Time with Twilight

The distinct creak of the door turned my attention toward it as it opened, watching as the clop of Twilight Sparkle's steps rang as she exited.

"What did the doctor say?"

Twilight walked slowly from the physician's office toward the bench where I was waiting for her.

"Influenza, as I thought. The symptoms did match up, and it is the prime season for it right now."

Twilight moved towards the spot on the bench I had left vacant for her and sat, before loosing another bout of hacking coughs. I hastily offered her the bottle of warm water I had with me, which she claimed and began to sip from after thanking me with what remained of her voice.

It was true what Twilight said about the season. The clinic was packed with ponies of all ages, from the foals being accompanied by their parents to the young adults relishing the days they could take off work. The more fortunate of them were sniffling and sneezing at varying intervals of time, the less fortunate occasionally breaking out into fits of coughs. The ones most cursed, however, were those simply silent, occasionally gulping once too much saliva had accumulated in their mouths, with great pain.

Poor Twilight was truly the worst affected of all here. As if the runs in her nose weren't bad enough, her hacking coughs would only irritate her already inflamed throat more. That her fever left her feeling chilled and weak only made things much worse, I had to accompany her to the clinic to make sure she would even get there safely. The warm water helped comfort her pains, but it alone could not do much, despite how desperate she was for any relief.

The receptionist called out Twilight's name. I told Twilight to stay where she was and went to take her medicine for her. It was the standard prescriptions, or at least whatever the pony equivalent was. Twilight had taught me the names of several drugs used here, I could recognise the antipyretics, antibiotics for her throat infection, and some others to help relieve her symptoms. The bits I was made to pay was no small amount, the doctors were profiting off this latest season. Twilight shifted as I removed my pouch, as if to object to my paying for her medicine, but seemingly gave up both from her own fatigue and knowledge that I'd insist on doing her at least this one favour. Business finished, I left the clinic with Twilight, making sure to go at a pace comfortable for her.

"Thanks, but you really didn't have to do th-"

Twilight suddenly began hacking again, her coughs almost completely debilitating her. Holding her chest seemed to comfort her somewhat.

"Twilight, get to bed as soon as we reach home, alright? You need to take food with your medicine, but with your throat.. oh, how about some soup? Go to bed and rest, I"ll make you something."

Twilight opened her mouth to speak, but stopped and settled for nuzzling my face instead. I told her it was no problem, she was ill and Spike had told me that there would be no one around to look after her since he had matters to attend to. What else was I to do but to take time off work and make sure she had the care she needed? Thankfully, the library was not too far away that she would have to walk too far to get home.

Tucking Twilight into bed wasn't something I was very used to. All I really did was put the blanket over her, making sure there was enough of her covered to offset the chills of her fever while at the same time making sure she was well ventilated. Still, it was oddly fulfilling, having Twilight sigh as she finally got to rest, enjoying the fresh air from the open window and drinking the warm honey water I had prepared in some hope of relieving her pained throat. Confident that Twilight would be comfortable until I got back, I departed for her kitchen, though not before hearing a weak "Thank you so much.." from behind me.

Fortunately, Twilight had a can of soup ready for preparation stocked in her pantry. I would have wanted to make her soup myself, but she was rather hungry and it would take far too long. It was a simple matter to pour the mixture into a pot for cooking over a slow flame, less so to not fuss over the slightest imperfections as it boiled, all the while trying to think of more ways to comfort the ill purple pony. I would have had to run out for groceries if I didn't think to get them before coming over, I had planned to spend the next few days by her just in case she needed anything. A few slices of the ample amount of bread I had stocked for her would go well with her now finished soup, and it was back off to her bedroom.

Twilight was well asleep when I reentered, a testament to my having done a good job of making her comfortable if anything. Leaving the soup and bread to rest on her bedside, I laid down next to her on her bed, using the justification that it would allow me to monitor her condition better when I knew all too well I just wanted to take this opportunity to take in her form. The heat of her fever emanating from her body was surprisingly quite comfortable, enough to offset the guilt of taking pleasure in her ill condition, and enough to make me join her under the covers, absentmindedly watching her as she slept in peace.

"Mmmm..."

Twilight began to stir from her sleep, seemingly disturbed by my presence.

"Was I disturbing you? I-"

"No, no, it's alright. I'm hungry now, any-"

Twilight was coughing again, though her rest seemed to have calmed them down somewhat.

"Just in time then, the soup's just warm enough for you now."

She smiled and moved towards the bedside, just as I stopped her.

"No, Twilight, here..."

I scooped up a bit of soup and held it towards her mouth. Her expression switched to one of incredulity, before she blushed, closed her eyes and opened, the sight of which was more than enough reward for whatever effort was spent cooking.

"Ahh.."

It took a rather large amount of effort to ignore my rapid pulse and feed her the soup, letting in the spoon for her to take her time in savouring the taste.

"How is it? I really wanted to boil something myself, but.."

"Mmmm... delicious. Could you pass me some bread?"

