Author's Note

Here it is, chapter four.
I have no idea how I wrote one single word of this, since I was totally wasted during the weekend.
Ask the silly Duck.

Powerful and Dangerous

Powerful and Dangerous

Twilight groaned in frustration, as the last Guard left her tower. No new information. The ship was completely contained, the ship's commander had been taken into custody, and every object on board was confiscated. Yet, she had another worry.

Tempest.

She was gone. After the raid on the ship, she was gone, nopony had seen her. The fact that nearly everypony still distrusted her wouldn’t make things easier.

“What are you doing, Tempest,” she whispered before letting her head fall down onto the desk, sitting in silence.

No more news came in, much to her added confusion and fear. If somepony with bad intentions got a hoof on Tempest, she had no idea what would happen. She didn’t even want to imagine if it was Luna who found her.

“She’s dangerous; you know that.”

Twilight jerked up to see Moon Shield standing beside her. She hadn’t even heard the mare come in, much less approach.

“She followed the wrong pony for all those years;” she answered, not even about to question one of Luna’s Night Guards.

“That might be true, but her soul—her very being—is dangerous and evil,” Moon Shield continued. “That said, I have no doubt that she trusts and adores you.”

“What makes you say that?”

“She’s worried about you, what you’ll think of her. She nearly killed the commander of the ship, but when she thought of you, she hesitated, then let him live.”

“Are you sure she tried to kill him?” Twilight asked.

The batpony snorted. “I am positive. When I joined them, her magical output was so strong just being near her fried my hair.” Just to prove her point, she flicked a part of her light-black mane that looked positively charred. “She is powerful and dangerous.”

“So are Trixie, Starlight, and Discord.”

“Trixie is a show-joke. Starlight is nothing without her staff. Her magical powers might be strong, but she lacks finesse and creativity. Discord is nothing but a harmless pet at the moment.”

“I heard that!” a voice shouted from somewhere.

“Anyways, while I don’t think she would harm you at all, I can’t say that about everypony else,” Moon Shield ended.

“Then what should I do?” Twilight groaned. “Even now she’s hiding somewhere. That’s not helping!”

“She is still on the ship.”

“What?!”

“I can understand how the Royal’s were dumb enough to miss it. Her chambers are hidden very well, but she is still on the ship. Maybe you should go talk to her.”

Without giving any answer, Twilight teleported, making Moon Shield flinch before sighing. She was about to leave, but her eyes fell on an open book on the table Twilight was sitting before.

I don’t know what to make of Tempest. She is beautiful and dominant, and yes, even dangerous. But I love being at her side. She protected me all the time, never hurt me, and our activities on the ship still makes me feel warm. I don’t know if it is possible, but I hope she agrees to teach me more.

“Oh my,” Moon Shield chuckled. “Seems like this will be more interesting than I thought.”

It was dark in her chambers as Tempest lay on her bed, trying to collect her thoughts. She had no idea what to make of her feelings and her hesitation, usually she wasn’t so weak.

“Does Twilight make me weak?” she asked herself silently, sighing as she had no answer.

Twilight made her feel good, she really liked being around her. But she also knew the young alicorn would clash with her. She was too good. Or maybe she was too bad?

Her thought were interrupted by a soft knock on the door. “Fuck off,” she sneered, not wanting to be disturbed.

The door still opened and Tempest glared in that direction, her gaze softened as Twilight entered. “I was looking for you.”

“You found me,” Tempest said before laying her head back down.

“Why are you here?”

“It’s the last thing I own besides my armor. And even that will be taken. Celestia doesn’t want me to wear it anymore because the sign of the Storm King is on it.”

“Did you tell her what he did to your cutie mark?”

“No.”

Twilight wordlessly walked over to Tempest, her horn glowing. She flinched, but the alicorn pointed her magic at her flank, enveloping the armor in a soft glow. As it died down, the sign of the Storm King was gone, replaced with Twilight’s cutie mark.

“I hope this is acceptable,” Twilight sheepishly said.

Tempest nodded, “It is. My mind keeps trying to wrap itself around the situation, but fails miserably. I’m used to following orders, leading troops, and waging war. I don’t know what to do now.”

