Investigative Journalism

by WeirdDreamer

Rating: mature
Tags: Twilight Sparkle, Original Character, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Romance, Sex, Scootaloo, Slice of Life
Length: 2172

Gabby Gum Scootaloo follows Twilight to Canterlot.

Gabby Gum Scootaloo follows Twilight to Canterlot to find out who she's meeting. The need for Mature tag ensues.

Published 2012-08-11 20:14:01 UTC
Last updated 2012-08-11 20:14:01 UTC

Investigative Journalism

Investigative Journalism

Scootaloo dashed from shadow to shadow, careful to keep her quarry from seeing her. She had shadowed Twilight all the way from Ponyville to Canterlot. The journalist was determined to learn who the librarian was meeting.

Twilight disappeared to Canterlot for a day every few weeks or so, only to return relaxed, or as relaxed as the neurotic mare ever got. All had assumed that she was seeing Princess Celestia, but when Spike coughed out a scroll addressed to Twilight during one of her absences that theory went out of the window. Sweetie Belle had speculated that Twilight was seeing a secret lover, but Rainbow Dash had laughed out loud at that idea, and that was enough to convince Scootaloo. Still, that meant that Twilight had a secret, which she, as an aspiring journalist, had to uncover to earn her cutie mark.

They arrived at a residential part of the city, and Scootaloo withdrew into an alley as the mare looked around her. The filly heard a knock on a door, which opened, and she put out her head just in time to see Twilight disappear into a building. The door closed behind her and locked with an audible click. Very suspicious. Luckily the neighboring building had a ladder on its wall, which Scootaloo used to gain access to its roof. Her tiny pegasus wings flared, and while she was still flightless they gave her enough of a boost to clear the gap. There was a balcony above the door Twilight had entered, which Scootaloo softly landed on. The curtains were drawn but the balcony door was open a fraction, which allowed her to hear heavy breathing and moans from the inside. Curious and strangely excited by the sounds, the filly carefully unhooked the door from its stopper, slipped in and refastened it back to its position. She then knelt and peered into the room from under the curtains. Rainbow Dash had been wrong.

Twilight was laying on her back in a large bed. Her rear legs were spread wide, almost as wide as the wings of the light brown pegasus who's head her forelegs were pushing between her haunches. While the view was blocked, it was obvious what the strange mare was doing, and quite well judging by Twilight's reactions. The pegasus's dirty blond mane was framed by a bow, similar to Apple Bloom's but dark red, on her rear legs were two golden circlets, and on her flank sat her cutie mark: a heart with a shower of coins overlaying it.

As Scootaloo watched mesmerized, Twilight's back arched and she left out a strangled moan. For a few seconds she was rigid as sparks flew from her unseen horn, then she fell back to the bed, panting. The pegasus lifted her head and smiled widely, her ruby-red eyes focused on Twilight. She slid upwards her lovers body, her mouth dripping with Twilight's juices, and planted a kiss on the purple pony's lips. While Twilight tasted herself the pegasus cocooned her with her wings, the tips of which stroked her flanks. One of her rear legs rubbed between Twilight's, and as the librarian moaned into her mouth the pegasus's front hooves found her horn.

Scootaloo's hooves were busy too. The filly watched as Twilight grinded her crotch to that of the pegasus while her front hooves hooked around her wings and pulled her close. The stranger closed her eyes and panted, while Scootaloo's were large as saucers, trying to take everything in as she rubbed herself. The thought of taking pictures now that the mares were too busy to notice was briefly considered but would have required her front hooves to move from their current urgent task. And besides, this was too personal to reveal, even for a cutie mark.

As the filly was approaching her peak, the two adult mares spasmed, then relaxed on the bed, gently caressing each other. It was sweet, but forced Scootaloo to stop or be found out. The frustrated voyeur could do nothing but lay still and try to ignore the tingling in her haunches. It felt like forever until Twilight got up and headed out of the room, but the pegasus staid on the bed as the sounds of a running shower came from somewhere in the house. After a while they ceased, and Twilight reappeared. The pegasus rose and the two lovers nuzzled for a bit and exchanged a few words the filly couldn't quite hear, then headed out of the room. By that time Scootaloo had regained enough sense to resist the temptation to finish herself. She listened as the front door of the building was opened once again, and Twilight and the pegasus said their good-byes. Then, as footstep headed away, Scootaloo quickly opened the balcony door once more and slipped outside, and again re-secured it. As she turned around to make her getaway, she came face to face with the pegasus.

A hoof pushed past her and unclasped the door. The surprised filly backed instinctively from the advancing mare, and by the time the shock wore off, the door was closed. The mare stood before the filly, an unreadable expression on her face.

"I- I can explain." stammered Scootaloo.

"Please do." came the calm reply.

"Well, you see, I write for my school newspaper, so I followed Twilight and - I'm digging my grave deeper, am I not?"

"Yes." The pegasus turned her head towards the camera Scootaloo was still holding. The picture counter showed zero. "But I see you didn't go through with it."

"Well, I didn't expect that she would - would..." Scootaloo's memory supplied her with a very vivid image of what Twilight had done with the very mare standing in front of her. A very fit and attractive mare who still smelled of sex. Scootaloo felt the fire in her loins rekindling as her eyes took in details she hadn't noticed before, like the freckles on her cheek and the slight yellowish tint of her coat near her nose. She fidgeted nervously, fighting the urge to rub her haunches together and losing badly. The mare smiled.

