Happiness Lies Across the Room

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A sharp pain on the back of your neck makes it hard to open your eyes. The realization of such pain sends your brain into overdrive. Soon, your entire system is flooded with adrenalin, and the endorphins released allow you to move just barely. Your heart rate shoots through the roof as you open your eyes and squirm about as you can, turning on your stomach, ready to crawl. The blurriness in your vision begins to fade, and you find yourself in an open grassy field in the early hours of dawn. This isn’t right. There’s no way I-- you think as you begin to hyperventilate. Before you black out again, you notice your things scattered around you, pieces of your equipment and personal possessions everywhere, thundering sounds filling the air as explosions. In between all this you notice something else: a colorful rainbow made its way across the sky in your direction, approaching quite fast and aimed dead on you.

“… I really am dead... aren’t I?” You utter these words as everything turns to black.

It’s been half a year since.

Back then, you woke up in what you were then taught was the castle of Canterlot, in the presence of the rulers of the land, Princess Celestia and Princess Luna, who were in turn surrounded by an impressive team of scientists. Of course, the fact they were all talking equines freaked you out at first, and rightfully so. They had few reservations about interrogating you without as much as a thought for your position, though in hindsight you believe you were treated much better here than most humans would’ve treated them had the tables been turned.

For the first month or so, you stayed in Canterlot, getting acquainted with the land, studying Equestrian society. In the beginning you believed it was all a dream - that at any minute you would snap out of it and wake up on one of your worktables down in your lab, just like most of the other times you had these delusions. But that belief died out in time. You found it ironic you were an outsider even in your own world, among your own people - only to end up somewhere your species wasn’t even anywhere to be found.

Once you’d proven you were no threat to anyone but the disgruntled royal chefs who tried with all their efforts to make you eat grass and other plants, the princess of the Sun granted you full citizenship and announced your presence to the other ponies, unicorns and pegasi in the country. You were now free to leave, go wherever you wanted. Except... you had nowhere to go.

You’d been acquainted with Twilight Sparkle, one of the ‘scientists’ there when you woke up. She was a young unicorn, Celestia’s prodigy, and it was her who brought you to the attention of the princesses after she and her friends found you at the crash site. Her curiosity often got the best of her, and though both of you were socially inept, it was probably that same curiosity that allowed the two of you to become friends. She often asked you about your home planet and how you got here. And you often received her guidance on proper pony etiquette.

Twilight offered for you to stay at her library in Ponyville upon your release from quarantine. Your modesty tried to convince you to decline the offer, but you knew you didn’t have many options. Furthermore, you knew that you had crash landed just outside of town, so perhaps your stuff was still around. You could try to get to your schematics - maybe try to build a way back home. And in the meantime, Ms. Sparkle could help. For science...

It’s around 6 PM now, and you just finished making your way back to the library - your cart carrying a few things you managed to find while scavenging the edges of the Everfree Forest. Mostly books and magazines, you pack them into a box and bring them inside for reviewing later.

“Oh, hello!” A voice comes from the library’s second floor. Twilight had just poked her head from behind a pile of books she was likely rearranging in her room. She smiled warmly at you. “How was the scavenge hunt today? Anything useful?” while returning to handling books assisted by her magic, hiding again behind the mountain of tomes.

“Oh, hey ‘Twi.” you reply as you carry the box inside, leaving it on a table in the library’s main room. You wipe your forehead with the back of your hand; a symbolic gesture, mostly, as the box was hardly difficult to carry.”Oh, not much... A few books on computer programming, some magazines on Linu-... oh, just... not much.” You gave her a half-smile. You knew she wouldn’t understand what you meant. And the poor results of today’s work didn’t make you very enthusiastic so explaining wasn’t on your agenda.

“I see... so nothing very useful by the looks of it?“ She again looked in your direction, her big purple eyes giving you a gaze of sympathy.

“No... not really. “

You sat on the sofa in the living room and stretched your legs. In the beginning you did this almost daily and often came back with something useful. Sometimes you had to negotiate with the other ponies so they would return your stuff, though an understandable result given your crap put holes in many of Ponyville’s roofs. But now things were getting harder. You cut the search to only once a week, and it was becoming difficult to find anything that had any worth. But you were still missing so many of your work logs and so much of your schematics. At this rate your chances of returning home were zero to none.

You hung your head back and let yourself slide a bit down the couch. You don’t know if your spirits can get any lower at this point, and begin to think you’re stuck here for good.

But soon you feel a nudge on your torso. Twilight had nuzzled your stomach affectionately, laying her head against you for a minute. Your face grew warm. It was unusual for her to be this close. Man I really must look like a mess right now you thought.

“It’s okay, you don’t have to feel so discouraged. I’m sure you’ll find everything you need soon!” She lifted her head and showed you a big smile. “Tell you what: I’ll talk to the girls, and next time we’ll all search together. How about that?!” She clapped her hooves excitedly.

“Uh-huh. Sounds like a good idea to me.” You smiled back, bringing a hand to the top of her head and stroke Twilight’s mane softly, at which point she closed her eyes and pressed her neck further against your hand. Soon her eyes shot open again, her cheeks flustered, and the pony moved away slightly.

“O-oh, sorry. Didn’t mean to.” She smiled shyly at you.

“No no, I don’t mind, Twilight.” You tapped your hand on your thigh, inviting her. She looked back at your face, then at your thigh, then back at your face. She swallowed hard, her personal pride unwilling to let go. It didn’t take her long to decide and lay her head against your leg.

You then proceeded to pet her on the head, your fingers running the whole length of her mane, from her forehead fringes down to the last strands of her hair. Twilight had always loved the attention, though of course her pride as Celestia’s student often kept her from quickly accepting the offer. But the touch of human hands was hard for ponies to pass up, as your fingers can feel much different from the hooves they’re accustomed to..

She relaxed and climbed on the sofa herself, lying on her side with her head on your lap. You kept caressing her head for a few minutes. You really didn’t mind - back home your dog would often do the same, and though he couldn’t do magic, let alone talk, he and Twilight were both recipients of the same kind of affection from you. She wasn’t your pet, of course... but the relationship felt similar. You were always better with animals anyway.

Not too long into it she sprung up, her face bearing a look of surprise.

“Oh, my! How long was I under, doc?“ Twilight giggled softly as she moved off the sofa. “I just reeeeally have to finish these tonight. If not it will put my schedule in disarray, and I just can’t have THAT happen!”

She happily trotted way, humming carelessly, her tail making circles in the air. Her legs also seemed a little wobbly if anything. But you’re glad your presence here can at least make her happy sometimes. Without knowing, you notice you’re feeling better yourself. You smile alone.

“I’ll take a bath, Twi, the weather wasn’t really nice on me today” She acknowledged you, and off to the bathroom you went.

You found it odd not seeing Spike out here today, as he wasn’t often away at this time of night. Maybe Casanova finally got it on with Rarity, you thought to yourself as you climbed the stairs. Of course that was a highly unlikely scenario and you knew it, but you often rooted for the little guy. Plus Rarity had helped you greatly with your clothes upon arrival on Ponyville so she deserved someone who was crazy over her. But really, whatever got you here also ripped through your shirts pretty badly on the way.

You undress and turn on the water. The tub filled slowly and watching the flow of water got you thinking. So far you’d found many of your possessions that weren’t at your room at the time of the accident, which means it’s likely that everything in your room managed to make it here. So why were so many pieces missing? So many important pieces at that? Sure you managed to piece together the entire frame of your reactor, but a lot of the internal parts of the fusion core were still missing.

Soon the water starts overflowing from the tub and your mind warps back to reality. “Whoa whoa!” you say as you rush to the valve. You let some of the water go, and get in after the volume is low enough to keep from flooding the entire room. The tub is hardy comfy for someone your size - it was made for a pony after all, and you squeeze yourself in. You managed to buy the biggest one they had with a little help from Celestia’s amazing ability to “find” a bargain, so it was roomy enough for a stallion... but not enough for an adult human. Somehow that made you feel surprisingly good. On the inside, of course... it was still cramped.

You wash yourself clean and try not to think too hard over the missing parts. There’s still the depths of the Everfree Forest o search, so there’s still hope. You build your own confidence this way, and soon you’re on your feet. So to speak, of course. It’s still cramped.

You finish your bath and dry yourself with a towel, making sure to get your hair as dry as possible to avoid a nasty cold. It’s then you realize you’d forgotten to bring a change of clothes with you. You did it mostly out of respect for Twilight, of course. She didn’t have to see a hairless ape walking around her house in a purple towel - she already had to put up with you as is. But it was either that... or to put on those sweaty, muddy pants back on.

You slowly opened the bathroom door, hoping to not make a sound. You poked your head out the door... looked left, then looked right. The path was clear, so you tip-toed out towards the stairs.

