The mistakes we make in the dark.by ssunsxtChaptersRound 2.No ifs, ands or butts.A fine line.Never have I everThe song of the siren.Round 2.Sunset held her head in her hands. The events of Saturday night had left her sore and spent; and despite it now being Monday, the marks Adagio had left on her skin were still prevalent, no matter how much concealer she tried to apply to the bruised skin. She didn’t want to risk the girls— or anyone else for that matter— finding out about her little… sleepover; and so she did what any rational person would do. “Sunset? Why on earth are you wearing a turtleneck in 90° weather?” Rarity piqued a brow as she approached the other girl’s lunch table, tray in hand. “Yeah, Sugar Cube,” Applejack blinked. “Don’cha know it’s almost June?” The fashionista took a seat across from the red-head, who avoided eye contact with the other two girls, before settling her elbows on the table to rest her chin on her intertwined fingers. “I must admit, though. The new look suits you.” “Ah. Uh, thanks.” Sunset laughed awkwardly, “I was…. just thinking about trying out something new. I think I’ll just stick to my leather jacket, though. I’m literally melting.” “Who’s ice cream’s melting?!” Pinkie Pie bounced over, Twilight not far behind. Rarity dismissed her with a wave, “No, no, dear. Sunset’s trying out a new look and is realizing how entirely impractical a turtle neck is in the summer. Don’t worry darling, we’ve all made that mistake.” Apple jack narrowed her eyes a bit. “Uh… have we?” “A-anyway,” Sunset sputtered, eager to change the subject, “how’s everyone’s classes today? Mr Crankydoodle sprung a pop quiz on us today. I’m pretty sure I failed it.” Twilight gave the taller girl a teasing smirk as she sat beside her. “It isn’t really springing something when he let us know on Friday we had a quiz coming up. I spent the whole weekend studying just in case.” She smiled, “what did you girls get up to?” Shit. “Oh! Applejack and I checked out that new makeup boutique at the mall. They have an entire body butter selection and honestly, darling, I couldn’t decide which one to buy.” The farm girl tipped her hat, “She ended up buyin’ five.” “Ugh!” Rarity gasped, “don’t pretend that two of those weren’t for you, miss this-chocolate-one-smells-lovely!” Applejack blushed and tapped her forefingers together. “Well, uh, Sunset, what did you get up to?” Sunset was like a deer in the headlights as all eyes were suddenly focused on her, and she sputtered, looking for something to say. “I, uhm— I just listened to music, really. Music and video games,” she chuckled. “Nothing really eventful.” She forked at her lunch for a bit as the conversation seemed to fall back into its usual jabber, unable to stomach anything at the moment. “You look really nice.” “Hm?” She glanced up to look at Twilight, who offered her a gentle smile. “I said you look nice. The turtleneck— it looks really nice on you.” “Oh–” Sunset’s cheeks felt warm as she rubbed at the back of her neck, “it’s not new or anything. I just don’t really wear it that often. You uh… you really like it?” The bookworm nodded and plucked an apple slice from the red-heads lunch tray. “You should wear it more often.” “Yeah?” Adagio’s whispered voice echoed in her mind. “I think I might.” “So you took my advice?” Rainbow Dash quirked a brow as Sunset tried her best to keep pace with her; running and P.E were never her strongest subjects. The red-head panted and nodded sheepishly. “I–… I found someone to—” “I can’t believe you lost your virginity at the weekend and didn’t call me immediately. It’s true what they say, you’re a real fire cracker, Sunset Shimmer.” Sunset growled with a frown. “Can you please keep your voice down? I don’t need everyone gossiping about me.” Dash raised her hands defensively. “I won’t tell a soul. So, tell me, who’d you bang?” The former equestrian’s voice caught in her throat as she let out a strangled yelp, tripping over her own feet and crashing into the red AstroTurf of CHS’ running track. Rainbow Dash stopped and jogged back over to where the girl lay in a mess of limbs to help her back onto her feet. “Sorry. Did I catch you off guard?” “Ugh—” Sunset frowned and pulled herself back onto her feet, with the other girl’s help. She dusted herself off and winced down at her grazed knee, waving a dismissive hand toward the teacher, before giving a thumbs up and hobbling off to the side. The rainbow-haired girl offered Sunset a bottle of water, to which she took and poured over her injury with a quiet gasp of pain. “Least now you can say you got those bruises on your neck from track, I guess.” “Dash?” “Yeah?” “Shut up.” The other girl rolled her eyes with a huff. “I’m sorry! I’m just curious. The most eventful thing thats happened recently was when Twilight singed her eyebrows off in chemistry class.” “That was months ago?” “Exactly, Shimmer! I need drama.” “I think you’ve been spending too much time with Rarity,” she mumbled as she raised the bottle of water to her lips and took a swig. With a breath of relief, Sunset held the bottle between her thighs as she reached up to untie and then re-tie her ponytail, high on her head. “But I’m not telling you who it was with. That’s private. It doesn’t matter to you anyway.” “Do I know them at least?” Sunset paused and debated whether to play this little game of hot and cold. “Yeah.” Rainbow Dash perked up and drummed her palms against the tops of her thighs in excitement. “Girl or boy?” Another pause, and Sunset lifted the bottle to her lips to take another sip. “Girl.” “A gir—!? Oh my god. What was it like?” The redhead narrowed her eyes, searching for any hint of mischief in Rainbow Dash’s curious expression. When she found none, she furrowed her brows upward before looking down at her hand. She ran her thumb over her palm and, with a light blush, she shrugged. “I dunno. Like— I mean— it was nice, I guess?” “Nice? Sunset, oh my god—” She squirmed under the other girl’s stare. “What? I don’t know what you want me to say.” “Did you top?” “I—” she let out a huff, “no, I didn’t.” Rainbow Dash beamed, clearly wildly amused by all of this. “This is amazing.” “And how’s that?” “Well, because,” Dash spread her arms out wide, “think about it. It’s kinda hilarious.” “Elaborate?” Sunset narrowed her eyes. “You used to be, like, the queen bee. Now you’re sat with me, on the bleachers in P.E, talking about how some chick topped you.” Sunset slugged her in the shoulder, face flushed in a heated blush. “I said keep your voice down, bonehead!” “Ouch!” Dash whined, rubbing at her arm with a frown. “Alright, alright, jeeze. Calm down. I’ll be quiet.” The red-head twirled the strand of hair at the side of her head before pushing her bangs from her face with a sigh, “I’m just—… I don’t want anyone to know. You can’t even tell the girls about this. Is that clear?” “Not even Fluttersh—” “Especially Fluttershy! Are you an idiot? No, wait, don’t answer that.” “Wh—?” Dash glowered, “I’m not stupid! Fluttershy and I tell each other everything. I just wanted to double check.” “Well I’m making myself clear. Don’t speak about this to anyone. You’re the only one I can talk to about this without blowing it out of proportion. I’m trusting you Dash.” Rainbow Dash waved her off before pushing herself up onto her feet again to return to the track with the rest of the class. “You’ve got it Shimmer. I won’t tell anyone about your new bestfriend,” she shot the other girl a thumbs up as Sunset’s face fell into a scowl, “Your secret’s safe with me.” “Rainbow Dash…” Adagio tapped at her chin, “isn’t she the stupid one?” “I—” Sunset pursed her lips, “no. I mean, yes, but— that’s besides the point.” “So what is the point?” The siren quirked an amused brow at Sunset’s endless pacing and flicking through sheets of music. “Well, I mean, there isn’t really a point. I just thought you should know that she kinda knows about… you know.” “Us fucking?” Sunset squeaked and glared over her shoulder as she pulled a sheet of paper from her music folder. “Do you have to be so to-the-point?” Adagio hummed and tilted her head, taking the paper from the other girl with an amused grin. “Yes. I legally can’t dance around issues.” Sunset narrowed her eyes. “That seems inconvenient.” Adagio shrugged, “I like to deal with things fast. I don’t have patience for children.” The red-head blew out a breath of air and teetered on her heels. “So… should we get started?” Adagio nodded and raised the paper to scan over the notes. Sunset gave her a bit to take it in, but when Adagio’s mouth drew into a line she knew something was wrong. “You okay?” “Yes. I’m fine.” “Then why the nervous look?” Adagio shot her a glare. “I’m not nervous. I’ve just tried to read music before and it didn’t help. Singing always came naturally to me and now it doesn’t. Trying to read notes on a page is just… unnecessary technicality.” “Ah…” Sunset scratched at her cheek, shifting her weight onto one leg, “I see.” She looked about the apartment from where she stood, blowing air into one cheek and letting it out in small bursts. She hummed. Furrowing her brows and racking her brain, a smile soon lighting up her features as she turned and paced over to the large metal cabinet across from the other girl, to dig through it. It only took a moment but she pulled a keyboard into her arms and turned to set it down on the back of the couch, Adagio adjusting herself on the arm to face the red-head as she beamed. “Will this work? Or have you tried harmonizing before?” Adagio clicked her tongue. “I’ve tried before,” she pushed the hair from her face, “but if I’m being honest it was just disheartening. I didn’t want the girls to hear me either, and I just ended up getting frustrated.” Sunset nodded and flipped the keyboard on, taking a moment before tapping a few keys to make sure the battery was still good. She looked to Adagio with a smile, “We can start with an easy pentatonic scale. Just try and match the note, okay?” “I’m not a child Sunset. You don’t need to be gentle with me.” “I—” she frowned, “I’m not. I’m just being friendly? I don’t want you to feel pressured to get it right the first time.” “So we’re friends now? Is that right?” Adagio piqued a brow and leaned against the back of the couch, folding one leg over the other. “That’s sweet.” Sunset rolled her eyes with a frown. “I get you’re not into the whole friendship thing, but I just don’t want there to be any tension between us. Honestly… what you said on Saturday really stuck with me.” “Oh? What part? The part where I said you wanted your little princess friend to fuck you, or the part where I—” “Adagio,” the red-head snapped. The other girl raised her brows and held up her hands defensively. “I meant the part where you said it was my fault you couldn’t sing anymore. You’re right. It is my fault, and I want to make that up to you. Not just because you—” she blushed and averted her eyes a bit, “because we’re sleeping together. But because it’s the right thing to do.” “Well aren’t you just so noble.” “Do you want to do this or not?” The siren sighed and waved a hand to signal for the younger girl to begin with the keyboard. She hesitated, swallowing nervously before opening her mouth to sing. Off key would’ve been a compliment. Adagio physically winced at the sound of her own voice, even more so as Sunset shifted onto the next note in the sequence, and so on. She fidgeted with her fingers and kept her eyes low as Sunset played about with the keyboard settings. “Alright. I’ll be honest, that was really bad.” Adagio scoffed, “You don’t hold back.” Sunset smiled, “It’s not really my style.” With a shrug she started playing out another scale in a lower octave. “Try this scale. You’re saying singing came naturally to you, so maybe you can’t sing anymore because you just don’t know how to. We can work on breathing techniques and finding your voice type first, then worry about singing in key. Sound good?” Adagio let out a sigh and finally let her shoulders drop as she relaxed. “Alright. I suppose I can trust you.” Sunset shot her a wink. “You’re in good hands.” Author's Note LMAOOOO this was supposed to be a one shot but I have been commissioned to try and give this story an ending; so here's chapter 2! stay groovy No ifs, ands or butts.“I’ve just never had a real relationship before,” Sunset shrugged as she plucked more noodles from her take-out box, between her chopsticks, “I didn’t really see what was so important. I just… used people to get what I wanted. It was as simple as that.” Adagio swallowed down her own food with a nod before prodding at her plate with a fork. “You don’t need to explain yourself to me, Sunset Shimmer. I know how electrifying it feels to take advantage of someone’s naivete. You don’t need to play nice with me,” she gave her a grin and a quick wink, “I won’t tell anybody.” Sunset gave a chuckle and shovelled her food into her mouth, much to the dismay of Adagio who watched as she slurped the noodles past her lips. “Charming.” They’d finished up Adagio’s vocal training for the day some time ago and had decided to order Chinese for dinner. The siren had turned the other girl’s offer down at first, but the ache of hunger in her stomach persuaded her to comply. Sunset had asked if she wanted to watch a movie to pass the time, but the older girl had to once again reject her. She reminded the former unicorn that she had no interest in becoming anything more than what they were currently... whatever that may have been; and so they merely sat on Sunset’s couch, telling tales of their life, and teasing each other all the same. “I once… dated,” Adagio punctuated with air quotes, “this one boy who thought himself to be the next big shot of the music industry. The boy couldn’t write a lyric to save his life, and went on to live in his parent’s basement well into his thirties. Starswirl knows what he’s up to now– if he’s even still alive.” She shrugged and ate some more of her noodles. Sunset paused and sat her chopsticks in her take out container before sliding down from the arm to sit on the cushion beside Adagio, facing her front-on. “So you’re like… actually thousands of years old?” Adagio tutted and wagged her finger, “Now, now, Sunset you should know it’s not polite to ask a lady her age.” She smiled and set her plate on the red-head’s coffee table, turning towards her to indulge in her curiosity. “I’ll be honest, I don’t know how old I am anymore. When I was sent to this world I had to have been alive for at least... two millennia.” She inspected her nails, glanced up at the younger girl, and smirked as she seemed almost captivated by her. “But when I got here I was in a teenage girl’s body. I don’t know if maybe some of our magic from Equestria leaked over and kept us young, or stopped us ageing like normal human girls, but since you and your little group of friends destroyed our gems…” Adagio’s confidence faltered a bit before she let out a sigh, “Well, let’s just say I haven’t exactly enjoyed the back pain in the morning.” The red-head looked down at her hands and wrung then awkwardly. “Sorry…” “Don’t be. We all need to get older. To be honest, I’m… somewhat glad. It’s nice to feel mortal. It’s exciting,” she flashed her teeth in a grin. Sunset didn’t want to admit it but Adagio was… charming. She was charismatic, and even without her magic she was absolutely enchanting. “Well,” the older girl spoke as she pushed herself up from the couch, “thank you for the food, but I should really be off.” Adagio collected her purse from beside the coffee table and slung the strap over her shoulder. Sunset watched her gather her things and pluck her jacket from the coat rack by the door before piping up. “When can I see you again?” Adagio fixed her with a look, eyeing her curiously for a moment before giving a smirk. “You’re really that wound up?” “That’s not—” she blushed, “that isn’t what I meant. I mean, when do you want to do this again?” “Oh.” The siren hesitated, looking down at her feet and toeing the rug with her boot. “Well, I can stop by this weekend again, if that’s alright? And if things have been… stressful this week, well..” she gave a small, teasing pout as she tilted her head a bit. “You can decide what we do, after my lesson.” Sunset blinked before giving a nod, “Yeah. Yeah, sure. Sounds good. Do you want me to pick you up, or—” “That won’t be necessary,” the siren raised a hand. “Make no mistake; this little arrangement is of mutual convenience; nothing more. We needn’t get personal. The less you know about me, the better. For the both of us.” “Yeah, right… sorry.” Adagio smiled and cracked the door open, “See you this weekend.” Shooting Sunset one last wink and blowing her a kiss before stepping out the door, she left the apartment. Sunset let out a shaky breath. —————— “What do you mean you can’t come to laser tag this weekend!?” Pinkie Pie all but whimpered, her tight grip on her bestfriend’s shoulders never faltering. The pink teen was despondent— brimming on inconsolable— and Sunset could only rub her back with an awkward chuckle. “I just can’t. I’m gonna be busy– uh. Cleaning.” “Well, ‘m sure we could help ya out, Sunset. If’en you’d just’a asked.” “No, no,” she finally managed to pull herself out of Pinkie’s grip, just enough to raise a hand in objection. “It’s fine, really. I like cleaning. I don’t really like other people seeing my mess, though.” Fluttershy narrowed her eyes, “But your apartment’s always a mess?” “Yeah, but— usually it’s a controlled mess. All my music stuff is lying everywhere and…” she trailed off, thinking of a better excuse. “And I’m actually meeting up with Starlight Glimmer to help me clean the place up! I haven’t seen her in awhile, so…” “Well I’m sure Starlight could accompany us to laser tag darling,” Rarity smiled, “the more the merrier.” “Yeah Sunshim!” Pinkie beamed, “Starlight can tell us all about how Twilight’s doing, too!” The purple-haired bookworm peeked up over the bindings of her newest crime novel and adjusted her glasses. “Hm?” Sunset waved her hands awkwardly, “Ngh— not you, Twi, sorry. The, uhm.” Sunset swallowed thickly, her cheeks warming at the thought of the Princess. “The other Twilight.” “Speaking of Twilight, why don’t we invite her out with us? Sunset, you still have that journal of yours, right?” Rarity smiled. “I do, but--” The rest of the group exchanged glances between themselves. “So who wants to be the one to break