Knights of Iron

Thank god the screams were silenced with a kiss every time anything was done. There was, however, a small crater in the ground due to how much the two were going at it, before eventually passing out right there in the hole until dawn had finally broken the horizon. It wasn't sunrise just yet but given how little time there was to return home and clean up, It would be a close shot if Apple got back in time to wash up. While her nethers were thankfully clean and unharmed, her ass saw better days as it was completely ravaged from last night's fun. She certainly wasn’t complaining, but she’d have an embarrassingly difficult time explaining her performance. Again, worth every hour.

Iron had carried her to her room and eased her into the house. Explaining the grass and soil stains would be a little trying but the two, at the very least, made their first date magical last night. In fact, thinking about it, he wondered what a unicorn's horn was to the magically inclined race. He took his time getting back to the boutique, at least enough that Rarity had time to get her breakfast and coffee before work.

She had to have some questions about the test, the explosion and-more recently-where he's been. He didn't brace himself as he knocked on the door. Anything she felt to say, she deserved to say for him, potentially worrying her.Immediately as this happened, the door had then opened rather quickly, showing the mare in question. “Welcome to- oh....Iron.” She seemed to pause, processing yesterday's events from what Pinkie and Twilight told her and her reactions came flooding back. “What the hell happened yesterday at the shop?!”

Iron put a finger to her lips to stop her as she was worried enough. "The core was more than I thought. The armor was redesigned and I tested it for five hours or better. I banged AJ in her orchard afterward after getting a similar chewing.” He lifted his finger from her lips as he remembered something he said. “Which reminds me, I owe you a moonlight date." To the point as always without missing a beat. "Just make sure to skip any alcohol and I'll give you what I did to her."

With a raised eyebrow, she then crossed her arms under her bust, pushing it up before a smirk came to her lips, his finger still slightly printed on her smile. “Is that a promise?” After the treatment she got on her date the night before last, she was hoping to get more of him and keep up with Applejack. She wasn’t going to make Iron’s feeling a competitive prize, but she did want her and any other mares to be equals with his affections.

Iron wrapped an arm around Rarity after she asked, leaning into her ear to whisper, “how many kids do you want and would you like to toss in the dirt a little the same way I tossed AJ?” His direct question tickled her ear in a raspy whisper that proved he has too much affection to be contained to the enjoyment of one mare. Two might not be enough either.

A shudder came to her as her hands were placed down onto the chest of her now bearing knight. “Eight this evening, and don't you dare keep me waiting.” Though she was happy, she started to fear for her bed and her precious womb even with the hot blush on her muzzle.

"A gentleman should never keep his lady waiting for him after an arranged rendezvous." He whispered with a smile, giving the alabaster mare a peck on the lips before coming in, changing gears in case Sweetie was in the house. "Anyways, Iro tried fixing the armor back to the aesthetic you drew up but we won't implement everything until we are certain it holds. Hopefully it'll be done in time for the next Gala."

“Gala-? As in THE Grand Galloping Gala?” Immediately it had hit her as her tail then slightly lowered, leaving her to scramble to the calendar to see just when it was due. While she’d briefly forgotten he’d likely attended once or twice, Iron, himself, wasn’t too interested in the Gala with just how dull it is every year.

“Relax Rarity. We have a few months yet before this upcoming Gala. You’ll have more than enough time until then.” The stallion gently took hold of her hand with a smile and held her softly. “And you made the best dresses for your friends. The Gala will love the designs you made. And with what you made for me, and maybe something for Natah, your profession in fashion will get a boost.” Saying these words, he managed to click something in Rarity’s head, letting her go just as she went to the desk to work on an outfit for Natah, something befitting his appearance and his status.

“Speaking of,” she started, her mind focused on the drafter, “Rainbow did stop by to make a few adjustments to the suit Natah had. On the bright side she has found a way of converting the heat it uses into not only a weapon but a secondary fuel source as well.” Rarity had then went over to the concept board showing what the final concept would end up being for his first outfit, using some dress plating that resembled certain pieces of his suit to go with his outfit.

“And the suit?” Iron didn’t know where it was at the moment after dropping his armor off. Rarity said it was still safely in the shop. It just needed some adjustments with Twilight’s help. At least he's not asking for a weapon directly. “I can stop by the shop. Iro and I can iron out any technical faults before he starts it up again, at least for any safety concerns.” The stallion was already considering a larger armor that uses the heat as an intense use weapon, though the application would be rather limited. “But enough about the shop. What fabrics have you made for the next release?”

