Amour

by Cartoonlover13

Rating: mature
Tags: Equestria Girls, Sex, Slice of Life, Human, Romance, Trixie, Starlight Glimmer
Length: 3087

Best friend. That is all Starlight Glimmer thought of Trixie Lulamoon. But what if the two teens become more than just best friends?

Absolutely terrible at learning French, Starlight Glimmer enlists her new best friend, Trixie Lulamoon, as her tutor. But she gets more than just knowledge from Trixie.

Edited by VitalSpark

Pre-read by Wendy Crescent

Made for Monthly Shipfics

Contains: Fingering and oral sex

Dramatic Reading!!!!

Note: Coverart is not correct the characters are in Equestria Girls form and characters are aged 18.

Published 2016-06-14 19:30:01 UTC
Last updated 2016-06-14 19:30:01 UTC

Amour

Why did my mom have to go to a meeting?

That thought repeated in Starlight Glimmer’s mind as she felt the cold rain drops fall down her back. She shuddered as an icy wind hit her body. Her yellow poncho did very little to warm her up and rain filled her boots. She cursed the news as they’d said Friday was going to be sunny all day.

Luckily her purple backpack was concealed by her poncho, keeping it dry. Her mom couldn't drive her as she had a meeting at her workplace, but she needed to get to Trixie's. Trixie was the best student in French Class and Starlight was absolutely not. With a test coming up, she needed to get better at French, fast.

Her mom had urged her to not go to Trixie's house in the rain, but she’d got a poncho and told her mom that her friend's house was not far away and that she'd be just fine.

Starlight examined the neighborhood, looking for her friend's house. There was not a soul in sight — which made sense as it was raining cats and dogs. Even though she’d just started school at Canterlot High only a few days ago, she’d made fast friends with Trixie. Though Canterlot High was a good school she missed her former school, Everfree High. She still kept in touch with her friends there, but she wouldn't see them anytime soon.

A car rushed by, the tires throwing rain water at the girl. Seeping into her brain was the thought of her French tutor. Trixie wasn't exactly that popular at school — she used to be the lead guitarist and lead singer of a band, but her band mates ditched her as soon as they lost a school contest or something like that. Speaking of the school it was pretty unusual —it reminded her of some Neighponese anime as there were some magical girls in the seniors.

Her train of thought ended there. Starlight then stood in front of a house she believed was her friend's house. She looked at the address — 675 — yup, this was Trixie's house.

The house was blue, and its window patterns were essentially the same as any other buildings in the region. It was two floors high and she saw a bright light in a window.

As she approached the entrance, Starlight suddenly halted and thought about her task at hand in the most objective way possible. She was hesitant to knock at the door, still somewhat hoping that maybe Trixie would not be there. She’d been the best student at Everfree High and it was quite embarrassing that she needed assistance with a subject. Getting help was something she never did.

After her initial hesitation, Starlight quickly knocked gently five times and proceeded to wait.

After a few moments, the door creaked open. There she was: Trixie Lulamoon unsurprisingly appearing the same as Starlight last saw her. The magician was decked out in her usual attire — light blue boots, purple shirt and skirt, and blue sweatshirt. She had silvery hair and pale blue skin.

“St-Starlight? It's pouring outside! Get in!”

Before Starlight could respond, Trixie grabbed her and pulled her through the doorway. The young woman instantly felt warmer now she was out of the pouring rain.

“What are you doing at Trixie's house?” asked the magician.

“Oh! Well, you are my French tutor and I was hoping for you to help me study for the test.” Starlight looked around the cozy house. She heard a kettle boiling and smelt the familiar warming aroma of coffee beans coming from a room not far from where she was standing.

“Would you like some coffee, Starlight? It's fresh.”

The purple skinned girl nodded with a sheepish grin, taking off her soaked poncho and revealing her purple blouse, black necktie, black skirt, and black boots. “Oh, um, yes. Thank you.”

The magician smiled and nodded, using one hand to pour the black liquid into two mugs. Starlight took off her backpack and strolled toward the kitchen table. She searched through her backpack for her French study sheets and books. Trixie then set the mug on the table and Starlight picked up the mug with both hands, instantly feeling it warm her chilled fingers.

Trixie put her mug on the table and sat down right next to Starlight. “So… um that French tutoring?”

