Chapter one: In which awkward situations strike
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(author's note: I apologize for any formatting errors, I originally wrote this on my Ipod, and just copy pasted it. That's the last time I'll do that...)
Rarity ran her long fingered hands over the dark violet fabric. Perfect, for the kind of dress she was planning on making. It would be flowing, but would still cling around the bust and torso, with a low cut neckline. She sat at her desk and quickly fell into her rhythm, and was deeply entranced by music of the sewing machine.
Plain cloth went in one end and beauty and perfection came out the other. Rarity was so wrapped in her work she didn't even notice when Pinkie Pie came bouncing in to her workshop, literally through the window, which by the way, was on the second floor. She had fashioned herself a pair of spring loaded sneakers that really shouldn't have worked but, as always Pinkie Pie just decided to ignore the laws of basic physics. Planning to surprise Rarity with a hug and a cupcake Pinkie jumped onto Rarity from behind.
Rarity's head smashed down into the desk and she nearly got her hand stuck in the sewing machine, which was still humming away at work. Slightly dazed after the impact, she did what any dignified lady would do in her situation, she shrieked at the top of her lungs. And then unlike ANY lady of her sophistication, she slugged her assailant in the jaw. After the incident with the "Diamond Dogs" gang, Rarity wasn't taking any chances. She figured that it was better to be a ruffian now, rather than a dead body later.
When she realized who it was she gasped and nearly fainted. Pinkie Pie was sprawled out on the floor with a smashed cupcake in hand.
"No! Anyone, anyone, but Pinkie!" she thought as her chest tightened at the thought of hurting her best friend, well, more than best friend to her. Pinkie was completely oblivious to the other girl's feelings for her.
When Pinkie awoke from a very strange, heavy sleep she looked around, the last thing she remembered was...
"Woopsies. Little ol' Pinkie forgot about Rarity being suuuuuper jumpy lately, well, not not as jumpy as me, because no jumps more than Pinkie Pie!" Pinkie said to her self aloud, far too cheerfully after just being decked. Wiggling her toes and stretching out she realized she was in Rarity's bed, she flushed hot as thoughts about being in
her bed entered her cloudy mind.
"No no no. Can't be thinking like that now can I? Rarity is defiantly not into girls, not after she went off about Prince Blue whatsamah call it," the twenty year old lectured herself, "He was a snoody face though, just wanted to get in her pants, or dress, or skirt, or what ever was was wearing at the moment, I guess. Wonder if he ever did? I wouldn't mind... No! Nuh Uh, Pinkiemena Diane Pie! No no no!"
Pinkie smacked her already pounding head to banish her fantasies about Rarity. "My best friend!" she scolded herself.
Just than, the object of her affection peeked around the door to her room. Only one thought traveled through the mind of Pinkiemena Diane Pie, and it wasn't very PG.
An awkward pause filled the room until Rarity opened the door, quickly moved over to her friend and expertly leaned down and... Pinkie Pie was lost in her fantasy when Rarity exclaimed dramatically, whilst standing over her, "Pinkie, my dear! How is you're jaw? I am terribly sorry about that, you startled me and I acted like a lowly street brawler, punching you upside the face, is there anything, anything at all, you need?"
"Yes, Rarity, come 'meer so Pinkie can show you what YOU need."
"Oh!" Rarity moaned as Pinkie stroked her finger ever so lightly
around the center of her body edging dangerously close to her...
Rarity shook her head and Pinkie Pie looked confused, "No? I can't have water? Ok. Uh wow, you look at little more beautiful than usual."
Rarity was wearing what she usually wore while working, plain skinny jeans with a white dress shirt. Her cuffs were unbuttoned and rolled to above her elbow and she had her red tailor's glasses on, which just pronounced her features just enough to be very enticing to Pinkie. A silver necklace with three diamonds was tucked in her shirt, but Pinkie knew it was there. She never went anywhere without it. Rarity had finished the very plain but, tasteful outfit with heeled boots that went up to her knee. Her indigo hair practically sparkled as the light hit her.
