The library was pitch black when Twilight jerked her head up from under a sea of soft blue blanket. She blinked sleep drenched eyes and drew in a wide and lazy yawn. For a moment, the ebony coating of the library confused her. Was it night? Had she really slept for so lon- no, no, it was coming back to her. It was late morning and they were snowed in. The library no-the town, was completely buried underneath tons of snow. She had just found out and she'd started to panic. That's when Trixie had helped 'calm' her down. Twilight grinned.

"Sateen-Kaari, Lumos," She mumbled under her breath; one of Trixie's spells. Of course she didn't actually need to say anything, but somehow, reciting the verbal incantation because it was Trixie's seemed to make it special somehow. Her horn gave a spark and each and every candle in the library flickered to life. Colors of reds, and blues, greens and yellows danced eagerly at wicks in a beautiful spectacle around her, and Twilight's grin grew wider. She gave a wistful sigh, looking down at the gently sleeping mage at her side. After Trixie had helped calm Twilight down from the initial shock of discovering they were trapped, she had tugged a blanket from the couch atop them both. Twilight had quickly dozed off after that, but now she was wide awake. Wide awake and beaming ear to ear. She was happy. No, not happy. What was beyond happy? Euphoric? Yes! Yes, she was euphoric! She bounced to her hooves and danced across the floor into the kitchen, swinging her hips with every step.

The kitchen. Why the kitchen? She had no idea, but this sudden new found energy radiating through her demanded she do something with her time. Her horn gave a flicker and the oven sparked to life. What to make, what to ma- brownies. No! Cookies! Why not both? Both sounded good. She'd make both! Oh, and icing, they had some icing, didn't they? She could even do a cake!! They were trapped in a tree, she had the time! She giggled quietly to herself and tried to calm down, but everything seemed so wonderful and perfect and cozy, she couldn't help but to smile. Twilight lifted up on her hind legs and leaned against the counter and tried to take a cleansing breath. Somewhere in her mind, she theorized the nervous energy of her original panic was somehow being processed into hyper activity. The sort of hyper activity that had ponies freaking out in a crisis. She'd been that way too, until Trixie happened. Now it was all positive energy. Like some sort of 'turbo afterglow.' Instead of being trapped inside of a frozen tree, Trixie had helped her realize they were secluded together in a frozen tree. Their own little winter wonderland, undisturbed and untouched from the entire world. A little slice of heaven, really. She gave another sigh and turned towards the doorway to the kitchen, where she heard a quiet shuffling.

"I thought we agreed you weren't allowed near the oven without parental guidance," Trixie snickered from the door frame. Twilight turned and stabbed her tongue out at the other mage, but still couldn't stop the grin that overthrew her cheeks.

"Humph. You won't get any brownies, if you keep talking like that," Twilight snipped. Trixie wandered over and gently wrapped her hooves around the other girl's hips, leaning in close to whisper into her ear.

"Mmmmm, consequently Trixie also won't get any brownies if you set the house on fire with us inside it, " she whispered with a teasing grin. Twilight tore away from her with a gruff snort and narrowed her eyes.

"I can bake Trixie. I've been practicing, and Pinkies been helping me, " Twilight snapped. Trixie's lips twisted into a sly, sinister grin, and she leaned against one of the counters.

"Alright. Bake something," she said. Simple enough. That was an easy challenge. Twilight grinned, and tossed her head loftily towards the upper cabinets.

"I am going to bake...........ummmm........cookies! Yes. Just you watch!" Twilight announced boldly. Milk wafted over from the refrigerator, along with eggs, butter, and flour from various directions.

"Baking powder, baking soda, salt, um , eggs, butter, flour, OH, and chocolate chips..." Twilight rattled off the checklist in her head. Trixie smiled warmly and nodded, taking a step back and crossing her arms, leaning against the adjacent counter. She had a front row seat and this was going to be fun.

"Good, good don't forget the onions, "She added casually. Twilight rolled her eyes and offered her marefriend a snort.

"I TOLD you I know how to bake Trixie," Twilight announced, now starting to get slightly irritated. Her horn glowed and the upper cabinet opened and three onions floated out and hovered in the air. She paused.

