WARNING: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS BORDERLINE CLOP  

Nothing worth blowing your loads over

The sun had risen and set four more times since the first of their meetings.  Inactivity reigned throughout said days, save for much contemplation from a certain light gray mare.  The words her partner had shared those four days ago had invaded the fortress of her mind and was attacking her subconscious.  It wasn't a good thing, nor was it a bad thing, not at all in fact.  At least, she didn't think it was a bad thing.  No, it wasn't.  Moondancer wanted Twinkleshine.  She wanted to love her, and to make love with her.

Discussion over the topic had been a contingency.  Not once had it been resurrected and stabilized in a mutual conversation.  Whether it be from embarrassment, whether it be from discomfort, or whether it be from a misconception, Moondancer did not know.  It was possible, but hopefully not the truth, that she had misheard her marefriend during the meeting.  What could have been an invitation to a courtship might as well be able to have been another thing.

Or so maybe not.  Her hearing could have still been loyal to her that day.  She knew this to be true.  She had heard what she thought was so.  And all throughout the four days she had been thinking, contemplating how to execute her needs.  Perhaps Twinkleshine will go for it?  Perhaps the two could be intimate tonight?  Moondancer will do all in her power to convince Twinkleshine.

She was like a gentle flower that swayed ever so slightly with the summer breeze.  Allowing the elemental winds to rock her back and forth.  Twinkleshine was gentle, calm, and fragile.  Moondancer would never think of the possibility of shattering her fragility.  The poor mare would be broken, and hard to repair.  Twinkleshine, however, despite common knowledge, was not ignorant.  She knew all the mischievous little dirty jokes her friends tell, as well as their mishaps and she can also pick up hints very quickly.   She might even know about the desires of Moondancer.  It was all possible, and it was all set in stone and forever immortalized in the confounds of Moondancer's mind.  She would think and worry about it when the time comes.  

Which just so peculiarly happened to be now.  For dinner was finished, and the leftovers either discarded or preserved.  Usually, Twinkleshine would settle in her room for some television or a movie.  The latter was chosen for the night.  Moondancer lay cuddled up to her partner, basking in her warmth and feeling every small move she makes from either breathing or the now and then stir.

It came all too suddenly, the change in scene.  They were quiet, comfortable, and contempt.  It was broken by this change.  The room was illuminated in light from the television screen, which itself displayed intimate actions.  Oh the irony.  Moondancer risked a glance to Twinkleshine, only to find her eyes locked with the actions displayed with a blank face.  

So the two watched, and not a sound was heard other than the moan or groan of the ponies acting out on the screen.  Neither risked a word to the other.  Moondancer being to afraid to, and Twinkleshine waiting to see if Moondancer would say anything.  She knew as well as the other that this day would soon come.  The light in the room faded to darkness.  The last flicker on the screen dulled to black.  Moondancer slowly turned her head, and saw Twinkleshine was looking back.

She took a deep breath.  How was she to go about this?  Just open out blurt it?  Or settle for a subtle way of exposing it?  Their eyes were locked by a metaphorical latch that seemed to not allow their heads to be turned, or their eyes for the matter.  The only light in the room was the luminescent moon that shone through the window.  Twinkleshine's coat and mane seemed to have a sort of iridescence in the lunar light.  

They don't know how long, nor did they seem to care.  Just staring into the others' eyes seemed contempt enough.  Even through the dim light of the moon, two large ovals of crimson on Twinkleshine's face drew the attention of Moondancer, who in return herself suffered a similar effect.

It happened slowly.  It took a few seconds for Moondancer to realize it, but slowly, she noticed Twinkleshine's head was getting closer to her.  Their lips met, soft and lovingly.  Moondancer wrapped around her lover's neck, pulling her in closer.  A sense of calm, soothing serenity passed through them as they locked lips.  It wasn't a heated lust, but more of a passionate, loving sensation.

Moondancer leaned forward in bed, and gently rolled over on top of Twinkleshine.  Their lips still locked together, enjoying every tiny feeling and basking in the passion that coursed through their blood.  Suddenly, Twinkleshine felt a sudden absence of a certain pair of lips on hers.  She opened her eyes to see soft maroon rings looking back at her.  

"Are you sure you're ready for this?"  Moondancer asked.  "It's ok if you're not, I don't mind."

She took a deep breath, "N-no.  I-I'm ok.  Just...really...nervous.  Her voice was just above inaudible.

"I don't want to make you uncomfortable, if you're too nervous--"  Her voice was cut off by Twinkleshine's lips gently pressed against hers.

As soon as they broke apart, Twinkleshine whispered into her ear.  "I can do this.  I want to do this.  For you, Moondancer."

Moondancer smiled lovingly.  She closed her eyes and dove in for another kiss, only to feel a hoof instead of soft, sweet lips.

"Wait wait!"  Twinkleshine said.  "Could you, um, give me a minute?"  The scarlet hue on her face began to redden even more as she lightly sqee'd.

"Oh, um, sure.  Take as much time as you need."  Moondancer rolled back over to her original position on the bed, letting Twinkleshine get up.  The white mare slowly backed out of the room while saying “I’ll just be a few seconds.”  Before hitting her rump against the door frame and yelping on surprise.  She nervously chuckled again, then made her leave.

