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// Rarity 
// Story: Confessions 
// by RoyalBardofCanterlot 
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Twilight spread her still unfamiliar wings as she adjusted herself on her purple "reading cushion." Shafts of afternoon sunlight filtered through the window of her tree library. A bit of a tune came from her lips as she turned the pages. Yes. This was a very nice way to spend an afternoon. She was glad not too much had changed since her coronation of one month ago. She was not very fond of big, unexpected changes. 

Still, becoming a Princess was a great honor and since she was a "princess in name only" (Celestia and Luna did all the work) she didn't need to worry about any official duties. Yes, life was good for Her Serene Majesty Princess Twilight Aurora Sparkle. She turned another page. Of course, the presence of a friend would make the day even better.

There was a sudden knock on her door, making our princess protagonist look up from her book. That was odd. The library door was usually unlocked. All of her friends knew that. The whole town knew that.

Who knocked at the door to a library?

Wanting to get to the bottom of the perplexing puzzle, she stood up from her comfortable cushion and strode across the wooden floorboards to open the door. She flicked her horn and slid the door open. Her good friend Rarity stood at the door, looking down at the ground. Twilight raised an eyebrow. "Rarity? Are you alright?"

Rarity nodded. "May I come in?"

"Of course?"

Rarity did so, still averting her eyes. Twilight patted her withers. "Hey, what's wrong?"

She pawed at the floor in response. Then she prostrated herself. Twilight gasped, stepped back. "Rarity, you really don't need to do that!"

Rarity managed to look up. "Forgive me Mother, for I have sinned."

Twilight blinked, flapped her new wings. Right. Alicorn. All Alicorns were Priestesses. Priests and priestesses heard and absolved sins. She stepped slightly further back. "R-Rarity..." She stammered. "I really don't know how to do this sort of thing."

Rarity's lips jutted out in a way that could only be described as "cute" or "pouty" or "trying too hard." "Father Waddle normally hears my confessions, but he told me to leave and never come back."

Twilight shook her head. "Well, that wasn't very nice."

Rarity rolled her eyes. "I know! Honestly! He said to be forgiven of my sins I had to actually try to change and be a better Pony! Can you believe that?"

"Ummmmm...."

"I mean, sure I've confessed the same sin to him every Sunday at one'o clock since I was sixteen, but come on!"

"Ummmmm...." Twilight did her best fish impression, her jaws working up and down. "Well, er, maybe you should try to change?"

Rarity sulked. "You're being awfully judgy."

"Alright. Alright. What was the sin?" She patted Rarity's hoof. "I'm sure it wasn't too bad."

She blushed. "Fornication."

"Eh, that's not too bad. Maybe you should tell me what happened?" She effected the warm, patient, motherly tone of Princess Celestia, continuing to pat Rarity's hoof.

She scratched the wood with her hoof. "It started when I went to Canterlot and, I drank a bit too much. Then I wandered into the Guard barracks."

Twilight blinked. "The barracks are closed to the public."

"They know me, Darling. Fairly well." The blush deepened. "That story is related to the story, but let's not get distracted. Well, I saw a guard so I presented and he mounted me."

"That was sudden."

"And after he was done I just sort of stayed in position. For about an hour after shouting 'buffet is open, boys!' Not sure why I said that. But I always do."

"You...you always do. Rarity, how common of an occurrence is this for you?"

"Every Saturday, Darling. Anyway, every sweaty, muscular guard had his way with me, thrusting and pounding my love hole as the others watched. I laid on my belly, my taut and stylish rump in the air as they all filled me with their massive stallion rods..."

As she went on, she began to sweat. After several seconds of describing each muscular guard, Twilight noticed that she was starting to pant. Sweat was dripping down her brow as she went into detail. It was making Twilight uncomfortable in places she normally didn't feel much of anything. 

"Rarity, that's enough." It was making her feel very uncomfortable.

"And then Iron Hoof did his special technique-"

"Rarity, please-" She was growing red in the face. Tingly in other places.

"While Silver Shod pounded my ass, I used to not enjoy anal, but he's so gentle when he does it-"

"RARITY, FOR THE LOVE OF THE GODS, STOP TALKING!" Her chest heaved with the force of shouting.

Rarity did so with a little whimper.  Being yelled at by a demi-Goddess had that effect on most mortals.

Twilight sighed and hugged her. "I shouldn't have yelled at you, but that was getting uncomfortable."

Rarity nuzzled into her. "I am sorry, I guess I went a little far."

Twilight took a deep breath, pressed her cheek to hers. "Why are you doing this?"

"Confessing?"

"No. Well, yes, but no. Why do you feel the need to go to the guard barracks every week and let them do that to you?"

"Because it feels like Heaven?"

Twilight frowned. "Come on. There's got to be a deeper reason. Does it make you feel young? Pretty?"

Rarity did a little shake. "Darling, I am gorgeous and I don't need a stallion to make me feel that way."

"You fear intimacy?" She scratched her chin. "What's your relationship with your father like?"

Rarity narrowed her eyes. "My father is a saint, Twilight Sparkle."

"Well, why else?" Twilight scratched her chin. "Do you think it's the only way to get stallions to like you?"

"If I were a stallion, would you even question it?"

Twilight paused. "Eh. Fair point. I absolve you of your sins."

Rarity smiled. "Thank you, Darling!"

"One one condition."

Rarity's ears drooped. "Yes?"

"You invite me next time."