"The way to a stallion's heart is through his stomach; such an old adage has always come through, and I'm certain that it's for Spike as well. I've proven this to an extent as the little darling just melts like butter under my hooves when I present him with gems, but there is something that helps attract a stallion to food. Taste is null, since they do not know what it looks like. Look is out since you cannot judge anything by its cover, but the scent; the aroma of a steaming-fresh quiche as it's pulled from the oven, the seduction that cinnamon-caramel buns performs on stallions and mares. The height of entrancing the casual mind of those at home or even in the office, is through aroma."

Rarity let out a deep, hearty sigh and a wide smile took over her face. She looked at her audience that just witnessed her speech regarding scents and her excitement melted fast. Twilight and Applejack sat in Rarity's fancy chairs across from her glass tea-table as they listened to her speech, yet they seemed indifferent.

"Girls, do you not understand the power of the nose?" Rarity asked.

"Ah understand, but what does this have t' do with 'spicing up th' love life', Rare?" Applejack asked, rolling her eyes.

"I don't follow, most Stallions deal with carnal desires physically and visually; if they see a sexy mare, they will react accordingly and if the situation and conditions are met, they will willingly use their tongue anywhere. There isn't much 'scent action' going on," Twilight responded, doing her best to talk regardless of her reddening cheeks.

Sighing, Rarity set her tea-cup down, shaking her head with disapproval. "Why do we wear cologne? Why do we take baths and use expensive shampoos and soaps and lotions and perfume?"

"Ah only use soaps 'n shampoo," Applejack said innocently, shrugging.

Rarity slapped her forehead, drawing the hoof down her face as she resisted the urge to stare daggers at the farmer. Sighing coarsely, Rarity set a hoof on her chin as she stared off into space to ponder her words. Carefully, she glanced back at Applejack.

"Do you think boys, or in your case, girls, will like it if you smell like pig manure after a hard-day's work?" Rarity asked.

Shifting, Applejack's eyes averted themselves from meeting Rarity. "Well, Ah guess not if ya put it like that... ya know," she responded quietly.

"My precious Spikey-wikey stated that he's okay if I'm just using shampoo and soap but on some days, I could be wearing a specific perfume; Spike will want to be around me, he'll want to be close to me, and most importantly," she paused, raising a hoof and looking up, closing her eyes, "he'll want to touch me. Be it a simple hug or," she shuddered, "more intimate movements."

Applejack rolled her eyes as Rarity punctuated her speech with the shudder while Twilight's eyes were still glued onto the fashionista, still sipping tea and still having her cheeks glowing brighter by the second.

"And this is just perfume. We're all non-virgins here, what's something you notice when you're alone at night, rubbing out an urge?" Rarity asked, sipping some tea as she levitated the tea-cup.

Twilight's eyes directed upwards in thought and she responded after a second of pause. "Well, typically you have pre-ejaculate wetting the vaginal lips to act as lube, you become more sensitive, and the scent of arousal begins to dominate the air," she stated as if she rehearsed the sentence.

Pointing a hoof at Twilight, Rarity smiled, winking at her. "Us girls may have our own preferences, we may not like the smell of our arousal or we may relish in it, but one thing I've noticed with Spike; when he is aroused and wanting to do nothing more than rut me into next week, he takes to licking my folds with such vigour and I swear he spends more time sniffing me than he does licking. The little darling loves the scent and it drives him crazy. It's the one thing that hypnotizes him more than fluttering my eyelashes or wiggling my hips." She paused, rubbing her chin in thought. "Well, next to actual insertion, of course. Given that Applejack has Rainbow Dash, pleasure from insertion is only for the recipient, and Twilight, given that you're still single... well, it varies on who you're with; male or female? Who knows."

"The prospect of trying to seduce Ponies with scent has dated back many years; we've always washed and put on perfume, but it's all just cosmetic for getting that first date. The prospect that scent can excite someone to such an extent is interesting, but using one's own arousal would grow old quickly, would it not?" Twilight asked, her scientific curiosity overpowering her embarrassment.

"Ah don' think so; if it excites someone, it'll excite someone. It can get familiar, so one would hafta try 'n keep experimenting," Applejack responded. "Maybe apples."

"I do not believe I will be incorporating apples into my sex life," Rarity responded, smirking at the prospect. Applejack shrugged and downed her coffee in one gulp. "But you've got a point. It can get familiar, so you have to keep experimenting to make the experience fresh and unique. After a while, straight up excitement triggered by the arousal will get familiar, so you'd have to incorporate fetishes." Both Applejack and Twilight's ears perked up at the word. "Perhaps bondage; tie your lover down and have them able to smell your arousal, perhaps position your love canal inches from their face so that they can smell it but can't lick it. Tease them to give them a sense of 'forbidden fruit'; they can't have it yet and go crazy."

A small silence followed as the two girls listening processed the words, Applejack slowly nodding her head before smirking. Twilight gave a gentle nod in response and Rarity smiled, refilling both of their cups.

"Males are the same as well," Rarity said. She glanced over at Twilight, smiling as the librarian clued into what she was referencing, her cheeks turning pink. "The scent of their flaccid erection, coated in pre-cum and twitching with anticipation, the smell being so dirty, so disgustingly male yet so, so erotic and inviting." She shuddered once more, bringing her forelegs close to her chest as a large smile broke out on her face. "The scent lets me know what will come if I satisfy the one on the receiving end... my lower lips glisten with arousal in sweet anticipation—" Rarity had started to rub her hind legs together, stimulating herself in the process. "—a tender lick to my sweet and from my sweet is all I need to get that musky scent etched in my mind for the moment."

Twilight and Applejack shared a look towards each other, shrugging while both sporting blushes at Rarity's inability to contain herself. Rarity moved her forehooves down and covered her pelvis, trying to quell her growing urges.

"Uh, Rar'ty, y'all okay, gal?" Applejack asked.

No response, just Rarity tilting her head down, her hair hiding her face from the duo. She shivered, stiffled little gasps escaping her mouth with a barely audible sound. Twilight leaned forward, trying to see Rarity's eyes.

"Rarity, are you ok—"

Rarity's head tilted up and her eyes focused directly on Twilight; she had a frantic look on her face and she spat out her words.

"TWILIGHT, WHERE IS SWEET LITTLE SPIKEY-WIKEY!?" she shrieked, practically grabbing her by the ears and yanking her close to her face.

"Uh, one sec," Twilight said casually as she magically placed her tea-cup down.

Violet magic surrounded Twilight's horn and built up, surrounding Rarity as well. With a flash, Rarity was gone. Twilight sighed, leaned back in the chair and let out a drawn-out sigh. Before taking a sip, she took a big whiff of the mint tea aroma given off by the steamy liquid. Finally, she took a sip like a dainty princess and swished the liquids around in her mouth.

"So Ah take it Spike is gettin' lucky in a few seconds?" Applejack asked, emptying the coffee pot into her cup.

"Eeyup," Twilight responded with a dull voice, mimicking Big Macintosh's trademark quote.

"Lucky bugger."