Two hours later Luna and I had finished our breakfast and each our own shower; we decided that showering together would likely kill the point. Once I noticed it, Luna's starry mane took very oddly to being mussed about, like a night sky with the constellations all wrong. "I wish I could stay longer... but alas, it is time for my court," she said, nuzzling my cheek and filling my nose with the smell of her shampoo. "Would you like to join me? Twilight should already be through with most of her monthlies."

"Let me get dressed, and I'll walk with you. But I'd like to go do some shopping before the stores close, since I'm in town and all," I said, cupping her cheek and giving her a quick kiss before walking to the dresser that held some spare sets of my clothes.

"That is well. Perhaps Rarity would like to join you," Luna said, pointedly winking at me with a wide grin.

"Heh, that is still going to take some getting used to..." As I grabbed a pair of dress pants another thought occurred to me. "Oh, by the way, no more peeking in at my dreams. At least not for another six weeks or so," I said, looking at her and tapping a finger to my temple.

Her pout and pleading eyes act was wearing my defenses down quickly, so I added, "I have a surprise in the works, a secret project, and I can't have any spoilers. Besides, it'll be more fun this way."

"Oh, alright, fine. I won't look into your dreams. But you have so few that it will be hard to resist," Luna said, still pouting, but much less so.

"Thanks, Sweetcheeks. I guess we gotta stop by your room first to get your regalia or else the nobles might have a fit if you show up to court nude," I said as I tucked in my shirt.

"Meh, half of them will be similarly dressed, why shan't I," Luna said, raising a bare hoof to note the lack of a shoe. She was a fan of causing shit storms among the nobility.

"Well then, shall we away, Milady?" With that we left the room, sodden sheets, unmade bed and all to make our way as I escorted Luna, my Luna, to the courtroom.

"Fancy! Fancy Pants, darling, over here!" Rarity called, spotting the industry magnate walking along the busy street with the ever present Fleur at his side.

"I say, Lady Rarity, always a pleasure," Fancy Pants said as he approached and gave a slight bow. "And if what I've heard is correct, then congratulations are in order, are they not?"

"Teehee! Yes, the rumors are true," Rarity said, leaning into my side.

"I'm so happy for you, Rarity. I knew that you would get yourself a good stallion," Fleur said, her smile was bright and genuine.

"Well, let's get things straight here; I'm the lucky one in this deal," I said, squeezing gently at my mare's shoulder.

"Alright then, what say you to a drink with the boys sometime? A good old 'stallions night out', eh?" Fancy asked, now addressing me.

"Sounds like a plan, but I reckon I'll be a bit busy for a while," I replied, nodding towards Rarity.

"Haha! Good on you old chap. Might you be able to stop by my office tomorrow? Just for some quick business?" Fancy said.

"Sure thing man, I don't have any pressing matters calling me back to Ponyville right away," I said. "We'll catch up tomorrow then."

"Alright, we'll leave you to it then," Fancy said, as he and Fleur carried on their way.

"So, Rarity, do you remember the way to that music shop?"

"Whoa, been a while dude," said the unfortunately named Sour Note. The olive green unicorn wore a sloppy mane cut and goatee of brown hair that made me think of a certain hippy guy from one of my favorite childhood cartoons.

"Yo dude, it has been a minute. Just checking in, thinkin' about getting something new, maybe get something I haven't played before," I said, looking over the top of some shelves of instructional books to the back corner where the meager selection of guitars was on display. Minotaur and griffon specific instruments weren't exactly common, given how few citizens of Equestria had hands or paws with which to play them properly.

"Alright, cool, got a couple of new things you might like to see, dude." Sour turned to leave the counter and stopped himself. "Oh, and a special request came in for you about two months ago; Grim Talon instruments from the Griffon Kingdom wants your opinion on their remake of that funky guitar thing you brought from your home world. Also I'm not sure they're spelling the name right, but I can hardly make out their scratch anyhow..."

"What? Dude, I gotta check this out! Is it here?" I asked, 'ukulele acquisition syndrome' pushing my hopes higher than I would normally allow in such a situation.

"I was going to return it to the back room tomorrow if you hadn't showed up, it's got some dust on the box from sitting under this counter for so long," he said, floating out a dark brown wood box shaped somewhat like a coffin.

"Is that a ukulele in there, or one of their young?" Rarity asked, gawking at the morbid packaging. "I mean, must they really be so revolting?"

