Bright sunshine filled the room and caused a bundle of blankets to stir atop a messed bed. A silvery-maned head managed to force out of the blankets and into the welcoming sunlight. Her only reaction was to groan at the thought of being awake; she tucked her head back beneath the bedspread in an attempt to block out the daylight. That is until the pleasant smell of cooking reached her nostrils.
The smell brought Trixie out of her blanket cocoon and into the warm morning light. It took her several tries to work out of the tightly wound bedspread and put her hooves on the floor. A yawn accompanied a glance out the window; the storm had long gone past their little cottage and in its wake the air had been left fresh and invigorating. It was obviously late morning, and the young mare decided that she may as well see who was cooking.
She gave a quick toss of her head as she stretched in an attempt to get her mane to settle down, but the unruly silvery hair remained tangled and flat against the side of her neck. Even a stern glare didn't make her mane take its usual shape, and the pale strands continued to laze away the morning. Deciding to punish her disorderly mane with a vigorous scrubbing later, the unicorn made her way down the dimly lit hall to the kitchen.
Standing in front of the stove was Jaze; a pair of simple, dark pants clothed his legs while he was exposed from the waist up. A sizzling sound emanated from the stove, and now the smell of a hearty breakfast was filling the air enough to make the pony's mouth water. Before she could so much as say a word, the dark-haired human turned and gave her a cheerful smile.
"Morning beautiful, how'd you like some breakfast?" the ex-soldier asked in a voice to match his smile, "We've got soy bacon, hash browns, and scrambled eggs." A wince accompanied his last, and he asked, "Eggs are okay right?"
Trixie gave a thankful smile and assured, "Of course; we use eggs for cooking quite often, do we not?"
"I guess so," he replied sheepishly before piling a bit of everything onto a plate and setting it on the table. Another plate just as full as the first joined it on the table, which had a large pitcher full of orange juice in the center of it along with a pair of drinking glasses and a bowl of freshly picked apples.
Jaze took a seat and patted the one next to him, "Come on, let's eat before it gets cold."
The steaming food was tempting, and she could feel her stomach grumbling, but the unicorn looked around briefly and asked, "Where is Applejack?"
"She had to go home," he answered quickly as he picked up his fork, "said something about having to do damage control after the storm." The fork flashed out and scooped up a bit of fluffy egg. Almost before Trixie could see, the morsel disappeared into the human's mouth. A lopsided grin adorned his face as he swallowed and added, "I can see you're hungry, so eat up. We've got a good bit of work to do ourselves."
Growling emanated from her stomach and made the pony's face flush embarrassedly. She gave a nod and sat in the chair that had been pulled around to the same side as Jaze's. Her fork levitated in a field of light blue magic and begun bringing food to her mouth. The silver-eyed man next to her poured a glass of juice and set it next to her plate before getting himself one and taking a quick swig. She followed suit and let the tangy-sweet beverage wash down the food.
"Not bad," she commented, "but why did you go to this much trouble?"
A finger under her chin turned her head to the side and his lips pressed to hers in a tender kiss. He broke the connection and pulled back just a hair so he could give a soft smile and ask, "Do I need a reason to cook for one of the most kindest," His lips touched hers for a brief moment, "Smartest," Again he caressed her lovingly, "Most beautiful creatures I've ever met."
Bright crimson patches appeared under the fur on her cheeks at the praise. A foreleg slipped around his neck in a tight hug as she whispered back with a cautious grin, "Oh really, what are you trying to butter me up for?"
"Why must there be an ulterior motive for me to show my affections?" he fired back playfully as a single finger delicately traced the outline of her ear. He gave a boyish smirk and added, "And every word I said was true. Would you rather I lied to you?"
"No, you may continue to tell me how great I am."
The former soldier's tone was lightheartedly sarcastic, "Did I mention she's modest too?"
"She must be great, she snagged a good stallion." Trixie's hoof trailed along his jaw until it reached his chin, "He's sweet, caring, understanding, and thoughtful." Her eyes went to the almost forgotten food on the table, "And not a bad cook either."
"Oh, not bad." he teased, "So it's not good either."
"You were being honest; I assumed you wanted the same from me." She gave him a joking grin and added, "There's a lot about you I wouldn't change, but your cooking could use just a bit of work."
"Then you won't mind if I ate your share." Jaze grabbed her plate and acted like he was about to gulp down all the food. Before he could so much as touch his fork to the plate a magical field surrounded it and blocked all his attempts to breach it.
The azure mare gave a confident grin and spoke haughtily, "You are toying with a master magician youngling, learn your place."
"I guess that's lesson learned for me." He grinned and slid her plate back towards her, "But we need to eat up, or it will get cold and my cooking skill will be moot."
Trixie nodded and began to eat; enjoying the simple pleasure of having a meal cooked for her by someone she loved. She could feel him beside her, a comforting presence at her side. This was something she wouldn't have guessed she would have had even a year ago, back when she still traveled around in a wagon putting on shows for ponies of all ages. Regret washed over her for the years she had wasted.
They finished their meal in silence; a friendly, comforting silence that she wasn't too eager to break and neither, it seemed, was he. The only sound was the muted clink of metal on glass until both plates were clean, and after they had cleared the table and washed all the dishes the human led her into the living room.
Jaze lay down on the couch with one leg still on the ground and his back against the arm of the couch; the arm that was closest the back of the couch rose in an invitation. The young mare gladly took him on his offer and crawled under the arm and on top of him. His arm enfolded her and held her close while the other hand came up and began gently stroking her jaw. For the first time, she realized just how at home she felt.
A realization slowly dawned on the young mare. She looked around the small living room, her eyes passing multiple times over the human under her in spite of herself, and a small smile spread across her lips. Even with all the pain, despite the horrible things, here she was. Safe, happy, loved, and with more friends who loved her than she had ever dreamed. She had made it despite, no, because of all that had happened. This was her home now; every cruel joke, heckler, and setback she had dealt with as she had labored to make a name for herself as a traveling magician had led her here.
Trixie buried her face in Jaze's chest and wrapped her forelegs around his neck in a tight embrace. She could feel his heartbeat against her cheek, and the warmth of his skin against her fur set her at ease. Even the rise and fall of his chest from his slow breaths was comforting. The silver-maned pony turned her eyes up to his to whisper, "Thank you, for everything."
Confusion was etched on his face and he asked, "What do you mean, breakfast wasn't that hard."
