The Telltale Tail

by Fireflower

Rating: mature
Tags: Porn, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Other, Romance, Sex, Twilight Sparkle, Profanity, Slice of Life, Alternate Universe, Anthro
Length: 5141

One shot clopfic: Twilight Sparkle x Comet Tail; presumably taking place prior to season 5, after the former's ascension. A lonely wizard wishes to have his crush take part in a dark, twisted fantasy to cope with the recent plunder vine assault.

One year has passed following the fateful Summer Sun Celebration where Nightmare Moon returned to wreak revenge, only to be defeated and reverted back to Princess Luna by the sextet and their newly acquired equipment, the Elements of Harmony; of course, this is not a story about the prodigal princess.

On the other hand, however, this story does feature a different princess, one that this town knows and loves all too well, albeit in a more secluded role despite being in complete control of the situation room with all tasks at hand ready to be performed: of them, happens to be another pony, and a unicorn at that.

Ostensibly, he happens to be at her beck and call, unable to be seen or heard from again should she desire to make that possibility a reality; then again, with the lack of light and framework, not everything is what it seems to be: even her reluctance can be taken into account in the very least of things.

Cover art belongs to wetfox.

Published 2019-05-01 04:50:01 UTC
Last updated 2019-05-01 04:50:01 UTC

Role Reversal Reverberation

Author's Note

This is my thirty–second clopfic out of the many that were made using canon characters this time as anthropomorphic beings instead of their normal forms; however, this is also a Mature–rated fanfic so unless you're in eighteen plus panel, stop right now and hit the back button.

Anyways, I just want to state for the record that My Little Pony, or rather Friendship Is Magic and its setting and characters belongs to Lauren Faust and Hasbro; that is all, nothing more, nothing less.

Enjoy it as you are, my dear friends: I can assure you that what shocked me is the fact that it took about an entire year for me to finish writing, editing, and uploading it to the site; I hope you can appreciate it and that we meet again.

Role Reversal Reverberation

Darkness was the only way of how the small world works, let alone the real world to say the very least; as a matter of fact, the small world is indeed the real world and vice versa too nonetheless. The jet black void was all that could be seen but not heard, felt, tasted, or smelled; yet, it can be also sensed as well anyways, devoid of even a modicum of light bearing any hue whatsoever to permeate through its entirety. For a moment, it had seemed that all was completely lost, its mere fate already sealed and set in stone to say the least before the very beginning; nothing else was going to even change that in the slightly.

“Hah!” a loud gasp was emitted from there, creating an anomaly that gave such a darkness some semblance of life whatsoever: a suddenly new voice being nothing more than ragged panting and wheezing from between intervals; before long, the slapdash breathing had quieted itself down into stabilization.

In its place was the shuffling about in a somewhat reckless abandon, each and every move being held in place by links of metal throughout the whole time no less, jerking around with the noise pollution. All that remained was a faint snuffle from the occupant, a small snort or two notwithstanding as oxygen got sucked in its nostrils gently, ghastly as it were but rather interrupted by the choking fluids now. Nothing else would seem to be interested in interacting with the lonely creature stuck in the veils of darkness, lifeform or element in the making; for what it was worth, it would seem that its fate was sealed.

Suddenly, without any warning whatsoever, a small orb of light colored in purple and pink appeared out of nowhere, shining about in the void as a voice was heard chuckling about, “you just had to ask for this literally, didn’t you…?”

The source of the lights and sounds had belonged to a lone purple alicorn mare standing pretty without any fears whatsoever. Her mane and tail were predominantly of a darker shade than her coat, save for at least two lone stripes being of a lighter shade. The alicorn’s irises were a balance between the two colors that had made her significant, smiling big thanks to some eyeglasses. Her attire was a simple jet black ensemble of a corset, panties, and stocking with a garter belt; still, she was in the altogether. The only exception to the purple alicorn’s skimpy attire was a tubular appendage colored in a bright shade with beady texture. Her tight croup bore a starburst pattern: each angle of the pink polygon was firmly accompanied by several white tiny twinkles.

On the opposite side was a yellow unicorn stallion suspended in midair by chains from above, holding himself very tightly in place. His shining mane and tail were a solid blue, ragged with some strands being out of place yet otherwise neatly as the purple alicorn. The unicorn’s eyes were obscured by a jet black blindfold, keeping him from being able to literally see the light or herself either. Still, he was also devoid of modesty, glistening with perspiration as it dripped throughout the miniscule abs over his anorexic body. Under the yellow unicorn’s prone form was his own wet protuberance, tumescent yet organic with dark colors barely measuring up. Keenly plastered right over his flat flanks was a sapphire shooting star she saw in a semicircle with its white stripe in the midpoint. Additionally, the yellow unicorn wore a copper ring snugly around his horn which was encrusted with some bits of crystalline jewelry.