"Well, from what I've read, their culture has a very different view on death, especially when it comes to music," I explained, turning the box around to find the hinges. "Whereas Equestrians like music about brighter subjects such as joviality and friendship, Griffonians prefer strong emotional cues, which death brings about in spades."

"Yeah, that's also why they are so well known for love songs, y'know. Of life's great events, none are more emotional than death and love, and especially the death of a loved one, I mean, they got this one ballad that'll make you cry for days..." Sour Note had a knack for saying precisely what needed to be said, and then not shutting up at the correct time.

"And it rings true with music from my world. A huge majority of the songs there are either about love, or loss," I said, trying to correct Sour's overstatement.

"Ah, I think I understand... I will be perusing around for a bit then. I might find something for Sweetie Belle," Rarity said, strolling away to look through the isles of assorted instruments.

"She could use the nudge, that's for sure," I said, remembering Sweetie and her friend's 'crusade' that often wrought havoc about Ponyville. "So, let's take a look at Grim Talon's interpretation of my ukulele."

"Well, they gave it a thorough makeover, as per their usual style, but I'm not sure on the sound of it... It's like they made this especially for grim situations or songs; it just sounds sad to me," Sour Note said, popping the latches and floating out the new uke. "Compared to yours it sounds... depressed."

"That is definitely an interesting look for a uke, that's for sure..." The body looked almost like some unusable fantasy axe drawn by an overeager eight year old on LSD. The fret board was painted with an intricate tribal style pattern, and the headstock seemed to be absent. Upon further inspection I found the tuning heads on the backside of the body. "The headless ukulele, huh?"

"Griffon humor, what can I say..." Sour was looking it over bemusedly, obviously unsure of exactly what to make of the strange build. "Give it a try man, see if you like it so I can let them know if they have your endorsement."

"Endorsement? From me? I don't get it," I said, not sure that I had heard right, a feeling that was getting to be familiar.

"Well, between improved radios and the Blues genre you brought to this world, the griffons love your ass dude," Sour said, before adding as an afterthought, "Shit, if griffon pussy didn't smell so bad I'd recommend a tour of the Griffon Kingdom."

"Goddamn it man, god double damn. Alright let's hear what this thing sounds like," I said, moving on from Sour's rude joke and tucking the uke under my arm. The first strum across the strings let me know that this was indeed a well crafted instrument; warm tone and low G tuning, just like I liked, but deeper still. 'Wait, that's not a G...' "Baritone? Did they tune this G C E A, or D G B E?" Running my hand up the neck I found it was a bit longer than my tenor from home.

"Digbee dude, they like the deep stuff," Sour said with a shrug, nodding for me to continue trying out the griffon instrument.

"Alright, that changes pretty much all of my chords, but let me see what I can do with it." After a moment's thought, I was able to recall the blues scales further up the neck and set to playing through them, noting the somber tonality produced. "It does sound like it was made for Blues and dirges... How did they manage to make an instrument by itself sound sad? That's just crazy, man. What if I play a happier tune..." Three easy chords and I was playing 'Feeling Groovy' without it sounding as joyful as it should.

"They got some weird magic in their mojo, dude," Sour said, knowing the song as one I liked for testing out new instruments.

"Well, tell them I like it, but would prefer something less emotionally locked into sadness," I said, placing it back into the coffin shaped box. "I like the humorous side of blues much more, as lifting spirits up is far more effective in my experience."

"Alright, I'll let 'em know. But their letter said that The Dirge is yours to keep. And Le Sonnet, which should arrive any day now, is its opposite, and also made especially for you," Sour said, closing the coffin/box and sliding it to the end of the counter.

"Le Sonnet? That one supposed to be happy or something?" I asked, hoping that maybe a new favorite uke might be coming along if it was as joyful as The Dirge was mournful.

"That's the idea, best I can tell, dude," Sour said.

"Alright then, can't wait. By the way, any recommendations for a unicorn filly with a musical talent that ain't showin' yet?"

Celestia's sun was approaching the western horizon as Rarity and I made our way back to Canterlot Castle, several bags in tow, including one whose only purpose was to obscure the coffin shape of its contents. "So you think what we got will work for those two?" I asked with a grin, lifting a particular back in my hand.

"I am sure it will work, darling." Rarity was smiling smugly, proud of the plan we had concocted for two little love birds in Ponyville. "We have all the details worked out, what could go wrong?"

"Um, Rares... Ya mind not saying those four words?" I requested, at hearing the call of my one superstition.

"Hmm? What do you mean?" Rarity gave me a curious look.

