Dark Star starts has embarked in a new venture - infiltrating cells of leftwing radicals at a local university.
>>150241Iron, of course, finishes his own laughing burst with a slow stream of fading giggles in turn, the would-be feelings of hotheaded banter completey out of his system and replaced with absolute elation.
>>150244Most likely talking. The stallion is leaves over the counter, and the whole area smells of cigarettes. The short cut stallion and the mare, are, however, leaning against each other, and have their legs wrapped each around the other’s.
>>150245Iron can feel the train move underneath him in the moment. Black Cauldroj is able again to look upwards at him.
>>150246Looking back at Cauldron's now relaxed face on top of him, Iron could only move his snout closer, now in a more intimate manner, to softly plant his lips against her in a warm, tender and dry kiss.
>>150246Dark Star walks out the door
And heads to the bottom floor
>>150248As Dark Star walks out the door, he enters onto a concrete walkway partly exposed to the elements, smelling of cigarettes with as many butts on the ground. He walks through the strong yellow light of the hallway, down the stairs, and onto a concrete sidewalk outside.
>>150247Oh my...The zebra is kissed
>>150252After a little while, Iron pulls his snout out a bit with a satisfied smile. "What did I tell you?" he proudly stated. "We did find a way."
>>150258She looks up, smiling at him, with her right hoof held up and on his shoulders.
“There’s still a few hours.”
>>150260Predictably, Iron made sure to place his forelegs on Cauldron's own withers while keeping himself supported so as to not press himself too much on the zebra mare. "I could stay like this for days," he replied with his own happy smile. "Together."
>>150261She smiles
“Sure big boy. Want me to move over?”
>>150262"You want to be on top?" Iron asked in turn with an amused smile.
>>150263"Ha, no I don't think I do." She answers
>>150264"Are you sure?" Iron followed up with an added brushing between his and her snout. "I could lift you off the ground again."
>>150265"I am sure" She says, with an almost serious tone of voice
>>150266Iron snorted softly at the rather serious answer given, opting to simply peck him on the tip of her snout. "Alright," he relented "guess I will be on top then."
With that settled, he soon sunk his snout into the short savannah that was Cauldron's chest fluff for a bit.
>>150267Her fur is short and coarse, yet softer underneath. She places a foreleg up, and tries to rub Iron's back
>>150268Iron didn't put up much of a fuss about it, considering he was currently snout deep in Cauldron's coat. "Sometimes I wonder how common is this sort of thing," he absentmindedly uttered, relaxing furher.
>>150269“What do you mean?” She asks. Her hoof pets his neck
>>150270"Cuddling," Iron answered in turn. "I have not seen many places that have ponies cuddling in general."
>>150271"Oh is
that what we're doing here?" She asks
"A place for cuddling? You mean like go in and buy cuddles?"
>>150272"No," Iron replied with a shake of his head, blushing the slightest bit. "I mean I have not seen many ponies doing that with eachother... or at all."
>>150273She smiles in such a way as to show rows of white teeth. She places her forelegs down on the bed.
"Let me ask you this"
She moves her head upwards, and places her muzzle next to Iron's ear, whispering to him
"How many ponies have you seen having sex?"
>>150274Hearing Cauldron utter those words made Iron's cheek flush with redness, looking down at what he was doing right now. "Y-you mean concrete jungle dwellers think this is taboo to do in public?" he blurted out. "That is crazy!"
>>150275She closes her lips, opens her eyes wide, and pulls her tighten lips back
"I'm not even going to ask."
>>150276"I could get things getting messy," Iron continued despite Cauldron's attempts to stave it off "but cuddling isn't that at all!"
Following such a daring statement, he carefully yet firmly planted his hooves on the zebra's withers.
>>150277"So you haven't seen ponies cuddling"
She raises an eyebrow
"But what about a zebra?"
>>150278Iron was shaken off his shock by Cauldrons' question, looking at the mare. "...I have not seen zebras cuddling eachother either," he replied with a small, confused pout.
>>150279She looks up, and raises her head up, shaking her head. Iron can see the black fur underneath her muzzle. After a moment, she turns back to Iron, and lowers her muzzle down, she so that she is looking upwards towards him.
"If you could... what would
you do in private?"
>>150280Iron's mouth hung open for a bit, only to remain there as he had no real viable answer in his mind: As far as he knew, he didn't have any hobbies that would require privacy in the slightest.
Thus, he kept quiet with a rather lost look towards Cauldron. "I do not have an answer for that," was his reluctant response.
>>150281Back Cauldron presses her lips together, and then twists them. For the moment, she is silent
>>150283Seeing no response, Iron's ears drooped as he shrunk ever so slightly. "Did I say something wrong?" he uttered as worry practically oozed from his demeanor.
>>150285Her lips ease, and she has a blank expression
“Oh, nothing. Carry on.”
She raises a hoof, and makes a waving motion, as if to wave Iron along
>>150286Iron shakily nodded a bit before continuing nuzzling Cauldron's chest while a spare hoof rubbed her cheek a little bit. All seemed far gentler than he was previously, almost as if he compensating for whatever he just said moments before in the offchance he screwed up.
>>150287She smiles at the cheek rubbing, as Iron gets a feel of her white and black furred flesh
>>150289Barely seeing this amidst the savannah trees, Iron carefully and gently wraps his forelegs around Cauldron's neck instead before idly stroking her crest.
>>150155At some point approximately where Cowtown meets the peninsula, a taxi pulls up. The pony driver, and it is indeed a pink pony driver, pulls away, turning on the windshield wipers driving through light snow.
>>150289She smiles, and puffs her chest up slightly, as if to show off her (admittedly minimal) chest fluff
>>150297Silver asks the driver to take them to the Watering Hole.
>>150298The driver takes them there. Though the trip is short, it is eventful, with the taxi making a sudden move to avoid another automobile that has evidently slipped on the road.
Silver and Mala are deposited there. The snow is light and fluffy, but kicked by wind, and the temperature has fallen below freezing. It's not out of the norm by any means for Manehattan or Ponyville, though he's yet to see anything like this in Baltimare.
>>150299The temperature is just fine for a Severyanan, however. He looks to his companion.
"Ready to go inside? It is little too cold to be waiting outside for long."
>>150300Mala nods, and the two enter.
There are only a couple creatures inside
>>150301Silver goes up to the bar.
"Is Cauldron here?"
>>150302The diamond dog there asks
"Why do you ask?"
>>150303"Seeking her advice on potions, maybe also bit of business proposition if she is in. I was here yesterday, but she was not here."
>>150304He pauses, staring at Silver. Then,
"One moment"
He goes through a door off to the right, and it takes at least 20 seconds, but the (familiar?) Zebra walks out with blank expression and tired eyes.
>>150305Silver smiles at the appearance of the zebra.
"Ah, Cauldron! It is good to see you. How is Iron?"
>>150306She takes a moment, but places her eyes on Silver
"He's... getting better after last night." She answers
>>150307"That is good. Does not look like you have slept very well. Can we talk?"
>>150308"Uh.. Yes." She says, looking behind Silver and walking much closer
>>150309Silver heads for a booth where they can talk, which should be an easy task as the place is rather dead.
>>150310She’ll do one better, taking him back through the door, through a hallway and into a back room