With a stretch and a yawn, Dusk headed out of his room and scanned the hallways. Blowing fat loads into one of his favourite mares always took the wind out of his sails for a good few hours, so he was planning on taking it easy for a while. The sound of the hotel was vibrant and pleasant, from island music being played over speakers, to the sounds of gentle conversation, the pinging of elevators, and the usual hub-bub of vacationing, Dusk was beginning to feel relaxed already.
First things first, however, was familiarising himself with the resort, it's facilities, and it's layout. A little bit of reconnaissance was always appreciated in a new location, and Dusk planned to get to know the place well. More than likely he'd end up getting dragged off to multiple places by the rest of the gang, so he wanted to know what he was getting himself into before then. Sure, he knew about the facilities the place held, but a tourist brochure and a few cherry-picked photos was a world away from a practical examination.
And since he'd recently finished a practical examination of Rarity's throat, he was in the mood for several more of another kind. As he made his way through the halls, he was waved to and greeted by the hotel staff and fellow vacationers, a mix of cute boys and girls from all kinds of different races. Everything from zebra, to felines, to griffons, and even several changelings were all dressed up in summer gear and ready to get their relaxation on.
Heading down the hall and stopping in front of the elevator, Dusk stuffed a hand in the pocket of his shorts and executed the culturally-universal manoeuvre for calling the elevator: violently fingerblasting the living shit out of the button until the doors were fully open. Just as they began to slide to that aforementioned open position, a shout from down the corridor caught his attention.
Unsure of whether or not they were calling for him, he turned his head while walking forward, trying to see who it was, only to smash headfirst into a smaller, much faster-moving vacationer. After nearly impaling each other with an impromptu horn jousting session and causing whoever it was to drop what they were carrying to the floor, Dusk dropped to assist in picking it up, only to notice an extremely familiar form.
"Starlight?" he asked in a shocked tone, gathering up their bundle of towels, sunscreen, and bottle of water.
"Dusk?" the lilac-coloured cutie asked, dipping down the rims of the black sunglasses she wore to get a better look at him. "You're the last person I'd expect to run into here."
"Why's that?" Dusk questioned as they climbed back to their feet, the taller stallion handing the mare her belongings. "World's too big to make it feel realistic?"
"No, because you're the most boring person in existence and I thought the concept of vacationing at a sex resort would give you the gout," she answered, adjusting her glasses back onto her nose properly and cocking her head. Her mane shifted and bounced from the gesture, framing her gorgeous face as she placed a hand on a wide hip.
"You always know just the right thing to say, Starlight," Dusk sighed with a roll of his eyes.
"I'm many things, Dusk," she shrugged. "A liar's not one of them."
"Yeah, okay," he scoffed. "Anyway, what the hell are you doing here, anyway? Last I heard, you and Sunburst were settling down in Manehattan for a while."
"We did, Dusk," Starlight answered with a short sigh. "About a year and a half ago. We moved back to Canterlot since then... and a certain somebody insisted we take a family vacation together..."
"That doesn't sound like something Sunburst would suggest," Dusk pointed out with a sideways glance.
"Because it wasn't," Starlight sighed.
"Then who else would-" Dusk began, only to be cut off by a loud sigh of relief almost directly behind him.
"Making friends, are we?" the voice asked, Dusk turning around to spot the always-lovely Stellar Flare standing behind him.
The buxom mare was certainly dressed for the occasion, clad in a shockingly-revealing bikini, with her lower half barely hidden by an almost-entirely transparent sarong. The well-aged mare's gorgeous figure was on display for the whole world, her motherly beauty almost drowning Dusk instantly as her stared at her titanic bust, slender waist, broad hips, and thick backside.
"Do remember to blink, boy, or else you'll hurt your eyes," Stellar said with a giggle, gently patting Dusk on the cheek.
"You do know who that is, right?" Starlight sniggered, knowing full well that Stellar was being a little too familiar with a serving royal.
Stellar looked over at Starlight in confusion, stepping back and then returning her gaze to Dusk, head inclined sideways as she looked him over once again. A sudden bolt rushed through her body, either realisation, shock, or more than likely; both, as it finally dawned on her who she was talking to.
"Oh, h-ha, Your Majesty, I am so sorry about that!" she stammered, her entire teasing demeanour melting away and being replaced with one of gaunt, rigid horror. "I didn't recognise you out of the regalia... my most sincere apologies, again!"