"Wait-a-minute..." Twilight grumbled. To Trixie's credit she did not smile or giggle to give the game away. She had a perfect poker face for when Twilight glanced over at her in confusion. To Twilight's credit she was fairly sure the recipe for cookies didn't call for onions. Fairly sure. But, then, what if Trixie had been telling the truth? What if she just wanted to help, and what if you did make cookies with- no. No that was silly. No. She was positive you didn't bake cookies with onions. But...But Trixie had said it so casually...and what would she have to gain from tricking Twilight into ruining a batch of cookies? No. No. Maybe she was forgetting something. It wasn't onions, but it was something, right? Okay, wait. Let's go step by step: Sugar, flour, eggs-. Trixie disrupted her train of thought with a sinister giggle.

"Problem my dear chef? Trixie would loooooove to try one of your cookies." Trixie cooed teasingly. Twilight gave a grim snort. She'd never heard of onion cookies before. No, this was silly! Wait, Pinkie made onion cookies once but they were horrible. But was that because of the onions? Or was it just Pinkie's recipe? She'd never paid much attention in school about cooking. How did they get those tastes to go so well together? No, you're over thinking this. All logical reasoning pointed away from adding the onions to cookies... but that didn't mean she wouldn't add them anyway. She grinned quietly, and blew the blue pony a loving kiss. Trixie would get the first taste, she was Twilight's mare friend after all.

I'm not adding onions Trixie, har har har. Now you shoo. I've got the oven preheated. I'll let you know when they're done." Twilight explained, waggling a hoof dismissively towards Trixie. Trixie gave a little harrumph that her prank failed and stuck her tongue out in turn.

"So close." She grinned, before trotting out of the kitchen. Good, that gave Twilight the chance to add something else to the batch. There was some tomato juice in the fridge...she could soak one of them in that, ooh, maybe add some parsley to the dough, then play dumb, and pretend she made the cookies exactly how Trixie wanted them. She giggled quietly to herself and shook her head.

She quickly combined the ingredients, making one specifically for Trixie. In a little less than ten minutes, she found herself, looking over the tray of perfectly aligned little dough balls. She popped them into the oven and bit her lower lip with a dark grin. She couldn't wait till the look on Trixie's face. She chuckled to herself, she'd been spending way to much time with that mare and it was starting to sho- She squealed when something firmly tugged on her tail.

Twilight yelped in surprise as her rear end began to lift into the air, surrounded by a pale glowing aura. She was lifted up and spun around, before being unceremoniously deposited her so she was sitting on the kitchen counter. And sitting next to the counter, and looking oh so smugly was the owner of that aura, dressed in a simple apron that read "Kiss the cook" on the front. She lifted up on her hind legs, and peered up at twilight, bracing herself against the counter with her fore hooves.

"I'm here to help, " Trixie purred quietly, resting her fore hooves on Twilight's knees. Twilight tilted her head in puzzlement and Trixie simple gestured towards the oven with an impish smile.

"I'm gonna help you pass the time while your cookies bake. "Trixie whispered with a husky moan, before dipping her head down and gliding her tongue ever so gently over the soft, tender petals of Twilight's privates. The purple pony gave a gasp of shock, bracing herself by grasping the the edge of the counter with her hind legs dangling off, while Trixie gave her exposed sex another lick. She was practically eye level with Twilight's tunnel in this position.

"W-What? No, h-hang on..."She whimpered, but Trixie only increased her grip on the pony girl's knees, spreading them nice and wide while she treated herself to another sample of Twilight's personal flavor. "We can't do this here! T-the kitchen-" Twilight babbled while she squirmed helplessly from those lovingly teasing licks. Trixie peered up at Twilight momentarily, before her lips twisted into a dark grin.

