...Can lead to other stuff.
Twilight lay with her fillyfriend, breathing in her scent and letting out little sighs of content sporadically. Ever since she'd come to live in the Crystal Empire with Cadance, that scent of strawberries and fresh rain had made her feel at home, safe and protected. Of course, she thought of wherever Cadance was as 'home, but that wasn't the point. "You smell good," she murmured to the older mare, nuzzling against her neck lightly.
"Twilight, you tell me that every day!" Cadance said with a roll of her eyes. She extended a wing, draping it across the slender body pressed up against hers like a feathery blanket. She smiled indulgently, pondering what she wanted to do to torment the bookish mare that day. After all, what kind of Princess of Love would she be if she didn't provide her beloved with daily opportunities to show that love? Her 'pondering' face lit up in a mischievous grin as an idea came to her. She slid her feathers down Twilight's side, lightly, tickling at her ribs, her wings, and her cutie mark gently.
"Eep! C-Cadance, what are you doing?" the ex-librarian asked, rustling her wings and sitting up a bit to look at her other half. She blinked in consternation at the look of pure mischief on the alicorn of love's face. Her ears fell,plastered flat against her skull as a look of fear crossed her features. "Oh, dear." That was all she had time to say before Cadance pounced, hooves digging into Twilight's sides in an attempt to locate her ticklish spots.
"Tickle war!" Cadance squealed, having pounced the smaller alicorn ferociously, taking the attacker's position immediately. Amidst Twilight's shrieks of laughter, she heard the cues she needed to find her fillyfriend's truly ticklish spots, and went after them accordingly. Her wings and hooves worked in concert, the pink alicorn doing her utmost to leave the smaller mare paralyzed with laughter.
She wasn't expecting Twilight's counterattack, though, so when the younger Princess suddenly swooped out from beneath her and tackled her to the bed, the pink pony princess gave a shriek of mingled surprise and delight. "T-Twilight!" she squealed, flailing her hooves as gales of laughter washed over her, her beloved's hooves catching all the best spots to tickle Cadance into submission.
"Mmyes?" Twilight cooed in her ear, nibbling along the edge of the furry appendage. Her hooves continued working Cadance's body over, tickling and caressing her lithe form affectionately. The older mare lay beneath her, shaking with silent laughter, her breath having run out several seconds ago.
And then, Twilight's hoof hit a different spot, and Cadance sucked a breath in through her teeth, releasing it in a long, low, and sensual moan, making the purple princess blush prodigiously and bite her lower lip. "C-Cadance? Are...is everything OK?" she asked, looking at the now flushed and panting alicorn pinned beneath her.
Cadance nodded, wriggling a bit beneath her fillyfriend and sticking her tongue out at her. "Oh, yeah...that was a good spot, love," she murmured, leaning up and planting a string of kisses along the younger mare's neck and collarbone and earning herself a squeal of delight from the bookish mare. "But, since this is supposed to be a tickle war, I'd be careful around that particular spot if I were you," she warned, grinning mischievously. "It's a bit more than just...ticklish."
The younger alicorn blushed harder, cocking her head at her fillyfriend curiously. "I'm...not sure if I should apologize," she said, giggling lightly. "But I'll try to keep away from that spot...for now." So saying, the little pony dove back into 'torturing' her partner. She laughed and tumbled, rolling around with Cadance in absolute glee, the pair of them continuing the tickle war long past when they would usually have stopped.
Back and forth the battle raged, Twilight's offensive gradually giving way to Cadance's swift and efficient counter attack, and then back again. Eventually, however, Twilight regained the upper hoof, as it were, standing triumphant over Cadance's prone form.
"Ah HA! I guess this means I win, right?" she asked, running her hoof along the older mare's side gently, pressing and prodding into a few spots where she knew Cadance was often stiff and sore.
Her defeated 'foe' looked up at her, the very picture of abject surrender and acquiescence to Twilight's superior skills in the fine arts of tickle warfare. Having conceded defeat, the pink alicorn gave the ex-librarian a demure look. "And what does my conqueror intend to do with her poor, helpless, defenseless, downtrodden, compliant, disabled, unprotected, vulnerable, impotent, powerle-"
"All right, all right, I get it, Sunshine!" Twilight laughed. "I win, and to the victor go the spoils, right?" she asked, leaning down to nuzzle the Princess of Love affectionately. "Geez, I might almost think you'd somehow stolen my verbosity from me, with a spiel like that!" she giggled, planting a small kiss on her fillyfriend's nose even as she traced down her sides with the tips of her wings, the feathers ruffling the older mare's coat with a touch as delicate as a spider's web.
She traced her wing right over the spot that had set Cadance to moaning earlier, and grinned to herself as it did its work again, bringing a blush to the Love Princess' cheeks and eliciting a moan from her with nothing more than a touch.
"Oh, you tease," Cadance murmured at her, a sultry look in her eyes. "To the victor go the spoils, indeed. Now stop teasing me with your wings, Ladybug, and c'mere."
Their squeaks, moans, and gasps could be heard in the hallway. And the Guardsponies outside their doors rolled their eyes and broke out the ear plugs. "Guess it's Tuesday," the older of the pair muttered.
Author's Note
My first (and possibly only) attempt at TwiDance. Let me know what you think?
