An irritable groan droned through the bedroom. It was early, and Twilight Sparkle didn't like it one bit. Usually, the unicorn was an early riser—quite possibly the biggest early bird around—and would shoot out of bed at the first sign of the rooster's calling, eager to start her day with schedules or practising magic.
But not today.
No, today, her brain just so happened to activate its own alarms. Another groan—muffled this time—made itself known from the unicorn, smothered by her pillow. After spending the majority of the evening prior and portions of the night unpacking from her trip, all she wanted was to suffer a full mental overload and let her mind wander back into her personal haven. Just a few hours, that's all she needed.
Alas, she was too familiar with her mind. Her beautiful, brilliant, bovine brain. She knew it'd fail to shutdown. Mumbling some incomprehensible gibberish, Twilight dragged herself from the bed that was desperately calling her back and drunkenly staggered towards her bathroom. Her head drooped, and she yawned so tumultuously other ponies might have mistaken her for a zombie. Her eyes were narrowed to the thinnest of slits, and she didn’t even want to imagine how bad of a mess her mane was.
It's so good that Spike was still in Canterlot. Knowing him, he would have found something to gloat about.
Twilight sparked up her horn as she entered her bathroom, illuminating it. A smile edged its way onto her lips as she heard the distinct groaning of wood behind her, shortly followed by a click. She sauntered forward, sliding open the transparent door of the shower with another cast of magic.
She made herself welcome to her old friend, ready to be pelted with its contents. She craved the hot, dripping liquid to trickle down her skin and mane.
She needed it.
She gazed up at her savior—a simple, yet effective device with small, numerous holes. To whoever invented the showerhead, Twilight was eternally grateful. She'd smother the pony with kisses if he or she were to appear right now. Still retaining her smile, Twilight lit up her horn for the third time—now for its best use, in her opinion.
The dial twisted. The shower activated.
“Yeow!” Twilight reacted and pounced away like a cat as soon as the liquid grazed her skin. She didn't mean for it to be like that. Or maybe she just wasn't expecting a gushing stream of ice. Her breathing turned frantic as she jumped back and took refuge in the corner, hairs bristling. She shivered and her teeth chattered.
Now she was awake.
She winced, spotting the water on the floor spreading around, marking its territory with no troubles. It was inevitable that the cold water would soon find its way around the base of her hooves eventually, soaking a portion her in a cold embrace again.
She whimpered as the water formed circles around her hooves on the shower floor, giving her the extreme chills, her teeth chattering at the cold feeling itself. She knew that if she tried or continued to move, only more of her body would be exposed to the icy liquid. She took deep breaths, closing her eyes at the cold feeling. She kept telling herself she could do it, and that it would change soon.
She took a chance, a leap of faith, leaning out a hoof to check if the water had warmed up yet. Salutations, it had. She was quick to move her entire body under the warmer water, sighing as she did so. It felt so refreshing, and it was only a matter of time before the warm overtook the cold underneath her.
She closed her eyes, the water drenching and splashing her entire face. She let it soak all around her, not rushing in the slightest. She could just stay there all day. She opened her mouth, letting the water spurts enter her agape jaw. She could feel each stream of water splashing against and down her tongue, the fluid collecting near her throat. She gurgled and swished the water around her mouth, before spitting it out.
“That’s the stuff...” she mused, speaking her mind. She really found it was rewarding. Being away from Ponyville for a few weeks certainly was different, and she’d catch up with her friends later, but she was exhausted last night. Thankfully, she had a lot more energy this morning, courtesy of bed rest.
She could feel the water below her had changed temperature too, raising her hoof to her cheek to feel it. It was warm, resulting in a chortle of satisfaction. She loved it. It was perfect.
She kept herself entertained by the dripping water, letting her mind flow freely, before she could hear something else other than the escaping water from above. She thought it was only her own breathing, as it was increasing in volume from all of the warm water anyway, but that was blown out of the window when she felt something brushing against her cheek. She checked out this sudden presence, finally opening her eyes to the side.
