The Mare of Her Dreams

"Oh, Rainbow Dash..." Twilight murmured, "That feels so... oh... harder..."

The prismatic pegasus complied, applying more pressure to Twilight's wings. She was perched atop Twilight's back, and as she pushed her lover into previously unexplored fields of pleasure, she gently rocked back and forth, rubbing against Twilight to provide herself a little stimulation. "I told ya it was awesome, didn't I?"

"Yeah... yes... yes, yes, YES! MMMph" Twilight's neck arched as she bit her lip. "But I still don't belie— NNNgh... Believe it..."

"That's not even the best part..." Rainbow remarked as she brought her hooves down closer to the base of Twilight's wings.

"Oh sweet Celestia!" Twilight moaned, as Rainbow continued to work her magic. After a second, Twilight tensed up a little and turned back to Rainbow, some anxiety in her eyes. "Rainbow, I—"

One of Rainbow's hooves pulled away from its critical work and silenced the alicorn. "I know how you meant it, Twi," she paused to giggle, "don't make this weird."

Twilight relaxed again and let herself melt into Rainbow's hooves. She was so lucky to have such an understanding marefriend. Rainbow wasn't jealous or petty, because she knew they were the only ones for each other. Not even Celestia could take Twilight away from her, because they made the perfect pair. Plainly and simply, they were in love; as much as two ponies ever could be.

Rainbow Dash's left hoof continued to hover in the air, while her right hoof migrated into the space between the shoulders of Twilight's wings— the most sensitive part of that region. Twilight's eyes abruptly shot open, and she gasped, before she was completely overtaken by the blissful sensation and collapsed into a mere puddle of a pony. Her horn glistened for a moment with an involuntary surge of magical energy.

"You know, you've got to have the most beautiful secondaries I've ever seen..." Rainbow remarked, running her free hoof along the feathers she was referring to. The touch would have normally been innocuous, but with Rainbow's hoof massaging her T7 vertebral mana nodule, the sensation was enhanced a thousand-fold, and she could feel each barbule unlocking and locking with Rainbow's touch, and even the magical induction in her rachides from manifold-field-interactions.

...It felt good, I mean.

No sooner than Twilight had become accustomed to that unprecedented feeling of rapture, Rainbow's free hoof took up residence between Twilight's flanks, and began gently caressing the delicate folds found there, while still maintaining a presence between her wings. It was so incredibly right— they were so in tune. The way Rainbow touched her in this moment was precisely the same way she might touch herself, after over a decade of practicing self-service.

"OH... Rainbow... I—" Twilight's eyes rolled back into her head from the pleasure.

"Yeah, Twi?" Rainbow asked with a smirk, not straying for a moment from her precious task.

"I l-l-l-love you... FUCK!"

"I 'love you fuck' too, egghead." The pegasus replied, smiling deviously, as she pressed harder into Twilight's sopping wet marehood.

"I-I'm so c-c-close, Rainbow!"

"What was that? Slower?"

"NNnnnnn-n-n-no. Faster!"

"Faster, huh? You sure about that?"

"Yes! Yes! Please!"

"You asked for it!" The pegasus remarked as she pushed her hooves into overdrive, grinding relentlessly against Twilight's erogenous zones. She even twisted her body around to caress Twilight's horn with a feather, passing magical energy from her body and into Twilight's. Altogether, it was too much, and Twilight orgasmed almost immediately. She was overcome with the feeling of falling. Falling forever. Her stomach turned upside down...

She hit the floor.

Twilight's wings were wrapped up in twisted bedsheets, her right forehoof was wet and matted with her feminine fluids... And her horn was stuck in a goose-down pillow. That was the third Rainbow Dash dream this week. And it was only Tuesday.

"I'm probably just pent up... That's all..." Twilight rationalized, trying her best not to admit the truth to herself. "I'll just... I'll visit the royal harem, and I'll just make this problem go away."

"The Rainbow Dash dream again?" Spike asked as he stretched in his cot.

"OH! S-spike!" Twilight squeaked. "I didn't know you were awake."

"It's pretty hard not to wake up while the mare next to you keeps saying 'Rainbow Dash' over and over again." He rolled over, tucked himself back in, and said over his shoulder, "You really ought to see a therapist about that."

"Therapist? What are you talking about? I do not have a crush on Rainbow Dash!"

"I didn't say anything about a crush."

