Full Bloom

by Vic Fontaine

Rating: mature
Tags: Slice of Life, Roseluck, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Rarity, Romance, Porn, Sex
Length: 16165

An unexpected visit from Rarity quickly blurs the line between professional and personal, and threatens to uncover Roseluck's deepest, most closely-held desires... But it might just set her free like never before.

As Ponyville's premiere florist, Roseluck knows that sometimes, all a flower needs to bloom is a little nudge. But when an unexpected visit from Rarity begins to uncover her deepest, longest-held desires, she'll be the one on the receiving end of a nudge... And have the chance to bloom like never before.

Beautiful cover art by FoxInShadow
100% Approved by Twilight's Library
Featured by Equestria After Dark

Published 2014-05-19 21:10:04 UTC
Last updated 2014-06-23 11:13:59 UTC

Chapter 1

“Okay, BonBon, here’s your three bits in change, and your pack of daisies and tulips. Have a great day!”

Roseluck waved after the departing mare, who was one of her many regular customers. Her flower stall had become a bit of a fixture in the Ponyville market over the years. Many of her customers arrived at the same day and time each week for their orders, which she had all but etched into her memory as well.

A quick glance at the nearby clock tower showed the time to be just shy of eleven-thirty in the morning. Ah, perfect! I’ll just record this sale and close up for lunch. Roseluck quickly deposited the extra bits into her register, recorded the sale in her ledger, and flipped her stall’s sign to the ‘Closed’ side.

Even with a leisurely lunch, I’ll have plenty of time to get back and freshen up before she gets here, she thought. A smile tugged at the corner of her mouth, but it disappeared as fast as it had appeared. Maybe this is the week I’ll finally say something… Eh, who am I kidding? I don’t stand a chance with a mare like—

“Roseluck?”

Her heart nearly skipped a few beats when she heard her name. No… That can’t be her!

The voice called out to her again; the melodic tone carrying the sound was unmistakable.

“Are you there Rose? It’s just me–”

Rarity.

Roseluck was so taken by surprise, her mind nearly ground to a halt. Oh Celestia, she’s early! She’s never early! What do I do?! She peered out from the front of the stall and immediately caught sight of the white unicorn making her way across the market towards her. Swallowing the growing lump in her throat, she choked out a greeting. “Oh, h– hello Rarity! Just… Just give me a moment, and I’ll be right with you!”

Without waiting for a response, Roseluck sprinted to the back of the stall and began manically rummaging through her saddlebags, searching desperately to find her brush and her hoof mirror. The items finally in hoof, she attacked her mane and tail with the brush, doing her best to work out the kinks and frayed ends that had accumulated over the course of the morning.

Oh, I hope this is enough... Her mind raced as she appraised her reflection in the mirror. She always looks so perfect, and here I am with a frizzy mane and the smell of a dozen different flowers and half the market all over me.

She peered out from behind the stacks of floral supplies and extra flowers that took up most of the space behind her stall. She could see Rarity near the front of the stall, her purple mane bobbing back and forth as the unicorn moved from one barrel of flowers to another. Perhaps I am over-thinking things, and she really is just here early for her order.

Roseluck’s gaze followed Rarity for a few more seconds before returning to her mirror. The pair of green eyes that stared back at her were an even mixture of excitement and anxiety. Sure, that should make sense at least - she probably is just here for more flowers, I think. But, if I’m wrong, what else could she be here for?

Her mind was all too happy to answer that question with images and thoughts that would have made Princess Celestia blush. Roseluck bit her tongue, the flash of pain re-focusing her runaway thoughts before her face was too flushed to escape notice.

For buck’s sake Rose, get it together. Whatever Rarity’s here for, you can’t hide back here all day. Just act normally and let it play out. She took a few deep breaths, put the mirror and brush away, and stepped back to the front of the stall to greet another loyal customer - and the subject of her wildest fantasies.

“Well, hello there, Rarity!” Roseluck walked around to the front of the stall to greet the other mare with the best smile she could muster. “I, uh… I wasn’t expecting you until later in the day. Was there something wrong with last week’s order?”

“Oh, not at all, my dear!” Rarity returned Roseluck’s smile with one of her own. “Last week’s flowers were just divine, as usual. I particularly loved the hydrangeas, too! Do you have any more of them this week?”

Roseluck’s mind unwound a bit, thankful for the innocent question. “I certainly do, and I’m glad you enjoyed them so much.” She chuckled a bit as she continued. “Though, I have to admit, you threw me off a bit when you ordered those; you hardly ever change your order.”

“Oh, well, I suppose I did break habit a bit...” Rarity paused for a moment, as if she were searching for the right words to say. “But, life is like fashion in that regard. Habits can get boring, and there’s no inspiration to be found in boredom.”

“Thank Celestia you’re in Ponyville then,” Roseluck answered, turning her gaze to the wide-open market around them. “There’s inspiration around every corner, it seems. Other than the rising of the sun and the moon, no two days ever seem to be the same here.”

Out of the corner of her eye, Roseluck noticed Rarity wasn’t moving; in fact, it looked as though she was lost in a daze, her bright blue eyes nearly glazed over. She quickly followed the unicorn’s eyes, and knew immediately that she wasn’t just staring off into space. Is… Is she staring at my flank?

It took nearly all of her willpower to keep her pulse down and her gaze locked on the market around her, instead of the blue orbs that she could almost feel on her now. Maybe she’s thinking? Or I missed a smudge of dirt on my coat? A smile tugged at the corner of her mind. Or maybe she really is staring at my flank. Well, only one way to find out…

Roseluck snapped her head back around to face the other mare. “I guess you’re breaking habit again this week, right?”

Rarity nearly jumped at the sudden movement. “O–Oh! Uh yes, I… Well, I suppose I am a here a bit earlier than normal.” She made a show of scratching her hoof and needlessly poofing her perfectly-coiffed mane, but the red tinge in her cheeks was unmistakable.

Hmm, well, no need to call her out on it, she mused as Rarity tried to regain her composure. Either this is really happening, or I’m reading between the lines more than even Twilight Sparkle could.

“Well, nothing wrong with coming by at a different time, of course,” she replied, taking a few steps closer to Rarity. “I was just about to close up for lunch, but if you need your order now, I can get it ready for you in just a few minutes.”

Roseluck could still see the lingering trace of a blush in the unicorn’s cheeks, and she had to fight off a blush of her own at the sight. After a few moments, a gleam passed behind Rarity’s eyes, as if some internal gears had just un-jammed themselves. She lifted her gaze to meet the Earth pony’s own, her flustered look replaced with a slightly mischievous grin.

“No, please, I won’t keep you from your lunch. In fact, I came by not for my order, but to ask for your help with my new line of Spring designs.”

“My help?” Roseluck replied. “Rarity, I’d love to, but I was never much of a seamstress, and I know much more about flowers than I ever will about fashion.”

“And that’s exactly why I need you– or should I say your knowledge of all things floral!” Rarity nearly threw the last words out of her mouth, which was turning redder by the second.

Roseluck’s heart nearly skipped a beat at the implications of the near verbal slip, but did her best to maintain a neutral expression. “Oh, well, that’s good to hear,” she said with a laugh. “You definitely don’t want me behind a sewing machine.” Shifting a bit to her left, Roseluck brought herself to stand nearly beside the unicorn. “So, you need some floral advice then?”

“Yes, in a way,” Rarity answered, her voice a bit shakier than it was moments before. Roseluck could see the concentration etched into the unicorn’s eyes, and the slight flush that had returned to her cheeks. At least I’m not the only one wearing a mask right now, she thought. Still, she can’t be after just fashion advice. Surely there’s something else at play here…

“You see,” Rarity continued, “I was in my inspiration room a few days ago, re-doing the sketches for my Spring line for what felt like the thousandth time...” She shook her head to emphasize her point. ”I simply couldn’t get them where I wanted them, and I was at wit’s end trying to figure out why!”

“Oh—” Whatever response Roseluck had died on her lips as her nose caught a heavenly smell. Rarity’s display of fashion frustration had tussled her mane a bit, and Roseluck’s mind was now awash in a mixture of orchids, plums, and what she could best describe as a velvety musk. I’m not sure if that’s shampoo or perfume, but whatever it is, I love it. Her green eyes lost focus for a moment as her mind drifted in the sudden - and very welcome - smell.

“You were saying, Rose?” Rarity’s question broke the almost Zen-like moment, and it was Roseluck’s turn to fight back a blush. Her eyes met Rarity’s for a split-second before darting down to a now very interesting patch of grass. But a split-second is all it took for Roseluck to see the smug grin that had crossed the unicorn’s lips.

Well, I guess that makes us even now - one slip-up a piece. The question is… Are we both playing the same game here? Roseluck steadied herself once more and brushed a stray lock of her red mane out of her eyes as she looked up.

“Oh, I’m sorry… I guess I let my mind wander for a second. I, uh, I was just going to say that I can see how starting and re-starting your design sketches would get frustrating after a while.” Roseluck took a half-step back as she spoke, making sure to gently bump her side into Rarity’s as she did so. “I sometimes get the same way with my floral arrangements - especially when I realize that the one flower that I need to pull it all together isn’t close-at-hoof.”

The brief moment of contact sent a warm shiver through her yellow coat; a similar reaction caught Rarity as well, if the slight twitch in her tail was any indication. The unicorn turned to look at Roseluck again, her smug look replaced with one of recognition.

“Ah, then it seems that the two of us are about on the same page then. Marvelous! You see, I finally realized that the one thing missing from my designs were flowers. But, I’m afraid I’m not very good at picking out the appropriate flowers for each piece.” She waved a hoof for emphasis as she continued. “Why, without your expertise, I’d have nothing but daisies in my house every week anyway. So, naturally, I thought of you first once I realized what the key to my Spring line was.”

Was she thinking of me, or the inventory? Roseluck paused for a moment to let that question turn over in her head. Hopefully, a bit of both...

