Everypony watched happily as the newly engaged Princess of the Sun and newly-crowned Prince of Shadow took wing and soared together into the sun. but then Twilight felt a nudge and looked to see Midnight, “Can we speak in private?”
Twilight smiled and put her arm around Midnight’s shoulders.
*FLASH*
Midnight wasn’t used to being a passenger in teleportation, so for a moment he was discombobulated… until he saw where they had arrived. It was an impressive library but also had the appearance of an apartment. The floor-to-ceiling bookshelves were crammed with books, tomes, and scrolls on virtually any magical subject, as well as subjects relating to those subjects, a large hourglass dominated the middle of the room near the windows, there was a desk covered with research papers and empty beakers, cruets, and potion bottles.
“What’s this place?” Midnight asked.
“This is… where I lived,” Twilight replied as she took in the familiarity, nostalgia slowing her as she browsed the many tomes of knowledge she’d poured over for so many years in her obsessive need to be the best student she could be that it stunted her social life.
“Before I first visited Ponyville.”
“Heh, I can certainly picture you living here,” Midnight chuckled. The library had Twilight written all over it.
“But… it’s not quite so… warm and nice as the library back in Ponyville. It’s more… lonely.”
“I guess you could call it that,” Twilight agreed. “This tower was my home for quite a while after I moved out of my parents’ house. The rare occasions I wasn’t in here, I was just outside still with my snoot in a book, and often it was because the Princess or Spike wouldn’t take no for an answer when they wanted me to get some fresh air and sunshine.”
“That… doesn’t exactly sound happy,” Midnight commented.
For a moment, Twilight considered Midnight’s comment and nodded, “…You’re right. All the years I spent here, I was always worried about an assignment or test, even when I had all the time I needed to study for something, I spent hours into the night for some cramming, and the only times I felt anything akin to happiness were seeing the results of my hard work! I took pride in my diligence, but… thinking back, I don’t think I actually was happy.”
Midnight frowned at that statement, and mentally kicked himself in the plot for never having asked Twilight more about her past.
“Princess Celestia sending me to oversee the preparations for the Summer Sun Celebration was possibly the best thing she’s ever done for me,” Twilight stated.
“Because of all the friends you made?” Midnight gathered.
Twilight turned to look at him, with a warm smile.
“Well yeah… but… because I met you!”
Midnight felt himself blush and quickly changed the subject, “Why don’t you… show me some of your old studies? Maybe we can come up with something in my workshop!”
So shared she did, Twilight happily showing Midnight research paper after research paper, explaining varying applications for different spells, some Midnight had never heard of and piqued an interest in learning them, as well as discussing how to use them for his experiments.
They debated over the possible resulting energies by fusing heat and cold mana, discussed the applications of the Sphere of Influence Spell, considered the potentials for crystal batteries to power items without needing to imbue the object itself with magical energy, but soon the zeal of the conversation began to cease, partly because a few times it veered towards Midnight’s harrowing experiences.
As the silence began to settle in, the two unicorns looked away from each other, the both of them unsure of what else to say. Twilight shifted in her sofa, Midnight doing the same on the other end, when finally…
“I’m sorry.”
Twilight looked at Midnight, who looked crestfallen, “What for?”
“Everything,” Midnight’s ears drooped from the shame that prevented him from finding the nerve to look his dear teacher and friend in the eye.
“I was afraid, Twilight… I was afraid of that evil, how it haunted me, threatened all my friends and family, but what hurt most of all…”
He couldn’t help the tears. “…what hurt most of all was that I made you cry!”
“Oh Midnight…” Twilight reached over, putting her hoof to Midnight’s cheek and gently turning him to look her in the face, and she saw a stallion in true need of a friend.
No… he needs something more.
“I can’t imagine what you went through, how alone and afraid you must’ve felt.”
“I was going out of my mind,” Midnight closed his eyes as he pressed Twilight’s hoof to his cheek, finding it comforting.
“And when Terror was merged back into me, it was a nightmare. The Whisperer perverted all the happiest memories I’d made with you, twisted them into ugly lies, and I was so close to giving up… but then I realized something.”
What was it?” Twilight and Midnight moved closer together, the both of them feeling warm.
“There was something I’ve never told you,” Midnight answered, “and I would be damned if I left this life without telling you, if only once.”
“And what do you want to tell me…?” Twilight had a good idea as their lips drew closer.
“Twilight Sparkle, with all my heart and soul, I love you…” Midnight embraced her and met her lips. She did not resist, rather melting into his arms, running her aura through his mane as they felt a desire as natural as life and death, and decided to take that step together.
Midnight moved lower, softly kissing and gently nibbling Twilight at her neck, Twilight lightly gasping as he got to the more sensitive parts. She giggled as she nuzzled against the side of his head, the blue stallion purring like a kitten from his throat.