The mare was happy to show what she had in concept so far. “Most of everything I've gotten isn't completely settled in but with how it looks so far?” She'd been thinking of doing some silhouette lace as a form of curtain to go with a snug body dress and even some lingerie for Madam D's Treasures, taking notes after Applejack's colors with some light pinks for Fluttershy's feminine subtlety. “I might keep this.” While there isn't anything set in stone just yet, it's enough to bring in her income to work on higher profile releases.

“You've come just as I was in the midst of Fluttershy's order.” She said with pride, pointing to the green lace lingerie with the pink butterflies. “I've already finished Applejack’s but still need to get in touch with her to pick it up.” Just as everything was being shown, a silhouette could be seen landing within the view of Rarity's open window.

While Iron could take a guess who that was, he still decided to answer the door for Rarity to see who was coming by for what. “I got the door.” He eased the door open and looked to see who was in front of the boutique before relief washed over him.

Surely enough, Natah had appeared within the doorway, a smile on his face as if he was relieved of some stress of his own. “Just popping by to let rarity know sweetie is finally at the school.” So that explains his nervousness, being on guard around the kids after they saw how ticklish and alicorn is.

“Oh, hey Natah. You can come in if you want.” Iron stepped to the side to let the alicorn in. Neither stallion really seemed to have anywhere to be after their personal affairs. “Though you also answered where Sweetie was off to, thank gods.” Those words created an intrusive thought in Rarity’s mind as she pictured the two model outfits for her with an aroused smirk coming to her lips.

Just as Natah had entered the boutique, Rarity turned to the alicorn with her draft of his Gala outfit almost done. “Ah! Natah! This is perfect. This at least saves me the trouble of looking for you. Rainbow had stopped by to send these.” She had begun to hand over the suit design in question. Natah had finally gotten in before seeing the dresses on display, a slight flush coming to his cheeks as his one and only wing had begun to frill up slightly before seeing the draft.

As the trio were looking over designs and concepts, there was a knock on the door before a familiar cyan pegasus came in. “Hey Rares, I just dropped off Scootaloo soooo hey Natah... eheh…” The chromatic mane mare looked a bit nervous as she stepped in. Seems she was hoping the updates to Natah's suit would remain a surprise, as evidenced by him still eyeing the design for his Gala dress.

“You do realize I work with a forge that can work out the technical stuff, right?” The white stallion had the suit in his stores so he and Iro could work on it. While Rarity can figure aesthetic designs for just about anything, deductive reasoning would leave the suit still being back at the shop for those repairs and updates. A fact the mare did, indeed, forget. In retaliation, she turned her head to hide her pouting expression.

All that came from the alicorn was a smug chuckle as he heard this. “Still trying to help in getting me in the air huh?” Natah’s face curled into a smile as he blushed slightly, appreciating the mare’s efforts to help the stallion reclaim the sky. “I can tell ground races are probably starting to be a pain for you huh?” The conversation caught Rarity’s attention, as she, nor anyone else she knew for that matter, knows that Natah is missing a wing, much less how it happened. “What....happened for you to lose your other wing anyway....?” She knew that genetic illnesses can stunt or hinder the growth of a pony, like smaller wings, hollow horns, brittle bones - just so many things to deal with.

“I needed to have it removed. There was an infection that would have reached my heart if I kept using that wing. The worst part is that there is no vaccine or cure for it. It was deliberately made to be a virus. Maybe a parasite. Or both.” Natah looked over his left shoulder, lamenting the loss of his wing with disdain, as someone deliberately targeted him, but the reason was up in the air with how many variables an alicorn controls.

“Bringing up both your wing and ground races, I hope it's not prudent of me to ask for such a race before you receive a wing prosthetic.” Iron held a calm look as always while Rainbow had completely forgotten the stallion was working on such a thing for Scootaloo as well before he shifted gears for Natah.

“Won't the wing reject him, since he's technically full grown?” Rainbow challenged with concern, thinking that the body would just try to push the prosthetic out of Natah, to the point of painful inflammation similar to the healing process. Even stents for heart surgery are rejected due to the body trying to push out what it considers to be foreign objects, even if said objects provide an underline net positive. The main reason is called ‘rejection’, as the body can only tell something is foreign, not what it does.

