Button Mash sighed as he sipped on his lemonade, the feminine stallion leaning back in his chair while looking out over the main thoroughfare. A few days had passed since he had started searching for any suspicious looking zebras, and both himself and Flurry Heart had come up with nothing. The alicorn may have gained some more practice flying in the meantime, but the only thing Button Mash had gained was a migraine and an extra pound or two from all the snacks he ate.

Thankfully the lemonade he was drinking helped the migraine half of his problems, and the stallion did his best to relax while he watched the crowd. Which wasn't terribly interesting, as the small cafe he sat just outside of wasn't exactly busy, nor was the town itself given the time of year it was. Sighing to himself, the stallion placed his empty cup back on the table and tried to think of some excuse to go back to Zecora’s hideout.

Maybe a quickie with Babs Seed would help take his mind off the fact that he was bored out of his skull. “Mmmm, that dick of hers is really nice.” He muttered to himself, a small smile crossing his face as Button Mash stared off into space.

A sudden flash of black on white pulled him from his contemplations though, and he shook his head before searching for the striped shape he had seen a second earlier. The zebra hadn't gone far, the male smiling proudly as he strode down the street, exchanging nods and greetings with the odd pony. The first thing Button Mash noticed about him was just how hot he was, the zebra standing probably a foot taller than Button Mash, with a long neck, and a prominent jawline.

Drooling slightly, Button Mash gave himself a smack before hopping off his chair and taking off after the zebra. Maneuvering through the crowd, Button Mash was able to follow the strange zebra fairly easily, as his height, and unique appearance made him easy to spot. The gold ring about his neck had dozens of short golden strings dangling from it at even intervals and his tail was bound by a chord of golden rope.

Button Mash couldn't help but note that the male’s hooves were also filed neatly and that he had a mohawk much like Zecora did. But while the shaman’s mane stood straight up, the male’s hung over one side of his face, giving him an oddly feminine edge to his appearance. Whatever the zebra equivalent of a cutie mark was a trio of stars done in the same zebrican style as Zecora’s mark was.

The longer Button Mash followed him, the more the stallion couldn't help but wonder how he hadn't met such a striking individual before. The cleric had a keen eye when it came to spotting hot stallions and this one was about one of the hottest he had ever seen. Making a mental note to ask the stallion should the opportunity ever arise, Button Mash kept his head down, remembering Zecora’s instructions on how best to follow someone without being noticed.

As time passed the zebra wound his way through town, stopping occasionally to chat with a random pony, or grab lunch at Ponyville’s only fast food place. By the half hour mark Button Mash was beginning to wonder if there really was anything suspicious about the zebra, until they turned down a very particular road. One that lead towards Ponyville’s red light district, or more accurately, red light street as it wasn't exactly very big.

Subsisting of only a small group of buildings set aside from the rest of the town, Ponyville’s red light district was something of an open secret. The town had an unnaturally large number of adventurers who called it home, which meant a lot of stressed out ponies looking for release. Which gave rise to certain businesses that the rest of Ponyville quietly liked to pretend as though they didn't exist.

A massage parlour, an adult toy store next to an adult spell store, and the crown jewel of the street, a large house which sat at the end of the road. A house with a sign outfront that read the rowdy pony, which also had a cartoonish grinning pony rearing up onto its back legs. The sight of such a place was enough to make the cleric blush, and furtively look around, the stallion making sure no one he knew was around.

It wasn't like the church of love was against such a thing, but it was still a bit of a taboo subject even amongst the faithful as there were some who considered the selling of love to be a blasphemy. Button Mash himself held no such reservations, as he believed that people could do whatever they wanted with their bodies, but the shame instilled in him as a kid was still there. He was about to look away and abandon his attempt at tailing the zebra when he realized that said zebra had just walked in the front door of the brothel.

Did he work there? Or perhaps he was a customer? Button Mash instantly disregarded the second possibility, as the zebra was definitely attractive enough to not need such services or at least that's how the cleric thought of it. In Button Mash’s mind that left only the first option, which would be a perfect cover for a changeling he realized.