From down here you noticed Twilight’s pile of books had hardly decreased in size. It felt odd, as you expected her to work pretty quickly when focused. Then, something caught your attention. From behind what you now realized was some sort of book fort, you saw the tip of Twi’s tail excitedly floating from one side to the next in an arch. Your curiosity got the best of you and you tip-toe your way up the stairs. Now, her room is often out in the open, so her door is just for show... But you hide behind the frame anyway and carefully take a peek.

You see Twilight’s plot up in the air as she’s hidden half of her body under her bed. It looked like a tight fit, so you wondered if she had lost something. You observed for a few seconds, but you felt that the way her tail moved back and forth was somewhat unnatural... you only saw her do that when she was happy, or really excited. You scratch your head and decide to head back down the stairs, making sure to do it silently as to not disturb her. Your eyes were quickly brought back when she started rubbing her knees together. That couldn’t be good - Is she stuck? you thought, as you made hastily your way through the doorframe.

“Hey Twi! Are you al-” you walked into the room and made your way towards her, but stopped abruptly. Twilight was startled by presence and banged her head on the bed from below. BAM. She yelped loudly from under there.

“Augh!”, she complained, the force of the hit enough to disorient her for a second. But soon she was quickly pushing herself from under the bed, shaking her head sideways. She’d lost the strength in her legs and fell to the ground on her side. “Ouch...” she retorted.

“Uhh... are you alright?” you asked again, maintaining a certain distance but extending your arms forward as a reflex, as if you were trying to pull her closer.

“Y-yeah, I...” she opened her big purple eyes suddenly and gazed at you. Her lavender cheeks turned bright red and she used her forehooves to kick whatever she found under the bed back in. You didn’t get a good look, but being dense as you are, you thought she’d blushed upon seeing your skimpy outfit. She smiled nervously. “Oh, hahaha... yes yes, everything is juuust fine!”. Twilight got up on her feet again. You could see the place she where bumped her head as it was slightly swollen.

You reached forward, trying to check the wound, but Twilight took a step back, diverging her eyes from yours - an expression of worry in her face. “Oh. Of course, I didn’t mean to... I mean, uh...” You backed off, down the stairs again, without looking back. Did she really feel that threatened about this outfit? you thought as you made your way to your room in the basement.

Twilight’s basement had served you well so far - it was spacious so you could work and it felt homey to boot. You closed the door behind you and headed further down the stairs to where you had stashed your things. You got a new change of clothes and finished drying your hair. Now fully dressed, you killed some time in your room to let the awkward moment you two just shared sink in.

Uh... she wouldn’t really feel flustered like that from seeing me from the waist up, right? I mean, back at the quarantine she saw the whole package... and ponies are always naked so what’s the matter? Your brain didn’t have an answer to that question. Twi was a girl after all, and she might have some restraints as to what kind of guy gets to roam around half-naked in her loft.

An hour went by and you decided it was time to poke around again. You left the basement and headed for the library floor where you left your crate. You looked up to Twilight’s room and the stack of books was now long gone, but no sign of her. You wondered if she had gone out for a walk or something of the sort. The home is too quiet for your own taste, but it is what it is... You raise your hands to pick up the box by its handles, and then notice something strange: the box wasn’t left quite the way you left it. The contents weren’t all left there in the same way either. You wondered if you were a bit paranoid, but these things were usually not inaccurate - you remember very well where you leave your things and the way you leave them in... and this is definitely not the way you left it.

You busily walked back and forth in front of the box like some maniac, your attention to detail perhaps going a little far this time. Why is the box like this? Did Twilight do this? and then your mind kept moving on at light speed: If she did why should I be bothered by it? It’s her house. Maybe she bumped into it? No no, very unlikely, contents on the inside were also arranged differently. Ugh, I just don’t know!

And like a bullet striking you straight in the head, you came to a grim realization... something you completely forgot about: your idiotic, as you put it, and unnecessary mania of stashing your porn inside of your physics textbooks. Your heart sinks, and you rush to scramble everything out of the box, opening each book and each notepad and looking inside for any magazines you may have forgotten. Your hear rate goes up as you can’t find anything, even though you clearly remember some of these books being part of your personal home library’s... exquisite shelf.

“Oh damn it mom, look at what you made me do!”, you say out loud as you latch on to your crate and rush downstairs in search of other material.

You overturn most of your books, but can’t find much. Some of your mags were in place but... there was a lot missing. You bring your hands to your head and shake it negatively. I mean, I don’t have that much... Maybe it’s still out there? you babbled in your head. But you knew the truth was slightly more grim: your porn collection was out there - all of the kinkiest crap you could find -... in the han-... hooves of someo-... somepony, and it would clearly link back to you. You can’t really fathom the gravity of the situation, but know that there’s absolutely no-one you could possibly discuss this with. Not Twilight, not Spike...especially not Celestia.

You lay down on your bed, books scattered and overturned all around you, and ponder how you could find a way out of this. Hours pass as you take everything into account, your mind in a haze of shame and fear of the ponies’ reactions. It’s now very late and you wonder if you’ll be able to sleep at all. All this time you’d forgotten to eat or drink, so your stomach wasn’t all that happy about that. You figured having some calories to burn after all the day’s work would do well for your over-tasked brain. But doing so would risk waking up Twilight and Spike, if he were home.

Your survival instincts kick in and you decide to take the risk. You didn’t want to be a bother, so you put on a pair of socks and silently made your way to the library floor. You opened your door very, very carefully, making sure to muffle the noise of the door handle with your palm. Making your way across the library floor wasn’t hard; you could almost smell the sweet scent of Sweet Apple Acres apples coming from the kitchen table.

Your march was cut short though, as a faint sound echoed across the library walls, freezing you in place. The hairs on the back of your neck stood straight up, the eerie sound being repeated once... then twice. The more you heard it, the less spooky it became, and the more rhythm it gained. You then heard a gasp, muffled as it was but still unmistakable, coming from Twilight’s loft. You swallowed hard (even more so with your mouth dry), and stood still for another second. The faint whine picked up again, and soon your reason was no longer in control.

You made it up the stairs again, even more careful than before. Using your hands to keep your balance and maintain stealth, your curiosity was only matched by the knowledge that peeping on Twilight - again - would not end well. It was like a clash of titans. But you are, after all, a man. These things are decided for you, not by you. You proceed, raising your hands to the edge of the balcony which connected her room to the rest of the library. You raised your head slowly, until only your eyes were above the edge, your heart thumping like a war drum.

The lavender pony lay in bed on her side, the bedsheets likely bucked into a pile against the framing at the foot and a pillow under her forehoof, atop which she found her balance. Her flustered face rested against said hoof, mouth covered by her flesh and fur, and still producing the whines and gasps that had brought you here. Her eyes were closed half-way, and she held them intensely focused against something between her pillow and her chest which from this angle you couldn’t see. Her hind legs squirmed lightly every now and then, and you now noticed her other front hoof hid itself in between. You swallowed hard again - Twilight was masturbating.

You observed for a few more seconds, not knowing what to do. You feared her reaction if she found you out here, but this was too sexy to pass up. You weren’t quite sure if it was your junior talking or if the lack of nourishment had rewired your otherwise logical brain into sexual overdrive. Your attention was brought to her horn, lightly glowing purple, and to the sparks flowing from it. Your eyes grew large upon realizing what Twilight had been staring at this whole time - she just flipped the page of one of your magazines and kept intensely observing it, her purple globes in a haze. Her legs grew slightly apart and she pressed her hoof further in, closing her eyes as the pleasure made its way up. For a moment she moved her face away, a satisfied little smile in her lips and a thin streak of saliva still connecting hoof and chin.

Hitting a sensitive spot inadvertently, Twi yelped fully unprotected, her sweet voice echoing loud in the library. The event seemed to knock her off her trance for a moment, eyes now fully open and worriedly searching the room for signs of anyone. You had hidden quickly, your heart now beating faster than ever, and avoided being seen - though just barely. Twilight seemed to calm down again, flipping another page with the aid of her horn. Her eyes opened wide at what she saw, the blushing in her cheeks gradually becoming more prominent until her whole face was beet red. “Wha-...” she whispered to herself. Whatever she’d seen was clearly not vanilla, though her legs fidgeted nervously at the sight. Her eyes swayed quickly from one side to the next, her embarrassment slowly giving way to curiosity until she then focused her eyes back to the book. Her jaw dropped slightly, and as her focus shifted entirely to the task at hand, a thin stream of saliva dripped from the corner of her mouth.

By this point you’re not at all concerned with the results of your peeping, and you clearly focus on Twilight’s expressions of pleasure. You can surely remember feeling warm at the knowledge she was happy before, her smiling always bringing some joy to you, but this was somehow different - there was some clear attraction towards the Princess’ prodigy, something you hadn't felt in a long time, even back home. There was some guilt involved, of course. You didn't want to think of Twilight in this way. She was a pony, and maybe more importantly, your friend. Realizing these feelings you make the decision to back off, head back to your room and leave her alone. She doesn't deserve this, you think.