She jumped for the second time, almost falling over, as soon as she saw the smiling pink pony that was standing there. “Ah!” she retorted, “Pinkie! How’d you...? And where...?”
As Twilight blabbered a whole ton of questions, Pinkie Pie only giggled. It looked like she had expected the shocked reaction. “One at a time Twilight.”
Twilight contained herself, as she got back in the normality of the situation. “How did you know I was here?”
“Easy!” the pink pony proclaimed, “I knew you were back, since you kept writing those letters to us every day telling us when you’d be back. Then, I knew you were an early riser, no matter the situation. I figured you’d want a nice warm shower after an exhausting evening, so I came here.”
Twilight didn’t know what to say. Pinkie Pie was sometimes weird, and granted random at times, but she just read her like a book. “How did you even get in here?”
“That’s not important,” Pinkie Pie dismissed, waving her hoof in the air. She dipped her head underneath the shower head, sighing as the warm water poured down her face and mane, the hair starting to lose its curliness as the liquid drenched it, streams of water dripping from the bottom strands. The mane started to straighten out, leaning over full force one side of her face, covering half of it and an eye in its pink mass.
Twilight darted her eyes left and right after seeing the pink mare wetting herself under her own shower. She gulped at the sight of Pinkie Pie licking her lips as the water crashed on her, a tingly feeling flushing right through her. She finally realised the gravity of the situation, and had to come up with something quick. “Uh... Pinkie? What are you doing in my shower?”
Pinkie Pie slowly turned her head to face Twilight, the water still flowing down her visible cheek. “I planned a surprise for you.”
“A... surprise?” Twilight asked, cocking an eyebrow.
“Yeppers! I wanted to wait until later to throw you a ‘Welcome-back-to-Ponyville party!’, but I knew you’d be here at this time, so I wanted to make a personal one too.”
Twilight closed a portion of an eye, unsure if Pinkie Pie's actions were supposed to be helpful or not. “Thanks...?”
“Mhmm,” the other mare responded, licking her lips again, “Now, am I going to wash your hair or what?”
Twilight went bug-eyed. “Huh?”
Pinkie Pie giggled. “Silly filly. It’s part of the surprise.”
“Oh.” Twilight’s face went blank. “I don’t know Pinkie. I appreciate the gesture and all, but...” Twilight drifted off as she noticed Pinkie Pie giving her a sort of pouting face, a look calling to her. She couldn’t really turn her down, considering she was in her shower, her mane had straightened and she was dripping wet. It would be insulting to send her away after all the effort she’d done to get there. However she managed to do that anyway. “...Fine,” she said, grumpily giving in.
Pinkie Pie lit back up, jumping in the process, no risk of falling on the slippery surface at all. “Yay!” She carefully pulled Twilight under the shower nozzle, before grabbing the shampoo located in the corner.
Twilight watched Pinkie Pie squirting some of the viscous solution onto her hoof, ready to begin her generous procedure. She closed her eyes, expecting the upcoming rash action to hurt. Pinkie Pie tended to be rough at some things, so she expected some force being put into it.
She clenched her eyes fully shut when she felt Pinkie Pie’s hoof connecting with her hair, but she soon released the hard grip on them when the tender hooves proved otherwise. She could feel Pinkie Pie’s hooves, but they were very soft and gentle. There was no pressure at all, and they certainly weren’t drilling into her scalp hard.
She sighed as she felt Pinkie Pie’s hoof trail through her lavender mane, flowing through it as softly as she could. Pinkie Pie went a little further, even brushing her hoof along the fur too, a slight test, receiving no complaints at all. Twilight closed her eyes again, fully enjoying the wash. It felt like a massage, and given her stance from unpacking the previous evening, it only made it the more enjoyable.
