Alphabittle shuffled his hooves as he waited for his audience. If he had been back in Bridlewood, or even Maretime Bay, his nerves would be solid. But here in Zephyr Heights, the grandness of it all was overwhelming. He wasn’t used to this level of technology—or shininess. The pegasus guards were always pretty uptight when he was around as well. He glanced down the hall in either direction and found no ponies save for the two guards at the door. He glanced at them and they simply looked down to him...even though he was taller. How did they do that?

Somepony finally opened the door and motioned Alphabittle to follow her inside. He walked through the doors into a fancy room with a fancier desk in the middle and an even fancier pony behind it using a fancy pen to sign a fancy document. She glanced up and locked eyes with Alphabittle, her businesslike expression softening at the sight of the enormous unicorn stallion.

She gave the document to the pony who'd led Alphabittle in and stood up to greet him with a smile.

"Alphabittle! Welcome to Zephyr Heights."

"Thank you, Queen Haven. It's an odd experience, being here."

The beautiful mare waved a hoof. "Please, just call me Haven." Alphabittle fought to keep his thoughts professional as she trotted over and embraced him. “Let’s go get some lunch. I’m starving. Besides, negotiations always go better with a meal.” She turned towards a side door and began walking away.

Alphabittle nodded, not quite able to keep his eyes off her swaying flanks as he followed her out of the room.

Queen Haven led her guest to the commissary. She actually was pretty hungry, but she'd also had some other ideas ever since she'd noticed Alphabittle looking, or rather staring at her on the day they got their magic back. She hadn’t minded, of course. After all, she took very good care of herself, from the finest of beauty regimens to making sure every muscle of her body was in tip-top shape. He wasn’t so hard on the eyes, either, if perhaps a little scruffy.

She shook her head—she liked to entertain such ideas, but there was some real business to attend to for now. She looked at the ambassador and couldn’t quite stifle a small chuckle at the sight of him gingerly placing various items on his tray with his magic. Haven's well-practiced wings were quick and adept, yet Alphabittle's use of his newfound magic reminded her of her children when they were foals, just learning how to use their own wings.

“What are you laughing at?” He had no smile, yet his words carried mirth.

“Oh. You just remind me of my children when they were learning to use their wings. They were also very gentle and deliberate with their movements. Especially Zipp. I’m sure you have similar memories.”

A tender smile crossed Alphabittle's face as they walked towards their table. “Yeah, I have a few. A little different given—” He gestured to his forehead. “—our different parts. But we had quite a few foals in our village try out so many different things. They did obvious stuff like play fighting and using their horn for carving, but some figured out other tricks. One even figured out how to help ponies style their hair with it. Not sure how, honestly.”

“Her horn was probably very warm. We have devices here that we use to style our manes. They are cylinders that produce heat.”

The unicorn furrowed his brow in thought. “I suppose that could have been it. Though it was still highly inappropriate. It’s not right, having everypony touch your horn like that.”

Queen Haven was suddenly very interested. Being Queen, talks of etiquette were very helpful in maintaining good relationships. She leaned forward on the table with her face in her hooves. “Why isn’t it right? Some sort of taboo, I take it.”

Nervousness flashed across the strong stallion's eyes as he lightly tapped his hooves together. He cleared his throat, “It’s a traditional frame of mind with...childish origins, admittedly.” Alphabittle took a breath. “All unicorns grow up learning a rhyme, and the rhyme has...guided our thinking. So, now, waving your horn around for everyone to touch is something we just don’t do.”

Haven leaned in a little closer. “What’s the rhyme? This is fascinating to me.”

Alphabittle leaned back, waving a hoof. “Eeh, it’s a bit childish.”

“Oh that’s okay. I know how silly children’s rhymes can be.” Queen Haven smiled at her guest.