Where as, Pinkie Pie was wearing a very pink, flamboyant tutu, dark grey leggings, and suspenders, which were over her purple tee shirt that had a smattering of frosting on the shoulder. And her hair looked about as pouffy and pink as, well, nothing was nearly as pouffy and pink as her hair.
Pinkie mentally kicked herself, "Oh cupcakes! You really messed it up with that one!"
"Why yes I.. Um...," Rarity stumbled with her words,"Did yo- more than usual?"
The hot tingling sensation and the tightness increased substantially in the beautiful seamstress, to the point of it being a struggle not to break down and tackle the other girl in bed.
"Rarity? I, rea-," Pinkie started but paused. "I really. You know? I, you're like a cake to me! I really love
you and I also want you inside me!" she blurted out awkwardly, unable to contain herself any longer.
"Wow! Pinkie Pie way to be subtle on the subject! Now we'll never be friends again! And that was probably the LEAST romantic thing I could have said, who am I? Ditzy Do?" Pinkie thought as she felt hot tears well up in her eyes.
"You. What?" Rarity looked as though Pinkie had turned into a little pink pony, or she had just heard Fluttershy swear at someone. Then Rarity burst out laughing.
Pinkie blinked once, then twice, trying to hold back tears "Oh Pinkie, you always mess these things up." And promptly started crying into Rarity's soft pillow.
Rarity quickly stopped her laughter and walked over to Pinkie Pie, whose muffled sobs were breaking her heart, and sat on the edge of her bed. She began softly stroking that pink fluffball of a mane that girl called her hair. As Pinkie Pie's sobs turned to soft hiccups, as she noticed the soft touch of Rarity's to her back and head.
Quietly, very unlike herself, Pinkie ventured a question, "So you don't hate me? Like I hate..." paused scrunching her face in thought, "Hm what do I hate? Oh, I know! Er nope, never mind."
"Quite the contrare, my darling. How should I put it in a more lady-like terms?" Pinkie giggled at this. "I would like to em,
confess, that I have, well," she coughed,"I assume you know what I mean. I like you, more than a friend should, I suppose."
Shocked Pinkie bolted upright eyes wide, "Reallllly? Me?"
"Yes silly! Who else? Spike?" Rarity waved her hands in a slightly exasperated manner.
Both of them snorted at the thought of Rarity and Spike dating. Suddenly Rarity's grin faded and she approached the bed.
Pinkie confused, also stopped giggling. Rarity then smiled deviously, which was concerning to Pinkie because, usually that expression was displayed by Rainbow Dash right before a big prank. So she sat up propping her back up against the headboard and dried her eyes.
Before Pinkie Pie knew what was happening, Rarity was on top of her waist, straddling her, and Pinkie had her hands pinned to the headboard by a surprisingly strong young woman.
Rarity was two years older than Pinkie, a bit thinner, but about the same height. She looked like she couldn't hold down her hat on a windy day, but now Pinkie knew better, she had a very solid punch and could pin Pinkie Pie very easily, although the startled girl wasn't fighting her in the least.
Rarity's hot breath tingled on Pinkie's neck as nuzzled the curve of her throat.
Rarity murmured something into Pinkie's ear in a velvety tone, although Pinkie Pie didn't know what she said, it was still a nice feeling.
Rarity leaned in after a moment's pause, and kissed Pinkie softly at first, but still aggressively, declaring her dominance over the other girl.
Pinkie practically saw stars during the kiss. Finally, Rarity broke apart from the pink haired girl's lips, briefly, needing a breath.
Pinkie managed to moan out, begging for more. And Rarity consented with a rougher kiss and tightening her grip on Pinkie's hands, which kept trying to sneak away to feel Rarity's body, and to pull her closer.
Rarity began testing Pinkie's limits by carefully starting to probe the edge of the other girl's mouth with a explorative tongue. Without hesitation Pinkie opened her mouth to the dominate girl's use.
Rarity managed to clear her head long enough to realize how amazing Pinkie was at well, there weren't really any dignified terms for it, French kissing. She reacted in the most exquisite way to the girl, not to mention Pinkie had tasted of vanilla frosting and lollipops.