“Twilight, what’s the meaning of this?!” he cried out, struggling to make sense of the darkness he was being forced to see, “I thought we were friends; all those times we’ve spent together since the moment I’d laid eyes onto you that Hearth’s Warming Eve: doesn’t that mean anything to you?!”

“Shut it, bitch–boy: as far as I knew, you had the hots for that dumb blonde ne’er–do–well skank, Cherry Berry, yet all it took for you to wimp out in the friend–zone was that draconequus’ damned plunder vine bringing you too close to comfort, quite literally if I do say so; of course, it’s quite a low down dirty shame that it’s also tragic irony too…!” the eponymous mare snarled.

Even with the fabric obscuring the yellow unicorn’s line of eyesight, some liquids escaped from underneath them as he’d struggled to speak back, “that’s not true at all: Cherry Berry isn’t a skank at all, Twilight; she’s already been taken by somepony else anyway…! Besides, she even told me of you from your days in Canterlot: her husband told me much about you when he was working at the school; you hatched a baby dragon out from that egg where the others had failed…!”

“Spike has nothing whatsoever to do with this at all: he’s out there helping the Crusaders with their flag routine; meanwhile, we have all the time to ourselves for the day, wouldn’t you agree…?” she’d spat back, crouching towards him at an eye level with a frenzied smirk over her visage, “I said, wouldn’t you agree, Comet Tail?!”

“Why waste it on this; can’t we just cuddle…?” the aforementioned stallion begged, earning a snigger from Twilight.

Regaining some composure, the purple alicorn had answered at once, “no… not at all, my love…!”

“Twilight, please…!” he’d wept in a rueful stutter, close to breaking down, “don’t do this, I beg of you…!”

“It’s too late…” she’d hissed about happily.

Comet begged Twilight, “come on, Twi… don’t…!”

“It’s already in motion, Come: don’t make it any worse than you think it’ll be…” the purple alicorn had cooed, her lips dangerously close to the yellow unicorn’s left cheek, “besides, even your sweat is making me so horny…”

“What–––” a single word escaped from his lips before a lonely tongue was quickly latched onto him, stopping cold as she’d lapped at the sweat dripping down across the surface of the former’s integuments.

Retracting it, Twilight smiled and said, “this sweat of yours is reeking with the taste of a liar: you’re loving what I’m doing, aren’t you, Come…? Ever since Ponyville had gotten attacked recently, you couldn’t go one day without worrying that somepony or something coming for that booty of yours and going to town on it; I don’t mind you being into other stallions but it seems even the thought of letting them bust a hot nut into your plot hole was just too much for you. Well that changes today, my little pussyboy: by the time I’m done with you, the time we spend will make those nasty vines of his feel like laying eggs…”

“Twilight, how can you even say such sickening things…?” Comet coughed, “I’m not even gay…!”

“That’s not what your dick is saying; besides, I’m wearing a strap–on, something that you colt cuddlers would’ve even dreamed of wearing since you’re so sure of yourselves…!” the purple alicorn growled, standing up to smack the yellow unicorn in the face with the artificial novelty betwixt the gaskins, “of course, I’m sure you’ll like the flavor I’d picked out for the occasion…!”

“What do you mean?!” he said, unaware of the new object being carried around in a torus of aura reminiscent of the same light around her horn.

A vicious liquid started covering the beady appendage in deep shade of red from one end to the waistline, giving Twilight a chilly grin as she’d answered back to Comet, “your favorite: Tenmei Preparatory’s World Famous Wildstyle Cherry Bloom…!”

“Hah–ack!” the yellow unicorn gulped as he felt his muzzle being invaded by the purple alicorn’s sudden assault, lips becoming grazed by the plastered plastic protuberance sliding in and slowly.

He was only moments away from spitting the novelty out his mouth before being grabbed by her as she pushed deeper inside; apparently, the chains were all that was needed to keep him in check from where she stood with a coo, “yeah, suck it down… you’re just a greedy bastard who likes that cherry chapped stick, don’t you; aren’t enough cocks in the world to satisfy you, right…?”