“That’s very kind of you to say, Rarity.” Roseluck leaned forward and gently placed a hoof on the unicorn’s withers. “Like I said, I’m almost useless with a needle and thread, but if flowers are what you need, then I’ve got you covered.”

Rarity smiled playfully as she slipped out from the other mare’s grasp, making sure to lean in for a close brush of her own. “Oh, I am so looking forward to this, Roseluck.” The look in her eyes just then was anything but innocent, sending shivers through Roseluck’s spine. “Between the two of us, I’m sure we’ll have the ensembles coming together in no time at all.”

As she stepped past, Rarity shifted her tail, allowing its perfect curls to brush gently over the long, red strands of Roseluck’s own tail. The sudden contact nearly turned the florist’s legs to jelly, and it was all she could do to stay upright and balanced at the moment.

“I’ll see you at around six-o’clock then?”

Roseluck smiled back at the departing seamstress.

“It’s a date.”

Framed by the light of the evening sun, the clock tower showed less than ten minutes to spare as Roseluck made her way past the town square, on her way to the Carousel Boutique. She kept up a leisurely but consistent pace, trying her best to arrive on time, but not too early. At least time is moving at a normal pace now, she mused as she replayed the day in her head.

After Rarity’s lunchtime visit, the rest of the day had dragged on at what seemed like an agonizingly slow pace. Roseluck would have sworn that Celestia had picked this of all days to slow the sun’s progress across the horizon. She handled her usual customers for the day, as well as a few others that stopped in for flowers, but her motions were purely mechanical; her mind was elsewhere, replaying her conversation with the fashionista over and over again.

The last customer for the day had barely paid for their goods when she closed up her stall and bolted for her home just across town. There, she had repacked her saddle bags with as wide of an assortment of flowers as she could manage, along with various ribbons and accessories that were intended to craft everything from corsages to full bouquets. After freshening up a bit - and dabbing on a bit of her rarely used perfume - she set out for Rarity’s shop.

As she neared the final turn before reaching the boutique, she stopped and checked her bags for what seemed like the hundredth time, smiling mischievously when she reached the small pouch of ‘overnight essentials’ that she had tucked away into the very bottom of her bags. Just in case...

Roseluck turned the final corner and walked the last few steps to the front door of Rarity’s shop and home. Noting that the sign in the window read ‘Closed’, she knocked instead of walking in. She caught her reflection in the polished silver door knocker, and quickly checked her mane for loose strands, as well as the little bit of makeup that she had put on before leaving her home.

The door opened suddenly, and Roseluck nearly jumped in place. “Oh, hey, Ms. Roseluck!”

Not seeing anyone in front of her, Roseluck looked down a bit to the source of the unexpected greeting. “Oh, hello there, Sweetie Belle. How are you today?”

“Just fine, thank you. Sorry if I scared you.”

Roseluck nearly stammered for a moment before smiling sheepishly. “N– No, you didn’t. I guess I just wasn’t paying attention, is all.”

“It’s ok,” the filly replied cheerfully. “Rarity told me you were coming over, and I was just on my way to Apple Bloom’s place for a sleepover. We’re going to work on getting our cutie marks in professional hoof wrestling!”

Roseluck processed that for a moment; she couldn’t decide whether she should be merely concerned, or deathly terrified of the potential outcomes of the fillies’ latest plan.

“Well, I better get going,” said Sweetie Belle. “Rarity’s expecting you, so come on in!”

Roseluck smiled warmly at the filly and offered her a small hoofbump. “I think I will do just that, thank you. Have fun with your friends!”

“You too, Ms. Roseluck!” Sweetie Belle called over her shoulder as she trotted away down the street.

Roseluck turned and peered at the open doorway, which was bathed in shadow from the setting sun. Her mind began to race as fast as her heart as she considered just who was waiting for her on the other side.

The dress designer for fashion models and royalty, the embodiment of generosity itself, and the most beautiful mare I’ve ever seen. Despite the mild temperature, she could already feel a kind of warmth spreading through her upper body. Either this will be the most awkward business call I’ve ever been to... her heart nearly skipped a beat as she finished her thought, ...or Sweetie Belle won’t be the only pony having a sleepover tonight.

Roseluck surveyed the room as the front door softly closed behind her. As she expected, the layout of the room reflected the methodical nature of its owner. Pillows and chairs were arranged around some tables, the latter of which offered fashion magazines and the latest celebrity rag sheets to guests.

The far wall sported a neatly arranged row of mannequins, each wearing one of the many elegant pieces that had turned Ponyville’s resident seamstress into the go-to designer for the Canterlot elite. An expansive counter dominated the near wall; a register sat quietly on one end, while a garment rack filled with completed orders sat on the opposite side.

But what caught her attention most was the glass case that made up the center of the counter. Roseluck stepped closer and stared wide-eyed at the impressive selection of hats, scarves, and other accessories that filled both of the case’s shelves. She was so enthralled with the beautiful wares, she never heard the closing sound of hoofsteps on the plush carpeting.

“See anything you like?”

Roseluck’s mind jumped at the sing-song tone behind the voice. Refocusing her eyes, she caught Rarity’s reflection in the glass for a moment. Yep, she’s definitely staring at my flank. She slowly turned to face the unicorn, throwing just a bit more motion into her hips than was strictly necessary in the process.

“Indeed I do,” she replied. “They’re all so beautiful… Even if I could decide on just one though, I’d never have the extra bits lying around to just buy it.”

“Tell you what,” Rarity replied as she stepped a bit closer, “if this works out as well as I hope, please pick whichever you like and keep it.”

A blush spread across Roseluck’s face before she could even think to stop it. “A– Are you sure? There’s really no need to do all of that.”

“No worries at all, darling!” Rarity leaned in a bit, her voice taking on an almost husky tone. “Element or not, you’ll find that I can be very generous when the situation calls for it.”

Oh, she's good... Roseluck chuckled a bit as a hundred different responses rolled around in her head.

She had only just arrived, but the professional veneer of her visit was quickly wearing as thin as the veil of innocence that covered nearly every word that she exchanged with Rarity. She could feel the flush growing through her face and neck, and a small bead of sweat was just beginning to dampen the back of her mane; any argument that her mind may have made to hold her back had all but crumbled beneath the rush of blood through her veins, and the slowly building heat in places she hadn't thought about in far too long.

But I can play too...

“Well, before you give me half of the store, perhaps you’d like to see the wide variety of flowers that I brought for your dresses?” She drew close enough to Rarity that her voice was barely a whisper in the unicorn’s ear. “I thought it would be best to take a look at everything that I have to offer.”

“O—” Rarity’s breath hitched audibly. Roseluck had barely moved her head back when Rarity turned towards her, their muzzles now mere inches from touching. Time nearly stood still for Roseluck as she lost herself in the fashionista’s stare; her green eyes reflected back in the deep pools of blue that seemed to be staring straight through her. They simply stood there, lost in each other’s stare, panting warm breath over each other’s nose, unable to say anything coherent.

Rarity was the first to get her voice back to a functional state, though her stare remained unbroken. “Th– That would be lovely. So... Shall we take this to the showroom then?”

“Yes, let’s…” Roseluck replied. Although right here on the counter would be fine by me… she added as a sultry afterthought.

Finally breaking the near trance they were in, Rarity turned and padded across the room, adding much more swing than was necessary to her hips with each step. Roseluck followed behind, taking immediate advantage of the opportunity to get in a few stares of her own. I could stare at those flanks all day and never get bored– Oh my...

Roseluck’s brain nearly ground to a halt as she took in the sight before her. Rarity had begun swishing her tail back-and-forth as she walked, offering Roseluck a brief peek at her most intimate of places with each step. Rarity's tail may as well have been one of the famous charm snakes from Saddle Arabia, for she was completely hypnotized by its movements.

Her eyes followed each swing from top-to-bottom, moving up Rarity's svelte hind legs and flowing seamlessly over the unicorn's perfectly-shaped haunches before reaching its apex at the deep yet incredibly smooth curve of her hips. And in the middle of each swing, she'd catch the faintest glimpse of Rarity's marehood, its soft, pink lips standing out against her alabaster coat. Roseluck's eyes followed the tail like a metronome, but her heart was racing faster and faster with each glimpse.

Roseluck was so enraptured, she barely noticed where she was even walking. Only a sudden drop in the lighting caused her to tear her eyes away from Rarity's rear-end and survey her surroundings.

"Just put your things down over there, darling." Rarity's voice called out to her as the unicorn continued to walk across the intimate, but well-appointed showroom.

The florist stared after Rarity for a moment more, drinking in every inch of the view before the unicorn disappeared around a corner. Shrugging out of her saddlebags, Roseluck gently dropped them against the wall before opening the clasps to allow easy access to the plethora of flowers that they held. She had just turned around when Rarity re-emerged with two glasses of red wine held gently in the blue glow of her magic.

"Good fashion goes hoof-in-hoof with good wine, I think." Rarity crossed the fairly cozy room in a few steps and gently levitated one glass toward Roseluck. "I find that I tend to do my best work after a glass, to be honest."

Roseluck smiled playfully as she accepted the glass. "So, what are we drinking to?"

"To friends, of course..." A sly grin tugged at the corner of Rarity's mouth. "...And the successful fusion of flowers and fashion."

"I can drink to that," Roseluck replied as she clinked her glass together with Rarity's before gingerly sipping from the glass. She sighed happily as the wine washed down her throat. "Wow, this is really good! I've never tasted anything like it!"

Rarity mirrored her look of satisfaction as she swallowed her first sip as well. "Oh, this is one of my favorites. It's a limited run varietal from Chateau Ste. Marechelle." She took another sip of the deep red wine. "Hard to get out here in Ponyville, but I have some fashion contacts in Seaddle that hold a few bottles for me every year."

"Hmm..." Roseluck hummed as she swallowed another sip, "Well, you can count me as a fan, that's for sure. I'll have to go by Berry's store and ask if she can add this to her request list." She put her glass down on a nearby table as Rarity finished another sip of her own. "So, where to begin then?"