“That feels nice...” Twilight revealed, whispering. She didn’t want Pinkie Pie to stop. A slight moan escaped from the small hair play when Pinkie Pie managed to sneak in a full body stroke, before continuing on with her gracious work.
It had been several minutes, and Pinkie Pie had long finished the actual washing process, the absence of bubbly liquid proving that point. Now, she just carried on, allowing Twilight to fully enjoy the pink hooves caressing her. She kept up with her progress, whilst closing the gap between them both. She got so close that their skin finally made contact with each other. Twilight didn’t react.
Pinkie Pie got even closer, bringing herself towards Twilight’s ear, her breath resonating through Twilight's mind. “How was that?” she whispered warmly, having finished her graceful hair play.
“...Wonderful,” Twilight replied, sighing afterwards. The warm water continued to crash onto her side as Pinkie Pie stood right next to her, her laboured breathing now apparent. “How did you do that so well...?”
Pinkie Pie took her own hoof to lift up Twilight’s, allowing her to feel its tender undercoat. “I took a few preparations,” Pinkie willingly revealed, allowing Twilight to inspect her personal grooming technique.
Twilight stammered at the efforts Pinkie Pie seemed to have gone to just for her, but like all good things, it eventually had to come to an end. “Wow Pinkie, your hoof is so... soft...” Twilight carried on feeling the pink hoof, unaware that she was touching it a bit too much, but Pinkie Pie did not say anything. She sighed in displeasure, before glancing into Pinkie Pie’s eyes. “Thank you Pinkie. I appreciate what you’ve done, but I guess it’s over now.”
Pinkie Pie kept her smile, but tilted her head. “What do you mean?”
Twilight furrowed her brow in confusion, even parsing her eyes a bit to the side, still unaware she was feeling up Pinkie Pie’s hoof. “Uh... wasn’t this the surprise?”
Pinkie Pie retracted the hoof from Twilight’s grasp, before giggling. “Well yeah, but it’s only part of the surprise.”
Twilight didn’t like the way Pinkie Pie emphasised the word ‘part’. She was definitely planning something, and given Pinkie Pie’s track records for her surprises, it might or might not be good. It didn’t help when Pinkie Pie decided to rub her cheek up against her own with affection either.
“...Pinkie?” Twilight wondered out loud, feeling a bit flush from the close contact.
Pinkie Pie didn’t reply vocally, but she twisted her head without warning and planted a kiss squarely on Twilight’s cheek. It was very brief, but meaning and playful. The unicorn stumbled backwards from the sudden sign of affection, almost tripping over. “Pinkie!?” she asked more confidently, demanding an immediate answer from the mare.
“This is the other part of your surprise,” Pinkie Pie easily answered with no trouble, nearing towards the other occupant of the shower, lowering her voice, “Do you want it?”
The way Pinkie Pie was being so open about it. The way she asked it. It was calling, soft and very gentle. The atmosphere of the shower, the slightly steamed up walls turning translucent, the mare herself with the mane hanging over one side, her face containing traces of shower water. She was getting tempted, lust even getting to her. Pinkie Pie looked sparkling in her shower, which might have been her goal all along.
Twilight didn’t move as Pinkie Pie closed the gap separating them, the shower still running behind them. The eyelids on the party pony dropped a tiny bit as they stood inches from each other, the whispering of their breathing passing each other. Twilight knew what was about to happen, and she didn’t fight it.
Pinkie Pie inched forwards, her eyelids dropping with each movement until she reached contact with Twilight’s lips. It was a short kiss, no more than a small peck, but very meaning and wet from the traces of water present on their lips. She pulled away gradually, the exchanges of breathe still happening between the pair.
No words were exchanged between the two ponies as the running of water continued to drizzle down from the shower. Twilight picked up a hoof of hers, bringing it up towards Pinkie Pie. With very slow movements, she graced it along Pinkie Pie’s cheek, pushing back the hair that was covering part of her face. Pinkie Pie responded by giving Twilight her gracious smile with her pearly eyes, not at all deflecting the unicorn’s stroking. She allowed her wet hair to be pushed back, some of the water trickling down to her side or making a splash on the shower floor.