Twilight hummed. “Whatever you want. Live your life. I can help point you down a peaceful road, but it’s entirely up to you to take that first step.” She paused, smiling at her. “But I would really love to have you on my side.”

Tempest avoided her gaze. “I hurt ponies, Twilight. I hurt a lot of people. I betrayed, stole, mislead… I murdered. I don’t know if I can simply turn my life around.”

She would have never guessed what came next. A soft touch on her cheek made her look back to Twilight, and then bliss. Soft lips met her own for a quick second, capturing her breath. It was over way too soon, leaving her speechless.

“Change is difficult, but it is possible. I would like to try and accompany you on your new path,” Twilight smiled gently. “Every single step of it.”

Tempest had no idea what to say. The kiss was the most surprising of all, but that Twilight was so willing to help shocked her a bit. Instead of answering with words, she did the first thing that came into her mind. Twilight squeaked in surprise as Tempest pulled her into the bed, coat to coat, before returning the kiss with far more aggression.

Twilight moaned into her muzzle, enjoying it as their bodies rubbed together, feeling indescribable bliss. Eventually though, they had to end their embrace, if only for a breath.

“I… I wanted to ask you something,” the alicorn asked silently after a few seconds. Receiving no answer, she continued. “Our agreement. I wanted to… I wanted to ask if we could hold onto it. I- I mean you teaching me!” she stammered.

“Why?”

“What do you mean?”

“Why do you still want this?” Tempest sighed. “I don’t think I’m the right pony to get attached to, Twilight. And what we would be doing could lead to that.”

“Is that a bad thing?” Twilight asked before shouting in surprise as Tempest kicked her off the bed.

“It is!” she growled, standing up from the bed. “Who do you think I am? For years I was a killer, a leader! I destroyed villages, raided towns! The princesses obviously hate, or at least dislike me! Why do you want to do this?”

Her voice went higher and higher, tears collecting in her eyes before she couldn’t take it anymore. Her legs buckled and she went to the ground, sobbing. “Why do you want to help me?”

“Because that is what friends do for each other!”

“We are not friends!” Tempest screamed. “I’m the enemy!”

“We are not enemies,” Twilight silently replied. “You’ve never hurt me, you protected me while I was imprisoned!”

“Just leave me alone, Twilight. Before you end up like most ponies in my way, or near me. Just go.”

“Tempest…”

“GO!”

Twilight walked out of the room, her eyes never leaving Tempest. Never leaving the wide eyes expression with her broken horn sparking madly.

She was broken.

And Twilight had no idea how to fix her.

“Twily?”

Twilight groaned, trying to ignore the voice of her brother, trying to ignore the continuous knocking of his hoof on the door.

“Twily, I know you’re in there, the guards noticed you slipping back into the tower!”

Groaning louder, she unlatched the lock with a flick of her horn before burying her head into her pillows.

“Twily?” Shining asked again, opening the door. Seeing his sister on the bed, he rushed to her. “Is everything okay? Are you hurt? Did she hurt you? I will have her-”

Twilight shut his muzzle with her magic before he could go on and glared at him. “Tempest didn’t do anything. Leave. Her. Alone!”

He stepped back, sighing. “Is that really you? Why are you protecting her so much?”

“Because she’s worth it.”

“Is she? I hope for your sake that she is.” he silently said before leaving.

Twilight let her head sink back into her pillows, letting out a breath she had no idea was holding in. She knew her brother only meant well by his words, but they hurt. Tempest was worth every ounce of help she could give her.

“Do you really think I’m worth it?”

The alicorn jumped as Tempest jumped in through a window, smiling sadly.

“I wouldn’t have said it to my brother if I didn’t mean it. Did you listen to everything?”

“I’m sorry. I remembered you mentioning your old tower, but as I arrived, Shining Armor was nearly tearing the door in half.”

“How did you get here?” Twilight asked in confusion. “I never told you where it is.”

“Captain Moon Shield pointed me the way.”

“Oh. How nice of her.”

Tempest snorted. “Yeah, after a dozen guards told me to get lost or they would jail me, she was a welcomed exception.”

“She also said you’re dangerous.”

“Nothing new.”

“Do you really not care at all about your image?”