Rarity smiled as she levitated her own glass down. "Well, I normally use mannequins for this sort of thing, but where accessories are concerned, I find it's best to look at them on a live pony." She motioned for Roseluck to follow and began to move to the front of the warmly lit room. "Since it's just the two of us here, I'll model some outfits, and you can try out some different flowers with them."

Roseluck's mind was quickly awash in a haze of suggestive thoughts, but she kept her voice even for the moment. "Sounds like a plan... We can start whenever you're ready."

"Splendid!" Rarity replied. She waved Roseluck towards a nearby couch, and the florist sank into the plush cushions while Rarity continued forward; she stepped up on a small raised platform that sat in front of a bank of gleaming mirrors before rounding an unseen corner near the wall. "Just relax, Rose, I'll be right back."

The soft hum of a tuneless melody joined the sounds of rustling fabrics as Rarity worked out of sight. Roseluck took the opportunity to sneak off of the couch and retrieve her saddlebags, making a quick detour to take a rather large pull from her wine glass along the way. After placing her things on the floor in front of her, she settled back into the dark blue embrace of the plush couch. Roseluck fidgeted in place, adjusting the position of everything from her legs to her mane and tail as she tried in vain to calm the butterflies in her stomach.

A couple of minutes passed in similar fashion; Roseluck's attempts to slow her pulse were thwarted both by the angelic sound of Rarity's continued humming and the increasingly sordid images that were clouding her mind and slowly building a fire in her core. Finally, Rarity's voice rang out from behind the back wall.

"I'm ready, Rose!"

I just hope that I am... Roseluck thought to herself as she adjusted herself one more time. "Ok, Rarity!"

The carpeted stage was bathed in a soft glow as a series of lights that were set into the edges of the platform and the back wall were slowly raised. After a moment, Rarity stepped out from behind the wall, and Roseluck's breath hitched in her throat as she took in the sight before her.

Displaying the same poise and posture that only a practiced model could achieve, Rarity stepped towards the front of the stage. The pale yellow dress flowed around her legs like water as she walked, while iridescent threads woven into the fabric sent shimmering waves of pink, green, and powder blue radiating out with each step. A gleaming round gem rested against the white fur of Rarity's neck, it's enchantments giving off a similar glow to the dress itself.

Roseluck could only stare as Rarity reached the front of the stage and slowly turned away from her. A pastel rainbow danced across Roseluck's eyes as the stage lights caught the embellishments in the dress; to the florist, it was like a private viewing of the summer sun celebration.

Rarity completed the turn, presenting her back to her one pony audience. Roseluck's heart began to race as her eyes traced the hemline over the unicorn's rump. A smaller gem, enchanted in the same manner as the one serving as the dress's clasp, sat just above her tail. The delicate fabric flowed away from the glimmering clasp, cascading over her haunches, and framing the rest of her tail in a sheer yellow curtain.

Her back to the room, Rarity took a few slow steps back up the stage; Roseluck was nearly drooling out of her open mouth as she watched the dress swing gently with each step that Rarity took. Thanks to their position on the stage floor, the stage lights were in a perfect position to catch the clasp on the rear of the dress, and the few smaller embellishments that had been spaced evenly through the hemline.

Dear heavens, am I dreaming this? she asked herself. Her heart was nearly pounding against her ribcage as she continued to stare up at the stage. Rarity's slightly-concealed flanks continued to sashay away from her, teasing Roseluck more and more with each measured step.

Roseluck knew that Rarity could turn at any moment and catch her staring, but she was well past the point of caring. Let her catch me, she thought. After this display, I want her to see me staring at her...

As if she heard the earth pony's very thoughts, Rarity turned around once more. Her blue eyes locked on Roseluck, she re-traced her steps to the front of the stage. She languidly crossed her forelegs with each step, giving her an almost cat-like appearance as she drew nearer to the stage's edge. Roseluck's mind was completely obscured in a lusty haze as the small fire in her core grew stronger and hotter with each second.

Rarity reached the end of the stage and stood tall, presenting herself in a slightly-off center angle that only a trained model would know. "So, darling, what do you think?"

Roseluck was so entranced, she didn't initially respond. A gentle cough from Rarity broke her trance though, and she scrambled to respond. "Oh! It's... I mean you're–"

"Speechless?" Rarity replied with a smile. "I'll take that as a compliment then, Rose. After all, I do like to see each of my designs stop traffic, as it were." She relaxed her posture a bit as she continued. "So, you've seen the dress... Any recommendations from Ponyville's best florist?"

Roseluck smiled at the compliment, and at the myriad of erotic and obscene 'recommendations' that sprang to mind. "Oh yes, definitely!" Her voice grew slightly muffled as she began to dig through her saddlebags. "I'm, uh... I'm sure I can find just the right... Umm... Ah, there we go!"

An array of flowers and accessories in her mouth, Roseluck pushed her saddlebags to the side and slowly ascended to the stage, placing the assorted items on the floor next to her. "Where should I start?" she asked.

"Anywhere you like, Rose." Rarity turned her brilliant eyes to Roseluck again. "This is your canvas now."

Roseluck felt her heart nearly skip a beat at those words, and she had to fight to keep her legs from buckling on the spot. As she stepped closer, she could feel the first few drops of her arousal slowly soak into the whisper-thin fur around her own marehood.

Anticipation, adrenaline, and uninhibited arousal coursed through her veins now, her mind all but lost in a haze of desire as the fire in her core spilled over her like a lava flow. Roseluck leaned in, bringing her half-lidded gaze in line with Rarity's own. She leaned closer still until only a scant few inches separated their lips.

This is it... This is really about to happen... The thought raced through Roseluck's lust-filled mind as she craned her head up slightly, softly brushing her muzzle against Rarity's ear. Her voice dropped to barely a whisper, though it spoke of nothing but pure desire.

"Then let us begin."

Author's Note

Well, here we go... My first mature fic. Again, a hat tip to Loyal, who gave a nudge of his own to convince me to try my hand at writing a mature fic, instead of just pre-reading for one. ;)

As always, feedback is welcome and appreciated - especially in this case, as I haven't tried to write this genre before. Even if you hated it, please drop me a hint or two on how I can improve in the future. :)

Chapter 2

Roseluck's lips were mere inches from the soft tip of Rarity's ear, which twitched slightly with each of the florist's warm breaths. She slipped a foreleg over the unicorn's withers as she lowered her head, drawing her into a close but gentle nuzzle. Rarity returned the motion, and Roseluck could almost feel the sparks on her coat as Rarity's own foreleg came up to rest on her back.

Neither mare moved an inch, as if doing so would shatter the moment forever. The room around them was silent, yet Roseluck was already on the edge of sensory overload... The heady mixture of her perfume with Rarity's own, the lingering scent of wine on her breath, the thundering of her heart in her ears, and the raging fire in her core threatened to completely overwhelm her; it took every shred of her willpower not to jump Rarity then and there.

Heavens help me, I want this so badly, she thought. Equal parts of her mind wanted to sweep this beautiful unicorn off of her hooves and take her on the spot, or to simply lie flat on the stage and beg Rarity to have her way with her. Either choice felt more than adequate at that moment, if the growing dampness in her haunches was any indication.

Rarity nickered softly as she drew the embrace closer, moving up enough to rest her head softly in the crook of Roseluck's neck. "There's no need to rush, darling." Rarity's voice was as soft as silk, as comforting as a foal's blanket. "Remember, the greatest pieces are the ones that take the longest to develop..." she punctuated her words with a soft kiss to the side of Roseluck's neck. "...And we have all night to figure this out."

Besides driving her pulse to an even higher level, Rarity's sultry response did trigger a fleeting moment of clarity amidst the lusty haze that filled her mind. She's right, we do have all night for this, she thought as she fought feverishly to stem the tide raging through her core. And I do want to at least try to put these flowers to use–

A thought struck her just then, and a devious smile crossed Roseluck's lips. Why not do a bit of both then? She leaned back just enough to gaze into Rarity's eyes. "Believe me, Rarity, I have no intention of rushing." With that, Roseluck slowly released the embrace, the cooler air in the room standing out against the sections of her coat that had grown warmer with each passing second of contact.

She backed up a step, then slowly began tracing a slow circle around the stage. Roseluck's green eyes never left their target as they bored into Rarity, her mind rushing to record every single thing that she saw, from the way that her purple hair cascaded over her shoulder to the way that the glimmering yellow dress flowed from her back, as if it were molded from the very contours of the fashionista's lithe form.

Roseluck paused for a moment as she turned behind Rarity, who had yet to move an inch under the florist's lustful stare. A small part of her mind was sifting through the flowers that she had brought in an attempt to imagine accessories for the dress, but the vast majority of Roseluck's brain was busy soaking up every inch of the unicorn's rear end.

She could feel the sweat building beneath the back of her mane as her gaze traced up Rarity's toned hind legs to her perfectly curved flanks. The trio of diamonds that adorned her lustrous white coat glowed a pale yellow beneath the fabric of the dress, nearly taking on a glimmer of their own in the stage lights.

Rarity must have sensed Roseluck's eyes on her, because she chose that moment to stretch out her legs. She shifted some of her weight onto her forelegs before slowly pushing her hind legs back and out a bit. Rarity let out a small sigh as her smooth but toned muscles stretched out languidly before reversing the stretch, arching her back as she shifted her weight through her svelte hips and onto her hind legs; the combined effect created a near-perfect bow in her back from the edge of her neck to the top of her flanks.

Roseluck's tongue lolled out of the corner of her mouth as she watched the unicorn move with more grace than she had ever seen in her life. She's the most beautiful thing I've ever seen–

The florist's mind nearly exploded as Rarity arched the top of her tail up, giving Roseluck her closest look yet at the soft flesh that hid beneath. Her breath caught audibly in her throat as she gazed upon Rarity's marehood, its smooth, tender outer lips swollen with desire and glistening with arousal. If Elysium is half as beautiful as this... she thought as her heart raced faster still. Every nerve in her body was on fire as she continued to stare at the display of beauty, grace, and wanton lust that was stretched out before her.