To be able to feed off all the misplaced love, and lust surrounding him would make the infiltrator’s life much easier. Plus with an appearance like that he was guaranteed to gain more than a few patrons who had a crush on him. As the pieces fit into place, Button Mash realized that he would have to go in there if he was going to have any hope of getting any more information.

Something he wasn't a big fan of doing.

Sure he could flag down Scorch and Flurry Heart, but that sounded like an embarrassing circumstance waiting to happen. What would he even say? That he found a hot zebra who worked at the brothel? They would laugh at him, unless he had a clue of some kind, or perhaps even caught the changeling himself.

Gulping down his fear, Button Mash trotted towards the door to the brothel, noting that the building itself was an old inn which had been renovated at some point. His confidence began to peter out at about the time he reached the door, and so the stallion stood there nervously, unable to move past the threshold. That was until he thought about what Babs Seed might say if she were there, then he suddenly wasn't quite so nervous.

Get on with it already. She would have said, probably before giving him a smack across the ass in emphasis.

He wasn't sure why he thought of her at a time like this, but in a strange way it empowered him, and Button Mash pushed open the door and stepped into what looked like a small bar. To the right was the bar itself, though there were no stools in front of it, leaving anyone who wanted to sit to cross the room and seat themselves in one of several booths. One of the few reasons it actually resembled a bar were the racks of booze behind the counter, that and the mare behind said counter who had the distinct look of a barkeep.

She was tough, grizzled, but not ugly, just evidently experienced in both combat, and the fine art of mixing drinks. “What can I do for ya?” She asked, her voice deep and a little raspy yet also kind.

Other than a door behind the bar, and a set of stairs going up there was also another door to his right, with nothing to indicate which entrance the zebra had used. “I was hoping you could answer a few questions for me if you don't mind.” He began, trotting up to the bar.

The pink furred, and pink maned pony lifted an eyebrow. “Depends on the question and if your going to try preaching to me. Cus if that's the case, we are going to have a problem.” She stated, her eyes narrowing dangerously.

Button Mash chuckled nervously and tugged at his collar. “Oh no, I’m not like them. I uh was just wondering about the zebra who just came in here.”

The mare seemed to relax a little and nodded. “Night Sky. What about him?”

“Well I was curious if you could tell me how long he's been in town, and that kind of thing.” Button Mash asked while tapping his forehooves together nervously. “I am usually pretty good at greeting newcomers and I admit I’m curious.”

The bartender’s glare continued to beat down against the stallion for a few seconds longer before she sighed, a small smile crossing her face. “Look. You seem like a nice enough kid so I’ll give you a few pointers so you don't embarrass yourself.” She tapped the table. “One, don't ask anything about anyone who works here other than their name, likes and dislikes, and price. Two, don't expect to get that information even if you do hire their services. Lotta folks don't like carrying baggage and are likely to lie to ya if they think it will get you off their back.”

She tapped the table a third time. “And lastly, I don't tolerate stalkers, fans, or people who’ve convinced themselves that this is anything other than what it is. Got it?”

Button Mash nodded hastily, face bright red from shame. “Y-y-yes miss.”

“Ahh shoot. I didn't mean to… give me a second.” The pony turned and with the grace of a dancer pulled a bottle from the shelf, poured a shot, and slid it across the table. “Here, on the house. It’ll help with the nerves.”

Button Mash took one sniff of the shot and found that it was surprisingly fruity despite the liquid being clear which in his experience was a bad sign. “What does it taste like?” He asked.

“Chocolate. Figured you were a fan given how big those flanks of yours are.” Quipped the mare with a smirk.

Button Mash blushed harder but quickly threw back the shot, finding that it did indeed taste like chocolate. “T-thanks.”

“Sorry for bein so harsh. This line a work attracts a lot of weirdos I’m afraid.” Remarked the mare, who sighed and leaned forward. “Look, if ya want a meeting with Sky I can squeeze you in right now. If that doesn't work, there's a two week wait time when it comes to seeing him.”