Dusk chuckled quietly, casting his eyes over to Starlight, the mare rolling her own in turn, before Dusk oh-so-graciously forgave the bowing mare.
"Don't worry about it, Mrs Flare," Dusk said with a chuckle. "I've never been one for the salutes and bugling, so it's not a big deal. I'm more than willing to be casual and friendly with a mare such as yourself."
The flirtatious and warm tone in his voice seemingly reignited the fire in Stellar's personality, a sultry gaze and a playful grin blossoming onto her beautiful features as she looked back up at Dusk.
"Well, so long as there's no hard feelings, I'm more than interested in being as friendly as possible," Stellar drawled out, her tone almost vocally undressing Dusk on the spot. "Oh, and Dusk?"
"Yes?" he asked with a smirk.
"It's Ms Flare," she winked, her entire posture radiating sexual energy as she gently pressed a finger into Dusk's toned chest. "It's not a super important distinction to me, but I just want you to know where I lie with my status, so to speak..."
With that, she drifted away on her feet, waving at the stallion before turning her attention to Starlight.
"I'll see you and my darling boy down at the lunch room soon, okay? He's just getting out of the shower now," Stellar explained, gently kissing Starlight on the cheek and giving her a hug before gliding over to the elevator, casting a final, sultry look back at Dusk before the doors closed.
Starlight turned back to Dusk with a look of the purest-grade bemusement one could possibly muster, a perfect contrast to the beaming idiot's grin on Dusk's entire face.
"I take it you're gonna be having your fun with her sooner or later?" Starlight asked.
"I'm gonna fuck the hide off of that mare," he sniggered loudly, stuffing his hands in his pockets and smiling.
"Brain's already melted onto the floor, it seems," Starlight glowered.
"Not entirely," he shrugged.
"Oh yeah?" she challenged. "I beg to differ."
"How so?"
"Didn't you wanna get on that elevator?" Starlight asked, thumbing over her shoulder at the long-gone appliance.
Dusk blinked blankly for a brief moment, eyes widening in realisation while remaining completely silent.
"I figured as much," Starlight sighed, gently clapping Dusk on the shoulder as she walked past him. "Try not to trip over your dick on the way down the stairs, buddy."
"Pfff, you'd know," Dusk winked suggestively, slapping her on the ass as she went past.
"Hey now!" Starlight hissed. "Not without Sunburst's approval."
"Oh, he always approves when he sees how happy it makes you," Dusk chuckled.
"Y-You're not that good," Starlight stammered, cheeks turning as red as a tomato. "I just overact because he likes it when I'm happy."
"Yeah, okay," Dusk scoffed. "I suppose the forty minute coma you go into every time you take it from the-"
"Not in the hallway, thank you!" Starlight snapped, darting back and pressing a finger over Dusk's lips to silence him. "Nobody else needs to know about that..."
The stallion rolled his eyes, sighing from his nostrils as Starlight quickly scanned the rest of the area for anyone else's presence. Another subtle blush touched her cheeks as she lowered her voice and leaned just a tad closer to him.
"But... we're in the third room down the second hall on this floor... If you've got time at some point while we're here... I'm sure I wouldn't mind getting a little happy for him..." she confessed, steam practically rising off of her in embarrassment.
"Yeah?" Dusk challenged.
"Y-Yeah..." she stammered out.
"Good to know..." he nodded, whispering even quieter. "Oh, and Starlight?"
"Yes?" she asked.
Dusk placed both hands on her wide, full hips as he locked lips with her. His movements encountered no resistance, and neither did his wet tongue sliding into her wanting maw. She made no sound other than groaning, melting into Dusk's embrace as he had his way with her.
After several seconds of wet, desperate kissing, Dusk broke away from Starlight and took a step back, watching the panting, blushing, and profusely-sweating mare trembling in place. The throbbing in his pants was something he could keep under control, and the expression on the flustered wife's face was more than enough to amuse the horniness away.
"I hate you," she glowered at him through her desperate gaze.
"Yeah, okay," Dusk cackled, thumbing the button for the elevator again and keeping his eyes locked onto Starlight's. "You can tell your husband I'll be around to plough you for him sooner or later."
"I... you... that..." Starlight began, eyes alight with anger at the amazing levels of disrespect Dusk was displaying, but knowing full well he was doing it entirely to get a rise out of her. "Just... let us know when you're coming by, and we'll get ready, okay?"
