Winged - Preening Group Collab

Chapters

Curiosity (Flutterpony)
An Intimate Inspection (Twidashforever)
Duty For The Princess (HarmonySplit)
Dear Diary (VitalSpark)
Just part of the job - Part one (Remedyfortheheart)
Unexpected Evening (HarmonySplit)
What Sun And Moon May Share (Twidashforever)
Not that drunk (HarmonySplit)
Answers (Flutterpony)
Assistance (Twidashforever/HarmonySplit)
Her Teacher, Her Sister (DonnEStarside)
Just Relax (HarmonySplit)
A Movie And Some Wings (SpitfiresSpitfire)

Curiosity (Flutterpony)

Author's Note

[Foalcon] [F/F]
Characters: [filly Twilight] [Cadance]
By Flutterpony

Curiosity (Flutterpony)

The young filly Twilight Sparkle sat in her playroom, staring curiously across at one of her many tea party guests. This one, unlike the other guests, blinked back.

"Bit for your thoughts?" the pink pony princess prompted as she set down her teacup, recognizing Twilight's pensive expression for what it was.

"What's it like... to have wings?" Twilight asked, setting down her own small cup held in both hooves, still unable to levitate with her tiny horn.

Cadance was used to the filly's curiosity, but the foal's intelligence and hunger to learn never failed to make her smile. She spread one wing out and looked at it thoughtfully with a hoof to her chin. "I... That's a good question." She hadn't thought much before about how she'd describe it to somepony without wings. "It's a lot like having two extra legs, but with feathers and... on your back, I guess." Her grin widened when she looked back, and the little filly's expression became one of fascination and something else she couldn't place.

"Do you have to brush the feathers like your coat?" Twilight asked.

Cadance let out a light chuckle. "Not exactly. Usually, I preen them."

Twilight Sparkle's understanding lit, or so it seemed to Cadance who suspected she must have heard the word "preen" before. Forgetting her tea party, Twilight stood and took a few candid steps toward the foalsitter's open wing, who kept it wide for her inspection. "Can you... show me how?" When the young pink mare drew back slightly without an answer and began to look slightly nervous, Twilight persisted. "Please!" her eyes sparkled up and her small voice begged.

"I, well... It's usually a private thing, like, umm... like taking a bath," Cadance blushed lightly at the white lie, a very special part of bathtime, anyway, she thought.

Little Twilight looked coyly back at the older pony. "I'll... I'll let you play with my horn again if you teach me how to do it."

Cadance's wing retracted suddenly, her heart quickened at the memory of her one-time indiscretion, and her face turned bright red. "R-remember now, that's a secret, okay?" Cadance tried to play it off as their own little private joke, laughing nervously. She still dreaded what might happen if anypony found out exactly how much she loved her boyfriend's little sister.

"I won't tell anypony, not even Shining," Twilight promised seriously, and Cadance looked slightly relieved, but the filly continued her wide-eyed plea. "Pleeease!"

Cadance sighed. "Why would you want to learn how, anyway, Twilight? You're lucky. You don't have to worry about preening any wings."

Twilight pouted down at the ground. "I'm just a regular old unicorn, I'll never know unless you show me." The filly made an admirable attempt at looking hurt.

Cadance began to suspect something. "Did Shining tell you to ask me this?"

The filly's momentary shock answered partly for her. "No! I... I mean..." Cadance's stern gaze compelled the filly not to fib. "He only told me, when I asked him if he ever touched your wings, that you don't let him, 'cause that's for if you ever get married," Twilight blushed, unable to look away from her foalsitter's wings, "but... sucking my horn was the same, and you said that was alright." Twilight looked confused and fascinated and a little worried all at once.

Cadance swallowed, tempted. She really shouldn't... not again. "Y-you... promise not to tell anypony?" Behind the alicorn princess, her wings spread of their own accord with the rapid beating of her heart.

An Intimate Inspection (Twidashforever)

Author's Note

Nopony likes military inspections, your first one is always nervewracking. This is made even worse when your marefriend/princess is overseeing it.
However, when she starts screwing with you during it? Things just reached a whole new level of suck.

by Twidashforever

An Intimate Inspection (Twidashforever)

Rainbow Dash stood tall and proud at the back of a formation full of her fellow Wonderbolts. Today was her first inspection since coming out of the Wonderbolts’ Reserve and into their full-fledged ranks. She needed to make a good impression. The Wonderbolts’ Captain, Spitfire, was personally overseeing today’s inspection.

Her uniform was dry-cleaned and pressed; her friend, Rarity, made sure the colors were pristine. Although, she did have to hover over her the entire time threatening her with a frying pan to her head if she tried to add any gems to it. After that Rarity wanted nothing more to do with Rainbow that day, so Fluttershy took her to the spa in order to make sure her mane and tail were just perfect.

Every part of her was as good as… no; better than the day she was born. She was ready for this, ready to ace her first inspection and impress her marefriend with an A plus.

That part still made her smile. Ever since the egghead, Twilight Sparkle, came to Ponyville she had always felt a certain way to her. Rainbow wrote it off at first as nothing but a minor crush, but it only grew with each passing day that she spent in Twilight’s presence.

To her eternal annoyance and gratitude, the day before Rainbow promised herself she’d ask the unicorn out, Twilight went and finished Starswirl’s spell and became an alicorn. Asking the egghead out while she was Celestia’s star pupil was one thing, asking a Princess of Equestria out was another story altogether.

She had to be cool to do that… well; she had to be about ten percent cooler than she already was to do something like that. So Rainbow waited until she was ready. While, Rainbow Danger Dash, was more than impressive in her own right, Wonderbolt Rainbow Danger Dash, was just cool enough for the task at hoof.

When Rainbow got the word that she made the active team, the first thing she did was fly up into the air and plant a kiss on Twilight. An action that - while downright radical - was a little uncool in its application.

What did surprise Rainbow was when Twilight returned said kiss. When they broke apart Twilight looked her square in the eyes, “I was wondering when you would work up the nerve to do that, Rainbow.”

The coolness factor broke the meter after that day. Twilight was her marefriend… no, Princess Twilight was her marefriend. Not that she cared all that much about titles; still, it just made everything that much more amazing.

“Open ranks, march!” Spitfire shouted. At that command the first rank took three steps forward, the second rank took two, and the third rank took one. Rainbow tensed up as the command cut through her thoughts.
“Dress right, dress!” Spitfire continued as she gave the order for them to line up.

Rainbow’s left wing shot out as her head snapped to the right. The action insured that she maintained proper distance between the ponies on each side of her.

“Ready. front!” Spitfire’s command bellowed.

Rainbow wing snapped back to her side and her eyes went directly into the back of the pony’s head in front of her. Rainbow stood proud and tall on her four hooves, she was going to ace this inspection.

“Listen up, you maggots!” Spitfire shouted. That alone was strange; there should not have been anything more to say. “Today we have a special guest; today’s inspection will be overseen by the Princess of Friendship, Princess Twilight Sparkle!”

Rainbow’s eyes went wide as out of the peripheral of her vision she saw the purple alicorn fly to the stage of the Wonderbolts’ parade ground. The newest princess simply smiled and waved at everyone as Rainbow did her best not to draw attention to herself.

“So I expect you all to impress me today!” Spitfire continued; her eyes met Rainbow’s for just a second. They all but said, ‘You more than anyone else’.

Rainbow hated being in the back of the ranks; sadly, spots were assigned by rank and time in grade. Needless to say, that put her near the end. She could only watch as Spitfire began her inspection of the first rank of Wonderbolts. The captain pointed out every single flaw she could find on each of their uniforms. At the second pegasus, she even pulled out a ruler to make sure the mare’s mane was cut to regulation length.

It wasn’t.

“You think this is a game?! You think regulations are optional?! Your flank is mine today.” Spitfire said to the mare’s face, practically spitting her venom as she did so.

Dash did her best to hold back her smile. She had no worries about any of that. Last night Twilight went through her entire coat from head to tail and trimmed it to be perfectly in regulations, she even calculated the growth rate of her fur and made sure to adjust appropriately.

‘Eggheads’, Rainbow thought with an internal smile. She was not going to break her discipline, regardless what occurred.

She almost did when she felt a slight pull on one of her right wing’s feathers. Her neck twitched as the sudden contact startled her. She wrote it off, it was most likely a bug of some sort landing on her wings.

Or so she thought until she felt it again and again. She lightly fluttered her wings in place in hopes of ‘discouraging’ whatever was causing it. It was then she felt the slight twisting and straightening of one of her primary feathers.

That settled it for her, this was not some bug, and it was not the wind. Somepony was magically preening her. For pegasus, the act of preening was an intimate act, you would normally only preen a lover or a family member. Rainbow’s initial response was of violation, that somepony was touching her without her permission.

There was only one thing that drove that thought away, ‘This is by magic’.

She was at the Wonderbolts’ parade ground just south of Cloudsdale; a parade ground that was built on a cloud. That severally limited the options of who could be responsible for such an act.

When Spitfire started down the second rank, Rainbow took a quick glance over to Twilight without moving her head.

The alicorn was levitating a pair of binoculars up with her magic, looking right at Rainbow. Rainbow mouthed a silent ‘stop’ to her marefriend in a desperate hope that she would cut it out.

She might as well been asking the wind not to blow. Last night Rainbow let Twilight help her with everything to get ready for this inspection, everything but one thing: Preening her wings. Their relationship had not yet evolved to that level and besides, Rainbow wanted to make sure it was done by somepony with years of experience. So she took care of it herself this morning before coming here.

It was something she was grateful that Twilight was not around to see. The act almost always drove her to orgasm as she manipulated each and every one of her sensitive feathers back into place.

For some reason Twilight did not have the same problem with her feathers, or if she did she never made mention of it. While Rainbow did a good job by her standards, she underestimated Twilight’s attention to detail. Twilight was using her binoculars to ‘help’ make Rainbow’s feathers line up perfectly.

At the worst possible time.

Dash purred when she felt the magic softly massage the calamus along her primary and secondary quills. The action stimulated the production of the oil her wings would naturally secrete in flight to coat the feathers and protect them. On the ground the action was akin to softly rubbing her mound from the top to the bottom.

And it responded as such. Rainbow felt wetness began to form between her hind legs. She tensed up until she remembered the one thing about all of this that she hated. She was in the back of the formation.

For the first time that day she was grateful for that fact as Twilight did not stop. Rainbow felt the magic move along the primary and secondary feathers of her right wing, slowly stimulating more and more oil production. She ‘felt’ Twilight spread the oil down the length of her feathers, stimulating every nerve ending she had in them.

Her backside was soaked through now. She didn’t even notice when Spitfire started down the third rank, not until she got to the pony directly in front of Rainbow and eyed her suspiciously.

Rainbow checked herself, there was nothing she could do to stop it so she had no choice but to do her best to ignore it.

‘Ignore it, ya right…’

When Twilight finished with her sensitive innermost feathers, Rainbow released a breath she was not aware she had held. While embarrassing, it was finally over. Or so she thought.

Somehow the mare started on the other side, the side she couldn’t even see. With the same attention to detail and tenderness she displayed with her right wing, Twilight did the left. Rainbow’s mind went blank as it lost itself in the pleasure. She used every trick she knew, she bit her tongue, squinched her eyes shut, and thought about the least sexual thing she could: Granny Smith with Mayor Mare.

It was all for naught, she felt the orgasm build up in her to a crescendo. It burst forth from its damn until she felt her entire nethers soaked though, no doubt staining her uniform as it did so.

She opened her eyes to see Spitfire staring right at her. The captain had made it all through the ranks of Wonderbolts and right to her.

“Impress me, Rainbow dash,” Spitfire said as she started looking the pony over. She noted that her uniform was perfect, her mane and coat was cut exactly in uniform. However, it was when she got to her feathers that Spitfire whistled.

“Rainbow Dash, I must say I’ve never seen wings that looked better than yours,” Spitfire said with a smile. “All you maggots listen up, if all of you took lessons from Rainbow Dash and did whatever she did to make your wings look half as good, maybe I’d actually have a reason to be proud of you!”

Rainbow’s wings glistened in the sunlight. The oil Twilight lightly applied to each and every individual feather did it’s job. “Good work, Rainbow Dash,” Spitfire said with a smile as she moved on to the next pony.

…

“Flight, dismissed!” When the final order came, Rainbow ignored all the questions the others threw her way and bee lined it straight for her marefriend. “Do you know what you did to me?!” Rainbow shouted as she angrily glared at Twilight. .

“I helped you be the most impressive one out there, Rainbow. I read that the natural oil produced by a pegasus’s wings can be used to really make their feathers shine. Properly applied that is,” Twilight said with a sly smile.

“Do you know what would have happened had somepony noticed?”

“Don’t worry,” Twilight leaned in to kiss her, “I told Rarity to use waterproof fabric when she reworked your uniform. The only way they would have noticed is if you lost your resolve.”

“Wait, you knew?” Rainbow was flabbergasted at that, Twilight didn’t just want to help her wings look their best, she wanted to bring her to ogasim. She even planned it out in advance.

“What can I say? I wanted to do it this morning, but you refused, and the book said you can only really get them to really shine by using magic. Besides, I think it’s time we take our relationship to the next level, don’t you?,” Twilight winked at Rainbow as she leaped off the stage, her tail running lightly across Rainbow’s muzzle.

Rainbow’s mind went black, ‘She watched me...’ She shook her head clear, “Oh, you’re getting it tonight, Twi.” Rainbow said with a smile as she made for the restroom. The uniform might be waterproof, but that did not make a wet flank any easier to deal with.

Rainbow vowed to return the favor ten times over that night.