“I uh. Yes?” Button Mash half answered half asked. “H-how much?”

“Two hundred bits upfront. Leave any tips with me after your done havin your fun. Same goes if you want something ‘extra’.” Declared the mare, who put the last word in air quotes with her hooves.

Gulping, Button Mash hastily pulled out his bag of bits only to find that was just about everything he had left. For a moment he considered leaving, but for some reason he had a gut feeling like this was going to help him in his quest, a feeling he had come to trust. Placing the bits on the counter, he gently pushed them forward, regret and shame warring inside him despite the confidence he had in his choice.

The mare gave the bits a brief glance before pulling open a drawer and swiftly depositing them inside of it. “Name’s Berryshine by the way. If you ever have any trouble while on the property give me a holler and I’ll do what I can to help ya out.” Remarked the grizzled mare.

Button Mash nodded, his gaze lingering on the spot where his money had vanished. “Uh huh.” He muttered.

The mare sighed and pointed to the stairs. “Second floor, room thirteen, knock twice and tell em Berry sent you. He should let ya in.”

The stallion nodded meekly and turned to the stairs, leaving Berryshine to shake her head and go back to polishing the already sparkling cup she had been shining when Button Mash walked in. “Shoulda just gave him the regular rate and watched him leave. Thank the stars Sky has such a soft spot for shy ones, otherwise he’d rip me to shreds over this.” She whispered to noone.

Button Mash slowly slipped down the hall, his steps hesitant but hasty, his gaze darting left and right as he looked for the right number. Nine, ten, eleven, twelve, and finally, lucky number thirteen at the end of the hallway on the left hand side. Looking back, Button Mash noted that each door was painted differently, no doubt indicating what kind of person was inside. All except for thirteen though, as the zebra’s door was bare, with only a pair of numbers painted at eye level.

Did it mean Night Sky was simply a little more reserved, or could it be that he hadn't been there long enough to paint it in an elaborate fashion as the rest had? The door itself was a clue, but one that meant very little unless Button Mash asked about it and delved a little deeper. Knocking twice, the stallion leaned closer.

“Berryshine sent me!” He called, hoping he didn't have to repeat himself as he only just barely stopped his voice from squeaking the first time.

“Come in, I’ll be with you in a moment!” Shouted an echoing voice from somewhere within.

Gulping down his fear, Button Mash turned the handle and stepped inside, hastily closing the door behind him before looking around. The room within was sparse and spartan, but not completely lacking in comforts, as the bed was clad with what looked like a satin sheet. On the ground next to it was a large rug that was clearly zebrican in origin, though the symbol on it was the equestrian flag. Everything in the room was either black, white or gold, with a few pink and green accents hidden here and there.

To Button Mash’s right was a large bay window complete with a small bed inside the knook, while to his left was a door which presumably led to the bathroom. “Make yourself comfortable my dear, I’m almost finished in here.” Exclaimed a calm, buttery smooth voice from within the bathroom.

Button Mash found himself nodding and sitting before he even registered what the voice had said. As he sat, he heard the splash of someone moving in a tub of water while humming a tune that Button Mash couldn't place. Realizing that he had likely intruded on what amounted to the zebra’s break, Button Mash felt a sudden spike of guilt and he looked down, twiddling his hooves.

“So um, I’m sorry about coming in like this. I just saw you on the street and well…” Button Mash’ voice trailed off as he struggled to come up with an explanation for his behavior.

“It's quite alright my dear. Berryshine knows I don't mind making time for the odd cute stallion or mare whom I catch the eye of.” Replied the voice of Night Sky.

“I know it's a faux pas to ask personal questions but is Night Sky your real name?” Button Mash inquired.

The sound of movement stopped. “It is not. When I left my home behind I decided on something more fitting for the home I chose, rather than the home that chose me.”

Button Mash couldn't help but feel a bit guilty about asking something so pressing, but with the possibility that he was a changeling still looming over them, he continued on. “So uh, how long have you been in Ponyville then? I haven't seen you at any of Pinkie Pie’s welcome parties.”

