“Alright, some hard ones now. What if a mare is pregnant and flagging her tail?”

“Ask if she needs help and which hole she prefers.”

Rarity arched an eyebrow.

“And be gentle?”

“Excellent. Who is a colt or fillys first partner?”

“Usually the parent of the opposite sex, but in single parent homes, a surrogate partner can be chosen.”

“When is it NOT appropriate to mount a mare or ask for relief?”

You paused. That was a hard one actually...

The sounds of fillies and colts at play filled the air as you and Rarity made your way into the park, going over everything you learned in the last three days. Rarity had worked hard to catch you up on the norms here, and the more you worked with her, the more it made sense that she’d be chosen for this. She had a gift for etiquette and took her partners pleasure very seriously. As she put it, it didn’t do any good to just get them off as soon as you could. It was important to take your time, use proper technique, and let them have a satisfying release. Skill and finesse were key to providing a respectable experience.

Though her teaching wasn’t without mishaps. On the first day, she took you around town, looking for volunteers to help you get better at pleasing a partner. After all, reluctance in Ponyville usually meant lack of skill or knowledge, and she sought to correct that first. Her guess was technically correct. While you’ve at least had some experience with the opposite sex, you really haven’t a clue on how to please a mare. That, in turn, factored into your discomfort, but it was only one piece of the puzzle.

After showing you proper tongue technique on a mare out with her family, Rarity paused, noticing your hesitation to practice on the mare’s daughter. So she tried starting smaller, then smaller again, until finally she saw reluctance with even simplest deeds. Little Anon showed plenty of enthusiasm, of course, but it was clear there was a lot of work to do.

“Well, first things first,” she’d said, sighing and giving your tent a dejected look. “We need to get you comfortable with the idea.”

And so began the slow process of exposure training and etiquette practice. Like you mentioned earlier, Rarity had been the perfect tutor for etiquette. She never used vulgar words or sought to overindulge in sex. There were no gangbangs, no rough fucking, no dirty talk. She approached sex like she approached clothing. Everything was careful and measured, but designed for maximum effect. And despite the subject matter, there was a kind of inevitable classiness that she exuded with it. It didn’t matter if she talked about the weather or where you could cum in public. She was poised and ladylike with every word. And that had an effect on you. You found yourself thinking of sex as less raunchy and slutty, and more about manners and self care. Sex drive was just something to be managed, and it represented an opportunity for bonding. That didn’t mean you suddenly felt ready to jump in, but you were “getting it” in a way. Everything was becoming easier.

Sleeping next to Rarity, however, was still something you had to get used to. She’d shift and squirm, her plot cheeks pressing around your cock whenever she felt you get hard. Both of you had gotten a bit pent up over your time together, but Rarity had refused to get rutted while she was helping you. She’d joke that she couldn’t let you out of her sight lest you be tempted, but you knew she was trying to lead by example. Availability was very important, and even mares needed time to recover. Thus, since she wanted to be available whenever you felt ready, she’d gone three days, same as you, without getting off. You could tell it was hard for her. She’d get hazy looks a few times a day, and stare at your crotch, or rub against you when you walked. But she stubbornly held to it, despite you urging her to relieve herself to a stallion. Despite one instance of aggressive skinship, she’d managed fine anyways.

That brought you to today. What you were about to do had your stomach in knots. Today marked a sports meet for the junior mares volleyball teams, and it had drawn a lot more ponies than usual. A sandy court lay toward the north side, surrounded by parents in lawn chairs, all chatting away amicably and wandering the grounds before the game started. Squirmy siblings ran about freely, away from their parents, enjoying the nearby hoofball setups or playing freeform games in the grass.

You felt a smile form on your face as you walked, picnic supplies in hand. Days like these were one in a million back on earth—sun shining, a cool breeze, and a lively town with lots of friends. There were no fences, no stupid rules about where you could setup or what you could do. Just be nice. It was a golden rule of Ponyville, and it worked. A few ponies you’d talked to on occasion waved, and you returned the greeting as you walked. It was nice living here, you thought. Almost made you forget how pornographic things could get at a moments notice.

“Here seems fine, darling,” Rarity said, stopping in patch of grass a little ways from the game. “Would you like your hands on lesson before or after lunch?”

