Candles burned inside Rarity’s royal chambers. At least, that’s what they looked like to Fluttershy, who had never seen Rarity’s bedroom look more regal. The room was dim in the candlelight, but adorned with rose petals and a majestic purple on the walls. But that was nothing compared to Rarity’s bed. She had transformed it into a four-poster with silk curtains surrounding the bed and red satin sheets.

        Fluttershy suddenly gasped as a white hoof touched her shoulder gently. She turned to see Rarity giving her a lascivious stare with her eyelids drooped. She had let her mane down, trading the signature curl she carefully wore during the day for a simple, straightened length of hair that was sultry in its simplicity. It was as if Fluttershy was looking at a side of Rarity the world rarely saw, an alabaster mare in her most comfortable and, indeed, most divine state.

        Rarity caught herself in a giggle and gave Fluttershy a soft smile. She leaned towards Fluttershy and gave her a soft kiss on the lips, brushing against her mouth ever so slightly, lingering for just a moment before pulling away.

        “Are you ready for this?” she asked, her face thinly veiling a twinge of fear. Fluttershy felt her cheeks flush as she gazed into the beautiful blue eyes of her long-time marefriend.

        “About as ready as I’ll ever be,” Fluttershy said, swallowing nervously and giggling a bit. She tried to give Rarity a sultry stare, but Rarity held back a snort.

        “I appreciate the effort,” she said, “but you don’t have to try to make yourself seductive. You’re alluring just the way you are.”

        “Oh, I am?” Fluttershy asked. Rarity stepped closer and gave her another kiss, a bit firmer and a bit longer than the first.

        “Absolutely. Why else would I have invited you to my bedroom? I’m not here to tease you or play games. I have been wanting this for a long time.”

        “I feel the same way,” Fluttershy muttered, but her eyes shifted to the carpeted floor.

        “What’s the matter, darling?” Rarity asked, able to gauge Fluttershy’s discomfort at the sight of her fidgeting and her pink cheeks. “I understand if you’re nervous. I’m also eager with anticipation, but there’s a bit of me that is unsure of what will come.”

        “Rarity, it’s not that I don’t want to do this. I’ve been waiting for a long time, too, but I guess there’s a part of me that feels scared.”

        “That’s perfectly understandable,” Rarity said, “especially for your first time.”

        “And that’s another thing,” Fluttershy added, reminded of another qualm of hers by Rarity’s words. “You’re more experienced with this kind of thing than I am. I just want to make sure I can...measure up.”

        “Oh, darling, there’s no need to fret about that,” Rarity said, lifting Fluttershy’s chin so she could look into her eyes. “I have no expectations about tonight. We’re going to take it nice and slow, get ourselves comfortable before we frolic beneath the sheets. I’m sure you’re going to be wonderful, because I love you so much.”

        “I love you, too, Rarity,” Fluttershy said, with a serious gaze in her eye. Rarity smiled and stole a kiss from her, catching her off guard and making her blush again.

        “If you wish, I’ll take the lead here,” Rarity said. “All you have to do is follow along. I promise I won’t leave you behind.”

        Fluttershy nodded and shivered with giddiness. “I still can’t believe this is happening.”

        “I completely agree. Yet here we are.”

        Rarity turned away and crawled onto her bed. She laid on her side, facing Fluttershy and rubbing the sheets, enticing her to join her. Fluttershy smiled and climbed into bed next to Rarity. Rarity pulled her in close, their chests making contact and their hind legs intertwined. Rarity brushed Fluttershy’s mane behind her ear so she could gaze into her lovely sky-colored eyes.

        She quickly closed the gap between their lips and planted a hot, wet kiss on Fluttershy’s mouth. She wrapped her hoof around Fluttershy’s head and pulled her in closer. Fluttershy felt herself melt as Rarity’s soft lips pressed against hers, and in her eagerness her tongue toyed with Rarity’s lips. Rarity welcome it into her mouth and played with it with her own tongue.

        Rarity rubbed Fluttershy’s foreleg and stroked her side before lightly brushing against Fluttershy’s wing. Fluttershy shuddered but responded eagerly by wrapping her legs around Rarity’s waist. Rarity was caught off guard by the sudden movement and her stomach was churning, but she rubbed Fluttershy’s wing vigorously. She pulled free from Fluttershy’s lips and planted hot kisses on her neck, now pressing her hooves against Fluttershy’s chest.

        She experimented with a little nip, and Fluttershy cooed, so Rarity gave her a few more bites that made her quiver. The anticipation was eating her alive, and she wanted so badly to spread Fluttershy’s hind legs open and delve into her folds with her tongue. But she knew she had to be patient; Fluttershy was as delicate as a flower, and needed to be treated with care so that her petals wouldn’t blow away in the wind.

        Where did that analogy come from? Rarity wondered, but she figured that the rose petals had something to do with that line of thinking. She then mentally kicked herself for losing focus and resumed her delicate foreplay by pressing her lips against Fluttershy’s chest. Her hoof rubbed Fluttershy’s cutie mark, which made Fluttershy gasp and start to giggle.

        “Ticklish?” Rarity asked between kisses.

        “A little,” Fluttershy whispered with another giggle. “But that doesn’t mean you have to stop.”

        “Well, then,” Rarity responded. She suddenly pulled Fluttershy’s hind leg up and stared down at her luscious pink petals, which were already dripping with her sweet nectar.

        Come now, Rarity, enough with the floral metaphors! But there was no helping her from making one last analogy before swooping in for the kill.

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