"So..." Rarity's sultry voice wafted through the air like a songbird. "Any ideas yet, Rose?"

Roseluck swallowed audibly as she tried to form a coherent thought. "I... I have quite a few, actually," she panted meekly.

She shifted her gaze to follow her voice, only to have the breath stolen from her lungs again when she met Rarity's smoky, half-lidded stare. "Then please show me what you have in mind, Rose."

A few steps brought the florist around to Rarity's left, and the small pile of flowers and supplies that she had brought up to the stage with her. Roseluck bent down to pick up the items, intending to step to the side and begin assembling a few items, when another thought hit her. Perhaps it's time for some teasing of my own...

Switching directions, Roseluck stepped directly in front of Rarity, who had relaxed her previous stretch, but was still crouched lower than normal. "Just give me a minute to put these together," she said as she turned her back to the unicorn, flicking the end of her long, red tail across Rarity's muzzle. Sensing an opportunity to return the favor for her earlier teasing, Roseluck backed up a half-step, bringing one hind leg down on each side of Rarity's nearly prone form - and giving her an unfettered view beneath her long red tail.

With practiced ease, Roseluck began cutting and trimming the small array of daisies, poms, and violas. She set some aside for use with her accessory supplies, while others were set back down to be used alone or in sets. On a normal day, she could have finished these tasks in seconds. But now, with her heart on fire, her haunches nearly dripping, and the mare of her dreams mere inches behind her, she took her time with each step, affording Rarity as much time as possible to stare.

A quick glance in the mirrored wall confirmed that Rarity was doing just that, and Roseluck couldn't hide another deep blush from coloring her cheeks. She kept herself in good shape with regular exercise and a good diet, and had longer, thinner legs than most of her Earth pony friends, but she could only dream of sporting the toned curves and lithe form that Rarity carried seemingly without effort. Her mane and tail had always been her proudest feature, and she always took care to keep the soft mixture of red and pink hairs as pristine as she could, despite the outdoor nature of her work.

Still, even a full hour of scrubbing and primping with the off-the-shelf products that she used couldn't bring her half of the luxurious shine that seemed to cover every inch of fur and hair on the gorgeous unicorn beneath her. Of course I want her... Who in their right mind wouldn't? Roseluck mused as she continued to trim flowers and weave them into accessories, swaying her hips a bit with each move that she made. But I must look completely dull next to her radiance. How could a mare like her see anything in me?

No words were spoken, but Roseluck received an answer to her question when she felt the first touch of Rarity's lips on her lower left leg. She nearly froze in place, as if what she felt was just a figment of her lust-addled mind... But another touch of warmth on her leg proved the feeling to be very real.

She craned her head back to look behind her and nearly dropped the hair band that was in her hooves. She watched in awe as Rarity slowly rose from her crouch, her hips and shoulders moving with a cat-like grace. As she did so, she continued to plant small kisses on Roseluck's leg, moving a few inches higher with each one. Roseluck's heart hammered in her chest harder with each gentle kiss; she nearly collapsed when Rarity punctuated a kiss to the back of her knee with a gentle nip, eliciting a mewl from the florist.

Roseluck was quickly becoming a panting mess as Rarity's kisses rose ever higher. "Mmmm... Oh stars..." she moaned as Rarity's lips rounded her knee and made their first contact with her inner thigh. Her hind legs were shaking with anticipation as the unicorn continued her gentle assault on her thigh, one slow kiss at a time. She moaned softly as Rarity pivoted underneath her and began gently tracing her hoof over her right thigh and her stomach; the twin sensations sent adrenaline pouring through her veins, and another wave of arousal dribbling from her core.

"Rarity..." she whimpered between breaths. "...Y– You'll get that dress wrinkled you know."

"Oh, I'm aware, darling," she hummed from somewhere beneath Roseluck's tail. "That's what I have an iron for." She craned her neck up as she spoke and planted a deep kiss in the crease of Roseluck's left thigh while her free hoof massaged the same spot under the florist's right thigh.

"O– Aahn!" Roseluck's legs nearly gave out on her as Rarity's ministrations hit both of her thighs at once, sending shockwaves of pleasure through her core; it took more than a bit of strength to not collapse on top of Rarity. Given where her mouth is though, that might not be such a bad thing, she thought as she continued to melt under the unicorn's heavenly ministrations.

Rarity continued to pepper her thighs with small, slow kisses, while her free hoof continued to roam freely through the soft fur of her belly and the long strands of her tail. It was an excruciatingly erotic form of torture – Rarity's smooth lips and perfectly manicured hoof would dance within a hair's width of her soaked marehood before pulling back. Her whole body would tense when the unicorn drew near, as if she were a bottle waiting to explode from the pressure... Only to whimper and mewl desperately when she was again left wanting of that final touch that would send her over the edge.

Roseluck was no stranger to physical intimacy, but she had never experienced anything close to this level of bliss. Rarity had her teetering on a knife's edge, always keeping her on the brink but never pushing her over. The urge to simply drop her soaked, swollen haunches onto the unicorn's muzzle was screaming inside of her. Dear heavens, she's so bucking good. If this is a dream, I never want to wake up...

Her legs nearly caved again as Rarity slowly kissed her stomach again, her soft lips mere inches away from Roseluck's glistening core. She groaned audibly as she felt a hoof roam through her tail and slowly wrap itself in long strands of red and pink. Her whole body shuddered as Rarity drew closer to her very center, her lips leaving a trail of fire on her soft yellow fur.

Pure, unfiltered lust rampaged through her veins now, and her mind was reduced to its most basic of instincts. There was no more holding back the tide inside of her.

"Rarity, please..." she whined lustily. "That feels so g– Aahn... Good... Please don't stop..."

If Rarity responded to her desperate entreaty, she didn't know. In one smooth motion, Rarity wrapped her hoof tightly through her tail and pulled, bringing Roseluck's haunches down to her waiting tongue and slowly licked her outer lips from top to bottom.

"Aaahhn, Yes!" Roseluck didn't even try to stop the animalistic groan from escaping her lips; she was too lost in the waves of ecstasy that were pouring through her body. Her legs quickly began to give way as her body turned to putty in Rarity's hooves. She sank deeper into the unicorn's passionate embrace, spreading her hind legs out to open herself up more to Rarity's eager and well-skilled tongue.

Rarity's tongue continued to explore her now molten core, slowly parting her swollen lips to explore every inch of her soaked flesh. Each methodical lick was accompanied by another small tug of her tail, the combined effect nearly overloading the florist with pleasure.

"Oh heavens, Rarity, don't sto– Oh, yess!" Roseluck's voice cut off mid-word as Rarity's tongue gracefully parted her inner lips and began tracing a slow circle inside of her pussy.

She writhed in ecstasy as Rarity continued to explore every inch of her core, sending wave after wave of her juices onto Rarity's tongue with each expert lick. Within minutes, she had been reduced to a groaning, whimpering mess, lewdly grinding her soaked pussy onto Rarity's relentless tongue.

"Aahn! Aahn! Don't stop!" Roseluck's moans graduated to cries of pleasure as another wave of pleasure rocketed through her core. She managed to re-focus her eyes for a moment and stole a glance behind her... And what she saw evaporated what little was left of her self-control. Rarity had shifted positions again, and was now lying on her back, the shimmering yellow dress bunched up around her chest. While her tongue continued its shameless assault on her dripping core, her once free hoof was now buried between her long legs, quietly but methodically massaging her own marehood.

The visual of Rarity laid out beneath her, pleasuring herself while burying her tongue inside of her marehood set Roseluck's mind on fire. Joy and awe mixed with the adrenaline tearing through her veins to push her past the point of no return. She could feel her body rushing towards the release that it so desperately craved, and even if she wanted to stop it, she couldn't.

"Rarity! I– Aahn... I'm so close!"

Rarity brought her tongue up in one final lick, curling it as she went to completely wrap around Roseluck's exposed clit. The contact flashed through Roseluck's every nerve like electricity... Like the split-second of calm before a lightning strike.

"Rarity, I'm cumm—"

Rarity flicked her tongue over her clit. The lightning struck.

And Roseluck exploded.

"AAHNN!" She screamed in ecstasy as an intense orgasm ripped through her body with more force than she had ever experienced. Her screams continued as Rarity drove her tongue deeper into her soaked core, drinking up every drop of her cum while drawing Roseluck's orgasm out as long as possible.

After a matter of seconds that felt like a century, Roseluck slowly came down from the orgasm; her entire body was turned to jelly, and her mind completely drowned in a lust-induced coma. Even breathing was a struggle at the moment.

"Ra... Rarity, that w– That was incredible..." she barely got the words out as she struggled to fill her lungs with air.

"Mmm... Why thank you, Rose," Rarity replied as she scooted out from underneath Roseluck and began to stand. "I trust that you enjoyed yourself?"

"Oh, most definitely." Died and gone to Elysium is more like it... she added in her still hazy mind.

"Still, I must apologize for distracting you like that," the unicorn replied in a husky voice. "You did say that you had some ideas to show me after all."

"Yes, I did..." Roseluck cast a half-lidded gaze at Rarity. "...But I suppose they can wait a few more minutes."

Rarity looked past the florist for a moment before a devious grin played across her lips. "In that case..." She slowly walked past Roseluck, flicking her now frayed tail across her side as she passed. "...I actually would like you to get behind a sewing machine for me."

"You would?" Roseluck asked as she finally succeeded in getting her voice back under control. "Rarity, you know I'm not—"

The words died in her throat as she turned around to face Rarity again. The unicorn was standing in front of the large sewing machine desk, her forelegs resting on the counter, her hind legs spread wide, and her tail flicked up and to the side. It was a completely wanton display that spoke unequivocally to every pony, mare and stallion alike. Rarity wanted to be taken, then and now.