Twilight finally pursued forward. With her occupied hoof, she lowered it, putting a small amount of pressure into it, pushing Pinkie Pie backwards. There was little struggle as Twilight pressed Pinkie Pie up against one of the steamy walls of the shower, before taking her chance when Pinkie Pie grunted from the small impact.
She gave in much more passionately to the kiss they shared. In their moment of locked lips, Twilight used her hooves to reach underneath Pinkie Pie and push her up onto her hind legs. She followed shortly afterwards, putting the two of them into an embracing kiss once again, their bodies also making contact.
Pinkie Pie wrapped her hooves around Twilight’s barrel, pulling her closer, whilst moving her hooves down and around the spine of the purple skin. Twilight planted her hooves to the sides of Pinkie Pie, laying them on the wall, all during their continuous kiss, some of the condensation being wiped away. Twilight pushed a bit further, Pinkie Pie gasping a moan.
Twilight felt her heart rate rise as she slowly broke away, Pinkie Pie’s chest expanding also leaving a mark. The pink hooves coiled behind her, pinning her close, their bodies sharing warmth that wasn’t already generated from the warm water trickling. Pinkie Pie tempted Twilight even more, licking her lips while staring right into her eyes, certain the unicorn would get even more turned on than she already was.
Twilight elicited a small moan, before taking away Pinkie Pie’s hooves behind her and twisting her body around, pressing the pink pony up against the wall, her belly touching the surface. Twilight closed the tiny gap between their bodies, rubbing her own belly against Pinkie Pie’s back, as well as her marehood tapping against the pink rump.
Twilight brought her hooves around Pinkie Pie’s front, stroking up and down the pink belly, while Pinkie Pie placed her fore legs onto the condensated screen. She nuzzled her way into the back of Pinkie Pie’s neck, kissing and soothing the wet skin. Pinkie Pie allowed Twilight to kiss up to her cheek that wasn’t up against the surface, the skin making itself welcome to her soft lips.
“Why are you doing this?” Twilight softly asked, finally breaking the silence, her overall curiosity getting the best of her. She asked it, though she went back to caressing herself against Pinkie Pie’s soft skin afterwards.
Pinkie Pie, even throughout her elasticised pleasure, her breathing leaving the shower wall even cloudier, had a reasonable answer. “I wanted to let you cool off (no pun intended) from your hard work for the past few weeks.” She presented a grin, like she knew something. “Besides, I’ve noticed the way you’ve looked at me.”
Twilight paused her small kissing session to take in Pinkie Pie’s point. It was certainly true.
It was no secret that Twilight Sparkle was into mares. The first hint came at a party where, foolishly, she had a little too many shots of whiskey, resulting in a staring contest against Rarity’s flank whilst biting her lower lip. She deemed Rarity’s cutie mark to be a perfect metaphor at the time; her body was a diamond to her, and she wanted it. Her friends had noticed her obvious peeking, Rarity still feeling a little flattered at the ordeal ever since, while also a little freaked out.
Although she didn’t feel anything romantically towards Pinkie Pie, she couldn’t deny she had a fantastic body. She also admired her features, and now that she was finally ‘tapping it’, as Rainbow Dash might say, it severally turned her on. It was hot. Pinkie Pie knew it too, even willing to let Twilight play with her.
Pinkie Pie knew that Twilight had paused temporarily to think about it. She leant in, pressing her lips to Twilight’s, catching her full attention. It wasn’t a long kiss either, but it was succulent. After parting, she gave Twilight a lustful wink, noticing the unicorn was gyrating a hoof around her flank. “You can have it if you want...” Pinkie playfully said, a hint of seduction.
Oh Sweet Celestia yes, was the main thing going through Twilight’s brain, the lust fully taken control. “You mean...” she asked gently, fully aware of what she was implying.