Unbeknownst to Rarity, Pinkie was having very similar thoughts about how Rarity knew just how to send waves of heat through her body and energy pulsing through her veins. Rarity tasted delicate, but intense and she thought, "Like peppermint and diamonds. If diamonds had a taste of course. Do diamonds have a taste? Is that why they are a girl's best friend?" Pinkie's random tangent of thoughts were interrupted as Rarity's lips crashed against her's once more, and she pressed her body up against Rarity's, needing as much contact as possible.
Pinkie Pie moaned into Rarity's mouth, unable to contain herself any more, and slipped free of Rarity's now more relaxed grasp. She pulled Rarity even closer, their bodies tingled in every place they touched and she opened her eyes, clouded by lust and need, to stare longingly into the darker azure eyes of the stunning, Rarity.
Hands suddenly slid up under Pinkie's shirt to the edge of her bra where she stopped, uncertain. Their eyes met once again, Pinkie's still filled with lust and pleading, Rarity's blazing with hidden unbridled passion.
"Please?" Pinkie begged. "Pretty please? I'll be extra good today," she added only slightly teasing.
Rarity paused deep in thought, and then asked seriously,"How far would you like to continue? I wouldn't want to impose myself on you dear." Rarity was comfortable with anything Pinkie Pie wanted, and she just didn't want to force her into anything.
"How far will you, if I'm good?" Pinkie winked and smiled goofily up at the slightly older girl.
Rarity considered this statement for a moment before saying with a wicked smile, "Not nearly as far as if you were bad, my dear." And with a quick kiss, although, it had a VERY French vibe to it, she got up and left.
Even though she was very confused as to what Rarity was doing, Pinkie fell into fantasies of Rarity having her way with her. Those nimble fingered delicate hands, searching and exploring her.
Soon, with a flourish, Rarity returned with a plain black duffle bag that she set on the side table.
"Ooooo! I looove guessing games! What's in the bag?" Pinkie tried to peek in, but to her dismay it was zipped tight.
Rarity was taking her boots off and her glasses were already nowhere to be found. She looked up and lightly smacked Pinkie's hands away from the zipper of the bag.
"No touching! Didn't you're mother ever teach you manners? Were you raised on a farm?"
Slightly stung, Pinkie Pie with a little less of her usual cheerful demeanor retorted, "Of course I was, silly pie! Why do you think I moved here? Farms are boooorrrrrring."
"Oh my! It wasn't meant as an insult, I'm terribly sorry to have offended you!" Rarity blushed, feeling truly sorry, she had forgotten her best friend lived with foster parents, Mr. and Mrs. Cake, ever since second grade or so. Currently she still lived in the upper floor of their bakery, earning her rent and pay by making the most scrumptious baked goods in all of Equestria.
After a silence that seemed to last a second, and all of time, Pinkie sat up and swung her legs out of bed. Approaching Rarity she offered her lips for Rarity's command, accepting her apology.
After several minutes of heavy, passionate, tongue battling, Rarity broke off and moved her hands to Pinkie's suspenders, which she slid off Pinkie's shoulders. The younger girl reach forward and began unbuttoning Rarity's, now crumpled, white dress shirt. Once Pinkie was done fumbling with the small buttons, the indigo haired girl wiggled her arms out of her shirt and tossed it aside, in an atrocious manner and it landed on a nearby lamp shade.
Standing in in her bra that was edged with lace, the older girl pulled Pinkie Pie's tee shirt off, revealing Pinkie's, of course, bright pink bra. Now practically growling, Rarity leapt onto Pinkie completely ravishing the other girl's mouth with hers. Reaching down while still keeping their lips glued together they began taking off each other's pants. (And tutu in one case.) Unfortunately the skinny jeans were stuck half way down Rarity's legs, and Pinkie was struggling to remove them. With a dramatic sigh that was slightly frustrated, Rarity helped peel the tight pants off.
Both girls looked each other up and down, drinking in the exposed flesh and undergarments. Until Pinkie Pie, impatient as always, squirmed causing her chest to move, which in turn caused Rarity to swiftly shove her down onto the bed.
After an unknown amount of heavy kissing and time, Pinkie reached her hands around Rarity's back and blindly fumbled around before unclasping her bra. She hesitated for a brief moment before slipping the undergarment off the older girl's chest and setting it on the bedside table. Rarity slipped her hands around the younger girl's back and she easily
removed the pink bra that prevented her from seeing one of two things she wanted.
