> Her Majesty's Secret Fetish
>  by Cosmonaut
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> Her Majesty's Secret Fetish
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	The view from the balcony was spectacular. Beautiful. From her vantage point Rarity could see for miles. Not just the grand city that was Canterlot, but Ponyville, the massive metropolis of Cloudsdale and even the bright red rock of Dodge Junction far off in the distance. One graceful white wing belonging to none other than Princess Celestia beckoned her past the lovely mahogany doors to enter the luxury suite.
Rarity gasped, her eyes wide. “Here? I get to stay here!?”
A marvelous chandelier hung from the ceiling, illuminated a spacious well furnished room. The boudoir to her right was accompanied by a matching mirror to her left. Opalescence sauntered past and jumped on the bed, digging her claws into the bed covers.
“Twilight Sparkle said you were coming to Canterlot for a visit, and asked if I might accommodate you,” said Celestia warmly.
“Thank you so much Princess!” exclaimed Rarity, having a quick look around.
Celesita smiled. “You’re very welcome.
Rarity zipped over to the princess. “No REALLY! This is so nice of you!”
“It’s nothing, really.”
“Oh but it isn’t nothing it’s everything!” exclaimed Rarity. “I, I just don’t know what to say but thank you, thank you!”
Rarity dropped to the floor and began kissing Celestias goldenshod hooves.
“Thank you! Thank you!” she giggled, in between kisses. “Thank you!”
Celestia grinned-then started nervously looking about the room as her forehoof was assaulted by a smattering of Raritys kisses. 
“MWAH!” Rarity planted on last extra large kiss on her hoof.
“You are very welc-“
“THANK YOU!” interrupted Rarity, cutting off the Princess.
“Mff!” grunted the squeaky voiced porter who had finally ascended the tall tower carrying what seemed like a mountain of Raritys belongings on his back. “Your luggage, mademoiselle?”
Rarity beamed at the sight of him. Celestia took the opportunity to make her exit.
“I’ll leave you to get settled,” she said, walking past the lanky porter. Even loaded down he managed a bow and acknowledged her exit. “Enjoy your stay.”

***

Celestia briskly descended the stairs. Not even five seconds down the stairs Rarity popped out of the doorway with another thank you. Flying back to the castle would have been much quicker, but it was important to walk among the common ponies once in a while. Of course referring to her Canterlot subjects as such would incite quite the uproar. Passive of course. The unicorn ponies living in Equestrias capitol city did think unreasonably highly of themselves. Along her trek there she greeted each one of her subjects, who bowed in turn upon her passing. Normally she would make small talk with the ponies confident enough to approach her but at the moment something weighed heavily in her mind. Being accustomed to voicing what she wished was a consistent perk of royalty. Now, with Raritys actions echoing with every hoofstep all the royal alicorn desired was time alone to mull over what had taken place. 
It had been centuries since the Princess received a kiss from any other pony. Raritys over excited thanks threw that fact into sharp relief.
The gates to her Castle swing open as she passed through them. Both of the armour-clad unicorns bowed their heads automatically at her passing. Celestia spread her slender white wings and flew towards her private quarters. The fireplace burned brightly, welcoming her back with fresh heat. Celestia trotted over to her cushion in four steps. With a heavy sigh she layed upon it, just beginning to discern what it was she really wanted.

