Moonlight dripped through the large window of the two-story apartment, sending elongated slivers of dull light stretching across the ground floor. The large living space was silent, albeit for the rhythmic ticking of the clock that was hanging above the door, and the ruffling of bedsheets from the upper area of the room.

Sunset settled into the mattress sheepishly as her girlfriend straddled her bare thighs, and let out a shaky breath that she hadn’t even been aware she was holding. Swallowing past the lump that was beginning to form in her throat, Sunset blinked up at Twilight, the other girl stretching; so as to pull her shirt up and over her head. The light from the window wrapped the purple teen in a silver silhouette, and Sunset could’ve sworn she looked like an angel.

Tossing her clothes to the floor beside the rest of them, Twilight leaned down to press a gentle kiss to Sunset’s lips before cupping her face in her hands; thumbs stroking the skin of her cheeks warmed in a deep blush.

“Are you sure you’re okay with this? We can stop if you want to.” The purple teen whispered in a soft tone— reassuring— one Sunset knew she could trust.

She responded only in a small nod; Sunset knew her voice would’ve failed her anyway.

This hadn’t been the first time the two girls had tried having sex. Their first time had been over at Twilight’s house when her parents had been out for their wedding anniversary— or something like that— Sunset couldn’t remember. All she did remember was Twilight’s older brother, Shining Armor, crashing into her room while the two of them had been kissing on the floor beside Twilight’s bed. Okay. More than kissing. But there was something about having her tongue between the other girl's teeth that made that entire situation worth sparing a few details.

Honestly, Sunset had to admit she was grateful. She knew she wasn’t entirely ready then, and she wasn’t completely sure she’d’ve been able to get out any words once they’d started to let Twilight know she wasn’t comfortable with following their plans through. After letting Twilight know about that part…. Well, it was safe to say they hadn’t tried again for a while.

Over the months since though, and after talking about the concept of them sleeping together, Twilight slowly and surely helped the red-haired teen feel more comfortable in her own skin— at her own pace, of course.

To the outside world anyone would’ve assumed Twilight was the more submissive of the two; less confident; weaker. However, the truth was that Twilight was strong; and passionate, and so sure of herself in a way Sunset couldn’t even imagine possible. But she was also gentle— so, so gentle— especially in the way her fingers drifted along the skin of Sunset’s neck, nails barely scraping against her side as she pulled back once again to straddle Sunset’s hips.

The red-haired girl inhaled sharply and blinked, her lips then pulled into a crooked line. “A-aren’t you going to take off your glasses?” She stuttered out awkwardly, forcing a laugh.

“What- no? If I did that then I wouldn’t be able to see you.”

There was a pause as Sunset furrowed her brows and narrowed her eyes up at the other girl. “Twilight…. We’re, uh, kinda sitting in a pitch black apartment. There’s not exactly much to see.”

Twilight pursed her lips and hummed for a moment before reaching up and sliding the glasses from her face and tucking them away to the side to sit on Sunset’s bookshelf. “Please don’t tell the other girls I just did that-”

“Did what? Forget to take off your glasses while we were having-...”

Twilight quirked a brow and gave the girl below her a gentle smile before leaning down again and placing a soft kiss to the space between her own furrowed brows. “It’s okay, Sunset. You don’t need to say it.”

The older girl seemed to relax under her but immediately tensed as she felt Twilight shift her position to kiss the flesh of her neck. Sunset’s shaky hands awkwardly reached up to settle on the tops of her girlfriend’s thighs, and she could feel Twilight smile against the beating pulse on her neck. The soft exhale of breath from the purple teen's nose sent shivers down Sunset’s spine— goosebumps dancing across her skin like little jolts of sparking electricity. Teal eyes averted to the side, then up, then towards where Twilight had positioned her head.

Her kisses were gentle, light, and slow; but soon enough Sunset felt the huffed warm breath escape from between Twilight’s parted lips against her flesh. The purple teen teased the skin of her girlfriend’s neck with her teeth, and Sunset couldn’t suppress the small whimper that forced itself from her throat.

She clapped a hand over her mouth in embarrassment but gave Twilight’s thigh a gentle squeeze to let her know it was alright to continue. Sunset’s face burned, and she closed her eyes as she felt the other girl begin to suck and nip at her skin.

After a moment, though, she felt the other girl shift again; her lips peppered gentle kisses along her shoulder before moving to her collarbone. Sunset’s hand shifted from Twilight’s thigh to the bedding at her side— her fingers digging in slightly— nails pressing crescent moons into her palms, even through the fabric of the sheets.

The purple haired girl hummed, the lingering sweat across Sunset’s skin a salty taste against her lips and tongue. The other girl let out a deep breath in order to calm herself down as Twilight continued pressing kisses between her breasts; her breath catching in her throat, however, as Twilight drew her hands down Sunset’s thighs gently in order to settle between her legs. She let out yet another deep exhale from her nose and held onto the sheets tighter as her girlfriend gave one final kiss to her navel before she propped Sunset’s legs up on either side of her shoulders.