Drawing a light line down the valley of Pinkie's chest, Rarity's eyes rested on the one article of clothing that stood in her way. Pinkie was panting by now, unable to contain herself, and Rarity seemed cool and collected, even though she was just as turned on as Pinkie was. Edging her finger painfully slow down to right below Pinkie's belly button, she stopped and lifted her light touch and began stroking up Pinkie's inner thigh. Stopping at the edge of Pinkie's panties she traced around the lace and then, pulled them off in one smooth movement. Pinkie gasped and flinched at the sudden move by Rarity.
Rarity was through with the foreplay. Roughly she moved two fingers into Pinkie's core, which elicited a slight gasp of pain which was instantly cut short by the pulsing pleasure that rolled though her body. Pinkie tried to remain composed, but a muffled moan escaped and Pinkie's hips bucked against Rarity's fingers. "What ever you're doing," a moan bubbled up before Pinkie Pie continued, "Ah, don't even think about stopping!"
Rarity never let up, egged on by Pinkie's desirable reaction, and continued to be sure no place inside her love had been left untouched. Rarity's thumb worked it's way over to a small nub and began gently teasing it at the same time as she continued to feel Pinkie's walls. She felt the other girl begin to tense and wetness slowly seeped from her. Rarity redoubled her efforts knowing Pinkie Pie was nearing climax. Pumping her fingers in and out in a precise manner the thrusts of Pinkie Pie's lower body fell in sync with her. Rarity's thumb rubbed harshly against the warm nub causing the other girl to squirm
at her touch. Suddenly Rarity stopped everything she was doing and removed her fingers, right as she felt her lover's walls begin to clench.
Pinkie growled," So close! Why'd you do tha-aaAAh" She stopped her complaint because a tongue had entered the field of play. It was so sudden and Rarity was skilled enough that it pushed her over. Pinkie roared out and grabbed Rarity's once perfect hair and pulled her in closer as Rarity ravaged the girl, devouring the flavorful juices that rushed out.
Once Pinkie came down from her high she slowly released the silky waves of hair. She panted mouth hanging open, tongue lolling out and eyes closed in bliss.
Removing her own panties and tossing them aside, Rarity licked her lips, savoring the last bits of molten Pinkie Pie. Pinkie leaned forward and they began kissing, heavily. This time it wasn't Rarity who broke it but Pinkie, who flipped Rarity over and pinned her down.
Eyes wide from surprise at the path Pinkie's mouth was traveling, down her body Rarity begged, "Please."
Pausing, Pinkie moved her face back up to Rarity's, "Pretty please with a cherry on top, and I'll think about it." She grinned the same wicked grin her lover had earlier and kissed the curve between her neck and shoulder.
Rarity wrestled free and pushed Pinkie down, kissed the edge of her ear and whispered in a irresistible voice, "Pretty please? With a cherry in top, of course, love. Maybe even, you on top?" before clamping her teeth on the lobe of Pinkie's ear, eliciting another of those moans of pure pleasure Rarity loved so much to hear. Before rolling over onto her back and resting her head on one of her many soft pillows.
"Sure thing, lemon meringue!" and without a moment's hesitation ducked down under the covers and right off the bat started using her mouth all over Rarity, and in her. Rarity's head rolled back, and her eyes closed and gripped her bedsheets almost shivering under Pinkie's touch.
Suddenly she heard the door open and a gasp. She sat up quickly, eyes snapping open, only to see Fluttershy standing in the doorway. Rarity yelped and quickly pulled the covers up around her bare chest, less to shield herself and more to shield her friend.
"Oh my. I um. didn't mean," her voice fell to an almost silent whisper and Fluttershy looked down holding back tears, "to uhm, interrupt." The last word came out barely a squeak as she tried to bolt out the door.
"Fluttershy! No!" Rarity sharply yelled.
"Oh dear, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to yell at you," Rarity quickly apologized when Fluttershy flinched.
