Twilight waifufaggotry taken to unprecedented levels
In which the fantasies and ramblings of one person who really likes a particular purple pony are penned down and let loose for the masses to read, judge and spit on.
Thanks to everyone who read this! I'm going to reboot this as something else, so I hope you'll enjoy that too.
The purple unicorn seated in front of me let out an expression of surprise, before sheepishly acknowledging the meal laid out before her.
"Oh! Right, right.. heh. Well.. let's eat!"
We both began to dig in. As I ate, I could not help but to stop every now and then to steal a glance at her, once every few bites, more if I was feeling bold. She had dressed herself up splendidly for today, we were at one of Ponyville's most sophisticated eateries, one that Rarity had recommended. The decor certainly held an air of refining, helped by its antiquated design, but what pause it gave me could not compare to that which was in front of me. Twilight had chosen to wear her hair, or rather, mane, in an ornate bun, held with a band decorated with gently sparkling blue gems. The dress she wore was a deep blue, large enough to subtly sway with her every movement, accentuating her minute nuances, of which one alone could hold me in more wonder than anything. Occasionally, our eyes would meet, and after barely a split second of contact, they'd shift away, both of us acting in futility trying to pretend we had our absolute concentration on our meal.
How did this come to be? Being a newcomer to this place, I had to know more about just where I was. Conveniently enough, among the landmarks of Ponyville was a library built into a towering tree, holding vast knowledge that could help me adjust. As I returned with more frequency, spending longer hours within devouring what knowledge I could, I got to know its keeper, one Twilight Sparkle, eager to help what guests she had. I would find my motives for visiting changing over time, from merely wanting to read what I could, to having a familiar face I could see regularly, to whiling away time idly bantering with the keeper. Perhaps, things just naturally developed from there, as such was wont to do people, here with ponies as well.
"Hey! Um.. you said you wanted to try some of this, right?"
My own reminiscing was cut short by her voice, enough to jerk me from any stupor, for it alone could have me in another of its own.
"There was this book I read that said that we should try to feed each other, so-"
I could feel my face suddenly heat up before she took hold of the spoon, now surrounded by a purple aura, and levitated it slowly toward my mouth.
"..open up!"
Her face was marked with a shade of red as well, much of which surrounded a sheepish smile. It took a few moments before I overcame my bewilderment and mustered enough courage to inch my head forward, closing my eyes and opening my mouth, allowing her to gently place the bowl on my tongue, then slowly remove it as I placed my lips around it.
What taste the food had was drowned out by what had just taken place.
"...was it good?"
Twilight's face still held her sheepish grin, her shade of red unchanged.
"It was pretty good", I replied, though I was too occupied to comprehend any taste it might have had at all. Either way, I felt obliged to return the favour.
"You did say you wanted to try some of mine, didn't you? So.."
Doing what I could to keep my composure, I scooped up some of my own meal in my spoon, then held it towards her, just as slowly as she did for me. I could feel my cheeks flaring up even more than before, and as if in response the shade of red on her own grew even more vivid.
She closed her eyes, just as I did, and leaned forward, her mouth ajar, just wide enough for the spoon to fit, and just right to form an expression that provoked another struggle to retain my composure. Gingerly, I let the bowl into her mouth, and in return she put her lips together, signaling for me to pull back, but not without savouring the scene before me.
"...was it good?"
A meek grin of my own marked my face, almost identical to the one she wore before.
"It was pretty good," she replied.
A few moments of staring at each others expressions later, both of us could not help but to break out giggling. I was sure we were both aware of just what we were both thinking, and this confirmed it.
"You looked so silly, but I bet I was worse, wasn't I?" Twilight giggled, all tension that had previously plagued her speech lost.
"Oh, no, I think I was worse, I can't imagine how I must've been. Plus, you looked.. um, pretty cute, actually."
My cheeks proceeded to flare up again, followed by her own, but the laughter had gotten to us, and Twilight was able to giggle and thank me for the compliment. With the tension previously hounding us lost, we were finally able to converse normally, idly chatting about the weather, any good books we had read recently, new words or facts we had learned, anything that came to our minds, really. It was the time spent like this back in the library, whiling away the hours getting to know her through banter like this, that really drew me to her, after all. It was a while before we realised that we had finished eating almost an hour before, our glasses emptied only slightly after.
"Do you.. do you want to go back to the library for a while? Unless you want to go somewhere else.."
Twilight's forelegs were abnormally still as she said this.
"Hmm? Sure, I don't think there's much going on tonight anyway. Why we don't we just spend the rest of today there?" I replied, just as Twilight's breathing resumed its normal pace and her forelimbs relaxed slightly. I wasn't feeling like going out much anyway, and spending time in the place closest to a home for myself would have been a good idea regardless.
The walk back to the tree library was fairly relaxing, for the crisp evening air was refreshing, and the clear night sky gave a grand view of the stars. Twilight took great pleasure in introducing me to the astronomy of Equestria, pointing out different constellations, planets and other heavenly bodies. The full moon was out, which according to Equestrian mythology was apparently within the domain of a fallen deity of night, in opposition to a deity of sunlight, though one could not imagine my surprise when Twilight told me the myths were in fact real, of her first adventures when she arrived in Ponyville wherein she and her friends restored the fallen night goddess to her former self, and when that very deity of sunlight turned out to be the queen regnant of this land. She even arrived to visit once, prompting Twilight to introduce me to her, a hominid outsider as opposed to the equidae inhabitants. Thankfully, I was readily accepted and encouraged to make myself comfortable, for much of my will to leave was already stolen away by Twilight Sparkle by that time.
"Oh! If you look over there, you can see a fantastic view of Orion..."
The little sways of her dress as she moved her front leg to point out the constellation held my attention more than anything in the sky could right now. She followed my walking pace with a light trot, using her horn and occasionally a bit of magic to point out anything of interest if we were moving while doing so. Her hair and clothing bobbed with her trot in an alluring rhythm, my attention on it broken only for moments if she had something new to highlight. I did not count the minutes, but however much they were, there were too little before we reached the library.
"Here we are! Come on inside, it's getting a bit cold out."
I accepted Twilight's invitation, and as I entered the increasingly familiar scent of immeasurable numbers of books greeted me. The seat in the large circular room that I usually took was vacant. It was here I got to know Twilight Sparkle, where we let the time pass us as we conversed, here where I developed a fondness for her nuances, her thirst for knowledge, her vast intellect, and here where I mustered the courage to let her know how I felt.
"Hey, why don't we go upstairs? It's a bit warmer up there, we could always grab some books from below to read. How about I make us some hot chocolate, too?" She stopped me from heading to my usual spot like this, just as I was ready to settle down.
"Hmm? Sure, it is a little cold tonight, come to think of it. Anything you want me to bring up for you?" It was not easy, but I managed to act as if the request to enter her living quarters was nothing out of the ordinary.
Twilight's forelimbs and breathing noticeably relaxed, and she gave me a list of titles to look for, along with the entirety of a small section located in a somewhat hidden corner. As if timed, just as I was finished bringing up everything to her living quarters, she brought up our drinks, steaming hot, perfect for warming up in weather like this.
"Say, where's Spike? I can't see Owlowicious anywhere, either."
The baby dragon that served as her assistant was nowhere to be found, along with her pet owl.
"Oh! Um.. Rarity said she needed Spike's help with something overnight, and Fluttershy said she wanted to give Owlowicious a checkup. So.. it'll just be you and me here, I guess, heh heh.."
She set down the mugs on a small table next to a sofa, and proposed we be seated. I picked out a book titled "Myths and Facts of Equestria", and Twilight eagerly agreed that we should read it together. Seated right beside each other, we began to peruse the pages. On occasion, Twilight would elaborate upon a tidbit in the book, or correct something she deemed erroneous. At times, I would contribute, comparing an aspect of Equestria to my home, while Twilight would eagerly listen, her eyes full of wonder as I told her of my native technology, or myths of yore like Baal Zebul, which I compared to Equestria's Nightmare Moon. I found myself sharing more knowledge for the sake of preserving the expression of wonder she wore, less so for its own sake, while savouring the warmth of her body, her scent, as she gradually inched towards me over the evening.
Hours passed like seconds, and before I knew it, it was time for me to leave, even if I wanted to stay here for however long I could. I didn't want to impose myself on her.
"You're leaving already?" Twilight asked, seemingly anxious for some reason, just as I stretched and got up from the couch.
"Yeah, I'm really tired. See y-"
I was interrupted by a flash of lightning, followed by a loud thunderous rumble as a massive downpour suddenly materialised.
Twilight perked up almost immediately.
"Say, you can't really go back in this weather, can you? Why not.. why don't you stay here for tonight? I don't think this rain will let up anytime soon."
I had no means of shielding myself from the rain, and whether I liked it or not, it seemed I was stranded here. Fortunately, this was very much in my favour, and I decided to continue reading with her. I had yet to even finish my hot chocolate, anyway.
"Say, I'm getting a bit uncomfortable in this, I'll go change. How about you pick out another book to read while I'm gone? I'm getting a bit tired of this one."
She had not changed out of her deep blue dress, and her hair was still bound in that bun. She excused herself and left, and following her advice, I took a look at the books she had me bring up. Most of them were fact books, but a particularly small, untitled one struck out, a bookmarked page within, as if it were recently used. Opening it..
"Dear diary..."
...
Oh my.
The entry I read was a recent one, probably barely a few days old, if not just yesterday. It first described her hopes for today's evening, on all the books she'd read up on dating to figure out what to do, and a few particularly flattering comments on me. It went on to fret over what she should wear, how she should present herself, and what she should do with me, her pining really was adorable. Most striking of all were her hopes for the later part of the evening, wherein she went into rather lurid detail on her more perverse fantasies, ranging from the relatively simple, to involving terms I had yet to even hear of.
As if on cue, Twilight reentered the room behind me just as I was finished reading, having finished letting her hair down and disrobing. It took a few seconds for her to realise just what I was holding, a few more to become flustered as another vivid red shade appeared on her face, followed by a response in the same manner from me. A few moments passed, with nothing happening but us trying to avoid the gaze of the other, our eyes shifting throughout the room, quickly retreating if they happened to meet. Twilight was the first to break the silence.
"Did.. did you read it?" She stammered, visibly quivering.
"...yes, I did, I'm sorry-" was all I managed to blurt out before she interrupted me with a "No, no! It's alright, it's all fine, heh heh heh..."
A deafening silence remained after that, with me on the couch, turned to face her standing behind me, neither of us particularly comfortable, but afraid of making any move. At last, I managed to act, inviting her to return to sitting beside me, to which she complied. She positioned herself to my right,while trying her best not to face me, only looking forward, to the floor, or at the pile of books.
It was here where I, emboldened by knowledge of Twilight Sparkle's secret desires, found my chance to finally act upon my own. Shifting closer to her, I began to run my hand through her mane, going at a steady pace while savouring the soft, silky texture it had against my fingers. I could feel her tense up initially, but as I continued, savouring the scent of lavender that her shampoo had left, I could feel her relax and begin to pace her breathing with my strokes. I decided to be a little bolder and began using my other hand to stroke her muzzle and neck, and in response she soon closed her eyes, her every breath growing more intense as timed passed, now paced perfectly with the rate at which I was caressing her. By now, I had already positioned myself so that my face was just in front of hers, indulging in the subtle movements of her face, the rhythm of her chest as she continued to draw in deep breaths, while simultaneously trying to take in her exhalations.
