Epilogue: Afterglow

Six months later...

The papers hit the ‘done’ stack on Trixie’s desk with finality and she yawned, stretching in her chair. Across her office Pokey Pierce was removing the last bits of outgoing paperwork that would get sent to the mayor’s office, slinging them into his saddlebag and giving his boss a final wave before he headed out the door.

“Have a good one, boss,” Pokey said, then winked, “And good luck with tonight.”

Trixie, to her credit, contained the rush of heat to her face so it only colored her cheeks as she crossed her hooves and gave him a level stare, “If you make fun of me do remember it’s my hoofprint that goes on your paystubs.”

“Who says I’m making fun?” Pokey said with a faintly joking air, but his expression did turn rather quickly serious. “If you don’t mind my saying so, you’ve actually seemed pretty happy lately, and in this humble assistant’s not-so-subtle opinion it's clear to see why. So I mean it when I say good luck and hope things go well for you two tonight.”

“Speaking of which I need to get ready.” Trixie said, then paused before adding, “Thanks for helping get the work done early today. Appreciate it.”

“No problem, boss. Hope I wasn’t too much of a distraction.” he said with a wink, and Trixie tossed a nearby stabler at him, much to his laughter as he trotted out of the room.

“It only just started today! I have more self control than that, now hurry up and get out of here you silly stallion!” Trixie shouted, only somewhat irked as Pokey left the Residence, leaving her to make her preparations for meeting with Raindrops. Gah, why did he have to be so bothersome, with his stupidly nice horn and perfect hair?

She shook herself. Her heat had hit that morning, practically right on schedule. In the past she’d have shut down the whole Residence and barricaded herself like she was readying to survive a hurricane, but strangely this time her heat hadn’t hit quite as hard and she needed to get her paperwork done for the day and so she’d dealt with Pokey’s presence to get it all finished quickly. She’d largely distracted herself form Pokey by thinking of Raindrops, and it had actually done wonders.

Heat always struck her like a tone of hormone saturated bricks, but instead of all the old fears and revulsion she usually felt when these times came, she approached this heat with a bit more anticipation. Well, perhaps not eager anticipation. She was still incredibly nervous, and having her body partially hijacked by hormones was never her idea of fun... but this time it was different, because she had somepony to share the burden with. Somepony that understood her, accepted her, and most of all loved her.

For six months she and Raindrops had continued their somewhat unconventional relationship and in that time Trixie had learned a lot about herself.

First of all she’d studied up on her situation and had learned she was far from the only pony with a sexuality that was anything but sexual. At Raindrops’ insistence, and with Ditzy’s Doo’s help at the post office, Trixie had even joined a few pen pal groups of such ponies and had been able to talk about her experiences while also learning about theirs. In so doing she’d learned there were a lot of different degrees and ways folk approached their sexuality, or lack thereof, and in some ways after so many years of suffering through her own discomfort with it she felt a bit foolish for not seeking out to learn about it and talk with others sooner in her life.

Ultimately she’d learned her situation wasn’t all that unusual. There were plenty of ponies who either had no sex drive, felt actually repulsed by sex, or fell somewhere in a middle spectrum between the two. And many of them still had relationships with other ponies who were sexually active. It was just that each pair, every couple, approached their situations differently.

It all did leagues for helping Trixie be more comfortable with her own choice with Raindrops, and her plans for the next steps to take. Using the clone for the past six months she and Raindrops had enjoyed a somewhat still awkward but healthy and growing sex life. Raindrops was incredibly patient and understanding, more than willing to take things slowly and carefully, and that did wonders for Trixie’s own confidence and willingness to explore her boundaries with her loving marefriend.

So far she had only worked up the courage to try pleasing Raindrops herself, without the clone, once, and the attempt didn’t last very long, but Raindrops hadn’t so much as shown a shred of disappointment and instead had been nothing but supportive the whole way. Conversely, Trixie’s confidence in using the clone had gone up considerably and her control of the spell had been fine tuned to the point where she could get the clone to do almost anything she desired. She’d even gotten use to watching the clone out of the corner of her eye, and had been growing gradually more bold with her own technique when being with Raindrops. She found she rather liked massaging Raindrops’ back and was quite good at it, and had been learning the all important art of preening her pegasus lover’s wings.

As squicky as she still found the messier aspects of sex, she had no issue with the responses she could get out of Raindrops during the act. In fact hearing Raindrops’ various soft gasps, sharp moans, and most of all the way she’d call out Trixie’s name always left Trixie with such an immense sense of love and satisfaction she couldn’t imagine not being able to do so anymore.

And so that led to tonight; Step Two.

Trixie shuddered, licking her lips as went up to her bedroom to get dressed. Simple but stunning was her go-to choice for what to wear for nights like this. The same violet socks with the lace at the top that she wore for her first time with Raindrops went on first, and by now they held a certain special sentiment for Trixie. However over that she slipped on a sheer, high cut dress of gossamer deep blue that clung firmly across her body; just barely decent for walking about in public. Her thoughts turned to what Raindrops might be wearing tonight and her heat laden mind started to conjure images of Raindrops’ smooth, toned and athletic body dressed up in any number of form fitting outfits, each more scandalous than the last. A warm tightness beneath her tail that would have made her wince and gag in the past held a certain uneasy promise to it now.

