As soon as Coco Pommel got off the train at Ponyville Station, she made a mad dash for Carousel Boutique. When she got a message stating that Rarity needed to see her face-to-face, she immediately assumed the worst. Especially since it concerned her boutique in Manehattan. Did she do something wrong? What if sales weren’t up to her expectations? What if customers have been leaving bad reviews? What if there was a scandal involving the clothes she was selling? She would hate to be fired, especially after everything Rarity had done for her. To just throw it all away, what would she do with herself?
She sprinted to the store in her heels, lifting up her lavender dress to prevent tripping, turning heads as she ran past. When she arrived, she immediately knocked on the door. As she waited, she leaned forward, gasping for air and wiping the sweat from her forehead. She had to calm herself. Even if she wasn’t in trouble, it wouldn’t look good if she was giving her report disheveled. She straightened out her dress and made sure her hair was in place before the door opened.
“Ah! Coco! So glad you could make it, darling!” Rarity said with more excitement than Coco was expecting.
When she found herself in Rarity’s embrace, Coco felt calmer, she didn’t seem angry at her, at least. But her heart rate jumped up when she felt Rarity’s lips on her cheek. Coco froze up, face quickly turning red. “R-Rarity, d-did you just kiss me?”
“Oh! Terribly sorry! The locals did that all the time in Prance when I was there, so I picked it up as a habit,” she explained.
“Oh, i-it’s nice to see you too…” she said, voice trailing off. Her finger rubbing the kissed cheek. She was a bit relieved that Rarity wasn’t suddenly advancing on her out of nowhere.
Although it’s not like Coco didn’t want it to be a romantic gesture. Ever since meeting her, she had always taken a liking to Rarity. She was kind, she was considerate, she was creative...all things that Suri Polomare wasn’t. She had dreamed of working with her every day, spending all her time making her happy, to see that radiant smile of hers. But it was wrong to fall in love with your boss, she told herself, so she had tried to keep those feelings and fantasies to herself.
Truth be told, not even Rarity knew why she had just done that. It wasn’t a conscious decision, why did she go out of her way to kiss her on the cheek? The comment about Prance wasn’t true in the slightest, just quick thinking to try to explain her actions.
“Come in, please! I believe that we have much to discuss,” Rarity said, stepping to the side of the doorway.
Coco walked inside, seeing that Rarity had set up a table by the window, complete with a tea set. Rarity pulled out a seat for her. As Coco took her seat, Rarity did the same, pouring a cup of tea for each of them.
“So, darling, tell me about Manehattan, business is doing well, I assume?” she asked, leaning her elbow onto the table with intrigue, squinting a bit with the sunlight hitting her eyes.
“Oh, it’s doing well,” Coco replied, taking a sip from her tea. “We make sure that our always customers leave satisfied, even if they don’t buy anything.”
Coco found it difficult to look Rarity in the eyes. Not because she was intimidated by her, but every time she tried to lock eyes, she always felt her heart rate jump up. The way she sat there, chin daintily resting on her hands she sipped from her tea, looking back at her with what seemed to be heavy-lidded eyes.
“That’s good to hear! I’ve heard that the new designs that I sent over to you are popular there.”
“Oh, they are! Your summer informal dresses started getting really popular with the single girls.”
Rarity raised an eyebrow. “Oh? And how do you know that those girls were single? Or are you just speaking for yourself?” she said with a smirk.
Coco’s cheeks quickly became a flushed red. “Huh? W-well, I...it’s not like that, really! T-they just talked all the time about i-impressing-”
Rarity quickly put a finger to Coco’s lips to silence her. “Coco, sweetie, relax! I was just teasing you. I won’t pry into your personal life unless you wish to discuss it, ok?”
“Ehehe...Alright…” she laughed sheepishly, rubbing the back of her neck. She was clearly reading too much into things. She had to be professional about this.
“So, how are the rest of the staff? No complaints, I hope.”
“Mmhm. I always see them working hard. They’re just as happy as the customers that we get.”
