Finally, things had cooled down. Scootaloo was curled up on the couch with Star lying behind her, one of his forehooves resting on top of her and his hind legs curled around her rump. From how little he moved and how deeply he was breathing, she suspected he might already be asleep.

Now that the other two girls had both gotten themselves thoroughly worn out, they were both relaxing next to Steel Crescent – he idly petted both of them as he relaxed back against the couch cushion, even though his eyes were obviously on Apple Bloom. His cock was still halfway erect, lying limply against his belly, but apparently both he and the two girls were too tired to try doing anything more with it.

Of the other three stallions, Static Impulse and Flash Fire had both already gone off to get showers. Luckily this suite of rooms had three different bathrooms and three different showers, so there wasn’t too much competition for it. The only one left actually doing anything in this main room was Moody Blues, who slowly went around the room, flicking most of the lights off. For some reason, they were all in wall sconces with their own individual light switches … hotels just did that sometimes.

She was glad he was doing that. It was nice … made the room feel more quiet and peaceful.

Once Moody had gotten most of the lights, he came back toward the couch. “It’s getting late,” he said, his implication clear.

Star jerked behind her, suddenly shifting … and then he finally lifted his head up. “Oh…” He looked up at the clock. “Oh damn. Wow.”

Stretching luxuriantly, Apple Bloom yawned. “Yeah … we’d better be gettin’ on to bed, huh? It’s gonna be morning soon.”

Technically, it was morning now, but Scootaloo didn’t feel like arguing the point. She didn’t feel like doing much of anything besides enjoying the warm presence of Star’s body right behind her.

“Do you think we could stay the night?” Sweetie Belle asked, looking hopefully over at Steel Crescent. “We could … share beds, you know, if there’s not enough.”

Moody laughed a little. “Pretty sure we planned on that to begin with, but I sure wouldn’t want none of ya in my bed … not until you’ve washed up a bit.”

Scootaloo huffed to herself a bit. And whose fault was it that the three fillies were so messy, hm? She’d actually got the worst of it, probably ending up the dirtiest of all three of them. And it was Moody himself who’d done that. Her belly fur was crusty and musty from when he’d pulled out at the last moment and came between her and Apple Bloom. Kind of hypocritical of him to be complaining about the mess, wasn’t it? Luckily, Star didn’t seem to mind – he kept his hoof lovingly wrapped around her, mess and all.

And that just happened to be when Static Impulse came out of one bathroom, still rubbing a towel in his mane with his magic.

Sweetie Belle grinned. “Say, Steelie… You wanna come get a shower with me?” She winked at him lasciviously.

Steel, though, hugged Apple Bloom against himself. “What do you think – wanna join us?”

Raising his eyebrow, Static stared at the three of them. “Uh… It’s not a very big shower.”

That didn’t stop all three of them from getting up and heading there together, though. “We’ll just have to squeeze in real close,” Steel said mirthfully as he trotted along with the two fillies.

As they passed by, Apple Bloom winked at Scootaloo. “So this is what you did with them last time… No wonder you were so secretive about it.”

“Now it’s our turn!” Sweetie Belle squeaked happily.

Scootaloo didn't begrudge him for the fun … nor Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle. Let them have their fun, if they still had the energy for it. She was happy enough just with Star.

And it wasn’t just because he was, well, a star. Okay, sure, that sure was nice and all. To think that he’d gone from being a poster on the wall and somepony to squeal about at concerts … to actually being her special somepony! It was crazy, it was exhilarating, and she still couldn’t quite believe that it had actually happened.

But there was so much more than that. He was kind, he was thoughtful, he was understanding … even though ponies said you should never meet your heroes because you’ll be disappointed in them, Star had ended up being so much more than the rockstar she’d been expecting. Now that she’d met the pony underneath all the glamor, she couldn’t imagine wanting to be with anypony else.

Beyond that … she kind of got the sense that she might be good for him, too. Sure, he was living the rockstar life, he had some great friends, and he could have any mare he wanted … but even though he tried to hide it, she got the sense that he was somehow lonely.

Just from the way he clung to her as they cuddled here on the couch… When was the last time he’d been able to cuddle with someone, to hold them close? Sex was one thing, and it was awesome, but it wasn’t the only thing a stallion needed. She’d be able to give him more, give him that little extra bit of love he’d been missing. And in the meantime, it made her feel like the most special, luckiest filly in the world!

Tilting her head back toward him, she nuzzled his cheek a little, reveling in the soft warm touch of his fur.

He stirred again – he must have been just about to fall back asleep. “Mmuhm?” Shaking his head, he raised himself to a sitting position. “Right, right… Um… I guess we’d better get another shower before bed, huh?”

Gently, she raised herself up and kissed him, then let herself sluff off the side of the couch and onto the floor, where she stretched her back opulently.

Of course … it didn’t hurt that Star was right behind her while she stretched. She could feel his eyes on her as she stuck her rump upward. It felt nice to be desired like that. She could feel it like a warmth blooming deep inside of her. Or ... wait! They'd never done any kind of contraceptive spell on her! Was ... was that warmth what being pregnant felt like? Or was she just imagining it? In a way, she wanted it. She really wanted it. But what if it ended up getting Star in trouble? Well, this didn't seem to be the time to mention it. Maybe they could do the spell tomorrow. The longer they waited, the less likely it was to work, but at least for now, she was very much okay with taking that chance. They'd figure it out, wouldn't they? And she was already starting to warm up to the idea...

Star came down next to her and brushed a hoof through her mane. “Come on,” he whispered, beginning to walk back toward the shower.

To Scootaloo, that was an invitation to far more than just a shower. It was an invitation to a whole new life … and she couldn’t wait to take him up on it!

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