Whom I Hold Dear

Chapter 2: Torn

Twilight’s eyes popped open as soon as she was awake. Though the sun was up, the room was dim due to the shades over the windows. Her eyes bounced around for a moment as she became more aware of her surroundings. Slowly, she sat up, letting the blanket slide off of her. There was a distinct lack of warmth in the bed with her; her mother already gone.

Twilight lowered her head down into her hooves. “What in Celestia’s name have I done…” she muttered to herself. Mental flashes of what they did the previous night came flooding back. All the sensations she felt became real in her mind for a moment, causing an unwanted tingle in between her legs. “On their anniversary too…” she said softly.

“I’m horrible…” Her heart sank in her chest. Twilight felt as though she had just betrayed her father. She betrayed his memory, his trust, and her promise to him all in one fell swoop. She raised her head to look around the room once more. She was indeed alone. After what she had done, she deserved to be alone. Twilight had taken advantage of a recent widow’s sexual urges simply because she wanted it. She took advantage of her mother at her weakest.

“No, that’s not true though…” a dissenting voice in her head reminded her. Her mom had made the first move, so Twilight didn’t take advantage of her. For the briefest of moments, Twilight almost thought her mom had been the one taking advantage of someone, but she silenced that thought immediately. She couldn’t bring herself blame her mom for what happened. In the end, Twilight had made the offer.

She placed her hooves to her forehead as she stared down at the blanket covering her lower body. “That was just an accident…A way of coping…” Twilight whispered, just for herself to hear. “I was upset yesterday, and so was Mom…” She tried to swallow the panic that was building inside her, but it wasn’t working. “We weren’t thinking clearly…”

Twilight lay back down. She went over the series of events that lead her to this bedroom last night. Her mom had managed to calm her down some after she came here, but it had taken a few hours. She was tried by that point, and all she could think of was going to bed. She still felt that fear inside her, so she slept in her mom’s bed. The next thing she remembered was waking up to her mom sucking her dick.

Twilight’s whole body shuddered. “I’ve ruined my relationship with my mom…” Twilight laid there just staring up at the ceiling. As bad as she felt, she couldn’t even cry—her mind was racing too much to cry.

There was a knock on the door, which drew Twilight’s attention. She struggled to swallow so she could speak. “Y-yes?”

“I’m making breakfast…” her mom replied. Twilight didn’t hear her mom’s hoofsteps leading away from the bedroom door, telling her she was still on the other side. “I’ll send a letter with you to school tomorrow excusing you so you don’t have to go today…”

“Okay…”

“Just…” Her mom paused. “Just come down when you’re ready.”

Twilight could feel her forelegs shaking. She placed her hoof to her mouth, struggling to keep herself calm. The faint sounds of her mom leaving didn’t put Twilight’s heart at ease. Just imagining how this conversation with her mom would play out felt like it might kill her. How would she talk to her? How could she talk to her? After what she had done, Twilight didn’t feel as though she could explain herself. For comfort or whatever—she shouldn’t have done what they did. She shouldn’t have offered to sleep with her mom.

She sat there silent for a few minutes before finally climbing out of bed. Without any answer to her problems, she had to face the inevitable. Twilight decided the best thing to do now would be to just go talk with her. As strange and terrifying of a conversation this would be, it was still her mother—the pony who raised her. That bond still made them family, even if she had crossed a terrible line.

Twilight silently stepped into the kitchen. Her mom was busy cooking pancakes, a dish she only made when she was feeling motivated. Twilight became cautious as soon as she smelled that familiar aroma when she left her mother’s bedroom. That breakfast mixed with what had happened last night didn’t add up for the young pony. She quietly took a seat at the kitchen table, before softly clearing her throat.

She noticed her mom jump slightly at the sound. She turned to look at Twilight, and gave her daughter a small, hesitant smile. “Good morning,” she said softly. Twilight could see the older mare’s eyes weighing heavy with guilt, but there was something else about her eyes that she couldn’t quite place.

“Morning…” Twilight responded before quickly looking down at the table.

Velvet turned back to stove, levitating a perfectly golden brown pancake free from the skillet. She set it on a plate, and turned off the stove. After breakfast was plated, she levitated a dish over to her daughter before joining her at the table.

A small syrup dispenser and a dish with some butter were set down gently between the two of them by Velvet’s magic. She occasionally glanced up at her daughter to see her fixated down at her plate. It was as though her eyes were glued there. Silence overtook the room as they stared at their respective breakfasts, but neither one of them started eating.

She didn’t know what to say to Twilight. After what she had done the previous night, how could she talk to her? After what they had done, the mare sitting across from her didn’t feel like the daughter she raised. She swallowed a forming lump in her throat, knowing that it was her fault that their relationship wasn’t the same.

Twilight glanced up, just barely missing her mother’s gaze as she went back to staring at her own breakfast. The older mare’s eyes, though showing clear signs of guilt over their actions last night, held something that Twilight felt might make this situation not as horrible as she thought.

“The bags under your eyes don’t look as dark today…” she finally said, making her mom’s head snap up to her.

The sudden compliment made her relax slightly. “Thanks…” she said softly. Now that one of them has spoken, they both felt that the tension dissolved just enough to start eating. Twilight levitated her knife at the same time her mother did. She paused for a moment as the older mare took some butter before getting enough for herself. As she went about covering the golden surface of her breakfast, she could help but keep looking up at her mother.

“She doesn’t look as exhausted as she has over the past few months…” she thought as she levitated the syrup. As she poured the amber liquid over her pancakes, her mind felt a little at ease. “Even after what we did, she at least got a good night’s sleep last night…” She smiled softly to herself.