“I’m a little nervous…” she whispered with a soft blush.
“So am I,” he admitted, “so let’s just take it slow…”
He got up and gently pulled her from the sofa towards the cushioned area where Twilight liked to sit and read. With his magic, he gathered the cushions, forming them into something akin to a nest and laid in it, looking up at Twilight expectantly. Smilingm Twilight joined him, pressing against his side as she laid down with him while she magicked the curtains shut, leaving them open just a bit to allow in a small ray of light.
Midnight leaned over, nuzzling against Twilight’s mane and going up to gently nibble on her ear in such a way Twilight couldn’t help but nicker.
“Lie on your back,” Midnight whispered politely, and Twilight obliged, looking up at him as they started to get a tad more serious, and Midnight leaned down, kissing Twilight a little more deeply, much to her pleasure as she reached up and wrapped her hooves around his neck. He reached down with his free hoof, gently stroking the side of Twilight’s barrel, making her giggle as he lorded over her in such a way so gentle yet firm when Eep!
He’d lowered his head to her chest, nuzzling against it, Twilight hugged his head to herself, the both of them becoming aroused. He wiggled free and lowered himself further to her soft wisteria tummy, gently giving it soft kisses, Twilight squirming and shrieking a bit, “Midnight…”
He looked up at her with a mischievous look and then poked out his tongue, Twilight raising a brow.
“What’re you up to?”
He answered her by inserting his tongue into her navel, making her shriek at the ticklish sensation of him licking her belly button unmerciful.
“Stop, stop! Ha-ha, stop it! I’m gonna pee-hee-hee!”
He immediately ceased, making Twilight sigh in relief but she couldn’t deny just how easily the act had left her putty in Midnight’s hooves. As he lowered himself further, she instinctively used her tail to hide her sex while he quietly reveled in Twilight’s body as his eyes fell upon her teats. Smirking, he puckered his lips and softly blew on them, Twilight gasping as she realized just how much closer Midnight was getting, and how much the blowing on her teats made her shudder as Midnight gently kissed each of them in turn. He then pressed his snoot against them, taking in a deep whiff, Twilight stifling a small cry as he said, “Mmm… getting anxious, are we…?”
His eyes narrowed up at Twilight with deliberate intent, the smell of hormones already invigorating him. Finally, he reached her most intimate area, chuckling as he snooted against her tail, which firmly pressed to bar him from her sex. Midnight looked up at Twilight and quickly came up but softly kissed her, Twilight embracing him as she unknowingly put her guard down, having not realized he’d determined her most sensitive spots. Ahh!
“Midniiight…” Twilight moaned, her eyes sparkling with innocence with a gleam of desire. He kissed her again, savoring the taste of her lips and tongue as gently as a moonbeam on a warm quiet evening. Her brows furrowed as feminine desire began to overwhelm her, her horn starting to glow, as did Midnight’s, each of them resonating with the other. Neither of them noticed, as their focus was entirely on the other.
“Are you ready?” Midnight asked with a look desiring yet hesitant. “If you don’t want to…”
“No!” Twilight squirmed to turn, Midnight getting up a bit so she could turn onto her belly and lifted her tail, pulling in a cushion to hug as she raised her hips a little.
“…I’m ready.”
Midnight gulped but the urge and consent spurred him as he slowly moved up into the dominant position.
Twilight herself was nervous yet in her mind she knew she wanted this. She’d read enough books on the subject to know how basic natural was this desire that had led her and this stallion she had fallen in love with into this venture. She felt her face warm as she shyly peered over her shoulder at him, Midnight returning her gaze with his own hesitation that helped her realize he was unsure if she herself was sure, his hooves on her hips slipping back a bit. Then she felt his stallionhood just barely pressing against her petals.
“J-just… take it slow,” she encouraged him with a meek voice for even though she was spurring him on, she remembered from what she read, wasn’t the first time supposed to hurt?
“Ok… just relax,” Midnight gently draped himself onto Twilight’s back, softly wrapping himself around her like a nice warm blanket. Twilight softly swooned, feeling oddly safe in Midnight’s spooning embrace. His coat was warm, she felt the muscles he’d built up at Sweet Apple Acres, she raised her head up as he nuzzled into the back of her head, the both of them sighing happily.
Midnight took his time, wanting this to be as perfect as he could make it. His inexperience and hesitation slowed his movements but his wish to satisfy this mare to whom he’d given his heart drove him forward. He moved his head towards her ear and whispered, “I love you, Twilight, and for as long as you’ll have me I will do whatever I can to make you happy.”
Twilight smiled at him warmly as he kissed her, a growl of desire escaping his throat that made her giggle. “Midnight, of all the stallions I could give my first time to, I’m glad it’s you- OOH!!”
Twilight arched her back, her eyes widened to their very limit, her mouth opened in a silent gasp as she felt his stallionhood slip into her sex.