Duty For The Princess (HarmonySplit)

Duty For The Princess

It was a beautiful day in Ponyville, one that was simply perfect for a small flight. Rainbow Dash enjoyed the sun tickling her coat and wings while she glided on an early spring breeze over the small town. She enjoyed it until a purple trail shot past her, causing her to lose her concentration and altitude.

Rainbow quickly caught herself and groaned, looking for the disturber. She found the trail rather quickly, heading straight for a tree. The next thing she heard was a scream as the object crashed into the crown of the tree, shaking it to its core. The prismatic mare quickly flew to it, just in time to see a certain purple alicorn fall out of it.

“Hey, egghead. You alright?” Rainbow asked once she landed next to the grounded alicorn.

As she got nothing but a few mumbles and coughs from the stricken alicorn, Dash unfolded her right wing, poking Twilight with it. “Twi, are you alright? Talk to me!”

The touch seemed to finally snap the alicorn out of her upside down world. “Uggh… Rainbow? Did I crash again?”

“Yes, yes you did. What were you trying to do anyways?” the pegasus asked while inspecting the alicorn for damage.

Twilight’s coat was a dirty mess, not to mention her wings. Rainbow gave a whistle as she leaned in closer to inspect them. Bruises coated almost every single feather, some ran from the tips to the quills. Twigs were lodged between them and nearly every single feather was twisted. Rainbow touched one slowly with a hoof, an action that elected a hiss from her friend.

“Don’t!” Twilight hissed in pain and other emotions from the contact. ”Ugh, I need a bath.”

“Sorry if I hurt you.” Rainbow said with a frown. “Your wings are pretty much a mess. A simple bath won’t fix that.”

“You didn’t really hurt me. They’re just… new. And I know that, thank you very much, mom” she said, not even trying to hide the sarcasm dripping from her voice.

“Want me to help, egghead?” Rainbow asked and quickly shut her muzzle with a hoof. ‘Oh my, I didn’t really ask her that, did I? So uncool’, she thought, her cheeks turned bright red at the unintended slip.

Twilight’s head snapped in Rainbow’s direction, seemly confused. “What did you just ask me?”

“Uh, nothing…” Rainbow squeaked, trying to turn away and hide her blush.

The alicorn got up and turned straight to the pegasus. “Ask again.”

When Twilight did not get an answer she raised a hoof and took hold of Rainbow’s before the pegasus could flee. Twilight smiled and powered up her horn, she teleported them both directly into her castle.

“Twilight!” Rainbow coughed as the smoke from their teleport cleared, “ Why did you-” Rainbow stopped dead in her tracks, realizing where she was.

The alicorn had teleported them directly into the castle, but not just that. She had teleported them into her bathroom.

“Ask again, Rainbow,” Twilight said with a blush. “Please.”

The prismatic mare whimpered, but now was not the time to be uncool, she gulped and whispered, “Want me to help?”

Twilight blushed heavily, but seized upon this opportunity, the opportunity she had been praying for for quite some time now. She reached into the shower and turned on the valve. The showerhead began cascading water onto the floor. Slowly, steam started to feel out the room as the hot water evaporated.

Rainbow gulped and looked at her friend. ‘Is this really Twilight? What is she going to do?’

All her thoughts were interrupted as the purple alicorn pulled her into the shower. It was big enough for two ponies to fit and Rainbow shuddered as the hot trail of water hit her coat. Twilight looked sheepishly at her and unfolded her wings, letting them bath in the water. Some twigs and a bit of dirt got washed away, but that wasn’t enough.

Rainbow looked at Twilight, watching her expression and their gazes met. With a shy smile, Twilight laid down in the shower, directing one wing to the pegasus. It was an unspoken invite, Rainbow knew that and she wasn’t one to reject it. After all, she had offered to do this.

‘How does she know not about such things? For sure the egghead read a book about it’,was all Rainbow thought as she crawled closer to Twilight, admiring her wings.

They were several inches longer than her own, being impressive part of Twilight’s alicorn transformation. With a sigh, Rainbow leaned down and used her muzzle to carefully remove the leaves and twigs still stuck in her friends feathers. No matter how careful she was, her muzzle brushed against one of the muscles, causing Twilight to gasp and twitch her wing.

It snapped up and connected with Rainbow’s jaw, sending her straight back. “Argh, Twilight!” Rainbow yelled as she rubbed her muzzle. “What the hay?”

“Sorry Rainbow… they're just so new and sensitive, sorry sorry!” Twilight muttered and tried to get her wing under control.

Rainbow growled and went back to work, focusing on her task again. She spotted shampoo on a small holder at the wall and grabbed it in her teeth, squeezing a bit out on her hoof. She gently brushed it over the parts of Twilight’s wing that were still covered in dirt, washing it away. The alicorn whimpered upon the simple touch.

“They’re more than just sensitive,” Rainbow mentioned while rolled her eyes, but she continued her work.

Dash cleaned every spot of dirt, but as she reached some of the bruises, Twilight groaned from her touch. Rainbow didn’t know why, but she started to softly plant kisses on the bruises. The soft touch elected whimpered moans from the alicorn and Rainbow’s ears perked up.

‘Why is she allowing me to do this?’ Rainbow asked herself as she continued her kisses. ‘She has to know by now how intimate preening is.’

All those thoughts were shoved away as she reached the sections over Twilight’s wing base, which elected even louder moans with her touches. With a small, evil grin Rainbow started to let her tongue touch over the spots she kissed, slowly making a trail from Twilight's wing base to their tips.

When she finished that section, Rainbow stopped and looked up, an action that caused Twilight to turn her head. “Why did you stop?” she asked.

“I’m going to do the main part now, Twi. That means every single feather.” Rainbow answered before diving down again, starting to nibble softly on the feathers.

Her well trained muzzle got ahold of feathers and turned them back, creating a matching pattern over the wing again. Maybe it was evil, but she also used her tongue, making the proper act much more erotic. The soft tongue elected even more moans of the alicorn, who shivering under her loving touch.

With that, Twilight’s mind went completely blank. She wanted Rainbow to do this… and more. But she never expected it to feel so good or Rainbow to get into it so fast. Not that she was about to complain in any way. With a blissful smile she rested her head on her forehooves and enjoyed the treatment.

Rainbow took her time, going slower and slower with every moment. She even went as far as to get the most sensitive spots on wings. She nibbled and kissed on the base, the joints and the wingtip, all while doing the proper preening. Twilight answered her efforts with moans of one that was enjoying this on a much more intimate level.

With a grin she couldn't resist, Rainbow stole a quick glance at Twilight's flank. More accurately, she stole a quick glance between her flanks, her eyes caught a glance of Twilight's marehood glistening with a liquid that was not water...

Rainbow smiled as she saw it, when she looked back Twilight met her gaze with a blush. The alicorn was more than aroused now, her left wing twitched madly while her right was being pleased. It was almost too much for her to handle. The pegasus continued her work until the wing was done, then went forward and lightly nibbled on Twilight’s ear. An action that was met with a pur from the newest princess.

“Other wing, Twi,” Rainbow cooed softly and Twilight obeyed, folding her right and unfolding her left wing.

The left wing was in quite better state and was preened quickly. All the time Twilight twitched more with a layer of sweat forming on her coat that no amount of water could fully wash away. . With that view, Rainbow could no longer pretend this was a simply preening session, no… she no longer wanted too. Rainbow lightly bit down on the most sensitive spot on Twilight’s wing. The sudden pain caused the alicorn to groan loudly and her tongue lolling out her muzzle.

That was the action that flooded the barrel, Twilight folded her wings and turned, leaping at Rainbow before the cyan mare could react. She pinned her to the shower wall, looking at her with a gaze full of lust and desire.

Rainbow grinned, “Enjoying yourself, egghead??”

Instead of an answer the alicorn leaned forwards and pressed her lips onto Rainbows. The pegasus gasped in surprise, but slowly leaned in. Their kiss turned more passionate as Twilight felt her lips being poked, opening them she could feel Rainbow’s tongue slipping forward, attacking her own. She moaned and attacked it with her own tongue, slipping it around the pegasus’s. It was a battle that lasted for some time until they had to break and breathe.

“That… was… awesome…” Rainbow managed to say between bated breaths. “But why?”

Twilight blushed a bit. “Because if one of us didn’t take the first leap we’d simply still be friends, because we would never reached for the other, we both ignored our feelings for our friendship, but… but I couldn’t take it anymore. I know it was a slip of the tongue, but when you offered to preen me, I had to jump on it.”

Rainbow’s blush soon matched Twilight's as she planted another kiss on the mare’s lips. She then leaned into the alicorn, enjoying the additional warmth that was not coming from the water. The alicorn unfolded her wings and wrapped the pegasus in them. The symbolism was clear, she was protecting and loving her friend, her friend that was now hers.

Author's Note

Sometimes, I get ideas in the middle of the Night.

by HarmonySplit

Dear Diary (VitalSpark)

3 April

Ever since that thing with Tirek, I thought it might be wise to keep a journal. The princesses did it, my friends do it, why shouldn't I? If I ever feel tempted to fall back into my old ways, I can just read back through some old journal entries and remind myself how much my life has improved since I learnt to value friendship.

Anyhow, today I went to visit my good friend at her cottage. She'd been chasing around after some kestrels all day and her wings were looking pretty messy — covered in sweat, all her feathers out of place. I told her, "you simply must let me preen you."

"Oh, it-it's really no big deal…" she said. "Well… maybe… if-if you really think so?"

I explained what a horrible ugly state her wings were in. She almost burst into tears. (Note to self: never use the "U" word to describe a mare to her face.) But I think I got the message across. She needed a good preening.

"Are you sure you know how?" she asked.

"Why, of course!" I insisted. "After all, I have wings myself!"

"But only one of your wings has feathers," she objected.

I snapped my fingers and was suddenly covered in dozens of feathered wings.

She got the point. I clicked my fingers again and I was back to normal. "Okay, but please be gentle," she cautioned. "Pegasus wings are very sensitive, you know."

So I sat down on the floor of her cottage, and she sat in front with her back to me. She opened her wings, and I started work. I began with her left wing, using my claw and paw in tandem. Finding a twisted feather, I gave it a gentle twist and it snapped back into place. I ran my claw carefully along the wing, looking for other feathers which were not aligned. With each one I did the same, twisting it back into place.

She made the cutest little squeals and sucked in her breath when I had to pluck out the occasional feather that was too far gone to be corrected. She winced when I had to pull one of her larger feathers out, and I twisted my neck around to look at her face. "Are you alright?" I asked.

"I-I-I'm okay!" she stammered somewhat out of breath.

I wasn't so certain. Her cheeks looked as pink as her hair. But she insisted I continue, and I've never been able to turn that mare down. "Di--" she started.

I put a claw to her lips. "No names. Just call me 'papa' instead," I suggested. I have no idea why, really. Sometimes I just say things like that. I'm so random. The left wing was looking fine now, but I wasn't sure she'd want to continue. "Would you like me to do the other wing?"

She answered, but a bird screeched at the same time. "I couldn't hear you," I said.

She turned to me and fluttered her eyelids, "papa, please preen my other wing…" A rabbit hopped past.

I moved on to her right wing, treating it in much the same as the left one. I was really starting to feel concerned for her health — she was breathing very heavily and with the colour of her cheeks I suspected she might be coming down with some kind of infection.

Soon the right wing was looking as perfect as the left one did. Her day looking after her animals had clearly been stressful because her wings, which had been soft and supple when I'd started, were now stiff as a board. "Would you like a wing rub?" I asked.

"Please, papa, rub my wings," she whispered hoarsely. The infection was clearly going to be a bad one, as her voice had started going. As I rubbed her wings, her breathing became more and more laboured. Her back legs started twitching and shivering — a fever, I suspected.

All of a sudden she sighed, and I felt the stiffness melt out of her wings as they returned to their usual softness. She folded her wings up and I gave her a hug from behind. The poor thing was covered in sweat, so much so that a damp pool had formed on the floor between her legs.

She seemed tired, but deliriously happy — more signs of her illness, I'm certain — and I helped her get up onto her hooves. She could barely stand. "You need to get to bed," I told her.

"Yes, papa," she replied, and I was pleased to note that her voice had begun to return to normal. Perhaps all she needed was a rest to get her over her infection.

I led her to her soft, little bed, and tucked her in amongst the pillows, covering her with a warm blanket. "Goodnight," I told her, "I can let myself out."

"Night, night, papa," I heard as I shut the door.

You know, I'm already glad I decided to keep a diary, because writing all this down has helped me to organize the thoughts in my head. And I'm beginning to suspect that my dear friend might not have been suffering from an infection at all.

Author's Note

This diary entry was translated from Equestrian to English by VitalSpark.

Just part of the job - Part one (Remedyfortheheart)

It was a hot spring day along the local pond. Everypony was enjoying the cool crisp clear water the pond provided. If a pony wasn't getting wet they were taking in the bright sun. Soaking in the rays under a set of shades.

Seems that today was a day off for Ponyville's weather management team. The Pegasi all wallowing about and around the pond in a celebration for a long hard work of a heavy Winter clean-up. Not to mention the rain for the beginning of Spring for the upcoming crops. The weather now getting into the bright sunny phase to where it would encourage everything green to grow nice and strong. This of course little to no work at all as the only thing the team had to do was keep the sky clear. Just to allow Celestia's gracious sun shine down on the very land.

It was no wonder what Rainbow Dash was doing as she was lounging along a reclined beach chair. Shades down and her forelegs along her chest she snoozed in the sun.

The weather team was in need of some well deserved rest. Not one earth pony or unicorn in sight. Except one particular pony had thought herself invited to their little soiree. The particular purple princess made her way across the small area. Smiling happily as she took in the sights of several ponies eat, playing, and swimming. Spotting her rainbow colored friend Twilight made a casual beeline for her.