“Wonderful, I’m so glad things are going well for you over there!” Rarity smiled, taking another sip from her teacup.
Coco traced her finger around the rim of her cup. “Um, if all you wanted from me was a store report, why did you call me all the way over from Manehattan?”
“Well, we don’t have to talk shop the entire time. We haven’t seen each other in so long, I thought it would be nice to be more personal and relax as friends.”
Friends...yes, that’s all it could be, and that’s all it will ever be. Coco would just have to accept that. She looked down at her tea, watching the little waves that every slight movement made.
Rarity blinked in confusion, tapping the table a few times to grab her attention. “Is something wrong, Coco? Your eyes have been wandering all over the place, like there’s something else on your mind.”
Coco perked up, “Huh? No, it’s nothing, really. I’m fine!” She forced out a grin.
Rarity raised an eyebrow. “Darling, you’re not a very good liar. You’ve looked out of sorts ever since I saw you this morning. If there’s anything you’d like to get to get off your chest, I promise I’ll keep it between us.”
“I’m fine, really. It’s just...I didn’t get a lot of sleep last night, and these shoes have been killing my feet.” What she said was partially the truth. She did only get four hours of sleep, the train ride over to Ponyville wasn’t as relaxing as it she thought it would be, and her high heels were first worn yesterday, and still needed more time to fit in. It’s just not the reason her eyes and mind have been wandering.
Rarity nodded understandingly. “I see. Well, as a friend, I shall do what I can to assist!” She said with a slightly more accentuated accent.
“Y-You really don’t have to do all that.” Coco laughed nervously.
“Please, I insist.” Rarity stood up from the table, leading Coco towards her fainting couch. “First things first, off with these shoes!” Rarity declared, popping off Coco’s heels.
Coco’s toes immediately began to spread out, letting the cool air rush between. She had to admit, being out of her heels was such a relief on her feet.
Rarity sat down aside Coco, her feet on her lap. Holding her left foot in her hands, she held Coco’s heel in one hand, pressing her thumb into her arch with the other.
Coco let out a small sigh of relief. Rarity’s touch was firm, yet gentle. Just one thumb making circles around her arch sent a shiver down her spine.
Rarity spent a good amount of time practicing her massage techniques. All that time going to the spa had inspired her to learn the skill herself. It would be a nice way to treat her friends for their hard work should the spa be too busy. She grabbed both of Coco’s feet, circling her arches with her thumbs.
Rarity’s hands were so skilled, Coco was practically melting in her grasp. Her mind started to wander again, starting to get filled with more inappropriate fantasies of her and Rarity. She began to imagine herself at Rarity’s bare feet, rubbing her face against her pristine soles. She imagined placing her big toe in her mouth, suckling on it as she listened to Rarity’s moans. Before the scene got too far, she snapped back to reality, embarrassed to have another fantasy, in front of Rarity, no less.
Rarity, unaware of Coco’s imagination, continued her massage, moving her thumbs up, pressing into the balls of her feet, moving her thumbs back and forth.
Coco began to cover her face, not only to cover her blushing cheeks, but also her ticklish grin. She let out a sound that could easily be interpreted as either a squeal of delight or grunt of discomfort.
Rarity paused, perplexed by Coco’s behavior. “Are you alright, Coco? Am I not doing the massage correctly?”
“I...no, it feels great, but…”
Rarity tilts her head, raising an eyebrow. “...But?”
“I just don’t want to trouble you...going out of your way just for this.”
“Well, in that case…” Rarity suddenly lifts her leg up, dangling her high heel from her big toe. “Why don’t you return the favor?”
Coco felt her heart skip a beat. Was she hallucinating? Was Rarity really offering her feet to her? “Huh? I...um...a-are you sure?”
Rarity nodded. “Yes, if it makes you feel better. We’ll both give each other foot massages. That way, no one is taking advantage of the other’s kindness.”
Coco nodded, slipping the high heel off Rarity’s toe as she held her right foot in front of her. She wasn’t as skilled in foot massages as Rarity was, but she wanted to do her best. She started by pressing her thumbs against the heel.
