Overdue Apologies and Sprinkled Rose Petals

Night had fallen just a few hours ago in Ponyville. Those with day jobs returned to their homes, while the few ponies working night shifts went off to their places of work. And others were still working, striving to complete the job they started in the morning. Such was the case at Ponyville's premiere fashion shop, the Carousel Boutique.

Inside, a white-coated unicorn mare brushed back her purple mane before fixing her glasses and continuing to attach the bits and pieces of her latest commission. She would consider herself lucky to get this done tonight before she grew too tired.

Also so she could spend time with her rekindled flame upstairs.

But little did she know that the very object of her desire peered through the slightly-cracked-open door to see her, estimating how long it would take before she was finished. Smirking to himself, he quickly, and silently, ascended the stairs to the second floor before returning to her bedroom and closing the door.

Looking around at the dimly-lit room, he exhaled through his nose and walked to the nightstand. There he saw the framed picture of three ponies: The seamstress downstairs, Rarity; Her sister, Sweetie Belle; And himself. Prince Blueblood.

He couldn't help but think back to the series of events that came to this. After the disaster that was the Grand Galloping Gala, he hid himself away in his room, cleaning every ounce of cake out of his coat. That was when he recieved visitation from no one else but his aunt, Princess Celestia.

Blueblood was defenseless against the barrage of chastisement Celestia rained down on him. Then he fully realized his error when he was told his unfortunate guest was the Element of Generosity. First he was to apologize. Then he was to be reeducated in proper treatment of a mare and other ponies in general.

He smiled as he remembered returning to Rarity, carrying a bouquet of flowers and an invitation to dinner. It would be the first of many nights out together, building up until their official announcement of their being a couple.

His smile faded. Yes, they made each other happy, but he simply felt he could make her happier. He had a nagging feeling in his chest and mind that he didn't do enough to make up for his treatment of her at the Gala.

Looking away from the picture, he again gazed around the room, a perfect balance of lighting and darkness. He looked to the floor, admiring the patterns he laid out. Finally, his eyes laid on the four-poster bed. Usually it was Rarity's bed.

Tonight, with luck, it would be THEIR bed.

Smirking again, he walked to the bed and laid on it. Positioning himself as he waited for the sound of hoofsteps, he used his magic to reach for the finishing touch of his plan.

Downstairs, Rarity leaned back, sighed, and removed her glasses. She was done. Smiling at her finished work, she fitted the dress over one of the mannequins before letting out a small yawn. She put away her glasses, her fabrics, her tape measure, all before turning off the lights and heading for her bedroom.

That was when she stopped and noticed the rose petals littering the floor of the hallway. Lifting her head, she noticed the trail of petals ascending the stairs. Her curiosity was now piqued.

She wasted no time in following the trail up the stairs. But now she saw something else that baffled her even more: The petals led to her bedroom, and the door was closed. Now she was starting to realize she hadn't seen Blueblood since putting the final pieces of the dress together - and that took an hour.

Sighing and shaking her head, she gathered she was allowed into her own bedroom. She turned the knob and opened the door, stepping inside.

She was not expecting anything she saw after that.

The trail of rose petals continued into the room, the lights having been dimmed to allow a strange balance of light and darkness. The trail finally ended at the bed, where she saw what blew everything else out of the water: Prince Blueblood, rose on his chest, and wearing nothing else, striking a pose that was blatantly seductive.

"Ah, Rarity," Blueblood smiled as he watched her come in. "I see you've followed my trail. Care to recieve your reward?"

Rarity simply stared at the prince, his eyes fixed on her and his mouth fixed into a grin. Then, with no attempt to hold back, she threw her head back and laughed.

Instantly, Blueblood's smile faded, and he propped himself up with his forelegs. "What?" No answer; She now placed a hoof to her face, still giggling at...something. Blueblood grew annoyed. "What?!"

At this point, Rarity caught her breath, breathed deeply, and sighed, shaking her head. "You could have come to me if you were so bored, you had to read almost every romance novel in my collection."

