Elements of Love ----------------------------------------------------------By Cinnamon Swift

“Are you quite alright, darling?” Rarity asked, her voice sounding amazingly faint to Twilight’s ears. It took her a moment to remember where she was, and more importantly, why she was soaked and tied to a bed.

“I’m okay,” Twilight forced herself to say, each word punctuated with little pants. She had never experienced such an intense orgasm, not even with her dearest stallions. “Just, surprised, is all.”

“That’s quite understandable,” Rarity said, and as Twilight turned to face the mare, she could see Rarity’s grin was a bit crooked. “But, uh, if it’s all the same to do, my sweet, I’m quite…”

It was a testament to the situation that it took Twilight a moment to realize the mare wasn’t exactly satisfied, given that she hadn’t, in fact, been satisfied yet.

“Oh, of course, Rarity. Untie me please.”

It took them several minutes to switch positions, with Rarity being tied to the bed. Truthfully, it didn’t do nearly as much for Twilight as it seemed to do the other unicorn—oh, she enjoyed how exposed Rarity was, her lips glistening in the soft candles set up around the room, the way her teats stood hard and exposed against her belly… but she much preferred it, Twilight suspected, if everypony involved was participating.

Still, it was a two-way street.

Tentatively, Twilight picked up the crop with her magic and gave it a few experimental whips through the air.

“Oh no!” Rarity said, causing Twilight to pause. “Don’t, please! My fur’s too thin and I’d simply die of embarrassment if I was walking around town with red marks all over my butt!”

Twilight stared at Rarity for a moment. “Okay, I’m not sure if you’re playing in character or not.”

“I’m serious,” Rarity shook her head. “I learned that lesson back in high school! But don’t worry, Twilight, my dear, I’ve got plenty of toys.”

“Uh, okay.” Twilight trotted over to the chest Rarity had shown her earlier in the evening. Or tried to. She certainly wished Rarity had told her before whipping her ass about the side-effects, although she probably should have guessed. The chest was filled with all manner of objects, several of which seemed to be more medieval than the next.

“Oh goodness, you poor thing,” Rarity said with a laugh. “You should see your face, m’dear! You don’t have to use anything if you don’t want to…”

But how…? Twilight thought to herself helpless, before her eyes alit on one of the candles around the room, and vaguely she remembered something.

Carefully she lifted the candle off it’s holder and hovered it over to Rarity, where she titled it ever so slightly…

“Ah! Oh!” Rarity withered as the hot wax fell on her belly—Twilight adjusted her aim until the globs were falling on the truly sensitive areas of her lover’s body.

As Rarity squirmed and moaned, Twilight began to see the appeal, but she couldn’t help but feel like she was missing something too.

After a pause, Twilight lowered her muzzle between Rarity’s stretched out legs, first nibbling the delicate eye of Rarity’s soft, damp flower, before moving a bit lower—all the while drizzling candle wax over the rest of the white mare’s barrel. Rarity bit back a groan and

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Author's Notes:

I strongly suspect this might be a very bad idea to do in real life.