…but, she says the fireflies Fluttershy gave her helped make up for the planetarium being closed. Honestly, she’s making a lot of progress. I’m proud of her.

Twilight’s eyes traced across the page, a twinge something passing along the edge of her consciousness that she was all too familiar with. A mix of jealousy and annoyance. Why was Sunset still going on about her counterpart’s date. Huffing, she brought the quill over.

“It sounds like it.” Twilight wrote, doing her best to steer the conversation back in the right direction. “Now, how about you? Didn’t you have a new… game you were interested in getting? How’d that go?”

As the journal glowed yellow and transmitted her message, she hoped Sunset would take the hint and let the subject of Sparkle drop.

Yea, well, I didn’t get a copy. But, Pinkie managed to snag one, so I at least got to play it. Honestly, I’ll probably just buy a digital version instead. Kinda getting sick of dealing with these midnight release crowds.

“From what you’ve told me about them, I don’t blame you.” Twilight replied, happy the conversation was turning away from irritating subjects. She wasn’t sure what Sunset meant by digital version, but it didn’t matter. “They sound almost as bad as the debut of a new Daring Do book. I still think it’s weird that the game has Tirek of all creatures in it.”

I won’t lie, it’s a little strange. Just another inexplicable parallel between the worlds. Makes you wonder just how many more links there are between the two. With how many times Starswirl used this place as a dumping ground for things he didn’t want to deal with, I wouldn’t be surprised if there were far more connections than just Canterlot High. I think our geodes are proof enough of that.

Twilight’s mind went in two different directions. On the one, her inner scholar squealed at the thought of all the potential magical research she could conduct on the convergences between Equestria and the other world. On the other, she knew that Sunset was right. For all of his amazing accomplishments, Starswirl really seemed to have a bad habit of banishing things that he couldn’t deal with. If she for some strange and improbable reason ever met the old mage, she’d probably have words with him about it. But for now…

“Indeed. Speaking of your geodes, have you learned anything new about these… Mahou Shoujou forms? The base abilities you got are fascinating on their own, but your empowered states are something else entirely. Have you even been able to define exactly what they’re capable of?”

We haven’t really learned all that much. The biggest problem is that we can’t really call on them at will. I think they’re this world’s version of the Elements: they have a mind of their own, and only come when they’re needed. I can’t speak for the others, but for me, it was exhilarating, like I had all my magic back again, not just the tiny trickle I get from my pendant.

“You know, it's interesting that you say that. But, I wonder if they may be like an immune response than an actual manifestation of the elements per se.”

You’re going to have to explain that one a little Twilight.

Twilight considered her response for a moment, tapping the rachis of her quill to her chin.

“Well, think about it like Fractal Spire’s Third Thaumatic Precept: for every manifestation of magic, an equal and opposite force must exist somewhere in the world to create equilibrium. That world doesn’t have much in the way of magic, so if there’s a sudden influx it.”

Ah, I see what you’re getting at. Because there’s all this magic coming into the world, and there was nothing to balance it, the planet manifested a sort of magical antibody to counter the disruption. But they only form when needed because an immune response is reactionary.

Twilight smiled. Even with her incomplete training, of course Sunset would catch on.

“Exactly!” Princess Twilight replied. “I’d love to analyze your pendant if I get the chance.”

I’m sure we can work something out. Sadly, I’m going to have to call it a night. Tomorrow’s a school day.

“I understand.” Twilight wrote with some disappointment. “Same time tomorrow?”

Yea. Goodnight Twilight.

“Sleep well Sunset.”

Closing the journal, Twilight huffed through her nose as she flopped her chin down onto her pillow, her wings fluttering in irritation.

“Sunset… why do you do this to me…” Twilight whispered to herself as she eyed the journal again.

She knew that her fire-maned friend was just telling her about what was going on in her life. So why did she get so upset when Sunset brought up Sparkle?

Oh yea, it was because she was painfully jealous.

It just wasn’t fair.

She wanted to spend more time with Sunset.

She wanted to be the one that Sunset would talk about.

She wanted Sunset all to herself.

But with Sparkle there, Sunset didn’t write nearly as often as she used to.

On an intellectual level, Twilight understood that with everything Sunset was dealing with, she probably just didn’t have enough time. Celestia knows how busy she herself was with everything going on.

But it still annoyed her.

After all, somehow it felt like Sunset was cheating on her with her counterpart.

It was silly. Sunset didn’t like her like that. It was obvious that she didn’t swing that way since she’d been dating the other world’s version of Flash Sentry. Sure, she’d admitted that she’d done it for status, but she could have chosen a girl or a guy, and she’d gone with the latter. There was a chance that Sunset swung both ways, but even with all of her interactions with Twilight, both in person or through the journal, she never let on that she was interested in mares.

Sighing, Twilight thought back to the moment she’d developed this one-sided crush on Sunset; the night that they'd run into each-other in Pinkie Pie's kitchen. The connection they had at that moment, they just clicked so well. Yet, it was the day that she had stepped up and saved her and the Rainbooms from the Sirens that had cemented things for her. She’d showed such courage and determination, and a willingness to put herself in harm's way for ponies… people that had made it clear they still hated and distrusted her, which, as Twilight guiltily had to admit, had included herself. It was such a selfless and brave act, that it made Twilight realize just how far the fallen unicorn had come. How much she’d grown as a pony… no, as a person. And, frankly, how beautiful she was.