***

“Your highness I am very honoured at your stamp of approval for the garden party. Are you quite certain that you do not wish to attend? Rest assured, it will be quite a festive gathering!”
The bulky stallion standing before Celestias throne bowed, if one could call the brisk nodding of the head a bow. It was by no means proper, though it wasn’t worth correcting him over. Fancypants was per usual, dressed in a smoking charcoal grey blazer with a navy buttoned waistcoat showing as well. In the sunlight streaming through the painted glass windows the gold buttons on his lapels shone brilliantly, as did the light off the monocle perched in his right eye. While his appearance said everything about his riches it was the lanky white unicorn leaning against his jacket that spoke of his status. Giggling, waving her pink hair around, she was a new sight amongst his usual gaggle of female acquaintances. 
Celestia wondered how long she’d last.
“While your offer is most generous I am afraid that my presence will have to wait. Thank you for extending me the invitation,” said Celestia, her serene voice unwavering.
Fancypants scoffed. “My dear Princess, I can quite guarantee a soiree of the utmost delight. I understand you host the Grand Galloping Gala at least once a year and every year the whole event turns out frightfully awful. Not to bang on your hosting capabilities of course…”
“A gathering as large as the Gala tends to be the victim of unusual circumstance. I acknowledge that last years chaotic display was slightly more hectic than normal but these happenings are far out of my control.”
Fancypants considered that for a moment.
“Are you quite certain? I’ve ordered catering from the finest bistro in town.”
Celestia inspected her hoof, seeing the faintest imprints of lipstick on the gold leafing.
“I am disinclined to acquiesce your request.”
Caught offguard the over-dressed stallion shared a puzzled glance with his partner.
“Pardon, your majesty?”
“It means, no,” said Celestia. “You are however, free to contact my younger sibling about the evening party. I’m sure that she would be thrilled to attend a social gathering such as this amongst the Canterlot elite.
In an almost comical instant the pleading visage on Fancypants switched to one of fear. Every unicorn in Canterlot knew of Princess Luna and her dated social skills. Even those fortunate enough to not sit through her long winded diatribes knew through word of mouth how poor the younger alicorn was at communicating with anypony next to her own sister. Her presence would certainly spell doom for his part lest she make an appearance.
“Well, I see, I shall dispatch an invitation to our lovely shepherd of the moon immediately,” he nervously adjusted his bow tie. “However, I must be on my way to todays Wonderbolts derby. Cheerio!”
Another halfhearted bow and the stuffy unicorn was on his way, the gangly mare at his side taking longer strides as Fancypants broke into a trot. Celestia smiled, sometimes the private disdain of one of her subjects was worth the little fun she took. The white mare flicked her pink tail once more, and exited the castle doors. 
Finding herself with no more reserved appointments for the day Celestia spread her wings and trotted off towards her quarters. There was one more thing for her to take care of though. Finding a balcony with its glass doorway open Celestia trotted outside. Focusing on her inner compass the sun princess faced West. Her horn glowed a fierce yellow, her magic reaching into the far depths of the sky and grasping hold of the titanic fiery orb bringing light to her lands. With marginal effort she coaxed the great star down the horizon, tugging the sun as a fisher would pull a whale with his rod. Sol, now a dim red, slipped easy beneath the horizon. The last vestiges of light trickled over the hills and cast a radiant purple dusk over Equestria. If there was one thing she could count on it was the unique connection she had with the sun.
“Good evening sister.”
While familiar, a thousand years practice of controlling the moon still left her struggling with the alien object. Celestia said nothing as her younger sister stepped forwards with a yawn, stretching her graceful midnight blue wings.
“As to you, Luna. Did you rest well?”
“We did. Remind us to thank our kitchens for the mead. It was most flavorful.”
“I shall.”
Luna yawned again, smacking her lips. Celestia stepped backwards. It was impolite to block her sisters view of the horizon. Though raising the moon was natural for the younger Princess after a thousand years of no practice it was still rough goings for the alicorn. Helping was out of the question. It would be rude. Of all the jobs the two rulers shared this one was the most important.
“Quite…finished…”said Luna with a slight pant, “…we shall…bathe and then….take our seat for the nightly court hearings.”
“I’ve laid out all your materials; scrolls, ink, messenger at the ready.”
Lune smiled, nuzzling into her sister.
“We are most grateful.” 
Celestia returned the gesture, embracing her little sister. 
“You’re welcome. Now, enjoy your night. I’ll be resting in my chambers. If you need me, simply run a guard up to stir me if necessary.”
The two alicorns parted ways, Luna skipping off down the hallway. Things business as usual Celestia climbed the marble staircase to her room. Perched by the fireplace Philomena hooted softly at her arrival. Laying on her deep red cushion she spent the next few hours tending to her past received scrolls. Since Twilightls little breakdown she had been receiving quite more than she used to from her star pupil. Still she was distracted. For the fiftieth time she glanced down to her hoof where earlier in the day Rarity had smattered it in kisses. Celestia had not yet washed it. Her mind began to wonder back to the eager white unicorn, her excited deep blue eyes, that very stylished royal purple mane, her frenzied kisses landing on the gold encasing her hooves, the enthusiastic giggling that had left her lips with each peck.
“Hmm.”
A twinge in her haunches. Celestia blinked. "Had it really been so long? Has everyday life really prevented her from any sort of pleasure since…before her sister?"
        Of all the friends that Twilight had made it was the fashionista that had always stuck out of the little crowd. Despite Pinkie Pies infectious personality, Rainbow Dashs striking mane and coat, it was usually Rarity that had caught her eye. Loud, but not overbearing, definitely a standout, but not an eyesore. Such a lovely voice as well.
        Pressure increased slightly in her loins. Her whole body suddenly felt a few degrees warmer. Celestia closed her eyes. Rarity is standing in front of her, casting a tight lipped look of disapproval at her.
        "Come now your majesty. No sense in having royaly bottle yourself up for eternity. Relax, and let me handle things from here…" purred the soft, yet confident voice
        “Oh!” Celestias left hoof snaked down to her haunches. Had she really gotten that wet down there already? Brushing against the cushion she could feel the dampness of the fabric touching the fur on her leg. The knowledge of being alone, in total privacy spurred her on. 
        Rarity was above her once more, tutting as a teacher would towards a schoolfilly. "Did you really assume that I of all ponies wouldn’t find a proper way of returning my appreciation towards you?" Alabaster white hooves graced her flanks, like a feather being dragged across a scroll. "Do as I say and we shall have quite the evening..."
        OH!” The burning her hindquarters increased tenfold. Celestia arched her back, her hoof sliding against her slippery folds. The gold shod of her hoof made a lewd squelch with every furious drag over her mound. Both of her wings branched out almost painfully. The heat was nearly intolerable. Her whole face felt hot. Sweat was rolling down her face. The fur on her sides were becoming matted with it.
        That you put something like this off for so long is an absolute disgrace your highness. Even royalty needs tending to sometimes. As a proper lady, this is something we of course do in absolute secret cooed Raritys voice, a seductice whisper in her ears
        “OH!” Celestia bit her lower lip, feeling a pleasurable throb from down below. She was close. So close.
       " Cum for me." hissed Raritys voice, demanding her heaving body to comply. "This instant."
        “OH! AH!”
There was a swirling of smoke. Green fire burst from the tube by the fireplace. A bound scroll materialized and landed in front of her. Celestia deflated, snapping back to reality. Rarity was gone, the moment was ruined and she unrolled the scroll from Twilight Sparkle with a just a little disappointment at the timing.

