Hearts, Hooves, and Balloons

Hearts, Hooves, and Balloons

By Strawberry Jelly

Intermission

My legs shifted uneasily against the sheets that I had kicked up in my embarrassing moment, which I still felt a mix of shame and lingering pleasure over.  My legs were still kicking nervously in fear as I watched Twilight walk across the room towards me.  She was totally going to smell it and ask questions or... or what if she thinks I'm a bad pony for doing it!?

I inhaled sharply for the upcoming onslaught that she was about to give m-

“Why does it smell like cotton candy and cake icing in here?”  Okay, so that was unexpected.  I sniffed casually at the air, only to take notice that I did in fact smell like cotton candy.  Wait, do you think she would too?  Why am I asking you?  Wait, who am I asking to begin with?

“I'm not sure,” I lied, hoping that I didn't sound too terribly suspicious to my friend.  I'm still not sure why it's so embarrassing, but I just kind of know it's not something you should do in somepony else's bed.

“Never mind that anyway,”  She shook her head, thankfully trying to steer clear of the incredibly awkward subject, only to look at me with those two amethyst eyes that I can't find myself avoiding.  Rather, I didn't want to be avoiding them.  It was a soft, loving gaze that just seemed to pour out the words of 'It'll be okay'.  “Pinkie, I need to let you know...”

She climbed onto the bed next to my and faced Luna's white moon that hung high in the sky still.  I just joined her side and stared out with her, making sure to keep a little more of a distance from her than that of what I personally wanted.  Better safe than sorry, at least when the very stability of my heart is at stake.

We just sat like that for a good five, maybe ten minutes, or maybe an hour; I lost track of time as I caught random glances of Twilight when she wasn't expecting it.  A part of me was hoping that she wasn't going to say anything and just let us sit like this for the rest of the night, but of course she spoke up after the long, but comfortable silence.

“I never really thought about romance, or relationships beyond that of friends.  I'll admit that I seem to prefer stallions, as per my previous experience with Flash Sentry, but I can not really say anything about the female persuasion,”  Her voice was soft, enigmatic, but clearly thoughtful as she spoke.  Wow, she even has me using fancier words than what I usually do!  All I can think is just how much I love her...

“Pinkie, what I'm saying is...  I don't want to rush into something; I don't love you like you clearly love me – or at least think you love me – but that doesn't mean I'm not attracted to you.  You really are a rather attractive mare, and one of my best friends...  No matter what happens, I will never abandon you,”  She stressed that last sentence for good measure, but it was enough to still give me a sense of hope.  Joy...  I truly felt both in her words, which mainly caused a warmth to spread through my body from my chest.

“So does that mean?!”  I was shaking, almost to a point of violence in excitement for what was about to come.  Oh sweet Celestia, she was about to say she wanted to be my special somepony and-

“No.”  She said flatly, forcing any fluff hat may have been returning to my dead mane to fizzle out like a fireplace without lumber.  “Don't get me wrong, I'm not opposed to the idea, but I need time to think about it...  Pinkie, I'm not rejecting you, but can you please just be patient?  … For me?”

She looked over at me with those stunning eyes that left me a combination of awestruck and strangely content.  Sure, she hadn't rejected me, and maybe it was the lingering hope that her words had created, but I really want to just hug her so tightly...

So I did!  Of course I hugged her as tightly as I could, like, tighter than I've ever hugged Gummy.  I heard her let out an uneasy squeak from my grip, but she returned the hug no less and pulled me back onto the bed with her in a warm cuddle.  Easy there, Pinkie; you've cuddled with your friends before, and this is no different at all!

“Thank you, Pinkie,”  She mumbled before giving me a soft nuzzle on the cheek and letting me see that unbelievable smile.  That moment was the moment I realized that I truly loved the mare next to me.  Don't ask me how, but I just... knew.

Oh Celestia, there it was again.  Her scent was even stronger after she bathed; even to the point of making my mind race like Rainbow Dash performing a sonic rainboom.  I loved being held by her like this, but it was getting dangerous...  Especially with how much I just want her to kiss me... and maybe touch me...

I let out a warm, dreaming sigh for the mare that rested next to me.  No, I can't just jeopardize her 'maybe' for something so selfish; no matter how amazing it would feel.  “Twilight!  C-Can I take a bath real fast?”

I practically cried out to her, sounding pretty suspicious in hindsight, but I couldn't let it get to me now.  She looked at me in what I assumed was disbelief, and maybe suspicion...  “S-Sure, Pinkie.  I don't mind; I left enough hot water for you anyway.”

“Th-Thank you,”  I smiled and gave her a soft, meaningful nuzzle to her neck that made her actually catch her breath for once.  Taking my victory silently, I made my way to the bathroom with a wide grin on my lips that I really hoped she didn't see.  I did that to her; the mare of my dreams, and you know what?  It felt amazing.

Almost as amazing as the warm bathwater that I sank into like a raft with a hole the size of my head.  My muscles apparently were aching more than I was expecting from that... thing I did on Twilight's bed...  That she was now laying on without a clue.

My leg twitched a little at the idea; what if I left my scent on there and she smelled it and...  What if she was having thoughts like that too?  What if she started touching herself in that spot and...

My cheeks were burning up at my thoughts that I had to painfully shake off.  I couldn't just do that again; especially not in her bathroom too!  Sure, I did it in her bed, which was probably worse, but still...  That itch came back though; with a vengeance this time.

I really, really, really, really wish she was here to scratch it for me.