“Twilight…” her mom said, pulling the young mare’s attention for her plate.

“Yes?”

She opened her mouth to say something, but hesitated. She closed it again, and her eyes fell down to her daughter’s breakfast. A pool of syrup was forming around the base of her pancakes. “You’re using too much,” she replied on motherly instinct.

Twilight looked down, and immediately stopped pouring. She blushed a bit out of embarrassment. “Thanks…”

Velvet smiled at her daughter. In that moment she realized it was still Twilight she was talking to. She was still the same clumsy, bookish filly she had known since she was born. No matter what they had done last night, the mare across from her was still her daughter. She breathed a small sigh of relief as she finished the last bite on her plate.

“We…have a lot to talk about…” she said softly.

Twilight nodded silently as she levitated a small bite of her breakfast to her mouth. She chewed slowly, trying desperately to hold off having to speak.

“Twilight…last night was a mistake, and I’m sorry for doing that to you…” The older mare’s voice was quiet, only barely above a whisper. Her words were heavy and heartfelt.

Twilight saw her mother’s ears fall flat and her eyes told of her pain. Twilight swallowed the bite in her mouth. “It’s my fault though…” she replied, feeling a sense of desperation climbing its way into her voice. “I’m the one who told you we could…”

Her mom shook her head. “I was the adult, Twilight, and I should have had the sense to tell you no!” Velvet’s voice jumped in volume, but only barely louder than her normal speaking voice. Compared to their earlier levels though, she was practically shouting. “I took advantage of you, and I’m sorry…”

“I don’t feel that way, Mom!” Twilight slammed her hoof on the table. The loud thud grabbed her mom’s attention, stopping the older mare from continuing to blame herself. “I don’t look at it as though you took advantage of me! I’m old enough to make that decision!”

“No, you’re not, Twilight!” Her mom put her hoof on the table, standing up in her hind legs. “You may be old enough as far as the law in concerned, but as far as I’m concerned, you’re not…” She stood tall over her daughter, making the younger mare shrink down. Velvet glared down at her in anger, though she knew it wasn’t Twilight she was angry at. She was defending her when she didn’t deserve to be defended, and that was what she was upset over. She could feel her glare shift to a near tearful expression. “If your father was here, he’d kill whoever touched his little girl…and I’m the one who did it…” she said before dropping back down onto her hind legs. “I’m a monster…”

“I told you it was okay…I told you we could…I offered…” Twilight held her ears flat, and kept her posture small. Although she was showing submissiveness to her mother’s authority, she still protested.

Velvet shook her head slowly. Her jaw clenched as a small tear slid down her cheek. “Why can’t you just hate me for this…Why are you so dead set on blaming yourself!”

“Why are you…” Twilight retorted back softly. She kept her eyes down at the floor, and her ears still flat as she avoiding eye contact.

Velvet looked at her daughter for a moment, letting her words register. She couldn’t help but laugh at the absurdity of this conversation. After what they had done—the taboo they had broken and their relationship destroyed—they were arguing over who was at fault. Each blamed themselves rather than the other. “Why did you have to take after me in all the wrong areas?” she asked barely holding in a hysterical laugh.

“Mom?” Twilight looked up with a confused look.

“I don’t want this to ruin our relationship, Twilight. With your father gone and your brother away, you’re all I have left here in Canterlot.”

“I don’t want this to ruin it either, Mom. So, can we just not let it?” Her ears finally rose up as she posed the question.

“How?” she asked, wiping her tears from her cheeks. “Can you honestly tell me that you won’t think about this? Can you honestly look at me with the same way?”

“I can try…” Twilight’s face went red.

Velvet sighed. “Trying and doing are two different things…” She placed her hoof on her forehead again, trying to hide her face as she thought. “We can never speak of this again if we want to move on. We can just pretend this didn’t happen.”

Twilight looked down at the table again. In some twisted way, she was upset to hear that. Deep down, she didn’t want to pretend this didn’t happen. Her mom was closer to her old self that morning than any morning since her dad’s death. She was up early, she made their favorite breakfast, and as far as Twilight could tell, she had a good night’s sleep. This was the best she had seen her mom in months. She couldn’t let her just go back to how she was before. “Mom, do we have to pretend this didn’t happen?”

Velvet’s eyes shot to Twilight as her hoof slid down to the table. “What are you saying? Of course we have to!”

“I’m just saying that you slept well last night for the first time since Dad passed.You also made your favorite breakfast too—something else you haven’t done since Dad passed…” She slowly levitated her fork up as she tried to avoid the urge to look her mom in the face. She could still feel her cheeks burning with embarrassment over what she was about to suggest.

“I wanted pancakes this morning, and I was exhausted after last night.” She paused for a brief moment. “I suppose I did sleep well, but at what cost?” Her mom shook her head at the notion.

“You only make pancakes when you’re in a good mood, Mom…”

“No, Twilight. I always made them after I had sex with your father…That’s why we had them a few times a week…” Velvet’s cheeks turned red over admitting something so private.

“Not every time…” Twilight muttered.

“And how would you know that?"

“I can hear you. Your room is just on the other side of a wall from mine…” Twilight said just barely above a whisper. Both mares’ faces went red. “I know you’re not satisfied by yourself either,” she added. Velvet only answered her with silence. Twilight took a small bite of her cold breakfast while she had a chance. When she swallowed the sticky, cold piece of pancake, her eyes bounced to her mom’s only briefly. “I’m just saying that I don’t mind…”

As soon as it was uttered, Velvet shut down. She could only stare at her daughter, utterly dumbstruck over what had just left the young mare’s mouth.