it to Rarity that we can’t exactly be walkin’ round with two Twilight Sparkles?” “Oh, pfft, ckuh, ugh. The people around here have seen much weirder, darling. Beside’s, everyone at school is already aware Twilight is a Princess from Equestria. There isn’t exactly anyone we’ll be needing to explain anything to.” Sunset bit the inside of her cheek. “I’m sure Princess Twilight’s too busy to come hang out with us at laser tag. She is running that school, remember?” Rainbow Dash pulled her feet from atop the lunch table and sat in her chair properly, arms folded across her chest as she narrowed her eyes toward the red-head. “Isn’t Starlight Glimmer also working at Twilight’s school as a counsellor or something? How come she has time to come hang out?” Sunset shot the other girl a glare and rose to her feet, collecting her empty lunch tray as she stepped out from her chair. “Because Princess Twilight is the headmare-- mistress-- teacher. The head teacher,” she shook her head, flustered. She pinched the bridge of her nose as she walked over to dump her trash into one of the cafeteria garbage cans. She mumbled out a curse, taking a moment to steal herself before turning on her heel to return to the group. “So you’re definitely not coming?” Pinkie pouted once more, eyes welling with tears as she clasped her hands together desperately. “Sorry Pinkie. Maybe next time! It’s just that I already have plans.” She shrugged. From where she stood, she glanced over at Rainbow Dash who was currently staring at her sceptically. Sunset furrowed her brow with a frown as if challenging Dash to speak up. The blue teen retorted in a quick-spreading grin as she raised her hands, touched her thumb with her fore finger, and slid her other forefinger through the hoop. Sunset’s face burned as she pursed her lips in a tight line, digging her nails into her palm in order to not bark at the other teen, lest she drew the attention of the rest of the group. Instead she swiftly turned on her heel once more and tossed her hair over her shoulder. She wasn’t going to take the bait. “I’ll see you girls later. I’m going to one of the art classes. Trixie needs my help with poster designs for her upcoming magic show. Don’t wait up.” Once the red-head was out of earshot, the rest of the group turned in to mumble quietly. “She’s been acting weird these past couple’a days, right? It ain’t just me bein’ paranoid?” “No, there is definitely something wrong. Sunset tells me everything. If Starlight was coming through the portal, I’d’ve known about it before she even told me. We have that kind of telepathic connection.” Pinkie furrowed her brow and stroked at her chin. “Maybe she’s throwing a surprise party!” The other girl’s blinked. “A party for what, exactly?” “Well for being such good friends, silly! What else?” Twilight peeked up from her book again to narrow her eyes. “I… don’t think that’s it. Maybe she just doesn’t want to go to laser tag and doesn’t know how to tell us without making anyone feel bad.” “Hmm,” Rarity hummed, “she is the kind of person to sacrifice her own happiness for others. But, surely that can’t be right? Sunset loves laser tag.” Applejack eyed up the rainbow-haired teen that was currently swinging on her chair, hands tucked into her pockets. “Dash? You alright there? You don’t seem all that concerned?” “Oh--” Rainbow Dash stopped her swinging once more to join in on the conversation. “Yeah I’m fine. It just doesn’t seem like a big deal.” “Not a big deal!?” Pinkie gripped the front of Dash’s shirt to shake her a bit. “There’s something wrong with Sunset and that’s not a big deal?” “Hey-- easy, easy!” She frowned, prying the other teen’s hands from her now-crinkled shirt. “Sunset has other friends. She’s allowed to hang out with them. I don’t see what all the drama’s about.” The group mumbled for a moment before begrudgingly agreeing with the blue girl. “I say we keep an eye on her though, just ‘n case things do start gettin’ weird.” Pinkie Pie raised a hand to her forehead in a salute. “Mission: ‘make sure Sunset Shimmer is okay’, is a-go!” Author's Note here's another chapter of this mess i promise there is a plot to this aouiejfdk,l as always feel free to comment/rate/leave a thumbs up if you liked the new chapter! I'm hoping to be uploading a new project pretty soon 👀 stay tuned! A fine line.Sunset Shimmer had never felt any empathy towards bacteria; that was, until now, as her friends had collectively decided to inspect her like some molecule under Twilight’s microscope. Unfortunately, she shared at least one scheduled class with each of the girl’s and so each girl’s stare bore into the back of her head as the week pressed on. Home Economics, which had once been a safe haven from responsibility as she allowed Pinkie to take complete control of their assignments, now consisted of the pinkette reciting a list of “super fun-tastical activities” she and the others could do together the following weekend. Or, if she were to change her mind, alternative plans for this weekend. Sunset could only chuckle nervously and decline. The tension in Math class wasn’t as prevalent, but was definitely still there. After all, discretion hadn’t ever been one of Twilight’s strong points; especially when it came to getting information out of someone, let alone Sunset. The red-head did her best to answer the other girl’s questions truthfully and politely— just enough so that she would stop pressing her about what was really going on. P.E with Dash had to be the worst, though. The blue girl made a point to tease her at any available opportunity, bringing up the fact she had covered for her with the rest of the group, and how Applejack was making it her personal goal to ‘get to the bottom of whatever was going on.’ Sunset found it absolutely exhausting. It hadn’t been until she closed her locker for the last time on Friday afternoon that she realised just how draining her friends had actually been recently, and the thought alone made her frown. They were just concerned. They only cared about her. They were only worried. “Don’t worry, everything’ll be better soon,” Adagio purred into Sunset’s ear as the red-head shuddered below her. “Now be a good girl and spread your legs.” Sunset did as she was told and shifted towards the edge of the bed, laying back against the mattress and spreading her legs, gingerly, before Adagio forced her knees further apart. She winced in pain. “Ow—” “Sorry.” The siren mumbled as she kissed along the inside of the other girl’s thigh, her teeth grazing against the skin lightly before she bit down on the soft flesh, eliciting a whimper from the former equestrian. “Why are your teeth so sharp—” Adagio pressed a kiss to the already bruising skin before she shifted on her knees to press another kiss to Sunset’s navel. “The battle of the bands. When the girls and I half-transformed into our siren forms; we grew wings and our teeth sharpened to a point. My fangs never really went away.” Sunset bit her lip as Adagio’s warm breath highlighted just how slicked the skin between her thighs had become, and she let out a breath as the older girl held onto her legs firmly. The bed frame beneath her groaned as Sunset adjusted her hips, back arching slightly off of the mattress as Adagio took her into her mouth, the singer’s warm tongue spreading her folds and pushing it’s way inside. Sunset’s eyes fluttered beneath their lids in ecstasy and she slowly slipped her fingers into Adagio’s hair to pull her face closer— her tongue closer— her climax closer. “Mh—” she whimpered, the siren digging her nails into the flesh of her thigh as an indication to not hold onto her so tightly. Sunset immediately relented. Adagio gave her leg a squeeze. “Say her name.” “T-Twilight—” “Louder,” Adagio’s voice was warm against her core. “Twilig— nh-” she panted, her hips jolting as the older girl rubbed at Sunset’s clit in tandem with her tongue, massaging and gentle, but with just enough pressure to send Sunset reeling. She pulled a hand from Adagio’s hair to push back her own, crimson tresses slick and damp with the sweat that gathered on Sunset’s skin. She began gently rocking her hips against the older girl’s face and she could feel Adagio grin against her. Sunset let out a breath. Her toes curled in her climax, her ankles hooking behind the other girl’s rear, pulling Adagio into herself desperately as she moaned out the Princess’ name once more. “There’s a good girl,” Adagio whispered against her as she lapped at the wetness that left the other girl panting for breath in the dark. After a few more moments Sunset relented, and Adagio wiped at her chin with the back of her hand. She pulled away to shift upward and propped herself above the red-head to look down at her bliss-filled face. Sunset blinked her eyes open only for Adagio to cover them with a hand. “We’re not done yet. Keep your eyes closed. I’m still the Princess.” Sunset faltered in hesitation for a moment but complied, and not a moment later Adagio pulled her hand away again. She felt the mattress shift as the older girl straddled her hips and she wet her mouth in anticipation before Adagi— Before the ‘Princess’ captured her in a kiss. She felt Twilight’s tongue probe at her mouth for access which she willingly gave, and before long both girl’s were breathing against each other— hands each travelling the other’s body sheepishly. More so the case for Sunset, but she tried her best to focus with how foggy her mind had become, overtaken with lust and euphoria. Sunset’s face was a blaze; she could taste herself on the other girl’s lips, and she squirmed at the thought. She felt the Princess nip at her lip slightly before pressing her mouth against hers once more. This, in turn with the confident tongue that pressed against her own, made Sunset’s chest bubble in ecstasy as white-heat spread throughout her veins. Honestly, she wondered why they hadn’t started with this instead. Another nip came, but the sharp canine of the other girl caused Sunset to wince, and Adagio immediately pulled back to clear her throat. “Well,” she glanced away as Sunset propped herself up on her elbows to look at her, “I’m surprised you still had stamina left for a second round. You sure do like being topped, huh.” The red-head frowned with a blush. “I’ve never done this before.” “I was teasing Sunset. Like I said before: I don’t care.” She ran her hands along either side of the other girl’s neck, working her palms across her collarbone and the length of her shoulders. As much as Adagio hated to admit it, the other girl was fairly attractive. She had a toned stomach with curving hips, topped off with long, tanned legs. And her ass, Starswirl, her ass. She’d gotten lost in her thoughts as she traced her nail across the sweat-slicked skin of Sunset’s nape, only snapped back to reality when the other girl reached up and set her hands atop Adagio’s own. “Mh?” She blinked, “did you say something?” “I was just wondering if… if when you transformed—” she hesitated, “did it hurt?” Adagio fixed her with a look before blowing the hair from her face and averting her gaze. “The initial transformation was fine. After all, we are—” she drew her lips into a line, “we were sirens. It felt good to have even a shred of what we once were, back.” “But?...” Adagio looked back at Sunset’s face for a moment before clasping her hands behind the other girl’s neck. “But, transforming back… is another story altogether.” Her voice dropped to a whisper as she leaned closer to Sunset’s neck, reserving to kiss and nip at the skin there once more. Sunset grunted in protest and gave her arms a squeeze. “C’mon Adagio can’t we just talk?” “Last I checked that wasn’t part of our arrangement.” Sunset frowned, opening her mouth to retort only to be cut off by the other girl, who moved to climb off of her lap. “Well then, if we’re done here, I’ll call a cab.” “Adagio you can stay over—” She pressed a finger to Sunset’s lips with a scowl. “I’ve already told you no, Sunset Shimmer.” The red-head rolled her eyes. “Stop being stubborn.” “Stop being obtuse.” Sunset narrowed her eyes and frowned as Adagio pushed herself from the bed to collect her clothes. She licked at her lip and found the familiar metallic taste of blood. She pressed a finger to her mouth and pulled it away to examine the darkened finger tip in the dim lighting of the apartment. “Sorry, for that,” Adagio glanced down at the other girl’s mouth for a beat before she tied her hair up with her scrunchie. “It’s alright. It didn’t really hurt,” Sunset offered a smile. “I suppose I’ll just have to bite harder next time,” Adagio smirked with a wink that sent the butterflies in Sunset’s stomach fluttering. She watched the other girl straighten out her clothes in the full-length mirror, turn her head from one side to the other to inspect herself, and tuck a lock of hair behind her ear. “Are you sure you’re okay to get home?” “Listen, Sunset. You’re sweet, but I’m a big girl,” she paced over to where Sunset sat on the edge of the bed and leaned down to level with her. “I’m perfectly capable of looking after myself. You don’t need to play the hero.” “Right,” she averted her gaze, “Sorry. Force of habit.” “Habits can be broken. Something to work on,” she stood straight and ruffled Sunset’s hair before she turned to leave, but not before Sunset caught her wrist. “I—… next weekend probably isn’t good for me to meet up again. Pinkie and the girls want to hang out and if I cancel on them again, then…” she trailed off bashfully and looked away. “Ah, right.” Adagio pursed her lips. “Well that’s fine then. We can just meet the week after that.” Sunset frowned and reached out for her again. “Wait that isn’t—… what I mean is— why don’t we meet up during the week? I’m sure the girls wouldn’t care if—” The siren clicked her tongue. “It’s cute that you think I need your friends’ permission to come see you. If it’s what you want then I don’t see the problem. It seems like they’re the ones with issues. Am I wrong?” Adagio watched with an arched brow as Sunset scrambled for words to say. To make excuses for the other six. “You have my number. If you want to meet up, just text me. If I respond, we’ll see what can be arranged.” Once again her heels clicked against the wood of Sunset’s staircase and the younger girl peered over the loft’s railing, as Adagio paused in the doorway. “Don’t let those girls dictate your future. It’s your life, after all. It’s your power to decide what to do with it.” “That isn’t—” “Thank you for the lesson today. I’ll see you soon, Sunset.” The door clicked behind her. Sunset paced back over to her bed to sit against the mattress for a bit. When she found herself in reality again she let out a sigh, heavy shoulder’s weighing her back down against the bed as she covered her face with her hands. She understood their arrangement. She understood that Adagio was in no way inclined or required to tell Sunset anything about herself, or her past. But something inside her just wanted to know. What made her tick. Why agree to this… ludicrous situation. Sleep with her to learn how to sing. Sunset would have laughed if she could find any humour in it. Why Sunset, the very girl who had taken everything from her, and not someone-- anyone-- else? Was there a deeper reason; and if so, what; or was that just wishful thinking? If it was wishful thinking, what was she wishing for in the first place? Sunset groaned, running herself in circles. Now that she was left alone, the silence reminded her just how damp her skin and hair had become during their… session. She groaned, again, moving to sit up and collect fresh clothes from her dresser. She didn’t particularly care as she plucked a random t-shirt, new pair of pyjama bottoms and clean underwear from each of the drawers before making her way down the stairs to her bathroom, flicking on the string lights that hung around the second floor railing as she went. “Why can’t she just accept a simple act of kindness?” Sunset muttered, furrowing her brows in annoyance. “I’m not stupid. I know she’s only using me.” Sunset frowned and winced a bit as she flicked on the knob for her shower, the old pipes creaking before spitting the water out into the old tub. “Then again,” she sat her clothes down on top of the toilet lid, “I’m not exactly any better…” She sighed and ran a hand through her sweat-slicked hair, grimacing as she felt just how matted and greasy it’d become. “Well that’s gross.” After a moment of letting the water heat up, she stepped into the shower and sighed as a wave of calm eased out the tension in her shoulders. She closed her eyes, surrendering herself to the water, and let out a sigh. Sunset pushed the bathroom door open as she scrubbed at her hair with a towel, the warm steam spilling out into the living room around her. She went over to her desk and jiggled her mouse a bit to wake up her desktop before typing in her password and putting on some music. She then laid her towel over the back of her computer chair before rounding the staircase to go back upstairs. Sunset hummed along with the music and puckered her cheek, fishing out her hair brush and blow dryer, taking them back downstairs with her. She tossed the blow dryer onto the couch and sat on the arm as she combed the damp tangles from her red tresses, tapping her foot against the rug in time with the drums. Once she flipped her hair to the other side, gave it a comb, and was happy with herself, she plugged the blow dryer into a free socket by her TV and switched it on. She held her hand in front of the warm gust of air to test its heat before running her fingers through her hair and blowing it dry. Sunset closed her eyes, tiredness making itself apparent in the form of a yawn, and she blinked her eyes open to look at the clock above her door. Seeing that it was only just after 8, she grumbled with a frown. “I guess I should probably do my trig homework…” she mumbled, “then again—” she glanced towards her gaming setup before shaking her head, “no. Homework first, Shimmer.” Her shoulders slumped as she clicked the blow dryer off. Sunset didn’t bother to gather her things as she trudged back up stairs and fished through her backpack for her textbooks and notepad, slumping down onto her bed with a grunt. She paused, looked at the messy sheets, and winced. “Right. New sheets first. Homework second.” She set her books on the floor and adjusted her shirt before she began cleaning, stripping the duvet and rolling it into a ball to toss over the railing. She bobbed her head along with the music downstairs, letting out small hums and tapping her feet as she went. After tossing all of her washing over her railing, she hopped down her stairs to the beat, jumping off her last step and landing on both feet as she shot her fist into the air. Sunset then turned on her heel, opened her storage closet, and dug through it for clean sheets. Once acquired she set them on the back of the couch and moved to toss the old ones in her hamper by the bathroom door before she took the new ones back upstairs to dress her bed again. Finally, she sat down with a satisfied sigh, pulling her books up onto her bed with her as she got to work on her notes from class. She flicked through the pages, puckering her cheek as she scanned the dates. “Last week. Wednesday. Yesterday! Got it.” Sunset blinked at the page and tightened her lips, the small stick-figure drawing of Adagio staring right back at her with her small, black-dot eyes. She groaned and rolled her eyes. She set the book to the side and leaned over to pluck her phone from beside her lamp. Thankfully she had put the darn thing on silent and turned off vibrate, because Pinkie Pie had blown up her texts. She could only imagine what Adagio would have done with it if it had kept buzzing non-stop. Or to her. Or to her, with it— She cleared her throat and typed in her passcode. She had been tagged in a plethora of pictures, despite not being present, as if to make her feel more guilty. She frowned down at the caption. “We can’t be the bestie squad without our bestie</3”. 