The mare brought her head off his chest to get a better look at his face and saw his teasing smile. Her hoof struck his chest playfully as she berated jokingly, "That's not what I mean you fool, and you know it." She let her head fall back to his chest as she mumbled, "I meant thank you for everything, without you I could be…"
A finger to her lips silenced her, then traveled down to her chin and brought her head up again. His smile was still in place, though it had become less joking and more loving. Silver eyes practically sparkled as he said, "I think that you've got it wrong here, I should be thanking you."
"But…" She began before a quick shake of his head silenced her once more.
"Trixie, before I met you I couldn't find it in myself to care about anything." The silver pools took a haunted cast and seemed to look off into the distance. He fell silent as he looked back into his life, and for several minutes the only sound the young mare could hear was her love's soft breaths. When she felt like he wouldn't speak any more, he finally continued, "When Evelyn died, I did my best to shut down my emotions so I didn't have to accept it. I didn't want to believe that she died, maybe I couldn't. If I could ignore it, it'd be like it never happened."
A single tear rolled slowly down his cheek as his memories wrapped around him tightly, "When she died, I think I tried to as well. I didn't think I could live without her. Or I didn't want to, I'm not really sure." His arms tightened around her caringly, "But you and everyone else here helped drag me out of that. What I was doing was stagnating, you helped me heal. And for that, I thank you."
A hand went to the back of Trixie's head and cupped around her, pushing her down towards his chest. She allowed the hand to guide her and pressed her cheek back to the smooth flesh. She could see the trio of scars from the day they had first met. It amazed her once more that those small scars were the only trace of one of the most terrifying moments in her life, and yet another thing she had to thank him for. One hoof delicately traced the path of the scars as she thought about what he had said.
Her hoof paused as a thought struck her, and she quietly asked, "Jaze, what was she like?"
A warm smile graced the human's face as he brought up happier memories, "Evelyn was smart; maybe one of the smartest soldiers I knew and a brilliant tactician. She inspired people to follow her without hesitation, in part because she had such a friendly personality. She'd be the first to step in to stop an argument, and more often than not she'd defuse anyone's anger with her beautiful smile and easy manner."
Jaze's head tilted back against the couch and his eyes closed as more recollections came to the fore of his mind, "She was beautiful, and that made her all the more dangerous. Give all that to the most headstrong woman imaginable, and you'd have Evelyn. A better person and soldier I've yet to meet." Another tear rolled down his scarred cheek, "I miss her a lot; she'd have loved it here, where there's peace and people get along."
Trixie nodded knowingly, and she settled back against him. A sigh escaped the azure mare's lips as she nuzzled the scarred man's chest contentedly, "We should stay like this today; we have nowhere to go and nothing to do."
A grunt of laughter emanated from him that echoed along her cheek, and his voice was wishful as he answered, "If only if only, but I've got to get up on the roof and fix the damage from the storm. Don't want to risk letting the roof fall in.
She let out a frustrated groan into his chest, "Why did that foolish storm have to go and ruin what would have been a perfect day?"
"Because it wanted me to have to get off my rump and do something constructive."
Trixie's head rose up to glare dully at the ex-soldier until he suddenly went bright red with realization. His mouth flapped uselessly as he tried to find the words he needed, but as the seconds passed he only turned more crimson. Finally he managed to stammer, "T-that didn't come out quite right. Sounded a lot better in my head… I thought… I meant…"
The unicorn smirked and gave him a quick peck on the cheek, "I know what you meant, my little space man."
Relief flooded his face with her understanding, "Good, because I'm not entirely sure what I meant." He let a sigh escape his lips, "But I think it is time to get up and get moving. Who knows? We may be able to salvage your perfect day if I can get done quick enough."
XXX
In the bright sunlight of the late morning, Jaze was on the roof of the little house. Loud thuds from a hammer and nails sounded intermittently. Trixie could just see him from where she was on the ground. He had told her he needed no help and that there was only room for one on the roof. So she busied herself tending to the small garden near the front of their house.
As she used her magic to careful pluck out the weeds that managed to grow despite constant care, jealous thoughts began to stir in her mind. No matter what tricks she tried to distract herself, her mind turned time and again to the scarred man's words. She could see his face as he remembered the dead woman he had loved. Even though she knew the woman was gone, and despite his assurances, the magician couldn't help but rail against the other object of Jaze's affection.
She snarled as she viciously yanked another cluster of weeds from the rich soil; she couldn't stand that her love still had feelings for this woman. Even knowing she was dead did nothing to assuage the azure unicorn's distaste. Another weed felt her boiling rage as it was savagely torn from its earthen home, but she knew that taking her frustration out on helpless plants wasn't going to help.
Deep, violet pools turned to the man toiling on the roof of their house. As she watched him bend and work, her anger cooled and turned to sadness. Knowing that he loved someone else made the pony feel second-rate, even if his other love was well in his past. She felt like he wasn't hers, and that she couldn't reach out to every part of him.
Bitter tears of frustration and sadness threatened to spill out across her cheeks, and she turned away lest he see her watery eyes. She wanted to ignore her feelings and go back to the mindless task of pulling weeds, trying to lose herself in the repetitive, dull task; she tried to convince herself that he only cared for her, but his words still haunted her thoughts.
A blotch of red at the corner of her vision caught her eye and she looked to where their mailbox stood next to the dirt track leading to their little cottage. The little red flag was raised to indicate mail awaiting somepony's attention. She gave the garden a quick glance to make sure it was free of weeds before trotting over to the box and pulling it open. Inside was a single letter addressed to her in a neat, tiny calligraphy. Her magic carefully slit the top of the envelop, pulled out a single, hoof-written note, and she read:
Dearest Trixie,
After all the strenuous labor of yesterday, I believe another spa day is in order. Fluttershy will not be joining us again I'm afraid, as she needed to tend to her many creature friends still stirred up over last night's rouge storm. It would be just you and I giving us another chance to talk and share the latest news. If you wish to join me, meet me at Carousel Boutique at half past noon. We are going to receive the full treatment, and it is my treat. I do hope you will join me, as going alone is frightfully dull and everypony needs a good hooficure from time to time.
With love, your friend,
Rarity.
"Who's it from?" Jaze called from the roof. Instead of answering, the mare magically floated the letter into his hands and beckoned for him to read. Silver eyes darted across the page as he studied the words. When he had finished, he looked over top of the letter and smiled, "I think you should go."
"But why?" Trixie asked quickly, "You said that we needed to work around the house."
"Correction," he stated, and he jumped down from the roof. He grimaced a bit at the landing before walking over to her with a smile, "You look stressed, and tired. You could do with the relaxation, and you can't say it wouldn't be nice to spend time with a friend."
