The sentence of Hunger

Gilda is motionless in bed, for some reason she had the incredible need to wake up, her body had just managed to process some of the sleeping pills, which added to the incredible amount of screams that resounded in the room and caused her to wake up slowly, without a doubt her body felt much better, but his mind for some reason was incredibly slow, she wanted to go back to sleep.

That was until she noticed that the screams were from Hunger, Fighting back the need to rest, she manage to move her head up and groggily open her eyes, in the ground was her lamp turned on, the room where she was a mess, the little furniture it was was broken apart, the wall had cracks jus like somegriffin punch it, in some of them were little splashes of blood, "W-what?"

Then suddenly the perpetrator showed itself, hunger screaming while he tried to swat something out of the air, one of his hands covering his good eye, meanwhile, the milky eyes that he still had tried to look around, "H-Hunger?" he did not appear to listen, he just swatted around, ever so slowly looking that he was getting tired, still confused Gilda looked around the room, noticing the crow that was keeping his distance out of the range of Hunger, with some blood on his beak, she could swear that she knew that crow... "Nevermore?"

When the crow finally manages to hear, it looked at Gilda and smiled, in a good imitation of the voice of hunger he said, "I'm sorry, goodbye", and then running from the crime scene she looked how it flew away. The brain of Gilda still worked hard to understand the situation, until Hunger in his blindness hit a wall whit his head, hearing a sickening crack, she finally stood up fast and run close to him, "HOLY BUCK, Are you ok dweeb!?"

Hunger groaned in response as he fell to the ground, when she got closed, she manage to see that he did not appear to be hurt in the head, but he still was clutching his eye, Gilda tried to take the hand out to access the damage, but his arm was grip tight around Hunger socket, "Hunger please, let me check."

Hunger looked fearful, "N-no... first tell me what hour it is..."

Gilda felt dumbfounded, "What? no, you were freaking out because you were blind, were you not? let me check"

Hunger shooked his head, but winced when he did "P-please, tell me what hour it is, I NEED YOU to tell me it's about 23:21 or later... Please."

She was about to say no, but when she saw the face of Hunger... he looked so pleading, giving a sight of defeat, she looked at the clock in the room, the crystal on the face was cracked, but she could still read it... 22:57, she was about to tell her the exact hour, but then she doubt when she saw him, he was shaking, like fretting about the answer, should she tell the truth? or should she tell him what he wanted to hear? after thinking for some seconds she decided, "it is 21:23."

Hunger gave a sigh of relief and dropped his hand off his face, "Thanks good." when he opened his eye, she saw how it had a small hole in it "Gilda? is that you right?" his eye started to move up and down, checking if he was right before she could respond, he spoke again "yea it is you."

Gilda blinked, "You can still see?"

"Yea... barely that it is" He blinked many times, "Is like I have a black pit in the middle of my vision."

Gilda started to make him stand up "then why did you freak up?"

"Well, I want to see how would you take the fact that a fuking crow was trying to rip your good eye out, adding to the fact that already he had a taste at you once in your eye."

Gilda looked furious "W-WHAT!? I'm going to eat that bucking bird!" Gilda was about to run off.

"WAIT!" when Hunger screamed, he flinch and grab his head, when he heard Gilda stop moving he continue, "He had a good reason, do not hurt him, he kinda just save your life."

Gilda just gave him a disbelief look "how?"

"I-I explain later, Can you help me to get to my resting grounds? I need to sleep off my concussion."

Gilda raise an eyebrow, then she remember that hunger probably couldn't see her disapproving face, so she just took a deep sigh, "sure dweeb, can you tell me the way?"

Hunger noded at first, then he winced, and proceeded to speak, "Yea, I tell you in the way, is very close."

Hunger tried to walk, but almost fall to the ground, Gilda manage to catch him and make him put his weight on her "Woah, dude, remember that you ask for my help"

Hunger blinked a little, "right, it was more in case that I fell unconscious on the way there, but this helps too."

They proceeded to walk to the end of a hallway, Gilda's body was a lot less sore and her wing did not hurt her unless she move it, the door was different from the other rooms, this was an iron door, Gilda raised an eyebrow but did not say anything else, when she opened it, expecting perhaps a little more decoration than the other rooms, she found out... Only a bed sheet and a pillow, "Dweeb... Where is your bed?"

Hunger looked at her with doubt on his face, "I do not have one, why?"

Gilda raises an eyebrow, "are you telling me that you sleep on the ground"

Gilda looked at him with the best piercing look that she could, which was lost since Hunger had a hole in the eye where her face would be... But in some strange way, he could still feel the stare, Hunger, even in his pitiful state, he was sure that he could kill her, which added to the fact that he really did not care about dying, only his soul wanted him to survive, the soul which couldn't do anything since there was no such rule on it that it does not let him be killed by not defending himself.

If nothing death would be a sweet release, but now, in some strange way, he was intimidated, he gulped loudly, and a male voice that he did not recognize in his head spoke, -Son, if you ever have the disgrace of getting married... even if you do not, always keep this advice on your head, DO NOT EVER CROSS A WOMAN.-

He was not sure why she even is mad, indeed, he does not have much female interaction since... like more than 300+ years, but probably they are still the same right? why is she mad... he had to answer before Gilda's mood get even worse, "T-that... would be accurate, yes."

Gilda's eyes twitched, "how long?"

Hunger started to sweat, he should try to avoid the question? perhaps deflect? if he told the honest truth, he probably was not going to get alive out of this, so he just avoided the worse path "I have slept on the floor of this building since the day arrive, in other words, 3 weeks and 2 days."

Hilda hissed, "3 weeks!? why not sleep in the room you gave me!?"

Hunger wanted to look away, but he knew that was already not necessary since he had a black hole in where Gilda's face should be "W-well, I'm kinda prohibited from sleeping in the VIP room, or the barracks for that matter."