32 likes so far. 3 comments. None from the girls. Sunset sighed and tossed her phone onto her bed. She rubbed at her forehead before running a hand through her hair and picking up her phone again to read through her texts, wincing at the 5 missed calls already. “No,” she shook her head, “I told them I wasn’t going. I didn’t flake,” she said aloud. It was true! She had told them well in advance. It wasn’t like she had waited until the last minute and cancelled! They were being ridiculous. She was pulled from her sulking by a wrapping on her front door and she paused for a moment to check the time. 9:13pm. She arched a brow. She pushed herself up to stand, dropping her phone onto her bed before she made her way downstairs. She flattened her hair— adjusting ringlets that didn’t fall into place right— and gave herself one last look over in the mirror behind her door before she opened it with a polite smile. “Hello--?” “Surprise!” Beamed Pinkie Pie as she leapt onto Sunset, wrapping her arms around her neck tightly. The other girls stood not too far behind, all holding different collections of duffel bags and backpacks, all looking equally as guilty. “Wh- hey! Yeah, this uh—” Sunset chuckled awkwardly, “this really is a surprise!” Pinkie pulled back after she was content with the hug and bounced in place on her heels. “Well! Did you get my text?” “Uh—” “Since you couldn’t make it to laser tag, we decided it would be super-mega fun if we had a sleepover!” “I can, uhm, see that—” “And since you didn’t feel like coming out-- we brought the sleepover to you, Sunset!” Suddenly, she was ecstatic Adagio had taken a cab home. Author's Note so this took a while to come out! Are things getting tense between the girls? 🤔 stay tuned to find out! As always, comments and thumbs up are appreciated! If you would like to support me and my writing, please consider donating to my ko-fi! Or, get in touch about a commission! other socials - Twitter Tumblr Discord (DM!) Never have I ever“Mmmmh! Popcorn’s done!” Pinkie Pie cheered, hoisting the large bowl of popcorn above her head for all to see. She hopped, skipped and jumped over the other girls who’s sleeping bags lay scattered across the floor. After doing a little dance of sorts, she threw herself onto the couch beside Sunset, who was currently half-way through having her hair braided. “I must say darling, you did a wonderful job cleaning up.” Rarity smiled from behind the red-head, “the place looks simply marvellous.” Sunset laughed awkwardly. “Haha, yeah! Is that why you girls headed over here? To mess it up again?” “Now, now, Sugar cube,” Applejack chuckled. “We’d never do such a thing like that. Right Dash?” Rainbow Dash peeked up from her collection of candy wrappers that had begun to pile up at her side, mashing the buttons on Sunset’s gaming controller as she tried her best to stay focused on the game. “Uh, yeah, sure. Pepperoni’s fine.” The girls shook their heads and laughed. Sunset had to admit, it was nice to hang out with the girls. It had honestly been a while since they had all gotten together like this, thanks to finals being just around the corner. As well… other things. She relaxed her shoulders and closed her eyes, letting herself be soothed by the gentle workings of Rarity’s fingers in her hair. If she concentrated hard enough— and ignored the obnoxious way Dash slurped up her soda— she could almost imagine someone else was playing with her hair. Someone like— “So, when did Starlight head home?” Twilight chimed in, setting her controller down to grab a handful of popcorn from Pinkie’s bowl. Sunset’s cheeks flushed and she opened her eyes. “Huh?” There was an awkward beat before her thoughts caught up to her, “Oh! Uhm- she left not long before you guys got here, actually. I’d just hopped out the shower.” “And why were you in the shower while Starlight was here, Sunset?” Rainbow Dash quirked a brow, leaning her elbow back onto the couch to throw a shit-eating grin Sunset’s way. Sunset’s eyebrow twitched. “Well, Dash, if you must know,” she said through gritted teeth, hoping to Celestia none of the other girls would pick up on her animosity. She knew that was just being hopeful, though. “She told me I could hop in a shower and she would finish up the cleaning. I spilled bleach on my legs and I needed to wash it off before it started to burn.” It wasn’t that Sunset liked lying; but with years of practice, it was like a second nature. The pale-skinned girl behind her narrowed her eyes and puckered her cheek, not quite convinced. Rarity gasped, finally finishing off Sunset’s hair with a hair-tie. “Oh, my! You must be careful with those kinds of products, darlings. It can cause permanent damage to the skin if left untreated! I do hope you take more care in the future, Sunset.” “I will, Rare.” The red-head nodded and adjusted herself on the couch to face the TV screen now, tucking her legs into a basket and playing with the curl of hair by her face. “So!” Pinkie cheered, throwing an arm around Sunset and spilling some popcorn onto the floor, “what games should we play! Oh, oh, oh! Truth or dare? No, no- clue- oh, oh-!” “Hows about giving someone else a chance to decide, Pinkie Pie?” Applejack chuckled, adjusting the rim of her hat to tilt the curve out of her eyes. Pinkie Pie paused and before giving an awkward smile and nodding frivolously. “So… anyone else got any ideas?” The girls all murmured between themselves for a few moments, rubbing their heads in thought. Dash was the first to raise her hand, beaming in Sunset’s direction the entire time. “What about Never have I ever?” Sunset was going to kill her. “Never have I ever… skipped class,” Sunset shrugged, scanning the room and waiting for someone else to put a finger down. She was the only one, it seemed, until Fluttershy cleared her throat and put down a finger. The room collectively gasped. “Fluttershy?!” The girl in question peeked out from behind her hair before shifting it out of her face. “I don’t know if I’d exactly call it skipping. I was called down to the animal shelter in an emergency when one of the baby goats got loose. They needed my help to put them all to sleep again.” The girls collectively hummed, as if debating whether it was worthy of the game. Rainbow Dash shrugged, “I mean… you missed class, so, I think it counts.” The girls murmured in agreement. Twilight was next and puckered her lips, looking up to the ceiling as if to find a ‘good one’. She smiled after a moment, cheeks tinted in a blush, and smirked devilishly to the rest of the room. “Never have I ever kissed anyone before.” The girls all seemed to be caught off guard, mouths dropping open as they watched Twilight giddily put a single finger down. They all looked between themselves for a moment before each of them all, similarly, put down a finger. Twilight’s proud smile dropped into an immediate frown. “W-what!? All of you!? When!?” She gasped. Applejack started the round off. “Kin-de-garten. This little feller picked me a handful ‘ah daisies from the playground,” she chuckled, “came right up tah’ me ‘an gave me a big ‘ole smooch. Hoowee, Big Mac didn’t much approve of that.” Rarity nodded. “Summer Camp; fourth grade; we were to be the next power couple of the fashion industry.” She let out a deep sigh and leaned against Applejack for dramatic affect, draping her arm over her forehead and clutching her shirt. “Alas, there was another… just as he had kissed me behind the tire-swing tree, so too did he have his way with… her.” She glared daggers at Pinkie Pie. Pinkie choked on her popcorn and pounded at her chest, Sunset aiding her by patting the small of her back. “He kissed me!” “Of course that’s what you’d say— boyfriend stealer!” “Ugh! He wasn’t even that good of a kisser anyway!” Rarity gasped. “You take that back!” The group of girls laughed amongst themselves as the two continued to bicker, throwing insults here and there; something about lop-sided ponytails and ugly, clashing cargo shorts. Things from a simpler time; mundane and nostalgic. Sunset snorted in a quiet laugh. Twilight smiled and scooted closer. “What about you, then, Sunset?” “Hm?” “When was your first kiss?” Suddenly, all twelve eyes were on her, the argument dying out immediately as each girl leaned in expectantly, desperate to hear the mysterious tales of Sunset’s love life. She’d honestly rather eat a bullet. “Oh, uhm,” she rubbed at her head awkwardly. “You guys don’t know them.” “Oh?” Rarity piqued a brow, polite smile spreading into a mischievous smirk. “And older man?” “Or woman?” Rainbow Dash snorted. Rarity shrugged. “Yes, yes, the drama’s all the same, darling.” Sunset swallowed and dropped her eyes. “N-no, uhm. They just don’t… they aren’t from here, if you get what I mean?” “You kissed someone from Crystal Prep?!” Twilight clapped her hands over her mouth in horror, eyes wide as she sucked in a breath. “No, no!” Sunset frowned. “I just mean that-” she sighed, “I had my first kiss when I was a filly- er, uhm. Before I came to this world.” “Oooooh,” the girls let out a relieved breath. “And what was that like?” Twilight blinked, seemingly genuine in her curiosity. The other girl’s teasing stares all seemed to mirror the bookworms, now, filled with well-intended curiosity and wonder. Sunset cleared her throat again and tugged on the collar of her shirt. “Well, uhm. It was a mare. Uhm- I mean- a girl. It wasn’t romantic or anything like that-” “-fillies with benefits?” Dash snorted. Applejack punched her arm. Sunset rolled her eyes and fixed her jaw. “She was an older student of Celestia. She didn’t have a lot of friends, so we sort of gravitated towards each other, I guess; in a melancholic, depressing kind of way. Pony culture is super different from how it is over here and we- I guess technically- mature faster.” She wrung her hands together and adjusted her position in her seat. “We would like… you know, kiss and stuff.” “And stuff?” Applejack raised a brow. Sunset’s heart thumped. “N-nothing like-! Not like that kind of stuff. Well, I mean… I don’t really know what I mean…” She ducked her head and rubbed the back of her neck sheepishly. “You can’t exactly hold hands over there, so you sort of just… it’s substituted. Things like that.” The group exchanged awkward glances before Twilight gave Sunset’s hands a gentle squeeze, pulling them apart to stroke the back of Sunset’s hand with her thumb. “You don’t need to talk about it if you don’t want to, Sunset.” “Yeah. That’s, uhm. Yeah. Sorry. I didn’t mean to make things awkward. It was a weird place in life and I was figuring stuff out, I guess. It’s just kind of embarrassing to talk about.” “That’s okay!” Pinkie smiled, wrapping her arm around Sunset’s shoulders to pull her into a tight hug. “We all have stuff we don’t like to talk about, Sunshim! Like how Rainbow Dash is secretly afraid of silly-straws!” She slapped her hand over her mouth, “oops. Sorry Dashie.” “Pinkie Pie!” Dash blushed, furrowing her brows with a frown. The girls lit up in a fit of giggles and laughter again and Sunset settled into her skin, content with the gentle warmth of Twilight’s hand and the tight embrace that Pinkie kept held on her. Sunset waved the girls off the next afternoon, the morning filled with sleepy shenanigans and Pinkie Pie’s “world famous triple-stack, chocolicious flap jacks”. Honestly, if it hadn’t been for the coffee, Sunset probably would have vomited. The bitterness was a nice balance. “Well, looks like it’s just you and me,” Twilight smiled, teetering on her heels as both she and Sunset stepped back into the apartment. “Shining should be here to pick me up soon, though.” “Sounds good. Feels like it’s been ages since we got to hang out,” Sunset blushed, twirling a lock of hair before smoothing it behind her ear. “Just the two of us, I mean.” Twilight nodded and stifled a giggle. “I know. We haven’t really studied much for the finals, either. Well- I have. I can only assume that you haven’t been up to much studying.” The shorter girl folded her arms. “Oh? And what gives you that impression?” Sunset mirrored her, offering up a challenging grin in response. “You’ve been too busy hanging out with your new friend.” Sunset’s stomach dropped. How did she- did Dash- “Well, I know she isn’t a new friend, but none of us have really spent much time with Starlight Glimmer since the mirror incident.” Twilight wandered over to the couch and sat down, curling up against the arm and leaving plenty of space for Sunset to join her. “I think it’s still bizarre to the other girls how active your social life is.” “A-and it isn’t to you?” Sunset sat beside her. Twilight shook her head with a hum. “Nope. Not at all. I just always pegged you for the social butterfly type, anyway.” “Oh, well… that’s a relief, I guess.” Sunset chuckled. “What is?” “That you don’t think I’m just some shut-in who only goes out for groceries or when the girls want to hang.” Twilight snorted and adjusted herself to shift closer. “I think you’re interesting.” “Interesting?” “Mysterious.” “M-mysterious?” “Mhm,” Twilight nodded again, “You’re probably the most interesting person I’ve ever met; and I’ve met an astrophysicist before.” Sunset’s cheeks were taken in a fiery blush and she rubbed the back of her neck again, ducking her head to avoid Twilight’s eyes. “That’s… really nice of you to say. I think you’re pretty cool, too.” Suddenly, Sunset was all too aware of just how close the other girl was and she felt a familiar yearning ignite within herself. She swallowed thickly and stood from the couch to make some distance. Laughing nervously, she wandered over to her mini fridge and pulled out two cans of soda. “Y-you want one? Or, uh- it’s a nice day out! Want me to walk you home? That way your brother doesn’t have to rush over from work.” Twilight seemed taken aback, but she nodded with a smile regardless. “Sure, that sounds like fun.” Sunset sat leaning against her desk as she watched Twilight gather her things from about the living room, tucking her sleeping bag into her bag and slipping it onto her shoulders. She swallowed thickly every time the other girl would bend down, drowning herself in her lemonade as a distraction; anything to tear her eyes away from the rim of Twilight’s skirt- “All done!” Twilight smiled and wandered over to collect her own can of soda. “G-great!” Sunset opened the door for her and closed it behind them both, pausing to pat herself down in search of her key. When she came up short, she grumbled. “Oh, shoot… uch,” Sunset bent down to peek under the doormat, clicking her tongue when nothing was there, before turning her attention to the large potted plant by the doorstep. Twilight watched as the older girl plucked a spare key from the dirt and locked the door, only to slip the key into her pocket once she was done. “Huh? What was that about?” Sunset chuckled and jogged a bit to catch up after Twilight had started walking. “Forgot my key inside and I couldn’t be bothered running upstairs to get it. I keep a spare in the pot, just in case of emergency.” Twilight snorted. “You, being smart for once?” “I know! There’s a first time for everything,” Sunset chuckled. As they walked, both girls kept the conversation light- cracking jokes every once in a while to make the other laugh. Sipping their drinks. It was nice. Sunset loved spending time with Twilight. She loved making her laugh even more. “So, who’s ‘Fish emoji’ on your phone?” The smaller girl teased. Sunset’s blood ran cold and she coughed awkwardly, tugging at the collar of her shirt. “Why do you ask?” Twilight shrugged and stretched out her arms as she tightrope'd along the raised curb. Sunset held her free hand to keep her balanced. “I didn’t mean to snoop I promise. Your phone woke me up this morning with a text saying they’d forgotten their jacket at your apartment. I’m just curious, is all. You don’t need to answer.” Sunset pursed her lips for a moment and thought about how to answer. She didn’t want to lie but she knew she couldn’t tell the truth, either. “I’ve started giving singing lessons.” Nailed it. “I told them they could come by later and I’d let them know when you girls had all gone home so they could come back for it.” “Ah, I see.” Twilight smiled, seemingly pleased by that answer. “I thought you’d gone out and made some more friends.” Sunset chuckled nervously. “Something like that.” “Well, we’re here.” Twilight smiled as she hopped down from the curb, Sunset dropping her hand and slipping her own into the pocket of her jacket. Twilight stopped just shy of her driveway and turned once again to teeter on her heels. The bookworm nibbled her lip, as if debating whether or not to say something. Sunset supposed she voted against it as she tucked a strand of hair behind her ear instead. “I had fun, thanks. I liked spending time with you again. I missed you, Sunset.” The older girl felt her throat tighten and suddenly her clothes felt all-too constricting. “I-I missed you too, Twi. See you in school?” “Mh,” Twilight nodded, “see you in school.” Sunset watched as Twilight walked up the path to her house, stopping in the doorway to give her a bright smile and a wave goodbye. She felt her heart palpitate. Once Twilight was gone, she stood there for a moment as if waiting for something else to happen. She wasn’t sure what she was expecting. But, when nothing did, she turned on her heel to head back home; alone. Author's Note As always, comments and thumbs up are appreciated! If you would like to support me and my writing, please consider donating to my ko-fi! Or, get in touch about a commission! other socials - Twitter Tumblr Discord (DM!) The song of the siren.