She had no idea how she’d react to Raindrops being the one to please her. In all the six months since their first time together it had always been Trixie doing the pleasing, because it was really the only thing she’d been comfortable doing. But Raindrops wanted to try and return the favor, and in some ways Trixie understood. She enjoyed Raindrops’ reactions to her efforts to make her feel good, so it was only natural Raindrops wanted to experience doing the same for her.

Trixie just didn’t know if she could give the same reactions. For all her and Raindrops’ experiences together of late, Trixie was still technically a virgin. Some of the ponies she’d written to about their experiences with asexuality described it as not being able to feel anything during sex. Trixie had no idea if she was the same way. She’d avoided it for so long she couldn’t really guess. The only time she even felt anything down there was during her heat, which was why she’d timed this ‘Step Two’ for when that happened.

And now the time had come and she was as nervous tonight as she’d been the first night with Raindrops and the clone six months ago.

With a final check in the mirror to make sure she looked presentable, Trixie went down to the kitchen and snagged the bottle of well aged Neigh Orleans red wine and placed it in a picnic basket alongside a heart-shaped container filled with fresh baked cupcakes.

Thus prepared Trixie stepped out into the pleasantly cool evening, the sun still not quite fallen past the horizon. She trotted along Ponyville’s familiar roads, catching sight of Lyra helping Bon Bon close up shop as she passed by the confectionery.

Lyra gave Trixie an encouraging wink and Bon Bon managed a knowing smirk, waving as Trixie trotted by. Trixie for her part felt surprisingly little embarrassment knowing her friends knew exactly where she was going, what she was going to do, and who she was going to do it with. She returned the wave and continued to walk, feeling more confident with every step.

She went outside of Ponyville to a certain clearing amid the nearby woods, one that had a nice view of a remote local pond. She saw a picnic blanket already laid out there, with several nearby oil lamps lit to provide a certain sensual glow to the scene as the sun set.

Trixie set her basket down by the blanket and looked around for Raindrops, eyebrow quirked up. Where was that pegasus? She had to have been the one to put out the blanket and light the lamps. Not to mention there were roses strewn about around the picnic blanket, the kind of romantic theatrics Raindrops was getting more and more into.

A brush of gentle air and the flapping of wings signaled Trixie to look up, and her breath caught in her throat as Raindrops descended.

Raindrops was wearing a nearly see-through dress of glittering dark purple that matched the color of the sunset washed sky as she swooped down from above. The fluttering silk clung to and accentuated every lovely curve on Raindrops’ body as she landed, and Trixie felt her heart start rapping on her rib cage. She wiped her chin, removing the drool that had started to cling there. Her blood felt hot as tabasco sauce and she couldn’t keep her tail from flicking about in anticipation.

Raindrops smiled bright as the moon and came up, rubbing her neck along Trixie’s in an affectionate gesture while saying, “Hey you.”

“Hey yourself.” Trixie said, returning the neck nuzzle full force and then quickly slipping Raindrops a quick and full lipped kiss. Raindrops giggled into the kiss, reciprocating in full.

The two mares lost themselves there for a minute, but eventually Raindrops broke off the kiss and laid down on the picnic blanket, propping one hoof on her cheek and laying her other foreleg across her body. “So I see you brought some wine. Did you bring glasses?”

Trixie blinked, then smacked her forehead, “Zut alors, I knew I was forgetting something!”

“No problem, I don’t mind drinking from the bottle.” Raindrops said, removing the wine bottle and removing the cork deftly with her teeth. Trixie sat down next to Raindrops and gladly accepted the first drink, then passed the bottle back to her marefriend, who took a long drink herself.

The two enjoyed an easy and companionable moment of sharing wine, and Trixie gave Raindrops the box of cupcakes. They took their time with those two, letting the sun slip beyond the horizon and for full dusk to set in while they let the evening simmer. But soon enough Raindrops looked at Trixie with caring but also understanding eyes as she slipped close to the unicorn and wrapped her hooves lovingly around her.

“Are you sure-” Raindrops began, but Trixie stopped her with another quick kiss.

“You always ask that, amore.” Trixie laughed.

Raindrops eyes gleamed, “And for you I always will.”

Trixie nodded, and took a deep breath through her nose, drawing in the scent of Raindrops. She felt herself shaking slightly, her nerves not quite as steady as she liked, but the heat was surging through her like a warm ocean current. Looking at Raindrops’ earnest eyes, and roving over the strong contours of her figure, while feeling those powerful that ever gentle hooves around her, Trixie didn’t want to fight her heat.

Running a hoof across Raindrops’ mane, Trixie rolled onto her back and pulled Raindrops on top of her. The pegasus let out a little gasp of surprise at the move, but Trixie silenced it with another kiss. She then looked Raindrops in the eyes, hoping everything she was feeling would shine in them.

