Consequences

Applejack’s POV

　　“Twilight, have ya’ll seen Rainbow Dash around? We were suppose to meet for a training session and she never did show up.” Twilight’s face scrunched up in a half grin, she snickered and said,

　　“Our friends are a little preoccupied at the moment.” I lifted my hoof to stamp it on the floor slightly annoyed.

　　“And what the hay is that suppose to mean Twi?” Twilight rolled her eyes, she scooted towards me and nudged my shoulder with her hoof she smiled and said,

　　“Our pony friends Fluttershy and Rainbow Dash have finally gotten together I figure.” My breathe seized, if those two could get together, then what of us? “Sounds like good news for my dear other friends.” Rarity. Her gleaming white fur coat dazzled under any light majestically, I’m not much for words and romance but if I could just romance Rarity into liking me...Then all bets would be off at that point. I was a strong farm pony, I worked as much as I could, towing the earth like any other earth pony tended to do, but not all, as Pinkie would be an example. Rarity was high class, she loved gems, pretty outfits and expensive and comfortable furniture, she was meant from bigger and better things she could get in Canterlot and not Ponyville, the question was, why hadn’t she left?

　　Could her friendship with all of us be stopping her? Or a little hopeful thought peaked into my brain, maybe a country cowfoke like myself has attracted the little miss fasanistia to venture no where but Ponyville. “Applejack I swear if I have to convince you to find your own happiness I’m gonna scream.” I smirked, if little Fluttershy could get the big bad RD under control then why should a strong working dom pony be able to make a prissy fashion submit for her?

　　“Then ya’ll be right happier than an apple after Nightmare Night when ya’ll hear what’s ah gots for Lady Rarity planned.” Chuckling deviously I told Twilight of my plans and even had her start spouting off a few of her own, trying to calm the nervous and excited palpatations in my chest regin I thought of what would go right and not what could go wrong with tonight’s adventure.

Rarity’s POV

　　Humming to a tune stuck in my head I finished stiching the last of my latest creative movement, a royal blue gown embedded with dimionds and a long sky blue trail that had glitter in the fabric itself, making this for a particular princess of the night I made sure it was feminine yet capable of misuse or even a little side actions. Speaking of side action that distrubed the sleeping enimy in the pit of my stomach, not only was I in the beggings of heat but it was one of those all consumming ones where the littlest thing would set me off, so I tended to lock myself into my workshop and hide my horny self until it pasted.

　　There was also a particular pony I made sure to stay away from at times like this, Applejack. She was so cute. Musclar and strong she made my already crazed body go haywire, I groaned loudly and asked Opal sarcastically why I did this sort of thing to myself, acting as cats do she looked on with an almost disinterested expression on her face, got up to swish her tail at me and prounce of with a slight humph.

　　Cats. They we of no help at all. The pony of my dreams and of my fantasies was unknowingly to me making her way over to make my hell even worse, or at least my inner hell because with a brisk knock I stood up shakily from my stool and called out,

　　“Just a moment darling!” Wiping my hoofs off on myself I opened the door and made my way through my Boutique to the front door, another insisant knock came and I hurried on, concerned it was something of great importance, so with that thought in my mind I gave no head to yanking open the front door without looking, only to be met with Applejack’s mile wide grin. “A-Applejack? What are you doing here?” And why oh dear was she smiling at me with such warmth and affection right now? She cleared her throat and produced her worn stetson hat, its outer edges were frayed and her top part had a small pierced hole in the leather fabric, she cleared her throat again and badly lied,

　　“Ah was workin’ on the farm this morn’ and took a fumble down through the thorny brush and ripped my hat, would ya’ll mind fixing it for me?” Currious as to why Applejack felt the need to find a problem and use it as an excuse to come see me I didn’t understand, but I did understand some significates to that relazation, Applejack doesn’t fall, so she ripped her hat up herself, her favorite hat just to see me, did she infact like me?

