Deluxe II

Agate closed the door behind them, but let the beautician admire the place for a little while... the floor especially. Though some fear were still seen in Aloe's eyes, it was not hard at all to guess the reason.

"Don't worry, the floor is perfectly stable." Agate chuckled, clopping her right hoof on the wood. She knew well it was about the 'curse' on her home, she had to endure a storm of questions about it this morning already. Aloe was also quite surprised that the smith knew exactly what she was thinking about, but Agate's words reinforced the belief in her mind.

She made her way towards the middle of the room with her friend, being extra cautious regardless. She took a second looking at the play of beige and brown just a little longer.

"So, what do you want to try first?" Agate questioned, almost bursting out in excitement "I've got a bunch massages, hot bath, a sauna."

Aloe couldn't really grasp that completely. The massages and the bath she understood but a sauna? Maybe it was best if she doesn't know, though, for some reason it sounded rather dangerous. The therapies interested her much more.

"How about a massage first." Aloe suggested, despite her answer sounded like a question. She just didn't want to be a bother to Miss Agate, since this should be going the other way around. It was usually her who gave the client the massage, and this role reversal was just too strange to her. On the other hand, she wanted to see her friend happy, after all she went through to do this.

Agate chuckled, and signed the earth pony to follow her into her bedroom. A gorgeous room with lavender walls, illuminated by candles welcomed them. Aloe was beyond words. So beautiful, relaxing, sensual. Agate's bed has been pampered out, set like it was brand new and hinted with a couple rose petals. Cliché they were but effective still.

Aloe was more interested by the products on the shelf just right to it, though. With a curious expression she strolled over to it to take a better look. One of it was a jar that had a simple strawberry label on its side, probably for jam. Yet what was inside was anything but strawberry. It was some kind of light green, salt-like material, filling in the glass completely.

"What, is this actually?" she asked with a voice of distaste and confusion.

Agate followed her, and with a quick charge of her horn, she raised the jar, taking off its red metallic top with a popping sound. She didn't answer just smelled it a little bit, then levitated it over to her friend to make her repeat the action. She even shook the glass a tiny bit to let more the aromas brake free as the beautician took it all in.

"Lime?" she asked, bringing her head back a little bit to exhale, then back over the jar for another shot "Maybe mint?" she added. Whatever it was it smelled good, very good.

"Mhm. It's hoof soak with lime and mint. We could start from bottom to top and get you all pampered. What do you say?" Agate suggested, putting back the jar into where it belonged.

Aloe nodded and hummed in delight. Whatever Agate was planning sure was to be good and exciting. She started to get used to the feeling of being on the receiving side, and it felt good. What felt even better, though was the thought that it only began now.

"I'll go get the bucket then." Agate told her, turning around a storming out the door.

'B-bucket?' the shocked Aloe repeated. Though for a second thought, it was sort of reasonable. After all, they had not one but two pools just for that over the spa, and Agate had, well, nothing.

The things the smith have done to them... if only she knew a way to thank her and Miss Rarity all their generosity. Ever since the time Agate helped them out in the Spring Spa Weekend two weeks ago, she has been having these feelings towards them. The overwhelming gratitude transformed into something much more powerful. But she dared not to confess them to anyone. She kept living in denial, but she did not want these feelings to go away. It was just so wrong, so very wrong.

The door swung open once more, the unicorn carrying a big red bucket she laid on the ground. It was not even filled to half, but had nice, warm water in it, not hot enough to make it steam yet, just warm enough to make it comfortable. Her horn engulfed itself with her amethyst aura once more, as she picked up the jar. Then, she poured just a bit of its contents into the liquid, just the way she'd use the salt. She swirled it around with her hoof a couple times before the powder dissolved, then let the pink pony take her place.

It was so warm, and the gentle scent of lime just made it even more relaxing to the senses. All Aloe needed now was to wait.

"You know, it is probably better with just you and me, I'm not sure." Agate stated, her cheeks becoming rosy as she began scratching her left hoof with the right one. She looked away from Aloe, for she knew what she was to say might be quite awkward.