“Okay, it goes like this,” Alphabittle cleared his throat once more,

A unicorn’s horn makes his stride
The horn is the source of his pride
Each horn born is unique
Looking très magnifique
So be nice, or your brains will be fried

Queen Haven chuckled and gave a little clap of her hooves. She smiled and saw just the hint of a blush creep onto the stallion’s face. He was adorable as his smirk spread, bunching his freckles up on his cheeks. He puffed his chest out just slightly, giving a slight air of pride at having entertained his audience. He was so much like…

“You know,” His words cut off her thoughts. “I never thanked you.”

Queen Haven cocked her head at his suddenly somber face. “Thanked me for what?”

Alphabittle reached across and took her hoof in his own. “For saving my life at the lighthouse.”

Haven stared at the stallion for a moment. The sudden deep words caught her off-balance, but her smile widened and she gripped his hoof a bit tighter. “I am so very glad I did. You are a wonderful stallion.” She released his hoof as they both sat back up. “And you're so proper. You certainly know how to be while with royalty. And something also tells me you’d know how to be when I take the crown off.”

Her own words surprised her, but she didn’t show it. They were out and she would hold her gaze to see how they played out. Alphabittle, for his part, also maintained a cool demeanor. He had been taking a drink when she spoke and did not end up spitting it out all over the table, a quality she had to admit was attractive.

He set his glass down and swallowed, sending an exhilarating tingle up her spine as he squared his body to hers and met her eyes.

The door to the bedroom exploded open and the two ponies stumbled inside, barely able to keep their hooves under them. Haven kicked the door closed behind her and pushed the muscular stallion toward her bed, never breaking her kiss. She climbed on top of him and straddled his barrel, meeting his lips the whole time as their tongues swirled together in a dance heralding the bliss to come. Alphabittle ran his hooves down her neck and the sides of her barrel, sliding under her wings.

Haven threw her head back and gasped as her wings flared to their full reach. Alphabittle pulled back and stared, wondering if he had hurt her somehow. She was trembling slightly as she took long, slow breaths. Finally she let out a small chuckle and looked down at her guest. “I’m sorry about that. It’s just been a while since I’ve had a stallion just...grab me like that.”

“Are you—”

“Oh I’m fine. Better than fine, even.” She leaned back down and put her muzzle to his ear, “And I’m certainly ready to continue our negotiations.” She nibbled his ear and drew out a gasp before jumping completely off of him and landing next to the bed. Unsure of the proper etiquette, Alphabittle rolled over to follow her, but Haven put her hoof on his back, stopping him and bringing him face-to-face with the sexiest bedroom eyes he'd ever seen. "Sh-sh-sh, you just lay there and let me have my fun."

Haven started with her caplet, detaching its clasps and swinging it around her form in a flourish. With a flick of her hoof, she sent it through the air to land on Alphabittle’s eager snout. He inhaled her lovely perfume from it and pulled it away to reveal her tail shaking in his face. Try as he might, the Queen had mastered her tease and revealed nothing as her tailband glinted in the light. Alphabittle almost felt disappointed as she twirled back around to face him, but those ice blue eyes were a welcome consolation prize.

With one hoof on her crown and the other on the back of her head, Haven removed both in one motion, letting the breathtaking waves of periwinkle fall over her shoulders. She set her crown and hairpin on the nightstand and approached her waiting stallion, getting right up to his snout and pecking him on the lips.

“Hello, handsome stallion. Shall we ravage the Queen’s bed with our bodies?”

‘Um...aren’t you the Queen?”

“Do you see a crown on my head?”

“Um…” Alphabittle’s brain finally clicked, and his grin nearly split his face in two. “I do hope the Queen doesn’t come in while I’m pounding the bed through you.”

With some effort, Alphabittle managed to pick up his lady in his magic as he got off the bed. She giggled at the sensation as he pulled all the rumpled covers off the bed and laid her on her back on the smooth sheet. Climbing on top of her, he ran his hooves up her body and under her wings once again, the stimulation leaving her writhing and moaning at his touch, as her wings opened allowing him more access. He made his way up and brushed some hairs from her face and he leaned in to kiss her once more. Her lips were so wonderfully soft.