"...Why is that?" her voice suddenly was stony cold, Hunger wanted to look what her expression was, he was curious, but some things are better left unknown, because if he saw the face of pure hatred and fury that she had, he probably would had wanted genitals were to piss his fear.

The worst part is that this sentiment was not pointed at him... Yet, with some effort, he maintained his voice of faltering "Well, Celestia kinda toll me not to, because I do not deserve con-" Suddenly the air fell chilly, to the point that Hunger fear frostbite, he cleared his throat to gain time to regain his composure and he started again, "because I do not deserve comfort." he was going to leave it at that, but he continued by pure instinct, "She said."

And He was ever so glad that he did it because he felt later a raging inferno, her words felt like molten lava, "And why she said that?"

"B-because of what I'm, species-wise that is." what was this feeling, what is going on, why he felt like he was drowning?... Then he noticed, the potential in this person, no, in this griffon, is this why she had so much of an explosive 'personality'? did he really need to be half-blind to just notice it? probably.

He had to defuse the situation fast, he could feel the magic potential of her feelings, so he spoke the first thing that came to mind, "I think I should sleep in the infirmary, after all, I do not want to be alone this night."

The torrent of feeling stopped for a moment, and he was than- O GOD IS STRONGER NOW, Gilda utter the more simple of words, "No."

He was moving around, he was getting 'manhandle', and he was walking because of the fear of being ripped apart, there were moments when he did not even need to walk, and when he less expect it, he was roughly trow into a bed, "OOF" into a not so comfy bed, but for someone which had not given himself this luxury for over 300+ years, it was his little patch of heaven in hell.

Hunger wanted to get off, he did not want to be here, the part about Celestia denying him the bed was true, but he was more than glad to do it because he told himself that he did not deserve it. but suddenly Gilda snatches him in her talons, "Ho no, you don't." Then she proceeded to thrust him into her chest, the aroma was intoxicating for him, it hit all the good spots in his brain and mind, and he wanted the comfort.

But he was stubborn, he wanted to give know his 'displeasure'(?), but the only thing that it sounded like were grunts in protest, he tried moving his body or arms to get out but Gilda was smart enough to pin every limb he had, he could try to brute force it but he was not that far gone, so after tiring himself, he gave in.

He couldn't look at the face of Gilda, but her tone of voice was warning enough, "You told me that if you wanted to heal me, I had to rest first, and if that much is true, then you need to rest too!"

Hunger wanted to deny it, but he thought of an excuse fast to not lose his resolve of getting out of there, -I just need to sleep 2 hours tops to fix myself, yes, that it is, so if I'm here I will wake up Gilda and that is rude-, he wiggly again, but he was out of juice, both in body and mind. He could lie to himself that doing an operation was easy with his hands and runes, but that would be technically a lie, he still needed to make sure the hands did the right moves, and he still needed to use his mental power to use the runes, he also uses all the mental power that he could muster to kick up his mind so he would get tired before reaching Gilda's room, only for not just failing, but also suffering a lot of damage to his mind with all the pain he felt.

That added the fact that he could feel the warnings of a concussion, he could try to disconnect his mind from his brain, but it would need demon 'juice', a thing that he was running extremely low on. He needed to rest so his body may process all the food he had eaten to demonic energy, he needed to rest so his cells may rest so he may bost them again so he may have a whole vision again, he needed to rest because Gilda needed to rest, and if he tries to run again, Gilda would stop him.

He gave up, he accepted the welcome comfort, he accepted not being alone when he sleep, and he tried to speak more calmly, when Gilda notice that he was not struggling anymore, she let him out of her feathers fluff, "Is funny you know, ever since I know you, my tendency to get hurt had gotten worse."

Gilda smiled, even when Hunger couldn't see her, he could see her cocky smile, and he confirm it when she spoke "What, I'm too much for you to handle little dweeb?"

Hunger scoffed, then he gave a cocky smile back, "Be careful, if you keep it up, my little soldier will w-UNF."

Gilda silenced him by pushing his face to her tuft, Hunger did not manage to see her blush a little, "Good thing I have the advantage then." Gilda stayed silent for a moment, she did not feel any bulge, but she wanted to check anyways, so managing to move her tail she checked if there was something there. She heard Hunger laugh in her chest, noticing how she was discovered she blush a little harder, her feather standing out by instinct, she knew what he was going to say was going probably blushed her even more, but she had to listen, "What is so funny?"

"it funny how horny are yo- auch" Gilda started pinching his cheek, "hey if you want to see it, you have to invite me to dinner-" She started to pinch his other cheek, keeping him in place with her back paws, Hunger looked like he was going to say another witty remark, but his words could no longer be understood with the double frontal attack they were giving him to his cheeks.

Gilda smiled, gaining a little resolve, "Man, if you want me so badly to invite you to dinner, just say so, maybe if you are a good little boy I can help you lose your virginity." suddenly, Hunger stop trying to say something, Gilda manages to notice how his cheeks were turning red, not because the assault they were getting, but because how embarrassing it was. Gilda blinked in surprise, "No way." Hunger did not move, in a foolish attempt to maybe play dead, but it was too late, the shark had smelled blood in the water "YOU ARE A VIRGIN?"

The concussion made itself known, but he was too embarrassed to care, he tried to control his blood so it may not show his blush, but he was too tired and also it was a sore spot for him. Gilda stopped her attack to put her claw over her face, trying to stop her laugh, finally free, he hid his face in the fluff of Gilda, while his voice was muffled, she still heard him, "fuck offffffff."