Rather than give in to the instinctual desire to pull away from Twilight, Comet swung himself to her so as to bring the saturated appendage into his mouth gently in the process, secreted some salivation while sending his wet lips up and down the length of it all prior to taking in a small breath of fresh air before the next plunge, a rather easy pattern which she’d taken note of already. After a few minutes had passed, the excess fluid from before was replaced with that of the yellow unicorn alone, reverting back to the colors shared by the purple alicorn, albeit with some trace amounts of the liquid coated by her left abandoned so sloppily it turned into an adhesive solution itself, letting his crisis be used as an excuse to wipe out any kind of restraint remaining. Needless to say, the sheer experience he was compelled to endure made him embrace the best of an initial bad situation she’d put him in, taking as much time as he’d like to get the remnants off of her artificial protuberance with the tongue due to the texture getting the former in the groove; slowly, the latter back away slightly for some much needed relief loins becoming moistened.

“Mmm…” Comet moaned amicably before Twilight had finally exited from his messy muzzle, “give me more, master…!”

“Already, but we’re already out of it and this was the last batch, Come; I’ll tell you what, though: how about we do some backdoor action anyway since it’s what you want, you little faggot…!” the purple alicorn chuckled, looking down the yellow unicorn who couldn’t help himself but to give a goofy grin out of bewilderment at the proposal, “it’s about time we got down to business.”

Almost immediately, she’d started to walk around him in a semicircle until she was aligned abaft his fundament with a sense of curiosity growing within while eyeing the latter; soon, the former stowed the novelty into it, sending tingles throughout without any kind of warning whatsoever.

“Son of a bitch…!” Comet cried cacophonously.

Smiling about seductively with the very appendage inside, Twilight had exhaled hoarsely after pulling right out only to repeat the motions, “took the words right out of my mouth, you dirty little colt: yeah, you like that it feels so good, does it; Cherry Berry would’ve made a great lover if you weren’t always into jacking off it to her, a married mare mind you, am I right?! Not to mention, it seems that she would’ve been repulsed at the idea of shoving a dildo up your slutty butt rather than the other way around even on a good day; stallions like you are a disgrace to their own gender, let alone Equestria of all places…! At least, I’m giving you a chance to indulge in your wildest fantasy now of all times; I’ve read some things about what someponies do in the bedroom in my spare time, usually when Spike is out finishing up some errands, and we’re no different!”

“Hah…!” the yellow unicorn screamed in agony, feeling the purple alicorn deliver a raining smack sharply at his croup; subsequently, her free hand had applied a more gentle touch, turning the pain into pleasure despite the constant momentum she was applying, “more… hurt me more, master!”

“Already, Come…?” she’d giggled, having stopped after the twentieth strike before pulling out of his flanks to find that the form of her plastic protuberance had remained unchanged save for some cleanliness; nevertheless, she reacted to its state patiently by shrugging about, taking it off and letting it fall onto the floor, revealing her supersaturated sheath without a care in the world.

Needless to say, Twilight knelt down towards his fundament and started to prodding Comet with a few of her own fingers gently before a tongue jutted inside him, sending more tingles throughout while trembling about. The yellow unicorn remained helpless ostensibly as the purple alicorn held onto his croup firmly in her grasp, her muzzle buried inside at once, running around thoroughly, before stopping to lap at the adjacent prepuce underneath. As she finally started bringing out some pleasure each time her tongue had switched back to the flanks and vice versa repetitively, feeling some of her saliva curling down from the corner of her lips with the sensation of intrigue. With exploration giving way to hunger and thirst, Twilight had stretched Comet’s fundament wider again before forwarding her slick tongue back inside; at long last, he couldn’t take it any longer, loudly moaning at once. The purple alicorn had started gurgling about at the thought of wanting to taste something else, the dribble from her tongue had surpassed the point of fascination; after all, the yellow unicorn couldn’t handle it any further. She’d soon reached down to her moist fork and started furbishing it rhythmically as she permeated through the croup in such an illustrious manner, slurping and licking in them much to his very growing tolerance overall.

Of course, this didn’t even last as Twilight was lapping away at Comet’s shaft when a gust of methane had broken out from him; this had made the former cross as the latter stuttered, “excuse me…!”

“Oh my Celestia…!” the purple alicorn had exclaimed with disdain, “that’s fucking disgusting: I thought you were like me, from Canterlot; I never took you as somepony raised in the barn, although seeing that I’m currently friends with Applejack, even her family would be indignant by my poor choice of words as well as your diet…!”