Her glances finally taking in the fact that she was the only different pony there at the party. "Afternoon Rainbow, It was so nice of you to throw a party your weather team." Twilight mentioned.

"Yeah, yeah. I know I'm awesome." Rainbow replied back at the small comment. Taking it as a shot at her amazing skills of management and flying. Thought behind those shaded lens her eyes suddenly popped open. Surprised that she heard that one pony.

"Don't let it be her. Don't let it be her! Don't let it be HER!" Rainbow turned her head and continued to act like nothing was wrong. Waving her hoof at Twilight. "Wassup?" She told Twilight acting all "cool and collected". Hiding the fact there was a reason why this was an "all Pegasi only party.".

Twilight was still taking in the sights around her. Pinkie Pie was usually the one setting these things up. Normally she wasn't one for missing out on a party. Another point that bothered her was the location of the party. It was quite a ways away from Ponyville. Twilight turned her head to the right. Hearing something ring along her ears. She blinked as she was confounded in her eyes meeting straight with a tree off in the distance. One of it's branches shook in place. And then a another. And another.

Several spots on the tree were shaking constantly. Just then Rainbow turned Twilight's face upfront and brought her muzzle to muzzle. "So Twilight! How about we get something to eat huh?!" Rainbow said. In her hurry her shade fell off of her face. Exposing her ridiculously wide smiled expression.

Twilight glared at her blue friend and replied back with her lips pinched together by Rainbow's hooves. "Whasts go-oin un Reinbhow?" Twilight said her speech rather garbled thanks to Rainbow's tight grip on her cheeks. Rainbow shifted her forelegs around Twilight's neck and attempted to pull her away from that very spot.

"Oh nothing! Nothing! Must be the sun. Yep! Too much sun for me! Come on! I'm starved!" Rainbow continued ranting in an obvious lie to her friend. Her expression and attitude was similar to usual behavior when Rainbow was hiding something or setting up a prank. Something was definitely going on now.

With a sigh Twilight's horn grew a magical glow and flashed out of Rainbow's limbs. Poofing herself in front of the suspicious tree. Coming face to face with it's trunk, Twilight looked up into the top. Thought the foliage was too thick for her to make out what was happening within it's canopy of leaves.

Predictably Rainbow dashed over to Twilight side and tried her best to pull Twilight away from the shaking tree. "Come on Twi! It's just a-just a tree!" Rainbow said almost shouting in her plea for her friend to not snoop any further.

"If it was just a tree you wouldn't-!" Just as Twilight continued her argument with Rainbow. A groan escaped the canvas of the tree top and something splattered along Twilight's face in surprise. It sounded like a hardy pony's voice who had just done something painful. Or from the looks on Twilight muzzle just finished something.

Rainbow was just as shocked in the sudden weird weather of thick white stuff that just happen to hit Twilight's face. "Uh...heh heh! Strange weather huh? The rain gets thicker every time, I swear!" Rainbow said in a whisper. Knowing full well she was running out of excuses. A black stallion with a white mane and tail came down from the treetop and landed down onto the ground.

"Whew...that was good! Oh!...so that's where it went." Thunderlance chuckled. The two girls staring awkwardly at Thunderlance who strolled pass the two jaw dropped mares. Patting Twilight on her shoulder. "Good to have you join us, Princess." He said heading back to the party.

"Uh-oh....(insert squee noise here)" Rainbow knew she was in trouble as things were looking grim now with Twilight frozen in place. Her eye twitching at solving the mystery of the shaking tree. "Well....cat's out of the bag! Girls!"

Rainbow whistled out above to the tree stuffing both of her hooves into her mouth. Two mares fluttered downwards grabbing Twilight by her forelegs. Flitter and her sister Cloudchaser. The loud sounding whistle was enough to snap Twilight out of her surprised disgusted state. Twilight looked to her left, where Flitter was, and then to her right, where Cloudchaser was. Cloud slowly ran her lips along Twilight's left wing as Flitter licked at Twilight messy muzzle. Taking in the result of their previous customer's treatment.

"I...uh...I don't even know where to start!" Twilight groaned out. Her thoughts in a struggle with how she was suddenly enveloped with two mares. Being preened and cleaned after just being shot in the face full of somepony's jizz.

"Where do I begin?" Rainbow said. Pacing back and forth allowing Flitter and Cloudchaser to do their work. The two mares holding Twilight prisoner as Rainbow explained the situation. "Well as you know my job is weather manager and lead flyer for Ponyville." Rainbow began as Flitter was now preening at Twilight's right wing. The two sisters in sync with one another as their tongues danced around Twilight's feathers. Pressing their faces into the alicorn's great wings.

"I'm responsible for making sure the Pegasi of Ponyville as in fit tip-top shape for flying, right?" Rainbow asked Twilight as if giving her a quiz on how Pegasi duties. Flitter and Cloudchaser had a lot of practice. As the two had already wet down majority of Twilight's wings. The purple pony unable to grasp much around her as the new feelings of her wings being preen were clouding her mind and logic.

Twilight gave out a slight groan of pleasure finding two cute mares licking at her at the same time was so much better than any other preening session she had. Twilight was slowly losing her mind to the sensations. She couldn't control her magic and her body betrayed. Giving in to her urges rather than pushing each girl aside away from her.

"And as such this duty includes. Training, scheduling, and maintenance. This is maintenance. Can't have flyers without a proper preen here and now." Rainbow continue holding onto Twilight face watching her moan out as Rainbow smiled. Finding it all too pleasant seeing her captive give in so easily. Rainbow daring to slide her right hoof along Twilight chest. Slipping it further and further downwards along her coat. Finding her way in between Twilight's shaking hindlegs.

"Haaa....Rainbow! Don't....MMMMH!" Twilight protested and yet her body was letting her do such a thing freely to her. Flitter and Cloud brought their own hooves to Twilight's back and and caress her purple coat. Their mouths finding the tip of Twilight wings as they bit down on it slightly tugging at them from each direction. Rainbow giggled a bit as her right hoof slowly rotated along Twilight's already wet folds.

"Now we all know how 'hot' things get when a Pegasus's wings get preened right?" Rainbow told Twilight. The purple alicorn's mind shutting down as all there was right now was the pleasure of three dominating mares in front of her. "That's why we have a party or two. 'Maintenance'." Rainbow added kissing Twilight squarely on her lips just as Twilight feel back into her lust. allowing her body and mind to be overcome with her desires. Her hooves twisting inwards towards each girl on her side. And digging in between their legs.

Flitter and Cloud each gave a cute muffled mew at Twilight's eagerness. Both mares having already been serving several Pegasi throughout the party had left them messy and wet already. It was starting to become a party that Twilight would never forget.

Author's Note

Scratch has a nice ass? Idk. Um. I look forward to making a second part once I hear thoughts about my additions. Please show this hardworking group some love.

by Remedyfortheheart

Unexpected Evening (HarmonySplit)

Unexpected Evening

Night Glider enjoyed the fresh air of the late evening. The last few days had been quite eventful, they found out Starlight was a fraud with the help of the Princess of Friendship and everypony got their cutie mark back. Now, now everything would be fine, no; everything was already fine.

She strolled through the town, seeing happy ponies in every place. The princess and her friends made possible what she had fight for a while and somehow she felt a bit jealous. Sighing she shook that thought away. They had a real home now, something that wasn’t fake and that was all and more they could have hoped for.

Night Glider even offered to let Princess Twilight and her friends stay in her house. It was small, but they would make it work. Besides, Night Glider did it mostly for that cyan pegasus, Rainbow Dash. She had never seen a mare like her before and she wanted, no, she needed to do whatever she could to impress her.. It was weird, but in a good way. She smiled as she reached her house and opened her door.

She heard some strange noises from the guest room the others were using and went to check out on it. Night Glider opened the door to the room and her smile faded. The princess was laying on the floor, wings unfolded and a blissful expression on her muzzle. That wasn’t what disturbed Night Glider. It was the cyan pegasus that stood over her, muzzle deep in the alicorn’s wings.

“Wh… what are you doing?” Night Glider stuttered. As soon as the words left her mouth they stopped and turned to her.

“What do you think? I’m preening her, duh,” Rainbow answered and rolled her eyes. “Would you mind giving us some privacy here?”

“Why… are you doing it? You said you are friends…” Night Glider wasn’t sure what to think anymore.

Twilight shifted and looked uneasily at Rainbow. “Maybe we weren’t a hundred percent honest about that…” the alicorn princess said with a cute blush on her muzzle.

“You mean you aren’t friends?” Night Glider asked and stepped back.

“No, Night Glider. We’re just... more than friends.” Rainbow said and flew to the door, closing it. “Seriously, you have to promise that you won’t tell anypony about this! We haven’t exactly told the others yet.”

“I...I…” Night Glider started but stuttered and stopped.

The sight had disturbed her. She had heard of getting preened by a partner but never experienced it for herself. Her mind formed a question, one she wasn’t prepared for. As she looked at Twilight, the princess’s wings were still spread wide for her marefriend, Night Glider couldn’t get the image she walked in here and saw out of her mind, the image of Rainbow’s muzzle buried deep in them, caressing them with a lover’s touch. The thought was a surprisingly pleasing one and her wings shot out straight with a small ‘poof’, making her blush furiously.

“I think she wants to join, Twi!” Rainbow said with a laugh and walked back over to Twilight, whose blush deepened as she gave the pegasus a glare.

“Uhh, I better go. Uhm, tomorrow will be a busy day aaand gotta rise and shine early, you know.” Night Glider stuttered and backed away, just to feel her rump hit the closed door behind her.

“I’m sorry that you had to see- Rainbow!” Twilight was interrupted by a certain cyan muzzle diving back on her wings.

“What?” came the muffled reply.

Twilight turned her head and whispered something into Rainbow’s ear. Rainbow whispered back with a seductive grin, but too low for Night to hear anything. Twilight seemed hesitant about whatever she just heard and whispered something back. Rainbow just replied with, “Trust me, Twi,” and a wink.

The alicorn blushed and then grinned, looking directly at Night Glider who gulped. Rainbow got up and slowly walked towards the pegasus, Night felt her heart starting to pump faster and she searched for a way to escape. Her darting eyes caused her to lose focus and the pegasus that was in front of her a second ago was gone.

“What the- ahh!” Night Glider was interrupted by a sudden soft and wet feeling on her left ear.

It felt like somepony was nibbling and licking her ear, nopony had to tell her who, it was Rainbow. The feeling was incredible, the touch soft and hot. Night Glider tried to reject it, to flee from it and even defend herself, but she couldn’t. This feeling was new and exciting, the warmth spreading through her body was that of pure pleasure.

“Rainbow Dash, please st-” she was stopped by a soft bite on her ear that made her squeal. “Please don’t stop, Rainbow Dash!” she corrected her sentence.

The pegasus grinned and looked at Twilight. “I think she wants it now,” she said while the alicorn answered with a roll of her eyes, but she did have a smile on her face.

The alicorn rose and folded her wings, stepping closer to Night Glider. Night’s thoughts of what the Princess would do to her were interrupted by the continued sensations of bites and nibbles on her ear. The next thing she felt was soft kisses around her neck. It was too much for the mare, after months of being the equal of everypony else, she now had not one, but two mares on her, forsaking their own pleasure with no thought but hers. Any thoughts of defiance were forgotten.

Rainbow continued her efforts on the cute mare’s ears while Twilight’s kisses down Night Glider’s neck turned to small nibbles and bites. Night Glider responded to their ministrations with pleasure as the first small moans leaving her muzzle. The cyan pegasus ears perked up at that and she stopped, walking in front of Night Glider.

Just as Night Glider wanted to protest, Rainbow closed the gap and pressed her lips on the mare’s, the sudden act of intimacy caused Night Glider to gasp. It took a moment, but she melted into the kiss and even went as far as pressing back against Rainbow’s lips.

As they broke, a small strand of saliva connected their muzzles and Rainbow smiled. She couldn’t do anything other than admire the mare in front of her for a bit. The dark blue colour of her coat perfectly offset her beautiful white mane. Although, Rainbow couldn’t give two bits about that, it was Night’s body that really had her attention. Rainbow grinned and leaned in again, but this time her tongue pushed forwards, demanding entry into the mare’s muzzle.

Night Glider lost herself in the feelings, she eagerly opened her muzzle and granted entrance to Rainbow’s wet, soft organ. She felt Rainbow’s tongue dancing around her own and tried to join the dance. It soon turned into passionate battle, both pegasi softly moaning into each others muzzle.

The battle lasted some moments before they had to break apart for a breathe. Just in that moment Night Glider felt a new touch, two touches to be exact. One on her left, one on her right side. Turning her head she caught a big, purple wing and a cyan, slightly smaller wing softly rubbing along her coat. Both wings slowly reached over her flank, massaging the soft spot of her newly restored crescent moon covered by two feathers cutie mark. A spot she never thought could be pleasurable before. With a small moan she fell onto her knees.

Rainbow and Twilight grinned at each other, slowly trailing their wings further along the mare’s coat. Twilight never before thought that she would do something like this, but dating Rainbow had given the mare a new appreciation for stepping out of her comfort zone. She trusted… no, she loved the brash pegasus and everything about her. Whatever happened here, Twilight knew that Rainbow was only hers and she was Rainbow’s. So as she said, there’s nothing wrong with having a little fun. Looking at her marefriend, Twilight motioned to Night Glider’s wings and Rainbow acted nearly immediately.

Night Glider was on cloud seven as Twilight and Rainbow turned their attention to her wings, they each took one and started to caress it with their muzzles. All the while their wings never stopped and traveled further along her back towards her already wet marehood. When their wings touched her over sensitive nethers she nearly came that instant. She felt a soft, feathery touch at her pearl and one directly at the center of her marehood.

