Ponyville Nights

by Cirrus Sky

First published 21st of July, 2012

When darkness falls and the moon rises more intimate things happen.

Because the night belongs to lovers.
Because sometimes I write and things get mature

Companion to Ponyville Days, while it is not vital to read it to read this more depth and backstory is provided there. This is simply a place to put all the interludes and extras that would up the rating if left in the main body of the story.

Trust sits between Chapters 7 and 8

Third Date belongs within Chapter 10

Trust

The two lay together with a light breeze and the brush of moonlight in place of a blanket. Cheerielee glanced down the ivory curves of her lover and sighed. Once again the afterglow was ruined by lingering doubts. Caressing the smooth back beside her drew out a contented sigh, a wakeful one as she’d hoped. Blue eyes looked up into her own, a loving sincere smile played across perfect lips. “Rarity, what are we?” Cheerielee’s question was timid but tinted with hope.

“Basking in the afterglow darling.”

“No, really, our relationship. It isn’t stolen trysts and secretive kisses. We went to a party together. We were a couple in front of your friends.” Her voice rose with held tears and worries. Rarity held her lover closer.

“Darling, you are my dearest one. Of course I would allow my friends to know my joy.” She lifted herself up and placed her head amongst the pale pink tresses that covered the pillow. “I love you with all my heart and I only have all my heart to give.”
Cheerielee turned to face Rarity, enough play in her hair to allow such a movement. “You mean that, don’t you, but I always worry... I worry you’ll go flying off to some stellar heights and leave me behind. I hate myself for that.”

“I would never leave you behind. You are my rock ‘Lee, my anchor in a storm, you keep me grounded.” Rarity snuggled closer and rested her forehead against Cheerielee’s. “At one time I thought it would never be possible to meet any other such person.”

“Any other... Who?” There was curiosity not hurt in her love’s voice now. She’d lived life and loved others before meeting Rarity, before they’d developed a relationship. It wasn’t a problem that the artistic and generous soul had felt love for others also.

“Promise there will be no negative reaction to my reply.” There was the smallest trace of Rarity tensing, something most would miss but an attentive lover could feel in a second. “Please don’t tell anyone else. I trust you but I must make these requests.”

“I won’t tell a soul.” Cheerilee gave the slightest caress to smooth the tension away.

“It was Applejack.”

“What? Applejack? Really?” She immediately regretted her reply; Rarity went from compliant and soft to rigid and unwelcoming. “I mean, straight laced Applejack. Farmer through and through and traditional in nearly every sense of the word?” Gentle soothing tones cleared away the last traces of tension.

“I loved her so much but I knew it could never be. It took a long time to get over her, I thought she was the single flawless gem in my life.” A smoulder graced the sapphire eyes that gazed up at the schoolteacher “Then I met you. You were so striking, that day I collected Sweetie from school. I’d only just returned from college and was preparing to start my business. A relationship was the last thing on my mind but my, well the girls call it ‘The Designers Eye’, found you very memorable...” She was cut off by a slight tweak on a sensitive spot.

“You had me at striking.” Cheerielee breathed onto the perfect lips beside her own.

“I haven’t got to the bit about your wonderful personality and all the facets I have come to adore.” Was Rarity’s husky reply. “Do I need to elaborate on our relationship anymore darling?”

“Not necessary. I feel simply awful for even thinking it.”

“I still feel like it was my fault darling. How about I show you how I feel...”

It may have been late, but it was Friday night, they had all the time in the world.

*

This time the afterglow was fully appreciated by one party. The other, looking on with deep blue eyes felt there was one more boundary to bridge. “’Lee, can you do one thing for me... It won’t be a chore I assure you.”

“What might that be love?”

Rarity reached down and pulled a box from under her bed, one she’d hidden away after an attack of nerves the day her lover had brought it over. “I need to show you my Trust. Complete trust body and soul.”

Cheerielee held back a gasp and more than a little excitement. She’d not been too disappointed the day the box had been consigned to concealment but she’d hoped one day to re-introduce it to her alabaster lover. “Really?” She’d been feeling tired but a rush of adrenaline at the thought was taking care of that.

