Crawling up and along the couch, Twilight ignored Sonata's engorged vulva and headed further north. Twilight lay her fuzzy self down over Sonata's belly and pressed her chin down between the girl's breasts.

"Now you're covering up all the naughty bits." Sonata completely ignored the movie and focused on Twilight. "What can you do the—"

Striking like a trained attack kitten, Twilight lunged forward and kissed Sonata. As her lips made contact, she felt Sonata's arms come down on her shoulders and squeeze her in a hug. Breaking apart, Twilight felt even more excited than ever. "What can I do here? Not much, except smooch and snuggle. After what you put me through, I wanted to show how much I appreciate you."

"Well, I can confirm you know your way around a kiss, but it's the other stuff we're experimenting with." Sonata used the word like a guide, pushing Twilight back to the task at hand. "You know, you could try—Mff!" A gentle magic finger pressed itself to Sonata's lips, and with it there she couldn't open them at all.

"No spoilers. You're the first woman I've enjoyed being with—let me explore and play before you give me a grade." Twilight shimmied backward on the couch, soon finding her snout at Sonata's breasts again.

Magical gagging wasn't something Sonata knew for sure she was into, but now she knew she was. Being a siren—a creature that lives and dies by its own voice—and being silenced so effectively made her squirm at Twilight's touches far more than she would have normally.

Nuzzling and squeezing Sonata's breasts with her magic, Twilight gave the best massage she could think of. She remembered all the times she'd played with herself, and what had felt good then, and did that. When she didn't hear anything from Sonata, she looked up to see the magic finger still resting against her lips. "Do you, uh, want me to remove that?"

Sonata blushed and nodded. When the magic sealing her lips was gone, she let out a moan. "Firstly, I love that spell. Second, ask me before gagging me like that. We need to work out ways for me to tell you things if you're going to use it."

"I—Huh. Okay, so another time for that?"

The question made Sonata's lips curl up. "We'll have to talk to Rarity about that. Up until now, she's been the only one to dominate me in any meaningful way."

"So you'd be okay with—?"

The look (and feel) of Twilight's tail swishing side to side made Sonata cut in on her. "I'd be very okay with it, but we'll need ground rules, Rarity's permission, and a little time to work out what we both want."

Part of Twilight's mind raced at the possibilities but most was focused on Sonata's body. She started nuzzling and licking the woman all over, exploring arms, fingers, breasts, and belly before even reaching Sonata's waist. Her ears were perked, listening for gasps and sighs of happiness as she built a map of Sonata's body.

To say Sonata was in the mood would be an understatement. Except for a few little touches Twilight made she had received a very good work-up. Or, as the case may be, work-down. She looked down her body at the mare as she settled between Sonata's legs, then turned to look at the TV. "Who is that?"

Turning her head from the feast before her, Twilight noticed that they'd skipped through a movie during her thorough exploration. "Hotness."

"You got that right. Look at those muscles? I could curl up on him like a cat and sleep forever on those abs." Sonata was torn away from the vision of manliness on the television as Twilight started to nuzzle around her folds. Pulling a cushion close, she propped her back up so she could look down and see what Twilight was doing.

When she realized Sonata was watching, Twilight felt compelled to make dialogue. "You look a little different to how I do—err, did. My bits here were smaller, and you have, uh…" Twilight bit her lip for a fraction of a second before showing Sonata what bit she meant.

The warm-up was plenty that even direct stimulation to her clitoris left Sonata feeling good rather than squicky. She moaned out loud as Twilight's lips caught her partly around her hood and partly a direct contact, and the movie was forgotten as Sonata was gripped both by Twilight's lips and a shocking arc of pleasure that locked up all her muscles.

It was a no-brainer for Twilight. She knew her own clit did the same thing to her, but she still wanted to be sure. Besides, she told herself, this was experimentation—she was just peer-reviewing.

Only when Twilight let go was Sonata able to think again. She panted and arched her spine so far she was sitting upright, grabbed the sides of Twilight's head and pulled her up into a kiss.

Twilight didn't fight the kiss. She braced her legs under herself and smooched back for all she was worth. The casual nature of their fun was a relief after all the anxiety over performance with other females. When Sonata finally let go, Twilight knew her own face was pulled into a silly-happy grin. "So, uh, more of that?"

"That was pretty good, maybe even finish with it, but try some other things. Warm me up some more before stampeding to the clitoris." When Twilight didn't immediately show recognition of the gag, Sonata sighed. "We need to work on your education."

"Was that a reference to something I should get?" Twilight asked.

"Yes it—" Sonata's words cut off as Twilight licked along her slit. The motion of the unicorn's tongue completely destroyed any hope she had of getting words out. When the lick was over, and she started over, Twilight repeated the motion and again stopped Sonata short.