"I," she paused trying to think of what she was going to say, which was very difficult seeing as though she still had Pinkie's tongue in her, "am so terribly sorry you had to walk in on me, like this." She bit her lip hard, trying not to let out a gasp as Pinkie discovered one of her favorite spots. She added in her softest, kindest voice, "Is there anything you need?" As far as she was aware the girl was most likely traumatized and needed immediate medical attention.
Pinkie, now using what little common sense she had, stopped pleasuring Rarity and climbed off her. She squirmed her way up under the covers trying to poke her head out, only to run into Rarity's hand which held her under the blanket. Rarity wasn't sure if finding TWO of her best friends, both girls, sleeping together, stark naked, would be best thing in the world for the frightened girl.
Fluttershy murmured looking at her shoes,"N-nothing. I'll just leave you and your boyfriend to," her voice trailed off as she implied, what they were doing.
Pinkie Pie decided that moment was a perfect time to interrupt in an indignant tone, "Who said anything about BOYfriend?" Then turned to Rarity and whispered, "Ooo, do you have a boyfriend Rarity? This is so exciting!"
Fluttershy looked as though she was about to faint. Rarity let out a short sigh, the secret's out. She and Pinkie were in bed together.
"W-was tha-"
Rarity cut Fluttershy off, "Pinkiemena Diane Pie, the one and only."
Pinkie's voice was muffled by the thick covers, "Can I come out now?" Without waiting for a reply, she was already out and sitting up next to Rarity. And of course she didn't even bother to pull the covers up around her voluptuous breasts which Rarity quickly reached over to hide.
That was too much for poor Fluttershy, she had walked in on Rarity naked, being pleasured by another person, who just so happened to be her other best friend, who was also a girl, and naked. Fluttershy promptly fell to the floor in a dead faint.
Both Rarity and Pinkie got out of bed and threw some of Rarity's clothes on from her extensive selection. Frankly Rarity was surprised Fluttershy hadn't passed out immediately, she usually practically did if someone even breathed so much as a word about sex.
They moved Fluttershy to the couch in the other room, who woke before long to her two best friends kissing and groping, and passed out again without them even noticing.
"Maybe we should take her to the doctor? She doesn't look too good, I mean, not as bad as after the baked bads incident buuuuuut..." Pinkie continued her adorable, but nonsensical speech.
Rarity prepared a mug of Fluttershy's favorite herbal tea, a bag of ice, and tried to think of an explanation for her, all the while Pinkie was still chattering. Once Fluttershy had awoken, Rarity offered the mug to her and Pinkie handed over the ice for her head. Sipping the hot tea with wide eyes and holding the ice bag to the back of her skull she waited for Rarity or Pinkie to say something.
Rarity and more surprisingly Pinkie Pie were at a loss for words as silence was heavy across the room. Pinkie and Rarity looked at each other, then Fluttershy, who was carefully examining her steaming cup, avoiding eye contact.
Finally it was Pinkie who broke the ever thickening quiet, "How's your noggin?"
"It's um a little s-sore. But it's not your fault," Fluttershy said as she slightly fidgeted.
Rarity thought to herself, "It's now or later, and you know what they say."
She drew in a breath, gathering her wits and words, but before she could say anything Pinkie asked, "So are you alright with me and Rare? I mean you haven't started freaking out, except for the fact that you fainted, buuuuut it was a lot for you at once. I know I nearly fainted when I saw Rarity like that too!" Pinkie Pie waggled an eyebrow suggestively at Rarity.
"Pinkie!" Rarity placed her hands on her hips indignantly. She blushed, a little turned on by the off handed comment.
Fluttershy giggled and set down her tea cup. Straightening her back she looked a little more courageous,"Why would you ever think I had a problem with you two? I don't mind girls together at all, I um just try not," her voice trailed off into a squeak,"(walkinonthem)"
At that Pinkie burst out laughing unable to contain herself anymore. Rarity looked taken aback and Fluttershy looked terrified, again.
"Too funny. Can't. Stop. Laughing!" Pinkie managed to squeeze out between her fits of giggles and snorts.
Fluttershy and Rarity also began giggling, then laughing, it was a pretty funny situation once you thought about it. It was like some sort of poorly written story.
Once everyone had caught their breath, Rarity offered Fluttershy a ride home. She accepted, it was getting late, a little chilly, and she had walked.
