Chapter twenty

Twilight tosses and turns in her bed while she stays over in the Crystal castle. The events of the day are taking their toll on the young alicorn as the thoughts weigh heavy on her mind at the moment as the attempt to have a night with much needed friends and family to try and take her mind off things for a while dwindles away from her in this ever restless night.

Finding yet another changeling here in the empire is something that would shock any pony, but having one previously at your own house not too long ago is sure to throw them off just as well. Reliving the sight of the changeling fall down from her balcony and break its neck is enough for her to rise up from the bed holding herself up on her own fore hooves as she rubs her temple with one and feels a single cold bead of sweat drip down the nape of her neck.

“What I would do for a good night’s rest,” she mutters to herself, hearing a slight knock at the door seconds later.

“Twilight…” the distinct voice of Flash comes through as it plays like music to her ears, “…are you alright?”

Her mood instantly turns around as she uses her magic to slowly creek open the door for the guard, “Yes, I’m quite alright, just a rather eventful day that’s all,” she ushers him in to the room with a single hoof to guide him as the guard comes over and sits at the end of the bed.

“You sounded like you were in a fight with all the tossing and turning in your bed.”

“Just… a lot on my mind at the moment, that’s all,” she owes it up to. Resting a gentle hoof on his while they sit there, to her surprise the colt raises her hoof up to his lips and plants a gentle kiss on its edge. He looks back at the stunned princess’s expression that she wears right now after the gesture as the guard just smiles at her.

“If you need me, you know I’m never far off from you,” he responds before getting up and starts to pace towards the door. Only slightly hearing the little whimper that comes from the mare in the room as she starts to watch the colt go once more.

“Don’t go…” she whispers almost too low for him to even hear, “you can stay for a bit, if you want.”

Flash stops mid stride and turns back around to face her, and with heartfelt smile he returns to the bed with the princess as he takes his seat once more. Running his hoof slowly through her mane as she lowers her head to cover the blush. Even from that, the princess can feel some of her worries and fears leave her body with every stroke of her mane as he speaks ever so softly to her once more, “I will stay, only if you ask of me too?”

“…Of course,” she starts to say, gazing up in to his eyes, “…I…do,” with every word that leaves her lips both start to feel their hearts pounding faster and faster.

His breath escaping from his mouth and runs past her muzzle as it twitches slightly from the breeze. The essence of pure desire filling the space between them as Twilight feels a gentle hoof from her guard wrap around the back of her head and lightly pull her in even closer. Twi’s own wing doing the same as the feathered appendages seem to wrap up in his own. And with a slight push from both her wings in the right direction, the princess has laid the guard down on her bed, looking down in to Flash’s sweet eyes as they glisten in the dim light from the moon and stars peeking through the window to them.

“You don’t know how much I have wanted to do this, Flash,” she mutters.

“I can only imagine,” he brings a gentle hoof up under her chin, raising her muzzle even more towards his own so he can look at her in those violet eyes of hers, “…seeing as I have had the same desire for quite a while now.”

They are only a few centimeters away from one another at this point, the princess almost able to even taste him. When the heavy panting from Twilights breath… causes her to snap awake in an instant.

Sweat rolls down the base of her neck as she looks around the room, trying to see who else is in there with her. But she remains the only pony to keep her company for the night. The sadness of the situation is apparent when she realizes that all of this could have happened in real life if she just would go to him and spill everything, but all she experiences moments ago was nothing but a taunting dream of a depraved mare. He is literally right behind her in the next room after all.

She flops down in her bed at the situation going against her still and covers her head and frizzled hair up in the sheets, “It was all just a dream…” she starts to remember the details of it like a movie replaying in her mind, then Twi starts to recall when she saw Flash earlier that day out of the shower through the crack in the door.

The rather toned, strong frame that he was sporting. The powerful legs and wings of a colt that keeps up with his form. The way his mane and tail would drip down while wet. That alone would make any mare fall head over hooves for one such at him. Though on top of that, he is as sweet as honey and be as delicate as cloth, while at the same time as hard as nails, and that is what makes Twilight almost melt when around him.

Her own breathing starts to get heavier as she recalls the little details that makes him, him. Lighting up the same parts of her brain that it did when she saw it before in her dream, “…Now this isn’t a dream…” she reminds herself as the endorphins start to seep in to her blood stream, causing a tingle in her muscles in her hind legs while her fore hoof starts to inch its way down her chest like it has a mind of its own.

Even feeling that at this moment is making her heart almost jump out of her chest as the dam of desire and lust continues to fill up behind a steadily cracking wall, ‘is it wrong of me to do this right now? In my brothers own home, and with Flash mere feet from me,’ she asks herself, before throwing it all to the wind for a moment of peace to ease her mind, ‘that last part is what makes it all the harder not to do…’ she reaches her Marehood. If not to break open the dam, but at least release some of the pressure building up behind it ‘better this than kicking down his door and throwing myself at him,’ Twilight concludes before going along with it.

Easing the edge of her hoof in and around the folds, she feels the moisture already built up from the rather pleasant dream that just occurred running around the edges of her hoof as it starts to trickle out from the teasing she is doing even now to herself. Biting down on her lip to try and quell her slight moan that pushes to escape and alert the colt responsible, it has been far too long sense she has even done this. That only makes her extra sensitive though as she starts to rub to outer lips to prepare herself, nestling her hoof deeper inside of the warm embrace of her body as she uses her other free hoof to help push herself over on to her belly while keeping the occupied hoof firmly in place.

Thankful that the extra soft pillows make for a perfect gag, Twilight uses the one closest to her to bite down on. While pushing another under her stomach to at least make it feel like there is another pony. “Agh…mmph,” she whimpers and cries between the motions of getting deeper inside of herself and drawing out the hoof along the sensitive walls.

The blood rushes all along her body, pooling itself in her rump as it helps to deliver much needed heat to the area. The responsiveness that is building only starts to get higher as she thinks about him even more, feeding her own mind and drive. ‘I may not have thrown myself at him,’ she manages to think about between waves of endorphins nearly bucking every fiber of her being, ‘but by golly if he walked in right now I don’t think I’d ever let him leave this room until I’ve had my fill.’

Plunging deeper, Twilight scrapes against the top of her form, causing her to almost twitch while the nerves fire off one by one. It feels like her heart is ready to explode, and her mind catches a fire as it soaks in every little tease from the real thing. Luckily though the mare finds her release as she recalls the final moment of her dream that she wishes had only come true. The image of seeing his and her lips almost meet, inching ever so closer to one another and to a final…

“Mhmm!” Twilight almost smothers herself in the pillows embrace, letting out the lust in a single moan and jet of fluid trailing across her tingling hoof, just to get her through the night. Flipping over and resting her head back, she can feel the small puddle against her thigh, now staining the bed sheet below her from her own Marehood.

Eerily giggling to herself like the stricken mare she is, Twilight takes a blanket to cover it up for the moment so she can finally get some sleep. “I’ll have to speak to the maid about that one privately,” she tells herself out loud. That little rush tired her out enough to make her now want to sleep while her mind only tries to force it even more, “…it would be a little odd to have Cadance come in at some point and find that there… considering she would know all too well what went on in here.” the eye lids start to fall as she silently thanks the colt next store for that little relief if not for only the time being.

Author's Notes:

My apologies to those of you who look forward to me updating this story. Computer issues have to get fixed, and I can's use my computer while Microsoft does their thing. Plus, late holiday shopping to take care of, so they may not come as frequent... sorry