Celestia’s bedroom. Her most private quarters that serve as a sanctum against a long day’s weariness. It was a place that Twilight Sparkle had become very familiar with over the years. Even as a little filly, she would often find her way into this hallowed room. Many memories swirled around in her mind as she sat nervously on the large bed. Her hooves and wings refused her commands to cease their fidgeting.

In all her years, there was one situation that Twilight had never expected to find herself in: being alone in Celestia’s bedroom. Even though her presence was more than welcomed, she could not shake the feeling that she just did not belong here among many of Celestia’s most prized possessions.

Things between her and Celestia had advanced at what most would call a snail’s pace, assuming they didn’t mind insulting the snail. Nearly three months together as a couple, and Twilight had barely found the courage to move beyond snuggling after a particularly long, and steamy kiss. But today that would change. She’d made up her mind. It was time to take a leap of faith and trust that Celestia would be there to catch her. Not that it had been an easy decision for Twilight to make. She had been agonizing over this for the last two months.

Despite her trepidation, Celestia had never pushed for anything more than Twilight was willing to give. When Twilight had asked to go further Celestia had a wry grin that made Twilight more than a little nervous. Clearly Celestia had something already in mind for the occasion. As Twilight sat waiting for Celestia to return from wherever she had excitedly run off to, she could only hope that something in all of the books she had read on the subject would prove to be useful. Her doubts about the potential validity of her knowledge base rapidly grew when she realized that the only study materials she had managed to peruse were some odd books Pinkie Pie had given her. Although, she was still puzzled how food would serve any purpose in her upcoming activity. She never did figure out what the cook book had been for.

At that very moment, Celestia strolled into the room, stealing Twilight’s attention. As the door closed, Twilight noticed that Celestia wasn’t wearing her crown. A few soft kicks removed her hoof guards, while a flick of magic lifted the burden from her neck. It was a very rare sight to witness Celestia without her regalia, and something that Twilight found surprisingly enticing.

Twilight allowed her eyes to drink in the pure form of her love. She led her gaze across every curve until she found herself drawn to a speck of red. Between Celestia’s teeth was a small, bright cherry. The younger mare wasn’t sure what the cherry was for, but before she could contemplate the possibilities she noticed the golden glow of Celestia’s horn. Her eyes darted around, trying to see what spell might be being cast, but there was nothing readily visible to give away the surprise.

Celestia made her way onto the bed, her gaze never leaving Twilight’s. Slowly, their muzzles drew closer. Closer. Suddenly, Twilight’s vision was filled with a spray of white. There was a cold sensation on her nose. Celestia leaned in even closer and carefully placed her cherry on top of the cold, white swirl. Celestia broke the silence with a sultry voice. “You know, Twilight, a very wise pony once told me that everything is better with a cherry on top.”

Twilight was very, very glad for Pinkie’s foresight.

Celestia continued to stay in charge, darting in to lick some of the creamy white mound off Twilight’s nose. The brief, warm caress of her lover's tongue across her nose caused Twilight’s wings to twitch. Twilight’s mind reached back to her memories of Pinkie’s books, touching upon a devious inspiration.

With a flick of her magic, Twilight suddenly wrested control of the whipped cream canister and began her counter assault. A quick spray on Celestia’s nose, followed by a lick of her own, and Twilight had returned the favor. Before she could lose her momentum, Twilight grabbed the cherry with her magic and brought it to her lover’s lips. Twilight moved in for a kiss, sealing the cherry’s fate. Tongues fought over the tiny fruit as it danced a waltz around its captors. The cherry was determined to put up a fight, but it’s dance was ended by an experienced play from Celestia. Teeth gently pressed into the soft fruit, releasing a small burst of sweet flavor into both mouths. Boldly, Twilight reached out and stole half of the prize from its captor.

The sweet kiss faded and the two pulled apart. As Celestia finished off her half of the cherry, the traitorous canister doused one of her ears with its cold cream. Twilight maneuvered around to Celestia’s side before reaching up to slowly trace her tongue along the edge of the covered ear. From base to tip, Twilight caressed. Once at the peak, she brought her tongue around the creamy mound in a quick swirl. Several small laps cleaned the area, eliciting a tiny moan of pleasure from Celestia. Twilight hesitated for a moment, unsure where to take her exploration.

Another devious idea surfaced in her mind. Something she’d always heard about, but never had the chance to try. She leaned in close and, using her teeth, brought a gentle pressure to the tip of Celestia’s ear. A sudden gasp from below startled her. Afraid that she’d done something wrong, Twilight retreated back to a sitting position. Celestia turned her head to face Twilight, a frown locked firmly on her face. Just as embarrassment began to set in, Celestia spoke, her tone ever gentle. “Why did you stop?”

Twilight felt the heat rising in her, well… everywhere. A cute giggle from Celestia lowered her defenses enough for the elder alicorn to steal back the can of whipped cream. A smile grew across Celestia’s lips as she closed the distance. Twilight tried to summon back her confidence, but she was no longer the one in control. Celestia carefully planted a kiss on the tip of Twilight’s horn. With the smaller alicorn distracted, a pair of white hooves swiftly pushed against Twilight. Celestia’s wings twitched at the slight squeak as her lover landed on her back.

With a sultry grin and a hungry glint in her eyes, Celestia crept slowly forward. The can of whipped cream moved much faster, tracing a line of its sweet, white fluff down Twilight’s belly. Celestia eased forward, allowing expectations to build tension. Without warning, the door to the room flew open as Luna burst into the room.

“Fear not, sister! I have returned!” Luna exclaimed. Twilight’s face turned an unusual shade of red.

Celestia remained focused on the tantalizing trail of white, "Luna, I thought you were in the Crystal Empire."

Luna strolled confidently over to the bed, a smile on her face. "I was, until our dear niece informed me of Twilight's complete lack of experience."

"I was about to take care of that," Celestia snapped.

"I can see that. Shall I fetch my box of teaching aids? Or would you prefer me to-" A golden flash interrupted Luna, forcing her to shut her eyes. When she opened her eyes, Luna found her gaze met by her favorite niece and nephew who were engaged in an intimate embrace. She beamed them a smile. “Ah, tis good to see my advice is helping.”

"Oh come on!" Cadance shouted.

Shining Armor spoke up. “Oh, hey, Luna. Perfect timing. I had a question about-" he was swiftly interrupted by a very aggressive pillow encased in a blue glow.

“Why are you back here? I thought you were going to help Twilight," Cadance spat.

Luna grinned slyly, "There was no need. They appeared to have the whipped cream under control."