Twilight paused for a moment to gather her courage. After she saw how much better her mom was feeling after this, she started to feel that perhaps in some way, this was keeping her promise to her father. This was a way of keeping her mom from being depressed. “I don’t mind being Dad’s proxy if you need me to be. I won’t be bothered if you call his name or anything…” she added.

She simply continued to stare at Twilight in complete disbelief over what her daughter was saying. After a moment she blinked a few times to pull herself back to reality. “T-Twilight, we can never do this again,” she clarified.

“I’m just saying that if you need it, I don’t mind is all…”

“You can’t be serious…”

Twilight looked around the table for a moment, trying to gather her thoughts. When she finally pieced together what she wanted to say, she looked at her mom again. This time, she kept her eyes locked on Velvet’s. “Mom, I never told you this, but when Dad died, I promised myself that I would do whatever it takes to keep you happy.” She paused again to swallow down a nervous lump in her throat. “You had a small reprieve from your grief last night, and I’m saying that if you ever need something to take your mind off Dad again, I wouldn’t mind being your partner. It’s just for comfort rather than actual intercourse…like masturbation…” Twilight felt as though she might die from shame.

Velvet let out a small laugh at the absurdity. “Masturbation? Twilight…no…” She shook her head. “It’s nothing like masturbation. You’re my daughter, and I’m your mother. That’s incest—it’s something we should never do again!”

“We’ve already crossed the line, Mom.” Twilight’s courage wavered a bit, and she soon found herself staring down at her breakfast once more. Her tone was still firm, which stood out against her submissive demeanor though. After a few moments of awkward silence, she slowly looked back up at Velvet. ”I’m not saying we should do it often, but we’re not doing anything worse if we do it again. And if it makes you feel better…” she trailed off. Her eyes looking almost tearful as she imagined her mom crying again.

Perhaps it was the absurdity of the conversation, or maybe Twilight had a point, but Velvet found it hard to argue against her. “It’s a line I would rather not cross again!” she blurted out. Velvet shook her head as she tried to make sense of what Twilight was saying. “I’m your mother, Twilight. Are you saying you would be fine doing that again?”

“I’m saying it’s an option…I would rather we do this than see you hurting again…”

Velvet took a deep breath to calm herself down. “Last night was a moment of weakness on my part. I won’t let our relationship, or my family be endangered by something like that again.” She paused for a moment. “I won’t let my selfish desires get the best of me anymore.”

“I don’t want to let our family be destroyed like that either, Mom, but at the same time, I can’t leave you to hurt like you have been for the past two months. I don’t think it’s selfish to want a little gratification either…”

“I can’t believe I’m having this conversation with you…” she placed her hoof on her forehead again as she rest her foreleg on the table.

“I just want to make you happy…”

She stared into the fur on her foreleg for a moment as she struggled to find an answer. “I”ll be fine, Twilight,” she finally said after a few moments. She lowered her leg, and sighed when she saw her daughter’s eyes filled with worry. “Thanks for your concern, but…sex isn’t everything. I’ve told you before, time will make things better.” She forced a small smile on her face.

The concern didn’t leave her daughter’s eyes, even when she gave that small smile. “I’ll keep what you said in mind,” she added to put Twilight at ease. She had no intention of acting on it, but if it made Twilight stop worrying, she would say it. “Now, eat your breakfast. It’s still early, so if you want to go to school, you can attend your afternoon classes.”

“Okay…” she replied softly. Twilight’s ears still laid flat.

After Velvet cleaned up her plate, and took care of the syrup and butter on the table, she looked at Twilight. The young mare was moping as she ate her breakfast. She prodded the cold, soggy pancakes on her plate with her fork, only taking a bite every so often. With a sigh, Velvet walked up to her daughter, and placed her hoof on Twilight’s shoulder for reassurance. “I’m not mad at you. I hope you know that…”

“I know…” Twilight didn’t look up. Her gaze stayed fixated on her plate as she continued to poke her mess of a breakfast.

Velvet continued to look at her daughter with motherly concern. “With all of this, I haven’t had a chance to ask how you’ve been feeling. Are you still scared like you were yesterday?”

“I don’t know…I haven’t thought about it.” Twilight leaned into her mom’s touch, showing she wasn’t afraid or scared of her after what they had done.

“You were still pretty shaken up when you went to sleep last night, that’s why I’m asking.”

Twilight sighed. “I guess I was still scared when I woke up…” She paused for a moment. “You weren’t there, and after what we did, I thought you might hate me…”

Velvet pulled Twilight in for a hug. “I don’t hate you, dear.” she said softly. Twilight wrapped her forelegs around her mom too, returning her affection. The two hugged for a moment, reassuring one another they still loved each other. “If you want, you can sleep in my bed again tonight,” Velvet said cautiously.

Twilight nodded. “Thanks…”

The days after the incident were hard for them both, Twilight found herself struggling with a newfound phobia of being alone. She didn’t have panic attacks like she had that day of the incident, but she was far from alright. If she was alone, nervous thoughts about the safety of her brother and mother would start to wear on her. The young mare’s mind would concoct terrible scenarios, and her heart would start racing shortly after. Getting through her day was hard sometimes, but Twilight managed. She had to constantly remind herself that things were fine.

Twilight rushed home after school each day, from either concern or fear. As soon as Twilight came home, Velvet was there waiting with open forelegs. After a week, she had come to expect this as a routine. Twilight rushed into her mom’s forelegs and hugged her tightly. She softly comforted Twilight for a few moments to get the young mare to calm down. When Twilight realized her mom was safe from whatever horrible fate she imagined, she would finally let go.