And as the weeks of correspondence went by, she came to appreciate Sunset even more. Sure, there were gaps in her knowledge, given she’d never finished her studies. But the mare’s mind was sharper than any non-alicorn Twilight had ever met. It was so refreshing to be able to actually talk to somepony about magical theory on the same level as she could with her. Even Starlight didn’t compare. She had the raw talent and power, but not the arcane curiosity and grasp of fundamental magic theory as Sunset.

And for a time, she could live with the situation as it was.

Then Sparkle showed up, and she felt like her chances with Sunset plummeted like a rock in a lake. Unlike herself, Sparkle could be with Sunset in a real way. She'd been dreading the day when Sunset wrote her saying that she'd gotten together with her human counterpart. She was almost relieved when Sunset wrote that Sparkle had started dating a boy. That relief was then poisoned with dread, because even if Sunset might like both mares and stallions, she could conclude that if Sparkle wasn't into girls, then Twilight wouldn't be either.

It was so irritating. The two of them just meshed so well. And there she was, a pony that she had real, actual chemistry with, and yet she was out of reach, like a perfect Elberta peach hanging from a branch behind a window. She could admire it all she wanted, but she’d never taste it.

Growling in frustration, Twilight realized that she was getting heated up again thinking about her friend. Her sharp mind, her courage, her hair that framed her beautiful face like a halo of flame. She could feel her crotch starting to heat up, pictures of Sunset and her doing all sorts of sweet and sexy things racing through her mind.

“Ugh! Fine!” Twilight whined as she cast a privacy spell on her room, sealing the chamber to prevent any sound from escaping. Now assured her solitude, she reached out with her telekinesis and grabbed a small, wooden box from below her bed. The box itself was made of smooth, white ash, and bore ornate carvings of hearts and lilies on its surface. Twilight regarded it for only a moment before opening the lid and snatching its contents in her magic: a small, cloudy, ocean blue crystal sphere no bigger than a walnut.

Twilight remembered when she got this particular item. It had been the spring of her first heat, just before her 12th year. She’d nearly panicked when she started having the most outrageously lewd thoughts about the other colts and fillies in her classes, and could barely contain her desire to wrestle the nearest one to the ground and ravish them till she passed out.

It was Cadance that came to her rescue, explaining to the young mare what was happening to her, and giving her a way to deal with her almost out of control cravings. Cadance had called it an orgasm orb. Whenever Twilight needed to “get off”, as Cadance put it, she could put the orb inside herself, and it would transform her erotic energy into physical sensations with a vivid fantasy to accompany it. Twilight knew from experience that it wasn’t as good as the real thing, but it was enough to keep her from tackling some random stallion or mare to the ground when it was her time of year.

But lately?

Lately she found herself relying on it a lot more often. And with few exceptions, it was because of a certain fire-maned mare.

Spreading her hind legs slightly, Twilight lifted her tail and pressed the orb into herself, whimpering as the cold crystal penetrated deeper into her. Once she was sure it was deep enough, she released her telekinesis and sent a spark of magic into the orb, triggering its enchantment. All at once, the crystal flared to life, and Twilight’s mind was spirited away.

*****

The slow, staccato click of her boots echoed through the halls of the Castle of Friendship as Princess Twilight made her way towards Archmage Sunset Shimmer’s chambers. Chancing a glance into one of the reflective crystal surfaces of the hall, the princess smiled at what she saw. Tall, dominant and confident, she wore a snug corset that pushed her breasts up seductively, with her arms and legs sheathed in full length, black, silk gloves and thigh-high boots, all of which were adorned with small purple and pink copies of her cutie mark. The whole ensemble was rounded out by a long, purple, feather lined cape that fell down her back and trailed on the ground behind her, while her crown was set on her head, the amethyst Element star sparkling in the light. Her hair, normally straight and free, had been tied into a long Prench braid.

Regarding herself for a moment, she pondered why the Orb would always put her in her human form when she thought about Sunset. She suspected that it was due to her mental picture of the fire-mane being human, but she dismissed the thought as unimportant. She liked either body, and, frankly, she thought that Sunset was sexy whether she was on two legs or four. The exoticism of the whole thing got her extra heated up.

Nodding to her reflection with approval, she continued on her way, a predatory smile beginning to stretch across her face as she neared her destination. She’d asked Sunset to meet her in her chamber after they’d finished dinner, saying that she was in the mood for a little peach flavored dessert.

The archmage, for her part, had smiled knowingly to her princess, saying that she was sure she could oblige her late night cravings. Of course, Twilight wasn’t just going to Sunset for a midnight snack.

No. She was going to make absolutely sure that her Sunny-delight wasn’t being sampled by a certain other person.

Finally reaching her destination, Twilight lifted her hand to the topaz and ruby colored door, before gently rapping her knuckles against its surface. She could hear the sound echoing through the chamber on the other side.

“Yes?” She heard from the other side of the door.

“Sunset, it’s me.” Twilight replied in a sing-song voice. “Please open the door.”

“Of course princess. Come in.” She heard as ruby light wrapped the portal and pulled the door open. Stepping inside, Twilight heard the door swing shut behind her and lock. Sunset was nothing if not thorough when it came to keeping Twilight safe, even in her own castle. Archmage she might be, but it still paid to be extra secure when her princess came to visit.

