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", "writing": "The Unicorn bent down her head to take a drink from one of the many crystal-clear streams in her forest. No longer the Last Unicorn, not now that she’d helped free all her sisters from their fear of the Red Bull. Now that she’d returned to her forest, her life had gone back to much like it was before. The forest hadn’t changed at all ... though she had.\n\nChange is always ... an [I]odd[/I] for an immortal to experience. But being human for a time [I]had[/I] deeply changed her. She felt things now that no unicorn was ever meant to feel. Regret. Longing. [I]Love[/I]. It was so strange now to find herself in the forest that was her familiar home and yet ... not feeling quite at home in it. She didn’t quite feel like she belonged here anymore. And yet, if not here ... where?\n\nSuddenly, though, she became aware of something else that most certainly didn’t belong in her forest. Hoofsteps! Not her own, which were nearly silent anyway. The great clodding hoofsteps of a horse. And the jingle of harness, the slight creak of aged leather. Men! Men on horseback!\n\nShe shook her head slightly. When would men learn not to try and hunt in her forest? They never caught anything here, and they never would. Men were always intruding where they weren’t wanted, weren’t they? It was in their nature.\n\nBy the sound of it, though, it was only [I]one[/I] man, though. Odd. They’d never been so bold as to come here [I]alone[/I] before. Were men becoming less wary of these lands? Well, it wouldn't hurt to investigate a little. Within her own forest, she could easily go completely unnoticed by most if she chose. And it was always good to keep track of what was happening within her little realm. After all, that’s exactly how she first learned of the unicorns’ plight. All the other unicorns might still be trapped in the sea if it weren’t for her keeping track of a pair of wayward hunters some time ago.\n\nIt took her almost no time at all to catch up to the lone man on horseback. Already, she could see glimpses of him between the trees. She’d have to get closer yet to see just who he was and what he was doing, though.\n\nThe closer she came to him, the more she felt a nagging sense of familiarity. No. No ... it couldn’t be. Could it? Could it really be ... Prince Lir?\n\n“Amalthea! [I]Amalthea![/I]” he shouted, looking around the forest, everywhere except toward her.\n\nIt [I]was[/I] Prince Lir! Or perhaps just Lir now, after the fall of King Haggard. But how could he have come here? [I]Why[/I] could he have come here? The ways of men were so strange, even now after the experience of being a human and being among them, she could never quite understand why they did the things that they did.\n\nShe would follow him. Yes. Perhaps if she watched him longer, she would be able to understand why he’d come here and what he wanted.\n\n[center]* * *[/center]\n\nFollowing and watching Lir had [I]not[/I] been very enlightening so far. He wandered seemingly at random throughout her forest, still calling out “Amalthea!” from time to time. When his horse began to stumble, he tied its reins to a tree and set off on foot, doing the same thing, just more slowly. Even as the sun began to sink into the western sky, he kept clumsily traipsing all over her forest, shouting that name he’d once known. What did he think he was doing?\n\nSeveral times, Lir had even looked directly at her ... and yet, he hadn’t seemed to see her. It was a curious thing, how men saw the world around them. She knew their eyesight was keen enough. After all, she’d looked at the world through human eyes for a time. Yet they had the strangest ability to simply not see what was right in front of them. It was especially strange for Lir. He’d had no problem seeing her before. What had happened to him?\n\nEventually, as the sky began to turn russet orange, Lir dejectedly plodded back to his horse, untying it from where it had been happily cropping the grass next to a sturdy tree. He took one last look at the forest, sighed heavily, and began to lead his horse away. “This [I]has[/I] to be the place, Chestnut,” he said to the horse. “She [I]has[/I] to be here. Could she have gone on another adventure somewhere?”\n\nIt was so strange. The [I]horse[/I] could clearly see her – it was staring straight at her the whole time. And even though Lir twitched the reins and chided the horse for being distracted, he never noticed just what the horse was distracted by.\n\nThis wouldn’t do. What if she never saw him again? Other unicorns, perhaps, would be perfectly content with that and would have no inclination to chase such a mystery. But she was no longer quite like other unicorns. Now she felt a strange, urgent tug on her. A desire to know. She would need to approach him more directly. Surely he would see her then.\n\nAppearing plainly out in the open, in the middle of a flower glade, however, didn’t work at all. Lir’s eyes still slid right over her as if she wasn’t there. Finally, she had to act drastically indeed: she took a shortcut through a thicket of wild roses, the kind of path only a wild creature of this forest would know, and by doing so she was able to get well in front of him. There, she positioned herself directly in the open path he was sure to take, standing and staring straight at him as he approached.\n\nEven so, it wasn’t until Lir was only a few steps from barging right into her that he finally seemed to see her. His eyes went wide, glimmering in the fading light.\n\n“Lir?” she said simply, still looking at him without the slightest motion.\n\n“Amal... Amalthea!” He could barely make his mouth work. “Is it... Is it really you?”\n\nShe declined her head just slightly. The barest hint of a nod.\n\nThat seemed to have a profound effect on Lir, though. He dropped his horse’s reins and [I]ran[/I] to her, throwing his arms around her neck and hugging tightly against her chest. “Oh Lady Amalthea! I’ve been searching for you for [I]years![/I] I can’t believe I finally found you!”\n\nLooking down at him as well as she could from this awkward position, she tilted her head a little to the side. “You’ve been searching ... years?” It seemed like it was only a few weeks ago that she’d last seen him. But, of course, the seasons never change in this forest. The passage of time here can be hard to tell, especially for an immortal. “How did you find me? Why?”\n\nLir took half a step back, looking adoringly up into her eyes. “Schmendrick was the key! I should have known that from the start. It took me months just to find [I]him[/I] again. Did you know he’s serving as the court mage for Queen Selenay now? Made quite a name for himself.”\n\nShe looked down at him, not sure what to say. What did that even mean? What was a court mage, and who was Queen Selenay?\n\n“Anyway, uh, he was the key to finally finding you. I had to ask him where he first saw you, and that gave me a place to start looking. At least the right country to start in. From there, I’ve been searching all over this countryside for a unicorn’s forest – a place where it’s always springtime. Finally, [I]finally[/I], I found some local hunters who knew of such a place, and they led me to this forest, though they wouldn’t dare venture inside it along with me.” He looked up at her in wonderment. “And ... and it worked! I’ve finally found you! Oh, I’ve missed you so much, Amalthea!”\n\nShe took half a step back, shaking her head a little in confusion. “But why? Why would you come looking for me?”\n\n“Why? What do you mean? Of course I’d come looking for you! I [I]love[/I] you!”\n\n“Oh Lir...” She shook her head slowly. What was he thinking?\n\n“You said once that you loved me, Amalthea.”\n\n“That isn’t actually my name. It’s just something Schmendrick came up with.”\n\nFor a moment, Lir was taken aback, but he shook it off quickly, holding his hand out to her as if he expected her to place her hand in his ... even though she didn’t have hands anymore. “Then what [I]is[/I] your name?” he said earnestly. “I would break my body to pieces to call you once by your name.”\n\nShe giggled in her whinny-like way. She just couldn’t help herself.\n\n“What’s funny?” His face fell. “I got the poem wrong, didn’t I? I never was good with reciting poetry, but I’ve been trying to get better...”\n\n“No, no,” she assured him. “It’s a lovely line of poetry, and you said it perfectly. I’m just remembering the last time I heard it ... in this very spot, actually.”\n\n“Then ... what is your name, my lady?”\n\nShe tossed her mane a little. “I don’t have one. Unicorns have no need for names.”\n\nThat stopped him in his tracks. Perhaps he’d finally begun to realize just what a gulf separated the two of them? But again, he shook it off quickly. He was nothing if not persistent and dedicated. “Then ... what am I to call you?”\n\n“Whatever you like.”\n\nHe smiles. “Amalthea, then. It suits you as well now as it did then.” Turning, he went back to his horse, which had again strayed and begun to nibble at the fresh spring forest grass. He unbuckled a couple straps under its belly, which released the saddle. And once he’d taken the saddle and packs off its back, he pulled its head up from the grass just long enough to unfasten the halter from around its head, which he tossed onto the ground near the saddle.\n\nNow completely unencumbered with man-made trappings, the horse looked around warily. It seemed a little confused.\n\n“Go,” Lir told it, slapping it lightly on the hindquarters. “This is your new home now. You’re free.”\n\nThe horse took off quickly, whinnying a little as it ran off into the forest, quickly disappearing between the trees.\n\nThe whole time, Amalthea had watched him quietly. The ways of men were indeed strange. She was worried that he’d soon regret doing that. “I hope you know, your horse will find plenty of grass in my forest, but it won’t be easy to catch again. Not here. No creature is easy to find in a unicorn’s forest.”\n\n“All for the better.” Lir shrugged. “I have nowhere else I’d rather be.”\n\nShe blinked at him. “You’re ... staying? But this is no place for men.”\n\n“Anywhere you are, Amalthea, is the place for me.” He looked at her oh so earnestly.\n\n“But...”\n\n“I love you, my lady. I love you more than anything in the world.”