Twilight eagerly continued to please all the soft spots on Night Glider’s wing while her own slowly rubbed over the pegasus’s pearl. Her wing was getting slightly wet and sticky, but the thought at Rainbow’s touch again was more than enough to make for it. With a pleasurable sigh she buried her muzzle deeper into the dark blue wing in front of her, reaching for the mare’s most sensitive spots.

Rainbow softly licked between Night Glider’s feathers, all while her wing softly rubbed over the marehood of the dark blue pegasus. With a look over to Twilight she unfolded her other wing and reached it over the pegasus in front of her. It nearly wasn’t long enough, but with a small stretch she reached for her marefriend’s wet folds. Dash began to rub softly against the engorged lips and wet entrance, causing a muffled groan from Twilight in response to the unexpected contract.

Twilight did not expect the sudden contact, but it brought much needed relief of pleasure to her body. Her marehood had been dripping in anticipation as soon as Rainbow has started the preening session. Her worry had been that Rainbow would never get around to satisfying that itch now that Night Glider was here. She never should have worried about it, Rainbow would never leave her hanging like that. Smiling at Rainbow, Twilight went back to work on Night’s wings. Both lovers run their experienced muzzle over the mare’s wings, preening them, but not without causing every bit of pleasure they could think of.

Night Glider was simply lost in a world of pleasure. Her mind wanted her to return the favour, but she wasn’t able move right now, much less reply in any significant way. Muzzles and tongues continued their expert caress on her wings. That along with the light brush of feathers along her marehood; all combined for far, far too much sensation for her mind to process. She felt the pleasure quickly rising over the dam in her mind, it peaked over its limit as she came.

Night Glider moaned out loudly, her mare juices spilled out freely over the feathers pleasing her. Their pleasuring continued for a while, driving out her orgasm as long as they could. After what seemed like endless hours the dark blue pegasus opened her eyes, panting heavily while drool ran out of her muzzle.

“I think we broke her, Twi.” Rainbow laughed, licking the juices from her wing, only to be stopped by her marefriend.

“Let me do that. Besides her, you’re not done yet, Rainbow. Or did you forget about me?” Twilight said with a sly frown on her face and a seductive spark in her eyes.

“Never,” Rainbow lept over the dark blue mare and tackled the alicorn princess. It had been a lot of fun playing with Night, but Twilight was the only one she truly needed.

The two lovers got down again, entangled into each others hooves as they shared kisses, licks, and touches. All the while Night Glider was out cold besides them. It was an amazing experience for the young pegasus, one that she wouldn’t forget.

Night Glider knew that the nights’ fun was only just beginning. Nopony that knew her would ever call her selfish and Night wanted to return the favor several times over for the Princess of Friendship and her cyan pegasus…

Author's Note

I couldn't resist.
Just thought Night Glider would make a good lover to Rainbow and maybe even Twilight.
I'm not regretting anything.

by HarmonySplit

What Sun And Moon May Share (Twidashforever)

What Sun And Moon May Share

Luna sighed annoyed. She opened the doors to her sister’s chambers with a rough push of her magic, barely even noticing the guards snapping a salute for her. The dark alicorn princess sighed as she returned the salute with a quick wave of her hand.

Sometimes she missed the moon, no, that wasn’t the truth, sometimes she missed being alone on the moon. There was an air of freedom that she just did not have down here. There was no worry about protocols, or meetings, or being followed by servants, guards or anypony at all. For that matter, the best thing of all, there was no paperwork.

To Tartarus with all the bloody paperwork! She certainly hadn’t missed that in her exile. It seemed her sister was trying to break her spirit with all the paperwork she had to do.

Still, there were good things about being back. One of those things included the company. She walked into her sister’s room to see that Celestia was still in her bed, covered in her sheets.

“Sister, tis time to raise the sun!” Luna exclaimed as she threw open the curtains, letting the moonlight pour out onto her sister’s frame.

“Ghhh,” came the grunt from Celestia’s bed as she refused to get up.

“Sister, we have a duty to raise and lower the sun and moon on time each day.”

“It can’t be time already.” Celestia complained. “I’ve raised and lowered the sun for the past thousand years, never once have I overslept.

“Well, dear sister. Maybe oversleeping was caused by staying up so late last night?” Luna asked, giggling at the blush that crept over Celestia’s face.

Luna almost tripped when she saw her sister, Celestia sat up with bags hanging under her eyes. She looked, for lack of a better term, dead on her hooves. However, that wasn’t what had Luna’s attention. What got that was the see-through pink negligee. One that the moonlight accented in a way that sunlight never could.

Luna paused as she took in her sister’s voluptuous form. The moonlight hit her just right to see the all too tight negligee hugging her breasts. Celestia seemed to sense Luna’s incestuous stare, as, at that moment, she raised her arms in an over exaggerated stretch. Her wings soon followed the example set by her arms. Celestia’s wings were always fabulous, each and every feather pristine and set in place. However, that was not what caught Luna’s attention.

Luna’s eyes were focused a lot lower as Celestia's pink negligee lifted off her form ever so slightly. Luna gasped as she saw her sister’s belly reviled and the top of her sister’s panties. They weren’t white or pink as she always thought, not even gold. They were a deep tint of blue, matching Luna’s coat.

Worse, she recognized them. They were her favorite pair. Before she could gain a hold of herself she turned a deep shade of red. “Sister… what… why…” her mind simply went blank at the sight.

Celestia rubbed her eyes clear, confused as to what could bring out such a reaction. It wasn’t until she looked down that she saw what her sister was upset about, “Oh, I hope you don’t mind. While you were gone… I took to wearing your clothes at night, it helped me to always remember you. It’s been a pleasure I’ve missed for a while now,” she paused before looking up and noticing a small outline below her sister’s royal dark blue dress, “Besides, it’s not like you’re innocent, Lulu.”

“I don’t know what you are talking about, dear sister.” she mumbled, turning even a deeper shade of red.

“Why don’t you lift that dress for me for a second?” Celestia asked, fully awake now.

“Such behavior is absurd!” Luna shouted.

Celestia grinned, “Then would you mind explaining me why you are wearing my special underwear?” she asked. “They’re not meant for sleeping or even daily wear.”

“I will not!” Luna protested.

Celestia grinned and powered up her horn, in a flash of golden magic her sister was teleported two feet to the left, just, without her dress on, that stayed where it was before falling to the floor.

“Oh… my…” Luna’s eyes went wide. “TIA!” she screamed as she realized her predicament. Luna’s wings puffed out behind her in a spray of blue feathers at being so revealed in all her glory.

Celestia’s eyes should have been glued to her sister’s practically nude frame. Luna wore no bra, her breasts, while not as large as Celestia, fit nicely on her petite frame. Her small nipples were situated perfectly on the orbs, poking outwards as blood ran to fill them. Luna’s stomach was perfect. She was thin, but had just enough fat on her to make it cute, and contrary to Lulu’s earlier lie, she was wearing Celestia’s favorite pair of panties. The ones she could not find last night that matched the negligee she had on. In the moonlight, Celestia could make out the outline of her sister’s engorged labia as her underwear hug tightly to her sister’s form.

She should have been looking at all of that, but she wasn’t. All Celestia could focus on was Lulu’s wings. They were - for lack of a better term - a mess. Each wing had feathers twisted or out of place, several were bent back upon themselves. She knew it had to be painful for her little sister.

Sleep was forgotten, the theft of her favorite pair of underwear was forgotten, all that matter to Celestia at that moment was her sister. She got up and went to her younger sister’s frame. “Lulu, what…” she was awestruck at the damage.

Luna kept a pissed expression on her face until she saw her sister approach. She looked up at what Tia was looking at. Her face melted into a frown. It had been more than a century since she last preened her wings properly, and as much as she hated admitting it, she was out of practice. “They hurt, big sis,” she almost cried out the words.

Celestia grabbed her sister and pressed her to her chest, cooing while she rubbed her hand up and down Luna’s back, “Why didn’t you say something before now?”

Luna couldn’t answer, the feeling was way too weird and she blushed more. Her sisters tight breasts were rubbing at her own. She couldn’t help but feel a bit aroused at the touch, her nipples were hardening, and she knew that soon, Celestia would feel it too.

If she did, she gave no indication, “Let me help you.”

“Celly?” Luna asked, unsure if she heard that correctly.

Celestia held Luna’s face to look her in the eye, “You should have let me know, Lulu. I would have done it, for you.”

Luna wiped a tear from her eye, “Okay.” For the first few months after her return it hadn’t been an issue. Nightmare Moon had used powerful spells to prevent any part of her from needing such maintenance. After that it hurt a little, but Luna had kept it in check.

She had been living the lie for over a year. Only now, with her secrets reviled, did she admit to it, as she forced to realize just how much they had been hurting her.

“Sit down at the edge of the bed and spread your wings,” Celestia told her and Luna did as she was commanded. The dark blue alicorn sat on the edge of the bed, with her left wing spread wide. Celestia could only grin as she watched her sister walk away. Her eyes fell to Lulu’s legs and followed them up a considerable distance to the two perfect orbs of her tushy that were bisected by a thin piece of pink cloth that ran up the middle.

All too soon Luna turned around, her arms held in her lap. She looked up at her sister, confused, “Celly?”

Celestia shook her head clear and went back to the bed. She flipped on the light switch to better see what she was doing. The extra light only served to give her sister a better view.

Luna had been wrong about one thing, Celestia did not look better in the moonlight. Her sister shined in daylight; or in this case the light from the lamp. Everything about her just became… more.

Luna couldn’t do anything other than stare at her sister’s body. Every part of it, even the smallest, lovely detail caught her eye and she simply enjoyed the sight. Luna knew that her sister’s negligee was see through, what she didn't realize was just how much. It covered up nothing. It was held on her frame by two little straps that ran across her shoulders.

Her breasts had always been amazing, two perfectly round golden orbs that bounced ever so slightly when she walked. Her light pink areolas were pointed straight out, straining against the small piece of cloth that kept them cage.

Whereas Luna had a little bit of fat on her, just enough to accent her frame, Celestia had none. Her stomach was as flat a board, her belly button only visible as a slightly darker spot against the white fur of coat.

Luna’s eyes lingered on her sister’s panites, or should she say, her panties. The dark blue cloth was decorated with a star pattern over it, a crescent moon sit over the largest part of the cloth. However, what really had Luna’s attention was the ‘slightly’ darker spot directly below the moon.

She shivered in not cold, but anticipation as Celestia climbed on the bed behind her. Her sister playfully ran a finger up and down her back, stimulating the fur that lay there. “You ready for this, Lulu?”

Luna gulped but nodded her head as Celestia stretched out her left wing. Celestia stopped in her motion and came closer, her next action surprised Luna. With her sister’s left wing extended, Celestia slid her body around the right side of Luna until she sat on her lap. She pressed closer until their breasts touched, then their lips. Luna resisted at first, but slowly melted in. It actually managed to calm her nerves a lot.

Celestia was surprised at how easily Luna lost her defenses. Eagerly, she pushed even more forwards and blushed slightly at the result. She could feel her sisters nipples touching hers slightly, getting harder every moment. She broke the kiss and showed a sultry smile.

“Now relax, little sister.” she cooed before reaching for Luna’s wing, gently touching the soft feathers.

Luna tried to relax, but the sudden touch over her primaries made her shiver and tense up. Celestia saw this almost immediately, she reached a hand down her sister’s stomach, lightly brushing her fingers up and down her fur with a lover’s caress. “Lulu,” she whispered into her sister’s ear, “You have to relax.”

Luna lost herself to the gentle touch of her sister, her fingers lightly were lightly grazing her fur. She cooed her pleasure ever so slightly. Celestia smiled, it was as good a sigh as any that she should continue. Still, what would happen next would hurt. She had to do something about that.

The older alicorn turned her attention to her sister’s wing, she scooted slightly upon her sister lap for better access to the mess of feathers. Or so she wanted her sister to believe.

Luna thought it was a mistake at first, just her older sister’s feather lightly brushing her fur at a few inappropriate places as she moved about. She quickly gave that theory up as the tip of Celestia’s wing lightly brushed across her exposed nipples for the third time.

As Luna let out a slight moan at the feather’s touch, Celestia went to work, using both hands she ran her fingers along her sister’s innermost feathers, saving the ones she could. However, it wasn’t those that worried her, it was the ones she could not save that she knew would cause her sister the most pain.

She waiting until the time was right, when lulu’s reactions were perfect, she lightly brushed her wingtip against the damp panties her sister had on. Luna moaned out, and right at that moment, Celestia pulled an unfix-able feather out. The lunar princess was too busy with the pleasure as to notice it more than a small sting.

Celestia couldn’t herself anymore. She bit down her sister's neck and spread her legs around her sister’s left thigh. She rubbed her snatch against the smaller princess, enjoying the feelings that came from such contact. All the while she shuffled through the feathers, rescuing the ones she could while distracting Luna well enough to pull out the bad ones.

The mix of pleasure and light pain was driving the lunar princess crazy. It would have been to much for anyone else to even attempt, but Celestia had a thousand years of experience over her sister. She played her like an instrument, each rub, each soft kiss, lick, grind or bite was counterbalanced with a small prick of pain as she was forced to pull out yet another unsalvageable feather.

All too soon the left wing was done, Luna slid back onto her sister’s lap and wrapped her legs around the alicorn of the sun. “Half way done, Lulu.” Celestia said with a smile.

Luna couldn’t take it anymore. She wrapped her sister up in a bear hug and lifted her in the air, trapping the alcorn's mouth in a very un-sisterlike kiss. Celestia’s eyes went wide at such forwardness, but the Princess of the Night had needs, needs that she wanted satisfied now.

