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Chapter 23: The Letter

Rarity woke up next to her lover feeling rejuvenated. She gave Twilight a soft kiss that woke her from her peaceful slumber. Twilight smiled at Rarity as her eyes slowly opened.

“Good morning,” she mumbled, then looked at her devilishly. “Do you have somewhere to be?”

“Oh, darling, I know exactly what you’re implying,” Rarity crooned. “But unfortunately, I have to get straight to work on some orders on which I’ve procrastinated a bit too much. Would you care to help me?”

“Sure,” Twilight said, “just let me get up first…”

“Would you like to shower together to save time?” Rarity asked with a wink. Twilight rolled her eyes playfully.

“Knowing us, it’d probably take longer if we do it that way,” she reasoned.

“Fair enough,” Rarity said. “I’ll let you take the first shower, as it is your home.”

“Hey, I think you gave up on that idea a little too quickly,” Twilight complained.

“Not before you did, darling,” Rarity said. “Will we at least have time for a bit of pleasure at the end of the day? We can stay at the boutique if you’d like.”

“That sounds nice,” Twilight said. “It’s a deal.”

She rose and made her way to the bathroom, leaving Rarity to attempt to run a brush through her mane. It was so unkempt in the morning, and it took her far too long to shape it just right before the day began. It would take even longer with a dry mane, so she soon gave up on the prospect and went downstairs to grab a quick breakfast.

When Rarity came down the stairs, she saw Spike and Pinkie cuddled up and fast asleep. Knowing better than to wake them, she went to the kitchen and levitated over two slices of bread, a jar of jelly, and a butter knife.

She enjoyed the quick breakfast as she ran over designs in her head, but her mind kept wandering to Twilight in the shower. Rarity considered going into the bathroom and surprising her with a massage. Maybe I could massage a very specific place on her body, she thought. No, no, there’ll be time for that later, as much as you want to take part in it now.

It would have been too late anyway, as Twilight came down the stairs about a minute later. Rarity held a hoof to her lips and pointed to Spike and Pinkie on the couch. Twilight nodded and gave Rarity a peck on the cheek as they switched roles. Twilight used the bread and jelly already out, but she used her magic to brown the bread and make toast.

It took a bit longer for Rarity to finish up in the bathroom than Twilight had, but soon the two of them were ready to leave. They opened the door quietly so as not to disturb Spike and Pinkie, and they shut it behind them just as quietly.

When they arrived at Carousel Boutique, Rarity saw the flag standing up on her mailbox.

“The mail’s awfully early today,” she said, levitating the pile of mail out from the mailbox. Most of it was the usual junk, but underneath the pile of promotional letters was one addressed to her from Hard Core.

“Oh my, whatever could he want?” Rarity asked. Twilight looked over the envelope as well to confirm from where it had been postmarked.

“Well, let’s go inside so we can read it,” she said. Rarity didn’t need to be told twice; she and Twilight hustled into the boutique and took seats on the couch. Rarity opened the letter quickly and unfolded it so she and Twilight could read it.

Dear Rarity,

How are things? The film’s been an enormous success, thanks in no small part to you, and as a result, we’ve reconsidered your request to take on a role as costume designer.

Your work on the film was very much appreciated, and it’s become so successful that we’d be fools not to take up your offer to continue working with us. Therefore, I speak on behalf of all the executives at the studio to offer you that position as lead costume designer.

I know what you must be thinking. That no-good harlot is running back to me now because of all the money from that film. Yes, it’s true. This is a business, and it behooves us to make decisions based on the bottom line.

We weren’t sure if starring an Element of Harmony would lead to a successful film. We were afraid the idea would spark some controversy and tarnish our reputation. (Listen to me, talking about the reputation of a porn studio!)

So, we were pleasantly surprised when our fears were proven wrong, and we wish for you to work with us in any way that you want. If that means becoming the lead costume designer, then we will definitely welcome you back to the studio and look forward to what will be truly exquisite work.

Let me know in a reply if you want to take up the opportunity. You can even work from Ponyville if you don’t want to uproot yourself from your home.

Looking forward to hearing back from you either way.

Regards,

Hard Core

“What are you going to do?” Twilight asked. Rarity kept staring at the letter blankly. Twilight nudged her and snapped her out of her reverie.

“Well...it’s not exactly the kind of work I was expecting to get into, but I did request it before, and it would be foolish of me to turn down the offer now. Besides, it should be more consistent work than taking orders from clients, and that bodes well for my bottom line. And besides, it gives me a chance to work my way into another film if I so choose.”