You lay out the blanket and set the picnic basket down, grimacing to yourself. Rarity had made a deal with you as part of your rehabilitation. She gave you the right to say no at any time, and you didn’t have to do any acts for the first few days, but after she’d gone over all the etiquette lessons, you had to make a real attempt at a hands on lesson. In public. You had no clue what the lesson would include, but Rarity had promised she’d start slow. That still hadn’t stopped the butterflies in your stomach, however.

“Rares, are you sure we have to do this in the park? There’s so many ponies here.”

”Nonsense, dear. This is perfectly normal, and today is going to show you just that,” she said, laying down belly first and patting a spot beside her. You lowered yourself down and sat cross legged to her left. “Now, you’ve discussed some of your apprehensions, so we’re going to start slow. I’m not going to MAKE you do anything, Anonymous, but I’d like you to promise me you’re going to try and make some progress today. Is that fair?”

“Yeah I’ll try. I promise.” You owed it to Pinkie at least. And Rarity had poured a lot of time and effort into you, so you at least owed her an attempt.

“Excellent,” she said, leaning against your leg.

“So… what’s the plan?”

“Well, I was thinking of letting you be in control for everything today. If you’d like me to do anything, anything at all mind you, just tell me and I’ll be happy to accommodate. This is all to help you get better at manners, darling, so don’t be afraid to explore and experiment.”

You nodded slowly. Seemed okay so far. If you could go at your own speed, maybe it wouldn’t feel so weird. Baby steps, Anon. Still, despite the giddy excitement bubbling up from your center, you had no clue what to do. Maybe just ask for starters...

“So what would you suggest?” you said, almost afraid to ask.

Rarity hummed to herself. “Well, you could always ask me to lick your phallus, dear. That’s nice and simple, don’t you think? Or maybe you could cradle your stallionhood between my thighs as we watch the game? I’m yours for the day, Anon. I’ll do whatever you like.” She watched you, giving a playful smirk when you hesitated. ”My my, you really are still shy about this, aren’t you? Alright, how about this. Just for now, explore my body however you please. Fondle me, pet me, grope me, whatever you like. Just enjoy yourself, dear. You can learn at your own pace.”

She shifted her weight and reached into the picnic basket for a drink, then simply relaxed and began to pony watch. She looked the absolute picture of ladylike leisure, her pure, white fur gleaming in the sun. You on the other hand felt like a statue as you eyed her body. The pose she held emphasized her hindquarters, squishing her cheeks and pushing them up just slightly as she arched her back and rested her chin on her forehooves. Rarity had quite the flank on her already. There were a lot of nice butts in ponyville, sure, but Rarity had a wonderful, heart shaped rear that flared out from her hips, and she clearly knew it. Her tail shifted lazily back and forth, almost as if she were trying to lure you in.

She watched you out of the corner of her eye, not saying anything, but something about the way she held herself seemed to say ‘play with me’. Rarity wanted you to touch her. And she wanted it to be lewd. Well... the ball was in your court. Here goes nothing.

With a deep breath, you reached out a hand pressed your fingers into her hindquarters, the flesh and fur giving way. For a moment, time seemed to stand still. And then it hit you like a jolt of electricity. Oh dear god. She was soft, fur pristine and velvety, and her ass yielded easily as your fingers sank in. You yanked your hand away, almost shocked at how erotic and exciting it felt to touch her, then turned to Rarity.

For some reason, you’d expected her to scream or jump away, or maybe even flirt with you, but Rarity went on sipping her lemonade. She hadn’t even reacted. It was as if nothing had happened. You reached over to her again and ran your hand along the curve of her back. Your middle and index fingers travelled further downwards, gliding over her pillowy rear then down her leg. Still no reaction. That was the point, you guessed.

Okay… Right. It’s no big deal... you thought, nodding to yourself. You moved back on the blanket, setting yourself up behind Rarity this time before diving back in, this time with two hands. The mare let out a soft coo as you toyed with her backside, but instead of making things feel awkward, it felt good. Rarity wasn’t unaware of you. She just didn’t mind anything you did to her.

You squeezed, kneading her delicate ass like firm dough under your fingers. She yielded just slightly under your touch but there was a definite firmness under the surface. Definitely a fat butt, yet firm enough to hold form. An idea came to you suddenly and it made you shiver just thinking about it. You raised your hand then brought it down hard, giving her rear a firm slap. Her ass jiggled, and Rarity let out a light ‘ooh’ but it was more from surprise than pain. The mare shifted, but otherwise said nothing.