"You know it," he said with a wink, hearing the door open behind him and withdrawing coolly back inside.
With another gentle slap of the buttons, the elevator doors closed in front of one of his many flames as Dusk waved her off. With any luck, he'd probably be able to plough through Stellar and Starlight before it was time for dinner that night... though if Stellar had wandered off elsewhere, it might take a while to run into her again.
With a brief shake of his head, he cast out the thoughts of conquest and replaced them with ones of exploration. He'd left the girls to get a heads and tails of the island, not to add another fifty names to his little black book. With that in mind, he set aside the thoughts of sex, welcomed in a new desire for a brand new adventure, and waited for the elevator doors to open-
-revealing the familiar red and yellow haze of one Sunset Shimmer.
"Oh, you gotta be fucking kidding me," Dusk sighed in an exasperated tone.
"Wow, nice to see you too, asshole," Sunset snapped immediately. "You wanna spit in my mouth on the way out or is that too decent for you?"
"I thought you liked it when I did that?" Dusk asked, stepping outside the elevator and leaning against the polished marble walls of the hotel foyer.
"Not in this context," she shrugged, crossing her arms over her voluptuous chest and eyeing Dusk up and down. "So what's up with the allergic reaction to me all of a sudden?"
"Not you specifically, just a little surprised I'm running into so many friends after being here for like three minutes," Dusk explained.
"Is that 'friends' or 'fuck buddies'?" Sunset asked with a cocked eyebrow.
"You know those are the same thing for me, right?" came the response.
"Of course they are, how silly of me to forget about you and your little harem," she bemoaned.
"That's a lot of aggression towards something you're a part of," he brought up.
"Of course it is. You're surprised to be hearing a self-hatred spiel from me of all people?" Sunset asked with a dark snigger.
"Fair point," Dusk nodded. "Anyway, what the hell are you doing here, anyway?"
"Exactly the same as everyone else is," Sunset said with a dismissive wave of her hand. "Sunbathing, surfing, and sexing."
"An SSS ranked endeavour indeed," Dusk chuckled.
"Actually, the fact you're here's made the last option seem even more appealing," Sunset commented. "You're one of my absolute favourite fucks, and these guys have got some pretty lax rules when it comes to PDA."
"Does that include beachfront anal?" he asked.
"You'd better hope not, or else I'm gonna be stealing you for this entire vacation," she grinned darkly.
"The other girls might have a problem with that," Dusk blinked.
"Pfff, I could put your entire slut-squad in the ground with a bag over my head," Sunset scoffed. "If push comes to shove for cock-gobbling rights, I'm ripping and tearing."
"Good to know," Dusk nodded, looking at the main desk and spotting a much more professional-looking map brochure than the paper print out he'd brought with him. "Anyway, it's great to see you again, but I've really gotta get going on my arduous recon quest. I'll talk to you later, alright?"
"Yeah, yeah, sure," Sunset said, leaning forward and, with a firm grab of the back of his head, pulled the stallion down into a wet, passionate kiss that definitely got his motor running again. They broke apart with a wet click after several seconds, Sunset's eyes blazing with the flames of arousal, before she spoke again. "I'm gonna be trying on a few bikinis in my room soon. I'll send you a couple of pictures of them to see which one you like the most, alright?"
"My opinion is valid?" Dusk asked in surprise.
"Has to be every once and a while, otherwise our relationship gets a tad more illegal," she smirked. "And besides, you're gonna be raw-dogging my asshole while I'm wearing one of them, so I think it'd be nice for you to be looking at one you personally like."
"You're such a thoughtful creature, Sunset," Dusk sighed, rolling his eyes at her unending levels of tact and subtlety.
"I am a generous god," she nodded, stealing another kiss before making her own way to the elevator. "Come fuck me soon, alright? You know what happens if you don't come find me!"
"I do?" he asked.
"Oh yes," she nodded, stepping into the elevator and using her magic to flash her demon form for a split second as the doors closed. "I'll find you."
With a silent blink and a small hint of fearing for his life, Dusk sighed and headed over to the desk, gently tapping the bell on the top of the counter and waiting for a lovely assistant to arrive and hand him a map... one he would use to find the nearest port he could disappear at without leaving a trail for the sake of his own genitalia and soul.
In that order.