Wow, I didn't think it would take THIS long to actually post this part. Sorry about the literal year long wait. I have to be honest I had my doubts with this part and the ones to come, I kept pushing this project back in pursuit of other stories. Before a knew it, a year had passed since the last part. Good news is you won't be waiting long for the next parts to come.
ALRIGHT LET'S DO THIS!
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2nd Day of Peace Part 14
 
>Christ, you had no idea that waiting for cinnamon toast would be this hot.
>For the fifth time tonight, you and Fluttershy are coming up for air after yet another ‘tongue fucking’ session.
>She makes a drunken laugh as you pull away from her.
>”Cheeeck iiiit.”
“Calm down. Damn.”
>Your turn around, only to have Fluttershy tug at your arm to get you to face her.
>”Wait,” she says, putting a hoof under your chin.
>Pulling you close, her lips meet yours once more for a loving peck.
>”I just like how your lips feel, heehee. Okay, now check it.”
>With haste, you make your way back to the oven, opening it; you feel the wave of heat hit your face.
“Flutters, light.”
>She flutters off the kitchen island toward the light switch, flipping it on.
>Thanks to that, you’re able to see that the toast is ready and the sweet smell of cinnamon toast is giving you a food boner.
>Seconds later, Fluttershy makes her way over with a towel for you to take the tray of toast out.
>As fancy as this place of royalty is, you’d think there would be oven mittens on standby.
>Anyway, you take the tray out and place it onto of the stove.
>The smell of your childhood favorite snack making its way to your nose.
“Peach honey?”
>At your right, you see Fluttershy put the jar just beside the tray of cinnamon toast.
>Taking the spoon from the jar, you carefully bring it over to one of the slices, just above it.
>With surgeon-like hands, you let it drizzle onto a slice.
>Fluttershy takes the towel and wipes your forehead, both of you having immense amount of anticipation.
>”Easy, easy honey. Nice and slow.”
“Shhh, this takes focus.”
>”Oh you two are just silly as can be,” a voice from the kitchen entrance says.
>You know the voice from anywhere.
>None other than Vinyl Scratch, sticking her nose into your business.
>Not that you mind.
 
 
“Versus Mode, now is not a good time. I’m trying to focus here.”
>”Sssshhh, never mind her, just finish your final touches,” Fluttershy whispers, wiping your forehead again.
>Vinyl made her way over, standing at your left witnessing you drizzling a small amount of peach honey over two slices.
>”Oooh cinnamon toast, sweet, don’t mind me,” Vinyl says before grabbing a slice at the other end of the tray with her magic.
“Oi! Put it back that’s for me and-“
>”Mmmm, damn Anon did you make this? It’s fucking awesome. It makes love to my taste buds.”
“…”
>Did you just make love to Vinyl?
>Oh. Shit. Nigga.
>”Anyway, I gotta go, see you guys in an hour.”
“Uhh, yeah, you bet. Later Vinyl.”
>Vinyl trots out of the kitchen, still praising your slice of perfection.
>”Hoh muh Luna, this human is brilliant!” She shouts as she made her way down the hall.
>You however, are still in a daze.
“I… Made love to her taste buds.”
>A hoof makes a gentle slap on your right cheek.
>”Hey Nony, snap out of it fan boy, she just stole a slice of cinnamon toast.”
“Yeah, I know. Isn’t it lovely?”
>Fluttershy sighs, “Poor thing, falling under her vicious spells.”
“But Fluttershy, its Vinyl. Just this once, I’ll let her slide.”
>”And the next time?”
“There will be no warning, only torment and agony. I wouldn’t make cinnamon toast for charity.”
>”Okay. Now back to the main event?”
>You turn to her, glaring at her as if to say, "What the hell is wrong with you?"
“How can you possibly be thinking about fucking at a time like this?”
>She tilts her head, raising an eyebrow.
>”I was… talking about the toast and the honey.”
>You avoid her gaze, clearing your throat.
“Oh…”
>”Heehee and I’m the perverted one.”
“Shuddup.”
 
 
“WHY?! Never again!”
>”BLEH! HOW?!”
“My heart is broken. Just… How? Both are so lovely.”
>”It’s n-not possible. An-non, hold me, I think I’m crumbling.”
>Cinnamon Toast + Peach Honey = Horrid combination.
>Which is an equation that you and Fluttershy just found out right now.
>It’s the most disappointing thing since… Ever.
>Both of you are at a nearby trash can spiting and scraping your tongues of a disastrous snack.
“Need apple cider now.”
>”I drank it all remember?”
“Damn it Flutters, you need to get a hold on your addiction to apple cider!”
>”Sorry sweetie. Note to self: cinnamon toast with peach honey, never again.”
>You stop to look at Fluttershy with a smile.
“Aww, you keep little notes too?”
>”Mhm, not often though.”
>You give her a nod of approval.
“You’re alright, Fluttershy.”
>”Anon, you know what we need to do.”
“Yeah, get this horrible taste out of our mouths.”
>”So, back to the little bar?”
“Yeah, bring the cinnamon toast on a plate, its high time we get some more of that Amethyst.”
>”Agreed.”
>Within a matter of minutes, you and Fluttershy stagger back to your room.
>You took the bottle of Amethyst found in the bar with you.
>No worries, Fluttershy has the plate of cinnamon toast balance on her head.
>Both of you decided that it was best to keep the Godly snack out of public unworthy hooves.
>So now you and Fluttershy are walking back to your private quarters.
>Drunken laughter that was manufactured by you and Fluttershy fills the air.
>Opening the door to your room, you let it swing open fully.
>You face Fluttershy and bow to her.
“After you."
>”Awww, you’re such a sweetheart, y’know that?”
“Nah, I’m just drunk.”
>”Mhm, okay.”
>She trots inside the bedroom, without looking she flips on the light switch with her tail.
>Not sure if teasing or just lazy.
>”It’s both actually, it’s called multitasking.”
 