That same, intoxicating feeling filled you again. You really could do whatever you wanted right now. You grabbed both cheeks, pulling them apart to expose her marehood and anus, before letting them clap back together. Nopony cared. A smile broke out across your face as you went back to playing with her rear. This… this was amazing. You began once more to play with her butt, losing yourself in the sensations of her soft fur and pliable bottom until a voice broke you out of your trance.

“Hey, Non!”

You flinched and looked up. It was Roseluck. The beige mare trotted over, giving you a meek wave.

”It’s good to see you. I’ve never seen you at the park before. You come here often?”

You felt frozen in place, hands wrapped around Rarity’s plush ass. “Uh… I…”

Rarity pushed back into your hands and cleared her throat. You slowly resumed massaging her rear and haltingly answered Rose. “UH, yes, er I mean no. I don’t go to the park too much but Rarity invited me out for the day.”

”Oh, that’s good. I was worried you’d been spending too much time alone in your home. I feel like I hardly see you. It’s important to get some sunshine now and again, big guy. Oh, and Rarity, good to see you too.”

“The feeling is mutual, Rose darling. How are your dahlias doing?”

“Pretty good! Their color is coming in wonderfully. I think they’ll be ready for sale soon. You working on any new designs lately?”

“Well now that you mention it…”

The two mares carried on, making small talk amongst each other while you sat there, hands still massaging Rarity’s bare ass. This was so surreal, you thought. Yes, it was normal here, but Rose hadn’t even said anything. Was groping someone so unremarkable that it wasn’t even worth mentioning? I mean, it wasn’t like you were invisible. Rose had glanced at your hands a few times now. She just never paid it any mind. In a way, the logical part of your brain knew that should be the case. Ponies could fuck each others brains out while casually talking about their day. You saw that all the time. But being a part of it felt… exhilarating… powerful.

You pulled Rarity’s cheeks apart, giving yourself another glance at her nethers. Her marehood twitched as you ran your thumb over it. Craving more, you began to run your thumb up and down her slit, watching as her marehood reddened and started to drip. The whole time Rarity simply talked shop with Rose, her breathing slightly changed but nothing more.

”Well it was good to talk to you Rares,” Rose said. “Looks like the games starting so I gotta grab a seat and make sure my little cousin doesn’t have a stiffie before he plays. It’s Clovers first game so I want to make sure it goes well.”

”Sounds wonderful. I’ll see you around town, dear.”

”Yep! Oh and, Anon?”

You looked up from your fondling.

”It’s really great to see you breaking out of your shell. I really thought for a long time humans didn’t relieve themselves, but I guess Rarity and the girls have it covered huh? I’m glad. You two have a good time.”

You found yourself nodding as she trotted away.

Rarity rolled slightly and gave you a knowing smile. ”See, not so bad was it? You seemed like you were really enjoying playing with my rear there. And if I’m not mistaken I thought I felt something stiff bump my leg a few times.”

You looked down and shifted your hips away from her leg. “Oh, sorry.”

Rarity scoffed. “Come now, Anonymous. It’s a wonderful compliment. Now the question is,” she said, giving you a smoldering look, “do you want me to do anything about it?”

You bit your lip as you ran your hands idly along her sides and looked around the park. Nobody seemed to be paying much attention to you, but there were still a lot of ponies around. “I don’t think I’m ready for something like that yet, Rares.”

“I see…” she said, unable to keep the disappointment from her voice. “If that’s what you feel comfortable with, alright then.”

“But there’s something I’d like to try still, if you’re up for it.”

She perked up. “Oh? And what’s that?”

“Well—as long as you’re okay with it, I’d like to play with your marehood. You mind laying across my lap for a bit?”

“Oh Anon, you know the answer to that,” Rarity said, moving over and laying her chest across your lap. Her nose bumped your cock in her haste, and Rarity’s gaze lingered for a moment on it before she looked up at you. “Ahem, yes well. Please enjoy yourself, and if you have any second thoughts about me joining in, don’t hesitate to ask.”

“I’ll keep that in mind, Rares,” you said, and ran your hand through her mane.