　　Feeling my lower belly flutter in thought of that, I pushed it down delicately, maybe Applejack needed an excuse so she could talk about something that was troubling her and not because she secretly has a wild crush on someone she would see as whats the phase?... Oh yes hoity toity and uppity. Indeed I could be that way, I did like the finer things but if giving up a life of luxury meant Applejack could be mine for the rest of our lives I would do it in a heart beat.

　　A quick paced and meaningful heartbeat I got whenever she was around, her orange fur that made her three apples stand out like they were real, I wanted to lick and nibble them just to see if there was any apple like flavoring at all to them, or maybe even Applejack herself tasted like apples, that thought gave way to a watery mouth and aching lower belly. Why did I do this to myself?! Shaking my head Applejack still stood before me, a blush creeping on her checks, maybe she knew I knew she was lying but in any case she tore my thoughts apart by saying,

　　“If ya’ll too busy to help me its fine sugar cube, I can get Granny to mend it for me, ah don’t wanna bother ya’ll from something more important.” And I said the dumbest thing ever considering the circumstance.

　　“Why Applejack! Helping my pony friends is always the most important thing on my list to do, I am the harmony of generosity and I do give darling, why don’t you get your half assed harmony self in here and tell Rarity why you busted your hat up on purpose.” The look of complete surprise flickered in her emerald eyes, she blushed harder and stepped past me into my home and shop, quivering and afraid of what I had just done to myself I turned around to Applejack to question her when she shocked both of us. Slidding up to me, she slowly shut the front door and pressed me to it, locking it she grinned looking at me with her trademark honest Applejack eyes.

　　“Ya’ll know Rarity that ah aint no good at the whole speech thing, but ah do know that when ah am passionate about something ah can get some of the words right, so ya’ll interested in hearing what ah gotta say?” My throat closed up, nervously hoping she was about to tell me she wanted me I pulled my glasses down my muzzle about to throw them off my face with my magic when Applejack’s hoof touched my horn and stroked it, distracting me enough that my spell disappeared from my mind and my working glasses rested on the end of my muzzle. “Ah like when ya’ll have your creative glasses on, gives mah the impression that you have all sorts of ideas just continuously racing through your incredible mind.” She caressed my ear with what she said next, “It really turns me on whenever ah watch you work, the soft and sure knowledge of where and when to put things together, something bout that drives a work pony crazy.” I shivered, her lips trailed down my neck and I shuttered moaning out in an unladylike fashion, I had to be dreaming but it just felt to real and to Applejack to be something I created in my mind. “Rarity. Do you understand what ah am saying to ya’ll?” I nodded jerkily and muttered out loud breathlessly,

　　“You get turned on when I’m working?” Her nose scrunched up in mock annoyance, she rolled her gorgeous green eyes back and stated,

　　“See why ah can’t be romantic? Ah can’t get any of the words out right-” I placed my hoof over her mouth and looked deep into her eyes, I smiled and said,

　　“I see Applejack, your trying to be romantic, well why don’t you continue what you are saying to me, and then I will judge whether your being romantic or just plan horny talking.” AJ’s sure and confident appeal about her faded a little bit, she nuzzled where my neck and ear met and shakily asked,

　　“Am ah being to forehoofed? Ah don’t want-cha to get the wrong impression Rarity, if ah was just horny talking ah would have just fucked ya’ll right here and left you a panting mess of pony, no words would have been spoken. Ya’ll know ah am more bout action that words but for you Rarity ah would write a speech and say it in front of Ponyville if that meant ya’ll would take me seriously.” My heart ached in sympathy, I understood the feeling of the other not taking me seriously, I brushed the tear that had unknowingly to AJ slipped fear from her eyelashes, she looked down at it and with no embarrassment said, “Like ah said Rarity, ah do better actions than words, but if its words you want its words ya’ll will get, ah want you to know ah care bout you more than a pony friend and ah was thinking since how nobody else cares bout Flutters and Dash that they wouldn't care about us, if you wanted to be with mah that is. You know together.”

　　Oh AJ. My sweet country pony...Wait? Fluttershy and Rainbow? Shaking my head at the interesting turn of events I looked on at AJ, she had lost all confidents and she had stopped touching me, her eyes were wet and hurt, I didn’t understand, what did I miss?