\n\nShe just stared at him. She had no idea what she was supposed to do now. How could she possibly respond to something like that?\n\n“You loved me once ... didn’t you?”\n\nNodding slightly again, she took a step closer to him. “Yes I did, once. But I was very different then, Lir. I was a human woman.” When he didn’t respond to that, she tried to make it as clear as she could. “But I’m a unicorn now.”\n\nSmiling ruefully, he shook his head. “I was told once that the love of a unicorn was the most precious gift in all the world. Do you still love me, Lady Amalthea?”\n\n“I do. Of course I do. But Lir, I’m a unicorn now.”\n\n“And that changes anything?”\n\n“It changes everything.” She looked away from him, not able to withstand the intensity of his longing gaze. “We can never be married now, Lir. Can never be together, can never have a family. I can’t stop being what I am, and you can’t stop being what you are. It will never work. We’re different species. I’m [I]immortal[/I]. I can’t be in love with you. It would be like being in love with a gust of wind. One moment it’s here, and then it’s gone.”\n\nHe reached out and lightly touched her cheek, turning her head back toward him. “But while the breeze is here, you wouldn't turn away from it.”\n\n“No,” she said, looking back into his eyes again. “I suppose not.”\n\n“Do you love me, Lady Amalthea? Do you love me still?”\n\n“Of course I do.”\n\n“And I love you. That’s all it takes. That’s all that matters.”\n\nShe shied away from him a little. “You really think so? But what about...?”\n\n“Please, my lady. I’m begging you.”\n\n“Well, I suppose we [I]could[/I] try...” Coming closer now, she lowered her head and nuzzled his shoulder near his neck. “I missed you too, Lir.”\n\nHis hand stroked through her shimmering mane. “Can I kiss you?”\n\nShe giggled again, making the air sparkle slightly around them. “I don’t know, can you?” she said teasingly.\n\nWhen he came toward her – of course he did – she didn’t make it easy. She pranced backward a little, then danced around in circles, giggling at him as she gracefully sparkled and shimmered deftly out of his way each time.\n\nSoon, he was laughing too, despite how quickly she was making him out of breath. As the moon slowly began to rise and the last of the sunset faded, the little glade was filled with the kind of mirth that hadn’t been heard in her forest for centuries. She always kept just a step ahead of him, teasing him, making him work for it, making a joyous game of it.\n\nThat didn’t mean it was entirely [I]easy[/I], though. Lir wasn’t to be underestimated. He’d honed his footwork and reflexes with all those silly monsters and battles he used to fight, and even though he’d already been exhausted when she first appeared to him, he was at least quick enough to give her a little bit of a challenge. He’d manage to slide his hand along her flank as she leapt away here, or he’d grasp the tuft at the end of her tail before it slipped away from him there. Despite his strength, though, he was no match for a unicorn’s magical ability to simply slip out of reach at a moment’s notice.\n\nOnly after he began to stumble and almost fall did she give in. Just as he tripped over a tree root and began to plunge down into the grass, she stepped in front of him instead of dodging away. His out-flung arms wrapped around her neck and withers instead of breaking his fall, and he ended up leaning against her in a warm, breathless embrace. She was glad he was no longer wearing all the iron medals and baubles on his chest anymore. His simple leather breastplate pressed against her firmly and nicely, rising and falling a bit against her with each breath.\n\nOnce he’d caught his balance again, he moved back, standing upright. His hands slid up her mane from the very base all the way up behind her ears, and he looked up into her eyes as if they were the most beautiful things he’d ever gazed upon.\n\nThere was no thought behind it, and she wasn’t even sure who’d started things, but the distance between them closed. Before she knew it, they were kissing once again.\n\nIt felt quite different than when she’d been a human woman. Lir’s lips felt so small against hers now. So delicate. But still warm, soft, and loving. His hands ran through her mane and caressed her cheeks. Kissing him was so strange now ... and yet, it didn’t feel as awkward as she’d feared it might. It brought back sweet memories of the time she’d spent with him before, in his adoptive father’s castle. Lir had been the one point of warmth and tenderness in that cold, bitter place. Kissing him now brought her back to how it had felt back then as a frail human woman to be held in his strong arms. And when they’d finally separated, it wasn’t for long. Wanting more, she went right back to him, and he seemed happy to give her as much as she wanted.\n\n[center]* * *[/center]\n\nHours later, the two of them were still together. No longer locked into that passionate first embrace, now she lay in the warm spring grass with Lir resting against her, sitting and leaning on her withers. Her neck curled around him and her head rested in his lap as he idly stroked her mane. The two of them restfully enjoyed each other’s closeness as they watched the moon slowly sail across the sky.\n\nThough they’d been wordless for hours, Lir surprised her by suddenly speaking again: “Schmendrick told me that you’re the first unicorn ever to feel regret. Is that true?”\n\n“Oh Lir.” She rubbed her cheek along his chest, nuzzling him. “Don’t worry about that. I’m also the first unicorn ever to feel love. And that’s worth all the regret in the world.”\n\n“But ... what is it that you regret?”\n\nLaughing slightly, she rested her head back down into his lap, holding him close with her strong horse-like neck. “Leaving you, of course. And before we ever...” She let out a little sigh for what might have been. “But don’t worry. You’re here now, and I couldn’t be happier.”\n\nHis hand paused, resting against her now instead of steadily petting as he’d done before. “Before we ever ... what?”\n\nDid he truly not realize how close they’d been to taking a very precipitous step in their relationship back in that castle? Or was he too full of silly ideas about chivalry for that? “I don’t mean to scare you away,” she said carefully, “but I very nearly became the first unicorn ever to do something else as well.”\n\n“Huh?”\n\n“Oh you.” She laughed a little. “Surely you can’t be [I]that[/I] clueless about what I wanted.”\n\nSuddenly, he gasped. “You mean like ... sex?”\n\n“Mmm...” Moving slightly against him, she squeezed his body against hers, savoring the closeness. “Now [I]that[/I] would be something to tell the other unicorns tales about.”\n\n“Wait... [I]None[/I] of you have ever had sex? They’re [I]all[/I] virgins?”\n\nThis time, she truly and mirthfully laughed, taking the opportunity to straighten and stretch out her neck in the process. Ever since she’d spent time as a human, she’d become prone to such maladies as slightly stiff joints at times. But it truly was hilarious, the depths of Lir’s naivete. “Well, you don’t exactly see very many male unicorns about, do you?”\n\n“People like me don’t exactly see [I]any[/I] unicorns about. Not usually. Only you.” He shook his head, rolling his eyes a little, then spoke as if just to himself: “But then how are there still any...?” He hit himself in the head. “Oh, right. Of course. [I]Immortal[/I]. You don’t [I]need[/I] baby unicorns for there to still be unicorns around.”\n\nShe nodded. “There has never been a baby unicorn, not since the beginning of time, anyway.”\n\n“But you still, you know, [I]want[/I] to do that kind of thing, right?”\n\n“Not before I met you.” She sighed a little. “Not before I became a human. Back then, it was just the way things were. I never felt the lack of it, never felt the need. It was just something I never thought about. Ever since, though...”\n\n“You ... because of [I]me?[/I]”\n\n“Does it surprise you, Lir?” Perhaps it wasn’t entirely because of him. Perhaps it was just another long-lasting effect of being a human for a time. And perhaps it would fade away in a century or two. But she certainly felt it now, and it wouldn’t hurt to compliment him. “Oh, the things you made my human body feel. I can still feel that warmth deep inside me from the first time you held me, from the first time we kissed. The longer I stayed in that body, the more appreciation I had for yours.”\n\nHe didn’t seem to know how to respond to that. He just stared up at the moon, his eyes and his mouth both gaping in astonishment at what he’d heard.\n\nPerhaps it would be best to prod him a bit. “Did you feel the same way? Was I appealing to you as a human woman?”\n\n“Were you?” He breathed heavily, as if gasping for air. “Were you ever!” Turning slightly, he lifted her head and kissed her again for a moment. “And you still are. You’re the loveliest, most graceful thing I’ve ever seen, Amalthea.”\n\n“Even... Even as I am now?”\n\nHis free hand stroked along her back, through her fur. “You’re gorgeous. You always have been.”\n\nFor a long moment, she was quiet. What she wanted to ask would have to be said ... delicately.\n\n“Lir?” she said eventually.\n\n“Mm-hm?”\n\n“Could we...” She gulped. Why did this have to be so hard? Before she’d been human, she would have been able to say such things without any trouble at all, but now it seemed to stick in her throat as if it didn’t want to come out. “Could we try it?”\n\nA jolt ran through his body. She could feel it against herself. His hand froze against her flank. “You mean...?”\n\n“Yes. Could we try ... sex?”\n\nHis eyes rolled upward and a huge grin spread across his face. “Someone wake me. I [I]must[/I] be dreaming.”\n\n“So you will? Even ... even in this body?” It seemed so fantastical, so outlandish that he’d truly consider such a thing. Surely any moment now he’d reveal that he was only joking, only playing along. Surely it wouldn’t be [I]this[/I] easy to get what she wanted...\n\n“Are you kidding?” he asked. “Of course I will! You’re beautiful, Amalthea. Beautiful in every way.”\n\nThat left her with a bit of a problem, though. She had of course seen her woodland friends with each other from time to time, but she had never witnessed a pairing between entirely different species before. For that matter, she’d never seen a pairing between two humans before. “So um...” Her cheeks flushed a little. Another new trait from her time as a human: no unicorn had ever been [I]embarrassed[/I] before. “How exactly do we, um...?”