"But you are here, working, while I am out relaxing. That is not very fair to you." the mare argued.
Before she could continue, a strong hand gripped her chin and guided her into a tender kiss as he knelt to meet it. He broke the kiss and smiled at her, "I don't mind, and you need this. Get away for a bit while I fix the roof, have a good time and don't worry about me."
She thought of all that had transpired before nodding, "Maybe a trip to the spa is exactly what I need. It certainly couldn't hurt."
XXX
Carousel Boutique practically shined in the afternoon light as Trixie approached it. It was, as ever, a proud testament to its owner's diligence and attention to detail. Not a single thing seemed out of place on the building or its surroundings, even from the storm that had rocked the hamlet the previous night. The multicolored, pastel walls beckoned everypony to come into the dressmaker's shop, where a multitude of colorful, stylish garments could be found.
The azure magician gently pushed open the door and stepped into the brightly lit shop as a bell tolled to announce her presence. To her right was a dais surrounded by a trio of mirrors to show a pony's every angle. On her other side was a few curtained off areas for ponies to try on a new dress before purchase. The center of the floor held a few mannequins garbed in the latest spring fashions. Past the fitting rooms in the far corner was an arch way leading to a set of stairs.
From the stairs, a melodious voice called out, "Be down in just a moment dearie!" Trixie waited patiently for the owner of the shop to make her way downstairs.
While she waited, the azure pony perused the dresses on display; everything about each was just as carefully maintained and planned out as the Boutique itself, and each was a masterpiece of the craft. Many had gems of many different hues sewn into the fabric, a process the fashionista had created, then perfected on her own, and she had yet to share the secret with anypony.
The sound of hooves drew Trixie's attention back to the stairs, where Rarity finally stepped from the arch way. The white unicorn looked to the pony in her shop and let an ecstatic smile split her face, "Oh good, you decided to come!" Her eyes practically sparkled with enthusiasm as she continued, "Oh this will be just what we need after that dreadful storm and all the mud, er, work it made."
"I could certainly use the relaxation." the magician commented off-hoofedly.
"Good, and we shall be so relaxed they will have to pour us out of their spa." Rarity cooed happily. Her eyes were scrunched shut happily and there was a spring in her step that made her violet tresses bob, "Let's go, we shall need all the time we can get for a truly relaxing experience. I've already sent ahead to reserve our places, but we must hurry to meet the reservation."
The alabaster pony led the way towards the spa, chittering happily about the wonderful time they were sure to have, but her companion did not seem to share in quite as much eagerness. The silvery-maned unicorn wore a smile, but it failed to extend beyond the corners of her mouth. She gave half an ear to what the other was saying, nodding and commenting as necessary but her thoughts were still back on the couch of her little cottage.
Not even the beautiful day or her friend's company seemed to affect the azure mare as she stared off into the distance. With every second that passed she withdrew further from her surroundings until she could no longer see where she was going. Her thoughts were still almost entirely focused on what Jaze had said in such a causal manner. She scuffed a hoof against the dirt path as they walked. The fact that a dead woman was her competition filled the azure mare with helpless frustration; how could she hope to compete?
"Ah, we are here at last!" Rarity sighed happily, startling Trixie out of her thoughts.
The magician looked up to see the spa's doors open and a bright blue earth pony beckoned them in. The pair of unicorns entered the building and were soon swarmed by the talented spa owners. Before she could blink, they had been whisked away to be pampered as only a spa could provide. Everything passed in a blur for the azure mare, and she simply shut down her thoughts and let herself be led to each new bit of relaxing treatment.
Trixie only caught brief flashes of what was happening to her. The pounding of hooves on her back here, a file taken to her horn there, steam swirling around her from a sauna, sinking into a mud bath and soon getting rinsed off; she didn't care what was happening, as long as it helped keep her mind off everything that had happened.
Slowly the stress eased from the young mare's muscles as the spa ponies worked their special brand of hornless magic. It didn't take long for her to become a puddle of contentment and relaxation under their expert care, while her coat once more took on a soft, healthy sheen. Through it all, she listened to her friend chatter about anything and everything of interest to her; from the latest fashions from Canterlot, to when socks would go out of style, and everything in between. The magician stayed mostly quiet, adding her input when needed, but she was more than happy to just listen.
As their visit went on and the fashionista became more relaxed, her topics moved more into the realm of gossip. Speculation on who was dating whom, who had just had a breakup, who were just friends, and more came under the alabaster unicorn's scrutiny while Trixie tried to absorb the masses of rumors thrown at her.
When they were finally sitting in a hot tub for the final part of their treatment, the azure pony leaned her head back against the wall of the bath and blissfully closed her eyes. She suddenly realized that her companion had been silent for a while and hoped that the other unicorn had not been upset by her unresponsiveness. Seconds ticked by in silence as Trixie waited for her friend to continue speaking, but deafening quiet was all that reached her ears.
Finally, Rarity whispered, "Darling, what is wrong?"
Trixie was taken aback by the sudden question. She brought her head off its resting place to look at the mare across the pool from her. Royal blue eyes bored into her while their owner awaited a response. It took several moments of attempts before the azure mare was able to choke out, "N-nothing is wrong, I am just very tired. Yesterday was exhausting."
Rarity cocked an eyebrow at the magician, "I know just as well as you do that there is something wrong, and it will make you feel much better to let it out." When Trixie refused to answer, the alabaster unicorn crossed the tub to sit next to her friend and fix her with an incredulous stare, "Please, I can tell there is something troubling you. Tell me? Has something gone wrong between you and that pegasus stallion you were with?"
"Huh?" Trixie replied, before she remembered the lie she had fed her friend, "No… yes… er… maybe…"
"Oh I see, you were never dating a pegasus from outside of town at all." the fashionista stated matter-of-factly.
The young magician smiled, "Yes, that…" She winced and watched her friend's expression turn to one of smug satisfaction. Her face slowly turned to a grimace as she realized what she had said, and that she couldn't call the words back. The mare closed her mouth and turned bright crimson beneath her dark blue fur; she forced her mouth to stay quiet and avoid spilling anymore.
Rarity's smile spread, and she spoke in a teasingly hurt voice, "You don't trust me enough to tell me who you're really dating?" When Trixie shook her head and remained silent, the pure white pony grumbled, "If you don't tell me, I can't help you. Please tell me?" Her pleas fell on deaf ears, and she let a sigh escape her now-pouting lips, "Fine then I shall have to guess."