Looking around the room, Twilight couldn’t find a trace of Sunset. Walking through the fourier, Twilight peeked into the first room she came on, which was Sunset’s lab. Unlike her own chamber, which was filled with towering bookshelves, Sunset’s lab was devoid of books, instead being set up for more experimental magical examination. Benches filled the space, each one neatly organized and covered with artifacts and equipment, some in the process of being enchanted or examined. Others were covered with various herbs and gems that Sunset would need for her alchemical and thaumic experiments.

“Sunset, where are you?” Twilight called.

“Bedroom!” Sunset replied from deeper in the chamber.

Chuckling to herself, Twilight made her way deeper into the chamber. Of course Sunset wasn’t in her lab. Not when she was expecting Twilight this late at night.

Reaching the door to the archmage’s room, Twilight gave herself one final inspection, adjusting her corset to hike up her breasts slightly. Grasping the doorknob, she pushed the door open and stepped into Sunset’s room.

Unlike the organized chaos that was her main lab, Sunset’s room was large yet sparsely decorated. One wall was dominated by a large bookshelf, while the other had doors leading to her walk-in closet and washroom. The far wall was dominated by large windows that lead to Sunset’s west-facing balcony. And right next to the largest window was Sunset’s large, four poster bed, made up with white and orange satin sheets and pillows.

And on the bed, posing seductively, was Sunset.

Twilight took a moment to admire the stunning creature reclining on the mattress. Wavy hair cascading around her face like a halo of flame, the archmage was not wearing her usual robes, but instead was “dressed” in a thin, nearly translucent gown of red-dyed dream-widow silk that hung over her nubile and well toned body like a shroud of crimson mist.

Spotting Twilight, Sunset smiled warmly and twisted herself slightly to face the princess before closing her eyes and bowing her head.

“Princess, so good to see you. To what do I owe the pleasure of this visit?” Sunset said coyly, clearly not even trying to keep the smirk off her face.

Smiling herself, Twilight strode up to Sunset.

“Really now Sunset? You don’t need to play that game when its just the two of us. We’re alone, so you can drop the formality.” Twilight said as she sat on the edge of the bed.

“Oh come on Twi, let me have my fun.” Sunset pouted as she scooted over to the princess, before reaching out and taking Twilight’s gloved hand in her own. “But you’re right, my shining star, we don’t get enough time to ourselves these days.”

Bringing her free hand up to Sunset’s cheek, Twilight cupped the redhead’s face and rubbed her thumb along her cheekbone. In response, Sunset closed her eyes and sighed before leaning into the princess’s hand. “I suppose it can’t be helped, can it, my precious sunstone? You’ve been so busy with your research at the academy, and I’ve been caught up dealing with kingdom politics.”

Withdrawing her hand, Twilight’s expression became dark as her smile morphed into a tight frown.

“Then again,” She said in a flat, low tone, “you have someone else keeping you company, now haven’t you?”

“What are you talking about Twilight?” Sunset said as she tried to figure out what had caused such a sharp change in Twilight’s mood.

“I’ve been hearing rumors lately Sunset. Disturbing rumors.” Twilight continued as she continued to stare at an increasingly flustered Sunset.

“What sort of rumors?” Sunset replied, her face now twisted with concern.

“That you and my twin sister are fooling around behind my back.” Twilight hissed as her eyes became flinty and hard. “That you’ve been having plenty of ‘late night research sessions’ with her at the academy.

“…that you two are involved.”

The look of sheer horror on Sunset’s face as she recoiled as though struck didn’t lessen Twilight’s resolve.

“Twilight, how could you believe that? How could you even say that?” Sunset gasped, hurt etched on her face. “…I thought you knew me better than that. That after all this time, you trusted me…”

Standing and crossing her arms across her chest, Twilight glared down at Sunset. Inside, her heart was breaking at the hurt on her beloved’s face, but she couldn’t waver now. No, she had to be absolutely sure that her precious sunstone was her’s and her’s alone.

“I want to trust you Sunset, but with everything I’ve been hearing, I had to make sure.” Twilight said. “So, I’ll ask you now: have you been cheating on me with my sister?”

Sunset’s eyes became harder, though still filled with pain before she hissed in reply. “No, Twilight, I haven’t. And I never would. I respect your sister’s abilities, but I’m yours. I would never betray you like that. Not after everything you’ve done for me.”

“Sunset, I want to believe you. I really do. But…” Twilight said.

"Then let me prove it." Sunset interrupted.

“What?”

“You heard me. Let me prove it.”

"And how are you going to do that Sunset?"

Twilight watched as Sunset leaned back, propping herself up with her left arm before taking the bottom of her gown in her right hand and lifting it up and over her knees and letting the fabric fall to her stomach. Still not meeting Twilight’s eyes, she spread her legs apart, a slight blush coloring her face, and giving Twilight a clear view of both her neat and clean flower, and the patch of gold and orange hair above it. No matter how many times she saw Sunset’s special blossom, Twilight felt like she’d never stop marveling at just how pretty it was. How the golden topaz of her skin slowly transitioned to ruby red on her inner petals, or how the bud topping it was slightly bigger than the average mare’s.

"Please, come over and inspect me, and see for yourself." Sunset said with a pout as she blushed heavily.

