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>>126417I wonder what will happen to the northern party next.
>>125692Iron is now left with many questions and many choices
How to find a hotel?
What kind of a hotel?
What part of the city does he want to be in?
>>126422Iron pokes his chin, thinking for a bit as he stares at the street before an idea springs up in his head.
He glances from side to side, looking for the fabled 'tax-ee' that roams the built roads.
>>126423Twenty seconds or so, until one crosses his field of view with the tell-tale stripes and yellow color
>>126424Humming softly, he sticks his head further into the road, extending his foreleg as far as possible to the point of almost being in the middle of the road.
>>126425The taxi stops. The Zebra stallion inside asks
"Where can I take you?"
>>126426Iron proceeds to wrap a foreleg around Sands, placing his head next to hers as he looks at the zebra stallion. "Do you know a 'hoh-tell' around here that would comfortably harbor two ponies after a wild night?"
>>126427"Sure. I know plenty. You want somethin' cheap, somethin' nice, somethin' close? I can take you there for your extra-special night with your lady"
>>126428Iron cocks his head at the third option. "What do you mean by 'something close'?" the native asks, ears slightly folded.
>>126429"Ya' know, not too far from here, 'less you got another location in mind"
>>126430"Oh," Iron replies before rising his head up once more. "I will take the option 'something nice and close'," the native responds, doubts cleared from his mind as his hoof gently caresses Sands' shoulder.
>>126431"Now that I can do. It ain't the fanciest hotel in town, but the Hotel Indigo is a fine place east of town center"
>>126432Iron nods. "I will take it," he concludes before gently leaving Sands' side to open the taxi door for her to hop on without much trouble.
>>126433She sits inside, scooting over a little as Iron enters. She doesn't move all the way but presses into him. Shortly after the door is closed, the vehicle accelerates ahead in the wobbly, almost reckless fashion that seems typical of the taxi drivers, with a sudden breaking stop at one point, where he leans out of the window to yell "Hey! get off the road ya drunk bastards!" at some jay walking pedestrians. The buildings go from tenements, to row houses, to a few larger department stores of brick facade and two or three stories. Then he stops:
"Here we are. Hotel Indigo."
It's a yellowish brick building of a sort of rectangular construction that is technically octagonal, and brown frills where each story divides. The entrance on the street corner is a revolving door, and there are yellow lights above both walls.
"Four bits. And
enjoy your night with your lady" he says with a smile
>>126434Blinking to regain focus after the bumpy ride, Iron swiftly exits the taxi, presenting a foreleg for Sands to take ahold of with a sly smile plastered on his face.
>>126435Assuming Iron pays the taxi driver, Sands takes the leg, and the two try to fit through the revolving door, get stuck, try again, get stuck, then Sands just goes through on her own. When they enter, they see a some what open area, with tile floor, a marble counter to the side that angels diagonally after a few feet, behind which is a receptionist mare unicorn with her brown hair in a bun and off-white coat, a hallway to the left beyond the counter, and to the right, a two story open air area with seats, what looks like a bar still tended by a stallion, a railing of a second floor visible, and a stairway near the center that connects to the second floor
>>126436Iron, not sure what to do to begin with, goes over to the desk where the receptionist mare is stationed, planting his hoof on the marble counter. "Are you the one that assigns the rooms?" he asks
>>126437"Yes" the mare says, trying to form a smile but not entirely succeeding
"It's a bit late, but we still have rooms available"
>>126438"I want a room for two," he requests "the best one you have to offer."
>>126439"Well.... We have the honeymoon suite, on the fourth floor. 60 bits a night, though"
>>126440Iron places the alloted bits for a night. "I will take it," he asserts, awaitning expectantly whatever its meant to happen after the monetary transcation.
>>126441"Room 412, down the hall up the stairs to the left, on the corner"
Yellow magic places a key in Iron's hoof
>>126442Passing the keys to his mouth, Iron nods then tenderly wraps a foreleg on Sands once more, lightly stroking her cheek with his hoof before leading her along as he follows the receptionist's instructions.