“Now this is something I’d never expect to see.” Adagio quirked a brow as she undid the last button on her blouse, followed by tossing it on the bottom of Sunset’s bed. The other girl was sitting at the edge of the mattress, shifting awkwardly in her seat as her eyes drank in the moonlight figure of the girl in front of her. Honestly, how she’d found herself in this situation Sunset couldn’t quite remember herself. She wasn’t usually one to ‘hook up’ with people. She found it shallow, and quite honestly, the topic of sex wasn’t exactly something she was all that keen about. However recently, she’d found her eyes lingering. On shapes. On curves. On the corners of mouths and—…. well. She just didn’t know why. Normally in times like these she would seek help and guidance in Princess Twilight through the journal— however, this time, she wasn’t quite sure asking the Princess was the best idea. There was just a lingering feeling in her gut that this was just more than mixed up feelings to do with the magic of friendship, and so she decided to confide in a friend that might know what she was going through. Rainbow Dash was…. Probably not the best person either, though. Of course she’d managed to nail down exactly what had been bothering her, but… the advice she had given wasn’t as helpful as Sunset had anticipated. The blue girl had informed her— as gently as she could given how awkward she knew Sunset was about these sorts of things— that the feelings the red haired teen had been experiencing was…. Her libido. She’d responded with furrowed brows and snapping with, “Absolutely not, stop joking around here Dash!” But the absence of Rainbow’s usual charismatic sarcasm and ensuing laughter left Sunset with yet another deep pit in her stomach. She didn’t know what to do, who else to turn to, and the last thing she wanted to do was follow Rainbow Dash’s advice of “Just find someone to bone. It’s not weird or anything; I’m sure you’re not the only one our age that just wants to b—” What the other girl was going to say, Sunset didn’t want to find out, as she promptly cut her off with a punch in the arm. She didn’t want to follow her advice. She didn’t want to, but… She now found herself face to face with the very girl that she and her friends had stripped of her powers not even two years ago, now. The girl in question pulled the hair tie from her golden tresses and slid it over her wrist for safekeeping before wrapping her arms around Sunset’s neck and straddling her thighs; the red haired teen responding in a thick gulp. “So,” Adagio mumbled, dragging her teeth over the skin of Sunset’s neck with a heated huff of breath; “what made you want to do this, Little miss ‘squeaky-clean’?” The younger girl tilted her head to the side slightly to allow the siren better access to her throat as she exhaled through her nose. Pursing her lips, Sunset averted her eyes to the wall facing opposite them on the far end of her apartment. “I just-... oh, you know, I just-” “Just wanted to get your rocks off? Thought I’d be fair game since I’m a siren?” “No, I-” “Well, Sunset Shimmer, that’s very presumptuous of you.” Sunset frowned and shifted again awkwardly— as best she could with Adagio on top of her. “I’m sorry… It- it’s really shitty when you put it like that... We can stop, I-” “I was kidding, Sunset. I don’t care. I’ve been alive longer than Equestria, so if you think a little school girl wanting to fool around for a night just because of a stereotyped assumption is enough to hurt my feelings, then my you’re much more naive than I initially thought.” The red haired girl let out a strangled whine as Adagio blew against her ear; her face lighting up in a heated blush as she drew her own lips into a firm line. “My, quite sensitive aren’t we?” Adagio chuckled before pressing a kiss to Sunset’s pulse. “But, you know Sunset; being promiscuous isn’t the only thing sirens are known for, right?” “Uh- what-” The older girl grinned against the flesh of her throat before running her tongue over Sunset’s skin. Adagio’s teeth brushed against the nape of Sunset’s neck before she bit down and sucked. “Mh-!” Sunset winced with a squeak. Only after the other girl began to turn her head toward her shoulder in pain did Adagio pull away to run her tongue along her bottom lip, and grinned as she admired her work. “That’s sure to let your little friends know just what sorts of things you get up to in your free time.” Sunset frowned once more and furrowed her brows slightly, “That hurt.” “Oh, darling that is the least of your problems tonight.” “What is that supposed to-” she was cut off by the other girl promptly shoving her backwards, forcing her back against the mattress as she reached for the bottom of Sunset’s shirt to pull it over the younger girl’s head. There was a pause in Adagio’s movement as she stared down at the girl below her, a small smirk pulling at the corners of her lips. “Bunnies Sunset? Really?” In response to the other girls comment, Sunset instinctively crossed her arms over her chest and tried to turn away out of the other girl’s gaze; embarrassment the flame keeping the deepening hue of blush prominent on her face. “That’s fine. You don’t need to look at me,” the smirk was practically dripping from the siren’s voice as she ran her hands along the other girl’s sides, to her shoulders, before shifting in order to flip Sunset over onto her front, eliciting a surprised yelp from the red haired teen. “I know I’m not the one you’d really want to be doing this with. Why didn’t you ask one of your little friends to help you out, hm?” Sunset swallowed and turned her head to the side in order to stare up at the girl above her. “I- what-” “Why don’t we just cut the bullshit and get right to the point, hm?” As if to punctuate her sentence Adagio dug her nails into the skin of Sunset’s hips, forcing a surprised squeak from her throat, before she shifted once again to lift the bottom half of the younger girls body until Sunset was propped up on her knees. The red haired girl awkwardly pulled her arms out from their trapped position between her chest and the mattress, and moved to kneel up before Adagio forced her face into the sheets by pressing her hand onto the back of the other girls head. “You just stay there and do as you’re told, alright? You called me, remember? I’m in charge.” Teal eyes widened at the firmness of Adagio’s voice, and Sunset let out a short whine before giving a small nod. She received a smile in response, followed by Adagio moving her hand from her head to interlace her fingers over the back of Sunset’s own; the siren’s other hand instead snaking down to slip into the waistband of the younger girl’s underwear. Sunset’s teeth dug into her lower lip as she felt two of Adagio’s fingers run along the length of her woman hood; letting out a shuddered breath as she felt them finally push themselves inside. The siren’s pace was steady and slow at first, but it was only when she rested the palm of her hand against Sunset’s clit that Adagio received any kind of physical response. The red haired teen jolted in place, her shoulders rising from the bed slightly as she tried to let out a deep breath; however, Adagio’s hand once again returned to its position on the back of the younger girl’s head. “A-ah- fuck-” Sunset hissed out between gritted teeth, back arching as her face was forced further into the mattress. Her fingers dragged along the velvet sheets by her head before gathering the material in a bunch; her hands shaking just like the rest of her body at the other girl’s touch. “There’s a good girl. Stay in that position; on your hands and knees. It rather suits you, since all you seem to do is bow down to that little Princess of yours,” the siren smirked, extremely amused at the trembling mess of a girl before her. “Oh, I know,” She teased, bending forward to press her bare chest against the flush of Sunset’s back as she whispered, low, in her ear. “Why don’t we play a little role playing game, hm?. Why not close your eyes and pretend I’m that precious Twilight Sparkle you seem so invested in. That’s who you’d really want to be here with, right?” Sunset opened her mouth to retort, but her words caught in her throat; vocalising only as a whimpered gasp before she bit down on her lip once more. A deep, low, chuckle rose from Adagio’s chest as she curled the two fingers inside the girl below her. “It’s alright. I won’t be offended. Upset she’ll be getting all the credit of making you squirm, maybe, but if that’s what gets you off then by all means.” Sunset let out a panted breath as she opened her mouth to object, but closed it once more to swallow thickly. Adagio had instructed her to cut the bullshit, which was enough indication to let her know that the siren had seen right through her. Fighting her on it would only embarrass herself further in the eyes of the other girl. She’d resolved to just do as she was told, but was stolen from her thoughts as another wave of pleasure drowned her senses in ecstacy, a guttural moan forcing itself from her chest before she inhaled with a whine. “Well? What’s it going to be?” “Tw… light-” she breathed. Adagio hummed and turned her head to whisper into Sunset’s ear once again, “I can’t hear you.” “Please-... Twilight-” The other girl’s name felt like a swear in her mouth as she bit her lip once more, and let another deep breath out through her nose; closing her eyes and furrowing her brows upward in shame. “There we go. Now we can really get into it,” Adagio almost purred as she kneaded her palm against Sunset’s clit. The red haired girl moaned and gripped the sheets tighter; the mattress creaking below her as she arched her back in response to the white flash of heat that washed over her skin. Adagio slipped her hand beneath the wiring of Sunset’s bra to cup a breast in her hand, the other girl letting out a squeaked gasp as she closed her eyes tighter. There was no escape from the heated stimulation that was enveloping the former Equestrian completely, and wholly, especially as she felt the flesh of Adagio’s upper thigh pressing against her own, and the weight of the other girl’s hips digging into her back. But honestly…. She didn’t want to. She didn’t want this to stop. This entire experience was new, and, yes, labouring… but it was so good. She’d never felt this rush of sheer pleasure before in her life, and now it was crashing over her in waves. The mere brush of the other girl’s flesh against her own was enough to incite a reaction. Sunset gave the balled sheets in her hands a squeeze as she felt Adagio’s nails brush against the flesh of her chest, another shaky, heated breath escaping past her lips. “God, Twilight-” The mention of the other girls name encouraged the hand to press against Sunset’s chest, and moved in a slow clockwise movement— almost kneading as Adagio’s forefinger rested on the hardening peak of her breast, occasionally rubbing against it; forcing another whimper from the girl under her. The siren felt her cheeks warm in a blush of her own as Sunset began rocking against her palm in time with the thrusting of her fingers, forcing them deeper inside herself. “Good girl. Let all those little urges take over, it’s alright.” The former Equestrian whimpered as her body involuntarily spasmed, causing the mattress beneath her to creak under her weight, and she let out another breathy pant of the Princess’ name. When Adagio began to feel Sunset tighten around her fingers she let out a cluck of her tongue, “You’re so close. Don’t worry, soon all those horrible little thoughts will melt away. I’ll take them all from you.” All Sunset could do was nod and whimper, and she’d only realised how tightly she’d been clenching her eyes shut when she felt the wetness of tears gather around the bridge of her nose. Her back and neck arched as Adagio pressed her palm against her clit once more; the steady pace she’d been keeping up this whole time only now beginning to quicken in tandem. She tried her best to keep up, but with every pump of Adagio’s fingers she found her body stiffening and contracting on itself, her breaths only coming out in quick pants against the sheets of her bed. Sunset’s body trembled as she reached her climax, and she did her best to suppress the loud squeak that escaped through her gritted teeth. The older girl peppered kisses along the skin of Sunset’s shoulder, and continued pumping her fingers inside of the other girl before she felt her body fall limp beneath her, indicating that she’d finally ridden out the remainder of her orgasm. Sunset’s hips finally rested on the mattress as the siren removed her hand from her underwear, and she glanced over her shoulder to finally look at the other girl properly; the blood in her veins almost running cold as Adagio lifted her wet slicked fingers to her mouth and sucking them clean. She didn’t know whether she was aroused or disgusted. Maybe both. Definitely both. “T-thank you-” she stuttered out, but the piercing red eyes that bore into her own forced her lips to draw into a crooked line. However, Adagio’s appearance seemed to soften as she blinked, and removed the fingers from her mouth. She then proceeded to pick up the clothes that had fallen to the floor during their little endeavour. “You can uh- you can stay over, if you want? I mean- I don’t really have an issue with-” “I’m stopping you there.” Adagio lifted a finger to silence her, and quirked a brow. “Doing that would lead to sentimentality. That could evolve into feelings being developed, and I am not about to deal with some high school girl having a crush on me.” Sunset opened her mouth to argue, but closed it again with a dejected exhale. “Fine, then. I just-... I think it’s kind of rude to just-” “This was a hook up, sweetheart. You don’t need to be concerned about my well being.” “I don’t really think that’s-” “Enough,” Adagio ordered as she pulled her hair from under the collar of her newly buttoned up blouse. Sunset watched quietly as the older girl ran nimble fingers through her hair, gathering it all at the back of her head in order to pull it into its trademark ponytail; the steady ticking of the clock downstairs filling the silence between them. “So… Why did you, uh… Agree to do this, I guess?” The siren girl stepped into her skirt before pulling it up over her thighs, “Mh. Well, why not? I can now say that I got my revenge, in a way. You screwed me and the girls over, and I screwed you. Literally.” The red head rubbed the back of her neck and averted her eyes sideward in response. “Plus, it means that you owe me. I helped you deal with your little problem, and now you can help me deal with mine.” Sunset eyed her wearily, brows furrowing slightly as she tried to comprehend what the other girl was saying. Her? Help Adagio? That was insane. Although… this entire situation was completely incomprehensible. “Now. Since your little Princess doesn’t seem to be fulfilling your needs, I have a proposition for you.” Sunset paused and pursed her lips in a hum, but allowed the other girl to continue. “You can call me whenever you need taken care of. But, in return…” Adagio stopped to zip up her skirt and tuck her shirt into it’s waistband, “I want you to give me singing lessons.” “You what-” The siren rolled her eyes and exhaled through her nose, “I haven’t been able to sing properly in almost two years. After that being my only medium of expression for the past dozen millenia, it’s beginning to feel like an itch I can’t scratch. It’s the least you could do after all, since you are the one to blame.” “You were trying to control people in order to take over the world.” “That’s besides the point. Now, do we have a deal?” The red haired teen mulled it over in her mind for a moment, her eyes searching the other girl’s face for any signs of insincerity. However, even in the dark, Sunset could tell the she was being serious. She weighed up the pros and the cons— but no matter how she looked at it, she seemed to be the one who would win most in this situation. If these feelings were to ever arise again, she’d have someone to help her take care of it. Teaching someone to sing couldn’t really be that hard, right? Since their pendants had been shattered it meant their magic was also gone, right? It would now be Adagio’s own genuine talents being put to work. It was a win-win either way. “Uh-... Sure, I guess-” “Wonderful,” Adagio flashed her wink before turning on her heel; “I already added your number to my phone before this little meeting just in case you’d be so co-operative. I’ll show myself out.” Sunset could only stare after her, the clacking of the siren’s heels echoing throughout the large apartment as she followed the stairs to the main living area, and picked her jacket from the back of the couch before finally making her way towards the front door. Adagio paused in the doorway for a moment, pursing her lips in a hum; “You know, that Princess of yours is so lucky. You’re absolutely adorable.” And with that, Sunset was alone. “What the fuck did I just do.” Author's Note Bleep bloop I told my friend I used to write smut in an old fandom I was in and they wanted me to try my hand at writing for my two fave girls. I feel like Adagio is the kind of person who wouldn't stick around after this kind of thing, but lemme know what you guys think! 👉😎👉 This was really only a one-shot thing to play around with and see how the characters and their dynamics worked at the request of my friend, but for 3000 words I feel like I should share it w more people— so here you go! And yes, Adagio is totally just looking for an excuse to see Sunset again.