　　“AJ! What’s wrong?” I went to touch her wets eyes and she backed away, biting her lip she said,

　　“If ya’ll wasn’t interested in mah why did you let mah talk on like that?” AJ? I want you more than I want to be a big shot fashion designer, of course I’m interested in you! I slowly walked over to her, she quivered and I ached, seeing the hurt and bare version of AJ made me sad and glad at the same time to see it, she cares about me deeply and that gave me the confidences to say what I did next,

　　“AJ, do you really think that if I wasn’t interested in you that I would let you confession your feelings to me so-might I put it this way-an awkward and amazingly cute way, if anything I care about you as a friend Applejack and I would go out of my way not to hurt you as best as I could, as for that being said you silly earth pony I’ve had feelings for you since we met, your always in my head and you just wont leave me alone! The mental version or the real version always doing something to drive me into my own personal hell, do you know how many times I had to make an excuse to run away from you so I didn’t...Do very naughty things to you? You want proof AJ? Well here’s some proof!”

　　With that said I lunged for the unsuspecting farm pony, wrapped my hoofs around her neck and tugged her down to the floor before I rolled on top of her and kissed her soundly. Dripping wetness seeped from my marehood onto AJ’s belly but neither of us cared as our tongues dueled with one another's, her orange hoof ran down my back and up into my mane, she groaned under my lips,

　　“Ya’ll mane drives all the stallions and me insane with its perfectness and sexiness, it makes mah want to be rough with my little pony fashionista.” I groaned in extasy, she was being so dominate and so coltlike never worrying about wheather her sex bothered me in the bedroom or not, I got the proof for myself right here, she could be a colt in the bedroom and a mare outside of it, proving to me she was mine and was perfect for me. “Ya’ll make it impossible for any pony to get work done around here, ‘specially for mah why if ah had a dick you and ah would of been together long ago! Now, come here!”

　　With that growled statement, she picked me up and threw me onto the couch, she crawled up on me, and teasingly rubbed her wet marehood on my white furred leg and said, “Least we got nothing to worry bout staining your pretty coat Rare, its white as my cum...” Blushing profusely at the emensely dirty and provocative thing that easily slipped AJ’s lips, I nodded in agreement, surely Applejack’s and I’s um juices would be the same color as my fur, but in all honesty I have never thought of such a connection, AJ’s and I’s affairs in my head were well more sweet and romantic, touching and caressing and saying well girly and lovey things. Although this side of AJ was very sexy, I would have never admitted it to anypony but AJ’s dirty mouth was actually turning me on, a lot. Speaking of being turned on and being turned on more AJ’s hoof trailed down my stomach to the thatch of where my legs met my marehood, I bit my lip and held it in like a lady should, but AJ was having none of that. She went down and bit my inner thigh while barely scraping over my clit, I shuttered and gasped loudly, my eyes were drawn to her, watching her delicately and roughly love me over at the same time, her eyes were dark forest green and flickering with a dangerous lusty glint.

　　“Applejack, I’m not too sure how to feel about that look darling...” I gulped nervously, not so afraid of her hurting me, just of what she was going to do to me and how amazingly mind blowing it was going to be, yet I was scared of it. Truth of the matter I’m not naive about sex I know actually a lot of book knowledge on sex, and I’ve given just about every Prince Blueblood and Fancy Pants a blow job or two so they would leave my body alone. At first I thought that’s what I wanted I wanted them to take me and make me theirs, but then I didn’t want it at all I didn’t want them to hurt me and I wasn’t even sure if they liked me, let alone loved me. So even in the many attempts to have sex I’ve never actually had sex before, other than the stallions salty and grotesquely juices in my mouth, which each time was a mistake right after another. Was I worried Applejack would be a mistake? She wouldn’t hurt me, not in any way, right? I didn’t want to be hurt, this was real life after all and not one of my passionate romance novels that I devuldge in when not creating a new design.