I suddenly stopped stroking her, prompting Twilight to open her eyes, wondering what was going on. She was met by my face, barely a few centimetres away from her own. Almost immediately, both of us moved to close this gap, our lips meeting, letting our eyes shut so we could lose ourselves in the touch of one another. We let our tongues play with each other for a bit, stroking each other, while I had my arms around her in a tight embrace, her forelegs wrapped around me in return. I fell backwards from my seated posture to lying down on the couch, still locked in embrace with Twilight, who was now on top of me, eyes shut in an expression of absolute peace. I took my time, letting my hands run over her back, digits indulging in her soft, velvety coat, feeling her breathing synchronised with my own as her chest pressed against mine. Her pulse was rapid, and just by pressing against her chest I could feel her flittering heartbeat, and as if in response I could feel my own pulse come to match hers, as well.
After some time, we broke away from each other, though not without panting heavily afterwards. We continued to lie there for a while, Twilight on top of me, her forelegs relaxing their hold on my torso, while I let my arms rest by her sides.
"Hey.. do you think-"
Twilight was apprehensive as she spoke.
"..we could, wecoulddoitnow?"
Her slow, shy pace broke as she blurted out those last few words, squeezing her eyes shut in the process.
Twilight marveled me at how despite the obvious physical differences, over time I had come to see her no differently from a human girl. Though I had fallen for her at first for her mind, her physical body playing no role in that first spark, over time I had developed an appreciation for her form. The contours of her stature, the minute details of her limbs, her soft, silky coat, not to mention her increasingly enticing hindquarters, among other things. I saw no reason to withhold from Twilight now, especially when both of us wanted it so. Especially since I was doing it for Twilight Sparkle.
I gave my agreement, and proposed we move to her bedchamber. A strong aroma of eucalyptus hit me as I entered, it seemed she had a scented candle already prepared. Twilight trotted to her bed, sitting on the side facing me. I sat by her side, the scent of her on the sheets easily overpowering whatever fragrance was present, and almost driving me to lose all higher thoughts right there and then. The only light now came from the candle, for the storm was still ongoing and obscuring the moon.
"Could I take off your clothes for you?" she requested, seeming more bold than she had been through the evening. Upon my consent, Twilight's horn began to glow a faint purple, and she managed to work the buttons off my shirt, removing it and tossing it to the side.
"You know, you really do have too little fur!" She giggled, after taking a few moments to take in my form.
I could only laugh with her and agree, stating that it was why I needed to wear so much in the first place, as opposed to her, who could walk in public naked. It was only at this time that I even realised she was naked most of the time, which made for a bit of discomfort as it was now she began trying to remove my pants, succeeding after a significant amount of effort. Last were my undergarments, and her she opted to just use her mouth to disrobe me rather than any magic.
"Wow, um.."
Releasing a significant amount of pressure on my groin as she tore off the last of my clothing and tossed them to the side, Twilight could only gaze as she saw my exposed self, her body erect and still as she said this.
"I've.. well, I've never actually seen something like that before, other than in my textbooks and-"
Twilight blushed and suddenly kept silent, but continued to stare in curiosity. Slowly moving her head closer and closer, she eventually tried poking it with her tongue, which took a superhuman amount of restraint from myself to not ejaculate at that touch. Soon, she grew ever bolder, placing her lips around it and taking the length into her mouth. Despite the somewhat clumsy movements of her tongue, it drove me wild all the same, but not enough to not try and think of something I could do in return for her.
It was a wild guess, but I had found myself obsessing over it too many times to not take the chance I had now, especially considering what I had seen in her journal. Twilight's head, occupied in servicing me, was positioned perfectly. Using just two digits, I lightly began stroking her horn, indulging in the little bumps that were a result of its spiraled shape. I noted the sudden disruption of her rhythm, which probably meant my wild guess was correct. I began to massage more of her horn, stroking it from the rounded tip to its base and back, eventually causing it to glow a faint purple. Meanwhile, Twilight began to work even harder on me, as if she were not to be outdone. At last, neither of us could restrain ourselves any longer, and I came into her mouth, just as her horn gave off as blinding flash of white light as well.
"Hmm.. so this is what it's like..."
Twilight licked the residual white fluid off her face after her comment, and waited a few moments to savour the taste before swallowing it.
"Though I'm surprised you knew how my horn would react!" Twilight chirped.
"Yes, well.. I had to try it out, ahahaha..."
I opted to attribute it to luck and declined to mention how much I had read, before positioning her so she would be seated on her rump, her back leaning against a pile of pillows on her bed. Without warning, I spread open her hind legs, taking a few moments to admire her more private regions. Clear fluid was already leaking out of her, while the cute, tiny nipples positioned slightly above were erect. The moment my tongue made contact with her vulva, Twilight let out a moan, and her tail began to wag, brushing me across the chest. I took my time experimenting, noting the intensity of her moans and her breath, along with the sheer speed in which she was wagging her tail as a guide to how well I was doing. Once I had figured out how to have her consistently keep up her sharper, higher pitched moan, drinking in her sweet ejaculate along the way, I moved a hand towards her belly and began to rub her hardened nipples, while with the other I manged to grab hold of her quivering tail, tugging on it gently. Her moaning turned into loud shouts of ecstasy, and soon she uttered one great moan as she climaxed, her head arched backwards, the little pony's entire being quivering gently and clear fluid continued to ooze out of her orifice.
After letting some time pass for us both to recuperate, with some idle chatter in between, I placed Twilight on her back, her legs dangling in the air. Here, much of here boldness seemed to have vanished, for she began blushing profusely again as she laid down, hind legs spread as I began to enter her.
"You know, there are a lot of people who like stormy nights like this.."
Twilight held a hoof to her mouth as she she spoke, absentmindedly placing it against her mouth.
"So many horror stories use it as a setting, but I've always liked sleeping in the rain.."
She continued to look to the side, but winced slightly as I began to push against her with increasing pressure.
"You might think being in a tree in a thunderstorm is dangerous, but we don't have to worry, there's a lightningrod installed that conducts any lightning away safely.."
She grimaced and let out a yelp.
We continued talking while we waited for her to recover, but once that was over with, we began to move. The feeling of being within Twilight was indescribable, as though I were slipping into warm honey, at just the right temperature, enough to have me lose all sense. I pressed myself against Twilight, once more taking in everything of hers I could, her pulse, breath, movements and vocalisations, pacing myself with her as she rocked her hips in rhythm with mine. She began to moan once more, which, in tandem with her musky scent, the motions of her chest, her eyes shut in ecstasy, and the faint tightening of her lips, made me feel more alive than I had ever been before. All of it would grow more vigorous, until finally, both of us climaxed with each other, the sheer intensity of the moment leaving us wracked for a long time even after the deed was done.
I opted to take our now cold hot chocolates in, but they were left abandoned on the bedside table, as we spent the rest of the night idly bantering, as we always did. We both commented on how generous the day had been to us, we could never have had this if we weren't alone, and had the sudden thunderstorm not prevented me from leaving, I would be in bed with her, cherishing each other's presence, like we had wanted. If I had not found her 'diary', none of us would have been bold enough to have things develop like this, though it wasn't just that which made me bold enough to even try in the first place.
"Your diary, you planted it there, didn't you?" I smirked, confident in my guess.
"Heehee, you figured it out, didn't you?" Twilight replied, her smile as endearing as always. She did ask me to pick out a section of books from an obscure spot in the library, and in fact, though I did not notice it before, there were no entries before the one I had read. The bookmark was a clever means to get me to read what was important. Furthermore, she did take an inordinate amount of time to let her hair down, her coming out just as I was done reading was too well timed.
We engaged in nothings for some time, until we realised we should have been asleep a long while ago. With a goodnight kiss, and a "I love you", Twilight pulled the covers over us, holding me in embrace as we drifted off to slumber.
I had to remember to send gifts of thanks to Rarity, Rainbow Dash and Fluttershy soon, too.
The day itself was not very much out of the ordinary, with fair weather as was expected for this time of the year, maintained by the industrious pegasi as always. Even with the events of the previous days, life carried on as normal, each day beginning with me waking up next to Twilight Sparkle, who would wish me a good morning before one of us moved to prepare breakfast, if Spike had yet to do so. He was once more away, and I had the privilege of gazing upon Twilight's sleeping form when I awoke, so today I would have to be the one to ready her meal. A daffodil sandwich, toasted, and hot chocolate, just as she liked it, which would be placed on a tray and brought to her bedroom.
Fortunately, Twilight was still asleep, and I could take time to set the table, preparing a few other things that, though I were hoping to use later, found an excellent opportunity to put in place now. A vase of flowers, set carefully, and a book on flight, bound with a violet ribbon.
"Milady, it is morning. Isn't it time to get up?" I whispered into her ear, rubbing it with my fingers as I lifted it to speak within. Romantic fantasies broken when she failed to respond, I had to resort to gently caressing her and speaking more loudly than I really would have liked.
"Twilight, it's morning. Wake up!"
There was yet to be any response, save her soft snore.
"Twilight, wake up!"
Only after my gentle caressing of her body turned into sharp nudges did she finally stir, mumbling incoherently, eyes worn, yet with a certain odd grace, even with a messy mane that had little of the fine, neat straightness that it normally would show. She took a moment to stretch her appendages, before smiling at me and wishing me a "Oh.. good morning..." in return, at which point a wince interrupted her smile.
"Are your wings still sore?" I asked, quite concerned. It made sense to me that growing new limbs would certainly not be very comfortable, but Twilight's pain was very worrying.
"Yeah, a bit. I think it's because I didn't move them much last night.." she commented, as she slowly flapped her wings, scattering a few loose feathers onto the bed.
"Oh dear. Anyway, breakfast for you, your.. highness," I spoke, as I turned her attention to the spread by the bedside, which switched her sleepy expression to one of delight instantly. She would spend some time admiring her present and sniffing the flowers, letting out "I.. I don't know what to say-" which I interrupted with an offer to massage her wings while she ate.
Twilight had already spent a few years here in Ponyville, under orders from Princess Celestia to learn of the 'magic of friendship'. For what purpose was revealed some time ago, as her fate as successor to the throne was thrust upon us. She could not rule as a mere unicorn, the magic that she had learned over the years would be used to transform her into an alicorn, a perfect fusion of the three pony castes. I did not attend whatever it was that transformed her, but one day, she returned to the library as she was now, with wings, though yet undeveloped for her to fly as a pegasus would.
Her wings were really quite.. adorable, the way they would react as I massaged the muscles on Twilight's back that helped to manipulate her coracoids, stretching and relaxing in the same tempo that I was rubbing her back. Apply pressure and her wings would stretch outwards, showing her growing flight feathers in what little glory they could hope to achieve yet, release the pressure and they would relax. Do it at a faster pace, and her wings would move at a pace to follow suit, which for a few minutes spread a few more purple feathers around the room. Twilight herself was reacting a bit more strongly than a massage to a sore region would normally warrant, her half-eaten sandwich was left lying on the plate as I heard panting, though being behind her I could not see her face. Upon stopping and moving myself to make sure my attempt at comforting her did not have any unwanted effects, I caught a glimpse of eyes relaxed and shut, jaw hanging open and allowing in large breaths, which subsided as the effects of my massage wore off.
She opened her eyes to see me genuflecting before her, at which point I offered her the rest of her breakfast, and asked 'milady' if the massage was satisfactory. Twilight was aroused from her stupor with a start, and after stuttering for a few moments, sheepishly replied that "Uh.. ahaha, yeah, it was." I decided that I didn't want to disrupt her meal very much, and was content to sit by her and watch the small twitches of her wings as she slowly savoured her sandwich. They would lift slightly when she swallowed, then relax, and move a little apart when she stretched out to drink from her mug. Upon finishing the last of her sandwich, they sunk a bit, as if to express satisfaction, the same would happen when she finished her drink. I told her she could sleep in a little more while I cleaned up, but no, she would not let me be her servant, as she insisted on helping out, and I was too enthralled watching her wings quiver as she insisted to refuse her.
