Moondancer

After memorising the routes that they would need to take, they split the tasks between them. Twilight gathered supplies, while Moondancer worked on the complex wax seal.

Twilight’s job was done first, and she decided to wander off for some recreational research. Moondancer was too enthralled in her task to notice. She was surprised to find herself enjoying the crafting aspect of it all, and was whistling happily to herself when Twilight came back to read her finds.

She didn’t even notice when Twilight finished her extra studies and started carefully grind up some more ink. A lot more ink.

Eventually Moondancer pushed back her chair with a satisfied sigh, and called Twilight over to inspect her work.

“Looks good, Moondancer. You’re really good at that.”

“Thanks. It was fun. I know I like to rag on my Dad, but crafting this kind of thing can be really satisfying. Beats waiting tables by a long shot…”

“Waiting tables?”

“Uh, nevermind. So, what, um, now?”

Twilight grinned.

“Well, we very stealthily take everything we need to our secondary observation area so we can move once Entice has left the dungeons. We then come back here and I get to thank you properly for saving me. Fair warning: you’ll want to go before we start. Entice clearly only feeds on orgasmic release, so I’m going to take my time to coax you to a really good one. Oh, it’s going to be so fun!”

“You’re not going to tell me what you have planned for me, are you?”

“Nope. I think your uncertainty will make it better. Well, better for me, anyway.”

Entice had shadows patrolling the castle grounds, but none were guarding the secret passage from the library to the second floor of the castle that Twilight had found on the plans. The wards that Moondancer had placed would keep the shadows out of the second floor of the fourth wing of the domestic legal section (C-F) where they had made their camp, so Entice would need to search there personally.

Finding a good hiding spot on the second floor landing of the castle proper was easy, as the shadows never looked up, and none patrolled that floor. Twilight almost felt like a child again, peering through the banisters at the shadows walking in circles in the throne room below. She had mapped out the routes that Entice could take from her lair in the dungeons over to the library, and they now had a good vantage point of the confluence of those routes.

Satisfied, Twilight turned to Moondancer,pressed her to the wall, and kissed her full on the lips. It was a long kiss, and Moondancer was happy to relax in Twilight’s arms. Eventually Twilight pulled away, and sensuously ran her hands up Moondancer’s sides to shuck her jacket off her back.

“Here?” asked Moondancer with confusion.

“Mmm, just your clothes. It’ll take too long for you to redress back at the library, so we’ll have to leave them here.”

“Okay, but I’m keeping my boots on.”

“Sorry. Not an option. I’ve got a plan and it involves your whole body, including your feet. We can go searching through the rooms for a pair of sandals if you like, it’s not as if we’re working to a tight deadline.”

“Nah, it’s okay thanks. The floors aren’t that cold.”

“Good. I wasn’t looking forward to waiting.”

Twilight kissed her again, and slid the jacket off Moondancer’s shoulders. The t-shirt was next, pulled over Moondancer’s head with her help. Twilight nuzzled Moondancer’s neck, trying to ignore the earrings dangling in her face, and kissed her breasts. Moondancer made approving noises.

Twilight had already removed Moondancer’s bra once today, she was a lot more assured this time. She casually tossed it onto the growing pile of clothes behind her.

Twilight kissed Moondancer again, savouring her taste, before kneeling in front of her. Her spell-caster’s dextrous fingers had no trouble with the button on Moondancer’s jeans, but she took her time teasing them down Moondancer’s toned legs, at which point she realised that she had forgotten about Moondancer’s boots.

Moondancer laughed softly at her while she hastily undid the boot laces and eased the boots off Moondancer’s feet one at a time. Twilight removed the socks and jeans at the same time, leaving Moondancer standing in her scandalously red panties. This time Twilight didn’t blush with embarrassment when pulling them down with her teeth.

“Mmmm,” said Moondancer, before Twilight cut her off with another kiss.

“So,” said Twilight once they pulled apart, “It’s time for my Prototype Entice Signalling System to get to the library. Run along, my pretty prototype.”

Twilight stepped away, letting Moondancer step away from the wall. Moondancer favoured her with an amused glare, and turned to the secret passage that would take her to the library. Twilight grin turned evil, and she spanked Moondancer’s rear as it passed.

“Ah!”

