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                         My Crown                          
                       -by Skyreads-                       
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                 The Crown She and I Bare                  
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Author's Note
Uhhhhh I have no idea how this ended up in my drafts!
I'm obsessed with this AU and have drawn many comics about it teehee:pinkiecrazy: https://static.fimfiction.net/images/emoticons/pinkiecrazy.png
Enjoy! (Your better)
Also historical context for later in the short story: Lesbians used to run to nunnery's so they wouldn't have marry men. The lesbians would find other lesbians in nunnery's and well they did what anyone would do.
The Crown She and I Bare
The princess closed the heavy large doors to her champers. Her marble room of white, purple, and gold was larger than three peasant homes from the village combined. She could still hear the party gala of royals, suitors, and dukes infesting the castle. She wanted nothing to do with any of it. For there was no suitor of any status that could catch her eye or claim her heart. After all, Princess Twilight Sparkle, the aspiring scientist of the stars above had her heart already in the palm of another’s hand. A strong, capable, and protective knight. A fiery-haired protector trained by her very own brother, the captain of the royal guard.
As she hid from the party and its pressure of romantic advances, her fingertips glazed over her studies and research of the stars and planets. A certain buzzing settled under her dark skin. Her eyes, behind their thin silver frames, observed her multiple charts. Yet, her mind continued to drift to impure thoughts. She sighed and moved back from her desk as she played with the seam of her ivory glove, perfectly stitched by her royal tailor, Rarity. She found her, much too large, lavish bed and took a seat on the edge. The sounds of the gala in the ballroom were still going strong, with no sign of slowing down. All Twilight could find her mind going back to was the wish for her knight to guide her feet in a waltz through the social gathering of hundreds.
The sudden tapping at her window made her gasp, her round glasses going askew. The princess stood with haste as she brushed her lavender ballgown smooth. The heels of her silk latchet shoes clacked against the expensive floor as she refrained from going into a sprint to her moon-viewing balcony. She opened the French doors and watched as the last bit of embers died out in the chilled air. Her eyes ran around the open space as the stars twinkled.
“Hey,” the warm voice that made her heart flutter whispered from behind as muscular arms wrapped around her middle. Twilight’s hand reached up and behind to caress her secret lover's cheek.
“Hi,” Twilight replied shyly before being twisted to face her Paramore, “I missed you. These galas are near unbearable when you're not on duty.”
The knight’s lips caught the princess’s, “I know. That’s why I knew I had to see you,” she informed as she slightly pulled back.
The princess stood on the tips of her toes and gave a returning smooch to the flame-haired castle guard before cuddling her head into the castle guard’s breasts, clothed in a linen chemise, “Won’t you take me to your domain where we can live freely without the judgment and limitations of the kingdom?”
The knight known as Sunset Shimmer chuckled as she placed her hand on the young royal woman’s face, her thumb rubbing the smooth dark skin that had complimented the night sky, “I do dream of something as spectacular as that too, my sparkling star.”
Twilight’s cheeks heated, “Won’t you kiss me, again?”
A toothy crooked smile lifted Sunset’s cheeks, “And purloin the pure lips of a noble maiden?”
“Please,” the bespeckled royal laughed before her voice dropped and she leaned in, “You desecrated my purity long ago…”
The crooked grin evened into a grin as a growl left the she-demon in human form, “Shall I do it again, Princess?”
The Princess in question bit her bottom lip, her body beginning to buzz. She accepted the challenge, “Few are brave enough to ravage a princess. Won’t you prove you are one of them?”
Another growl escaped the taller woman before she picked up the Princess. Twilight responded by wrapping her legs around the waist of the woman. A squeak escaped her as her back hit the cobblestone wall. Her blood was already rushing as her heart thumped with anticipation. Her reputation as a quiet, and modest went out of the carriage as soon as the flame witch doubling as a knight dug her teeth into her earlobe and pulled hard.
A breathy moan left her lungs, “My hot SUN.”
“Louder for the people in the ballroom,” Sunset encouraged.
A shiver that the chilly air had nothing to do with ran down the princess’s spine, “Only if it’s a command,” Twilight challenged with a whisper to an elf-like ear.
The royal found herself being taken away from the wall and a mouth moved to nibble on her neck as best it could while the host made their path. Both bodies bounced onto the large bed. The orchestra and socials in the party room of the castle gave the women company.