\n\n“You really [I]are[/I] a virgin, aren’t you?”\n\n“Of course I am!” she said earnestly. “That’s why unicorns seek out maidens, or didn’t you know? Kindred spirit calls.”\n\nHe gave a slight little chuckle. “Well, let’s start by getting me out of these clothes.”\n\nAmalthea watched intently. Her brief time as a human had taught her that they saw clothing as absolutely essential, especially when in the company of the opposite sex. But Lir showed little sign of hesitation as he began unfastening and doffing various items of clothing. His cloak first, which was simple and easy, then his leather armor, which took quite a lot of fumbling with straps and laces. Her eyes widened a little as he pulled his tunic up over his head, exposing his smooth pale skin tightly stretched over lean abs ... and then wiry but tough-looking chest muscles, until he was entirely bare from the waist up.\n\nShe had never seen so much of another human body. She’d barely had opportunity to look at her own. Lir’s was different, more different than she’d expected. Hers had been all made of long, slender curves that blended in with each other, but his was sharply defined in every detail, full of odd angles and intriguing nooks between muscles that rippled a little as he moved.\n\nHe looked back at her, smiling. “The way you’re looking at me reminds me of that time I helped you make a dress... Remember that? I felt like I could have dropped dead on the spot when you just let Schmendrick’s robe fall off of you right in front of me.”\n\nUnashamed of her interest, she looked on regardless. “I’m sorry. That must have been difficult for you. I didn’t realize at the time just how much humans valued clothing. I was just so happy at finally finishing that dress, and I wanted to get it on as soon as I could.”\n\n“Don’t apologize. I’ve been seeing that moment over again in my dreams ever since. You’re so beautiful.” He reached out and ran a hand down her cheek. “And I don’t know how to explain it, but you still are.”\n\nShe preened a little under the compliment, but also nudged toward him. “Go on. I want to see you.”\n\n“Well, fair is fair.” He took only moments to get the boots off his feet, then hooked his thumbs into the tight waistband of ... she didn’t even know what they were called. Her experience with humans was quite limited, after all. But he pulled them downward just the same, doing it slowly, as if to tease her.\n\nIt was working. As the fabric slowly went down, her tail went up. She’d always thought it curious how little fur humans had, but – oh! – [I]there[/I] was some fur! A curly patch right down between his legs, how strange. It matched the color of his hair perfectly. And then ... oh goodness, there it was! Lir’s cock, previously restrained and pulled down by the cloth, sprung back up toward her before bending back downward a little, and then his two curly-haired balls were exposed right after.\n\nShe stared as he pulled the clothing the rest of the way off himself, stepping out of it to leave him entirely nude in front of her. Never before had she seen anything like this. It was quite unlike any of the animals she’d ever idly watched as they procreated in her forest. A fleshy round shaft flopping downward from his body at what looked to be a very uncomfortable angle ... and yet, he didn’t show any sign of discomfort, though he [I]did[/I] begin to blush slightly.\n\n“Is it...?” He ran one hand along the back of his head, the other obviously straining to avoid covering himself. “Do you...?”\n\nShe drew closer, tilting her head slightly to the side as she investigated it in minute detail. “Are all human men like this?” It was so very different than what she’d had when she was a human. That had seemed much less involved ... at least until the point when it started to bleed for seemingly no reason once. But even then, Molly Grue had helped her set things right. Apparently, that was just something that human women did from time to time. Still, it had been an unprepossessing little slit amid a tuft of pale hair. What waited for her between Lir’s legs, however... There just seemed to be quite a lot going on there. It seemed ... complicated.\n\nHer question seemed to only make him blush more, though. “I’m... Well, I’m sure it’s not as big as you’re used to. But by human standards it’s, um...”\n\nHe went quiet as she drew even closer, sniffing at it a little and nudging it with her nose. “As what I’m used to? What would I be used to?” It was surprisingly soft and flexible ... but it soon began to stiffen and grow a little, lifting upward. “Oh look! It’s growing!”\n\n“Oh right...” He gulped. “I guess because you’re sort of horse-like, I assumed you’d be comparing me to, well...”\n\nSince nuzzling it had worked so well the first time, she rubbed her nose and lips against it again. Once again, it hardened and rose, growing larger, almost to the length of one of his hands, until it stood up tremblingly stiff against her curious touches. “Oh Lir. You shouldn’t be worried about comparing yourself to a horse. Why would I care about horses? There is no such thing as a male unicorn, so you don’t need to trouble yourself with any comparison at all. You are you, and that’s perfect for me.”\n\nGrinning and shaking his head a little, he looked down at her. “Oh Amalthea... You did always have that ... that way of yours. You make everything seem so simple. You just shrug off everything as if it doesn’t matter at all. You ... you really like it?” He looked down at himself.\n\nShe looked as well, her eyes drinking in every unfamiliar detail. “What do you do with it?”\n\n“I, uh...” He gulped. “I put it inside you. If you want. If you’re ready.”\n\nCaressing his shaft one last time on her way up, she lifted her head until she could look him right in the eyes again. “I’ve always been ready. Ever since that first kiss.”\n\nAs if reading her mind, Lir seemed to intuit her desire. He leaned toward her, once again holding her head and caressing her neck as he kissed her. She was very quickly getting used to the new sensation, and getting rather attached to it. Not that she would ever tell Lir, not while he still lived, but she was already beginning to understand that she’d never be able to go without this again for long. After Lir’s brief life passed by, she would need to find another. If there even [I]was[/I] any other like him. For now, though, she simply enjoyed the sweet sensation. No, she would not turn away from the breeze just because it was fleeting.\n\nAnd Lir didn’t move away from her, either. Instead of pulling away from the kiss when their lips parted, he came closer to her. His hands brushed down along her chest and withers as he moved in to a closer embrace, holding her around the base of her long, elegant neck. She held him close in turn by pressing her head against his back, embracing him back as well as she could without any hands of her own.\n\nIt wasn’t long, though, before he went for more. Slipping out from under her embrace, he still stayed right next to her. His hands and even his body brushed against her silken fur, and he freely explored the curves of her equine body. It made her tingle, somehow, to be touched like this so ... intimately. But more than that, it stoked a burning heat deep inside her, one she’d not even felt as a human woman. This was new, this was unique. Was it simply because she’d never gotten this far as a human, or was it a feeling peculiar to being a unicorn?\n\nEither way, the feeling only intensified as Lir reached her hind legs. His fingers traced the curves of her rump. His chest pressed against her flank. And one of his hands even ventured down under her belly, sliding up to tickle the two slight little nubs of her teats.\n\nAnd [I]that[/I]... “Oh my!” She gasped. “What... What was [I]that?[/I]”\n\n“Did I do too much?” he asked, hesitantly freezing in place.\n\n“No. Not at all. It felt [I]lovely[/I].” She shuddered a little, her fur standing on end and her tail rising even higher as he went back to touching her. How had she lived for so many eons without ever finding out what it felt like to be touched there? She pitied her fellow unicorns now. This was pleasure like she’d never before known. How could they all be missing out on something so wonderful?\n\nHe didn’t stop there, though. Soon he went around completely behind her, tracing his hands up between the cheeks of her ass until he almost – but not quite – touched something very special indeed.\n\n“Oh Amalthea,” Lir said from behind her. “You’re so...” He shook his head, breathless. “I’ve never seen anything so entrancing in all my life. Can I, um...?”\n\nShe had very little idea what he was actually asking permission to do. But at this point she didn’t care. She trusted him and trusted that she would enjoy whatever came next. “Please, yes. Feel free, Lir. Show me the way.”\n\nIt turned out that what he wanted to do was to gingerly, gently press his fingers against her vulva. His fingertips slid so nicely and easily against her perfect smooth skin. The tingling from her teats was [I]nothing[/I] compared to this! She [I]gasped[/I], a sound quite unbefitting the grace of a unicorn. But she simply could not help herself. His merest touch sent sparkles of pleasure glimmering all through her body from the tip of her horn to the clefts of her hooves.\n\nAnd it only [I]grew[/I] as he touched her more. Grew and grew until she thought she would burst. But she didn’t burst. Instead, secret little muscles she’d rarely before used flexed, spreading her delicate little pussy open from the inside out, as would sometimes happen after she peed. But this time, it had the effect of kissing her inner walls out against Lir’s hand. And that – that was heaven indeed. As seemed to be a growing pattern tonight, she felt an entirely new realm of pleasure open up to her, more than she’d ever known or thought possible.\n\nAnd, of course, that only made her pussy wink again, which brought her again more pleasure because this time Lir was expecting it. He deliberately ran his fingers up and down her slickening inner walls, spreading the growing wetness there all over her and making her moan like some silly harlot. Oh how [I]very[/I] un-unicorn-like she was acting this night! And yet, she would not regret it. Not because she [I]couldn’t[/I], but because she didn’t want to.