>>126443The hallways have a pinkish carpet, and walls with a floral design wall paper halfway up, and off-white beneath. There's a label for stairs soon enough - though it's a bit of a trek up three flights of stairs. This enters into a hallway with peach colored carpet, and then down the hallway until it dead ends at a door. Room 412.
Unlocking the door, and going inside, Iron can see a decently sized room, with a dresser, radio, table, big curtian-covered windows that show city lights beyond, a doorway on the left and somewhat behind leading into what must be a bath room, to the right another set of windows that seem to look into a courtyard, and in the center of it all, a giant bed with red sheets that is almost a heart shape, and both red and white pillows. The floor is maroon carpet, and the walls are a dull bronze underneath off-white
>>126444Iron steps into the room, closing the door behind the two of them and locking the door, mildly confused at all the decorations in place, particularly the heart-shaped bed. He lightly places a hoof on it to test it in disbelief such a shape could be made to look like that.
>>126445The top layer of the mattress, or whatever they put on it, is rather soft, giving way a couple inches before Iron feels firmer resistance. The bed is not pointed at the bottom - rounded, rather, but it is clearly wider near the top
White Sands looks around
"Not bad." A pause
"Too bad we didn't save any of that whiskey"
>>126446Mentally wondering what Sands meant by 'whis-key', Iron turns to face Sands with a smile on his face, sultrily stepping closer. "Whatever that is, I am sure it will not be absent for long," he replies before placing a hoof on Sands' cheek "you deserve it for all the trouble you went through tonight."
>>126447She smiles back devilishly
"Shall we order champagne? Or something stronger?"
>>126448Iron can't help but reciprocate on the smile.
"I bet you know what you would want right about now," he replies, pushing his hoof further into her body, landing neatly on one of her supple flanks "I am sure I can cover it."
>>126449Her body is thin almost like a greyhound, and covered in a soft, white fur that extends longer than that of most mares, though it's still somewhat wet. She's bandaged for burns, most notably in the area of her left shoulder, but there are no injuries lower on her body, and Iron finds a nice spot above her ray-like cutie mark
"So Champagne? Or do you want to get right into it?"
>>126450Irom smiles sultrily before retracting his hoof teasingly. "Let us partake in some of this 'chan-pain' first," the native responds before looking around "...you do know how to request such a thing, correct?"
>>126451"Yes, of course."
She walks a little further away to the dresses, to pick up a brass colored semi circle with circles on each side in green aura, while using a hoof to move along still another wheel on the base of the contraption
"Yes? Room service? I know it's late! Can we get some champagne? I know it's late but we just got out of my wedding reception. Pretty please? You would keep a poor mare without champaigne on her wedding night, would you? Thank you, dear."
She places it down, and walks back to Iron
"Just a couple minutes. Have some bits ready"
>>126452Iron's ear flicker at the mention of wedding, thinking to himself that she either is indeed serious about his deal or to ensure the drink is delivered. With a hum, Iron has his bit pouch on his hoof, ready to pull out the money required.
>>126453It doesn't take very long, before there is a knock on the door, White Sands walks up, opens the door, and meets a yellow stallion with red, curly mane
"Champaigne for the newly weds"
"Yes"
"It's 20 bits"
She takes some bits from Iron
"And here's a tip"
He says "Have a lovely night" as she closes the door before he's completely finished
It's a slender green bottle with a brown label. She goes up to a set of cabinets, pulls out two glasses, and then tries to open the bottle, taking more time and struggling more to open a bottle with magic than Iron might expect, before getting it open with a delightful smile on her face.
She pours a glass, then another glass, and immediately starts to drink it
>>126454Iron, after seeing the stallion leave, carefully peers over the glass, sniffing it a bit in mild contemplation before studying the liquid with his eyes.
