Birthday Girl

"Nononono....! This is a disaster! A catastrophie! I can't believe I let myself do something so...so low brow!" Rarity paced around frantically, her breath coming out in rapid pants.

"Rares, ya'll need to calm down!" Applejack spoke up, looking worn out just being around her. "Yer gonna hyperventilate at this rate!"

"Calm down? Calm down!? Applejack, I have committed one of the worst sins possible in a relationship!" She retorted, shaking the farmgirl violently by the shoulders...

SPLASH!

"YEEK! Oh!" Rarity staggered back, coughing and sputtering from the glass of ice water Applejack just used to douse her.

"Feel better?"

"Much...thank you, Darling." She replied, looking a great deal calmer. "But still, I cannot believe I did something so unbelievably rude as to forget about my own girlfriend's birthday!"

"We all know ya didn't do it deliberately." Applejack commented, setting the glass back on the coffee table. "Barb ain't holdin' it against ya. We all remember what Polomare pulled last time she was around. In all honesty, Ah can't blame ya for wanting to protect yer new stuff from that two-faced crook."

"Accidental it may be, it was still thoughtless. And you know very well this is going to gnaw at me until I can find a way to make amends!"

"Well, could try what Sugar Belle tried with mah brother a couple weeks ago. Saw her headin' into the barn one night wearin' a trenchcoat, an' when it slipped off her shoulder for a second, she didn't seem to have a shirt on."

"A trenchcoat?" Rarity's eyes brightened a little as the implication hit her. "Hmm; a bit cliche, but not without merit."

"Right..." Applejack said, stepping back a little. She wasn't fully sure what the fashion-loving woman had in mind, but felt making herself scarce was the best idea now. "Well, ya'll seem to be perkin' back up, so Am'm gonna just head back to the farm." With that, she made her way out of Carousel Boutique as quickly as she could, leaving Rarity with a cheeky grin on her face.

A full moon shown down on Ponyville that night. Most of the townsfolk were inside relaxing or asleep so they missed the lone figure walking confidently towards a certain structure. A tree-turned-library to be exact .

It was either by unfathomable luck, or the tree was simply made of sturdier stuff then everyone thought, but Golden Oaks had survived the vicious attack from Tirek; and except for a few lost branches and moderate structural damage, the beloved library was now looking almost if nothing had happened.

However, because her new occupation as Princess of Friendship took up a good deal of her time, Twilight Sparkle unable to keep up with it and her old librarian job. Especially with the Cutie map routinely sending her and the others off to help with friendship issues across Equestria.

Luckily for her, her adopted younger sister Barb stepped up to the plate, moving in to the library and making the tree's living quarters her new bachelorette pad.

And the lights were still on, showing she was up. 'Good thing you like surprises, Barby-warby.' Rarity thought, peeking in the window in time to see the nineteen-year old enter the room, wearing a tight purple baby tee and what looked like a tiny c-string. The sight caused the fashionista to purr eagerly. 'Because I'm about to rock your cute little world.' She straightened out the short trenchcoat she had on and knocked on the door.

Inside, Barb was just about to enjoy a little alone time...at least, that's what she called it. She'd just sat on the couch when the knock at the door jarred her from any further plans. "What the!?" A look at the clock cause her to flip between confusion and annoyance. 'Who the hell comes knocking at ten at night!?' Ready to let her ire be known to the fool who was interrupting her, she was three steps to the door before realizing what she had - or rather, didn't - have on. "Crap! J-Just a sec!" She called out, frantically looking around for any shorts, or even a blanket she could cover up with.

She was about to resort to just pile up the cushions in her lap when a voice piped up from the other side of the door. "Barb, darling, you're not embarrassed to be seen by your girlfriend, are you?"

"Rarity?" She relaxed considerably, "Oh, uh, come on in." She watched as the door opened. "Kind of late to be making a vis~" Her voice caught when she saw the older woman in the trenchcoat, the bottom just short enough to show off a pair of long, curvaceous, high heel-clad legs. Barb had the sudden urge to squeeze her thighs together at the sight. While she'd seen those same legs clad in skin-tight jeans or revealing skirts, for some reason, they seemed even more tantalizing now.

"Perhaps, but I felt it best to come once I'd gotten things prepared."

"Prepared? For what?"

'Now or never, Rarity.' "To make up for something I did that's rather difficult to forgive."

"Wait, wait...are you talking about...?" Barb sighed, "Rarity, I'll admit that it kinda sucked when you missed my birthday, but I kinda figured it had to be something serious, especially given that we heard Polomare was skulking around."

"Either way, darling, I should have, at the very least, remembered so I could send word about being detained." Rarity replied, subtly unbuckling the coat.