“Oh, yeah!”

Over the next half hour, Starlight bombarded the magician with questions, mostly about French grammar. Each question Trixie answered quickly and knowledgably.

“So… you get it?” Trixie asked her best friend.

“Yup, I’m getting this a lot more. Thanks a lot, Trixie,” responded Starlight closing a book and collecting her papers.

The blue skinned girl gave her friend a quick smile. “That's what friends do, right?”

Unknown to her, Starlights elbow hit her coffee mug. In absolute horror, Starlight watched as the mug fell onto its side, spilling her second cup of dark liquid on the table.

Starlight grabbed the papers and books to avoid them getting drenched. Trixie dashed over to the counter, returning to the table carrying a roll of paper towels.

They each used paper towel to clean up the coffee on the table.

“Trixie, I'm so, so, so sorry! Oh! I’ll clean this up right away!”

“Oh, no! It's okay, Starlight. Don't you worry about it. Trixie's mom won't notice at all. Sorry Trixie didn't warn you about the coffee being too hot.”

“No need to apologize.”

The two young women cleaned up the table in silence.

After a few minutes of work, the liquid on the table was cleaned up.

Starlight was still a bit embarrassed because of her error, feeling blood rushing up to her cheeks. “T-thanks, Trixie for helping cleaning up. I'm sorry if you get in trouble”

“Don't worry about it,” reassured Trixie.

“Well, guess I better get going now.” Starlight turned and walked towards the front door again, putting her backpack onto her back.

“Do you honestly think Trixie will let you get out in the pouring rain?! You are staying with Trixie!” the magician blurted out.

Starlight turned her head towards her best friend. She noticed Trixie’s blue cheeks were becoming red.

“I’ll text my mom —tell her I'm sticking around here.” Starlight pulled out her phone and sent a text to her mom.

“Trixie’s mom is out of town to visit her friend's house. So we can do whatever we want here. You can stay in the guest room,” Trixie said.

“Thanks for the hospitality, Trixie. I don't desire to impose on you in any sort of way,” replied Starlight.

“Oh, you're welcome. And you're not imposing in any way,” responded Trixie.

Starlight nodded. Was this what friends did? None of her old friends ever offered for her to stay the night.

Starlight backed away from the doorway, a slight blush appearing on her face as well. “Um, th–thank you.”

“Mind if Trixie shows you where you will be staying?” asked Trixie.

“Oh, I don't mind. Lead the way.” Starlight followed Trixie up the steps.

Once the girls had made it up to the second floor, Trixie moved to a door and pushed it open. She led Starlight into the guest room. The room had white wallpaper, plain white bed and a nightstand right next to the bed.

“Sorry if it's a bit too plain for your tastes,” said Trixie to Starlight.

“Oh, it's all right. I'm just happy you offered me a place to stay, Trixie.”

“Oh, you’re welcome.”

“And... Trixie, I… I, uh, want to ask you a question.”

“Alright, what is it?” Trixie then gave her friend a smile.

“Why are people at school so resentful towards you? Did you do something wrong or something?”

“Oh…” Trixie’s grin faded making Starlight frown.
“Sorry I guess I shouldn't have asked.”

“No, it's fine, Starlight.” Trixie shuffled over to the bed and sat down.

Starlight followed the young lady and sat right next to her.

Trixie took a deep breath to bring back her memories, the rain pouring down hard on the bedroom window.

“These three girls called The Dazzlings manipulated the school. Everybody turned against each other, wanting their band to win a battle of the bands. Including Trixie. These seven girls were the ones who brought the Dazzlings down. Trixie trapped them in a secret room, stopping them from taking The Dazzlings down for her own selfish gain. They made their way out eventually and I discovered Trixie was very awful. People are nevertheless a bit mad at Trixie for doing that. And I am still mad at Trixie too.”

Starlight nodded and held Trixie’s hand, taking her friend by surprise. “You shouldn't be mad at yourself. Everybody makes mistakes. And if people don't forgive you then… screw them.”

The two made eye contact, neither of them saying a word, their cheeks a deep tone of crimson red.

Without a thought, Starlight leaned in and Trixie did not even reply, but closed the space between their lips. As the kiss deepened Trixie pushed Starlight onto her back in a laying position.