Roseluck moved forward in a trance, her eyes never leaving Rarity's glistening marehood, the puffy lips calling to her to finish the work that Rarity's hooves had started a few minutes earlier. She stopped behind Rarity and slowly lifted the hem of the dress, fully exposing her gorgeous flanks.

The heady scent of Rarity's arousal mixed with the lingering scent of her perfume to create a truly intoxicating scent. Roseluck inhaled deeply, letting the euphoria wash over her like a gentle wave - and reignite the fire in her own core.

She leaned forward, aiming her muzzle straight for Rarity's soaked marehood. Her lips were mere inches from tasting heaven as she planted tentative kisses around the edge of her core, teasing Rarity just as she had done to her. Drawing another deep breath, she extended her tongue and reached for the ultimate prize–

The sound of a closing door rang out through the boutique.

"Hey, Rares! I'm back!"

Both mares froze in place, their eyes nearly popping out of their heads in disbelief before panic set in. Rarity nearly knocked Roseluck over as she jumped off of the sewing machine. Roseluck scrambled backwards and nearly ran to the stage to grab her flowers while Rarity ran to the mirrors to frantically readjust her dress and mane.

"Sweetie Belle, is that you?!" Rarity yelled out from the stage as she desperately tried to salvage her mane. "I thought you were on a sleepover tonight?"

"Yeah, I was," Sweetie Belle replied, her voice growing closer by the second. "Let's just say Scootaloo took the hoof wrestling a little too seriously, and things went downhill. Miss Applejack sent us home after Scootaloo started cheating to win every round. She kept saying something about using 'heel tactics', but that only got us sent home even sooner."

The filly's voice grew closer still. The room - and the two of them - were still a mess, and it smelled of perfume and arousal. Rarity needed to stall for time, and fast.

"Oh, well that's just awful, Sweetie. Before you come in here though, can you run to the kitchen and grab a towel? I seem to have spilled some wine in here."

"Okay, just a second!" Sweetie replied as her voice faded away towards the kitchen.

Roseluck scurried back over to Rarity, flowers and accessories at the ready, and her mane as presentable as it was going to get. "Spilled wine? We didn't sp— mmph!"

Rarity cut her off with a deep kiss, her tongue snaking out immediately to Roseluck, who opened her mouth to accept it readily. The unicorn's lips felt like velvet wrapped in the finest silk against her own lips, and Roseluck moaned deeply as she leaned further into the kiss.

All the while, Rarity's horn glowed softly as she reached out with her magic and nudged their two wine glasses off of the table, spilling their contents onto the plush carpeting. "Oh, I believe we did just that..." Rarity whispered as she broke the heated kiss. "...And so much more."

The two mares separated just in time to see Sweetie Belle re-enter the room, kitchen towels suspended lightly in her magic.

"Gosh, Rarity, I hope we can get this out of the carpet," she said as she levitated the towels onto the spills to begin soaking them up. "You had to special order this and everything."

"Oh, I'm sure it will be ok, dear," Rarity replied, offering a reassuring smile to her younger sister.

Sweetie finished laying the towels out and turned to look at the two mares with an appraising eye. "Gee Rarity, what happened to your mane? You never let it get frayed like that!"

Rarity cast a glance over to Roseluck, who was trying to hide her nerves behind a hastily drawn poker face. "Ha, funny that you mention that," she replied, her voice even toned through sheer force of will. "Roseluck here was just trying out some accessories for this dress, and I suppose my mane did get a bit ruffled in the process."

Roseluck spurred to action, hoofing over a few accessories for Sweetie Belle to examine. "But, it's not a big deal!" Rarity added in a light-toned voice, as she glanced over to Roseluck. "Sometimes, you have to get your mane ruffled a bit to find just the right combination of ingredients, wouldn't you agree, Rose?

"Yes, absolutely, I do indeed concur wholeheartedly!" she replied hurriedly. Sweetie Belle stared at the both of them for a second, as if she was turning their combined responses over in her head. Oh come on! Roseluck thought. I am not about to be busted by Rarity's sister of all ponies...

Finally, Sweetie Belle shrugged and turned back to the mess on the floor. "Well, if you want to salvage this carpet, sis, we better get moving."

"Quite right, dear!" Rarity replied with a sigh of what Roseluck could smartly guess was relief at not being found out on the spot. The unicorn turned back to her with a somewhat sad look.

"I suppose we'll have to continue this consultation at a different time then."

"Oh, yes, we will!" Roseluck replied as casually as she could. "After all, I have yet to show you my best work."

Rarity smiled sheepishly as Roseluck gathered the last of her things and headed back to the front room of the boutique.

"I'll see you later!" Roseluck called as she headed for the front door.

"Tomorrow then!" Rarity called back as she bid the florist good night. The door clicked shut, and Rarity let out a breath that she didn't know she was holding.

Sweetie Belle walked up then, the pair of towels that she had brought now fully soaked with wine. "Ugh, this stuff smells weird," she said through a scrunched nose. "You've had plenty of wine in here, but I don't remember them smelling quite as pungent as this one."

Rarity's eyes went as wide as dinner plates. The forced wine spill had covered some of the other smell in the room, but clearly not all of it. "Ah, well, this particular vintage came from an excessively, uh, rainy year... Yes. So, it changed the wine's aroma, of course... Gave it a very Earthy aroma, if I recall the tasting notes correctly."

Sweetie Belle sighed and scrunched her nose again as she brought the towels to the laundry bin in the other room. "Remind me not to drink wine when I get older."

The warm Friday afternoon sun crept slowly across the sky as Roseluck sat behind her stall at the market. Being Friday, hoof traffic in the market was usually brisk, and today was no exception. Besides her regular customers, many ponies stopped by to pick up extra flowers for special Sunday dinners, or in a few cases, to surprise their special someponies.

The constant stream of customers had kept Roseluck busy most of the day, but the traffic in the market had reached its usual afternoon lull, and she had run out of tasks to keep her mind occupied. Now she was alone with her thoughts - and an increasing amount of worry.

Her mind replayed the events of the previous night for what felt like the thousandth time. The veiled conversation in the boutique, the relentless teasing by both of them, and the incredible moments of ecstasy that followed... Roseluck couldn't help letting a bit of warmth roll through her core at the memory of Rarity's hoof roaming all over her body while her tongue gently explored every inch of her marehood.

With the pleasure came an equal amount of trepidation. We were nearly caught red-hoofed by her sister, she thought as she furrowed her brow in worry. And besides, I was supposed to be helping Rarity with her dress, not help her come close to taking it off!

She threw a foreleg in the air in frustration. "Ugh! What was I thinking?"

"I asked myself the same question, Rose." Roseluck nearly jumped at the sound of Rarity's voice. "What was I thinking, leaving the door to the boutique unlocked like that. We very nearly got caught with our hooves in the cookie jar, as it were."

"What?" she asked as she wheeled around the face the unicorn. "Rarity... Y– You mean you're not upset?"

"Upset?" she replied. "Why would I be upset, darling? Did you not enjoy yourself last night?"

Roseluck waved a hoof frantically. "Heavens yes! It... It was indescribable, really." A look of joy flashed across her face before fading away just as quickly. "But that wasn't supposed to happen, was it?"

"Whatever do you mean, dear?" replied Rarity, an edge of concern in her voice.

"The flowers, the dress... Rarity, you asked me over to help you with your Spring line, and after a few sips of wine I'm coming onto you like a young colt at his first school mixer dance."

Rarity stepped closer as Roseluck continued to ramble. "I mean, I'm just a florist. You... you're an Element of Harmony! You're friends with the Princesses for heaven's sake..."

Rarity quietly flipped the stall's sign to 'Closed' as she rounded the counter. "...And you're so, so beautiful... And I'm just me– Mmph!"

Roseluck was silenced for a second time by a touch of Rarity's velvet-smooth lips. But where last night's kiss was heated and strong, this one was slow and gentle, like the caress of a blanket on a newborn foal. Roseluck's breath hitched in surprise, but the moment of shock quickly melted, as she fell again into the embrace of Rarity's lips.

She couldn't help a slight whimper when Rarity slowly broke the kiss and took her face into her hooves.

"Rose, dear, you're right. Last night didn't go off like either of us had planned. After all, I certainly wasn't planning on being interrupted by my sister."

Roseluck's eyes went wide at her words. "Wait... You mean you–"

"Wanted that to happen? Yes, very much so," replied Rarity, who locked her blue eyes to Roseluck. "Yes, I'm friends with the Princess, and you're just you. But that's exactly why I've always liked you, Rose. You never pretend to be somepony else, or put on any airs for anypony."

"What you see is what you get with you." Rarity slowly ran a hoof through her red mane. "And I like what I see."

"Y– You do?" Roseluck could hardly believe what she was hearing. She really likes me?

"Yes, I do," the unicorn replied. "And I know that you like me," she added with a sly grin.

A blush flared across Roseluck's cheeks in an instant. "Oh... Was I that obvious?"

"To be honest, yes, but don't worry about it," Rarity said. "I never said that I didn't enjoy it. I just feigned ignorance, hoping that you'd make the first move. Yesterday though..." she chuckled a bit as she continued. "...I suppose I let my own desires get the better of me."

"What do you mean?" Roseluck asked.

Rarity smiled warmly. "What I mean is, I guess I got a bit impatient. I liked you, and I could tell that you had at least some interest in me, so I gave you a little nudge, just to see what would happen."

Roseluck returned the smile with one of her own. She could feel the worry melting away with each second - and a different kind of warmth quickly take its place. "So, are you happy with how things turned out last night, Rarity?"

The unicorn grinned deviously. "For the most part yes, though I believe we have some unfinished business."

"That we do," Roseluck replied with a sly grin of her own. "And I hate to leave my clients unsatisfied with their selections. When would you like to meet?"

"Tonight, at the same time as yesterday," Rarity said. "And don't worry about Sweetie Belle, I sent her to my parents' house for the weekend. They've been itching to take her to the Trottingham Fair for weeks now, so this worked out perfectly with the weekend coming up."