Night Sky laughed as he continued to move around in the bath. “That mare is a bit too much for me I’m afraid, and I had to turn down her offer for a party in my honor. Still, I suppose I have not been here very long, but I cannot say anymore than that.”

“Thats fair. I know this all sounds kinda nosey but well, its my first time doing something like this and you were just… really hot.” Button Mash muttered, a blush crossing his face.

“It is quite alright my dear. I know my kind can be rather intimidating to some ponies, though I assure you the tales are quite exaggerated.” The door opened to reveal the zebra in all his glory, his long wet mane falling against one side of his face as one of the most impressive cocks Button Mash had ever seen bobbed just beneath his chest. “Well, most of them anyway.”

Button Mash’s eyes nearly bugged out of his skull and he stood there in slack jawed awe at the absolute pillar of pitch black zebra meat which hung between the zebra’s legs. “No shit.” Button Mash muttered.

Chuckling to himself, Night Sky used a towel to dry his mane. “So my dear, what did you have in mind? Would you like it rough, perhaps you want to roleplay being captured by the cruel zebra.”

“That sounds like it would be culturally insensitive.” Button Mash blurted.

Night Sky stopped and seemed to eye the pony in a different light. “That it would. You are more respectful than most it would seem. Very well, perhaps your more interested in the boyfriend experience?”

“Maybe if it was just for a few minutes… It has been quite a while.” Button Mash admitted.

Tossing the towel over his shoulder, Night Sky strode over to the bed, a small smile on his face. “I’m shocked to hear you say that as you have such a wonderful physique, and such soft, kissable lips.”

Button Mash blushed harder than he thought possible, the stallion nodded meekly, unable to muster so much as a word.

Night Sky chuckled softly, his laugh as kind and as calm as his speaking voice. “Well just lay down on the bed and let your special somepony take care of you.”

Though it felt a little wrong to hear such a thing being said by someone he had just met, Button Mash was able to dismiss that feeling when he reassured himself that it would only be for a few minutes. After that he would go back to doing his best to deal with the frankly confusing feelings he had for his best friend. With that foul thought in mind, the pony crawled a little further into bed, laying face down in the soft, comfortable pillow.

“First lets help you relax a little before we take off those robes of yours.” Whispered the zebra who slipped onto the bed behind the cleric.

Button Mash realized that he probably shouldn't be opening himself up to a potential changeling like this, but on the other hand he was undercover and not relaxing would be even more suspicious. “Okay.” Whispered Button Mash.

The zebra smiled as his weight settled between the cleric’s back legs, a hoof trailing up the earth pony’s back. “You are very tense, a simple massage will not help me here. Do you do anything special to relax, by chance?” Whispered the zebra, his lips mere inches from Button Mash’s ear.

“I um, it would help if I knew more about you.” Button Mash gulped. “You don't have to tell me anything you don't want to, it would just help me feel like I know you a little better.”

“Don't be too hard on yourself, my dear, you wouldn't be the first to want to know more about me.” Declared the zebra while a forehoof began to gently press between the pony’s shoulder blades. “I hail from a land far from here, born to a tribe that lived on the very fringes of society. We were poor, and the land was dry and unsuitable for either livestock or plant life.”

“That sounds really sad.” Button Mash murmured, the pony’s muscles already beginning to relax as the zebra’s dexterous hooves did their work.

“It wasn't so bad.” Night Sky began, the zebra shifting so he sat between the pony’s legs, allowing him to use both forehooves at once. “We had each other, and though times were tough my brothers helped me through it all.”

“Mmmm that's good.” Button Mash whispered, tension slipping out of him each time the zebra pushed a different set of tense muscles.

“I also learned many things in my youth, one such lesson being that there are silver linings in all of our lives. No matter how dark they may be.” Continued the zebra as he pushed, and massaged the pony’s back. “And we need to find those things and hold them close, lest we lose them before we even realize what they mean to us.”

