>It's late in the evening when you return to the hotel from your date with your sexy bat girlfriend, Grey Mouse
>Food here in Manehattan is amazing; you'd booked a table at a local sushi place, where you'd both gorged on fresh fish and imported rice liquor 
>The taste of tuna is still in Grey Mouse's mouth when she kisses you in the doorway of your room
>"Up for an aperitif?" she asks breathily, her hooves brushing the back of your neck as she presses her body close
>You meet her bright golden gaze, her wispy mane feeling so soft in your fingers, and give her your assent with a deep kiss
>Fangs nip your lip when you break away, your lover's gaze sultry as she leads you into the bedroom
>The city unfolds below the panoramic penthouse windows, a living urban galaxy of neon color 
>Soft, blue glowing light pulses from beneath the sill, oceanic, calm, and sexual
>Velvety lounge music pours like molasses from the room's sound system after Grey Mouse activates it with a flick of her tail
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>She stands between you and the bed, a lithe shadow, her eyes glinting in the dark
>Waiting for your touch
>She melts against you at your kiss, relaxing utterly in your embrace
>Soft, whimpering moans escape her lips, muffled by the closeness of your mouths
>Gently you lift her onto the bed and climb on top of her, kissing up her body as you do, lips tracing over her belly and neck
>Her legs shake as your fingers brush her thigh, her wings spreading fully as they strain against the bedsheet
>The passion you share slowly consumes you both, a flame fueled by desire that neither of you have ever felt for anyone else
>This closeness, this heat, it just feels so right, so perfect
>No other romance could even come close to what you have now, rolling through tousled sheets with Grey Mouse
>Her small body trembles against you, crying out for more, for your fingers to touch every inch of her sensitive skin
>You slide your hand between her legs, and with a little cry she sinks her fangs, like pinpricks, into your shoulder
>"A-Ah, I'm sorry…" she says, seeing the thin trails of blood, only to break off into a gasp of pleasure, your fingertips drawing lightly over her heart-shaped clitoris
>Grey Mouse writhes beneath you, overwhelmed by your merciless teasing, kees and screes tumbling out of her throat, her vulva winking frantically even as her juices spill out onto the bedsheet
>Suddenly she arches her back, forcing her mouth up to yours to kiss you roughly
>Your lip is caught by her fangs, kept captive until she chooses to let you go
>Her smile is sly as she looks up into your eyes
>"Would you like to smell my bum, sweetie?" she asks lightly, squeezing your hand between her thighs. 
>You watch as she slowly turns onto her stomach and lifts her hips, presenting her ass
>Smoothly she lifts her tail, giving you full view of her perfect pussy and asshole nestled in the gray cleft of her buttocks, soft and voluminous despite her slim frame
>She watches you over her shoulder, giving you a look so intoxicating that you find it impossible to hold back. "Go on, I'm waiting…"
>The clean, feminine scent of her bat butt fills your nostrils as you press your nose into that warm, wet cleft of her proffered rump
>There is no smell that could compare, nothing so intimate and lovely as the scent of your bat pony lover 
>Grey Mouse presses hard against your face as your tongue dances over her asshole, tickling her sensitive ponut
>Her moans grow high-pitched and feverish, your tongue lapping down her slit, the taste better than any sashimi
>Lips meet lips as you caress her vulva with kisses, before taking her swollen clitoris into your mouth
>Her reaction is near-immediate, and explosive
>Slow, lazy circles of your tongue on her bud, coupled with the sucking of your lips, takes her quickly over the edge
>Her hips buck against you, and she lets out a screaming moan, a torrent of hot, musty fluid gushing from her marepussy with each powerful vulvar wink
>You're absolutely covered in her juices by the time she's finished cumming, marked with her scent, even as she shivers in the afterglow, floating on the pleasure of orgasm
>Gently you take her into your arms, letting her nestle against your chest
>She lets out a sigh of rapture. "That was wonderful, Anon…"
>The two of you lie together in the suite's soft blue glow, sharing the warmth of your bodies
>Never before have you known such peace, lying here beside such a sweet, gentle mare, who understands you as closely as you understand her
>Below you stretches the whole of Manehattan, and it feels like the entire world has unfolded before you, as if nothing is impossible anymore
>And only with her have you ever felt this way
>That with love, anything is possible
>You lean down to kiss her, long and sweet, savoring her taste, her exquisite beauty, the feel of her breath on your face
>Feeling the realness of her, the solidity of her form, her softness, knowing that this has all truly transpired, and that nothing has ever felt more real than this moment
>Nothing gives you more pleasure than seeing her contented smile, her half-lidded eyes, as she snuggles beside you
>Together you fall asleep, safe and warm in your bed above the clouds