She leaned in and placed a gentle peck on Roseluck's lips. "Just come into the Boutique when you arrive. I'll see you tonight, Rose."

The town's clock tower rang out six o'clock just as the door to Carousel Boutique closed slowly behind Roseluck. She took a step forward before turning back to flip the lock on the door. Just in case.

The front room of the boutique was dark, save for the last bit of evening sun creeping through the drawn curtains, and the glow of a light from the showroom. Professional pretenses discarded, Roseluck had taken extra care to look her best, scrubbing her coat and mane as much as she could, and adding a gentle wave to her normally straight mane. Her saddlebags were light this time around, containing only her overnight bag and a few roses, the latter of which she brought as a gift to Rarity.

"Rose, is that you?" her voice called out from the other room.

"Yes, it's me, Rarity. May I come in?"

A few moments passed as Roseluck heard the shuffling of hooves in the other room. "Yes, please do." Rarity called out, the huskiness in her voice evident even from a distance.

Roseluck slowly made her way across the front room, her heart beating faster with each step. Just the thought of continuing the escapades of the previous night had her pulse racing, and her core quickly melting all over again.

She rounded the corner and entered the showroom, which was now dimly lit by an array of candles placed throughout the room. The smell of hot wax and perfume filled the air, but when she caught sight of Rarity, the breath left her lungs completely.

She sat on the same sewing machine, her lithe form shadowed beautifully in the dim light of the room. Instead of a shimmering dress, she wore only a stunning black negligee. The sheer, midnight fabric flowed softly over her form, creating a stark but beautiful contrast against her alabaster coat. A dark purple gem rested near the top of her chest; the fabric split from there, the twin streams of black cascading down her sides before coming to rest on her hind legs, which dangled gently off of the edge of the table.

Roseluck took a few steps forward and dropped her saddlebags with a thud, as if what she was seeing was merely a mirage in the desert. She struggled to even breath as she stared in awe at the display of pure lust and desire in front of her.

"Now..." Rarity locked her half-lidded gaze to Roseluck, her deep blue eyes shimmering in the flickering candle light. She slowly spread her hind legs apart, fully exposing her already glistening marehood to her.

"...Where were we?"

Author's Note

Well, here's part 2! I hope everyone enjoys it. :) (I think I caught any/all typos, but please PM me if you find any others somewhere)

BTW, for a bit of extra lulz, I hid a small Star Trek related easter egg in this chapter. *edit* found already! :D

Chapter 3

Roseluck didn't respond immediately; she couldn't, as she was too entranced by the voluptuous mare that lay in front of her.

The warm but dim light of nearby candles gently illuminated the waves of purple that framed Rarity's face, casting alluring shadows over her deep blue eyes. Twin streams of sheer black silk draped over her gorgeous form before coming to rest on top of her curvaceous flanks.

Roseluck's stare followed an almost natural path from the unicorn's partially obscured cutie marks over her hips and between her toned hind legs. She could feel her mouth go dry – and her haunches grow damper – as her eyes locked on Rarity's swollen, glistening marehood.

The unicorn's honeyed voice called to her like a mythical siren. "Normally, I'd be more than happy to let you stare at me all day..."

As she spoke, Rarity slowly leaned back on the table and propped herself up with her forelegs, allowing the black negligee to expose nearly her entire underside as it fell away from her chest. Her long, purple tail cascaded down like a waterfall as she pushed her rump further off the table and spread her hind legs even wider than before, slightly parting her outer lips to reveal the tender, pink flesh beneath them.

Now fully exposed in every way imaginable, Rarity fixed her with a come-hither stare that even the Princess of Love would have succumbed to.

"...But, I'd prefer this to be more, shall we say, interactive."

Roseluck nearly forgot to breathe again. Oh stars, I want her right now... Her thoughts trailed off as her eyes repeated their journey over Rarity's body again and again. Her heart was pounding against her ribcage, desperate to finally unleash its long restrained desires; it took every bit of what self-control she had left not to break into a gallop and jump Rarity then and there.

But this time, we really do have all night, she thought as she took her first step toward Rarity. And if this is all that I might have, I'm going to make the most of it.

Roseluck slowly crossed the room, her hips and her long tail swinging in time with each step. As she drew closer to Rarity, her mind raced through the dozens of fantasies that had occupied her many lonely days, and her even lonelier nights, for years. She had lost count of the times she had found herself this close to touching - to tasting - physical perfection... Only to have it fade away into the aether, leaving her heart yearning for the real thing, and her core begging for release.

But now, as she placed her forelegs onto the table next to Rarity, Roseluck felt a wave of pure sexual energy wash over her. But this... she thought as she inhaled deeply, letting the decadent scent of hot wax, arousal, and perfume flood her mind, ...This is very real.

In one smooth motion, Roseluck wrapped her forelegs around Rarity and pulled her closer. Rarity responded in near perfect harmony, wrapping her hind legs around Roseluck's lower back. The feeling of the unicorn's smooth, heaving chest against her own sent a shiver down Roseluck's spine, and she nearly saw stars when she felt Rarity's smoldering marehood come in contact with her body.

The glow of the candles seemed to cast a halo around Rarity's face as Roseluck shifted her head to look up at her. She could almost feel Rarity's blue eyes boring through her, burning away the last shred of her inhibitions like ice on the face of the sun. A visible shudder raced through her body as she continued to drown in Rarity's half-lidded stare, sending rivulets of arousal flowing down her haunches and onto her inner thighs.

And this is only just the beginning, she thought as she tightened her grip around Rarity, nickering softly as the gesture was returned in-kind. Minutes seemed to pass in slow motion as they held each other tightly; only the sound of their panting breath, and the roar of their thundering hearts broke the silence around them.

After what felt like a blissful eternity, Roseluck slowly raised her head enough to plant a gentle, almost reverent kiss on Rarity's neck. The moment her lips touched Rarity's coat sent a shockwave through her body, releasing waves of pent up desire directly into her veins.

She was about to lift her head when she felt Rarity's hoof slide up her back and press against the back of her head, gently holding her in place. Roseluck responded immediately with a second, deeper kiss. A soft moan slipped from her mouth as she slowly dug her lips and tongue into Rarity's neck with equal parts patience and hunger. She laid her tongue flat against the white, velvet-like fur as she slowly moved her lips across Rarity's neckline, eliciting a soft groan from the unicorn.

They had barely begun, yet Roseluck was already on the verge of total overload; as she finally let her lips part from Rarity's coat, she couldn't stop a single, happy tear from falling down her cheek. Rarity's eyes widened for a moment at the sight.

"Rose, are you alright?" she asked quietly.

"Heavens yes," Roseluck panted. "It's just that– You, you're just so beautiful Rarity, and I..." she paused for a moment as a fierce blush ran through her face, "I guess I'm still afraid that this is all just another dream, and I'm going to wake up at any moment..."

"I do want you to wake up, Rose," Rarity replied softly as she continued to cradle Roseluck's muzzle in her neck. "But when you do, I want you to be lying next to me."

Roseluck's heart nearly burst in her chest with joy at those words. She shifted her head enough to flash a teasing grin at Rarity. "Hmm, I'd like that very much. Although, that's a bit more than a simple 'nudge', wouldn't you say?"

"Hmm... You could say that," Rarity replied in a silky tone. "But our work together so far has been wonderful..." She lowered her voice even further, until it was barely a whisper of hot air in Roseluck's ear.

"...And after last night, I'd really like to finish the ensemble that we were creating."

The final wall that held back Roseluck's every fantasy crumbled, sending waves of unchained lust flooding into every inch of her body. The mare of her dreams was in her grasp, whispering in her ear, nearly begging to be taken.

"That's good," she said as she leaned up in Rarity's embrace, slowly raising a hoof through her purple curls before wrapping it around the back of the unicorn's neck. "Because after last night, I owe you a masterpiece."

The words had barely left her mouth when Roseluck smoothly pulled Rarity's lips down to her own, trapping them in a deep, sensual kiss. She moved her lips against Rarity's in slow, deliberate motions, savoring every inch of the unicorn's silky lips against her own. Rarity responded in almost perfect synchrony, matching each of Roseluck's soft pants and whimpers with one of her own.

Roseluck leaned up further, allowing her to draw Rarity deeper into her embrace... A move that the unicorn matched by tightening her hind legs further around Roseluck's lower back. Their kiss never broke for an instant as they continued to steal the breath from each other with each movement. Roseluck's tongue reached out to gently tease the edge of Rarity's lips, as if it were asking to be let in. Rarity let out a throaty groan as she eagerly opened her mouth to accept Roseluck's advances.

But just as Rarity began to quicken the pace, Roseluck slowed her passionate assault. Her lips slowed to a near-stop as she let her tongue slowly begin to explore every inch of Rarity's mouth. Roseluck's tongue was soon met by a very eager partner, and together, they began a slow, intricate dance. Their lips were barely touching, their tongues the only things linking their mouths together... Yet the dance continued without pause. Roseluck could almost feel Rarity's blood pumping faster in her veins as the heat between the two mares grew hotter by the second.

Rarity quickly began to melt under Roseluck's tender assault, leaning further back onto the table as she raised a hoof to grab onto Roseluck's mane for leverage. Roseluck only probed deeper into Rarity's mouth in response, eliciting another loud groan of pleasure from the unicorn.

Another shudder rocked Roseluck's body as another stream of her arousal dripped onto her haunches. The growing heat from her marehood was only amplified by the feeling of Rarity's own soaked lips against the soft yellow fur of her belly. The combined effect set Roseluck's entire lower body on fire, and it was all that she could do to keep her legs from buckling on the spot.

With a final flick of her tongue against the inside of Rarity's upper lip, Roseluck broke the kiss... And immediately dropped her head onto Rarity's heaving chest as she struggled to find her breath. "Oh... Wow..." she could barely get the words out between pants. "Th– Rarity... That was incredible..."