“Of course. I realised, it’s not about control. Not really, not when you love each other. However it is all about trust, I trust you.” Rarity closed her eyes and heard her lover shift and the click as the box was opened.

“The blindfold is ok?” There was too much excitement in Cheerielee’s voice for her to hide it all. A smile passed across Rarity’s lips.

“Go ahead.” Soft fabric slid over her eyelids and tightened at the back of her head. She opened her eyes to complete blackness. “Have your way with me...” Her tone was sultry bordering on the hammish but it was a phrase Rarity had often wished to work into their bedroom conversations.

A light touch to her stomach and she was laid on her back. Guiding hands moved her body, first spreading one leg over, then the other. Soft ropes wrapped around her ankles, tightening until they held her in place. Soon she felt them winding their way up her left leg, the right shortly after. Once crossed about her waist then a slight wrap about her shoulder, a cross between her breasts. At this point Cheerielee took her arms and spiralled the ropes up them, encircling her wrists and tying them down to the bed frame. The overall effect was quite relaxing, for sometime control freak Rarity to be in the hands of another. The feeling of ropes taught across her body, spreading her legs apart and keeping her hands above her head. “She certainly knows what she is doing.” An elated part of her mind thought as a the rope tightened about her body and held her firmly in place.

“Do you have a safe word?” It was the first words Cheerielee had spoken since asking about the blindfold. Her work had been in silence.

“I want you to use everything in the box my love.” Was Rarity’s confident reply. When they’d first broached the subject of its contents that final object had been the one she’d balked at the most. “Complete Trust.”

“If you’re sure.” It was said with gentleness and care. Soft rubber pressed at her lips and a hand on her chin opened her mouth. Few intelligible words would pass this barrier, it wasn’t painful and the texture far from unpleasant. “I’ve finished set-up.” A voice whispered into her ear. “Now to get to the best bit...”

“Goodness, if this isn’t the best bit.” A dazzled mind said and attempted to mutter. It came out quite garbled. A single touch on her side sent her wild, such was her excitement. She pulled fruitlessly against the restraints and a cry of pleasure was just about articulated. Cheerielee grinned, giddy with anticipation. As her lover relaxed into the bed once more she checked the ropes that held that perfect body at her mercy. A single finger traced the restraining ropes, checking they were not too slack to allow excessive movement but not so tight as to mar the soft skin of her lover.

Rarity whispered and sighed into the gag, all words rendered moot. Her body attempted to tense and move but merely bucked in well made restraints. The final checks were complete, Cheerielee began in earnest.

*

“Oh mahyeee woooord.” Cheerielee groaned into a pale shoulder, digging her fingers into the soft flesh of the tense and shivering body beneath her. She pulled away the obstruction from her lover’s mouth who gasped air in heavy pants. “Alright m’love?”

“Why didn’t I let you do this before?” came the breathless reply, all trace of airs and graces dropped, overwhelmed by intense enjoyment.

“Well, you needed to want it. I think you got the message across about us tonight.” Cheerilee smiled and removed the blindfold. From her restricted vantage point Rarity looked at herself with interest.

“My my, aren’t we a little talented with rope work.”

Cheerilee giggled and began the simple task of untying the anchoring points. Released from the bed frame she started to unwind them from Rarity but a newly freed hand stopped her.

“Don’t yet.” Rarity smiled coyly and took some of the free ends, wrapping them gently about Cheerielee, lightly binding them together with enough slack for comfort. “Can we stay like this? Just for tonight?”

The reply was a kiss and the distance was erased by an embrace. “I love you.”

