The odd life of Lucas

You woke up 8 hours later full of energy cuddled onto a sleeping blue mare, you notice she's even more beautiful when her light blue coat is shining brilliantly in the suns bright yellow light. Peacefully dreaming, hearing an occasional whimper from the dream she's watching. You look down at her again and smile, lust and pride strong in your heart, she is soooo cute when she's sleeping. After laying there watching the beauty sleep. You decide to slightly and ever so softly nudge under her chin. The mare in your arms slowly wakes up and yawns comfortingly, looking you into the eyes; you lightly kiss her on the forehead, smile and say "good morning sleeping beauty!" in the smoothest most comforting voice you could muster up in less than a second.

She cozily looks up to you with her big and sleepy magenta pink eyes.

She looks up into your eyes with a smile and just stares wondrously. " You know, for a stallion, you also have pink eyes like mine, and I think its kinda cute; comforting in a way. " Wide smile on her face, it makes you think back when you were human, your first newborn puppy in your arms, all wet and eyes still closed. All playful and lovable, cute and tolerable, who also liked sleeping behind your back when you were sleeping on your bed. You never could get used to the feeling of not having another warm body next to yours. But your mind quickly races back to what is currently happening. You realize your staring at her, eyes wide and mouth agape, she stares back in a playful; sweet way, even laughing a little, in some way she reminds you of your puppy. You feel no sense of discomfort or fear, but you feel love it's self manifesting in both of your hearts, in no way disappearing or fading, but you can't yet grasp what that feeling is.

After a few minutes of loving stares, you decide to break the silence with an odd question.

"My eyes are pink? There is no way my eyes are a girly pink." She then seems to pull a mirror out of her ass and point the reflection towards your face. " See?... pink. "

   Again you stare into her eyes, finding it hard to look away or break the silence. Content just lying next to her, staring into her eyes; seems like your making a habit of doing so.

" Hey, Lucas? "

"yes?"

" You know, if you actually decide to stay in Ponyville, we will have to think up a name for you to use."

"hm... How about Wind Gust?"

" No, somepony allready owns that name. "

"hmm..."

"How about Sparky? uh.. Sparky Bright?" Hope glitters in your eyes, you like this name.

Few seconds from the mare turn into a solid answer. " Love it!  you can come up with good random names really fast."

You still have one question, lingers in your head begging you to ask it aloud. But your fear takes hold, and you can't bring yourself to ask it. You have developing feelings for this certain lucky mare. But the question still lingers in your head... "Why did she have sex with me?"  the question echo's in your mind as you think, you remember when you can feel what she was thinking, and hearing her thoughts, but this will require a lot of time to understand what she said... ( I'm not a whore, I need to do this for the both of us. )

Obviously she knows more than she's letting up, but you remember you haven't asked any questions, and you still can't. Yet. It's not the right time.