The larger woman grabbed the black, star-printed canopy hanging around the bed and closed it around them as best she could. Yet the woven sheet was transparent and laced, if they were caught, their silhouettes did little to hide their activities. That risk didn't bother the knight and ironically, the princess seemed to enjoy that fact. Even if she refused to say it aloud.
Sunset returned to her maiden. Twilight lay in her expensive gown, a hand above her head, her cheeks red, and her breath gone. Indigo hair with a purple and pink streak was fanned out under her, giving her the illusion of being a nymph of the night.
“Sunset, my knight,” her hands came open and she placed them on the golden, warm skin of Sunset’s face, “I adore you. You’re the only one I want on the throne next to me.”
A small smile overcame Sunset’s face, “I will always be by your side, throne or not. You are mine and I am yours.”
Emotion guided Twilight up as she interlocked her lips with her lover’s. Their heads moved together as the kiss deepened. Sunset shifted her head to the right, biting the other's bottom lip. The mouth opened with a whimper and her tongue burrowed into the wet tavern.
More whimpers left the young woman underneath her and Sunset soon felt the smaller body roll her hips in an attempt to find any friction. The redhead left the hot mouth her tongue had been swirling and licked the under of Twilight’s jaw, “You seem to be quite impatient, Princess.”
“I-it’s been a few weeks,” she stammered, “W-with you being gone on that mission, I had little to no relief…”
The muscular guard leaned back, “How did you?”
Shy violet-colored eyes looked up at her behind the delicate frames, “W-what ever do you mean?”
“You said little relief. So, how did you do it?” Sunset leaned back her teeth nipping certain spots on the dark skinned neck she knew Twilight liked while making sure her sharp canines were involved.
Twilight’s hand flew up and gripped the back of the cheap shirt, “I-I…” her cheeks burned, “t-the sheets… at night…” she whispered the confession.
A low moan responded from the woman on top.
Sunset bit into the darkly shaded skin of her neck harder making her squeak. She then reached behind the Princess and began to pop out each delicate button. Twilight sat up and reached behind to help remove the obnoxious clothing, it took little time to remove the royal regalia. All that was left was a dark blue shift, a small bit of cleavage poked out at the top.
The Princess was the most beautiful sight Sunset had ever got to behold, She guided the royal back onto the soft, expensive sheets. Sunset perfectly placed her knee in between her legs. Far, yet close enough just barely feel. Twilight bit her lip as she resisted the temptation to use her lover’s knee as she dreamed of on lonely nights.
At first, the teeth of her lover nibbled on her ear, then, those same teeth grabbed and pulled making Twilight gasp and intenctivly move her hips. Her core teasling grazed the thick limb. Again, sharp canines dug into the skin where her shoulder and neck met were followed by a tongue licking and sucking the area.
“Gah!” Twilight cried, finding her hands latched onto the back of her knight. Her back arched slightly off the bed, “M-my sun…”
“Yes? What is it?” The woman on top of her was bemused and strong, yet gentle hands trailed from her bottom to her hips, then to her waist and further up her torso before stopping under her left breast.
“My sun, please…”
“Please, what?” The husky voice of honey tempted her. The hand didn’t move.
Twilight let out a shuddered breath, “Please, just..”
“Hmm?” The knee in between her slightly chubby thighs scooted ever so slightly closer.
The orchestra began a song known to belong to Aphrodite.
Twilight let her eyes meet the pools of teal. Sunset’s pupils were dilated with love and lust.
“Remind the castle I am yours.”
That toothy lopsided grin returned. Sunset sat slightly up before kissing Twilight’s sternum, then the middle of her chest before moving to the right and encapsulating the pert bosom in her mouth and swirling her tongue around.
Twilight gasped as her head flung back. Intense pleasure made her entire body tingle. A little scream left her vocal cords as she realized the seductive limb parked at her heated core was perfectly aligned. The pressure of the blunt friction against her clothed heat made her body tremble and her eyes roll.
Her breath left her as pleasure consumed her nervous system. Her back left the bed as the top of her head dug further into the pillows due to the teeth biting into her areola.
“Ah-! My- my Sun!” She cried out, already overwhelmed and ready to submit to the sparkes of release, causing her to grind against the knee leading up to a strong, thick thigh, more and faster.