“I asked you once to let me try, even when I didn’t know if things would work out. Now that you’re the one who wants to try, I’m not going to say no just because I’m nervous. You’ve let me show you my love for six months straight, its only fair you get to return those feelings now. I don’t know how I’ll react to it, but I’m not scared of it anymore. I know however things go, we’ll still find a way to work things out, because-” she leaned up an nuzzled Raindrops, “-we’re so very, very worth it.”

Raindrops sighed and smiled, “No argument from me there. Sooo...” she lowered her head and started to shower Trixie’s neck with light kisses and flicking licks, gradually working her way lower and pulling aside Trixie’s dress, “Shall I get started?”

“Take all the time you want, but first, perhaps you’ll enjoy a little... assistance.” Trixie said with a wink, and her horn lit up with magic. Raindrops watched with a sudden, heated interest as Trixie’s magical aura started to take the shape of a clone... but not of Trixie.

The magic aura brushed along Raindrops’ body and took on a jasmine hue, and in moments another pegasus mare appeared and leaned over Trixie sensually, an exact copy of Raindrops.

“Trixie?” Raindrops asked curiously, and Trixie grinned.

“Just a little modification I developed, amore. Don’t worry, it only works because I know you so well. I don’t think I could do this with anypony else.”

“Yes, but, c’mon, two of me?” Raindrops smiled wryly, eyeing her clone, “You’ve been dreaming about this for awhile now, haven’t you?”

“Hey, fair’s fair, you got to have two of me at once. I’m just making us even.” Trixie said, reaching up to the clone and stroking her flanks appreciatively while winking at Raindrops. “Besides, you must have thought of this idea too at some point.”

“I may have.” Raindrops admitted with a face blazing multiple shades of red, then she grinned furiously and resumed her slow trail of kisses down’ Trixie’s stomach, making the unicorn shudder slightly as she worked her way ever lower. “Just remember, any time this gets too uncomfortable for you, tell me, and we stop.”

Trixie reached out to stroke Raindrops’ mane comfortingly, while the Raindrops clone settled in beside them and in response to Trixie’s emotions started to nibble on the real Raindrops’ ear. For her part, Raindrops gulped, blushing even more fiercely red, and Trixie smiled in equal parts embarrassment and mischievously playful joy.

“The same for you, amore. If this gets too weird for you, tell me, and I’ll send the clone away.”

“You’re... enjoying this aren’t you?” Raindrops said, sighing as her clone started to lick at her neck.

Trixie gulped, face flushed as she watched the clone and Raindrops with lidded eyes, “Juuuust a tad, yes.”

“Well, nopony ever said dating you was going to be exactly normal.” Raindrops said with an accepting smile, still giving her affectionate clone an askance look but clearly getting used to it's presence quickly. “But you’re right, its worth it. Now... let’s see what we can do about this heat.”

Trixie laid back as she felt her marefriend reach that part of her that for most of her life had caused her nothing but trouble and confusion.

The trouble might never go away, but she’d taken great steps in confronting her confusion, and learning that while her sexuality wasn’t ever going to be like that of other ponies, she could learn to live with it and love with it regardless. Because she’d been fortunate enough to find a pony to share her life with who loved who she was. More than that, however, they’d both learned that the most important part of sharing themselves with each other was the willingness to understand and compromise with each other needs.

Perhaps that wouldn’t work for every relationship in the world. Trixie had no idea. But it worked for her and Raindrops, and for Trixie Lulamoon the confusion and fear of sex had given way to a better understanding an acceptance of herself, and a love for the pegasus by her side that would never fade.

Author's Note

And with this we wrap up this little tale, the second Lunaverse fic I've finished, albeit by far much shorter than my other projects in the setting. I'm glad I wrote it though, as exploring this aspect of Trixie and also expanding on this ship has been fun. I hope the eventual conclusion I came to here was both interesting and respectful to the subject matter. I spent a fair amount of time on various forums for those who are asexual, learning about how different people approach the matter. The main thing I learned is that there's a pretty wide spectrum of experiences and that each person is a little different, even in how their asexuality works. Ultimately the most common conclusion I found was that each individual couple had to work out their own boundaries and compromises with each other, and that the most successful relationship were usually between people willing to just understand each other's needs and meet halfway on them. I think that's what would work best for Trixie and Raindrops as well, although Trixie does have access to some tools people in real life don't, but the general idea of compromise is still the same. I didn't want to present the notion that Trixie is fully accepting of sex or has suddenly stopped being asexual, its just that because both she and Raindrops honestly do love each other they're willing to meet each other halfway, with Trixie willing to try experimenting and exploring what she is and isn't comfortable with in terms of engaging in sexual activity, and with Raindrops being equally willing to always ensure that she only does what Trixie is comfortable with and doesn't push for more than Trixie is willing to give. In the end it works for them, but even Trixie admits that what works for her and Raindrops might not work for every couple, and that it really does come down to individuals having to find their own way.

In any case, thank you all for reading.