It was Sonata's turn to make a soft sigh. She looked down at Twilight, past her own breasts, and watched her tongue slip out to lap along the blue folds. Not wanting to leave Twilight to do all the adventuring, she slipped her hand a bit further back and pressed her palm to the soft flesh between udder and vulva, while her fingers slid up and formed a V on each side of Twilight's thick, rear lips. "You want to know what it feels like for me to put my magic in here?"

Twilight used her magic to grasp Sonata's shoulders, turn her, and ease her back onto the couch. It gave Twilight a better angle, and let Sonata have all the access she could want.

"I'll take that as a 'Stop talking and just fuck me, Sonata'." Now, with Twilight lying beside her on the couch, Sonata could see what she was doing. "But you know what, screw it. I like talking while having fun." Gently squeezing with her fingers, she listened for more soft sounds from Twilight—only to have an intense scene in the movie happen as the male hero stood his ground against a horrible monster.

Her eyes squeezed closed, Twilight was frozen in bliss at the intimate touch. She managed, only when Sonata released her folds, to get back to lapping and nuzzling the wetness at the end of her snout. It was entirely different to Tree. Sonata had fought beside Twilight against evil—an evil they'd beaten together—and that made it right to be intimate. "Non-exonymous."

"Huh?" Sonata paused and looked along Twilight's belly.

"A stupid word I read in a book when I was younger. It's taken way out of context, but roughly it was used to mean someone who only forms intimate relationships with people they already know." Creating a penis with her magic, Twilight was amused that she found a use for the word that had bugged her when she first read it.

Sonata squealed when the magical dong pushed into her. She'd been plenty wet enough, it just surprised her that Twilight had found something to use—and when she saw it was pure magic, that made it all the more awesome to her. "So that—ugh—that's how we're playing?"

Controlling the magic with her mind, Twilight almost lost the spell completely when Sonata sent pulses of her own magic into the sensitive flesh around her vulva. She barely got her mind back on track when Sonata worked two fingers into her and gave her another few pulses of magic.

Having been with her fair share of nerds in her life, Sonata knew little things would get noticed if she did things right. The jolts of magic started off into a pattern—one, one, two, three…

When Sonata delivered five quick jolts of magic right into the flesh around Twilight's clitoris, she realized what the siren was up to and lost all sense of control. She climaxed as the next set—eight pulses—started, and each little jolt shoved her deeper into her orgasm.

Despite her own loss of physical control, Twilight bent what willpower she had left into pushing the shaft deep into Sonata and making it swell and bulge. The sound of Sonata's cries were music to Twilight's ears.

Not yet climaxing, but close, Sonata fought down her normal passions for submissive play and just kept toying with Twilight. The noises the mare made weren't quite musical, but Sonata liked to think they were close—besides, she was just tuning up. They had the whole night ahead of them.

By the time Sonata was finally pushed to her limit—and over it—Twilight was back in control of herself and was nuzzling and lapping around the base of the magic she was stuffing the siren with. The feel of Sonata trembling and shaking perked Twilight up even more, so much so that she kept up her licking throughout Sonata's climax.

Panting and puffing, her body wracked by aftershocks of the orgasm, Sonata could still feel the big shape inside her that Twilight had been using. She opened her mouth to say something, but the shift of her diaphragm caused her lower muscles to clench around the thick shape—her words devolved into whines and mewls that made her own ears burn.

"That was fun." Twilight lifted her head to look over her shoulder at Sonata's face. Her blue body looked amazing to Twilight—and she felt truly aroused and attracted to her physically. "I-I guess I just wasn't that into Tree?"

"Twilight, it takes more than a sexy body to get someone's motor going—well, for some anyway."

"Fibonacci! You used a Fibonacci sequence before!" The memory of it rushed back to Twilight and she felt the muscles of her pelvic floor flex in sympathy.

"Ha! I knew you'd guess that one. Nerd girls love the sexy little math sequences. You know, I helped a girl get away from my sisters in the fifteen-hundreds…"

The timescale reminded Twilight in no uncertain terms that Sonata wasn't just old, she was old in terms of civilizations. "I think the movie finished. There's a sequel."

"A sequel sounds good." Sonata's attention wasn't on the television, however, it was on Twilight's vulva. She bent forward a little and tilted her head, and just as Twilight was trying to operate the remote with her magic, Sonata struck.

Dropping the remote and squeaking out loud at the attack on her body, Twilight flicked her tail in excitement at Sonata's efforts that seemed entirely centered around shoving her tongue as deep into Twilight as she possibly could. But, Twilight had a job to do. With a shaky horn, she levitated the remote back up and moved the pointer to the sequel and hit okay.

For a moment Sonata wondered what her magic would feel like channeled through her lips—then a second later she discovered it felt pretty good for her and, from Twilight's loud and deep moan, it was pretty good for Twilight too. Though she did need to grab Twilight's dock and hold it still while making a mental note to rib her about wagging her tail later.

With how Sonata had shifted, Twilight couldn't reach her mouth to the her lover's vulva anymore. Figuring her magic would still work, Twilight struggled to recover her wits enough to manifest the dildo again—but this time, rather than just one, she made two.

When the dildo returned, Sonata wasn't overly surprised. When a second dildo nudged at her anus, she froze. "Wait! Hold on!"

Pausing, Twilight looked up at Sonata. "What's wrong?"

"Twilight," Sonata said, "I haven't done any prep for that. If you put something in there, it'll just hurt me and make a mess."