"You know, you two got a special place in my heart. I have been feeling it around Rarity too, but not as intensely as in the spa. I don't really know how to describe it. I'm just happy to have you in my life and it'd never be the same without you."

Aloe's cheeks turned red hearing that. As Agate gazed back at her, right into the eyes, this strange feeling just got even stronger. The beautiful purple and the gentle blue irises stared at one another for long seconds, unmoving. Aloe was paralyzed, she didn't know why but she simply couldn't look away. The gentle gradient, and the way the light played on them, it was too fascinating. Hypnotizing even. Agate, however, knew this feeling all too well. She has been lost in Rarity's similar azure eyes so many times, but this time, it seemed different. Different, yet at the same time, similar. Was this how it felt like... being in love?

"I- I think this will be enough." Aloe stuttered, turning away with a quick move "Is there a towel here?" she asked, looking around in search for one.

"Yeah, a moment." Agate jumped in realization, flinging up the chamber's door and hurrying down the stairs. A... chamber? Aloe was not sure what surprised her more; the fact that there was a basement here accessible from the bedroom, or that it went completely unnoticed to her during all this time. It gave off a feeling that was not right on many levels. Agate came back with the towel she promised, helping her friend drying her hooves.

"Now we give them a good massage. Poor sweeties sure got tired of all that standing and working, no?" Agate whispered in a soft, almost seductive manner towards the mare, as she escorted her to her bed. She brushed aside a few petals with her magic and helped her lay down Aloe's fragile little body.

Agate took off another, much smaller jar with a content very much like the previous one. It was a scrub with similar minty smell. She rubbed her hooves together to give them some heat and took a bit of the powder, heading to the left side of the bed.

"First, the ones in the front." she said, taking Aloe's left hoof and starting to rub the homemade product in. It was just a gentle touch first, to have the mare get used to the feeling.

The tiny, rough crystals scattered across Aloe's hoof as Agate massaged it. Her moves were gentle, to the left, then to the right, as if she'd try to calm an upset filly. It was indeed calming, and gave a beautiful sense of cooperation. Agate then changed her ways, focusing on the underhoof. She felt those beautiful, round lines and the soft inner cup against her, grinding the scrub between their limbs.

"So, how does it feel?" she asked in a low, seductive sound, just the way Aloe asked for the first time.

"Good." she replied, yet her voice was still riddled with tension. Letting go of the left hoof, Agate began massaging the right one exactly the same way.

Aloe didn't know when or where did her second best client learn this, but she could care less. She just immersed herself in the sensation given to her. It was good, so good... too good. The wonderful smell, the gentle touch, the soothing lights were all, but easing her mind. She felt something else, a strange affection to them, but her mind could not accept this. This left frustration and embarrassment, things her masseur could see on her face as clear as crystal.

"Just relax, close your eyes and let me take care of the rest." Agate calmed her, petting her hooves as she gazed deep into Aloe's eyes. The amethyst was heartwarming, yet Aloe didn't look at them for long. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath as her partner let go of her limb.

It was time for the hind hooves now, and Agate decided its best to rub her hooves together again and put on some more of the scrub on. Aloe's legs were squeezed against each other, but not for very long.  The smith took the one on the right and pulled it up in the air gently.

Aloe could feel the air pouring into the area around her nethers, and that set her nerves on fire even more. Her inhales became bigger and heavier. She was actually aroused now, that was no question, question was how long she can hide it anymore.

The smith began making gentle strokes with her hooves along her friend's. One was massaging the inner side while the other was taking care of the top. She did it so easily, so gently, and the passion in her eyes and her smile was ever so intense. Aloe could not help it, her nose couldn't supply her brain with enough oxygen, and she was in desperate need for it. She started breathing through her mouth, her eyes closed still. Every fiber in her mind focused on holding back her feelings but she knew it is a lost cause. The insatiable itch between her legs just grew stronger and stronger, carving to be touched.