“Sorry, Mom…” Twilight said with a small blush.

Velvet only smiled at her. “It’s alright, Twilight.” Velvet sighed as her daughter left to set her things down after school. Her daughter’s sudden irrational fear was a cause for concern. Velvet was worried about Twilight, but she also understood her reasoning behind this fear. With her father gone, and her brother’s position, Twilight felt like anything could happen. As silly as it might sound, Velvet had the same concerns for her son. These were the type of thoughts that kept a mother up at night, but Twilight wasn’t a mother. She was too young to be worrying like this.

Velvet sighed again just before Twilight came back to the living room. As soon as the young mare rounded the corner, Velvet tried to wipe all worry from her face. She was at a loss for how to help her daughter, but Twilight didn’t seem to want help for now. The way she acted, she was perfectly happy with how things were.

“No homework today?” Velvet asked.

“No, the princess didn’t give me any tonight.” Twilight levitated a book out of the bookcase as she took a seat on the couch. She casually flipped it open to a page marked with a bookmark, and began reading.

Now that her daughter was calmed down and happily reading a book, Velvet could get back to work—or at least try to get back to work. She looked at a small stack of papers on the table next to her, and levitated the pages into the air apathetically. It was a manuscript she had to go over for her job, but she didn’t feel like it. Her mind was miles away from work at that point. She sighed once more, this time from disappointment in herself. A certain distracting heat had been interrupting her focus all day. Velvet placed a pen to her lips as she debated taking care of this need of hers, or to ignore it and finish her work.

She glanced over at Twilight reading her book. She was home, which made this situation even more awkward for the older mare. It had been a week since she and Twilight crossed that line, and a week since she had an orgasm. Though she had been busy with work, she had tried to make time for herself while Twilight was at school and she wasn’t at the office. It hadn’t been a very fruitful endeavour though. She simply couldn’t cum. At this point, sex was never far from her mind, and with Twilight still sleeping in her bed each night, it made it almost impossible for her to have some alone time once her daughter was home.

“Twilight?” she asked, pulling the younger pony’s attention from her book. “I’m going to go work on this upstairs, alright?” She levitated her stack of paper up for her daughter to see.

“C-can I come with you?” Twilight asked, stepping off the couch.

Velvet shook her head, which made Twilight’s eyes go wide for a moment. “I’ll just be upstairs, dear. You can manage while you’re at school without me, I’m sure you can handle being downstairs alone for a few hours while I finish going over this manuscript.”

“School is a different story…and I still have a hard time there…”

“We need to start to wean you off this attachment, Twilight. It’s not healthy.” Twilight’s ears went flat as her mother spoke. “Small steps, okay? I’ll still be in the house.”

“Mom…” Twilight said again.

Velvet gave her a small, apologetic smile. “This is for your own good…” she replied in a gentle, motherly tone.

Twilight stared at her for a moment longer, pleading with her eyes. Finally, she broke her begging stare, and mentally argued with herself. Velvet could see her daughter’s head bouncing in nods and shakes as though she were having an actual conversation. It was much like her father did when he was thinking. When the debate ended, Twilight sighed. “Okay…” she said, defeated.

“If you really need to, come knock on my door, okay?” she said gently. Twilight nodded to her suggestion. It wasn’t much, but it was a way out for her in case she felt trapped. It put the young mare at ease to know she could get her mom’s attention if it became too much for her. “Just read your book, and I’ll be down before you know it.” Velvet slipped out of the room with her manuscript.

She let out a small sigh of relief when she finally closed her bedroom door behind her. “I don’t like lying to her, but I don’t want to talk to my daughter about this…” She set the stack of papers down on her desk. “Even after what we’ve done…”

Velvet plopped down on the bed. “A week since I’ve had any kind of relief…” she muttered to herself as she slid her hoof down her body. A few gentle caresses against her marehood was enough to get her fire lit. A familiar sensation started to tingle in her lower body as her hoof traced over her slit. She let out a low moan.

She felt a little silly about having to lie to Twilight just to get away for a bit, but Velvet had been struggling with this for a few days now. As much as she tried to push these sexual desires out of her head, she found herself thinking about them more. Each day was a struggle to focus on her work, and it only made her unproductive. Then, before she knew it, Twilight was home, and her chance at relieving her pent up desires would be gone until her daughter left for school the next day.

Velvet rolled onto her back just as her horn lit up. Her magic teased her sex, and she let her hoof fall to the wayside. The mare let out a small eager whimper when her magic slipped inside her pussy. Immediately, she felt a pulsing aura stimulate her, sending waves of pleasure through her body. Velvet closed her eyes and relaxed, letting her magic do all the work.

But something wasn’t right. No matter how much power she used, no matter how hard she thrust her magic inside her, no matter how much she played with herself, she was left wanting. It was as though her orgasm wouldn’t come. She let out an almost frustrated groan as she amped up her magic further, throwing subtly to the wayside. She used her hoof to tease her clit as a thick magical phallus began thrusting in and out of her pussy. She could feel her bed rocking from the force of her own magic fucking her, squeaking with each thrust. Velvet moaned in desperation, as she tried harder and harder to make herself cum.

“It’s no use…I need an actual dick…” she thought. It had already been two months since her husband’s death, and though she had masturbated since then, this past week it was not working for her. It wasn’t as though her magic hadn’t been enough before either. Then, the thought of what her and Twilight had done came to mind. “I was getting used cumming without her father until we did that…Until we had sex…”

A sudden, frantic knock came from the door. “Mom, are you okay?” Twilight’s voice carried her panic. “I heard some noises…”

Velvet froze immediately. Her magic quietly died down, making her body ache with desire. It took a moment for her to register what was happening, but when she did, she sighed. “Y-yes, Twilight. I-I’m fine…” she replied, trying her best to not sound like she wasn’t doing something so inappropriate.

