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	There was a brief pause in conversation before I cleared my throat and spoke up. “Um, ma’am? Uh, Princess… Your Royal Highness.”
	“Celestia,” She said simply and curtly. “We can discuss nicknames or titles if and when necessary.”
	I nodded. “Celestia… Celestia.” I rolled the name around on my tongue, earning a delighted smile from her as I did so. “I was wondering how we were going to handle my, uh, duties.”
	She quirked an eyebrow. “As I said, my consorts find their own purposes in their own due ti-”
	“Sex.” I said, a bit more loudly. The silence was deafening. “Um. I meant, uh…”
	She let out another peal of laughter, but her eyes were looking at me with a particular intensity as I asked the question, and I was either going a little bit crazy or there was just a touch of hunger in them. She let her hoof slide towards my back, moving slowly up towards the small of my back, the joint where my back met my wings.
“Well,” she said. “There’s a few things we should address on that pont. First and foremost, I don’t want you to worry about it whatsoever. I’m a very patient mare and I can wait for your comfort on absolutely everything. Now if we stretch into the months than we can start to create better planning for it than that, but that’s a long time away.”
“You mean, um, if I don’t feel comfortable doing it?”
She nodded. “Or if you’re concerned about my pleasure. There will be an adjustment period and a…” She chewed her words around, trying to find the right phrasing for what she was going to say. “A tutorial period.”
I tried to sort out what she meant. “You mean I’m going to suck for a while?”
“Well, the opposite is sort of the pro-” she noticed the look on my face and cut off what she was thinking. “I don’t expect you to be a maestro of the erotic arts. At least not at first…”
I couldn’t help but smile, though I’m sure it looked goofy as hell, brain struggling to put together exactly what she was saying. “You’re going, to, uh, teach me?”
“Well, it would be WILDLY unfair for me to expect any stallion to immediately stand up to my highest standards,” she said, giving me a playful wink. “So I figure that I owe you a little bit of schooling if I expect you to pleasure me.”
I couldn’t help myself, and at that I began giggling a little bit, nervous at the sudden realization of what she intended of me. “Right, yeah, uh, I guess that would be my job.”
She moved her other hoof to gently pat me on the head, carefully pulling me close to her, until I was right up against her side, barrel to barrel, and she flared out one of her large wings and gently laid it over me. This close, I realized she wasn’t entirely pure white… a distinct pink hue was ever so slightly laid at the edge of her color. It made her seem warmer somehow, though part of that was also just that she was very warm… Warmer by far than even another pony would be. “Eventually,” she said. “But I think you’ll find that by that point, you’ll be enjoying it as much as I will. And you’ll be rather excellent with other mares, too, should you have the wit to transfer the lessons.”
“Other mares…” I mumbled. I hadn’t even considered that. I thought back to the nurse who seemed practically giddy at the thought of ‘playing’ with me. I guess that even being called the Consort to Celestia was high praise in and of itself.
She nodded. “They can be an educational experience. Plus, I’m sure my staff would remember how wise and benevolent their ruler is if they had access to an adorable little stallion such as yourself.”
My goofy grin intensified. “I’m, um, not sure most ponies are attracted to stallions like me…”
She snorted. “You may find that opinion to be quickly proven wrong. Which does remind me… I’d best get ahead of the competition.” She stood up and walked in a small circle to turn to face me. She was tall, and imposing. Especially from my vantage point, and as she used her magic to roll me onto my back, so I was bully up before her, looking down at me with a power that I could practically feel pulsing against my fur. “I’m going to ruin other mares for you.”