The room was illuminated again by the faint glow of Twilight's horn, catching your undivided attention and ruining whatever resolve you had. Her purple magic grabs hold of an object from her dresser in the far side of the loft, a hairbrush as you soon find out, and brings it closer to her. There's a hint of uncertainty in her eyes as she observes the cylindrical hilt of the brush, adorned with a wider spherical bulb right at the edge - perhaps a mechanism to assist hooves in working it, though right now you don't much care. She wouldn't... you think, feeling the pressure in your pants increase to painful levels; you expected getting aroused, just not this much.

Twilight pondered a minute, her eyes focused on the object floating straight ahead. "D-do they really put this... there?" she again whispered to herself, her voice crackling in disbelief, the petite mouth struggling to keep closed. She seemed to muster up some courage closing her eyes shut, and, with a hint of reservation in her expression, licked the nub of the hairbrush with the moist tip of her tongue. The feedback didn’t seem as bad as she’d expected, and soon she gave it another lick... and another. She worked her face sideways and ran her coarse tongue down to where the hilt met the bristles, a clear stream of saliva coating its entirety. Twi acted upon that courage and looked over her body to the tip of her rump, running her eyes down her dimly-lit lavender figure, the glowing item following her gaze. She whipped her tail in a brisk movement, the silky dark-with-pink-highlights hair resting over her stomach, flooding the bed in its fullness and leaving the way open for her next step.

You couldn’t see from here, but the hairbrush disappeared behind her. She lifted one of her hind legs only slightly, though keeping the front hoof she used to pleasure herself well in place, allowing you a better view of her lower stomach and upper region of her crotch. Twilight soon closed one of her eyes in concentration, her focus now split between controlling her magic and controlling her squirming. Soon her eyes bulged open, her eyelids sliding back mid-way a second after as her mouth popped open again. A soft, low whine came from her lips as her expression grew more serious and intense. Her eyes opened wide again; her tail twitching enough to send strands of its hair up in the air. “W-why... it just won’t-” she seemed to concentrate again, her voice slightly annoyed, “Go in!” she grunted as she lowered her head and caught her breath for a second, her tail twitching and her legs rubbing one against the other.

“You’re concentrating too much, you first have to relax an-”.

What.

You just realize what you did and stand there petrified, your body having crossed the doorway into her room without you noticing, and now in plain sight. Twilight looked at you. For a second, you both had the most massive poker faces, staring at each other. What. Afterward, her eyes moistened up, her face turned beet red and her mouth trembled in a mixture of fear and embarrassment. “Kya!”, Twilight yelped in a high pitch, immediately encasing the bedsheets in purple magic and covering herself, hiding her blushing face on a pillow.

Your heart sinks and you feel like an absolute jerk. You don’t know what to do, but feel like Twilight deserves an explanation. You approach her bed slowly, your hands extended forward. In a low voice, you reach out to her: “Twilight, I... I’m really-”. She interrupted you, a sobbing voice coming from under the sheets.

Her voice trembled. “I’m so sorry, I knew I shouldn’t have but I... It was just so peculiar that I had to take a peek...”. You pause for a moment to digest her words. Why would she apologize to me?

You motion to her, asking if you could sit by her bed. She nods slightly, a single tear running down her blushing cheek. “Oh, I’m just so embarrassed I could die.”, Twilight whined, bringing a hoof to her nose and covering it from view. She wasn’t one for drama like Rarity, so you could tell her emotions here were as genuine as they came.

“Why are you apologizing to me, Twi?”, you asked. The lavender pony raised her eyes in your direction, avoiding eye contact.

“Be-because I... went over...” her voice became lower and softer, “your things... to find this...”, she pointed with her muzzle at the pornographic book now wide open in her bed. “I really didn’t mean to but, but... “ she stopped. She raised her moist eyes and looked at you intensely. “I... um, really like these...”. Twi looked devastated, her expression a mix of emotions, some of them contrasting with one-another. You found it hard to resist falling head over heels for her right here, right now.

You brought a hand to her head, slowly. She didn’t back away this time. Rather, she closed her eyes and exposed her neck to you, although with some reservations. You pet her mane affectionately, using your fingers to massage into her coat. Her muscles were tense, but she seemed to calm down the more you caressed her. A few moments of silence were shared between the two of you, and you continued: “You like them because just they’re books... or because of what’s in them?”. Upon hearing your words, her eyes opened wide and she hid her face in the pillow. “Mwuff...”, you heard her say.

“Hm?”, you pressed on softly.

“Mwuff!”, she retorted.

“I can’t hear y-”.

“Both! I said both!” her muzzle pointed upward and she responded loudly, a hint of annoyance in her otherwise calm voice.

You smiled at her. In hindsight, it was more of a grin. Twilight seemed to pick up on it, and she hid her face in shame. “It’s alright, Twi. I’m not mad.”

She observed you with the corner of her eye. “You’re not?”, she asked in a soft voice.

“No. I’m, well... embarrassed, yes - that you found them I mean. But I’m not mad. I know you didn’t mean harm.”, you say as you roughen up your petting a bit, leaving her mane all fuzzy.

“But I went over your things.”, she whined again, clearly a feeling of guilt overwhelmed her.

“And I live in your basement, Twi, for free. Well, aside from the scientific experiments but regardless. You don’t owe me an explanation.”, you smiled again. You were sincere, and Twilight knew. She chuckled a bit and inhaled deeply through her stuffy nose.

“Ha ha... I guess...”, she smiled.

“Plus I guess I was... uh, peeping on you too. So we’re even.” You say as you scratch the back of your neck with your other hand, looking away and blushing slightly. Twilight blushed again, but remained silent.

The two of you remained in silence for a few minutes, only the windy sound of night and the trees’ agitated foliage being heard. Twilight raised her eyes your way a handful of times, her mouth shivering with words she didn’t have the courage to say, but always looked away again in the end. You thought this was it for tonight and pulled your hand back from its round of spoiling her mane, resting both against your knees, propping your body forward for leverage in getting up from Twilight’s low-standing bed.

“No... don’t stop.” she complained before you managed to leave. You felt her hind legs tremble slightly and bump against the small of your back as your hand pulled away. Twilight had her big purple eyes focused on you, needy as they get, her mouth closed in disappointment. Your heart beats fast and your face reddens. You were aroused before, and hungry too, so perhaps those ailments clouded your judgement... but it looked as if the girl was inviting you in.

You smiled softly at her and carefully placed your hand over her thigh, right where her cutie mark would sit. She squirmed at your sensation, even over the covers, but made no effort to dismiss your touch. She raised neck slightly, adjusting her body so she would again be on her side, the pillow serving for balance. You moved in closer, your other hand cupping the side of her head and raising it a bit as the two of you stared into the other’s eyes. She hesitated a bit, trembling from nose to tail, until she closed her eyes.

Your lips touched hers, first softly. Then perhaps in inexperience, she pushed forward with more force, kissing you with a smacking sound. You could feel her body heating up even through the bedsheets as she eagerly placed more short kisses against your lips. Your hand held her overachieving head in place, letting your tongue slip outside and giving her own lips a short lick. She liked that. Enough that soon her own tongue was out and about, lapping at your own lips. You didn’t feel like losing to her, so you interlocked your lips, much to her surprise, and let your tongue do its job inside of her mouth.

Twilight smelled of... lavender. Just a coincidence to the color of her fur of course, but a fitting smell nonetheless. It wasn’t strong, and you knew it was her shampoo from seeing it in the bathroom multiple times. There was also a hint of vanilla, another one of her beauty products, or perhaps cologne - it matched the other scent well. But of course, you couldn’t ignore the more prominent smell of Twilight’s excitement filling up the room in a bittersweet fragrance only a woman in heat could produce. The results of the young mare’s self-pleasuring from before having dried up in her coat, a brand new wave of its scent beginning to rise up from under the covers. She’s enjoying this more than I thought she would.

You break the passionate kissing you two shared - in no small part propelled by her intense fire, a stream of saliva linking the two of you, now a few inches apart. She opens her eyes half-way, observing you, her ears flopped against the side of her head. You remain there, though she feels it fully as you bring your hand to her chest and insert it under the covers, gliding your palm down her smooth coat all the way back to her thigh, dragging the sheets with your wrist and uncovering her whole. She blushes, her eyes now hazy and glowing with desire.

“May I?” you ask in a low voice. She shakes her head excitedly. The coy Twi you knew now taken with heat, she eases up on the pressure between her hind legs. You slowly bring your fingers to her stomach, dragging your nails softly against her flesh, an act which forced a sweet moan out of her. Dragging your hand in between her legs wasn’t difficult. The closer you got to your destination, the warmer it became, and your fingertips began digging into her mushy coat, covered in the clear liquid prominent of Twilight’s enormous arousal. She moaned again, now louder.

You used your other hand to push the young mare onto her back, which she obliged. Her front legs now resting atop her hyperactive chest and her back legs spread to the sides giving you unfettered access to her nether regions, you brought your eyes to where your hand now rested, your middle finger inches from Twilight’s moist fillyhood. She trembled, closing her eyes in the suspense of your further touch. You swallowed hard, knowing there was no turning back from here.