Haven could feel his hot tip beginning to poke at her nethers and started to feel a little embarrassed. While she wanted him, her body wasn’t quite ready. She looked into his eyes to apologize, but his warm smile gave her pause.

“Allow me, my Queen.” He began kissing down her torso, making sure to caress her spots below her wings on his way down. Her scent was growing as he got closer and he felt his own excitement rising. Finally, he was there. He put his muzzle to her lips and heard her gasp out as he inhaled deeply. Her sex smelled very distant, so his tongue came forth to call it out. He dragged his wet muscle up through her slit, tasting the beginnings of her excitement. Her coos encouraged him to continue, alternating between long strokes of his tongue and gentle kisses around her lips.

Slowly, her flower began to bloom to his loving caresses, and her sweet nectar began to flow. Alphabittle found it near impossible to stay away from her honey pot once it was flowing. He lapped at it like he hadn’t had anything to drink in days, enjoying the sweet nectar. Occasionally, his tongue would travel a bit further south to tickle her taint and cause her to jump just a little. He was so enthralled in her flavors that he didn’t respond to the first two times Haven called out to him. It was only when she yelled out his name that he stopped and removed his muzzle from her nethers. Her lidded eyes and quick, choppy breathing told him everything: Tongue was nice, but what she really needed was a nice, big cock.

Alphabittle didn’t need to be told twice. He climbed up onto the bed, revealing his fully erect penis to the waiting Queen. She saw it twitch in rhythm and catch the light, revealing its glistening tip. Her breath quickened as he climbed up between her legs and she felt the heat of his massive meat. He lined himself up and placed his tip at her entrance. The heat and contact made her suck in a breath and want it more. But he just stayed there. She churned her hips and looked up to see a big grin on the stallion’s face. He made eye contact, then pushed all the way in. His medial ring stretched her lips to the point of pain, but once inside, she felt it rubbing her inner sensitivity very nicely.

The weight of his body on hers drove his shaft to it’s hilt, grinding their pubic arches together. Haven nearly came just from the pressure placed on her clitoris. Alphabittle was heavy. Much heavier than any of her previous guests in her bedroom. He overshadowed her frame as he began moving within her. Small movements at first to help her get used to him, which soon lead to long and deep thrusts, his medial ring stretching out her lips with each push and pull. The pain mixed with her pleasure and soon had her bucking her hips to meet the thrusts of her lover.

Alphabittle could barely hold back when Haven began meeting his thrusts. He didn’t want to be the type of pony that finished so quickly, so he warned her that he was close but she merely redoubled her efforts on him. With a loud grunt, he shoved Haven down into her bed and unloaded his balls into her hungry snatch. Shot after shot wailed on her inner walls, causing her own body to begin clenching.

Her pussy gripped his cock so tight, she could feel each individual vein. Then her mind exploded, sending convulsions of pleasure throughout her whole body. Her wings unfurled under her and began flapping arhythmically. Her barrel couldn't decide if it wanted to relax or die as she squirmed and held onto Alphabittle as tight as she could. She continued to hold him even as her orgasm ended and her breathing began returning to normal.

Finally she released her hooves, allowing Alphabittle to rise above her. She looked into his eyes and took in his whole visage. His masculine hair and beard. His grin, once more upon his face as he gazed down at her. Queen Haven still wanted to be with him. This was uncommon as she usually would send her consort away as soon as she was done with him. But right now she wanted the complete opposite. She wanted him to stay. She wanted him to hold her in his hooves. He leaned down and gave her a gentle kiss on her lips, then promptly fell over to one side in exhaustion. Luckily Queen Haven was able to fold in her wing to avoid having it crushed by the massive weight of the pony.