Gilda couldn't believe it, she finally had spotted a weakness in the armor, all these times she got blushed, she could make him pay back, "What, waiting for the right gal little dude?" Gilda tried to take his face out of her chest so she may see the sweet crops of her vengeance, much to his delight, hunger was too weak to give too much resistance, and his face was positively blushed, she smiled even harder, "I bet this is the most positive affection of the opposite gender that you had gotten"

Hunger Just blushed even harder, her shit-eating grin of her was getting bigger, he was unable to concentrate on killing his blush, "What is wrong with waiting for the right one?" he murmured, knowing full well what was coming.

"Awwww, You can't just say that being so small and all, that is cheating, tell you what, why I do not just kiss you? maybe if you stop being a virgin of lips you can handle me." Then the unexpected happened, Hunger, the adult over 300+ years scrunched his face, "aww, come here." Gilda made a big show that she was trying to kiss him.

"Fine, you want to play whit fire? do not blame me for getting burned!" Hunger almost miss her beak thanks to the fact that he still was half blind, but he manage to hit the spot and kiss her, Gilda tried to flinch away, but it was too late, he had already sprung his trap, in the sudden action of Hunger she let go of her grip of Hunger front hoves, which grab her face and pinned her to his lips.

Normally, for a kiss to happen between a specie with a muzzle and one with a beak, It would be normally awkward at first while they got used to the difference between them, but here that did not happen, Because Hunger did not let that happen, this was not a newbie kiss, he knew exactly what to do and what not, Gilda was along by the ride at the start, she felt it was wrong, it was weird to be kissing a guy so small, but then his tongue happened, his tongue was incredibly large, it hit sensitive parts of her mouth that not even she knew existed, she did not know when it happened, but she started to kiss back, it is true that she was not yet in control and perhaps she had made a misstep or two, but she fixed with her eagerness.

Hunger was thankful for his past self, since he literally in his paranoia, made a 'doll' to practice kissing... yes just for that, totally just for that.

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Gilda wouldn't admit it, but she did not have any action in a long time, so she couldn't help to get a little too excited. She Proceeds to get on top of him, using her whole body to pin him down, she liked being in control, and Hunger for the first time didn't mind being more passive, her tail getting coiled around one of his back legs, his hands grabbing and massaging her ass, all happened in bliss, all the aches of her body, all the pain of her wing were ignored and they starter to flutter, while Hunger enjoys this new kind of intimacy, even if they wanted to keep exchanging their saliva, they had to breathe, or that was Gilda thought for a moment, for some reason, her need to breathe and shortness of breath began to disappear, for a moment she thought he was falling unconscious, but when she opened his eyes in surprise, she didn't notice any sign that she was falling unconscious.

It was weird at first, but then she started to melt under Hunger's administration, without really thinking, her tail started to try to find her way under Hunger's crotch, only to find nothing again, but her mind did not care, she was starting to hump at him, fluid falling down her crotch and into Hunger white fur, her mind started to fog and she was hoping there to be more, even if she regrets it in the morning, she wanted to go all the way, even if that meant taking the virginity of this guy... Wich she had to admit, that it sounded pretty good, she wanted to claim him, to make him hers.

The room started to smell like an over-excited griffon, she was sure that in the morning she would swear she was in heat, but then hunger tried to pull away, she did not let him at first, trying to chase him while he got deep in the mattress, but then when she saw that he was not kissing her back anymore, she let out a moan in frustration and pulled away, taking for the first time big breaths of the mess they were making, she practically begs "Come on dweeb, do not blue bean me."

Hunger just looked smug, he could make an idea of what kind of face she was making, after all, her breaths were heavy and he could see somewhat the deep blush she was having, "Sorry, but you are not getting under my pants until we know each other more, I kinda want my first time to be full of love-"

Gilda groans in exasperation, "Come on! you were literally deep-throating me with your tongue not thirty seconds ago, Let me have this." When she finished her words, she kinda felt ashamed of practically trying to twist his wrist into doing this, but before she could fix what she meant, something happen in her back. A Sudden jolt of pleasure made all her way to her brain, something soft was touching her entrance, she got o so ever so excited, so much that she had to look at what his male friend was packing under all that mystery, but when she stood up a little to see under her belly and she saw... Still nothing? "huh?"

"let me finish, I kinda owe you an apology for trying to kill you, so not going all the way does not mean I can not still shake your world."

If Gilda was of a more sober mind, maybe she would have asked about the whole part of 'trying to kill you', but alas, she was too horny to care "and how would you do that?"

Hunger wiggle his eyebrows "Do you prefer my tongue of my hands?"

Gilda blinked, thinking hard about the answer, it was true that her talons were similar to his hands, but his hands were a lot softer than hers, but then she remember his tongue... His big, meaty tongue that was able to deep throat her, "Tongue."

Hunger smiled, "Sweet, always wanted to try this, now sit on my face please"

Gilda blinked at the weird-sounding request, but after a moment she felt the need for release screaming in the back of her head, so accepting, she stood up and put her but in the face of Hunger. He was being smothered by the ass, the feminine musk he smelled was intoxicating, and he did not mind the little smell of sweat that he could feel.

It was the first time seeing one so close since he had only a little eyesight he took his time to see it all, her griffin hood was similar to a human one, and he was kinda glad to see the lips hidden between her nether regions cover in a little different fur to show their existence, but then Gilda started to wiggle her ass "Come on dweeb, as much in enjoying your breath I'm there, that really won't do-" before she could continue Hunger extended his tongue and gave her a big lick without entering too much, at the sudden spike of pleasure, Gilda's legs gave up, falling directly on Hunger face.

He did not mind at all, her taste was a surprise, it tasted kinda sweet but it had a more salty taste to it, probably because of all the sweating she was doing... But something absolutely catches him by surprise, he felt a cinnamon taste.

