"...........yes....yes I do have you in my clutches, Mister Flamestrong," She battled the redness of her cheeks and put on an air of bravado. "W-what are you going to do about that? Huh? Yea, that's right, nothing, because I have you in my c-clutches."
"I know...its so hard to balance helping him...and messing with him," The mare giggled and moved to lick a droplet of water on his muzzle.