A single, well-groomed hoof tapped against alabaster lips as the fashionable pony thought. Her eyes turned toward the ceiling as she spoke, "Is it Bluegrass? Maybe you have been sweet on Big Macintosh? Or perhaps Fancy Pants? Or… OH!" she suddenly exclaimed, "Perhaps you have not been with a stallion at all! Is that it?"
"No, I've definitely been seeing a stallion." Trixie admitted, before she turned even redder, "Sort of."
"Sort of darling?" the fashionista replied confusedly, "Does that mean…" She gave a sharp intake of breath as realization hit her, "You've been dating a non-pony!" Trixie gave a brief nod and flicked her eyes away in embarrassment. Her friend waited patiently for the azure mare to elaborate, but when nothing was forth coming the white unicorn added, "Then I shall guess again. Is it a gryphon; that would explain why you said a pegasus?"
"No," the magician stammered, "he's not a gryphon."
"Then wh…" A look of horror crossed the dressmaker's face and she grabbed the other mare by the shoulders, "You're not with a diamond dog are you?" Her tone became worried and almost disgusted, "They're so crass, and, ugh…" She shuddered, "Filthy! Surely you could do better, but if you love him then I guess…"
"What? No!" Trixie exclaimed, cutting her friend off, "I would never!"
"Then whom? And what?"
The azure unicorn delicately bit her hoof as she looked into the dark blue pools regarding her worriedly. She had said that she didn't care if anypony knew about her and Jaze, but she didn't want to betray his trust. Then again, she thought to herself, he doesn't seem to mind my feelings as much, why should I be worried about hurting him? Despite her thoughts, she still worried about getting him upset. A sigh escaped her lips, and she seemed to deflate with the air leaving her body.
"Promise you will not tell anypony?" When Rarity gave an excited nod, Trixie sighed once more and said, "I've been living with him for a while now."
"But I thought you were living with Jaze darling?" The silver-maned unicorn gave a brief nod, causing her friend to stare in confusion for a moment. The fashionable mare gave a loud, excited, girlish squeal and asked in one breath, "You're dating Jaze?!"
The other mare's incredulous tone nearly made Trixie stop, but she swallowed past the lump in her throat and whispered harshly, "Yes, but would you please keep your voice down?"
Rarity's hooves clamped over her mouth with a touch of embarrassment, but all the while her eyes continued to sparkle with excitement. She took her hooves away for a moment to whisper "How long?"
The magician thought for a moment before answering, "A few months now."
Rarity gave a girlish giggle and stared at her friend with curious eyes, "And do you love him?"
The question, while not totally unexpected, caught the magician off guard. She nodded, unable to make words form past the lump in her throat. The alabaster mare's forelegs suddenly wrapped around her neck excitedly as a high-pitched squeal of happiness forced past the fashionista's lips. She held the azure pony out at legs-length and smiled broadly, "Then you've got something many ponies only dream of. I doubt you could've done much better."
That was the final straw for Trixie, and she burst into tears in the other's embrace, "But he loves someone else!"
Dark anger flashed across the beautiful pony's face, and her tone dropped into a hiss, "You mean he's just been toying with you? I need to give him a piece of my mind."
She tried to leave the tub, only to have a blue hoof halt her and a voice sob, "No, that is not it at all. H-he says h-he l-loves m-me. B-but he still l-loves a m-mare from b-before; he e-even p-planned to… to… m-marry her! But then she died, and now Jaze is with me, but he says he still loves her and I just don't know what to do!"
Trixie buried her face in the fur of her friend's shoulder, sobbing gently until she had exhausted her tears. A single hoof rubbed her back warmly and her friend whispered sweetly, "I highly doubt that he cares for her more than you. In fact, let me ask you this…" A white hoof pushed Trixie's chin up, "Do you still love the one's you lost?"
"O-of course!"
"And so does Jaze, you can't hope for him to stop. Besides," She offered a warm smile, "he couldn't love you if he stopped loving her so easily. It only shows that he gives everything of his heart to the one he loves, and you should be thankful he was honest."
The magician scrubbed at her tears with a hoof before admitting, "I know, but... I still feel like I'm second rate. And the timing couldn't be worse."
"Whatever do you mean darling?" Rarity asked, and Trixie laid out the whole story of what had happened that week, sobbing all the while. As her story went on, the proper pony's face reddened further and further until her face shone like a beacon. For a moment, the azure mare considered not revealing the time spent with Applejack, but in the end she bared it all and hoped her friend would not judge her too harshly.
When she finally stopped, Rarity merely looked at her and said, "Well, I can see why you would be confused, but I still believe you have nothing to fear." She gave a mischievous grin, "Though I am surprised that you would enjoy such an… interesting arrangement."
Trixie blushed, "It wasn't planned, and it's mostly due to the time."
"So would you take the opportunity if it arose again?"
Once more, the azure mare was caught off guard and stammered, "I think so, perhaps. It would have to be with somepony I trusted however."
"Hmm…" Rarity suddenly stood up and climbed from the tub, "I have something I need to go take care of. Stay here, relax, and try not to worry too much; it gives you wrinkles. But do come back by the shop later; I have something for you but I need a little while to get it prepared."
Trixie watched her friend dry and leave through the spa door. She wanted to call out, to have her friend stay. But she remained silent, and leaned back against the tub to try and organize her thoughts. The water was soothing; soon all thoughts left the young mare's mind as she did as she was told and relaxed. She knew she needed to leave, but for the moment she wanted nothing more than to bask in the warmth of the pool surrounding her.
She brought a hoof up and stared at it for a moment before whispering regretfully, "I hope that Jaze will not be mad when I tell him."
XXX
The trek back to her home had never felt so long as Trixie trotted down the path in the late afternoon sun. Even the beautiful day she was strolling through did little to take her mind off her swirling thoughts. Despite the kind words of her friend, she still felt that she wasn't good enough for Jaze if he still had feelings for somepony else. And on top of that, she now felt guilty for telling somepony about them behind his back. She hung her head in shame as she realized just how badly she had betrayed him in that regard. Her thoughts continued to wheel about in her mind as she tried to find some way to break the news to him.
A shadow on the ground caught her eye and brought her head up to see the house she shared with the human. Her heart sank as she realized she had to tell him the truth. But as she looked at the house, she saw no lights in the windows and Jaze was nowhere to be seen. She moved to the door and used a flick of magical power to open it and reveal the darkened living room. On the little coffee table sat a handwritten note:
Trix,
Had to go into town for a while to get some things to fix the roof, I left some food in the fridge for you in case you're home before me. See you very soon.
