Personal Log: Entry no. 781230

It happened, Celestia damn it! Somepony was murdered here in Ponyville and now guards are searching far and wide. I’ve had to move my home research items into the lab back in the forest and wash away the pentacle on the wall; a pain to no end, but not disabling. I simply have to use general teleportation magic instead, wasting a great deal of my magic for such a trek. Fortunately, the old castle hadn’t been shielded against teleportation like Canterlot Castle.

Trixie has also discovered a new group of musicians. Some gay and lesbian group with… unique songs. She’s invited me to go see them since they’re playing tonight. While this would make a great chance for us to bond and I could find out once and for all if she could ever take an interest in me as a pony and not just a research partner or friend. This would be one of a few things that couldn’t be interrupted by those interfering suits of armour.

As an added measure of safety, I’ve decided to conceal this log book in the laboratory also. Should the guards discover my secret drawer, they’ll find only…personal items of leisure. I almost want to know what their faces would look like when they realise Celestia’s prized student isn’t so innocent. It would be too late for them to take an interest now, but all this is irrelevant rambling and I’d rather not waste the paper.

Needless to say, I will go with Trixie to this show, and I will try to enjoy it. On a more subject related topic, I’ve noticed that while a month has passed, Trixie has shown no signs of decay. She remains as beautiful as if she were alive, how I didn’t notice such beauty before is beyond me.

I still worry about that killer, not for my own safety or that of Trixie’s, but for my other friends. Celestia has shown me some of the killer’s results, undoubtedly as a test to see if I recognised them. Clearly, I’m not above suspicion at this point. It may be prudent for future research to find the killer and experiment on them as we’re running out of rabbits and a senseless killer is hardly ranked among sentient ponies. It would tie in with the request the Princesses both made to me to find the killer, dead or alive. I’d literally been given a licence to kill, something that gets me off at this moment.

I sighed with a shudder and smiled at the thought of finding the one who halted my progress. Slicing into him, dead or alive gave me a sense of great satisfaction. Either way, he would scream. I had the power to keep him alive, even with no internal organs. I entertained the idea and it made me glad to be a mare. Sadly, the wet daydreaming regarding mortician work was left unfinished as Trixie entered the basement.

“Twilight, the show starts in three hour–.”

“Gah!” I fell off my seat and hit my bottom on the cold hard ground. At least the cold would reduce the swelling.

“Damn it Trixie! Learn to knock before you enter the room.” I said as I rubbed my poor flank. I looked at the mare to find her staring at something. I followed her gaze to my marehood and realised she was looking at how wet it had gotten at the thought of her and I playing with the killer. I froze, unsure how to react to such a situation. She didn’t seem horrified, just surprised. Either way she didn’t tear her gaze from my nether region. Her gaze alone was enough to elicit more flow from within and I could feel it slowly seeping down to the floor. She seemed to hold her breath at the sight. Perhaps she was at the very least, curious? I carefully rose to my hooves, making sure not to frighten her out of the room. She looked ready to bolt, but I just smiled at her and moved closer, our noses inches apart.

“Something wrong, Trixie? I’m sorry I shouted at you, but I’m getting bruises every time you startle me.” she remained silent. Her eyes were on mine and I used it to my advantage. I brought my lips closer, the fur around them just brushing the tips of hers. She gasped, quite cutely for that matter. I tested the reaction, lightly kissing her for an instant. She looked like she’d just eaten her first chocolate. She lost her composure and brought her lips to mine. I felt desperation in her movements. There was no subtlety to her, but that was fine, I knew the truth, she was interested. I allowed her access into my mouth and we rolled our tongues around each other. It felt great to own her the way I did. The sounds she made heavy breathing and moans of desire elicited similar responses from me. While I still had some sense of thought in me, I closed the door and locked it from the inside so Spike couldn’t wander in on us.

Trixie was on me in a second. She pinned me down and buried her tongue down my throat. I almost gagged at the sensation, but after a second, it felt so good, I could feel the familiar sensation of internal fluids dribbling down onto my tail. I wanted her, and I could feel her own juices dripping onto my belly. I pulled open my secret drawer and found what I was looking for. Trixie drew her attention to what I held in my magical aura and her jaw dropped. I took that opportunity to invade her mouth entirely. She leaned on me, taking in my dominance. I bent the object in my aura and rubbed each end against our burning marehoods. I could hear her moaning with anticipation as the double-ended toy prodded us.

