Twilight Sparkle and the Stupid Original Pony

For the next weeks I slept eagerly every night, hoping to meet Twilight in dreams. Instead I spent my nights in the realm of Lord Naughtius, practicing my magic. Several times I blipped into Equestria for a moment, but I did not like any risk discovery. If Twilight’s safety truly hinged on secrecy, I must submit to that need. Soon I could not only render my wings and horn invisible, I could cast a field of aversion around them so that nopony would bump into them, discover tactilely what they must not see. When I grew tired from magic I would practice walking and running on four legs until I felt I could stroll through Ponyville at Twilight’s side without staggering like a ciderhead being escorted to the drunk tank.

Weeks turned to months; the elation of her love could only sustain me so long. Did that really happen? Did she mean it? Depression crept back, and soon despair. I plumbed the depths of Nautius’s knowledge until I could cast even his darkest spells with a vehemence that frightened the magical creature. Of lighter spells I still knew nothing, such were not in his repertoire.

Out of respect for the service Nautious had done me I stopped visiting his realm. Instead I turned to darker tuition that I might increase my skill without traumatizing a friend. My knowledge of the dark stacks came into play: for the sufficiently avid student the pages will turn themselves.

Time crept onward and with the despair now came intrusive thoughts of an unfinished deed. I’d not need to fool my protector again: he still lay dormant and inactive, the ‘just a second’ of my deceit stretching into its second year. But with magic came the ability to evade his imposed safety had he been present to impose it. In the blink of an eye I could be outside the world and in another I could be beyond loneliness. Why had she abandoned me? The answer came before my speculation turned to action.

One night as soon as I slept I found myself soaring through night skies with Twilight. A vast city, my soulless home town, spread its vain lights far beneath us.

“Sorry for taking so long,” she said, “I was unwell after Luna woke us from the nightmare world. And I am in all kinds of trouble with her Majesty Celestia. There was a formal hearing and everything. In court! And the crown council actually pressed charges – they threatened to call it treason. I’m not allowed to use dream magic anymore, I have community service to do, and they even gave me a time out!”

I asked Twilight “Are we still…”

“Lovers? Yes!” she laughed and tossed her head. The wind blew her mane and ruffled her feathers. “Let me show you something!”

She angled her wings slightly and drew a few hands further away from me. A purple glow spread from her horn suffusing her whole body. In few seconds she had changed from Alicorn form to demi-human with wings, pony ears, tail, and horn. The horn was smaller than her pony form, but more noticeable than the subliminal nub I retained of mine. Her skin now matched the lighter purple of her coat while her hair -head, tail, pits and pubes- all matched her darker mane. She retained her colourful blaze on her bangs and tail. And like an angel she soared on spread wings.

“You’re beautiful!” I called as she drifted her flight path back to mine, “even as a human!”

Our paths coincided and our lips met. We flew lip to lip for kilometres through the nighted sky, skyclad and giddy in love.

“How is your power holding out,” I asked eventually, “it must use a lot to keep me airborne with you?”

“You’re right, this is draining me pretty fast. Can I cast Cloudwalk on you and we’ll go rest on a cloud?”

“Sure!”

She cast her spell and directed our flight up towards the mountains of cloud that drifted like great white galleons in the moonlight.

“Take my hand,” she said, “it will be less difficult to keep you afloat if we have more of a connection.”

I did so, then reeled her closer.

“Would more skin contact help?” When she was close enough I grabbed her hips and pulled her to me. I didn’t know any flying spells, but I tried to add some of my power to Twilight’s. This caused us to accelerate wildly towards the clouds.

“Whoa! Power surge, it’s sure not helping with flight control!”

We crashed onto the soft upper surface of a cloud, laughing, as we bounced and rolled. The cloud, while comfortable and cushionlike, was cold on my bare skin. I stood quickly as Twilight did the same.

Twilight was still laughing “I wasn’t expecting that, just being close to you boosted my energy level. Must be that magic wand of yours!”

I bounced on the cloud, it was as springy as a mattress in low-G. “Twilight, this is so cool… but kinda cold!”

My feet were wet from the cloud and moist tendrils of mist tickled my legs. The reality finally sank in that I was really standing on a cloud, with my princess, and we were not dreaming.

She shivered, twin points of attention dancing before me.

“Yeah, as ponies we have coats to keep us warm in the clouds. I didn’t realize how chilly it would be. I was hoping to, um, fool around up here, but it's too cold to lie down on the cloud. Wanna do a quick pony-style?”

“Sure! I mean, if you want? Or we could go hang out and spend time together before we…”

“Lets do something wild to brag to our friends about and then find somewhere warm to hang out, okay?”

“I’m game, obviously.” My erection bobbed as I bounced on the cloudtop trampoline.

At the edge of the cloud she knelt on her hands and knees. “What a view…”

“Agreed!” I said as I knelt behind and squeezed her bottom.

“I meant the city lights!” she laughed and swished her tail at me. “Just dooooo me, I'm getting cold already!”

“Then let me get something warm into you…” I considered telling her that I’d never actually done this in real life before. How different than a dream could it be? In all of our previous encounters, in our shared dreams, she had been in pony form so this would be my first real time with a human. I decided not to bring it up and…

“Oh! Hmmm, that feels different than when I’m a pony!”

“Good different?” I worried “Did I hurt you, was I clumsy?”

“Wonderful different! It’s great, just feels bigger like this, when I am anthroform. Tell me when you’re close, I want to launch off of here and fly!”

“Won’t be long, Princess, I’ve missed you.”

Badly, I didn't elaborate.

“I’m really loving this– so different, so right.”

“Almost!” I panted.

“Kick off on three and hold on tight! One… Two… Three!”

We both kicked off from the edge of the cloud in a sort of tandem dive. It was a bit of a fumble, but we were airborne without getting disconnected. Twilight spread her wings and we glided. The dark horizon was visible well over her shoulder so she obviously was not getting a very advantageous glide ratio with my extra weight. It would not be the last time that I would wish I could show my beautiful wings to my beloved. Instead I tightened my grip and maintained the even rhythm of my thrusts. The air cool whistling past contrasted deliciously with the heat of Twilight’s sex.

I sped up, my climax was close. Twilight sensed my imminence and nosed down a little more; our descent and airspeed increased exhilaratingly.

“Twilight!” I called into the wind, “commmmmiinnnnnnngggg!” I couldn’t see the lights on the ground, my vision was full of fireworks from the intensity of the orgasm.

“Unnnggggghhhh toooooooo” she replied.

We plummeted towards the ground. I didn’t know how much altitude we had left or if Twilight would be able to pull up in time to save us. In that moment I could not care.

There was a discontinuity and then we were panting on my bed, lying on our sides. I was still buried in her but I was well spent and rapidly detumescing. I held her tight and sobbed into her back, between her wingshoulders.

“Tangent, whats wrong?” Twilight tensed in my arms as she spoke.

“It’s just that,” I took a deep breath between sobs, “you are so beautiful.”

Twilight relaxed again and I held her until my tears stopped.

“Celestia’s hooves and horn, Twilight, that was wonderful.” My heart was still pounding. “Let’s do it again.”