Nodding slowly, Twilight reached up and undid the chain holding her cape in place, allowing the garment to fall to the floor. Stepping forward, she crawled onto Sunset’s bed. As she approached the other girl, she caught a slight whiff of peach blossoms coming from Sunset’s direction. Smirking to herself, Twilight reached out and ran a finger up the length of Sunset’s womanhood, causing the redhead to gasp sharply at the sudden, aggressive contact.

“Twilight, what’s the meaning of…” Sunset began, but was cut off by another gasp as Twilight aggressively swirled her finger between her petals.

“You asked me to inspect you, right?” Twilight said with a smirk.

“I just meant look… how does feeling me …ohhhh!” Sunset began to protest, before Twilight rubbed the pad of her thumb against Sunset’s clit. In response, Sunset arched her back and threw her head backwards, inhaling through her teeth as she tried to avoid screaming.

“I’d like to think that I know all your special, happy spots by now, my precious sunstone. So, how about we make sure they all still work, and see how honest you are when you mind’s elsewhere, shall we?” Twilight chuckled as she rubbed her fingers across Sunset’s clit, causing another vigorous outburst from Sunset, followed by a muttered 'yes princess'. The floral scent coming from the fire-maned girl became even stronger as Twilight could feel her glove getting damp from Sunset’s nectar. Twilight’s own panties began to feel moist as she continued to tease Sunset.

“Hmmm. Well, your petals don’t feel any different than usual.” Twilight said as she leaned in to get a closer look. “But… I’d better do a thorough inspection.”

Bringing her left hand up, Twilight placed it on the patch of hair above Sunset’s flower, her thumb and index finger gently squeezing the skin below the fiery tuft to raise up Sunset’s precious bud. The archmage’s breathing became heavier as Twilight began to gently rub the sensitive nub.

“And your bud doesn’t seem different. But, oh dear, it looks like you’re getting turned on, my precious sunstone. Hmm. What could be the cause?” Twilight hummed as she continued to tease Sunset.

“Twilight…” Sunset plead as Twilight continued to stroke her, which seemed to goad the princess on, increasing the intensity of her caresses. Soon, Sunset’s arms gave out and she fell to her back, panting from Twilight’s touch.

“Looks like somebody’s enjoying herself.” Twilight teased as she slid next to the limp archmage. “Are you enjoying yourself Sunset?”

“Yes, princess.” Was all that Sunset could say as her chest puffed up and down faster and faster.

“And why is that?”

“Bec…because you’re teasing my flower.” Sunset panted.

Smirking, Twilight began to run her index finger around the edge of Sunset’s entrance, getting a vigorous thrust of Sunset’s hips and a sharp cry of pleasure in return.

“Hmm, is that so? So you’re feeling good because I’m touching you? So, if anyone other than me touched you, would it feel this good?” Twilight asked, making sure to keep her fingers in constant motion.

“N…no, it wouldn’t. I… it would only feel good if it's you Twilight.” Sunset gasped between her moans.

“Really?” Twilight said before placing her index and middle fingers against the entrance to Sunset’s special hole, slowly poking them into the orifice. “So, what about my sister? Does it feel good with her?”

“She’s never touched me there. Nobody but you has.” Sunset said.

“So, do you think it would feel good?” Twilight asked as she pushed her fingers into Sunset. In response, Sunset groaned, her breath becoming even shallower. “If dear Sparkle was the one doing this to you?”

“N…no, it wouldn’t” Sunset gasped.

“Why wouldn’t it feel good?” Twilight asked as she slowly began to thrust her fingers in and out of Sunset.

“Aaaaah.” Sunset moaned, her eyes closing as she arched her back again.

“Hey, hey, stick with me now Sunny. I asked you a question. Why wouldn’t it feel good if my dear twin sister was the one touching you?” Twilight said with a smirk as she continued to thrust her fingers into Sunset.

“Bec… because I wouldn’t want her to be doing it… because I don’t love her. I love you…” Sunset managed to say, despite her mind clearly becoming mushy by this point.

Smiling, Twilight stopped her thrusting and slowly withdrew her fingers from inside Sunset with a soft, wet pop. Feeling a sudden lack of stimulus, Sunset’s breathing began to return to normal as she propped herself up on her elbows, giving the princess a doleful, disappointed look.

“Twilight, why’d you stop?” Sunset whined.

A predatory smile flashed across Twilight’s face as she scooted even closer to Sunset.

“Well, I was thinking that it makes me happy that you love me so much. That you’re such a good girl. And good girls…” Twilight said before summoning her magic and pointing a finger at Sunset. In an instant, the gauzy garment Sunset was wearing vanished, leaving the topaz perfection that was Sunset's limber form on full display. Slinking forward, Twilight used her magic to pull Sunset against her body, resting the fire-mane’s back to her chest as she leaned against the headboard for support.

“…Good girls get special treats.” Twilight whispered into Sunset’s ears as she reached between her legs and slowly pushed her middle and ring fingers into the redhead.

Sunset’s moan of pleasure was sweet music to Twilight’s ears. Withdrawing her fingers slightly, Twilight resumed her steady rhythm of thrusts into Sunset, savoring the sound of her ecstasy.

“Twilight… yes, right there.” Sunset moaned as the walls of her flower beginning to clench down on Twilight’s fingers. Sunset was completely limp, her eyes half lidded and her head resting in the crook of Twilight’s neck as she cooed happily from Twilight’s ministrations.