“Twilight, it is the truth. I’m dangerous.” Tempest hesitated before continuing. “I learned how to steal, to mislead, to betray, to kill. It is who I am and I hate to say this, but I am not sorry for it!”

“That doesn’t mean you can’t change.”

“You can’t force change, Twilight.”

“Can we… can we leave the topic be for now?”

Tempest hesitated. She didn’t say all that was on her mind, but the way Twilight reacted, she was sure more would only hurt their relations. “We can. Got something else in mind?”

“One or two things,” Twilight smiled, patting the spot on the big bed next to her. As Tempest made no move, she rolled her eyes and levitated the mare over. As she carried the mare through the air, her magic worked quickly, removing the armor from Tempest and flinging it to the far corners of her room.

“Hey, let me down!” Tempest squealed, just to be dropped right next on Twilight.

“As you wish.”

“Little minx.”

“You like me better in a cage?”

“Maybe.”

“Maybe I should put you in a cage.”

Tempest grinned before rolling over and on top of Twilight, pinning the mare completely down. “Remember, I’m teaching you, not the other way around.”

“Well. I guess it’s time for you to remind me of that?” Twilight asked, the smile on her muzzle mostly hidden.

“Am I spoiling you?” Tempest sighed.

“No. Tempest, I want this, for real. It is something new and back on the ship… you made me feel wonderful. The setting and the timing weren’t perfect, but a hoof can only do so much.”

“Alright. I trust you know what you’re doing. Are you ready to put your knowledge to good use on me? The only one to cum last time was you, after all.”

Twilight actually looked nervous at that. “I can certainly try…”

Tempest facehooved before rolling of Twilight, spreading herself ready on her back. “I guess an inexperienced tongue is still better than none.”

“Don’t be like that. Just give me time,” Twilight sighed before moving over.

“I’m impatient by default,” came the answer.

Twilight rolled her eyes once more, then leaned in, gazing at Tempest’s private parts. She was slowly getting wet. And angry.

“You can do more than just stare at it, you know. Now get that tongue to use before I-ahhh!”

Tempest was cut off as Twilight dove in, her muzzle caressing her labia while her tongue started lapping at her marehood. She was highly inexperienced, yes, but she seemed to make it up with her eagerness and willingness to explore.

The only problem with her muzzle slightly between Tempest labia was breath. Gasping, she pulled back after not even a few minutes, earning a glare from Tempest.

“Was that all?”

Twilight sheepishly smiled, but before she could even answer Tempest grabbed her and shoved her back, holding her against her marehood.

“Try again!” she growled.

Twilight pushed her muzzle as tight against Tempest’s marehood as she could get it before opening her mouth. Her tongue darted past her lips and slowly, if not awkwardly, began to lick up the rapidly growing wetness that was there. As she pushed past Tempest’s lips with her tongue and pushed in deep for a taste, her nose brushed against Tempest’s clit, shooting a jolt of pleasure through her body. The reaction was not missed by Twilight, who withdrew and repeated again.

Tempest’s hooves came off of Twilight’s head when she repeated for a third time, her own gasps starting to become audible. “Much better. But keep going! Harder!”

Twilight used her hooves to spread Tempest’s hind legs even further, allowing her more access to the mare. Every wrong lick, wrong touch, every time she’d stop to take a breath, Tempest would berate her. She had stopped attempting to hold Twilight in place though, and Twilight didn’t even notice. She could sense that Tempest was getting close, the movement of her body and the little tremors building in her flanks, she knew. And Twilight desperately wanted to please her.

Finally, Tempest’s hips bucked, her hooves shot to Twilight’s head and buried her in her marehood as she came. Twilight lapped up every drop as she was pulled closer. Finally, Tempest’s climax subsided, the mare finally getting the release she had needed. She looked down at Twilight with a smug look on her face.

“Well done. It was acceptable, but you need to work on your technique and stamina.”

Twilight was torn between disbelief that Tempest would be so cold like that, and a strange feeling of… desire. Desire to do better. To do as she was told and please her right.

“I will do my best to learn,” Twilight slowly answered, then squealed in surprise as Tempest pulled her close.

“I’m sure you will,” Tempest smiled as she held Twilight close.

Twilight had no idea what she just agreed to.