Rarity continued her massage, her toes occasionally twitching in Coco’s grasp. She began lightly squeezing her toes, her thumb making more small circles right underneath the toe, before moving onto the next one.
Coco started to get lost in thought once more, her eyes transfixed on the foot she was rubbing. While she was pressing her thumb up and down the arch, in her mind, her tongue was gliding up and down the sole, savoring the taste she slowed her pace, going from heel to toe and back down.
Before she knew it, Coco had leaned forward, pressing her lips against Rarity’s big toe.
Rarity stopped, stunned at Coco’s boldness. She looked up at Coco, holding her toes between her thumb and index finger.
It took a moment for her action to fully register, but Coco Pommel gasped, dropping Rarity’s foot to cover her face in embarrassment.
Rarity couldn’t help but blush as well. Up until recently, she hadn’t thought of her female friends as anything more than best friends or close companions. That is, until Coco Pommel came along. Ever since the opening of her Manehattan branch, she had the occasional dream involving Miss Pommel, often having the reserved girl in her embrace. At first she passed it off as showing concern for Coco, and being so elated that her business was growing, but her dreams started to become more frequent and more intimate, eventually leaving her waking up in the morning flustered, or worse. It was certainly odd. Not once in her life had she had sexual fantasies directly involving another woman. What about Coco Pommel was so enticing to her? What did she see in her that she desired?
She wanted to find out the reason, but how would one go about it? She couldn’t just walk up to Coco and tell her that she’s been having wet dreams about her. What was the right way to approach the issue? Was there even a right way approach?
For months, Rarity had been left confused. She had thought that inviting Coco over would help quell her emotions, and a light, friendly conversation would put her back in check.
Or perhaps it was a way for her to confront her own feelings.
In a bizarre twist, the business conversation had lead up to Coco kissing her toe, and in a more bizarre twist, she found herself kissing Coco’s toe in return.
Coco was already set on apologizing profusely, until she felt Rarity’s lips on her foot. She froze mid-panic, more confused than ever before. She sat there, blushing furiously as Rarity kissed her toe, torn between screaming and fainting.
Rarity looked up, seeing Coco’s reaction. Understandable, but how could she make Coco less nervous? “Well? It’d be rude to keep a lady waiting, hm?” she teased, tapping her toe against Coco’s lips, rubbing her nose against Coco’s big toe.
Coco felt lightheaded, still unsure if any of this was real. She finally gave in, gripping onto Rarity’s ankle as she stuck her big toe in her mouth, letting out a relieved sigh as she starts to indulge in her fantasies.
Rarity briefly bit her lip, letting her toe wiggle in Coco’s mouth as she went to work, taking broad licks up Coco’s sole. She closed her eyes, letting her tongue do the work.
Coco still wasn’t done with Rarity’s toes, she planted her lips on the big one, letting it remain there by her face as she kissed it. She gently caressed the ankle, shivering as the heel pressed against her breast.
Rarity lifted Coco’s toes up near her nose, taking in the aroma as her tongue flicked against the ball of her foot. As Coco’s fingers ran across her foot, she instinctively shivered, spreading out her toes.
Coco’s tongue moved quickly, darting between her toes as soon as they were spread out. Her tongue moved in and out between the spaces, spacing out her licks with more kisses. Her other hand grasped onto the foot, thumb sliding up her arch. Rarity’s foot was smooth, the result of regularly scheduled lavish pedicures. Her soles were pristine, not a single callous in sight, her toenails neatly painted the color of her hair. Clean, soft, and smooth, it was practically perfect.
Rarity started to giggle, Coco’s actions gently tickling her. Her toes twitched as she rubs her nose against the ball of her foot. She cracks open an eye, curious as to how Coco was doing.
With her eyes closed, Coco continued, despite Rarity’s observation. She continued to run her thumbs up Rarity’s arch, applying gentle pressure as she stroked up and down. Her tongue continues to poke between Rarity’s toes. Eventually, her eyes opened, noticing that Rarity was watching her. She froze in shock, one look made her remember the situations she was in, and she was suddenly worried what Rarity was thinking again.