Agate kept massaging that one hoof with all her passion, yet with every stroke on her thighs her hoof traveled just a little bit lower, enough to be noticed. Her expression was not loving and affectionate anymore, it was devilish and sadist, despite she didn't even move a muscle. It was as if she knew the torture the earth pony went through and pushed her off the edge stroke by stroke. A strange, oddly luring scent hooked her nose from beneath the peppermint, one she knew well for she could recall it from last time. The smith couldn't have been more satisfied, that beautiful smell was the proof how well she worked.

She let go of Aloe's right hoof and began massaging the last one. Before that, though, she decided to lower the finished one to the side to give her the chance to take a look at something. She peeked at it from the corner of her eyes while walking from one side of the bed to the other.

Ah, yes, Aloe's sweet spot. It winked with life, breathing in and out, emitting a bewildering smell. The little light the candles made dancing on its slightly wet surface as it did so. Even just looking at it turned the unicorn on completely. Her mouth began salivating like mad, she was longing for a taste. It was a miracle she could hold herself. She had one hoof left, but even then she couldn't just jump into it.

Aloe's exhales started to summon sounds now, tiny, barely audible little moans. She shut it, she mustn't let Agate know, it was just too embarrassing. The succubus knew it all, however, and she loved every moment of it. She caressed that one last hoof with all her love, giving it a good rub from all sides. The scent was driving her insane, she couldn't resist much longer.

"You smell so nice, Aloe." she moaned. The beautician's eyes shot open from shock, her cover was blown. Agate knew it all now. She had to deny it some way or another. Agate took the deepest of breaths, letting it fill her nose and lungs. Oh, she was lusting for partner so much, she decided to tease herself just a bit more with her tail. Though held up high by nature when aroused, Agate still had just enough control over it to let some of it brush her nethers. She swept it to the left, then to the right. Just a light a touch of a feather all it was but it sent the unicorn to heaven and back each time her tail passed by.

She couldn't help but bite her lower lips in pleasure. Agate could take it no more, she wanted her more than she wanted to breath. The masseur let go of the mare's legs, taking the towel and cleaning them each, not leaving one bit behind. She needed not to look, her magic did the whole thing for her so she can keep the eye contact with Aloe. Her expressions were completely different by now. Aloe looked embarrassed beyond red, slightly frightened even, yet Agate's gaze was intimidating and lustful.

She hopped on the bed, climbing it like a panther, going for its prey. Agate felt like a completely different pony in bed. She was nice but had trouble holding herself which always ended up in her being quite pushy. The unicorn made it up to her muzzle, but unlike Aloe expected, it wasn't a forced kiss.

"I love you so much, Aloe." she moaned her confession almost effortlessly. She made it look so easy, as if she wouldn't even mean it, Aloe was envious. The ball was in her court now, but the words just didn't want to come, only letters of it. Her body was shivering of fear, she couldn't admit it no matter how safe it was for her.

"I... too. I-I... love, you too." she stuttered, finally able to get it off her heart. At last. The gigantic boulder on her heart broke to pieces, allowing the pink pony to take a great breath of the minty air.

"Celestia, I can't take it anymore." Agate confessed, kissing Aloe's neck. The beautician moaned ever so gently as the unicorn started to drag her lips down her chest, then her belly. Agate was so slow and sensual, her kiss took what seemed like forever. Agate was so close, just a little lower, just a little further. Her lips hooked into Aloe's tiny teats, to which she responded with the smallest of gasps. Aloe couldn't wait, she pressed her right hoof against the back of the smith's head as she'd try to push her to her place already.

At last Agate made it there, the soft and slippery clitoris, all wet and wonderful. Her lips wrapped around it as she started playing with it. Her tongue, her breath and her salvia was so warm. The sensation, like a shockwave sped through Aloe's body, escaping in a moan louder than any of the ones before. The itch of her vagina just grew tenfold as bigger, and so did Agate's. The smith spread her legs gently, just enough to let a free hoof in as she laid it on her lips, massaging them up and down the softest way she could. Ah, what a delight.