Lulu spun around and practically threw her sister on the bed. Celestia looked up at her sister’s face and the lust filled eyes that glared down at her. With a quick flash from Luna’s magic, Celestia’s negligee was ripped from her body, the straps snapping, the light fabric tearing at the back.

Luna grinned as she jumped on her sister, her face landing right between her sister’s big, voluptuous breasts.

Celly loved it, she loved every single minute of it as her sister began playing with her tits. The ‘other’ lovers she would take to bed were too shy, to formal with her, and to afraid of hurting her. ‘As if they could’, she thought with a smile.

Her sister had none of those fears. Luna grabbed her sister’s left tit and squeezed, forcing Celestia's nipples to harden even further as blood rushed to the nipples. She held out her tongue and lightly licked the very tip.

Celestia moaned at her sister’s touch. She loved it, the rough treatment with the kindest of licks, it was the perfect mix of pleasure and pain. Luna grinned as she saw the look on her sister’s face. With her other free hand, she lightly trailed her fingers down her sister’s stomach, running them up and down the sun princess’s form.

With each passage, she would get that much closer to her sister’s panties, closer and closer her fingers would reach, until, at last, she dove in. Her index and forefinger wasted no time in going into the honey pot.

If Celestia thought she was in heaven before, this took it to a whole new level. Just like before, Luna was not gentle. Luna was the type of mare that took what she wanted, and what she wanted more than anything right now was to hear her sister scream in ecstasy.

In a vice like grip, her thumb latched onto Celestia’s clit and she started to run her fingers in and out of her sister’s wet, dripping hole as fast as she could. Luna pulsed her fingers, vibrating them as she did so.

Never once did she let go of her sister’s breast, she squeezed tighter and tighter, all the while sucking on it as if a newborn after the taste of milk.

Celestia’s conscious mind was lost in the throes of ecstasy. her subconscious was not. It caused her to reflexively wrap her large white wings around her sister. Her feathers ended up on Luna’s very soaked, very damp panties. With a skill that only someone that’s been alive for thousands of years could possess, Celestia used her wings to slide the tip of a feather under the damp cloth and into her sister’s wet snatch.

The sudden sensation in her wet folds only drove the night princess further. She sped up her fingers, even going as far as to add her ring finger to the equation. Celestia's wing copied her sister’s fingers push for push, when Luna increased her speed, the feather moved that much faster.

“Lulu!” Celestia called out in the throes of pleasure. Luna knew what was coming and caught her sister’s mouth with her own. Together they both released a scream of pleasure as their orgasms overtook them. Cum gushed out of Celestia in a wave of pleasure.

While Luna was not as big of a squirter as Celestia, her panties were no less thoroughly soaked. when it was over and the peaks of pleasure receded in their collective bodies, Luna collapsed onto her sister’s form. She found herself using those very same mounds as the worlds softest pillows.

Celestia stroked her sister’s hair gently with one hand, with the other she wrapped it around her Luna’s back. Luna sighed from the touch. “Think we can stay like this for a while?” the night princess asked.

The answer came from a sudden knock at the door, “Princess Celestia, it’s almost time to raise the sun.”

“Understood!” Celestia called out before answering her sister’s question, “Sadly no,” she thought about something, “Wait, I thought you woke me up for that already.”

“We may have fibbed,” luna admitted as she sheepishly rolled off her sister. “My wings really did hurt.”

Celestia laughed as she got up off the bed and took off her sister’s panties, noting with some dismay how soaked they were. “I think we might have to wash these twice.”

Luna had an idea, an evil, awful idea, but as soon as it entered her head she knew that she had to make it come true. “Tia, let’s switch.”

“What?” Celestia asked, confused.

Luna did not answer the question, instead she got up and took off her own soaked underwear, “You wear these for today, and I’ll wear those.” she grabbed the panties in her sister’s hand and started to put them on.

“Lulu, you can’t be serious.” Celestia said, holding the damp cloth Luna gave her in disbelief.

A snap as Luna finished putting them on answered her question for her. “Very, don’t worry, you can have them back tonight.”

“Tonight?” she asked.

Luna smiled, “Of course, you still have the other wing to do.”

Celestia smiled as she opened up the wet cloth and started to pull a leg through. “I look forward to it.” She watched with a grin as Luna climbed into her bed wearing nothing but her panties that Celestia just soiled. The lunar princess scooted her butt over to have it rest in the wet spot Celestia made not more than a minute ago.

“Good morning, Tia.” Luna said with a yawn as she drifted off to sleep.

“Goodnight, Lulu,” Celestia replied with a smile.

Author's Note

If you want to know what happened the following night, tell us!

by Twidashforever

Not that drunk (HarmonySplit)

Not that drunk

“Damn it Spits, I’m not drunk!” Vinyl slurred her words as Spitfire held her steady in her wings, the pegasus was trying to open the door to her house. Something that was proving a challenge as she had to hold the unicorn up too.

“Just because you’re used to it doesn’t mean you’re immune. You can barely stand, Vi. Not another word, you can stay at my place,“ the yellow mare sternly replied and pushed the door open.

Spitfire lead Vinyl inside and closed the door before she finally dropped the white unicorn onto the couch. Vinyl instantly slumped sideways, sighing as she made herself comfortable.

“Thanks,” Vinyl said under her breath as she started to close her eyes.

Spitfire just raised an eyebrow, “What do you think you’re doing?”

“I’m trying to pass out on your couch.”

“No way Vi. You may have to at my place in Canterlot thanks to the cloud bed, but here in Trottingham you don’t. Hang on I’ll get you some water.”

Spitfire was already in the kitchen when Vinyl’s mind finished putting all pieces of the puzzle together. “What?!” she blurred out the words.

The yellow mare came back with a glass of water held in her wings. One look at it caused Vinyl to realize just how thirsty she was. The unicorn grabbed it in her magic and brought it up to her muzzle.

“You are the only unicorn I know that can use magic while being drunk,” Spitfire laughed. “I wonder if there is some rule about MUI?”

“Years of practice and besides, I’m not that drunk, Spits.” Vinyl glared at her as she downed the rest of the glass in one big gulp.

The wonderbolt only chuckled before waving with her wing for Vinyl to follow. To her legitimate surprise Vinyl actually managed to get up off the couch and follow her without any problems, until they made it to the bedroom that is. Spitfire went to the unused side of her big bed and Vinyl, thankfully, crashed on the other side.

“Sweet dreams, Vi,” Spitfire whispered.

Assuming that the unicorn was already asleep, she turned to the mirror beside the drawer and inspected herself. “I should really get rid of the suit,” she mumbled to herself, noticing that she still wore the tight fabric. She was so used to it that it felt more like a second skin than anything else.

After the show, they went directly to the bar and after some drinks, Spitfire didn’t care about being in her suit most of the time, but now that she saw how dirty it was, she was kinda disturbed by it. Besides, every time she fell asleep in it, she’d wake up itchy all to Tatarus.

Spitfire reached for the zipper and pulled it down, slowly revealing more and more of her yellow fur. Little did she noticed that Vinyl had not actually fallen asleep. The unicorn was awake and watching her.

Vinyl watched her slowly pulling the zipper down and nearly gasped. She grinned as more and more of the pegasus’s beautiful, yellow fur was revealed to her eyes. First the shoulders, then her back, and finally her well-rounded flank. Then Spitfire turned and her gaze met Vinyl’s.

Blushing furiously, the wonderbolt froze in her actions. She didn’t knew what she should think about it, but to her it didn’t felt wrong. Vinyl rose from the bed and approached her, suddenly more sober then she had been before.

The wonderbolt shivered slightly as Vinyl grabbed the zipper in her muzzle and pulled it completely down. The unicorn raised a hoof and slowly rubbed it over Spitfire’s belly.

Spitfire gasped as her uniform was pulled from her, her wings flared out behind her, stiff and a bit painful. Vinyl raised her head and gently nuzzled the feathers of the wonderbolt’s right wing. Spitfire never had let another pony touch her wings before now, not like this anyway. It felt… nice, better than nice. Vinyl’s muzzle on her wings sent her to heaven and the white hoof on her stomach only increased the feeling.

“Vi, what are you do-aaah.” A small moan leaving her muzzle interrupted what Spitfire was trying to say as the unicorn picked that moment to start licking and nibbling over her wings.

Spitfire had no idea how Vinyl knew about wing-anatomy, but she wasn’t about to complain. It felt wonderful. She was about to fall down as her knees buckled but Vinyl noticed and lead her to the bed before that happened, Spitfire obeyed and laid down on it, with her wings draped behind her, completely unfolded.

“Your wings are simply beautiful,” Vinyl whispered as she started to plant kisses on the joints.

As the white unicorn hit every pleasing spot on her wings, Spitfire still couldn’t stop wondering how she knew this. She was pretty sure that she had never taught her such a thing. She stopped wondering as Vinyl drew her tongue over her wing-muscles. Her right wing started to twitch as she let out a loud moan.

It had been weeks since her last release because of training and shows, so her body took this opportunity to relieve her tension.

Vinyl continued her ministrations on Spitfire’s wings when a rogue hoof found its way to Spitfire’s dripping marehood. The white unicorn forcefully rubbed her nethers with her hoof before lifting it to her muzzle and licking the liquid off it. “Your taste is awesome. I want more of that,” she seductively whispered and her hoof went back to work.

Spitfire squealed in joy and pleasure as she felt her orgasm reaching the edge. “I’m nearly there Vi!”

Right at that moment Vinyl softly bit down on Spitfire’s wing and pressed her hoof firmly against her snatch, pushing Spitfire hard over the edge.

Spitfire screamed out her orgasm while her marehood found it’s release. She felt herself let go of several sprays of cum. Vinyl released the wing and positioned herself behind the wonderbolt, leaning in. She started to lick and suck her clit dry, doing her best to draw the mare’s orgasm out.

It carried on for several more seconds before Spitfire laid her head down, breathing heavily. Vinyl in the meanwhile licked her clean, trying to get even the last drop of the tasty juice.

“Wow, not that drunk, huh?” Spitfire giggled between several deep breaths.

Vinyl laid down besides the wonderbolt and pouted, “I told you so.”

Spitfire turned her head to capture the unicorn in a soft, passionate kiss. The white mare gasped in surprise, but quickly leaned in. As a tongue gently asked for entrance, she welcomed it as a old friend, wrapping her own tongue around it. All too soon they had to break the kiss for some air.

Vinyl smiled softly before changing positions, making herself comfortable on the bed. She was on her back and closed her eyes while snuggling into the pillow. Then, she suddenly felt weight on her belly. And something wet on her fur.

Cracking an eye open she found herself muzzle on muzzle with Spitfire who sat on her belly. “I hope you didn’t think we’re done yet,” the wonderbolt purred seductively and nibbled on her left ear.

Vinyl grinned and powered her horn, letting her magic touch wander over Spitfire’s wings. Her magic worked over every single nerve, muscle, and feather. All the while another glow went straight to Spitfire’s once again soaking wet marehood.

Spitfire answered with loud moans from the multiple pleasure as she slowly grinded herself on Vinyl’s belly, the contact between her clit and the unicorns fur only added to the sensation.

If Vinyl thought that she had Spitfire under control at that moment, she was very wrong.

The wonderbolt leaned down and gave her horn a small lick around its base, causing Vinyl to shudder slightly. Still, her magic worked undisturbed.

Noticing Spitfire’s disappointed pout, Vinyl winked. “Experience, you can’t distract me that easily.”

That was all the encouragement Spitfire needed. With a grin, she took the tip of Vinyl’s horn into her muzzle, licking it ever so slightly. Spitfire felt the sparks of the magic on her tongue, it felt pretty good. Vinyl squirmed under her, an action that caused Spitfire to smile as she caught the mare off guard.

The unicorn tried to keep her magic up, she ran her touch over the beautiful, yellow wings. She twisted every feather into its right position, cleaned the wings with a lovers touch. It was getting more and more difficult as Spitfire never stopped her ministrations.

Spitfire noticed that the magic preening her wings seemly slowed down and moved on. She slowly lowered her muzzle, taking more and more of Vinyl’s horn into her mouth until it was completely inside. It was something she had never done, but her body acted like it was on autopilot. Her tongue wrapped softly around the horn while she started sucking on it like it was a candy cane.

The whole feeling on her horn drove Vinyl mad and she redirected her magic directly to her friend’s marehood. With a headliner effort she concentrated it directly between Spitfire’s labia, penetrating her with her magic. Spitfire and Vinyl both moaned, the wonderbolts moans muffled since she was still busy with the hornjob.

Vinyl had never received a hornjob before, but it felt awesome. She felt her orgasm building up and doubled her ministrations. Spitfire’s wings were clean by now, so she continued her ministrations directly into Spitfire's pussy. The muffled moans she received were pure music in her ears.

Spitfire was already near her second orgasm, but she never slowed down. She could also feel Vinyl’s horn heating up more and more. Having no idea what it meant, she guessed that the unicorn was getting close too. While she continued grinding herself against Vinyl’s chest she kept bobbing her head up and down. Vinyl screamed her pleasure as she was pushed over the edge.

The orgasm wasn’t like any other Vinyl could remember. She had the usual feelings, but there was another sensation, a sensation that come from her horn and invaded her mind with pure pleasure, numbing it completely. With another loud scream, Vinyl passed out.

As Vinyl reached her orgasm, her magic grew stronger for a short time, pumping into Spitfire like a machine. The wonderbolt screamed her pleasure into the horn as she felt it twitching. It surprised Spitfire as a bit of fluid shot into her muzzle. It was sweet and strong, invading her nerves and pushing her quickly over the edge.

