Moondancer

Twilight and Moondancer got up. They strolled around the edge of the copse they had rested in, to survey their surroundings with more care.

“Look at that tower in the wall,” said Twilight, pointing, “It looks like it is still in good shape. If we climb it, we should be able see just about the whole castle grounds.”

“Good idea. Lets go. Lead on.”

Twilight gave Moondancer an odd look at that, and then blushed when she realised what she meant. Moondancer still had Twilight’s shorts, and was clearly planning on enjoying the view of her bepantied behind. Twilight’s embarrassment, however, didn't stop her from trying to sway her hips in an enticing fashion as they walked. Moondancer wolf-whistled appreciatively. Twilight stumbled, and then went back to trying to cover her butt with her shirt.

Twilight reached the foot of the tower and checked the stairwell. Shaking her head, she stood back and started looking for footholds. She was mapping a route up the outside wall in her mind, and it looked doable.

Having decided on a path, she made a noose on one end of her rope. She then used her magic to lift the noose up to the tower battlements and secure it to a huge block. Carefully tugging to make sure that it was secure, she turned to Moondancer.

“The stairwell is blocked, so we’ll have to climb the wall. Leave your backpack behind with mine. We can pull them both up after we're at the top. No point putting undue strain on our arms, or the rope. It would be best if we go up one at a time, too. That way we can catch each other if we fall."

"You go first. I want to enjoy the view.”

Twilight huffed, but acquiesced. She shucked her heavy pack to the ground, and started climbing the rope, finding footholds in the rough-hewn walls as best she could, and using little magic tricks to help her boots find better purchase. In a few minutes she crested the battlements. She pulled herself over, panting for breath.

Once Twilight was clear Moondancer took a deep breath, and started climbing herself. She didn’t know the tricks that Twilight had used, but managed to struggle her way up to the top. Twilight helped her over to the other side, and then used her telekinesis to easily lift both packs up to join them.

“Thanks," said Moondancer, "You okay? Looks like you scuffed your knee..."

Twilight sighed and inspected the damage. Moondancer conscientiously cast a hygiene spell on her hands, and then on Twilight for good measure. She then started fishing around in her backpack for the White Fire balm.

"I'm starting to think that you are getting injured deliberately," Moondancer said teasingly, "you must love this stuff." She dabbed Twilight's knee with the salve, looking at Twilight's wince with concern.

"Why would I like it? It stings like crazy. Ouch. Thank you."

"Hey, I'm not judging! I like getting tied up; we all like different things..."

"That is far too much personal information, Moondancer," Twilight said looking away.

Moondancer sighed. "Sorry, just trying to get you to open up."

"I suspect you're wrong, by the way," Twilight said, looking over the ruins, "We all may privately fantasise about, *ahem*, deviant activity, but the reality is likely to be very different. You may well find being tied up to be less enjoyable than you think."

"Heh. You never did accept my party invites, did you?", Moondancer said with a grin.

"What does that mean? What do you mean? You mean you..." Twilight spluttered into incoherence.

"Mmmmm..." Moondancer's eyes lost their focus, "Have you ever played 'spin the bottle' or 'truth or dare', properly? You can learn so much. I was really nervous, the first time. I had just admitted that I fantasised about being helpless as a 'truth', then Twinkleshine dared Lyra to tie me up. We were so nervous. It felt so good."

"Too. Much. Information."

"Is the great Twilight Sparkle afraid of learning something?"

"No! I'm just not interested..."

"Really? You have a theory that most fantasies are best left in the mind. I have anecdotal evidence that it is better to explore them. Are you going to abandon your theory based on my anecdote, or are you going to be scientific and experiment?"

"Not every hypothesis needs to be tested!", Twilight shouted desperately, "I don't need to know if my fantasies would be better in reality, I'm perfectly happy for them to stay locked up in my head, where they belong."

"So you do have sexy fantasises! Tell me."

"Augh! I'm going to do what we came here for, and survey the castle. Stop teasing– distracting me." Twilight moved to the edge of the battlements. Once she had calmed down a little, she began to actually see what was in front of her.

"This castle is huge! Look at all those buildings. This must have been a settlement of great importance before it was abandoned." She pulled pen and paper out of her rucksack and started to sketch a rough map.