It was time to break in at last. Agate licked the slits of Aloe a couple times, then proceeded to force her lips on them. The earth pony's moans turned into smaller screams as the unicorn's tongue began smearing the salvia across her inner walls. The smith couldn't help but sound her pleasure as she worked on her nethers even more intensely. The sensation of the tip of her hoof penetrating her vulva just a bit was magnificent. Feeling those sweet juices flowing down her hoof in the tiniest of streams was just the cherry on the top. It was like a little game for her, just guessing how long does it take for her fluids to let go of her limb in a form of a drop. With it each falling drop, it took less and less.

Aloe started to become loud, and she noticed that as well. She bit on her free hoof to muffle herself in case somepony would hear it outside. Only then came the realization that the curtains were still apart. A thrill went down her spine, they were exposed completely to the night, anypony coming by the backyard could peek in and watch. Yet this thought just excited her even further. She opened her eyes to take a look outside, but aside the beautiful moon and the stars, nopony was watching them. She smashed her a slightly messed up mane back to pillow with a huge cry, as another chill shook her bones. Agate started waggling her tongue up and down, slapping the top of her insides as some sort of punishment. She couldn't take it anymore. She was so close, so very close, and Agate knew that as well.

She knew, because Aloe's sweet pre-cum was teasing her tongue. She wanted more, all of it. She took out her muzzle from Aloe's crotch in need of some air. She took a few inhales and exhales before going back in, but those two seconds were simply amazing. She felt the fresh and cool air against the wet end of her muzzle. While still masturbating with her right hoof, she used her left one to get her mane out of the way. Then putting the limb aside on the bed, she continued.

Aloe wanted to bite her hoof even harder, but that hurt her enough already. She gave in, her teeth let go of her limb as a huge "Yes!" left her mouth, continued with several "Oh"-s and "Ah"-s. She moaned like a real whore, waggling her head left and right, as the now empty hoof grabbed the bedsheets and hold onto it like her life would depend on it. Yes. Yes! She was coming. She was so coming!

Agate's tongue was flooded with juices, as she felt Aloe's insides twitching madly against her mouth. She took as much of it as her mouth could handle, swallowing everything right away. The beautician screamed atop her lungs until she ran out of breath, then she went silent. Soon as only her gigantic in- and exhales were heard, Agate let loose of her. She stood back on her fours, leaving the work on her nethers for later. Aloe's body was twitching as whole, sometimes her chest, sometimes her hind hooves, sometimes her tail. She just lied there, staring at the candle holder lifelessly as she tried to catch her breath. A little stream of her fluids still made a way outside, flowing down in a stream and making a tiny stain on the textile below.

"This was wonderful." Agate noted after wiping the liquids off her mouth. Aloe couldn't talk yet, she just still signaled back with a small hum that she agreed. Agate crawled back on the bed and laid down by her lover. The bed was not wide, but they had more than enough space for two embrace one another, and that was what the smith did. Her hooves wrapped themselves around Aloe's body as she snuggled up to her, to which the beautician responded by turning her head towards her as well.

"I love you so much." Agate noted with a deep exhale afterwards. The pink one turned her entire body to her in reaction. She hugged her from below, around the barrel, while Agate hold her from the top, around the neck and the back of her head. Their eyes met once again, glimmering from the candlelight. Those little, barely even notable yet still enchanting glimmers sucked them in like black holes. It was beautiful beyond words. Her lips moved closer and closer with each passing second, making them feel their warm breath even more until they locked themselves into one.

Their tongues danced in the hall of their mouths, slowly, gently, passionately than ever. Agate couldn't help but moan once more as their lips closed off for just a blink of an eye before reuniting once again. She brushed her hoof against Aloe's mane, smoothing most of the nest into its original position. Their lips parted ways inchmeal, letting them just live to the moment of holding each other thigh. A hum of relief and joy was heard coming from the earth pony's lips. It felt like time stopped as they laid in each other's embrace. The fading mint, the smooth fabric, the light of the candles, and the feeling of loving and being loved, the feeling of being compete... It was otherworldly.