Your finger slipped further down, the tip of it resting comfortably in the slick nub of flesh that was her clitoris, sending shocks of pleasure across her body as you added some pressure to your touch. Twi’s back arched up and her eyes opened wide, a muffed yelp lost in her throat. You teased her there for a few seconds, curling your finger inward as you slip your hand further down - your index and ring fingers now making their way over the closed lips of her sex, again sending the lavender pony to squeal in ecstasy. Perhaps you interrupted her close to climax before and she was now right at the edge again, but you felt surprisingly satisfied at her reactions to your touch: you had the power to make Twilight feel amazing and that felt good.

It didn’t take long for your fingers to be coated in her sticky love juice, the way it flows generously down the fleshy crevice in between her legs. You further dug your fingers amidst the fleshy mounds until your fingertips disappeared inside, slowly prying her lips apart and exposing her most sensitive spot to the faint light of the stars. Twi’s mouth was now open and her breathing heavier than ever, the muscles in her body - especially those around your teasing hand - spasming constantly. You thought it was cruel to keep her from her much-anticipated reward, so you slipped your middle finger down the center and found Twilight’s moist entrance with its tip.

She gasped, her front hooves pressing against the bed beside her stomach, eyes tightly shut. Your finger prods her tunnel with care, each time making its way further inside until the first knuckle disappears inside her. You press it further in; the second slips by. You bring in your ring finger and massage her flesh around your burrowed finger, ever increasing the pressure until that one is also in. “Aaah...” she moans. In slow movements, careful not to hurt her, you begin moving both fingers in and out. Her moans intensify, her rear legs now bucking involuntarily against the mattress.

Sensing she’s close to the end, you grind your thumb against her clit, the pressure from both the fingers inside and this one kneading her marehood in ways she never thought possible. About a minute of this and Twilight couldn’t take a single breath without moaning or whining. You picked up the pace, her front hooves now covering her eyes as her embarrassment grew. Her muscles clenched against you with firm strength, your slippery fingers hardly being able to move anymore. Twi’s back arched sharply. Her mouth opened wide and she yelped, gasping for air as her voice of ecstasy echoed across the entire library. The plentiful liquid oozing from between your fingers now sprayed off in a short burst. She had just reached orgasm.

She had a blank expression in her face, her eyes glued to the ceiling as her heavy panting slowly decreased toward normal levels. Your fingers still inside her, you teased her a bit another time. Her trance seemed to be coming to an end as her eyes moved your way. Twilight laid her head on its side on a pillow and, in between breaths, spoke: “That... was... amazing. T-thank... you.” You smiled at her.

As her cognitive abilities return from whichever high place they’d just vacationed to, her eyes run down your face, chest and stomach, finally being put to rest on the visible bulge your clothes formed around the area of your crotch. Your devotion to her pleasure had kept you - surprisingly - from fondling yourself, though it didn’t mean you weren’t as aroused as she was. And it showed; Twi could very well see the throbbing of your neglected package in the folds of your shirt. You followed her eyes down, blushing upon realizing you’d made no effort to hide it thus far. “Uh... sorry, couldn’t help it.”, you say.

Twi chuckles softly. “Let me see it!”, she commands. You vehemently decline, shaking your head sideways and hiding your bulge with your hands. “No, that’s going too far!” you reply.

“Oh horseapples, you’ve seen me completely now, it’s just proper etiquette to let me do the same!”, she pushes on, the same satisfied grin you had earlier now hers to bear.

“But I’m too different from you ponies, you’ll think it’s weird.”

Twilight looks at you and raises an eyebrow. She points her muzzle towards the porn visibly out in the open on her bed. It wasn’t Equestrian porn, that’s for sure. “I’ve seen it all, silly. Now let me see!”, she was quickly on her feet, soon pouncing on top of you, both tumbling over on the bed. She giggled wholeheartedly, her face glued to your neck. In the struggle you had embraced her around the waist. Twilight had one of her hind legs over your thigh, and you didn’t know if she did it on purpose or not, but her knee rubbed against your manhood, up and down in a seductive way.

“Alright, fine.” you finally agreed. Horny as you were, it wasn’t the time to decline.

She let out a content squeal, bringing her lips upward and kissing you in the cheek. She laid back on her side while you remained motionless. She dragged a hoof down your shoulder, sliding it across your chest with care, sending shivers down your spine as it reached your stomach. She didn’t wait around very long, and with a spark flying from her horn, the elastic band holding your shorts in place gave way, her magic sliding the cloth down to your knees. You laid there, your manhood stiff as can be and pointing to the sky, the mix of shame and arousal you now felt sending waves of activity across its length in pulsating waves. Her eyes focused on it intensely, her tongue covertly lapping at her lips.

Her hoof slid down your bare skin now, her silky fur only adding to the pleasure of her teasing. She hesitated a second, but continued on further until her wrist brushed against the length of your member. You tilted your head further backwards, a grunt escaping your lips as Twilight made first contact. She grasped it and felt every twitch and every throb it made under her soft touch. Twilight had stars in her eyes - it was much better than she expected, and she giggled nervously. You could tell by her neck she’d just swallowed dry.

Silently, the young mare turned her body around almost 180 degrees. Now with her head facing your legs and rump turned your way, she used her tail to hide herself from view - she was a lady after all, and despite the situation didn’t want to expose her precious places. But the curtain of dark-blue-and-pink hair didn’t last long as her concentration turned to something else, her neck extending forward. You looked down, Twilight now holding her muzzle only inches away from your exposed penis. Her eyes beholding it with such intensity that you though it cute. Opening her mouth slightly, streams of saliva connecting her top and bottom lips, she approached your swollen tip, the warmth of her breath sending shivers across your body. You twitch due to the pleasure, involuntarily and prematurely smacking her lips with it.

The motion surprises the purple pony, though not enough to discourage her. Twilight’s petite mouth moves in closer, her lips encasing your tip carefully, an act which strained your senses immensely, involuntarily making your hips buck forward, in turn burying your member slightly deeper into her mouth. She didn’t seem to mind, too focused on her task at hoof. With a second to spare for the sensation to sink in, you could only describe it as amazing. Her mouth was warm and the flesh in her lips only rough enough to add some much-welcome friction against your sensitive skin.

She pressed her lips with more force as her head began its descent, her lips now encasing your rose-colored head and dragging down the delicate strip of skin which covered it, exposing it fully. Twilight suckled on it once or twice, then moved her mouth back up. You could tell she was teasing you much like you’d done with her earlier, and the quick glance of her eyes in your direction only proved it so. You mustered some strength: “Oh, you trickster filly.” She giggled, believing she now had the upper hand.

“Twilight dear, “ you grunted as she popped it back into her mouth, trying to keep your voice from crackling. “I- I have the high ground. You can’t win.” She didn’t understand, continuing on with her teasing. You felt the saliva accumulated in her mouth dripping down your shaft as she pushed her mouth further down, her tongue just now beginning its job of licking your skin from within her lips. It was hard to resist, but you couldn’t let her have so much power over you. You were a geek, but you also had your pride.

Twi let out a muffled squeal - your package slipping sideways into her cheek in the process - when you dug your hands into both sides of her plot, holding her in place and burrowing your fingers into her coat. “Thathss noth fhair!” she complained - or, tried to anyway. You didn’t care, and soon dragged your hand between her legs to the base of her tail, raising it and leaving Twilight’s marehood in plain sight. You didn’t have such a good view of it before, the way the pink flesh blended in with her purple coat. Perhaps the arousal clouded your judgement, but you could say it looked pretty, not unlike a rose. And now you knew her orgasm didn’t quite curb her fire either, as a clear stream of sticky liquid ran down her thigh and formed a puddle which stained the bedsheets - not that it mattered now anyway, the bed was already mostly covered in the stuff.

She observes you with the corner of her head, not moving an inch. In instances you feel her suckle on you, in others, her saliva running down to the base - but she was otherwise immobile. You used your thumb to part her lips again, getting it moistened up with her fluids. Your other hands slides in, her tail now voluntarily getting out of the way as her rear trembles slightly, your index and middle fingers prodding her slick entrance again. She sighs heavily, sending a wave of air down your member, rattling it to its core. Twi, who begins to get accustomed to your touch again and decided to reciprocate the pleasure you gave her, went back to tending to you with her mouth. You grunt again as she begins working her face up and down.

The lavender mare forced her head further down, now encasing your entire penis in her warm, moist and eager-to-please little mouth. Her chin rested on the base of your crotch and her warm breath made its way further down between your legs, your male appendage below constricting in surprise. Twilight closed her eyes and you felt the sensation of her throat scraping against your sensitive tip in its fullest. It didn’t seem to bother her all that much, as she kept it there for a few seconds before sliding back up. Needless to say, you grunted and panted, moans making their way out of your mouth. She was winning, and you didn’t have the strength to compete right now.