Gilda's voice was kinda shaky, "W-well? don't tell me that is all it?" and boy she was wrong, Hunger since he noticed the odd flavor, he proceeded to take his tongue deep under her sex, noticing that he was not crazy, for some strange reason it tasted a little like cinnamon, Hunger greedily sucked into it making Gilda squawk in surprise.

"H-holy-" He did not let her finish, and when he was done whit the tasting, he proceeded to plunge his tongue deeper, funny thing, it was not long before he manage to fill her interim canal whit his tongue, Gilda moaned in surprise pleasure, and before she could catch her bearings, he proceeded to massage her ass with his hands once again, while he kept her close to his face with his hoofs.

Gilda was getting quite vocal with her pleasure, so much so that his horns sparked to life and activates the runes in the door, they were there in case he wanted to have a private conversation with the VIP, but now they were serving another purpose at all, there are still healing creatures in the building and they needed their rest.

For some reason, in her bliss, Gilda started to lick his crotch, but he did not care, he only care about tasting the canal of this griffon, her inside convulsing, her athletic ass trying to press even more on his face, while he made sure to change from sucking to liking all the letters of the alphabet, he dared to explore the new grounds whit his fingers, lubricating it with the juices of Gilda and proceeding to penetrate her tender asshole whit just the middle finger, Gilda squeak in surprise and looked like she wanted to protest, but she was shut up again when Hunger hit her cervix whit his soft tongue.

It was too much, Gilda was at her limit in a moment, Hunger did not keep count, but for him, it would always come too soon. Gilda stiffened for a moment while her vaginal walls proceeded to try to keep his face and tongue inside her, then she convulse on top of him while her whole back got straight and she gave a scream in pure ecstasy "BUUCCK."

Suddenly Hunger's face was met by a sudden rush of girlcum, of course, he did not stop, he keep licking all through her sensible orgasm, giving little squeaks and moans of pleasure, she tried to get away to spare her sensible genitalia of the constant assault, but he grabs firm of her backside, her weak legs did not stand a chance and she collapses on him. like he was in a trance and not minding her lightweight at all, he continued to assault her love canal, Gidla enjoyed the afterglow and Hunger eating her out for a while, but regaining some of her composure she stood up whit more decision, and turn to face him.

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Hunger was disappointed, he was enjoying doing that, so he was making his displeasure known, but when Gilda proceeded to start kissing him, he instantly stops, this time the kiss was more gentle and more intimate, not rough kissing, not deep-throating, just a lovely kiss and some lick on his face.

Then Hunger snapped to reality when he heard something really odd... "i-is that... purring?"

Gilda's voice came out a little annoyed, but it was hard to make out with how contented and soft it sounded too, "shut up dweeb, let me enjoy the best 'eating out' afterglow that I ever had."

He granted her wish, and when his face was cleaned of her juices, she stopped and started to rub herself into him... "A-are you marking me?"

Gilda suddenly froze, "N-no...."

Hunger knew that this was not a normal thing to do with a one-night stand only, so he made his discomfort known, "Gilda, we just meet, please-"

"S-shut up dweeb! let me enjoy the moment, you can later take a bath if you do not like it." She went silent, and he proceeded to keep rubbing herself into him, giving a content sigh, she spoke again, "you had to go and ruin it, dweeb?"

Hunger scoffed, "Be thankful that I let you keep going, taking off markings of smell is not easy, you know?"

Gilda looked hurt at the comment, "Come on, I'm not that bad, I am?"

Hunger just deadpan at her, "is not that, is the fact that you are giving the wrong message"

Gilda blinked in confusion for a moment, then she opened her beak in an O in understanding, "yea, now that I think about it, I kinda had gone a little fast for just the second night I know you"

"Yup."

Gilda proceeded to hide her face in the crooked of his neck "Sorry about that, it is the hormones and all that"

"Yea, don't worry about it, I know how being a hormonal teenager can get- auch" Gilda hit him pretty hard on his shoulder once he finishes that words.

"Shut up." they stayed silent for a moment, enjoying the breath and the heartbeat of one another, "Thanks."

"Mhmm?"

"You know, for doing this, I kinda needed it, with all the things that had to happen and all that."

"I will keep a note to myself that you are very docile when you are in the afterglow."

Hunger flinched thinking that she was about to hit him again, but when the hit never came, he relaxed again, her Talon reaching for the back of his head, she started to caress him "If you tell anygriffin about this, you are dead"

"Duly noted" he returned the favor and caresses her.

"Now that I think about it, do you want me to return the favor?"

Hunger shook his head "Nah, when I do not have my balls, I also do not get overly Horny, probably the reason why I'm still a virgin."

Gilda laugh a little, "You didn't really move like a virgin"

"Yeah, neither did you" Gilda froze.

"I-I do not know what are you talking about"

Hunger smiled, he could practically feel her blush, "funny thing about my bloodline, I can apparently taste if someone actually is a virgin"

"..."

"..."

"Did I just lose all my witty chips by letting you eat me out?"

Hunger nodded, "Yup..."

"..."

"..."

"Let's just go to sleep please"

"Sounds fine to me." He proceeded to pick up the bed sheet with his horns and deactivated the runes in the door, after covering them, he closed his eyes "Good night."

"Goodnight dweeb."

Before the land of dreams claims him, he speeds up the regeneration of his cells.

Sleep, Hunger hoped that having someone present while he slept will help him not have nightmares, but life had other plans for him, he would have started to move around if were not for Gilda which was still pining for him down, he started to sweat and past vision began to hunt him.

It was one of the more tame ones, but even one of his more passive nightmares would cause a night terror to any sheltered pony of this kingdom.

He was so tired, he had made so many things in two days, that cause him to be enthralled with this nightmare, he did not notice this time the presence of another mind watching him.

When Princess Luna entered the dream, the first smell that hit her nostril was blood, when she manage to recover from the recoil, she notice she was in an underground room, different instruments littered the place, instruments that she had the unfortunate to know about.