"Let me massage your back now." Agate whispered. Aloe hummed in approval once more, as she laid there. Her body felt so exhausted, or so relaxed, she couldn't tell. Still, she sure needed a few minutes of rest. She turned around to lay on her belly to make herself more comfortable.

Adorable and gentle giggles broke her silence as the unicorn began shuffling the contents of the shelf. She was looking for something.

"Remember this?" she whispered, levitating a little jar towards the line of sight of her beloved.

"Hm?" Aloe replied, but upon closer inspection, she knew it well "Oh yes, the edible body scrub." she stated. Agate chuckled some more before putting it back.

"Aha, we won't make the same mistake twice, though." she laughed. She could still recall the last time she attempted to eat the honey flavored powder off Aloe's sweating body. It didn't work out very well. She instead, she took a nice, homemade oil she created.

"You aren't allergic to anything, right?" she asked. It was better safe than sorry, the last thing she wanted was to trigger a cataclysm inside Aloe's body by accident.

"No, I'm not." sounded the response "Why? What is it?"

"A nice mix of olive and avocado oil, I made it myself." Agate told her as she poured a bit of the mixture on her hooves. Rubbing them together, she warmed to lotion up real good, just as how it was written in the magazine.

"Olive and avoca-? But Miss Agate, those are two carrier oils." Aloe replied in surprise. Carrier oils were to 'carry' tiny doses of so called essential oils to make them most effective. As such, what the smith did was, if not pointless, but definitely not how it should've been. She didn't mind it enough to quit just because of that, naturally, for the important part was the massage itself. Still, this was quite an unprofessional move from the smith.

"Yeah I know, but the essential ones were so pricey, and so tiny." complained Agate, leaning over Aloe, who was all ready for the service. She didn't get it, and Aloe resented with the thought in a rather different manner. Agate was unprofessional, true, but she shouldn't expect her to be perfect. Instead, she disregarded it a silly mistake with a giggle.

A gentle, warm touch laid down on her, as the smith began putting up the lotion on her client's back. With soft moves, Agate evened out the warm liquid all over her back. Even rubbing it along Aloe's soft coat was pleasurable, and that wonderful yet subtle scent of avocado just made it all better.

Agate tried to reproduce the same moves Aloe did to her weeks ago, with the number one principle still lingering in her thoughts. Arouse and not bruise, that was the point, and Agate was very much aroused at that point. All she needed to do is getting back Aloe to the game.

Gentle, yet notable movements passed up and down on the beautician's back. The slippery, warm oil made it even easier and overall better. Aloe loved it. That was the first time she got a massage from somepony that was not her sister, but an actual lover. She knew it was more than mere practice, she could feel the love and the affection with each gentle stroke. It was strange and she simply couldn't get enough of it.

"How am I doing?" Agate's seductive whispers asked her once more. She changed her motions to circles in the meanwhile, a thing she also learned from Aloe.

"Good." the other one moaned "Just a bit higher." she requested in a soft whisper, making Agate lean a bit further forward to make her circles over there. The sensation triggered a long exhale of a 'Yes' coming from the beautician's throat. That first moan just launched Agate's libido to space. She knew she was doing right, and that she's going to bring the little Aloe there, but she couldn't wait. She couldn't.

Aloe began moaning once again, her eyes closed and a smile full of satisfaction planted on her face. The way Agate rubbed her back from behind was a bit like a stallion making out with her. She could feel their skin on their rump making contact with each move. Just a little a bit further, a little bit stronger.

"Just a little bit higher." she moaned once again, forcing Agate to lean even further forward, reaching up almost to her neck now. Their backside now slammed at one another with three times the force as the smith massaged her. But Aloe didn't enjoy the massage anymore, she enjoyed her marefriend banging her.