“I’m sorry…” the yellow unicorn cried out.

She grabbed him by the yard and snarled, earning a whimper as she’d spat out, “sorry didn’t do it; you did: your dietary habits have tested my patience far too soon and you’re gonna pay dearly for that…!”

“Twilight, no…!” Comet called out the titular mare’s name before she’d shoved her hand into his flanks, earning a scream from the former at once, “BLACK HOLE…!”

“Oh my, I never thought he would use the safety phrase so soon, at least not after pegging his rear; I gotta make things right for his sake as well as mine and I know just what to do: I better remove the blindfold now…” the purple alicorn cerebrated, retracting from fingers from the yellow unicorn whom was sucking the oxygen in through his teeth.

As his lips quivered, he'd remained unable to see her return to face him yet gave into to the urge to plea, “Twilight…?”

“It’s okay, Comet… you’re not hurt too badly, aren’t you…?” the eponymous mare had asked, already back at eye level to find some tears escaped from beneath the fabric who shook about at her, “I’m glad that you’ve remembered though: to be honest, even I had my doubts about the whole bondage idea, even with me as a dominatrix; after all, this is my first time indulging in it. Let’s get those blinds off of you; it’s the least I can do since I’m started to feel bad about what I’d done to you recently…”

“Don’t beat yourself up over it, Twilight; besides, it’s my fault that decided to eat some egg salad today, nothing more…” the yellow unicorn had wept, finding his line of sight now freed from the cloth by the smiling purple alicorn whom casted aside her spectacles with both of the former’s eyes matching the sapphire mane.

Nonetheless, she caressed his face and sighed, “what you choose to eat shouldn’t bother me at all; if anything, what I’d done to you should be of greater concern for the both of us: I’m not into the whole physical type, much less shoving my hand inside your flanks. Besides, I should’ve gone on easier on you anyway: I may have graduated at the top of the class at a young age but sometimes I don’t even know my own strength; I don’t even like fighting in general, much less beat other ponies up.”

“Don’t ever say such a stupid thing, Twilight; I love you, more than you honestly ever thought I did and with good reason: we’re both skilled in magic…” Comet cried out, this time more crossly, “from the moment I’d laid eyes on you on that fateful day at the pageant, I never thought I would see such a beautiful face ever again; but, I was wrong. As a matter of fact, I was also there where the changelings attacked the wedding; to think I would go and risk living in a reality where you’d perished instead of living on: it’d be Tartarus to me. Even though that you irrumated me not long ago, I still endured your vigorous roleplaying like a good participant should; besides, you did great and I want to continue onward anyway, even though you reamed me more than enough times than I can handle.”

“Oh, that’s so sweet: I didn’t know you’d thought of me this way, let alone been interested in me…” Twilight had cooed, blushing about with reckless abandonment more egregious than earlier before.

The yellow unicorn regained his composure and smiled, speaking to the purple alicorn afore himself, “I was, and to be honest, all the other attempts to see other ponies were failures; even I was lying to myself when I had gone out with Apple Bumpkin: as kind as she was, I could never measure up to her, let alone support her the same way she supports her family. I know that they’ll stick together because they’re family, they got each other’s backs but for me, I’ll just some lonely stallion who’ll disappear into the void like a blip on the radar with only a name and a dying legacy…”

“Comet Tail, nopony is meant to be like an archipelago, let alone an island; you’re smart, kind, and stronger than you actually are: the fact that you’d endured this for so long means more to me than I can understand…” she’d sighed, bringing him closer to comfort, “I don’t care if you were gay or not, let alone into rectal intercourse. All that I want is for you to not waste your life wondering what it could’ve been had you met somepony else; besides, I’m glad that I’d met you, if not outright thankful to be alive long enough to hear you go and confess your feelings for me. In the time that I had spent cooped up in Canterlot, I’ve been kicking myself to the curb for all sorts of books and the like for the sake of knowledge and whatnot; this whole move to Ponyville had been a game–changer for me: it had opened up so many doors for me and Spike when it came to friendship, if not the fate of the world itself. Aside from that, it also helped me emote and emphasize with the other ponies in this town, even though I had once though they were crazy with their mannerisms and the like…”

“Actually, I was from Fillydelphia almost my whole entire life; of course, leaving the city on my own terms happened to be one of the best decisions I had made so far: too much crime and poverty was choking the life outta me…” the aforementioned stallion interjected softly, bringing Twilight out of the groove immediately at once.