“Even after all this, you’re still nervous?” Rarity cocked an eyebrow, before lowering her head with a devious grin. With one hand, she held onto Coco’s ankle, the other hand rested on her heel, two of her fingers slowly walking up her sole.
Coco stiffened up, cracking a shaky smile. She tried to retract her foot, but Rarity’s grip was strong.
“There’s the smile I know you’re capable of, how about a little more of that?” she teased, adding more fingers to the tickling attack, her fingers slowly dragged down her foot.
Coco squeaked. The very handiwork she had previously praised quickly became something she dreaded as she tried harder to get her foot away.
With those same skilled fingers, Rarity’s pace increased, spidering her fingers down Coco’s curling sole, taking a small break to wiggle her fingers in the wrinkles her curling foot made, in order to make her expose more of her ticklish foot.
“Aaahahaha! R-Rahaharity!” Coco squealed. She began actively pulling at her leg, her toes curling as she pulled on her own leg, trying to save herself from Rarity’s tickling.
“Yeeees?” She said, circling her index finger around the ball of her foot, amusing herself watching Coco’s toes twitch.
“S-Stahahahap! Plehehehease!” Coco’s face was red with laughter instead of embarrassment. Giggles bubbling out of her as she held her hands out in surrender.
“Mmm, I don’t think so,” she says with a smirk, running her fingers underneath her wiggling toes, before suddenly raking her nails down her sole.
“Stop it stop it stop it! Nohohoho mohohohore tihihihickles!” she pleaded, lying down on the fainting couch’s pillow as she pounded the cushion in laughter.
“I’m afraid I can’t stop, dear. Not until you finally get rid of all that stress and anxiety built up in you!” Rarity giggled, using her index finger to sneak between Coco’s wiggling toes.
Coco’s toes started to curl, trying to trap Rarity’s finger to prevent more tickles. Her free foot started to push against Rarity’s arm in a more aggressive attempt. “Ok! Ok! I’ll do it! Eeehehehehe!”
Rarity shook her head. “I’m sorry to say it’s not that easy. The only way I can fix it is to tickle it out of you!” She grinned, wiggling her fingers against the stems of Coco’s toes. Her deviously manicured fingernails dancing up and down the sole, continuing to track her foot as it squirmed in her grasp. Rarity finally gave Coco’s feet a break, moving her tickling fingers up her body. She began to inch forward on the couch, her fingers skittering like a spider up her leg, as she moved up, she made a brief stop at Coco’s knee, two fingers slowly raking at the hollow behind her knee while the other hand pinched and squeezed her kneecap. Eventually, she stopped the climb up and leapt to her midsection. She squeezed at her sides, dug her fingers into her ribs, skittered across her hips, all while punctuating her tickles with a “Kitchy kitchy koo!”
Coco’s cheeks turned red. Her body jerked and spasmed, gripping onto the couch as she tried to kick her legs out. When Rarity started advancing forward, her struggles only increased. Coco was absolutely helpless against the might of Rarity’s fine fingernails, the skillful fingerwork, the varied tactics, the verbal teasing...She could no longer plead for her to stop, she could only laugh. She put her hands on Rarity’s shoulders in a feeble attempt to push her arms away, but eventually gave up as her own laughter slowly drowned out the teasing. Her arm hung down from the couch, an indicator that she had completely surrendered.
Rarity finally stopped, allowing Coco to breathe. The two remained in that position, staring wordlessly at each other. Looking down at Coco Pommel, seeing how cute she was blushing and giggling on her fainting couch, seeing the woman that had put in so much work for her be so happy, Rarity felt like she finally sorted something out. Before either one knew what was happening, Rarity had pressed her lips against Coco’s, her eyes closed as she gently rested her body on top.