"Excuse me?" Blueblood began to take offense. "I...I worked hard on this!"

"That's not what I'm saying," Rarity defended herself. "I'm simply pointing out that one doesn't have to resort to tired clichés to make for an intimate...wait, where are you going?" She had just now started to notice Blueblood, nose in the air, getting off of the bed and walking to the door. He threw the rose onto the bed.

"If you're simply going to criticize everything I've done, then I frankly see no reason in staying here. Good night, Rarity."

She stammered. Quickly, she stopped him before he opened the door to the room. Though he had stopped, he still kept his head high, his mouth in a sort of pout, and his eyes closed. Rarity gathered the words spinning in her mind. "Blueblood, please! I'm sorry, truly! It's just...I've had to have read those books thirty times, at the very least! And you know how I am with details! I fuss over the smallest things!" She now started to feel tears forming. "Don't leave me just because I focus so much on..."

She then felt his chest shaking. Looking at his face, she saw he was trying to keep himself from laughing. Too late.

He fell over on his back, clutching himself as he laughed. Rarity was dumbfounded until he sighed and looked at her. "You're right. I was completely bored out of my mind some days. I noticed your novels on the nightstand, giving them a once-over. I only did this because I thought it was what you liked. What you expected."

Whatever rage Rarity had rising within her was now gradually dissipating. "Blueblood, how many of those novels had a prince as the romancer? How many contained a humble dressmaker who lives on the second floor of her boutique? How many even so much as mention the Elements of Harmony?" He stood back up as she spoke. "Yes, I love reading them. But that's just it. They're stories. Made up." There was a pause as Blueblood looked to the ground uncomfortably. Rairty spoke again. "Whatever you did...why are you doing it?"

The prince sighed. "I...was looking forward to making tonight special. You know...THAT kind of special."

The dressmaker felt her face grow hot. "My goodness. Well, um...hm. Very well. NOW all of this makes sense." She paused. "This WASN'T a joke. You truly want to..."

"Yes."

"Oh my...I suppose I should have seen this coming."

"Please understand, the last thing I would do is pressure you into something as important as...physical intimacy."

"I understand that," Rarity said, "I DON'T understand why you didn't simply ask me instead of sprinkling rose petals all over half of the boutique." She looked at him before saying, "Most likely, I would have said yes."

Blueblood's eyes widened. "You would have?"

She smiled. "We've known each other long enough. We both know our perks, our flaws. And to be honest..." she looked around the room. "I do enjoy the atmosphere you've created." She furrowed her brow. "Not quite an award-winning piece of dialogue, though. 'Follow my trail and recieve your reward'?"

The prince scoffed. "It's not my fault they toss all mental capacity aside once they start...their embraces."

That was when they found themselves nearly touching each other. Rarity leaned towards Blueblood.

"Would you like to start your own...embraces, my prince?"

She found her answer a moment later, in the form of his lips contacting hers. They broke away soon afterwards, allowing Blueblood to direct the two of them back to the bed. Suddenly, she jumped onto the mattress, taking him with her and bringing them into a position where he stood over her.

They kissed again, this time with much more passion than before. Their tongues intertwined as their mouths moved every which way over each other. Breaking the kiss for the second time, Blueblood moved his mouth over to where Rarity's neck met her shoulder. She shuddered slightly as she felt his lips kissing her in such a way. She placed her hooves on his chest, struggling to keep them there as he lowered himself, planting kiss after kiss down the length of her body.

She let herself moan in delight as he placed his mouth onto one of her nipples, his hoof lightly rubbing the one across from it. After keeping this up for what felt like forever, he continued kissing his way down her body. A few minutes later, he reached his destination.

The prince looked up at her, smiling warmly. "You don't mind, do you?"

Rarity smiled back at him. "Only if you don't finish what you start."

Heeding this advice, Blueblood lowered his head over her nether regions, put out his tongue, and lapped away.