Round 2.Sunset held her head in her hands. The events of Saturday night had left her sore and spent; and despite it now being Monday, the marks Adagio had left on her skin were still prevalent, no matter how much concealer she tried to apply to the bruised skin. She didn’t want to risk the girls— or anyone else for that matter— finding out about her little… sleepover; and so she did what any rational person would do. “Sunset? Why on earth are you wearing a turtleneck in 90° weather?” Rarity piqued a brow as she approached the other girl’s lunch table, tray in hand. “Yeah, Sugar Cube,” Applejack blinked. “Don’cha know it’s almost June?” The fashionista took a seat across from the red-head, who avoided eye contact with the other two girls, before settling her elbows on the table to rest her chin on her intertwined fingers. “I must admit, though. The new look suits you.” “Ah. Uh, thanks.” Sunset laughed awkwardly, “I was…. just thinking about trying out something new. I think I’ll just stick to my leather jacket, though. I’m literally melting.” “Who’s ice cream’s melting?!” Pinkie Pie bounced over, Twilight not far behind. Rarity dismissed her with a wave, “No, no, dear. Sunset’s trying out a new look and is realizing how entirely impractical a turtle neck is in the summer. Don’t worry darling, we’ve all made that mistake.” Apple jack narrowed her eyes a bit. “Uh… have we?” “A-anyway,” Sunset sputtered, eager to change the subject, “how’s everyone’s classes today? Mr Crankydoodle sprung a pop quiz on us today. I’m pretty sure I failed it.” Twilight gave the taller girl a teasing smirk as she sat beside her. “It isn’t really springing something when he let us know on Friday we had a quiz coming up. I spent the whole weekend studying just in case.” She smiled, “what did you girls get up to?” Shit. “Oh! Applejack and I checked out that new makeup boutique at the mall. They have an entire body butter selection and honestly, darling, I couldn’t decide which one to buy.” The farm girl tipped her hat, “She ended up buyin’ five.” “Ugh!” Rarity gasped, “don’t pretend that two of those weren’t for you, miss this-chocolate-one-smells-lovely!” Applejack blushed and tapped her forefingers together. “Well, uh, Sunset, what did you get up to?” Sunset was like a deer in the headlights as all eyes were suddenly focused on her, and she sputtered, looking for something to say. “I, uhm— I just listened to music, really. Music and video games,” she chuckled. “Nothing really eventful.” She forked at her lunch for a bit as the conversation seemed to fall back into its usual jabber, unable to stomach anything at the moment. “You look really nice.” “Hm?” She glanced up to look at Twilight, who offered her a gentle smile. “I said you look nice. The turtleneck— it looks really nice on you.” “Oh–” Sunset’s cheeks felt warm as she rubbed at the back of her neck, “it’s not new or anything. I just don’t really wear it that often. You uh… you really like it?” The bookworm nodded and plucked an apple slice from the red-heads lunch tray. “You should wear it more often.” “Yeah?” Adagio’s whispered voice echoed in her mind. “I think I might.” “So you took my advice?” Rainbow Dash quirked a brow as Sunset tried her best to keep pace with her; running and P.E were never her strongest subjects. The red-head panted and nodded sheepishly. “I–… I found someone to—” “I can’t believe you lost your virginity at the weekend and didn’t call me immediately. It’s true what they say, you’re a real fire cracker, Sunset Shimmer.” Sunset growled with a frown. “Can you please keep your voice down? I don’t need everyone gossiping about me.” Dash raised her hands defensively. “I won’t tell a soul. So, tell me, who’d you bang?” The former equestrian’s voice caught in her throat as she let out a strangled yelp, tripping over her own feet and crashing into the red AstroTurf of CHS’ running track. Rainbow Dash stopped and jogged back over to where the girl lay in a mess of limbs to help her back onto her feet. “Sorry. Did I catch you off guard?” “Ugh—” Sunset frowned and pulled herself back onto her feet, with the other girl’s help. She dusted herself off and winced down at her grazed knee, waving a dismissive hand toward the teacher, before giving a thumbs up and hobbling off to the side. The rainbow-haired girl offered Sunset a bottle of water, to which she took and poured over her injury with a quiet gasp of pain. “Least now you can say you got those bruises on your neck from track, I guess.” “Dash?” “Yeah?” “Shut up.” The other girl rolled her eyes with a huff. “I’m sorry! I’m just curious. The most eventful thing thats happened recently was when Twilight singed her eyebrows off in chemistry class.” “That was months ago?” “Exactly, Shimmer! I need drama.” “I think you’ve been spending too much time with Rarity,” she mumbled as she raised the bottle of water to her lips and took a swig. With a breath of relief, Sunset held the bottle between her thighs as she reached up to untie and then re-tie her ponytail, high on her head. “But I’m not telling you who it was with. That’s private. It doesn’t matter to you anyway.” “Do I know them at least?” Sunset paused and debated whether to play this little game of hot and cold. “Yeah.” Rainbow Dash perked up and drummed her palms against the tops of her thighs in excitement. “Girl or boy?” Another pause, and Sunset lifted the bottle to her lips to take another sip. “Girl.” “A gir—!? Oh my god. What was it like?” The redhead narrowed her eyes, searching for any hint of mischief in Rainbow Dash’s curious expression. When she found none, she furrowed her brows upward before looking down at her hand. She ran her thumb over her palm and, with a light blush, she shrugged. “I dunno. Like— I mean— it was nice, I guess?” “Nice? Sunset, oh my god—” She squirmed under the other girl’s stare. “What? I don’t know what you want me to say.” “Did you top?” “I—” she let out a huff, “no, I didn’t.” Rainbow Dash beamed, clearly wildly amused by all of this. “This is amazing.” “And how’s that?” “Well, because,” Dash spread her arms out wide, “think about it. It’s kinda hilarious.” “Elaborate?” Sunset narrowed her eyes. “You used to be, like, the queen bee. Now you’re sat with me, on the bleachers in P.E, talking about how some chick topped you.” Sunset slugged her in the shoulder, face flushed in a heated blush. “I said keep your voice down, bonehead!” “Ouch!” Dash whined, rubbing at her arm with a frown. “Alright, alright, jeeze. Calm down. I’ll be quiet.” The red-head twirled the strand of hair at the side of her head before pushing her bangs from her face with a sigh, “I’m just—… I don’t want anyone to know. You can’t even tell the girls about this. Is that clear?” “Not even Fluttersh—” “Especially Fluttershy! Are you an idiot? No, wait, don’t answer that.” “Wh—?” Dash glowered, “I’m not stupid! Fluttershy and I tell each other everything. I just wanted to double check.” “Well I’m making myself clear. Don’t speak about this to anyone. You’re the only one I can talk to about this without blowing it out of proportion. I’m trusting you Dash.” Rainbow Dash waved her off before pushing herself up onto her feet again to return to the track with the rest of the class. “You’ve got it Shimmer. I won’t tell anyone about your new bestfriend,” she shot the other girl a thumbs up as Sunset’s face fell into a scowl, “Your secret’s safe with me.” “Rainbow Dash…” Adagio tapped at her chin, “isn’t she the stupid one?” “I—” Sunset pursed her lips, “no. I mean, yes, but— that’s besides the point.” “So what is the point?” The siren quirked an amused brow at Sunset’s endless pacing and flicking through sheets of music. “Well, I mean, there isn’t really a point. I just thought you should know that she kinda knows about… you know.” “Us fucking?” Sunset squeaked and glared over her shoulder as she pulled a sheet of paper from her music folder. “Do you have to be so to-the-point?” Adagio hummed and tilted her head, taking the paper from the other girl with an amused grin. “Yes. I legally can’t dance around issues.” Sunset narrowed her eyes. “That seems inconvenient.” Adagio shrugged, “I like to deal with things fast. I don’t have patience for children.” The red-head blew out a breath of air and teetered on her heels. “So… should we get started?” Adagio nodded and raised the paper to scan over the notes. Sunset gave her a bit to take it in, but when Adagio’s mouth drew into a line she knew something was wrong. “You okay?” “Yes. I’m fine.” “Then why the nervous look?” Adagio shot her a glare. “I’m not nervous. I’ve just tried to read music before and it didn’t help. Singing always came naturally to me and now it doesn’t. Trying to read notes on a page is just… unnecessary technicality.” “Ah…” Sunset scratched at her cheek, shifting her weight onto one leg, “I see.” She looked about the apartment from where she stood, blowing air into one cheek and letting it out in small bursts. She hummed. Furrowing her brows and racking her brain, a smile soon lighting up her features as she turned and paced over to the large metal cabinet across from the other girl, to dig through it. It only took a moment but she pulled a keyboard into her arms and turned to set it down on the back of the couch, Adagio adjusting herself on the arm to face the red-head as she beamed. “Will this work? Or have you tried harmonizing before?” Adagio clicked her tongue. “I’ve tried before,” she pushed the hair from her face, “but if I’m being honest it was just disheartening. I didn’t want the girls to hear me either, and I just ended up getting frustrated.” Sunset nodded and flipped the keyboard on, taking a moment before tapping a few keys to make sure the battery was still good. She looked to Adagio with a smile, “We can start with an easy pentatonic scale. Just try and match the note, okay?” “I’m not a child Sunset. You don’t need to be gentle with me.” “I—” she frowned, “I’m not. I’m just being friendly? I don’t want you to feel pressured to get it right the first time.” “So we’re friends now? Is that right?” Adagio piqued a brow and leaned against the back of the couch, folding one leg over the other. “That’s sweet.” Sunset rolled her eyes with a frown. “I get you’re not into the whole friendship thing, but I just don’t want there to be any tension between us. Honestly… what you said on Saturday really stuck with me.” “Oh? What part? The part where I said you wanted your little princess friend to fuck you, or the part where I—” “Adagio,” the red-head snapped. The other girl raised her brows and held up her hands defensively. “I meant the part where you said it was my fault you couldn’t sing anymore. You’re right. It is my fault, and I want to make that up to you. Not just because you—” she blushed and averted her eyes a bit, “because we’re sleeping together. But because it’s the right thing to do.” “Well aren’t you just so noble.” “Do you want to do this or not?” The siren sighed and waved a hand to signal for the younger girl to begin with the keyboard. She hesitated, swallowing nervously before opening her mouth to sing. Off key would’ve been a compliment. Adagio physically winced at the sound of her own voice, even more so as Sunset shifted onto the next note in the sequence, and so on. She fidgeted with her fingers and kept her eyes low as Sunset played about with the keyboard settings. “Alright. I’ll be honest, that was really bad.” Adagio scoffed, “You don’t hold back.” Sunset smiled, “It’s not really my style.” With a shrug she started playing out another scale in a lower octave. “Try this scale. You’re saying singing came naturally to you, so maybe you can’t sing anymore because you just don’t know how to. We can work on breathing techniques and finding your voice type first, then worry about singing in key. Sound good?” Adagio let out a sigh and finally let her shoulders drop as she relaxed. “Alright. I suppose I can trust you.” Sunset shot her a wink. “You’re in good hands.” Author's Note LMAOOOO this was supposed to be a one shot but I have been commissioned to try and give this story an ending; so here's chapter 2! stay groovy
No ifs, ands or butts.“I’ve just never had a real relationship before,” Sunset shrugged as she plucked more noodles from her take-out box, between her chopsticks, “I didn’t really see what was so important. I just… used people to get what I wanted. It was as simple as that.” Adagio swallowed down her own food with a nod before prodding at her plate with a fork. “You don’t need to explain yourself to me, Sunset Shimmer. I know how electrifying it feels to take advantage of someone’s naivete. You don’t need to play nice with me,” she gave her a grin and a quick wink, “I won’t tell anybody.” Sunset gave a chuckle and shovelled her food into her mouth, much to the dismay of Adagio who watched as she slurped the noodles past her lips. “Charming.” They’d finished up Adagio’s vocal training for the day some time ago and had decided to order Chinese for dinner. The siren had turned the other girl’s offer down at first, but the ache of hunger in her stomach persuaded her to comply. Sunset had asked if she wanted to watch a movie to pass the time, but the older girl had to once again reject her. She reminded the former unicorn that she had no interest in becoming anything more than what they were currently... whatever that may have been; and so they merely sat on Sunset’s couch, telling tales of their life, and teasing each other all the same. “I once… dated,” Adagio punctuated with air quotes, “this one boy who thought himself to be the next big shot of the music industry. The boy couldn’t write a lyric to save his life, and went on to live in his parent’s basement well into his thirties. Starswirl knows what he’s up to now– if he’s even still alive.” She shrugged and ate some more of her noodles. Sunset paused and sat her chopsticks in her take out container before sliding down from the arm to sit on the cushion beside Adagio, facing her front-on. “So you’re like… actually thousands of years old?” Adagio tutted and wagged her finger, “Now, now, Sunset you should know it’s not polite to ask a lady her age.” She smiled and set her plate on the red-head’s coffee table, turning towards her to indulge in her curiosity. “I’ll be honest, I don’t know how old I am anymore. When I was sent to this world I had to have been alive for at least... two millennia.” She inspected her nails, glanced up at the younger girl, and smirked as she seemed almost captivated by her. “But when I got here I was in a teenage girl’s body. I don’t know if maybe some of our magic from Equestria leaked over and kept us young, or stopped us ageing like normal human girls, but since you and your little group of friends destroyed our gems…” Adagio’s confidence faltered a bit before she let out a sigh, “Well, let’s just say I haven’t exactly enjoyed the back pain in the morning.” The red-head looked down at her hands and wrung then awkwardly. “Sorry…” “Don’t be. We all need to get older. To be honest, I’m… somewhat glad. It’s nice to feel mortal. It’s exciting,” she flashed her teeth in a grin. Sunset didn’t want to admit it but Adagio was… charming. She was charismatic, and even without her magic she was absolutely enchanting. “Well,” the older girl spoke as she pushed herself up from the couch, “thank you for the food, but I should really be off.” Adagio collected her purse from beside the coffee table and slung the strap over her shoulder. Sunset watched her gather her things and pluck her jacket from the coat rack by the door before piping up. “When can I see you again?” Adagio fixed her with a look, eyeing her curiously for a moment before giving a smirk. “You’re really that wound up?” “That’s not—” she blushed, “that isn’t what I meant. I mean, when do you want to do this again?” “Oh.” The siren hesitated, looking down at her feet and toeing the rug with her boot. “Well, I can stop by this weekend again, if that’s alright? And if things have been… stressful this week, well..” she gave a small, teasing pout as she tilted her head a bit. “You can decide what we do, after my lesson.” Sunset blinked before giving a nod, “Yeah. Yeah, sure. Sounds good. Do you want me to pick you up, or—” “That won’t be necessary,” the siren raised a hand. “Make no mistake; this little arrangement is of mutual convenience; nothing more. We needn’t get personal. The less you know about me, the better. For the both of us.” “Yeah, right… sorry.” Adagio smiled and cracked the door open, “See you this weekend.” Shooting Sunset one last wink and blowing her a kiss before stepping out the door, she left the apartment. Sunset let out a shaky breath. —————— “What do you mean you can’t come to laser tag this weekend!?” Pinkie Pie all but whimpered, her tight grip on her bestfriend’s shoulders never faltering. The pink teen was despondent— brimming on inconsolable— and Sunset could only rub her back with an awkward chuckle. “I just can’t. I’m gonna be busy– uh. Cleaning.” “Well, ‘m sure we could help ya out, Sunset. If’en you’d just’a asked.” “No, no,” she finally managed to pull herself out of Pinkie’s grip, just enough to raise a hand in objection. “It’s fine, really. I like cleaning. I don’t really like other people seeing my mess, though.” Fluttershy narrowed her eyes, “But your apartment’s always a mess?” “Yeah, but— usually it’s a controlled mess. All my music stuff is lying everywhere and…” she trailed off, thinking of a better excuse. “And I’m actually meeting up with Starlight Glimmer to help me clean the place up! I haven’t seen her in awhile, so…” “Well I’m sure Starlight could accompany us to laser tag darling,” Rarity smiled, “the more the merrier.” “Yeah Sunshim!” Pinkie beamed, “Starlight can tell us all about how Twilight’s doing, too!” The purple-haired bookworm peeked up over the bindings of her newest crime novel and adjusted her glasses. “Hm?” Sunset waved her hands awkwardly, “Ngh— not you, Twi, sorry. The, uhm.” Sunset swallowed thickly, her cheeks warming at the thought of the Princess. “The other Twilight.” “Speaking of Twilight, why don’t we invite her out with us? Sunset, you still have that journal of yours, right?” Rarity smiled. “I do, but--” The rest of the group exchanged glances between themselves. “So who wants to be the one to break it to Rarity that we can’t exactly be walkin’ round with two