So be it the brazen bull that still smell of burned hair and skin, or the rectangular wooden frame which had chains and two rollers at both ends, or the so-called 'Wooden horse" which had weights at its sides so the triangular prism contraption could split somepony in the middle.

"So tis is truth, his mind indeed must be vile if he knows about tis things" she was about to leave, but then she felt this dream was weird, it almost felt like... A nightmare.

She blinked and keep walking deeper into this dream.

Blood, urine, and fecal matter, the place was filled with terrible hints of what had happened in this place, but it was weird, it was too detailed, normally a dream will only focus such lived looks in the parts that the dreamer was focusing on, but in here it almost looked too real, to the point she wonders if she truly was still dreamed walking.

When she started to think that maybe he had used them so many times that caused these to reach such a level of detail in his dreams, she noticed a figure in one of those torture objects. In a spiked chair, sited next to a car which had a tray full of torture objects, there was a figure that she recognized after some time, Hunger was somewhat older in this dream, he was blindfolded, with a bosal in his mouth, on top of him there were several weights that surely ensured that his body was supported with as much weight as possible on the spikes.

He was chained down by his six arms, making sure that he couldn't escape even if he wanted. His breath was painful to hear and it was obvious that he was holding back any sound of pain that he may want to make.

Luna was dumfounded for a moment, she wanted answers, and she couldn't get them with him in that state, she tried to dispel the dream, but it keep itself together, Luna just blinked in surprise, and tried again with more magic, but the spell fizzle out again. She conclude that she would have to take a more direct approach, getting close, she notice his ears notice her presence.

He tried to say something, but the muzzle covering his mouth did not let him speak, sparking her horn to life, Hunger suddenly flinched and tried a futile attempt to get away, "Fear not, for it is I, Luna." He suddenly froze and luna could feel how the atmosphere changed.

The dream trembled, the nightmare wanted to keep tormenting him, but he was back in control thanks to the need to hide this horrible place, "GET OUT NOW", the dream crumble and when it disappeared, all that was left was Hunger and Luna over a black void.

Hunger was mad, once again Luna had entered his dream and this time she saw something that he did not want anyone to see, with his dream form back to normal, he saw the princes of the night with cold fury, "DO NOT ever enter my nightmares."

He knew that he couldn't demand this of her, after all, she was an alicorn and a ruler of the land, but he had to demand it, if she did not comply, he would probably just have to take measures to safeguard his dreams.

Luna just stared at him for a good moment, she didn't know what to say, but after a while, she arrive at a compromise, "I shall if thou answer some of our questions."

Hunger kept looking directly into her eye for a moment, but he nodded, he dislike this bargain, but he would probably have answered her questions anyways if she had asked nicely, "I shall answer the question that I can"

She nodded, "It is true that thou are a demon?"

Hunger froze for a moment -Of course, that the royal bitch told her sister what I was.- Hunger was about to nod when some blood started to get out of his nose "I can neither deny nor confirm that."

Luna frowned a little, "The soul contract?"

Hunger repeats, "I can neither deny nor confirm that."

Luna considered for a moment what she could ask, "It is true that thou can't lie?"

"Ever since I remember, it hurts me to lie, I suspect that I could train myself to be able to lie with a straight face, but that would not only take too long but also will feel too unnatural for my liking."

"I indeed felt the backlash of your lie the last time we saw each other" she remained silent, "Are thou evil?"

"I do not see myself as evil, but I'm not good either."

Luna frown again, "Please answer the question, yes or no"

Hunger remain silent for a moment, but spoke, "no."

Luna remains tense, "Let me rephrase that, do thou have ill intents to our ponys?"

"I do have negative emotions against them, I hate most of them, but even if I could, I will not act against them..." Luna sighed in relief, but then Hunger added, "That is, if I am not provoked."

Luna gave him a stern look, "please elaborate."

"would you remain still if one of your ponys tried to throw a stone at you? or even worse, at someone that you care about?"

Luna softens her face, "I... probably would not." they both remained silent for some time, then Luna spoke, "Do thou know why sister hates demons so much?"

"I believe they do have their story together, but probably would hurt me if I spoke too much."

Luna gave him a pleading look, "What thou can say?"

Hunger remains silent for some time, biting his cheek while he thought of the things he could say, "I believe that she faults them for your descent into madness-" Luna flinched at the words, but he continued, "and since the more weaker minded are what you think about us-" Blood suddenly shot out of his nose, he continued anyways, "she may have provoked some of them to descend into madness too, meaning that she probably had to deal with some of the more nasty ones in the past."

"What thou mean 'you are what we think about you?"

"Demons are equivalent to a psychological entity, or more likely, they change so they can adapt to the different worlds they habit, meaning that they will use your thoughts as a base to be more like what they are for the creatures of this world."

Luna's pleading look changed to one of epiphany, "That... makes too much sense." but then she looked at him, "But why thou are different?"

"I took steps to protect my mind before ideas that weren't mine arrive to me."

"Art their others?"

"Yes."

Silence again, she looked up and down at Hunger, "How many?"

"I do not know, I have not been in contact with the ones I knew before this, they may be already dead."

"... In your letters to my sister, thou keep telling her that killing you was a bad idea, why is that?"

"Demons have the tendency to help the world keep itself together, they do not arrive out of malice, but they arrive out of need, they bound the world together and use their power to control the universal laws, even the smallest of minors demons aid in this task, even more, the full demons practically can change the rules of the world with enough force-"

"That... really does not explain why would be a bad idea."

Hunger ignores her, "The bad side of having a living creature constantly making sure that things work like they should if they were to die, like the spring of a bow, it would be snapped out of place since the thing grabbing it is no longer there to keep it in place."

"Do thou mean..."