Rarity gasped until her mouth was wide open. She let out another long moan as she lowered her head into the pillow, allowing him to continue unabated. After a moment or two, she placed a hoof on the back of his head, stroking it gently as he continued his work and she continued moaning in bliss.

She let out a soft cry as he licked a particularly sensitive spot. Thankfully, he heard her, and touched the spot again and again, reveling in the noises she began to make.

"Yes!" She breathlessly called out. "Yes! YES!"

Quickly, though, she could feel the pleasure rising from within. Her moaning grew into screaming as she gripped the bedsheets with her hooves and wrapped her back legs around Blueblood's head. Seconds later, her well of pleasure ran over. She shrieked out into the air of the bedroom and pulled at the bedsheets, bucking her hips into Blueblood's face. Her screaming shrinking down into satisfied moans and mumbling, she took a moment to catch her breath. She turned her head to see Blueblood looking back at her with a smile.

"I'd say that qualifies as 'finishing what I started', don't you?" The prince asked her. She responded simply by kissing him a third time, this one fueled by even more passion. They took the time to brush their forelegs up and down each others' bodies, one grinding into the other as the kiss grew deeper.

She broke the kiss, feeling something down below. She peered down between the two of them...and saw her prize.

Blueblood grew slightly uncomfortable in the interest she was showing for his lower half. "I'll admit...I may not be quite as well-endowed as other males."

"Size doesn't really matter to me, darling," She looked back up at him. "It can actually hurt if it was big enough. Did you know that?" Blueblood shook his head. Rarity pulled him closer to her, allowing his organ to be pressed against her belly. "Besides, you could have the biggest one in the world - and it wouldn't matter one little bit if you couldn't use it properly." She flashed him a smile before she turned over, laying on her stomach. "Now show me how well you can use it."

Blueblood's eyes widened. "But...but what about..."

"Impregnation?" Rarity asked. "I'm on birth control. Perhaps you've seen the pills while you were snooping in my room for those novels?" She saw him grow bashful. "I thought so. There's no need to worry, darling. Everything has been prepared for." She stretched, sighing contentedly as she allowed her back to curve. "Especially this," She smiled back at him. "I'm ready for you."

He steadily stood upon the bed, moving until he stood over Rarity. Being even more careful, he brought his lower half down, assuming a near-sitting position. Taking a deep breath, he watched as he gently slid himself into her.

This act alone elicited a small moan from Rarity. Gaining a bit more confidence, Blueblood began to slowly move his hips back and forth. He was now coming to the realization that he was taking delight in pleasuring her.

His slow in-and-out pattern was soon broken as Rarity stopped moaning in time for her to say, "Faster."

"Are you sure?" the prince asked.

Though he could only see her back and her mane, he was certain she was sporting a look of ecstasy. "I'm absolutely positive, darling."

She made a noise between a moan and a giggle as she felt him speed up slightly. The momentum his lower half was gaining gave him no choice but to lower himself onto Rarity's back. Moaning along with her, he found this position was perfect for wrapping his forelegs around her chest. He stopped his thrusting every now and again to kiss either her lips or her ears.

"Faster...!" Rarity ordered. He couldn't help but smile and obey her wishes. He started to breathe heavily through his nose as he quickened his pistonlike movements. Rarity vocalized even louder now, allowing herself to be jolted forward and backward in time with his thrusting.

Then all of a sudden, the sound of moaning was replaced by the sound of a surprised squeal. Blueblood, grinning in mischief, rolled over to his side, taking Rarity with him. Holding part of her up with his hooves, he continued his assault on her lower regions.

"OH! You...RUFFIAN!!" Rarity shrieked out. Blueblood knew she only saved the term 'ruffian' for those she despised. But the bliss in her voice, coupled by the hard nuzzle she gave him, proved tonight was an exception. He continued to kiss her neck, while she continued to wordlessly shout into the air of the room. It was erotic bliss for the both of them.

Unfortunately, all good things (even the mind-numbingly pleasing things) must come to an end.

