Soaked

by Fireflower

Rating: mature
Tags: Slice of Life, Alternate Universe, Twilight Sparkle, Anthro, Drama, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Romance, Trixie, Sex
Length: 3486

One shot clopfic: Twilight Sparkle x Trixie; based off of the tumblr comic by Dekomaru, presumably taking place after the series by a couple of years. Two former rivals decide to put aside their differences and ride out the rainstorm overnight.

Weather conditions can shape any individual's routine, for better or worse; although it would seem to be something definitely out of one's control, the best course of action in the face of such changes, sudden or otherwise, is to deal with them all at once.

What had started out as a bright and sunny day for the princess turned into something wet and messy as she had found herself caught in the middle of a rainstorm; of course, it would seem that she isn't the only pony caught up in this unfortunate situation: Trixie also had planned on the weather being dry and clear before being forced to seek shelter from the downpour as well.

With no other options in hand, they had decided to take refuge in the one place most familiar to each other: the Golden Oaks Library, or rather the similar offshoot of its destroyed predecessor, is the place more closer than the Castle of Friendship; nevertheless, while history between the past remained in its place, they would be no telling as to was the rest of the day would unfold for them.

Published 2017-08-29 03:20:05 UTC
Last updated 2017-08-29 03:20:05 UTC

Precipitation

Author's Note

My name is Fireflower and this is my sixteenth My Little Pony fanfic, this time using anthropomorphic canon characters; however, this is also my ninth fic with a main focus on clop alone so unless you're in eighteen plus panel, stop right now and hit the back button.

As for continuity and timing, this would be set by at least (roughly less than) a decade after Twilight's Kingdom, hence the circumstances for the two main characters along with the choice of setting featured in the story.

Anyways, I just want to state for the record that My Little Pony, or rather Friendship Is Magic and its setting and characters belongs to Lauren Faust and Hasbro; also, considering that the fanfic itself is inspired by the aforementioned tumblr comic, all credits should go to Dekomaru instead of me.

Enjoy it as you are, my dear friends.

Precipitation

If there was one thing that proved to be noticeable, then it would be many of which that were all keeping them on the lighter side as of this moment in time. For starters, the big blue sky that had harbored the golden sun shining about over the horizon with a flock of birds flying about became engulfed by clouds. Within a large dream drop distance was a civilization defined in such various materials, most of them being the ones fit for the likes of even three little pigs. A calm gentle breeze surfed across the grassy knolls, the brilliant green surrounding it all on a solid plane of existence even as the dirt road guided its way over from a nearby forest, a curvilinear line worth holding as much as it is worth crossing. In the background, there had rested a valley and ridge of mountains, raging with growth and erosion in the process of their trying times as the clouds gathered about. The town has been bustling about with an utter abundance of people from various demographics: age, gender, finances, and social standing being nothing short from the standardized metallurgy of life.

One person in particular had stood out and about: a purple alicorn mare was found to be lying prostrate upon a ligneous bench. Her mane and tail were predominantly of a darker shade than her coat, save for at least two lone stripes being of a lighter shade. The alicorn’s irises were a balance between the two colors that had made her significant, lost in the big red book down in front. Her attire was simple: a white camisole with wings poking outward, a blue skirt barely touching gaskins, and some gray shoes.

“Plop…” was the sound that barely reached the purple alicorn’s ears; of course, it was only after a small area of the paper became soaked.

Sure enough, the reader looked up to find that a rainstorm had commenced at once, forcing herself to place the book in a nearby bag and run; in addition, the fabric became assaulted by the downpour, revealing the attire to be translucent as she was now clutching the bag onto her chest and cried, “oh no! I picked a bad day to go without a bra! Oh No! Someone’s coming!”

At this point, the purple alicorn looked on into the distance to find a lone shadow; soon, the shadow had gained an identity: it was a blue unicorn mare running in her direction. The observer had noticed that her mane and tail were predominantly of a lighter shade than the coat already worn, including at least two lone stripes being much brighter. The blue unicorn also shared the same color of irises that the purple alicorn had possessed deep within her own eyes, albeit in a darker shade than the latter herself thereof already. Unlike the observer’s attire, the pedestrian’s choice was a lavender ensemble of a hat, cape, collar, tube top, skirt, and shoes; the only anomaly was a pair of denim leggings.

“Twilight Sparkle?” the blue unicorn called out to the purple alicorn almost immediately, “is that you?!”

“Trixie; what are you doing here?” the eponymous observer responded as they came in contact with one another.