While Rarity drove she asked Fluttershy, "Why did you come over today? You never said, did you?"
Fluttershy looked confused, "You know, our um, weekly spa visit. You didn't show up."
Rarity turned out of the center of town, towards the rural area, and gasped, " Oh it COMpletely slipped my mind darling! I suppose I got a little, caught up in the moment, one might say."
"Oh no, it's quite alright," Fluttershy assured Rarity.
Pinkie interjected, "Maybe we could keep a little hush, hush on the whole shabang, I'm guessin' Rarity doesn't want the whole, wide, world to know yet!"
"Oh! I would never." Fluttershy gasped, shocked.
"Thank you dear, that does mean a lot to me," Rarity smiled warmly, in a way only she could.
Rarity turned to the edge of the worn path that lead to cottage. "Thank you so much for the ride, I hope it wasn't a bother,"
Fluttershy said, blushing.
"No, no, it was none at all! Perhaps we could arrange another day trip to the spa? I'll have Derpy tell you when, if I don't see you myself."
"Toodle loo, Fluttershy! Stop by Sugarcube Corner tomorrow evening if ya can! I'll have the carrot cake baked by then for you and that rabbit! And could you bring a warm hat, and a tea set?"
Confused, Fluttershy looked at Rarity who shrugged and sighed,"Oh who really knows? This is our beloved Pinkie who is speaking."
And with that, Pinkie waved at Fluttershy, who was standing on the small bridge that spanned a small stream, as Rarity drove off.
Fluttershy waved back in a much less enthusiastic way than Pinkie Pie as she turned and walked back to her comfortable, and more importantly, quiet, home.
There was a pause for a minute, broken only by a static filled song playing on the radio. Something by Wooden Toaster, but it sounded like it was a remix.
Suddenly Rarity asked, "So will you be staying the night? Or would you like me to bring you home?"
Pinkie Pie didn't even consider it for a microsecond, "Stay the night with you silly! What's there for me to do at boring ol' home besides play with Gummy!"
Rarity smoothy pulled up to her store front and turned her car off. Suddenly Pinkie Pie's left ear crazily twitched, followed rapidly by an incredibly uncomfortable itchy back.
Grinning from ear to twitching ear, Pinkie said loudly to Rarity, "I'll get the bath running!" as she hopped out of the car and skipped inside Rarity's shop and up the stairs to the other girl's house.
Rarity, slightly misunderstanding what Pinkie had meant for her, started breathing a bit heavier and blushed as she got out of the car. Walking to her three story tower of a home, she noticed she forgot to get the mail, she turned on heel and briskly made her way to the mailbox. She opened it and took out a letter, one bill, and several dress orders.
Out of no where a girl came hurdling into Rarity on her bicycle. Letters, parcels, three and a half muffins, one very ditzy Derpy, and one very winded Rarity, went flying and all landed in the only puddle within a radius of seven hundred meters. Rarity and Derpy luckily were both unharmed save for a few scratches. None the less Rarity lay in the puddle half because she was stunned and half because Derpy was sprawled on top of her.
"HEEEY! You there! Derpy! You should probably get off Rarity, she beeeeeeing squiiiiiiished! And she haaaaates dirt, I dunno why, dirt is pretty friendly in my past experiences..." Pinkie sat on the edge of the roof swinging her legs. "Oh, and your bath is ready! Unless you want more bubbles, oh I knew I should have put more bubbles in, hang on! It'll be ready lickitysplit! I Pinkie Pie promise!" With that she jumped, before Rarity, or Derpy, could even understand what had just happened, and grabbed the top of a window ledge and swung back into the fancy bathroom.
Derpy clambered off of the mud splattered lady, muttering apologizes as she helped Rarity up. Gathering her letters and packages she fled the scene, wishing, she had never been born with a lazy eye, not for the first and not for the last time in her life.
Mouth agape, Rarity stood for a full minute, eyes wide,thoughts running wildly through her head,"dirty, wet, disgusting. ugly." She was horrible, all covered in water and dirt. She shivered, mortified.
After she had made it slowly inside, careful to track as little dirt on her pristine floors as humanly possible, she was met by Pinkie at the stairs.