Pinkie Pie’s smile brightened and grew. She didn’t say anything, but her answer came in the form of her tail. Waving the wet strands of hair upwards, she directed it towards Twilight’s vulnerable marehood, the warm water softening her lips in an instant. Without a doubt, Pinkie Pie gently poked her tail into Twilight’s available clit, receiving an almost orgasmic moan from the sudden sensation.
Twilight buried her head into Pinkie Pie’s neck, gripping her hooves around her a little tighter as Pinkie Pie worked her way around her marehood, trying not to moan with every second that passed.
Pinkie Pie stopped after a while, before perking up Twilight’s head with her hoof, leaning in for another kiss. It was a different kiss, much more meaningful, full of the heat. “Are you ready for the next part?” she joyfully asked, certain that Twilight was up for it.
“Yes,” Twilight mumbled, feeling ever-increasing wet from Pinkie Pie’s tail skills. The water was soaked around her marehood, giving her a pleasure drive. Their bodies continued to exchange liquids of the shower as their bodies remained in contact, their breathing increasing.
Pinkie Pie twisted her body around while still gripped by Twilight, facing her again. She leant forward, planting a small kiss on Twilight’s lips. “Hold on then,” she cooed, before removing Twilight’s hooves around her. She dropped down back to four legs, making a move across the shower.
She had a plan, and it was sure to work. Carefully positioning her hooves, she pretended to slip up, creating a tiny thud as she fell on the shower floor, splashing into the large, single puddle. She groaned a bit when she made impact, the blow even hurting a tiny amount. She had positioned herself so perfectly that the water from the shower drizzled down onto her belly, fully exposed.
Twilight acted instinctively, crawling down to aide Pinkie Pie. “Are you ok?” she almost shouted, concerned for Pinkie Pie. She put her hoof on Pinkie Pie’s cheek, pushing some of her hair back that wasn’t already soaked and lying on the floor.
Pinkie Pie presented a devious grin, her plan having worked. In a slight rush, she reached around, her hooves tracing behind of Twilight, before pulling on them with force. Twilight was captured in her sneaky trap, soon finding herself pressed down onto Pinkie’s lips. She was stunned for a few seconds, before figuring out the harsh truth of Pinkie Pie’s mischievous plot. She gave in, sliding her body over Pinkie Pie’s wet exterior, bringing the two of them in even contact, the drops of water being shared between them.
The water crashed down onto Twilight’s back, drizzling down either side of her barrel. She put a little force into her kiss, the lips of Pinkie Pie parting to invite her organ in. She slipped it in ever so slightly, but very eagerly, Pinkie Pie mumbling a glorious response of a moan.
Twilight shifted the weight of her hips, lining up her own body with Pinkie Pie’s. Very graciously, she aligned her own marehood with Pinkie Pie’s, the two of them connecting, sliding them together. Pinkie Pie’s tongue went wild from the wet sensation of Twilight’s marehood grinding against her own, a larger exhale emerging from her snout.
Twilight parted from the softened lips, nibbling at Pinkie Pie’s lower lip, before making her move. As slow as she could, she started to lower herself down Pinkie Pie’s front, massaging her wet skin with kisses, her muzzle buried against the fur. She extended her tongue, slurping up traces of shower water present on Pinkie Pie’s body, giving her the giggles, the chest vibrating up and down from the tickling feeling.
“Twilight, what are you doing?” Pinkie playfully asked as she felt Twilight heading south quickly. Her eyes widened when she saw Twilight nearing her supposed goal. She gasped when something slithery touched her open clit, wriggling around her nether region. “I was supposed to be the one who did this to you!” she shouted from the instant pleasure drive.
Twilight guffawed, retreating her tongue temporarily back into her mouth. She rose up, leaning her head on Pinkie’s belly with half-lidded eyes. “There’s been a change in plans...” she gently hinted with an enticing tone.