"Oh." It was, plain and simple, an reminder that she was new to this. Twilight made the second toy vanish. "Sorry."

"This is how you learn. Besides, no harm—no foul." To show how little it bothered her, Sonata dove back under Twilight's tail and caught the mare's clit between her lips.

The shock and speed of the attack left Twilight gasping for air. The dildo she'd had left evaporated in a puff of expired magic that had no will left to shape it. She let loose a whinny and started shaking in the peak of climax once again.

Sonata knew from experience that some women—like some mares—enjoyed direct clitoral stimulation. She'd been teasing Twilight's nub until now, but finding the girl responding well to the attention, she focused on the organ and slurped the mare to a second and then third quick orgasm.

Each climax scattered the thinking parts of Twilight's mind to the four winds and left her only able to experience the physical pleasure of a body very happy to have a talented sexual partner. She squirmed and shook, over and over, but Sonata had wrapped both arms around Twilight's rump and was holding on tight to more than just her clit.

Counting out the most extreme trembles as orgasms, Sonata only relented when she'd driven Twilight through ten of them. At last releasing her lips from around the most sensitive of Twilight's organs, Sonata leaned back a little bit and observed Twilight's soaked rump. Not that her face was much better—she was coated from brow to chin in Twilight's juices. "I found someone's orgasm button."

Unable to form words yet, Twilight barely managed a, "Wuh?"

"We both need a drink before more snuggles," Sonata said. "And maybe we need to clean up a little too."

"D-Drink?" Twilight's mind started slowly getting past the fact she'd just been driven through orgasm after orgasm and she'd come out the other side feeling both empty and full. "Right. Drink. Dehydration and all that."Rolling off the couch, all four of Twilight's legs wobbled and shook.

"Exactly. If we stopped there and didn't top up our fluids, we'd both wake up with horrible headaches in the morning." Getting to her own (more stable) feet, Sonata stretched and noticed Twilight pause to look at her. Closing her eyes—pretending she hadn't noticed—she did a few stretches that involved her twisting, bending and flexing in ways that showed off her body.

Twilight shivered as she watched Sonata. Memories of being a human female abounded, but she was sure she'd never moved like that before, let alone done so naked. Then it clicked. "Is this all for my benefit?"

Opening one eye to look at Twilight, Sonata grinned. "Yup."

Twilight snorted, but didn't stop looking at Sonata. It wasn't exactly taboo, she saw Tree Hugger naked every other day, but Sonata was someone she found attractive. It helped that the sheen on Sonata's face was Twilight's own proof of how much she liked the siren. That's when her thoughts turned a little darker. "Sonata, do you ever worry you'll just—just slide back?"

Wary, Sonata sobered and let out a sigh. She started walking toward the fridge. "Yeah. All the time. Rarity helps a lot. She tells me she'd be able to figure out when I do, but—but I don't know. That's the hardest part."

"I don't have Rarity, though. I don't—Well, I do have friends, and a few really good ones at that," Twilight smiled at Sonata, "but I don't have someone to give me the one-on-one attention Rarity has for you."

"That's a tough one, yeah. You know, there's someone who helped you out the first time. The way Sunset described it, if it weren't for your old schoolmates, he'd have stopped the whole thing." Filling two glasses with filtered water, Sonata dropped some ice cubes in for good measure.

"What? Who?" Taking her own glass from Sonata with her magic, Twilight started drinking and then froze. "Spike!"

"Mmhmm. I'm not saying you need to have a relationship with him, but he seems to mean a lot to you—why are you sitting back and not showing him?" Guzzling down her drink, Sonata felt the liquid permeate her body and revitalize her. She quickly topped up her glass and started drinking more.

Twilight offered her own glass for a top-up, and kept thinking about Spike. He'd been her first responsibility and the first real friend she had (her brother didn't count, since he left for military college). "I want you to teach me how to eat a girl out."

"You're on fire with those topic changes. It's not about me teaching you, anyway, it's about you teaching what my body has to tell you. When I started on your clit before, I could instantly tell it was something that really worked for you. You have to explore and try things until you find mine." Putting her glass in the sink, Sonata gestured toward the couch. "More movie time, or should we head to somewhere more intimate?"

"Well, you can watch some more, there's more movies in that series, but I want to see if I can distract you from watching Mr. Muscles." Twilight levitated her empty glass up and into the sink too, then found herself prancing after Sonata. It was definitely strange to her, to be doing all this without a formal plan in mind, but that was the nature of this particular experiment.

"On my back or do you want me on all fours?" Sonata asked, watching as Twilight used the remote to start the next movie.

"On your back. I want you comfortable and relaxed." Climbing onto the couch and stowing the remote, Twilight looked up along Sonata's legs, over her crotch, her belly, even past Sonata's breasts to her face. Sonata looked eager and excited, and seeing both of those invoked the same feelings in Twilight.

Author's Note

Ask former-little-dog Spike: Why don't you go to school like Thunderbolt? If a twenty-feet long dragon can go to school, so can a diamond dog.

"I don't fit in! Every time I see someone doing something strange, I want to bark at them or growl or—" Spike lowered his head. "I'm a mixed-up ball of dog emotions wrapped in a dog body. Thunderbolt got lucky. He got those things in his head."

So I do this "Ask X" thing. X can be any pony within the story. You can ask them anything and they will definitely, hopefully reply. Keep the questions appropriate to the age-rating of the stories, and they will answer the best question in the author notes of the next chapter. The more votes a comment has the more likely I will get it to the right pony to answer. Try to keep it to one question per post! They will pick one question per chapter.

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