Author's Notes:

This chapter is sex.
Careful, lesbian, cute, loving. Sex none the less.

Excusing themselves was easy. Hugging Riot and getting out of the garage took a little time. A few bottles for the road and a slowly creeping sunrise accompanies them on their road home. The now familiar stroll through the eerily quiet suburban beauty. Twilight walks slow and holds Sunset's hand in a cramplike fashion. Everything and pretty much nothing grabs her attention, as if she is experiencing the world for the first time. The glow of the sun paints the sky in a myriad of colours. Just like when they ventured out to begin with, only in reverse as the day is being reborn, not withering away into darkness. It all feels like the ending of some old film. The two heroes facing the sunrise together. Only that this is not the end. It is just the next step on their eternal journey. Back to where it began. This time with a different thing in mind. They do not talk about what is to come but it hangs like a ball of lightning in the air. Electrifying them both, even if they step slowly.

Twilight is greatly entertained by just watching the world crawl by while Sunset is deeply lost in thought. Her jaw is tense and there is a slight blush playing on her cheeks. She is thinking about how this entire scenario will unfold. She will have to take a bit of command, definitely something that excites her. With that thought fresh in mind, she does what she can to walk a little faster. Twilight does not protest.

Familiar streets. No time, want or need to stop and look around. Slow steps soon become a brisk trot. Twilight giggles softly as she finally notices the look on Sunset's face. The reality of the situation hits her along with another giggle. Sunset is just as eager to taste her as she was before. They have gone from extremely public to semi-public and now heading for private. Doesn't it usually go the other way around?
Then again, who cares?

Before she knows it, Twilight finds herself behind a few doors. She looks around the room while Sunset locks them in. Their own little world with a literal rather than mental gate this time. Sunset sets the ciders down next to the empty ones they left earlier. A fleeting thought of how the entire night developed nicely from just attempting to re-fill her tiny stash of mind-altering substances. What a fine twist.

Twilight sits down on the bed and looks to Sunset with a much less intense look in her eyes. Nervousness has set in, something Sunset predicted. She isn't exactly cool-headed and ready herself but all things considered, this is as good as it is ever going to get. Twilight swallows hard but puts on a sunny smile as Sunset sits down next to her. With no indication at all that Twilight is about to start anything, Sunset puts herself in charge, as planned. She reaches out with fairly steady hands and loosens the first button of Twilight's blouse. Her every movement a mile wide, her every breath arctic chill and hellfire at the same time. All things they have shared with each other up to this point suddenly feels like it didn't happen at all. Sunset has to focus like a pin-point laser to get the next button. Twilight sits like a statue, she barely dares to breathe.

Did they not just unapologetically make out in a room full of people? That now seems ancient history. This little moment in time is so charged that it could fuel a solar system. Twilight watches Sunset's surprisingly accurate digits take on their next obstacle. Another gatekeeper on the quest to open her blouse. Sure, they have both dressed and undressed others before for different reasons but not like this. Never like this. The anticipation is almost smothering them both. Neither one of them ever expected to be thrillingly uncomfortable just undressing around another girl. The thought has been brewing in Twilight's head for quite some time. It is not until Sunset has deftly undone all her buttons that she reaches out for something herself. Sunset's shirt. It is not buttoned up so Twilight thoughtfully manages to caress it off her shoulders. Sunset happily lets her remove her outer layer of clothing while shivering in delight. She soon answers by giving Twilight's blouse the same treatment. The purple girl's hands fly up over her chest in some sort of automatic reaction. She covers her small cleavage for a few seconds before seemingly processing the thought and slowly letting her hands drop.

Sunset smiles gently for her and quickly pulls her own t-shirt up over her head. They look at each other for a moment. This is not the first time they have seen each other in underwear but it is definitely a thing that does not happen all too often. Twilight is wearing a simple white bra that pretty much forces attention in contrast to her purple skin. Sunset is wearing something a little racier, black with a sharp, angular pattern. Also very much in contrast to her light-coloured skin. The two girls take in each other’s visage in silence for some time. Twilight fidgets with the hem of her skirt but does nothing. Sunset decides it is her turn to lose a piece of clothing first. She kicks off her shoes and begins tugging at her socks. She does not get far before she is interrupted. Twilight's soft, slender arms wrap around her from behind and extremely pleasant skin-on-skin warmth spreads over her back.

"Sunset... I'm nervous..."