Reaching up with her free hand, Twilight seized one of Sunset’s breasts, squeezing the soft mound before rolling the ruby-red nipple between her fingers. At this, Sunset’s eyes rolled back in her head, and her breathing became even shallower.

Turning her head towards Sunset’s neck, Twilight began to press kisses into the soft, silky topaz skin, before latching on with her lips and sucking hard. Sunset gasped as Twilight left her mark on her neck, the muscles of her flower clamping down with increased force on the princess's fingers.

“Are you close, my sunstone?” Twilight whispered to Sunset. “Are you ready to cum? Do you want to cum?”

“Y…yes…” Sunset managed to gasp.

“Well, in that case.” Twilight said with a smirk as she stopped her fingering.

“Twilight, why?” Sunset plead as she looked at Twilight.

“Well, I was just thinking, maybe you’d rather my sister be the one to do this instead of me…” Twilight said casually as she pinched Sunset’s nipple and pulled on it slightly.

“No, I don’t! I only want you to do this to me Twilight! Nobody else!” Sunset all but yelled, her voice husky and frantic. Twilight knew that Sunset’s frustration at being denied was reaching its limit.

“And why is that, Sunset?”

“Because I belong to you, and only you. Nobody else!”

“Really now? So, what exactly belongs to me?” Twilight asked as she flexed her fingers inside Sunset, eliciting a gasp from the other girl.

“Everything…” Sunset whimpered.

“Oh? So, do these belong to me?” Twilight asked as she squeezed one of Sunset’s breasts.

“Yes.”

“And this?” Twilight aggressively thrust her fingers into Sunset, grinding the tips against the deepest parts of her flower.

“Absolutely!” Sunset gasped.

“What about these?” Twilight asked as she kissed Sunset’s lips.

“It all belongs to you.” Sunset moaned. “All of me. My breasts, my flower, my lips and neck. My whole body. My mind. My soul. They’re yours Twilight. Yours and yours alone.”

“Well, I’m glad to hear that.” Twilight declared happily. “And since this beautiful sunstone is all mine…”

Twilight’s fingers began to thrust into Sunset again with renewed vigor, bringing Sunset back to the edge of climax.

“…I only think its fair that I treat her like she deserves.” Twilight whispered into Sunset’s ear.

“Y…yes, please do Twilight.” Sunset whimpered as her breath became even more ragged.

Twilight could feel Sunset’s body beginning to tense as she rapidly approached the precipice. Releasing her grasp on Sunset’s breast, she reached up and turned Sunset’s head towards her own, before tilting her face down and pressing a deep, passionate kiss on Sunset’s lips.

That was the final push Sunset needed. Moaning into Twilight’s mouth, Sunset’s whole body tensed as her orgasm erupted out of her, coating the princess’s gloved hand with her special peach juice. Twilight continued to finger her while keeping Sunset’s mouth occupied, slowing her pace down to give her sunstone as long a ride on the wave as possible.

Slowly, Sunset’s orgasmic spasms calmed down, and she went completely limp in Twilight’s arm. With deliberate gentleness, Twilight slowly withdrew her fingers from inside Sunset, the flood of love juices that soaked her gloves trailing threads as she cast a quick cleaning charm to tidy up the bed sheets. Whimpering as the fingers were withdrawn, Sunset pulled her lips away from Twilight’s, her eyes still closed as she panted to regain her breath.

Twilight took a moment to admire the warm afterglow of Sunset’s orgasm, some of her earlier worry having been burnt off by Sunset’s declarations. Lifting her still wet glove to her mouth, Twilight savored the peach flavored love juices soaking the silk as she waited for Sunset to recover.

Slowly, Sunset released a satisfied sigh. Cracking her eyes open, she looked at Twilight. The princess had expected to see joy or warmth in those beautiful teal pools. Instead, she saw something that made her heart break a little: sadness and hurt.

Twilight was at a loss for words, her mouth falling open a little as she took in Sunset’s expression. As Twilight tried to say something, Sunset slowly extracted herself from Twilight’s grasp and slowly scooted away from the princess, sitting on her knees a foot from her, her back turned and her shoulders and head slumped. Twilight’s heart broke a little more when she heard Sunset sniffle.

“Twilight, how could you possibly doubt me like that? Accusing me of… infidelity while you were making love to me.” Looking over her shoulder, Sunset’s eyes welled with tears. “I thought by now you actually trusted me. That you believe in me.”

At Sunset’s accusation, Twilight turned her head away and lowered her eyes, unable to bear seeing Sunset so pained.

“I’m sorry Sunset. I guess… I got a little carried away.” Twilight said numbly.

“Why? What in the world got into you? Why would you even think that I’d betray you.” Sunset said, her voice still full of pain, but now also carrying a hint of anger as she turned to face Twilight, her hands balled into fists and resting on her knees.

“I… I was jealous, okay?” Twilight admitted.

“What? That’s it? You were jealous?” Sunset hissed as she pinched her eyes shut and curled in on herself a bit. “Why in Celestia’s name were you jealous? Of what?”

“Of my sister!” Twilight finally managed to yell. “I'm jealous of my sister!”

“You’re jealous of Sparkle?” Sunset growled before turning her face away and sighing. “Why in the world would you be jealous of her? She’s with that mossheaded ranger.”