Blueblood suddenly began moaning louder than he was moaning before. "Rarity...it...I'm almost done..."

"Then finish!" Rarity responded, rubbing his cheek with her hoof. "I want to feel you inside me as you - WHOAH!"

She felt him move out from behind her, letting her fall onto her back. As she tried to clear her head to piece together what had happened, she saw Blueblood standing over her. He wasted no time in locking lips with her again before sending his lower half into her and starting up his feverish pace over again.

Rarity instantly forgot her confusion and focused on the pleasure once more, letting her body move in conjunction with his powerful thrusting.

Within a few seconds, the two began to cry out in unison. Finally, in one, quick thrust, the end had come.

Blueblood bared his teeth and let out a yell as he felt his lower regions convulse. Rarity, in turn, screamed in bliss as she felt warmth all over the lower half of her body. The sheer ecstasy that ran through their bodies seemed to make time stand still as he felt himself drain into her.

Breathing heavily, he allowed himself to fall sideways, avoiding landing on Rarity. He instead fell flat on his back next to her, closing his eyes seconds before Rarity decided to crawl on top of him and catch him in another kiss. While the previous ones were fueled solely by lust, this one had more affection behind it. They broke away to look into each others' eyes.

"Blueblood...darling..." She whispered as she placed her head on his chest. "That was...I can't even begin to describe what that was."

The prince simply smiled down at her and rubbed her back. "The feeling is shared, my dear Rarity."

"And to think," She started again, "Months ago, we would have been the last possible ponies sharing a bed together. Now here we are, unable to imagine what it would be like if one didn't have the other." She nuzzled her head into his chest, reveling in the warmth that came over her as he pulled the blankets over the two of them. As she used her magic to turn off the lights, she muttered one final sentence to him before letting herself fall asleep: "I love you, Blueblood."

The prince simply rubbed his jaw on her head, making sure she heard him say, "And I you, Rarity," before the two of them drifted into unconsciousness.

Blueblood's eyes instantly popped open. He could see the daylight illuminating the bedroom. He could also feel the distinct lack of a platinum-coated unicorn mare resting on his frontside.

Muttering in confusion as he started to truly awake, he turned over to see if she moved off of him in the night.

He widened his eyes, darted to a sitting position, and held a foreleg to his chest as he shouted out in shock.

"Hi, Blueblood!" The young unicorn filly smiled. "Rarity's downstairs waiting for you. She made breakfast! I wanted to make it, but she insisted."

Blueblood sputtered. "What? Why are...? You...?" He finally shook his head. "Sh-shouldn't you be in school, young mare?"

Sweetie Belle grew confused. "School? On a Saturday?"

Blueblood, realizing his follied question, sighed, putting a hoof to his forehead. "Tell Rarity I'll be right down. And PLEASE...for your safety and the safety of others, do NOT stand so close to a sleeping pony ever again."

The filly left the room, her task complete. Blueblood groaned as she shut the door. Sweetie was an absolute dear, but too easily would she let her want of helping get the better of her. Realizing they'll just keep coming to him if he stayed in bed, he walked out, stretched, and left the room.

Entering the kitchen, he glanced over to the table. Sweetie Belle was seated, the morning meal splayed out before him.

His focus, however, was on the mare standing over the stove.

He surprised Rarity as he wrapped his forelegs around her from behind. A split second later, though, her apprehension disappeared, allowing Blueblood to kiss her on the cheek. "Good morning, darling," She said to him.

He smirked. "Yes, it is, dear."

"Uh...hello?" They heard Sweetie ask. "You...aren't gonna...do anything, are you?"

"She has a point," Rarity walked to the table as Blueblood let go of her. "There's a time and place for everything. Morning, at the breakfast table, certainly isn't my idea of the optimal time for intimacy."

Blueblood silently agreed, taking his seat as Rarity took his.

Throughout the meal, part of him concentrated on Sweetie Belle's plans for herself and her friends for today. The other part of him looked back in time, starting to forget how he'd carried on without knowing somepony like Rarity.

THE END