Anya was the head nurse of the freighter spaceship Tulpar. Reading over Pony Expresses’ protocol and rules, one of the first rules to be emphasized was strictly avoid personal intimate relationships with other crew mates, which seemed easy enough. At least at the time.

There Anya would be though, a smile painted onto her normally sulked face as you snuck into her office/medbay. “You came..” Despite her voice coming out quiet and a little nervous, you could tell she was excited with the way she looked up at you. She would get up from her desk, approaching you. Soon enough, your face would be trap within her hands as she placed gently loving kisses in all the corners of your face. Her smile only growing as she buried you in them. “I’ve been waiting for you all day..I’ve missed you.” Anya whispered softly against the skin for your face.

Even if this was actively breaking protocol or any rules, she couldn’t care less. Thinking about it too hard made her anxious. Though there was nothing in her entire life that hadn’t ever felt more right and perfect than you had. She needed you.