Something Halloween

There was always a silver lining, Twilight thought. In this case, the spell meant she didn't have to sleep at all, so she could work through the night and most of the next day on her counterspell. It was slowly coming together. A few more hours, she estimated as she leaned back in her chair to rest her eyes. A sound caught her ear, but she didn't have to look to recognize Anon's footsteps as he came into the room.

"Any luck?" he asked.

Twilight's nose picked up the welcome smell of coffee. She didn't need it, not physically, but it was an enjoyable habit and she smiled at the ceiling. "Almost there."

The footsteps came closer and there was a clink as Anon put her mug on the table.

"Thanks."

Putting his hands on her withers, Anon pressed his fingers into her muscles.

It elicited a soft moan from Twilight. "Oooooh, nice..."

"You should take a short break. I know you don't get tired, but it still can't be good for you concentrating this hard for this long."

"M'fine."

The man sighed, but he didn't stop his massage for which the mare was eternally grateful. "Twilight, I said 'break'!"

She stuck her tongue out at the air in front of her. Anon would understand it was meant for him.

"I'll make you!" he threatened.

She kept her tongue out, but didn't otherwise respond. The chair suddenly lurched and she squeaked in alarm, but it was just Anon spinning her to face him. For a moment she was worried he was angry, but there was that glint in his eye and that smile she'd come to both love and dread on his lips. Her ears folded down as she waited to see what he would do. Anon lowered himself, holding on to the chair armrests, until his face was at about barrel-high for her. Then, before she could really react, Anon darted forward and buried his face right in her soft bits.

His nose was a tiny bit chilly on the warm, bare flesh there and made Twilight giggle, but that was cut off when the man pressed his hot - incredibly hot! - tongue against her teats.

"Okay, okay, stop!" she squealed, putting her hooves on his head but not quite managing to push him away. She couldn't get free, even if she wanted to. Anon had shifted his grip from the armrests to her hind legs. He dragged his tongue up until it encountered fur, then pulled away and looked up.

"Will you come quietly, or do I have to do it again?" he demanded in mock anger.

The warmth, deep in her belly, was already spreading. Now Twilight wanted him, something he could probably see in the way her lips slightly parted and her breathing was getting deeper and faster.

"Never!" she said quietly.

Anon pushed his face in her soft bits again, but this time, rather than squealing, she used her hooves on his head to guide him further down. "I like- gah!" she gasped as he caught a nipple between his lips. "I like this break!" She didn't resist when Anon moved up to kiss her properly. She also didn't fight him when he slipped his arms around her barrel and picked her up. Twilight didn't care where he was taking her, as long as she'd get good and properly rutted at the destination.

Twilight Sparkle lay in the bed, a slightly snoring Anon draped across her lower half with his face on her barrel. She didn't mind - he wasn't that heavy and she appreciated the warmth. It had taken an incredibly long time for them both to get tired. She wished she could fall asleep too, but the spell kept her up, washing away the exhaustion from her muscles in a few minutes. She was staring at the ceiling, idly stroking Anon's hair with a hoof and trying to work out the last few details. As she had predicted, the parts that affected the mind were giving her some problems. She still didn't fully understand what that crazy old unicorn was doing in his spell, but maybe she had a close enough idea to remove the effect. It almost felt complete. Just a few more words in the right place and it should be done.

Anon snorted and she leaned down to give him a gentle kiss on his cheek. He murmured something, but didn't wake up. There was a faint ding from the other room and Twilight cocked an ear. It had sounded like an email on her phone. It was late in the evening, so it probably wasn't work related. She still concentrated for a minute and levitated the phone carefully through the hallway and into the bedroom. She turned it on and looked at the message. Another analysis had finished running on the cluster in the office. She skimmed through the results quickly, then put the phone down.

So far her program had been a hit and miss. Well, more a miss than a hit. Something tickled her memory and she lifted the phone up again. The software had managed to translate a particularly weird part of the spell into a different form. One which suddenly made sense to her.

"That's it!" Twilight said excitedly.

Anon jerked and stopped snoring as she shifted. "Mmm? Tw'light?" he mumbled.

"I think I understand it now! I can finish the reverse spell!" she whispered back to him.

"Tha's nice," he said. It was obvious he wasn't completely awake and his confused look made the mare giggle.

"Just go back to sleep. I'll go over the spell again and finish it. We'll do it in the morning, okay?"

"'kay!"

At least Anon was conscious enough to lift himself up when she poked him with a hoof. Twilight slid from the warm bed with a regretful sigh. Soon she would have the pleasure of waking up next to Anon once more. It was incredible how much she missed that!

Before walking away she pressed her muzzle against Anon's cheek and whispered: "Love you. Sweet dreams!"

He murmured something in reply which Twilight chose to interpret as 'I love you too', then began snoring again. She just smiled and left. She would have to look at the original spell once more, this time with the fresh insight her algorithms had given her. Then she'd have to pull all the different reverse spells together. After that, it was just a matter of casting it.

She was excited. It was true that she had created this problem for herself, but being able to work throughout the night had been incredibly useful. She had done a lot of useful stuff, both for the Pony Society as well as for her and Anon's company. More importantly, she would now solve the problem she had created herself. She would even write the counterspell down and put it in the book before returning it to the Canterlot Library, so that other ponies who might experiment with this spell would have a way to remove it.

Feeling rather proud of herself, Twilight jumped up on the chair and got to work. If she had looked in the mirror she might have laughed - her mane was a sticky mess, her tail was best not spoken off and she needed a shower badly. She felt none of it, however, as the excitement of magical study gripped her once again. With a goal in sight, the mare threw herself into her work with renewed vigor.

"I guess that's it," Twilight said as the magic faded from her horn.

Anon was watching her closely and she could see how white his knuckles were. It was heartwarming just how worried he was when she cast her hastily-adapted, unofficial, mind-altering magic.

"How are you feeling?" he asked immediately.

She gave it some thought. For now, it was about the same as before, but that was to be expected. The real change would come that night, after a full and busy day, when the mare was expecting to get tired for the first time in a month.

"Normal. What did you expect?"

"Tired?" he suggested.

She smiled and shook her head. "Not until tonight. We'll see, but I think it worked." Her spell had gone off without a hitch and, if she had to guess, it had worked flawlessly. There was a reason she was the 'Element of Magic', after all.

Anon smiled in relief. "Well, no job today, so we can go out and do something fun."

It sounded like a good plan. "Cupcake place!"

"Ugh, sugar overdose!" Anon complained.

Twilight just jumped in place and fluttered her wings excitedly. They couldn't carry her yet, but the effect of a very excited pony was there and that was what counted. "Cupcakes!"

Anon laughed. "You sound like Pinkie sometimes, you know?" He still stood up and went for the front door. Before following, Twilight took a glance out the terrace door. No ghost lady, which was a good sign. She had gotten rid of the spell just in time! Things were starting to get really creepy. The small girl had actually been able to touch her! She left blood stains in her coat!

Good thing it was all over.

Twilight followed Anon to the lift, smiling.