Rarity held a hopeful look before she let out a breath and settled down into your lap, likely not wanting to push the issue. You felt bad for denying her like that. For a mare like Rarity, that sort of etiquette was important to her. But with so many ponies around, it just wasn’t going to happen. Not for now at least. Right now, all you wanted to do was play with the pony in your lap. Besides, she deserved the attention with how much work she put into you.

Without any further delay, you slipped a finger between her cheeks and pressed against her entrance. Rarity let out a mewl and pushed back against your hand. The sensation of something hot and wet hit your finger and you paused. Rarity wasn’t just turned on. She was soaked. You looked down. Her juices had already coated her thighs, and a damp spot lay on the picnic blanket. Looks like she’d been enjoying her massage much more than she let on. You gave her a questioning look and she folded her ears back.

"Oh sorry, darling. I didn't mean to get pushy. It's just that all this fondling after going so long without relief has gotten me a bit… heated, as it where. Now there’s no pressure of course,” she said, laying a hoof on your thigh reassuringly. "Today is for you, so if I don’t get to cum, then I don’t get to cum. I can stand another day if it means helping you out. Don’t feel that you have to go out of your way on my account, dear.”

“Rarity, I’d feel bad if I teased you this whole time and never let you get off. It wouldn’t be too much trouble to let you cum after everything today. Besides, I kinda want to see it.”

“Really?” she said, almost breathlessly, a blush forming on her cheeks. “I… well that’s wonderful, Anon. That’s very gen—” You pushed your finger into her. “—gentlem-ahhhhh! Very gentlemanly of you. Hoo, dear, I’m sorry to let my voice out like that.”

“No no, don’t worry about it,” you said, moving your fingers around in slow circles. “It’s actually kinda hot.”

“Oh w-well, as long as you don’t mind, dear.”

You gave her a reassuring smile, watching as her breathing deepened and her tail lifted to the side. She wasn’t just ready for this. She was craving it. You wanted more too. Seeing her react to your touch like that lit something inside of you. Maybe it was the constant exposure to sex, or maybe it was three days without cumming, but you wanted to tease and explore every inch of her sex and give this mare all the attention she deserved.

You twisted your finger around, exploring the different textures and ridges inside her. It was soft, velvety even, as well as enjoyably warm. Rarity was absolutely gushing too, which made each push into her glide despite her clenching. Even with just your finger, her vagina felt pleasant. It would be a whole other feeling to have your dick inside her. Your cock jumped at that, nearly tapping her on the snout, but you ignored it. Maybe there’d be a chance later, away from all the families.

You pulled out your pointer and lined a second finger up at her entrance. Rarity shivered, clearly eager for more. You wouldn’t deny her. Your fingers parted her lips and moved in agonizingly slow as you savored the feeling of her tunnel. Rarity tensed under you, her breath coming out in a squeaky, almost pathetic whine. She wanted more. A lot more. That reminded you… There was something you read back on earth that you always wanted to try. You curled your digits downwards, rubbing along the delicate walls of her vagina. There was a spot that should be around here, you thought. It was in an anatomy book back on earth, and you’d always been curious. Your finger hit some tissue, firmer than the rest, and Rarity jerked and let out a cry. A bit of fluid squirting out of her nethers as she clenched down hard on your hand. Oh. There it is.

“Oh my word! A-Anon~” Rarity gripped your jeans tightly, clenching her eyes shut. ”What did you just do?”

“I think I found your g-spot.”

“My what spot?”

You dragged a finger along her walls again in a kind of upside down ‘come hither gesture’. The mare beneath you convulsed, legs shaking as more sparks of pleasure flowed through her.

“That.”

“Ooooh,” she moaned, squirming in your lap. “C-Celestia’s sun, that’s… my word.”

“Is it too much?”

She glanced up, a hurt expression in her eyes. “No, of course not. I’m a big mare, Anon. This is far from the roughest treatment I’ve taken, but perhaps… be a bit gentle with that spot? Please?”

You nodded, gently running a hand over her head. “Alright. Tell me if you want to stop or need a break at any time.”

“Thank you, darling,” she said, and lay her head back in your lap. “You’re doing wonderful by the way.”

You smiled. It felt good to hear that. You decided it was time to put her teaching to work and began finding a rhythm, easing your fingers in and out of her. Her breathing slowed and she returned to the state she’d been in for her plot fondling—tail flagging, a faint pink glow on her cheeks but otherwise able to lay still. She closed her eyes and relaxed into you. There we go, you thought. Nice and easy. You kept her like that for a while, letting her relax and watch the game. It was just like she taught you. Gentle and measured. Let them enjoy it. Don’t just get them off. Use technique and give them a real release.