“I love you too.”

~~~

A/N: Somtimes a girl has a drink and begins to write. After a while and a good lot of writing she realises that she accidentaly wrote something less innuendo and more in-your-end-oh! Thus it sits on the harddrive lurking, daring and teasing to be published.

Afterall what's worse? Writing smut for yourself or sharing it on the internet?

Third Date

“I wanted it to be the best first time.” Rainbow whispered into Twilight’s ear. She knew of her poor little bookworm’s worries and concerns about it, she had heard Twilight spill it all to Rarity. It was her duty to do right by this unique being in her arms. “If that’s alright with you.” She kept her tone gentle, unthreatening and far away from the eagerness fuelled by the burning lust she felt. Twilight shifted a little in her grip and for a moment Rainbow feared the worst.

“It’s... It’s alright Rainbow.” Twilight looked up, lucent eyes gleaming at her girlfriend. “I want this. I trust you.” The slightest quaver in her voice betrayed the intensity of emotion she felt. Rainbow gave a caring smile and kissed the forehead in front of her.

“Then no need to worry my love, for I can lead the way.” It was a cheesy line from a cheesy book but quoting the written word would surely put Twilight at ease. Rainbow slowly and carefully lead her charge further into the room, away from the furniture and with her back to the bed. She gently traced a hand down Twilight, from cheek to hip while the other slid under her sweater. With a little help from a willing Twilight, she pulled off the knitwear and began to undo the buttons on her blouse. All the while one hand holding Twilight steady at her hip.

There was one final button, straining on its own against the curves of the... well endowed librarian. Without a word Twilight plucked it free and shrugged off the blouse. Daringly pushing closer and planting a trail of kisses down Rainbows neck and collarbone. “Mmm” Rainbow exhaled and her hand undid the clasp of Twilights skirt.

As the skirt fell to the floor Twilight stopped her. She was clad only in cute matching bra and panties, but Rainbow was still fully clothed. “This is hardly fair.” It was a sultry tone, surprising to come from such a source. She leaned in and kissed the base of Rainbow’s neck once more. Quick hands undoing belt and jeans. Rainbow shucked the denim and pulled off her T.
“Better?” She posed and grinned at Twilight’s eager looks. A bikini and swimwear was one thing, private garments was entirely another. Not that boy pants and a sports bra were particularly alluring.

“Much.” Twilight plucked an elastic strap.

“Ah, ah... I’m leading tonight Twi’.” In return Rainbow slid a finger between elastic and buttock and pulled it out only to let it snap back.

“Oh!” Twilight yelped. “Ok.”

Rainbow slowed again and began tracing all around the only fabric that remained between her and perfect pale flesh. Twilight responded with sighs and small giggles as sensitive spots were teasingly brushed by exploring fingers. Finally satisfied that Twilight was ready, Rainbow removed the last of her clothes and let them join the pile. She stood back and noticed that Twilight had her eyes closed. Rainbow smiled and circled her prized person admiring the sight.

Twilight remained calmly breathing, her eyes shut and mouth set. Her heart was racing and she was sure that Rainbow could see her nerves but a sudden touch jolted her eyes open. Rainbow was kissing her neck. “Thought you’d like that.” Came that mocking admiring voice.

Taking her revenge Twilight flicked the clasp on Rainbow’s bra and opened her eyes to see it fall loose and land at their feet. A daring hand claimed her reward only for the athlete to gather her up and vault to the bed. The sudden movement surprised Twilight and she was completely at her girlfriend’s mercy when they landed amongst the flower petals and satin sheets.

“Getting ahead of yourself Sparkle.” Rainbow mock growled and pushed her down into the pillow with a kiss. One kiss was followed by another and soon they began to navigate their way down. Twilight wriggled under the attention, she had one more thing to do before Rainbow could have her way with her. As Rainbow halted the assault, seemingly distracted by her breasts Twilight made her move, rolling them both over into switching places.

“Not so fast Rainbow. I want a good look at you first.” Twilight was amazed at the sound of her own voice, so hungry. Rainbow’s eyes gleamed and she lay back in submission.

“All yours Twi’ but remember I get to go first.” She grinned as Twilight began the full inspection. “Look with your eyes not your hands Sparkle.” Rainbow reacted to an exploratory finger.

“It’s so dark Dashie... I have to observe with my digits.” It was a forced naive tone and Rainbow knew it. She caught her egghead’s hands and switched their places once more.