At that point, the aforementioned pedestrian answered, “Trixie came to put on a show one more time, but as you can see, she got rained out.”

“Hey, why don’t you come with me to the library…?” the purple alicorn suggested, stretching her hand outward into the direction that the blue unicorn was running from, “it’s just right over there!”

“O–okay!” Trixie stuttered as she felt Twilight taking the left hand to be led into the path the latter was guiding the former.

As the rain was pouring hard, the two mares ran until they’d came across a rather tall and large tree in the midst of the many houses nearby them; unlike many trees, this one was serving as an unconventional form of residence. At the top, there was but a small veranda where a little telescope had its clear lens pointing outwardly as it remained safely behind the circumnavigated steel railing, standing out and about in the raging storm from above. The many leaves on that tree also had a share of windows peering towards the town on many angles on end alongside the ones within the bark as well, the former outnumbering the latter by a rather greater margin either way. A glass lantern had found its way on the left side hanging from underneath the blossoming awning and over the wooden sign that was planted on the wet ground, reading “Golden Oaks Library” in a painted emerald. A small beehive remained in a sling from a branch right beneath another balcony on the opposite embankment of the very tree in question, signs of life buzzing about with reckless abandonment almost silently despite the rain. The entrance was a singular rubicund door containing the simplistic illustration of a lit candlestick in the very middle of it all, approached by the very travelers who had already came nearby it all within due time.

As the purple alicorn opened the door, the blue unicorn followed on to find the inside of the corpulent tree hollowed out, possessing various anomalies which served as a home in the town. The very ligneous ceiling in its entirety had a similar golden sun complete with its own rays, albeit painted in a darker coloring shade and lacking the heat and luster of the real thing outside. Almost every inch of the trees’ inner walls were easily filled to the brim with innumerable books, each of them were varying in every shape, size, shade, state, and substance alike whatsoever. Standing at the opposite sides of the very living room in question were but a pair of podiums, one shorter than the other and an open book nearby the stairway but nearby the bookshelves. Series of stringed beads were found to be hanging from the ceiling, each of them already acting as an actual artificially active source of luminosity in there even at this moment in time already. Speaking of which, the very flight of stairs that were pointing upwardly to the upper floor possessed a pattern: every two accelerative steps was painted with a trio of light pink hearts. Decorating the simplistic cloister of the ingress were pairs of purple flowers hanging up on both sides, all which were undisturbed even by the lack of their collective fundamental foundation. All that remained in the very room was an equidistant tabletop circling around a tree stump, holding two more books on its very sides and a sculpture of an equine head resting on the base.

Twilight turned to Trixie and asked, “so what do you think of the new library? It reminded me of the old one…”

“A bit strange from Trixie’s point of view…” the titular traveler answered, looking around to find her eyes weary yet moistened, “Trixie remembers that you have a castle here; what is this building for…?”

“Another place to store more books: we had an overstock of literature recently so a new library was built in the process; I can’t believe it just reminds me of home…” the purple alicorn answered as she had went upstairs.

The blue unicorn looked around the structure and asked, “anywhere Trixie can put these wet garments?”

“You can put them in this basket; I’ll put them in the dryer…” Twilight had replied, prompting Trixie to start throwing aside her hat and cape all at once, much to the former’s embarrassment, “whoa? Trixie wait!”

“We are both girls, Twilight…” the eponymous guest sighed as she threw the pink towel around the back of the neckline, leaving the rest of her very body completely exposed, including her flanks that bore a starry wand against a crescent.

The purple alicorn blushed at the sight of the blue unicorn in the altogether and laughed, “heh heh! Right… Hey! I just thought of something!”

“A slumber party, huh?” Trixie blurted out as Twilight started to strip away her attire, throwing the latter’s clothes into the white basket before picking up a yellow towel, “is it supposed to be a naked slumber party?”

“Don’t worry, I have something we can wear…” the purple alicorn said, searching for clothes with a starburst pattern donned upon her flanks.

The blue unicorn had knelt down upon the bed as she looked at the window nearby herself all at once. She found the rainclouds unleashing the full force of their capacity as every drop fell unto the earth. Trixie caught a glimpse of a few pedestrians stranded in the downpour as they were running for shelter. The blue unicorn sighed as she witnessed a bolt of lightning crack within the dull gray skies above. Her ears had felt the legatos of airstreams echoing from beyond the library that she was currently inside.

