Oh dear Celestia, I can’t believe I’m doing this, Twilight murmured, her mane in a frizzle. The newly-appointed alicorn princess was certainly freaking out in an appropriate fashion.
If anypony catches me, I’ll be in so much trouble, Twilight reminded herself, taking a deep breath to calm her nerves. This was her one and only opportunity to complete what she set out to do this night.
Being atop the castle roofs wasn’t exactly legal, mostly because of the fact she was currently spying on the royal kitchen through a skylight. Glancing back through the window she was overlooking, she had a clear view of a kitchen where most of the staff were steadily emptying out. In only a few minutes time, it would be abandoned. The perfect time for her to enter.
Once she was sure there wasn’t anyone left inside, she carefully unlatched the window from the other side using her magic. Lifting the glass up to squeeze her body through, she dropped down. She slowed her descent with the sudden unfurling of her wings, landing with hardly a sound.
Sighing in relief, she ducked behind a counter. Peeking around its corner, her eyes inspected the tidy kitchen. Fridge at the back, ovens near the corner, a counter for slicing and dicing vegetables on the side. None of those mattered for what she was looking for.
There. Near the ceiling. A cabinet. And inside that far-off cabinet was her prize. Her rare, golden prize. Why they hid such a treasure in such an unguarded kitchen, she’d never know, but at least that made her job easier for snatching it.
While her morals against stealing were strong, her hunger and desperation were much greater, which is why she hid her nefarious activities from all prying eyes. Neither the princesses nor her friends knew of her dastardly acts, and she intended to keep it that way.
Slinking away in the shadows that the kitchen counters provided, she steadily inched her way closer to the cabinet. While teleporting there would’ve saved her time, where was the fun in that? Just because she had magic didn’t mean she should use it all the time.
Squinting her eyes as she rapidly approached her target, she rolled across the floor in a very spy-like manner, and promptly slammed her head against the oven upon completion of her roll.
Grumbling and holding her bruised noggin in pain, she glared at her surroundings to make sure no one heard that. Wincing slightly at the sharp spike of pain from the bump on her head, she picked herself up and stared up at the cabinet’s doors.
Here is where she could be lazy and go down the magical route. With a glow of her horn the doors opened up. Levitating a carton down from its contents, Twilight licked her lips as she set her prize down before her.
With eager hooves she tore open the carton, a golden light illuminating the room as her eyes sparkled in amazement at the treasure before her. Ever so gently, she reached inside and pulled out one of the golden delights.
With one rapid move she ripped off the plastic wrapping, holding the delicacy in her hoof like it was a newborn foal.
“Twilight, is that really you?” the Twinkie asked, surprised to see the alicorn. The Twinkie was truly a sight for sore eyes. His coat glistened with his sugary sweetness, the yellow pastry hiding an even sweeter treat inside itself. A treat Twilight wanted to lap at all day.
“Yes. I just couldn’t be without you for a moment longer,” Twilight said to the pastry, running a hoof down his deliciously squishy side. “Every night I dream of once more being in your embrace.”
“Me too, my love. Me too,” he whispered, staring into her eyes with a loveful intent. “Are you sure we can continue doing these nightly visits. Surely someone will find out...”
“No one will, I can assure you that,” Twilight told him, calming his icing-filled nerves. She brought him up closer to her lips, her tongue resting just on the tip of his yellow baked goods. “Now, why don’t I show you that good I promised you?”
“Anything for you, my princess,” the Twinkie spoke gallantly, causing Twilight to giggle in delight.
Not wanting to waste another moment when they could be lovemaking, Twilight started off with gentle kisses on his head. The Twinkie shuddered against her touch, Twilight’s lips gentle like a summer’s breeze as she scooped up his crumbs.
“Oh... y-yeah. You c-certainly are... ah... eager tonight,” the Twinkie whispered, his velvety smooth outside quickly being covered in Twilight’s saliva.
The only response Twilight could give was a muffled ‘mmph’ as she took more of him in her mouth. His sticky coating soon made her tongue ecstatic to lick up every inch of him. Her tongue was like a snake in this regard, brushing and squeezing him in rapid movements.
The Twinkie tried vainly to hold back a moan, his entire body shuddering from Twilight’s skilled tongue lashing. She was relentless, her inhibitions all but forgotten as she went right down to business.
“O-oh dear... a-ah!” the Twinkie muttered, feeling some of his sticky goo begin to build up in a large amount. Twilight’s lips were squeezing around his length, intent to make him blow with pent up tension. “T-Twilight, I–oh... can’t hold on m-much longer!”
Twilight took this as her cue to quicken her pace, her hooves holding one of his ends as her head bobbed up and down on his length, taking it all in her mouth. She could feel him tremble on her tongue, only making her want his payoff all the more.
Finally, with a large groan of relief, he released. Twilight’s eyes rolled to the back of her head as a glazed expression overcame her face. The beautiful and overwhelming taste of her love’s sticky white seed filling her mouth made her ecstatic with pleasure.
After a few more tongue licks he was empty, Twilight having sucked away all his filling. Panting, as she finally released her hold on his body, he muttered, “W-wow... that was intense.”
“Now don’t get too relaxed,” Twilight reminded him, licking away an extra white stream from around her mouth. “I still have plenty more planned for you tonight.”
A camera in the high up corner of the kitchen focused its lens, watching closer as Twilight continued with the passionate lovemaking with her snackfood love.
“So, this is seriously what you two have been doing every Tuesday night?” Celestia asked, arching back in her seat on the couch as she stared at the large tv screen.
Luna nodded her head, popping another Milk Dud in her mouth. “And even Thursdays, if Twilight gets hungry enough.”
“I should really record this sometime,” Discord said, munching on another piece of popcorn.
“I expected this type of thing from Discord. But Luna, I thought you were more responsible than this,” Celestia chided as her sister rolled her eyes.
“You want me to turn it off then?” Discord asked, pointing to where Twilight was about to get it on with three Twinkies at once.
“Oh heavens no,” Celestia answered, holding out her hoof to Luna while staring intently at the screen. “Now, pass me some Milk Duds.”
“Of course,” the chef growled in contempt, the pony the first one in the kitchen at the crack of dawn once more. “Of course this has to happen again! For pete’s sake, there’s a trash can not three feet away!”
Huffing in annoyance, he stared down at the open box of Twinkies, along with numerous wrappers littering the floor. Another morning of having to clean up this type of mess. Those new locks on the doors did nothing to prevent this.
“And what’s with all this sticky white stuff on the floor?”