The afternoon was spent as afternoons here usually went, Twilight minding the library and updating records, while I helped out, though not usually with dialogue like "Is this placement satisfactory, my lady?" to which her reply would be a flattered giggle, and something along the lines of "Yes, my loyal subject, it is." We'd both laugh, each of us trying to top each other in how exaggerated we could play out our acts, stopping only short of using Luna's traditional Canterlot voice, since none of us could hope to replicate it in the slightest. Hours passed as our language became more and more butchered, until finally, evening arrived, and I could unveil the next present I had for her.
Twilight emerged from her room wearing a deep blue dress, though it was not made to accommodate her wings, which had to be folded neatly within. I voiced my concern over the fact that the dress wouldn't let her move her wings, though not mentioning that it was an even greater tragedy that I would not get to gaze at them, but Twilight insisted "It's fine, I can move them around inside, see?" at which point she opened them slightly, exposing some of the shape through bulges in her dress, large enough to not deprive me entirely of their form, at least.
"Besides, you always said you liked this dress a lot." She lowered her head, failing to hide a faint blush. It was true, I found this particular dress wonderful on her, that she had also worn it on a particularly memorable night a few years ago helped, the first night that I really spent with her.
We left the library together and moved towards the restaurant that we both knew we would be going to, even if I had meant it as somewhat of a surprise, since Twilight knew that I knew that she loved it, and to bring her anywhere else would not be satisfactory. Having her wings hidden meant that she wouldn't attract undue attention, at least, neither of us wanted to be surrounded by crowds waiting to see their future ruler. The setting sun did not really bring out her beauty, I personally thought the dress looked better at night, but I took time to admire her anyway as she trotted alongside me, bulges occasionally stretching from her back, as we idly bantered over whatever came to mind.
Soon enough, we were at our destination, a restaurant known for being amoong Ponyville's finest, and which Twilight and I held a strong attachment to. The antiquated decor within was the same as I remembered it, and being seated at the very same place we were at seated so long ago certainly brought back sweet memories to both of us, if Twilight's vacant, daydreaming expression was indicative of anything, bulges in the back of her dress moving slowly up and down, enough of an incentive for me to forsake reminiscence in favour of watching them. At some point, Twilight must have noticed that I had fallen into a stupor as well, as a shade of magenta appeared on her cheeks, and she folded up her wings, before noticing the look of disappointment I must have forgotten to hide, because she smiled slightly and let them a little loose again, teasing me with the mounds on her dress. I think I blushed - I felt my face growing warm, and I told her "Oh, you.. you don't have to do that for me, if they're still difficult to move consciously..." and she responded by moving them even more and telling me it was fine if I liked them that much.
We began to make conversation, as we always did. We remembered when we first came here, and how both our shyness affected everything we wanted to do with each other, though on hindsight it really was adorable, how Twilight resorted to reading rather dubious dating advice books to figure out what to do with me. Our banter lost focus on anything in particular after a while, but it soon moved to the topic of her future nobility, whereupon mutilated attempts at 'Old Canterlot" emerged from both of us again, interspersed with mirth.
Our courses arrived, and immediately I moved to scoop up a bit of mine to give to Twilight, only to look up and find that she had done the same thing, the spoon held in midair with a purple aura. We stared at each other for a while, before the situation hit us and had us both laughing. She went first, asking me to close my eyes and open up my mouth. I didn't close them all the way, for I had to see the small mounds on her back move, staying abnormally still as she moved the spoon into my mouth, then relaxing as she removed it, watching me eat. She knew it was her turn next, and Twilight eagerly leaned forward, forelegs on table, muzzle facing upwards and jaw hanging open with eyes closed. Most notably, the mounds on her dress enlarged, I imagine she was unconsciously spreading them underneath, and while it was a pity I couldn't really see them, I could infer how they would have moved were they not bound as such. They twitched slightly when I let the spoon touch her tongue, slowly relaxed and she chewed, then quivered a little when she swallowed and was done.
"How was it, my lady? Was thine food pleasing to thou?"
Twilight first responded by laughing hysterically at my mutilated language, and then spoke as Luna would, "Verily, good citizen, t'was indeed a pleasure!" and in turn I would join her in engaging in merriment. This would continue for the evening, feeding each other, bantering, doing things we loved, together. Both of us, I was sure, wanted times like this to last forever, but Twilight was tired, I didn't think restricting her wings was very much of a good idea anyway. Full, we went home.
When we returned, I had Twilight rest for a bit, I would draw a hot bath for her, hopefully helping with whatever soreness her wings still had. She came into the bathroom, having stripped, and allowing me to finally see her wings again, though right then they were folded and I could not see very much, even if here, a small candle was the only thing giving much illumination, I had hoped to create a relaxing atmosphere for her to lose herself in.
"Hey, why don't.. you join me? We haven't done this in a while."
Twilight was about to get into the bath when she said this, and right then as she turned to face me to make this suggestion, her wings unfolded themselves a bit, letting a single purple feather drop.
"Hmm? Ah... anything my princess asks of me, of course."
I did my best to hide what fluster the request imposed on me with yet another act of faux chivalry, though I wasn't sure how convincing it was. I faced away from Twilight and stripped, being careful to watch her through the mirror conveniently in front of me, the light blush that marked her face visisble even in the dim candlelight, and how her wings slowly opened until the last of my undergarments were removed, at which point they sprang out suddenly, exposing their full length, ruining Twilight's valiant efforts at keeping her expression neutral.
The warm water was perfect, soothing to the body, just as Twilight resting opposite me in the bathtub was soothing to the eyes and mind, wet mane clinging to her body as she absentmindedly stared off to the side, hooves left hanging over the bathtub edge. That was not considering her wings, now wet and thus allowing the feathers above the water to exude a pleasant shine, while the barbs and afterfeathers of those in the water swayed subtly, the down feathers much more than the vanes.
"Twilight, could I clean your wings for you?"
It wasn't really a bold request, though it was hard for me to say for some reason or another. I really had grown to like them.
"Oh? Well, sure, I guess. You really have been eyeing them all day, haven't you?"
"Yes, well..."
Twilight turned to face me as I reached for a sponge, and began preening the flight feathers for her.
"Princess Twilight, huh..."
Twilight let herself indulge in the sensations my scrubbing of her new limbs, closing her eyes and speaking in a softer tone.
"Honestly, I would never have imagined it. Me, ruler of all of Equestria..."
Her wings spread out slightly, making it a little easier to scrub.
"Really? I always thought Princess Celestia had big plans for you. If a deity would have you as her personal student, well... Besides, I think you'd make a great ruler."
Twilight said nothing, but smiled and blushed, wings receding slightly that I no longer had the ease of scrubbing them I had for those few moments.
"That's right.. you're going to grow bigger, aren't you? Bigger than me."
I glanced at her horn for a moment as I said this, but Twilight, being lost in her wings being gently scrubbed, did not notice.
"Yeah, to the princess's sizes, I think that's how big alicorns grow to. Though I'm not sure how long it takes.."
"Let me ride you when that happens, alright? Once these develop fully I think I could even fly on you."
I shifted to the right and began to soap her other wing, working from the vanes of her flight feathers, briefly interrupted as both appendages quivered in delight. Twilight smiled briefly.
"I'd have to actually learn to fly first, though. Rainbow Dash said she'd give me lessons once my wings develop properly."
She kept her eyes closed, sitting before me in the tub, facing slightly to my left so I could have more ease in scrubbing her left wing.
"By the way.. you're going to have to move to Canterlot sometime, won't you?"
"Yeah, eventually."
....
"I'll ask Princess Celestia to let you come with me, though! I'm sure she'd have no problem making arrangements, you just have to stay with me, there's no need for extra rooms..."
Even if it were something not out of the ordinary for anyone very attached to someone to consider, that Twilight was thinking for me was still very heartening.
"But then who'll take care of the library?"
"Spike can do it, he's been here for so long-"
"Spike's your number one assistant, Twilight. You can't just leave him here."
"Then we'll get someone else to do it! Managing a library isn't that hard."
Twilight was no longer as relaxed, she had opened her eyes and her wings were noticably more tense, the musculature somewhat stiffer, making it a little more difficult to wash.
"Yes, but this library is your work, Twilight. I don't really want it just handed off to someone else. Besides.. it's where I got to meet you."
The library did hold special meaning to me, being where I spent countless hours getting to know Twilight Sparkle, and once we had grown closer, being my home. In every aspect of the library, I could see bits of Twilight, the way she organised things, or her sense of decor, not to mention the memories this place had for me.
I was done with her wing, and had Twilight turn around so I could begin scrubbing the back of her wings, now somewhat droopier than usual.
"If it matters that much to you, I guess... but, I mean, I just want you to be with me in Canterlot... I can't imagine it being just Spike and me again. It might be lonely."
At the very least, her droopy wings were easy for my fingers to manipulate, holding the vanes apart so I could clean the down feathers.
"Don't take it that way, Twi. Of course, I'll come with you eventually, but I'd really like to make sure the library is in good hands first. We'll have plenty of time once that's done."
Twilight seemed to cheer up a bit, her wings twitched, but then they drooped again.
"Plenty of time, huh..."
Twilight stood strangely still as she spoke.
"I would.. but what about you?"
"What do you mean, Twilight?"
I continued scrubbing, not entirely sure what was going on. Being behind her, I couldn't see Twilight's face, but her head noticably drooped as well.
"Like this, as ruler of Equestria, I'm going to be around for a while. Just look at Princess Celestia, she's been raising the sun for around a thousand years..."
I tried not to think too hard as I moved to wash her other wing.
"You know, I always wondered why the Princess didn't have anyone as her lover.. but what if... what if she did? And she-she just left that pony behind?"
All I did was scrub, though her now limp wings were slightly more difficult to clean. Twilight's tone was becoming a little rougher.
"Is that.. is that what's going to happen to us?"
Some soft sobbing could be heard from nowhere in particular.
"Twilight, I.."
She shifted a little further from me, preventing me from cleaning the last of the unwashed regions of her wing properly. None of us moved for a while after that, myself unable to think of anything to say, Twilight in front of me, back turned.
"Twilight, please turn around"
She did so, slowly, keeping her head low in an attempt to hide her face. Immediately, I reached out and pulled her close to me, lifted her head and pushed my lips onto hers. Her eyes, momentarily wide in surprise, closed themselves amid a few tears, while her wings slowly spread out. She held me in an embrace with her forelegs, and her wings bent towards me, as if they were trying to wrap me in a hug as well. Making sure to hold her tight, I allowed myself to fall backwards a bit, leaning at an angle on the end of the bathtub, letting her chest lean on mine so as to feel her breath and pulse, and let her indulge in mine as well.
Her wet, freshly washed mane held its familiar scent stronger than ever, especially as it fell around my head as if a veil, clinging to the sides of my face. I could see her wings begin to quiver, then slowly flap, dispersing some loose down into the water to float as if petals. We stayed like this for a long time, tongues teasing each other's as they played, watching the twitches and assorted movement of her wings whenever I didn't let my eyes close to fully immerse myself in her warm hug. My hands, placed behind her, got to run themselves over her wet coat, playing with the hairs, and feeling the muscles on her back move as they helped to facilitate the flapping of her wings. Minutes, possibly hours, possibly days, passed, however long it was I did not count, but I was too short, when Twilight opened her eyes and relaxed her hold on me, noticing that my own eyes were wide open.
