The purple irises had found their rest on the white unicorn mare who was still vast asleep in the bed who didn't even minded the constant flapping of the wings from the pegasus as they were used to make the filly even lighter. She still released moans of a secret pleasure every few seconds while she continued to whisper nicknames for the elusive Tom. What really happened was that Rarity had a wet dream for the first time in months and she using it to the fullest extent.