 
>You walk inside completely thrown off from her response out of nowhere.
“How do you fuckin’ do that?”
>She doesn’t respond right away, she just slides the plate onto her nightstand and hops in bed.
>She looks at you with a smile and rosy cheeks on her face.
>Patting the spot to the left of her, she offers for you to join her.
>With a shrug, you do just that, lying on your back while the capped bottle of Amethyst lied on your chest.
>”Anon, I don’t think you know how well I know you. Four years is a long time to get to know somep0ny.”
 “I really rather not go down memory lane right now.”
>”I’m not; I’m just saying I noticed a lot more about you than you know in that amount of time.”
>She reaches for the bottle of Amethyst using her front hooves and takes a swig.
>Putting it back down, she looks at you, her drunken smile and cocked up eyebrow is a good look for her.
>Unexpectedly she bursts into laughter as she looks at you.
>”Hahahaha! Anon, I gotta question for ya and I think I know the answer.”
>You reach for the bottle, grabbing it; you take a drink as well.
>You put it on your night stand.
“Alright what?”
>She snickers again as if she can’t wait to deliver a punch-line.
>She moves closer to you where you’re once again face to face with her.
>A hoof lands on your chest, rubbing in a circular motion.
>”Hey Anon,” she says, barely containing her laughter. “Wanna knock boots?”
>Instantly you let out a healthy laugh from the gut, you had forgotten about that phrase.
>You place your hand under Fluttershy’s chin to pull her close then give her a peck on her lips.
“You’re a funny one, ‘Shy.”
>”Silly Anon, you said that already.”
“Hush it, now can you pass the cinnamon toast, please?”
>Another peck from her found its way on your lips.
 
 
>”Sure thing, hun.”
>”Ugh, boooring! Come on, let’s see some action already! Enough with the innocent kisses and pecking!” Vinyl shouts.
>Who is apparently standing in the doorway of your room.
>Ah right, you forgot to close the door, damn Fluttershy's 'multitasking' skills.
“Vinyl, what the hell?”
>”Just here to tell you guys my show starts in twenty-eight minutes.”
>Punctual much?
“Oh, cool, but can you at least make your presence known next time?”
>”Don’t worry, I will,” Vinyl’s eyes shift over to the plate of cinnamon toast on Fluttershy’s night stand.
>”Uh, by the way, any of you gonna eat that?”
“Vinyl, if you so much as touch a crumb, I will end your very existence.”
>”Whoa, look who suddenly grew a pair. Alright I get it, no touching the snack that seems to have descended from the Gods. Again, show starts soon. Just uhh… Gonna go now.”
“We’ll be there, count on it.”
>”Okay, cool. So umm… I’m just gonna close this door now.”
>She does that in the slowest way possible in hopes to catch a glimpse of you and Fluttershy getting it on.
>After seven months, it finally closes and Vinyl trots away.
>You found Fluttershy staring at you as if she’s about to pounce on you.
>”You actually told your music idol you’ll end her if she even touches a crumb.”
“Yeah? So?”
>”That’s hot.”
>You shrug, not thinking much of her comment.
“Yeah, yeah, just pass the plate, please. -With- the toast on said plate by the way; I know how you are with finding loopholes.”
>”Anon, it’s your turn to get out of my head now.”
“HA!”
 
 
>Twenty minutes passed of you and Fluttershy devouring cinnamon toast and washing it down with Amethyst while you two sat beside each other in bed.
>That and doing your usual chit-chatting as well as telling each other to vacate the premises of each other’s mind.
>It’s like you’re mind linked with this mare in the strangest way possible.
>At this point, you don’t even bother keeping a private thought, she’ll just know anyway.
>Even though you’re tempted of ‘knocking boots’ with her, right now the night is still young there will be plenty of time for that when you get in this room.
>Not to mention when you get back home in P0nyville.
>Having Fluttershy as a roommate for the rest of this month?
>Shit’s gonna get wild.
>”Ugh I can’t wait to get back home with you.”
“Oh for the love of--seriously, cut it out.”
>She puts her hooves up as if she's innocent, her face showing genuine surprise.
>”I’m not even trying! Honest! Oh by the way, here’s the bottle, I know you’re craving some more of it.”
>You grab the bottle absent mindedly and knock back another swig of the stuff then pass it back.
>”Hey, wasn’t Vinyl’s thing supposed to be happenin’ right about now?”
“Oh shit! Time to make haste, we’ve got some wubs to jam to!”
>You grab Fluttershy’s front hooves and drag her out of bed.
>No matter how comfortable this bed is, it can’t stop you from anything related to Vinyl’s music.
>”Noooo it’s so comfortable.”
“Which is why I’m doing this, I swear this bed is fucking evil.”
>She wraps her hooves around your neck as she got on your back.
>From there, you start your dash to the dancehall, leaving the door open once again.
>”Anon the door!”
>You stop just in time and turn around to close the door.
>Then you took off like lightening to get you wubs fix.
 