“Run faster, prototype! Ha ha!”

“I’ll get you, Twilight. See if I don’t.”

“Nuh-uh, I’m going to get you, remember?”

“Why did I agree to this?”

“Because you love it?”

“Dammit!”

Twilight chased Moondancer through the corridor, and then guided her to the long reading desk that they had been working at. The desk was clear except for the inkstone full of freshly ground ink, a bottle of water and a quill. There was an open book on an adjacent desk, turned to a page showing many complex patterns.

Before Moondancer could get distracted by the book, Twilight lay a sleeping bag down on the worktop, with a rolled up towel for a cushion. She offered Moondancer a hand to help her mount the desk.

Moondancer looked at the hand, shook her head, and smirked. She kissed Twilight on the forehead, and then swung one leg onto the table. Leaning forward, she smoothly ran her hands down her leg until she could clasp her foot like a ballet dancer. Twilight barely stopped herself from drooling. Moondancer straightened, leaned back onto her elbows, and lifted her other leg onto the desk.

“Good girl,” said Twilight, “Now just lie there, hands by your sides, and Twilight Sensai will take care of you.”

Twilight picked up the quill and carefully dipped it in the ink.

“Are you going to tell me what the pen is for–”

Twilight gently brushed Moondancer’s hair from her forehead and drew a small symbol there, between her eyes.

“Um, Twily?” said Moondancer.

“Yes, Moony?” said Twilight

“Why can’t I move my arms and legs?”

“Silly Moony. You can still move your arms, it’s just a teensy-bit harder with a paralysis rune, that’s all.”

Moondancer found that with effort she could indeed raise her arm off the sleeping bag.

“Um–”

“If you don’t like it, or feel worried, say ‘Red’, and I’ll dump this bottle of water on you. The ink’s water soluble, it’ll will wash right off.”

“Oh. Okay. Wow, I’m feeling really helpless here. I must admit that I’m surprised, I thought you didn’t like it when I’m subbing.”

“I thought I didn’t like it as well, but Princess Luna’s bed showed me that I do like being on top when someone is unable to resist the pleasure I give them. You aren’t doing what I want because you’re humouring me; you’re doing it because you have no choice.”

“I like this new you. She’s kinda hot, actually…”

“Mmmm. So can I continue?”

“Sure, get up here and put that tongue to good use.”

Twilight laughed.

“You don’t think I’d grind this much ink just for one little rune, do you? Moony, I’m not going to touch you with anything other than this quill. I’m going to write ‘thank you’ on your body in a way that you’ll really feel. Then, when I’m satisfied that you can’t take any more, I’ll let you cum.”

“You seem pretty sure of your control over that,” said Moondancer, smirking.

“Well, I think that’s my cue to do the next symbol.”

Twilight dipped her pen again and glided it down Moondancer’s body and drew a simple squigle just above her mons pubis.

“There, a reversed ‘raido’ rune. Hence ‘blocked flow’. According to the book, that should stop you coming before I bypass it with a true raido.”

“Wow,” said Moondancer, baiting Twilight, “and I thought Prof Grooves made runes sound boring. Do I need to be awake for this?”

“Let’s see how long you feel that way after I do this–”

Moondancer gasped when Twilight drew a new symbol on her belly with three quick strokes.

“Wunjo, bliss.”

“Woooh, it’s all warm and happy and… wow… Aww. Didn’t last very long.”

“Glad you like it. Don’t worry, I’m going to draw a lot of them on you.”

Twilight drew another rune, letting Moondancer ride the brief high before drawing another, and again and again. Occasionally consulting three separate books for guidance, Twilight started writing on her friend in earnest, practicing long, flowing script for each character. Not all the runes were wunjo, some tickled, some created a great pool of warmth, or sent a tingle down Moondancer’s spine. Moondancer was giggling and laughing at the experience.

Twilight drew one wunjo directly on Moondancer’s nipple, causing her to tense and gasp. The high from that one seemed to last a little longer than the previous ones, as did the effect of it’s twin that Twilight drew on Moondancer’s other nipple.

She then ran a trail of runes down from the breast, across her belly, towards her hips. The trail of runes diverted down one of Moondancer’s legs before it reached her pussy.

“Tease!” said Moondancer between giggles.

“I did warn you,” sait Twilight, without an iota of remorse.