	Dear Princess Celestia,
        I’m writing this letter on behalf of my friends here in Ponyville, and most importantly, my good friend Rarity who’s staying with you at the castle. Due to an unfortunate sickness with her pet she informed me that she would not be able to attend my birthday party here in Ponyville. Considering she’s one of my closest friends (and sounds really upset to be missing out) I was hoping it wouldn’t be too much of a problem to move my party from here to Canterlot. If it’s not too much trouble, please respond within the hour.
Your faithful student,
Twilight Sparkle

Celestia snorted in amusement. In the busy scheduling of daily castle life it was easy for her to forget a birthday event; even easier since Twilight had moved to continue her studies in Ponyville. Her horn firing up a gleaming yellow she produced a quill plucked from her pet and a blank scroll.

Dear Twilight Sparkle,
        It would be my pleasure to let you and your friends host your birthday festivities here at Canterlot. In times of celebrations it’s important to have all your closest friends at your side. Memories of times gone by are more difficult to share when a participant is missing. For you I grant access to the Gala ballroom for the evening, as well as catering from the castles kitchens. Have a wonderful time, and enjoy your twenty-first birthday.
        Your proud teacher,
                                Princess Celestia

With a flash of fire Celestia sent the scroll on a return message back to her waiting student. No doubt Twilight would be jumping in excitement over this opportunity. Brooding on whether to make an appearance Celestia regretfully decided against it. The purple mares’ attitude tended to change drastically with her around. It was better off she sit this one out.
Rarity would be there
The fierce burning in her haunches had softened to a dull heat. Rarity would be there. The little pony not only five minutes ago had spurred her on to near ecstasy. It was almost unfair that she couldn’t have her. Wait – Celestia stood up. She could have her –perhaps not at the party with her friends but a later time. As the bearer of the element of generosity a…return favor for the suite in the castle was not entirely out of the question. Were the moral implications of what she was planning sound? Possibly not. Would she dwell on it later? Absolutely. 
Sighing to herself happily the alicorn rested her head on the cushion. Tomorrow, the Princess would have her time. It had been long enough.