“Twilight… more.” she begged, panting over me with cheeks redder than Big Macintosh. With another gentle kiss, I charged my magic and with a quick and forceful lunge, we both screamed as the toy thrust several inches into us both. Trixie had tears of joy watering her eyes. She let me take control of our combined pleasure as I forced the toy in and out of us with quick, but strong thrusts. Every time Trixie was forced forward by the force of the thrusts her fur brushed against mine and it felt fantastic as the bristles tickled our nipples. She moaned with each thrust and I knew she was ready when one moan grew longer than the rest. I increased the speed of which I forced the toy and watched as we shared total ecstasy. With the speed of a woodpecker, the toy brought us both to a climax at the same moment.

Like me, Trixie was a gusher. I felt her juices fall on me, covering me in her heat. I continued to thrust the toy a little longer, watching as she gyrated along with me to the movement of the source of our pleasure. Trixie had gotten to the point where she couldn’t even moan. It was then that I stopped the toy, letting it remain inside of us as deep as it could go. I released my magic around it and it tried to straighten itself, pushing against our walls.

Trixie was spent. The entire event left her unconscious on top of me. Not one to pass up an opportunity, I began to move the toy again, feeling the sensitive nerves inside me screaming at me. Unconscious, Trixie could only flinch at the sensation. I smiled as she mumbled my name in her slumber.

“I’m right here, my love.” I whispered into her ear. She cooed lightly.

“We’re gonna be late… for the show.” she mumbled again, nestling her face into my neck, flinching again at another deep and slow slide inward.

“We still have two hours, sweetie. Get some rest, I’ll wake you when it’s time to go. She mumbled something unintelligible and proceeded to sleep through the soft sliding of the toy. I then decided to pull it out of us and place it on the desk for washing later. With gentle movement, I rolled her onto her back and slid myself down to meet her slowly drying marehood. With two hours to spare and a sleeping mare, I couldn’t help but to make her yelp. With methods I’d thought up in my imagination, I brought my mouth to Trixie’s clitoris and began working my tongue around it. She moaned slightly, spreading her hindlegs further apart to allow me access. While I was still spent from the session prior, I’d spent the better half of a month thinking about this day, and I was damned if I wasn’t going to enjoy her to her fullest. While I knew I had practically forever to do everything possibly with her, my secret life as a Necromancer forced me to live every day like it was my last. So I was going to eat Trixie out like there was no tomorrow, awake or asleep, she was going to feel me tasting her, and she was going to love it. I consumed what juices remained inside her and worked the alphabet on her clitoris, forcing her to produce more. It didn’t take her long to gush another torrent on my face. My private laboratory basement had become ‘the sleep creep lesbian sex basement’. Perhaps changes were due without the aid of the guards sniffing about where they didn’t belong.

With a content sigh, I left Trixie to sleep her orgasms away and cleaned my face off with a hoof towel, followed shortly after by my nethers which needed a good bathe. An idea came to mind that got me hot and bothered again, and would undoubtedly entice Trixie were she ever to wake up. I unlocked the door and stepped through.

“Spike!” I called out. The young dragon descended the stairs.

“Yellow!” he said. I smiled at him and stepped toward him.

“Spike, I was wondering if you could go down to the market and get me some more quills? If you do, I’ll give you a few extra bits so you can get yourself something.” Spike grinned and nodded.

“You betcha! I’ve had my eye on this magnificent cake Pinkie’s been holding for me. I was gonna wait until you were done downstairs before asking for the bits to get it.” he replied. Normally, I would tell him to go easy on the sweets, but my selfish desire put a stop to that this one time.

“Alright, Spike. How much is it?” I asked.

“Five bits.” he replied. I added the running total in my head. Quills usually cost two bits, but they would sometimes go up to three. I shrugged and gave him ten bits.

“Here, but I want the change. Get me some Night Owl quills if there’s any.” I said. Spike saluted me and hurried out the door. He would no doubt go for the cake first, but that didn’t matter to me at the moment. I opened the basement door and grabbed the still unconscious Trixie. Resting her on my back, I took her to the bathroom and placed her in the bath tub. I plugged the drain and ran the water. Hopping in behind her, I pulled her up so she was lying against my chest. With the water filling half the tub, I turned the knobs off and began working on cleaning her, being very thorough with her marehood. Her head flopped back onto my shoulder and she moaned as I rubbed her clitoris hard. I didn’t let up for five minutes and as I pushed harder, she came in the water. Finally, she woke up to the sensation and looked disoriented. She saw the bath first, then the hoof that was still rubbing her tingling button. She then turned to me and gasped.

“Wait, what time is it, did we miss the show?” she asked. I chuckled at her and shook my head.