\n\nSadly, though, Lir soon took his hand away. Instead, his two hands gripped either side of her round rump. He pressed himself close behind her, lifting himself to his utmost, to the very tip of his toes ... and yet she felt nothing back there. Only the slight afterglow of what he’d already done.\n\n“Are you doing it?” she asked, turning her head over her withers to look at him better. “Is this ... sex?” After what she’d felt from his mere touch, she’d thought that sex itself would feel better than this ... but she didn’t feel a thing.\n\nLir stepped back, blushing fiercely. “It seems, uh, you’re a bit too tall for me, my lady.” He glanced around. “I don’t suppose you could back up toward that rock?”\n\nNow that he’d stepped back from her, she could see how high his cock was compared to her height. Yes, nowhere near high enough to actually touch her where she newly and so desperately wanted to be touched... And that rock [I]was[/I] just about the right height. She restrained herself from giggling – self-restraint, yet another very un-unicorn-like thing to do – because after all, he was already blushing so hotly. There was no call to push him even further. Instead, she simply and quietly trotted over in front of the rock, placing herself perfectly in front of it, her tail raised by pure instinct.\n\nLir wasn’t far behind. He leapt up on the rock eagerly and once again took hold of her rump in both hands.\n\nThis was it! She trembled in anticipation. She was about to become the only unicorn who wasn’t a virgin! She was about to find out what [I]sex[/I] was truly like!\n\nThe prodding from the tip of Lir’s cock ended up feeling much like his fingers at first, though a little wider and more blunt, and [I]much[/I] warmer. It was enough to trigger another wink, though, and when she winked open for him was when things truly changed. Lir [I]entered[/I] her, his shaft sliding smoothly and cleanly into her pussy. It squeezed in between her slick inner walls, spreading her slightly apart on the inside and giving her something to squeeze around like she’d never had before.\n\nA sound never before heard in this world – the love cries of a unicorn – echoed through the glade as Lir began to move inside her. The warm, stiff contours of his cock caressed against her wondrously sensitive inner walls, sending ripples of undreamt-of pleasure coursing through her, each of them building upon one another as Lir gave her thrust after thrust. His hands clutched at her curves, his fingers digging in deeply as he strained in his passion.\n\nAmalthea rolled in waves of ecstasy with every push she received from behind. She even spread her hind legs out a bit more to help him reach a little deeper. Oh how she yearned to be touched even deeper! She didn’t even know if it was really possible, but her body screamed for it. There was a warmth deep down inside her that absolutely [I]needed[/I] to be touched, a fire that had to be quenched, but it was as if Lir just couldn’t quite reach it.\n\nLir also shuddered and moaned, leaning far over her back as he strained harder and harder into her, as if he too was struggling to get even deeper. “Ama... Amalthea!” Gripping her hard, he pulled her toward himself, squeezing his cock as deeply as he possibly could inside her. “I’m already... I’m close!”\n\n“Close to what?” she asked, genuinely confused what he meant.\n\nHe groaned loudly, and his cock began to pulse inside her, throbbing regularly. A new, seeping warmth began to fill her. Yet another new sensation. It lasted only for a few moments though, before Lir slid his cock out of her. She could feel something dripping down her vulva and between her legs, though she wasn’t sure what it was. Just more of her slick juices, perhaps?\n\nWhen she turned to look at Lir, his cock was hanging down again. Even smaller than before now, though glistening wet in the moonlight. He breathed heavily and looked at her with a dumbfounded grin of wonderment.\n\nShe blinked. “So that’s ... sex?”\n\n“Sorry, um... I guess I should have asked first. But I figured there wasn’t any risk of getting you pregnant, so...”\n\nShe smiled in return. “Don’t be sorry. It felt wonderful. Though I do feel like it didn’t quite reach far enough inside me. This ‘sex’ is pleasant enough, but it leaves me more filled with longing than with bliss. I don’t know why all the other creatures make such a fuss about it.”\n\nHe winced. “Oh... You didn’t get off, did you?”\n\n“Get off of what?”\n\n“You didn’t have an orgasm.” He hopped off his rock. “Here ... let me help you. And [I]then[/I] you’ll see what all the fuss is about.”\n\nWillingly enough, she once again turned her tail toward him, raising it to give him perfect access. This time, he didn’t try to put his cock inside her, instead he just touched her with his fingers again. It [I]did[/I] feel lovely, but even when he inserted a couple of his fingers as deeply as he could inside her, it still didn’t come close to touching that inner need. Even less so than his cock had, actually.\n\nShe looked back at him again. “We already did this part.”\n\n“Not like this,” he assured her. “Just wait and see ... here.” Now his fingers began moving much faster, sliding in and out fast enough to make her curves jiggle slightly.\n\nIt [I]did[/I] feel good, actually. Perhaps the best so far, and she quickly became rather overwhelmed with the sensations growing inside her. Once again, though, there was that deep, burning inner need that just wasn’t being quenched. Nothing he was doing was reaching even [I]close[/I] to it.\n\n“Are you ready, my lady?” he asked.\n\n[I]Ready?[/I] She was [I]so[/I] far beyond ready. Whatever he was planning on doing, she [I]needed[/I] it – she needed it now! “Do it!” she cried. “Oh please, Lir!”\n\nWhat he planned to do, apparently, ended up being much less dramatic than she’d expected. Rather than somehow reaching deep inside her, he simply moved his thumb down to the base of her vulva as he moved his fingers inside her. There was a greedy, supple nub down there that kept pressing outward whenever she winked open, and he delicately rubbed right against it.\n\nThe result in her body, however, was far [I]more[/I] dramatic than she’d expected. Somehow, that gentle, mostly-external touch zipped like a bolt of lighting straight into that inner need of hers. And once touched, it grew and grew, swelling quickly inside her like an unstoppable force. She [I]screamed[/I], whinnying loudly into her forest in pure primal passion as she felt it overwhelm her, almost completely breaking her tether to reality, save for those passionate little movements of Lir’s hand.\n\nAnd when that churning ball of hot pressure inside her grew to the point where she could contain it no more, she [I]burst[/I]. Or, at least, that’s what it felt like. A blast of pleasure unlike anything she’d ever imagined – even after everything she’d experienced today – burst through her, expanding from her vulva into the deepest core of her body and spreading outward from there like the dawning of the sun through the clouds. Her body literally [I]glowed[/I] in her excitement, and from her horn showered a wave of untamed magical energy that would set plants to blooming and woodland creatures to breeding for miles and miles outside the reaches of her forest. She felt as if she were being burned up, consumed from the inside out, except that instead of fiercest pain, she felt indescribable pleasure.\n\nFinally, she could take no more. Falling away from Lir’s hand, she collapsed onto the soft grass, panting heavily. All around her shuddering body, flowers suddenly grew and bloomed, months of growth happening in mere seconds.\n\nShe looked up at Lir, her eyes misty with pleasure, just struggling to breathe as she felt the aftershocks of her body’s climax still rippling through her. And the only need she felt now was the need to be close to him.\n\nThankfully, he seemed to sense that. Or else he felt the same need. Because he came to her, lying with her again in the new bed of flowers, his body resting against hers and his arm possessively over her back.\n\nBy all rights, that gesture should have offended her. But now ... now she [I]enjoyed[/I] it. It felt good to be held by him. It felt good to be his. It felt good for him to be hers. Oh yes. She would enjoy every minute of him, as long as he lasted. This was not something she would ever give up willingly. She wouldn’t wander away again. Not for anything.\n\nFor a long while, the two of them just rested quietly with each other. Amalthea slowly caught her breath as Lir began stroking his hand along the curve of her back. He leaned in and kissed her cheek.\n\n“So,” he asked eventually, “how does it feel to be the first unicorn who isn’t a virgin?”\n\n“Oh Lir. Can we do it again?”\n\nHe smiled and gave her the sort of seditious look she’d soon begin to feel heated every time she received. “Anytime you want, my lady.”\n\n“What about ... right now?”\n\nHe chuckled a little. “Well, it might be a little longer before I can use this again.” Reaching down between his legs, he flopped his cock upward, letting it drop back down on its own. “But these...” He wiggled his fingers in front of her face. “I’ll keep going with these as long as you’ll keep me.”\n\nShe turned her head further, leaning in and kissing him again. She just couldn’t help it. Tonight would be a memory she cherished for millennia.\n\n\n\nGet many more not-yet-published stories and vote on which story gets written next on my [url=https://www.subscribestar.com/dirty-little-secret]SubscribeStar[/url]! Supporters also get to decide which story I'll write next, [i]and[/i] they get big discounts on commissions!", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "The Unicorn bent down her head to take a drink from one of the many crystal-clear streams in her forest. No longer the Last Unicorn, not now that she’d helped free all her sisters from their fear of the Red Bull. Now that she’d returned to her forest, her life had gone back to much like it was before. The forest hadn’t changed at all ... though she had.