The game was a fun one. Twilight could see Sonata wanted to say something, but she kept keeping her from doing it with the casual licks. After the sixth time, and hearing Sonata whine, she finally let up and just rested her chin over Sonata's groin. "What did you want to say?"

Sonata paused for a moment. "Are you going to lick me again?"

"Maybe."

Grinning at the fun little game, Sonata closed her eyes and relaxed. "It was a Monty Python quote."

"Oh. Well, we could watch that next if you want?" Twilight was already lifting her head back up and looking down at Sonata's well-trimmed hedge. Before Sonata could say anything, she nuzzled and licked along her slit again.

Sonata melted into relaxation a little further, her body sparking sensations in her mind that put her completely at ease. She looked down at Twilight, watching as she explored with her tongue, and then turned her head to look back at the TV.

When Twilight started investigating with her magic and her tongue, however, Sonata was compelled to look back at her. She watched as Twilight gently stroked here and there, or pressed on the same bits. It was as fascinating for Sonata as it was enjoyable. She didn't hold back on her reactions, either, letting the noises tumble from her throat in response to everything Twilight did.

There were a ton of variables Twilight had to take into account. The fact that Sonata was getting more and more aroused was the biggest, and one she couldn't ignore. Twilight knew from her own experience that the hornier she got, the more everything became sexy.

When Sonata's body started twitching and clenching around her tongue, Twilight realized what she'd just pushed the siren into. Not wanting to overstimulate her, nor leave her completely alone, she instead returned to just slowly lapping along her outer folds.

The reduced licking was perfect to keep Sonata coasting on her orgasm for almost a minute—with a few aftershocks thrown in. Looking past her heaving chest, she reached a hand down to rub at Twilight's ear.

Giving a happy little giggle at the ear-rub, Twilight drew her lips back from Sonata and sighed. "How was it?"

Reaching down with her other hand, Sonata took care of Twilight's other ear too. "You are a gifted student, Twilight Sparkle, and enthusiastic too. How is the experiment going?"

"Well…" Twilight dipped her snout and nuzzled against Sonata's crotch before lifting her eyes back up to meet Sonata's. "I'd say this experiment was a success, but more are required."

It had taken most of the day for Limestone Pie to get through certification to be within the prison. It was a black-site, something she hadn't visited before, but a slip of paper from General Raven Inkwell had gotten her the express treatment.

At last, with no weapons but those she was born with, Limestone stepped into the cell with Aria Blaze. "Hey." Her tone was sharp—she was looking for the siren's attention, not to make friends. "I have a few questions, and I've been given leave to ask them."

The psych evaluations hadn't helped Limestone much, though she'd gotten enough from them to discover that Adagio was a god complex, and Aria was a pure megalomaniac. She liked her chances with the latter first.

"You were the soldier from the fight." Aria Blaze was curious why they'd let a human in with her after nearly a month of being alone. "You play dirty."

"First quest—"

Aria rolled her eyes. "Not until you talk to me a bit. I'm a bit mercurial, you see, and unless you make me happy, I don't make you happy. What were you thinking when you held your gun on us?"

"Answer for answer?" Limestone asked.

"Yeah."

"What I was thinking was all tactical. If you moved left, could I train my gun on you to shoot you and still shoot your friend if she rolled right. I focused down to the mechanics of the situation—like I always do. Like I was trained to do." The words came out with no emotion at all. Limestone moved on. "What is your connection to Sonata Dusk?"

"A cold-hearted killer? Sounds more like a trained attack dog." Aria leaned back on her bed and stared up at the ceiling, her mind twisting around the idea of finding out how far Limestone would get with a push in the right direction. "Sonata was just another siren. Not smart, but that's why Adagio chose her—she was gifted with her voice and didn't ask nearly as many questions as the others. My connection to Sonata? She was our henchman."

Limestone knew this game, and knew that Aria was playing it with different rules than normal. "That was a lot of answer."

"Well, yours was interesting. Keep giving me interesting answers, little pet, and I'll keep giving you verbose ones." Stretching her arms upward in a stretch, Aria eventually brought them back down and started to unbutton the shirt she'd been given. "You wanna make out?"

"Is that a question?"

"Always."

"I'm straight, for a start, but secondly they have so many cameras in here that I'd get kicked out of the Corps before I got anywhere near you."

"Cameras? Good to know. I suspected as much, but it's nice to have confirmation." Aria didn't stop, stripping her shirt off completely and just laying topless on the bed. "Ask away."

Author's Note

Ask Principle Celestia: Now that Sunset and her magical friends have graduated. Does Canterlot High become an old, boring kind of school again?

Celestia rolled her eyes and slumped just a little (which took effort for someone her size). "With everything that's still going on in Canterlot? I doubt the school will ever be the same again. That said, I am getting our Wondercolt statue replaced. Hopefully it will last through the year without needing further work. That said, we have a dragon enrolled now. That's a big mark in the not-boring side, right?"

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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