Frustration furrowed her brow as she realized that she would have to wait longer to tell her love of her betrayal. Magical energy crumpled up the note and threw it across the room. Anger began to well up again as she turned towards the door once more. If he wasn't around, she would just go see what Rarity needed. Perhaps if she were lucky, she'd run into him to give him a piece of her mind. She turned to leave, grinding her teeth angrily.
Her magic yanked open the door as she neared it, slamming it shut after she had passed through the portal into the bright daylight. Hooves kicking up small puffs of dust, she stomped back towards town with an angry grimace set firmly on her face. Tears of anger threatened to trail down her face, but she bit them back. Every passing second made her more frustrated and annoyed with the human.
Carousel Boutique loomed before her once more, dark as well save a few lights in the upper story and a single lighted window on the ground floor. Before she walked in, the young mare paused for a moment to calm herself. She took several deep breaths and pawed at the ground with a hoof while she waited out the storm of her anger. Finally calm enough that she wouldn't start screaming when she tried talking, she moved towards the establishment's door.
As she neared it, the door was sheathed in a magical energy; it opened from the inside and Rarity beckoned her in excitedly. The azure magician stepped through the door and watched it slowly swing shut behind her. The store's owner waved for her to follow towards a pedestal covered with a dusky blue cloth. Confusion showing on her face, the silvery-maned pony fell in step beside and behind the other.
"I am so very sorry I didn't get to show this to you earlier," Rarity's voice was a breathlessly excited whisper, she seemed barely able to contain herself as she continued, "but I've been so busy with spring's new line and so many orders that I just didn't have the time."
"What is it you have to show me?" Trixie asked quietly while curiosity grew in her.
"This!" the other whispered dramatically. She grabbed the cloth in her mouth and tugged.
Trixie gasped as the cloth fell away to reveal her most treasured possession that she had feared lost forever, her beloved hat. Despite being through the horrible smashing her cart had received, the purple felt looked no worse for wear. Tears filled her eyes as she looked to the white mare who had returned the missing keepsake, silently asking permission. She received and encouraging nod and saw the other's face breaking into a wide smile.
Magic surrounded the hat and lifted it off the ball stand that it had rested on. The teary-eyed unicorn turned the hat over and over, observing small areas that had been stitched back together. Apparently it had been just as badly ruined as her cart and had been painstakingly repaired and returned to how it had looked the day it had been made. Once more, the dress maker had proven her magic with a sewing needle.
Teary violet eyes turn to the other mare, who asked, "So? What do you think?"
Without a word, Trixie threw her forelegs around the other's alabaster shoulders and sobbed into her coat. She could feel the surprise in the fashionista's hoof as it gently rubbed her back. The surprised pony whispered, "I didn't know that hat meant so much to you."
"It was my m-mother's." explained the sobbing unicorn, "S-she gave it to me before she d-died. I thought i-it was g-g-g-gone!" She tightened her forelimbs around her friend and wailed, "What could I ever do to repay you?"
A beautiful smile spread across the mare's face, "That is not the point of a gift darling. I did it just to make you happy. Not for a promise of repayment."
"But there must be some way I can thank you for this." the unicorn insisted, "I feel horrible that you did so much work for me. Not to mention the expensive spa trips, I know those are horrible for a budget."
"And I just feel happy that you are so pleased." She brushed a bit of mane that had strayed across the other's face away as she smiled, "But if you really feel you must repay me…"
"What can I…?" Trixie trailed off as a pair of white-furred lips suddenly pressed to hers. Surprise filled her eyes as she stared at the blue-tinged lids of the other pony. She felt shocked at the other's sudden advance, but she did nothing to stop her friend from pulling her further into the caress. Her own eyes closed tightly while she slowly forced herself to relax.
Rarity broke the contact and held the silvery-maned pony's head between her hooves to keep their eyes locked together, "Now before you say anything, I realize that was very unladylike of me, but I would like you to hear me out. I don't want a relationship, merely one night of fun. But I want you to want this too, as it is only enjoyable that way."
The magician tried to open her mouth to speak, but a hoof against her lips silenced her, "Don't talk, if you want to, just follow me up to my room. I will take it from there."
Her instructions delivered, the alabaster mare turned and sauntered towards the staircase that led to her room. Her hips swayed enticingly and her tail offered very brief glimpses of the treat it kept hidden from all but the most deserving. As the pony reached the bottom step, she turned and gave a single, seductive wink before ascending.
Trixie felt her face flush hotly at the wink. Need coursed through her body and made her sweat in anticipation. As the realization of her friend's offer began to sink in, her mind began pouring images of what might be into her eyes. She stared after the other mare for several moments before she sighed and followed the other up the steps, her cheeks showing the hints of her thoughts in soft red spots.
A purple tail disappeared into a room down the short hall, and the azure unicorn followed it into the room beyond. Rarity lay on her large, canopied, four-poster bed with a look of genuine happiness at the other's presence. Her eyes flashed expectation as the magician approached, and she held out one delicate hoof to the other mare.
Trixie allowed herself to be pulled onto the bed, forced to her back by the other's advance. The white ponies caress made desire flare hotly in the magician's chest, and her heart fluttered with heady expectation. A silken tongue eagerly eased into her mouth as the ponies' passions ran wild. The fashionista ran a quick exploration of her friend's mouth before pressing down to the other's tongue. While one hoof continued to stroke her jaw, the magician felt the other fore-hoof trace lazy circles on her chest.
A leg forced its way between her legs and the top of a thigh grazed against her dampening marehood, causing her to gasp into the mouth still locked to hers. The mare atop her took the opportunity to bear down and deepen their kiss. She could feel the other's tongue reaching back to the edge of hers. After a few, quick, teasing flicks towards the back of her throat, the alabaster unicorn brought her tongue to the fore of the pinned mare's mouth, and pressed the tips of their wet tongues together.
Taking the hint, Trixie's tongue rose to entwine with her newfound lover's. The fashionable unicorn enticed the silvery-maned pony to slide her tongue past the other's lips to begin her own explorations. But before she could do more than slide into the other mare's mouth, Rarity pulled back until their lips were a hair's breadth apart and began to suck gently against the powerful muscle between her lips.
The azure mare's back arched, and she saw a wickedly playful smile curl the other's lips. As she rose towards her friend-turned-lover, the fashionista's body bore down while the hoof that had been stroking her jaw moved to the small of her back and pulled them even closer. The hoof that had been making small circles on her chest was now pinned between them, and she felt it being slowly dragged down the middle of her body. A deep, throaty moan escaped around her trapped tongue; her eyes closed as she gave in to the other mare completely.