"Yes, it is quite accurate, if a demon were to die, the world would change in an intent to keep itself together, or related demons would suddenly gain the burden of maintaining that aspect of the universe, perhaps unwittingly changing the rules of the universe with just the thoughts on how that should work."

"That... makes too much sense."

Hunger looked surprised, "You are taking this news pretty well."

Luna's ears dropped a little, and she stop looking at the ayes of Hunger, "Well yes, before I got banished to the moon, I was the one in charge of taking care of the demons, some of them were sentient, but most of them were driven by pure instincts, but any time I found one big or extremely powerful and I killed it, when I came back there were always sudden changes or catastrophes happening, The ponies of the time used to think that my mere presence was what caused all this, so much so that sometimes I thought that I really was the problem..."

"That sounds about right."

Even when his voice sounded matter-of-fact, she still flinched, "So they were right, I was the problem."

"Well, technically yes, but you were not the only one, the Griffin had a tradition of hunting strong demons alone to prove themself, Dragons liked to eat them so they may get a little of their strength the aspect for themself, saddle Arabians usually made sure to kill any demon that they will find, without knowing that cause the once lush land to become a dry desert. Luna looked a little better knowing that she was not the only one making that fatal mistake, Hunger didn't seem to notice since he thought outlawed for a moment, "I think the only ones that manage to get it mostly right were the Zebras and their fellow species on the continent they were on"

Luna looked at him, her curiosity peaked, "what did they do?"

"They manage a way to use artifacts to bound minors aspects to objects, not letting them degrade right away, if they find a powerful one, they proceeded to seal it in a place where it couldn't damage no one, making sure to keep it well fed and healthy, if they found a sentient one, they took their time to convince them or to trade prosperity for a fair deal, n they made the pilgrimage of creating wards against them, creating defenses or charms that kept them away from inhabited areas."

Loona looked surprised, "...Did they really do so well? if so, why they did not help to fix our troubles?"

"Well, they did better than most, but they had the little problem of not having enough resources to keep them secure, so their population always were little for a giant work, so probably at that time they did not have people to spare to help the others... that and they focused so much in making sure that they were deal with, that they did not try to explore other continents."

"Thus... makes sense, after all, Pony kind find them, not the other way around"

"Well, this was easier than I thought, here for a moment I thought that you were about to call me a liar and proceed to liquefy my mind."

Luna scoffed, "Do not underestimate me, it is true that Celestia has a lot of experience in thus matters, but we also have hundreds of years in politics, and we did not feel any lie in thou words."

Hunger scoffed, "Then you probably are more experienced than your sister, she keeps insisting that I was making all this up."

Luna frowned, "Yes, thus is most troubling indeed, I shall see why is tis, since you are unable to tell me without hurting yourself." Luna's expression soften, "But I assured thou, there must be a good reason for her prejudice, after all, it was me who dealt with the worst part of your kind first, when she probably saw what I was dealing with, she must be quite shellshocked." Luna gave a melancholic look, "I always was the more war-minded out of the two, whereas Celestia was the motherly diplomat."

Hunger deadpan, "I did not know that sending threat messages was part of being a diplomat"

"...She what?"

"Right, so every time she makes sure that I can not keep the messages, but she always makes sure that I have in mind that my life is at her mercy, that added to the fact that she always gave me this look of 'i wish very much to smite you"

Luna looked at him with disbelief, "Thou are jesting... Right?"

Hunger deadpan harder, "No."

Luna looked in distress at the black void at her hoof, Hunger manage to hear barely, "What happened while I was away to thou sister mine?"

"Well, to be fair, I'm kinda playing along too, the hate is very much mutual"

Luna shooked her head, "Two wrongs do not make one right, is true that I'm disappointed with you since you are quite vocal in your letters, but having in mind the one-sided conditions of the contract that you are in, you are more than excused for being so upset"

Hunger leave a sigh that he did not know he was holding, he couldn't believe how understanding was luna.

"How long where you seal away?"

Hunger did a spite take, "SHE TOLD YOU?"

"Yes, she commented on me how thou said that 'Their ponys' had sealed thou away, and you manage to escape some days before me."

Hunger took a deep breath, then in a sigh of resignation he spoke, "I do not know exactly how long, but I was in a high-level prison, I also remember pieces of my past minds of how they were consumed with despair and rage-."

Luna shut him up with her hoof, "what thou mean 'Others minds'? Do thou suffer from multiple personalities?"

Hunger shook his head and took her hoof out, he was about to speak, but then close his mouth, then he started again, "We... I don't know when we... I? try to remember our... my mind hurts."

Luna got closer and her horn started to glow, "Hunger, are thou alright? thou were speaking in plural"

Hunger just shooked his head, He tried to say something, but he always manage to get a 'we', 'our' or 'us' first, Luna started to notice how the dreamscape was starting to get unstable, Luna murmured to herself "A compulsion?"

Hunger suddenly stops, and starts to blink rapidly while he looks around, "what happened? I feel like my mind went through a blender."

Luna looked at him with doubt on her face, "we think thou have a compulsion."

Hunger looked at her dumbfounded, "Do you mean that thing where someone inserted a need to do or forget about something in your mind?"

Luna nodded, "we could guess that thou would know that."

Hunger blinked, "Yea, some people had tried to brainwash me before, I mean, I could see if indeed I have a compulsion, but I would need a lot of food."

"If thou wish we can check for you."

Luna looked at him with pity and preoccupation written all across her face, "I... Kinda prefer only me to fuck with my mind, thank you very much."

Luna raises an eyebrow, "So have you done it in the past?"

Hunger covers his mouth for a moment, then take it out, "There are things that are better to forget."

Luna furrowed her eyebrows, "That... is not reassuring at all."

"Yeah, is not, but I prefer to stay sane"

Luna shooked her head, "we can understand thou"

"Luna, I do not want to be rude, but why are you speaking old equish?"