“You sound out of breath, are you sure you’re okay?”

“Yes. Twilight, I’m busy, dear. I’ll be downstairs in a bit…” She tried to brush off her daughter, but it didn’t seem to work. There were no hoofsteps implying the younger mare had left.

After a moment, Velvet finally heard Twilight speak again. “It’s just you sound a little worked up, are you sure everything is okay…”

Velvet closed her eyes in frustration. Before she spoke, she reminded herself it wasn’t Twilight’s fault. With how she had been feeling lately, she was just concerned over the noise. “I’m fine, Twilight. I’m just taking care of something real quick…”

“Okay…”Twilight replied after a moment.

Finally she heard her daughter leave. The sound of her hoofsteps getting farther away was like music to her ears. She slowly started rubbing her aching marehood again only to feel like she was miles away from her climax. That knock had startled her so much, she went cold. Velvet let out a small groan of irritation. “I wouldn’t feel like this if I hadn’t had sex with her…”

Velvet lifted her hoof up, and stared at the soaked fur on the underside. “Maybe I could take Twilight up on her—no…” She shook her head, pushing the thought from her mind. “You promised you wouldn’t do that. Besides, it’s not right…” she muttered to herself. Velvet rest her foreleg over her eyes as she laid there. “I really need something other than my hoof or magic to help me out…dildos never did the trick for me either…I need a real dick, and the only one in the house is willing, but it’s my own daughter…what the hell is wrong with me…”

Velvet lazily looked over at the nightstand next to her. On its top rest a picture frame of her and her husband. Velvet frowned as she stared at the image. “Night…what’s wrong with me?” she asked the picture. There was no answer, but she didn’t expect one. “She’s our daughter, so why am I even considering this?”

“Maybe it’s because we’ve already crossed that line…” she thought. Velvet sat up in her bed. She stared across the room, silently. Slowly, she gathered the courage to ask herself the real questions she was scared to ask. “We’re still family, I’m not worried about that now…” she reassured herself. “But, is it fair to Twilight?” She looked back at the picture on her nightstand. “Is it cheating if I’m thinking of you?”

Her eyes fell down to the bedsheets. “It’s just for a bit of release right? A bit of stress relief…We’ve already done it before too…”

Twilight and Velvet both took a seat at the kitchen table for dinner. Two plates levitated onto the table, and set down in front of them. The food was already on it, and waiting for them to start eating, though Twilight hesitated for a moment before digging in. Velvet looked up at her daughter, finding her acting a bit more reserved than usual, which concerned her.

“What is it, Twilight?” she asked.

Twilight gave her a confused look as though she didn’t know what her mom was talking about, but Velvet wasn’t fooled. “You’re awfully quiet tonight.”

“It’s nothing…”

“You can tell me,” she said taking a bite of her dinner.

Twilight pushed her steamed carrots around on her plate. She didn’t know how to say what was bothering her, so she hoped by stalling, her mother might drop the issue. She glanced up to see Velvet still waiting for her to answer. Her strategy clearly wasn’t going to work. “I’m sorry for interrupting you earlier today…” she muttered.

Velvet swallowed the bite in her mouth. She couldn’t help her cheeks getting a little red. “I told you I wasn’t mad. You just broke my chain of thought while I was editing is all…” She had tried to push the incident out of her mind after it happened. Her body was still wanting even now, but she had to show some self-restraint. Twilight bringing it up sent a familiar tingle through her lower body, begging her for some relief. She shifted her hind legs back a forth, trying to quell the need between her legs. But, what worried her most wasn’t this lust she was feeling, it was the fact that she was honestly considering taking up Twilight’s offer earlier.

Twilight looked back down at her carrots. “After I went back downstairs, I realized what you were doing…” Twilight muttered.

Velvet’s fork came to a stop mid-stab. That was exactly what she didn’t want to hear. She stared down at her carrots like her daughter was. Her cheeks felt like they were burning with how red her face was. Twilight knew she had been indulging her desires, but instead of just admitting what she had been doing in her room, she chose to dance around the issue further with a rather generic response. “Well, regardless what I was doing, I told you I’m not mad at you for it.”

“I just thought I should apologize…” Twilight slowly levitated her fork to her mouth, this time taking a bite of her salad.

The older mare slowly looked up at her daughter, seeing her still refusing to look up from her plate. She couldn’t help but smile and laugh in this situation. Twilight was treating this like some great transgression—like she had just broken a family heirloom. While Velvet certainly wasn’t proud of what she had been doing and was even embarrassed her daughter knew, she found it rather silly Twilight was so worked up over it. “I meant it, Twilight. You don’t need to apologize because I’m not upset with you. There’s no need to sulk,” she said, trying to sound cheerful.

Twilight slowly looked up to meet her gaze. “I feel like it’s my fault that you were doing that though…” she said softly.

Velvet rolled her eyes. “It’s not your fault. Everypony has urges…Even me.” Velvet brought her fork to her mouth, taking another bite of her dinner as she continued her smile to put her daughter at ease. “I would have dreaded having this conversation a week ago, but after what happened, this just doesn’t seem so bad. I’d rather talk about this than the conversation we had last week…”

“I kind of know that…” Twilight replied, her own cheeks lighting up as she did. “I know we said we wouldn’t talk about it, but…if I’m the reason why you needed to go do that, I could—”

Velvet cleared her throat loudly. “Would you like desert?” She quickly changed the subject.