Coco gasped for air the moment the assault let up, closing her eyes as her breathing started to slow, occasionally letting out a giggle in the aftermath. Her eyes quickly opened wide in surprise as she received the kiss. She had a brief moment of panic, before giving in to the romance, letting out a blissful sigh. Rarity was kissing her. It felt so good to hear that in her mind and know that it was a fact. Coco’s heart practically exploded. When Rarity finally broke away, Coco lifted her hand onto Rarity’s shoulder, tempted to pull her back in. It felt like only a second, and yet it also felt like an hour. Coco lay there, giggling. Even though it felt obvious at this point, she wanted to be absolutely sure. “Rarity...I…I love you.” Now that she had finally let her feelings out, all that was left to do was wait for Rarity’s response.
Rarity let out a small chuckle. “Darling, I only wish that you had told me that sooner,” she leaned down, tilting her head to kiss Coco on the cheek. “You’ve always been such a hard worker, no matter what life decides to throw your way. A woman like you deserves someone who could appreciate every part of you. Every moment we’ve had together has always felt special to me. Now I finally know why. Hearing you say those words to me makes my life a million times better, because you are literally the girl of my dreams.” Rarity got close to Coco again, whispering in her ear. “I love you too, Coco Pommel.”
Coco practically melted upon hearing that last sentence, starting to giggle again. She could hear Rarity declare her love for her for hours on end.
Rarity planted another kiss on her lips, looking deep into her eyes. Within seconds, the two were at each other again, locking lips and rubbing their bodies against each other. Their actions were driven more by passion than logic at the moment, not that it was necessarily a bad thing. Both girls had repressed their feelings for each other for so long, they wanted to get it out of their system in order to get a clearer head. Rarity broke away once more, “Well, shall we take this to a more appropriate location?” Rarity grinned, pointing her thumb towards the stairs.
Coco nodded silently, wiping the drool from her lip, her heart practically beating out of her chest.
Rarity lifted herself off of Coco, straightening her purple short skirt out, pulling Coco up to sit straight. “Excellent, then come along,” she said, index finger lightly tickling under her chin, before she turned around and headed upstairs, swaying her hips side to side.
Coco swiftly followed, eyes following Rarity’s movements, hypnotized by her hips as they walked upstairs into Rarity’s bedroom, the perfectly made bed contrasting the disheveled mess of her workbench.
“There we go, a much more fitting setting, wouldn’t you agree?” Rarity asked, propping herself on her bed, tapping an open spot with her foot for Coco to join in.
With a skip in her step, Coco made her way over to the bed, practically throwing herself onto the sheets. “Wh-what are we gonna do on the bed, Rarity?”
Rarity chuckled, leaning back to poke her nose with her big toe. “Well, how about we pick up where we left off?”
Coco nodded, grabbing onto her left foot, rubbing the sole against her warm cheeks as she sighed.
Rarity’s toes tapped against Coco’s face, she began humming to herself as she grabbed onto Coco’s left foot, slowly tracing a fingernail down the arch.
“Eep! R-Rahahahrity!” she squealed out, trying to wriggle out of Rarity’s grasp.
“What? I did suggest picking up where we left off, after all,” she winked, making figure-eights on the sole just to watch her foot react.
“Stooop! Pleeehehehease!” she begged, grasping onto the bedsheets.
“You’re too ticklish for your own good, you know? You’re so easy to tease,” Rarity playfully rolled her eyes. “Very well…” She put Coco’s foot to her mouth, gently kissing the wiggling toes.
Coco started to drag her tongue up Rarity’s arch, when she made her way up to her big toe, she began to suck on it, rolling her tongue around it.
While Coco’s attention was on the foot she was worshipping, Rarity’s other foot started to move. Sliding across the sheets, she lifted her foot up and sneakily inserted it up Coco’s skirt, laying her bare foot against her crotch. “My my, how long have you been soaking wet?”
Coco let out a little jolt when she felt Rarity’s foot on her soaking panties. “Aah! Um...well...I, I was-!”
“You’re adorable when you’re flustered,” she chuckled, using her toes to tug the panties down. She inserted her big toe inside Coco’s pussy, letting it wiggle around against the inner walls.