Twilight could only look down at her own hands as she replied, her voice morose. “It's just… ever since she transferred to the academy, you’ve been spending so much time with her. And whenever we talk, you always go on about how she’s doing. Tartarus, we don’t even get to see each other all that much anymore. So when I heard those rumors going around about the two of you, I got jealous. I couldn’t stand the thought of her taking you away from me.”

A painful silence stretched between the two women as the weight of that declaration sank in. Twilight found herself unable to look at Sunset, her fear that she may have ruined things up with her precious sunstone eating at her. She felt a small tremor through the bed as Sunset scooted closer.

*thunk*

Twilight yelped in surprise as she finally looked up at Sunset, noting a sizable and familiar journal in her hands. A journal that Sunset had just used to gently bonk her on the top of the head.

“Twilight… you’re an idiot. You absolute, complete, and totally adorable little idiot.” Sunset said softly as she lowered the book to the bed and let it go. Lifting her arms, she wrapped them around Twilight’s arms and chest and pulled her into a firm hug, the sweet smell of peach blossoms filling Twilight’s nose. “Yes, I love your sister, but just as a friend. Just like I love all of our friends. As friends. But that’s it. That’s all.”

Twilight found herself tearing up a little as Sunset held her and gently petted her hair. Sighing, Twilight snuggled a little bit deeper into the archmage’s embrace.

“I don’t know who the idiot is that started spreading those stupid rumors, but they’re not true. I’m not interested in Sparkle, and I never will be. She’s not you.” Sunset said as she stroked Twilight’s hair. When she next spoke, her voice was a soft whisper. “Do you remember what I was like when we first met? How angry and hateful I was?”

A timid “Mhm” was all Twilight could say in reply.

“Do you remember how you saved me? It was you, when I was consumed by darkness, that freed me. You could have easily left me to rot, but instead you gave me a hand and told me that there was another way. You gave me a chance. You saved me from my darkness.” Sunset continued, “Twilight, you are the light of my life, and you’re the one who makes my world shine so much brighter.”

Twilight felt a soft hand on her chin, which slowly turned her head until she was eye to eye with Sunset.

“Twilight… you are my world. You make me complete.” Sunset said as she pressed her forehead to Twilight’s, her teal eyes locked with Twilight’s, her voice still soft and low. “You don’t have anything to fear. I’m yours, and I would hope that you’re mine too. Please, don’t doubt that. Ever…”

“…I’m sorry Sunset.” Twilight whispered as she finally returned Sunset’s hug, pressing her forehead into Sunset’s.

“Its okay, my shining star.” Sunset said, before her voice shifted slightly, and taking on a harder edge, one that was filled with a dangerous amount of mischief. “But… I’m afraid you’re not off the hook just yet.”

Gulping slightly, Twilight shifted a little in Sunset’s embrace, realizing that the archmage had her arms pinned.

“Oh, really? And what’s it going to take to earn your forgiveness, mighty archmage?” Twilight replied, trying to match Sunset’s tone.

Sunset didn’t reply with words. Instead, she lunged forward and pressed her lips into Twilight’s hard enough that the two tumbled to the mattress, the archmage wedging the princess below her as she aggressively pressed herself into the amethyst-skinned woman. Twilight squeaked like a frightened mouse as Sunset all but crushed her into the mattress, one of her hands grabbing Twilight’s braid and using it to press the princess’s lips into her own. Meanwhile, her other hand wrapped around Twilight’s back and held her tightly against Sunset’s own body.

Separating their lips with a gasp, Sunset flicked her tongue out and licked Twilight’s lips and the tip of her nose. Her face hovered over Twilight’s for a moment, her hungry look making her look utterly predatory. Twilight knew that expression, and it both excited and terrified her. The phoenix was loose, and she was on the hunt.

“You’re going to sing for me.” Sunset said with a sultry growl as she continued to stare Twilight in the eyes, eliciting a small and excited ‘eep’ from the pinned princess.

Releasing her hold on Twilight and sitting up, Sunset lifted her hand and held it out to her side, palm up. Ruby light flared around the outstretched appendage, and an object materialized in it a fraction of a second later. Twilight’s eyes traced across it, excitement and trepidation fluttering through her stomach: it was as a set of panties with a pink gemstone set near the crotch.

“Sunset, is that a…” Twilight gasped.

“Yup.” Sunset said, her voice smug. “I finished it last week. It was going to be for our anniversary, but I think that maybe I should break it out early. After all, a certain purple princess needs to be taught a lesson tonight.”

With stunned excitement, Twilight watched as Sunset stood and deftly slipped the garment on. Lifting her hand and pointing her index and middle fingers at the princess, Twilight saw a surge of magic erupt from Sunset. Moments later, Twilight felt her bodice unlace and unwrap itself from her body, only to be pulled away by Sunset’s telekinesis. With a flick of her wrist, Sunset sent the garment to the other side of the room, before shifting her mystical grasp to lift the princess into the air, holding her by her ankles, hips, wrists and shoulders.

“Sunset, what are you doing?” Twilight gasped as Sunset magichandled her into the air.