Pinkie Pie bit her lower lip when Twilight went back below towards her marehood, prodding it lightly with a hoof, each time resulting in another squeal of delight. Both Twilight’s and Pinkie Pie’s desire rose with each gentle tap, until Twilight finally released her tongue from its cove again, circling around the wet pussy.
Easing into her playful actions, Twilight prodded her muzzle up against the open clit, before purposely letting out an exhale into the slit, a gentle breeze, almost a whistle. From the indication of Pinkie Pie’s reaction, she leant forward, planting a few rapid kisses by her groin.
Twilight took Pinkie Pie’s gentle moans as the final signal for her ticket in, diving in very gradually, her tongue extending inside of the slit. Pinkie Pie’s eyes rolled backwards as the tongue gently massaged her insides, sliding across and around her inner walls.
Twilight went deeper, sticking in further, wrapping her hooves around Pinkie Pie’s rump. Like an expert, she tenderly worked her way inside of Pinkie Pie gently, but slowly, just at the right speed, her own marehood tracing on the shower floor, the water seeping around it.
Pinkie Pie’s breathing became more ferocious, the moans intensifying each passing second as she was sent into a state of pure euphoria. Her head tilted back, resting fully on the shower bed as the warmth of the shower water continued to drench her coat. It was a personal paradise to her, and Twilight was the chef to her cupcake testing session.
“Twilight!” Pinkie screeched after a few minutes of nothing but pure pleasure, “I’m... about... to...”
Pinkie Pie bit her lip again as she felt it coming to her fast. Twilight heard her in-between her moans, only increasing in intensity with her tongue as a reply. Pinkie Pie’s body started to shake slightly as the wave of pleasure rode through her, eventually leading to a hailing scream of an orgasm.
It was a loud scream, higher volume than that of the running water coming from the shower. In one large gust, Pinkie Pie’s inner walls clenched, juices squirting from the inside. Twilight retreated from the inside of Pinkie Pie’s clit, to witness a small wave of liquid ooze out of Pinkie Pie’s marehood.
The liquid seeped out of the open slit, falling onto the already wet floor as the pink pony tensed up from orgasm. Pinkie Pie’s juices got swallowed up with the warm water of the shower.
Pinkie Pie continued to breathe heavily, still a rush of ecstasy driving through her. Twilight climbed back up onto the pink pony, meeting eye to eye, before leaning in and kissing her. The moans from Pinkie Pie were to be expected as she fought hard with her tongue, Twilight deliberately rubbing their marehoods together, the wet pussy only generating more bliss.
“This was... supposed... to be... your... gift...” Pinkie Pie hungrily said, in-between kissing Twilight.
“Who said it couldn’t be a two-way gift?” Twilight impishly replied, pecking Pinkie Pie’s muzzle.
Pinkie Pie heavily blushed. She wasn’t expecting Twilight to do anything in return. The original plan to make out with Twilight and get her off, not the other way around. Luckily for her though, she still had the strength to progress with her initial task, and she was sure Twilight wouldn’t turn her down.
“My turn,” Pinkie Pie joyfully stated, pushing Twilight off her with a small glint of force, before swapping positions, Twilight pushed onto the floor. The hair that had soaked up a huge portion of water dripped to her side, the liquid falling from her locks, some of the water on the shower floor splashing from the two moving mares.
Twilight felt some pressure when Pinkie Pie lay on top of her. “Are you ready for your surprise?” she calmly asked, lowering her eyelids.
Twilight suggestively nodded in response, giving Pinkie Pie free reign to start trekking downwards. Like Twilight, she buried her muzzle in the lavender skin, kissing along her way there. She changed up the act a bit, adding in a few butterfly kisses. Licking her way across the fur, Pinkie Pie exchanged the traces of shower water with saliva that rolled off her tongue.
The water constantly splashed on Twilight’s exposed belly, while Pinkie Pie eventually found the prize she was searching for. Twilight’s exposed wet pussy was right in front of her. She spread Twilight’s hind legs a bit, before diving in with her muzzle, giving a lick straight up the exposed clit. Twilight elicited a small moan from the friendly contact.