Her walls gripped you with every stroke, legs twitching, breathing becoming haggard as she suppressed little gasps. You sped up in little bursts, watching as she’d arch her back and let out her voice, bit by bit, then ease her back down. Your fingers dropped to an agonizing pace then you’d sped up again, alternating between rotating your fingers in circles or dragging them along her walls. Her g-spot received a little attention too, and each time your fingers glided over it, she’d let out a choked gasp and grip your jeans tightly. You began to mix in little nudges on her g-spot with some finger pumping, pushing her limits more and more. Rarity moaned in earnest now, holding your legs with a vice grip.

Some ponies had started to take notice, giving the two of you curious glances or wandering closer to get a better look. A few clearly looked envious. Without fingers, ponies couldn’t replicate the treatment Rarity was getting. This was something only you could provide here.

Rarity’s breathing picked up suddenly and her body began to twitch as you circled your thumb teasingly around her clit. You sped up, pumping your fingers hard then grazed her button. ”Ah, no wait!” she cried out. Her magic formed around your wrist yanking your hand away from her marehood.

“Whoa, Rare, are you okay?” you said, blinking.

She shivered, biting her lower lip. ”Yes dear, just give me a moment. I’m so cc-close. Whatever you do, don’t touch me.”

“Wait, you were about to cum?”

She clenched her eyes shut and nodded. “You have no idea how good fingers feel. They’re s-so much more dextrous. Nnnah, just thinking about it is keeping me on edge. Oh dear, okay okay, oooh.” Rarity twisted on your lap, burying her face into your legs. ”Ooh, and your scent isn’t helping. Hooo, okay. Just breath and concentrate, Rarity. In and out.” Her chest rose and fell for a moment before she slowly opened her eyes and let out a long breath. “Okay... think I’m good now.”

Wow that was a hot. “I didn’t realize you didn’t want to cum, Rarity. Sorry.

Rarity put a hoof to her muzzle and giggled. ”Oh no. You’ve got me dying for release, dear.”

“Oh well then why’d you stop me? You looked like you were enjoying it,” you said.

“Yes, I absolutely was, and it was hard to even stop you, but Anonymous…” Rarity gave you a stern look. ”I can’t abide you giving me so much attention and not getting any yourself.”

“What? But Rarity… there’s a bunch of mares looking, and in my world we had laws—”

She pushed a hoof to your lips. “Aht tut tut. We can take care of your needs AND keep you covered if that’s what it takes. But I’ll have no more of this. Your stallionhood has been twitching up a storm and I won’t tolerate you torturing yourself any longer. What sort of mare would I be if I let this go on?”

You sighed. Probably no use arguing with her. She could be as stubborn as Applejack when it came down to things she cared about. And this mare cared a lot about sex. Besides, she just wanted to reciprocate. Considering what you’ve learned about pony culture, it would be an insult for her not to.

“Alright, well… what are you even going to do? Rub me through my pants?”

Rarity looked taken aback. ”Anonymous, I’m hurt. I wouldn’t do something so meager for you. That won’t feel good at all. You should know me better by now. No, I’m going to treat you to something special.”

Her horn flared up in a brilliant blue, and in seconds, you felt exactly what she meant by that. A sensation unlike any other enveloped your member as your crotch glowed blue through your jeans. It was like your cock had been wrapped in warm, downy feathers, swirling around your cock. Her magic coiled around your penis clockwise, then reversed direction, then slid up and down your shaft. It was frictionless, and seemed to attack every pleasurable nerve in you at once, going deep under the skin, lighting up pleasure centers you’d never even felt before. You groaned, hands gripping the picnic blanket and bunching it up under your fingers.

Rarity gave you a smug look. ”See? I wouldn’t make you settle for any less than perfection. And—Oh my.” Rarity, licked her lips. “Ooh, darling, I can feel your pre soaking into my magic. It feels wonderful. You have such a magnificent shape too. I can’t see it but I can feel every contour. You have such a wonderful stallionhood, Anon. It’s such a crime to keep it covered...”