"We-, I mean, I still have not gotten used to speaking modern equish"

"Do you want me to help?"

"W-what? thou would... wait, you still not tell me how long were you sealed away!"

Hunger raises his front hoofs in defeat, "Fine, you got me, is kinda a part of my life I do not wish to remember, even to know how long I was away, but if I have to guess, my soul should be gone around more than 324 years."

"Do thou not know when it happened?"

"I kinda was living in reclusion for some years, so I do not know how long I was gone of the world." Luna looked like she wanted to say something but Hunger stop her, "So what do you say about the modern idiom thing?"

"W-well, to tell thou.-"

"You."

Luna clears her throat, "To tell you the truth, we-."

Hunger cuts in, "I"

Luna starts again, "I have been having some classes, but the real problem is we- I mean, I do not have too many people to practice with."

Luna's face flush a little when she admitted that she did not have people to speak to, "And let me guess, the ones that speak with you, do not say anything about it out of respect?"

Luna sighed in defeat, "Precisely."

Hunger smiled at her, "Well, I can help you with that if you do something in exchange."

Luna gave him suddenly an icy look, "Hmm? please pretell DEMON, what do thou want from us."

Hunger flinched at the accusatory voice she gave him, "I- wanted to ask you to help me not to have nightmares..."

Luna blinked, her face going back to normal, "Only that?" Hunger noded, Luna started to laugh, Hunger just raise an eyebrow, "Ho my, here we thought that thou would remember us of time of old, yes, of course, we gladly accept your bargain, but we shall come only when you really have a nightmare our there are none other that need or assistance."

"Ho boy, you just committed the worse mistake of your life, I ALWAYS, have nightmares"

Luna scoffed, "No pony always has nightmares, Hunger"

"Too bad, I'm not a pony, remember?"

Luna deadpan at him, "Thou know what we mean."

Hunger gave her a cocky smile, "First of all, is 'You', not Thou" Luna rolled her eyes, "second, I could bet you that I will keep having nightmares"

Luna got a mischievous smile, "Are thou- you sure?" Hunger nodded, "Well how about this, if you keep having nightmares for 1 month every time you sleep, W-I shall give you a gift."

"Fine, but if for some magical way I have a pleasant dream in that month, I shall give you one." Hunger thought for a moment, "Also, at some point, I will start to correct you anytime you say something that only includes ponys"

Luna raises an eyebrow, "Why is that?"

"because for some reason, most races have their way of just including their own species, when you can make it much more neutral if you just use the "person" thing, person is not a species, it's an individual, and no, it's not a demon thing or just a species, most species that live together in harmony in a town usually use person instead of their species, so you know, is a lot less racist."

Luna scoffed in indignation, "Ho come on, That is hardly racist"

"It is when you added to something other species can do!"

Luna deadpan hard, "Thou-"

Hunger cut her off, "You."

Luna roll her eyes, and tried again, "You have to be jesting, clearly there must be negative intent to make a racist comment."

"Ho boy, you would be surprised how many people think otherwise..."

And so they passed the rest of the night talking about anything that come up in the conversation, never having any awkward pauses, Like they knew each other all their life.

Hunger was... Happy, because he was talking to the mare that keep him from losing himself... The one person who help him remember when he had to eat himself, so he could create another 'Him', after all, Humans are social creatures.

A human that was sealed that long, that was unable to think and get any feedback was scarred for life, but for some reason he was not broken, cracked? absolutely, but not broken.

How?

Hunger knew the answer, but he did not want to remember, he knew that Luna was in the answer, but he did not want to remember all of it.

He was scared deep down of what it was, a question he asked himself many times, I'm the mind or the soul? if I lose all my memories, even who I am, it is still me? or I become someone else? if I regain my memories later, even after a lifetime away, It is still me? I become the past one? I keep the present one? Both fuse and I become one?

If I'm the mind, then how many times have I died?

He didn't want to know... but deep down he knew.

But for now, he could make it like he didn't know, and live in the moment, to live the today where he was speaking to a new friend, to be sleeping next to a beautiful female after he made her have a great time in bed.

To forget that he was a slave and how many times he had already "died".

But distraction can't last forever.

Sooner or later life catches up to you, and you have to remember it all.

He did not want to, but life did not care.

Because life is not fair.

Hunger opened his eyes, since he never had the light of day to wake him up, he just was confident in his internal clock to wake him up in the morning.

The first important thing that he noticed was the fact that his both eyes were fixed, which was good, is true that he could technically see still, but the reality of the situation was that he did not panic thanks to the fact that Gilda was still there.

The second thing was that he felt a weight in him, and some claws keeping his chest in place, when he looked down he noticed how Gilda had her face in his chest, she appeared to be enjoying the fact that her face was buried into the fur he had, when he looked at her beak, he noticed the fact that she was drooling all over him. Normally he would be annoyed about something like this, but right now he felt it was more funny than anything else.

He smiled at her, and seriously consider just trying to sneak away, but when he managed to grab the nightstand clock (which was on the floor), and put it in front of his face, he confirm that he had wakened up just when the sun should rise. The "should" be highlighted, since having in mind that it was literally the work of someone raising the sun, sometimes it took more minutes than others.

after debating with himself, he decided that he did not want to stand up just yet, he really did not want to know if panther had survived the operation and he did not want to risk his life once again, and even more important, his mind did not want to leave the comfort of another living creature hugging him tight in bed.

For his luck, he manages to convince himself that he needed to rest more to really protect the ponys, and thanks to that the soul contract did not activate for now

Without knowing, he started to caress the back of Gilda, while he was careful to pass for any sensible spots while he also injected some of his powers into her. Right now he was stimulating her cells to create new ones to repair the tissue, he learned the hard way that using his magic to just make the cells duplicate was a terrible idea, since this caused him to take time off their lifespan, the last thing he wanted is that when Gilda grow old to have a wing with one year difference between the other, which in the big scale it was not the big deal, but every year counts.