 
 
>It didn't take long to arrive at the dance hall.
>A decent sized group was in the vicinity including Luna in front of everyone, closet to the DJ booth.
>From what you can tell, Vinyl hasn’t started, she isn’t on her throne yet.
>There were two chairs at the entrance of the dancehall, without even thinking you two made your way to them.
>Once you sat down, you notice something strange that’ll only give way to how weird this night might turn out to be.
>Your hands.
>Looking at the cracks of your hands, you notice they look warped, moving without your consent.
>You blink a few times in disbelief and check again, only to have a butterfly standing on your right palm as it idly flapped its wings.
“What the hell?”
>Before your eyes it vanishes.
>”Anonareyou okay?” Fluttershy asks.
>You turn to her unsure if her voice sped up then went back to normal.
“Sorry can you repeat that?”
>”Hoooney, I asked if you were okay.”
>What you heard was Fluttershy’s tone of her voice become deeper as it slowed down.
“Yeah...”
>You face the crowd ahead of you still confused of what just happened.
>The room seems to teeter-totter while no one gets affected by the slant.
 >Suddenly, you smell cake, since you do enjoy the smell of it, you decide to find out where’s its source.
>Turning your head to the entrance, you see Celestia trotting in, doing her royal shuffle stride.
>She spots you immediately, a smile on her face and chances are she’s replaying a certain event that happened in the kitchen tonight.
>”Feeling okay over there?” She asks.
>You nod, not really wanting to be bothered by her at the moment.
>You’re just trying not to panic considering shit is starting to get trippy.
>Sadly, Celestia made up her mind to get into your business.
>She walks over and stops just short of you.
>”I trust you’re having a fine evening.”
>Another nod gave her the answer she’s looking for.
 
 
>Not only that, but you finally figured out where that smell of cake was coming from.
>Her breath, it smells like delicious cake that you would devour in a heartbeat.
>You like cake.
>”Alright, I can see you don’t want to be bothered with me.”
“Whoa it’s not like that at all I’m deep in thought and-“
>She puts a hoof on your shoulder.
>”Relax Anon, it’s quite alright, oh and umm...” she lets her words trail off as she gestures for you to come closer.
>You lend her an ear to see what’s she’s trying to be so secretive about.
>”Don’t be a foolish filly, wrap your tool silly,” she whispers with a giggle.
>Your demand for cake has sky-rocketed.
>Jeez, you can’t wait to get off this diet because you’re so going to visit Pinkie Pie on a daily basis.
>Hey wait a minute did the ruler of Equestria just tell you to wear a rubber?!
>She trots away into the crowd of ponies which is seriously starting to trip you out now.
>Aside from hearing everyone’s voices either being high-pitched or deep, the colors of the ponies seem to float out of their lines into the air.
>Then shortly after they get sucked back in the lines.
>”Oh pretty~,” Fluttershy says as she had sparkles in her eyes and clapping her hooves.
>You turn to her, raising an eyebrow.
“You see it too?”
>She turns to you, mouth agape, her eyes wide and nodding her head.
>”It’s magical.”
>Okay, Fluttershy is on a trip too. Cool.
>The crowd starts to cheer, from the only pony that can cause such a ruckus.
>Lo and behold, Vinyl Scratch with her cool shades and smug grin.
>She makes her way to the booth and clears her throat before speaking on the microphone.
>”Good eeeeveeeening Canterlot! First I would liiike to thank Luna for giving me this opportunity, I am humbled.”
>”WE LOVE YOU VINYL!!” Luna shouts to the top of her lungs.
>Ha, you forgot she’s a hardcore fan like you.
 
 
>The surrounding ponies leaned away to give her some room.
>Personally, you think its badass that Vinyl is performing her dubstep music at the Princess’ castle.
>The crowd was full of snooty fucks in bow ties, monocles and top hats.
>God as if this night could be trippier! You’re not even sure if ‘trippier’ is a word, but you’re using it anyway.
>You may as well make it a little less awkward for Luna.
>So you stand up and…
“YEAH VINYL DO THE DAMN THING!”
>Right now, you do not give a fuck what these ponies think of you, Amethyst and apple cider is in your system right now.
>Heck you’re ready to listen to some epic tunage and yes ‘tunage’ is a fucking word so fuck you.
>Sorry, that stuff you drank earlier is a lot stronger than you thought.
>Vinyl Scratch is the main topic at this time.
>You’re ready for her to make love to your mind.
>”Are you ready Canterlot?!”
>What you didn’t expect was everyone in the crowd cheering as loud as they possibly can.
>Their hooves clopping against the floor, whistles and shouts mixed in as well.
>”Well, I am most certainly feeling the [spoiler]LOVE.”[/spoiler]
>It was very distracting seeing all those colors leak out into the air.
>”Alright folks, leeeet’s get those hooves tapping!”
>A track begins and you recognize the song instantly; in fact it’s one of your favorites.
>The title is simply named ‘Ordinary’.
>Snares and kicks become a rhythmic pattern with a few hi hats.
>Electric synths and lasers fade into the track.
>Upon hearing the music you find yourself in a different world.
>The crowd becomes blotted out by darkness as if they’re insignificant.
>All around the room the color black covers the area.
 