Iron shook his head, knowing the risk already but having his sights set on an end goal he can see. “That's going to be the first test, no matter who it is. It'd be more debilitating with Scootaloo, since I'd be getting her hopes up out of ignorant optimism.” He continued, as the filly’s wings had been the source of much teasing for her for years. Even with Rainbow being a positive idol, the others remind her she can never fly with Rainbow.

“Oh... yeah that... that would be rather dickish of you, huh?” Rainbow already knew the answer to that one. She’s the thoughtless one for even saying something. “I'm a dick either way if it fails…” The stallion countered her thoughts in agreement, as this project, no matter how well meaning, might just be too ambitious, even for a craftsman of his caliber.

As if the memory were still fresh in his mind, Natah said, “You...remember what happened the last time we tried to do something like that right...?” He didn’t mean anything by it. The last time Iron tried making the prosthetic, “we tried to make a wing purely from regenerating muscle, bone, nerves and tissue.” Rarity beat him to the answer as the man was already beating himself up for the pain he caused Natah, forcing the stallion to rethink his entire approach. “Coupling that with the robotics, you weren't able to get off the ground without feeling-”

“Severe pain that caused you all to remove it again. I know. And you're suggesting I go full cyber on the wing?” Natah had then turned to Iron now, his interest growing from the possible improvements this could imply, the interest turning into intrigue as he could already think of how this was superior to trying to make a hybrid system.

As if Iron drew upon his studies in medical science, thanks in part to the hospital as he researched this field in tandem with Twilight’s help, Iron’s depression was replaced with renewed hope. “The inherent flaw was that we tried to make a natural replacement from foreign culture too quickly, cells and cybernetics alike that put your body into shock from the immune response.” This drew Rarity’s attention as she did not know the body was that reactive to something so basic. “Adding any engine, even a small Magus, would likely cause backlash to your internal magic as well, which complicated the situation further. So, with how I moved the armor, what if the person flexed and operated the wings with their own magic, no different from a muscle.”

Rainbow’s eyes widened greatly from some hope filling her as well. “That... that might work. A pegasus has magic in their wings and feathers, a connection we normally take for granted. So if you connect the limb-” “With a protein coating Natah's own nerve cells can make during the process, there is a high chance the rejection is minimized and he can feel his magic flow into it naturally. It'd be similar to power transfer between conduits. Before that, though, the ground race. The surgery may put him out of commission for a bit for him to heal and take to the limb.” As optimistic as Iron was feeling now, realism had to be considered to keep him from doing something reckless.

“If this works I'll at least be able to take back to the sky again.” Natah could not hold his own smile as he could feel a warmth in him, the feeling of being loved enough that, even if others hurt trying to help him, they are willing to feel his pain to see him happy. Putting that behind him for now, he looked at the stallion with a renewed smile. “Which route are we feeling this time?”

“The same one you and skittles took.” His immediate answer put fear in Rainbow’s heart, as now Natah had now armor to help him fly, much less avoid the beasts that easily. “I want to push my limits in one lap.” Rainbow interjected as she could not hold her protest to the idea any more. “On the ground? Are you sure you want to do that?”

“It's fair, it pushes our boundaries and we can be back in time for a shower and lunch. Plus I need to push my armor again and compare it to how Natah is now, make an alicorn the baseline since they can fight the Phantoms mostly unaided.” The terran looked at Natah with hopeful eyes, as he wanted to gauge how much stronger the surgery makes him, if successful, and how much more work he has to go.

“This is gonna take a bit without my armor but.... I'll try to see how much I can take.” The alicorn answered with a similar smile. “If I can't reach those speeds in the sky I'll resort to the ground instead.” He was okay with a silver lining, though Iron’s smile turned into a challenging grin, not wanting to let the man settle for less than he can get.

The two met at the shop where Iron is fully suited and ready to run as they line up. Fluttershy was gathered in case of the need for first aid and Rarity attended since she didn’t have too many more ideas for her line up. The mares look at the stallions as they are set, with Rainbow raising a wing to get them ready for the race. The girls agreed that if anything happens, Rainbow can pick them up and bring them back so Fluttershy and Rarity can patch them up, at the very least, before taking them to the hospital for medical care.

The boys get into a comfortable position to kick off while Iron's hooves are gripping the ground firmly about like Natah's, as it is easier to pull yourself along the ground than to push against it. Her wing drops and the two dart off, the pair raising with incredible speed along the ground as Rainbow and Fluttershy ascend the cloud for a vantage point to keep an eye on them.