The hoof between them finished its long journey and finally arrived at her soaked nether-lips. It teased the sticky folds for a brief moment, driving another groan from her throat. Rarity released the hold of her lips before moving down to give a sucking kiss to the side of the other pony's neck. The alabaster unicorn didn't stay at her friend's neck long before dragging her lips down towards the marehood under the gentle care of her hoof.
Trixie could feel the other's hot breath against her dampening sex. She waited with bated breath for what she knew was coming, but the other pony held off. Instead, the fashionista forced open the azure thighs for a better view. Having somepony stare at her most intimate areas made the magician squirm; a whimper escaped her lips as she silently begged for the other to get on with it.
A longing hum emanated from between her legs, and the dressmaker sighed, "You're so beautiful, everything about you is."
The azure mare's face flushed in a mixture of humility and passion, "T-thank yo-aaaaaah!" Her voice terminated in a brief scream of pleasure as her friend's lips gently grazed her outer folds.
Rarity took a moment to savor the taste before eagerly kissing the sweet marehood. Her tongue darted out for a brief moment every now and then to reach past the out folds and run along the inner walls of her friend's sex. The silvery-maned unicorn couldn't hold back a scream of passion; her thighs clamped around her friend's head and her body curled up as the unicorn between her legs continued her caress.
Face scrunched up in passion, the magician's hooves involuntarily went to the back of her friend's head and pushed. The fashionable pony's lips pursed around the small pleasure bud at the top of her friend's slit and started sucking lightly. Another scream rose from her throat, and Trixie's body went rigid with ecstasy. She could feel her orgasm approaching quickly now from the other's expert care, but she could no longer draw breath to warn her friend away.
But the dressmaker could feel her lover's approaching peak, for she backed away and purred lustfully, "Your movements, your eyes; even the sounds you make are beautiful." She planted a kiss on her lover's slit, running her tongue over the soft folds and keeping the magician near the edge.
The broad, powerful muscle dragging along her soft folds had the silvery-maned pony bucking her hips and grinding against the muzzle between her legs in an attempt reach her climax, but anytime she neared it the tongue was withdrawn and the other mare planted soft, sensual kisses along her inner thigh before quickly bringing her back to the brink and stopping again. All Trixie could do was whimper and hope that she would soon be given release.
After what felt like an eternity of pleasure that left Trixie completely unable to move, Rarity's mouth enveloped her burning sex and the fashionista's tongue worked deep into the spasming tunnel. A scream lifted from the magician's lips as her climax finally, gloriously hit. Her body quivered from the waves of bliss rolling through her, and she felt the other pony's tongue lapping up every drop of liquid passion as it poured from her, adding to her peak and making her body jerk uncontrollably. Her heart fluttered and her vision swam as she rode the high of her orgasm, short, high squeaks of passion escaping her lips each time a new wave of bliss rolled over her.
When her climax finally subsided, Trixie lay on the bed quivering in her after glow. She felt a weight settle next to her and a warm foreleg wrap around her shoulders. The embrace helped her calm down enough to look to her lover with a smile and whisper deviously, "Now it's your turn."
The azure mare rolled over on top of the flushed fashionista, pinning the white pony to the bed with her own form. Rarity's eyes sparkled with anticipation as their lips met in a tender kiss, and the magician's hips slowly began grinding into the other's. A moan escaped the dressmaker's lips, and she willingly spread her hind-legs to give her lover better access to her most intimate of areas. A playfully malicious grin touched the corners of the blue unicorn's lips, and she silently vowed to make her lover regret her teasing.
Her lips traveled up towards the polished white horn, and her tongue reached out to slowly lick the shaft from base to tip. The mare under her flinched from the gratifying feeling while the magician kept running her tongue across the mostly smooth shaft the powerful muscle following each grove of the sensitive horn. Rarity let out a passionate squeal when Trixie's lips wrapped around the tip of the white horn and slowly worked down towards its base while the azure mare's haunch teased up the alabaster pony's thigh.
Trixie could feel the heat of lust radiating from her lover and felt the fashionista writhe against the feelings assaulting her. The magician removed her mouth from her friend's horn before nuzzling her way down the white form towards an already soaked marehood practically begging for her attention. She steadfastly ignored the glistening lips of her lover's sex, and focused instead on kissing just above it while her fore-hooves gently massaged the other's soft rump.
Encouraged by her lover's moans, the azure unicorn's tongue traced slow circles around the other's dripping folds. She'd briefly run the broad muscle across the quivering lips of her friend's marehood before quickly darting away just as fast. Frustrated groans rose from her lover's lips as the mare realized what was happening.
A hoof to the back of Trixie's head attempted to force her mouth closer to the burning passion between the white mare's legs, but she refused and continued gently licking around the mound until her lover's head was tossing about in pleasured agony and her hips were gently bucking.
Finally the magician gave one slow, long lick; enjoying both the taste of her friend's lust and the coo of pleasure that accompanied it. Her tongue parted the lips of the violet-maned unicorn's marehood and slowly ran up to flick against the fashionista's stiff pearl. Wetness poured onto her muzzle from the beautiful mare's arousal, and the azure unicorn eagerly lapped up every drop before diving into the source to get more of the sweet fluid.
She could feel her friend edging closer to her peak, and she let her mouth glide up her friend's nether-lips to her pleasure bud. Clamping her lips around it, she began to gently run her tongue over it while a hoof came up to softly stroke Rarity's glistening slit. Every moan sounded like music to the magician as she worked to give her friend the best she could.
"Aaaaaaaaaaah," groaned the dressmaker, "yes! That feels so good, keep going." The melodic voice made Trixie's head swim with arousal, and she dutifully attacked the other mare's little nub harder. Her lips dropped down for moment so her tongue could swirl around the entrance to her friend's love tunnel before rising back up to lap at her pearl once more.
"Ooooooooooooh~" Rarity moaned shakily, her body quaking with excitement. As she spoke, her voice grew higher and more breathless, "I'm… I'm going to… don't stop; please don't stop… can't hold on anymore… Aaaaaaaaaaaaah yeeeeeeeeeeeessssssss!" Her scream came as she did; her hips rose into the air and her entire body shook from the powerful sensations rippling through it.
"That looks like fun." called an oddly calm voice. Trixie's eyes widened fearfully when the voice penetrated the haze of passion filling her mind, and she looked to the door apprehensively.
Leaning against the doorjamb, a smirk on his face, was Jaze. His smirk only seemed to grow as she stared at him with wide eyes. Confusion ruled her mind as she worked to think of some way to explain what he was seeing. She recoiled from her friend with a look of horror; her mouth worked furiously to make some noise, but nothing came out and she was left staring at her love with cheeks reddened by shame.