The younger girl searched through the darkness for the teal eyes of her girlfriend, and she paused a moment. “Still good?”

“Still good.”

A relieved sigh was all Sunset heard before she felt Twilight’s lips against the inside of her thigh, moving upward to where her legs met. Her body immediately rocked from the foreign sensation of the other girl's warm breath; her own breathing became increasingly more deep and heavy. Her legs twitched on instinct, consequently pulling Twilight closer. Fortunately, the other girl caught herself in time before she tumbled forward, and probably made this attempt just as bad at their first.

“S-sorry,” Sunset stuttered out once more.

“It’s alright, I promise.” Twilight paused. “You good?”

“I’m good.”

The younger girl gave another small smile before shifting a hand and pressing her middle and ring finger against her girlfriend’s entrance sheepishly, her thumb barely resting on the other girl's clit. She curled her hand slightly to run her fingers along the length of Sunset’s core, causing the other girl to shudder and let out a breathy groan.

“You know you’re… kinda warm down here.”

“Please don’t say that while we’re in the middle of having sex.”

“Sorry— hey! I’m just as awkward as you are, y’know! This is my first time too.”

Sunset ran a hand up through her hair and gripped tightly, her palm resting over the left half of her face as she let out a deep breath. “I know, sorry… I’m, uh, good.”

With a small huffed breath Twilight continued in her previous actions, this time gently sliding her fingers inside of the other girl. She was met with an awkward hum as Sunset’s legs twitched once more; her knees pressing against Twilights shoulders as she began steadily pushing deeper inside, causing her thumb to rub against the small bundle of nerves it had previously been resting on.

Sunset shuddered out a squeaked gasp, her bed creaking beneath them as her back arched off the mattress in response. “Holy—” she cut herself off by biting into her own palm and allowed another shaky breath to escape her from lips.

Twilight’s cheeks burned in a blush of her own as she continued the steady yet awkward pumping of her fingers, unsure of just how effective this method was proving to be as opposed to the simple tactic of merely focusing all her time on Sunset’s clitoris. She was rather clued up on that topic— not that she masturbated all that often— she just… did some research on the topic. She found visual aids to be the most helpful, although they never went into as much detail on how the methods should be executed in practice. “H-how is it-? I mean- uh- does it feel… pleasuring, I guess?”

“You’re doing good- could you just, uhm-”

“Yeah?”

“Could you curl your fingers a bit-?”

Twilight sputtered out an awkward, “O-oh- yeah, okay-!” before doing just as she was instructed.

Sunset sucked in a shallow breath, her eyes fluttering as she let out a low groan of Twilight’s name. The girl in question felt her stomach flip, and let out a shuddered exhale of her own.

In their time as friends Twilight had seen the other girl in a multitude of different lights— and even more so now that the two of them were dating. Sunset allowed her to see her softer, more timid side, and even the more vulnerable sides of herself that she’d rather kept hidden away inside herself. But now she was seeing— watching— the other girl come undone completely, and it was entirely her fault.

She liked it. Liked thinking she could have this effect on the girl who quite literally changed her life.

The younger girl shifted her free hand to grip at Sunset’s hip as she felt a cramp slowly creeping into the joints of her wrist. She knew she couldn’t stop now; it would just be cruel— to bring Sunset right to the edge then leave her there, all alone. Twilight bit her lip and dug her nails into the flesh of Sunset’s side to try and push through the pain, forcing out a whine from the girl below her.

Sunset finished with one last whimpered gasp; her panted breaths mixed with the warm air of her room. She blinked up at the ceiling as her head fell back against her pillow finally.

The purple haired girl continued moving her fingers inside her girlfriend so as to allow her to ride out her orgasm before slowing to a stop. She pulled her wet slicked hand away from between Sunset’s legs and reached over for the hand towel on Sunset’s bedside table, the other girl resting an arm across her forehead as her ragged breathing was finally beginning to subside.

“Holy shit-... Sweet Celestia that was so much different than I imagined it’d be-”

Once she was finished cleaning off her hand Twilight shifted to climb up beside her girlfriend and pressed a kiss to her temple before falling onto the mattress at Sunset’s side. “Was it good though?”

“Do you think I’d literally be sweating if it wasn’t?”

“Hm,” Twilight chuckled, “I’ll let you rest for a bit and then you can show me how good it was?”

Sunset’s clucked her tongue, “I wouldn’t get your hopes up. I don’t watch as much porn as you do, Twi.”

“Wh- hey-!”

Author's Note

Me: haha don't be expecting another smut fic from me any time soon!
Me:

This was sitting in my google docs & I thought I may as well post it seeing as the other stuff I've been working on is nowhere near finished; so have this, I guess!

I like imaging Sunset to be the more timid one in this type of situation, if that wasn't already apparent. 👉😎👉

Lemme know what you guys think!