A Second Taste

by GlimGlamTankian

Rating: teen
Tags: Romance, Applejack (EqG), Equestria Girls, Random, Rarity (EqG)
Length: 1127

Rarity and Applejack accidentally kiss each other and they both like it

Rarity and Applejack accidentally kiss each other and they both like it

Published 2024-10-05 19:40:00 UTC
Last updated 2024-10-05 19:40:00 UTC

Rarijack kiss

It was the annual Fall Formal, and the gymnasium of Canterlot High was alive with music, laughter, and the gentle hum of excitement in the air. Fairy lights twinkled from every corner, casting a soft glow over the room, while banners of crimson and gold adorned the walls. The scent of sweet punch and warm apple cider filled the space, mingling with the crisp, cool air that wafted in every time the gym doors opened.

Rarity and Applejack, despite their differences, had been paired together for decorating duties—a tradition since they somehow always balanced each other’s ideas. Rarity, with her impeccable eye for detail and love of glamour, and Applejack, with her practical, no-nonsense approach, always found a way to make their visions blend seamlessly. Tonight was no exception. The gym looked stunning, a perfect mix of elegance and rustic charm, with delicate streamers and intricate floral arrangements accentuating Applejack’s handmade wooden displays.

“Everything is simply divine,” Rarity sighed, admiring the final result. She smoothed down the layers of her pale lavender gown, the silk shimmering under the gym's soft lighting. The gown was one of her own designs, of course—a labor of love she had poured countless hours into.

Applejack stood nearby, her arms crossed as she watched Rarity flutter from one decoration to another, checking for any signs of imperfection. Unlike Rarity, Applejack’s outfit was simple—a deep green dress that hugged her figure in all the right places but still allowed her the freedom to move. Her boots were polished to a shine, and her hair, for once, was down, flowing in loose waves over her shoulders. Despite her usual distaste for dressing up, she had to admit, she felt good tonight. Comfortable.

She smiled to herself, shaking her head as she watched Rarity fuss over the smallest details. “That gal’s gotta relax a bit,” she muttered, but there was no irritation in her voice—only fondness.

As the upbeat music started, signaling the beginning of the night’s festivities, the two found themselves stationed near the refreshment table. Rarity was inspecting the arrangement of punch bowls and cupcakes with her usual meticulousness, while Applejack leaned casually against the table, enjoying a moment of peace amidst the chaos.

Applejack, however, was finding it a bit hard to focus. Her attention kept drifting toward Rarity—her grace, her elegance, the way her eyes sparkled with passion for every little thing she did. It wasn’t the first time Applejack had noticed, but tonight something felt different. She wasn’t just admiring her friend’s hard work; she was drawn to Rarity in a way that made her heart race.

Distracted, Applejack reached for a tray of cupcakes at the same moment Rarity turned to grab her glass of punch. Their hands collided in mid-air, sending a shock of warmth up both their arms.

“Oh!” Rarity exclaimed, startled, as the tray wobbled precariously. In an instant, they both lunged to steady it, but in doing so, their feet tangled, and Rarity lost her balance.

A small yelp escaped her lips as she fell forward, her body pressing against Applejack’s. Time seemed to slow as they stumbled, Applejack’s hands instinctively catching Rarity’s waist to keep her from hitting the ground. But the sudden closeness threw them both off-guard, and before either could react, their faces were inches apart.

Their lips brushed—soft, fleeting, and entirely accidental.

For a moment, everything stopped. The bustling gym, the lively music, the laughter of their friends—all faded into the background. Rarity’s heart pounded in her chest, her breath catching as her mind scrambled to process what had just happened. Applejack’s eyes were wide, her usual steady composure shaken as she stood frozen, still holding Rarity.

Rarity was the first to pull back, her hand flying to her mouth. Her cheeks burned a vivid shade of pink. “I-I’m terribly sorry, darling!” she stammered, her voice barely a whisper. “I didn’t mean to—”

Applejack, equally flustered, let out a nervous chuckle. “Shoot, it’s fine, sugarcube,” she said, though her voice betrayed her. “It was an accident, that’s all.”

But as the initial shock wore off, neither of them moved. They stood there, caught in the moment, their gazes locked. Applejack’s hands were still gently resting on Rarity’s waist, and she could feel the warmth of Rarity’s body through the fabric of her gown. It was an innocent touch, but it stirred something inside her—something she hadn’t been ready to acknowledge.

Rarity’s mind was racing. She had always appreciated Applejack’s strength, her reliability, her honesty. But this… this was different. Her eyes flicked to Applejack’s lips, and her heart skipped a beat. Was it just the magic of the night? The soft lighting? Or was there something more?

“I… um…” Rarity hesitated, her voice trembling with uncertainty, “Applejack, I know it was an accident, but… do you think… could we…?”

Applejack blinked, her heart thudding in her chest. “Could we what?”

Rarity took a shaky breath, gathering her courage. “Could we try that again? But this time, not as an accident?”

Applejack’s breath caught in her throat. For a split second, she considered brushing it off, making a joke, but there was something in Rarity’s eyes that made her stop. Something vulnerable, yet hopeful. Applejack wasn’t sure if it was the right thing to do, but deep down, she knew what she wanted.

“Yeah,” Applejack said softly, her voice low and steady. “I reckon we could.”

Rarity’s heart fluttered as she stepped closer, her nerves buzzing with anticipation. Applejack swallowed hard, her palms sweating slightly as she kept her hands on Rarity’s waist, anchoring them both. Slowly, they closed the distance, their breaths mingling as they moved in sync, this time with purpose.

Rarity’s hand found its way to Applejack’s cheek, her touch light and trembling. Applejack’s heart raced as she leaned in, their lips meeting once again—but this time, it was deliberate. The kiss was soft, tender, and full of unspoken emotions they were only beginning to understand.

When they finally pulled away, their foreheads rested against each other’s, their breaths shallow and hearts still pounding. Neither said a word, but the connection between them was undeniable.

“That… was nice,” Rarity whispered, her voice a little breathless.

Applejack grinned, her usual confidence returning. “Yeah, it was.”

For a moment, they stood there, the world around them a blur of colors and sounds. All that mattered was each other.

“Would you… like to dance?” Applejack asked, her voice soft, her thumb brushing against Rarity’s side.

Rarity smiled, her eyes bright with excitement and something more. “I’d love to.”

As Applejack led her to the dance floor, the night felt different—full of new possibilities and the promise of something unexpected. And neither of them would have it any other way.