She brought a hoof forward, the lack of enthusiasm in your touch leaving her with a bit more leeway for creativity, and used it to caress your thigh. Her soft prickly coat felt good on your leg, and even better against the wrinkled skin covering your testes, sending an indescribable sensation across your body. You twitched inside her mouth, the throbbing now constantly present as you came close to climaxing. Despite her inexperience, it seemed Twilight knew what to expect, brushing her hoof in further and twisting her moist tongue around you.

You feel it approaching, not at all caring about your pride anymore, your primal instincts overwhelming everything else. With difficulty you hold it in, opening an eye and gazing at Twilight’s face. “T-Twilight, I’m going to-”, she knew, and didn’t care. She just pressed on, working a little faster, her tongue pressing hard against your skin. She sent a suggestive gaze your way, and you maybe could see a short smile in her lips. She closed her eyes again and just prepared herself.

You dug your fingers into her thighs, holding her rear in place as the sensation became too much to bear. Your attempts to keep your mouth shut were in vain, and a long grunt made its way out and into the open, followed by shorter and softer ones as you reached orgasm. The sensation immobilized you in place, everything you are flooded in pleasure, all of your senses shutting down. Down there though, the jets of hot liquid leaving your body in turn flood the lavender pony’s mouth, her eagerness to keep it in forcing her to take deep gulps of the stuff as you produced more than you had ever thought possible. Twi instinctively took her mouth away, keeping suction until she popped the tip from between her lips - the gooey substance still plentiful in her mouth while the last few spasms of your climax produced another stream or two, dripping down to her front hoof, which in turn kept on caressing the base.

You stare at the ceiling for the next fifteen seconds or so as the overwhelming pleasure begins to fade, your hips lightly convulsing on their own as you feel as if your soul had just escaped your body through your manhood. Philosophical questions aside, your breathing begins to wind down to normal levels and you raise your head from its resting place on the bed, finding Twilight’s face. Her eyes bounced open upon your return to consciousness, and she eagerly turned her muzzle in your direction. “Mhmf”, she grunted before opening her mouth a bit, showing you the white goo she’d kept in there until now, a smile on her face not unlike that of a child proudly presenting an achievement to a parent. She then closed her mouth and swallowed it all, though not before leaving it clear in her expression it wasn’t exactly Applejack’s cider.

You felt surprised at her behavior. Of course it aroused you, enough that you were now ready for another go down there, but it also felt somewhat unnatural. It downed upon you that Twilight had likely learned that behavior from the porn magazines she’d been reading. Before you could think further, she spoke: “So, how did I do, how did I do?”, her tail waving from one side to the next in excitement, wide expecting eyes focused on you.

You pushed yourself up, sitting again on the bed beside her. You smiled and brought your hand to the young mare’s head, giving her a light petting. “It was amazing, Twilight.” She beamed up, blushing slightly at the same time. “But did you learn all of this from... uh, my books?” you asked.

“Yes, I studied them thoroughly!” she replied, clearly not seeing any wrong in her actions at this point.

“I see...”, you fondled her mane again as she seemed to appreciate the attention, closing her eyes happily.

Magic encased Twilight’s horn again and soon a roll of papyrus made its way across the air from a drawer in her dresser. “If you’ll, erm, excuse me.” she spoke for a brief moment, moving her head away and focusing on the item. The roll of paper unfolded and, with a quill she’d left inside, she filled two check marks. “Done and done.”, she smiled. Did she really... make a checklist for this stuff? you thought, arching an eyebrow as you observed. It was disconcerting, and at the same time her diligence was unbelievably cute.

“Let me see what you have in there!” you stuck your head forward, trying to make out the words written in the paper. Twilight blushed almost immediately, moving the list around in the air with her faint purple magic as she tried to keep you away from it.

“Nooo! You can’t see!” she shouted, a nervous laugh accompanying her words. “It’s too embarrassing!” she continued in a high pitched voice.

“But I want to see what you have in there, I’m curious!” you teased her, extending your hand and attempting to snatch it away from her.

“No means no!” she retorted, rolling the sheet of papyrus paper back and, quickly and expertly, tying a knot around it using a thin strip of red silk. She stuffed it back in the drawer, slammed it shut and turned around.

“Aww.” you look disappointed, your expression more so than you truly were.

Twilight observed you with the corner of her eye, then turned her head back your way with a serious expression on her face. You exchanged looks for a few seconds until she brought her front hoof to her mouth and cleared her throat. Her eyes now half closed and a smirk in her lips, she spoke: “I guess I... just have to show you what’s in the list, then.” She blushed. You did too.

You don’t know if it was her heartbeat you could hear or yours, but someone’s heart was thumping out loud.

“I guess you will.” you told her, bringing your hand under her face and guiding it in your direction, curving your body forward and giving Twilight another kiss. She obliged, facilitating the interlacing of your tongues, eagerly kissing you back with all her passion. You pressed further, using the leverage of your weight to softly push Twilight on her back, which she also obliged.

Now laying on her back once more, you curve even further, using one hand to give you support and the other to caress her mane as the kissing continued. You run your fingers up and down her neck, your nails digging into her coat, massaging her tightened muscles. Twilight lets out a muffled moan as her breathing becomes more erratic again. You break away the kissing, resting your nose against hers for a second. You whisper, “You really want to... go all the way, Twi?”.

Her ears flopped in surprise and she looked to the side, avoiding your eyes for a second. Her face turned visibly red. Twilight brought both of her front hooves to your shoulders, hugging you by the neck. With a soft voice, she went on: “S-silly, don’t ask me that question... “ she swallowed hard, and then continued. “When we’re this far into it...”

That was all the confirmation you needed. Your lips interlocked again and she closed her eyes fully. You climbed on top of bed and rested on your knees as Twilight made herself available by sprawling her hind legs outward, allowing you to position yourself right above her. Twilight’s front hooves held you tightly and allowed you insight in her mixture of excitement and fear from their nervous - yet constant trembling. You wonder if your own body is responding to your anxiety in the same way.

You break the kissing in order to prepare. Her body was fairly shorter in length than yours, so it was natural you couldn’t quite reach from where you were. Still on your knees you straightened your back and ran your hands down her sides to her thighs, placing them right above her cutie mark - an action which prompted a sigh of arousal from the lavender pony. You brought your hips closer to her rump, gluing your upper thighs against it while being forced to raise her rear from the bed slightly in order to fit. She didn’t put up any resistance, her tail brushing against your legs now, a sensation you didn’t quite dislike.

With this, the length of your penis rested on Twilight’s marehood, the simple touch enticing a gasp of pleasure from her as she felt your skin brushing against her sensitive spot, the heat emanating from her in turn sending shivers up your spine. You brought your hand in closer, using your finger to press down on your member and swaying your hips back and forth, lightly rubbing her from the bottom of her lips to the tip of her clitoris, the light coating of slick juices on the underside of your shaft spreading evenly.

“Aaah!” she gasped, the sensation too much for her to bear in silence. Twilight covered her eyes with her front hooves as her rear ones bucked involuntarily with pleasure and her hips matched yours in opposite movements. She seemed to enjoy the teasing, biting her lips in lust as you felt the heat between her legs increasing and the slick, natural lubricant coat your entire length, running down to the base in its abundance. “P-please...” she begged, a certain urgency in her voice.

Her request lighting a fire inside you, you pulled your hips back and, with your hand in place, pushed your penis down until its tip was left prodding her twitching entrance. Twilight propped her head, eyes fixed on your length and a hint of uneasiness in her expression; despite all the big talk and excitement, this was new for her too. You took a hand to her face and caressed her cheek with your thumb. Twilight shifted the weight of her head against your hand and closed her eyes, a short smile now adorning her lips.

You pushed your hips forward. Twilight gasped as you began to penetrate her slowly, the tightness of her innards the only obstacle going further given she had provided ample lubrication. She bit her lower lip as you kept on, inching away little by little until you were halfway inside her. The mare exhaled heavily, her breathing progressively getting faster. You had to remember to breathe yourself, as the sensation was unlike anything you’d ever felt - her insides were unbelievably warm and convulsed around your length with eagerness. And drenched as it was, you felt every fold and every crevice as it constricted you.

Twilight opened her eyes slightly, only to look down her own body and observe it as you further disappeared into her, her expression one of intense curiosity. You slid your hands to her upper thighs and held them between your fingers, using them as a lovely pair of levers with which to further push yourself inward. “Ooh...” she moaned softly, as the movement of your hips inserted perhaps another inch of your shaft inside. Then, suddenly, you began to ease yourself out of her until only your tip remained, only to pump back forward slowly, another inch moving in, a fact the young mare vocalized with another squeal.

You repeated this motion a second, then a third time, until your hips were now connected to the underside of her thighs, your penis now fully encased in Twi’s burning-hot sex. She moaned constantly now, the sound of her breathing being replaced by short, mellow bursts of her voice as her head shifted sideways, here and there biting her lower lip in ecstasy. It wasn’t easy for you either, and you let out a muffled grunt as her muscles twitched and kneaded you from the inside. You forced your hips further, scraping with your tip the end of her moist tunnel and forcing a loud squeal out of her, only to, again, remove yourself from her almost entirely.