Her sketching was interrupted when a hand appeared either side of her on the stonework and warm body pressed closely against her back. She tried to squirm away, but her friend wasn't having it.

"Just admiring the view, Twilight, no need to get antsy," Moondancer whispered into Twilight's ear, pressing her body even closer, "You're right, this place is huge."

"Stop that," Twilight said with insufficient vigour. When Moondancer took it to be a signal to grind her hips against Twilight's bum, Twilight just tried to ignore her and focus on mapping the castle grounds. The heat that had been steadily building between her thighs only increased.

"Wow," Moondancer said, "look at the size of your barrier. I knew you were powerful as well as smart, but, just, wow!"

"Arrgghh. Give me back my shorts!"

"Come again?"

"New hypothesis. You're acting like a sex maniac because of these stupid panties. If I'm wearing shorts, you can't see my panties. If you can't see my panties, you might calm down, and see how much you're acting like a fool. Out of sight, out of mind."

Moondancer laughed, and pulled away from Twilight. "It's not really fair, is it? With me as the only one with decent leg coverings."

"No, it isn't. Give."

Moondancer stepped back, and Twilight turned to face her. Moondancer grinned.

"I'll make it fairer. But first, I have a confession. We're not going to know if you planned on seducing me until you get your memories back. But I certainly planned on seducing you."

With that, Moondancer unbuttoned her jeans and pulled them off her shapely legs, revealing frilly silk panties, as bright red as her hair.

Twilight couldn't look away, and her face took on a very similar shade. Encouraged by Twilight’s reaction, Moondancer put on a little show. Stepping back a couple of steps, she turned to face away from Twilight, and struck a pose with her legs set far apart and buttocks clenched. Twilight watched dumbstruck as Moondancer bent down, and kept bending, until she was looking at Twilight between her spread legs.

Seeing that Twilight was stunned, Moondancer straightened up, and strutted back to Twilight until she stood mere inches from her.

One of Moondancer’s hands took Twilight’s and pulled it unresistingly to caress her breast through her ‘Negative Entropy’ T-shirt. That done, her other hand pulled Twilight’s head forward into a kiss.

Twilight moved her other hand to the other breast of her own accord. Still kissing, Moondancer grasped her wrist and guided the hand down her body, across her taut dancer’s midriff, to a lower point of interest. Moondancer’s panties were soaked.

Soon Twilight’s fingers were exploring the new world that was before her, just as her tongue was exploring Moondancer’s mouth. Her lust rose and she hooked her fingers around the panties and into the hot, damp cave they covered. Moondancer urgently followed suit, dipping her finger into Twilight’s honeypot.

With the careless fumbling of ignorance, Twilight did not seem to know what to do at this point, but Moondancer clearly knew the territory. Ever the quick study, Twilight mimicked with her hand what Moondancer was doing to with hers. It certainly seemed to be working as both girls were soon lost in a world of passion.

Moondancer started making quiet yips of pleasure as Twilight’s fingers found an area of interest. Twilight had just enough presence of mind to focus her attention there. Moondancer responded by speeding up the motion of her hand, sending shocks of fiery joy up Twilight’s spine.

“Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Aaaaaah!” Twilight shouted, head thrown back and eyes closed. A ripple of magic pulsed from her body, and then quietened.

Moondancer's hand quickly moved to replace Twilight's, to bring about her own orgasm. While she was nowhere near as vocal as Twilight, her own climax seemed to be just as satisfying. The two girls leaned into each other, panting hard. Moondancer was the first to recover.

"Wow! I mean I’ve heard screamers before, but you were loud!"

"That's it? The first time I have sex, and all you can say was that I was loud?" Twilight backed up against the wall, hugging herself. There was a faint buzzing sound at the edge of her hearing. She ignored it.

"That was your first– oops,” Moondancer reached out to Twilight with a placating hand, “I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I forget that you had a sheltered upbringing. I didn’t realise, I didn’t–”

Twilight closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She was smiling when she opened them again.

“I– I should have warned you,” apologised Twilight, “but everything happened so fast. I, uh, realise that people are more casual about, um, sex, these days, but I didn’t expect–”

“No, no! I moved way too fast. Your theory about your panties might– er, that is, you do look really sexy, you know.”