Twilight kept drawing on Moondancer’s body, laying down a trail of short-lived joy from her belly down to her feet. The paralysis rune was essential, as Moondancer was twitching even with it. When Twilight reached Moondancer’s feet, she paused a moment.

“Twilight!” squealed Moondancer, “My feet are really sensitive.”

“Good,” purred Twilight, drawing a very large symbol on the sole of Moondancer’s foot.

“Nnnnng,” said Moondancer, her head arching back a little.

Happy with the result, Twilight continued her trail of joy back up Moondancer’s leg. She made a mistake on one rune and a spark flew off.

“Ow!” said Moondancer.

“Sorry.”

Twilight was getting too excited. She washed off the bad rune, took a deep breath and carried on.

She took a little extra time drawing the runes, much to Moondancer’s frustration, as she could feel the trail slowly working its way up the inside of her leg, towards her pussy. Moondancer was pretty sure that a joy rune on her womanhood would feel incredible.

Twilight grinned. She worked around Moondancer’s vaginal lips– “Come on come on come on come on” said Moondancer– and then drew joy on Moondancer’s clitoris.

“Yesssssssssss!” It was good, but Moondancer didn’t come.

It took a while for the joy to fade, but Twilight kept the trail up, running down Moondancer’s other legs.

“Twilight, *ha* this is fun an– *ha* and all. But I don’t *ha* think I’m going to come from this, if that rune *oooh* that wasn’t enough.”

Twilight smiled down at Moondancer, “Oh, Moondancer, this isn’t the main event. This is just the warm up. You’ll know when we get serious.”

“Hooo,” said Moondancer, “Well, I’m not complaining at the moment. Take your– *eeeeeeee*”

Twilight had just reached Moondancer’s other foot.

Having grown more confident and familiar with her runes, Twilight ran the trail up Moondancer’s leg, no longer giving her time to recover from each rune before placing the next, and then brought the trail back to Moondancer’s breasts.

“Mmmmmm? Done?” asked Moondancer, breathing hard and looking still a little blissed-out.

“Nope. That was the big one, but I want a few more. Then I’ll let you find out what I have in mind.”

She wrote an ancient Dionysian drinking song above Moondancer’s sternum, in an alphabet laden with runes of joy, adrenaline, and fire, each letter sending tingles down her spine and adding to the glorious ball of heat that was growing in her belly.

Twilight drew another trail, crossing Moondancer’s heart, along her arms and with a symbol on the palm of each hand that made her purr with delight.

“There. I think that that will do it. Now I’m going to modify some of the thaumic guidance matrix lines from from warding circles to set up some cyclical stimulation of these runes.”

Moondancer made a show of yawning, “Don’t worry, Twilight. This is all nice and boring, but the stars are out, and they’re beautiful tonight.”

Twilight glanced up through the gaping hole in the ceiling that Moondancer was looking through, and had to agree that she’d never seen the night sky so beautiful. She made a mental note to take a better look later, once her other concerns were dealt with.

Twilight drew a lesson of ecstasy on the canvas of Moondancer’s body, until her entire body was covered with runes and power lines and sweat. Moondancer’s breathing was fast, and beyond an occasional yip or squeak, she was unable to say anything intelligible, adrift on a sea of bliss.

She drew a crude thaumic guide loop that started at Moondancer’s left foot and traced a long, swirling, path across the loop of runes she had drawn between Moondancer’s feet and breasts. Another line, tracing the path of the boozy drinking song on Moondancer’s sternum, start to finish and looping back again. Twilight did the same for the third loop, and then stood back to admire her work.

“Right, I think we’re finally ready. Thank you for not falling asleep.”

“Mmmmm.”

“I know. According to my books, Succubi can sense the small ripples of magic that are shed when people engage in sexual activity. The guidance loop will stop the ripples from going outwards until I’m ready. Instead that ripple will flow along the loops, activating the runes as it passes.”

“Uhhhh?”

“Yup, the activated runes will generate new ripples for the loop. And so on. Positive feedback, with each loop being more powerful than the one before. It should be quite intense. I just need to place one last rune, to start it all off.”

“Oh.”