“H’oh! Midnight…!” she moaned with another gasp, trying not to struggle beneath him but she felt the ripping of her virginity as Midnight hilted himself, only the scent of blood slowing down his mounting of her while she whimpered and kept it together.
“Are you alright?” Midnight hunched his shoulders fearfully, hoping Twilight wasn’t upset but she shuddered and looked at him, her face a tad scrunched but blushing with desire.
“Don’t stop…!” she whispered heatedly, gasping when he hilted himself again. Twilight bit into a cushion, not wanting her whimpers to spoil this most vital moment. Midnight paused to allow her to adjust to his size, feeling her sex now lubricated by her desire, prompting him to lean down and nuzzle her, the both of them heady with love. Having finally regained her composure, she steadied herself against him, Midnight smiling as he began to move inside her.
The library of Twilight’s old tower was shadowed, with only the ray of sunlight peering through the curtains their one witness to their mutual loss of innocence. Twilight moaned as she began to find ecstasy in this most natural of acts, panting as the air thickened with heat, desire, hormones, and lustful moaning and growls. The blue stallion grunted with each thrust, the lavender mare moaning with each pull, endeavoring to withstand her stallion’s surprisingly strong fervor. Their manes loosened with every motion while magic began to slowly lighten their horns from the bases up. Midnight snorted as he began to move faster, Twilight biting her lower lip, gasping with every breath as the feral instinct to mate drove their minds!
“Twilight!” he panted as his sapphire coat began to shimmer with sweat, the library’s lack of circulating air sustaining the heat they were building between their rubbing friction of glorious erotic pleasure.
“K-keep going!” Twilight panted as she laid beneath his strong frame, loving every part of it.
“Turn over!” panted Midnight, wanting the moment to be face to face.
They both grunted as Twilight maneuvered herself onto her back while they did their best not to break apart. She looked up at him, seeing love, desire, hope, hesitation, before he leaned down, pressing against her as he gave her his all while she wrapped her legs around him. Midnight grunted as instinct took over, no more hesitation! Nature demanded he lay his seed in her fertile space! She furrowed her brows and felt her jaw go rigid as the moment began to intensify! The flopping of his sack against her plot was the promise of a future bright and happy! The future she’d read of yet never seriously dreamed of – A loving mate to father her foals and provide them a home and OHGODDDESSSSSS!!!
Midnight and Twilight’s horns both shined like beacons, their eyes flaring a blinding white while twin pulses of magic, one magenta the other turquoise, intermingling in perfect harmony, rippled out like sonar, random objects in the room turning into odds and ends. The hourglass became filled with petals instead of sand, a few stray books suddenly flapping about like they were bats and setting themselves into their proper places in the bookshelves, and a silvery substance spread like vapor throughout the room, shimmering like stars before evaporating into nothing. The sight had not escaped Midnight and he looked down at the mare to whom he had given himself as she panted in moaning satisfaction. He flopped down onto his back by her side, mirroring her manner as he whispered, “Wow…!”
“That… was indescribable,” Twilight turned over and rested her head onto Midnight’s chest, and felt him hold her warmly.
“I’ve read my fair share of books on intercourse but…”
“Doesn’t compare to the real thing, huh?” panted Midnight, sounding happy that she sounded pleased.
“You seemed to know what you were doing,” Twilight looked up at him with a raised brow, and he shook his head.
“No, that was my first time too,” he smiled, the purr of content vibrating in his chest. “I just… did what felt right.”
“Well, it seems instinct served you well,” Twilight reached up and kissed him deeply, embracing him lovingly as their kisses became a little messy but they didn’t care. When they stopped, she whispered, “Thank you… I never dreamed my first time would be so… so…”
“Perfect?” Midnight tried with a hopeful smile.
“Not perfect, I would say,” she said with a raised brow, making him frown, fearing he’d done something wrong until she booped him on the nose and said, “Just right.”
Chuckling, Midnight pulled her into a closer nuzzle, whispering, “I love you, Twilight Sparkle…”
“I love you, Midnight Blaze,” she said, sounding sleepy.
For a few blessed moments, they laid there as they began to drift away when Midnight flinched!
“…Maybe I should’ve pulled out before…”
“Oh don’t worry,” Twilight giggled, knowing what he was implying. “I used a protection spell as we got into it.”
“There’s spells for that?” Midnight gaped at her, making her laugh more and him blush.
“Yes, there are spells for safe sex,” Twilight reached up and stroked his face lovingly. “But… maybe someday…”
Midnight nodded, “When we’re ready.”
And with that settled, the content couple cuddled together until they were comfortable before allowing themselves to slip away into satisfied slumber…
Author's Note
I just felt I needed to exemplify the end of "The Midnight Dour" arc of "Blaze the Pony Tale"
