Rare Submission

It had taken over two hours to get Fluttershy to cry out during their game of Hush. Even though the "scream" from Fluttershy was little more than a breathy "yay," it was clear that she was having a good time - the way her lower legs wrapped around Rarity and her front hooves pulled at the arm of her couch made it perfectly clear.

Rarity gave the now sleeping yellow pegasus a gentle kiss on her forehead, whispered a goodbye, and quietly let herself out of the house. She knew that Angel would wake Fluttershy up in a couple of hours for food and cuddles and she wanted her friend to get a bit of rest while she could. Her critters, which she knew Fluttershy loved dearly, were certainly a great deal of work.

The sky had turned a deep purplish blue and Rarity took note of how beautiful the full moon that was slowly rising was, she'd have to mention how lovely the nights were to Princess Luna the next time she saw her. The gentle chirruping of crickets, the long croaks of frogs settling in for the night, and soft rustle of leaves in the evening breeze lulled Rarity nerves and quieted any worries she had earlier in the day. The bruises on her inner thighs from the night before had faded to near invisibility thanks to Fluttershy's ministrations (and it wasn't like it hadn't been fun getting them anyway) so no harm was done and she needn't worry about the town finding out.

"Hiya, Rarity, what brings you out here this late at night?"

Rarity blinked a few times as she pulled herself back out of her reverie. Applejack was standing in the middle of the bridge with an applecart strapped to her. Only a few apples were still in the cart, it must have been a very good day for business.

"Oh, hello there, Applejack. Just out for a bit of a stroll, that's all."

"Comin' back from Fluttershy's place?" Applejack asked with a smirk.

"Hm? Well, yes. We were having a girl's night in."

"I bet," Applejack said and winked. "How'd you like to come over to the farm?"

"It is late," Rarity said, "and I really should get my beauty rest."

"Awe now, you're pretty enough as it is." Applejack could be a smooth talker for a hayseed, "I found a barrel of Granny's mooncider hidden in the back of the barn. High gravity stuff."

"I really don't know if I'm up for drinking tonight, Applejack dear."

"Ah, c'mon. I promise I'll have you in bed by midnight," Applejack said and waggled her unstyled, yet somehow still charming, eyebrows.

Rarity bit her lower lip and fussed over her thoughts for a minute.

"That doesn't mean I'll get any rest though," she said as she gave the earth pony a sideways glare through narrowed eyes.

"No, I expect not." Applejack agreed, "So, are ya in?"

"I suppose somepony does need to help you drink that mooncider," she said as she rolled her eyes playfully.

"That's the spirit!"

They talked about Applejack's day at the market as they walked down the dirt road back to the Sweet Apple Acres. There had been an entire train of visitors from Manehattan that had come out to try "country food" for the day. They'd left with sacks of apples, cakes from Mr. and Mrs. Cake's shop, and had even purchased take out from a few of the local restaurants to bring home to their friends in the city.

"City folk sure do get riled up over things. They said they'd been reading a new hit diet book that told them all that eating food from the countryside was better for them than anything they'd get in a can in the city."

"Well, I'm sure that's probably true, what with all the preservation spells they put on those things," Rarity agreed.

When they finally reached the farm, Rarity sat down outside the barn and waited as Applejack unhitched the applecart, threw a tarp over it, and tied everything in place. She was always amazed at how deft the earth ponies could be with their mouths and hooves. She couldn't imagine doing so much every day without even a little bit of levitation magic. The book shelving and other tasks at Twilight's were difficult enough and sometimes she cheated when Twilight wasn't looking or just to get her to deal out a little "punishment" (a little slap on the flank, here and there, wasn't always a bad thing). However, to spend every day without magic... She couldn't deny that she was always a little impressed and sometimes a little jealous.

"Well, that about takes care of that," Applejack said as she gave the cart a gentle pat, "Whatcha say we make a dent in that barrel of mooncider?"