“We’re still eating dinner though…”

“After dinner.” Her mom was staring down at her plate as she ate. Her fork quickly picked up a bite of carrot and stuffed it into her mouth so she wouldn’t have to speak again. She couldn’t even glance up to look Twilight in the eyes for a brief second she was avoiding her so much.

The younger mare stared at her mom for a moment, unsure how to proceed. Clearly, she wasn’t going to discuss this; Twilight knew that much. She looked back down at her plate. “No, thank you…” Twilight replied. The room fell silent after that. She decided it was best to just sit there quietly and eat her dinner.

When Twilight started eating again, Velvet couldn’t stop her jaw from clenching. She was dodging the issue, but she was only because she felt she had to. The older mare was at wits end after a week. They had already done it once, so would doing it again change anything? Twilight had offered in the first place, and here she was offering again. Velvet swallowed a bite of carrots when she finally looked back up at Twilight. “I shouldn’t even consider it, but…”

Twilight timidly looked up to see her mom staring at her. “What?”

“Nothing…” she replied, sounding more tired than she intended.

Twilight tilted her head to the side as she tried to imagine what her mom was thinking. That tired tone of hers raised concerns, but Twilight didn’t want to push it. This had been the most awkward dinner they had all week, and she didn’t want to keep pressing her mother on an issue she clearly didn’t want to discuss. Instead, she chose to go with something more safe. “Dinner’s good,” she said giving her mom a sincere smile.

“Thanks.” Velvet cracked a smile herself. With a small sigh, she decided to change the topic from something so awkward to more normal. “So, how was school today?”

“It was good. A little overwhelming, but good.” Twilight continued to eat her dinner as she described her lessons that day in detail. Her mom nodded, every so often. Twilight knew that her mom was intelligent, but she wasn’t as knowledgeable in a lot of the areas Twilight took an interest in. While Twilight loved learning about math, science, and magic, her mom enjoyed language and literature more. That wasn’t to say that Twilight didn’t have her fair share of interest in literature as well.

“So, how is the book you’re editing coming along?” she asked her mom.

“Tedious. It’s a new author, and she’s got a thing for adventure stories. She needs a lot more work though.” Velvet said with a small laugh.

“A new author? Can I read it when you’re done?”

“It’s a first draft, Twilight. I doubt you would enjoy it much.”

“Another set of eyes might catch something you missed though.”

“Maybe later,” Velvet replied with a teasing smile.

This was much how their conversations had been this week. Twilight wasn’t sure if her mother was aware of it or not, but she was talking to her differently. Velvet had been talking to her more like an adult than her child. It worried Twilight at first since she thought that they might be drifting apart, but she realized quickly that they weren’t.

Perhaps they had even grown closer, either out of fear of drifting apart or because they had shared something so intimate. Velvet talked to her not just as her mother, but as a friend. Even though she had been such an inconvenience for her over the past week, her mom had been understanding and supportive. It put Twilight at ease knowing that. Fears she had about pushing her mother away with her clinginess were slowly dying the more they had conversations like this. These moments made her feel like she hadn’t lost her mom—she hadn’t lost her family.

“I just wish I could help her with all of her problems…” Twilight thought as she finished the last bite on her plate.

Twilight climbed into bed with her mother later that night. As soon as she was under the blanket, she closed her eyes, and readied herself to go to sleep. “Good night, Mom,” she said softly.

“Good night, Twilight…” Velvet sighed when she set her head down on her pillow. As soon as her head hit the soft surface, she rolled onto her side facing away from her daughter. The two slept on complete opposite ends of the bed to give one another space—at least that’s what Velvet told herself. In reality, she knew it was because she was scared. Part of her was still terrified that Twilight was upset at her, so she gave her space.

As Velvet lay there, she felt her jaw clench. This was the moment of truth—she and Twilight were in bed, and if she was going to do it, this was the perfect time. She swallowed hard to calm herself down. The aching need inside her body still hadn’t subsided since that afternoon, which only pushed her forward with her decision. With a small frown, she glanced at the picture on the nightstand. She closed her eyes, and turned her head away from the image of her husband. “Twilight?”

“Yes?”

“I…” Velvet took a deep breath as she readied herself further. “I was thinking of taking you up on your offer earlier…” she said softly.

“W-what?” The younger mare rolled over onto her side to look at her mom.

Velvet still had her back facing Twilight. “If you still don’t mind…If not, forget I said anything…” Velvet kept her eyes closed, too ashamed of herself to even look at the darkness of her bedroom.

“You mean you want to…Tonight? Right now?” Twilight asked with a growing panic in her voice.

“If that’s alright…”

“We…we can…If you want to…”

Velvet’s horn lit up, filling the room with a soft, purple glow. Slowly, she rolled over to her other side. As soon as her eyes met her daughter’s, she gave a weak, apologetic smile. “I’m sorry I’m so pathetic, Twilight…”

“Please don’t say that, Mom. You’re not pathetic—I don’t think you are at least.” Twilight slid closer to her mom, placing her hoof on her shoulder. “You said it yourself, everypony has urges.”

“Yes, but…they shouldn’t act on those urges with their children…” Velvet looked down at the sheets in disgust at herself.

