Book 1 - The Behemoth came to Canterlot

by Equimorto


Binary

There was a shifting beneath the covers, and then a hand rose out from below them, aimlessly probing and thudding against the headboard in search of something. Finally, the slim fingers clasped around a dangling switch and pressed it, flooding the room with light from the main lamp overhead. "There we go," Twilight said, sliding halfway out of the covers and grabbing hold of her glasses again from atop the nightstand.
Sunset slid out after her, much more lazily, and rather than sit on the pillow next to Twilight with her back against the headboard like the other girl she just laid her head on Twilight's legs, looking up at her. She stayed there, smiling in silence.
Twilight smiled back as she began to stroke Sunset's hair. "How was it, then? Am I still as good with fingers as you remembered?"
"I'm not sure, actually." Sunset's smile shifted to a slightly more devious grin. "I might still need another test run to see if that's true or not."
Twilight rolled her eyes, still smiling. "I don't know why I have you talking when we've established there are things your tongue is much better at."
"Will you force me to shut up that way, Twilight? Because I wouldn't mind."
This time a snort of amusement accompanied Twilight's eye roll. "Do I have to take out my geode?"
"Oh, please do." Sunset placed one of her hands over Twilight's, locking fingers with her.
Twilight finally failed to contain a giggle. Tapping Sunset's nose with a finger, she said, "You know we can't really do that too much. Remember the last time we tried?"
"I don't think I could ever forget you almost ripping the house away from the ground. But that's just because you need to learn to control yourself," Sunset answered.
"It's not that easy to slow down when you're being encouraged to keep going, Sunset. I wasn't the only one at fault there," Twilight replied.
"I was literally hearing your thoughts when it happened, and you would have had no intention of stopping with or without my encouragement."
"True, but you still wanted me to continue." Twilight gave a light punch to Sunset's shoulder, still stroking her hair. "And you still want me to do it again! How am I the one who doesn't know when to stop?"
"Are you saying you don't want to do it again?" Sunset's arm curled around Twilight's back.
"I didn't say that." Twilight looked to the side. "I would just prefer if kinky sex with my girlfriend didn't devolve into almost destroying the fabric of reality a second time. And if it didn't involve sending our friends the equivalent of a notification saying I'm using telekinesis to fuck you, not to mention the inconveniences with their own powers going haywire."
"I have to admit, the prospect of you almost destroying the world again isn't so bad for me if it involves you transforming as well," Sunset said, far more innocently than what should have been possible given the subject matter.
Twilight groaned, rubbing her knuckles against her forehead. "Can we have one conversation where the topic of Midnight Sparkle comes up and you don't mention how you'd want her to fuck you?"
"How could I possibly not want to fuck a version of you with more magic power and less moral restricti- Ouch!" Sunset jerked in place, but was kept still by Twilight's hand suddenly grabbing firmly onto her hair and pulling, prompting a second yelp.
Twilight moved her other hand away from Sunset's chest, fingers still in a pinching position. "That's it," she said, pushing the other girl off her body and sliding out of the covers to lie on her knees on the bed, one leg on each side of Sunset's head. "You're putting that tongue to better use."