“S-shoot, Twi...”, you grunt out loud as the uncomfortably cold air of the room hits your shaft dead on as it’s pulled back, no longer in the comfortable heat of her innards. Quickly, you push yourself back in. She moans again, and the pleasure only keeps building up inside you. You begin to slowly work your hips back and forth, pumping in-and-out slowly at first, and then increasing in rhythm as time went on. Here and there, you put some strength in your push as well, making a smacking sound as your body clashed against hers.

The Princess’ most esteemed student brought a hoof to her mouth and bit on it as the intensity of the intimate moment you now shared grew, muffling with her flesh the loud gasps she no longer controlled. The rubbing of your flesh against hers was driving her mad, her horn glowing faintly as she began to lose control of herself. “Aaahn!” she yelped as you slid into her with force. “H-hey...”, she removed her hoof and pointed her mouth your way, a lonely expression in her face as her lips formed a slight pout. “Kiss me?”

Her adorable demeanor gave you no choice, and you placed your hands on the bed at her shoulder height, arching your body forward and lowering your head towards hers. This changed the angle in which your member scraped her from within, now reaching all sorts of new places for Twilight. She held in another moan only long enough so that your lips interlocked once more, the passion overwhelming her now visible to you from the intensity of her kissing. She grasped at your neck with her front hooves, pulling you in and forcing you to rest your chest against hers, the beating of her heart only inches from your own. Even in this position you still managed to continue moving, though not as freely as before. You then began to sway your hips in a circular fashion as you pushed in, reaching Twi’s insides from every possible angle.

Her eyes opened wide as another loud whine made its way up her throat, only to fall flat against your combined twisted tongues. The change in approach seemed to instigate another wave of arousal in her, as you felt her moist flower begin to overflow with juices, splashing aimlessly as you hit your crotch against her swollen lips. “Ahhn...” she lets out a long moan which escapes her lips while you take a second to catch your breath. Her front hoof rises up against your head, Twilight fondling your hair lovingly, an erratic movement due to her rising sensations. “Almost... there...” she whispers breathlessly in your ear. Immediately you feel your member swell up with excitement, her announcement of an imminent climax driving you mad with lust. She feels it pulsate inside her as well.

Another sway of your hips and the lavender mare closes her eyes, almost an angelical expression in her face; soon however, her muzzle scrunches up, the flesh around her nose leaving cute little pockets of skin as she let out a long sigh, emptying out the contents of her lungs - a series of moans coming back and increasing in length and volume. “Ahh... AAhhh!” she shouts on as her hips began to spasm in short bursts, soon riding up into her rear legs. Her horn, shortly out of her direct control, shoots sparks of purple magic, various objects in the room rattled by her sudden outburst of power. With another orgasm taking over her senses completely, you felt your penis being squeezed tightly by her contractions, a burst of her slick liquid hitting your crotch, upper thighs and lower abs. She tightens up her grip around your neck, bringing your head close to her own. You take the opportunity to fondle her there, planting short kisses all the way to her chin.

The echo of Twilight’s cries of pleasure now gone from the library as a whole, her body flops down on bed as she looks up to the ceiling, her eyes and mind in a complete haze. Her limbs resting on the bed, her chest swelled and contracted in front of your eyes before her erratic breathing began to stabilize, slowly coming back to normal over two or three minutes. A long time for you of course, who had sat back upright, not moving from inside her a single inch, and yet only swaying your hips slightly in order for your partner to enjoy her orgasm as much as she’d like. Twilight blinked twice, her mind coming back to her. She moves her eyes your way, either finding your needy expression arousing or taking pity on you, her lips formed a side smile. A sexy smile like only Twilight could produce.

“You are... amaaazing” she says, her eyelids halfway down, her purple globes fixed on you. You swallow hard, her teasing only adding to your frustration now, and you try going back to pumping in and out of her her, feeling you couldn’t possibly be much further. Her cheeks now rose-colored, Twilight locks her hind legs around your waist, pulling you inside and keeping you from moving an inch. “Oh, no no no no no, wouldn’t want to stop it so soon would we.” she giggles. Since when was she so dominant? you thought with what little cognitive function you had, the heat from her tunnel still as inviting as it’s ever been. Ohh shit...

“C-come on Twi, that’s not fair now.” you complain, trying to squeeze yourself away from the grasp of her legs. You can’t. She giggles again.

“You’re the one who wanted to see what’s on my list, so you have to endure it!” she says as her grip on you suddenly vanishes. However, she brings her hooves against your stomach and pushes you away - which, rather, forces her to slide up on the bed. Caught by surprise, you can’t do much. Your manhood slips out of her, the angle causing a whiplash from its rigidity - in turn shooting the thick coating of her slickness upward, sprinkling her lower stomach, chest and the underside of her face full of the stuff. She doesn’t seem to care, mind focused elsewhere.

Her words got you curious, though, and a shiver runs down your spine as the young unicorn takes pity on you, gently raising her tail - all this time hidden between your legs - and brushing its long silky hairs against the underside of your penis, your thighs and your testicles. Your package gets tense, hardening even further from her teasing. All the while, the small hint of reason still unaltered by your growing sex drive reminded you that having such an arousing experience with a human woman would be unlikely for your type, and yet here was an outworldly, talking, magic-wielding purplish pony requesting your assistance in reliving the porn you’d used for your... relief since adolescence. Oh what the hell. “... Bring it on, Ms. Sparkle.” you grin. She does too, flashing her eyelids seductively.

Still on your knees you spring up, Twilight’s tail finishing its course and getting out from under you and resting on your left thigh, every now and then twitching slightly from her friskiness. “So, “ you put on a deeper voice than normal, “What’s next on your list?, you finish by bringing your hands to your waist. She observes and chuckles softly at your pose.

Her horn glows, the book you both had accidentally knocked out of bed now encased in a thin bubble of purple magic, floating back into hooves’ length. Being an unicorn, though, she didn’t quite need to physically handle it, resting her hooves on her chest as her eyes scoured the book for where she’d stopped earlier. Her expression beamed up as she seemed to find just the page she was looking for. You propped yourself forward to look, yet she turned it away. Twilight brought the magazine to her face, covering her muzzle with it, you now only seeing her big purple globes. She diverted them sideways and her tail moved nervously, all the while her cheeks became flushed. She puts up a though act, but she’s still a cute, awkward egghead.

You bring your hands to her stomach, digging your fingers softly into her fur. She gasps, her eyes now focused on you. “I’ll do one of two things... either a belly-rub if you show me... or I’ll tickle you senseless if you don’t. Your choice, Twi.” Her legs twitch, closing down the center in a futile attempt to protect herself. But in this position, you’re stronger, so she’s at your mercy. She whines softly, your fingers squirming around the soft skin of her stomach.

“I-it’s too embarrassing... let’s stop it.”, she diverts her eyes away, covering the book which now hid her face with her front hooves, avoiding eye contact.

“Too late for that, Ms. Most Faithful Student.” you threaten, tickling her just slightly. She endures it.

“Noooo!” she complains, a hint of a smile being shown to you due to her squirming to get away.

You move your fingers around, digging into her flesh, yanking loud chuckles from her. She lets out a short burst of laughter as you pressure on. “A-Alright!! I’ll show you, I’ll show you just stop!”. Too easy you think.

Twilight hesitantly moved the book away from her face. She swallowed hard, looking at you with the top corner of her eyes, lowering her head in embarrassment. In a low and supplicant voice, she asks: “Promise me you won’t... think it’s weird? Or laugh? Or think I’m a...p-pervert.” She looked away.

You swooped your face in and gave her a smooch. Surprised, she backed away for a second, but then smiled. She knew your answer, so without further reservations, she lifted the magazine down onto your hands, open on the page she’d been referencing, eyes now glued on you.

You had expected as much. As soon as your eyes make visual contact with the prints, you can tell what she was so flustered about. You observe the pictures for a few moments, their content hardly phasing you given the great love-making session you now shared with your adorable housemate - well, besides the realization she also wanted exactly that.

Her large eyes fixed on your expression, Twilight’s mouth opens slightly as her breathing starts to accelerate, your lack of a response making her increasingly nervous.

“H-hey...” she speaks sofly. “So?...” continuing as her tail twitches against your bare thigh once more.

“You really want this, Twilight?” you ask with a stern voice. She ponders a second.

“Yes...”, she replies, looking you dead in the eye, the rosy color in her cheeks still very much present.

“It might hurt.”

“You’ll be gentle.” she smiles, her voice crackling a bit at the thought.

You smile back. She had trust in you, and that was a pleasant feeling. “I need you to lay on your stomach.” you ordered. Twilight nodded.