It all came to a horrifying sudden stop as the limb forced itself away and the mouth abandoned her chest. She cried at the loss. Her breath heaving and her body warm- no amount of the chill outdoors could reach her.
Sunset wore a devious smile, “Such an improper princess…”
Twilight couldn't help a shy laugh, “It’s only because such a dangerous demon is spoiling my sacred body.”
An amused and aroused breath left the she-demon’s lips, “Well if you weren't such an alluring target,” she teased back before groping both of Twilight’s breasts in her hands, “What more can I do to soil you?”
Her lip was going to go raw as the princess found herself biting down on it again. She lifted her hips and brought them back down, “I’m craving for you to be inside me…”
Sunset quickly got to work removing the long undergarment as Twilight’s shaky hands worked to remove the articles of her redheaded partner. Both soon found themselves nude, appreciating every pore, freckle, and scar of each other. Twilight’s gentle hand grazed over the large scars on Sunset's back. Two on her shoulder blades and one on her tailbone. There were more, small and large littered across her forearms, biceps, and torso from the battles she had fought.
They found themselves entangled in another heated kiss where the muscles of their mouths danced like how they wished to in the ballroom. One of Sunset’s hands trailed down and the other curled into long, dark hair.
Twilight squirmed in anticipation and cried out when she got the first step to her wish- the larger hand teasing her. The outer lips of the folds glistened and yet not a single digit slid in between the crevice. The hand simply rubbed the outer folds. Moving up and down the length before coming to the top and circling. Still no direct contact into the pink that lay waiting inside. Twilight felt her body jutting again as the walls of soft wet skin glazed the sensitive bundle of nerves.
“Sunset!” She whisper harshly as one hand gripped Sunset's muscular bicep.
The woman answered, “Yes?” Her voice was laced with innocence yet nothing she was doing was that.
“Ah! More-!”
“How would you like me to do more?” Sunset asked.
Twilight's breath hitched, “Y-your fingers…” Her breath left with a gasp when the strong grip of her lover captured her face. Twilight could get lost in those eyes of intense love and passion.
“And how would you like me to use them?” Sunset said, ensuring their eye contact.
“P-put them i-inside…”
Sunset grinned, “Inside, what?”
Twilight bit her bottom lip yet again, “Of me.”
“That’s my beautiful girl,” Sunset said, her smile never leaving. Twilight’s nether throbbed and pulsated with heat, begging for its entrance to be filled.
She got her wish when the tip of Sunset’s middle finger dipped below the surface, softly grazing over the hardened nub before poking the entrance to the stars above.
Twilight’s teeth gritted and her body locked up, nothing but buzzing tingles, pleasure, and arousal coursing through her. She almost shot completely up when two fingers dug right into her.
“Oh-! Y-yes!”
“That’s my girl. It feels nice?” The woman working her different kind of magic asked.
Twilight nodded as her eyes rolled, unable to properly think. It did indeed feel nice- and the nice switched to electrifyingly perfect as the two digits started to pump. Moans let her throat with no pause. The fingers scrapped against her walls in a medium succession.
The music wafting through the halls began the resolution of the classical song.
Twilight’s body shook as the warm pleasure consumed her hips and chest, her moans became loose and unrhythmic and so did the fingers moving out and curing back inside her. Every time the knuckles burrowed deep inside her and the thumb hit her bundle of treasure a cry left her throat. She didn't care to make sure no one heard. This was too blissful to care.
She let out another choked moan as Sunset’s hand free hand wrapped lightly around her throat.
As the song of Aphrodite reached its high note so did the princess as her body froze, her back lifting high off the bed and her walls trapping the fingers inside her, making sure there was no escape for them. At that moment she was no princess. She was not a person hiding her truth. Her true ambitions nor her true love. She was a supernova, hot and explosive, letting the galaxy know she was at her climax and in love with her personal guard.
As her body relaxed and her back came down, her breath left and she spent her energy regaining it. A forehead rested on hers.
“That’s my girl, breathe,” The voice of warm rasp instructed as a thumb stroked Twilight’s cheek.
“I missed you so much. Please don't leave again,” Twilight cried, wanting to never let go of the woman in her arms.
“Maybe we’ll make do on that by running away together. Only then, can I ensure such a promise,” Sunset replied.
“Or maybe, I’ll become queen and make it our kingdom have two queens…” Twilight theorized, that feeling like an impossible dream.
“Both plans sound like a dream to me, my love.”