Ever so slowly, Gilda's body started to heal, at the beginning, she moved around because of how active her body had gotten, but then she settle down, once she stopped moving and he looked at the ceiling, he did not manage to catch the blush she had in her face.

Some time passed, and he made sure to take off her body 'needs' with his powers, he really did not want her to piss on him, he didn't want to know if he was that type of person.

Gilda had been wake ever since Hunger started to caress her, it had taken all of her willpower not to stand up and shriek in surprise once she noticed where she was, but she did not manage to not blush, but after praying to any deity that might be heard, apparently Hunger did not notice. She did not know what had gotten into her, why she was enjoying the sappy snuggle, why she felt warm in her chest every time he stroked her back, and why she felt butterflies flying in her stomach.

She literally just met the guy two days ago, was it because of all the trouble they had gotten together? She could have sworn that she had heard something about griffins after getting into a lot of trouble together, they usually develop strong feelings for each other, especially in life-and-death situations. Or it was because this is the most positive male attention that she had gotten in years? true, she was not inexperienced in love and had gotten into a relationship with a pony, but they broke up because she was too 'much' for the colt.

But this time was different, because this time she literally kick his ass while she was 'drug', and this guy had not only not go crying and running after the guard, but also had no trouble looking at her eyes at all, like he did not even care that she literally could rip his throat right now. Perhaps it was not fair to compare him with the ponys and how soft they normally were, considering that he literally eats meet like her, but that was the only thing that she could reliably compare him to, having in mind that she passed most of her life in fly school, which was mostly full of ponys.

-Hmm? what is that sound?... Hoh buck no- she without thinking, had started to purr, if before, this was awkward, now she was a perfect reference to a tomato, curiosity was killing her, she had to see how much this guy was making fun of her, however, once she opened her right eye a little, she noticed how he was not looking at her but simply at the ceiling with a sincere smile in his face.

She was ever so thankful for her race that gave her a little vision in these shadows, because now she could enjoy the sight without getting teased or being called a weirdo. Now that she could notice, he looked a lot more masculine for some reason... Also, she felt him a little taller too, she was probably a little taller than him, but this surprise was welcome anyway, she indeed enjoyed being taller than her mate, but being eye to eye was good too...

Wait, mate?

-WHAT THE BUCK GILDA, GET A HOLD OF YOURSELF-

"Shhh, is alright"

Gilda was surprised when she heard his voice, did he know what she was thinking? -HOH BUCK HOH BUCK-

"Gilda I do not know what the fuck are you dreaming, but please try not to do new claw marks, I just finish healing the last ones"

-Huh?- when she managed to get a hold of herself, she noticed that she was grabbing with her claws pretty hard, -hoooo, that made sense-, relaxing her hold, she notice how Hunger relaxed a lot.

Trying to keep her breathing steady so as not to give away that she was awake, she keep enjoying herself in his warm.

She really should stop before she gets any more weird thoughts... but she was enjoying herself too much to think well for now.

So she closed her eye and snuggle closer hoping that he will not mind this, and just her luck was that he only gave a sight of contentment when she did this. Gilda smiled, when he is not breaking her ovaries or dropping bombshells of info, this was pretty nice... well is not like she did not enjoy her other time with him, but this was nicer.

She did not know when it happened or how, but she felt slowly how she was waking up again.

When she was a little somewhat lucid, she manage to catch the soothing voice of Hunger, "Ok, that is enough, my head is starting to hurt a lot, so we can't procrastinate more."

Gilda wanted to groan in displeasure, but she had an image to keep, she was not sure how she was going to keep it, but she h-

Gilda suddenly gave a leap into the air at the sudden pinch she felt in her ass, falling into the ground on her back, she expected to feel a sudden flare of pain in her twisted wing... Only to feel the normal amount of hitting the hard tile floor.

Even if she was glad that in some magic way her body suddenly was not sore, she was still annoyed at the actions of Hunger, so after sitting up, she glared at him. Hunger was not amused, "do not look at me like that, I have been trying to wake you up for the past 30 minutes."

Her glare softens a little, "wait really?"

Hunger nodded, "Yup, you also wet all my chest with your saliva."

Gilda's face becomes a nice shade of crimson, "I-I did not!"

Hunger smiles, "Sure you did, just look." Hunger puts a hand on his chest and takes it out, to reveal several strands of saliva uniting his chest and hand.

Gilda groam in embaresemtent, "Buck me, i did."

"Now if you excuse me, I have to take out the odor of griffon sex out of my face."

Gilda Blushed even harder, "Come on! give a gal a rest!" Hunger just chuckles and stands up, when he does, Gilda confirms that he indeed was more taller, she was now only a few inches bigger than him. Before he could leave, she grab his shoulder, for some reason, she did not want to say this, but deep down she knew it was too early to feel like this for someone, so she force the words out of her beak, "hey, can you like... make sure that my smell is not in you anymore?" Hunger raises an eyebrow, "I mean my general smell you dweeb, like you said yesterday, we do not want to give the wrong impression."

She kinda wanted to see him hurt at these words, to see if she was not the only one with these strange thoughts, but to much for her dismay, he gave her a reassuring smile, "right, that, sure thing, I will use an especial method to not leave a trace of your fragrance on me."

She did not know if to feel grateful or to feel hurt, so she settle for feeling both, giving a somewhat fake smile, he let him go, "Thanks, dweeb." when he did leave the room, she thought for a moment, she felt like she forgot something... Right, "Also if you tell any griffin about this night, I will make you grow some balls and I'm gonna rip them out of ya!"

"Duly noted!"