“Then I go first. I’m leading remember?” Twilight began a protest but was cut off a caress that flowed from the nape of her neck to just shy of a rather needy area. Acquiescing Twilight relaxed into the smooth sheets as Rainbow began to once again lay kisses and light touches at every curve and crevasse. First down from Twilight’s mouth and then from her ankles up, always stopping short of her ultimate destination.

To anyone else this would be unbearably slow and teasing, but this was for Twilight and Rainbow was taking utmost care not to rush her or make her feel pressured into anything. Finally she could wait no longer and positioned herself just right. She looked up at Twilight’s face, saw a blissful smile and eyes giving permission, she set to work. Rainbow was a very good kisser and now she was certainly demonstrating how well this translated down below the waistline.

*

Another enemy was despatched by his mighty blade and Spike was sure he could hear an unusual and unfamiliar to the game scream. His earphones were high quality though and the game had just had a new update so he carried on playing through his grim task.

*

“Twilight Sparkle was a screamer, looks like I owe Applejack a beer.” Rainbow thought and then with a sly smile decided to see just how long she could make it last.

Eventually Twilight was a twitching silent heap beneath her. Rainbow crawled up and kissed her deeply. When she finished purple eyes locked with her own. “Now it’s my turn.” Twilight said, her voice hoarse and lustful. She rolled Rainbow over and started to explore in a similar manner as she herself had been investigated.

Soon enough she’d figured out what worked and what didn’t by the reactions of the body beneath her. After a thorough search for all the spots that made Rainbow twitch and sigh Twilight had worked up the courage to apply herself to the main event, so to speak. She approached it like she did any other new subject: With diligence, consideration and earnest application of prior related research. Rainbow seemed to be very appreciative of the studious approach.

*

The cries of fallen allies echoed through his ears as Spike punched in a combo attack on the boss monster. Strangely someone seemed to be shouting for Twilight...

*

“Aaaaaaaa Twiiilight Sparkle, oh gods you amazing nerdy babe!” Rainbow shouted before trailing off into a deep groan. Twilight carried on perusing this line of testing, it seemed to be getting very good results. Eventually a hand caught her and pulled her over to the head of the bed.

“I should finish already?” she tried to sound enticing but there was still a hint of gruffness from her earlier screams that sort of spoiled the effect.

“No Twi’ I just have something to try that we can both enjoy.” Rainbow sounded gentler in her voice, like when they had begun the evening. Allowing herself to be led once more Twilight lay still as Rainbow hoisted herself up and moved herself down Twilight’s body without a single point of contact.

They met just at the very top of their legs and Twilight gasped, mirrored by a similar exhalation from Rainbow who began to move rhythmically against the girl below.

*

The victory music played loud through the headphones. They really were top-of-the-line Spike grinned. He’d made the killing hit, whatever prize this event had; Sir Spike de Draco had won it. So caught up in his success, he didn’t hear two names being screamed by two different voices.

*

“Guh..” Rainbow collapsed against Twilight, sealing the synchronised finale with a kiss. Once the tremors she felt subsided and the shivering form beneath her returned to normal breathing she rolled off. “You alright?”

“Yeah, I’m good.” The reply was tired, a spent voice from a relaxing body. Twilight snuggled against Rainbow, laying her head in the hollow under Rainbow’s chin. “That was amazing Rainbow.”

“Love you Twi’.”

“Love you Rainbow.”

They lay in silence until sleep claimed them.

Reciprocate

The lighting was subdued, the main lights were all turned off, only the varied artistic table lamps and standing lights illuminated the room. It was dusk, just past a beautiful sunset that had crowned a marvellous meal. Three courses would be seen as extravagant for most, especially for a meal at home, but the restrained portions had added up to something worthy of the more elite restaurants in the cities old quarter. Cheerielee dabbed the last specks of sauce from the plate with the final crumb of cake. Took the morsel and savoured the fleeting taste on last time. “That was magnificent Rarity. You’ve outdone yourself tonight.”

“Oh, it would be gauche of me to say anything about it now darling.” Rarity smiled, setting her own cutlery down. “I would like to claim it was nothing, but as I made it for you, well… You are most certainly not. To sing praises would be impolite boasting.” She realised she was wittering and stopped herself with a laugh. “See how flustered you still make me ‘Lee?”