"I don't buy into much hokey stuff, but there is always Murphy's Law... which has generally proven true in my experience," I said.

"Oh, umm... Would you mind explaining that one to me. It doesn't sound very familiar."

"Murphy's Law; If something can go wrong, it likely will. Observational addendum; Statements made doubting the likelihood of failure exponentially increase the probability of it, to the point of near certainty," I explained.

"Ah, I will try to avoid such phrases then. We wouldn't want anything bad to happen because of a slip of the tongue," Rarity said, raising a hoof to her mouth to cover a chitter.

"Hey now, it's the only thing of that sort that I believe, and only because I've seen it prove true too many times," I said, perhaps a touch too defensively.

Rarity's covered chitter became a proper giggle. "Oh, I am sorry, darling, but it just sounds so silly! Especially with what you have told me of your world, it sounds so... illogical," she said, waving her hoof about.

"I know, it sounds a bit crazy, but I have seen it make itself true, and been victim to it too," I said, before adding, "Think of it like Pinkie Sense."

"Ah, you do have a point there," Rarity ceded, losing her laughter rather sharply.

We walked in silence for a short distance before I heard Celestia's magic begin to move the sun for her part in setting the night in motion. "Huh, Twilight must be busy," I said, noting the lack of my purple princess's magic.

"Why do you say that, darling?" Rarity asked, still walking along, but looking up at me now.

"She isn't pitching in like she normally does while in Canterlot. So she must have something else she's doing tonight," I explained as Luna's magic joined in and the sky darkened considerably.

"Teehee, knowing Twilight, she's likely studying. And, given last night's events, I may have an idea of what," Rarity said, tucking a little closer to my side.

"Oh my," I said, using my best Takei impersonation. "Guess I'll just have to study up some myself, in case she has a quiz prepared."

Rarity giggled as we passed through the castle gates. "But I have always learned better with hands on experience. How ever will I ready myself?" I asked, bumping my hip lightly into her shoulder and waggling my eyebrows.

"I may have an idea or two," Rarity replied, magically taking the bags from my grasp and trotting ahead through the doors into the castle with a most seductive sway to her hips and tail.

Eyes locked on, I gave chase as we began running down the halls towards the private quarters. Various ponies gave us assorted looks as we rushed along, some I may have recognized had I paid more attention to something other than the fantastic white flank in front of me.

We ran right past my own room, two doors down to Rarity's, where the doors flew open by blue magic and we entered hurriedly. Once inside I shut the doors and flipped the locking lever just in time to turn around and be pressed against them as Rarity locked her mouth onto mine.

The doorknobs pressed painfully into my back, but I paid them no mind as my eyes closed and I grabbed Rarity around her shoulders and mane, relishing in her hot breath on my cheek and perfume in my nose. Pain went forgotten as we played with each other's tongues, pressing and caressing back and forth between our mouths.

"You have no idea how long I've wanted to do that," Rarity said, breaking the kiss at long last.

"Ditto," I said, chuckling as I regained my breath. She cocked a brow at me and smirked, breathing heavily herself. "You take the words from my mouth," I added, laughing slightly at my own line.

"Much more corn of that quality and you'll be fit for a fritter." Her eyes burned with lust as they bore into mine.

"You sure are hot enough to fry this fritter crispy," I said, grabbing her butt and lifting so that I was carrying her as I moved us towards the bed. Her back legs wrapped around my waist and her forehooves around my neck as she squealed at the unexpected motion. "Do hold tight, because the ride might get a little bumpy," I added, turning so that we would land beside each other as I jumped slightly to toss us onto the plush mattress.

"Ah!" Rarity screamed as we bounced once before settling in. "Well, if all goes according to plan, then you will be the one 'holding tight' as it were," she said, rolling on top of me as her horn flared and every button on me began to move about, struggling to be freed.

"Oh no, I am the one giving this ride. That is just how I roll!" I grabbed her chest and quickly shifted so that I was on top. Before she could protest I pulled her into a kiss, not deep, but enough to prevent her talking. "Now, just lay back and let, me, work," I said, punctuating my last words by kissing her nose, chin and jaw while rubbing her side with my hand, enjoying also the feel of her surprisingly toned muscles.

Coos of delight filled the room as I used one hand to support myself and knead close to her spine while the other explored and tried to turn up her volume. I kissed and licked my way down her neck, enjoying the soft prickle of her fur against my tongue. "Tonight, you, are, mine, to, take, care, of," I said between ministrations, once I had moved enough to support myself on my elbows.