Despite the yellow unicorn’s gentle interruption, the purple alicorn sputtered calmly, “I see, I’m sorry about the paraspites invading your hometown last year though: didn’t anticipate that they would even think of eating solid matter, let alone make it all the way there; I should’ve listened to Pinkie though…”

“Their loss, not mine; I hated that town anyway but not you or Equestria, let alone Ponyville…” he scoffed, kissing her right on the cheek with little trepidation inside of him whatsoever, “I’m glad the infestation was taken care of, though…”

“Come to think of it, how would you like a treat to make up what I did: you take over from here and you can punish me however you see fit; what do you say, my love…?” Twilight asked Comet helpfully in an instant.

The yellow unicorn shook his head and reply, “just keep letting me wear these chains; I still like where this is going though…”

“Are you really sure about it…?” the purple alicorn had spoken up, “you could still be hurting about anyway…”

“Any pain is worth suffering through as long as I can see your smiling face, master Twilight...” he’d said, infectious smile now on their visages.

Both the titular mare and Comet himself wore eyes accented by blushing, seeing that their very sweating faces had been maintaining a close distance. Soon, their respective lips grew closer to one another while the yellow unicorn’s trembling had ceased immediately, putting the purple alicorn at ease. The pair finally grew more eager, their muzzles finally opened as one another passed, tongues already finally slipping out for the ecstatic exploration. In little time whatsoever, they’d surrendered themselves to their concupiscence, neither of them relenting for at least over a minute or two tongue–tied. During their conjoined passions growing, she transferred her lips from the target up to his horn, exhaling carbonated dioxide from both of her nostrils. Only then when Twilight’s tongue started licking Comet’s horn some sparkling grew from there, bearing the light reminiscent of his eyes and follicles. Once immediately, the purple alicorn’s smile grew as the yellow unicorn had quickly planted his tongue in between her cleavage to deliver pleasure. Silently whinnying about, she was delighted by the sheer fact that he started leaving behind some salivation letting out loud soft moans in the process.

Twilight broke away from Comet’s horn, leaving behind a thin trail of it in the process before mewing about, “I guess it’s time for you to have some of my milk now, especially since you’re going to be needing your strength back for what I’m going to do to you later on, aren’t you, Come…?”

“Please, master… I would love some of your delicious milk; it would be an honor…” the yellow unicorn moaned after the light in his horn had faded back into obscurity, “I beg of you, let me, a worthless unicorn, drink it…”

“With pleasure, Come…” the purple alicorn had sighed, no longer feeling ashamed of the past itself.

At long last did he start latching onto her petite bosoms, his tongue swirling on and about as it’d fondled the other one slowly, drinking in the flavorful liquid from her nubbins before licking in between them again. Twilight’s moaning started to intensify when she felt Comet’s teeth started chewing over the bust, causing the former’s hands to rest on the latter’s back as milk spurted from themselves and gone inside his mouth. The otherwise dirty deed had continued on for a mere few minutes until the purple alicorn lowered herself back down to the yellow unicorn’s lips and kissed him once again, tasting her own solution as well.

Breaking away from the kiss, he’d said to her simply with some smiling donned over his face, “thanks, master…!”

“You’re welcome, Come…!” chuffed Twilight, standing back up once more with feelings of satisfaction as her wet whispering eye was now aligned with Comet’s muzzle, his tongue slipping out the mouth and slowly slid into it where she’d giggled again, “so… ooh… Come… how do you like it… ahhh… now…?”

“Mmmph!” the yellow unicorn roared as he’d started licking the contents of the purple alicorn’s supersaturated sheath, feeling her clutched hand now resting on his blue mane as she’d felt his tongue tickling about in the process.

With her fork was so tight, he'd ran his tongue around her gaskins as they too were starting to spread a bit further wide, barely helping himself but drooled every time he went sliding in and out repetitively. In no time, Twilight gave out more small moans which then turned into loud yelps of happiness the moment Comet’s tongue had licked even deeper in her whispering eye with his sheer cold at an all–time high. Eventually, the purple alicorn burst with exuberant merriment as her secretions soon splashed onto the yellow unicorn, staining his face as well as the sapphire mane he wore even as he’d kept on going at it.