Change is always ... an odd for an immortal to experience. But being human for a time had deeply changed her. She felt things now that no unicorn was ever meant to feel. Regret. Longing. Love. It was so strange now to find herself in the forest that was her familiar home and yet ... not feeling quite at home in it. She didn’t quite feel like she belonged here anymore. And yet, if not here ... where?

Suddenly, though, she became aware of something else that most certainly didn’t belong in her forest. Hoofsteps! Not her own, which were nearly silent anyway. The great clodding hoofsteps of a horse. And the jingle of harness, the slight creak of aged leather. Men! Men on horseback!

She shook her head slightly. When would men learn not to try and hunt in her forest? They never caught anything here, and they never would. Men were always intruding where they weren’t wanted, weren’t they? It was in their nature.

By the sound of it, though, it was only one man, though. Odd. They’d never been so bold as to come here alone before. Were men becoming less wary of these lands? Well, it wouldn't hurt to investigate a little. Within her own forest, she could easily go completely unnoticed by most if she chose. And it was always good to keep track of what was happening within her little realm. After all, that’s exactly how she first learned of the unicorns’ plight. All the other unicorns might still be trapped in the sea if it weren’t for her keeping track of a pair of wayward hunters some time ago.

It took her almost no time at all to catch up to the lone man on horseback. Already, she could see glimpses of him between the trees. She’d have to get closer yet to see just who he was and what he was doing, though.

The closer she came to him, the more she felt a nagging sense of familiarity. No. No ... it couldn’t be. Could it? Could it really be ... Prince Lir?

“Amalthea! Amalthea!” he shouted, looking around the forest, everywhere except toward her.

It was Prince Lir! Or perhaps just Lir now, after the fall of King Haggard. But how could he have come here? Why could he have come here? The ways of men were so strange, even now after the experience of being a human and being among them, she could never quite understand why they did the things that they did.

She would follow him. Yes. Perhaps if she watched him longer, she would be able to understand why he’d come here and what he wanted.

* * *


Following and watching Lir had not been very enlightening so far. He wandered seemingly at random throughout her forest, still calling out “Amalthea!” from time to time. When his horse began to stumble, he tied its reins to a tree and set off on foot, doing the same thing, just more slowly. Even as the sun began to sink into the western sky, he kept clumsily traipsing all over her forest, shouting that name he’d once known. What did he think he was doing?

Several times, Lir had even looked directly at her ... and yet, he hadn’t seemed to see her. It was a curious thing, how men saw the world around them. She knew their eyesight was keen enough. After all, she’d looked at the world through human eyes for a time. Yet they had the strangest ability to simply not see what was right in front of them. It was especially strange for Lir. He’d had no problem seeing her before. What had happened to him?

Eventually, as the sky began to turn russet orange, Lir dejectedly plodded back to his horse, untying it from where it had been happily cropping the grass next to a sturdy tree. He took one last look at the forest, sighed heavily, and began to lead his horse away. “This has to be the place, Chestnut,” he said to the horse. “She has to be here. Could she have gone on another adventure somewhere?”

It was so strange. The horse could clearly see her – it was staring straight at her the whole time. And even though Lir twitched the reins and chided the horse for being distracted, he never noticed just what the horse was distracted by.

This wouldn’t do. What if she never saw him again? Other unicorns, perhaps, would be perfectly content with that and would have no inclination to chase such a mystery. But she was no longer quite like other unicorns. Now she felt a strange, urgent tug on her. A desire to know. She would need to approach him more directly. Surely he would see her then.

Appearing plainly out in the open, in the middle of a flower glade, however, didn’t work at all. Lir’s eyes still slid right over her as if she wasn’t there. Finally, she had to act drastically indeed: she took a shortcut through a thicket of wild roses, the kind of path only a wild creature of this forest would know, and by doing so she was able to get well in front of him. There, she positioned herself directly in the open path he was sure to take, standing and staring straight at him as he approached.

Even so, it wasn’t until Lir was only a few steps from barging right into her that he finally seemed to see her. His eyes went wide, glimmering in the fading light.

“Lir?” she said simply, still looking at him without the slightest motion.

“Amal... Amalthea!” He could barely make his mouth work. “Is it... Is it really you?”

She declined her head just slightly. The barest hint of a nod.

That seemed to have a profound effect on Lir, though. He dropped his horse’s reins and ran to her, throwing his arms around her neck and hugging tightly against her chest. “Oh Lady Amalthea! I’ve been searching for you for years! I can’t believe I finally found you!”

Looking down at him as well as she could from this awkward position, she tilted her head a little to the side. “You’ve been searching ... years?” It seemed like it was only a few weeks ago that she’d last seen him. But, of course, the seasons never change in this forest. The passage of time here can be hard to tell, especially for an immortal. “How did you find me? Why?”

Lir took half a step back, looking adoringly up into her eyes. “Schmendrick was the key! I should have known that from the start. It took me months just to find him again. Did you know he’s serving as the court mage for Queen Selenay now? Made quite a name for himself.”

She looked down at him, not sure what to say. What did that even mean? What was a court mage, and who was Queen Selenay?

“Anyway, uh, he was the key to finally finding you. I had to ask him where he first saw you, and that gave me a place to start looking. At least the right country to start in. From there, I’ve been searching all over this countryside for a unicorn’s forest – a place where it’s always springtime. Finally, finally, I found some local hunters who knew of such a place, and they led me to this forest, though they wouldn’t dare venture inside it along with me.” He looked up at her in wonderment. “And ... and it worked! I’ve finally found you! Oh, I’ve missed you so much, Amalthea!”

She took half a step back, shaking her head a little in confusion. “But why? Why would you come looking for me?”

“Why? What do you mean? Of course I’d come looking for you! I love you!”

“Oh Lir...” She shook her head slowly. What was he thinking?

“You said once that you loved me, Amalthea.”

“That isn’t actually my name. It’s just something Schmendrick came up with.”

For a moment, Lir was taken aback, but he shook it off quickly, holding his hand out to her as if he expected her to place her hand in his ... even though she didn’t have hands anymore. “Then what is your name?” he said earnestly. “I would break my body to pieces to call you once by your name.”

She giggled in her whinny-like way. She just couldn’t help herself.

“What’s funny?” His face fell. “I got the poem wrong, didn’t I? I never was good with reciting poetry, but I’ve been trying to get better...”

“No, no,” she assured him. “It’s a lovely line of poetry, and you said it perfectly. I’m just remembering the last time I heard it ... in this very spot, actually.”

“Then ... what is your name, my lady?”

She tossed her mane a little. “I don’t have one. Unicorns have no need for names.”

That stopped him in his tracks. Perhaps he’d finally begun to realize just what a gulf separated the two of them? But again, he shook it off quickly. He was nothing if not persistent and dedicated. “Then ... what am I to call you?”

“Whatever you like.”