Pinkie Pie added in a few butterfly kisses to the open slit too, flickers of water tapping against the open surface from her eyelashes.
Twilight lifted up her tail that was soaked on the shower floor, slapping up onto Pinkie Pie’s face. The water flushed over her, remnants of it dripping from her chin. Pinkie Pie looked directly at Twilight, only to be met with a lustrous grin.
Pinkie Pie took her sweet, small revenge by playing with and tempting Twilight’s open clit, licking everywhere around it but not inside. Even though it was only teasing, Twilight still found the tongue work heavenly, already experiencing the ecstasy that would soon take her over.
Pinkie Pie plunged inside on Twilight’s slit, her tongue gyrating through the inside. It was stroking, but very gracious. The inner walls inside of Twilight quickly fell victim to Pinkie Pie’s organ, sending a stream of pleasure through her body. The moans came quick, though not as loud as Pinkie Pie.
Twilight raised a hoof onto her forehead as Pinkie Pie massaged her wet pussy, her head leaning back. The water continuing to run from the shower attacking her with hot water, with no arguments. She placed a hoof on the steamy wall, wiping away the condensation, the remainder of her bathroom visible through the small circle she made.
With a sudden reflex, Twilight slammed her hoof on the wall, Pinkie Pie having reached her highly sensitive spot, the pink pony fully aware of it too. Within seconds, the pleasure numbed throughout her entire body, Pinkie Pie the cause for it all, continuously reaching her button, each time a large moan coming out of her.
She wasn’t going to hang on long, but she desperately didn’t want it to end. She had her first orgasm, reaching forward and placing her hooves around Pinkie Pie, forcing the mare into her wet and open pussy, meaning with each playful act, Pinkie Pie increasing in intensity.
“Oh! Oh! Yes!” Twilight screamed, just about ready to reach her climax. Pinkie Pie carried on licking Twilight’s inner walls as they squeezed, Twilight reaching her apex from her second orgasm.
Pinkie Pie was blasted with an onslaught of Twilight’s cum as it gushed right out of her, smothering her face. She screamed briefly from the liquid splashing her face, before giggling when she retreated from the clit. She looked over at Twilight, who stared at the ceiling from euphoria alone, sighing and moaning, her tongue hanging out.
Pinkie Pie swished up some water from the shower floor to wash over her face, the cum mixing in with the warm liquid. She slid her way over towards next to Twilight, gaining her attention by giving her a nuzzle into her neck, before lowering her hoof and rubbing it up against Twilight’s wet marehood.
The unicorn turned around, picking up Pinkie Pie’s head and planting a deep kiss on her lips, the water from the shower continuing to land on them both, the lust remaining from Pinkie Pie's hoof stroking. They shared saliva as well as the hot water across their bodies for an extended period of minutes.
Saliva dripped off their tongues as they broke apart, Pinkie Pie removing her hoof from the clit, the two lovers lying on the shower floor in slight fatigue. Their chests expanded from their deep breathing.
“Thank you Pinkie...” Twilight whispered softly, truly thankful for her morning ‘surprise’. It was a morning she wouldn’t forget anytime soon.
Pinkie Pie beamed her smile in return, before cuddling up next to Twilight, placing her hooves around the unicorn. “I just thought you needed this...” she proclaimed, burying herself in the embrace of the purple skin.
The two mares remained on the shower floor for an incomprehensible amount of time, neither wanting to move for any time in the foreseeable future. They remained in a constant hug formation as the shower continued to run, Twilight never letting the warm water to stop dripping down their already soaking coats and hair.
"Twilight..." Pinkie Pie whispered softly after a few minutes.
"...Yes?" she replied, in the same tone.
Pinkie Pie giggled. "Do you want to wash my hair?"
Author's Note
16/11/2014 - Parts are edited.