　　“Rarity?” AJ slid up my body slowly, her eyes soft again and light emerald green, she touched my cheek with her hoof only to wipe my tears and pull it back wet with them, she leaned closer and kissed my wet white furred cheeks, she nuzzle our noses together and whispered out, “If ya’ll don’t want to do this let me know, or if ah am being too rough, ah kind of like it rough in the bedroom you know sugar cube, dominating and what not. Did ah hurt you?” She asked the last part worriedly, she locked eyes with mine and frowned. “Are ya’ll gonna say anything attall?” I swallowed the lump in my throat and tried to formulate the things I was feeling into words that wouldn’t give the earth pony trouble in her heart, I bit my lip and relized I was gonna have to be selfish to give her the honest truth, I was pulled into two different ways.

　　“I don’t want to trouble you with my demons AJ.”

　　Somehow finding even ground in the two represented harmonies I was just faced with, the answer didn’t give AJ any satisfaction, she glared at me darkly and slipped down to my core and dived into me without a warning. I screamed out loud and thrashed, nervously wrecked by what she was doing but also comforted by it as well, like she knew it really had nothing to do with her, AJ suddenly stuck her tongue down into my hole and wiggled it upwards rubbing against the walls of my marehood, lifting her hoof she stroked my horn a few times, slowly and effectively. I started to shriek, I was just on the edge of my orgasm about to tip over when the earth pony Applejack pulled herself away from me, and stared down at me, both of us unsatisfied by her actions. I put on my best pout face and whimpered out,

　　“Why did you stop AJ?” She laid down on me and put on her best control face on, she touched my check and whispered out,

　　“Because my naughty Rarity thinks that she can hid things from me, expecting me to be okay with it because it shouldn’t trouble me, since their not my business and all.” Her accent gone, she stared deep into my soul, she seemed to hypomotize me, she growled out, “I want to know what goes on deeper in that confounded prissy mind of yours! I don’t just want pretty perfect Rarity I was messy and disorganized Rarity, I want the Rarity behind all the make up and fantastic fashionable outfits and silly hats!”

　　Who in the world would want that Rarity? I caught AJ’s eyes and realized with my heart aching slightly that AJ wanted to know me behind all my glamour because she wanted to love me, really truly love me and how do you fall in love? Get to know one another’s faults, quirks, and masks and accept them for who they are, and I wanted AJ’s love more than all the make up, glamor, luxury and fashion titles in the world.

　　“I was crying early because I was remembering all my failed attempts to have sex and what mistakes they were, I didn’t want to tell you because I didn’t, don’t think it has anything to do with you but yet the worry that its going to be the same old same old failed attempts freaks me out.” Applejack raised her eyebrow, she dipped into my ear to nibble at it, sending shivers and electrical currents of excitement down my back before mentioning,

　　“Ah had you right on the brink of a massive orgasm and just let you drop right there with no satisfaction, do ya’ll know how many times ah could do that to you, just to make a point buttercup?” Her accent slipping through her rough and dominate mask, she quirked her lips and confidently said, “All night if ah gotta.” I sniffed at what she said to me, in a weirdly romantic and sexual way she calmed my worries, I pressed my muzzle into the side of her neck, smelling ripe apples and fresh cut grass I groaned.

　　“AJ. You smell devine! I’ve always wanted to tell you that, for being a hard working farm pony you just smell good all over, it makes me want to...” I trailed off and bit down on the mare’s neck, she cried out, her colt-like demitor lost to the nibble I gave her, she whimpered and stuttered out,

　　“A-ah see your point Rare.” She touched my should and kissed my lips softly, a gently and coaching connection she said, “Now, let’s move up into the bath, I have an idea as to what I want to do to you.” Mask firmly back in place and accent gone I pouted,

　　“AJ you can be as controlling and in charge as you want but you can keep your accent, I actually want it’s sexy and sort of turns me on...” AJ kissed the tip of my horn teasingly and said,

　　“Now buttercup saying things like that gets a mare friend’s mind racing, should ah turn ya’ll on my way or compromise for the better...You do know ah like to win, but its a might easier to talk in a more relaxed manner that trying to speak in mah Manehatten accent.”

She stood up and pulled my noddle like body up and tugged me upstairs into the shower to have her way with me, my dear sweet Applejack.