The lavender mare rolled on her side, shifting some weight on to her legs, soon doing another quarter turn and now resting on her knees. Yourself still kneeling down on bed, now stood only inches away from her rump, her nether regions barely visible to you from this angle; still, you could see the wet glistering in her lips. She was getting excited again.

Twilight took a few seconds to find a comfortable position, but settled down once she was satisfied. Her front hooves hugging one of her pillows and her tail raining down on the mattress between your hips and her rear. She turned her face your way, observing you with the corner of her eyes. You didn’t wait long to begin, but agreed you’d start slow. You took your hands to her haunches, palms flushed against her hipbone, and massaged it softly. Your fingers worked their way into her coat as you wiggled them in circular motions, running up and down her upper thighs. You extended out your thumbs, riding them in the flesh separating her marehood from the inside of her crotch, gathering in the moisture she produced. The scent of her arousal began to make its presence known again. Her tail twitched at every grazing of her labia, soft moans accompanying them. She closed her eyes, biting her lower lip.

One of your hands kept caressing her thighs from the outside while the other went to work: you slid your fingers between her lips, rubbing her moist, sensitive spot down the middle, putting some pressure on it. She gasped, lowering her head slightly as you continuously grind your thumb against her. Not giving Twilight a second to get accustomed to the sensations, you slide your index and middle fingers into the flurry, scissoring between them the swollen, fleshy nub that was her clitoris. This evoked a loud vocal feedback from her, eyes opening in surprise. That was a good response, Twi, you think, bringing your tongue to your lips.

As you expected, she became wetter. The liquid prominent of her arousal coated your fingers well enough that you couldn’t feel much friction in your rubbing of her sensitive spot. Your other hand slid down her rump, your thumb and index grabbing hold of Twilight’s spasming tail and lightly applying pressure where it meets her body. Surprised, her tail jumped upwards, the soft ends of its hairs brushing against your thighs in its motion. You took hold of it and kept it raised, tugging on it lightly to gauge her reaction. She whined softly, contorting her nose in a display of pleasure. You grin.

Your thumb slides from her innards, riding upward. It leaves her lavender-adorned flower and meets a section of smooth fur right above it, through which you drag your nail, painstakingly slow. Twilight’s head jumps in surprise, her eyes dead-set on you, a lovely look of expectation in her pretty face. You raise your thumb further, meeting the folds of flesh in her now-shivering anus, bringing with you the slick love juice you’d helped her produce and lightly coating the rose-colored opening in it. She jumps again at your touch, though your grasp on her tail keeps her rear well in place. Her breathing increases along with her heartbeat as she fantasizes over your next step.

You put pressure against your thumb, only enough to send shivers up her spine. Flicking your thumb against the entrance, you begin to build some pressure in your teasing, until you feel she is slick enough for you to move forward. Your other hand tugs on her tail lightly, forcing a reaction out of her. Twilight whines softly, but lets out a loud gasp afterward. “Ooh...”. Pulling on her tail had lowered her defenses enough that the crown of your thumb had jut slipped inside of her. The entirety of her lower extremity trembled at the sensation. Still, her nervous reaction was to clamp down on your thumb, keeping it in place.

“Easy now, Twi...”, you said as you flipped your wrist, scooping her marehood with your entire hand whilst keeping your thumb planted insider her, rubbing her lips and clitoris in a semi-circular fashion with your remaining fingers. She shook her head back, opening her mouth wide, loud whines beginning to fill the room as her rear legs bucked involuntarily. At the height of your teasing, you tugged on her tail again. Forcing your finger further inside, the knuckle of your thumb now slipping past her glistering ring, unwillingly clenching down around the intruder in reflex. Twilight sighed, trying to control the sensations and her muscles. Giving her a second to get used to the feeling, you simply knead your finger up and down from the inside.

“Mmm...” she whimpered, eyes closed. You gave it another push, meeting some resistance. The rest of your hand teased her once more, rubbing her labia, running your middle finger in between, up and down its length. You pushed again. It worked.

The knuckle of your thumb, previously stuck at the entrance, now breaks away from her clenching sphincter, making it effortless to slide its entire length inside, up to the junction to your hand. “Oooh...” she moans out loud, hiding her face into the pillow. You wiggle you finger inside her, kneading her tunnel from the inside, doing your best to prepare her for the real deal. The sensation of her constricting your finger made you unsurprisingly more aroused, your member now erect again. The feeling of power over her had returned, and you press your thumb down against the walls of its fleshy sleeve.

Before she could grow bored, if that was even possible at this point, you slowly removed your thumb all the way to the tip. The stimulation forced a crackled sigh out of her lips, the first wave of true pleasure provided by your probing. Twilight observed you with a puzzled look. “W-what is that?...” she asks in between breaths. Pushing the length of your thumb inside a second time, encountering less resistance as expected, you decide to show her instead of replying. Now slightly faster, you pull your thumb out the whole way, the sensation sending Twilight’s head up into the air, her mane wildly swaying left and right with another loud gasp leaving her lips. She then turned her eyes your way, widened with surprise, heavy breaths being taken through her mouth. She observed you keenly.

The underside of your thumb pressured her puckered opening - now wincing back at you in lovely spasms; you motioned in circles, kneading the delicate folds of skin in various ways. Twilight reacted in pleasure, though not the same kind of pleasure she was expecting. It was a new sensation, something completely different which she hadn’t experienced until now. “It... feels strange.” she admits. You detach your thumb from her hole, which prompts a quick response from her: “N-no, don’t stop i-” she stopped, her mouth open and her eyes opened wide.

You had untwisted your hand, the one cupping her aroused sex, and swiftly slipped your middle finger into her now-obedient anus. The motion hardly met any resistance, though the reflexive reaction of tightening around your digit still made itself known. Each knuckle going in sending a sensational feeling of pleasure up Twilight’s brain, and she produced a throaty gasp after it was done. Feeling that the young unicorn was quickly getting accustomed to your intrusions, you decided to move on a little faster. You drag your slick ring finger through her coat and plant it next to the one burrowed inside her.

She catches on, and reflexively tries to move away. Still having a hand at the base of her tail, her effort is moot. Twilight plants her eyes on your face as your own eyes were actively observing your own perversion. “Here goes.” you whisper to her, as the tip of your finger marches in. Slowly inching away inside through the clenched muscle, you use your thumb as an ambassador to her clitoris, rubbing your skin against it, pushing it down against its own sleeve, and essentially diverting the unicorn’s attention somewhere else. The first knuckle pops inside, though you aren’t yet satisfied. She grunts from the sensations.

For the next minute, you use the tip of your ring finger with precision, moving it in and out of her entrance while your middle finger stays affixed inside. The repetitive movement seemed to relax her muscles, along with sending shocks of pleasure across her body. Quickly enough, both of your fingers rest in her innards, Twilight’s grunts now more vocal. “Mmh, guh...” she complains. Her tail twitches, and soon her eyes give you a look of approval. So you put your fingers to work at full speed, the piston-like movements they made constantly forcing her tight ring to expand and contract, tugging at the flesh inside, all the while dragging the folded skin at its entrance in-and-out.

Whatever kind of pleasure she was feeling put Twilight in a sort of trance, her tail twitching, her hips spasming and her tongue extended outward in between her deep moans of pleasure. It felt as if the moaning came all the way from the depths of her throat, no longer the high-pitched squeals she’d been producing. Your fingers didn’t care, choosing instead to amplify the pleasure for her by twisting you wrist slightly as your fingers prodded her as a dynamo, further enticing ecstasy in the lavender mare.

“Augh... P-princessss...” she mumbled, bringing the pillow she kept between her front hooves to her mouth, biting down on it. “Mmmff...Aaaah” she continues, the pillow muffling down her voice. You feel the muscles in her lower extremities all tighten up and her insides heat up quickly. From the looks of things, Twilight would orgasm again soon. You couldn’t allow that.

Your fingers stopped, inserted fully inside. You wiggle them around a bit, just keeping her on her to- hooves. Breathing heavily, she complains: “Why... did you... stop?”, frustration apparent in her eyes. You give her an unfazed look. She puts on a slight smile, eyes moistening up slightly as she realizes it. “Meanie.”

You slowly remove the fingers from her tight tunnel, Twilight feeling every mound of flesh and every wrinkle of your skin and every nub of bone as they slide away, contracting and retracting her cognizant ring. It forces another whimper out of her.

Your hands slide away now, leaving her tail to its own devices as you slide your palms down her hindquarters and into her thighs. Sliding your fingers where they connect to the underside of her stomach, you use them as a sort of anchor, pulling the young unicorn in your direction. She observes and simply allows you full control, an almost uncontrollable heat taking over her thoughts as her face rests against the pillow. She raises her rump slightly, lifting her tail along, which now arches over her back and splatters all over her body. She closes her eyes halfway, still observing you.