Twilight paused for a moment, trying to think of the right thing to say. It was never easy to comfort someone, especially when they were so down on themselves. Twilight remembered how she phrased it last week, when they first did this. “Don’t think of it like that then. It’s like masturbation; I’m just helping you out…” Twilight gave her own weak smile, hoping she conveyed her thoughts properly. “That sounds weird doesn’t it…”

Velvet looked up at her, giving a small laugh. “Nothing about this situation isn’t weird, Twilight.” She stared at her for another moment. The brief spark laughing brought to her eyes died down quickly, replaced with that self-disgust from before. “I don’t want to think of it like that though. I don’t want to use my daughter as just a dildo…”

Twilight looked down at the sheets. “It’s weird if it’s us having sex, and weird if it’s masturbation…” she muttered to herself. Nothing seemed to put her mom at ease with the situation. Last time she was lost in the moment, but now they were making the conscious decision to do this. Twilight looked back at her mom. “Just imagine I’m Dad, like you did last time.”

Velvet blushed. “I kind of planned on that…” she muttered barely loud enough for Twilight to hear. “It still doesn’t seem right though. I don’t think we can frame this in a way that I would feel comfortable with…” She sighed again. “Maybe we really shouldn’t do this…”

“I’m the only pony around who can help you out though…”

Velvet looked up at her daughter with sad eyes. “That doesn’t mean we should…”

“We’ve done it before. We’re not doing anything new,” Twilight reminded her. “It doesn’t matter if we’re having sex or if it’s masturbation, it’s to help us both feel better.” Twilight gave her mom a small smile, hoping she would understand.

“So are you saying we should just forget the consequences?” she asked with a heavy voice.

“We’ve already dealt with the consequences. I just want you to know that I won’t get angry or hate you if we do this again.” Twilight slid closer to her mom, putting her forelegs around her in a hug. “I just want to make sure you’re happy.”

Velvet wrapped her forelegs around Twilight before cracking a smile herself. Feeling some sort of affection was just what she needed at that moment. Knowing now that Twilight wouldn’t hold this against her—even if she held it against herself, she felt some sort of relief. She felt that even if they did something wrong like this, her daughter wouldn’t think less of her for it. “Thanks, Twilight,” she said softly. Velvet let out a small chuckle to herself as she felt a small tear work its way down her cheek. “Why did you get stuck with such a lousy mother.”

“You’re not lousy. You’re the best mom I could have ever hoped for. Besides, you’ve been helping me deal with my separation anxiety, so I can do this for you at least…”

Velvet gently pushed Twilight back, keeping her smile on her face as she did. “Lay down, dear. I’ll take care of everything,” she said softly. She pushed Twilight back, carefully guiding her onto the bed like she had the last time they did this.

With Twilight on her back, Velvet’s hoof slid down to her daughter’s sheath. She could see the head of Twilight’s dick already poking free, begging for attention. The older mare licked her lips with a mixture of anticipation and nervousness. This was the second time she was going to have sex with her daughter, and she still wasn’t sure this was right. She glanced back to see Twilight giving her a small nod in approval. Velvet swallowed her building anxiety, and pushed her doubts from her head. This was what Twilight wanted—no—this is what they both wanted.

She stroked her daughter. Her hoof’s gentle caress coaxed Twilight’s cock out from it’s sheath, until it was fully erect. Velvet lowered her face down to Twilight’s member. As she drew closer, the young mare’s thick scent filled her lungs. It was a strange mixture of masculine and feminine aromas that blended nicely. The young mare’s member was obviously the source of her more masculine smell, and was what Velvet was yearning for.

She stuck out her tongue. A small gasp came from her daughter as she touched the tip of her tongue to Twilight’s sensitive flesh. Slowly she licked up the length of her daughter’s dick, savoring the flavor. She paused at the head of Twilight’s dick, running her tongue around her urethra. Her lips closed around Twilight’s cock, and she slowly swallowed down the young mare’s length.

Twilight let out a hiss of pleasure when she felt her mom’s mouth around her. The slick warmth of the experienced mare’s mouth felt utterly divine. She couldn’t enjoy it last time due to her being barely awake and then the shock of the situation. She let out a low, soft moan as her mom took half of her dick, easily. The sharp jolts running through her made her eyes roll back for a moment.

Just as she was enjoying the blissful warmth around her length, she felt an icy chill as her mom slid off of her. Twilight fought every urge running through her to buck her hips forward. Her whole lower body screamed at her mother’s tortuous retreat. Velvet was slow with every agonizing move, driving Twilight crazy with each purposeful lick and suckle. She couldn’t help but whimper.

Then the warmth engulfed her again. Her mother was just too good at this for Twilight. She looked down her barrel to see Velvet looking up at her. She had a devilish gleam in her eyes, showing she was enjoying the sight of Twilight on the edge. The younger unicorn felt a little exposed under her mother’s watchful eyes. It seemed a little unfair that Twilight was the only one to squirm from the attention while her mom only got to dish it out.

When she pulled her mouth from Twilight’s dick, she gave a small smile. “Sorry, Twilight. You were just too adorable with the way you wanted it.”

“Don’t tease me…”

“Sorry, but I can’t have you climaxing on the appetizer, Twilight. We’ve still got the main course.” Velvet climbed on top of Twilight. The older mare was like a completely different animal in the heat of the moment. Her movements were smooth and sensual. The way she climbed onto her made Twilight’s cock twitch in anticipation. She sat on Twilight’s belly, pausing with a smile before lifting her hips. Velvet loomed over her daughter, her hips shaking perfectly as she raised herself up to be speared. Twilight didn’t even mind the small drip of her mother’s juices landing on her fur. They both wanted this more than anything now.

Twilight felt her mom’s warm slit brush against the head of her cock. A small trickle of the older mare’s juices slid down her sensitive length, causing Twilight to buck forward a bit. Her mom giggled a bit at Twilight’s impatience. But, rather than mention it and tease her daughter a bit more, she indulged Twilight, and sat down on the thick cock below her. Velvet couldn’t deny she was just as impatient as her daughter at this point, so teasing her didn’t feel right. Velvet and Twilight both let out high-pitched moans.