“Getting you warmed up…” Sunset said as she sat on the edge of the bed. With a gently wave, Sunset levitated the princess over to her, then with another flick of her wrist, Twilight’s panties came off and slowly fluttered to the floor. Twilight’s heart was racing with nervous anticipation as she felt the telekinetic pressure on her legs pull them open, revealing her soaking wet womanhood to Sunset. Slowly, Sunset levitated the princess over to her until Twilight’s crotch was at eye level. Reaching up with both hands, Sunset cupped Twilight’s buttocks, then used her thumbs to spread Twilight’s petals. Twilight’s blush suddenly became even hotter as Sunset inhaled deeply through her nose, obviously savoring the sweet smell of the princess’s black sage scented excitement.

“Hello pretty little Salvia.” Sunset lilted as she admired Twilight’s special spot with a happy smile. “Are you ready to have some fun?”

Twilight didn’t have time to respond, instead letting out a startled gasp as Sunset pressed her lips into the princess's flower, softly licking and kissing the sensitive flesh. Twilight let out a happy sigh as Sunset continued to gently stimulate her. Soon, she could feel her body warming up, and her flower's petals relax as Sunset's ministrations left her feeling soft and tender.

“Mmmm…spicy. And now, my shining star…” Sunset said as she pulled her face back with a satisfied smirk. As she did, she focused a bit of her magic into the gem over her crotch, causing a fourteen centimeter long, four centimeter diameter shaft of polished pink crystal covered in small studs to manifest itself. Sunset maneuvered Twilight till her entrance was floating over the tip of the crystalline phallus. Twilight’s pulse spiked and her flower began to throb as she stared at Sunset and the crystalline shaft, her love juices dripping down onto it.

“…I want to hear you sing.” Sunset growled.

Twilight felt her body slowly being lowered as the warm crystal began to slide into her. A throaty groan escaped her mouth as Sunset slowly pressed her onto the shaft. It was a snug fit, and Sunset stopped about a third of the way in.

“Twilight, relax.” Sunset said as she gently nuzzled Twilight’s cheek then pressed a quick kiss on her lips. As the warmth of Sunset’s kiss spread through her body, Twilight could feel the tension slowly seeping away, allowing Sunset’s crystal to slip deeper into her. After a few seconds, she was resting on the archmage’s lap, the shaft fitting perfectly insider her and gently tapping the deepest part of her flower. Releasing her telekinesis, Sunset wrapped her hands around Twilight’s butt, her slender fingers sending pleasure into her cheeks as she gave them a gentle squeeze.

“Ahhhhhh.” Twilight sighed as she savored the feeling of Sunset holding her coupled with the pleasant feeling of the warm crystal buried deep in her flower.

“Is that all? C’mon Twilight…” Sunset said as she lifted the princess, sliding her up the shaft and eliciting a sensual groan from her.

“…sing for me.” Sunset said as she pushed down, driving Twilight back into her lap and shoving the crystal into her. Twilight’s head rolled back as a cry of ecstasy erupted from her throat. Reaching up, she latched her hands onto Sunset’s shoulders to anchor herself and avoid falling backwards.

“There’s my girl.” Sunset hummed as she repeated the lift and press maneuver, making Twilight squeal and shriek erotically, her breasts bouncing from each impact. “Sing me a song.”

The room was soon filled with the floral scent of Twilight’s love juices and the sound of wet squishing as Sunset repeatedly drove the crystal deep into her womanhood. Head thrown back, eyes shut, and wailing sensually, Twilight’s mind began going blank from Sunset’s relentless attack on the sensitive spots inside her. Normally, Sunset was gentler with her, but Twilight found herself enjoying the novelty of Sunset’s increased aggression. Yet, below it all, there was still the same tenderness and care the archmage always showed her when they made love. Even at her most aggressive, Sunset made sure that Twilight was actually enjoying what she was doing.

Feeling herself losing her grasp on Sunset’s shoulders, Twilight shifted her body forward and pulled herself up and against the fire-mane, pressing their breasts together and bringing more of their skin into contact. Now resting against Sunset, Twilight wrapped her arms and legs around the archmage as she snuggled her chin on Sunset’s shoulder, her cries muffled as she pressed her mouth into Sunset’s hair.

“Are you having fun princess?” Sunset asked in a sultry whisper as she pressed Twilight down with a little extra force, the sound of the wet ‘slap’ echoing through the room, the princess releasing a deep, groan of pleasure from the impact stimulating not just her vagina, but her clit and vulva.

“Yes…” Twilight muttered, her brain barely able to form coherent thoughts through the fog of euphoria.

“I’m glad to hear that.” Sunset said as she nibbled on Twilight’s neck, causing the princess’s flower to tighten even harder on the crystal penetrating her. “But, I’m not sure you’re really feeling good enough yet.”

Twilight felt a pulse of magic erupt from Sunset’s hands. Instantly, the crystal inside her began to vibrate. Twilight’s brain began to go blank as the new stimulus began sending even stronger euphoria into her neithers. Twilight found her vision blurring as she went momentarily cross-eyed from ecstasy as she bit her lip to avoid screaming directly into Sunset’s ears. She even felt a string of drool begin to leak out of the side of her mouth as she grabbed onto Sunset even harder, her moans growing in volume as the archmage renewed her attack.

“There we go.” Sunset said as she resumed bouncing the princess in her lap. As Sunset shifted the angle of her thrusts, Twilight felt the vibrating crystal grind against a particularly sensitive spot, causing another vigorous squeal to escape from the princess.

“Sunset… please keep doing that!” Twilight panted through the haze of pleasure.