You eagerly grasp the base of your penis, now rigid as can be between your thumb and index, the very touch sending a spark of arousal across its length. You try to control its throbbing and guide it in between her thighs, sliding the tip against her exposed and moistened lips. Twilight sighs softly while you rub her lightly, yelping louder as you add some weight to it. The entire night’s arousal now clouding your judgement, you quickly raise your hips slightly, the head of your member now resting against the lavender mare’s expecting anal entrance. It shivers against your exposed skin upon contact, her tail twitching along. You prod the entrance lightly; she moans.

You slide your hand to her unobstructed rear, your thumb now resting beside your target, squeezing down against her flesh and pulling it to the side. The folds of skin stretch out, leaving the entrance more accessible to your erect manhood. Impatient, Twilight motions her hips downward, applying weight against your tip, further and further pressuring for your ingression. You decide you’ve waited long enough. She’s waited long enough.

Without a second thought, you push your hips forward in a quick motion, the strength of which forces the skin and flesh of her tight tunnel to give, now crowning the very tip of your penis in a puffy wave. “Oooh!” she yelps, the very touch of your hardness against her inner ring sending jolts of pleasure to her head. Another slight push and the glans disappears into Twilight, further stretching her insides, perhaps more than your fingers had done. She bites down on her lower lip, chin still rested against the pillow, and whines softly between her teeth. As the head further moves inside, clearing her sphincter which now retracts back, you feel its tightness gripping down on your shaft, the heat of her insides almost uncomfortable against your skin. You grunt out loud: “Oh shit, Twi...”

She simply whines as a feeling of fullness began to take over her senses the further inside you went. Now perhaps a third of your entire length found itself covered in her warm, tight hole, squirming about reflexively, stretched out further than ever before. The unicorn closes her eyes tightly, and with a sigh, spoke softly: “M-more...”. That was your cue.

Fighting the urge to simply push yourself in on one go, you slowly back away from her, the swollen tip popping into her inner ring of muscle and forcing it to contract. With the tip almost popping out of her, you begin forcing it in once more, her moans now becoming louder and louder. Each time you repeat the process you manage to squeeze yourself further in. One half. Two thirds... three quarters... seven eights. You pull it out, all the way to the tip... and in one quick swing of your hips, dig your whole length into her spasming rectum. Twilight howls in what you could only perceive as pleasure as her legs, tail and hips shake heavily.

“Aaah... I feel... strange.” she admits, hiding her face in the pillow. You remain silent, your breathing growing increasingly erratic as the tightness envelops you completely, the heat of her innards tricking your brain into believing your flesh was melting away. You grunt in a low voice, pulling out slightly - which seemed to be Twilight’s preferred move. A puddle of her slick juices formed on the bedsheets under her crotch, the excess running down her thighs in glistering streams. You slip inside again, forcing your hips against her rump, now as far inside her as you could get. She raised her head quickly, her dark-blue-and-pink mane flying in multiple directions, sticking her tongue out in the process, a coating of saliva running down her chin.

Twilight turned to you, her chin trembling and her extended tongue almost out of control, as whines of ecstasy fired off from her lungs in successive fashion. You began to move your hips in constant motions, plunging in and out of her as a piston, only randomizing how far you’d pull out in each swing. Angling your insertion seemed to further reach into pockets of pleasure you hadn’t explored before, all visible in her slightly bulging eyes. She arousal seemed to much for her to bear any longer, and her raised legs soon gave way, her rear falling on its side against the bed, her legs shivering, and your package popping out of her.

You take a second to catch your breath. She just doesn’t have any left, laying her head flat against the bed, giving up any resistance. You further lower your hips, using your hands to support yourself and resting them on the mattress, with Twilight’s chest in between. You look down, your hips now fully responsible for helping you find your way back in, your penis swollen and throbbing. Likewise, Twilight’s marehood sparkled in wetness and her anus spasmed, still not completely closed from your stay; you line up the tip against it, forcing your way inside and finding no resistance. Now reaching into her sideways, you move slowly, swaying your hips in various directions as you squeeze yourself in.

She moans loudly, though still too weak to move. You intensify your thrusts, speeding it up as much as your exhausted hips allowed you to. You feel your lower body contract as the rubbing of your flesh against her continues, sensing you were coming in close to a climax. Forcing your hips a bit more, you smack against her rear, her entire body trembling from the shock and bouncing softly on the bed. “Mmmfh.. aaah.” You continue, closing your eyes now and just taking in the sensations.

With hardly any energy left, you sense from the contractions of her muscles all around her body that the lavender unicorn was as close to orgasm as you were. Your own pride, now satisfied after having had your revenge, couldn’t possibly let yourself climax before a lady. You lay your chest against the side of her warm, comfy body, shifting your upper body weight to one well-placed elbow, your mouth breathing into her neck. Quickly, you slide a hand down her stomach, inserting it between her thighs and guiding it towards her nether regions. The mushy fur your index and middle fingers navigated through got them plenty wet, and you slid them into her quivering sex. Twilight’s body stiffened in reaction.

Your fingers dig in and out of her sensitive spot, kneading her labia and inner folds in erratic movements. Soon your hips begin to move again, now pulling yourself out to the very tip, and simply prodding her entrance in successive thrusts to perhaps only a third of your length. Popping it in and out of her seemed to further tighten her muscles, Twilight now incredibly stiff everywhere but the areas of her body you actively shaped. It also felt incredibly good for you, the more sensitive section of your member being stimulated by her squeezing ring of flesh - the same which now clamped down on you with force, as Twilight’s thighs extended outwards, petrified in place. She forced her nose down on the mattress, front hooves contracted against her chest.

Continuing your movements at a slow pace, the sensations became too much to bear. She cried out loud, her voice filling the room and beyond as her orgasm overwhelmed her completely, herself shaking from the tip of her tail to the end of her horn. Twilight’s rear legs bucked the bed involuntarily as the massive overflow of pleasure put her head in the clouds. Her horn flayed wildly with magic, nearly every object in her room rattling from her rebuff. “Aaaah!” she moaned again, the sweet sound of her voice driving you over the edge. You grunt alongside her, driving your length fully inside, to the base as her insides take you in with ease.

“T-Twilight, it’s - I’m …!” you can’t finish your sentence as your own pleasure hits peak levels. You tumble on top of her as you feel perhaps the strongest orgasm you’ve ever had taking place, your stiffened member now throbbing wildly while you feel a massive torrent of liquids racing up its length, shooting out through the tip and flooding Twilight’s innards in its slimy heat. Her eyes open wide and her tongue drops out of her open mouth, the sensation forcing more yelps out of her.

“It’s so waaarm...” she speaks in a funny voice, hardly any strength left in her.

With a few more spasms, you finish pumping your seed inside the young unicorn’s twitching anus. For the next twenty seconds or so you keep immobile, your hips uncontrollably bucking in shock. Your breathing starts to return to normal along with hers, though the haze in her eyes still remained and Twilight kept immobile. You bring your hand from between her legs and hug her across the chest, resting your cheek against her neck. She seems to enjoy it, tail swaying slightly and a short smile in her lips.

Within minutes you flop out of her, a stream of white liquid following and dripping down her thighs, forming a small puddle on the bedsheets. She didn’t seem to care now, simply resting her head on a pillow, leaning it on its side as time went by. You did the same, though perhaps now, with all the sexual pressure off your mind, you returned to your previous reservations against engaging in this kind of activity with Twilight. What have I done, what have I done? you think over and over, a sense of shame overwhelming you.

A roaring sound was heard by both of you. Twilight’s ear stood up in surprise, and you lifted your head from her cozy neck. Another one. Oh. Your stomach wasn’t exactly happy right now. With all the commotion, you had forgotten to eat all day!

“Uh-oh...” you whisper, too tired to get out of bed now. Her eyes move your way. “I guess I’m reeeally hungry... aren’t I?”

Twilight uses of whatever strength she had left to switch sides, turning around on the bed and now facing you. Her chest touched yours, and her hooves were placed on the side of your ribcage. She looked at you dead in the eye, a slight blush in her cheeks.

“Don’t leave...” she whispered back, planting her nose against your neck. Surprised, you bring your hands around her, embracing her shivering body. You lower your chin against her forehead, her horn now resting against your cheek, and sigh at the same time a satisfied smile adorns your lips.

“Don’t worry. I’ll be here forever.”, kissing her forehead.

Twilight smiles, then falls sound asleep.

Chapter 1 - END

Congratulations in making it this far! If I could hand out “What a trooper” prizes to people over the Internet, you would certainly be receiving one in your inbox right about now.

This has been my second foray into fanfiction in my 25 years of life - the first more than five years ago. I’m not much of a reader, and not much of a writer either, so I understand this might not have been the easiest or most pleasant of reads, but I’m very grateful for your comments and critique. Clocking in at over 15000 words, it’s the second longest piece of work I’ve produced in a single story, though probably the only one which makes any sense.

As far as continuity goes, I am leaving this project open. I certainly don’t wish to recreate the behemoth that is this first chapter when moving forward, if it happens, but figured I wanted to see how far my true limits were. I felt the writing became stale and boring at the end, so I cut it shorter. But the point is I did it, and tha’s what matters.

Thanks again!

- LIMW