//------------------------------// // Unnamed [Applejack][Sunset Shimmer][Steamy-ish] // Story: Ponies Don't Wear Shorts // by kits //------------------------------// Sunset Shimmer broke their kiss just long enough to gasp in a lungful of air. Between touches of Applejack's lips on hers, she had long ago gotten used to her lips, but  these teeth were another matter, she breathily whispered. "Applejack, we shouldn't...Ah! We need to–" Applejack  placed her ho—hand over Simmer's mouth. It's so warm. And soft. Another thing that she had trouble remembering. "Shush, you. Y'all want this as badly as I do." "But Applejack, I–" She looked away. "You know I'm not– that I'm a pony, right?" If she had mobile ears they'd be laying against the flat of her head. Celestia, I can feel them now. The ears were harder to get used to. Every time she sang she was reminded of the ones she'd been born with. "I mean, I love you, but we're–" She caught sight of Applejack's grin. Applejack's suddenly predatory grin. "I not only know, sugar cube. It's half the reason you're so hot." Applejack placed a kiss right in the center of her forehead. Right where her horn would have been. The realization drew forth a sharp squeak as her legs, and arms, she reminded herself, trembled.  "I'm, ah, also an, oh, twenty-three!" She stammered out as Applejack nibbled on her ears. Well, she'd have no trouble telling them apart now. "I told y'all, I failed the 9th grade. I've been 18 for most of the year, Shimmer." Applejack placed her lips right up against Sunset's ear. "You ain't getting out of this one that easy." Sunset groaned. She didn't have the willpower to put off Applejack's advances any longer. Grabbing the other mare's–girl's!—head with her hands, she brought AJ's lips to her own and struggling to ignore her teeth, kissed the other m–girl, allowing all of her passion to flow forth. She felt tingles running through her entire body. She let go of AJ's head and began to fumble at buttons hold AJ's shirt together. She silently cursed her lack of unicorn magic just now, a lack she had actually grown used to until this very moment. It didn't help matters any that Applejack was trying to rip her t-shirt off at the moment. Stupid humans and their stupid clothing. The tingles intensified and began to turn into a roaring heat, filling her entire body. With a grunt of effort, she tore the final button free. Opening her eyes slowly, she wanted to savor this moment, she finally beheld... fucking humans and their Celestia damned fucking clothing! Applejack laughed her deep throaty laugh. "And it's also what makes you so damned cute." Sunset blushed and felt the heat inside her spread to her whole body. With a grin Applejack popped open the button on her pants and slid her hand down inside her underwear. She closed her eyes and arched into Applejack's hand. "Now you just stop all that talking and let–" Applejack cut off abruptly. Sunset tried to open her eyes, but it was hard to fight her way back through the bliss. She heard Applejack say her name, but it was muffled, as if coming from far away or from under the covers.  The heat rose inside her, seeming to concentrate in her forehead. It was more than heat now. Pressure, cold, heat, numbness all washed over her. She felt like she was being pulled in eight directions at once. And then it stopped. So completely and suddenly that Sunset wondered if she had really even felt anything at all. Anything besides the hand between her legs, that is. It had probably been nothing. She let out a contented groan and squeezed her legs together around that hand. "Um. Sunset?" Applejack's voice was toneless, lacking all of the warmth and desire it had held just a few seconds ago.  What did I do this time?  Sunset sighed, and let her legs relax. They felt a bit weird, but then again, this whole night had been one new feeling after another. She opened her eyes to see the strangest expression she'd ever seen on any of these humans' faces. Applejack's eyes were wide, but her pupils were pinpricks. A rosy blush covered the entirety of her face, almost drowning out her freckles. The corner of her lip was tucked under her teeth and looked like she was about to start bleeding. As Sunset watched, the blush drew darker and Applejack's mouth curved upwards into a fair approximation of one of Pinkie's better smiles.  "What's wrong, Applejack?" Applejack's nose crinkle up and she closed her eyes and smiled even wider. "Ain't nothing wrong, sugar cube." She planted a quick kiss on the tip of her muzzle. "I just never really expected... you know, this." Wait. Tip of her muzzle? Sunset's eyes crossed as they focused on her, yes, very pony muzzle. "What. The. Hell."