"Oh, yes... Make me yours," Rarity moaned, idly rubbing at my shoulders as her hind legs continued to grasp at me and I felt her tail occasionally swat against me.

As my hands worked down her spine I continued licking and kissing, and sometimes nuzzling my nose along her belly, making sure her breath grew deeper before moving on. Finally I came upon two squishy mounds I had been dreaming of, and the erect nipples atop them. My heart quickened and I felt my pants grow ever tighter as I thought of approaching Rarity's succulent tits. "Mmmm," I moaned, using my knees to support myself as both hands clasped her tight ass and I suckled at her left nipple first.

"Ooh," Rarity cooed, pressing at the back of my head as she writhed about. After a few moments she calmed slightly, though her nipple was quite swollen, so I moved to the other. Her renewed cries of pleasure had me using one hand to undo the buttons that she hadn't succeeded with before. "Ah!" she cried, when my hand went from unbuttoning my shirt to tweaking her unattended breast.

"And now for hors deuves," I said, lowering myself further along her body to find a glistening slit of desire.

"Oh, yes please," Rarity pleaded, mussing my hair about with her hooves, lightly pressing me closer. She whined in protest when a pair of thoughts stampeded into my mind, forcing me to stop.

"Um, Rarity? Two questions before we continue..." She gave me a look of complete confusion and utter frustration, so I explained the thought that worried me less, "Are you sure about... this? I mean, the whole... That I was with Luna last night and that that is apparently in the plans for the future as well even though I'm with you right now and likely Twilight later, thing?" My words were a jumbled mess as they finally found themselves and rushed out.

"The only thing I'm not liking is that you stopped for such a silly question. It is rude to tease like that," Rarity said, trying to deadpan through her frustration.

"Okay, just had to be sure, but my other question is more serious," I said, relaxing at her confirmation. "Um, how to put it? Hmm... What are the available methods of contraception in Equestria?" I cringed at how the words actually sounded once spoken aloud.

"Contra- Oh, oh, that..." she said, sighing slightly. "We have spells for that, darling, but they are only really needed during heat, which none of us three are in at the moment," Rarity explained, even as she worked her back hooves under my arms and over my shoulders.

"Now if you don't mind, could we pick up where we left off?" she said rather than asked as her thighs flexed, forcing me closer to her prize. "Ooh, yesss," she cooed as I caught on and resumed my attentions.

Her butt was firm in my hands, flexing lightly as she writhed about while I kissed and licked bout the area where she wanted attention, reveling in the smell of her intoxicating arousal. Opening my eyes for a moment I realized that my digits had far better targets within reach, so as I moved to lap at the moisture gathered around her outer lips I reached around her legs with both hands to play with her nipples. The reaction was spectacular, as she cried aloud her pleasured moan and squeezed around my head with her hind legs, attempting to use her other hooves to guide me to her center.

"P-Please!" she cried, and with a burst of strength managed to force my nose directly into her crevice. The olfactory overload along with her sounds nearly had me ready to burst as I licked at the base of her slit.

Rarity didn't seam to come straight away, though her volume picked way up as did her pitch. Slowly I worked my head up so I could breath, and also better satisfy her with my tongue, which was made to move a great deal more than my nose. As I enjoyed the feelings of her writhing under my oral attentions my hands idly wandered further up her body to massage at her chest, disregarding the relocation of their instinctual targets, but still trying to give more pleasure.

"Ah! Oh, yes! Right there," she cried, pressing on the back of my head as I found her clitoris. I moved my hands again to squeeze at her ass and pull her even more tightly into my mouth. Rarity's orgasm came hard and wet, gushing a copious amount of watery liquid into my mouth and down my chin. Her cries of ecstasy drove me only to drive on with even more fervor, licking vigorously, drinking her essence as I dragged the moment on for as long as it would last.

As she wound down, so did I until finally I stopped, my tongue not wishing to be extended anymore. My hands were still at the ready, however, and my pants had somehow remained unsoiled, though they had become uncomfortably tight. "Let's get a good look before beginning round two," I said, bringing said hands around to spread open her outer lips. Unlike Luna, her entrance lacked the fleshy barrier, indicating that this mare had at least a minimum level of prior experience.

Rarity yawned deeply and looked at me with confusion. "Round two? What do you mean, 'round two'?"