Spitfire pulled up from her friend’s horn and screamed loudly, riding her orgasm out. The magic touch on her wings vanished as the lower glow gave her a final, hard thrust before it faded. The wonderbolt collapsed upon her lover, snuggling into the sweaty, white fur.

For minutes, she was just laying there before raising her muzzle to find Vinyl passed out, tongue out of her muzzle and drooling. With her last strength, she gave the unicorn a kiss and rolled off her.

“Sweet dreams, Vi.” she softly whispered while drawing a wing completely over Vinyl.

It was all too clear what it meant.

She’s mine!

Author's Note

Just something that came into my mind recently.
In my dreams.
I know I'm horrible :trollestia:

by: HarmonySplit

Answers (Flutterpony)

Author's Note

Prequel chapter: Curiosity (Flutterpony)

Sources:
http://birding.about.com/od/birdbehavior/a/Preening.htm
http://atethirteen.deviantart.com/art/Bird-Anatomy-Wing-and-Feather-105539505
http://fav.me/d74ruz4

Inspiration:
[NSFW] hxxps://derpibooru.org/333527

by Flutterpony

Answers (Flutterpony)

"Alright," the foalsitter swallowed again. "That's fair," she reasoned. Fair and morally upright were two different things, of course, but the young princess had been past arguing chastity ever since she'd first crossed the line. It was only fear that made her hesitate now. With a hoof to her diaphragm, Cadence reminded herself to breathe in, then, extending her hoof, breathe out.

The little purple unicorn looked concerned. "Is it alright?" She cared whether Cadence seemed uncomfortable, even despite her intense curiosity. She wasn't an insensitive foal, really, but Cadence knew it wasn't every day the little filly would slow herself from getting the answers she craved merely for the sake of another pony's comfort which, come to think, probably explained why Shining had let on as much as he had about the special purpose of wing care. Twilight was a tough filly to satisfy when it came to investigating.

Cadence was touched, in any case, by the filly's concern. "It'll be fine, Twilight."

Her sitter's genuine smile convinced the filly, and she relaxed and fixed her eyes again on the pink pony's pastel purple wing.

Cadence extended it for her again, and lowered herself to rest on the playroom floor. "Come look closer." Her own beckoning caused the bright pink princess to shudder excitedly, to call for the cute filly to touch and handle them.

Twilight didn't need to be asked twice. She stepped around the other tea party guests, unconcerned with what her dolls would soon be witness to. Truth be told, she'd reenacted her and Cadence's horn-sucking session with Smarty Pants several times. She knew it wasn't allowed by the adults, but it somehow didn't scare her—somehow just made it all more interesting. Knowledge was free, not to be withheld by silly rules. She had to seize it now, while Shining and Mom were out, or she just knew it would be an eternity before she got another chance to know.

Twilight stood before the princess's impressive limb, and Cadence bit her lower lip and looked with a half-lidded, smiling expression at the filly the same way Twilight remembered she'd done just before she'd taught her about horn-love. Noting the similarity, Twilight waited for her sitter's instruction. Last time there had been instructions. She was really good at following instructions.

Seeing the filly's expectant eyes meet her own, Cadence didn't disappoint. Clearing her voice with a light cough, she started, "These—" Cadence spread the feathers at the tip of her wing "—are the primary feathers."

Twilight looked perplexed. "But pink and purple aren't primary colors."

Cadence held back a chuckle. "That's right. They're called primary feathers, not because they're primary colors, but because they're the first feathers. ... Just like primary colors are the first colors that you use to mix and get other colors," Cadence thought for a moment, "the primary feathers are the first, most important feathers I use to fly."

Twilight's expression lit. "Oh!" The filly raised a hoof to her chin, processing the new information. "So... are these..." she indicated the outer feathers closer to Cadence's barrel with an outstretched hoof, "secondary feathers?"

"Wow! Great job, Twilight!" Cadence praised. "You're a great student."

Twilight Sparkle beamed, and her eyes twinkled proudly. "Can I... touch them?

"Mm-hm!" the pink alicorn nodded patiently.

Twilight ran her hoof along her caretaker's stiff, silky, flight feathers and was pleased to hear her hum and sigh lightly. Stroking the smaller feathers behind the large primaries and secondaries, the filly noticed they were softer along the edges. Seeing that she'd mussed some of them, the little unicorn attempted to smooth them down again until only a couple of the smaller ones stubbornly remained uneven. Tilting her head, the young unicorn scrutinized them. "What are these ones called?"

"Covert feathers. They cover and protect the wing arm." Cadence stretched and shrugged her wing arm subtly and the smile across her lips grew.

Twilight pressed into the strong limb's muscle, causing Cadence to shudder and melt a little. "Oh!" It made sense suddenly to Twilight. It was like Cadence had said. There was something like a leg there. "Arm?" the little filly confirmed.

Cadence sighed at the continued stimulation to her limb and nodded. "Right." Her reply was breathy. "When I preen," she continued to the part she'd been most eager to start, "I gently use my lips, teeth, and tongue to straighten each feather. Are you ready to learn how?" Cadence tried not to pressure the filly, but her anticipation had been building ever since the young blank-flank had asked her to teach her.

Her mature friend seemed as eager as she felt, for once, Twilight noticed, and it brought an excited, toothy smile to her face. "Uh-huh!"

"Alright." Cadence blushed at the shamelessness of what she was about to do. "Watch closely." The purple-winged, pink, young mare twisted her head back and bent her wing shoulder forward. With a look at the filly that Twilight had only seen once before, the princess stroked the lesser covert feathers with her nearest cheek.

The filly watched intently, trying her best to pick up the experienced preener's technique. Cadence made her progress slowly and paused between the normally fluid gestures that made up her routine. The young mare's nethers tingled and moistened more quickly than usual, glancing frequently at the filly's stare. After only a minute, she paused and faced her little pony. The mare's lips seemed to glow subtly with her own oils. "N-now you try," Cadence prompted softly, offering Twilight the more sensitive underside.

Twilight didn't hesitate to gently bury her small muzzle in her foalsitter's plumage, but took a moment to process the musty-sweetness of the mare's feathers. It was odd. Twilight had never known birds to smell, but her winged caretaker had a distinct aroma, not at all bad, but not good in the common scratch-n-sniff sense—new.

Twilight's tongue and lips set to work.

At her foalsitter's heavy breathing, light, intermittent trembling, and happy moans, the filly was strongly reminded of her experience with Cadence not a month ago. She remembered what it had been like to have the older pony's mouth surround her small horn, polishing it lovingly with her delicate lips and warm tongue. Twilight blushed happily at the memory and let it drive her to continue to try and please the pony she admired and loved—who she knew loved her back.

As Twilight neared the end of Cadence's wing arm, she knew she hadn't done a great job at making the feather's straight, but the encouraging gasps of her older friend allayed most of her worries. “Twilight—” Cadence panted “—do me—a favor—please—and—nibble—right there—at the end!”

Twilight would have liked to ask how hard, but, judging by the princess's state, she thought she'd better just guess. Doing her best to be gentle, Twilight did as she was told, and, immediately, Cadence let out a satisfied, high-pitched moan. “Yes! Yes-yes-yes-y—” Cadence squeaked her final approval incoherently, the walls of her marehood contracted powerfully, and her face blushed brightly.

“Ohh—Twiley!” the little filly was thrilled to hear her name pronounced in ecstasy the same way she'd heard her mom and dad do during their special alone time—more confirmation of ideas she'd had about the meaning of their noises and the way her own orgasms felt caused the little filly to fight her impulse to grin widely at the success of her fact-gathering while she worked the digit at the end of her brother's special somepony's wing, oblivious to the consequences except that now she knew she would always be super special to the kind pink princess.

“S-ss-sssah-ahfter!” Cadence flinched a little until the filly obeyed, and she relaxed and blissfully rode out the remainder of her orgasm with a deep, satisfied sigh.

Biting her lip, Cadence grinned uncontrollably. “That was so wonderful, Twilight. Thank you!”

The filly stopped and looked back to grin at her in return. She inspected her progress on the wing she'd attempted to preen. Considering it had already been nice and straight before she started, it looked a little worse now than before Twilight had started. “Your wing... I... didn't make the feathers straight.” Little Twilight felt bothered, like she suddenly needed to fix it, never mind the fact that she hadn't started on the second one yet.

“That's alright, Twilight. It was your first time. I can fix them in a little bit, and maybe you can try the other wing if you still want practice, but...” despite knowing they had the whole afternoon together, Cadence looked from side to side to make sure they were still alone, “first, I'd like to return the favor.”

Assistance (Twidashforever/HarmonySplit)

Assistance

“How is this possible? Why are you faster than me?” Luna breathed out, laying on the ground, panting.

Cadance stood besides her, smirking. “A lot of practice, auntie“

“Are you calling me lazy?” Luna said with spite in her voice.

“No, but being married to a former captain of the royal guard does wonders to keep you in shape. Those ‘wing stretches’ every night aren’t bad either.”

“You are mocking me!” Luna scolded.

“Yes, I am, but it’s all in fun!” Cadance replied before taking a look at Luna’s wings. “I think you forget, I was born a pegasus.”

“I wasn’t around for that,” Luna said in a snarky tone.

“Here, I can show you a few pointers if you want. Just do what I do. Spread your wings like so.” Cadance opened her wings to their max, allowing for each feather to point outward in a peacock pattern.

“Like this?” Luna asked as she copied her niece's movements.

Cadance’s eyes went wide at what she saw, almost every single feather was out of place on her aunt’s wings. “Oh my… your wings really are a mess, auntie.”

Suddenly self-conscious, Luna pulled her wings back to her sides. “Tis a lie, our feathers are just fine!”

“Speech, auntie.” Cadance playfully scolded.

Luna looked taken aback by that, but she soon cleared her throat. “I said my feathers are fine.”

“Luna.”

That word alone got the Princess of the Night’s attention. She looked up to see the serious expression on her niece's muzzle. “Open your wings,” Cadance commanded.

She could not-not obey. With a loud sigh Luna opened her wings again. Cadance walked forward as she inspected the damage. “When was the last time you preened these?” Cadance asked.

“We used to have a servant do it…” Luna admitted.

“You’ve… never… since… you’ve… been… back…” Cadance stumbled over every word as she took in the gravity of the situation.

“We… we don’t know how. Mom taught us but it’s been so long and we’ve kinda been out of practice.”

In a flash of pink magic both mares were teleported from the courtyard to the old room Cadance used to stay in. Luna blinked her eyes clear before she comprehended what had just happened.

“I’ll teach you,” Cadance said with a smile.

“W-what?” Luna blurted out, blushing a bit.

“I’ll teach you how to preen properly,” Cadance replied softly.

“Dear niece, we don’t think that this action is necessary…” Luna shifted nervously.

“Speech, auntie. And there is no way for you to back out of it. Unless you want me to keep kicking your flank in our matches.”

“Our flank has not been kicked!”

“Yeah, it kinda was,” Cadance replied with a raspberry.

“Very well, you may instruct us on the proper way to preen,” Luna stated it like it was a privilege.

“Speech, auntie,” Cadance replied with a smile as she walked up to her aunt’s right wing. “Spread your wing out wide.”

Luna did as she was told, she knew that there was something else about this, something that yelled at her not to do this with Cadance, but for the life of her she couldn’t remember what that was.

Cadance knew what would happen before she even got started. She wasn’t worried though. Shining had two rules, no other stallions, and she had to tell him all about it afterwards.

With a quick spell, she locked Luna’s wing in place, knowing that she’d try and pull it back as soon as she got started. However, looking at the mess in front of her, she realized another problem. She knew not where to began.

‘Guess I’ll just work my way inward,’ Cadance thought.

Starting with the outermost primary feathers, Cadance inspected the damage. As she thought, it was really bad. Every third feather would have to be pulled and they all required some work. With a sigh she licked the biggest feather from the quill all the way to the tip.

“NIECE!” Luna yelled as she felt a shiver run through her. Every attempt to pull her wing back was meant in failure.

Cadance ignored her as she continued to take care of the feathers. Luna immediately knew why there was a part in her that said it was bad. Why it was bad to do this with her niece.

“Stop this right this instant. We do not agree with this kind of treatment!” Luna shrieked, but Cadance only shot her an amused gaze.

“Auntie, that’s quite normal for preening. If it feels good, that means you’re doing it right.”

“Tis so wrong.” Luna muttered, but was unable to flee.

Cadance went back to work, “You see, the vanes of your feathers have become twisted, so I soak them in my saliva and I can straighten them up,” she did as her words implied. Using her lips she lightly suckled on the feather and moved it back into place with her tongue.

She’d be lying if she said this was the ‘required’ way to do it, but the look on Luna’s face was priceless. Cadance knew from experience that only a few other actions felt anywhere near this good, and with her skill even those would be given a run for this bits.

“Stop,” the word left Luna’s mouth, but the moan that accompanied it made it sound like anything but. The last time she felt anywhere near this good was when she entered her last heat cycle and grabbed two of her night guard for relief at the same time.

Needless to say, her desire to stop this was quickly losing to something else.

Cadance smiled as she saw the work she did on the feather. It was better than the day it sprouted. With one last lick, she triggered the calamus into producing oil for the feather. She took the slightest amount in her lips and ran it down the length of the large feather. Giving it that spitshine she’d normally reserve for Shining’s member.

“One down,” Cadance said with a smile.

Luna looked at her with fear in her eyes. The last time she counted she had over fifty feathers on each wing and she felt this good at just one of them. However, she said nothing about it, while she might be afraid of what this would do, she also was rather looking forward to it.

“Tis rude to keep us waiting,” Luna said with a serious look on her face.

“Whatever you say, auntie.” Cadance smiled as she went back to work. The next feathers went without incident. While she made out a few pleasurable coos from Luna, there was no actual vocalization. However, when she got to the third feather, that all changed.