"Babe, come on, you know you don't have to..." Barb was cut off when the trench fell to the floor, revealing Rarity wearing nothing more than shoulder-length, white silk gloves connected to a collar around her neck, white heart-shaped pasties over her plump D-cup breasts and a simple maebari sticker covering her sex.

"Yes. I. Do." She stated, strutting up to Barb with each word. "And Rarity always pays back what she owes." With that she captured her girlfriend's lips in a kiss, slipping her arms around the younger woman's shoulders as she did.

Barb purred into the kiss, setting her hands on the fashionista's bare rear.

"Ooh, someone's eager." Rarity cooed, wiggling her rear into Barb's grip.

"Believe me, there's a lot more I want to do to that sexy ass."

"That, I don't doubt." A smirk crossed her face as she gently began pushing Barb down onto the couch, straddling her lap in the process. "Now, aren't you going to unwrap your present?"

She definitely didn't need telling twice. A quick look at the collar showed a snap button on it. A button Barb quickly undid, with her teeth, pushing the fabric aside to suck on Rarity's pulse point, making her shudder in delight. The sucking turned to light nibbling as she made her way over the collarbone.

"Eep! B-Barb!" Rarity squeaked, fighting back giggles. "You know I'm ticklish there!"

"Exactly." She grinned, moving to her sternum, trailing kisses down until she reached the valley of her breasts. Her lips ghosted up along the soft, sensitive flesh, making Rarity shiver. When she reached the pasties, she grinned and got the edge between her teeth.

Rarity whimpered in delight when she started peeling it away slowly, the adhesive pulling at her nipples just enough to make it tingle. "Nnnn..." She bit her lip, wanting to grind on her lover badly, but managing to hold it off. 'Soon.' She told herself. 'Very soon.' With a final light tug, the hard pebble was bare, only to be covered by Barb's slightly rough tongue rasp over it, making her back arch. "Haaa...ohh, Barb. You certainly know how to get a girl flowing." She whispered lustfully.

"I aim to please." Barb replied, looking up at her as she kissed her nub before shifting to the other pastie and one again, doing a slow pull with her teeth. "You know, I just realized something..." She rolled the newly exposed nipple between her fingers and suckled gently on the other, kneading and squeezing her rear as she did.

"Mmmm...a-ahhh..and w-what's that da-haaa...darling?' Rarity gasped, mentally praying her own arousal wouldn't peel the maebari off before Barb could.

Barb gave the nipple a playful nip, making her squeak, "This is the first time I've ever seen you topless. And I just wanna say....yum." She gave a hard suck.

"Ahhh! Th-thank you...darling." 'Celestia, I want her...I want her now!' She felt her pussy almost burning for the younger woman's touch.

Someone must have been listening, since it was that moment that Barb slid a hand between Rarity's legs and she felt the sticker come away, revealing her most treasured location to her lover. She thrusted eagerly into Barbs hand as her fingers ran along the glistening, trembling mound.

"Wow! Heh, now who's eager?" Barb licked her lips, slowly pushing a fingertip between the lips.

However, she quickly learned that she'd sent Rarity over the edge. With a noise that could be best described as a growl of undiluted, animalistic lust, Rarity tackled her onto the couch, pinning her hands over the couch arm and clamping her thighs firmly on either side of Barb's lap. "You almost forgot, Barby." She said, grinding against her pelvis, her voice a husky purr. "I still have to gave you your birthday present."

She let go and slipped her hands under Barb's shirt, pushing up in the process to bring her slightly smaller C-cups to view, the pale pink nipples hardening already. "So, why don't you just relax and let Rarity handle things from here." She kissed her, giving both breasts a loving squeeze.

As assertive as she'd been earlier, it was impossible for Barb not to blush - and let out a mew of pleasure - watching Rarity look her in her eyes as she teasingly pinched one of her nipples between her teeth, giving it a gentle tug as she did. Letting go, she then laced slow kisses around the areola and was rewarded with a sharp inhale from Barb before she trailed her tongue down the underside of the breast, savoring the warm taste of her girlfriend's flesh.

"Rarity..." She breathed out, her cheeks almost neon pink.

The fashonista simply winked and continued placing kisses over her belly, getting a squeak of laughter when she flicked her tongue around Barb's navel.

A few more kisses down and Rarity reached her destination. She looked up at Barb, who bit her lip once again as Rarity took her turn and pulled the c-string away with her teeth, tossing it aside in one move. She licked her lips at the sight on the bright pink and kissable-looking lips of her love's mound. A brief inhale, savoring her slightly spicy-sweet scent, and she looked back up to Barb. "Happy birthday, Baby."

At the feel of Rarity's tongue making contact with her maidenhood, Barb's mind went to goo, four words being the last thing she'd be thinking of for a while...

'Best. Birthday. Present. EVER!'