***

“Dear Princess Celestia, I wanted to tell you the important lesson I learned during my visit-“
The sound of gentle hoofsteps approaching from behind gave Rarity pause.
“That I would like to hear…” said the Princess, turning her ear towards Rarity. The ivory unicorn trotted over to the window, pointing towards Ponyville in the distance.
“I learned that no matter where you go in life, never forget that you are the product of your home and your friends and that is something always to be proud of, no matter what.”
Celestia forced her eyes upwards as Rarity turned around.
“That’s a very valuable lesson to be learned.”
“It certainly is!” squeaked the pimply porter standing in the doorway. “Might I ask we speed things up a bit?!”
The mountain of luggage on his back wandered dangerously – then immediately collapsed on top of him.
“OH nooo…” he cried out.
Rarity and Celestia glanced at each other in surprise, bursting out in laughter immediately.
“Might I suggest you try using that appendage on your forehead this time?” Rarity collected herself, trotting over as she levitated her luggage into the air.
“Suppose it…wouldn’t hurt to try…” he giggled nervously, his pea green magic collecting Raritys things and hovering them outside the doorway. “I’ll go ahead and bring these down for you.”
Rarity opened the door. “That would be most lovely of you.”
The gangly porter slowly trotted outside. He kept an eye on each case. It was vital he didn’t let them bump into each other so as to not stir the contents further. Finally he was gone, and when he was out of earshot Celestia magically closed the door to the suite, and locked it.
“Your…highness?” said Rarity, her face a mask of confusion. 
“How was Twilight Sparkles birthday party?” asked Celestia, trotting over to the window. 
Rarity put a hoof to her brow. “Oh my was it the most raucous party I’ve been to! Quite the contrast to the garden party outside but…in the end those rambunctious get-togethers mean all the more when you’re a part of them with good friends.”
The curtains to the window shut. Bathed in darkness the only source of life came from the cracks in the doorway. Rarity chuckled nervously. Was something wrong?
“I’m delighted to hear that,” said Celestia. The alicorn made a slow approach to Rarity standing in the middle of the spacious room, taking her time. Opalescence watched intently from the spot under the bed. “Before you depart from Canterlot Rarity there is something I have been meaning to ask you.”
Rarity gulped.
“Y-Yes, your majesty?”
Realizing she was possibly coming off on the wrong angle Celestia halted a foot from Rarity, who wore an increasingly concerned face.
“It has been a very long time since I have been…” Celestia swirled her hoof in a circle, “intimate with another pony. After considering all the options I had. The ones I had missed. The ones that had passed me by I came to realize that I had been very bored as of late. With Luna’s return last year I’ve had much more free time. Free time I haven’t been using in lieu of more work. I was hoping that, with you here, it would not be too bold to request time with a lovely unicorn such as yourself, were you willing.”
Raritys heart stopped. Time felt like it was standing still. Princess Celestia had just asked for a private audience with her. Rarity.  To flirt with the Canterlot elite was one thing; to approach royalty at a dance another. Being asked, by the goddess of their lands, for alone time in a tall tower was the ultimate request. The highest peon on the ladder. 
“Of…course,” she heard herself squeak.
“Wonderful!” Celestia said energetically. “I’m honored that you’d accept my solicitation. 
Her head was spinning. What was she going to do? Rarity wasn’t exactly the most experienced mare on the block. What if she did something wrong? What is she wasn’t good enough? What if she failed to please her princess. The heavy questions danced in her head as she trotted over to the bed in a daze. Rarity jumped on the bed. Squeezing her eyes shut in anticipation she laid on her back, spreading her haunches.
“Take me as you will, Princess. My body is ready…for your ministrations.”
Rarity lay there for half a minute before nervously opening an eye. Celestia remained standing in place and was rolling hers.
“Is…is something the matter?” asked Rarity.
“Somewhat. While I am eager for some release this is not the way I ima- would like for us to proceed.”
“Princess?”
“For the majority of my long life I have been the one in charge. Giving orders. Instructing. Deciding. Making choices. To be quite open with you Rarity, I would prefer if you were the one…having your way with me?”
        “You…would like me to-?” Rarity began.
        “Yes. If that is fine with you I would very much prefer that you take the reins. I would appreciate it.”