You couldn’t answer her. The magicjob had rendered you practically unable to think. Your mind had been consumed by overwhelming pleasure, but there was that small part of you that didn’t want to be outdone. Gathering what fortitude you could, you reached a hand over to her rear and shoved two fingers back inside her. She looked up at you, surprised.

You peeked an eye back at her, giving her a playful smirk. “I said I’d make you come, Rares. I won’t let you turn the tables so easily.”

Rarity’s mouth hung open for a moment before her expression turned into the most smoldering look you’ve ever seen. ”Mmm, Anon, you’re sure you can hold on? You look like you might hit your limit any moment now.”

“I would say the same to you,” you said, shivers wracking your body. “You look like you could cum within seconds if I played with your weak spots.”

“Mm, true, but I want you to say one last thing to me. Consider it your final test, and I’ll let you make me cum. What’s the most wonderful feeling you can share with a close friend?”

You smiled. She hadn’t taught you this one specifically. It was a kind of in the moment question, the sort that you have to intuit. But you knew the answer. It was obvious by now.

“Cumming together.”

“Excellent,” she said, eyes half lidded as she leaned in to give your covered penis a lingering kiss. “Now then darling... ravish me.”

“With pleasure.”

Without pause, you began to piston your fingers into her, while at the same time, you felt her magic aura whip into a frenzy around your shaft. Both of you cried out, faltering in your timings before you were able to fall into a rhythm again. Ponies around the park came closer to watch, foals, couples and singles alike, but you were past caring. Some of them pleasured each other now, mothers tending to fathers and sons, daughters sating their curiosities with males and females alike, but their moans and curious comments faded to the back of your mind. All that mattered were the pleasured moans of your partner, and the heavenly feeling of her magic making your brain melt.

Your hand was a blur while her aura whirled like a mad current around you. ”More, Anonymous. Make it a big one, just like I showed you,” Rarity said, her voice shaky. Both of you sped up further, voices climbing in concert as you rushed toward the edge together. “Yes, yes dear, just like that. Stir me up. Ooh, Celestia, Anon I can feel you twitching.”

You dove into her over and over, alternating between attacking her g-spot and clit, using everything at your disposal to push her pleasure towards the peak. Her magic mirrored your speed, making you gasp and almost double over.

“Rarity, I’m gonna…!”

“Ooh, yes. Do it, Anonymous. I want to feel you cum! Oh, Celestia I’m right there. Aahh! Anonymous I can’t hold it any longer!”

“Rarity, here it comes!”

In a flash, your zipper shot down and your cock flipped out of your pants. Rarity dove down, her warm, wet mouth enveloping you, tongue gently lapping at the underside of your cock. Sparks shot off in your brain and you came, vision going white as you grunted. Rarity cried out in unison, her voice muffled by the cock in her mouth. Her pussy clamped down on your fingers as you felt her convulse. A splash of liquid hit your hand just as the first ropes of cum blasted into Rarity’s throat. Her moans vibrated along your member, sending you even further as you sprayed more and more against her tongue and throat. It seemed to go on forever as the two of you came, shaking and holding each other, but eventually the tide of pleasure abated and the both of you collapsed. You were faintly aware of the murmur from the crowd as a warm, happy feeling settled through your system. Rarity, exhausted as she was, got up on shaky limbs just long enough to flop over by your side, nestling into you. You could just barely make out the sound of her swallow, as she tucked your cock back into your pants and zipped you up. Neither of you spoke for a time, but eventually, you chose to break the silence.

“You know, I promised my first blowjob would be from Pinkie.”

Rarity cracked an eye open and gave you an affectionate nuzzle. ”I know. I made sure not to move. It was just an oral creampie, dear—she won’t mind. What Pinkie has in mind is a world apart. You’ll know soon enough.”

You hummed to yourself, not having the energy to argue. “Why did you do that anyways? I definitely just flashed a bunch of ponies, you know.”

“Yes, I’m very sorry, Anonymous. I tried to be quick but I realize that might have offended you.”

You chuckled, pulling her closer to you. “Nah, I’m not mad, Rarity. A little peek is no big deal after everything so far. I’m just wondering why you did it? You didn’t have to swallow you know.”

Rarity tugged at her hair, looking away from you. ”Ah, yes, quite right. I-It’s just that…”

“What?” You raised an eyebrow at her.

“I just didn’t want you to get your clothes dirty.”

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