"You really do like them a lot, don't you?"
She was smiling now, a marked improvement over her state however long ago.
"Hmm? Um.. I suppose, yeah. I mean, they're pretty."
She giggled, and spread her wings out more, baring everything she could out to me, and showing me the fruits of my labour, being pleasantly clean.
"Hey, um, Twi? Could I.. could I play with your wings for a bit?"
"Oh, ah, of course!"
Twilight briefly blushed and turned her back to me, extending her wings and holding them open. I began to rub the forelimbs gently, and moved to kiss the end of her left wing. It quivered gently as I made contact, giving my nose a pleasant tickle, and ellicating a soft pant from Twilight. I worked my way up, planting kisses all the way, working from the tip to the analogue of a shoulder joint, massaging her back as I carried out the act. They were quivering gently, though I could tell Twilight was trying very hard to restrain them, judging by how tense her back was, though it didn't stop her pants from becoming cute moans. Work finished on one wing, I switched to her right, starting by planting another kiss on the end of the wing, and this time causing it to stretch out before begininng to tremble yet again. I repeated my deed, working kisses from the end to her back, delighting in her moans grower-ever louder, and the strain on her body as she struggled to maintain her composure. At last, just as I planted the last kiss on her back, she could hold it no more, and her wings began to flutter wildly as she let out a particularly loud moan in ecstasy, scattering a few more feathers in and out of the bath.
Twilight moved away from me panting, wings making small splashes in the water as they flapped, before she managed to calm them down and turned around, showing me her flushed, smiling expression.
"Sit up, won't you?"
She had me straighten my back into a more upright sitting position, before suddenly bending over and using her wings to to begin stroking my erection, which in my focus on Twilight, went unnoticed by myself till now. She let the vanes tickle the head, then moved to stroke from the base to the tip.
Twilight's face, I could not see very well, as my head was thrown back in sheer pleasure as she continued to stroke me. It took herculean effort, but I did manage to regain control and took advantage of the great amount of concentration she needed to move her wings, that she could not see what I was preparing.
With both hands, I grasped her horn, prompting a sudden jerk in her as expected, before she continued on, albeit not nearly as smoothly as before as I began to gently squeeze her horn, then slowly let go while letting one hand massage the skin around it, and letting a finger trace its way around from the base to the tip, following the spiral pattern, savouring each nub and bump along the way. It began glowing a faint blue, the light helping to highlight Twilight's face in the dim candlelight, contorted into a grimace - it must have taken almighty effort from Twilight to move her appendages that were already difficult to move, amplified by the fact that she had to stop them from reacting to the strong sensations she was surely struggling with. I was winning, as I continued to massage her horn, she had even more trouble moving her wings, she was losing the steady pace of stroking me that she had, making it even for me to concentrate on amplifying the blue glow of her horn.
At last, I let go of her horn and placed my mouth over it, sucking on it. Twilight completely lost herself at this point, her wings sprung back and spread out, beginning to flap, and she once more began to vocalise, her cute moan tickling my ears, just as her pressing her muzzle against my chest pleased. I watched her wings, the flapping grew more and more rapid, until it reached a rate which I felt was fast enough, and I let go of her horn, threw myself back and shielded my eyes, while Twilight screamed as her horn gave off a blinding blue flash, some sparks reaching the bath water and heating it up back to how it was before, while even more feathers littered the water now.
"Hmph.. you always do that when I try to do something for you."
Twilight sat opposite to me, visibly panting, her forelegs relaxed on the edges of the tub, the part of her mane around her horn noticeably springy as opposed to the shiny, straight wetness of the remainder.
"I'm sorry. I suppose I'll have to make it up to you, won't I?
"You will. Come here.. subject."
Twilight gazed at me as she spread her hind legs, revealing her marehood, completely soaked, though being underwater at the time it wasn't really indicating much.
"Yes... your highness."
I moved over to her, and, while genuflecting in the water, let a finger up her orifice, triggering closure of her eyes and heavy breathing, as she leaned her head to rest on top of mine. Her wings, previously neatly folded, sprang out yet again, gently flapping, or rather given her position, paddling, to create relaxing ripples in the water. I let the finger massage the walls within, enjoying the moist environment within, and eventually I raised the pace, letting two fingers in, causing her to press herself against my head even harder, until finally, unable to focus on both support the weight of Twilight's body and maintaining a pace that would please her. I fell over on my face, the sudden removal of my fingers and the splash of water jerking Twilight from her trance.
"Are-are you alright?"
She lifted my head from within the water, holding me up.
"Yeah, I'm fine..."
Twilight grinned.
"Good, because you're not done just yet."
She returned to her posture of baring herself for me, gazing at me with a look I found very difficult to tear myself away from. Using a hand, I guided myself into her, observing as she grimaced and purred, tail beginning to wag and creating more ripples in the bath water. I began slow, and her wings stooped their slow flap and just trembled, which with her tail created a somewhat pleasant pattern of ripples in the water. She moved forward, her forelegs holding me in embrace once more, which I reciprocated, allowing her wings more freedom to truly flap, which they did. Grunts were interspersed with moans, as she leaned to my right, allowing her breath to tease my ear, the warmth of her muzzle soothing the weight it imposed on my shoulder.
Most arousing of all, however, was not the soft oohs and ahhs that Twilight let out, but the sound her wings flapping, with rates varying depending on just how intensely we were thrusting ourselves upon one another. The faster we went, the more they'd flap, scattering more feathers over both of us, Not even the sheer sensation of her walls squeezing on me, as if determined to have me loose every drop of fluid I had within, could compare to simply watching them flap, then quiver briefly, before flapping more and on occasion splashing me with water. Her tail, what with its wagging, was practically a motor in the water now, were I not leaning against the edge of the bathtub, I could imagine that I would be driven back a fair distance, that her wings might function as paddles that were going faster and faster might help.
Finally, we climaxed, Twilight arching her back as she let off a final moan, her hooves pressing down on me as she raised herself. Her wings suddenly stopped their vicious flapping, spasming in place for a few seconds, before resuming at an unprecedented pace, the wind generated from their activity making waves in the bath. It took a while, but she did calm down eventually, though not without covering almost the entire water surface in purple feathers, leaving her content to continue leaning on me, rubbing her muzzle on my face, while I just held her, letting ourselves take comfort in the others presences for some amount of time, letting the darkness of the room act as a warm blanket to our thoughts.
Twilight was the first to break the silence.
"Do you.. do you think we could just continue like this... as long as we can?"
I held her even more tightly and reassured her however I could.
"Don't worry. We've still got a lot of time before us. Let's just enjoy ourselves, like we always have. Don't forget to give me that ride, though."
Twilight giggled, and pecked me on the cheek.
"But of course. I love you."
"I.. I love you too, Twilight. I will, always."
The candle burned out at last, leaving us to hold each other silently in pitch darkness, comforting one another with ourselves. Perhaps the future would be rougher, but, for now, all I could do was love Twilight however I could. Transient our relationship may be, I hoped Twilight could be this happy forever, and I would do whatever I could for her.
Twilight just kept holding me, a small tear creeping from her eye.
The distinct creak of the door turned my attention toward it as it opened, watching as the clop of Twilight Sparkle's steps rang as she exited.
"What did the doctor say?"
Twilight walked slowly from the physician's office toward the bench where I was waiting for her.
"Influenza, as I thought. The symptoms did match up, and it is the prime season for it right now."
Twilight moved towards the spot on the bench I had left vacant for her and sat, before loosing another bout of hacking coughs. I hastily offered her the bottle of warm water I had with me, which she claimed and began to sip from after thanking me with what remained of her voice.
It was true what Twilight said about the season. The clinic was packed with ponies of all ages, from the foals being accompanied by their parents to the young adults relishing the days they could take off work. The more fortunate of them were sniffling and sneezing at varying intervals of time, the less fortunate occasionally breaking out into fits of coughs. The ones most cursed, however, were those simply silent, occasionally gulping once too much saliva had accumulated in their mouths, with great pain.
Poor Twilight was truly the worst affected of all here. As if the runs in her nose weren't bad enough, her hacking coughs would only irritate her already inflamed throat more. That her fever left her feeling chilled and weak only made things much worse, I had to accompany her to the clinic to make sure she would even get there safely. The warm water helped comfort her pains, but it alone could not do much, despite how desperate she was for any relief.
The receptionist called out Twilight's name. I told Twilight to stay where she was and went to take her medicine for her. It was the standard prescriptions, or at least whatever the pony equivalent was. Twilight had taught me the names of several drugs used here, I could recognise the antipyretics, antibiotics for her throat infection, and some others to help relieve her symptoms. The bits I was made to pay was no small amount, the doctors were profiting off this latest season. Twilight shifted as I removed my pouch, as if to object to my paying for her medicine, but seemingly gave up both from her own fatigue and knowledge that I'd insist on doing her at least this one favour. Business finished, I left the clinic with Twilight, making sure to go at a pace comfortable for her.
"Thanks, but you really didn't have to do th-"
Twilight suddenly began hacking again, her coughs almost completely debilitating her. Holding her chest seemed to comfort her somewhat.
"Twilight, get to bed as soon as we reach home, alright? You need to take food with your medicine, but with your throat.. oh, how about some soup? Go to bed and rest, I"ll make you something."
Twilight opened her mouth to speak, but stopped and settled for nuzzling my face instead. I told her it was no problem, she was ill and Spike had told me that there would be no one around to look after her since he had matters to attend to. What else was I to do but to take time off work and make sure she had the care she needed? Thankfully, the library was not too far away that she would have to walk too far to get home.
Tucking Twilight into bed wasn't something I was very used to. All I really did was put the blanket over her, making sure there was enough of her covered to offset the chills of her fever while at the same time making sure she was well ventilated. Still, it was oddly fulfilling, having Twilight sigh as she finally got to rest, enjoying the fresh air from the open window and drinking the warm honey water I had prepared in some hope of relieving her pained throat. Confident that Twilight would be comfortable until I got back, I departed for her kitchen, though not before hearing a weak "Thank you so much.." from behind me.
Fortunately, Twilight had a can of soup ready for preparation stocked in her pantry. I would have wanted to make her soup myself, but she was rather hungry and it would take far too long. It was a simple matter to pour the mixture into a pot for cooking over a slow flame, less so to not fuss over the slightest imperfections as it boiled, all the while trying to think of more ways to comfort the ill purple pony. I would have had to run out for groceries if I didn't think to get them before coming over, I had planned to spend the next few days by her just in case she needed anything. A few slices of the ample amount of bread I had stocked for her would go well with her now finished soup, and it was back off to her bedroom.
Twilight was well asleep when I reentered, a testament to my having done a good job of making her comfortable if anything. Leaving the soup and bread to rest on her bedside, I laid down next to her on her bed, using the justification that it would allow me to monitor her condition better when I knew all too well I just wanted to take this opportunity to take in her form. The heat of her fever emanating from her body was surprisingly quite comfortable, enough to offset the guilt of taking pleasure in her ill condition, and enough to make me join her under the covers, absentmindedly watching her as she slept in peace.
"Mmmm..."
Twilight began to stir from her sleep, seemingly disturbed by my presence.
"Was I disturbing you? I-"
"No, no, it's alright. I'm hungry now, any-"
Twilight was coughing again, though her rest seemed to have calmed them down somewhat.
"Just in time then, the soup's just warm enough for you now."
She smiled and moved towards the bedside, just as I stopped her.
"No, Twilight, here..."
I scooped up a bit of soup and held it towards her mouth. Her expression switched to one of incredulity, before she blushed, closed her eyes and opened, the sight of which was more than enough reward for whatever effort was spent cooking.