 
>A white line runs horizontally around the room’s walls, at first flat but now it makes waves in sync to the beat that’s beginning to build.
>Checkerboard patterns show on the dance floor, the white squares glowing with brilliant neon white.
>Every time the kick hits the color of the squares on the floor switch from black to white then black again, which you find is starting to match with your heart’s beat.
>Vocals in the song speak up, mixing into the lovely sounds of dubstep.
>”Ahahahaha! How… Ordinary,” a robotic female voice says.
>Within nearly half a minute, you find more electric synths and occasional wobbles sprinkle into the mix with ease.
>By the time the song finishes building its orgasmic beat, your body is reacting accordingly.
>You are on edge, the tampered mind you have is literally begging for more.
>Before your eyes, you see Vinyl fading into your vision, her mane giving off a neon electric blue color with purple electricity dancing around it that comes from her shades.
>Her shades giving off neon purple as well.
>Music notes fly out of the DJ booth rainbow colored, into the air along with words.
>A flock of ‘wub’ emits from speakers.
>The walls around you and that waveform line are switching between white and black.
>Fluttershy passionately sucks your neck.
>You feel a jolt to the brain that’s causing inordinate desire to the highest caliber imaginable.
>The rest of your body feels… High oddly enough, feeling everything in ridiculous amounts of detail.
>You had to run your hands down your lap to get your sensors back in control.
 
 
>The taste of Amethyst lingers on your tongue, teasing it for not drinking more of it.
>You close your eyes, your weight seems to amplify, making you feel like you're falling through this plane of reality.
>Pink squares outlined in yellow come into view, multiplying and becoming smaller and smaller.
>All while the song makes a dramatic pause before the drop.
>A conversation takes place on the track.
>”You see, the thing about ponies is they only play the game for keeps when they know for a fact they can win,” an old mare says.
>”They apply that same strategy to anything they want, but mostly just love.”
>”By the time your lips meet, it’ll be too late for you to realize that you’re a victim of deceit.”
>”So, what do you do? What CAN you do?” A young stallion asks.
>A convoluted laugh invades your ears, sending a chill down your spine.
>The laugh becomes distorted, speeding up then slowing down giving it a deep disturbing tone.
>”Still not listening hmm? I’ll tell you what you do, now listen closely and carefully, the answer is simple (simple)… Win.”
>Out of the speakers, the bass drop occurs.
>An intoxicating rush of feeling unstoppable floods and overwhelms every inch of your body starting at your ears.
>It’s chilling, yet a warming feeling.
>The aggressive growls force you to move accordingly in sync.
>Your mind is trying to process the brilliantly crafted combination of sound that is a dubstep drop.
>All it can make of the drop is that there is an orgasm happening that’s beyond understanding and it ain’t complaining.
 
 
>”As if we need more chaos in this world!” The young stallion responds in shock.
>You open your eyes and all clues or grasps of the real world have vanished.
>The crowd’s bodies warped importunately stretching in one area and shrinking in another while they dance.
>The floor’s pattern goes from black and white checkerboard to rainbow colored.
>From there the patterns go from checkerboard to green and blue neon outlined puzzle pieces coming apart.
>Then random assorted triangles that are blue and orange.
>And then pink and yellow paint splashes.
>The line running along the walls goes crazy keeping up with the genius drop, making sharp spikes touching the ceiling and the floor.
>Unheard of wobbles riddle your body with vibrations of bliss, forcing you to lean your head back and hum with the tune.
>Yeah, you’re diggin’ the song.
“Oh sweet fuuuck.”
>Whatever was in that tea, whatever was in that ‘Amethyst’, you swear…
>Your tampered mind and body has…
>Become completely relaxed.
>Gone half past perplexed.
>The urge to get naked.
>Become wasted.
>Faded.
>Lust before love and all of the above.
 
 
>Once the drop finally ran its course, you black out for a moment, not remembering much.
>On second you presented a hand to Fluttershy, she was blushing away from you while she had a hoof in your hand.
>”Umm, A-Anon, I don’t think-“
>That’s all you remember.
>The next moment, you found yourself surrounded by the crowd.
>Fluttershy was dancing just in front of you.
>The crowd was cheering, in the back of the crowd you saw the princesses beaming at the two of you.
>A familiar chant comes into your ears to your surprise.
>”GO ANON, GO FLUTTERSHY, GO ANON!”
>”Looooook at him move everyp0ny!” Vinyl shouts.
>By the time you actually had an idea what was going on, one of Vinyl’s songs was ending.
>A robot voice echoes at the end of the track while the song died out.
>”Kick snare kick!”
>”Make the beat sick!”
>”Snare kick snare!”
>”Flanks in the air!” It shouts
>You have no idea how long you was on the dance floor but you are dog tired.
>In a swift manner, you walk back to your seat.
>”Well I hope you guys enjoyed; I certainly know that Anon did! Goodnight everyp0ny!” Vinyl says into the mic.
>Sitting in your chair, you notice Vinyl stepping down from her throne.
>Fluttershy trots up to you with a pleased grin.
>”Where have you been hiding THOSE moves, honey?” She asks then sat beside you.
"What just happened?”
>Luna telepoofs in front of you, letting out a giddy squee as she hugs you to your surprise.
>”THAT WAS SO COOL!” She yells in your ear.
“Jeez, volume please.”
>She pulls away chuckling nervously,”heehee, sorry about that.”
>You shake your head for a moment, feeling woozy, thirsty and two kinds of exhausted.
>In a blur, Vinyl trots over to you floating a glass of water.
>You have no idea where she got it from, but you gladly took it, thanking her afterward.
>”Dude, you know you HAVE to come with me to Manehatten right? That was awesome!”
 