Afterwards, she’d laid down neath himself and crawled towards his prepuce, both ponies now mutually inverted towards one another as their own mouths were aligned with the very waists. Contentedly, Twilight started mollycoddling the Comet’s shaft impishly, using her own fingers to tickle its tip; in response, he’d got aroused and stuck out his tongue up at her supine sheath. The purple alicorn lunged her waist towards the yellow unicorn’s muzzle, bouncing around lightly for several times and moaning in delight, forwarding her hot and heavy lips onto his yard. Each time he’d felt her underneath stimulating, pumping, and licking his unyielding prepuce, hindsight kicked in, chiding him for choosing to wear the chains onto his limbs despite a chance. Since their tongues were already intertwined with themselves, their instantaneous aria of libidinousness was being stifled by their very own mouths bringing pleasure to one another.

After giving out a long good suck, Twilight quickly took her mouth off of Comet’s prepuce and mewed, “oh, go and pound my flankhole already, Come…!”

It wasn’t long until the yellow unicorn’s freshly exposed shaft now had been guided inside of the purple alicorn’s fundament, causing the former to gasp for some oxygen as he sniffed her mane. At first, the movement started slowly before gaining some momentum steadily as she’d thrusted up and down from his yard firmly without so much a care in the whole wide world whatsoever. Under no tiny amount of time whatsoever did Twilight had started feeling her very own fork gathering more solutions, their piths and substances slick like before as Comet bulked up a bit. Burning about with such hot moisture accumulating about, the purple alicorn grew more viscous with determination toward the yellow unicorn whom refused to give up despite his very restraints. Alongside with the burning sensation worn upon their faces, she was now moaning the loudest of the twosome in the very darkness since her tight croup was occupied by the likes of him alone. Much of the momentum was now increasing on and about almost immediately as Twilight had still bounced up against Comet’s prepuce with growing determination and expectation overall. Almost in a matter of moments, the yellow unicorn got close enough to unleash a discharge into the purple alicorn, her haunches reacting to the repeated incursion she was subjecting him to. Sure enough, time was of the essence since she was losing control of her own body greatly despite her efforts to maintain control, sweating about as he’d lolled his moist tongue outwardly.

“UNF…!” Comet cried, closing his blushing eyes for a few seconds before reopening them to find Twilight still underneath himself; nevertheless, he’d panted, “Twilight, I’m about to cum…!”

“FUCK YEAH…!” the purple alicorn spat out huskily, her salivation escaping and mixing with her perspiration and sure enough, the yellow unicorn then bucked his hips into her fast and loose.

Only then did she finally relent immediately afterwards, already panting and huffing about while breaking away from him easily with a gentle collapse as a small string of a thick white liquid was being emptied into a plastic layer already wrapped around his prepuce, gathering about in a small batch.

As Twilight laid there exhausted yet satisfied, Comet looked on with relief and concern as the light from her horn finally faded away; although he was now back to seeing the jet black void again, he was happy for he’d found the strength to speak to her, “that was so refreshing, I wish we could do it again…”

“I know, but I’m so drained and so are you; it’s only a matter of time until you can restock again…” the purple alicorn panted, writhing about as she lit up again, facing the yellow unicorn once more with a smile, “thankfully, I was able to craft a potion to help you regain your stamina; I was inspire from the time of the you–know–what…”

“What does it taste like…?” he’d asked her.

Twilight chuckled after kissing Comet, “it’s reunion vanilla from across the pond; I bought a vial of its key ingredient, vanilla michel extract, after it’d gotten into the shores of Baltimare a fortnight ago…”

“Can I please try it, though…?” the yellow unicorn asked the purple alicorn wholeheartedly, “it would be an honor…”

“Not yet: I still have to tweak it before its perfected complete; besides, my sister–in–law will be coming to visit shortly in a few weeks time…” she’d replied, earning a glum look from him immediately.

Comet had sighed, “I understand, my love…”

“But don’t worry, I’ll be able to make the next flask extra special for you after she returns home…” Twilight had sighed about happily, “just you wait, Comet; it’ll be the best potion you’ve ever dranked, I guarantee it…”

The two equines kissed once more, this time in the dark as the purple alicorn shut off the light from her horn; this didn’t faze the yellow unicorn as the sensation of lips and tongues touching each other and themselves in the whole ordeal. Although he was still bound by the chains above him suspending over her, the overwhelming love that was and still being shared between them had made whatever pain and suffering felt by the former bearable for the latter’s sake alone. Ultimately, Twilight latched her arms behind Comet’s back and embraced him, even though he could do nothing to return the gesture; this was something of little concern to any of them, not even the latter whom had enjoyed the former.