>You had spent 6 months in the desert, surrounded by nothing but guys.
>Never having a chance to blow off steam, especially like this.
>And with a princess, you couldn’t ask for much more.
>But she was a horse, a p0ny. You were human.
>It just didn’t seem natural and yet…
>Why was this giving you a boner?
>Luna pulled back from her warm kiss, her turquoise eyes staring into your own.
>It was as if she could see the conflict between your brain, your heart, and your penis.
>Hopefully, not that last one, you didn’t want to seem so… impulsive.
>Her eyes shifted away to the floor
>”I apologize if that was… unpleasant, or awkward to you. I… I…”
>She was truly at a loss for words, her mane fell over her face.
“Awkward, a little.”
 >You swept her mane out of her face, and leaned closer.
“But it was anything but unpleasant.”
>You planted a kiss on her lips, this time catching her by surprise.
>She recovered, and the two of your tongues wrestled against each other, fighting for dominance.
>Your hand slid down her side and across her wing, which tensed as she let a soft moan into your mouth.
>You don’t know what the fuck you’re doing, but that seemed to work, so you kept massaging that spot with one hand, your other gently cradling her face.
>Luna let out another moan, breaking the kiss as her wings popped out.
>Your clothes seemed to melt away in the glow of her magic aura, allowing you to focus on keeping up the momentum.
>With a firm push, you had Luna on her back, her wings spread out across the bed.
>Luna’s head shot up, her face filled with confusion at this awkward position you placed her in.
>You placed yourself on top of her, the tip of your gun grinding against her marehood, your faces inches away.
>Your lips met once more, and you gently breached her marehood, warm juices soaking you almost immediately.
>Luna arched her back with pleasure.
>Had the two of you not been kissing, she may have alerted the guards with that one.
>Her breathing was steadily getting quicker and deeper with every motion of your hips
>Her forelegs wrapped around you as her climax came closer and closer.
>Holding yourself up with one hand, you reached down to the wing you hadn’t massaged yet, giving it some attention.
>That sent her over the edge, her marehood constricted around your gun, forcing it to discharge as a tidal wave of her juices flowed across it.
>She broke the kiss, turning her head with her teeth clenched, her body convulsing like it was twenty below.
>A brief moment later she let out a long sigh, her jaw quivering just as the rest of body.
>Both wings lost their rigidity, wrapping your body in the softest of embraces.
>Luna was still shaking, though much less by now, staring up into your eyes, tightening her wings to bring you in for several, smaller, more sensual kisses.