Yearling slowly came back to the world of the waking at the touch of a hoof on her mane. It was gentle, slow, and even somewhat made her want to go back to sleep. For a moment, she was even tempted. If her dream was to be believed, it would be Daring lovelingly doing that

And then she remembered that that would mean Daring was lovingly tending to her. Her muscles bunched up beneath her as she subtly shifted her legs. One powerful kick, and she would teach the intruding stalker a big lesson. Three, two, o-

“I love you.”

Yearling’s heart almost skipped a beat at the words. They were whispered, almost as if the mare was speaking to herself. However, they’d also spoken too loudly, and she’d heard the cadence, tone, and pitch of the voice perfectly. It was that same, rough, higher pitch that she had learned to enjoy so much. Almost the same as hers even.

She looked up into those clear, magenta eyes of Daring, and felt her cheek’s turn bright red. Daring’s followed suit as her eyes, which used to almost be shut, now widened to the size of dinner plates. The adventurous mare stammered a few times, before barely squeaking out, “H-how long have you been awake?”

Yearling swallowed hard, her hooves twitching as she tried to figure out what to do. She could give the classic response of ‘long enough’, or even kiss her if she felt brave enough… No, she wanted to do what her counterpart had finally been able to do, and cleared her throat. “I-I love you too.”

A small, almost inaudible whine escaped Daring’s mouth as one of her eyes began to twitch. She had been expecting screaming, punching, really anything other than a positive response. To hear a positive response though was almost worse. “Ga?”

Yearling smiled at the small sounds, and pushed herself up, her nose gently touching Daring’s for just a second. She then swallowed hard again, tears now deciding to come to her eyes, even if she wished that wasn’t the case. “Is… is that okay?”

Daring swallowed hard herself, trying to still figure out what to say. She then looked into Yearling’s eyes, and saw the tears that were coming to the edges of them. Saw the fear and worry in them. The thought that she had misheard, or Daring didn’t actually feel that way about her.

The exact sort of thing she never wanted her to feel.

A small yelp escaped Yearling as she was pushed onto her back, and Daring’s strong hooves pushed down on her shoulders. Her body shuddered as she looked up into those strong, confident eyes. The eyes that made her wish she could do better herself.

She didn’t recoil, but instead pushed back at Daring’s muzzle as it came close .Their noses touched, just before their lips did. There was no hesitation now, as both of their tongues wrestled for dominance. There was no contest of course, with Daring soon overpowering her. Not that either were that good, not when it was one of the only dozen times either had ever kissed another pony.

Daring didn’t stop there though. She instead lowered her body, but kept her lips close. On her neck, suckling on her like a the vampires they fought in Ponsylvania, before going to her chest. Yearling’s heart thumped so hard from the direction she was going that, while her lover kissed her heart, it was about to pop out, just like that weird cult leader had tried to do during one of her earliest missions.

Next there was her barrel, just over her most intimate place. The butterflies in there could only bring back the memories of her standing in front of her very first temple. It was an urgent mission, and Celestia had apologized for that fact, but it had to be done. Just like now, her hooves trembled at the prospect of it all, and she only wished that she could have…

Yearling looked down to Daring, tears now back in her eyes. Her counterpart’s lips were so close. Another few centimeters of kisses, and she would be where nopony had ever been.

And she would hopefully never be alone again.

A small moan escaped Yearling as Daring finally touched her nethers, the other mare’s lips pecking her folds. Daring meanwhile was fighting back her own tears, having the same butterflies, and the same thoughts as her lover. She wanted this more than she’d possibly ever wanted anything before.

She slowly let her tongue come out of her mouth, her hooves wrapping around Yearling’s open hindquarters, and pressed it against the lips in front of her. They tasted sweet with the small bit of juice that had leaked onto them. Another small whimper escaped Yearling from the touch, and Daring couldn’t help but smile.

Her tongue began climbing up along the trembling nethers now. She could feel every small tremor that they had at the stimulation, pressing against her tongue as she pushed down on them. When she flicked the end in though, Yearling seemed to pull at it, beckoning it to come deeper inside of her. It only made Daring smile more.

Yearling, for her part, was almost brain dead as she stared at the ceiling. She had used her hooves, sure, but never did they feel like this. They weren’t wet, weren’t warm, weren’t rough.They weren’t another’s. She bit into her lip, trying to stop herself from making anymore of the embarrassing noises, but it only made her moaning muffled, and she could hear Daring chuckle below. “It’s not funny!”