“Relax, we’ve still got just under two hours. I’m just cleaning you up so you look your best for the performance. Though in my eyes, you look best when you’re drenched in our combined cum.” Trixie was unused to such words coming from me, but she seemed enthralled.

“You know, I realised that you were attracted to me when Twisty said he could see the love in your eyes. I was shocked at first, but then I found myself thinking of you every night. This performance rocked up and I thought it was the perfect time to tell you how I felt, but I’m very glad it happened like this. I… I love you, Twilight Sparkle.” She’d said it. The three to five words I wanted to hear the most. I never expected it to be so sudden. Three sessions of passion in one day and she loved me. It was more than I ever wanted from her. I couldn’t take it.

“I love you too.” I said, reaching for her mouth once more. She met me half way and we bathed in a mixture of bath water and our own fluids. Three times we tried for a clean bath, but we couldn’t keep our hooves off each other. Finally, we decided to test our willpower. She stood over me and bathed me like a little filly until I was clean, then it was my turn to do the same to her. When we were all squeaky clean and our manes ruffled by the towels, Spike’s return home was all we could do to keep our hooves off each other. He had in his well-balanced hands, a beautiful cake, and in the other a stack of Night Owl quills.

“I’m home!” he called out.

“Welcome home, Cake. Did you happen to see Spike on your way over?” I teased. His sarcasm was expected and appreciated.

“Ha, ha! Very funny, Twilight. Hey, Hex. Have a nice session with Twilight in the basement?” Trixie’s and my eyes widened. With a nervous chuckle, she replied positively.

“It was certainly more fun than usual.” she replied. Spike placed the cake down on the dining table and chuckled back.

“Yeah, Twi can be pretty boring most of the time, but every now and then she’ll surprise you with something to keep you entertained. Want some cake?” he offered.

“Thanks Spike, but Twilight and I are about to go and see a show.” she replied.

“Oh, you mean that Army of Lovers group that’s going around Equestria picking up fans like I pick up books?” he asked. I was surprised to find out he was a fan.

“Yes, that one. It’s a date with Twilight, and I’m going to enjoy it to the fullest.” she replied. Spike looked at me with a dropped jaw.

“Date? You mean… together… mare and mare… Twilight, you’re gay?!” he asked in astonishment.

“Thank you, Mr. Tact. Yes, I’m gay, you’re the first one to know, congratulations and all that crap.” I replied, looking at the clock. I let Trixie know the time and she gasped.

“On no, we’re running late. We’ll see you later Spike.” she said. I had time to wave a hoof at the young dragon before I was dragged out of the library by a surprisingly strong mare.

I couldn’t help but laugh at the innuendos of the songs, with a name like ‘Ride the Bullet’, the song was so funny. A somewhat more romantic song was ‘Hooves up’. ‘Obsession’ became another favourite of mine and the rest were simply excitable. Trixie and I enjoyed the show and remained together as crowds of ponies screamed for more.

As time went on the show came to a close. Trixie and I were still too excited to finish the date so soon. In the end, we found ourselves looking up at the stars on the plains where I saw the great dragon migration some years back. We looked up at the stars and tried to find the constellations.

“There’s Orion, Taurus and… Gemini over there.” I said, pointing to each constellation. Trixie smiled and leaned into me, pointing to some of the ones she knew about.

“Think we’ll find an Ursa in there?” I teased. She slapped me playfully, causing me to giggle. I hadn’t felt so… whole in a long time. Since my idol had failed me, I came to realise life wasn’t as great as I thought it was, that Celestia wasn’t as great as she made herself out to be. And that hurt me. I felt betrayed by the ruse, but now Trixie, an old enemy had filled the void in my heart.

I held her tight in my hooves, resting my head on hers. It was amazing how quickly we became comfortable with each other; how quickly we fell in love, but I was not going to complain.

“Here’s a cliché; I wish this night could last forever.” I said, eliciting a giggle from the blue mare. It was then that a shadowy figure suddenly landed right in front of us with a loud crunch. We screamed in surprise and shuffled back from the husk before us. When we saw it wasn’t moving, we braved getting closer. It was a Pegasus, this much I could tell. The moonlight wasn’t enough to reveal the identity, but I could tell from the shape that it was once a mare.

“I can’t see who it is.” I said, illuminating my horn with light. I was frozen as I saw who it was. Rainbow Dash lay before me, broken and battered from the fall, felled by a stab wound through her heart.

Author's Note

So here's what most of you have undoubtedly been waiting for. The SEX!!! Hope you enjoy it.