Coco’s fists clenched onto the bedsheets as she screamed out in pleasure, getting tingles all over her body as she felt the toe rub against her.
Rarity began to focus, sticking out her tongue as she started to circle Coco’s pussy with her big toe, the other toes resting against her inner thigh.
Although Coco had often pleasured herself to her fantasies, the past few weeks had been particularly demanding of her, causing her to focus more on her work to improve Manehattan rather than her own desires. As a result, she had become rather pent-up, and all that frustration had finally come to a powerful climax when Rarity’s toe unintentionally brushed against her clitoris, a climax that ruined not only her dress and panties, but part of the bedsheets as well.
Rarity was a bit surprised at how little effort that took, but was not complaining. She instead smiled, retracting her foot to gingerly wipe it clean with some tissues. She then crawled forward to kiss Coco on her blushing cheek.
Coco gazed lovingly at Rarity as she stared right back at her. She started to notice Rarity’s expression change from a loving smile to a saucy grin. She felt her heart skip a beat when she saw Rarity stripping herself down, revealing the black lacy panties that were underneath her more formal clothes. Without thinking, Coco started to do the same, freeing herself of her dress and soaking underwear.
Rarity quickly threw herself onto the naked Coco, their bare breasts rubbing together eliciting moans from the latter. “Now, what to do with you now, hm?” She mused, gently cupping her breasts, giving them light squeezes.
The cool air against her naked body along with Rarity teasing her body made Coco shiver. Her breaths were short and hot as her clit twitched, begging for attention.
“Mmm...I suppose I could do this…” she mused, fingers gently dancing across her naked breasts.
Coco started to squeal, her breasts bouncing up and down. “Nohohoho! P-please, Rarity!”
“Hmhmhm, you’re just so fun to tease, I can’t help myself,” she chuckled, her fingers making their way to her armpits.
Coco’s arms immediately shot to their sides, unable to defend herself from the next tickling onslaught. “P-Plehehehease!” she laughed, squirming underneath Rarity.
“I don’t think so, dear, keeping a laugh that adorable from me must be punished!” She said in a faux-evil tone, leaning down, blowing a raspberry on Coco’s belly.
Coco’s legs kicked out as she fell into hysterics again, squealing as she felt Rarity’s lips vibrate against her bare belly. “Waaahahahaha! Ohhh nohohohoho!”
“Oh yes! Tickle tickle tickle!” Rarity said between raspberries, her hair falling down against Coco’s jiggling breasts, unintentionally adding to the tickling torment.
Coco tried pushing Rarity off of her, failing to gather both the strength and the leverage to do so. The hair gently brushing against her nipples made a sudden moan escape her lips amid the laughter.
Rarity paused, hearing the moan. She slowly lifted herself off, looking down to gaze at Coco’s pussy. “I see, you’re still raring for more, aren’t you?” She smiled, looking down. “Well, I know what to do about that.”
“H-huh? W-what are you gonna do?” Coco asked, trying to cover as many of her ticklish spots as possible.
“You’ll see,” Rarity replied as she slid down her body, propping her right leg over Coco’s left thigh, and her left leg under Coco’s right leg. She propped Coco’s right leg over her shoulder and started to scoot forward, the two vulvas making contact. With a determined grunt, she began to thrust against Coco.
Coco gasped, starting to pant heavily, the feeling of Rarity’s clit striking against hers made her moan out in pleasure. They started out small and meek, but as Rarity thrust more and more, her pleasure started to become louder and much more vocal, moaning out Rarity’s name whenever her clit was hit in just the right way.
Rarity’s thrusts started to gain a rhythm, her hips grinding against Coco with more passion and love. She began to sweat, her mind being hit with one intense sensation after another.
Wave of pleasure washed over the two. Coco started to get overwhelmed by the sensations. Her body trembling as Rarity took control. She lay back on the bed, gripping onto the bedsheets. The normally quiet and reserved woman finally found the one word that could appropriately sum up her feelings.