Trixie couldn’t help but return her gaze upon the bookshelves on the opposite side of the area quickly to find Twilight now dressed in a dark purple nightgown with two yellow stars over the nubbins that matched some panties; the latter had a red chemise which was thrown to the former with a terse, “here…”

“Thanks, Twilight…” the blue unicorn replied as she covered herself with it; afterwards, she found to have possessed no other undergarment accompanying her current attire, “why do you only have one clean pair of panties?”

“Sorry, I’ve been studying so much lately, I forgot to do the laundry…” the purple alicorn answered, blushing once more with feeling.

Trixie still remained aware of Twilight’s attire and commented, “and that outfit, are you saving that for your boyfriend or something?”

“Noooo!” the purple alicorn cried, pulling out a brown book to cover her chest, “can we please get on with the slumber party?”

“Fine then; the last thing that Trixie needs is her horn becoming a lightning rod on the way home…” the blue unicorn had groaned as she’d lain aside across the bed with her host following suit afterward.

Time had passed on through space alongside with the inhabitants whom were drifting aimlessly as the stars amongst the never–ending blackness floated on, each of them to prompt any wayward traveler to harken back to the memories of life when the richest beverage kept their spirits up until their next destination and from the mouth of madness. Of course, time itself was the only thing that remained constant in the ever–changing plane of existence where many variables had came in all shapes and size, coexisting alongside either in unions or divisions thereof as they transcended boundaries without incident to say the least; then again, almost all of them succumbed to the folding sooner or later. This interval however would prove to be a special case since that there were those who have found themselves still standing rather than stumbling and falling to the depths of their failure nonetheless; however, not all of them were doing so as the whole wide world turned on its own axis: out of many of those in question, there was indeed two no less.

The two mares currently found themselves asleep in the bed: Trixie rested herself with her face already guided rightward while Twilight kept hers skyward. Without any warning whatsoever, the purple alicorn rolled over to the blue unicorn’s side, catching the latter off–guard as the former had still snored. Only when it’d seemed that Trixie attempted to sleep again she made a sound, quickly aware of Twilight’s left hand already touching the former’s abdomen.

As the purple alicorn moved her left hand in between the blue unicorn’s gaskins and started to reach a nearby opening slowly all while the former snorted tiredly, “oh Princess Celestia, you’re so soft…”

“MMMM…!” the sedentary Trixie slowly moaned reluctantly as Twilight pushed her middle finger inside the former’s fork while bringing the other hand over onto the abdomen, causing their attire to become disheveled, “AHH…!”

“Oh no… Trixie; I’m so so so sorry: Oh Jeeze I just– Oh my Celestia–” the purple alicorn was stammering quickly after being instantaneously awoken by the aforementioned unicorn’s shrill vociferation.

As Twilight struggled to cover up her torso, Trixie decided to shed her cherry red lingerie and indulge in the newfound state of being in the altogether; then, the latter crawled up to the former and said, “actually, Twilight… Trixie liked that.”

With their eyes closing and faces nearing each other, the two felt their lips grew closer to one another, causing them to become more eager as the owners’ mouths finally opened just passing through; as such, tongues finally slipped, exploring one another with such overwhelming ecstasy. Of course, the blue unicorn broke away from the osculation to pull off the purple alicorn’s attire, revealing the latter’s newly bared figure to the former unperturbed by the fresh coat of red upon the subject’s cheek with everything said and done; now, there was nothing stopping them at all. No longer were any of the equines within the domicile bound by whatever fabrics on their bodies: they were ready to experience any kind of joy they’d be a part of besides straight up kissing; besides, the rainstorm going on out from beyond the glass windowpane is still raging on.

With Twilight residing below Trixie, the latter slipped out a tongue from the mouth and slowly targeted the former’s sheath, ignoring the patch of tresses above it. Soon, the blue alicorn started licking the contents of the purple alicorn’s whispering eye, forcing the latter owner to raise both hooves.

“Ah~” Twilight moaned slowly yet loudly as Trixie ran across the fork within, the latter placing hands upon the former’s torso in the process, “huh…?”

“You may be a host, let alone the Princess of Friendship, but Trixie has needs too…” the titular unicorn chuckled as she’d retracted her tongue.

The purple alicorn attempted to rise and said, “what are you talking about, Trixie; why did you stop so soon…?”

“Shouldn’t it be obvious, Princess Twilight…?” Trixie had spoken slowly the eponymous host in a seductively and sultry blithe with a smirk, “we’re gonna kill two birds with one stone; after all, you were a commoner at birth, just like me…”

“I don’t understand; what kind of nonsense are you saying…?” Twilight choked out as she attempted catch on to what her guest had meant.