He smiles. “Amalthea, then. It suits you as well now as it did then.” Turning, he went back to his horse, which had again strayed and begun to nibble at the fresh spring forest grass. He unbuckled a couple straps under its belly, which released the saddle. And once he’d taken the saddle and packs off its back, he pulled its head up from the grass just long enough to unfasten the halter from around its head, which he tossed onto the ground near the saddle.

Now completely unencumbered with man-made trappings, the horse looked around warily. It seemed a little confused.

“Go,” Lir told it, slapping it lightly on the hindquarters. “This is your new home now. You’re free.”

The horse took off quickly, whinnying a little as it ran off into the forest, quickly disappearing between the trees.

The whole time, Amalthea had watched him quietly. The ways of men were indeed strange. She was worried that he’d soon regret doing that. “I hope you know, your horse will find plenty of grass in my forest, but it won’t be easy to catch again. Not here. No creature is easy to find in a unicorn’s forest.”

“All for the better.” Lir shrugged. “I have nowhere else I’d rather be.”

She blinked at him. “You’re ... staying? But this is no place for men.”

“Anywhere you are, Amalthea, is the place for me.” He looked at her oh so earnestly.

“But...”

“I love you, my lady. I love you more than anything in the world.”

She just stared at him. She had no idea what she was supposed to do now. How could she possibly respond to something like that?

“You loved me once ... didn’t you?”

Nodding slightly again, she took a step closer to him. “Yes I did, once. But I was very different then, Lir. I was a human woman.” When he didn’t respond to that, she tried to make it as clear as she could. “But I’m a unicorn now.”

Smiling ruefully, he shook his head. “I was told once that the love of a unicorn was the most precious gift in all the world. Do you still love me, Lady Amalthea?”

“I do. Of course I do. But Lir, I’m a unicorn now.”

“And that changes anything?”

“It changes everything.” She looked away from him, not able to withstand the intensity of his longing gaze. “We can never be married now, Lir. Can never be together, can never have a family. I can’t stop being what I am, and you can’t stop being what you are. It will never work. We’re different species. I’m immortal. I can’t be in love with you. It would be like being in love with a gust of wind. One moment it’s here, and then it’s gone.”

He reached out and lightly touched her cheek, turning her head back toward him. “But while the breeze is here, you wouldn't turn away from it.”

“No,” she said, looking back into his eyes again. “I suppose not.”

“Do you love me, Lady Amalthea? Do you love me still?”

“Of course I do.”

“And I love you. That’s all it takes. That’s all that matters.”

She shied away from him a little. “You really think so? But what about...?”

“Please, my lady. I’m begging you.”

“Well, I suppose we could try...” Coming closer now, she lowered her head and nuzzled his shoulder near his neck. “I missed you too, Lir.”

His hand stroked through her shimmering mane. “Can I kiss you?”

She giggled again, making the air sparkle slightly around them. “I don’t know, can you?” she said teasingly.

When he came toward her – of course he did – she didn’t make it easy. She pranced backward a little, then danced around in circles, giggling at him as she gracefully sparkled and shimmered deftly out of his way each time.

Soon, he was laughing too, despite how quickly she was making him out of breath. As the moon slowly began to rise and the last of the sunset faded, the little glade was filled with the kind of mirth that hadn’t been heard in her forest for centuries. She always kept just a step ahead of him, teasing him, making him work for it, making a joyous game of it.

That didn’t mean it was entirely easy, though. Lir wasn’t to be underestimated. He’d honed his footwork and reflexes with all those silly monsters and battles he used to fight, and even though he’d already been exhausted when she first appeared to him, he was at least quick enough to give her a little bit of a challenge. He’d manage to slide his hand along her flank as she leapt away here, or he’d grasp the tuft at the end of her tail before it slipped away from him there. Despite his strength, though, he was no match for a unicorn’s magical ability to simply slip out of reach at a moment’s notice.

Only after he began to stumble and almost fall did she give in. Just as he tripped over a tree root and began to plunge down into the grass, she stepped in front of him instead of dodging away. His out-flung arms wrapped around her neck and withers instead of breaking his fall, and he ended up leaning against her in a warm, breathless embrace. She was glad he was no longer wearing all the iron medals and baubles on his chest anymore. His simple leather breastplate pressed against her firmly and nicely, rising and falling a bit against her with each breath.

Once he’d caught his balance again, he moved back, standing upright. His hands slid up her mane from the very base all the way up behind her ears, and he looked up into her eyes as if they were the most beautiful things he’d ever gazed upon.

There was no thought behind it, and she wasn’t even sure who’d started things, but the distance between them closed. Before she knew it, they were kissing once again.

It felt quite different than when she’d been a human woman. Lir’s lips felt so small against hers now. So delicate. But still warm, soft, and loving. His hands ran through her mane and caressed her cheeks. Kissing him was so strange now ... and yet, it didn’t feel as awkward as she’d feared it might. It brought back sweet memories of the time she’d spent with him before, in his adoptive father’s castle. Lir had been the one point of warmth and tenderness in that cold, bitter place. Kissing him now brought her back to how it had felt back then as a frail human woman to be held in his strong arms. And when they’d finally separated, it wasn’t for long. Wanting more, she went right back to him, and he seemed happy to give her as much as she wanted.

* * *


Hours later, the two of them were still together. No longer locked into that passionate first embrace, now she lay in the warm spring grass with Lir resting against her, sitting and leaning on her withers. Her neck curled around him and her head rested in his lap as he idly stroked her mane. The two of them restfully enjoyed each other’s closeness as they watched the moon slowly sail across the sky.

Though they’d been wordless for hours, Lir surprised her by suddenly speaking again: “Schmendrick told me that you’re the first unicorn ever to feel regret. Is that true?”

“Oh Lir.” She rubbed her cheek along his chest, nuzzling him. “Don’t worry about that. I’m also the first unicorn ever to feel love. And that’s worth all the regret in the world.”

“But ... what is it that you regret?”

Laughing slightly, she rested her head back down into his lap, holding him close with her strong horse-like neck. “Leaving you, of course. And before we ever...” She let out a little sigh for what might have been. “But don’t worry. You’re here now, and I couldn’t be happier.”

His hand paused, resting against her now instead of steadily petting as he’d done before. “Before we ever ... what?”

Did he truly not realize how close they’d been to taking a very precipitous step in their relationship back in that castle? Or was he too full of silly ideas about chivalry for that? “I don’t mean to scare you away,” she said carefully, “but I very nearly became the first unicorn ever to do something else as well.”

“Huh?”

“Oh you.” She laughed a little. “Surely you can’t be that clueless about what I wanted.”

Suddenly, he gasped. “You mean like ... sex?”

“Mmm...” Moving slightly against him, she squeezed his body against hers, savoring the closeness. “Now that would be something to tell the other unicorns tales about.”

“Wait... None of you have ever had sex? They’re all virgins?”

This time, she truly and mirthfully laughed, taking the opportunity to straighten and stretch out her neck in the process. Ever since she’d spent time as a human, she’d become prone to such maladies as slightly stiff joints at times. But it truly was hilarious, the depths of Lir’s naivete. “Well, you don’t exactly see very many male unicorns about, do you?”

“People like me don’t exactly see any unicorns about. Not usually. Only you.” He shook his head, rolling his eyes a little, then spoke as if just to himself: “But then how are there still any...?” He hit himself in the head. “Oh, right. Of course. Immortal. You don’t need baby unicorns for there to still be unicorns around.”

She nodded. “There has never been a baby unicorn, not since the beginning of time, anyway.”

“But you still, you know, want to do that kind of thing, right?”

“Not before I met you.” She sighed a little. “Not before I became a human. Back then, it was just the way things were. I never felt the lack of it, never felt the need. It was just something I never thought about. Ever since, though...”

“You ... because of me?”

“Does it surprise you, Lir?” Perhaps it wasn’t entirely because of him. Perhaps it was just another long-lasting effect of being a human for a time. And perhaps it would fade away in a century or two. But she certainly felt it now, and it wouldn’t hurt to compliment him. “Oh, the things you made my human body feel. I can still feel that warmth deep inside me from the first time you held me, from the first time we kissed. The longer I stayed in that body, the more appreciation I had for yours.”

He didn’t seem to know how to respond to that. He just stared up at the moon, his eyes and his mouth both gaping in astonishment at what he’d heard.

Perhaps it would be best to prod him a bit. “Did you feel the same way? Was I appealing to you as a human woman?”

“Were you?” He breathed heavily, as if gasping for air. “Were you ever!” Turning slightly, he lifted her head and kissed her again for a moment. “And you still are. You’re the loveliest, most graceful thing I’ve ever seen, Amalthea.”

“Even... Even as I am now?”

His free hand stroked along her back, through her fur. “You’re gorgeous. You always have been.”