"Did you like what you saw?" she asked teasingly. Scootaloo blushed furiously and looked away, but a gentle hoof touched her head and made her look at the the brown pegasus in the eyes. They were tender and slightly distant, like she was seeing a memory. The filly felt herself relax, and emboldened, decided to satisfy her curiosity. She couldn't write a Gabby Gums gossip column about this, but maybe she could still earn a cutie mark for investigation or something.

"So, you're Twilight's marefriend?" Scootaloo asked.

"Not... exactly." the mare answered. "She's my client."

"But you two just, you know." the filly waved her hoof.

"Well," the older pegasus began, "it's - you know, I don't think I caught your name?"

"I'm Scootaloo!" the filly exclaimed.

"And I'm Bit Slit. Now, did you notice my cutie mark?" She turned it towards Scootaloo. The toned flank did nothing to quench the fire inside the younger mare, who merely nodded.

"Well, it denotes my special talent, of course. You see, sometimes ponies are too busy with their work to find a very special somepony for themselves." The filly nodded, she remembered the Crusader's attempt to remedy that situation for their teacher. "But, they still have needs. So, my special talent is to help them fulfill those needs. Do you understand?"

"All too well." Scootaloo managed to croak out. Her own needs had long since reached the point where she would have paid a lot to have them satisfied, and were beginning to drip down her leg. At the state she was in, the thought of the beautiful mare in front of her being with pony after pony after pony was driving her crazy. She fidgeted, lifted her front hoof and put it back down again. Her haunches rubbed against one another as Scootaloo burned with lust.

Bit looked at her for a moment, then leaned forward and very gently asked asked: "Scootaloo, do you want my help?" She smiled and added: "It's a free sample for a new customer!"

The filly froze in disbelief for a second. Then she leaned forward with agonizing slowness, every muscle tense near to the breaking point but driven by the fire in her loins, and touched her lips to those of the older pegasus. The whole situation felt unreal to her. Bit's hooves cradled her, then they were airborne and set down on the bed, Scootaloo on her back with Bit on top of her. The mare quickly slid down the filly's stomach and left a trail of kisses, until Scootaloo felt her tongue on her slit. Her chest heaved but no sound came as the mare alternated between licking and sucking. Then, just as Scootaloo felt an explosion beginning inside her, Bit surged back up, her body sliding against Scootaloo's heat, her front hooves pushing against the filly's wings, and her lips locking against hers and muffling her scream.

It took a long time for Scootaloo to come back to her senses, and when she did, she found herself laying on her stomach on top of Bit, wrapped in and gently teased by her wings. Scootaloo felt a wingtip rub against her plot, then moaned as a feather bent and brushed against her haunches. Bit smiled at the young pegasus.

"Feeling better, are we?" The filly nodded. "Then why don't you experiment a bit? Learn your way around?" She spread her hooves and wings and left her gorgeous body open for Scootaloo to explore.

The fire in her loins down to a comfortable warmth now, the filly's curiosity took over. She rubbed her cheek against Bit's silky chest, then slid down to her stomach, eliciting a giggle in response. Scootaloo's face turned into a devious grin as she licked and rubbed her hoofs against the newly found weakness. The mare's hindquarters were pushed against the filly's stomach, and she felt the growing moist heat radiating from there. It called to Scootaloo, who abandoned her assault to behold Bit's slit.

For a while the filly just looked and marveled at the pink treasure. Then, drawn by the intoxicating smell, she gave it a tentative lick. The mare moaned in response, and her forelegs came to rest lightly on Scootaloo's head, rubbing the filly's mane gently. Scootaloo lifted her eyes, and encouraged by the mare's smile, dug in. Bit's eyes shot shut and her head was thrown back as she bit her lip to keep the noise in. What the filly lacked in skill she certainly made up with enthusiasm. The mare's rear legs wrapped around Scootaloo's back, who took that as a sign that she should continue doing what she had. Bit bent her back forward and threw her wings around those of the filly, while her forehooves shot around Scootaloo's tail and rubbed between her haunches. It would have been an impossible position with a fully grown mare, but the filly was short enough and the mare agile enough for it to work, and the two locked into a ring of pleasure.

A few short moments later Bit felt herself begin to peak. She ceased her ministrations of the filly and let herself fall back on the bed, enjoying the feeling. It was a comfortable rather than passionate release, but not bad at all for a young filly's first try. Said filly hadn't had time to cum again herself, and was reaching between her legs, so Bit lifted her to lay on her back on the mare's stomach, wrapped her hooves around her, and used her wings to lazily tease her. Scootaloo panted, twisted, and bit on her hoof as she was brought to finish again.

The two laid on the bed for a while, catching their breath, until Bit wordlessly rose and carried Scootaloo to a bathroom. She washed the filly, who was far too preoccupied to protest being treated like a baby - or worse, a spa customer. After drying her coat and letting her pick up her camera the mare walked the filly downstairs. Before she could open the street door, Scootaloo suddenly surged forward, pushed a quick kiss on her lips, and whispered: "Thanks". The mare nodded, opened the door and the filly was gone.

On the train ride back to Ponyville Scootaloo couldn't stop smiling the whole way. Ponies waved as they passed the sweet innocent filly, who waved enthusiastically back. She couldn't wait to explain this new awesome cutie mark idea to the other Crusaders. All they needed was a target - Rainbow Dash! No, best get some practice first. Maybe with each other? Yes, that was an awesome plan. And there were many adult ponies who lacked a very special somepony in Ponyville. Scootaloo's smile spread even more, and the nearby ponies withdrew ever so slightly from the almost predatory grin.

Ponyville didn't suspect the Crusade that was about to hit them.