“Cadance…!” Luna let loose a moan as soon as Cadance started on the quill.

Cadance raised an eyebrow as she looked up at the night princess, “What was that, auntie?”

“We didn’t say anything,” Luna lied.

“Ah, so I was imagining your voice?” Cadance asked before running her muzzle over the feather again.

“Yes.” Luna moaned and this time she blushed furiously as she met Cadance’s gaze, they both knew she had just been caught red-hoofed.

“Auntie, it’s okay to enjoy yourself.”

“Tis… inappropriate.”

‘Let’s see how long she can hold out,’ Cadance thought with a smirk as she looked back over the work left to do. She guessed by the sound of the moan coming from Luna’s mouth, and the smell that was quickly becoming more and more pungent in the air, it would be another ten feathers before Luna would lose herself to it.

It would have been two, but the next feather had to be pulled. “Auntie, I can’t save this one.”

“What does thou mean?” Luna asked.

“Language, auntie. It means I cannot save it, I have to pull it.”

“Then pull it,” Luna said matter-of-factly.

Cadance sighed, it seemed some lessons had to be learned the hard way. Using her own wing tip she lightly stroked the quill of the feather and calamus, causing oil to start dripping down the feather’s length. She didn’t stop though, she let more and more oil come down from the arm of the wing. Gripping the quill in her mouth, she lightly started to twist it, almost as if she were straightening it.

Luna cooed louder and louder as Cadance worked over the wing. She felt her own nethers growing slightly damp as the sensation overcame her mental blocks. Too much longer and she’d no longer be able to keep her hoof away. However, that pleasure quickly became a sharp pain as Cadance pulled with all her might.

“OUCH!” Luna yelled out. She glared at Cadance with anger in her eyes.

Cadance spit out the feather and smiled. “Relax, you big foal.”

“We are not a foal!”

“Whatever you say, auntie,” Cadance replied as she went back to work. There was a small amount of blood but a quick dabble with her hoof put a stop to it. Smiling, she saw that the next three feathers could be saved. ‘I bet I can make her cum with just these three’, the thought had it’s own appeal and now Cadance wanted to make it happen.

With a devilish smile she went to the first, softly running her muzzle over it, her tongue playfully lapping out. After the first soft nibbles she could sense that Luna started to feel good again. Maybe it would go faster than she thought.

As the Princess of Love, Cadance knew all about love, the emotional connection and the physical. Including the parts that ponies foolishly thought were somehow ‘inappropriate’, she put those skills to work now.

Each feather was treated as a different lover. She started jumping from one to another, she straightened the middle one while she lightly licked the calamus of the first, before going to the third and taking it into her mouth with small licks of her tongue.

Luna responded in kind, each and every sensation was causing the lunar princess to grow that much more hot. She could no longer keep her head down, with each jump, each lick of Cadance’s tongue, she found herself right upon the edge of her own pleasure. Skirting it at first, but then practically hanging from it.

Cadance knew what she was doing, more so than any other soul in existence. She pushed Luna to the edge with just the right amount of licks, only to bring her back at the last possible second, all without touching any of the ‘fun’ bits most ponies had to rely on.

Such was her toolbox that she needed none of that to get somepony off. And besides, seeing her aunt writhe under her ministrations was a thrill in its own right.

All too soon the end was fast approaching, there was little else she could do for these three and the next would have to be pulled. However, she wanted to go out with a bang. With her magic she lightly started to twist the third feather as she stuck out her tongue and slightly licked the base of the second from the underside.

The words that came out of Luna’s mouth caused Cadance to blush slightly. The night princess’s body was wracked in orgasmic bliss as she arched and swayed her back uncontrollably. Luna’s left wing shot out, no longer able to stay by her side. Her nethers grew from damp to dripping with her juices as she sprayed across the sheets behind her.

Cadance wanted to pause and admire her work, but she used this time to pull the next two feathers, knowing that in her current state Luna would not even feel it.

“Thou are an artist,” Luna said as she opened her eyes.

“We all have our talents, auntie.”

“Well, we demand your assistance more in future.” Luna said, before frowning at her own speech.

“Who said that we’re done, Auntie?”

Author's Note

Something we wrote in the middle of the night.
Sometimes, we're just bored.

by Twidashforever and HarmonySplit

Her Teacher, Her Sister (DonnEStarside)

Her Teacher, Her Sister

“C’mon Scoots! You really gotta flap ‘em hard!” Rainbow exclaimed excitedly to her young trainee. Scootaloo nodded with a grin, then jumped up into the air and flapped her wings hard, trying to gain some altitude. She smiled as she went up a few feet and was able to hover there, which was a massive accomplishment to the filly. Just a few weeks before she hadn’t been able to do even this. As Rainbow watched the excited filly however, she noticed the young pegasus had to flap harder and faster than she should have needed to merely maintain such a low altitude.

After a couple of moments, Scootaloo lurched suddenly to one side and fell with a surprised cry. Rainbow’s heart rate spiked as she saw this and dashed forward, catching the filly before she could hit the ground, then gently landed and set her down.

“Oh my gosh! Are you OK? What happened?!” Rainbow rambled off quickly in concern. She’d deny it to anypony she didn’t know well enough, but Scootaloo was very important to her. The filly was a sister to her and, as any sibling would, she cared for and worried a great deal about her.

Scootaloo shook her head gently to try and clear it from the shock of the fall, then looked to Rainbow with an embarrassed smile. “Yeah, I’m fine sis, don’t worry.” Rainbow let out a relieved sigh and smiled. Ever since the camping trip where she agreed to take the filly under her wing, Scootaloo had started calling her ‘sis’ or ‘big sister’ and, not that she’d ever admit it, it made her happier than she knew how to describe.

Rainbow had never had a sibling, older or younger. She chuckled quietly to herself as she thought back to when she was a filly. She constantly asked her parents when she’d get a little brother or sister. One time she even went so far as to lock her parents in their bedroom and tell them they couldn’t leave until they gave her one. When her parents learned that she had taken in Scootaloo as a sister, they convinced her to bring Scootaloo to their house and told her the story, much to Rainbows embarrassment.

“Umm… Hello? Equestria to Dash!” Scootaloo called out after a few moments of Rainbow zoning out, waving a hoof in front of her face.

“Huh? What? Oh, sorry kiddo, just kinda zoned out for a sec.” Rainbow replied with an embarrassed smile. She then remembered what had happened and looked to Scootaloo. “What the hay happened back there? You looked like you just suddenly lost control.”

Scootaloo looked back to her wings and shrugged. “I don’t know! All of a sudden I just couldn’t get enough air under one of my wings.” Rainbow rubbed a hoof under her chin and hummed as she thought about what could cause that, then walked over and looked closely at one of Scootaloo’s wings. After a moment she facehoofed and groaned.

“Scoots, your wings are a mess! No wonder you’re having so much trouble! They look like you’ve never preened them in your life!” she exclaimed with a frown.

Scootaloo looked to Rainbow with a confused expression. “Preening? What’s that?”

Rainbow rolled her eyes. “Uh huh, yeah. Acting like you don’t know won’t get you out of trouble.”

Scootaloo just looked even more confused. “No, I really don’t know! What is preening?”

Rainbow just looked at Scootaloo with a dumbfounded expression. “What is preening? How can you not know this? You’re plenty old enough to know what it is! Your parents really should have taught you by now, it’s important! I think I need to to talk to your folks about this.” Scootaloo’s eyes shot open and she paled.

“No! You can’t! I-i mean, they’re busy right now a-and I don’t really want to bother them.” she cried out, making rainbow recoil in surprise, before trying to calm down and stuttering her words as she averted her eyes from Rainbow. Rainbow held a hoof to her muzzle and shook her head.

“No squirt, this is important. Pegasi parents are supposed to teach their kids how to preen when they’re younger than you are. I want to know why they haven’t taught you. Now let’s go.” She stood up and started leading the way out of the park they were in, before turning around and looking back to Scootaloo. “Huh, come to think of it, I don’t actually know where you live. Why don’t you lead the way?”

Scootaloo sat there shaking slightly, then let out a shaky sigh and looked down. “I can’t…” Rainbow got a confused look.

“What, why not? It’s not like you don’t know where it is…” She walked over and sat in front of Scootaloo, confused as to why the filly was so opposed to the whole thing.

Scootaloo just shook her head. “No, I can’t because… because I don’t have a home to lead you too… I-i live in an old shed at Sweet Apple Acres, Apple Bloom fixed it up for me like she fixed our clubhouse.”

Rainbow’s jaw dropped in shock. “W-what? How is… When did... Why didn’t you tell me?” she pulled Scootaloo into a hug as the young filly started crying.

“I-I didn’t… Want you to… W-worry about m-me, a-and I didn’t want you to c-care for me out of p-pity…” she sobbed into Rainbow’s chest as the older pegasus held her close. Rainbow looked around and worried for a moment that someone might see them, then shook the thought away.

Buck my reputation, Scoots is more important than that.

She nuzzled Scootaloo and gently rubbed a hoof along her back to try and calm her down. “Hey, it’s alright. I’m here for you…” Scootaloo cried for a few minutes, letting out the fear and emotional pain she’s gone through for so long. As the tears slowly came to a halt, the filly looked up to her adoptive sister.

“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you Rainbow Dash, but I was afraid to. I didn’t want you to only care about me out of pity. Even when I knew for sure that you cared about me anyway… I was still afraid to tell you. I was afraid you’d be upset that I kept it from you, that you’d think I didn’t trust you. That’s not true, I trust you more than anypony. You’re the only one who ever wanted to call me family,” The filly said sadly, leaning into the older mare’s embrace.

“Well… Maybe I could make you my sister officially.” Rainbow smiled slightly and nuzzled the filly, trying to comfort her and cheer her up. Scootaloo looked up at Rainbow with a shocked expression.

“You’d… You’d really do that Rainbow Dash?” She asked incredulously, shocked that Rainbow would take her in like that. Rainbow nodded and looked at the filly seriously.

“Of course I would! I told you that you’re my sister, and I meant it!” Rainbow exclaimed, stomping her hoof for emphasis. “I’m not going to let my sister be homeless and not have a family!” She looks around and notices it’s starting to get dark. “We’ll go see Mayor Mare in the morning. For tonight, let’s go home and I’ll teach you how to preen your wings.” She smiled and stood up, then knelt down to let the filly jump up on her back. Scootaloo looked to the older mare in shock for a moment before shaking it off and climbing onto her back, wrapping her hooves around Rainbow’s neck.

“Thank you…” Scootaloo whispered softly. Rainbow smiled and turned to look at the filly, nuzzling her cheek affectionately before facing forward and taking off into the sky, heading for her cloud home.

Our cloud home now. I kinda like how that sounds. Rainbow thought, then smiled wider as she landed on the porch of her home. She opened the door and walked inside, closed the door behind her, then headed into the living room. When she got there she knelt down so Scootaloo could hop off. “Hop down and sit down on the couch squirt.” Scootaloo nodded and hopped off of her sister’s back, then walked over and hopped up onto the couch. Rainbow followed suit and sat to her left. “Alright Squirt, turn to the right and spread out your left wing. Things may feel a little ‘weird’, but I’ll try to keep that from happening too much ok?” Scootaloo nodded and did as she was told, turning away from Rainbow and spreading her left wing.

Rainbow inspected the filly’s wing before sighing softly at the terrible shape it was in. She leaned in and latched onto a feather with her lips before slowly readjusting it. Scootaloo gasped and shuddered at the strange feeling it caused before forcing herself to hold still. Rainbow giggled softly, remembering when her father taught her to preen and how awkward it was. I hope this doesn’t end up like that… She thought as she moved onto the next feather. A few feathers on she found one she’d have to pull. “Hey Scoots, I’m going to have to pull this feather, ok?”

Scootaloo looked back with a confused expression. “What, why?” Rainbow mentally facehoofed, having forgotten that Scootaloo didn’t know anything about preening.

“Because if your feathers aren’t clean and in the right place, then you won’t be able to get lift. If a feather is damaged or old, then you need to remove it so that a new one can grow in it’s place.” Rainbow replied. Scootaloo nodded in understanding before facing forward again. Rainbow leaned in and gently licked at the base of the feather, trying to wiggle it loose, before pulling it out and making Scootaloo wince. Rainbow spit out the feather, then leaned in and gently licked at the spot where the feather used to be, trying to ease the pain.

Minutes passed as Rainbow carefully preened the filly’s wings. Each time she gently adjusted a feather, or licked over a spot where she’d had to remove one, Scootaloo felt more and more of that strange new feeling, sending tingles down between her hind legs.

“R-Rainbow Dash? I’m getting a really weird feeling… down there. I-is that normal?” the filly asked nervously, causing dash to sigh.

Crap, this is totally ending up like that time with dad… She thought before nuzzling Scootaloo reassuringly. “Don’t worry squirt, that’s perfectly normal. It happens to most pegasi, some more than others.”

“I-I kinda like it, can you keep going?” Scootaloo asked, blushing nervously. Dash sighed and sat in thought for a moment, before standing up and heading upstairs to her room.

“Alright squirt, but let’s move upstairs. I’ll show you even more ways to get that feeling.” She said, laughing softly. Well, let’s hope I’m less awkward about it then dad was a least.

Author's Note

Well, other than that awful background story for my OC that I wrote at 2 AM and uploaded, this is the first thing I’ve really written myself in a long time. I may or may not write a second, clop-filled chapter. No promises… Unless Scratch convinces* me to write it. Anyway, hope you like it folks.
-DonnE Starside

*= Read as “forces”

Just Relax (HarmonySplit)

Author's Note

Welp, I'm not dead.