In the kitchen is where she went.  There, using telekinesis, the door to a cabinet opened up.  From there, a bottle containing a dark brown liquid was pulled out, along with a small shot glass from a different cabinet.  Twinkleshine poured the whisky into the shot glass, then emptied the glass with a single swig.  

You can do this, Twinkleshine!  No more being nervous and timid!  Get in there and show her how much you love her!

She slammed the glass on the table and made her leave from the kitchen.  Looking back at the whisky over her shoulder, a thought came to mind.  

Maybe just one more.

Back inside the bedroom, Moondancer twiddled with her mane, anxiously awaiting her marefriend’s return.  Her mind ran a mile a minute.  Various thoughts and illusions of the future filled her head.  What would or what could happen.  Twinkleshine was so gentle and fragile; she didn’t want to hurt her.  It had to be slow and soft.

Twinkleshine came back into the bedroom, with a newfound determination, she immediately got into bed and embraced Moondancer in another passionate kiss.  This one was a little bit rough, and more stern that normal.  Moondancer enjoyed it, Twinkleshine was getting some confidence in her.  Once again, while still locking lips, Moondancer rolled back over on top of Twinkleshine.

“Wait wait!”  Twinkleshine said again.

“Yes?”

“Can, um, I, uh, be on top?”

Moondancer blinked.  “Um..o-ok.”  The two quickly repositioned themselves so that Twinkleshine was now on top of Moondancer.  They once again kissed for a long while.  Twinkleshine slowly kissed down her cheeks, then her neck.  While she was doing that, Moondancer lightly nibbled on her ear.  Twinkleshine was actually enjoying herself!  For days she kept worrying about how good or bad she would do.  She was afraid that her ignorance would make the situation more awkward.

Out of nowhere, a sharp, loud ‘Owww!’ sound was heard.  Twinkleshine gasped and looked down at Moondancer, who was rubbing her right eye.

“Oh my gosh!  Did I hurt you?!  I’m so sorry!”  Twinkleshine pleaded.

Moondancer continued to rub her eye for a few more seconds, “No, don’t worry about it, I’m fine.”  She smiled to reassure her.  “Let’s just skip the neck kissing.  Not that I don’t like it or anything!  Just…ya’ know.”  She not-so-subtly pointed to Twinkleshine’s horn.

“Oh..ok.”  Twinkleshine stared at Moondancer for a few seconds.  “Wh-what am I supposed to do?”  It pained her to ask it, but she really was clueless.

Moondancer chuckled, “Here, I’ll show you.”  She rolled back over so that Moondancer was now on top, the only bad thing was they rolled in the same direction every time.  Resulting in reaching the edge of the bed, and falling off with a thud.

“Oww.”  Moondancer said, “Ok, that was my fault.  Sorry.”  She helped her lover up from the floor and got back into bed.  Once again Moondancer being on top.  “Alright, let’s try this again.”  Twinkleshine nodded.  Kissing scene, take three; action!  Moondancer moved her hoof down Twinkleshine’s slim body slowly.  It stopped midway to draw little circles on her stomach.  She could feel Twinkleshine chuckling behind the kiss.  Her hoof continued its voyage, until its final destination came into sight.  Ever so slowly, Moondancer moved her hoof in until it made contact with—

SAY HELLO TO MY LITTLE FRIEND

The loud sound made both mares jump and yelp insurprise.  Twinkleshine hid herself under the covers, assuming somepony broke into their house.  Moondancer, on the deffensive, redied her horn.  A wave of relief washed over as there was no intruder in their home, but only the TV.  Somehow, one of them must have hit the on button by mistake.

Moondancer sighed and turned the TV off.  Looking to the alarm clock next to them, she noticed they'd been attempting for almost an hour.  Twinkleshine slid the covers off her head and looked to Moondancer, who graced her with a gentle smile.  "Why don't we pick this up tommorrow.  It's getting late, and all these...incedents...kinda killed the mood."

Twinkleshine felt her heart sink.  It was her fault, all of it, and she knew it.  Why was life so cruel!  One minute, you have the mare of your dreams with you in a loving relationship, then it's all screwed up by lowsy bedroom shinanigans.  She had to think of something to save her relationship!

"No wait!  I'll try harder!  Please!  I promise I won't mess it up this time!"

Moondancer patted her on the back, "Don't worry about it, Twinkle.  We can do it tomorrow, or whenever you feel comfortable."

Moondancer layed down on her side and tried to get some sleep.  However, that was stopped by the sounds of light sobbing.  She quickly turned over and sat up, rubbing Twinkleshines back.  "What's wrong Twinkle?"  She said sympaticly.

She sniffled, "I'm sorry that I'm so bad at this.  Please don't hate me!  I don't--"

"Woa woa woa!  Didn't I already tell you that I could never hate you no matter what?  Stop saying that Twinkle!  Do you really think I would break up with you over sex?  C'mon!  We have a bond that's stronger than anything I can think of.  Nothing will make me want to leave you.  I love you Twinkleshine."

Twinkleshine gasped.  Did Moondancer just say 'I love you'?!  Along with saying her full name?!  That was the most touching thing she ever did!  Twinkleshine turned to face Moondancer.  The gray mare quickly seized the oppurtunity and kissed Twinkleshine again.

"I love you too."  Twinkleshine said.

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