Natah had begun to pull ahead in the first quarter of the race, having already learned the route from the laps last time. Iron picked up the pace, pushing the channels in his body as much as he could to move the armor at its highest setting. Using what he could to keep the pace, even Natah was beginning to lag behind with his handicap. “N-no…!'' After panting he had tried to continue with the run as his markings had begun to glow. something they haven't done for years. “N-not this time…! Not again!!” sparks had begun to skitter across the alicorn’s body like streams of electricity in ruby red, golden eyes beginning to glow brighter with his ears laying flat. Something was happening to Natah but it was too soon to discern what.

Hearing Natah fighting against his own weakness, Iron had felt sympathy for the alicorn. When Iron left the guard, it was of his own choice as he just could not work with Shining's strict and otherwise unreasonable requests. That was why he chose this small town, close to his previous station but away from his out-of-touch boss. When Ponyville got its forge, that one encounter is what encouraged him to make the armory he's made now. Seeing this handicapped prince living his best life on top of that and managing three ladies despite his damage... it pushed Iron, much like he's pushing Natah now. That is the reason he keeps improving his understanding of magic, even now, to push himself alongside someone that may be loved publicly but scorned behind closed doors. It's why he owes it to Natah to not give anything less as he starts pushing, enough the armor is soon wrapped in a corona of Forest Green with crackling Silver energy framing the aura as he was pushing as much as the Prince of Time.

Finally the crackling red energy had begun to surround the amber gold aura as he continued to speed up, the trail leaving after images and trail behind Natah growing more and more frantic, the buildup of the energy within him now skittering off and streaking around like sparks of lightning just as they were nearing the halfway point of the race. The alicorn’s upset state began to worsen as he had struggled to keep up in passing Iron “J-just... a little more…!” Through the panting, he had begun to push even further, the markings now outshining the rest of the everfree forest, a double boom of his own had begun to surface as he had finally started to pull past. If only for a brief moment before becoming purely level with Iron, his gold eyes locked to the path ahead as the energy had continued to streak off of in arcs of electricity

The final straight came up and both stallions took the corner differently. Due to the armor's bulk, Iron had to fall behind to try catching off Natah’s drag. Natah leaned down low, fingers buried into the ground as he slid into the turn and onto the straight as the terran came in a bit behind, already having to use the drag. He pushed even further until they were in line again, a trail of image-afters acting like ghosts of movement as they lit up the straight toward the finish. The air resists both stallions but Natah manages to break it first, even with both racers’ legs hitting the ground like a rolling thunder, forcing Iron back again from the turbulence. He tries to catch up from the drag before the armor strains, as the welds and bolts nearly buckle from the speed and output.

They cross the line with Natah mere seconds ahead and have to tumble just to stop. The aura of both racers rose from them like steam as the crackle of energy still arched, only dissipating off of Iron. “HOLY SUN! Please tell me you two are okay!” Rainbow demanded as she hit the ground, quickly trying to see their injuries while minding the radiant heat from their mana.

The butter yellow mare was already checking them over, getting them up to their feet. “They need to keep moving and cool off slowly or they’ll go into cardiac shock!” Rainbow nodded her head as she took Natah, getting him moving again while Fluttershy took Iron after he left the suit. As the two jog to help ease their heart rate over time, Iron looks over to Natah with a smile, trying to not chuckle away his precious oxygen, proud of the alicorn for his will.

Natah on the other hand wasn't doing too hot as his body had begun to convulse and tense from the energy that had left him utterly destroyed. There was scarring from the electricity that had ravaged him as the color within his markings and eyes had slowly started to drain away, his body had laid within the arms of the mare, as the alicorn didn't even have enough in him to sit up.

“T-too the... shop.” Fluttershy would have protested had Iron not had an idea. Once they were inside, he started sorting through a list, having Iro set Natah on a table and conduct a bypass transfer, using a crystal heart as a circuit breaker to cycle Natah's energy and bring it to harmony.

“O-oh god what happened out there?!” Rarity immediately rushed over to assess the damage just as contact of the heart reached Natah. An explosive pulse shot out from him and reached beyond the town’s limits as the energy flow in Natah normalized. While he was indeed still winded, Natah was at the very least equalized and safe from his own power.