“You’d really do another one?” Twilight asked.

“What can I say? The process is infectious, and I’ve found myself wondering what more I can do while on film. I daresay I will accept this offer!”

“Are you sure that’s what you really want?” Twilight asked.

“Yes, I am. But you sound unsure. Do you have any trepidations about this change in my career?”

Twilight stopped to think for a moment, then rested a hoof on Rarity’s shoulder. “I never expected that you would ever be involved in the industry of pornography, and the idea seems strange to me even now. But don’t let me stop you from pursuing what interests you. I’ll support you no matter what you decide.”

“And I’m sure me staying in Ponyville makes it a lot easier for you to support my decision.”

“Well, I guess so,” Twilight said, blushing. “I’d miss you if you had to move to Canterlot.”

“Oh, I appreciate that,” Rarity said. “What do you say we get to work on the orders from the last of my clientele, and then have some fun to celebrate?”

“I would very much like that,” Twilight said.

“Then there’s no time to lose!” Rarity announced. “Let’s get to work.”

As the sun set on what had been a long, exhausting day, the prospect of sex was just enough to keep Twilight and Rarity energized. They entered Rarity’s bedroom with a half-empty bottle of wine trailing behind them. Twilight set the wine bottle down on the floor and joined Rarity in the bed.

Rarity leaned close and kissed Twilight softly on the lips. Twilight wrapped her hooves around Rarity’s neck and held her close as they exchanged tongues. Rarity’s hooves wandered down Twilight’s back, prodding at the various muscles to relax them.

“You’re quite tense, dear,” Rarity whispered. “I know today was rough, and you’re not quite used to my workload.”

“I’m fine,” Twilight cooed.

“Are you sure you don’t want me to give you a massage?”

“I know exactly what I want you to massage,” Twilight crooned. She took Rarity’s hoof into her own and brought it down to her loins, pressing it close to her succulent lips.

“Well, in that case,” Rarity said, “the feeling is mutual.”

Twilight took the hint and brought her hoof down to Rarity’s own pair of lips. The two of them slowly rubbed each other, feeling the slickness of their partner as their bodies began to lubricate them. The slippery fluid loosened their lips enough to allow their hooves to penetrate their partners, and their hooves quickly pushed in and out as the heat of the room intensified.

Twilight brought Rarity in for a fierce kiss as the two of them continued to rub each other down. Rarity felt like she was almost ready to burst, and chided herself for climaxing so quickly. It couldn’t be helped, though. Twilight’s touch sent a spark through her heart that was unmatched by anypony else she had ever been with, including that debonair Italian Stallion. Indeed, Twilight’s hoof felt better than any penis she had ever had inside of her precisely because of who that hoof belonged to. Twilight, needless to say, felt the exact same way.

Rarity broke the kiss to gasp audibly to release some of the pent up energy inside her. This encouraged Twilight to continue stroking her sensitive clit, and she felt closer to climaxing herself, knowing what she was doing to her lover. Twilight could feel the slick nectar squirt out from Rarity’s blooming flower, and soon Rarity’s cries of ecstasy filled the room.

“Oh, Twilight!” Rarity cried as she felt her mind go numb with pleasure. Rarity was too busy with her orgasm to continue to stroke Twilight effectively. In fact, she removed her hoof and held on tightly to the bedsheets as she gyrated her hips. The climax finally eased, and Rarity stared at Twilight with a deep smile.

“Simply wonderful, darling,” she said softly. “Now allow me to return the favor.”

Rarity lowered her head to Twilight’s luscious lips and ran her tongue across her folds. Twilight gasped with delight as Rarity’s tongue probed her, lapping lightly at her clit with a delicate touch that was uniquely Rarity’s. It was wonderful to be here with her, to lean back and enjoy the intense pleasure the mare of her dreams was granting her.

Rarity used her hoof to help spread out Twilight’s slick fluids across her lips, then gave them a fierce kiss. Her tongue continued to lap at her, and Twilight was soon driven over the edge. She thrust her hips forward and dislodged Rarity from her vagina, but Rarity rubbed her vigorously with her hoof to help finish the job.

Once Twilight had settled down, the two of them kissed fiercely as the room began to cool. They slowly came to a halt and stared at each other dreamily.

“Did I ever tell you how much I enjoyed your spread?” Twilight asked.

“You never had to,” Rarity replied, kissing Twilight softly as the two of them lay in bed while Celestia’s sun was setting.