"Sounds delightful."

Applejack led her to a distant corner of the old barn and pulled back a dust and hay covered tarp to reveal an old wooden barrel with a shiny new spigot sticking out of it. Nearby, two steel steins on a silver serving tray were placed on an overturned milk crate with a blue silk cloth draped over it.

"Had a little taste of it last night. Has a bit of a bite to it," Applejack said as she filled one of the mugs.

"Let me be the judge of that," Rarity said and accepted the overflowing stein.

She drew in a deep draft of the cider and then immediately let out a spurt of coughs.

"You're right," she said as she fought back the tears in her eyes, "quite the viscous bite to it."

Applejack chuckled and said, "Don't worry, you'll get used to it after the first few."

"Just how many of these do you expect me to drink?"

"Oh... as many as it takes."

An hour later and they were both stumbling around the barn as they told stories about their wild adventures in high school. Applejack couldn't believe that Rarity had never so much as kissed anypony until she was well out of school. Rarity was shocked at the number of conquests Applejack boasted about.

"Really, that many?"

"T'ain't like it's really that many."

"But I mean, for a young filly still just in high school?"

"You make it sound like I was some sort of teen slut."

"I don't mean that-- It's just, I never thought you'd have ever been that wild."

"I'm still a little wild," slurred Applejack, "Ya know though, you're the only filly I ever been with."

"I'm hardly a filly anymore," Rarity said and blushed a deep crimson.

"You ain't no nag, that's for sure! And you're plenty young for me. And pretty. How do you keep your body in such good shape when you're always makin' dresses and goin' to the spa?" Applejack asked as she pulled Rarity close to her and ran her hooves over her back and down to her haunches, "You're a firm apple if I ever felt one."

Rarity wrapped all four of her legs around Applejack. Every move the earth pony made sent ripples through muscles that had been built up and trained through a lifetime of hard farm work. She loved how AJ's strength could be felt in even the slightest shifting of her weight when she held onto the farmer like this.

"Not nearly as firm as you," Rarity whispered as she let her front hooves trace the muscles in Applejack's powerful back.

Applejack slowly leaned back and pulled Rarity down with her. She loved how the unicorn felt on top of her. Her toned body, almost like a dancer's, pressed down gently on her own sturdy frame. The scent of her mane as it draped over her face seemed like a cool, tickling, summer shower of lavender and roses.

"Darlin' you sure know how to turn a filly on," Applejack said.

"You sure it's me and not just the mooncider?" Rarity teased her friend before leaning in for a kiss.

Applejack pressed her lips back against Rarity's. Her kisses were rough and clumsy, but sweet and warm. Rarity suspected that if apple pie were turned into a kiss, it would be a great deal like Applejack's kisses. When they parted, she slowly started kissing around Applejack's neck, taking the time to playfully pinch here and there with her teeth - nothing that would leave a mark, mind you, just enough to keep her attention.

"Oh, Sugarcube, mmm," Applejack muttered as she continued to let her hooves roam Rarity's taught body.

Suddenly, there was a blue blur followed by a fading rainbow where Rarity had been. It took a moment for the reality of what had just happened to settle into Applejack's cider blurred mind, but she stood up and tossed her hat to the ground a moment later.

"Rainbow Dash, you get back here with her right now! Ya, hear?" Applejack called out to the laughing pegasus who was speeding away with all of her plans for the night, "Darn it all to heck and back! And it was just startin' to get good."

"Eyup," a deep voice from the loft said.

Applejack peered up into the shadows at the large red stallion smiling sheepishly down at her from the hay loft and stomped her hoof.

"You been up there spyin' on us the whole time, Big Mac?"

"Eyup."

"I'm gonna come up there and kick the snot outta you!"

"Nope," he said and then bolted across the loft floor, jumped out the window, and took off towards the farm house at a full gallop. Applejack followed close behind, explaining loudly and in detail just how much he'd regret being born.