Some of the tension was leaving Twilight, “Thank you, then. I suppose I was always going to worry and be neurotic about my first time, so to have it happen in a whirl like that didn’t give my fears an opportunity to mess things up,” Twilight gave a little laugh, and her smile became more natural, “and while I had lots of ideas about the most romantic setting, I have to admit that having my first sexual experience while with a beautiful redheaded rockstar on the ramparts of a ruined castle wall has a certain je ne sais quoi.”

“It certainly trumps mine in the school swimming pool changing room, I’ll give you that,” said Moondancer.

Twilight laughed.

“That only just counts as sex, by the way,” said Moondancer, “Plenty more to it than a hand job," Twilight looked doubtful, but slightly mollified, "Friends?" That seemed to be enough for her, and they hugged.

Twilight looked down at her sodden panties and sighed; unless she wanted to walk around completely naked there wasn't much she could do to clean up. She decided to add 'find a stream' to the list of objectives, and live with the mess until then. She stood up and resumed her mapping of the castle. She did it with her usual diligence, but she still had a nagging feeling that her first time should have meant more.

Moondancer had some idea of what she was thinking, but refrained from commenting. She knew what was to come.

Twilight didn’t get far into her map before she put her quill back down again.

“Okay, now that we’ve cleared the air, what is that buzzing sound? ...It’s coming from your pack, Moondancer.”

“Oh!” Moondancer rushed to her pack, and rummaged around inside. After some searching, she triumphantly pulled out a small pink plastic lump that was vibrating furiously.

“What is that?”

Moondancer hesitated before responding.

“It’s a vibrator. That ripple of magic that came when you, uh, came, must have activated it. The trigger energy tends to be really low on these things, so that elderly stalwart, or aerial come to that, ladies can use them. You know how hard a time the other tribes have with wands. Do you want to look at it?”

Twilight recoiled, as if from a proffered dead rat. Moondancer gave her a look.

“I cleaned it thoroughly before we left, Twilight. I know how you get. You know, nevermind. Maybe later.”

Moondancer knelt down to stuff the now quiescent vibrator back in her pack. Twilight found her gaze drifting to Moondancer’s legs, and her panties…

“Right. Give me my shorts back.”

“What? You still have the rest of the day–”

“Don’t care. You’re acting crazy, and you’ve already agreed that my lack of shorts may be a contributing factor. This is a strange castle, not a bedroom. You need to be focused on our surroundings, not my behind.”

“Aww, Twilight–”

“Don’t want to hear it. You’ve already declared friendship, that’s good enough for me. Shorts. Now.”

“Fine. Be like that then. Spoil my fun. See if I care.”

“Thank you,” said Twilight, before putting them in her pack, for after she had cleaned up. She turned back to the castle, quill and paper in hand.

Moondancer tried to wait patiently for Twilight to finish her map. She failed, and instead started walking the battlements, singing a pop song to herself.

Twilight hardly noticed until the map was finished, but then listened to her friend’s song. Moondancer had a strong voice, a decent enough range, and if she had a little difficulty on one of the longer sustains then Twilight didn’t notice. Twilight applauded appreciatively when the song was done, and Moondancer bowed in gracious acknowledgment.

Then they started planning on how they would get off of the tower.

Without mountaineering gear or experience, neither felt confident about absailing. Twilight had heard that a quick, controlled descent could be achieved by wrapping a loop of the rope around one boot and braking with the other, but didn't want to push her luck.

In the end, Twilight lowered the bags down with her magic, and then tied the rope around her waist. The rope was loosely wrapped around one of the merlons, with Moondancer slowly feeding slack as required. Twilight meanwhile used her magic to ease small handholds and footholds into the thick mortar between the bricks, and slowly worked her way down.

It was nerve-wracking work for both women, but Twilight eventually found her trembling feet standing on solid ground. Once she had recovered, and the adrenaline had subsided, she waved to Moondancer, who in turn untied the rope and dropped it down to Twilight’s feet.

“What are you doing?!” shouted Twilight.

“Your way is slow and boring, Twilight!” shouted back Moondancer.

Moondancer then climbed unsteadily onto the top of the battlement, found her balance, spread her arms wide as if to embrace the sky, and dived off.

"Geronuffalo!"

Twilight easily caught her, but her heart rate didn't recover until she was sure that her friend was safe.

“See? That was much quicker and more fun than your way,” said Moondancer, oblivious to Twilight’s death-glare.