Twilight assumed the redhead would call it a night. Only, at that time, Twilight didn't want that to be the end, she had never really done what her lover had done for her.
“Sunset?”
The woman hummed, then flopped onto her back in the bed. The music had switched, but chatter could still be heard.
Twilight climbed on top and Sunset blinked in surprise, “Dear?”
“Y-you always make me feel so nice…I want to return the favor this time…” Twilight explained, a mad blush on her face.
Sunset seemed nervous at the prospect, “You don't have to worry about that, my love.”
“I- I know but… I’d like to, with your permission. I’ve heard from some of the girls in the nunnery, Sister Lyra Heartstrings and Sister Bonbon and… well I want to try.”
Sunset still appeared nervous, nonetheless, she nodded her head, “O-okay.”
Twilight smiled, “Can I- can I put my hands on your chest?”
The woman smiled, “That sounds nice…” Her breath hitched as two smaller hands wrapped around the large mounds of her chest. Delicate fingers flicked at her darker nipples.
A breathless moan escaped her, “Twilight…”
“That’s nice?” The woman she planned on making her bride one day teased, using her own tricks against her.
Sunset nodded, “T-those nuns seemed to have told you a lot…”
Twilight blushed, “Yeah, for being nuns, they're kinda freaky.”
They laughed lightly before Sunset’s breath caught in her throat again when that sweet mouth licked, bit, and tugged at the left of her chest, “Sweet Sunfire, Sparkes.”
The vibration from Twilight's hum of acknowledgment made the knight jump, “Ah!”
Twilight seemed to catch onto what caused the reaction as she hummed more. Sunset couldn't hold back the whimpers no matter how hard she tried. Eventually, Twilight left her chest and climbed back up. She lifted one of Sunset’s legs and tucked her own under before wrapping her other leg over Sunset’s hip.
Sunset blushed at the position- she knew of it but never thought yet to try it.
“Can I?” the shy voice of the Princess asked, her face as red as Sunset’s hair.
Sunset nodded, “Um, y-yeah… p-please…”
Twilight smiled a bit at her strong lover's sudden shyness before doing as she had heard from other maidens who shared her “odd” love interests. She brought her hips forward. Both women gasped as their clits hugged each other. They made eye contact- it was the only conversation they needed before Twilight repeated the action. Then again. Then again. Each time making them both cry out.
Twilight’s hands found perfect handlebars out of Sunset’s breasts and she rolled her hips forward in consistent friction.
“Oh my-! S-sparkes!” Sunset grabbed Twilight’s hips, her fingers scratching the soft skin.
The princess had never felt so liberated and in control in her life. It was amazing. Getting this powerful and respected knight to cry in pure bliss. She rolled her hips faster. Their juices mixing, their folds bumping, and their hard nubs of nerves kissing each other.
Twilight’s moans began to reach high notes again- for a moment she swore she heard whispers outside. No part of her cared at that moment, if she got kicked out of the kingdom- so be it. Yet, she didn't think her father had it in him.
She lost the rhythm and folded on top of Sunset, continuing the move their hips together in a chaotic song.
“Sun- Sunset, yes! Ah!” Twilight cried as she felt a pressure build at her entrance. Something more powerful than her climax last time.
Sunset groaned, “K-keep going, baby, Ah, y-your so amazing!”
A few more hard grinds were all it took before Twilight felt herself fly up and her hips rolled out as a powerful stream of juice poured out of her with a scream of ecstasy. The wet landed all over Sunset’s stomach and core- this appeared to take her over the edge as her back arched perfectly off the mattress with a silent yell that ended in a loud groan.
An odd quirk accompanied her climax as fire burst from Sunset’s scalp and hands. Luckily the fire burned away as Sunset came back down to reality.
Twilight fell into Sunset’s arms as they both took a moment to collect their breath.
“Hey, Sparkes?”
“Hmmm?” She replied with bliss clouding her brain.
“I think I heard voices outside the door,” Sunset said wrapping her arms, securely around the smaller framed girl.
Twilight shrugged, “It won't matter when we’re queens or live in the mountains.”
Sunset moved aside the sweaty bangs of indigo, purple, and pink before placing a kiss on the center of Twilight’s forehead, “No matter what, I’ll be by your side, my true love.”
Twilight smiled, drawing a heart on the redhead’s chest, “And I, to you.”