She moaned so loud again, and Agate also enjoyed it. She sunk her teeth into her lower lip to try controlling herself, but all her efforts were in vain. In fact, she even took it a step further, and deliberately began moving her hips as if she'd be a stallion thrusting inside her mare. She dragged her hooves back little by little, then placed them on the two sides of Aloe's rump for that extra force. The itch down there was a real torture for her. She had her toys and even a strap-on stashed under the bed, just the way she secretly kept it under Rarity's bed for the time she was residing there. Her mind couldn't stop thinking about them, advising her to take them out and have some big time fun. But not here, not now, not with Aloe. This had to be sensual and relaxing.

Aloe let her fantasies run wild in the meanwhile. As her eyes were closed, this wasn't especially difficult. She imagined Agate as a handsome, strong stallion, mounting her. He was so wild, thrusting his length deep inside her as she kept moaning. That big, hard, wet stallionhood rutting her, forcing her lips apart with each thrust. Oh, what'd Lotus think if she saw her in this earthly, carnal state she was in. It'd be so embarrassing. She felt Agate rubbing her skin against her clitoris for longer and longer as time passed, holding and grinding them at each other. She was being filled up by the imaginary semen of her partner and the mere fantasies about it made her inner, lustful beast rage.

Slowly but surely, Agate started to calm down. She let go of Aloe, then fell on her rump on the other side of the bed. This was a bit too much fun for them, alright. Agate backed off from the furniture step by step, letting Aloe get down from it as well. Though they might have been a bit carried away by this, they couldn't mind it any less, for it was just so enjoyable and fun.

"So, what's the next thing you want to try?" Agate asked, trying to hold back her arousal.

"You mentioned a bath?" Aloe asked back. She was deseperate for something that could cool her off, she didn't want to embarrass herself in front of Agate by being so turned on. Yet, at the same time, she knew well it was her lover's scent that was bewildering her.

"Yeah, come, it's down this way." signed the smith with her hoof as she opened up the chamber to lead the way down to the bathroom. Aloe followed her as close as she could without tripping her friend. Her eyes and mind were constantly shifting between the step of the stairs and Agate's nethers that shown up from time to time. The unicorn held her tail so high, inviting others by nature and it was just too distracting. The deeper they dwelled though, the creepier it became. Aloe just hoped Agate's basement isn't full of leather, chains, whips and the like. Yet even then, the thought of being completely dominated somehow just served as oil on the fire.

Luckily for her that was not the case though, as red curtains, even more candles, vases full of flowers, and a petal-filled hot pool welcomed her. The pool wasn't too deep, a pony could engulf around half her body in it. The pure romantic aura of the place just outright melted her heart. Agate descended first into the warm water, followed by her more cautious Aloe. Yes... so warm. They couldn't help but exhale pure relief by the sensation.

That didn't satisfy their urgent needs, though, not by a little.

"Here, let me wash that stuff off your back." Agate offered, crawling a bit closer to her friend. Aloe nodded in approval as the smith rid her of the remains of the oil, with smooth strokes up and down.

However the next move came unexpected for her as Agate wrapped her hooves around her waist with a sudden yet gentle grab. One of it in particular was especially close to her nether flower, just waiting for the orders. Agate gave her lover a peck on the ear before whispering those sweet words.

"Mind if I do?" she asked.

Aloe's response was anything but expectable, in fact it wasn't even a clear answer. It was a wonderful yet short smooch on the lips, along with a muffled moan. Aloe could withhold no longer, she was outright carving for it, both of them were.

Agate didn't even hesitate anymore. A small splash was heard as the smith's right hoof charged at the vulva. No gentle teasing, no playing around, she worked on it without bounds this time.

Aloe howled up the instant, but she spread her legs and raised them out of the water to help her partner gain even more access. She turned her head towards Agate and kissed her like lightning, forcing her loud moans down her throat. The smith leaned back on the concrete and spread her hind limbs as well to make herself more cozy, dragging the beautician along. Aloe took the chance without hesitation. With her closest hoof, she captivated Agate's marehood as well, returning the pleasurable favor she was given.

