“Rarity, you've got a discerning eye. Help Granny Smith at the quality control station.”
Twilight’s words radiated authority and charisma. The commanding poise she exhibited was hypnotizing. Everypony obeyed without question.
There were stars in Rarity’s eyes. She almost could not restrain herself from throwing herself at Twilight’s hooves right then and there.
------ ------
“Wait… huh? What’s ‘Captain Sparkle’?”
------ ------
Rarity led Twilight up the stairs in the Boutique. The two unicorns were leaning heavily against each other, their bodies swaying in synch with every movement. The bedroom door swung open with a touch of the fashionista’s light blue aura, then closed behind them as they entered the dim room.
They didn’t bother to turn on the lights. The soft moonlight was just enough for them to discern each other’s silhouettes in the shadows.
The fashionista brushed a hoof along the librarian’s back, then wrapped her foreleg around her neck. She leaned in so that their muzzles were so close, they could feel each other’s warm breath.
Twilight lifted a hoof to Rarity’s cheek and pulled her in, closing the remaining distance.
They brought their lips together again and again as Rarity was pressed onto the bed. The pressure of Twilight’s weight upon her was making her body tingle. Rarity sighed with pleasure as Twilight traced her mouth in slow kisses along her jaw, the bookworm’s hooves running lovingly down her back and torso.
Rarity caressed Twilight’s chest, and moaned as Twilight’s muzzle moved down, smothering her neck and chest with wet kisses. Her breathing was labored now, coming in shaky gasps as her marefriend started lapping at her coat. They locked gazes, and Twilight grinned roguishly at her before nipping her neck, her teeth playing with Rarity’s skin.
The temperature was rising between them, and the fashionista wanted, even welcomed the perspiration. She wanted to be filthy, covered in Twilight’s and her own sweat and saliva… Her heartbeat quickening with need, she spread her legs open. She needed Twilight’s tongue, her horn…
The librarian was groping her now, grabbing and caressing her flank and cutie mark; mussing up her well-groomed coat as her hooves strayed lower and lower, finally hitching up the designer’s hind legs.
Rarity felt her body burning, and brushing apart Twilight’s mane, she opened her trembling mouth ever so slightly, and pressed her lips to Twilight’s horn-
And so the night went on…
--- --- --- ---
Note on edits of previous chapters:
I've combined the original chapters 1 & 2, and the new chapter 4 has some new material. The first few chapters should be easier to read now, I can't believe all those typos and weird mistakes! I am so glad that you all gave me a chance and helped my writing improve to what it currently is. And don't worry, this bonus chapter's just a dream... for now.