The whispered voice of her purple angel echoes in Sunset's brain. Of course she is nervous. They are both nervous. She has to do something, she has to command the situation. The idea that strikes her is annoyingly simple.
She turns in Twilight's embrace and more or less lets herself fall onto her and the bed. Just barely keeping herself up, her face hovers over Twilight's for a second before she goes in for a sloppy, needy kiss.

They both have a moment of something that feels like they both re-discovered and re-invented the art of kissing. A dance of tongues so toe-curlingly amazing they both forget to be nervous. At least for the moment.

When the kiss ends, they are both heaving for breath. Sunset does her best to stabilize herself while placing a soft string of kisses down Twilight's neck. She hesitates as she runs out of neck to kiss. She cannot falter. She has an idea that she needs to follow. Be in charge. Of herself and Twilight alike. She takes a deep breath of Twilight's scent before going lower, kissing the top of her chest while grasping for her skirt.
It is a bit of a finicky position but she manages to coax Twilight's skirt down her legs. Never stopping with pressing her lips again and again against the alluring softness that is Twilight's medium-sized bust. This is met by a breathy giggle, if due to tickling or perhaps the absurdity of the position, Sunset does not know. Perhaps a bit of both.
After quite some time of enjoying Twilight’s breasts, Sunset carries on downward. She means to remove the skirt from around Twilight's legs as well as get rid of her own jeans. She kisses her way down Twilight's flat stomach and notices the purple girl falling more and more into panic.

Sunset defuses the situation by blowing raspberries into Twilight's bellybutton, making her laugh violently for a few seconds. Sunset takes the chance to stand up and peel her jeans off and toss them into a pile on the floor. Getting rid of the obstacle, it is easy for her to turn her attention back to Twilight. Approaching her slowly, she reaches behind her back and with practiced ease, undoes the clasp of her own bra. As she weighs down on the bed again, she simply lets the small piece of clothing slide off her arms before she tosses it aside.

Twilight is watching with a certain fascination. She never saw another girl in this way before. Sure, she knew long ago that she thought Sunset was pretty. In the same thought, more of her friends are just that, pretty. Not like Sunset. The sexual lust lies like a thick fog in the room. Sunset makes her feel like she is burning inside. Making her tingle all over. She has most certainly made her panties damp with excitement. Whatever all these feelings are, she is absolutely certain that none of it is wrong.

Sunset draws close yet again. Twilight's eyes flicker from her breasts to her lips. Both look so very inviting. She has a brief moment of doubt, is Sunset looking at her the same way?
Of course she is. Just because her breasts are a bit smaller and she isn't as good with putting on a sensual face doesn't mean Sunset wants her any less. She has made that extremely clear.
Sunset notices Twilight's discomfort and leans in close to give her a little peck on the cheek before speaking in a hushed voice.

"There is nothing to worry about, Twilight. No scary body-parts you haven't seen before."

Twilight's momentary gloom was already fading but with Sunset's words it washes away instantly. Even makes her hold back a bit of a giggle.

"So how do we..."

Twilight interrupts herself by biting her finger and blushing rather furiously. She knows what she is about to speak of. It is difficult. She cannot find the words. The mental blockage is too strong even for a drunk and stoned mind to crash through.
Sunset caresses her face lovingly and keeps the same hushed tone as before.

"Whatever feels good. Here, let me..."

She runs her other hand up and down Twilight's thigh for a moment while petting her face. Letting her get used to her slender fingers being places they usually do not go. She means to get a whole lot more intimate very soon.
Twilight tenses up, then slowly relaxes as Sunset touches her skin. Pressing her fingers into her inner thigh, very slowly, very carefully stroking closer and closer to her hidden womanhood. Twilight is visibly quivering now but her expression is one of pleasure. Uncertain but intrigued. She breathes in and out quickly but suddenly stops and holds her breath. Sunset is touching her private parts. A light rubbing against her sex, still hidden under slightly moist cloth. Twilight feels her body ache and brain burn. Whatever nervousness was left may still be bubbling under the surface but for all other thoughts and functions, she is absolutely ready for more. She lets out a whimpering little moan and Sunset takes it as encouragement. She lets her nimble guitar-player's fingers work a bit harder against Twilight's increasingly slick womanhood.
Twilight tenses up again, this time giving an audible moan. She looks to Sunset with a dreamy gaze, then reaches out with both arms to pull her in. She is in need of another one of those sloppy, greedy kisses.
Sunset guides Twilight into a new position. They both lay half-and-half on their sides. They are a wild tangle of arms and legs while Twilight has her head cocked up over her shoulder to be able to keep the long, passionate kiss going. Sunset is getting bolder and more intense by the second. Touching Twilight's body is the most satisfying thing she has ever done. One hand between the purple girl’s legs and one hovering around her chest. She caresses her curves and very soon starts picking at the clasp of Twilight's bra.
Slow undressing, just what she wanted. Getting to pick clothes off Twilight has her all kinds of worked up. She fairly easily gets rid of the piece of simple white underwear that is stopping her from getting long sought-after handfuls of Twilight's breasts. After pulling off the bra, Sunset quickly cups one of her hands over a perky, purple breast. She instantly finds that Twilight's arousal has her nipples stiff. Adorable little nubs stand on high salute. Sunset gently flicks a finger over the round shape only to have the stiff nipple give way with an indescribably satisfying softness. Never before has she been so intrigued by breasts. Her own may be bigger but they definitely pale in comparison to the enjoyment she is getting out of squeezing Twilight's.