Sure enough, the blue unicorn turned around and aligned herself upon the purple alicorn, both bodies now mutually inverted towards one another as the former’s shoulders made contact with the latter’s kneecaps as both their mouths now aligned with the sheaths in between themselves. Contentedly, Trixie had started to return her tongue back onto Twilight’s whispering eye, forcing the latter owner to go and return the favor with initial reluctance in regards to the former above. The blue unicorn swayed her waist reactively and moaned in delight while caressing her breasts while proceeding forward, slurping and licking whatever was within the purple alicorn’s fork. Each time Trixie felt her orifice stimulating and licking Twilight’s sheath, it became also the same vice versa: quickly, the latter had grasped onto former’s rippling thighs and started to be rubbing up and down firmly but soothingly. As such, the experience aroused the blue unicorn even more when it started to go deeper as her cheeks were stretched wide by the purple alicorn for more room to lick around them; because their tongues was intertwined with one another’s whispering eyes, their instantaneous moaning were stifled by their muzzles pleasuring each other. Soon, their tongues and mouths had started to transfer so much stimulating pleasure between themselves quickly their own respective fluids expelled inside one another, its tastes coursing throughout before being completely swallowed down.

As soon as Twilight climbed away, Trixie moaned almost immediately, “could you pleasure the Great and Powerful Trixie with your horn?”

“I got something much better…” the purple alicorn exhaled slowly, reaching over to the side of the bed to pull out a white box from underneath the crevice, “consider this a gift from Princess Celestia…”

“T–t–he Princess!?” the blue unicorn exclaimed as she couldn’t believe what was being seen: a jet black tubular appendage was within the cardboard.

Twilight took up the item and placed it into Trixie’s fork, the latter crying out quickly at once, “AHHH~”

“MMMH~” the purple alicorn squealed as the appendage was now being pushed into her, now found to be completely inside the sheath of her and the blue unicorn at this very moment, “at least this will now be the part that I return the favor for what you did earlier Trixie…”

Soon, the equines began to hold each other’s bosoms tightly for support as they felt the plastic item slithering in and out themselves while they started to moan at once already. Their cool colored coats were starting to become drenched with perspiration as the milling about between one another’s whispering eyes started to increase in such momentum.

“AH~ AH~ AH~” they moaned as Twilight now gained an advantage over Trixie and pinned her to the bed at once, still shaking about with the appendage inside of them now gathering their collective outflow.

It wasn’t long until the equines’ forks were soaking the ends of the item in their own juices completely before it had escaped their grip with a loud squish, staining the comforter along in the process.

Afterwards, silence had now returned to the home as the occupants were huffing and puffing greatly into extreme exhaustion as they now burned with passion. The rain and winds of the nighttime sky were currently starting to subside and so was their sensuality as they’d slowly drifted off into slumber all too soon. Movement between the two was brought to an absolute minimum as they returned to sleep already, this time without the textiles adorned upon their bodies.

Unbeknownst to the mares whom were sleeping soundly throughout the night, the clouds high above them had dispersed slowly but surely in the process. The big blue sky that had harbored the shine in the storm from that very night was now changing colors, no doubt the progress of the golden sun rising on upward. A flock of birds were now found to be taking itself to a high level within their new flightpath, singing their hearts out and about as they traveled. Dense moisture of the downpour still remained as the surface upon the many buildings and surrounding flora were overwhelmed with all of them. All that was left to complete this scene was a stray pedestrian in any varying state of being traveling throughout the town for whatever reason.

Of the two mares awoken to the sound of a cawed refrain with a yawn, only the blue unicorn pushed the purple alicorn over in the opposite direction sniggering, “Trixie demands an encore performance; one more for the road before we depart…?”

“Hey, Twilight, sorry I didn’t come home last night,” a random voice was heard, cutting the laughter short when footsteps were heard, approaching the occupants with every passing second, “I got–”

The source of the conversation that stopped cold originated from a purple dragon who couldn’t believe to be in the presence of both Trixie and Twilight in an embrace. Every scale was painted in emerald green like his eyes, offset by the matching shirt fabric worn upon the upper torso, offset by the only white shoulders upon himself. Adorned upon the purple dragon’s lower body were but a pair of rose red shorts with a thicker texture than the shirt that he was wearing itself currently at that moment.

The fact that he’d caught both equines in a compromising disposition had him at a loss of words, prompting him to turn around and return outside almost instantaneously, leaving them alone to their own devices.

“Say, Twilight, how big is his dick?” were the only words the blue unicorn used to break the silence.