        Jumping off the cushy bed Rarity pranced over to Celestia. The Princess admitted some of her desires, fantasies, and her attraction to Rarity. It would only be a one night fling. Nothing permanent if she so chooses. They equally swore to not let what was to happen leave this room. Nodding fervently Rarity agreed to that not even utter a word to her closest friends. She knew enough from past experience how hurtful gossip could be.
        Lord is she tall…
The princess’ legs were so long, and equally alluring in the footwear she wore. Rarity realized she should spend less time admiring and more time servicing. Without even thinking she ordered the Princess to sit down.
Celestia did so. 
“Hmm…so not to be a complainer but I will be doing the brunt of the work yes? Pleasing you?”
The suggestion unfazed Celestia.
“Would you like a kiss?”
Rarity smirked at the offer.
“A kiss?”
“Yes.”
Rarity raised an eyebrow.
“Just a kiss.”
Celestia pointed at Rarity.
“Have I ever kissed you before?”
“I have, on the other hoof -several times, on your other hoof.”
Raritys snappy reply brought a giggle from the Princess. Pleased with how things were coming along Celestia leaned forwards, pursing her lips. Rarity bit her own, then tilting her head, met the Princess lips with her own.
“MMFFMPHHMMM!” Rarity gasped in shock, feeling divine warmth fill her body from her lips to the tip of her tail. The kiss was not like anything she’d ever experienced. It was otherworldly, intense, powerful and pleasurable beyond description. Rarity leaned forwards into the kiss, opening her mouth slightly to allow entrance for Celestias long tongue. Heat filled her mouth and rocketed to her haunches. She squeezed her thighs together, immediately feeling wet. Rarity leaned forwards on her hooves. There was nothing anymore. The surrounding environment blacked out. It was just her and this one, incredible kiss.
Celestia pulled away with a light smack of her lips. Rarity gasped, realizing that she hadn’t been breathing. The Princess had stolen her breath away. Not only that but her legs were shaking, her heart was thumping in her chest and she could feel a trickle of fluid snaking down her inner thigh.
That single kiss had sent her on the teetering edge of a powerful orgasm! Rarity rubbed her haunches. She was absolutely aching for release now.
“Shall we continue?” asked Celestia with just a hint of smugness in her voice.
Rarity wiped the sweat from her brow. “Y-Yes. Yes. We shall. Lie down!”
The Princess obeyed. Circling her majesty Rarity debated where to go next. She honestly wished she could just go and finish herself quickly. She was that close. So close. Her pussy burning with need. Royalty came first. Well, will soon cum first.
“Move your tail,” commanded Rarity, her confidence growing. The prismatic aurora that was Celestias tail moved to the side, still flowing in the unseen solar breeze. This had to start somewhere, nothing was better than at the rear. Rarity planted both hooves on Celestias flanks and began to massage.
“That feels wonderful Rarity,” she crooned, stretching out her wings. The glorious display of plumage was truly a site up close. Spanning over eight feet Celestia’s wingspan had many more feathers than an average Pegasus. Moving her hooves attention from the haunches to the wings had a favorable effect. Celestia immediately bowed her head, warming to the gentle ministrations offered by Rarity. Every wingstroke sent minor shockwaves through her body. The sensuality of preening was a gentle process. What the unicorn was doing here was more akin to a rough massage. Rarity was tugging her feathers out of place, moving the quills every which way and hitting all the nerves in her wings. Celestia moaned, almost imperceptibly, but Rarity caught the sound in the otherwise silent room.
“Keep quiet! I’m concentrating!” Raritys voice was stern, using the voice she reserved only for scolding her own kin.
“Yes Rarity. My apologies,” whispered Celestia.
Rarity smirked. “Wonderful. Now let’s continue shall we?”
Moving from her majestys outstretched wings Rarity returned to Celestias haunches. Admiring how shapely they were from afar was difficult. Up close like this and feeling every curve in her beautiful body was giving her shudders. She traced her hooves over the lean muscle under her coat, resting them on her cutie marks.
Celestia bit her lip, feeling a twang of pleasure in her hips. Rarity spent the next few minutes practically groping her painted flanks. She was very good. So very good. A proper masseuse would never dream of handling her like this even at her request. However, here and now she didn’t exactly have all day.
“Rarity I-“
“You shall speak when spoken to,” said Rarity sternly.