"Was it as good as you imagined it would be?" she asked softly as she placed a small kiss on Roseluck's ear.

"No... It was better," Roseluck panted meekly. The light from a single candle reflected in Rarity's lust-filled gaze, as if it were the only star in the vast night sky.

"So, in these dreams of yours..." Rarity peppered Roseluck's ears with soft kisses as she spoke. "...What happened next?"

"Hmm, lots of– Mmhm... Lots of things," she whimpered as Rarity began gently nipping the tip of her ear.

"What kinds of things?" replied Rarity in between two more teasing kisses.

"Ver– Oh yes... Very naughty things." Roseluck's voice could barely function under Rarity's continued teasing.

Rarity's voice became a seductive whisper in her ear. "Then show me."

Roseluck's breath hitched in her throat as the words sank in; her mind scrambled for a moment as she sifted through those dozens of dreams again. A particular dream stuck out amidst the haze in her mind, and she couldn't stop a smirk from crossing her lips. Why didn't I think of this one in the first place?

Without another word, Roseluck brought her lips to Rarity's, her tongue immediately diving back into the unicorn's open lips. Roseluck knew what she wanted to do; after all, she had seen this scene many times in her dreams. She simply let her conscious self step to the side, and let her mind's eye drive her every move.

She pushed the kiss deeper for a split-second, then released it with an intentional flourish, eliciting a faint whine from Rarity. "You won't keep a lady waiting, will you Rose?"

Her mind flashed briefly to the previous evening, and to the final moments before their interruption. "Oh, I won't keep you waiting, Rarity. But as you said, the greatest pieces usually take the longest to develop..." A devious smile tugged at the edge of her lips.

"...And I plan on taking my time."

Before Rarity could respond, Roseluck shifted her head past Rarity's lips and began planting gentle, wet kisses on her muzzle, moving a bit further down her jaw line with each touch of her lips. Her muzzle became half-covered in long strands of purple as she reached the corner of Rarity's jaw; she smiled blissfully as she drew a deep breath, letting the combined scent of Rarity and her shampoo flood her nose.

As she exhaled, she landed a deep kiss into Rarity's neck just below her jaw. She could feel her own hot breath wash back against her as her tongue smoothly lapped at the warm fur beneath her. "Mmhm... Darling, that's wonderful..." Rarity cooed softly as she leaned her head back, exposing more of her smooth neck to Roseluck's soft lips. Roseluck hummed contentedly as she continued to caress every inch of Rarity's neck with her lips, drawing more contented sighs from the unicorn.

Roseluck slowly shifted her body lower as she crossed the hollow of Rarity's neck onto her chest, her lips never breaking contact with her silky smooth coat for more than a moment. Without pausing for a moment, she brought a hoof underneath the gleaming gem that served as the clasp of Rarity's black negligee; a single flick of her hoof unlatched the catch on the back of the gem, allowing the sheer fabric to fall languidly off of Rarity's shoulders.

"Rose, how did you do that so quickly?" she asked breathily.

Roseluck smiled playfully. "Well, when you don't have a horn or wings to help, you learn to be very precise in your movements." She slowly dragged the tip of her other hoof up Rarity's side for emphasis, eliciting another gasp from the unicorn.

She continued to explore nearly every inch of Rarity's chest, leaving a hot trail of saliva and matted fur as she continued her slow, wandering path down the length of her now fully exposed barrel. Her lips and hooves never stopped for a second, mixing kisses, licks, and gentle nibbles with continued caresses along her sides. Roseluck could feel the shivers of pleasure running through Rarity's body as she ventured ever closer to her very center.

Rarity arched her back a bit as Roseluck began lavishing attention on the lower half of her stomach, her soft lips inching closer to her soaked lips with each kiss. "Mmhm... Rose... Please keep go— Ohh!" Her words cut off when Roseluck took one of her nipples in her mouth, letting her tongue draw a lazy circle around it over and over again. She closed her lips tightly around the hard nub and sucked gently before releasing it with a flourish.

"Don't stop, Rose... Don't st— Aahn!" Rarity barely got the words out before Roseluck grabbed her other nipple in her mouth, licking and sucking on it in the exact same fashion. Now let's up the ante a bit, she thought as she brought a hoof up to begin teasing the first nipple while her lips continued to suckle and lick the second. Rarity could only groan and mewl in response, arching her back further to offer more of herself to Roseluck's debilitating ministrations.

"Aahn..." Roseluck groaned audibly when she felt Rarity pressing deeper into her coat, grinding against her belly with each movement that they made. Rarity's coat was quickly becoming a sauna under Roseluck, her nipples as hot as coals in her mouth. Roseluck could feel more of her own arousal dripping down her haunches as she let the heat, the sweat, the essence of Rarity's arousal flood her senses.

Finally, she released Rarity's nipples from her grasp, and lowered her gaze to her now thoroughly soaked haunches. The smooth pink lips of her marehood were nearly glowing with arousal, and stood out beautifully against Rarity's soft white fur. The silky, musky scent of the unicorn's arousal flooded Roseluck's nose, tempting her like a pot of honey to a hungry bee. But the most delectable treats are worth savoring.

After staring for a moment more, she slowly lowered her muzzle to brush gently across the inside of Rarity's left hind leg. The contact was brief and feather-light, like a mother nuzzling her foal; yet it felt like pure bliss rang through every fiber of Roseluck's body.

Roseluck repeated the motion, this time letting her muzzle brush further up Rarity's leg. Taking a small page from their previous encounter, Roseluck returned Rarity's first debilitating technique by placing a small, gentle kiss on the back of the unicorn's knee. Rarity's leg twitched immediately in response, and a soft hum escaped her lips. Good to know I'm not the only pony that enjoys that, Roseluck thought.

She continued her way slowly up Rarity's thigh, the unicorn's skin growing softer and hotter against her lips with each heated kiss. Roseluck placed a hoof against Rarity's leg to spread it further before planting a deep kiss into the crease of her thigh. She turned quickly to her other thigh and repeated the motion, using her free hoof to massage the soft fur around the unicorn's haunches.

"Oh stars, Rose, you're so good... K– Mmhm! Keep going!" Roseluck was returning the teasing just as Rarity had done to her the previous night... And Rarity was responding in a similar manner, quickly melting into a whimpering mess, her body screaming for more.

Needing no more encouragement, Roseluck followed that kiss with three more, each one probing closer and closer to Rarity's soaked lips, each one drawing another heated moan from the unicorn. She landed one more kiss at the very top of her outer lips, and when Roseluck moved next, she was exactly where she had been the previous night - a mere breath away from the very center of a mare that she had only even dreamed of touching.

At this rate, this could be over in a matter of minutes. Roseluck smiled inwardly as she looked hungrily at Rarity's glistening slit. But my dreams didn't end here. Slowly, she raised her head, and began to shuffle backward, allowing her forelegs to slip off the table and back onto the floor.

"R– Rose... don't stop, please..." Rarity whined desperately. She gave an almost pleading look to Roseluck, as if the florist held her fate in her hooves.

"You said you wanted to know what my dreams were like, right?"

"Yes..." Rarity replied meekly, her voice barely able to break through her ragged panting.

"Well then," Roseluck replied, flashing a devious grin as she brushed the edge of Rarity's slit with the tip of a hoof, "If you want to know what happened next, you'll need to follow me."

With that, Roseluck turned around and began making her way towards the stage, her hips and tail moving again in time with her steps. A creak from the sewing machine and the shuffling of hooves told her that Rarity was following... A thought that was confirmed when she stopped to grab the loose cushions off the couch, and felt Rarity's smooth lips land right on her cutie mark. Her legs nearly buckled as the unexpected shot of fire ran through her nerves.

She gasped audibly as Rarity placed another kiss onto the rose that adorned her flank, this time using a hoof to massage her other flank at the same time. "Ohh yes..." Roseluck moaned as shivers raced up and down her spine in rapid succession as Rarity continued to kiss and tease her cutie marks. Her tail swished back and forth rapidly as she whimpered and moaned; the long red and pink strands snapped gently against Rarity's shoulder, as if she were spurring her to continue.

Rarity finally released her grip, and Roseluck nearly collapsed into a panting mess on the couch. "Oh wow... Wh– What was that for?"

"Just a bit of improvisation," Rarity answered with a sly wink. She raised a hoof and ran it through Roseluck's tail, sending another shiver up her back. "Moments of inspiration happen at random, but they can lead to wonderful results if you follow them."

"So, you find my flank to be inspiring then?" Roseluck replied cheekily, wiggling her rump for good measure. "If you ever get stumped on the Fall line too, I'll just swing by and stand in front of you all day."

Rarity was unable to suppress a hearty laugh, and Roseluck soon followed suit. As beautiful on the inside as she is on the outside, Roseluck thought as she basked in the shared moment of laughter and joy. I could wake up next to her for far longer than just tomorrow.

She gazed back at Rarity and her eyes were drawn to her sleek horn, which sat perfectly framed in waves of purple. The deep, perfectly matched grooves and gleaming finish spoke to the level of care that the unicorn gave both to her hooves and to her genetic namesake. A nearly forgotten memory flashed across Roseluck's mind just then; it took a moment to register, but when it did, a wicked grin lit up her face, and she couldn't help licking the corner of her lips with her tongue.

"Switch with me, Rarity."

"Oh?" she asked in reply. "But I thought we were heading to the stage to put this design together?"

"Consider it a moment of improvisation," Roseluck replied as she shifted off the couch. "Like you said, improvisation can be a very good thing."

Rarity smiled heatedly as she slipped in front of Roseluck, dragging her tail against her side for good measure. She laid across the length of the couch, with her head propped up on the hoofrest, and her hind legs spread in invitation. "I must say though, Rose, I hope that my little diversion there didn't break our rhythm. You were doing magnificently, if I may say."