Twilight Sparkles?” “Oh, pfft, ckuh, ugh. The people around here have seen much weirder, darling. Beside’s, everyone at school is already aware Twilight is a Princess from Equestria. There isn’t exactly anyone we’ll be needing to explain anything to.” Sunset bit the inside of her cheek. “I’m sure Princess Twilight’s too busy to come hang out with us at laser tag. She is running that school, remember?” Rainbow Dash pulled her feet from atop the lunch table and sat in her chair properly, arms folded across her chest as she narrowed her eyes toward the red-head. “Isn’t Starlight Glimmer also working at Twilight’s school as a counsellor or something? How come she has time to come hang out?” Sunset shot the other girl a glare and rose to her feet, collecting her empty lunch tray as she stepped out from her chair. “Because Princess Twilight is the headmare-- mistress-- teacher. The head teacher,” she shook her head, flustered. She pinched the bridge of her nose as she walked over to dump her trash into one of the cafeteria garbage cans. She mumbled out a curse, taking a moment to steal herself before turning on her heel to return to the group. “So you’re definitely not coming?” Pinkie pouted once more, eyes welling with tears as she clasped her hands together desperately. “Sorry Pinkie. Maybe next time! It’s just that I already have plans.” She shrugged. From where she stood, she glanced over at Rainbow Dash who was currently staring at her sceptically. Sunset furrowed her brow with a frown as if challenging Dash to speak up. The blue teen retorted in a quick-spreading grin as she raised her hands, touched her thumb with her fore finger, and slid her other forefinger through the hoop. Sunset’s face burned as she pursed her lips in a tight line, digging her nails into her palm in order to not bark at the other teen, lest she drew the attention of the rest of the group. Instead she swiftly turned on her heel once more and tossed her hair over her shoulder. She wasn’t going to take the bait. “I’ll see you girls later. I’m going to one of the art classes. Trixie needs my help with poster designs for her upcoming magic show. Don’t wait up.” Once the red-head was out of earshot, the rest of the group turned in to mumble quietly. “She’s been acting weird these past couple’a days, right? It ain’t just me bein’ paranoid?” “No, there is definitely something wrong. Sunset tells me everything. If Starlight was coming through the portal, I’d’ve known about it before she even told me. We have that kind of telepathic connection.” Pinkie furrowed her brow and stroked at her chin. “Maybe she’s throwing a surprise party!” The other girl’s blinked. “A party for what, exactly?” “Well for being such good friends, silly! What else?” Twilight peeked up from her book again to narrow her eyes. “I… don’t think that’s it. Maybe she just doesn’t want to go to laser tag and doesn’t know how to tell us without making anyone feel bad.” “Hmm,” Rarity hummed, “she is the kind of person to sacrifice her own happiness for others. But, surely that can’t be right? Sunset loves laser tag.” Applejack eyed up the rainbow-haired teen that was currently swinging on her chair, hands tucked into her pockets. “Dash? You alright there? You don’t seem all that concerned?” “Oh--” Rainbow Dash stopped her swinging once more to join in on the conversation. “Yeah I’m fine. It just doesn’t seem like a big deal.” “Not a big deal!?” Pinkie gripped the front of Dash’s shirt to shake her a bit. “There’s something wrong with Sunset and that’s not a big deal?” “Hey-- easy, easy!” She frowned, prying the other teen’s hands from her now-crinkled shirt. “Sunset has other friends. She’s allowed to hang out with them. I don’t see what all the drama’s about.” The group mumbled for a moment before begrudgingly agreeing with the blue girl. “I say we keep an eye on her though, just ‘n case things do start gettin’ weird.” Pinkie Pie raised a hand to her forehead in a salute. “Mission: ‘make sure Sunset Shimmer is okay’, is a-go!” Author's Note here's another chapter of this mess i promise there is a plot to this aouiejfdk,l as always feel free to comment/rate/leave a thumbs up if you liked the new chapter! I'm hoping to be uploading a new project pretty soon 👀 stay tuned!
A fine line.Sunset Shimmer had never felt any empathy towards bacteria; that was, until now, as her friends had collectively decided to inspect her like some molecule under Twilight’s microscope. Unfortunately, she shared at least one scheduled class with each of the girl’s and so each girl’s stare bore into the back of her head as the week pressed on. Home Economics, which had once been a safe haven from responsibility as she allowed Pinkie to take complete control of their assignments, now consisted of the pinkette reciting a list of “super fun-tastical activities” she and the others could do together the following weekend. Or, if she were to change her mind, alternative plans for this weekend. Sunset could only chuckle nervously and decline. The tension in Math class wasn’t as prevalent, but was definitely still there. After all, discretion hadn’t ever been one of Twilight’s strong points; especially when it came to getting information out of someone, let alone Sunset. The red-head did her best to answer the other girl’s questions truthfully and politely— just enough so that she would stop pressing her about what was really going on. P.E with Dash had to be the worst, though. The blue girl made a point to tease her at any available opportunity, bringing up the fact she had covered for her with the rest of the group, and how Applejack was making it her personal goal to ‘get to the bottom of whatever was going on.’ Sunset found it absolutely exhausting. It hadn’t been until she closed her locker for the last time on Friday afternoon that she realised just how draining her friends had actually been recently, and the thought alone made her frown. They were just concerned. They only cared about her. They were only worried. “Don’t worry, everything’ll be better soon,” Adagio purred into Sunset’s ear as the red-head shuddered below her. “Now be a good girl and spread your legs.” Sunset did as she was told and shifted towards the edge of the bed, laying back against the mattress and spreading her legs, gingerly, before Adagio forced her knees further apart. She winced in pain. “Ow—” “Sorry.” The siren mumbled as she kissed along the inside of the other girl’s thigh, her teeth grazing against the skin lightly before she bit down on the soft flesh, eliciting a whimper from the former equestrian. “Why are your teeth so sharp—” Adagio pressed a kiss to the already bruising skin before she shifted on her knees to press another kiss to Sunset’s navel. “The battle of the bands. When the girls and I half-transformed into our siren forms; we grew wings and our teeth sharpened to a point. My fangs never really went away.” Sunset bit her lip as Adagio’s warm breath highlighted just how slicked the skin between her thighs had become, and she let out a breath as the older girl held onto her legs firmly. The bed frame beneath her groaned as Sunset adjusted her hips, back arching slightly off of the mattress as Adagio took her into her mouth, the singer’s warm tongue spreading her folds and pushing it’s way inside. Sunset’s eyes fluttered beneath their lids in ecstasy and she slowly slipped her fingers into Adagio’s hair to pull her face closer— her tongue closer— her climax closer. “Mh—” she whimpered, the siren digging her nails into the flesh of her thigh as an indication to not hold onto her so tightly. Sunset immediately relented. Adagio gave her leg a squeeze. “Say her name.” “T-Twilight—” “Louder,” Adagio’s voice was warm against her core. “Twilig— nh-” she panted, her hips jolting as the older girl rubbed at Sunset’s clit in tandem with her tongue, massaging and gentle, but with just enough pressure to send Sunset reeling. She pulled a hand from Adagio’s hair to push back her own, crimson tresses slick and damp with the sweat that gathered on Sunset’s skin. She began gently rocking her hips against the older girl’s face and she could feel Adagio grin against her. Sunset let out a breath. Her toes curled in her climax, her ankles hooking behind the other girl’s rear, pulling Adagio into herself desperately as she moaned out the Princess’ name once more. “There’s a good girl,” Adagio whispered against her as she lapped at the wetness that left the other girl panting for breath in the dark. After a few more moments Sunset relented, and Adagio wiped at her chin with the back of her hand. She pulled away to shift upward and propped herself above the red-head to look down at her bliss-filled face. Sunset blinked her eyes open only for Adagio to cover them with a hand. “We’re not done yet. Keep your eyes closed. I’m still the Princess.” Sunset faltered in hesitation for a moment but complied, and not a moment later Adagio pulled her hand away again. She felt the mattress shift as the older girl straddled her hips and she wet her mouth in anticipation before Adagi— Before the ‘Princess’ captured her in a kiss. She felt Twilight’s tongue probe at her mouth for access which she willingly gave, and before long both girl’s were breathing against each other— hands each travelling the other’s body sheepishly. More so the case for Sunset, but she tried her best to focus with how foggy her mind had become, overtaken with lust and euphoria. Sunset’s face was a blaze; she could taste herself on the other girl’s lips, and she squirmed at the thought. She felt the Princess nip at her lip slightly before pressing her mouth against hers once more. This, in turn with the confident tongue that pressed against her own, made Sunset’s chest bubble in ecstasy as white-heat spread throughout her veins. Honestly, she wondered why they hadn’t started with this instead. Another nip came, but the sharp canine of the other girl caused Sunset to wince, and Adagio immediately pulled back to clear her throat. “Well,” she glanced away as Sunset propped herself up on her elbows to look at her, “I’m surprised you still had stamina left for a second round. You sure do like being topped, huh.” The red-head frowned with a blush. “I’ve never done this before.” “I was teasing Sunset. Like I said before: I don’t care.” She ran her hands along either side of the other girl’s neck, working her palms across her collarbone and the length of her shoulders. As much as Adagio hated to admit it, the other girl was fairly attractive. She had a toned stomach with curving hips, topped off with long, tanned legs. And her ass, Starswirl, her ass. She’d gotten lost in her thoughts as she traced her nail across the sweat-slicked skin of Sunset’s nape, only snapped back to reality when the other girl reached up and set her hands atop Adagio’s own. “Mh?” She blinked, “did you say something?” “I was just wondering if… if when you transformed—” she hesitated, “did it hurt?” Adagio fixed her with a look before blowing the hair from her face and averting her gaze. “The initial transformation was fine. After all, we are—” she drew her lips into a line, “we were sirens. It felt good to have even a shred of what we once were, back.” “But?...” Adagio looked back at Sunset’s face for a moment before clasping her hands behind the other girl’s neck. “But, transforming back… is another story altogether.” Her voice dropped to a whisper as she leaned closer to Sunset’s neck, reserving to kiss and nip at the skin there once more. Sunset grunted in protest and gave her arms a squeeze. “C’mon Adagio can’t we just talk?” “Last I checked that wasn’t part of our arrangement.” Sunset frowned, opening her mouth to retort only to be cut off by the other girl, who moved to climb off of her lap. “Well then, if we’re done here, I’ll call a cab.” “Adagio you can stay over—” She pressed a finger to Sunset’s lips with a scowl. “I’ve already told you no, Sunset Shimmer.” The red-head rolled her eyes. “Stop being stubborn.” “Stop being obtuse.” Sunset narrowed her eyes and frowned as Adagio pushed herself from the bed to collect her clothes. She licked at her lip and found the familiar metallic taste of blood. She pressed a finger to her mouth and pulled it away to examine the darkened finger tip in the dim lighting of the apartment. “Sorry, for that,” Adagio glanced down at the other girl’s mouth for a beat before she tied her hair up with her scrunchie. “It’s alright. It didn’t really hurt,” Sunset offered a smile. “I suppose I’ll just have to bite harder next time,” Adagio smirked with a wink that sent the butterflies in Sunset’s stomach fluttering. She watched the other girl straighten out her clothes in the full-length mirror, turn her head from one side to the other to inspect herself, and tuck a lock of hair behind her ear. “Are you sure you’re okay to get home?” “Listen, Sunset. You’re sweet, but I’m a big girl,” she paced over to where Sunset sat on the edge of the bed and leaned down to level with her. “I’m perfectly capable of looking after myself. You don’t need to play the hero.” “Right,” she averted her gaze, “Sorry. Force of habit.” “Habits can be broken. Something to work on,” she stood straight and ruffled Sunset’s hair before she turned to leave, but not before Sunset caught her wrist. “I—… next weekend probably isn’t good for me to meet up again. Pinkie and the girls want to hang out and if I cancel on them again, then…” she trailed off bashfully and looked away. “Ah, right.” Adagio pursed her lips. “Well that’s fine then. We can just meet the week after that.” Sunset frowned and reached out for her again. “Wait that isn’t—… what I mean is— why don’t we meet up during the week? I’m sure the girls wouldn’t care if—” The siren clicked her tongue. “It’s cute that you think I need your friends’ permission to come see you. If it’s what you want then I don’t see the problem. It seems like they’re the ones with issues. Am I wrong?” Adagio watched with an arched brow as Sunset scrambled for words to say. To make excuses for the other six. “You have my number. If you want to meet up, just text me. If I respond, we’ll see what can be arranged.” Once again her heels clicked against the wood of Sunset’s staircase and the younger girl peered over the loft’s railing, as Adagio paused in the doorway. “Don’t let those girls dictate your future. It’s your life, after all. It’s your power to decide what to do with it.” “That isn’t—” “Thank you for the lesson today. I’ll see you soon, Sunset.” The door clicked behind her. Sunset paced back over to her bed to sit against the mattress for a bit. When she found herself in reality again she let out a sigh, heavy shoulder’s weighing her back down against the bed as she covered her face with her hands. She understood their arrangement. She understood that Adagio was in no way inclined or required to tell Sunset anything about herself, or her past. But something inside her just wanted to know. What made her tick. Why agree to this… ludicrous situation. Sleep with her to learn how to sing. Sunset would have laughed if she could find any humour in it. Why Sunset, the very girl who had taken everything from her, and not someone-- anyone-- else? Was there a deeper reason; and if so, what; or was that just wishful thinking? If it was wishful thinking, what was she wishing for in the first place? Sunset groaned, running herself in circles. Now that she was left alone, the silence reminded her just how damp her skin and hair had become during their… session. She groaned, again, moving to sit up and collect fresh clothes from her dresser. She didn’t particularly care as she plucked a random t-shirt, new pair of pyjama bottoms and clean underwear from each of the drawers before making her way down the stairs to her bathroom, flicking on the string lights that hung around the second floor railing as she went. “Why can’t she just accept a simple act of kindness?” Sunset muttered, furrowing her brows in annoyance. “I’m not stupid. I know she’s only using me.” Sunset frowned and winced a bit as she flicked on the knob for her shower, the old pipes creaking before spitting the water out into the old tub. “Then again,” she sat her clothes down on top of the toilet lid, “I’m not exactly any better…” She sighed and ran a hand through her sweat-slicked hair, grimacing as she felt just how matted and greasy it’d become. “Well that’s gross.” After a moment of letting the water heat up, she stepped into the shower and sighed as a wave of calm eased out the tension in her shoulders. She closed her eyes, surrendering herself to the water, and let out a sigh. Sunset pushed the bathroom door open as she scrubbed at her hair with a towel, the warm steam spilling out into the living room around her. She went over to her desk and jiggled her mouse a bit to wake up her desktop before typing in her password and putting on some music. She then laid her towel over the back of her computer chair before rounding the staircase to go back upstairs. Sunset hummed along with the music and puckered her cheek, fishing out her hair brush and blow dryer, taking them back downstairs with her. She tossed the blow dryer onto the couch and sat on the arm as she combed the damp tangles from her red tresses, tapping her foot against the rug in time with the drums. Once she flipped her hair to the other side, gave it a comb, and was happy with herself, she plugged the blow dryer into a free socket by her TV and switched it on. She held her hand in front of the warm gust of air to test its heat before running her fingers through her hair and blowing it dry. Sunset closed her eyes, tiredness making itself apparent in the form of a yawn, and she blinked her eyes open to look at the clock above her door. Seeing that it was only just after 8, she grumbled with a frown. “I guess I should probably do my trig homework…” she mumbled, “then again—” she glanced towards her gaming setup before shaking her head, “no. Homework first, Shimmer.” Her shoulders slumped as she clicked the blow dryer off. Sunset didn’t bother to gather her things as she trudged back up stairs and fished through her backpack for her textbooks and notepad, slumping down onto her bed with a grunt. She paused, looked at the messy sheets, and winced. “Right. New sheets first. Homework second.” She set her books on the floor and adjusted her shirt before she began cleaning, stripping the duvet and rolling it into a ball to toss over the railing. She bobbed her head along with the music downstairs, letting out small hums and tapping her feet as she went. After tossing all of her washing over her railing, she hopped down her stairs to the beat, jumping off her last step and landing on both feet as she shot her fist into the air. Sunset then turned on her heel, opened her storage closet, and dug through it for clean sheets. Once acquired she set them on the back of the couch and moved to toss the old ones in her hamper by the bathroom door before she took the new ones back upstairs to dress her bed again. Finally, she sat down with a satisfied sigh, pulling her books up onto her bed with her as she got to work on her notes from class. She flicked through the pages, puckering her cheek as she scanned the dates. “Last week. Wednesday. Yesterday! Got it.” Sunset blinked at the page and tightened her lips, the small stick-figure drawing of Adagio staring right back at her with her small, black-dot eyes. She groaned and rolled her eyes. She set the book to the side and leaned over to pluck her phone from beside her lamp. Thankfully she had put the darn thing on silent and turned off vibrate, because Pinkie Pie had blown up her texts. She could only imagine what Adagio would have done with it if it had kept buzzing non-stop. Or to her. Or to her, with it— She cleared her throat and typed in her passcode. She had been tagged in a plethora of pictures, despite not being present, as if to make her feel more guilty. She frowned down at the caption. “We can’t be the bestie squad without our bestie</3”. 