 
>Luna shakes her head in agreement.
>”We would pay top Bit to see that.”
>”Damn right, your majesty,” Vinyl replies.
>Luna slowly turns her head over to Vinyl and squees yet again like a little filly.
>”OH MY SISTER IT’S YOU! HUG US YOU DIVINE MUSIC CREATING DEITY!” Luna shouts loud enough to wake up the neighboring universe.
>Resisting the urge flat out lose your sides for a month, you keep quiet and drink your nice cold water.
>Vinyl hugs Luna and unexpectedly, Luna returned the hug nearly crushing Vinyl’s ribs.
>”U-umm…Your majesty, kinda need to breath here,” she says faintly.
>Luna lets go, yet again giving a nervous chuckle and apologizes like crazy.
>In the meantime, you’re just staring at your cup of water, the volume of your surroundings lower to the point where it’s mute.
>You see the human version of Fluttershy staring back at you in the reflection of the water.
>”Hiiii cutie, ~” she sings, the water ripples to the vibration of her voice.
>Well, that’s totally normal.
>Perhaps it’s time to get some sleep.
>The volume turns back up to normal when you blink.
>”Anon?” Fluttershy says, tapping your shoulder.
>You look over to her still in a daze; you notice Vinyl and Luna have left, as well as the crowd making their way out of the room as well.
“Yeah?”
>”Feeling ooookay sweeeetie?”
“I’m not sure. I’m just trippin’ out right now.”
>”Me too, which could only mean one thing.”
“That being?”
>”We’re on Luna’s Lucid Lust Dust right now.”
“We are?”
>She's telling you this now?
>”Mhm, and another thing, we really need to find out what’s in that Amethyst stuff.”
 “You’ll get no argument from me.”
 
 
>”Ah yes, ‘Amethyst’, it’s a very interesting drink,” Celestia replies as she took a sip of tea from her cup while in the dining room.
>Vinyl and Luna joined her as well; Luna however was playing twenty questions with Vinyl.
>You and Fluttershy however are doing your best to pay attention to Celestia.
>The room itself was distracting and Luna’s series of squees are not helping.
>There’s a chair by a window that’s moon walking.
>The crimson red curtains keep dripping on the floor and when it lands it makes a big splash then shrinks into a little speck.
>What in the fuck?
“So can you just cut to the chase and tell us what it does, Tia?”
>She puts down her tea to face you.
>”Wwwhaaaat did you just call me?”
“Uhh, Tia? Short of Celestia, but I’m just taking the ‘Tia’ part and making it its own pet name I guess.”
>A smirk crosses her face.
>”So I’m your pet now, is that correct? You want me as a pet?”
>Her eyes locked onto like she’s ready to hand you Hell in a hand-basket.
“What? No-no not at all, it’s just a little nick-name, your majesty. Because saying ‘Tia’ is way shorter than saying Princess Celestia and yeah I’m just gonna shut up now.”
>”And why don’t you want me as a pet? Is there something wrong with me hmm?” She asks with a stern glare.
“W-well I didn’t say I didn’t want you as a pet it’s just-“
>”So you -do- want me as a pet? Don’t you believe in eeeequality for all? So now I’m inferior to you? Is that it? You want to take away the /very/ thing that not only I believe in but everyp0ny in EEEEquestria believes in, equality. Is thaaaat what you want? Is it?”
>If reality can just keep at a constant speed, it would be nice.
“I-I didn’t s-say--okay I’m really just gonna shut up now.”
 
 
>”Goodness I’m just messing with you! Calm down, you’re not in trouble.”
>Celestia couldn't stop snickering. She thinks she -such- a trouble maker, doesn't she?
“Damn it, Tia! Would you stop doing that? I can never tell if you’re serious or just trolling.”
>”Calm down Anonymous, there iiiis no need to get your Jeremies Shuffled. Plus, I never got to see the drunk you.”
“Yeah, well this'll be the last time seeing-- wait, how the fuck do you know about ‘Jeremies’?”
>She tilts her head, a look of amusement on her face.
>”I went through your memories when your first arrived here, remember? I also find it disturbing that you never celebrated your birthday, so strange.”
“Oh… Right. You didn’t happen tell Applejack about ‘Jimmies’ did you? Because that would explain a lot. And yeah, I’m not one for celebrating my birthday. Hate it, it’s just a reminder that we’re one year closer to our end.”
>”Oh don’t be so pessimistic,” Fluttershy says, give your arm a soft punch.
>”Anon, no need to be so dark about it, by the way, I like ‘Tia’ more than ‘Celly’; it’s just down right cute! Now about this Amethyst you and Fluttershy drank without my permission.”
>God, seeing the princesses in such a laid back light is something to behold. They seem like any other mare, so humble, down to earth. It's kinda cool.
>In sync both you and Fluttershy take a gulp in panic.
>Celestia was doing her authority stare again, so much for the laid back Tia...
>”There’s nothing to be alarmed about; all it does is alter its taste. Its design to make the drinker have more of it without having it burn your throat.”
>She picks up her tea and sips some more.
>Both you and Fluttershy sigh in relief.
 
 
“Whew. That’s a relief. Now, my next question, is there any antidote for Luna’s Lucid Lust Dust? Some sort of detox or something?”
>Celestia nearly made a spit take but swallowed just in time. Her eyes almost bulge out of her head.
>”Please tell me neither of you are on it right now.”
>”We kinda are, we suspect we may have ingested from a tea we had at Lady Laleh’s Luxurious Tea Lounge.”
>Celestia stifles a chuckle to herself, “I do love a little alliteration from time to time. Luna’s Lucid Lust Dust being served at Lady Laleh’s Luxurious Tea Lounge isn’t it lovely my little sister?
>You groan, having your eyes glossed over with an unamused glare.
“Okay there is just way too many L words going on here. Now are there any antidotes to it or not?”
>”Now now, Anon, no need to get hasty," Celestia replies, making a dismissive hoof wave. "But I have some bad news. There isn’t any, you can only let it run its course through your system.”
>”However there is one piece of advice we can offer,” Luna begins.  “It’s an unwritten rule that barely anyp0ny pays attention to until the damage is done.”
“And that would be, Luna?”
>”During late hours of the night, use lube, lots and lots of lube.”
>You try your best not to cringe at the image Luna just flung into your head.
>Fluttershy taps your shoulder and gestures for you to come close.
>You lend her an ear to see what she wants.
>”No worries, I brought plenty of that,” she whispers.
>Fluttershy is clearly a mare that plans ahead.
>It kinda makes you wonder if this was all part of her plan.
>She has been known for her elaborate cloak and dagger scheming.
>But that’s nothing to dwell on right now.
>You give her a nod then face Celestia once again.
“Huh, okay noted.”
>”Now, is there anything you will need?”
>It was at this time when two ‘notes to self’ came to mind.
 