Starlight could feel Trixie's tongue pushing against her lip, just begging to be let in. Starlight parted her lips and Trixie's silken muscle slithered between them. Trixie pushed her tongue deep into the purple-skinned girl’s mouth as she possibly could.

The kissing went on, both teenagers’ minds descending into a predatory state as they savagely embraced one another’s passion. Starlight felt a soft hand touch her on her waist. The teen looked down to see Trixie’s hand sliding down her waist, stopping at her skirt. She pulled on the other girl’s skirt and underwear sliding it down her legs. Starlight lifted her legs up slightly and shook off the skirt and panties. Trixie didn't see the girl's cheeks turning a lustrous red.

The two came apart from the kiss for a moment, and in that moment, they pulled off their shirts and unhooked their bras. Trixie pulled off her skirt and panties. Their breasts pressed together as the two resumed kissing.

Between kisses, Trixie’s hands roamed over the best friend’s neck and she panted, “didn’t… know… you… had… it… in… you!”

Starlight then broke the kiss much to Trixie’s surprise. “Me… too…” Trixie's hands roamed over Starlight’s chest as she resumed the kissing.

Starlight could feel fingers sliding down her chest, the magician's hand stopping only to grope one of her her breasts. The hand then continued its journey, the fingers lightly brushing against her stomach.

Trixie's fingers abruptly stopped just a little bit below her belly button. “Do you want me to …?”
she asked.

Her lover underneath her nodded and mumbled a barely audible, “yes”.

Trixie gave the teen a smug grin and her hand only slid a little lower, stopping at the short patch of purple hair concealing a bit of what she wanted. Instead of fingering Starlight instantly like what she clearly wanted, Trixie just played with the hair much to the girl’s dismay.

Starlight huffed while Trixie's grin only grew bigger, as she stoked the small patch of hair. Starlight whined and Trixie finally relented. Giving up the idea of teasing Starlight more, she slid two fingers between the other girl's thighs.

Trixie’s fingers began to slowly explore the girl's wet pussy. She was satisfied with the feeling of the girl’s juices trickling down her finger.

Starlight whimpered, begging her lover to advance her speed. She could feel a climax building, albeit very slowly. Trixie slid her two fingers in and out of Starlight’s wet pussy slowly but with precision. Starlight grunted in anger, trying to wordlessly convince her best friend to pick up her speed. Trixie noticed, but didn't respond.

In Starlight's hips was a brutal and pleasant pressure. She knew that she would never reach climax this way — she was basically at the mercy of her own best friend.

“Trixie… fuck…”

“My, my, Glimmer, watch your language,” teased Trixie. She pulled out her two fingers slowly her best friend's juices glistening on her fingers. She raised her hand to her lips and suckled on her own fingers.

Satisfied with the taste, she crawled down the bed, and stopped right above Starlight's belly button. She looked up to Starlight and smiled. "Are you ready, Starlight?" she asked.

Between breaths, Starlight said,”… please… Trixie.”

Trixie responded by lowering her head between Starlight's thighs and pushing her legs apart. She could see the fluids dripping from her glistening sex.

Stop fucking teasing me! Just do it, Trixie! Starlight screamed in her mind.

I should probably stop teasing her, thought Trixie.

There was a pregnant pause for only a moment, then Starlight cried out in a lustful moan as Trixie's tongue pierced her like a sword. Starlight’s body trembled, and she tried to suppress her high pitched squeals. Trixie at first started slowly with her tongue, licking along the outside walls. Starlight let out all the screams her brain was yelling at her to do. “Trixie… Ah! Oh! Trixie!… Fuck me, Trixie! FUCK ME!”

Responding to Starlight, Trixie's tongue speed advanced and she pushed deeper into the girl's inner walls. She began fingering her own drooling passage, feeling her sex leaking fluids while she assaulted her lover’s pussy with her eager laps and tongue-swirls.

Starlight let out a low groan as she felt Trixie’s tongue explore her, pushing into her sex. She saw her fluids dripping down the side the magician's mouth. Each young lady was becoming nothing more than a sweaty mess with sweat pouring down each girl’s face.

Starlight could finally sense in her the heat washing over her body as her moans became louder. She felt the climax building within her.

