>>17110493The mare left the room, and the stallion poured the tea into two waiting cups. A few minutes later, Rarity returned sporting a large frilly dress.
"Well, wh-" Rarity gasped and galloped for the table. A cloth bound by a shimmering blue aura flew to the table and wiped a few drops of tea from the surface. Rarity held her face inches from the table, inspecting for damage.
"Uh, Rarity, are you OK?"
"I suppose so." The mare stepped back, and hung the cloth back on it's hook. "Well," the white mare said, twirling, "what do you think?"
Pokey cast his eye over it and took a sip of tea. "It's garbage."
"I... What!?" Rarity shrieked.
"You're lost in a sea of frills, and the pearls around the collar are ridiculous. The colour doesn't suit your mane, either. Orange and purple? Really?"
Rarity sat on the floor, dumbstruck. "I got this from my rejection pile. How did you know?"
"You're not the only pony with an eye for beauty. If I may make one small alteration..."
Pokey walked over to Rarity and ran a hoof down her back, unzipping the dress. It fell around her feet, leaving her bare.
"There. Perfection."
Rarity could do nothing except stare into his eyes as he slowly moved his face towards hers. She closed her eyes and leaned forward slightly. Shivers ran throughout her body as they made contact. It was too long since she had been kissed like this, long and deep. The stallion put his hoof around Rarity's neck, pulling her into the kiss. Suddenly, Rarity pushed the stallion away and stood up.
"Are you OK, Rarity?"
"Oh, yes, I'm fine. I was just thinking that maybe we should move this into the boudoir."
The stallion peered around Rarity, sensing some motion. The white mare was using a hind hoof to rub the discarded dress into the floor where she was sitting. She shifted her head to block his view.
"Does that sound like a good idea?"
"That sounds like a great idea."
"Good." Rarity said as she backed out of the room. "I'll call for you shortly."