A Spot Of Tea

by Zanem-Ji

Rating: mature
Tags: Sex, Slice of Life, Applejack, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Rarity, Romance
Length: 1376

Applejack, a good ol' fashion, country loving farmer, has never been a fan of the high class society lifestyle. But somehow, Rarity, a unicorn who loved all thing fancy and frou frou, has managed to work her way into the farm pony's heart.

Applejack, a good ol' fashion, country loving farmer, has never been a fan of the high class society lifestyle. But somehow, Rarity, a unicorn who loved all things fancy and frou frou, has managed to work her way into the farm pony's heart.

Published 2014-03-11 20:30:08 UTC
Last updated 2014-03-11 20:30:08 UTC

A Spot Of Tea

She wasn’t meant for the hoity toity lifestyle,
And she for sure wouldn’t take the time to ‘sip a spot of tea’.

She wanted nothing to do with anything fancy.
That is, until she met her companion, Rarity.

At first, it seemed like they weren’t meant to be.
For often, if not always, did their personalities collide.

But as the years went on, their bond grew stronger.
And instead of Friendship, something deeper began to reside.

She learned to appreciate the little details about her.
Like the way her eyes sparkled, every intricate sapphire swirl.

From the way her coat glittered like fresh powdered snow,
To the bounce of her mane, each beautiful and delicate violet curl.

It would still be more time though,
Before either showed true love and devotion.

A girls’ night out to a dance club
Brought forth a plethora of emotion.

The drinks began to flow freely.
Vinyl Scratch dropped the bass.

Hidden fears flew out the window,
And liquid courage took it’s place.

The sound rumbled through their bodies,
The farmer finally saw her dance.

It was sexy, it was beautiful,
She was in the Unicorn’s trance.

She twisted and turned with grace,
Her body flowed to the beat.

And in the middle of a sway,
Emerald and sapphire orbs meet.

Rarity smiled, Applejack gulped.
White hooves began a drunken trot.

The Apple relaxed, breathed out, and smiled back.
She faithfully stayed in her spot.

Rarity leaned in close, closing the gap between the two.
Pale lips meeting an orange cheek.

Applejack’s smiled widened, her breath stuck in her lungs.
Her mouth unable to speak.

And just like that, she backs away.
She turns around and begins to strut.

She looks back at her, slyly grins and says;
“Are you going to follow me, or what?"

A scramble of hooves, the wind on her face,
The journey to the boutique was a blur.

Her mind spiraled and rolled. Before she knew it,
Her vision was covered by white fur.

Rarity ran hooves up and down her,
Feeling the toned body from years of farm work.

And if Applejack kept kissing on her like that,
She was certain that she would go berserk.

The cowpony went south,
Aiming for the space between her thighs.

She had worked hard to earn that trust,
Now it was time to get her prize.

Tongue went in, deep and slow,
Careful not to destroy her precious flower.

Pick up the pace, nearing the end of the race.
It’s the climax of their love making hour.

Muscles tense up everywhere,
Sweat builds up as well.

White hooves dig into blonde mane.
The pressure starts to swell.

Her thighs twitch, the moans grow.
Orange hooves tightly hold her white frame.

Their eyes meet, one final time.
Rarity screamed out her lover’s name.

“Ah AH nngh!!, Baby, please don't stop!!-
OH MY GODS!!! APPLEJAAAACK!!!”

Love and Passion exploded from her core.
Dizzy, she threw her head back.

Legs intertwined, they looked into each other’s eyes.
A new spark between them, their gaze never did part.

They nuzzled each other and smiled some more.
Feelings now confirmed deep within the heart.

The days following were wonderful,
The love they shared was amazing.

Their friends happily accepted it as well,
For the fire of love in their heart was blazing.

Eventually though, time passed on,
They knew they’d have to do it one day.

They needed to go and announce to their families,
That they were now openly gay.

AJ’s family was told first, and it was quite easy.
The best response came from the Apple’s famous Granny.

She arched an eyebrow and looked up at the couple,
Asking, “Is that the same thing as a tranny?”

There were no negativities though.
And then it was Rarity’s turn.

They made it to her parents’ house,
Causing the unicorn’s stomach to churn.

What AJ loved about Rarity,
Was that she was quite the silly thespian.

And of course she was dramatic as ever,
When she told them she was a lesbian.

They too, had no problem with it,
They were actually filled with elation.

For when their daughter came out,
It wasn’t really a revelation.

They continued life together once more.
Their relationship was nothing but bliss.

Everypony could see their happiness,
Through every single hug and kiss.

And after years of being together,
And ready to stay that way for life.

AJ finally popped the question;
“Rarity, will ya be mah beautiful wife??”

The tears sprung forth, Rarity’s head bobbed up and down.
They shared a sweet embrace.

Tears turned to excited squeals,
and she planted happy kisses all over her face.

They made invitations and wish lists,
And many other kinds of preparation.

They date finally arrived, they could wait no longer.
Everypony was just as excited for the occasion.

Applejack looked handsome in her tuxedo,
She looked like the perfect groom.

She looked at the doors at the end of the aisle.
She was waiting for somepony more special to enter the room.

And then it happened, the moment she was waiting for.
AJ’s face beamed with pride.

Rarity graced the room with her presence.
The Apple was happy to see her bride.

She radiated like the sun, bathing all with her warmth.
She smiled as her eyes fell upon her lover’s face.

She slowly walked towards her groom,
She felt like her heart was soaring into space.

She stopped next to Applejack, glad to be by her side.
They quickly nuzzled, Rarity gave her a wink.

The priest stepped forward, and cleared his throat.
It was then the emotions hit their brink.

He gave his speech, words sweet and true,
Giving praise to their amazing love.

But even if nopony had approved of it,
They’d shout it to the heavens above,

That they’d love each other no matter what,
Time and time again, through thick and thin.

That what they had, they knew it was special.
For their life as one was about to begin.

The kiss to unite them was shared,
Everypony in the room let out a cheer.

Nothing else mattered to the other,
As they kissed the one they held dear.

Now finally married, life continued on.
So forward moved the hands of Time.

They all grew older and wiser,
And even lived well past their prime.

Her illness was subtle at first, barely noticeable even,
Rarity was known to be pretty tough.

But as the months went on, it was plain to see,
That her illness was starting to get rough.

Heart disease from magic overdose,
Took it’s toll on AJ’s wife…

And when the time came, damage was done.
It took dear Rarity’s life.

The funeral was horrible,
Depressing and full of pain.

Her closest friends cried over her coffin,
Their tears mingling in with the rain.

AJ carried on strong, for her wife no longer knew pain,
And this thought had so much peace that it gave.

The old farmer kept this thought so close to her heart,
As she slowly walked to Rarity’s grave.

She set a basket down beside her,
And got comfortable in the grass.

As she reached inside for it’s contents,
There was a soft clinking of glass.

She pulled out a tea set, very old and worn,
But no other tea sets could ever compare.

She was careful not to break any of the cups.
After all, this was Rarity’s favorite chinaware.

She took out a jug of hot water,
Pouring it into not one cup, but two.

She smiled and set the cup in front of the grave,
And placed a bag in it to brew.

She took a sip from her own,
Taking time to look up at the sky.

She knew that somewhere, up there…
Rarity was keeping a watchful eye.

She still wasn’t meant for the hoity toity lifestyle,
But now she didn’t mind her spot of tea.

She didn’t mind being a tad fancy for her,
Her wife, her lover, her sweet Rarity.

Author's Note

Hmm...well, this is the first poem story I've written. Comment and Rate It. Love It or Hate it.
(Seriously, I want to make sure I'm satisfying readers out there. Lol.)