32 likes so far. 3 comments. None from the girls. Sunset sighed and tossed her phone onto her bed. She rubbed at her forehead before running a hand through her hair and picking up her phone again to read through her texts, wincing at the 5 missed calls already. “No,” she shook her head, “I told them I wasn’t going. I didn’t flake,” she said aloud. It was true! She had told them well in advance. It wasn’t like she had waited until the last minute and cancelled! They were being ridiculous. She was pulled from her sulking by a wrapping on her front door and she paused for a moment to check the time. 9:13pm. She arched a brow. She pushed herself up to stand, dropping her phone onto her bed before she made her way downstairs. She flattened her hair— adjusting ringlets that didn’t fall into place right— and gave herself one last look over in the mirror behind her door before she opened it with a polite smile. “Hello--?” “Surprise!” Beamed Pinkie Pie as she leapt onto Sunset, wrapping her arms around her neck tightly. The other girls stood not too far behind, all holding different collections of duffel bags and backpacks, all looking equally as guilty. “Wh- hey! Yeah, this uh—” Sunset chuckled awkwardly, “this really is a surprise!” Pinkie pulled back after she was content with the hug and bounced in place on her heels. “Well! Did you get my text?” “Uh—” “Since you couldn’t make it to laser tag, we decided it would be super-mega fun if we had a sleepover!” “I can, uhm, see that—” “And since you didn’t feel like coming out-- we brought the sleepover to you, Sunset!” Suddenly, she was ecstatic Adagio had taken a cab home. Author's Note so this took a while to come out! Are things getting tense between the girls? 🤔 stay tuned to find out! As always, comments and thumbs up are appreciated! If you would like to support me and my writing, please consider donating to my ko-fi! Or, get in touch about a commission! other socials - Twitter Tumblr Discord (DM!)
Never have I ever“Mmmmh! Popcorn’s done!” Pinkie Pie cheered, hoisting the large bowl of popcorn above her head for all to see. She hopped, skipped and jumped over the other girls who’s sleeping bags lay scattered across the floor. After doing a little dance of sorts, she threw herself onto the couch beside Sunset, who was currently half-way through having her hair braided. “I must say darling, you did a wonderful job cleaning up.” Rarity smiled from behind the red-head, “the place looks simply marvellous.” Sunset laughed awkwardly. “Haha, yeah! Is that why you girls headed over here? To mess it up again?” “Now, now, Sugar cube,” Applejack chuckled. “We’d never do such a thing like that. Right Dash?” Rainbow Dash peeked up from her collection of candy wrappers that had begun to pile up at her side, mashing the buttons on Sunset’s gaming controller as she tried her best to stay focused on the game. “Uh, yeah, sure. Pepperoni’s fine.” The girls shook their heads and laughed. Sunset had to admit, it was nice to hang out with the girls. It had honestly been a while since they had all gotten together like this, thanks to finals being just around the corner. As well… other things. She relaxed her shoulders and closed her eyes, letting herself be soothed by the gentle workings of Rarity’s fingers in her hair. If she concentrated hard enough— and ignored the obnoxious way Dash slurped up her soda— she could almost imagine someone else was playing with her hair. Someone like— “So, when did Starlight head home?” Twilight chimed in, setting her controller down to grab a handful of popcorn from Pinkie’s bowl. Sunset’s cheeks flushed and she opened her eyes. “Huh?” There was an awkward beat before her thoughts caught up to her, “Oh! Uhm- she left not long before you guys got here, actually. I’d just hopped out the shower.” “And why were you in the shower while Starlight was here, Sunset?” Rainbow Dash quirked a brow, leaning her elbow back onto the couch to throw a shit-eating grin Sunset’s way. Sunset’s eyebrow twitched. “Well, Dash, if you must know,” she said through gritted teeth, hoping to Celestia none of the other girls would pick up on her animosity. She knew that was just being hopeful, though. “She told me I could hop in a shower and she would finish up the cleaning. I spilled bleach on my legs and I needed to wash it off before it started to burn.” It wasn’t that Sunset liked lying; but with years of practice, it was like a second nature. The pale-skinned girl behind her narrowed her eyes and puckered her cheek, not quite convinced. Rarity gasped, finally finishing off Sunset’s hair with a hair-tie. “Oh, my! You must be careful with those kinds of products, darlings. It can cause permanent damage to the skin if left untreated! I do hope you take more care in the future, Sunset.” “I will, Rare.” The red-head nodded and adjusted herself on the couch to face the TV screen now, tucking her legs into a basket and playing with the curl of hair by her face. “So!” Pinkie cheered, throwing an arm around Sunset and spilling some popcorn onto the floor, “what games should we play! Oh, oh, oh! Truth or dare? No, no- clue- oh, oh-!” “Hows about giving someone else a chance to decide, Pinkie Pie?” Applejack chuckled, adjusting the rim of her hat to tilt the curve out of her eyes. Pinkie Pie paused and before giving an awkward smile and nodding frivolously. “So… anyone else got any ideas?” The girls all murmured between themselves for a few moments, rubbing their heads in thought. Dash was the first to raise her hand, beaming in Sunset’s direction the entire time. “What about Never have I ever?” Sunset was going to kill her. “Never have I ever… skipped class,” Sunset shrugged, scanning the room and waiting for someone else to put a finger down. She was the only one, it seemed, until Fluttershy cleared her throat and put down a finger. The room collectively gasped. “Fluttershy?!” The girl in question peeked out from behind her hair before shifting it out of her face. “I don’t know if I’d exactly call it skipping. I was called down to the animal shelter in an emergency when one of the baby goats got loose. They needed my help to put them all to sleep again.” The girls collectively hummed, as if debating whether it was worthy of the game. Rainbow Dash shrugged, “I mean… you missed class, so, I think it counts.” The girls murmured in agreement. Twilight was next and puckered her lips, looking up to the ceiling as if to find a ‘good one’. She smiled after a moment, cheeks tinted in a blush, and smirked devilishly to the rest of the room. “Never have I ever kissed anyone before.” The girls all seemed to be caught off guard, mouths dropping open as they watched Twilight giddily put a single finger down. They all looked between themselves for a moment before each of them all, similarly, put down a finger. Twilight’s proud smile dropped into an immediate frown. “W-what!? All of you!? When!?” She gasped. Applejack started the round off. “Kin-de-garten. This little feller picked me a handful ‘ah daisies from the playground,” she chuckled, “came right up tah’ me ‘an gave me a big ‘ole smooch. Hoowee, Big Mac didn’t much approve of that.” Rarity nodded. “Summer Camp; fourth grade; we were to be the next power couple of the fashion industry.” She let out a deep sigh and leaned against Applejack for dramatic affect, draping her arm over her forehead and clutching her shirt. “Alas, there was another… just as he had kissed me behind the tire-swing tree, so too did he have his way with… her.” She glared daggers at Pinkie Pie. Pinkie choked on her popcorn and pounded at her chest, Sunset aiding her by patting the small of her back. “He kissed me!” “Of course that’s what you’d say— boyfriend stealer!” “Ugh! He wasn’t even that good of a kisser anyway!” Rarity gasped. “You take that back!” The group of girls laughed amongst themselves as the two continued to bicker, throwing insults here and there; something about lop-sided ponytails and ugly, clashing cargo shorts. Things from a simpler time; mundane and nostalgic. Sunset snorted in a quiet laugh. Twilight smiled and scooted closer. “What about you, then, Sunset?” “Hm?” “When was your first kiss?” Suddenly, all twelve eyes were on her, the argument dying out immediately as each girl leaned in expectantly, desperate to hear the mysterious tales of Sunset’s love life. She’d honestly rather eat a bullet. “Oh, uhm,” she rubbed at her head awkwardly. “You guys don’t know them.” “Oh?” Rarity piqued a brow, polite smile spreading into a mischievous smirk. “And older man?” “Or woman?” Rainbow Dash snorted. Rarity shrugged. “Yes, yes, the drama’s all the same, darling.” Sunset swallowed and dropped her eyes. “N-no, uhm. They just don’t… they aren’t from here, if you get what I mean?” “You kissed someone from Crystal Prep?!” Twilight clapped her hands over her mouth in horror, eyes wide as she sucked in a breath. “No, no!” Sunset frowned. “I just mean that-” she sighed, “I had my first kiss when I was a filly- er, uhm. Before I came to this world.” “Oooooh,” the girls let out a relieved breath. “And what was that like?” Twilight blinked, seemingly genuine in her curiosity. The other girl’s teasing stares all seemed to mirror the bookworms, now, filled with well-intended curiosity and wonder. Sunset cleared her throat again and tugged on the collar of her shirt. “Well, uhm. It was a mare. Uhm- I mean- a girl. It wasn’t romantic or anything like that-” “-fillies with benefits?” Dash snorted. Applejack punched her arm. Sunset rolled her eyes and fixed her jaw. “She was an older student of Celestia. She didn’t have a lot of friends, so we sort of gravitated towards each other, I guess; in a melancholic, depressing kind of way. Pony culture is super different from how it is over here and we- I guess technically- mature faster.” She wrung her hands together and adjusted her position in her seat. “We would like… you know, kiss and stuff.” “And stuff?” Applejack raised a brow. Sunset’s heart thumped. “N-nothing like-! Not like that kind of stuff. Well, I mean… I don’t really know what I mean…” She ducked her head and rubbed the back of her neck sheepishly. “You can’t exactly hold hands over there, so you sort of just… it’s substituted. Things like that.” The group exchanged awkward glances before Twilight gave Sunset’s hands a gentle squeeze, pulling them apart to stroke the back of Sunset’s hand with her thumb. “You don’t need to talk about it if you don’t want to, Sunset.” “Yeah. That’s, uhm. Yeah. Sorry. I didn’t mean to make things awkward. It was a weird place in life and I was figuring stuff out, I guess. It’s just kind of embarrassing to talk about.” “That’s okay!” Pinkie smiled, wrapping her arm around Sunset’s shoulders to pull her into a tight hug. “We all have stuff we don’t like to talk about, Sunshim! Like how Rainbow Dash is secretly afraid of silly-straws!” She slapped her hand over her mouth, “oops. Sorry Dashie.” “Pinkie Pie!” Dash blushed, furrowing her brows with a frown. The girls lit up in a fit of giggles and laughter again and Sunset settled into her skin, content with the gentle warmth of Twilight’s hand and the tight embrace that Pinkie kept held on her. Sunset waved the girls off the next afternoon, the morning filled with sleepy shenanigans and Pinkie Pie’s “world famous triple-stack, chocolicious flap jacks”. Honestly, if it hadn’t been for the coffee, Sunset probably would have vomited. The bitterness was a nice balance. “Well, looks like it’s just you and me,” Twilight smiled, teetering on her heels as both she and Sunset stepped back into the apartment. “Shining should be here to pick me up soon, though.” “Sounds good. Feels like it’s been ages since we got to hang out,” Sunset blushed, twirling a lock of hair before smoothing it behind her ear. “Just the two of us, I mean.” Twilight nodded and stifled a giggle. “I know. We haven’t really studied much for the finals, either. Well- I have. I can only assume that you haven’t been up to much studying.” The shorter girl folded her arms. “Oh? And what gives you that impression?” Sunset mirrored her, offering up a challenging grin in response. “You’ve been too busy hanging out with your new friend.” Sunset’s stomach dropped. How did she- did Dash- “Well, I know she isn’t a new friend, but none of us have really spent much time with Starlight Glimmer since the mirror incident.” Twilight wandered over to the couch and sat down, curling up against the arm and leaving plenty of space for Sunset to join her. “I think it’s still bizarre to the other girls how active your social life is.” “A-and it isn’t to you?” Sunset sat beside her. Twilight shook her head with a hum. “Nope. Not at all. I just always pegged you for the social butterfly type, anyway.” “Oh, well… that’s a relief, I guess.” Sunset chuckled. “What is?” “That you don’t think I’m just some shut-in who only goes out for groceries or when the girls want to hang.” Twilight snorted and adjusted herself to shift closer. “I think you’re interesting.” “Interesting?” “Mysterious.” “M-mysterious?” “Mhm,” Twilight nodded again, “You’re probably the most interesting person I’ve ever met; and I’ve met an astrophysicist before.” Sunset’s cheeks were taken in a fiery blush and she rubbed the back of her neck again, ducking her head to avoid Twilight’s eyes. “That’s… really nice of you to say. I think you’re pretty cool, too.” Suddenly, Sunset was all too aware of just how close the other girl was and she felt a familiar yearning ignite within herself. She swallowed thickly and stood from the couch to make some distance. Laughing nervously, she wandered over to her mini fridge and pulled out two cans of soda. “Y-you want one? Or, uh- it’s a nice day out! Want me to walk you home? That way your brother doesn’t have to rush over from work.” Twilight seemed taken aback, but she nodded with a smile regardless. “Sure, that sounds like fun.” Sunset sat leaning against her desk as she watched Twilight gather her things from about the living room, tucking her sleeping bag into her bag and slipping it onto her shoulders. She swallowed thickly every time the other girl would bend down, drowning herself in her lemonade as a distraction; anything to tear her eyes away from the rim of Twilight’s skirt- “All done!” Twilight smiled and wandered over to collect her own can of soda. “G-great!” Sunset opened the door for her and closed it behind them both, pausing to pat herself down in search of her key. When she came up short, she grumbled. “Oh, shoot… uch,” Sunset bent down to peek under the doormat, clicking her tongue when nothing was there, before turning her attention to the large potted plant by the doorstep. Twilight watched as the older girl plucked a spare key from the dirt and locked the door, only to slip the key into her pocket once she was done. “Huh? What was that about?” Sunset chuckled and jogged a bit to catch up after Twilight had started walking. “Forgot my key inside and I couldn’t be bothered running upstairs to get it. I keep a spare in the pot, just in case of emergency.” Twilight snorted. “You, being smart for once?” “I know! There’s a first time for everything,” Sunset chuckled. As they walked, both girls kept the conversation light- cracking jokes every once in a while to make the other laugh. Sipping their drinks. It was nice. Sunset loved spending time with Twilight. She loved making her laugh even more. “So, who’s ‘Fish emoji’ on your phone?” The smaller girl teased. Sunset’s blood ran cold and she coughed awkwardly, tugging at the collar of her shirt. “Why do you ask?” Twilight shrugged and stretched out her arms as she tightrope'd along the raised curb. Sunset held her free hand to keep her balanced. “I didn’t mean to snoop I promise. Your phone woke me up this morning with a text saying they’d forgotten their jacket at your apartment. I’m just curious, is all. You don’t need to answer.” Sunset pursed her lips for a moment and thought about how to answer. She didn’t want to lie but she knew she couldn’t tell the truth, either. “I’ve started giving singing lessons.” Nailed it. “I told them they could come by later and I’d let them know when you girls had all gone home so they could come back for it.” “Ah, I see.” Twilight smiled, seemingly pleased by that answer. “I thought you’d gone out and made some more friends.” Sunset chuckled nervously. “Something like that.” “Well, we’re here.” Twilight smiled as she hopped down from the curb, Sunset dropping her hand and slipping her own into the pocket of her jacket. Twilight stopped just shy of her driveway and turned once again to teeter on her heels. The bookworm nibbled her lip, as if debating whether or not to say something. Sunset supposed she voted against it as she tucked a strand of hair behind her ear instead. “I had fun, thanks. I liked spending time with you again. I missed you, Sunset.” The older girl felt her throat tighten and suddenly her clothes felt all-too constricting. “I-I missed you too, Twi. See you in school?” “Mh,” Twilight nodded, “see you in school.” Sunset watched as Twilight walked up the path to her house, stopping in the doorway to give her a bright smile and a wave goodbye. She felt her heart palpitate. Once Twilight was gone, she stood there for a moment as if waiting for something else to happen. She wasn’t sure what she was expecting. But, when nothing did, she turned on her heel to head back home; alone. Author's Note As always, comments and thumbs up are appreciated! If you would like to support me and my writing, please consider donating to my ko-fi! Or, get in touch about a commission! other socials - Twitter Tumblr Discord (DM!)