Almost as if challenged, Daring flicked her tongue against Yearling’s clit as she yelled, changing the last sound into a touch of a shrill scream. She then brought a hoof over, gently running it over the folds. They were nice and slick now, which was perfect for her.

She clambered over Yearling, getting another small yelp from the nervous mare as she found herself suddenly facing her much bolder lover. The fear soon ebbed as Daring pushed her lips to hers now, and she let out another muffled moan in response.

She was left unprepared for what was to come next because of it though.

Daring lowered herself. Not all the way down, but enough to let Yearling feel her weight against her. She then hooked one of her hind legs underneath her studious counterpart’s, and lowered her hips more. She could feel Yearling’s soft fur between her thighs, and shut her eyes at the blissful feeling. It wasn’t to be enough though.

She grinded upwards, Yearling’s body trembling against her, only making the action even better. Every shake and shudder from the cute, nervous mare meant another shock of pleasure that ran through Daring.

When their nethers met though, it was more than a shock. Feeling her nethers slip around her lover’s clit, along with the moan that came with it, was a euphoria Daring had never experienced. How her folds clinged and sucked on the small nub, and brought more of those ever wonderful shakes from Yearling, was an icing on top of it though.

Yearling’s body finally began to work though, with her carnal instincts flashing into gear. Now it was Daring’s turn to let out a surprised yelp and moan as she bucked back against her spunky lover, grinding her folds against her. It felt amazing, and Yearling could feel her own pleasure building. Not that she needed much more to push her just over the top, which happened all too soon for her.

Daring let out another long moan as she felt Yearling buck against her again, but this time the other mare kept her hips up, and drowned out any pleasurable response she had with her own scream. For a moment, Daring was worried something had happened, but as she felt her thighs get wetter, she knew exactly what had happened.

The two collapsed onto the bed, with Yearling breathing hard. She couldn’t believe how hard she had cum, or the fact that she’d forgotten the rule porn should have taught her about warning your partner. Even worse, Daring didn’t get off at the same time. She was too tired to help the other mare out though.

That didn’t seem to be an issue though as she got a peck onto her cheek. She glanced over to see Daring smiling. No smirk, or chuckle to it, but just smiling, even with tears in her eyes. She reached out and grabbed Daring’s hoof as she smiled. Daring’s tears finally fell, and she came closer to Yearling.

“I… I need to ask you something. M-may I?”

Yearling mustered enough energy to throw her arm around Daring, before nuzzling against her. “Anything. Isn’t… Isn’t that what lovers get to do?”

This time Daring chuckled, before stroking Yearling’s hair. “Yeah, I guess. I just… I just wanted to know-”

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Celestia walked beside the two as they walked in, causing both of them to jump. While the now three had always had a somewhat casual relationship with Celestia, a bonus to the hard life they lived, she always met them on the throne. Then again, today wasn’t all that normal anyways.

Celestia smiled at the response, and offered a hoof to the two. While Yearling decided to be more formal and bow, Daring just took it in her own hoof and shook it. By the time their hooves separated though, the princess was back to business, her smile mostly gone. “I’ve already looked through my texts about your condition, and, fortunately, I do believe I could reverse it.”

Daring and Yearling stopped as Celestia walked ahead of them, before turning back to the two. “I’ll admit, I’ve never used the spell, and the texts they were on are rather old. The spell itself though is nothing out of my limit, so with some experimentation, I’m almost certain I can get you two back together.”

The two mares glanced at each other, before Daring, in a rare show of cowardice, gestured for Yearling to go forward. The studious mare swallowed hard at the gesture, but she couldn’t deny the reasoning behind it either.

She stepped forward, looked Celestia right in the eyes, and managed to squeak out, “We’re already together.”

Celestia furrowed her brow for a moment as she looked at the two. As far as she could tell, it was a bold faced lie. Upon closer inspection though, she could see the glances shared between the two, even now, and the slight blush that touched both of their cheeks.

It was cute, but she wasn’t about to let the wordplay slide.

She raised herself up high, before crashing down, her hooves ringing against the tile. Both mares jumped at the gesture. Before they touched the ground again, Celestia shot forward, and the two mares found themselves wrapped in her hooves. “Congratulations, you two, and if you ever need a minister, you know who to contact.”

The two looked each other, their faces bright red, before tears came to them, and they hugged Celestia back, unable to find the words to thank her.

Not only did they have each other, but now, with her blessing, they had the acceptance they’d been so afraid of losing. Neither could think of anything better than those to things as they nuzzled against each other, smiling at their bright future.

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