“What? Oh, you mean…this?” Sunset asked coyly as she drove the vibrating crystal into the previous spot. A sharp and erotic shriek erupted from Twilight’s throat, and Sunset’s smirk became even wider.

“Yes… that…” Twilight whimpered as she wilted back into Sunset’s embrace.

“Well… okay… I suppose I could do… that…” Sunset said as she repeated her attack. The focused assault began to take their toll on Twilight, and she felt her dam about to burst. She was close. So close. But she needed just a little more to push her over the edge and into the sky. And she knew exactly what would do it.

“Sunny…” Twilight whimpered in Sunset’s ear between moans. “Please… kiss me.”

Lifting her head from Sunset’s shoulders, Twilight met Sunset’s eyes, her pleading look boring into the archmage. Sunset’s smile became kinder before leaning forward and pressing her lips into Twilight’s, her hands sliding up the princess’s back, gently wrapping her fingers around the base of Twilight’s head to press their lips together, while her magic kept the princess bouncing in her lap.

It was the final straw Twilight needed. Squeezing her eyes shut as she melted into the kiss, her back arched as her orgasm exploded from within her, a muffled moan escaping her throat as Sunset pressed their lips together even tighter. A flood of warm liquid erupted from within her and soaked the inside of her thighs as she came all over the crystalline shaft, the scent of black sage blossoms filling the air.

Pulling back from the kiss, Sunset sent a pulse of magic into the crystal to stop its vibrations. As she did, she maneuvered Twilight’s head so she was resting in the crook of her neck, rocking the princess gently as she slowly came down from her climax. In response, the princess snuggled back into the redhead’s embrace, savoring the post orgasm glow and the warm feeling of Sunset’s skin on hers.

Once Twilight had calmed down and her breathing returned to normal, Sunset slowly leaned back and rolled to the side, resting Twilight on the mattress. Gently, she unwrapped her arms and pulled her hips back, sliding the crystal out of the princess.

Cracking her eyes open, Twilight was greeted with the beautiful sight of Sunset leaning over her, her face a coy smirk as she looked down on the slowly panting princess.

“Well, princess, are you satisfied now?” Sunset asked as she lowered herself to the mattress and snuggled up against the princess. “I hope that was more than enough to prove that I love you, and you alone.”

“Sunny…” Twilight breathed as she slowly panted for air. Reaching up, Twilight moved a few locks of hair out of Sunset’s face before kissing her softly on the lips. “I don’t think there was any greater proof than if you derived the entirety of Clover’s Universal Thaumatic conversion formula step by step.”

Chuckling, Sunset laid down next to the princess, then pulled her into a warm hug, resting her forehead against Twilight’s.

“Dork.” Sunset giggled with a smile.

“Yea, but I’m your dork. And you’re mine. So there…” Twilight giggled in reply before their lips met again and the world faded away.

*****

Twilight slowly opened her eyes as the orgasm orb’s enchantment powered down, leaving her to bask in the warm afterglow of her illusionary lovemaking. Lethargically, Twilight got to her hooves. Magenta light flooded the room as she lit her horn and pulled the orb out of her body, a small gasp escaping her throat as it came free.

As the orb drew in the remnants of her love juices to recharge itself, Twilight slipped it back into its box and slid it under her bed. Flopping back down, Twilight looked forlornly at the journal and sighed.

Why wouldn’t the universe let her and Sunset be together? Why did she have to rely on a sex-toy to have the gorgeous and fiery redhead? It hurt so much that she couldn’t tell Sunset how she felt. That she wanted the fire-mane to be hers, and be Sunset’s in turn.

But she couldn’t, because she was too afraid that if she told Sunset, it might ruin their friendship. It was so unfair. She couldn’t tell Sunset how she felt out of fear of losing her, and she couldn’t even be around her enough to figure out if she’d even be interested. Not with her on the other side of the mirror.

Not with her being around Sparkle all the time.

An ugly flare of jealousy spiked up in her again.

No, she couldn’t think like that. Sparkle wasn’t a threat. She’d stopped being a threat when she got together with that Timber Spruce guy.

But it still grated that Sparkle could be with Sunset all the time, but she couldn’t.

“Sunny, why do you do this to me…” Twilight sighed as she used her magic to pull her blankets over herself and snuggled into her pillow. Stealing one last glance at the journal, Twilight whispered one final thing before shutting off the firefly lamp and drifting off to sleep.

“Sleep well… my precious sunstone.”

Author's Note

Title song by Halestorm

So, both Twilight and Sunset know the general scents that the other has, but don't know the specifics because they've never been intimate. Thus, Sunset knows that the princess smells of some sort of sage, but has to guess what kind of sage, while Twilight knows Sunset's aroma is peach blossoms, but doesn't know which kind of peach (there are a lot of different types of peach). Thus, they're making their best guesses when they're thinking about the other.

So, I had a third chapter in mind that involved SciTwi, but was tonally completely different from these two, but is thematically similar (pining for someone that she doesn't think would ever love her). I may do it as a sequel, if I can get it right, because a big part of the story involves SciTwi dealing with the effects of being regularly sexually abused by Timber after they start dating, and that's a subject that I want to treat with an appropriate amount of respect. As to why I'm making Timber a sexual abuser? Its simple. I hate the pairing, and the character, because it was only put into LoE because they "needed" to give Twilight a love interest after the first one failed.