Their tongues raving, the hooves working even crazier and their hearts going completely on overdrive, the two moaned without stopping. The sound of water being splashed around was the only thing in the background but even that didn't bother them. Every noise that wasn't part of the sexual trance faded completely into their erotic laments.

The unicorn broke the contact between their lips, and attacked the neck the next moment, leaving Aloe's moaning break free and echo all around the room. She licked it like a vampire two-three times before locking a part of it down with her lips, letting her tongue go crazy inside.

"Agate, I-I can't hold it anymore." Aloe cried. She was outright screaming as loud as she could skywards, taking gasp every half second to scream again. She thrust her hips gently up and down, pressing it even further against the limb that stimulated her nethers.

"No! Please, just a little longer." Agate begged between two moans. She was so close, Heaven was just inches away, she didn't want it to be taken away, not again.

"I just can't. Aah!" Aloe replied. She reached the summit at last, the point of no return. Her body twitched in a whole as she let every bit of air burst out from her throat. Her right hind leg kicking into the air from time to time, the hoof she masturbated Agate with stiffening and barely even moving anymore. She felt her muscles becoming rock solid for a few seconds, before loosening again. She melted with arousal into the pool as she started to huff once more. She needed a second to rest. One second. That was all she needed now. She knew she couldn't left her beloved behind and that Agate was on the verge of orgasm as well.

"Quick, sit up there!" she demanded after a quick breath. Agate went into it without any thinking, jumping out from the pool. She sat down by the edge, knocking over two candles that lost their lights the moment they hit the ground. She spread her legs fast as she could, as if she'd knew what Aloe was up to.

The beautician didn't waste a moment, she rushed to the wet vulva and penetrated it with her tongue. Agate flinched back, laying down on the floor completely. Her body stiffened in a whole as she felt the wet and warm salvia being spread all over her insides, slowly pouring into the deeper parts of her nethers. Her eyes rolled back as she reached her climax. This was what she's been waiting for all night. She saw 'it', she saw the Garden of Eden and its gate opening just for her, all she needed was one step.

Agate wished she could've screamed as loudly as Aloe did. Yet only tiny whimpers left her throat as her body turned to stone, before her nethers shot her fluids with the force of a cannon.

This took Aloe so much by surprise, she actually let a slight gasp free. Luckily for her, her instincts could close her eyes to shield them. A line of sticky marecum landed on her face, spanning from her mane down to her right cheek vertically. She turned away in reaction but before she could get away, another shot spread across her left cheek, way up high to her left ear. Wiping the juices off she could finally open her eyes again.

Agate was still attempting to stimulate her clitoris with her right hoof, getting every bit of her juices out of herself. Her muscles were so strong, they threw the salvos of cum beyond the other end of the pool from time to time. But with each passing squirts she shot less and less far until she ran near empty.

Her body loosened up again as she could take in some air once more. Of course, 'some' being great inhales followed by soft but audible moans. Her mind was so empty, her head so airy, she let the beautiful, almost unreal sensation of the climax in with all her body and soul. Hardly anything ever felt this good.

The concrete was cold, she was sweating all around, and her senses started to fall back to reality. She raised her right hoof, still dripping wet from all her juices, her sweet, tasty juices. She stuck out her tongue and began licking it off the tip of her hoof, accompanied by the moans of relief.

In the meanwhile, Aloe also stood up and climbed out from the pool, her body a whole lot weaker than before. Only now did she notice how used and tired her body was by now. It was a miracle she could even stand.

This couldn't be stated about the unicorn though, for she felt as if she couldn't be able to stand up, or even more a muscle by herself. Luckily for her, there was somepony to help. Aloe reached out her hooves to help Agate sit back up, but dizziness took over the smith the instant she did so. The empty head from before was filling back up again, and it was like strapping a bowling ball atop her horn. She let it rest against one of her hooves for a few seconds before standing up on her own, still a bit dizzy, but nothing serious.

"Thank you, sweetheart." Agate told her marefriend. Aloe's cheeks turned all red by that last word. Nopony ever called her as such in her entire life before.