"Ahh.."
It took a rather large amount of effort to ignore my rapid pulse and feed her the soup, letting in the spoon for her to take her time in savouring the taste.
"How is it? I really wanted to boil something myself, but.."
"Mmmm... delicious. Could you pass me some bread?"
She maintained a small smile throughout her words as she sat up on the bed, one that turned a small request into an irrefutable command. I fed her again, this time with bread soaked in soup, watching as small details signifying her comfort showed, be they the relaxation of her forelimbs, or her much more alert eyes. We continued, me giving her bread whenever I wasn't feeding her soup, and she, noting that I was paying an unusually large amount of attention on her, blushing and making her expressions more playful.
All too soon the last of her meal was finished with. She was clearly feeling better, the warm soup and medication had worked their magic, but she still needed to rest. I told her to do so and that I'd keep her company if she wanted me to, and she readily agreed. We lay there, me admiring the star and moon pattern of her bedsheets while she tried to sleep.
"It's no use, I can't sleep, I'm not tired enough anymore and I still feel awful." Twilight turned over to face me.
"You could always just stay awake and relax. Want me to get us some books?"
"No, I don't really feel like reading right now. But I'm so bored, and.. gah-"
Twilight came down with another fit of hacking coughs, prompting me to rub her chest again.
"...yeah, like that. That feels better."
She lay on her back and let out a content sigh as I massaged her. I let my hands run over her chest, before opting to try my luck at rubbing her belly, which was more well-received than I expected. Twilight let her limbs spread out and her mouth agape, all the while I continued to rub her down. It was increasingly difficult not to stare at her now exposed marehood, but making her feel better was still enough of a priority to keep my urges under control.
"You know, it might probably help. I could do with anything to feel better."
She was facing my rather obvious erection as she spoke.
"Oh? Uh..."
Twilight smirked, clearly enjoying catching me off-guard while I struggled to be sure of what I heard.
"Well then, just rest. I'll do the work for you."
Positioning myself over Twilight's lying form, I moved in for a kiss which she readily accepted. Here I was quite thankful that we were of different species, I wouldn't have dared to do it with a human girl for fear of falling ill myself, but I was quite sure I was safe here. Mixed in with the increasingly familiar taste of Twi's saliva was a pleasantly salty one, both of which were quite pleasurable as Twilight continued to hold her mouth on mine. I even tried to suck in the thin strand of fluid hanging between us as we separated, I did feel like having a bit more of that taste.
"Huh, you're right. It is pretty good."
"What is?"
"The soup, Twilight. I really should have taken some for myself."
Taking in her soft panting as I planted kisses down her body, from her neck, chest and belly, I moved in to massage her moist marehood with my mouth.
"Ahh..."
Despite her throat, Twilight was able to moan softly in response, though anything more would have been too taxing. I darted my tongue in, massaging the interior and relishing the taste of her fluids which she gladly let loose, as if to compensate me for having offered all of the soup to her. Her legs kicked slightly, a sign I was doing well, but I was not going to finish here.
I merely had to watch as a magenta aura surrounding my clothing, removing and placing them on the floor. Twilight was more awake then ever now and appeared eager, both to feel better and to show off just how she'd improved in working with my buttons. I was not going to disappoint her in that first regard, that was a thought as I held her hind legs out and moved into her soaking orifice, which she presented with glee. The extra warmth thanks to her fever made it much better than I had expected, and soon I managed to settle in. I started slow, maintaining a gentle rhythm while Twilight shut her eyes and let out a groan, somewhat muffled by her sore throat, but having the same effect regardless.
"Huuuuhhh...."
That was a signal to go harder. Holding her legs more securely up high, I began ramming into her, finding the usually clear vocalisations that were now suppressed quite enjoyable. I was to do all the work here as I said, I wasn't going to expect an ill girl to do her share here, but Twilight did slightly thrust along with me. Even if it the actual movement was minimal, the effort she put in contracted her walls a little, greatly intensifying the waves of pleasure both of us were already feeling.
Twilight, being ill as she was, still had a surprising amount of endurance in her, but soon she broke as she let out a final groan, contracting around me even harder than she had and soaking the bedsheets below her plot. Tugging on her legs harder than ever, her final, satisfied groan and the sudden contraction broke me as well, forcing out waves of sticky semen into her. Quite exhausted, I let her legs fall and collapsed to her side, watching while she panted, finally spent as white fluid seeped from her vagina onto the wet sheets.
"Feel any better now, Twi?"
Twilight giggled, a heavenly sound, and cuddled with me.
"Much better. I think I'll be able to sleep now."
She was fast sleep soon enough, leaving me to my own thoughts again while her heat comforted me. Either way, if this was how to cure a sick pony, I would be enjoying these next few days.
I didn't really remember the last time I came down with a flu, but it could not have been this bad. The sheer ache of my body made me not want to move from Twilight's bed, and even though I had to bring down my temperature with a cool environment, the chills made it unpleasant beyond anything. Worst of all was the absolute pain of my throat, talking was barely possible without frothing, and having to cough only forced it to inflame even worse. I had barely entertained the possibility of cross-species transmission occurring, it did not even occur to me that ponies would share the same universal code, much less the same haemagglutinin types, if at all.
Twilight had recovered remarkably quickly, but now here I was, being nursed in her home at her insistence. At least her bed was more comfortable than mine. She was just done feeding me soup, and having finished fussing over the room and my condition, she was lying next to me, keeping me company.
"You know, Twilight, I could do with anything to feel better."
Twilight grinned.
"Well, then, just rest. I'll do the work for you..."
Once work was done with, the time of day I always looked forward to would come. Visiting the library was more or less a daily event now, with the frequency of my visits rising over time as my motives changed. It was first for knowledge of this new land I had somehow found myself in, then it was for the company of a new friend I could relate to and seek out for help. Then, finally, it was for the want of someone I had slowly grown to desperately want as more than a friend, enough to disregard speciation, among many things.
Twilight Sparkle. Twilight Sparkle, Twilight Sparkle, Twilight Sparkle, Twilight Sparkle. Twilight, Twilight, Twilight, Twilight, Twilight. As if a mantra, her name would continuously ring in my mind the moment I allowed it to idle, followed by the slow but sure formation of her image in the imagination. Of her adorable face and the lovely expressions they crafted, of the soft, silky sheen of her hair, of whatever I could smell of the faint scent of her bath soaps (though she seems to have switched to using a more expensive variant as of late), of the lush quality of her purple coat, star-shaped brand adorning her sides, of her alluring tail and horn.. all of it crafted an all too vivid form that teased me with longing through the days and nights. Such thoughts haunted especially as one lay alone in bed, in the small room of one's rented apartment, beckoning dreams that, while sweet, were all too unattainable and only made the mind wander more.
Knocking on the door of the great hollow tree was no easy task on my first few visits, but as I familiarised myself with the librarian such an act became trivial, Of late, however, it became more difficult than it had ever been, with the fretting that goes on in those eternal few seconds as I waited for a reply. Was I at all presentable? Was she in a good mood to receive me? Oh dear, what if something happens and she never wants to see me again, that would be-
"Oh, um... hello! Just.. looking to read more for today, right? Come in, come in, eheheh..."
Twilight was standing in the doorway, greeting me with the odd grin she usually wore nowadays. Of late, she had been taking far less time than usual to answer my knocks, which certainly helped prevent me from agonising over my thoughts too much.
"Oh, uh, hello, Twilight. Yeah, I-I'd really like to finish off the book from yesterday.."
I followed Twilight in, trying not to pay undue attention to her bobbing tail as both of us entered. Spike was where he usually was, tending to one thing or another.
"Hey there!"
"Hmm? Hey there, Spike."
"You know, you've really been coming over a lot lately. Twilight seems to be pretty happy about that."
I began to wonder if the library had so few patrons that a daily regular was so special, just as Twilight turned away from me to face Spike, who after a few seconds sighed and left for another room, but not before seemingly suppressing a grin as he looked at me.
"Right then! Here's what you were reading yesterday, I had that page bookmarked for you, would you like anything to drink? I happen to have some of that tea you said you really liked lying around, if you would like any-"
"No, no, tea will do, Twilight, thank you so much, I mean, it's quite a bother having to look for a book you want to read and even more to find the exact page you left off, so, uh, this is really great..."
Twilight went into the kitchen and immediately retrieved two steaming mugs, filled with a particular blend of tea that I mentioned to Twilight a while ago. I wasn't aware that she was even a fan of tea, I had never seen her drink any, but at least I had something good to drink as I seated myself in my usual corner, book in hand that wasn't as interesting as the purple pony who sat beside me, seemingly focused intensely into her own book as well.
Soon, our usual conversation began, with one of us making an offhand comment about something while the other replied, until banter between us that I so loved to while away time with had returned as it did whenever Twilight was with me. Difficult as it was, I made sure not to get lost in idle chat watching Twilight's face as she listened to stories of my home, or eagerly explained some concept I was unfamiliar with. I had to remember what I came here for.
"Say, Twilight? Would.. would you be free tomorrow?"
"Huh? Well, yeah, I think I should be, but why?"
For some reason, Twilight seemed a lot more tense than she was seconds ago, straightening herself slightly and perking up her ears.
"You see, I've got nothing on tomorrow, so I was thinking, do you feel like having lunch? I have somewhere in mind, a outdoor cafe of sorts, it heard it was pretty good, and, um.. yes, Twilight. Do you want to have lunch with me tomorrow?"
Even with the time I had spent rehearsing, being in Twilight's presence made it all quite useless.
"Tomorrow? Yeah, yeah, sure, I'd love to- yeah, I don't mind having lunch with you tomorrow, I don't have anything on, so that would be nice-"
"Oh, great! Well, then, guess I'd better get read-, um, it is a little late, so I think I'll be going home now, I've finished reading this anyway, so, um.. see you, Twilight."
Twilight walked me to the door and saw me off, hopefully oblivious to the slight spring in my step that broke into outright skips the moment she gave me a "See you tomorrow, then!" and closed the door. Never mind the stares a few bystanders gave me or the odd commotion I heard just as I was leaving the library, Twilight had agreed to go out with me! Increasingly hopeful scenarios played out in my mind, as fantasies on how the outing would end with us professing our heartfelt feelings for each other, to be concluded with a tender moment in one of our homes, and perhaps future dates would end in even better ways...
The only thing stopping me from further indulging in the imagination was the fact that I had to return to reality if I was to retrieve my keys and unlock my door. Even after being in the comfort of my own apartment, free from the eyes of others to delight in fantasies, I had to decide just what I was going to do tomorrow. Just what was I to wear, and just what was I to do? Oh, my...
As it turned out, it didn't matter much that I had stayed awake late into the night deciding on my outfit and fretting over what to do, because even when I finally got into bed it was a long while before I got any sleep. Still, the thought of being out with Twilight was enough to keep me well and wide awake, waiting anxiously for her to answer the knock on her door.
"Oh, there you are!"
Twilight opened the door, revealing just how she'd prepared herself for today. Her mane was well maintained, the sheen and scent even more expressive than ever, with a deep blue ribbon near the top. The dress on her was a simple yellow one hemmed with white and decorated with a pink ribbon , one she seemed to like very much if the well worn state of it was anything to go by.
"Hey, Twilight. You.. look really good today."
"Oh, um.. thanks, you too. Where are we going, though?"
Twilight let her eyes run over my suit, from the polished shoes to the dusted black blazer, all masterworks of the seamstress friend of Twilight's. Only here did I wonder just what I was thinking, wearing this when all we were going to was a cafe. At least Twilight seemed to be similarly overdressed.