This is somewhat of a test. A test, if I can still write at least to some part decent things, and if people still want to read my stuff. Maybe better as a single story? Idk...
I got other stuff in the works as well, so here is hope I'm back^^

Just Relax (HarmonySplit)

Just Relax

There were a lot of things Twilight would never admit. One of those things, unsuspected from others of the academic mare, was that her work as Princess of Friendship was hard and strenuous at points. Besides her court, accidents in Ponyville, and her regular visits to Canterlot to help with matters falling into her expertise, she rarely had time for herself anymore.

It wasn’t in any way that she regretted her wings or regalia, but sometimes she was more than unsure if she really deserved them. Besides the support of her family, friends, and even Celestia and Luna, there were a lot of ponies that thought her young and naive. The main source of this coming from the nobles.

Those thoughts were interrupted as she opened the door of her Castle, just to be swept off her hooves, right into the dark orchid ones of the most trusted pony by her side. “Had a rough day again?” Tempest asked before giving her a light kiss.

Before Twilight could get lost in her opal orbs, she responded in kind and sighed. “The nobles are getting more and more troublesome. No matter what I do or achieve, it’s not enough. Blueblood always manages to rile them up, no matter what even Celestia says. I don’t understand what I can do to-”

Her words were interrupted by a hoof on her lips and a warm smile. Getting a good look at Tempest now, her eyes widened. While Tempest Shadow insisted on her old name more often than not, right now she was definitely not that mare. It looked like she had showered and groomed herself, the mane not made up in its usual style, but rather soft and laid down to one side. She didn’t even wear her armor or uniform, which was extremely rare. In one word for Twilight, she was breathtaking.

“I take it you approve,” Tempest smiled. “I talked with Rarity about you and the stress you had, so she suggested we go to the spa, pamper me, and when you came home I make you completely relax. Sound good?” Her voice broke at the end a bit, as if fearing she had gone a bit far with this plan.

Her brain still in astonishment, the only thing the lavender alicorn could do was nod as she was already being carried up the crystalline stairs on her lover’s back. “What are we going to do?” Twilight finally found her voice, but all she got was a chuckle.

“Don’t you worry your head about that,” Tempest said softly as she opened the door to their bedroom, gently disposing of her valuable freight onto the bed. “Now please, on your stomach and just relax.”

“Do you know how hard it is to just relax? The nobles are as bad as never before, and every-” Twilight retorted, but a hoof on her right wing, gently unfolding it, made her stop, losing her train of thought.

“Which is why you’ll be relaxing and staying here while I preen your wings,” was the unicorn’s answer, before taking a lick over one of Twilight’s wing muscles. “And maybe more, if you are nice.”

Twilight shuddered, a light moan coming off her lips at the touch. It had been too long since she allowed herself to relax, too long since there was time to make love to Tempest. The last thing she wanted to do was ruin this, so she kept her body as still as possible and relaxed her wings, giving the unicorn no resistance on her path.

Tempest nibbled gently on a few primaries, aligning them as they should be. “That’s a good mare. It has been way too long since we did anything like this, and from the state of your wings, they haven’t been preened thoroughly in a while.”

“Never time,” Twilight moaned out, concentrating on the feeling in her wings while the only pony she would allow to do it besides herself did a thorough job, straightening all feathers from base to tip, not neglecting tertials, secondaries or primaries. On that, Twilight had to chuckle slightly. Even now she couldn’t help herself but to use correct terms.

“Something funny?” came the request, but Twilight got no time to answer as the unicorn bit down slightly on a broken feather, yanking it out and making the alicorn hiss in pleasure and pain. “Sorry, love, but that one was unsalvageable.” The reply was a repressed groan, making her chuckle and continue her work as Twilight was trying to keep a level head. Something being made harder and harder by her growing arousal.

Tempest did a wonderful job in her mind, combining the preening with a lot of teasing, adding pressure on nerves and muscles you normally wouldn’t, but it made the whole experience that much better. And Twilight already dreaded the end of it. Something the unicorn seemed to have anticipated.

“I hope you don’t think this is going to be a quick job,” Tempest chuckled before laying one wing down and slowly unfolding the other one. This time, however, she changed her location and instead of sitting next to Twilight, she positioned herself right over the alicorn. Before Twilight could ask what she wanted to do, a soft hoof touched her nethers, sending her nerves into overdrive as a rather harsh bite followed it on her left wing. Her moan vibrated through the castle, making her bite down on her blanket.

“I fail to see me lasting long,” Twilight breathed out, words muffled through the blanket, with a small smile forming. “But I also fail to see this being a one-time thing.”

“That’s exactly my thought,” Tempest answered her, lightly licking over the delicate coverlet feather of her left wing, her hoof gently grinding between her legs. “I want to do this kind of thing more often, Twilight. Not necessarily sex, but making you feel good after a hard day of work. All I do is sit on my flank or guard the castle.”

“Ahhhh- I’m sorry but I think Celestia is right.. If you accompanied me as a guard to Canterlot, the nobles would freak out.”

Tempest growled, maybe adding a bit more pressure than necessary. ”And why should we care? They can’t ruin you, you’re stronger than any of them! Those ponies stopped being nobles a long time ago.” She paused, collecting herself before continuing her softer ministrations. “Granted, some of them are more down to Equestria, like Fleur de Lis and her husband, but the rest of them? If I didn’t promise the princesses that I would never raise my hoof outside my duty for you, I would’ve smashed their muzzles long ago!”

“Can we please stop this topic? I’m pretty close,” came the moaned reply.

“I’m sorry, Twilight. I just can’t stand how they treat you,” Tempest mumbled before adding more pressure to her lover’s nethers, the nibbles and licks on her wings intensifying tenfold. Out of practise, she knew where the sensitive spots were. While hesitant at first, Twilight quickly agreed to help her learn the act of preening, and those lessons Twilight enjoyed quickly turned to their first sexual preening and makeout. A day that brought a smile to Tempest’s lips.

By now, her own nethers were slick with arousal and she had an idea. A difficult one they tried once, but it would make the evening more special. “Would you please get on your back, your wings still spread?”

Twilight, confused and frazzled, narrowed her eyes. “Why did you stop, I was so damn close!”

“Relax,” Tempest grinned, kissing her muzzle. “I got an idea you’ll love.”

The alicorn had another remark on her tongue, but she trusted Tempest and did as she was told. It was an awkward position, only a bit uncomfortable through her outstretched wings. When Tempest moved on top of her, one leg over hers and getting down until their nethers touched, she couldn’t help but let lose a moan, mixed with another surge of arousal. What made it even better was her lover reaching to her sides to nibble on her wings, switching from left to right once in a while as their nethers rubbed against each other, slick arousal spreading with both mares moaning.

It didn’t take long for Twilight to reach her breaking point. With the marehood of her lover rubbing against her own hardness, soft nibbles and hard bites mixed on her wings’ nerves and muscles, she came hard.

“I’m…. I’m… I’m AAahhhhhhhh-” was all she got out before she came violently against her lover, drenching the sheets in her juices as she held Tempest dear against her chest.

Tempest chuckled as the alicorn crushed her, used to the fact that Twilight still sometimes forgot her strength. Her mission was accomplished and she felt proud, having allowed the alicorn a small recess from the worries of the day.

The only matter left was her own painful arousal, begging to be taken care of.

“Uhm, Twilight? Do you mind helping me out a little? Twilight?”

The only answer she got was a soft snore, trapped still in her hooves.

“Are you serious now?” she groaned, hanging her head as she realized she was stuck like that and couldn’t move away. “For bucks sake!”

This ending was definitely not planned.

A Movie And Some Wings (SpitfiresSpitfire)

A Movie And Some Wings

Flitter was on the couch, reading one of the new novels she loved so much. The evening had been quiet so far, something she enjoyed every now and then. The main reason for that silence was probably her sister Cloudchaser being gone for the past several hours.

Flitter sighed and turned the page with a wing. While she had not intended too, her eyes fell upon the state they were in.. They weren’t a complete mess, but they were not uniform, feathers seemly sticking in various directions. Another sigh, she hated preening. Despite being shown the way to do it a hundred times over, she was never able to do it properly alone. Some time ago, her mother would’ve helped, but those times were over.

With a sudden crash the front door flew wide open and Cloudchaser rushed in, jumping onto her sister. “Flitter! You’ll never guess what I got!”

“Do I even want to know?`” Flitter asked, trying to act like she was concentrating on her book.

Cloudchaser leaned in closer. “I got tickets for that romance movie you wanted to see. For this evening!”

Flitter blushed and gulped. Cloudchaser was laying rather awkwardly on her in a very un-sisterlike position, Flitter couldn’t help but feel her heart pumping faster.. With a groan she nudged her sister off of her.

“You didn’t had to do that sis! I wanted to go see it with Cloud Kicker next week!” Flitter said as she closed her book and looked at Cloudchaser.

Cloudchaser pouted and her ears dropped. “I thought you’d be happy to see it with me.”

Seeing that her sister took her answer in the worst possible way, Flitter sighed, rose from the couch, and wrapped a wing around her. “I am happy! Just, next time, let me know in advance. Now I’ll have to pretend that I did not see it so I don’t let Cloud Kicker down when we watch it together. But, I’m really happy to go and watch the movie with you!”

Cloudchaser smiled and leaned into the hug. “The movie starts in two hours.” She broke from the embrace and made her way to her room. ‘I hope you enjoy the evening, little sister.’ she thought with a smile.

°°°

The sisters were waiting in line in front of the theatre. Cloudchaser looked at her sister and caught the worried and unnerved expression on her face. She gently nudged her with one wing, causing her to look up.

“Don’t worry, we’ll get in there and enjoy the movie!” Cloudchaser said with a smile, one which was returned with a nod by Flitter.

It took them some good minutes, but finally they were in and looking for a seat. The movie theater wasn’t packed, but all of the lower seats near the screen were occupied. Cloudchaser caught a row in the upper corner, there was a large section of seats that were empty all by themselves.. With a smile she led her sister to them.

‘They’re perfect’ Cloudchaser thought as they sat down.

For a while, nothing but the chats and sounds of the ponies at the front of the theater could be heard, then the lights dimmed until the theater went dark and everypony fellsilent. With a smile, Cloudchaser leaned on her sister, causing Flitter to sigh happily.

The movie started and Flitter smiled. She had been wanted to see this movie since she first heard about it, but every time, she went it was either sold out or nopony had time to go with her. Flitter hated to go alone, be it shopping or seeing a movie. It was just something that was better to do with company, of that she was sure about. And doing it with her big sister always made things better.

At one of the best parts of the movie, the handsome rugged stallion just swooped the mare off her hooves, Flitter’s wings pooffed open as she almost jumped up out of her seat. The action cause her to smack her sister in the face with her feathers. Slightly embarrassed, she tucked her wings back to her side, thinking that was the end of it. She heard a small whistle and some tugging at her wings. Looking to her side she saw that Cloudchaser was trying to unfold her wings and inspect them. Flitter shook her head and turned to the movie again.

However, Cloudchaser wasn’t one to easily give up. After some trying, she finally unfolded her sisters left wing, inspecting it over and over. The feathers were out of uniform, some of them were even twisted into each other.

“Why don’t you preen them properly, Flitter?” Cloudchaser asked, her voice low and sad.

“Because it hurts…” was all Flitter whispered back, trying to ignore her sister’s comments.

Her concentration melted as she felt a soft touch over her feathers, nestling through them in a gentle manner. Snapping her head to her sister, she caught Cloudchaser with her muzzle straightening her feathers, softly tugging every single one into its right position.

With a small wince she turned her attention back to the movie, trying to ignore the pleasuring feeling that shot from her feathers and through her whole body. Cloudchaser really knew how to preen properly and despite her best attempts to ignore it, Flitter began to enjoy herself.

Cloudchaser saw her sister calming down and the tension leaving her body, so she returned her focus completely to the wing under her mercy. Her muzzle softly dug on the feathers, twisting and pulling them all straight. Every now and then her actions elected a muffled moan or whimper from her sister, a clear indicator that she was enjoying herself. With a smirk, Cloudchaser brushed over the more sensitive places, the wing under her ministrations started to twitch. Too soon the wing was done and Cloudchaser smirked at Flitter before sitting straight up again, focus on the movie.

She wasn’t catching much before she heard flapping and a small breeze, then a soft feeling on her left side. Cloudchaser turned her head and smiled, Flitter had switched her place and was now sitting on her other site, the unpreened wing unfolded.

Without further questions Cloudchaser went to work, this time spending more time. Maybe she was going to far, but this time she left small licks on the nerves and under the joints, causing Flitter to gasp and moan a bit louder. She really liked that reaction and continued, even as the wing was done.

Trailing kisses and lick from base to tip, she especially concentrated on every single nerve she knew. She even went as far as to give small bites now and then, causing Flitter to shove a hoof into her muzzle to stifle louder noises. Cloudchaser noticed the tickle between her legs and the wetness forming, but she shrugged it off. She was sure that her sister was in the same state.

Just as Cloudchaser built up the nerve to take it one step further, the sound suddenly died off and the lights came on. She stopped dead in her tracks, and quickly tried to sit straight and smile like nothing had happened. The ponies in the front of the theater rose and made to leave..

As they were the last ones out, Flitter gave her sister a sly smile. “Thank you. We should do that again, sometime soon.” Flitter blew her a raspberry followed by a very un-sisterlike wink and rose, heading for the exit. Cloudchaser gasped at the sight of her sisters flank, she could definitely see the wetness glistening while the tail gently swayed up. A glance at her sister’s seat removed any lingering doubt, with a gulp she follow her sister.

She had no idea what the rest of the night would bring..

Author's Note

The first thing I actually wrote. Well, with small help.
Also a gift to Scratch since she loves Cloudchaser and Flitter

by SpitfiresSpitfire