She turned her head to glance at Alphabittle and smiled while he did the same. He reached up and brushed her mane from her face as she wrapped her foreleg around his chest. Then she started giggling which soon turned to laughter, drawing Alphabittle into the mirth with her. After about a minute, she gazed up into his eyes once more and drew little circles on his chest with her hoof. “That’s the best I’ve had since…” her eyes dropped, suddenly somber.

Alphabittle wrapped his own foreleg around the mare and kissed her forehead. “It’s okay. Just let me hold you.” He could feel her gentle breathing as she nuzzled deeper into his forelegs. Her warmth and breathing caused a stirring in his chest as he let his mind wander. She was beautiful and really had her people’s best interests in heart. She was kind and was certainly more open to the mingling of the tribes than either himself of the earth ponies. Although, this experience had certainly made him more open to it.

She was a sexy mare and he found himself thinking about what it might be like to stay with her. It was certainly more cushy here than it was in Bridlewood. He imagined walking into her office to walk her back to her room after a long day, and just holding her like he was doing now. He imagined having a fight and then making up with hot and heavy sex. He imagined adopting two pegasi that he would be proud to call his daughters. Her muzzle shifting on his chest brought forth the realization that he was falling for this mare in his hooves.

They both began to doze in their afterglow when Queen Haven spoke up once more, “I need to invite you over more often.”

Alphabittle chuckled. “Yeah. You sure know how to treat an ambassador.”

Queen Haven nipped at Alpabittle’s neck, sending another shiver through the stallion’s body. She pressed her body closer to his while he still held her and began rubbing herself against his sheath. His soft gasp merely encouraged her to continue. “Sounds like you’re ready for another round.”

Alphabittle began his own movements, adding to the friction. “You may be right, Haven. Little Bittle seems to have woken from his nap.”

Giggles exploded from Haven’s lips. “Little Bittle? Really?”

His tip found her entrance and slid in easily thanks to their previous fluids, eliciting a gasp from the mare. “Yes.” Alphabittle grinned as he bottomed out once more. “Really.”

They soon found their rhythm. More relaxed than their previous passion filled entanglement. This time they were simply enjoying each other’s bodies. They were enjoying the closeness and the intimate contact. And if Queen Haven were to be completely honest, she was enjoying the company of this charming stallion. She felt cared for and loved in his forehooves. She pulled him closer and bit his neck as he bottomed out in her once more. He felt so amazing.

Suddenly the door to the room opened. “Hey mom, I was just wondeerrrwhat is going on?!”

Alphabittle froze momentarily then used his magic to pull the blankets over them as quickly as he could. Queen Haven lifted her head to look at her daughter, Zipp in the doorway. She squeezed the cock buried in her snatch as hard as she could and stated simply, “I’m handling the negotiations with our new friends.”

Zipp rolled her eyes. “Ugh. Just...Lock your door next time! Geez!” Then she slammed the door closed.

Haven began to giggle and mention something about her daughter, but Alphabittle cut her off by rolling completely on top of her again. He began pounding her harder than he had the first time. Her bed was beginning to squeak under the strain as the slaps of their wet groins added to the symphony. The dual sensations of her cervix getting kissed and the wind being pushed out of her with each thrust caused her to grunt and groan uncontrollably.

She felt Alphabittle slam hard and hold himself in. Then he erupted in her pussy once more. It was even hotter and more forceful than the last one. The jet of cum on her cervix sent her over the edge again. Her entire pelvis clenched and the spasm travelling up her spine sent her wings flapping wildly. She kept her hindlegs wrapped around the stallion as tight as she could as she rode out her second orgasm of the evening, enjoying every single internal and external sensation that her nervous system was registering.

When she began to come down and the stars cleared from her vision, Alphabittle was there smiling. He had such a handsome smile that she found herself wishing she could see it every day. She pulled him down into a passionate kiss and added his personal visits to the list of items that still needed to be negotiated.

Author's Note

A lovely little story about our favorite New Generation leaders.

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