 
“Oh yeah. The bed we have? I’m taking it and I need money to get through the harsh winter.”
>”The bed is yours, as for the money, I'm afraid that's going to be a no, I can't completely spoil my favorite human. But do consider the bed as a birthday gift."
“How is it that everyone knows when my birthday is but me?”
>Luna and Celestia look at each other with their eyebrows raised then look back at you.
>”You don’t know when it is?” Celestia asks.
“Uhh no? I kinda threw out the calendar of Earth. So yeah.”
>”Oh. It’s not that different from ours you know. After all, we have weekdays that have the same names.”
“I know that, Tia, but as for the days of the months, some are thirty exactly when another is thirty four. Like really? Thirty four days for a month? That’s overkill.”
>”No worries, Twilight will thoroughly inform you about how we keep dates around here.”
“You can’t tell me know?”
>”Terribly sorry to tell you this but it’s Tia’s Tea Time, right now and time is tick tocking awaaaay,” Celestia responds in a sing song tone.
“Ugh, you and your alliterations.”
>”I love them. Now go to your room and stay there, that’s the safest place for you both, I don’t want to have to explain why the only human took a dive into an empty pool.”
“Alright alright, fuck.”
>You get out of your chair; gently you tap Fluttershy’s shoulder.
>”EEP! Don’t scare me like that Anon!”
“You’re trippin’ balls, just come on.”
>With Fluttershy following you, you two back your way to your room, leaving the Princesses and Vinyl to themselves.
>Wait, did Celestia just send you to your room like you’re a little kid?
>Man, trips these days.
>The mares in the dining room continued to chat.
>“So sister, what do you think is gonna happen when they get to their room?” Luna asks.
>”Do you have to ask? Isn’t it obvious?” Vinyl chimes in.
>Celestia puts down her tea cup and sighs, “ah, Night of Firsts in Equestria.”
 
 
>Both you and Fluttershy do the sluggish zombie shuffle to the room.
>Being drunk and going on a trip both of you let out a sigh of relief when you saw the door.
>The walk itself was tiring.
>Opening the door, you bow to Fluttershy once again, gesturing that she go in first.
>Making a tired chuckle, she looks up at you with a smile.
>”Such a gentlecolt.”
>She trots in, plopping right on the bed.
>Ha, yeah, she’s exhausted, poor little thing, bless her soul.
>Closing the door behind you, you flip off the light then walk over to the bed and land face first on your pillow, mumbling to yourself how relieved and relaxed you are from the bed.
>You turn your head to face your alarm clock to check the time.
>10:52 pm was read on the clock as the numbers make a wave; you sigh and close your eyes.
>Fluttershy taps a hoof on your shoulder to catch your attention.
>”Ah ah aaahh, ~” she sings to imply you’re doing something you’re not supposed to be doing.
“Ugh, whaaaat?”
>”You can’t sleep, remember?”
>Rolling your eyes, you turn over on your side to face Fluttershy.
>You were shocked when Fluttershy’s was close enough touch nose-to-nose and Luna yet again has provided illumination in the room.
“Flutters, I’m too tired not to. Aren’t you exhausted from all that dancing?”
>A warm smile comes across her face.
>”Anon, thank you.”
“Huh, for what?”
>”A fun night, the toast, the drinking and the dancing.”
“And the ‘waiting’ for the toast, don’t forget about that.”
>”Behave you, stop being perverted.”
>You blink a few times in disbelief.
“Can you repeat that? I couldn’t hear you over all that irony.”
>She punches your shoulder playfully, laughing with you.
>”Oh hush up; you’re just as bad as me if not worse.”
 “Whatever.”
>You close your eyes and exhale.
>Only to find Fluttershy’s lips coming in contact with yours and her tongue invading your mouth.
 
 
>Using a hoof, she pushes your shoulder, forcing you to lie on your back and in a smooth motion she gets on top of you.
>Her lips doesn’t part from yours any time soon, it was just a battle of tongue dominance.
>The longer you the kiss lasted the more heated it became.
>Her taste sends your mind reeling, creating a demand for her.
>From your eyes being closed, you find that yet again you feel like you’re falling while your saw the darkness before you.
>The smell of lemons becomes arousing, causing an electric jolt of pleasure that shoots from the brain down to your length between your legs, giving it life.
>However the said jolt seemed to be amplified by the drug you’re on and in return thoughts of rutting without pause are the only thoughts in your mind.
>By instinct you wrap your arms around her, pulling her close.
>The pink mini squares outlined in yellow come into view while your eyes were closed.
>The depth you feel yourself in is becoming frightening, yet appealing.
>Fluttershy’s moan in her throat took your mind off the falling feeling onto her.
>She breaks the kiss, a string of saliva that connected you two, comes apart.
>Both of you decided to hold off for a moment to catch your breath.
>”No sleeeeping~”
“You gotta be kid-“
>She cuts you off with another kiss on your lips.
>”You’re gonna have to stay awake with me.”
“For how long?”
>She looks up and to her left, going over the question in her head. Making an audible, "hmmm."
>”Well, considering we fell asleep earlier, chances are we’re gonna have to stay up for about five days.”
“Shit, we’re gonna need coffee.”
>”PFFF, nooooo you’re not.”
>She boops your nose then her face inches closer.
>”You’re gonna need me. I know for a fact I can keep you up.”
“Fluttershy, you’re drunk.”
 
