Kingdom of Loving: Fear and Loving in the Crystal Empire

Chapter 15: There and On Her Back Again

The wedding day came and went. It seemed like such an odd thing to feel her brother’s wedding was not the most exciting thing that had happened during Twilight’s week in the Crystal Kingdom, but compared to everything else, a wedding was just about as normal as she could get. She was still trying to figure out what was truly the highlight as she sat on the train, rumbling back towards the southern kingdom of Equestria. Her clothes clung to her body in an oddly unfamiliar way. The freedom her fur had felt while she was in the Crystal Kingdom had begun to suit her. Did that mean she was truly embracing their ideals, or did something about being naked become all the more enjoyable when she knew there was somepony who appreciated it?

Twilight let her mind wander as she looked out the window at the same rolling countryside that had welcomed her one week before. She wanted to push past the tearful goodbyes at the train station. There was so much more she had to think about than how much she would miss her brother, her sister-in-law, and her girlfriend.

The ceremony had taken place on time and without interruption. Cadance and Shining had never looked more in love as they stood at the altar to Harmony while the officiating cleric went through their vows. Shining had to hold her hand with his left because his right arm was in a sling, while she made sure to stand with her right eye facing the crowd because her left eye was only just starting to open from its purple swelling. All throughout the crowd of bandaged ponies watched amid smiles and sighs. Twilight once again felt underdressed as she sat next to Sunset who had a bandage around her upper arm. She only suffered a few scrapes and bruises which were hidden by her fur and compared to what her girlfriend had been through, she felt extraordinarily lucky they both weren't worse for wear.

Sunset had resumed her pony form once they’d come back to the surface. She was starting to accept that the swarm was now under her control, and despite the fact that her mother had attempted to exterminate all life in the kingdom, Cadance had promised that her changelings would be welcome so long as they were willing to work together and come to an agreement on how to obtain their emotional sustenance. Sunset was eager to discuss terms and before the day was out she was already gathering the changelings that hadn't fled the kingdom to introduce them to the ponies of the kingdom. All in all, it made her pretty happy, and Twilight had been practically attached to her every waking minute since they’d gotten back.

It had been an emotional rollercoaster for her, but the crescendo hadn’t come until they were back in her room the night of the reception.

Twilight laid on her bed with Sunset, gently playing her fingers through her mane.

“I still don’t get you,” Sunset murmured, laying on her side and watching the purple pony.

“What do you mean?” Twi asked, sitting up slightly on one elbow.

“Oh, you know, just the fact some random girl you happened to meet is all over you, and she’s a changeling on top of it. And you’re still here after her mother tried to destroy all of Equestria.”

Twilight blushed softly. “Sunset, that’s not who you are,” after a moment of deliberation. “You did what you thought was right, but not just for yourself. You tried to help. You wanted to, but things were just different than what you expected. And I’ve learned quite a lot about different expectations since I’ve been here.”

Sunset giggled and leaned in to take a kiss from that cute, philosophizing mouth.

“Speaking of learning, are you ready for your lesson?”

Twilight’s cheeks burned curiously as Sunset began to edge down the bed, encouraging Twi to lay on her back and spread her thighs. It was a vulnerable position, but she trusted Sunset. Her fingers ran through her purple fur and caressed up around her pelvis slowly, drawing smooth tracts up through her pelt.

“Mm, if I’m your first girlfriend,” Twilight posed in an obviously playful voice, “how do you know your way around a pony so well?”

Sunset slid a hand down out of sight, rummaging under the bed for a moment. She produced a book with a plain cover, emblazoned with a gold circle comprised of intertwined pony figures. She dropped it heavily onto the bed next to Twilight, who immediately turned red in the face and glanced at the nightstand. How? When?!

All further protests melted when she felt the warmth of Sunset’s tongue splaying out across her labia, tracing its breadth along her outer folds and right up to her hood. Pressing forward into a lewd kiss, Sunset’s breath washed through her pubic fur and teased at the damp trail she’d left cross Twi’s snatch while her tongue continued onward in a probing delve that raked right along that spot just inside her inner, upper wall her fingers always played at. She shivered and curled her hooves against the foot of the bed, her hands diving underneath the pillows her head was resting against as the happiest sound she knew how to make squeaked out of her lips.

That had been Twilight’s best memory, she was certain. It still made her tummy flutter and warm, and though she knew it would be a while before she could see Sunset again, nothing would ever be able to take away what they’d had or what they’d accomplished, together. As the train rumbled along the tracks back to the south, she took out a roll of parchment from her bookbag, fetched an inkpen, and began to compose her report.

Dear Princess Celestia, the words flowed naturally and familiar. She took a deep breath and realized what she was just about to write, and her fingertips froze just above the paper. Her eyes stared into the depths of the off-white material as if she could somehow visualize the words spelling out the lurid details of her time in the Crystal Kingdom, of her moaning and gyrating under a changeling’s deceptively long and flexible tongue, of crying out to the high heavens and ringing the crystal chandelier like a chime.

Ah, crap.