She maintained a small smile throughout her words as she sat up on the bed, one that turned a small request into an irrefutable command. I fed her again, this time with bread soaked in soup, watching as small details signifying her comfort showed, be they the relaxation of her forelimbs, or her much more alert eyes. We continued, me giving her bread whenever I wasn't feeding her soup, and she, noting that I was paying an unusually large amount of attention on her, blushing and making her expressions more playful.

All too soon the last of her meal was finished with. She was clearly feeling better, the warm soup and medication had worked their magic, but she still needed to rest. I told her to do so and that I'd keep her company if she wanted me to, and she readily agreed. We lay there, me admiring the star and moon pattern of her bedsheets while she tried to sleep.

"It's no use, I can't sleep, I'm not tired enough anymore and I still feel awful." Twilight turned over to face me.

"You could always just stay awake and relax. Want me to get us some books?"

"No, I don't really feel like reading right now. But I'm so bored, and.. gah-"

Twilight came down with another fit of hacking coughs, prompting me to rub her chest again.

"...yeah, like that. That feels better."

She lay on her back and let out a content sigh as I massaged her. I let my hands run over her chest, before opting to try my luck at rubbing her belly, which was more well-received than I expected. Twilight let her limbs spread out and her mouth agape, all the while I continued to rub her down. It was increasingly difficult not to stare at her now exposed marehood, but making her feel better was still enough of a priority to keep my urges under control.

"You know, it might probably help. I could do with anything to feel better."

She was facing my rather obvious erection as she spoke.

"Oh? Uh..."

Twilight smirked, clearly enjoying catching me off-guard while I struggled to be sure of what I heard.

"Well then, just rest. I'll do the work for you."

Positioning myself over Twilight's lying form, I moved in for a kiss which she readily accepted. Here I was quite thankful that we were of different species, I wouldn't have dared to do it with a human girl for fear of falling ill myself, but I was quite sure I was safe here. Mixed in with the increasingly familiar taste of Twi's saliva was a pleasantly salty one, both of which were quite pleasurable as Twilight continued to hold her mouth on mine. I even tried to suck in the thin strand of fluid hanging between us as we separated, I did feel like having a bit more of that taste.

"Huh, you're right. It is pretty good."

"What is?"

"The soup, Twilight. I really should have taken some for myself."

Taking in her soft panting as I planted kisses down her body, from her neck, chest and belly, I moved in to massage her moist marehood with my mouth.

"Ahh..."

Despite her throat, Twilight was able to moan softly in response, though anything more would have been too taxing. I darted my tongue in, massaging the interior and relishing the taste of her fluids which she gladly let loose, as if to compensate me for having offered all of the soup to her. Her legs kicked slightly, a sign I was doing well, but I was not going to finish here.

I merely had to watch as a magenta aura surrounding my clothing, removing and placing them on the floor. Twilight was more awake then ever now and appeared eager, both to feel better and to show off just how she'd improved in working with my buttons. I was not going to disappoint her in that first regard, that was a thought as I held her hind legs out and moved into her soaking orifice, which she presented with glee. The extra warmth thanks to her fever made it much better than I had expected, and soon I managed to settle in. I started slow, maintaining a gentle rhythm while Twilight shut her eyes and let out a groan, somewhat muffled by her sore throat, but having the same effect regardless.

"Huuuuhhh...."

That was a signal to go harder. Holding her legs more securely up high, I began ramming into her, finding the usually clear vocalisations that were now suppressed quite enjoyable. I was to do all the work here as I said, I wasn't going to expect an ill girl to do her share here, but Twilight did slightly thrust along with me. Even if it the actual movement was minimal, the effort she put in contracted her walls a little, greatly intensifying the waves of pleasure both of us were already feeling.

Twilight, being ill as she was, still had a surprising amount of endurance in her, but soon she broke as she let out a final groan, contracting around me even harder than she had and soaking the bedsheets below her plot. Tugging on her legs harder than ever, her final, satisfied groan and the sudden contraction broke me as well, forcing out waves of sticky semen into her. Quite exhausted, I let her legs fall and collapsed to her side, watching while she panted, finally spent as white fluid seeped from her vagina onto the wet sheets.

"Feel any better now, Twi?"

Twilight giggled, a heavenly sound, and cuddled with me.

"Much better. I think I'll be able to sleep now."

She was fast sleep soon enough, leaving me to my own thoughts again while her heat comforted me. Either way, if this was how to cure a sick pony, I would be enjoying these next few days.

I didn't really remember the last time I came down with a flu, but it could not have been this bad. The sheer ache of my body made me not want to move from Twilight's bed, and even though I had to bring down my temperature with a cool environment, the chills made it unpleasant beyond anything. Worst of all was the absolute pain of my throat, talking was barely possible without frothing, and having to cough only forced it to inflame even worse. I had barely entertained the possibility of cross-species transmission occurring, it did not even occur to me that ponies would share the same universal code, much less the same haemagglutinin types, if at all.

Twilight had recovered remarkably quickly, but now here I was, being nursed in her home at her insistence. At least her bed was more comfortable than mine. She was just done feeding me soup, and having finished fussing over the room and my condition, she was lying next to me, keeping me company.

"You know, Twilight, I could do with anything to feel better."

Twilight grinned.

"Well, then, just rest. I'll do the work for you..."