"As you wish, Your Highness"
Author's Note
Please judge it on its own merits.
"As you wish, Your Highness"
Flash’s face was stern like a father scolding a child, “Don’t you ever sell yourself short like that again. You earned your status! You did! Celestia didn’t earn it for you! Nor did Shining Armor and Cadance! Nor Your Friends! YOU DID! THESE WINGS?” Flash asked rhetorically as he touched Twilight’s metallic wings, “YOURS! THE ELEMENT OF MAGIC?” he then moved his hand to the six-pointed star at the made the base of the wings’ joint, “YOURS!! MY LOVE? “ he continued as he took hold of Twilight’s upper arms, “YOURS!!!” Flash then froze as realized what he just said.
“You…” Twilight started, “love…” she couldn’t finish the question. “Flash… I…” She didn’t finish as she was pulled closer to Flash, so close their chests separated only by their clothes.
“I love you, Twilight,” Flash whispered his mouth so close her’s it was almost a kiss. He then kissed her with his eyes closed. As he broke the kiss, about a second after he initiated it, he turned away slightly ashamed of himself and his actions, “I am coming on too strong, aren’t I?” he asked realizing the lines he was crossing. Before Twilight could reply, “I should…” he started only to be rendered mute as Twilight kissed him in turn with at least ten times the force he applied.
Four seconds after she initiated the return kiss, Twilight broke it. Looking pleadingly into Flash’s eyes, “I love you,” Twilight whispered as she placed her hands on his back and where the back of his head met his neck. Flash pulled her close to him as he leaned back onto his bed taking her with him. Before anything else happened Twilight took her left hand and used her magic to shut and lock the door. As the door shut, the insignia on the pommel of Flash’s sword barely flashed a solar gold to a stellar purple.
Back on the bed Flash rolled to have Twilight on her back as he got off of the bed and began to put out all the lights in the room, save one soft low-burning orange flame of one candle. He then took off his shirt leaving his pants on and returned to the bed and was on top of Twilight, and began to kiss her again. After a few kisses on Twilight's lips and her neck, he stopped. "Twilight, I..." he wanted to ask her, but he couldn't find the words and not seem to impose himself on her.
"Love me." Twilight blurted almost out of nowhere. Flash was slightly taken aback as sat up and so did Twilight. "Please, love me tonight. I ..." Twilight couldn't help but notice that tears were forming in her eyes. "I can't..." She tried to continue, but she too was nervous about what she also asking, however, it was clear she wanted the same thing. Flash took her checks in his hands as wiped the tears away and planted a chaste kiss on her lips. "Flash," she whispered as tears again formed, but these were tears not of sorrow, but of joy. They two kissed once more as Flash moved his hands to the bottom of her shirt, he was about to pull it off when he broke it. He went to the last candle in the room a blew it out. In an instant, the room was dark, like a moon-less and star-less night, as the two could only make just the outline of each other.
Flash returned to bed and kissed Twilight once more, each opening their mouth just enough to let the other's tongue into their respected mouths. Twilight was more reluctant to have her tongue go into Flash's mouth, but she couldn't help but give a small moan of bliss as she felt Flash's tongue crest her tongue and his hands crest her body. She welcomed Flash's removal of her sleepwear, as he moved his hands along her body lightly with his fingers not like a master pianist seeing if the piano was tuned properly. They broke their kiss as Flash moved to behind Twilight and renewed kissing her from over her right shoulder as his left hand held her left breast and began to fondle and crest it along with as much of her body as he could from that angle. His right hand, however, went farther down and began to rub her below her belt. Twilight was shocked at this, but she also enjoyed it, Flash kept his tempo slow, and the force he applied, soft. It began to dawn on her that Flash was making sure she was enjoying this and that she was not hurt. After a minute, Flash broke the kiss and renewed it from over her left shoulder as he switched his hands and fondled her right breast with his right hand. After a minute of that Twilight broke the kiss as her breath started to become hot and heavy, as she tried to keep her voice down as she wanted to scream, but she also didn't want people to know about this, she was reduced to blissful moans. After two minutes, during that time Flash alternating what he was doing.
"Stop," Twilight whispered. Flash obeyed without a second of hesitation and let go of Twilight. Twilight lowered herself to the bed and turned to be on her back. "Please be mine." She asked as she looked at Flash's face, not failing to notice his own body was bear. She recalled the night of the Grand Gala, this was more or less the same, except, the two were fully exposed, she remembered his tight muscular, tone upper body and flat six-pack abs, but for a second or two her eyes were drawn to his pulsating erected phallus. She took a deep breath before she focused on Flash's eyes. "Please, love me."