"Now, normally, Trixie would think twice about such an absolutely filthy act. Good little girls don't do this sort of thing, do they? But everypony knows, Twilight is a naughty librarian who loves breaking the rules! And having sex in a public library!? The kitchen of all places! How shameful! What if somepony walked in on us?" Trixie giggled, and perked her ears when she heard the tell-tale sigh of arousal under Twilight's breath. It took Twilight a couple of panicked gasps. What if some pony DID walk in on them...wait.. they were snowed in. The threat, (and her arousal) for that brief moment were all to real though. The idea of getting caught, knowingly doing something wrong and so terribly naughty... Her cheeks turned a vibrant shade of red, and her hips gave an involuntary thrust towards Trixie's muzzle.

"T-That isn't fair! God, does everybody know about that?!" Twilight whimpered, gasping for breath as Trixie's tongue found its way into her tunnel. Trixie gently wrapped her lips around Twilight's and suckled soothingly, gliding the gentle slope of her tongue over that snug little mound in slow maddening circles.

"MMMmmh, whole town. Trixie only knows about it from Doctor Whooves. Quiet little bookworm loves to break the rules. Very kinky." Trixie murmured, and fought to keep her lips from twisting into the gentle curve of a giggle as Twilight's face grew redder and redder under the teasing talk.

Twilight wildly shook her head and shifted her hips, trying to push Trixie out from between her thighs, but her mare friend was relentless.
"N-No, I-" She stammered bashfully but Trixie shook her head, refusing to hear Twilight's modest protest.

"Oh, no, I'm staying right here. I know Trixie's mare would never orgasm from such shameful, naughty thoughts as being taken somewhere public. Twilight Sparkle doesn't have an exhibitionist streak. Something so filthy would never turn Twilight Sparkle on," Trixie snicked while Twilight gave a needy whine of pleasure. Instead of trying to push Trixie away, she wrapped her legs around her neck and squeezed her even closer.

Slow licks. Loving licks. Wet, sloppy passionate licks! These were the kind of daring acrobatics Trixie's tongue preformed for her wildly captive audience. She slathered her tongue softly over Twilight's delicate lips in gentle little flickering motions. She darted her tongue in, and out, twirled it around, and collected Twilight's dew with her taste buds, purring all the while.

She only paused when she felt Twilight shuddering above her. The purple mare was biting at her lower lip, with her head pointed towards the ceiling and holding her breath. She didn't know why she always held her breath when she was closing in on a climax. It possibly had something to do with the lack of oxygen or the overwhelming pleasure, but either way her senses all seemed magnified, and not only did Trixie know this, but Trixie took advantage of this.

"Thaaaaaat's it...cum for Trixie...You're getting close... Mmmmm you're gonna make such a sticky mess..." Trixie purred, as her swirling, flickering tongue brought Twilight to an ecstatic plateau. She twitched and squirmed and wiggled her butt as Trixie's tongue lewdly explored Twilight's musky inner tunnel. The little unicorn bookworm tiptoed towards the threshold of an orgasm, tossing her head back with another quiet moan that only increased as Trixie's suckling grew in intensity.

"Yesssss moan for me, " She hissed huskily, watching with eager eyes as Twilight threw her head back and moaned. She clutched at Trixie's mane and tried to catch her breath, but Trixie's suckling was heavenly and wicked at the same time pushing her helplessly towards her the zenith of her pleasure.

"Louder. Trixie commands it! No pony is going to hear us, let it all out! Show me how good this feels! Tell the world how much you love this! YES!" She purred, pursing her lips around the vulnerable little nubbin of Twilights clit. It was all the encouragement Twilight needed to throw her head back with a passionate cry of pleasure! A scream of pleasure, really and a high pitched one at that! Her orgasm rippled through each and every inch of her frame, and Trixie was rewarded for her efforts with a mouthful of Twilight's honey. Twilight's eyes gently rolled back into her head and she cooed pleasantly while twitching with every after-gasm that tickled at her core. Trixie licked her lips, and wrapped her arms around Twilight's hips, helping to pull her down from the kitchen counter, as the oven's timer chimed throughout the room. Twilight offered Trixie a warm grin, and leaned against the side of the counter, trying to catch her breath and looked pointedly towards the oven.

"Oooo, just in time! The cookies are done, would you like to try one?" Twilight beamed innocently.

Author's Note

http://www.cooks.com/recipe/i69ax3tj/onion-cookies.html