>"Twilight, i honestly dont mind."
"No, anon, I refuse to take advantage of you like this."
>"You're freaking out over nothing."
"It isn't 'NOTHING', now be quiet or help me research."
>"I really dont understand what the big deal is here, we're both consenting adult individuals an-."
"No! You're clearly effected by my season, it'd effectively be rape!"
>"Hey i liked the smell of blackberries before i came here you know."
"See! You're attributing my scent to something you find pleasant, this is practically a textbook example!"
>"You could have just said you dont find me attractive you know, no need to go through all this rigmarole over my offer."
"Oh Anon you sweet innocent sharply dressed sarcastic cinnamon roll, if this wasn't rape I would ride you so hard that neither of us would be able to walk for a week, but you only feel the same way because you've been in the castle with me all day.
>"Well technically i feel that way about me all the time, no homo, but i'd most definitely scratch that itch of yours if you wanted."
"I DO want it!"
>"Okay then, let me just unzip the old john thomas and we can get started."
"NO, I told you this would be rape!"
>"Missy if you dont stop sending me mixed signals i'm going to show you the actual meaning of that word."
"You're not in your right mind anon!"
>"If i leave this room, fill the tub with cold water, jump in and then come back here holding my nose dripping almost as wet as you are, will you believe me when i say i want to bone you because you're a smart attractive mare that i genuinely enjoy the company of and not because you smell nice?!"
"Yes! A shock of cold water will definitely bring you to your senses, good thinking anon!"
>[Grumbling human noises]

>10 minutes later.
"Anon you're back, that nose peg suits you, do you feel better?"
>"Twilight, i'm not going to feel better until you feel better, so peel me out of these clothes before i catch a cold and lets get down to business."
"Certainly anon, you grab that stack and I'll-"
>"Before i do that, would you agree i am in full control of my faculties right now or am i still too 'high on pheremones'?
"Well you definitely sound okay to me, why do you ask?
>"Because i was referring to the business of inserting Tab D into Slot P, if you were still interested in taking me up on that offer.
"W-what?"
>"I, Anon Y Mous, being of sound mind and body, do hereby declare my desire to pound that perfect purple pony princess pussy procedurally for the purposes of pleasure and/or production."
"A-non stop, you're not making sense."
>"I. Want. To. Fuck. You."
"Bu-"
>"No butts unless it's yours but a gentleman doesnt knock on the backdoor unannounced."
"... Do you mean it?"
>"I wouldnt exactly say 'no' if you're offering, but anal seems a bit out there for you."
"I meant wanting to fuck me you goof!"
>"Well, yeah? Why wouldnt i?"
>It was said so simply, so matter of factly, like he was asking why she was confused about the answer to 1+1, that Twilight had no argument against it and could only stare in wonder at the biped now waving his hand in front of her face.
>"Earth to Twilight, is anypony home in thERE!?"
>Jumping suddenly into his startled arms, wrapping her hooves around his neck and waist and bringing her face close, she delicately removes his nose peg before human and pony locked gazes.
"Anon."
>"Yes, Twilight?"
"I accept."
>"Oh, good, these clothes were starting t-"
>Pamf
>A flash of light followed by a wet thump was the last sign of activity in that small study for quite some time.