"The cafe near the park, I've been wanting to try some of their things for a while, now."
Thank goodness the day was quite cool, or both of us would have been struck down by even the slightest of warm weather. Idle banter found itself among us again, as Twilight voiced her concern about the incompatibility of a lot of pony cuisine with myself, but I assured her that it was why I was interested in the cafe in the first place. More things found their way into our talk until we reached our destination, where Twilight and I seated ourselves opposite each other.
A strange, mutual silence grew between us, each seemingly having run out of things to say. I was content with stealing glances at Twilight every now and then while I pretended to look around the cafe, an outdoor one with large mushrooms serving as tables, bales of hay as seats. Doing my best to ignore the odd looks the other patrons gave us every now and then for our choice of wardrobe, I turned to steal another glance at Twilight, just as she turned to face me. An odd warmth grew in my cheeks just as her own began to grow a little red, and I turned away at the same time she did.
A few more rounds of this and finally food came, giving us an excuse to not communicate. Yet, still, for some reason or another I my occasional glances at her kept meeting her eyes, spurring me to continue pretending to focus on eating, the quality of whatever I was consuming was long since forgotten and disregarded. All too soon both of us were done, though I would have barely remembered eating anything at all were it not for the empty plates on the table. Still.. was it to end like this? I had mustered the courage to invite her out, took effort in dressing, and barely had I-
"Umm.. do you want to go have a walk in the park?"
Twilight managed to break the apparent vow of silence between us.
"I mean, it's healthy to have a walk after you eat, and we've got some nice weather today, so..."
Thank goodness, I still had a chance to turn things for the better.
"Hmm? Oh, sure, Twilight. Yeah, like you said, the weather's good and all, so..."
Once payments were done with, Twilight and I walked towards the park in Ponyville, one of us occasionally bringing about a thread of conversation, but such a thing never did mature beyond a few replies to each other's. Even when we reached the park, filled with ponies determined that we should never enjoy a moment of silence, the awkwardness persisted. Somehow we could ignore this quandary, walking by each other's side, but never really speaking much or even looking at each other (while the other was looking at them, at least for myself, though I did catch her quickly turn away a few times).
Upon spotting a bench shaded well under a large tree, far away from the crowds, I asked Twilight if she would like to rest for a bit. She agreed, and we made our way and seated ourselves. Doing my best to act as normal as I could, I let a hand move close to her on the seat, until finally I just touched her foreleg with a little finger. No response. Feeling a bit more brazen, I shifted slightly, enough for two fingers to easily brush her leg. Twilight just kept looking forward, though one could catch a glimpse of red from my position.
Somehow, Twilight and I found ourselves back into animated conversation. Each of us used our forelimbs to gesture as we spoke, though for some reason she refused to move the leg touching my hand. Twilight asked me how much I'd adjusted to Equestria, and I replied very well, that having her to help me was the key behind it.
"Really, Twilight, I don't think I would have turned out as well as I did without you. Honestly, I can't thank you enough!"
"It's.. it's no problem at all, really! I really liked helping you out, you always tell me so many wonderful things about your home, it's just so nice having you around..."
"It's.. great to have you around, too."
Her hoof seemed to press against my fingers slightly. I shifted my hand a bit closer to her.
"So then I decided I'd ask you out on a date to thank you! Ahahaha..."
The words came out before I realised it. Even while planned to seem like a comment in jest, the only way I could get it out was to not think about it at all.
"Is.. is this a date, then?"
Twilight turned to face me, eyes wide.
"Well, I suppose, if you want it to be. I mean, I don't mind."
I couldn't really look her in the face at that moment.
"I mean, if it's you... well, I really don't have a problem with it. I-I.. I do quite like you."
The few moments of silence seemed to last forever.
"Oh, that's fine, that's alright! Because, um..I-I like you a lot, too."
A few more seconds passed. Then, as if to symbolise the great weight lifted off our minds, both of us began to giggle. Soon enough it grew into a laugh, her voice making it all the more beautiful. How long we kept it up, I didn't care to know, but the sheer relief was a marvel of ecstasy if anything. Eventually, we ran out of stamina, and collapsed back onto the bench, a broken pile.
Twilight yawned.
"Could we rest here a while more? Goodness, I suppose I shouldn't have stayed up all night trying to figure out what to wear for today..."
"You too? Yeah, I'm tired as well."
Lack of sleep had caught up to me, as finally I found my own eyelids drooping, the comfort of having a reciprocal Twilight Sparkle near me only encouraging them.
.........
Even before I opened my eyes, I could feel myself leaning on a warm pile of some sort. Opening them yielded the sight of a setting sun, while sitting up and looking to the side yielded the sight of Twilight, busy resting herself, and apparently quite concerned that my weight was no longer on her.
"Oh, you've woken up! Good evening, then."
Twilight picked herself up from her laying posture and greeted me.
"Good evening to you too, Twilight. Just how long were you awake?"
"Eheh.. about an hour or so."
The way back to Twilight's home was once again filled with our banter, whatever it was that had stifled it for so long seemingly gone in the span of a few hours. What seemed like a few seconds later, we were already back outside her home.
"See you tomorrow then, Twilight?"
Twilight smiled, in a manner more beautiful that I had ever seen her perform.
"You know, you've been treating me really well today! I mean, all this dinner, for me? I.. it's lovely!"
Feeling Twilight's appreciation as she gushed over the meal spread I had laid out for her would normally make good compensation for the effort spent learning of Equestrian culinary art and mixing it with native cooking, I had to remember my motives for today.
"Glad you like it, Twilight. I experimented a little bit here and there, I think it turned out well enough. Go on, try some."
Twilight instead lifted her head to face me, her eyes giving a knowing gaze.
"Hmmm... today you organised my shelves for me, went out to find the special copies of those books I was looking for, prepared the bath and didn't let your notes get in my way for once. You sure you're not.. looking for something?"
Twilight gave a teasing smile, the effect of which was only compounded by her eyes, the same sort she would show on nights with scented candles, music and scheduled rainstorms.
"My, Twilight, can't I do something nice for my special someone without having some sort of ulterior motive? You really need to stop being so quick to judge people."
...
"Actually, yes, I can't."
"Well, alright, then" Twilight smirked in her small victory as she began to eat. "What would you like? If it's anything you need with magic, it won't be a problem at all, you could have just asked straight out."
"Oh, well, let's not worry too much about that for now, hmm? You go ahead and finish up dinner first, this can wait until you're all full." "And a little bit more open, in many ways", I thought, hoping that somehow the supposed relaxant and aphrodisiac effects of the ingredients would do something, though knowing what the sort of magazines Rarity had lying around liked to claim, it was probably best to have just used them for their taste.
"Oooh, now you've really got me curious about what you're going to ask! Come on, you can tell me!" Twilight was leaning over the table now, staring intently at me in wide-eyed anticipation.
"Oh, alright."
The rush of heat to my cheeks did little to help the effort spent in maintaining the deadpan expression I tried to falsify.
"Yes?"
"Hmm..."
"Go on.."
"Well..."
"Keep going.."
Twilight's face, having inched forward a little with every word, was now tickling my nose with her breath.
"I thought that perhaps it would be a very nice idea if we were to talk about things that we like."
Twilight pulled herself back, eyes wide in surprise.
"Oh, is that it? That's all?"
Seeing Twilight's open-mindedness relieved a lot of tension. I, of course, had to remember who I was with, someone I could trust to listen to me and consider my needs and wants. Twilight Sparkle could, and her adventurous mind only complimented that lovely trait of hers.
"Yeah. I suppose it was rather silly of me to make such a fuss over nothing, I mean, we all have things that we like."
"Right! Let's see, we both know we like reading and-"
The sinking feeling in one's chest as one realise their apparent success was all for naught is quite the feeling.
"No, Twi. That's.. not it at all. I was talking about things we like. You know, like."
"Huh? But what do you.. Ooooh."
Twilight now took her turn to blush momentarily.
"Yes, that is what I mean."
"Well.. to tell you the truth, I do want to know what you'd like. I really am curious now!"
Twilight had her head resting on her hooves, eagerly waiting to listen to me reveal the extent of depravity I held within myself.
"Oh, certainly. Let's see, I'd like to tie you up and force myself on you. It'd be nice if I hurt you a little, thinking about spanking you is quite fun. All the while you'd be begging me to stop, but of course I won't, because that's the point forcing myself on you, you see. That's only until you start really liking it and begging for more, and then you'll promise me the best of favours to have me continue ravishing you. I'd also like to play with your butt more, and try doing it in there too. And all this while since you're bound up you won't be able to use the washroom if you need to, so I can enjoy seeing you struggle if you need to go, and then enjoy watching if, or when you do."
All the time spent rehearsing paid off, resulting in a very interesting rate at which Twilight's face grew redder and redder while I made my speech. I made a note to tell her of my observations at another time, she might be interested in seeing just how much blood her cheeks could hold.
"Oh, um.. well, is that about it, then?"
Twilight was now kneading her hooves back and forth, all the while looking around the room for.. something, her eyes darted back and forth hoping to find something else to look at.
"Hmm. Yes, I am quite certain that's about it, for now."
"Well..."
Twilight took a gulp.
"To be honest, some of those.. sound pretty nice. I mean, sometimes I enjoy thinking about those things, too-"
"My, so you've thought of the same things yourself, Twilight?"
"What? I- yeah, I guess."
Normally, I would tell Twilight how adorable she was when she made this sort of sheepish, defeated face, but this was a topic far too vital to stray from.
"Oh.. well, I don't mind doing a few things you like, I guess. I mean, I'd love to, for you, and they do sound liked they'd be.. fun. But, um... you're going to listen to me, right? About what I like."
"Of course, Twilight. You've got me curious about what you'd like now, too."
Twilight took another gulp.
"Well... you know how my magic always goes a little wild when you play with my horn? Well, yeah, I've always wanted to use magic on you. I mean, I don't think you'd like being made all helpless by magic forced to obey my every word, but I think I'd really like it if I could have you bound to my will like that. Then I'd control just how much stimulation you'll feel, and you'll have to beg me to let you feel good, until finally I give you what you want and leave you shivering wreck."
Twilight took a deep breath upon finishing her own speech, then gave me that sheepish grin again.
"So.. um.. what do you think so far?"
What did I think? In truth, Twilight's fetishes appealed to me too, the thought of being made a hapless slave of the magically formidable purple pony was quite the titillating thought. Then again, I had to play right just how I was going to tell her what I thought. Promise to concede to her 'inconvenient' wants if she promised to let me have my way with her first, maybe?
"Oh. Hmm. Honestly, Twilight, I quite like the idea too, though I am quite nervous about letting you have your way with me using magic."
Thankfully, Twilight's preoccupation with her own situation let my feigned disinterest slip through. Truthfully, I trusted that Twilight would use utmost caution if she were to use magic on me, enough to disregard the other times where some attempt at a spell or another ended disastrously, but here I could use those times to my advantage.
"Oh... well, how about we help each other? I'll do what you like first, then after that you can cater to me? Sound good?"
"Yeah, that would be nice."
The dinner conversation then was among the strangest, but most enjoyable Twilight and I ever had. Twilight first complimented me on my cooking ("You're fantastic, you know!" "Oh, y-you're too much, Twi." ) before noting the similarities between our fetishes. Indeed, both of us wanted the other bound to our whims, but it would be a little more difficult to render Twilight helpless, having her magic to use. I asked her if there were ways to suppress unicorn magic, Twilight replied that certain herbs and spices among others could have a sort of sedative effect on magic and that she'd take them if I wanted her too, though her being a unicorn 'a little more magic potential' than others ("No need to be modest with me, Twilight, I've seen you do thing no other unicorn could possibly hope to-" "No, no, it's not that much of a difference, really!") would limit the effect any such suppressants. She said she wouldn't resist with any sort of magic whatsoever and act as if her magic was inactive, and I replied that it would be enough for me.