 
>”Sooo are you~”
>A quick peck from her made its way to your lips.
>Stepping backward, she positions herself where she’s face to face with your belt buckle.
>You lean your head back looking up at the ceiling allowing your mind to process if this is really happening.
[spoiler] I suck at clop, forgive me.[/spoiler]
>You hear Fluttershy tampering with the belt only to groan in frustration.
>”Frickin’ belt! It is both the ally and the enemy!”
>Utter madness yet again, ha she’s so gone.
>She looks up at you, “umm, Nony, can you be a sweetie and-“
>You reach for your belt buckle and undo it as well as your pants button and zipper without a hitch.
>”Thaaank you.”
>You boner springs out of its prison, Fluttershy uses her teeth to pull down your boxers.
>Before long, you feel her hot breath coming down on your member, which is only a turn on at this point.
>You exhale through your nose and close your eyes to relax.
>Her tongue makes a trace in a slow pace from your base to the tip.
>The stimuli from it shoot off the charts, your toes curled involuntarily.
>Her giving you gentle kisses on your tip flung thoughts of grabbing her by her mane and gag her with your cock.
>Using the end of her tongue she slides it back and forth, side to side on your crown.
>You feel her stop for some odd reason then you hear rustling in bed, which you’re not paying attention to.
>Until you feel a vertical wet slit touching your lips and hair touching your left cheek.
>The smell of lemons took you by surprise.
>You shoot open your eyes to find Fluttershy decided she wants some pleasure out of this too.
>Her tail on the side of your cheek and her plot in front of your face, the heat coming from it was unbelievable.
>”Don’t be shy, honey~”
>Fucking Fluttershy, a walking piece of irony.
 
 
>Internally shrugging and having non-existent fucks, your lips part and your tongue reaches out.
>Only to get a sweet tangy lemon taste that’ll cause severe diabetes if you drank a glass of it.
>Colorful ponies, they’re full of tasty surprises.
>”Hnnn~”
>She pushed her rear back further; a sign that's she’s enjoying your tongue exploring her moist crevice.
>Meanwhile, Fluttershy has her hooves massaging your thighs.
>Her mouth comes down on your lance and fully engulfs you.
>From the suction of her suck, your legs tensed and you thrust deeper into her mouth.
>Your hands land on her thick flank, fingers sinking into her fur.
>As a result, you can feel the vibrations of her moan in her throat.
>Your tongue makes a trace up and down and vice-versa.
>The room was getting warmer and your urges are far beyond your control.
>As if you and Fluttershy were on the same brain frequency, she pulls her rear away.
>Rising her head slowly, she makes an effort to have shivers run through you.
>With a popping sound she lets go of you, you feel her saliva drizzle over your junk as she pants.
>She makes a few teasing licks before making a giggle.
>”Delicious~”
>Amen to that. Fluttersauce is just to die for.
>Turning around, she faces you and lines up for you.
>She didn’t pause for your consent, both of you know what you want.
>Without hesitation, she descends her honey pot onto you.
>Feeling her slick, hot insides clamp down and pull you in; you had to grab a handful of the bed sheets.
>What the honest fuck, she can do that?
>You don't recall a woman ever doing that to you, good God.
>… Should’ve fucked ponies sooner.
 
 
“Hoohooohly shit!”
>”Mmm~!”
>Fluttershy got down to business, working up a sweat with her rising and falling on your prick.
>The gripping, pulling and grinding intensified from your body being on some type of trippy high.
>Your eyes rolled to the back of your head in hopes to make sense of this next plane ecstasy.
>Fluttershy’s wings were spread open.
>Her mane bouncing and swaying from unleashing the pent up passion she’s stored up for this moment for years.
>Your hands were on her flank, causing her to slam down as you shoved upward, running up against the walls that closed in.
>Mixture of grunts and moans were what filled the room’s thick air.
>Fluttershy’s grip on your shaft got tighter.
>You can only assume she was getting close, but so were you.
>From the tingles at your tip and feeling a flood coming on, you knew it.
>As you got closer, your tampered with mind goes into a sort of countdown.
>A potent mindless lust surge overpowers any logical thought in an attempt to focus on the single hottest thing taking place at the moment.
>Your muscles around your thighs tense up tighter to put all your energy into it
>Then Fluttershy let open the flood gates, letting her juices flow freely as she shouted your name at the top of her lungs when she looked up at the ceiling.
>”ANOOOOOOOOON~!”
>Damn, to think you thought Luna was loud.
>And surely enough, you was next, spurting a huge load into her womb as you made your final thrust.
>In sync both you took a deep breath, you take a glimpse of the work area and find a mixture of your cum and Fluttersauce gushing out of her and running down your thighs.
>Fluttershy collapsed on your chest and both of you caught your breath.
>You wrap your arms around her as you look down, grinning.
>The messy mane is a hot look for her.
 