For a long moment, she was quiet. What she wanted to ask would have to be said ... delicately.

“Lir?” she said eventually.

“Mm-hm?”

“Could we...” She gulped. Why did this have to be so hard? Before she’d been human, she would have been able to say such things without any trouble at all, but now it seemed to stick in her throat as if it didn’t want to come out. “Could we try it?”

A jolt ran through his body. She could feel it against herself. His hand froze against her flank. “You mean...?”

“Yes. Could we try ... sex?”

His eyes rolled upward and a huge grin spread across his face. “Someone wake me. I must be dreaming.”

“So you will? Even ... even in this body?” It seemed so fantastical, so outlandish that he’d truly consider such a thing. Surely any moment now he’d reveal that he was only joking, only playing along. Surely it wouldn’t be this easy to get what she wanted...

“Are you kidding?” he asked. “Of course I will! You’re beautiful, Amalthea. Beautiful in every way.”

That left her with a bit of a problem, though. She had of course seen her woodland friends with each other from time to time, but she had never witnessed a pairing between entirely different species before. For that matter, she’d never seen a pairing between two humans before. “So um...” Her cheeks flushed a little. Another new trait from her time as a human: no unicorn had ever been embarrassed before. “How exactly do we, um...?”

“You really are a virgin, aren’t you?”

“Of course I am!” she said earnestly. “That’s why unicorns seek out maidens, or didn’t you know? Kindred spirit calls.”

He gave a slight little chuckle. “Well, let’s start by getting me out of these clothes.”

Amalthea watched intently. Her brief time as a human had taught her that they saw clothing as absolutely essential, especially when in the company of the opposite sex. But Lir showed little sign of hesitation as he began unfastening and doffing various items of clothing. His cloak first, which was simple and easy, then his leather armor, which took quite a lot of fumbling with straps and laces. Her eyes widened a little as he pulled his tunic up over his head, exposing his smooth pale skin tightly stretched over lean abs ... and then wiry but tough-looking chest muscles, until he was entirely bare from the waist up.

She had never seen so much of another human body. She’d barely had opportunity to look at her own. Lir’s was different, more different than she’d expected. Hers had been all made of long, slender curves that blended in with each other, but his was sharply defined in every detail, full of odd angles and intriguing nooks between muscles that rippled a little as he moved.

He looked back at her, smiling. “The way you’re looking at me reminds me of that time I helped you make a dress... Remember that? I felt like I could have dropped dead on the spot when you just let Schmendrick’s robe fall off of you right in front of me.”

Unashamed of her interest, she looked on regardless. “I’m sorry. That must have been difficult for you. I didn’t realize at the time just how much humans valued clothing. I was just so happy at finally finishing that dress, and I wanted to get it on as soon as I could.”

“Don’t apologize. I’ve been seeing that moment over again in my dreams ever since. You’re so beautiful.” He reached out and ran a hand down her cheek. “And I don’t know how to explain it, but you still are.”

She preened a little under the compliment, but also nudged toward him. “Go on. I want to see you.”

“Well, fair is fair.” He took only moments to get the boots off his feet, then hooked his thumbs into the tight waistband of ... she didn’t even know what they were called. Her experience with humans was quite limited, after all. But he pulled them downward just the same, doing it slowly, as if to tease her.

It was working. As the fabric slowly went down, her tail went up. She’d always thought it curious how little fur humans had, but – oh! – there was some fur! A curly patch right down between his legs, how strange. It matched the color of his hair perfectly. And then ... oh goodness, there it was! Lir’s cock, previously restrained and pulled down by the cloth, sprung back up toward her before bending back downward a little, and then his two curly-haired balls were exposed right after.

She stared as he pulled the clothing the rest of the way off himself, stepping out of it to leave him entirely nude in front of her. Never before had she seen anything like this. It was quite unlike any of the animals she’d ever idly watched as they procreated in her forest. A fleshy round shaft flopping downward from his body at what looked to be a very uncomfortable angle ... and yet, he didn’t show any sign of discomfort, though he did begin to blush slightly.

“Is it...?” He ran one hand along the back of his head, the other obviously straining to avoid covering himself. “Do you...?”

She drew closer, tilting her head slightly to the side as she investigated it in minute detail. “Are all human men like this?” It was so very different than what she’d had when she was a human. That had seemed much less involved ... at least until the point when it started to bleed for seemingly no reason once. But even then, Molly Grue had helped her set things right. Apparently, that was just something that human women did from time to time. Still, it had been an unprepossessing little slit amid a tuft of pale hair. What waited for her between Lir’s legs, however... There just seemed to be quite a lot going on there. It seemed ... complicated.

Her question seemed to only make him blush more, though. “I’m... Well, I’m sure it’s not as big as you’re used to. But by human standards it’s, um...”

He went quiet as she drew even closer, sniffing at it a little and nudging it with her nose. “As what I’m used to? What would I be used to?” It was surprisingly soft and flexible ... but it soon began to stiffen and grow a little, lifting upward. “Oh look! It’s growing!”

“Oh right...” He gulped. “I guess because you’re sort of horse-like, I assumed you’d be comparing me to, well...”

Since nuzzling it had worked so well the first time, she rubbed her nose and lips against it again. Once again, it hardened and rose, growing larger, almost to the length of one of his hands, until it stood up tremblingly stiff against her curious touches. “Oh Lir. You shouldn’t be worried about comparing yourself to a horse. Why would I care about horses? There is no such thing as a male unicorn, so you don’t need to trouble yourself with any comparison at all. You are you, and that’s perfect for me.”

Grinning and shaking his head a little, he looked down at her. “Oh Amalthea... You did always have that ... that way of yours. You make everything seem so simple. You just shrug off everything as if it doesn’t matter at all. You ... you really like it?” He looked down at himself.

She looked as well, her eyes drinking in every unfamiliar detail. “What do you do with it?”

“I, uh...” He gulped. “I put it inside you. If you want. If you’re ready.”

Caressing his shaft one last time on her way up, she lifted her head until she could look him right in the eyes again. “I’ve always been ready. Ever since that first kiss.”

As if reading her mind, Lir seemed to intuit her desire. He leaned toward her, once again holding her head and caressing her neck as he kissed her. She was very quickly getting used to the new sensation, and getting rather attached to it. Not that she would ever tell Lir, not while he still lived, but she was already beginning to understand that she’d never be able to go without this again for long. After Lir’s brief life passed by, she would need to find another. If there even was any other like him. For now, though, she simply enjoyed the sweet sensation. No, she would not turn away from the breeze just because it was fleeting.

And Lir didn’t move away from her, either. Instead of pulling away from the kiss when their lips parted, he came closer to her. His hands brushed down along her chest and withers as he moved in to a closer embrace, holding her around the base of her long, elegant neck. She held him close in turn by pressing her head against his back, embracing him back as well as she could without any hands of her own.

It wasn’t long, though, before he went for more. Slipping out from under her embrace, he still stayed right next to her. His hands and even his body brushed against her silken fur, and he freely explored the curves of her equine body. It made her tingle, somehow, to be touched like this so ... intimately. But more than that, it stoked a burning heat deep inside her, one she’d not even felt as a human woman. This was new, this was unique. Was it simply because she’d never gotten this far as a human, or was it a feeling peculiar to being a unicorn?

Either way, the feeling only intensified as Lir reached her hind legs. His fingers traced the curves of her rump. His chest pressed against her flank. And one of his hands even ventured down under her belly, sliding up to tickle the two slight little nubs of her teats.

And that... “Oh my!” She gasped. “What... What was that?”

“Did I do too much?” he asked, hesitantly freezing in place.

“No. Not at all. It felt lovely.” She shuddered a little, her fur standing on end and her tail rising even higher as he went back to touching her. How had she lived for so many eons without ever finding out what it felt like to be touched there? She pitied her fellow unicorns now. This was pleasure like she’d never before known. How could they all be missing out on something so wonderful?

He didn’t stop there, though. Soon he went around completely behind her, tracing his hands up between the cheeks of her ass until he almost – but not quite – touched something very special indeed.

“Oh Amalthea,” Lir said from behind her. “You’re so...” He shook his head, breathless. “I’ve never seen anything so entrancing in all my life. Can I, um...?”

She had very little idea what he was actually asking permission to do. But at this point she didn’t care. She trusted him and trusted that she would enjoy whatever came next. “Please, yes. Feel free, Lir. Show me the way.”

It turned out that what he wanted to do was to gingerly, gently press his fingers against her vulva. His fingertips slid so nicely and easily against her perfect smooth skin. The tingling from her teats was nothing compared to this! She gasped, a sound quite unbefitting the grace of a unicorn. But she simply could not help herself. His merest touch sent sparkles of pleasure glimmering all through her body from the tip of her horn to the clefts of her hooves.