The topic then switched over to just what we liked in our fetishes. Twilight took great pleasure in teasing me over my particular fondness for her cute, firm butt and tantalising me with lurid descriptions of what she might be like bound hapless and gagged ("You're going to enjoy it when I'm tied down, legs wide open with nothing stopping you from having your way with me, hmm?") before I managed to turn the tables with the same ("I, as a testament to Twilight Sparkle's magic mastery, mind broken and helpless to do nothing but obey my mistress' whims. Oh yes, you'd like that, wouldn't you?"). Banter went back and forth over dinner and late into the night like this, before we finally made arrangements to cater to myself some nights later, where I promised I'd do the same for her eventually.
The preparations for my "special day" as Twilight liked to put it were made quite easily, despite her fretting that it wouldn't be to my liking. She had managed to procure a good amount of rope and magic suppressant herbs, which I did my best to make into something enjoyable. Spike was once again sent off on a very important task to ensure the Cutie Mark Crusaders didn't unleash hell upon the world in their sleepovers. Twilight insisted I let her prepare whatever she had planned, and was having me wait outside the bedroom while she worked on.. something.
Almost! Just a little more... alright! You can come in now!"
"Right, you took long enoug- oh my."
A construction of some sort was positioned in the middle of Twilight'd bedroom, made entirely out of poles, in the shape of an empty bedframe.
"Do you like it?" Twilight asked, the best of seductive looks in her eyes as she picked up a few lengths of rope in her mouth and approached me.
"I... wow, Twilight."
The sexy grin on her face intensified in response to my blushing as she handed me the ropes.
"I'm having some trouble moving things psychokinetically now, too, so I suppose those herbs are working. Right then, come along her and tie me up, won't you?"
Making a mental note to get something for that helpful zebra, I began binding Twilight's limbs to the posts of the construct. She watch with quite a bit of fascination as I worked the rope with my hands, Her forelegs were tied above her, while her hind legs were tied mainly to separate them. Last was the blindfold, which Twilight seemed to accept quite readily
"By the way, Twilight. Um.. well, you did drink some water before this, did you?"
"Yeah, I did. All for you."
"Oh, my, thank you. So.. shall we begin, then?"
First in the rough script Twilight and I thought up in the afterglow of an earlier night was that I'd tease her first, all the while she did her best to act uncomfortable. I began running my hands around Twilight's mane and chest, slowly moving further down her body as I teased her with my fingers, looking for and and abusing any sensitive spots to illicit gasps from Twilight.
Next up were the better parts of Twilight, the ones both she and I both wanted attention with. One hand massaged her teats as they themselves tickled the fingers as they ran over her cute nipples, while the other, after briefly zigzagging across Twilight's pink slit, began rubbing her glorious butt, moving in circular motions before giving one cheek a firm smack, resulting in a small bounce.
"Ah! W-what are you doing?"
Here was the second part that we planned, Twilight would act as if she didn't want it, all to give me the pleasure of forcing myself on her. Both hands were now rubbing Twilight's firm buttocks, lightly teasing and spanking hard.
"Ngh! Stop it! You're hurting me!"
"What? Oh, goodness, Twilight, I'm sorry, was I too hard?"
"Huh? No, no, I was just, you know, going with our plan. Actually, um, you're a little light."
Twilight's teasing smile was reassuring even while she was blindfolded.
I resumed spanking her, letting each and every bounce of her supple ass entrance me as her firm cheeks grew redder and redder. Each loud smack was accompanied by a yelp or a gasp from Twilight, on occasion a grunt.
"Ugh! Ah! Nghh..."
And perhaps, if she was feeling kind and wanted to and extra favour for me, a scream.
"AAAAAAAH!"
I could only hope that her soundproofing spell worked like she said it would, or the surrounding area would be quite interesting to anyone strolling past the library.
"You naughty girl, you. Still wanting for more, it seems."
Smack.
"No! Please stop, I- Ah!"
Smack.
Twilight's raw bottom was almost glowing red now, the heat radiating from the cheeks contributing to their resemblance to suns. Even if they weren't, one would have to be mad to not wish to praise them. Twilight's protests, her begging for me to stop, claiming how badly it hurt, were given away by her now glistening pink slit and tail waving in the air, as if to draw attention to what she so desperately wanted to present.
"Oh, wait! You can untie me now."
Once Twilight was let go from her bindings, the fidgeting of her hind legs indicated that we were now at the next stage in our little plan. All that water had paid off. Immediately, I loosed myself on her, pinning her to the floor while Twilight screamed and begged for me to get off.
"No, please! I'll do anything, just don't-"
Smack. One light slap to Twilight's face while I was pinning her down. Twilight suddenly kept silent, before some sobbing could be heard.
"T-Twilight? Oh god no, I'm sorry, we can stop her-"
"Huh? I thought we discussed this? You said you'd like it if I acted like this after you slap me."
"We, uh, did? Oh, right, right.."
"And um, you're kind of light, too."
That teasing grin again. At least Twilight knew how she could reassure me. I disrobed, releasing the great pressure upon my groin and staining Twilight back with precum, before positioning myself into her now sopping wet marehood.
"Huh? Ah!"
The head touching Twilight's lips seemed to send a jolt of electricity into her, and judging from how I felt, myself as well.
"No! You can't be..NO! DON'T!"
It was tempting to begin ravishing her right then and there, but I had to take things slowly if I was going to last. Exercising a paragon of self-control, I pushed in, the familliar warm interior of Twilight gently massaging me.
"Ngggh! Please.. stop.. I can't use my magic..."
Twilight's madly waggling tail and movements to match mine were obvious giveaways to the act, though not enough to stop me from going even faster. Twilight's protests soon stopped, and she began to focus on moans and yelps, just as planned. Still pinning her down, I grabbed her mane and pulled her head back, forcing her head upwards and her vocalisations to become more aggressive, all the while her hind legs continued to fidget.
"Eeeargh!"
"Aaaah!"
"Nnng!"
Twilight's soundproofing had best be working, I somehow manged to think over the mad efforts at thrusting into her, her moist walls clamping on my length. Eventually,with a hand working on her and herculean effort, Twilgiht climaxed, letting out a scream as her walls spasmed and her body shook, quivering even as she lost all resistance and let her limbs fall by her side.
"I.. I have to go."
"Try to hold it in a little more, Twilight."
Here was the last bit. Somehow having managed to control myself from finishing in Twilight's slit, I pulled out, leaving a small her fluids to soak out. Twilight courteously lifted her tail for me again, revealing another hole, that small, puckered thing I had been eying. She was no rubbing her back legs together constantly, it wouldn't be long now.
Once done positioning myself, I pushed in, triggering quivering from Twilight's previously still body and more gasps.
"I... really have to go pee!"
"Oh, you'll just have to wait till I'm done."
While it certainly felt different - not as welcoming as her vagina, anal with Twilight was much tighter. Twilight had already did her research and prepared with me, so I had little to worry here and was free to enjoy her all I wanted.
"Ngh!"
Twilight grunted as I began thrusting, letting the tightness of her other, more forbidden hole pleasure me. I began giving her buttocks firm spanks yet again, watching in mild amusement as the bounced on my shaft.It was hard to tell if Twilight was responding to my thrusts or spanks, she seemed to be in time with both of them.
Finally, after a night of repression, I loosed myself into Twilight, letting my ejaculate flow into her butt. It was the release of an entire night Twilight went through for me, it was amazing that I even managed to hold control until now. Spent, I got off Twilight and sat behind her, admiring how white fluid flowed out of her cute tailhole and mixed with her own fluids as it flowed downward to her slit underneath.
"Alright, then! Now, I really, REALLY have to go."
"Oooh, let me come with you."
Twilgith made a dash for the washroom, with me sparing no effort in keeping up with her. Having at long last made it to her goal, she sat herself and - with a look of utmost relief on her face - relieved herself.
Her muscles visibly relaxed, just before a stream of slightly yellow fluid came surging out of the almost invisible hole near her marehood. It began with force, and continued for a while - just how much water did Twilight drink, anyway? By now Twilight had noticed just how I'd squatted to get a good view of her doing her business, and blushed before giggling slightly, my constant enthralled face msot likely being the case. Twilight sighed again as the stream of liquid slightly dissipated, the only other sound being the patter of urine hitting porcelain.
After what seemed like minutes, the flow finally stopped. Twilight, despite her suppressed magic, managed to remove a piece of toilet paper and wiped her private bits with it, giggling and teasing me with a seductive stare as she spread herself out to do so.
The night's activity had taken a lot out of us, and once we had cleaned up the first thing we did was jump into bed. Twilight had that eager look in her eye when she asked.
"Mmmhmm. Thanks a lot, Twilight."
Twilight giggled and pecked me on the cheek.
"Oh, that's okay. It was for you, after all. I enjoyed it, too!"
"I'm still going to have to pay for this, aren't I?"
"Oh, you will."
Twilight lay on top of me and complimented her look with a mischievous grin.
"Hmm. All for you, then. Goodnight, Twilight."
"Goodnight. I love you!"
"Love you too, Twi."
While falling asleep in each others arms wasn't scripted at all, it was easy enough to improvise with.
"Alright, so, first off, I'll let you watch me for a while, while I increase the intensity of my Want-it Need-it Spell. Then, I'll put another spell on you to..."
I was, again, spending another night in Twilight Sparkle's bedroom, so much that it felt no different than my own room any longer. I had a chest of drawers just for my own belongings I left over, and even a favourite mug of mine for drinks whenever I was here. Twilight had far longer than me to mould this room into something that was hers, and it felt like I could belong here as well, seeing as most of what she did matched my tastes.
"...make you a little less... inhibited. It's really a relaxation spell, but under these circumstances, I think it would work out how we want it to, if you, um, know what I mean."
Twilight, right here, was giving me a detailed schedule for what tonight was to be. She was seated in front of me, showing me the notes on exactly how much dosage of magic I would need to put my mind into the state we wanted, and exactly how things would go. Despite the... subject matter, she wore the same enthusiasm she did whenever she had fortune enough for an opportunity to explain to me some archaic concept or another, eyes wide as she chattered on.
"Right, so..."
Her horn glowed, and then I found myself unable to think of very much. Any attempt to rationalise whatever was going on failed, as any and all thoughts were redirected to just how enrapturing Twilight was at the time. Her horn glow was so pleasant to look at, the mild amusement yet excitement on her face-
As the glow stopped, so was my head cleared. Twilight still looked pretty, but not so debilitating to the psyche.
"And, that's just one of the spells I'm going to be putting you under. Did you like it?"
It was interesting, to say the least. Even if I wanted to, it would have been hard to refuse her enthusiasm.
"I'd imagine it work interestingly once we have the other, uh, factors up, Twilight. What else?"
She beamed.
"Well, not much, really. Once those herbs you took take effect, the combination of spells like this will-hmm? You're pretty still.. looks like it's starti-"
Everything around me began to blur, as I was put into some sort of daze. Twilight did tell me the exact mass and composition of whatever it was she put in my food, but I hadn't the time to look them up before she sat me down for her lecture. Not that I would be able to recall much at this point in time, regardless. All I saw was a purple mass shifting closer to me, till its smallest segment was right in front of my face.