"Oh mare, I'm so tired." she added, releasing a huge yawn from her mouth she didn't even try to hold back in any way. Now that the act was done, she could blow away the candles and turn up the real lights. Aloe helped her out with that, while one of them put off the candles on one side, the other one took care of the other side.

"Well, I don't think I could go again today. Just throw myself into the bed rather." Agate explained with a little chuckle. With as much care as she could she took the stairs with the beautician before shutting all lights with a quick burst of her horn.

Closing the door of the chamber, first thing she looked at was the clock above the door.

"Half to twelve, my Celestia." she sighed, suffering towards her bed like a drunkard. Then with an effortless jump with her belly, she sent all the rose petals that remained there flying. She crawled up a few more inches to her pillow, letting her heavy head fall down on top of it. Aloe couldn't help but giggle, yet those little giggles somehow transformed into yawns as well. She was also worn out by now, but it absolutely worth it. All of it.

"Want to sleep over? I don't think it is best to go home like that." Agate asked. This got Aloe thinking, she had a point. Yet, on the other hoof, Lotus might have be worried where she was if she stayed for that long. She had to find out something.

"I should really get back home, Miss Agate, my sister must be worried by now." she explained, but right afterwards another huge gape found its way out from there. Great, the worst timing possible. Then, an idea sparked in her mind.

"I could stay for a couple more minutes to get a bit of rest, though." she added.

Agate raised up the blanket as a sign of invitation, a thing Aloe accepted without questions as she crawled in next to her lover. Due to the size of the furniture, they had to lie very close next to one another. It was something they could not mind any less as they were to embrace one another regardless. Still, Agate felt the need of confessing what was on her mind at that moment.

"I should have bought a bigger bed so we could sleep with each other more comfortably. You, and me, we could even invite Lotus like last time... and Rarity too." she explained, recalling the memories of their last lustful night. It was in her mind as if it'd have happened yesterday.

"Y-Yes... like last time." Aloe repeated, her voice taking an unexpected, melancholic tone. Her eyes looking away didn't help either.

"Is something wrong?" the smith asked.

Aloe sighed. There was no point not telling her, after all she trust her lover, and she hoped Agate might find a solution.

"It's just... It's just my sister is full of regret because of what happened last time. She was taking care of her virginity for so long, she has a hard time coping with her loss." she explained, sadness reflecing from her azure rings.

"Eh?" flinched back Agate, raising one of her eyebrows in confusion "Lotus didn't lose her virginity, she didn't even use anything other than her hooves."

Aloe's eyes opened wide as the other one continued.

"She just gave Rarity and I nice cunnilingus if I recall. That is not losing one's virginity."

"It... isn't?" Aloe asked back. She was sure when somepony has sex for the first time, it counts as losing their virginity. Might have she been wrong about that all along?

Agate shook her head. "That thin something inside her should be still intact, in case if you were referring to that."

She was right. It was all true. Agate hit it right on the spot just the way she hoped it would happen. A flood of joy and relief washed over her now that she knew that nothing is lost.

"If I learned something, it is that it's the best to sit down and talk it out instead of keeping it to you." Agate explained. Aloe kept nodding, it sure was for the better. She knew what to do now, first thing she planned for tomorrow was to have a talk with her sister about the matter again.

"I'll pick up Rares tomorrow if I can and we can discuss it here all together." the smith recommended, making Aloe nod a couple more times with a more hums.

"Thank you." she replied, resting her head against the mustard coat of her beloved mare. Agate's heart melted away at the sight, Aloe was so innocent and fragile as she laid there. Words could not describe how glad and lucky she felt herself to meet a pony like that. A pony who was sweet, sensitive, understanding, romantic...

...and already fast asleep.

'Oh well.' Agate though as she rolled her eyes. She counted in the possibility of this but she didn't expect it to happen this soon. She was quite glad about it, though, for she didn't need to use the pillow as a substitute now. The situation was like a wish becoming reality, all she needed was to just let herself drift away into the realm of dreams.

As such, she closed her eyes and tightened the grip around her sweetheart to join her.