“Fuck!”
Rarity started to sweat, her perfectly-styled hair getting frazzled and unkempt, starting to fall in front of her face and restrict her vision. But that was the least of her concerns. Her thrusting started to change in tempo, gradually slowing down to tease her, before speeding up with intense thrusts.
“Ah! Y-Yes! Harder, fuck me harder Mistress Rarity! Ohhh fuck yes!” Coco screamed out, unaware of what she had let slip past her lips. She had completely submitted herself to Rarity, and unintentionally let her know it.
Rarity leaned back, almost breaking her rhythm when she heard the word ‘mistress’. A surprising revelation, but not enough to stop her. She grabbed onto Coco’s foot that she propped over her shoulder. She stuck her big toe in her mouth, starting to nibble at the squirming toe while she thrust.
Coco started to drool, unable to control herself as she squirmed, trying to thrust alongside Rarity, but finding the pleasure too much for her to handle. Soon, the sensations proved too much for Coco to hold out any longer, and with rapid flurry of f-bombs, she gave into her climax. Her mind went blank, her swearing turning into babbling as she lay limp on the bed.
Coco’s orgasm started to set Rarity off as well, with one final thrust, she shivered as she reached her own orgasm as their sex juices mixed, trying to keep herself composed, but inevitably failing, more and more loud moans escaping her lips until she too, hit her climax. The pleasure striking her like a lightning bolt.
The scent of musk and sex lingered in the air as Rarity and Coco lay down on the bed, legs still intertwined, both of them lying still, the adrenaline starting to wear off, faces red from the heat of the moment, neither one saying a word to each other.
Soon, the afterglow started to wear off, most of the lust finally taken out of their systems. After a much-needed change of clothes and cleaning up, they became more level-headed and started to talk to each other.
“Well, that was certainly...something…” Rarity said, trying to brush some stray rebel hairs back into place.
“It was amazing, that’s what it was…” Coco giggled, laying back down on the bed, her skirt barely covering the fact she didn’t put panties on.
“You don’t think that was moving too fast, do you?” she turned around, facing Coco.
“T-Too fast?” Coco sat up, tilting her head.
“Don’t get me wrong, darling, I do love you, you’re a wonderful, hard-working, beautiful woman, it’s just that we went right from a meeting to a love declaration to that and...I want to make sure I’m doing this right, you know?”
“Well, I think that it’s going pretty well so far…” she blushed, rubbing her big toe against the floor.
“I know that’s what you think,” Rarity grinned, nosing her. “I just...do you mind if we take things slow for a while? I want to enjoy the love for a while before we get into the lust, ok?”
“Of course, anything for you, Rarity!” She stands up, hugging her tight, letting a little giggle as she felt Rarity’s arms wrap around her.
“Good, then I’ll have time to make a cute little outfit for you whenever ‘Mistress Rarity’ wants to play with you again,” Rarity said with a chuckle.
Coco’s eyes widened, unsure if Rarity was serious. Her face turned red as she remembered what was said in the heat of the moment. It was a bit embarrassing, but the idea of doing things like being tied to the bed by Rarity excited her.
Coco would soon have to go back to Manehattan, but the option of moving into Ponyville was possible if things still worked between them. If everything went right, she would move and be Rarity’s full-time assistant and full-time lover. But for now, she would settle for just being her full-time lover.
The unexpected events of the day caused Coco to miss her train back home, so she would have to sleepover with Rarity for the time being. The two spent the rest of the day together, talking, tickling, laughing, hugging and kissing. Rarity even treated Coco to an indoor romantic dinner, with candle-lit room, roses, and red wine, just like in those numerous romance novels. The more time she spent with Coco, the more Rarity felt that she was truly in love with her, and had no problem in telling her that.
Without a proper pair of pajamas, Rarity quickly fashioned a stylish matching outfit for Coco to wear. They curled up on the bedsheets, Rarity wrapping her arms around Coco as she pressed her body against hers. She shut her eyes, her body going still as her breathing starting to slow. However, the woman squirming in her embrace kept interrupting her attempts to sleep.