Another shiver snaked up her spine. It was unreal. Nopony ever spoke to her like this. Ever. Rarity was doing a marvelous job at playing along. That voice she was using as well! It had just the hint of playfulness behind it. 
“I won’t speak out of turn again Rarity,” said Celestia.
“Good. Do it once more and I shall have to punish you.”
Rarity gave her highness’ haunches a more than firm squeeze. Celestias eyes nearly rolled up into the back of her head.
“Yes Rarity I-“
The strength of Raritys grip increases.
“Ah Ah AH! You heard what I said. I do not like repeating myself.”
Her stomach did a backflip. Princess Celestia was definitely turned on. Raritys eyes were glued to Celestia glistening privates between her royal butt. THE holiest of holies. This had gone on far enough. In order to truly please her Princess then she would have to get her off. If this was her request then Rarity saw no reason to worry about protest from her next action.
Magically tugging Celestias flowing tail aside Rarity bent down and licked a line from the bottom of Celestias slit to the top.
Celestia gasped. That had felt amazing. Rarity heard, repeating the action in earnest. She tasted like milk and honey. Warm juices dribbled down her mouth in small streams, streaking her chin. Rarity lapped up as much as she could, flicking her tongue at Celestias clit as well.
“OH!” cried Celestia, her body jolting from the sudden pleasure. She was close. She could feel it. Both her hooves braced against the floor. Her wings stood on erect, aching, practically pulling at her joints. The pressure was mounting. Release! She needed release!
With much effort Rarity pulled her mouth away from Celestia. Delicious as she was simply eating out her Princess wasn’t going to be enough. Raritys pussy still throbbed from earlier –her own hoof was furiously tending to herself. Rarity allowed herself a moan, unable to peel her eyes away from Celestias rear. The beautiful folds in front of her glistened in the dull sunlight peeking through the shades.
An idea struck her. It would be incredibly lewd –but it might work in her favor. Rarity lowered her head, lined up her horn, and inserted the length of it inside Celestias pussy.
“OH!!!” the sudden penetration was almost too much. Celestia blinked hard, seeing stars. Her chest was heaving, her coat felt like it was on fire and there was a knot tightening in her belly. She was almost there now –literally on the edge.
Rarity felt her forehead pressing against her majestys cushy posterior.  Celestia was really panting now. Moving her horn around elicited more moans of approval and an incredibly lewd squelching sound as well. She could feel her inner walls clenching rhythmically around her small horn. Another idea sprung to mind. Rarity thought of the only spell she could and mustered a simple telekinesis spell.
“OH! OH! OHHHHhhh!” Celestia came with the force of one thousand suns. Her wings flapped wildly, back arching as the first proper orgasm she’s had in centuries overtook her senses. She thrashed her head around, banging her forehooves at the floor and wailing in pleasure. The powerful sensation channeled itself through her horn. High in the sky the sun pulsed as well, shining brighter for a few seconds and giving a few unlucky Pegasi nasty sunburns. It felt like ages until she came down from her orgasm. Celestia turned to see Rarity lounging on the bed inspecting a hoof.
“Was it good for you too?” she asked with just the slightest hint of a smile. 
“YES! Yes…yes it was,” Celestia rose on shaky hooves, “and I’m quite satisfied.” The window shades fluttered open slightly, warm evening sunrays streaming in. “You understand that you aren’t to breathe a word of this to anypony correct?”
Rarity nodded. “Understood, your majesty.”
“I would have to banish you to my dungeons if you did so.”
The feared expression on Raritys face lasted for only a moment until Celestia burst into laughter. “I’m only joking! And I am glad that you will keep silent over this. Evening draws near and I must lower the sun down the horizon.”
Celestia pranced over to the bed, nuzzling Rarity on the neck. The affectionate action took Rarity by surprise –it wasn’t often that she received such fondness from royalty in her past experience.
“Thank you so much for Rarity,” said Celestia, her voice a gentle whisper. “Thank You.”
Even after all she had been through the Princess looked immaculate -as if the prior events didn’t even happen. Rarity on the other hoof felt the nagging need for a bath. Horn buzzing to life she threw open her private bathroom and ran the hot bathwater. Celestia was on her way out when Rarity called out her name.
“Princess!”
“Yes?”
Rarity trotted over almost sheepishly. “May I ask you for something?”
“You may ask me for anything,”
Cheeks burning red, Rarity motioned for Celestia to meet her at eye level. “Princess?”
“Yes, Rarity.”
“Could you kiss me…one more time?”	


	THE END