"Oh you're such a silly pie! And I'm the one named after pie!" Pinkie Pie scooped up the distressed Rarity and skipped up
the stair case with the older girl slung over her shoulder.
A wail of fear escaped from the bedraggled girl, "Whaaa? Pinkie! Noooo!"
Luckily years of hauling hundred pound flour sacks finally paid off and Pinkie managed not to drop the protestant Rarity.
Plopping the other girl down in the bathroom she quickly pulled Rarity's clothes off and quite literally dropped the protesting Rarity in the bubble and water filled tub. This in turn caused pinkish foam to splatter across the once perfectly white bathroom.
Pinkie winked and started to leave, but Rarity called out before Pinkie Pie closed the door, "Wait, dear, it would be impolite for me not to offer, would you be so kind as to stay and join me?"
A smile spread across Pinkie's face in satisfaction. She had gotten lucky after all.
After stripping down she slid into the water with Rarity, not so accidentally squeezing her breast on the way.
"You're going to have to be more subtle than that poor effort for me not to notice," Rarity laughed.
"Awww I thought it was good."
"It was fabulous sweetie, just not subtle."
Pinkie Pie tried to grumble a response, but moaned instead.
"See darling? That was subtle, and very good. If I may say so myself." Rarity allowed herself a smirk of victory.
Pinkie Pie realized Rarity and been ever so lightly rubbing her entrance ever since she got in the bath. She looked at her friend in awe, "You gotta teach me how to do that one day!"
"A lady never reveals her secrets."
"Sooooooooo you're like a sex magician?"
Rarity's jaw dropped.
Pinkie giggled, "Well are you?"
"Wha? I-" Rarity was quite flustered, "I'm not even going to dignify that with an answer."
Pinkie sunk a little in the tub and blew a few mournful bubbles. Suddenly she brightened and sat back up, splashing Rarity in the process, "You must be a sexy ninja then!"
"What? Pinkie, no I'm not. You're acting ridiculous," Rarity began to soap up her arms and chest, trying to hide her amusement. She added as an after thought, "Although that really shouldn't even surprise me any more."
Pinkie Pie leaned in and whispered conspiratorially, "It's ok, your secret is safe with me. Pinkie promise." She gravely traced an X over her heart and poked herself in the eye.
A loofa flew through the air propelled by a burst of light cornflower blue magic to hit Pinkie lightly in the nose and fall in the bath. Pinkie ignored the playful attack, plucked the loofa out of the water and began to use it for it's intended purpose, softly rubbing down her lover where she had already spread the sweet smelling soap. A content sigh escaped from the other girl as Pinkie massaged her clean. Scrubbing turned to heavy stroking and sighs of happiness slid into sighs of pleasure.
"I think it's your turn Rarity for the fun stuffs! I kinda left you hanging there when little old Fluttershy stopped us."
Rarity smiled, "If you insist. But I demand that you allow me to," she searched for a delicate phrasing for her words, "bring you to closure afterwards."
"You already did earlier though," Pinkie Pie wanted to be sure that her friend hadn't missed it. She thought that she had been pretty clear with the head grabbing, hair pulling, and screaming.
"I am perfectly aware of that darling."
"Oki doki loki then!"
Rarity was just about to step out of the white bath tub, and levitate fluffy warm towels from the dryer when Pinkie yanked her back down into the hot water. Pinkie positioned herself directly above the startled girl, and she trailed kisses along her jawline, down her throat, and onto her breasts which were partly submerged in the bubbles.
Rarity gasped and squirmed, Pinkie's teeth had grazed a nipple. Pinkie's hand continued deeper under water, farther down the trembling body. At the same she began to tease Rarity's nipple with her tongue, enjoying herself as Rarity groaned under her. Her hand had reached it's destination, as she began to carefully explore Rarity's lower half. Her pale skin was soft against Pinkie's fingertips and Pinkie noticed she had a cute little freckle on her hip. Pinkie instinctively wrapped her leg around her lover's, the contact of the naked skin arced electricity through their intwined bodies. The curve of her lightly toned thighs pressed against hers. A sharp intake of breath came from the older girl as Pinkie moved her hand between them. She gently stroked her outer folds, painfully slow. Much the opposite to her normally outgoing personality, and the eagerness Pinkie had shown earlier.