>>126455Alcoholic, with bubbles forming in the liquid, and a vague smell of oranges. The transparent liquid has a slightly beige coloration
>>126456Iron decides to gently flick his tongue into the champaigne, letting its contents tickle his taste buds.
>>126457A kind of sweet tasting alcohol, not at all like the beer he drank with Cauldron
>>126458Iron hums happily, surprised at the taste before slurping it up in one go using only his mouth.
>>126459Sands smiles back at him, taking another sip of hers
"We have a whole bottle here"
>>126460Iron blinks before looking at the bottle and then at Sands. "I would like you to take some as well," he answers confidently "specially after all you did."
>>126461"With pleasure" she says
She takes another sip. A very long sip, eventually finishing off the glass. She smiles to him as she pours another for herself
>>126462Iron watches Sands go with a serene smile. "It's nice to finally have some time to ourselves," he expresses "without the pressure of being replaced, killed or turned into undead." The native makes himself comfortable on the bed's edge. "Just me and you."
>>126463She turns her head to the side, and has a more bitter look
“Finally free of that damned cage. I just wish those bastard would suffer more”
She turns her head to him, lowers her head, smiles with a false innocence, and bats her eyes at him
“But I am so very glad to be free, here with you”
>>126464"Likewise, my love," Iron reciprocates as he half-lids his eyes, stretching on the bed as force of habit. "I wonder what ever happened to that loose changeling, however," he muses curiously "would she be stalking ponies at the streets in disguise, following ponies to their homes to have their way inside? Maybe nabbing the younger kin into eternal coitus?" The native shakes his head. "I cannot seem to get that thought out of my head."
>>126465“Then let me replace it with a different thought”
She leans in, and kisses him, with her thin lips and slightly cold mouth. Her muzzle is long and lean, like so much of her physique. When she pulls away, she says to him
“For all the danger outside, we are safe up here”
>>126466Iron's lips connect with hers with ease, feeling the warmth only a hot-blooded native like him would have. He can't help but smile. "That would imply I was not thinking about you, love," he responds sultrily as he places his hoof on her cheek "but do not get me wrong. I do not fear them like the rest in this concrete jungle do." The native lightly closes the distance once more with his lips starting to pucker. "Nopony could replace you by my side, Sands."
>>126467Her mouth has a taste of champagne and cigarettes, and she smiles devilishly as he speaks to her
"And they never shall"
Getting the message, she leans back in for another kiss
>>126468Iron's kissing doesn't go further than the physical contact between lips before pulling away with a content smile. "Let us wash up before we do anything else, considering what we went through" he suggests before once again, glancing at the sides, unsure where would that be possible. "You can bring the 'chan-pain' if you want to."
>>126469"Makes sense"
She stands up, and moves to the edge before jumping down, with an "ow" as her shoulders move
She goes over to the sides to get her champagne, takes another long drink, then says
"Showers are over here"
Turning back to Iron
>>126470Nodding, Iron walks towards Sands with a suggestive grin, lightly brushing his coat with hers before entering the showers.
>>126471She turns back to him, giving him a smile, and perks her tail high. She walks with him, or ahead of him if Iron likes, opening a door into a room of beige tile, a large tub - kind of like the one in Maakie's apartment - and a big shower with glass door and marble sides for the first two feet.
Sands looks down at her cloth bandages, already wet, before evidently deciding not to touch them. She looks back to Iron
"Ready?"
>>126472Iron, contemplating the room for a bit, decides to go towards the tub, reminding him most of the lakes back at his tribe, only artificial.
Stepping into it, Iron looks expectantly at Sands, both out of a desire to share a bath and a silent request for her to activate it.
>>126473She looks back for a moment in nigh irritation, but drops this, entering the tub, and turning on the water, adjusting the nobs for the temperature. Iron may notice that her prefered water temperature is warm. Rather warmer than normal, and the water does indeed get warm. This changes considerably when the water gets up to her legs, when she makes it much colder
"You, this thing should also shoot out jets of airbubbles" she says to him
>>126474Iron silently listens, ears slightly drooped at her reaction. "Does the water hurt your wounds?" he asks worriedly.