Twilight bit her lip, this time out of embarrassment instead of ambrosial pleasure.

"You know, it's pretty obvious that Rainbow also— Uh..." Spike trailed off as he noticed something out of the corner of his eye. While glaring intensely at him from inside a mirror across the room, Pinkie mouthed 'forever' and then vanished as inexplicably as she had appeared.

"She also what, Spike?"

He sighed. "Nothing."

"I need to wash up... Watch the library for me, Spike."

"It's three AM!"

"Oh... Well... Go back to sleep then."

Twilight moved to the bathroom, shut the door quietly and gently, and started up a bath. Ice cold, of course, to rid herself of her unwelcome arousal. She dipped a hoof into the tub and gasped in response to the frigid water, but she knew it had to be done. As quickly as she could without splashing water on the unsealed wood walls of her home, she settled herself in. Her genitals protested even more strongly than her hoof had, and before she had gotten over that, her poor wings were dunked in the unpleasantly cold water as well.

Finally, her horn. She had been partially desensitized to the cold by that point, but as the most unpleasant ordeal of them all, this would seal the deal. A brief moment under the water to cool her down, to clear her mind... After completing her submersion, she paused for a few seconds, letting out bubbles of air every once in a while... She allowed a few minutes to pass until all the air in her lungs was gone. Her body screamed and ached for relief, but as an alicorn, she could not die for lack of oxygen— even an unprotected flight through space would be perfectly plausible, though quite painful. Sometimes she would play this game with herself— see how long she could go without breathing before she had to surrender to the useless reflexes she had retained from mortality. Among them; the need to breath... to eat... to drink... to sleep... to mate...

Finally, she let herself to the surface and filled her lungs again; with the cool crisp air came relief, both psychological and sexual. Her mind was clear again. Or, clear enough. At the very least, her body was no longer screaming for a sexual release that she couldn't attain on her own.

She fiddled about with the water, toying with the surface tension, sweeping bubbles around... She wasn't denying herself who she wanted for any old reason. In fact, just prior to becoming a princess, she was planning on telling Rainbow exactly how she felt. No more excuses.

Or, rather, she was going to tell Rainbow a close approximation of how she felt, and work things out from there.

Or, actually, she was probably just going to subtly hint at her interest and hope that Rainbow caught on.

Oh, who was she kidding? She never would have gotten around to asking Rainbow Dash out. As a friend, Rainbow was easy to talk to. They loved spending time together, they felt the same way about a surprisingly large number of things, and Rainbow was really getting into literature lately. Every couple of weeks, they would get together in the library and write a few pages for a novel they were co-authoring.

Conversely, ever since her coronation, Twilight was starting to get a taste for speed. While pegasus flight wasn't quite as efficient as teleportation, there was still a certain exhilaration in flight that unicorn magic couldn't match. Plus, it was less mentally exhausting and more relaxing than teleporting. Not to mention the wonderful high she got from flying next to Rainbow Dash.

But no matter how easy it was to approach Rainbow as a friend, any time she would try to proposition the pegasus for a more involved relationship, she got cold feet. She'd get a lump in her throat, language would come less easily to her, and she'd typically just end up staring and stuttering for a little too long. She had managed to hint at a sexual interest once— long ago. But as her feelings grew deeper and more complicated than simple lust, it became harder and harder for her to express them. After the first few failed attempts, she just gave up. Surely, not asking would have better results than pathetic nonsensical babbling ever could.

Her friends were next to useless on the issue. Any time she tried to even hint at the concept, they would tiptoe around it and glance nervously at mirrors. Pinkie just didn't even seem to understand the fundamental idea when Twilight spelled it out in no uncertain terms, and mentioning it to Rarity got her nothing more than a blush, a giggle, and an excuse. Twilight never could understand why Rarity became so awkward when that topic came up. It's not like she had a problem talking about any other sexual matter; she bragged about her conquests daily and spoke of the relations of others with impunity, but somehow, Rainbow Dash was an off-limits topic for her.

That was all old news, though. There was a new matter to contend with. Twilight was an alicorn. Her lifespan was increased by thousands of years. She couldn't let herself love a mortal mare; she saw the way Celestia looked at happy couples. Even though the Sun-goddess was quite skilled at hiding her emotions, Twilight knew her too well to miss the unfathomable sadness hidden just one layer below her cheerful expression.