"As you wish, your highness," Flash said before he leaned in and kissed Twilight. As he leaned back he took Twilight's arms and maneuvered them so that she could reach his back. "Just tell me to stop, we don't have to do more than what you don't want to." Twilight nodded in agreement. Flash took a breath as he aligned his phallus to enter Twilight. As he exhaled he slowly began the actual entrance. Flash knew he had to be slow and gentle, while his actions might have to some extent stimulated Twilight's body to make it easier on her, but he assumed that this was Twilight's first time mainly because how easily stimulated Twilight's body became as he rubbed her. Flash took a few more breaths and began bringing the head of his phallus into Twilight. Twilight gasped in slight pain and began to moan as Flash continued to enter into her as slowly and gently as he possibly could. Twilight could not help but dig her nails into Flash's back in an attempt to relieve some of the pain she felt as she let her body to adjust to the presence of something that was part of another person inside her, she could literally feel a heartbeat pulsate inside her.
After almost a minute, "Okay." Twilight said with another pant and nodded. Flash nodded in return and took a breath and started to slowly and gently withdraw and reenter Twilight. His tempo was slow at first and gradually increased. All the while Twilight panted and moaned as she tried to hold herself together. After almost three minutes, Twilight let go of Flash and laid down on the bed, grabbing the sheets of the bed with her hand, all the while Flash's tempo had increased considerably. Twilight continued to pant as Flash's speed was nearing it's fastest. "Yes." Twilight moaned followed by a hand full of pants, "Flash." she panted a few times more, "Love me." She after almost a minute more Twilight had a sensation she never experienced before as she felt what she could describe as an explosion start as she cognitively knew she had her first orgasm began. As she felt it start, "FLASH!!!" she screamed her lungs out as the rush of the orgasm waxed and then waned. Once it was over Twilight's grip on the sheets loosened as she fully collapsed onto the bed. She could barely feel her limbs and could barely move as if she had partially melted. She was breathing heavily with a slight pant as if her heart was about to burst. However, she noticed something. Flash had stopped and had pulled out. "Why (pant) did (pant) you (pant) stop?"
Flash didn't answer her but he elected to lower himself on to the bed, wrapped his arms around her and kissed her softly on her lips. Not a word was spoken as he placed his head on top of hers. This perplexed Twilight. In the few books that she read that had what she just experienced, the man would also climax and release himself into the woman, but here Flash was, with his phallus still swollen from arousal and the build-up from his actions, holding her tenderly, lovingly, as if she was the most precious person or thing in the world to him. Twilight's mind, however, could not focus on her perplexion as she closed her eyes and fell asleep.
After waiting until Twilight was asleep, Flash ended the embrace and got out of the bed, while he would have wanted to release into Twilight, or at all, he just couldn't bring himself to do so, "I am such a fool, why did I stop." he muttered to himself as he drew a bath. He thought about it for a second longer, as he looked back to the bed and Twilight sleeping peacefully. "I love her too much," he concluded as he finished getting the bath together. He went over to the bed and taking Twilight into his arms, like a groom does his bride before crossing the threshold, carried her to the bath and proceed to wash her body. Flash, however, got no pleasure from it. For him, it was as if he was cleaning a statue of Celestia or Luna, a holy symbol, an altar, etc. This was a ritual of purification. All the while Twilight didn't wake, even as Flash dried her off and re-dressed her in her sleepwear. After that he dawned a pair of pants and carried Twilight like she was his bride, he returned her to her chambers and placed her on the bed and covered her with the sheets, all the while he remained as quiet as he could so not to wake her or the sound asleep Spike. He took one moment to write a short note
Dear Twilight,
I want to apologize for coming on too strong and for forcing myself on you and to thank you for last night. I wanted to... finish... but I could not, not then, not yet.
Flash took a moment to think about what he wanted to say next. As he looked at each thought, almost none of them conveyed what he wanted to say. It was in part because he didn't know what he wanted to say, beyond what he had already written. He then thought back to what was said among them, Twilight asking him to 'love her', and his reply, "As you wish, your highness," he muttered his response to himself. That what it was, he wanted to love her, and to be in turn loved by her. He wanted her to be his and "I want to be her's." he said as finished the note.
I If you would have me, Twilight, I am yours for as long as you will have me.
Love,
Your Sentry, Flash
Flash finished the note, with a little chuckle at the bad pun, and left it on a nightstand where Twilight would see it in the morning. Before he left he stole one last kiss. "I love you," he whispered. He silently left the chambers and went back to his. He needed to get some sleep, he had a Trial by Combat in a few hours.
As he neared his bed cambers he didn't notice that he was seen by Sunset Shimmer, as she too was heading to her own chambers. Sunset had in fact seen Flash exit Twilight's room, "Well this is an interesting development. A Sentinel with a demigoddess he's not a devotee of in the middle of the night." Sunset chuckled at that, "Oh this too precious. And so fortunate." She then paused as she held her chin. "Nay, I'll let Longhorn find out on his own. Things are really going my way." She turned to her chambers a triumphant smile on her face.