"I mean this," I said, plunging a finger into her pussy. As her head threw back and her back arched, I added, "Further building to intercourse." I suckled for a moment at her still swollen clit before moving rapidly upwards, pausing briefly to give attention to her nipples, and continued till I was face to face with her. "Also, there is a human trick I read about, that I want to see if works for you mares." I made my voice husky as I swapped my index finger for my ring and middle fingers, searching for a spot on her forward wall with a different texture.

Rarity gasped, tensing as I found what I was looking for. She pulled me tightly into a deep kiss, not seeming to care about the fluids drying on my lips as I slowly pressed and rubbed at the place I had found within her. As she became more forceful, so did I, moving my fingers about faster and with more vigor.

There was an actress, popular in adult videos, back on earth, known for her squirting orgasms. If my hand weren't in the way, I am quite certain Rarity would have matched or exceeded one of her best performances. With a powerful blast from her pussy, Rarity began to scream into my mouth as her body convulsed and writhed about for what seemed like hours until she calmed.

Once relaxed, she broke the kiss, stroked my face with a hoof and laid her head back, closing her eyes. Her expression was serene, even as her body continued to twitch momentarily and her breathing slowed.

'Did she just go to sleep?' I thought, laying beside her, putting my hand on her chest to feel her slow, steady heartbeat. It was then that I realized that the right leg of my pants was nearly soaked, and that I was still very much aroused. I kissed her nose softly, and let myself rest, hoping she would wake back up soon, ready for more.

A pop! from the foyer of the suite alerted me of Twilight's arrival before the gentle plodding sound of hooves on carpet approached the bed. "She's out for the night," Twilight whispered, some excitement to her tone.

I froze in terror, reflexively considering the danger of being caught in just this situation by a significant other. "We could wake her up with a horn job." Something about Twilight's words baffled me; maybe it was the excitement in her voice, the arousal in her tone, the unknown act she mentioned, or the giddy mischief.

"What?" I quietly asked, rolling onto my back so that I could turn far enough to see her face in the dim lighting.

"Here, let me show you," Twilight said, mounting the bed so she rested over Rarity's head. "Trust me, she's going to enjoy this," she added, then began doing the sexiest thing I had ever seen.

Rarity continued to sleep, but started moaning as Twilight licked at and fellated her horn. All I could do was stare wide-eyed as the alabaster unicorn started writhing again, caressing herself until a forehoof found her nethers and began rigorously rubbing around.

The Princess took note of this, and used her magic to clumsily unfasten my pants and remove them, revealing my throbbing cock and exposing it to open air for the first time that night. I could not stop the moan that escaped my own mouth at the sensation of my manhood being freed and the show being put on before me.

"Well, aren't you going to help?" Twilight asked, ceasing her ministrations as Rarity continued on auto-pilot with a whine of protest.

"Now this, is amazing," I said, reaching out to pull Twilight into a kiss.

She broke the kiss sooner than I would have liked, saying, "Do what you were doing before, the real fun begins when she's awake again..." Twilight's sultry tone sent shivers down my spine as I moved again to kiss Rarity and bring my hand over her gyrating hoof to her hot core once again.

"Put it in me PLEASE!" Rarity shouted, her eyes still closed as her hips thrust into my fingers. Errant sparks flew from her horn, she wiggled about rapidly and her eyes shot open as she let out a shuddering breath.

Surprised by the outburst, I looked to Twilight for guidance. "Keep going, she's not awake yet," she said, winking at me before wrapping her tongue around the base of Rarity's horn to lick all the way up its length.

I leaned in, right hand still at work, and opened my mouth to join Twilight in stimulating the white spear now between us. Unicorn horns are fascinating things; I had expected... something more solid, like a dear antler maybe, but found it was more akin to a fingernail on the surface, smooth and hard, yet also yielding slightly as if to indicate a softer flesh underneath. I also realized, with this particular perspective, that the horn is not rigidly attached to the skull, but able to be moved about slightly. The errant sparks being produced were yet another oddity, silent to my ears, but electrifying to my other senses like licking a battery.

Soon, Rarity started bucking her hips wildly, her walls trying to pulverize my fingers as she screamed yet again, this time her eyes were open. Between deep, panting breaths she finally managed to say, "Twi- Hoy- That was- Wow..." As she finished, Rarity slumped back into the bed, utterly relaxed as gentle snores began to escape her.

Twilight stared at her with shock plain on her face. "She's never done that before..."

"Wait, before?"

Author's Note

Alright, sorry about the wait, life happened and I became gainfully employed, so time for writing got cut into. Anyhow, at long last here it is.

Tada.

Anyhow, thanks again to Sneaky for proofreading for me.