Iron let out a startled noise from his relief as he collapsed onto the couch. “Moons I thought that wouldn't work. Iro, note; Magus Engine Equalizer or Terrestrial Dimension Catalysts.” The forge challenged the logic, suggesting a stronger Dimension Beast, which was countered by Iron for the energy backlash, possibly being too much at best and siphoning Natah at worst. They soon put the matter to bed as Iron looked Natah over, thinking the matter now was less important than the alicorn’s immediate health.

“The latter half of the race seemed to push Natah's body beyond what his current limits could handle. The lacking wing may be disrupting his equilibrium, though rest is a priority for now.” The terran had a look over Natah before patting his hand. “How do you feel?” Iron asked, happy to see the alicorn wake up.

“What.....happened? Di-id i win?” The party could not help but chuckle at this question. This alicorn nearly dies and all he could think about was the race. Rainbow chuckled before saying, “You did, by a hair's breadth of your life.”

“Your mana circulation was out of sync. The crystal heart I had on hand was more than enough to even the current, though I suspect the culprit is your wing, or the lack of it-sorry!” Iron quickly apologized as that is a sensitive topic for even a pegasus, and Natah is an alicorn.

Upon having said singular wing pointed out, Natah had grown slightly annoyed but just decided to drop it. “Just...because I like you.....I'm gonna let that one slide.” Natah was still catching his breath but was happy Iron still carried worry for him.

Taking a jab from the pegasi present, Iron figured now was as good a time as any. “Since we're here, why don't we start the surgery while you're evened out?” Fluttershy was ready to chew into Iron before remembering a lesson on magic channeling with Twilight. If the horn of a unicorn is overheated, struck or-sun forbid-broken, their magic becomes unfocused to the point of volatile. If that's true, a wing is about the same, acting like a current for magic. With Natah's condition, his is disrupted with his horn likely having to pick up the slack and thus putting it under burden. “Would you like some help?”

Iron was surprised by her words before smiling and nodding before looking at Rarity. “Think you can offer your needle work for this?” Immediately upon hearing this, Natah had begun to back up in slight distress, even though he was in no shape to really do any real running. Rarity, feeling Natah’s pain from all the times she pricked herself with her sewing needle, chimed in. “He would need to be asleep for that...remember.....?”

“...I forgot him and needles are like oil and water.” The terran really did not want to, though, as sleeping doses can induce strange or horrible dreams. “Would numbing the sight be okay or is it non-negotiable?” He looked really concerned as he could do nothing but dread what Natah sees when he goes under like that. The alicorn is not the only one feeling helpless. Just as this was asked, Rarity’s horn had immediately begun to glow, in placing a sleep like trance into the terrified alicorn, sending them to their back in silence as he let out a tired groan.

“At least one of Twilight's spells is of some help here.... let's...get started while he's still like this....” The stallion nods as Iro eases Natah into his stomach, giving the three space to work as Rainbow is ushered outside by the forge and the door closed. Iron begins the surgery as usual, making incisions to the muscles and tissue that normally connect the wing to the back and placing a connecting socket. Where he changed it was the injection of a compound that worked on and with the nerves on sight as Fluttershy kept the sight clean and both workers clean of sweat while they worked. After placing the connector socket and lining the silver nerves up, the naturals connected to the silver with the coating. This already started flowing mana into the socket as Iro brought the wing, shaped simply in form, and aided the two insertions. It slid into the connectors and locked firmly into place as the mana flowing through began to subconsciously form a wing structure from mana.

Just as installation was complete, not only did the wing begin to grow back but Natah had also stirred slightly, His once sleepy state beginning to falter “m...mmhn...?”

“Just in time, too. Iro, finalize the connection.” The forge nodded and used a small magus engine to open the circuit with Natah and his wing slowly, easing the pressure off his horn and allowing the wings to harmonize. Just as this had happened, Natah had finally begun to glow once more, this time much brighter than before, his markings beginning to become more and more elaborate as a result. Once the connection was complete, Iron made one last quick inspection and smiled at the successful surgery. “Morning, sleeping beauty. First obvious question, how do you feel?” He asked as Iro put the engine away.

“...stronger.” After looking over, Natah could see the mana regrown wing beside me, an expression of surprise and awe filling his eyes before joy welled tears up in his vision. A smile joined this expression as he almost felt like crying. “W-what did you do...?”