“Trixie! Ah! I’m… I’m gonna…!" Starlight groaned loudly and her hands pulled Trixie deeper into her, her fingers tangling in Trixie’s silver locks. The orgasm rocked her entire mind, not even noticing that her lover had also come from her fingering. She released wave after wave of sticky fluid. Trixie licked it all up, taking all of the juices into her mouth.

Trixie finished lapping up Starlight’s cum and lifted her head. Trixie pulled her head up and slowly pulled out her finger out of her own pussy. She smiled at Starlight with some of the girl’s cum in her hair, and slowly licked her own juices off her finger.

“That… was… amazing…!” Starlight said in between breaths. She slowly rose, but was suddenly forced onto her back again by Trixie.

“Oh no, no, no! The show must go on!” Trixie gave the young lady under her a devilish grin.

* * *

Starlight suddenly woke up as sunlight pierced her eyes. She groaned, wiping her eyes. She looked around, trying to remember where she was. She shivered as she realized she was completely nude and she clenched her blankets. She saw her and Trixie’s skirts, shirts, and underwear crumpled on the floor beside the bed. Now she clearly remembered what had happened — the rough kissing and then Trixie sliding off her skirt… and then… oh. The event replayed in her mind again and again.

Her first time having sex was with her best friend. Did she regret it? No…not really actually...

There was a purple shirt, gray sweatshirt, and jeans folded neatly beside the bed. Starlight dressed herself in the bra and panties she had been wearing last night and embarked on putting on the jeans and sweatshirt.

To her surprise the door flung open, revealing Trixie in her usual attire, her hair a bit damp, most likely having just taken a shower.

“H-Hey!” the nearly naked young woman yelled.

“Please, as if there isn't anything the Great and Powerful Trixie hasn’t already seen.” Trixie saw Starlight frown and she too frowned. “Uh… you alright? Did you enjoy it?”

“… uh… yeah, I enjoyed it,” responded Starlight.

“Do you believe this will change anything between us? Will it?”

Starlight pondered about it for a while. “Yes, it will it's not everyday you have…”

“Uh, Sex?” Trixie completed.

Starlight’s cheeks flushed. “Yeah, sex with your best friend.” Starlight started to put on her clothes again.

The room suddenly got quiet, making both girls feel awkward. Once Starlight was done dressing, she grabbed the clothes she had been wearing last night.

“Well, I think I got to go,” Starlight started to leave, but was stopped by Trixie grabbing her arm.

“Wait!”

Starlight turned around to look deeply into Trixie's eyes. Both of them blushed.

Trixie coughed. “Uh, don't you want breakfast? It's the most important meal of the day!”

“God, Trixie you sound like my mom,” replied Starlight.

Trixie rolled her eyes. “I made waffles for us.”

Trixie then walked out of the bedroom and Starlight followed her. The two rushed down the stairs while Starlight couldn't keep her eyes off her best friend.

What is wrong with me! Thought Starlight mentally cringing. The two went to the kitchen table the same one Starlight spilled coffee on last night. The two teens sat down and picked up their forks and knives best their plates with waffles and strawberries and glasses of orange juice.

Trixie cut her waffles into small pieces and put one piece in her mouth and Starlight followed suit.

“Hey, Starlight. May I ask you a question?” Trixie said once she swallowed.

Starlight chuckled, “you just did ask me a question.”

Trixie rolled her eyes, “no need to be a smart ass. What I want to say is that…” Trixie's blue cheeks turned crimson. “Do… you want to do something sometime?”

Starlight just sat there in complete utter silence; the red color on her cheeks darkened. What was this little flutter in her heart? “You mean like… like a date?”

“Y-yeah!” Trixie blurted out, mentally facepalming. “Yeah, like a date.”

“Yeah… I would like that,” replied Starlight.

Without even thinking, Trixie got out of the chair and then went over to friend, now lover and embraced her. Starlight Glimmer hugged her back, both girls furiously blushing.

“Sooooooo, are you good with eight o'clock tonight?” Trixie Lulamoon asked, breaking the hug.

Starlight Glimmer smiled pushing a stray hair out of her eyes. “Yeah, I'm free tonight. That will be great, Trixie.”

Author's Note

Apologies if this is bad. I'm a rookie when it comes to clop. This story is made for Monthly Shipfics and I'd like to thank VitalSpark, my editor. And I'd like to thank my pre-reader Wendy Crescent.