"Oh, not at all," Roseluck answered smoothly as she lowered herself down to the couch, nestling between Rarity's long legs. The heat from Rarity's body washed over her like an ocean tide, and Roseluck could feel her heart speed back up in an instant. "In fact, you gave me a moment of inspiration just now..." She raised herself up a bit, bringing her muzzle up to kiss the tip of Rarity's ear. "...And if I'm right, you'll love the results."

"What did— Ohh!" Rarity's next words turned into a long, deep gasp as Roseluck's lips touched the tender fur around the base of her horn. She could feel Rarity's entire body shudder beneath her she began tracing a circle around the base of Rarity's horn. The horn was a unicorn's most prized possession, but like the wings on a pegasus, it was also the most potent erogenous zone on a unicorn's body.... And Roseluck took full advantage of that fact, moving her lips with an eager but feather-light touch.

"Ro– Rose... Pl... Oh, stars, yes!" Rarity continued to shudder and moan beneath her, like a tuning fork that had just been hit on its edge. Rarity's moans were growing longer and deeper by the second, and her body only grew hotter beneath Roseluck. She could almost feel the blood rushing through the unicorn's veins as she lavished more kisses and licks on the base of her horn.

Another spike of heat hit her belly as Rarity closed her hind legs around her back and began grinding her soaked haunches into Roseluck's stomach. Another idea flashed across her lust-addled mind, and Roseluck hummed lustily as her lips left Rarity's fur. Improvisation indeed.

Roseluck quickly shifted her lower body and planted her left hind leg on the floor in front of the couch; she shifted her weight forward, placing her forelegs on the hoofrest around Rarity's head, while her right hind leg settled into an almost kneeling position on the couch. She stared directly into Rarity's eyes as she spoke in a quiet but lusty tone. "Here, let me help you with that."

She shifted forward as the words left her lips, her mind breaking through the lusty haze to focus her movements. With perfect timing, her tongue wrapped around the base of Rarity's horn at the same moment that her knee pressed directly into her dripping core.

"Oh! Yes!" Rarity screamed out in ecstasy as twin waves of pleasure rocketed through her body; only Roseluck's presence on top of her kept Rarity from flying off the couch as she arched her back high into the air.

Rarity's cries of pleasure were music to Roseluck's ears as she continued her two-pronged assault on the unicorn's body. She turned her head and dragged her tongue up every side of Rarity's horn that she could reach, all the while grinding her knee into the unicorn's drenched slit. "Rose! Don– Aahn! Don't stop!"

She quickly fell into a rhythm with Rarity, moving her knee down each time she felt Rarity's haunches move up against her. Her tongue was no less efficient, twirling and twisting around Rarity's horn in smooth, constant motion. Blocking all other senses from her mind, Roseluck poured every bit of focus she could find into her twin acts of pleasure, driving more pleasured cries from Rarity's mouth with every move that she made.

Finally, Roseluck felt a small buzzing inside her mouth, as if Rarity's horn were vibrating by itself. The buzzing began to grow stronger by the second, every twirl of her tongue seeming to accelerate it that much more. Out the corner of her eye, she saw a faint blue glow begin to form at the base of Rarity's horn. So it is true...

Roseluck's suspicions were confirmed instantly as Rarity seemed to lose all sense of self-control, arching her back into Roseluck even higher than before as the glow of her magic enveloped the base of her horn. "Rose! I– I'm so close! O– Ohh yes!"

And now, the final piece to tie it all together...

She threw her weight forward, driving her knee as deep into Rarity's soaked flesh as she could, and with a final turn of her head, Roseluck took Rarity's horn directly into her mouth and began sucking on it like a lollipop. Rarity's cries of pleasure turned primal and desperate instantly, as the buzz of her magic reverberated through every inch of Roseluck's body.

"Rose! I'm going to cum– Faster, yes, faster!"

Roseluck slid Rarity's horn deeper into her mouth, nearly taking it all before she felt it hit the back of her throat. She ran her tongue down to the horn's base, and in one final, synchronized motion, she brought her tongue back up through every inch of the horn's natural groove while planting her knee directly against Rarity's exposed clitoris.

"AAHN! YES!" A primal, unfiltered scream split the air like a lightning bolt as a massive orgasm tore through Rarity. Roseluck moaned deeply as she felt Rarity's magic explode into her, filling her insides with an ethereal electricity that defied description. She could feel wave after wave of Rarity's cum flowing over her leg as the unicorn continued to shamelessly grind her pulsing core against her leg.

Rarity grabbed desperately for Roseluck as the tidal waves of her orgasm finally began to recede. "Ro– Rose, take me. Now. Please!" Roseluck grinned deviously as she finally released Rarity's horn from her mouth with a faint pop from her lips. "Lucky for you, I'd like this to be interactive as well."

She leaned up on her hooves and quickly turned herself around before laying back on the couch, settling her muzzle inches from Rarity's marehood. Roseluck quickly flicked her long tail up and to the side, presenting her own swollen lips to Rarity.

"Now, let's finish this ensemble the way we started – together."

Both mares reacted at once, burying their muzzles deep into each other's flesh without hesitation. Roseluck's tongue dove immediately into Rarity's soaked pussy, greedily lapping up every drop of delicious cum from her still pulsating slit. Rarity's renewed cries of pleasure mingled with her own as the unicorn's tongue smoothly lapped at Roseluck's pussy, darting in and out of her outer lips seemingly at random.

Roseluck used her hooves to spread Rarity's haunches open even more, and her tongue dove in with reckless abandon. "Yes! More, Rose, more!" Rarity cried out as Roseluck's tongue parted her inner lips and drove directly inside of her, eagerly massaging her inner walls.

"Don– Don't stop Rarity! Aahn... Oh yes!" Roseluck let out a pleasured cry of her own as Rarity drove her tongue deep inside of her pussy, lapping up the waves of her arousal as if it were an oasis in a desert.

As turned on as they both were, the peak rushed up on both of them quickly, and with unstoppable force. Neither mare could have stopped it even if they tried.

"Rar– Rarity, I'm so close! Take me now!"

"Oh, stars! Flick my clit, Rose!"

A final, desperate lunge of two tongues sent both mares over the edge; the entire boutique – and perhaps half of Ponyville – was filled with an erotic duet as they both screamed in ecstasy. They shuddered helplessly against each other as earth-shattering orgasms tore through both of them, leaving them unable to speak, and barely able to breathe.

After what felt like hours, they finally came down from their shared orgasm, slowly regaining the ability to form coherent thoughts and words.

"Rose, that... That was amazing!" Rarity panted.

"I– Ohh... I could say the same about you," Roseluck replied as she too tried to catch her breath.

"But where did you learn to do that with a horn?" Rarity asked cheekily. "Poets could write sonnets about that alone."

"Oh, that?" Roseluck answered as demurely as possible. "Oh, it's nothing special. Just a few tricks I picked up from a library book a while back."

Rarity's eyes went wide in shock. "Whoa, wait. You mean the Ponyville library? Twilight's library?" Roseluck nodded her head in affirmation, and Rarity's jaw nearly fell wide open. "That sneaky mare! All the times I and the girls have been in there, and never once did she mention anything about books like that."

"Oh, they've been there the whole time," Roseluck replied with a sly grin as she slipped off of Rarity and began to stand up from the couch. "You just need to know how to get access to them."

"Access them?" Rarity answered as she began to sit up. "What, is there a secret password? A magic lock on a bookshelf?"

"Don't worry, I'll tell you," Roseluck said as she offered Rarity a hoof up from the now thoroughly stained couch. "But I'll tell you while we take a shower."

Rarity looked Roseluck over before inspecting herself. Both of them were covered in sweat and cum, their manes and tails frayed seemingly beyond help. "Tell you what," Rarity said with a wink. "I'll work on salvaging our manes and coats, while you tell me what else our town librarian is hiding amongst the shelves."

"Sounds like a fair trade to me," Roseluck replied with a warm smile. She gently nuzzled Rarity for a moment before giving her one more deep kiss on the lips. "Lead the way."

Thirty minutes and two orgasms later, Roseluck and Rarity emerged from the bathroom, coats and manes clean and restored. Rarity's horn glowed gently as she turned down the comforter and the sheets, and put the damp bath towels in the nearby hamper. Roseluck returned a moment later from the lower level with a small vase balanced on her back. In the vase were four roses, all of them in full bloom – one deep purple, one white, one crimson red, and one light yellow.

"These are beautiful, Rose! Thank you!" Rarity said as she grabbed the vase in her magic and placed it lovingly on the nightstand. "You didn't have to, you know."

"Oh, but I did," Roseluck replied as she grabbed the unicorn into a warm embrace. "To celebrate our wonderful collaboration on your Spring line..." she shifted her head to place a gentle kiss onto Rarity's cheek, "...And to let you know that I'd like this partnership to continue... In more ways than one."

Rarity's breath hitched in her throat for a moment as she regarded Roseluck with warm, searching eyes. Slowly, she let go of their embrace and padded over to the bed, motioning for Roseluck to follow. Roseluck walked around the other side of the bed and slipped under the covers, falling slowly into Rarity's outstretched hooves until they lay chest-to-chest.

"I would like that very, very much," Rarity whispered into Roseluck's ear. "Though we've certainly skipped the 'getting to know you' stage at this point. Where would we go back and start from?"

"We'll know, trust me." Roseluck leaned over and pecked Rarity on the lips. "Remember, all it takes is a little nudge."

Author's Note

A combination of nerves and my perfectionist streak had me re-writing parts of this 4-5 times over, but it all finally meshed in the end! Hopefully, you all are as satisfied with the ending as our two love struck mares are. ;)

I can't thank all of you enough for reading, commenting and faving this little story; the response this has received has blown me away at every turn. Your continued feedback is always welcome, and I hope that you enjoyed reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it.

Bonus: If you really want to 'set a mood', per se, feel free to put this on in the background while you read. Yeah, it's cheesy, but I figure, why the heck not? xD

Cheers!
-GMP

PS - Knowing my luck, I missed a typo somewhere. Feel free to PM me if you find any