And it only grew as he touched her more. Grew and grew until she thought she would burst. But she didn’t burst. Instead, secret little muscles she’d rarely before used flexed, spreading her delicate little pussy open from the inside out, as would sometimes happen after she peed. But this time, it had the effect of kissing her inner walls out against Lir’s hand. And that – that was heaven indeed. As seemed to be a growing pattern tonight, she felt an entirely new realm of pleasure open up to her, more than she’d ever known or thought possible.

And, of course, that only made her pussy wink again, which brought her again more pleasure because this time Lir was expecting it. He deliberately ran his fingers up and down her slickening inner walls, spreading the growing wetness there all over her and making her moan like some silly harlot. Oh how very un-unicorn-like she was acting this night! And yet, she would not regret it. Not because she couldn’t, but because she didn’t want to.

Sadly, though, Lir soon took his hand away. Instead, his two hands gripped either side of her round rump. He pressed himself close behind her, lifting himself to his utmost, to the very tip of his toes ... and yet she felt nothing back there. Only the slight afterglow of what he’d already done.

“Are you doing it?” she asked, turning her head over her withers to look at him better. “Is this ... sex?” After what she’d felt from his mere touch, she’d thought that sex itself would feel better than this ... but she didn’t feel a thing.

Lir stepped back, blushing fiercely. “It seems, uh, you’re a bit too tall for me, my lady.” He glanced around. “I don’t suppose you could back up toward that rock?”

Now that he’d stepped back from her, she could see how high his cock was compared to her height. Yes, nowhere near high enough to actually touch her where she newly and so desperately wanted to be touched... And that rock was just about the right height. She restrained herself from giggling – self-restraint, yet another very un-unicorn-like thing to do – because after all, he was already blushing so hotly. There was no call to push him even further. Instead, she simply and quietly trotted over in front of the rock, placing herself perfectly in front of it, her tail raised by pure instinct.

Lir wasn’t far behind. He leapt up on the rock eagerly and once again took hold of her rump in both hands.

This was it! She trembled in anticipation. She was about to become the only unicorn who wasn’t a virgin! She was about to find out what sex was truly like!

The prodding from the tip of Lir’s cock ended up feeling much like his fingers at first, though a little wider and more blunt, and much warmer. It was enough to trigger another wink, though, and when she winked open for him was when things truly changed. Lir entered her, his shaft sliding smoothly and cleanly into her pussy. It squeezed in between her slick inner walls, spreading her slightly apart on the inside and giving her something to squeeze around like she’d never had before.

A sound never before heard in this world – the love cries of a unicorn – echoed through the glade as Lir began to move inside her. The warm, stiff contours of his cock caressed against her wondrously sensitive inner walls, sending ripples of undreamt-of pleasure coursing through her, each of them building upon one another as Lir gave her thrust after thrust. His hands clutched at her curves, his fingers digging in deeply as he strained in his passion.

Amalthea rolled in waves of ecstasy with every push she received from behind. She even spread her hind legs out a bit more to help him reach a little deeper. Oh how she yearned to be touched even deeper! She didn’t even know if it was really possible, but her body screamed for it. There was a warmth deep down inside her that absolutely needed to be touched, a fire that had to be quenched, but it was as if Lir just couldn’t quite reach it.

Lir also shuddered and moaned, leaning far over her back as he strained harder and harder into her, as if he too was struggling to get even deeper. “Ama... Amalthea!” Gripping her hard, he pulled her toward himself, squeezing his cock as deeply as he possibly could inside her. “I’m already... I’m close!”

“Close to what?” she asked, genuinely confused what he meant.

He groaned loudly, and his cock began to pulse inside her, throbbing regularly. A new, seeping warmth began to fill her. Yet another new sensation. It lasted only for a few moments though, before Lir slid his cock out of her. She could feel something dripping down her vulva and between her legs, though she wasn’t sure what it was. Just more of her slick juices, perhaps?

When she turned to look at Lir, his cock was hanging down again. Even smaller than before now, though glistening wet in the moonlight. He breathed heavily and looked at her with a dumbfounded grin of wonderment.

She blinked. “So that’s ... sex?”

“Sorry, um... I guess I should have asked first. But I figured there wasn’t any risk of getting you pregnant, so...”

She smiled in return. “Don’t be sorry. It felt wonderful. Though I do feel like it didn’t quite reach far enough inside me. This ‘sex’ is pleasant enough, but it leaves me more filled with longing than with bliss. I don’t know why all the other creatures make such a fuss about it.”

He winced. “Oh... You didn’t get off, did you?”

“Get off of what?”

“You didn’t have an orgasm.” He hopped off his rock. “Here ... let me help you. And then you’ll see what all the fuss is about.”

Willingly enough, she once again turned her tail toward him, raising it to give him perfect access. This time, he didn’t try to put his cock inside her, instead he just touched her with his fingers again. It did feel lovely, but even when he inserted a couple of his fingers as deeply as he could inside her, it still didn’t come close to touching that inner need. Even less so than his cock had, actually.

She looked back at him again. “We already did this part.”

“Not like this,” he assured her. “Just wait and see ... here.” Now his fingers began moving much faster, sliding in and out fast enough to make her curves jiggle slightly.

It did feel good, actually. Perhaps the best so far, and she quickly became rather overwhelmed with the sensations growing inside her. Once again, though, there was that deep, burning inner need that just wasn’t being quenched. Nothing he was doing was reaching even close to it.

“Are you ready, my lady?” he asked.

Ready? She was so far beyond ready. Whatever he was planning on doing, she needed it – she needed it now! “Do it!” she cried. “Oh please, Lir!”

What he planned to do, apparently, ended up being much less dramatic than she’d expected. Rather than somehow reaching deep inside her, he simply moved his thumb down to the base of her vulva as he moved his fingers inside her. There was a greedy, supple nub down there that kept pressing outward whenever she winked open, and he delicately rubbed right against it.

The result in her body, however, was far more dramatic than she’d expected. Somehow, that gentle, mostly-external touch zipped like a bolt of lighting straight into that inner need of hers. And once touched, it grew and grew, swelling quickly inside her like an unstoppable force. She screamed, whinnying loudly into her forest in pure primal passion as she felt it overwhelm her, almost completely breaking her tether to reality, save for those passionate little movements of Lir’s hand.

And when that churning ball of hot pressure inside her grew to the point where she could contain it no more, she burst. Or, at least, that’s what it felt like. A blast of pleasure unlike anything she’d ever imagined – even after everything she’d experienced today – burst through her, expanding from her vulva into the deepest core of her body and spreading outward from there like the dawning of the sun through the clouds. Her body literally glowed in her excitement, and from her horn showered a wave of untamed magical energy that would set plants to blooming and woodland creatures to breeding for miles and miles outside the reaches of her forest. She felt as if she were being burned up, consumed from the inside out, except that instead of fiercest pain, she felt indescribable pleasure.

Finally, she could take no more. Falling away from Lir’s hand, she collapsed onto the soft grass, panting heavily. All around her shuddering body, flowers suddenly grew and bloomed, months of growth happening in mere seconds.

She looked up at Lir, her eyes misty with pleasure, just struggling to breathe as she felt the aftershocks of her body’s climax still rippling through her. And the only need she felt now was the need to be close to him.

Thankfully, he seemed to sense that. Or else he felt the same need. Because he came to her, lying with her again in the new bed of flowers, his body resting against hers and his arm possessively over her back.

By all rights, that gesture should have offended her. But now ... now she enjoyed it. It felt good to be held by him. It felt good to be his. It felt good for him to be hers. Oh yes. She would enjoy every minute of him, as long as he lasted. This was not something she would ever give up willingly. She wouldn’t wander away again. Not for anything.

For a long while, the two of them just rested quietly with each other. Amalthea slowly caught her breath as Lir began stroking his hand along the curve of her back. He leaned in and kissed her cheek.

“So,” he asked eventually, “how does it feel to be the first unicorn who isn’t a virgin?”

“Oh Lir. Can we do it again?”

He smiled and gave her the sort of seditious look she’d soon begin to feel heated every time she received. “Anytime you want, my lady.”

“What about ... right now?”

He chuckled a little. “Well, it might be a little longer before I can use this again.” Reaching down between his legs, he flopped his cock upward, letting it drop back down on its own. “But these...” He wiggled his fingers in front of her face. “I’ll keep going with these as long as you’ll keep me.”

She turned her head further, leaning in and kissing him again. She just couldn’t help it. Tonight would be a memory she cherished for millennia.



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