“I know what you mean. My best friend started adventuring when she was really young and I never even got a chance to tell her how I felt.” Button Mash admitted.

“Oh, did you have a crush on this filly?” Asked the zebra, his voice having a slight teasing edge to it.

“N-no. I just never told her that she was my best friend you know?” Button Mash sighed. “It wasn't the same after she came back. It was like she didn't even recognize me.”

“I’m sorry to hear that my dear. Though I sense as though you have found another that has taken such a title in the time since.” Replied the zebra cryptically as he subtly began to slip Button Mash’s robes up his body.

“Y-yeah. She's great. But um, would you mind talking about you some more?” Button Mash asked nervously.

The zebra nodded, as he slipped the priestly robes up Button Mash’s legs until they revealed his pert butt, and pink hole. “If that is what my dear wishes, then I will oblige him.” The zebra whispered huskily.

Button Mash shivered, painfully aware of how exposed he currently was. “T-thank you.” Stuttered the cleric.

“My brothers helped me through most of the troubles which life threw at me.” Exclaimed the zebra, who continued to push Button Mash’s robe up until the pony was completely free of it. “The journey to Equestria was long, and hard but it was rewarding in some ways.”

Button Mash bit his lip as he felt the flared head of the zebra’s cock land in the cleft of his ass. Worse yet for the stallion, each time his partner massaged Button Mash’s shoulders the other male’s cock would slip up and down, gently bumping against the cleric’s hole. The feeling was incredibly arousing, and Button Mash couldn't help but wonder how the zebra and Babs Seed stacked up against one another in size.

“Do you like it here?” Button Mash asked.

Night Sky nodded, his hooves gliding up until they caressed the back of the pony’s neck, working out the tension stored there with long, gentle touches. “Oh yes. I must admit I’ve grown rather fond of you ponies. Your so soft, and kind.”

As the zebra spoke, the head of his cock bumped against Button Mash’s hole, stretching it slightly as if it were about to penetrate only to back off before that happened. Unable to stop himself, Button Mash moaned, and spread his legs a little wider, angling his hole to better allow his partner access. Seeing this, the zebra smiled to himself, and reached to the nightstand, quickly producing a bottle of lubricant and pouring a generous dollop on his cock, and Button Mash’s ass.

“Oh that's cold.” Button Mash exclaimed in shock.

Night Sky chuckled. “Sorry about that dear. Trust me, it's about to get much, much hotter.”

The second he felt the zebra’s cock press against his hole, Button Mash realized he wasn't going to be able to ask anymore questions for awhile. Worse still, the cleric wasn't sure if he could even take something so big, only to remember how big Scorch’s cocks had been. The very moment he realized that, he felt his hole stretch, and the zebra’s cock to slide inside of him, stretching him wide and making him moan loudly.

“Mmm you are quite beautiful you know.” Whispered the zebra, whose slightly larger body was draped over the cleric’s form.

“T-thank you.” Stuttered Button Mash, who was already blushing profusely.

“And your hole is perfect. Tight yet welcoming, stretchy yet not loose.” Continued Night Sky, his chest pressing against Button Mash’s back as his cock surged deeper and deeper.

“I do a lot of exercises.” Muttered the feminine stallion, his eyes screwing shut as he felt his partner slip a few inches deeper inside of him.

“Well I can definitely tell.” Murmured the zebra, who smiled and stopped his penetration just as his medial ring was about to slip inside the pony’s plush ass.

“Y-yeah. Babs Seed taught me a lot.” Button Mash blushed and looked away. “Sorry, I know I shouldn't talk about someone else while we are… you know.”

The zebra leaned down and gently placed a kiss on the back of the pony’s neck. “That is quite alright dear heart. The way you say her name makes me wonder if there isn't more between you two.”

Button Mash’s blush grew even larger, and he gulped as the zebra began to gently rock his hips back and forth, teasing out more small moans from the cleric. “She is… a complicated pony. I never really thought of her as anything but a friend but she recently gotten a big, well… you know.”

