Author's Notes:

Contains: Antro, Fondling, Unfulfilled Emotional Expectations

Written by Ragabash

It was far from a new experience, but even now, there was a blush on Twilight's face, as she stared at the mare in front of her. Like every time before, the naked body of her beloved princess lay on the large bed, covered only by her white coat that doesn't manage to hide her most intimate parts. Twilight loved that sight and could never get used to it. Yet, a part of her also hated it and wanted to stop with the nights. Not that she could. Celestia would question it and it would be hard to explain without lying.

The white alicorn had a warm smile on her face, that would belie her naughty intention, if they weren't obvious. Twilight hated that even more. It was sincere and yet felt like a fake. It wasn't Celestia's fault, of course. She meant well, she just didn't know.

On the first night, Twilight had felt like the happiest mare in the world. She thought that her biggest wish was fulfilled. However, she quickly had to realize that this wasn't the case. She got a part of it, but the rest, the most important thing, was denied from her. By now, she was starting to get weary. It's not that she didn't want what she got. She simply wanted more.

Celestia beckoned her to come to her and obediently, Twilight climbed onto the bed and on top of her. Gently, the princess began to caress her body, the smile still on her face. The unicorn sighed at the skillful touch, as the hands roamed her body, over her back, waist and hips, rubbing the skin under her coat. She wished that she would keep doing that, at least for a while. But Celestia soon moved on and began to touch her breasts and butt. It was expected, that always happened, but Twilight still felt disappointed. She knew that they wanted different things, but something in her still hoped that she would reconsider.

It didn't got better when the princess moved her hand between her legs. As pleasurable her touch was, Twilight grew more and more tired of it. She knew that it was silly, it would feel the same either way, but it would have a different meaning, if only...

Twilight moaned softly, as the touch on her sweetest spot got more intense. And after a while, unusually long this time, she finally reached her climax. But it didn't mean much to her anymore. The bliss she felt grew weaker and weaker every time. After a short burst of pleasure, she barely even cared.

“Twilight, is something wrong?” Celestia asked, looking up at her, her smile replaced with an expression of worry.

“N-no, what makes you think that?” Twilight quickly replied.

“You are so unresponsive tonight. You were a bit like that before, but I wasn't thinking much of it. But now, it's worse than ever before. Are you bored with me?”

“No, I could never get enough of you!” The unicorn blushed a bit at her own words.

“Then what is with you? Are we doing it too often? Do you want to try something new?”

There was no use claiming that everything was fine. Celestia could see right through her. But should she really tell her what she wanted, what she felt?

Twilight looked down at the beautiful mare. The opportunity was good, at least. They were close and intimate and she wanted to know what she had on her mind. A better time might never come.

And even if things go awry, it was probably still better than the torture, these nights were gradually turning into.

Hesitating, Twilight collected herself. Even now, she need all her courage to say it. “Princess... Celestia, I... I'm in love with you!”

However she would react, the unicorn knew that with these words, she changed their relationship forever.