Rarity's mind was fuzzy, and Pinkie hadn't even really begun. Normally Rarity would have like to be a little harder to bring to this point, but Pinkie Pie was different, plus it didn't help they had been interrupted in their prior engagements. She was a little embarrassed her own lust, a lady shouldn't let herself go so quickly in the bedroom, and she supposed the same went for bathtubs.
A finger inched it's way toward her insides, in an almost taunting way. Rarity cried out between heavy moans, "AH! Pinkie! Would you" another throaty moan "Oh sweet Celestia. Stop fooling around!"
Pinkie narrowed her eyes suspiciously as her finger ever so slowly penetrated the other girl's folds, "I thought that's what we were doing."
"No Pinkie, we are supposed to be fucking in my bathtub. What you, my darling girl, are doing is teasing me until I go insane."
"You seem to be having a fun time, plus that's the fun part," Pinkie couldn't help but giggle, "Besides the other fun part."
Rarity arched her back and hips pressing Pinkie's finger into her eventually only stopping when she felt Pinkie Pie's palm against her flesh. She managed to pant out, "Well the other fun part is the part I would prefer right now."
Pinkie smiled at the pouty lip Rarity gave her, "Only 'cause it's you."
Another finger pushed into Rarity's center, joining the other in a steady pumping motion. Rarity's body moved with the fingers, trying to keep a perfect pace so maximum pleasure was achieved. A third finger forced into the crammed space, sending waves of pleasure laced with a small amount of almost desirable pain through the blue haired girl's body. Rarity's tongue was lolling loosely out of her mouth, she was very close to loosing all sense of self control. Her eyes were rolled back and her chest heaved heavily.
"Ah! Pinkie. I'm going to- Ahhh Come!"
Pinkie Pie had just found Rarity's nub as Rarity so conveniently voiced her feelings. She leaned in and kissed Rarity, long and hard, as she roughly ground her thumb into the sweet spot. Rarity screamed into Pinkie's mouth, as her body clenched around the fingers. Hot juices flowed out as wave after wave of pleasure coursed through her body. Her back arched and a bit of water splashed out of the tub. Rarity managed to throw one arm around Pinkie Pie's back and pull her into a deeper kiss, before falling completely limp into a throughly ravished state. Pinkie Pie broke the kiss and just lay there with her lover as Rarity basked in the afterglow of the orgasm. She snuggled closer and gave Rarity a small peck on the nose.
After a few minutes Rarity nudged Pinkie Pie to move so they could get out of the bathtub. The towels were no longer warm, but Rarity could care less, and Pinkie hadn't even known they were supposed to be in the first place.
Drying off in Rarity's bedroom, Pinkie Pie said, "You know as much as that would be super duper ultra amazing to do again, I'm really hungry!"
"I must admit I'm quite famished myself, and we can always return to our activities in a bit. I can whip up a dinner if you like. Nothing too fancy, but food none the less. "
"Oooo and I can make a cake for dessert!"
Rarity clapped her hands a little, "That would be simply marvelous! And with Sweetie Belle at Apple Bloom's for the weekend that leaves all the more for us."
She pulled on her weekend pjs. A pair of black shorts with a white magic pentagram patch ironed onto the butt, along with a metal band T-shirt that she had raggedly cut the sleeves off of.
Unexplainably Pinkie had a pair of pajamas with her and was already wearing them,"There has gotta be a long story behind that."
Rarity blushed a deep red, she had forgotten all her friends save for Fluttershy hadn't know her in high school, "There is. And it's frankly quite embarrassing. A lady would restrain herself from doing such things now."
"Then you should definitely tell it! I double dare you."
"I suppose I can't turn a duble dare down then can I?" Rarity lightly mocked.
(Hey guys/gals/everything politically correct! I'm brand new at this whole clop fiction thing, and I don't really know what the hell I'm doing. Any feedback and suggestions are greatly appreciated, and may even get you a cookie. Seriously pelt me with requests, criticism and anything on your mind. <3 SnapPea)
