A Pierced Heart

Chapter 8: Fantasy

Four weeks had passed since the afternoon in the park and Rarity and Pokey had been on several dates since. Pokey had turned out to have had quite the respectable sum of money. To Rarity it was a mystery that she did not question. To Pokey it was a simple following through from the fact that as a changeling he did not need conventional food. Over that time Rarity and Pokey had become physically intimate. Rarity was feeling generous after having received from Pokey a framed photo of their fifth date, which had involved a picnic on a cliff overlook of the Running of the Leaves.

She was now looking to return the favour. The favour would however, not be returned in kind. She had a much better, and intimate, idea. It was with this thought that Rarity was walking towards the Ponyville library, hoping to peruse particular parchments of a... clandestine reputation.

Rarity loved Pokey, and she wanted their first time together as a full couple in the throes of passion to be an enjoyable affair. However, leading the life of a proper lady had led to deficiencies in the white unicorn's knowledge of how to please a stallion. Rarity was glad that she was going to be receiving her guide from Twilight. Any shame she might have felt getting the particular book she had in mind was mitigated that it would be between her and a friend who was always immensely understanding. Of course in the future Rarity would allow Pokey an opportunity to try things that piqued his interest, but for now it was her gift to arrange.

"Hiya Rares," called out a voice from above Rarity, snapping the white mare from her thoughts as she looked up to see her friend Rainbow Dash.

Horseapples, the fashionista thought. Of all her friends, the teal-winged speedster above possessed all the tact and guile regarding sexual encounters as a flaming timber wolf in a fireworks factory.

"Hello Rainbow Dash, can I help you?"

"Nah, I was just heading for the library to pick up Daring Doo Versus the Invisible Mare. You headed for the library too?" the cyan pegasus asked.

"Yes, I just wanted to browse what Twilight has," Rarity replied flatly. Oh goddess, please let her just pick up her book and leave me to my own devices.

"Cool, well here we are!" Rainbow called out as she glided the last few feet to reach and open the door, letting both herself and Rarity into the library. Before them Twilight was tending a large pile of books that, from the bottom, had a pair of purple and green legs poking out.

"Spike what were you thinking? Trying to move that many books at once?" the purple unicorn addressed the pile as the adolescent Spike, with juvenile wings adorning his back, burrowed himself out of the cellulose prison.

Shaking out his disorientation Spike replied, "Believe me Twi, I figured out the odds of me succeeding, and then I thought about how likely it would end up going horribly wrong, and then, well, I went ahead anyway. Oh hi Rarity!"

The purple mare sighed before turning to her friends with a smile. "Hi girls, are you each here for your books?"

Immediately Rainbow darted to the librarian. "Am I ever, I heard this new book is even better than Daring Doo at 40 Fathoms Deep! If that's even possible." All Rarity offered on the matter was a nod, slight as it was, the cyan mare caught it out of the corner of her eye and asked. "Hang on a sec, Rarity said she was just here to browse."

Twilight levitated Rainbow's book over. "Well, there are a few items she was interested in, but that's not really important."

"Come on Twi, now I'm curious, what's Rarity reading? Is it some book on fashion?" Rainbow pressed. Twilight glanced at Rarity, who waved her hoof to give consent, there was no keeping Rainbow out of the loop now.

Twilight turned to Spike. "Spike, can you go upstairs and gather up my notes on Diamond Dog and Dragon hoarding habits?"

"Sure thing Twi!" Spike saluted and set off to his non sequitur task, eliciting Rarity and Rainbow Dash to ask as Spike left from view, "Why did you need those notes Twilight?"

"To get rid of Spike," Twilight deadpanned. "It’s not like he needs to know."

The purple unicorn then gestured for the pegasus and fellow unicorn to follow her downstairs. The three mares reached in the lower level of the library a locked cabinet that Twilight unlocked with a key hidden in a nearby bureau, revealing the contents within. "You insisted on seeing Dash," Twilight stated as all beheld Ponyville Library's unofficially dubbed 'Red Shelf'.

The collection was extensive, covering a wide field of possible interests that the inhabitants of Ponyville might have had, with staples such as The Pony Sutra, The Pony Sutra Revisited: Kamare Sutra, Mile High Club, and, in light of Ponyville's Earth Pony founders, The Secrets of Earthly Love, widely loved for its discovery of erogenous zones far less obvious than the horns or wings of other pony races.

Rainbow Dash was the first to speak. "Woah..." Glancing quickly at her Daring Doo book, the cyan mare turned to Twilight and asked. "Can I check out a second book Twi?"

"Err, that's not usual library policy, but I suppose I can allow it." The purple unicorn responded, a fore hoof hovering uncomfortably over the floor.

"YES!" Rainbow yelled as she grabbed the copy of Mile High Club. "See ya Twi, thanks for the books!" the rainbow streak called as she made her way back to the library lobby.

Shaking her head, Twilight turned to her ivory coloured friend. "You can't fault her for knowing what she wants. Now, anything... catch your eye?"

Rarity turned to the shelf with a scrutinizing eye. "Aha!" she called out, levitating a blue novel entitled Duo-corn: A Unicorn's Guide to Sex. "This is relevant to my interests. I'll take it Twilight, and thank you for the help."

"No problem Rarity." the Element of Magic replied to her friend as they stepped back out into the foyer.

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Rarity was in her room, Sweetie Belle had gone to bed after studying musical theory, and the night belonged exclusively to the anticipating white mare. Rarity levitated the book out from under her bed and flipped through the pages. Introduction, no, anatomy, no, illustrated and photographic guide, yes. The unicorn smiled as she looked over the first depiction, it was the universal pony style. A brown stallion was leaned over a blue, white maned mare, fore legs straddling her shoulders, and both standing.

Shifting herself in her sheets, Rarity leaned on her back and reached with left fore hoof and started applying pressure to her flank. Moving her hoof in circles, she turned the page to a close-up photo of a pearl coloured stallion with a salmon mane face to face with a with pink mare with yellow mane. Their horns were touching and their lips were locked with one another. Rarity moved her hoof to touch her belly and began drawing small circles in a series of ever so slowly descending motions until she met her outermost folds. She could already feel the heat rising off of her from the arousal as she began to work at the sensitive flesh. She pressed harder as the page turned again, the pair from the previous page were now licking at the base of one another's horns. Rarity reached down with her other fore hoof and located her clitoris, taking in a sharp breath as a pleasured flinch worked up her spine. The page turned again to something Rarity really wanted to try when the time came. The mare in the picture was near the bottom of the bed, with the red stallion mounting her with his hind hooves on the floor, allowing the pair to grind each other while face to face.

Setting the book down Rarity painted a mental image of herself with Pokey, sliding her hoof gently into her moistened slit as she worked her nub vigorously. Rarity imagined herself licking Pokey's horn, eliciting a soft moan from the mare's mouth as she felt a fire working through her as the action of her hooves became disjointed and all the more powerful. Giving out a final cry Rarity slid her hoof into herself as she climaxed with a final firm push against her clitoris. Her fluid flowed around her hoof as the alabaster unicorn sighed in relief, ideas forming in her mind of exactly what she would do to, and for, Pokey.

Rarity brought her hooves back up and glanced downwards, the smell of passion was in the air. The thick scent settling the mare. She could wash properly in the morning.