“Something the matter, Coco?” Rarity asked, opening her eyes.
“I-I’m sorry...it’s just...I’m so excited, you know? You’re my girlfriend...haha...I’m just so happy!”
“And I’m happy that you’re happy, but do you mind saving your excitement for the morning?” she said with a yawn.
“I’m trying, I really am! I just…” Coco started giggling again, snuggling up to Rarity’s bosom.
“Oh, fine. One more for tonight. Just to calm you down,” Rarity gently pushed Coco aside, standing up.
“O-One more what? ...Rarity?”
Rarity didn’t respond, positioning herself in front of Coco, slowly pulling her pajama pants and panties down. “Still wet, I see...naughty, naughty. Oh well, can’t be helped, I suppose,” she shrugged, spreading Coco’s legs apart as she pressed her lips against Coco’s cooch.
Coco shivered, her pussy throbbing. “O-Oooh...Rarity…I-”
“Shh…” she whispered, before giving her clitoris a smooch. She spread apart her labia, exposing more of the pink walls, letting the anticipation sink in.
Coco started to jolt once more, looking down to see Rarity licking her lips in the dark moonlight.
Rarity moved closer, the tip of her tongue started to trace around the vulva, occasionally hitting Coco’s clit at the top.
Coco let out a little whimper, trying to stay quiet. Her clit started twitching, begging for more attention whenever Rarity’s tongue wasn’t teasing it. “Mmmph...please…m-more...”
Rarity wasn’t about to give her the satisfaction just yet. Her tongue started making circles, now making sure to get as close as she could without actually making contact with her clit, teasing and edging her, the tip of her tongue gently brushing against Coco’s opening.
Coco’s breath started to get short, starting to hyperventilate, feeling Rarity’s tongue gently flick against her clit, teasing her, tormenting her with electric pleasure.
After sufficient teasing, Rarity finally plunged her tongue inside of Coco, pushing against the contracting inner walls. Letting out a small huff through her nose as she flicked her tongue back and forth.
Coco let out a shudder, her teeth chattering as Rarity’s tongue sent a shiver down her spine. Her head rolled back and forth on the bed, letting out another needy moan as she started to thrust her hips upward, her foot starting to tap against the mattress.
Rarity’s hands pressed down on Coco’s thighs to make sure that her squirming didn’t keep her from completing her next task. She wrapped her lips around Coco’s clit and started sucking, the tip of her tongue occasionally flicking against the sensitive bump.
Coco couldn’t help herself from trying to thrust every time she felt the tongue hit her clit, her foot tapping against the bed started to become violent stomping.
Rarity removed herself to take another breath, before her tongue slowly dragged across her clit, making sure that her tongue continued to move against the pulsing button.
The small break provided some respite for Coco, giving her a chance to breathe before Rarity’s next action overstimulated her. Coco started to tense up, her feet started to curl just before she orgasmed. No swearing, just a moan escaping her lips as she arced her back, pushing against Rarity’s hands trying to keep her down.
Rarity pulled back, kneeling upright on the bed. “Better?” She asked, wiping her mouth of the fluids.
“M-much…t-thank you…I-I’ll go to sleep now...” Coco yawned, pulling her pants back up.
“Good. I’d hate to punish such naughty behavior next time,” she chuckled, lying in front of Coco, her fingers gently tapping against her sides.
“Eeheehee...I-I’ll be good, really...” Coco giggled, pushing Rarity’s arms away.
“I thought so. Goodnight, Coco, darling,” Rarity said with a kiss to her blushing cheek, before closing her eyes.
Coco took a few deep breaths, letting the drowsiness overtake her. She shuffled closer to Rarity, resting her head against her chest. “...Rarity?”
“What is it, Coco?” she asked without opening her eyes, a small twinge of annoyance in her voice.
“...I love you.”
Rarity paused, her cheeks turning pink before she smiled, pulling Coco closer. “I love you, too.”