“So we did the procedure as last time, cut into the tissue, find the nerve, but once we put the socket in, we injected a protein to coat the nerves. This was already tested as you or Scootaloo would be the first ones to receive the wings.” The terran explained this as he pulled out a chalkboard, drawing the details as he explained. “This only has the immediate benefit of making the machine-to-body connection smoother, if anything. Next was mana equalizing, using a magus engine to help the automail harmonize with your other wing and your body, taking the burden off your horn.” He continued as he finished the diagram, putting the board away. “We'll need to run checkups for the next few months but Scootaloo is more long term since she’s going to have this for life.”

“An extra bonus; you get to customize this one to your liking!” Natah’s eyes lit up at Rarity’s words as he had an idea of what to change the wing to.

“Correction; we have to make the changes. It's mechanical so we can make adjustments to the colors but that's more phase changing than changing his mana.” With that, Iron brought up a monitor, allowing Natah to see the various options available to him. He had started to get into designing for a while before finally landing on a wing that he liked in the end, a satisfied grin coming to his face. “That'll do.”

The three nod before letting Rainbow back in, who is immediately taken by the look of the new wing and has her hands hovering over it. For the first time, Natah had begun to spread it out, the energy and mana finally beginning to take shape in completing the wing in question. Thanks to the mana circulation, Natah can feel her hands over his wing. “Enjoying the new look?” He looked back at her as he teased her intrusive thoughts. They won, and Rainbow starts to gently fondle the new appendage.

This did remind Iron to test every variable while Rainbow was messing with it. “Feel anything?”

Slightly amused by this, the alicorn had begun to boop it against Rainbow’s muzzle, the smile just not dropping as he felt more joy by the second. “Like if it was never severed.” Hearing these words, Fluttershy and Rainbow both felt their emotions well up. Rainbow turned to hide it but Fluttershy was balling with a smile on her face, overjoyed by those words as now there is hope for the flightless.

Iron was happy with the success, thinking the method can be employed in other places as a viable way to beat genetic diseases where they’ve thrived for centuries. “I would start research for horns,” he started before seeing the room's mood and smiling in peaceful content, “but one victory at a time.”

As if the wing were solid, they had then spanned out before pulling the two mares into a hug. “All we need now is to see if it can keep me up.” The alicorn could not sit still and the pegasi could not blame him. After years without a full pair of wings, having that half of something return and become whole is the most ecstatic feeling anybody can have. Rainbow, however, held him down a bit to keep him from injuring himself and complicating the process.

“Give it time first. We'll need to know if there will be mana cascading or erosion. So don't fly with them just yet. Give it a day, try some light flight exercise and tell Rainbow or Fluttershy if something turns up.” Though a bit deflated, he looked back at his new wing and smiled, grateful that the connection returned as he could feel the air more clearly.

“I'll keep that in mind. Dashie? I think we're a little overdue for something don't you?” The cyan mare looked at the alicorn with a flat look, as if to remind him he should be relaxing right now instead of getting frisky.

“You... um, could use the opportunity to work your...hips…” All eyes shot to Flutters in surprise from her audacious suggestion before Iron started to usher them out, telling them to have fun, use protection and get plenty of rest.

Natah’s smirk did not falter as he wiggled his eyebrows at her, making the mare blush a deep red. “You are lucky your cheeky ass is cute enough to ride.” scccrrraaatt “Wait! No! I didn't mean it like that! I mean...!” She just pouted seeing the smirk on his face. “...screw you too…” She did the man a solid and helped him up to her house, into her bedroom as she was trying to set the mood, hoping her brazen attitude did not misread her man.

Amused by this, Natah had tried to keep from laughing. “A ride am I? Then saddle up Rainbow, cause we're gonna need more condoms.” The alicorn managed to make the mare’s wings pop into an erection as she felt her tail swish by itself. “Unless you really do plan on having more foals than a rabbit blooming with buns?” Rainbow got to experience the shock and arousal AJ went through from Iron's 'threat'. So much for going topless now. “Don't... don't go stealing people's material and.... fuck it! Literally.” The alicorn moved his shirt slightly with a toothy grin and that was it. Unable to take the teasing any longer, the mare pounced on the prince and at first ran her hands across his body, stripping him out of his clothes while only her shorts could come off, a scent of citrus and cedarwood filling the air. "You better not regret this tomorrow or I am slapping you, got it? And you finish in my ass."

“Oh I don't think we have to worry about any regrets.” His sultry tone sealed the deal as the two shared their kiss to start a physical rehabilitation of their own. The mare, agreeing with the prince, made sure he was sufficiently relaxed for the rest of the day thanks in part to her athletic body and 'endurance routine'.