The song of the siren.“Now this is something I’d never expect to see.” Adagio quirked a brow as she undid the last button on her blouse, followed by tossing it on the bottom of Sunset’s bed. The other girl was sitting at the edge of the mattress, shifting awkwardly in her seat as her eyes drank in the moonlight figure of the girl in front of her. Honestly, how she’d found herself in this situation Sunset couldn’t quite remember herself. She wasn’t usually one to ‘hook up’ with people. She found it shallow, and quite honestly, the topic of sex wasn’t exactly something she was all that keen about. However recently, she’d found her eyes lingering. On shapes. On curves. On the corners of mouths and—…. well. She just didn’t know why. Normally in times like these she would seek help and guidance in Princess Twilight through the journal— however, this time, she wasn’t quite sure asking the Princess was the best idea. There was just a lingering feeling in her gut that this was just more than mixed up feelings to do with the magic of friendship, and so she decided to confide in a friend that might know what she was going through. Rainbow Dash was…. Probably not the best person either, though. Of course she’d managed to nail down exactly what had been bothering her, but… the advice she had given wasn’t as helpful as Sunset had anticipated. The blue girl had informed her— as gently as she could given how awkward she knew Sunset was about these sorts of things— that the feelings the red haired teen had been experiencing was…. Her libido. She’d responded with furrowed brows and snapping with, “Absolutely not, stop joking around here Dash!” But the absence of Rainbow’s usual charismatic sarcasm and ensuing laughter left Sunset with yet another deep pit in her stomach. She didn’t know what to do, who else to turn to, and the last thing she wanted to do was follow Rainbow Dash’s advice of “Just find someone to bone. It’s not weird or anything; I’m sure you’re not the only one our age that just wants to b—” What the other girl was going to say, Sunset didn’t want to find out, as she promptly cut her off with a punch in the arm. She didn’t want to follow her advice. She didn’t want to, but… She now found herself face to face with the very girl that she and her friends had stripped of her powers not even two years ago, now. The girl in question pulled the hair tie from her golden tresses and slid it over her wrist for safekeeping before wrapping her arms around Sunset’s neck and straddling her thighs; the red haired teen responding in a thick gulp. “So,” Adagio mumbled, dragging her teeth over the skin of Sunset’s neck with a heated huff of breath; “what made you want to do this, Little miss ‘squeaky-clean’?” The younger girl tilted her head to the side slightly to allow the siren better access to her throat as she exhaled through her nose. Pursing her lips, Sunset averted her eyes to the wall facing opposite them on the far end of her apartment. “I just-... oh, you know, I just-” “Just wanted to get your rocks off? Thought I’d be fair game since I’m a siren?” “No, I-” “Well, Sunset Shimmer, that’s very presumptuous of you.” Sunset frowned and shifted again awkwardly— as best she could with Adagio on top of her. “I’m sorry… It- it’s really shitty when you put it like that... We can stop, I-” “I was kidding, Sunset. I don’t care. I’ve been alive longer than Equestria, so if you think a little school girl wanting to fool around for a night just because of a stereotyped assumption is enough to hurt my feelings, then my you’re much more naive than I initially thought.” The red haired girl let out a strangled whine as Adagio blew against her ear; her face lighting up in a heated blush as she drew her own lips into a firm line. “My, quite sensitive aren’t we?” Adagio chuckled before pressing a kiss to Sunset’s pulse. “But, you know Sunset; being promiscuous isn’t the only thing sirens are known for, right?” “Uh- what-” The older girl grinned against the flesh of her throat before running her tongue over Sunset’s skin. Adagio’s teeth brushed against the nape of Sunset’s neck before she bit down and sucked. “Mh-!” Sunset winced with a squeak. Only after the other girl began to turn her head toward her shoulder in pain did Adagio pull away to run her tongue along her bottom lip, and grinned as she admired her work. “That’s sure to let your little friends know just what sorts of things you get up to in your free time.” Sunset frowned once more and furrowed her brows slightly, “That hurt.” “Oh, darling that is the least of your problems tonight.” “What is that supposed to-” she was cut off by the other girl promptly shoving her backwards, forcing her back against the mattress as she reached for the bottom of Sunset’s shirt to pull it over the younger girl’s head. There was a pause in Adagio’s movement as she stared down at the girl below her, a small smirk pulling at the corners of her lips. “Bunnies Sunset? Really?” In response to the other girls comment, Sunset instinctively crossed her arms over her chest and tried to turn away out of the other girl’s gaze; embarrassment the flame keeping the deepening hue of blush prominent on her face. “That’s fine. You don’t need to look at me,” the smirk was practically dripping from the siren’s voice as she ran her hands along the other girl’s sides, to her shoulders, before shifting in order to flip Sunset over onto her front, eliciting a surprised yelp from the red haired teen. “I know I’m not the one you’d really want to be doing this with. Why didn’t you ask one of your little friends to help you out, hm?” Sunset swallowed and turned her head to the side in order to stare up at the girl above her. “I- what-” “Why don’t we just cut the bullshit and get right to the point, hm?” As if to punctuate her sentence Adagio dug her nails into the skin of Sunset’s hips, forcing a surprised squeak from her throat, before she shifted once again to lift the bottom half of the younger girls body until Sunset was propped up on her knees. The red haired girl awkwardly pulled her arms out from their trapped position between her chest and the mattress, and moved to kneel up before Adagio forced her face into the sheets by pressing her hand onto the back of the other girls head. “You just stay there and do as you’re told, alright? You called me, remember? I’m in charge.” Teal eyes widened at the firmness of Adagio’s voice, and Sunset let out a short whine before giving a small nod. She received a smile in response, followed by Adagio moving her hand from her head to interlace her fingers over the back of Sunset’s own; the siren’s other hand instead snaking down to slip into the waistband of the younger girl’s underwear. Sunset’s teeth dug into her lower lip as she felt two of Adagio’s fingers run along the length of her woman hood; letting out a shuddered breath as she felt them finally push themselves inside. The siren’s pace was steady and slow at first, but it was only when she rested the palm of her hand against Sunset’s clit that Adagio received any kind of physical response. The red haired teen jolted in place, her shoulders rising from the bed slightly as she tried to let out a deep breath; however, Adagio’s hand once again returned to its position on the back of the younger girl’s head. “A-ah- fuck-” Sunset hissed out between gritted teeth, back arching as her face was forced further into the mattress. Her fingers dragged along the velvet sheets by her head before gathering the material in a bunch; her hands shaking just like the rest of her body at the other girl’s touch. “There’s a good girl. Stay in that position; on your hands and knees. It rather suits you, since all you seem to do is bow down to that little Princess of yours,” the siren smirked, extremely amused at the trembling mess of a girl before her. “Oh, I know,” She teased, bending forward to press her bare chest against the flush of Sunset’s back as she whispered, low, in her ear. “Why don’t we play a little role playing game, hm?. Why not close your eyes and pretend I’m that precious Twilight Sparkle you seem so invested in. That’s who you’d really want to be here with, right?” Sunset opened her mouth to retort, but her words caught in her throat; vocalising only as a whimpered gasp before she bit down on her lip once more. A deep, low, chuckle rose from Adagio’s chest as she curled the two fingers inside the girl below her. “It’s alright. I won’t be offended. Upset she’ll be getting all the credit of making you squirm, maybe, but if that’s what gets you off then by all means.” Sunset let out a panted breath as she opened her mouth to object, but closed it once more to swallow thickly. Adagio had instructed her to cut the bullshit, which was enough indication to let her know that the siren had seen right through her. Fighting her on it would only embarrass herself further in the eyes of the other girl. She’d resolved to just do as she was told, but was stolen from her thoughts as another wave of pleasure drowned her senses in ecstacy, a guttural moan forcing itself from her chest before she inhaled with a whine. “Well? What’s it going to be?” “Tw… light-” she breathed. Adagio hummed and turned her head to whisper into Sunset’s ear once again, “I can’t hear you.” “Please-... Twilight-” The other girl’s name felt like a swear in her mouth as she bit her lip once more, and let another deep breath out through her nose; closing her eyes and furrowing her brows upward in shame. “There we go. Now we can really get into it,” Adagio almost purred as she kneaded her palm against Sunset’s clit. The red haired girl moaned and gripped the sheets tighter; the mattress creaking below her as she arched her back in response to the white flash of heat that washed over her skin. Adagio slipped her hand beneath the wiring of Sunset’s bra to cup a breast in her hand, the other girl letting out a squeaked gasp as she closed her eyes tighter. There was no escape from the heated stimulation that was enveloping the former Equestrian completely, and wholly, especially as she felt the flesh of Adagio’s upper thigh pressing against her own, and the weight of the other girl’s hips digging into her back. But honestly…. She didn’t want to. She didn’t want this to stop. This entire experience was new, and, yes, labouring… but it was so good. She’d never felt this rush of sheer pleasure before in her life, and now it was crashing over her in waves. The mere brush of the other girl’s flesh against her own was enough to incite a reaction. Sunset gave the balled sheets in her hands a squeeze as she felt Adagio’s nails brush against the flesh of her chest, another shaky, heated breath escaping past her lips. “God, Twilight-” The mention of the other girls name encouraged the hand to press against Sunset’s chest, and moved in a slow clockwise movement— almost kneading as Adagio’s forefinger rested on the hardening peak of her breast, occasionally rubbing against it; forcing another whimper from the girl under her. The siren felt her cheeks warm in a blush of her own as Sunset began rocking against her palm in time with the thrusting of her fingers, forcing them deeper inside herself. “Good girl. Let all those little urges take over, it’s alright.” The former Equestrian whimpered as her body involuntarily spasmed, causing the mattress beneath her to creak under her weight, and she let out another breathy pant of the Princess’ name. When Adagio began to feel Sunset tighten around her fingers she let out a cluck of her tongue, “You’re so close. Don’t worry, soon all those horrible little thoughts will melt away. I’ll take them all from you.” All Sunset could do was nod and whimper, and she’d only realised how tightly she’d been clenching her eyes shut when she felt the wetness of tears gather around the bridge of her nose. Her back and neck arched as Adagio pressed her palm against her clit once more; the steady pace she’d been keeping up this whole time only now beginning to quicken in tandem. She tried her best to keep up, but with every pump of Adagio’s fingers she found her body stiffening and contracting on itself, her breaths only coming out in quick pants against the sheets of her bed. Sunset’s body trembled as she reached her climax, and she did her best to suppress the loud squeak that escaped through her gritted teeth. The older girl peppered kisses along the skin of Sunset’s shoulder, and continued pumping her fingers inside of the other girl before she felt her body fall limp beneath her, indicating that she’d finally ridden out the remainder of her orgasm. Sunset’s hips finally rested on the mattress as the siren removed her hand from her underwear, and she glanced over her shoulder to finally look at the other girl properly; the blood in her veins almost running cold as Adagio lifted her wet slicked fingers to her mouth and sucking them clean. She didn’t know whether she was aroused or disgusted. Maybe both. Definitely both. “T-thank you-” she stuttered out, but the piercing red eyes that bore into her own forced her lips to draw into a crooked line. However, Adagio’s appearance seemed to soften as she blinked, and removed the fingers from her mouth. She then proceeded to pick up the clothes that had fallen to the floor during their little endeavour. “You can uh- you can stay over, if you want? I mean- I don’t really have an issue with-” “I’m stopping you there.” Adagio lifted a finger to silence her, and quirked a brow. “Doing that would lead to sentimentality. That could evolve into feelings being developed, and I am not about to deal with some high school girl having a crush on me.” Sunset opened her mouth to argue, but closed it again with a dejected exhale. “Fine, then. I just-... I think it’s kind of rude to just-” “This was a hook up, sweetheart. You don’t need to be concerned about my well being.” “I don’t really think that’s-” “Enough,” Adagio ordered as she pulled her hair from under the collar of her newly buttoned up blouse. Sunset watched quietly as the older girl ran nimble fingers through her hair, gathering it all at the back of her head in order to pull it into its trademark ponytail; the steady ticking of the clock downstairs filling the silence between them. “So… Why did you, uh… Agree to do this, I guess?” The siren girl stepped into her skirt before pulling it up over her thighs, “Mh. Well, why not? I can now say that I got my revenge, in a way. You screwed me and the girls over, and I screwed you. Literally.” The red head rubbed the back of her neck and averted her eyes sideward in response. “Plus, it means that you owe me. I helped you deal with your little problem, and now you can help me deal with mine.” Sunset eyed her wearily, brows furrowing slightly as she tried to comprehend what the other girl was saying. Her? Help Adagio? That was insane. Although… this entire situation was completely incomprehensible. “Now. Since your little Princess doesn’t seem to be fulfilling your needs, I have a proposition for you.” Sunset paused and pursed her lips in a hum, but allowed the other girl to continue. “You can call me whenever you need taken care of. But, in return…” Adagio stopped to zip up her skirt and tuck her shirt into it’s waistband, “I want you to give me singing lessons.” “You what-” The siren rolled her eyes and exhaled through her nose, “I haven’t been able to sing properly in almost two years. After that being my only medium of expression for the past dozen millenia, it’s beginning to feel like an itch I can’t scratch. It’s the least you could do after all, since you are the one to blame.” “You were trying to control people in order to take over the world.” “That’s besides the point. Now, do we have a deal?” The red haired teen mulled it over in her mind for a moment, her eyes searching the other girl’s face for any signs of insincerity. However, even in the dark, Sunset could tell the she was being serious. She weighed up the pros and the cons— but no matter how she looked at it, she seemed to be the one who would win most in this situation. If these feelings were to ever arise again, she’d have someone to help her take care of it. Teaching someone to sing couldn’t really be that hard, right? Since their pendants had been shattered it meant their magic was also gone, right? It would now be Adagio’s own genuine talents being put to work. It was a win-win either way. “Uh-... Sure, I guess-” “Wonderful,” Adagio flashed her wink before turning on her heel; “I already added your number to my phone before this little meeting just in case you’d be so co-operative. I’ll show myself out.” Sunset could only stare after her, the clacking of the siren’s heels echoing throughout the large apartment as she followed the stairs to the main living area, and picked her jacket from the back of the couch before finally making her way towards the front door. Adagio paused in the doorway for a moment, pursing her lips in a hum; “You know, that Princess of yours is so lucky. You’re absolutely adorable.” And with that, Sunset was alone. “What the fuck did I just do.” Author's Note Bleep bloop I told my friend I used to write smut in an old fandom I was in and they wanted me to try my hand at writing for my two fave girls. I feel like Adagio is the kind of person who wouldn't stick around after this kind of thing, but lemme know what you guys think! 👉😎👉 This was really only a one-shot thing to play around with and see how the characters and their dynamics worked at the request of my friend, but for 3000 words I feel like I should share it w more people— so here you go! And yes, Adagio is totally just looking for an excuse to see Sunset again.