Rarity's breathing slowly settled down as the magician stared at her love standing in the doorway. It took a moment for her mind to stop reeling enough for her to stammer, "J-Jaze! I-I c-can ex-p-plain…"
"Oh?" asked the human sarcastically, though his voice seemed oddly devoid of anger, "This should be good, what've you got?"
The dressmaker's head rose from the pillows, and her voice was a purr as she teased, "Please don't lead her on like that; it's quite rude."
Trixie was more confused now then before, "Lead me on?"
Silver eyes sparkled with merriment as the ex-soldier pushed away from the door and sauntered across the room. He leaned down and placed a light kiss on the azure mare's lips that made her flush even more. She could feel his breath washing sensually over her ear as he whispered into it, "This was a plan of ours, Rarity and I."
"Wh-what?" Trixie squeaked in a mixture of embarrassment and relief. She looked from Jaze's smile, to that of the pony lying on the bed with her. It slowly dawned on her what had happened. She gave a fake glare to the other two before muttering, "You are both evil."
A grin split her love's lips, and he whispered, "I wasn't the one who went for it." He pulled back until they were nose to nose; his face was set in an amused look, and he asked, "Did you enjoy yourself?"
"Yes." she admitted ashamedly before adding, "But why would you…"
A hand went to her chest and gently, but firmly, pushed her over onto her back on the other side of her friend. The human settled atop her with a hand to either side of her head to hold himself up while his knees pressed tightly to the outside of her haunches. His lips were a scant inch from hers, almost touching, and he whispered softly, "Remember last night? This is my payback."
For a moment she was confused, until she suddenly remembered the night before; the way he had been bound, and his vow of revenge. Her eyes drank in his smile and the bright silver pools regarding her almost hungrily. His scent filled her nostrils; a combination of sweat, sun, and wind that was as intoxicating as aged wine. She could feel his breath blowing across her face in a tantalizing cascade.
She could feel the heat of passion stirring in her again, bringing a far different flush to her face than before. Every limb in her body felt weak from desire, and she could see the same desire flooding his eyes. Seeing his longing added to her own, making her already pounding heart flutter expectantly. She chewed on her lip for a moment before whispering, "I think like your form of pay…"
Her voice was lost as Jaze's mouth embraced hers sweetly. She felt the palm of his hand run up her flank over her cutie-mark, over her ribs, and finally settle against the curve of her jaw. He slowly let his weight rest against her and slid his free hand under her into the small of her back. She sighed softly against his lips as her body arced up to press into his; through his clothes radiated the heat of his body and need, but she wished that the obstructing cloth was gone.
A pair of white forelimbs went under the human's arms and wrapped around his chest tightly. Trixie felt as if reading the alabaster pony was reading her mind when she heard, "I feel that something isn't fair; you are still fully clothed." The fashionista tugged him onto his knees and purred, "Let's fix that, shall we?"
Delicate white hooves rolled down his ribs, slipped under his shirt, and slowly lifted the fabric up and over his head. Shivers ran down his body as the dark haired man obligingly held his arms above his head for the top to slide off, but Rarity held the shirt over his eyes to blind him, leaving only his mouth and nose exposed. Seeing her chance, Trixie lifted herself off the blankets and wrapped her forelegs around his neck.
She pressed her lips to his in a needy kiss while letting one hoof explore the muscles of his back. No matter how many times she felt it, she never tired of his form. Her eyelids sank drunkenly as she brought her hoof around to his chest to survey more of him. The feeling of his smooth, soft skin against her hoof sent chills of desire down her spine.
More shivers told her that he was enjoying her explorations. She suddenly felt his arms wrap around her, freeing both her hooves to continue roving his form. He fell and twisted so that his back was against the blankets with her breaking the kiss, pulling her with him to the bed; her chest was laying against his, while her hips and hind-legs rested on the bed. A hand dipped down her back and began massaging the small of her back, making her coo softly into his mouth.
Jaze's mind hummed pleasantly from the passionate embrace of the mare he loved. He saw and felt Rarity begin exploring his bared stomach with her smooth, cool hooves. Each touch sent small electric jolts racing through his body that added to his feeling of drunkenness. The fashionista's hooves slowly moved upwards to his chest and her lips slowly pressed into the taut flesh just above his navel accompanied by a sharp intake of breath from the silver-eyed man.
His back arched slightly from the soft, furred lips gently caressing his heated skin. The kiss he shared with his mare broke as his head fell back to the bed. Teasing hooves roamed over his chest for a moment before gliding back down his body to his hips. Trixie slid off him to one side as the alabaster unicorn worked her hooves under the dark gray pants and eased them down his legs, exposing his excitement to the cooler air.
Rarity stared at his manhood with a look of interest. She gently took it between her hooves and began lightly stroking along its smooth length. Her mouth pressed against the hot skin just above his member as her hooves continued their gentle strokes. The sensations made his head spin with bliss. The fashionable unicorn brought her eyes up to stare into his before taking her mouth away from his flesh.
The white pony's tongue eased out of her mouth and began teasing along the dark haired man's length. She slowly licked from the base of his hardness to the tip with her broad, powerful tongue held flat against him. Large sapphire pools bored into him provocatively as she opened her mouth wide to slowly engulf his shaft.
His body jerked involuntarily and he gave a soft grunt; she barely gave him time to draw breath before she began bobbing her head leisurely along his hot flesh. He couldn't stop a low groan from escaping his throat from the feelings of the heat of the mare's mouth eagerly taking his shaft. Her tongue gently teased the underside of his manhood as her mouth slowly worked along it. She pulled her pursed lips back up his rod, giving the tip a quick, sucking kiss and twirling her tongue around it before dropping back down to its base.
Trixie watched her friend taking the human into her mouth, and the magician's cheeks flushed with desire. She looked to her love and drank in the sight of his face tightened with ecstasy. Her hoof went to the opposite side of his face and ran along his jaw to chin; she forced his head to turn towards her and locked their lips in a passionate embrace.
A single blue leg went across his abdomen as her hoof dropped down to his neck. She pulled herself tight against his body and gently began grinding against the hard muscles of his form. The feeling of smooth skin against her blue fur had the azure unicorn sighing against his mouth, and she could feel dampness spreading in her nether regions from her arousal.
The human managed to turn his torso while his hips stayed flat; powerful arms trapped her and held her against his breast. She could feel his heart fluttering in his chest, and the heat of his body overwhelmed what little control she had left. Her moans filtered through their kiss as she began writhing more needfully against him.