>>126475"Just a little" she says
"Alcohol will help"
She jumps out, and goes and grabs the bottle and the glasses, pouring more champagne into her glass
>>126476Looking disappointedly at seeing Sands leave, Iron's face turns fiery as he first unclasps and leaves the belt out of the water, followed by doing his best to wash himself up at almost record speeds, now determined to make up for his albeit small mistake, making large splashing noises as he practically tumbling around inside the tub to ensure no grime sticks to his coat, making sure his equipment was properly washed specially.
>>126477She comes back in, almost confused, drinking again. She tries to come back into the tub, sitting up on her hind, with her shoulder and foreleg - the areas most burned - up out of the water, with her lower body in the water
>>126478Iron stops, now belly up somewhat immersed into the water, feeling slightly embarassed if his small blush is anything to go by.
"I was expecting you to skip it altogether, considering its effects on your skin," he admits before slowly pushing his body towards her, presenting his two forelegs. "How about a helping hoof?"
>>126480With the permission given, Iron's hooves start to trail around Sands' body, gently and carefully sliding his hooves around the grime, avoiding the burns, from her puffy mane, to fluffy cheeks, down into her soft tuft. "I bet you will look as bright as a star after all this muck is off of you," he comments giddily as he works her body.
>>126481With a magic aura, she hoofs over a cream colored bar of soap, and a bottle of shampoo. She also presses a button, and
"boosh"
Jets of water and air shoot in from the side, turning it into a more formal hot-tub
>>126482With the two items given, Iron continues to help clean Sands up, tenderly passing the soap along her barrel as he opens the shampoo bottle with his mouth.
>>126483He can get a taste of it.... it doesn't taste good
But when applied to her fur, it fluffs it up, quite a bit in white sods
She smiles as Iron applied soap and shampoo, raising her forelegs and spreading her hind legs
>>126484Lightly putting his tongue out in minimal disgust over the shampoo bottle's taste, Iron dutifully spreads both soap and shampoo along her tuft once more, using his big head and shoulders to support Sands into a somewhat standing position as he does his hoofwork.
His gaze is rather focused at the end of her body, seemingly avoiding that section for the time being.
>>126485She smiles back at him, fur standing in tufts from the shampoo
>>126486Iron carefully scrubs Sands' forelegs, making sure to avoid the rags covering her burns before half-lidding his eyes, looking at her as a single soapy hoof starts to trail downwards across her belly.
>>126487She smiles at him, as the hoof disappears under the water. She leans forward, arching her hind legs up and spreading them further apart in the water
>>126488Iron's snout proceeds to slowly sink into Sands' chest, to the point of almost going under it as his hoof, after a light brushing, starts to trail further down, now focusing on her teats as the other slips inbetween her chest and shoulder.
>>126489He finds her teats, perked up and relaxed in the warm water. She places a hoof on his back, holding him
>>126490Humming softly, Iron tenderly passes his two hooves to gently clean, massage and tickle her teats as he gently kissed his way from her chest tuft downwards.
>>126491Wet, even a bit soapy in places, she bends her forehooves in to let him kiss her as she smiles at him. Beneath the water, her teats are wiggled and knocked about, evidently not so ticklish, at least in the water
>>126492Noticing a lack of a reaction aside from his urges becoming ever so stronger, he slides his forelegs further in, now seeking her rump as his head starts to slowly sink into the water in order to rack up some small arousal by gently kissing one of her teats in his journey towards the main prize.
>>126493Now, she has an expression of surprise as she makes an "Ooh!"
Iron is able to kiss the teat, even put in in his mouth at risk of getting water in it. Iron can feel down, even under her rump, with her tail off to the side
>>126494Making sure to clean the sides of her rump with his hooves, Iron's head sink deeper, attempting to reach the end of her body line.