"Heehee, you look funny when you're trying so hard to concentrate. Now, just relax~"
Something warm and moist touched my lips. Twilight's kiss felt pleasant enough for me to focus a little better, even being able to ignore the glow her horn was giving off. Gradually, Twilight's image became clearer, though the rest of her bedroom remained blur, and in fact only seemed to melt even more into a mesh of colours.
Leaning on me as I sat cross-legged on the floor, she put her head to my ear, letting her breath tickle it for a good while as she spoke.
"Goodness... do you realise just how helpless you are? Why, I could do anything to you right now, and here you are trapped in your own mind.."
Not that I could find much quarter to respond. Twilight's scent was suddenly overpowering. The hints of musk I would usually struggle to sense now clouded my senses, so that I could only smell Twilight herself. In a room silent save for her whisperings, only one entity could exist: Twilight Sparkle herself, who was my everything right there and then.
"Well? What do you have.. but me? "
She began to rub her hooves on me, applying just the right amount of pressure for me to feel, yet crave more. I couldn't reach out to her, her magic had somehow immobilised me, I could not even feel myself. All there was to feel was her coat brushing my skin, till it went over my clothes and I tried to beg with my eyes for her to strip me. Now, she had me on the floor, while she stood over me, her breath still teasing my ear.
"What are you going to do, now? I could just leave you here, you know. I do have a lot of studying to do. But why don't I teach you? Promise me you'll do everything I say?"
Her deep purple eyes pierced into mine now, ensuring I would never escape them. The, again, her horn glowed. Pink blobs began to pop out, enveloping her before they seem to vanish into her. Then, suddenly, came the change. Twilight Sparkle was everything. I would have her, I would be hers. If I could not control her, I would have her control me. I wanted her, I needed her. I would do everything to her, I'd let her to anything to me, I would-
"Well? Maybe if you answer and stop struggling, I'll give you something nice~"
She brushed my lips with a hoof, making me aware that my mouth had even existed .
"Yes, yes! I'll be yours to toy and play with, Twilight! Please, Twilight..."
She smiled. It was so pretty.
"Good boy."
As my strength was slowly returning the more I looked at Twilight, she conjured some purple strands. Like a good slave, I obeyed and gleefully offered up my arms for binding. Twilight was grinning, with some blush that marked her, so, so pretty. She hesitated a little, and I grew impatient, for I needed to feel her every single moment. I reached out, trying to touch her-
SMACK
A glowing strand of light hit my offending arm. Twilight's eyes widened a little, possibly afraid of hurting me, as if it even mattered to me right now. It stung, but Twilight was the one hitting me. She hit me because she loves me. I just wasn't good enough, but she hit me because she wants to give me a chance. The pain was that proof, her mark on me.
"Naughty students have to be punished, you know. I don't like to do it, but you were being so bad. Trying to touch me just because you couldn't wait?"
Back to that grin, those eyes that made me want to reach out so badly to her. No matter what, however, I had to obey. Twilight told me to.
"Good boy. I'll forgive for now. Just relax..."
Using her mouth, she began undoing the buttons on my shirt. The few times her warm tongue brushed against my skin as she worked, were the only times I did not have absolute focus on the scent of her mane. Only those briefest of seconds where her warm, moist tip did not touch me, where ones where I could recognise that same mix of lavender and pony mare, the one that I loved to bury myself in at night, now affecting me more than ever thanks to her magic.
Once Twilight went onto my pants, only then did I have a hint of my own need. Her chin, lightly touching me as her mouth worked on the button, was both heaven and hellish. It felt so good, yet it could have been so much more, especially since I was being teased where I needed it. No, I had to be a good boy for Twilight. No trying to break out of my bonds and touch her myself. No matter how much I needed it.
It seemed as though days passed, as Twilight slowly took off my pants, then took her time with my undergarments before she at last, with her mouth again, took them off in the slowest way she could possibly do. At once, a great load of pressure was released, and I needed so much, so much more than I thought.
Whatever came out took Twilight's interest greatly, as she stared intently at it, licking her lips.
"Oh, my. Looks like my student is eager! Well, are you? Have you been good to Miss Sparkle?"
As Twilight Spoke, she crept closer and closer to my face, again. How she was positioned, my need was brushing right where another moist part of her was.
"I-I have! Please, Miss Sparkle, could you help me?"
"Maybe if you'll do me some favours first, my faithful student."
First, she conjured a strand of magic , solidifying itself as it wound around my neck, forming a collar. Her magic as my collar, it was proof I belonged to her. She turned around, giving me a beautiful view of her hindquarters. She lifted her tail, as if I even needed a marker at all to indicate where I had to look at. Slowly, her butt lowered, until my vision was lost in a sea of purple, decorated in the warmth of her body.
"Go on. Let's see if you remember what I already taught you."
She grinded something moist against my mouth. Instinctively, I licked, digging my tongue into something of her's that was unmistakable. She gasped a little, a good sign for me to keep it up, doing my bit to please Miss Sparkle.
"Oh-Oooh! I think you remember very well! Maybe you can have a little something... just between us, hmm?"
With one hoof, she touched my tip. Just once, enough for me to pause, waiting for more. What came next was, instead, a shock not unlike electricity, and another whip.
"You don't get any rewards if you don't work hard, big boy. You're not done yet, you know? Now, I want you to say you're sorry while you please me. Go on."
In the midst of licking into her, speaking was difficult.
Ah'thowwy. It came out something like this, but Miss Sparkle seemed pleased enough to give off a lovely sigh. Did I do well?
"Very good. You can continue working now. And no stopping, or you'll be punished again. Under-stood, hmm?"
With that, Miss Sparkle again reached out to my tip. She played around with it as she pleased, rubbing it however she liked, while I struggled to keep my pace. Miss Sparkle was such a kind lady, giving me a chance to pleasure her, and even giving me rewards for doing well. I wasn't afraid of the punishment, I wanted it so badly, because Miss Sparkle wasn't giving up on me if she saw fit to hit me. I just couldn't disappoint her, I couldn't. So even as she poked and smacked it around as she pleased, I had to keep trucking on.
"Aaaahhh..."
Miss Sparkle was trembling. Did I pass her test? I dared not pause to find out.
"Ooooh!"
A gush of her approval came out, filling my mouth with her sweet, sweet juices. I lapped it up, I lapped it all up. Not a drop had to be wasted, it would be such a shame to lose anything so precious.
"Good, I don't even have to tell you to clean up when you're done. Looks like you've earned yourself something better, hmm? As long as you keep working, that is."
Shifting herself again, so that her whole body was pinning me down, something else soft and moist touched my tip. While I kept playing with Miss Sparkle's insides with my tongue, she did the same, licking all over my member in reward for homework well done. I had actually earned her approval! It felt even better knowing I did something good for Miss Sparkle, than her tongue busy massaging me.
"Mmm....MMMPH!"
Again, she shook, another sign I was being a good student for Miss Sparkle. More reward spilled out of her, while her tail began to wag rapidly. As she felt me begin to pulse in time with her, though, there was a loud smack on my leg. She had whipped me again.
"Don't even THINK about releasing yourself yet. I haven't-ah, given you permission, you know."
Oh, no. I could only make up for this infraction by working even harder then before, but she stopped me.
"Since you have been so good, though... maybe I'll give you an even better reward. How about a new assignme nt?"
I could only register the mischief in her tone for a moment, before only 'reward' and 'assignment' registered in my mind, staying there. Miss Sparkle lifted herself off me, then again repositioned herself so her beautiful face was right by my own. Another strand of magic appeared in the air, this time attaching itself to my collar, while the other end rested in her's mouth as a leash.
Taking an eternity for each millimetre of motion, she lowered herself. Her back end was going down, till something warm and comfortable wrapped itself around me.
"Ah..."
Miss Sparkle grunted. It was very flattering to know that I could make her happy as much as I did.
"You know..."
Her nose was touching mine, her lips brushing against my own as she spoke.
"You are very special to me, so I'm going to give you a very special treat. Don't make any mistakes, or I will, again punish you."
She tugged on my collar with the leash.
"Understood? But I trust you'll be a good boy. You're my very special student, you know."
"A-am I?"
She giggled.
"Heeheehee. Yes, you are. Now, work hard with me!"
She began to thrust against me, her hips moving at a slow, steady pace. I timed myself with her, moving in time so that we'd come closer together simultaneously, before drifting apart just so we could reunite. Miss Sparkle was actually letting me inside her, there was no excuse for me if I didn't do the best I could.
"Aah! Aaah..."
Though she held onto my leash, Miss Sparkle didn't seem to be in any condition to use it, meaning I was performing well for her. As she started moving faster, so did I. I had to make sure I wasn't too slow or going too fast, because Miss Sparkle's pleasure was the only thing that mattered, and I had to follow her every directive. Her insides only grew slicker, as more of her juices pooled out and onto me, covering me in more of her validation. Knowing I could give so much back to her was the most wonderful thing of all.
"Nggh.. so good.. ah!"
She dropped the leash from her mouth in her gasp, and having lost her control, thrust herself against me in madness. It was so, so, flattering, that I was special enough to Miss Sparkle for her to let me be the one to lose herself to! She panted just as rapidly as she moved, eyes tightly shut as she breathed into my face, while I barely kept up, willpower compelling me to do so for Her.
"Eeeeeaaaaaah! Oooh.... cum, cuuum..."
She quaked for the third time, collapsing onto me as she lost herself in her throes. I held back no longer, letting myself loose with her as warm, sticky fluid began to fill her up. Her hooves found their way to my back, and began digging into me as she embraced me in the tightest hug she could, letting the one she gave a special post to be her pillar in her need. Then, she lay still, her laboured breathing again gently stirring my ears as she lay on my body, ears twitching every now and then.
"Well, well, well..."
She stood up, nudging me to sit up.
"You pass.. with flying colours. One more thing, though: clean up for me, will you?"
She sat down and spread herself, letting her flower blossom to me as white liquid seeped out. Obediently, I bent down, and did my work again, tasting the fruits of our mutual labours while Twilight nuzzled my head from above. Miss Twilight sparkle, Miss Twilight Sparkle...
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"Oh, you're awake! That was quick.."
A familiar, comfortable softness lay under me. It appeared to be Twilight's bed, just as Twilight was about to put a blanket around me.
"I decided I'd let you rest a bit when you fell asleep while I was undoing the spells. Guess we could, um, hang out a little more here!"
She put herself right next to me, then drew the covers around us. While I tried to move in to hug her, I found myself too tired, so Twilight did the job for me and pulled me to her, then my arms around her.
"Wouldn't it be nice if we could do this every night? Come to think of it, you spend every weekend here anyway, unless I come visit you."
"Yeah. Not that there's much of a difference anyway, I think I have half of what was once my bedroom here now."
Twilight shifted even closer, then looked up to me from our embrace.
"That's what I'm saying. So.. why don't you move in with me?"
"I..."
Did she really say what I heard?
"I mean, it's so nice to get to wake up with you, or fall asleep reading with you, or, um doing other things, hahaha..."
She blushed at that last phrase.
"And you'd get to play with Spike every day, too. It'll be like a family over here. Soo-"
I didn't let her finish, she didn't need to. My mouth, locked over hers, was enough to get her to understand my point.
"Of course I'd move in with you, Twilight. Getting to live with you.. goodness, it's like a dream come true.
Her eyes beamed.
"S-so.. right! I'll need to think about how much food we're going to buy from now on, maybe you could check how much you buy every week? Then we'll have to..."
There really was too much to do right now, when all I wanted to do was rest. I had to stifle a yawn.
"Oh... guess we could discuss that in the morning, huh? Come here, you..."
Another night of I love yous, and then slumber for the last time as an outsider. Tomorrow, I would be in a family.