The fashionista felt heat suffusing her body from her sensual act, and she could no longer deny herself the pleasure of the maleness under her care. She gave the man's arousal one last kiss before she climbed atop him, straddling his hips. His hard shaft lay flat against smooth skin as she slowly lowered herself until her marehood was pressed firmly against the underside of his sex.
Rarity watched the human's entire body tense from the contact, but Trixie's fore-hooves flew to his cheeks and kept him from turning away from her. The fashionista bit her lower lip to steady herself before slowly grinding her parted nether-lips against the hardness between them. Every throb and twitch of the maleness sent a new, hot surge of desire coursing through her veins; each stroke of her soft flesh against his hardness struck her little pearl and sent more carnal bliss racing through her in burning waves.
Trixie broke the embrace she shared with the human to stare at what her friend was doing. She could just see the tip of his sex, glistening wetly from the liquid love pouring onto it, peeking out from under the other unicorn. An idea struck the magician, and a grin split her lips as she turned her body around until her muzzle rested on the sweat-slicked flesh just above his groin while her hips were next to the human's head.
She opened her mouth and took in the tip of his shaft; her tongue ran over the supple skin as the man jumped against the sudden sensation. Salty fluid poured steadily from the human's member, and her tongue eagerly caught as much as she could. She could feel his flesh throbbing against her pursed lips. His back arched slightly and his entire body quaked from the storm of ecstasy, and the azure mare grinned as best she could around the obstruction in her mouth.
A pair of hands suddenly grabbed her waist and lifted her into the air. She let out a startled squeak before she was eased down onto the ex-soldier's chest with a leg to either side of his head. He wasted no time in placing his lips over her damp marehood with his tongue working deep inside her and his thumb gently massaging her stiff pleasure nub. Deep, guttural groans fell from her mouth as she collapsed into a pleasured heap against his heated flesh.
Rarity rose away from the stiff rod grinding against her just enough to squeeze a hoof between them and tease the tip up and press it to the opening of her marehood. She pushed down and took his entire length in one motion, crying out softly as the hard shaft spread her open and reached deep within her soaked tunnel. Her hooves went to the bed on either side of her partners for balance so she could adjust to being filled. After a moment, she began grinding her nether-lips against the hips of the human spearing her.
Jaze's mind reeled from the heat of the fashionista's marehood engulfing him. Her sex clamped tightly about his length and began milking him eagerly; he was already fit to burst. His tongue reached out into the azure mare's sweet flower almost on instinct to seek out more of the sweet nectar she produced while his thumb continued to stroke her little clit. His free hand rubbed along her cutie mark gently and pulled her hips down to give him a better angle.
When the alabaster mare slowly rose up his aroused member, he couldn't help but let his head fall back against the soft bed below him. A sharp breath accompanied her equally, agonizingly slow trip back down. Her warmth and tightness threatened to melt him, and he found trouble doing anything other than lying still and letting the mare treat him. Once more she rose and fell, more forcefully this time. Her actions continued getting faster and stronger, and he couldn't stop a short, soft cry every time he felt himself buried deep in her velvety depths.
A desperate moan escaped Trixie's lips, and Jaze felt a magical aura surround his head and hold his lips against the blue mare's soaked slit. His tongue eagerly began exploring her sticky folds and parting the petals of her sex to reach deeper into her clenching tunnel. He could taste the magician's climax approaching, and more of her ambrosia poured into his mouth the closer she got.
The silver-eyed man alternated sucking and digging his tongue into her warm wetness; the magician couldn't stop a scream as an orgasm shut down her mind. Her tunnel tightened on the tongue buried in it and more her sweet honey dripped from her sex to be eagerly lapped up. Each tender lick made the mare shudder powerfully until she became a shivering lump lying atop her lover. She let herself slide off the human and onto the bed to ride out the last waves of her climax.
Rarity continued pushing herself down on the man's hard member, her own peak near. And she could see the human nearing his end as well. His arms wrapped around her and pulled her tight against his chest as he began thrusting up to meet her hips. Every time they smashed together a small, soft, whimpering cry escaped the white unicorn's lips.
A quick shout of surprise burst from her lips as the dark-haired man suddenly rolled and laid her down on the mattress. He was now over her, his frame blotting out the light and casting her in shadow. Fingers trapped her ankles and brought them together; the man put her hind-legs on his shoulder before running his hands down over her flanks and to her hips. He took a firm grip, and began slowly thrusting into her willing marehood.
Mouth agape and face flushed, the white mare let out a short moan as her pleasure climbed even higher. His hand slowly traveled from one of her hips to her little bud and began gently stroking it. Her back arched from the dual pleasure, and soon she began forcing herself down onto the shaft spreading her nether-lips.
"Oh~" Rarity begged in a low groan, "Do it harder, faster!"
With no warning than a sudden tightening of the remaining hand on her hip, the human's pace quickly picked up and soon he was driving into her with as much power as he could manage. His hand was blur at her pearl from his now-vigorous stroking. Liquid love poured from the fashionista's sex and every thrust made her cry out happily. A pair of lips gently kissed the base of her neck, and she writhed against them and the blue unicorn now at her side.
Finally, she could stand no more of the intense pleasure raging through her body. The walls of the alabaster mare's sex clamped down on the invader even tighter than before and she shrieked as her climax hit. Her honey-pot convulsed about the flesh slamming into it and her violet curls bounced as she tossed her head in pleasure.
For Jaze, the sudden tightness of the velvety walls engulfing him finally overcame the last of his will. His thrusts became erratic and slow as his own orgasm slammed into him. A short cry of bliss escaped his mouth, and Rarity could feel his shaft twitch before pouring his hot seed deep inside her love-tunnel. Her marehood continued to quiver around his length; she could feel his maleness pulsing inside her, and each pulse was accompanied by another hot burst of his essence.
Exhausted, the ex-soldier lay down on the other side of Trixie; his arms wrapped about her waist and pulled her close. Pants filled the air as the three fatigued lovers tried to regain their breath. Rarity turned so she could snuggle close to the magician, and she felt the other's hooves began gently rubbing her heaving chest.
The fashionable pony could see the tiredness in her friends' eyes, and she panted softly, "You are both, more than welcome, to stay, for the night, and are welcome here anytime."
She received a quick nod and a soft grunt of thanks from the azure mare before her eyes closed. Quiet snores soon rose from the sleeping mare, and it was not long before Jaze had followed suit. The fashionista watched them sleep, and a small smile spread across her face. She nuzzled closer to the mare next to her and sighed contentedly before allowing her own tiredness to overtake her.