 
>Usually, after an orgasm as extreme as that, you mind goes back to normal and thinks clearer, you would be free of any sexual desire.
>But this is not the case, the only reason you want to take a break is to catch your breath.
>Fluttershy rolls over on her back just to the left of you.
>You notice your boner has not died down, it hasn’t soften.
>Just twitches and you still want to fuck the breaks off of her.
>”Told ya I can keep you up.”
“Round two?”
>”Anon, I’ve waited four years for this, wishing with all my heart that someday this would happen. Not once have I rutted since I laid my eyes on you and you’re asking me about round two?”
“So…round two?”
>”Fuck. Yes.”
 
-A few seconds ago in the dining room-
 
"Ah, Anon always gives the best nicknames," you say to yourself.
>Ha 'Tia', you really can't get over the fact nopony has called you that until now.
>Not to mention you've been around for a long time. Centuries.
>Still, 'Tia' is a cute little name.
>You were just in the middle of drinking your tea while Luna kept asking Vinyl every question she can think of.
>”So, yeah, I’ve been there… Never again,” Vinyl says.
>She was telling Luna about her adventure in the Griffon Kingdom.
>You keep your chuckle to yourself.
“So Vinyl, it was mentioned that you were going to take Anon to Manehatten?”
>She shoots an excited look at you.
>”That’s correct your majesty. After that dance performance, he could make some serious money; I have some connections he could meet.”
“Excellent! Oh and please keep him out of trouble. We don’t want anything crazy happening to him.”
>”Your majesty, you can relax, nothing crazy is ever gonna happen to-”
>”ANOOOOOOOOON~!”
>Everyp0ny in the room jolts in panic from the sudden shout of Anon’s name. That sounded an awful lot like Fluttershy's voice.
---
 
>Sweet shit, you thought your sister was loud. You're not one to internally curse if at all.
>Luna jumps from shock knocking over her hot tea right on her lap.
>She screams as she backs out her chair, quickly grabbing a napkin to wipe herself.
>You have warned her about using her heating spells for drinks.
>”SON OF A-“
“Sister, relax,” you tell her while putting up a hoof.
>Vinyl starts cackling, slamming a hoof on the table.
>”HAHAHAHA! You know what? I stand corrected; he’s already having a crazy night.”
>”Indeed he is…”Luna says cutting her eyes as she scooted back to the table in her chair.
>”Go Anon!” Vinyl cheers in the air to no one in particular.
>Rubbing your forehead, you groan.
“Okay, I’m rephrasing, don’t let anything -else- crazy happen to him. This should be the one and only time he is ever on drugs.”
>Vinyl nods in agreement.
>”Yeah, I feel terrible about that...”
“So, when do you plan on taking him on this trip?”
>”At the end of this whole diet month with Fluttershy, I’ll just show him the sights, the night life in Manehatten, do a little shopping, have some fun.”
“Night life in Manehatten? Careful there Vinyl, I know how insane the night life can get.”
>She gives a laugh, leaning back in her chair.
>”He’ll be with me the whole time. He’s in good hooves, trust me your majesty.”
“Good and you’re bringing Fluttershy with you?”
>”That’s what she plans on doing, I don’t really mind.”
>You can see in her eyes that she does, even though it seems she’s all for Fluttershy and Anon to be together.
>She isn’t. It’s written all over her face, she probably doesn’t know it.
>Well well well, the music artist has a crush.
>Oh dear…
---
 
>It just hit you of what Anon just stepped into.
>Even though Fluttershy made it perfectly clear that Anon belongs to her, Anon is still in high demand.
>You can only hope this won’t turn out to be tragic.
>Then again, the Dibs law is still active, that might help.
>Course, there are law breakers.
>So to keep any drama from developing...
“Luna, would you mind giving me and Vinyl a moment?”
>”Not at all.”
 
*Back in Anon’s and Fluttershy’s bathroom 5 hours later.*
 
>"Sweetie, that was fun," Fluttershy says.
"Right? To think of all this time I've been-"
>"Missing out?"
"Yeah, yeah."
>"You hate yourself don't you?"
>You chuckle to yourself while you readjust yourself in the tub.
>Tighten your grip around Fluttershy and take a deep breath.
>Nothing like enjoying a nice hot bath after getting physical.
"Get out of my head, and past Anon was a fucking idiot."
>You feel she shake while she chuckles, she half turns her head to face you.
>"Don't be so hard on him," she says calmly. "He was -my- idiot after all," she says with a laugh.
"Yup, total idiot."
>"So, what time do you wanna leave tomorrow?"
"I thought we were sleeping in, it doesn't matter when we leave, there's no rush to get back to P0nyville."
>"We can't, 3L.D. remember?"
"What?"
>"Luna's luc-"
"Right, fuck," you say, rubbing your forehead.
>You groan out loud shaking your head.
"Having to stay up a few days while we go through a trip, by night we fuck each other into the ground and STILL can't sleep afterwards or we'll lose all grip on reality."
>"Mhm."
"This is going to be hell, isn't it?"
 
 
>She turns her body around fully to you, perking her lips and closing her eyes.
>The first thing you noticed was the halo above her head.
>The next was the horns holding the halo up.
>Your eyes widen and you move your head back out of panic.
>"I'll be with you every step of the way."
>She gives you a peck on the lips.
>The horns on her forehead grow along with the devious smirk on her face.
>Her teeth now sharp and her pupils expand.
>You don't dismiss the fact that you're literally tripping out right now, but it makes you wonder if there's truth in this image before you.
>In a flash, all the creepy features are gone.
>"You're all mine now~"
>Should you be worried?
 
End of part 14