Night Sky smiled as he pushed himself forward, sliding his medial ring into Button Mash’s tight hole. “Ahh, I think I understand. Things have been different haven't they?” He calmly remarked.

The cleric nodded while stifllling a moan and raising his hips a little more in order to better open himself to his partner. “She fucks my ass at least twice a day and I love it but it well. It makes me wonder a bit about… stuff.” Button Mash half admitted.

The zebra’s medial ring popped in and out of Button Mash’s ass as Night Sky slowly shifted his hips back and forth. “Have you spoken about this to her?” He continued.

Button Mash shook his head, his response delayed by a sudden thrust that saw another few inches of thick zebra cock slide inside of him. “N-no. It's awkward and I don't know if I want to. Like what if we ruin this good thing we have going.” Button Mash muttered while clutching the pillow tightly.

Night Sky’s thrusts became bolder, more forceful, with inch after inch of throbbing zebra dick being gently pushed inside the soft pony’s round ass. “And what if it already was becoming something else and you ruined that thing by saying nothing?” Night Sky asked, the zebra quickly bottoming out inside the feminine stallion.

Who moaned and writhed in confused pleasure, the pony caught between his internal emotional turmoil and the more external pleasure he felt. “That's true.” He admitted, hooves clutching the pillow tightly as he buried his face into its depths.

The zebra smiled, his forehooves settling on either side of the pony’s head and his stomach pressing against Button Mash’s back. “I apologize for bringing this up at such a point, but were you following me earlier? I know you mentioned seeing me before.” Night Sky asked, his voice making it clear that he wasn't angry.

“Um maybe? I just, well…” Button Mash gulped. “Your really hot.”

The zebra chuckled and planted another kiss at the base of Button Mash’s neck. “It is okay my dear. You’d be surprised how many of my clients followed me here. Now, something tells me your ready for the real thing. What do you say?”

Button Mash raised his ass up a little higher, spread his legs, and grinned. “I’m ready when you are.”

Night Sky smiled, noticing that although the pony did his best to appear confident, he was still blushing profusely. “Alright then, let the real fun begin.”

Button Mash didn't have any time to contemplate what the zebra meant before Night Sky’s next thrust slammed into the pony’s backside. The startled cry quickly turned into a moan as Button Mash felt his lover’s thick cock head ram into him. The sheer length and girth of the zebra’s throbbing member was more than enough to render the pony a quivering pile of ecstasy, but that wasn't what held Button Mash’s attention.

No, it was the way the zebra moved that struck him, as the striped male had a speed and dexterity that few others could claim to have. Each thrust seemed to spread and stretch another part of Button Mash’s insides, perpetually leaving him feeling the same way that Night Sky did upon first bottoming out. Every time their hips met Button Mash felt another wave of new pleasures, and new sensations, which brought him to the edge of orgasm within only a few minutes.

It was more than just his dick though, as the zebra whispered compliments and peppered the pony’s neck and cheeks in soft, rapid kisses. The intimacy, combined with everything else was more than enough to push Button Mash over the edge, and he came hard against the sheets. While this was happening Night Sky didn't slow down one bit, his thrusts coming as hard and as fast as ever. The effect left Button Mash feeling as though his cum was being forced out of his body by the zebra’s pounding hips.

The usual refractory period never came either, and just as soon as he had finished orgasming, Button Mash could feel himself growing hard once more. All while the pounding of Night Sky’s hips, the kiss of his lips, and the tender compliments he whispered never slowed. To Button Mash it felt like he was caught in an endless loop of pleasure, with his next orgasm coming only a few minutes later.

All while his partner showed no signs of finishing anytime soon, with the zebra only slowing after Button Mash had already finished three times. Then Night Sky’s thrusts began to lessen in speed, but did not decrease in power, remaining as ruthless as ever, even as Button Mash was now lying in what felt like a pool of his own cum. A few more thrusts, and a particularly powerful grunt later, and Button Mash could feel as his zebra lover started to orgasm.

