My mind yelled at me to run but my body simply stood there in shock. Her scent of arousal filled my nostrils and made my face twitch. The scent made me stay but so did that look she was giving me.

As she approached me she lept up to her hindlegs and lathered my lips with a sloppy wet kiss and finally my mind snapped back to reality. I quickly ducked and stepped sideways. She fell to all fours and gave me a look of curiosity. My heart rate had increased heavily and my breathing fared no better.

“Fleur… listen real close” I told her but I knew it was no use. Almost like she was in some sort of trance, she trotted slowly over to me, putting heavy sway into those beautiful curves of hers. ‘Damn she was drop dead sexy’ I thought to myself then slapped myself across the face. What the hell was I saying!?

I stepped back but tripped over my own footing. I scrambled to get to my feet but she place one of her forelegs against my chest and licked her lips seductively. I gulped and as she tried to kiss me again I rolled out from under her.

I got to my feet and tried to think straight. I started to have a raging boner and my mind was conflicted. My conscious screamed ‘No, it’s not right!’ but my primal side screamed ‘Do it! DO IT! DO IT NOW!’

I tried to only focus on one thing, to get Fleur calmed down but that was obviously going to be very difficult. “Fleur! Goddammit Fleur, listen to me! You’ve got to chill the fuck out. This isn’t right, you’re married and I’m a… human” I told her, about to say animal but refraining from calling myself such.

“I know. But right now all I want to do is bend over” she said then whipped around and bent over, giving her flank a little wiggle as she presented herself to me. “And let you stuff your shaft inside of my tight little pussy” she said as she wisped her tail away and gave me a full view.

My throbbing manhood twitched, my primal side screamed for me to do it but I kept my mind in check. “No! I can’t” I said angrily, trying to force away the sudden lust with anger. She wiggled her rear for me.

“Oh come on, I know you want to” she giggled. Almost like she had me in a hypnosis spell, I slowly walked forwards. My left hand reached forwards for her rear but I squeezed my eyes shut then grabbed her with my right hand and spun her around.

I held her in front of me, breathing heavily. “Fleur… it isn’t… right” I managed through grunts of anger. It was so hard to keep myself in check. I had been here for five years so I became accustomed to the beauty of ponies and sometimes found it difficult not to look. Most of them didn’t wear clothes anyway.

Finally she snapped out of it. “Oh my goddess… this… this isn’t me. This isn’t what I’m like” she gasped and looked up to me with apologetic eyes. I stepped back from her and let her down to all fours.

“Fleur… are you back to normal?” I asked and she nodded. “Really?” she nodded again. For some reason I had a hard time believing her. If she wasn’t in heat and so blasted horny then I might’ve believed her. “What would you say if I said… bend over right now and let me stuff your cunt with my throbbing cock and spray my seed all inside of you?” I asked. Inside I was screaming at myself for speaking so dirty with a pony but I needed to know.

He face frowned and she pushed me back. “That’s revolting, what makes you think I would do such a thing with you?” she asked, forgetting her lust. I let out a smile and gave her a pat on the head.

“Glad to have you back” I said then left the room, leaving her to her own device. I contemplated leaving right now but figured that would be somewhat rude. I yawned and proceeded to the living room.

I flopped down on the couch but found it difficult to sleep. I got up and pulled up a chair to the window. I sat and watched the streets of Canterlot. The moon shawn upon the streets that were already illuminated by street lamps.

I remembered the faces of my squad. Jackson, Jonas, Elijah… how we were all the best of friends and how they had died undeservingly by the will of some godforsaken creature in this world. Tears flowed from my eyes but I made sure not to actually sniffle or sob. I closed my eyes and tried to wish it all back to the way things used to be.

I opened my eyes and let out a choked up sigh. My breathing was erratic from my saddened emotions. I hadn’t thought about this for a long time. Why was it me? Why me? Why did I survive of all people? Why couldn’t it have been Jackson? Just… why?

The door to the room creaked open but I didn’t turn to look. I knew it as Fleur. I heard her soft, quiet, graceful hoof-steps trot over to me. “Are you… alright?” she whispered and I nodded. I felt her warm hoof gently stroke my back and slid down all the scars.

I let out a deep breath which was somewhat interrupted by a slight sniffle. “You… you’ve been through so much and yet… yet you’re treated so… poorly” she whispered, knowing what the scars were probably from.

I kept my eyes closed, tears trickling down my face. “It hurts… them being gone. We were all so close. I don’t even have the picture of us” I told her. We had a picture in the Humvee of us all in our combat gear with big smiles, our Humvee in the background. On the side of the Humvee, written in green spray-paint, was the name ‘Betsy’. Our CO had given us shit for that and it took us a full week to get the spray paint off but it was worth it for the laughs it brought.

“I’m… so sorry” she whispered as she slowly wrapped her forelegs underneath my arms and around my chest. She set her chin down on my right shoulder and nuzzled her cheek up to mine in a show of affection.

I brought my left hand up and placed it over her hooves. She let out a sigh of content. “I love you” she whispered.

“That’s just the heat talking” I replied without even opening an eye. She shook her head on my shoulder and kissed my neck.

“No it’s not. In the short time we’ve known each other you’ve shown me more love and affection then Fancy Pants ever did” she told me and I chuckled.

“I haven’t even showed you affection”

“But you have. Fancy Pants never shows me affection. He always just parades around like a jackass and shows off to the public like some big shot. He only needs me to be there as a sign of his greatness. He never spends time with me. Our love is shallow” she informed me saddly. I felt sympathy for her and raised my right hand to rub the side of her face ever so gently. I was about to ask why she would stay with him but soon disregarded the question at mind.

My heart rate increased as we just stayed like that for what seemed like eternity. She leaned her body up closer to mine and I could feel her heart beat against my back. It was a beautiful rhythm.

She leaned her face away from my shoulder and I looked into her beautiful pink eyes. “Do you love me?” she asked and I gulped.

“I… I don’t know… it’s all very sudden” I told her and her expression drooped into that of downfall which made my heart sink.

She looked down to the floor with a very saddened look about her. “Oh… I see” she whispered sadly. My heart ached for her. Why the hell did I feel this way for her all of a sudden? Was it because she too felt an inner turmoil like I did?

I reached forwards with my right hand and lifted her chin up so we were looking eye to eye. “Fleur… I love you” I told her, not really sure if I really loved her or if it was just all the emotional tension getting to me.

She gasped from the sudden confession and the look on her face suddenly changed to one of absolute passion, rather than sadness or lust which I had become accustomed to seeing her.

We both slowly leaned forwards and connected our lips with a passionate kiss. It was sloppy and wet but right now I didn’t really care. Inside my head my conscious was yelling at me ‘Dale! Don’t do it, save your dignity!’ while my more primal side cheered ‘YES! DO IT DALE, GIVE IN TO YOUR NEEDS!’

I wish I could tell those two to shut the hell up. This was my decision to make, not theirs. I reached my right hand around her head and held her closely as she slipped her tongue into my mouth.

Our tongues wrestled each other for loving domination and I slowly stood up, holding her around the waist to keep her balanced. I moved our bodies over towards her room then to the bed but missed it terribly and her back eventually pressed up against the wall of the room. I let our bodies slowly slid down.

Author's Note

So I was imagining this and was disappointed in myself for letting myself get seduced, yes I imagine it happening to me and it's very disturbing. Anyway so as it's happening I get to thinking 'Well at least the readers like it' so I'll just give a shout out to all you readers and say 'Thanks for all the likes and favourites' trust me when I say that if no one liked clops then I wouldn't dare even contemplate writing them