Twilight pulls away from their continuous kissing to take a deep, ragged breath. She winces, moans and pants. She seems to really be getting into the right mood bodily to accompany what is becoming clearer and clearer in her head. Masturbation without doing it herself. So not masturbation... Sex...?
She is having sex with Sunset Shimmer. The realisation hits her not only late but with tremendous force. A delighted panic on her face, she quickly goes for another kiss while laying her hands on Sunset's. She tugs at the hand on her clothed womanhood to pull it up, only to let it slide back, accompanied by her own under the hem of her panties. She hears Sunset gasp as she touches her wet heat. Her fingers quickly becoming slick as she rubs with both intensity and skill. Twilight moans and moans again as Sunset gives her the treatment she usually gives herself. Sunset manages to slide into a comfortable position behind Twilight and her busy hands fly where they can. Without kissing, they are both left to moans and heavy panting.

Sunset thoroughly enjoys the unbridled access she has to Twilight's body. It gives her pleasure just being able to make the purple girl squirm in delight at her touch. Of course, she will want Twilight to touch her too but that is a project for later. Right now, she is getting off just attempting to push Twilight over an edge or two. Something that seems to be going rather well.

Sunset's fingers dip into Twilight's womanhood again and again. Different intervals, stroking all the good spots she knows herself to enjoy and her clit all the attention she would want herself. In response, Twilight tenses, wiggles and moans without any restraints. She may have explored her own body well enough but the touch of another, someone that means so much to her, makes her mind spin and body follow closely. She overheating, sweating and flushed all over. She has probably reached her first orgasm already. She does not know.

"Sunset... I... I..."

She tries to speak. Something nearly impossible without cutting herself off. She does not even really know what words she was attempting. Words are replaced by a loud moan instead. Sunset responds, not by slowing down but by getting more intense for a moment. Twilight literally vibrates against Sunset as fingers pump in and out of her. Twilight twists and turns, attempting to grab onto Sunset while staying in her grip. Twilight breathes in and out rapidly for quite some time while Sunset finally slows down. Twilight rolls her hips and presses her tight behind up against Sunset while finally getting the chance to breathe. A long moment of them just catching their breath together ends when Twilight finally manages to collect some words enough to make sense.

"I've never felt anything like that... So much... So hot..."

She shuffles about enough to be able to look at Sunset's face. Deep purple sparkling eyes just digging their way into the fire-maned girl's soul. Sunset raises a hand and picks a stray strand of hair out of Twilight's face before leaning in to kiss her. No words come to mind. She could do this for the rest of the morning but something tells her she just exhausted Twilight to the brink of sleep. They smooch back and forth for a while, much like their initial kisses, soft and careful. A lazy embrace. Slow blinking. It would not at all be difficult to fall asleep like this. Warm and glowing in the aftermath of their lovemaking. The party of the century slowly settling down in their minds. At this point, it was never an end but just another bridge to a new beginning.

Twilight breathes in deep through her nose, getting all the scents from their recent activity. She closes her eyes while running her fingers down Sunset's body.

"I'm in heaven..."

Twilight opens her eyes to find Sunset giving her a meaningful, appraising look. A subtle little smile playing on her lips.

"I am too... You, uh... You are my heaven."

Sunset looks a bit unsure after mumbling the words but Twilight's expression instantly calms her. They share a look that needs no further words and just tangle themselves into each other again. The room falls into silence, the only sounds are the waking world outside the window. The orange and purple girls lay still, closely embraced, with thoughts and dreams soaring far off in the dawning sky.

Two souls have found each other through means unlikely. The journey will forever be enshrined in their memories. Whatever happens next will have a brighter sheen.

Nothing but peace and pleasant dreams.