He expected the experience to be over quickly, to feel the zebra shoot his load in a few seconds, but that wasn't what happened. Every thrust saw the male only fire a single enormous shot, the zebra somehow restraining himself and drawing it out for as long as possible. Worse still for Button Mash was the fact that each spurt was massive, and by the end of it, he felt fuller then he had thought possible after receiving only a single load.

Groaning, he reached down and caressed the small cum belly he was now sporting, one that gave him a slight, but noticeable paunch. When finally it was over, the zebra suddenly stilled, and gently pulled the pony onto his side, allowing them to remain locked together while lying there. When this happened, Night Sky reached a hoof around Button Mash’s torso and ran a hoof over the smaller male’s belly.

“I hope you enjoyed yourself my dear.” Night Sky whispered.

“Oh um yes. I er…” Button Mash gulped. “Liked it a lot.”

“That's wonderful to hear.” Night Sky replied.

“I guess I should get going soon huh?” Button Mash asked with a hint of sadness.

“Why would you want to do that?” Night Sky inquired, a forceful hoof keeping the pony from rising.

“Well it's just were both done, so isn't that how it works?” Button Mash half asked, half stated.

Night Sky shook his head. “Oh no my dear. You still have forty five minutes left and the incense I use helps keep us both ready for more. Provided you want more that is.”

Button Mash fell back to the bed, and nervously gulped, considering his options while sniffing the faint wisps of incense. On the one hand, his lover may still be a changeling, and this may very well be some manner of trap. On the other hand, it was one of the best lays of his entire life and the cleric did not want it to end so soon.

“Well I suppose if I already paid…” Button Mash muttered while tapping his forehooves together nervously.

“Good thinking.” Night Sky complemented. “After all, what kind of boyfriend experience is complete without a little shower sex.”

Button Mash blushed. “That does sound nice…”

Night Sky grinned, and began to thrust in slow, deep motions, his cock hardening inside of Button Mash’s well used ass. “But first, what do you think of round two?”

Button Mash grinned, and pushed back against the zebra. “I think that sounds even better.”

Button Mash stumbled over to the door, a blissful look on his face. “Thanks for letting me use the shower. You filled me up so much that I didn't think I’d be able to walk.” Button Mash exclaimed, the pony’s speech a little slurred.

Night Sky smiled, and flicked the mane from his face as he strode over to the doorway. “Not a problem my dear. You did pay for the full experience after all.”

The cleric blushed even harder, aware of, but not unbothered by the fact that he hadn't managed to get any additional information from the zebra. The sheer amount of pleasure he was experiencing was more than enough to outweigh that guilt however, and he merely smiled a little wider.

“Still. Thank you. That was really nice.” Button Mash repeated.

Night Sky bowed low, smiling all the while. “It was my pleasure.”

“I better get going.” Button Mash began, only to be caught by the zebra’s hoof.

“Before you go. I thought you should know that I work every Monday, Wednesday and Friday.” Night Sky remarked.

“Oh um thank you. But I don't know if I have enough to afford you anytime soon.” Button Mash exclaimed sadly.

The zebra smiled. “How does a fifty percent discount sound then? Provided you come by at the same time you did today.”

“Well I uh.” Button Mash looked down nervously, tugging at his robes and blushing profusely. “I might be able to make that work but what did I do to deserve such a discount?”

The zebra smiled, and leaned forward, gently moving a strand of hair that had fallen over the pony’s eye. “I have a soft spot for cute stallions. And your just about the cutest I’ve met.”

Button Mash opened his mouth to speak, only to find that he couldn't muster a response at first. “Okay, good bye.” He blubbered, before turning and all but running away.

Stupid, stupid, stupid. The pony cursed, mentally berating himself for his awkwardness, and the very little information he had gained from the encounter.

While this happened Night Sky stood in his door, watching the feminine stallion’s ass bounce away and disappear around the corner. “If you come back too many times your going to give me diabetes.” He muttered to himself.

He smiled. “It would be worth it though.”

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