>>126495Iron sinks his head partly under the water - his nostrils certainly under water - sandwiched between the bottom of the tub and her rump. He can feel her thighs - arched upwards - the bottom of her rump, and even the bottom of her vulva
>>126496Having managed, Iron slowly drags his muzzle along the bottom of her rump and vulva as his forelegs move away to scrub at her legs.
>>126497There's a minor kick as her body seems to shiver. Iron can feel both the porcelain tub (and the edges of her tail_ underneath, and her vulva and rump above
>>126498Having done his part, Iron retreated from her rump, ensuring it was clean by his own two soapy and shampoo-filled hooves, signalled by him exhaling softly under her.
"Do you feel clean, love?"
>>126499She smiles at him, and holds out her forelegs.
"Just clean all of this soap off, and yes"
>>126500Iron does so, having done his fill of teasing and prepping her for what's to come, tenderly extracting soap and shampoo from her body.
>>126501The mare is washed off, with fur puffing up. When she thinks it's done, she pulls a switch that starts to drain the tub, turns the jets and water off, and jumps out
"Let me just... clean out the remains of your love from earlier tonight"
>>126502Iron nods. "I will get myself comfortable on the bed, awaiting for your arrival," he replies as he ruffles his fur around to dry himself somewhat before hopping off himself out the tub and going for the door, briefly glancing in curiosity at the act she was going to make.
>>126503She seems to be cleaning herself by the toilet
"There are towels"
She says
>>126504Walking towards the towels, Iron decides to simply dry himself at the door to the bathroom with the towels to ensure he doesn't wet the bedroom floor.
>>126505She gets done, rubs herself with towels in magic aura, rubbing her back against it, then under her belly, around her legs, on her bandages, around her head just showing the end of her muzzle, and so forth until she brushes her hair. It takes her a few more moments, before she walks out to the bed, appearing kind of poofed up and fluffy
>>126506Bonds can't help but chuckle lowly as the poofed and fluffy Sands appears from the bathroom, having laid on the bed belly down.
"What magic made you look so poofy?" he asks, genuinely curious yet amused.
>>126507She giggles
"The magic of towels"
She hops on the bed, and stands next to him, looking down with lidded eyes
>>126508Smiling sultrily, Iron quickly hops up and takes a hold of Sands' head to deeply kiss her, to the point of inserting his tongue into her mouth as his hoof gently strokes her mane.
>>126509Her mane is still wet, but it starts to flow down. She moves her mouth open a little to let Iron's tongue inside of her, and rolls her tongue against his. She lids her eyes, but looks into his with her own Dark green that seem almost brighter
>>126510Gently placing his other hoof on his shoulder, he swiftly turns her belly up, placing himself ontop of her as he continues the dance between tongues, having closed his eyes.
>>126511She is turned up towards him, her ribs protruding and her mane across the bed
She now pushes back with her own tongue, and wraps her hooves around him
>>126512Iron eagerly kisses on, to the point of almost laying his body against her, letting her feel his now fully unsheathed length on her belly.
>>126513She rubs the bottom of her belly against him, and he can feel himself between her teats. One hoof reaches down to feel him
>>126514Exhaling deeply inbetween the kiss due to his length's attention being given, Iron can't help but involuntarily buckle inbetween her teats, letting the hoof reach him for a moment.
>>126515She rubs the side of it with her left hoof, then moves her belly up to rub it between her teats
>>126516Letting out the slightest of pre out of his length at the ministrations, Iron exhales once more, now half-lidding his eyes at Sands as he now voluntarily starts thrusting inbetween her teats.
>>126517She tries to reach down to touch his balls as they move forward
Iron can feel her teats, the bare skin around them on her belly, and her now fluffier fur. She moves up to him, for extra movement as he thrusts forward
>>126518As Iron's length and jewels caressed and massaged from each thrust along her teats, he found himself thrusting further and further back, seemingly aiming for the golden gate inbetween her legs if his slow shift in body posture was anything to go by.