When their hips met, Twilight placed her hooves on her mother’s haunches. Her eyes pinched closed from the sensation. She held Velvet down, letting her mom’s warm, tight walls squeeze her member. Each small spasm of her mom’s pussy felt divine. Twilight could only sit in awe of the sensation. Though she had felt it before, she still couldn’t believe just how good it was. Suddenly, she felt her mom place her hoof on her chest. The young mare fought to open her eyes. Her mom was looking at her, panting slightly from her own lust.

“You need to let go so I can move,” her mother said softly.

Twilight gave a weak nod. She let her hooves fall from her mother’s haunches. No longer being held down, the mare rose from Twilight’s hips. Her mother’s pussy greedily tried to suck her back in as she slid out. Then just as she was about to pop free from her mother’s welcoming confines, she was thrust back inside. A sudden rush of divine bliss rippled through her body when she delved back inside. Twilight let out a weak gasp.

Her eyes looked to her mother’s, only to find them closed. She was already retreating into her fantasy, but Twilight expected that. As her mom moved her hips she saw in the tinted light of her magic that her cheeks were flushed. Each time she lowered her hips back down to Twilight’s, she let out a soft, sultry moan. It was hard for Twilight to picture her mother like this, but in the bedroom she was so very different. Her movements were seductive, and the way she spoke even turned her own daughter on. “I never imagined her like this…” she thought.

As her mother bounced, her sultry moans only spurred Twilight forward. She started bucking her hips into her mom’s as she lowered herself. The first thrust made Velvet’s eyes pop open in surprise. The older mare looked down at her for only a moment, before smiling and closing her eyes again. She worked with Twilight’s thrusts, letting her push in as far inside as she could.

The slick walls of her mother’s sex just continued to stroke her, pushing Twilight closer and closer to her orgasm. The young mare was panting like crazy, and her hooves found their way back onto her mother’s haunches—though this time she was guiding Velvet rather than holding her down.

Part of her felt guilty for enjoying this so much when she offered just to help her mom relieve some stress, but when she looked up, she saw her mom completely lost in bliss. In that moment she pushed her guilt aside. She couldn’t feel guilty when her goal was accomplished, could she? Her mom was enjoying this, and Twilight enjoying this as well didn’t change that fact.

“Night…” Velvet murmured.

Her mom tightened around her. Twilight gasped as her hind legs stiffened for her impending climax. “I-I’m cumming…” she said, tightening her hold on her mother’s haunches. Twilight’s head pushed back into her pillow as her release was just about to take her. But, just as she was about to surrender to that bliss, it came to an abrupt hault. All the building pleasure stopped in an instant.

Twilight’s eyes shot opened. A dimming glow from her mother’s magic filled her vision for a moment. She looked up to her mother, finding Velvet still sitting on top of her, though now still. The older mare was panting heavily. “S-sorry, Twilight, but…I need you to hold on for a bit longer…” she said weakly. Velvet gave her an apologetic smile as she resumed riding her daughter’s cock.

Twilight let out a sharp, agonizing moan as soon as her mom started moving again. She felt like she was on the edge, only mere moments from reaching her climax, but no matter how much her mother fucked her, she still couldn’t cum. Velvet placed her hoof on Twilight’s chest, stroking her fur lovingly. Twilight only looked back at her with questioning eyes.

“I’m sorry, Twilight. You can’t cum until I do. Your father was a bit of a quick shot too, so I had to use this spell with him quite often. I’m almost there though, so please bear with it for a little longer.”

Twilight bit her lower lip from the sheer frustration. But, she gave her mom a small nod. As much as she wanted to cum, this was a whole new level of pleasure she had never experienced before. Being held on the edge of ecstasy was torturous, but also heavenly at the same time. Her whole body felt like it was numb from the surging sensations running through her.

Her mom threw her head back in an instant. Twilight suddenly felt her mother’s walls clamp down around her dick, and all the built tension put on hold inside her burst. Twilight let out a long, high-pitched cry as her body twitched helplessly. Everything in that moment was lost in a haze of bliss. A sense of pure, undiluted pleasure washed over her as she came inside her mother’s pussy.

When their orgasms subsided, Velvet slowly crawled off Twilight. As she slid off, she left a small trail of Twilight’s cum across the young mare’s belly. Exhausted, she lay down next to Twilight. She gave her daughter a small smile. “I’m sorry about that spell, Twilight.”

“It’s fine…It would have been a little selfish of me if I climaxed by myself…Besides, It felt kind of good…”

Velvet let out a small laugh. She slid next to Twilight, and pulled her in for a hug. “Thanks for doing this, dear. We shouldn’t have, but—”

“No, don’t. Mom, if you need some sexual relief again, you can ask me. I’ll help out.” Twilight wrapped her forelegs around her mother’s chest.

Velvet stared into the darkness of her bedroom for a moment. As wrong as this was, it didn’t feel like it was wrong. Twilight was fine with it, and it didn’t change their relationship like she thought it would have last time. She gave a small sigh. “I’ll ask you if I really need to, alright?” she offered as a small compromise—mostly with her own lingering reservations rather than her daughter.

Twilight gave a small nod. It was then that the two finally gave into their exhaustion, and drifted off to sleep.

Author's Note

And thus this continues. I know it's been a while since I've had an update for this, but I had some motivation issues with writing for about the past month. I can't say the next chapter will be any quicker. Hopefully you all have enjoyed this chapter.

Thanks to TheGreatEater for a pre-read on this chapter.