Twilight’s Love Volume Two: Rainbow’s Love

It had been a month since the big revelations. There were rules laid down on how Scootaloo and Silver Spoon were to act.

Like now, it was late Friday night and Silver was spending the night with Scootaloo. It still wasn’t a constant thing, but occasionally one filly would stay the night on a Friday/weekend with the other. Their families were getting to know their daughter’s marefriend and their family well and all were becoming close friends.

Silver was thrilled when, with her parent’s permission, Twilight had put the Walk On Clouds spell on her so she could share Scootaloo’s cloud bed.

The main rule was the door to the room must stay all the way open and at all times.

Especially when they were in the bed.

But this was no problem. They were telling the truth when they told their parents they’d no desire to have sex, not yet at least.

Oh, there were certain deep kisses their hooves just happened to brush against the other’s nipples or marehood, but they didn’t linger... Too long. They didn’t want to give any reason for their parents to separate them. And the joy of being together was enough for the moment.

They were looking toward the end of the school year in just days and how their relationship will evolve. They knew they couldn’t spend the entire time together, there were plans with family, with their fellow Cutie Mark Crusaders and as with any relationship, there would be time apart to rest.

But to everypony, their love was certain, and they knew it would continue to grow.

By now, they’d worked out a bedroom for Spike so he didn’t get too weirded out. Especially with Scootaloo getting much more in touch with her feminine side. Just as Rainbow had decided to so she could please Twilight, Scootaloo was trying to be herself, yet trying to please Silver Spoon as well. Silver Spoon noticed and really appreciated her marefriend’s efforts.

Spike especially liked the arrangement because now he could put as many pictures of Rarity on the walls as he liked.

Rainbow and Twilight were getting ready to turn in. As always, they checked the ground level to make sure doors and windows were secure. Crime wasn’t a big concern in Ponyville. There were rumors in lands across the sea where wild ponies still lived, where things were lawless. But here, it wasn’t as much of a concern. But it was better safe than sorry.

The couple then went to the living level to check on Spike and then their daughter and her marefriend.

Spike was never a problem getting to sleep, except when he got a new comic book and would try to read it late. But usually he was asleep before his head was on the pillow.

Checking in on Scootaloo, Twilight just stood at the door peering in. From the light of Luna’s moon pouring through the window on the couple, Twilight could see Silver Spoon lying on her side, her glasses off and on a side table, with Scootaloo embracing her from behind. It was the classic ‘spooning’ position. Both fillies had such a look of peace and contentment on their faces.

Rainbow came up to her wife and put a foreleg around her.

“What ‘cha thinkin’?” whispered Rainbow.

Twilight reached a foreleg across and put her hoof on the hoof around her.

“I was thinking I know exactly what they’re feeling,” said Twilight quietly, then turning her head and gave Rainbow a little kiss. “How the right pony can completely change your life and bring joy which wasn’t even imagined before.”

“For a pony who, in the past, I never really considered to be an emotional pony,” said Rainbow, tightening slightly her embrace, “you’re truly a romantic. I don’t even think Rarity could match you.”

“Honey,” said Twilight, “when it comes to you. Nopony could match the way I feel.”

“I think Scootaloo might argue that point with you,” said Rainbow.

“Maybe,” said Twilight, “but we don’t have to keep our door open.”

Rainbow got the message and the two walked to their room and closed the door.

With the sound of the door closing, Silver Spoon turned over and looked into Scootaloo’s eyes. They held each other close.

“I thought they’d never go to bed,” said Scootaloo with a giggle.

“Me too,” said Silver Spoon. “I love you Scootie.”

“I love you so much Sil.”

Silver Spoon’s response was her tongue hungrily exploring Scootaloo’s.

“Don’t get too carried away,” said Twilight’s voice from down the hall.

“How’d she know?” asked Silver.

“I’m a Unicorn,” came Twilight’s voice.