Author's Note

[Non-Explicit] [f/F]
Characters: [Sunset Shimmer] [Celestia]
By Ragabash

Strawberry by Ragabash

Do you know what they say about strawberries? Princess Celestia surely did. Boy, did she ever. Of course, someone as knowledgeable as her would know that, but she also put it into practice. On me. What might shock many is that she did it when I was just a foal.

We were pretty close. I don't know if she was so close with her former students. At least, I know that she wasn't with her next one. But for me, when she wasn't teaching me, she was nearly something like a second mom. Not that I appreciated it. I thought myself to be a strong and independent foal, who didn't need to have her parents around all the time. But defining the exact nature of our relationship was hard. While learning, we were teacher and student. In private we were like mother and daughter. And sometimes, we were more than that...

It began just two years after she took me in as her student, yet I felt very adult. Being the protege of the ruler of Equestria could do that to you. Well, in hindsight I have to admit that I also tended to elevate myself over others, even if it wasn't as bad as it would become later. Maybe I wouldn't have become like that, if we didn't grow apart. Maybe I would have turned out to be even more screwed up. I can't really tell.

One day, when we were enjoying each other's company in her bedroom, Princess Celestia let a bowl of strawberries bring in. She claimed that they reminded her of me because they were so sweet. Heh, she sure is sweet herself. A sweet talker, that is. Even back then, I didn't believe her. If anything, they probably reminded her of my mane, with their red peel and yellow seeds. But in hindsight, it's beats being compared to bacon.

Seriously, that was one of the first things that really pissed me off about this world: Way too many wannabe-comedians asking me why I have edible dead pigs on my head.

Anyway, I was pretty curious. Believe it or not, I never ate strawberries before. I wanted to dig right in, but the princess held me back. Instead, she picked one of them with her bare hoof and fed me with it. I didn't understand why she didn't use her magic, but by now it's obvious that she wanted us to touch each other. Indeed, when she put the fruit into my mouth, she briefly brushed my lips. I didn't kiss her hoof or anything, but thinking back on it, I have to admit that it there was something sensual about it.

The princess fed me several more that way, maybe ten or so. Then, she changed things up a little. She put a strawberry between her lips, the smaller end poking out of her mouth and got closer to me. I had no idea what that was about, even though she stopped right in front of my face. Not sure if it was childish innocence or whether I was just dense, but I think I stared for half a minute until I understood what she wanted me to do. Princess Celestia sure was patient. But when I got it, I immediately snatched it with my mouth. I thought she was just being playful, so I didn't hesitate. Even when our lips touched.

When it was gone, she did the same thing again. Or so it seemed. After the strawberry was between her lips, she actually opened her mouth and let it fall backwards, right onto her tongue. I could see that very well, because she didn't close her mouth. Even when she got closer to me.

That's when I thought that something was strange. I get being playful, I actually liked that side on her, but wasn't that a bit too much? Still, even though I hesitated now, I still moved forward, pressing my lips against hers and pushing my tongue into her mouth, while the fruit lay there like cheese on a mousetrap. And a trap it was indeed, as she immediately began to move her own tongue around, wrestling with mine as if we were fighting for the strawberry. Which was exactly what I thought was happening and I felt quite triumphant when I fished it out of her mouth.

We repeated it several time afterward. I think she went along with my idea of a game, since I lost most of the time. But it didn't matter because it just felt good to kiss her like that and play with her tongue. The act alone was reward enough. So, I didn't object when she took things further.

Well, that's quite some intimate things I'm telling here, but I think there should be a limit. There is no need to be over-detailed. Basically, we went over to doing it with other pairs of lips, hers and mine. You could say, we eat each other out in a literal way. Until we didn't use strawberries anymore.

You get the gist of it: She enticed me to having sex with her. And that wasn't the only time. We didn't do it like bunnies, but once, sometimes twice, in every month, there was a bowl of strawberries in her chamber.

That went on for a few years. But when I grew older and learned more about the things we were doing, I realized that it was wrong. And I told her. I told her that we have to stop. That we can't have sex anymore and that she we should have never started in the first place.

She didn't let it on, but I think it hurt her. It hurt me too. I thought it was wrong, but it didn't feel like it. I still enjoyed it and wanted to continue like that, eating strawberries and sleeping with her. But as much as I didn't want to stop, I thought it was the right decision. I still do.

Afterward, we grew distant. The evenings together in her bedroom stopped. It's mostly because of her, as she never invited me again and blocked all of my attempts to get closer.

I'm not sure why. Maybe she felt guilty. Maybe she thought she hurt me. I never told her that I actually liked it, after I told her to stop, so she might have jumped to conclusions. Maybe she didn't want to to be tempted to something again.

Or maybe, she reassessed her approach to her relationship with her students. That would explain why she was relatively distant to you, Twilight.

And with that, Sunset Shimmer fell silent. That was not a good thing, because it gave Twilight time to think about she just heard. Things she never would be able to unhear as much as she wanted to.

She regretted asking her to talk with each other alone. She regretted bringing strawberries as snack. And she regretted not heeding her warning, when she said that the story, the fruits reminded her of, would be intimate and shocking. But there was nothing she could do about it now.

Meanwhile, the other girl ate one strawberry after another. How could she do that so calmly, with these associations she had?

“You know, they are very tasty. Even without any bodily fluids on them.”

And how could she joke about it like that?

“...That's horrible. How could she do something like that?” Twilight finally said.

“I don't think she meant any harm. Actually, it's not like she did any harm. As I said, I enjoyed it and I can't say that I regret any minute. Really, if we could do it again, I would do it immediately. Now that I'm an adult, there wouldn't be anything wrong with it.”

Strangely enough, Twilight felt better at hearing that. But not by much. Her view of the princess was shaken quite badly.

“You know, I think you should talk with her about it. Listen to her side of the story and discuss it.”

“You... think so?” Twilight didn't exactly like the thought of talking about such things with the princess.

“Sure. It's the only way to deal with it. Besides, I don't think you'll be able to avoid it. You know how Princess Celestia is, she'll notice that something's wrong.”

She was right. Twilight could never hide anything from her. And there would always be a shadow over her, as long as she'd keep it silent.

After another round of silence, Sunset said: “You are not the only one who has things to discuss with her. At some point, I want to go back and reconcile with her. She might not have hard feelings about the things I did, but that doesn't mean that everything is forgiven and forgotten.”

With a smirk she added: “You know, I like to think that, when everything is said and done and we all have sorted out our issues, that maybe, just maybe, we all three could eat strawberries together.”