She had loved and lost, so long ago, and after a thousand years, the pain still hadn't subsided. Twilight couldn't put herself through that; it would be hard enough to see Rainbow pass on as a friend. If she could hide her feelings for about a century longer, her life would be so much better in the long run. Rainbow would find someone else in the meantime. She could be happy with a Wonderbolt or something. And Twilight would be lonely. Twilight had always been lonely. No big deal.

She brought her hoof to her chest, inhaled deeply, and pushed it away from herself, pantomiming physically removing the stress from herself. But it wasn't something that needed to be removed; It was something missing. A piece of her heart, gone. She had a hole that needed to be filled — no pun intended.

"It'll be okay, Twilight. You can have any stallion you want. Any mare. You just can't love them. It'll be okay."

But I don't want any stallion. I don't want any mare. I just want Rainbow. I want to love her. For— For forever.

Twilight climbed out of the tub and looked at herself in the mirror. "What's wrong with you Twilight?! You can't have that!"

Yes you can. You can keep her alive. The age spells, you'd have decades to practice them... To perfect them. You can be together forever.

"I can't! It's wrong!"

IT'S MORE RIGHT THAN ANYTHING.

"I don't have the right to make that decision!"

Do you really think Rainbow would be opposed to life eternal? Why not give her a horn while you're at it? Just think of how great that would be! The alicorn lovers, together forever and always... Maybe even until the end of time...

"There must be a reason it's never been done. Do you really think Celestia couldn't have done that? Or Luna? They didn't. They can't!"

You're better at magic than they are! You deserve this!

"It isn't her destiny!"

STOP MAKING EXCUSES, YOU FOAL. YOU'RE BEING GREEDY! YOU'D HAPPILY MAKE ANY OF YOUR OTHER FRIENDS IMMORTAL, BUT NOT RAINBOW, BECAUSE YOU'RE AFRAID OF HAVING AN ETERNITY TO TELL HER HOW YOU FEEL AND NEVER GETING AROUND TO IT. YOU'RE PATHETIC. PATHETIC!

The mirror shattered into thousands of tiny pieces as Twilight disdainfully stared down the place where her reflection had been. Her horn smoldered for some time with the residual energy of the spell she had just used to destroy her mirror, but her face slowly slackened, transitioning from an intense anger to a fleeting hopefulness.

"I'm not pathetic. I'm not! I'm going to fly right over to Rainbow's house right now and tell her exactly how I feel." She stood up proud and tall, before announcing, with a distinct twinkle in her eye, "I can just go fuck myself!"

"Twiliiiight, I need to use the bathroom..."

Twilight's triumphant demeanor deflated in an instant, and she turned to see the clock. 3:40AM. "Shouldn't you be asleep, Spike?"

"I can't fall asleep because you won't stop talking to yourself..."

"Oh..." Twilight blushed. "Sorry. I guess Rainbow wouldn't want to be woken up this early in the morning anyway."

"Neither would I. Now, please, I really have to use the toilet." Spike insisted, shifting his legs quickly in a manner that could be understood by a member of any species who spoke any language— He had to pee.

As soon as Twilight cleared the door, it slammed shut. She heated herself with magic, drying herself quickly, and proceeded to climb back into bed. In a couple of minutes, her eyes fell closed and she drifted off to sleep.

Twilight flew quickly to Rainbow's house the following morning. The sun shone brightly, there wasn't a cloud in the sky, and the grass even seemed greener than usual! Though it did always look particularly green from the air, she had noticed. Also, regardless of where she was, grass always seemed to get greener and greener, the closer she was to Rainbow Dash.

"Oh, hia, egghead!" Rainbow Dash shouted cheerfully as Twilight approached. She was up early this morning. That was good.

"Hi Rainbow Dash!" Twilight mumbled in her sleep.

"Oh for Pete's sake!" Spike growled, "If you need me, I'll be sleeping downstairs. See a therapist. In fact, I'm adding that to your schedule. You can't convince me otherwise." He picked up his cot and began dragging it down the stairs while mumbling obscenities under his breath.

Twilight rolled over in her bed as she watched her assistant march off to a more peaceful place of slumber. Even if she did really love Rainbow Dash, this was pretty pathetic. She must not have been asleep for five minutes before she was fantasizing about the pegasus again.

Okay, this time she was going to fall asleep and not dream about Rainbow Dash. For real. She meant it this time.