Twilight drew a simple rune on Moondancer’s solar plexus, leaving off only the small dot that was required to complete it. She over-filled her quill with ink and hovered the quill directly over the rune, where Moondancer could see the drop of ink form on the tip, swell, and then suddenly fall. It landed with a tiny splash just where it was needed.

The completed rune activated, triggering a spine-tingling thrill that sparked a ripple of magic along the guide-lines that Twilight had lovingly drawn all over Moondancer’s body. A bead of magic flowed along the lines in both directions. The runes gently flared and subsided as it passed.

“Mmmm,” said Moondancer.

The magic flowed across Moondancer’s body, activating the runes that elicited gasps, and sighs, and moans, as it went. Twilight had to restrain herself from clapping with excitement. The larger runes on the Moondancer’s hands, feet, nipples, and pussy all triggered stronger reactions from Moondancer, and a correspondingly larger increase in the size of the pulse of magic.

As intended, the ripples didn’t stop after a single loop, and kept on going for another lap. It would keep going indefinitely, feeding off the joy that pervaded Moondancer. This second loop was stronger than the first.

“Fffuuck!” said Moondancer when the beads of energy going in both directions passed the rune over her clitoris at the same time.

The third loop felt like a blazing trail of burning, fiery pleasure. Moondancer couldn’t come, blocked by the reverse raido rune, and her arousal just kept getting stronger.

There was no room in Moondancer for any rational thought when the fourth loop rocketed along its path, until the two opposite pulses met at the clitoral rune.

Twilight’s timing was a little off. She had drawn three loops on Moondancer, and had planned to finally allow her to climax when each loop was at its apex, but it wasn’t to be. She had to settle with waiting for the major loop to reach its peak before finishing the true raido rune and allowing Moondancer to come.

The ripple of sex magic coming from Moondancer shimmered in the air as it spread. The vibrator in her pack activated immediately. Twilight had a heart-stopping moment when she thought that it would be enough to trigger the wand as well, but thankfully it wasn’t quite enough. She heaved a sigh of relief before turning to her comatose friend.

Moondancer came to at the splash of water on her face, washing off the last of the runes. She was still breathing fast. She tried to speak.

“...”

“Are you okay?” asked Twilight, “Sorry about that. I got a little carried away.”

Moondancer blinked and tried again.

“...”

“Anyway, I’m pretty sure that Entice will have noticed that one. Her shadows will be here soon. We need to get moving.”

Moondancer was still staring vacantly at the ceiling, but finally managed to whisper.

“... ‘A little carried away’?”

“Yeah, sorry. Can you walk?”

“I’m amazed I can breathe. I didn’t even think it was possible to come that hard. Hold on.”

Moondancer dizzily tried to sit up. Twilight helped her down from the desk, and gave her a shoulder to lean on when they headed to the secret passage. By the time they reached it Moondancer was back, and firm on her feet. They closed closed the door to the secret passage behind them, careful to not leave tracks. They were soon back at the gallery that overlooked the throne room, and Moondancer slowly washed and dressed herself again.

Twilight watched the shadows rushing to the library from the safety of the balcony. She recognised some of them as the patrolling guards in the dungeons. When the wards stopped them from entering the library, Entice would have to turn up herself…

“I want a copy of that book,” said Moondancer.

“Books,” said Twilight absently, “and let’s see: there’s a copy of ‘Advanced Sex Magic’ in the restricted section in the Royal Canterlot Library, in the sex magic wing; I know you already have a copy of ‘The Runic Compendium’; you should be able to find the–”

“Twily?”

“Yes?”

“When we’re done here, write it down on a list.”

“Okay.”

Moondancer was almost fully dressed now, and was putting on her boots.

“Oh, and remind me to grab a copy of the books that are restricted in the Princess’ Library from this one, before we leave.”

“Moondancer! We can’t just steal books like that!”

Moondancer just laughed.

“I’m serious– Wait, *shhh*”

They watched Entice stride across the throne room floor, a giant black silhouette, wings partially outstretched. The moment she was out of sight, Twilight locked eyes with Moondancer and nodded. Moondancer silently got to her feet and donned her backpack.

They walked to one of the paintings on the wall. It portrayed an elderly stalwart lady with a florid face. Moondancer boosted Twilight so that she could poke the lady’s large painted nose, which opened the trapdoor under their feet, dropping them into the castle dungeons.