Cheerielee smiled and simply gazed at the blue eyes that so often entranced her. “You are just the most generous soul I’ve ever met. I’m glad we were able to stay together, despite my ah, tastes.”

“Really love, that most certainly is not a problem. You do know how much I enjoy it.” AS they had been speaking the last light of day had withdrawn, it wasn’t late but Rarity had plans that while they required the privacy of night would and could certainly commence sooner rather than later. “Speaking of dearest, you are staying the night tonight?” An affirmative nod answered that, “In that case… Might I get a chance to play with the box tonight?” Rarity shot a coy look and fiddled with a strand of her hair.

Cheerielee halted any and all movement. “Of course.” Was her breathless reply. Her pulse began to speed up a little with excitement. Rarity noticed the change in atmosphere and chuckled a little evilly.

“I’ll just load the dishwasher, you go get comfortable in the room, I’ll be right up.” It was a teasing sing-song voice Cheerielee nearly groaned at that but managed to maintain some decorum and walked through the well-appointed apartment to the bedroom. When she was sure her lover was out of earshot, Rarity chuckled and made a great show and noise about loading up their used plates.

When she joined Cheerielee in the bedroom, the teacher was already in her robe, reading one of the light novels oh so nonchalantly. “Finished already love?” was her casual reply. Rarity really wanted to fume but it would be impossible. Besides, she caught site of the box removed from its hiding place and ready for use.

“My, she certainly is eager.” Rarity thought, equally casually undressing as she made her way through the room to join her partner on her grand four poster bed. With a click the box opened once more and she withdrew a strip of fabric. “Ready darling?”

“More than ever Rare, let’s see how well you’ve learned…”

The box had been used plenty of times since that first night Rarity had allowed it. Not every time, they certainly enjoyed evenings and nights, even mornings and afternoons without the box but every once in a while a simple gesture was all that was needed for them to agree on a more interesting experience. Along the way Rarity had been learning the ropes herself (by her own admission, a terrible pun) but this was the first time she would take the lead.

Rarity secured the blindfold and gently tugged Cheerielee’s robe clear. “Now just relax ‘Lee, I have had excellent instruction.” Her lover did as bidden and allowed herself to be lain in the centre of the bed. There was some shuffling and more wooden clunks from the box. Cheerielee let her mind wander.

Trust was at the heart of anything like this, just as Rarity had discovered. So much so that this was her first relationship since her first, in which the entire concept of restraint had been introduced to her, that she had allowed herself to be submissive. Strangely, thinking to that relationship didn’t bring the usual rush of despair and betrayal it always used to. Dismissing it from her mind she drifted on to focusing on the experience.

With her lover’s eyes covered Rarity could grin to her heart’s content. She had been a little less than honest with her “learning” from Cheerielee. Certainly this would be a major issue in some other area but hopefully it would be so appreciated that all would be forgiven. Rarity enjoyed being restrained as she always was, she knew Cheerielee was more interested in her front, to be blunt. She, on the other hand found all of her lover to be heaven sent. There was no way any restraining she was about to do would conceal that perfect butt. She could write sonnets about that curved rear, the number of times she was designing only to realise the dress she had drawn was made to send cascades of fabric off that goddess like pair of buttocks. Biting her lip to control herself, Rarity began to thread the ropes about the plaint form on the bed.
Cheerielee gasped, pulled from her reverie by an unexpected but no unwanted caress over her butt. “You do like my ass don’t you.” She joked, seceding into recollection again. Rarity grinned unseen. The rope she was using was longer that the other. Her plans demanded it. There were two things Cheerielee didn’t know all the details of. Another rope was moved into place, virtually matching her own manner of restraint.

One thing Cheerielee did not know was Rarity’s education in anatomy, not simple life drawing classes in art school, oh no. A full and accredited course on the human body, it had been a bequest from a great grandparent, for at least one of their relatives to learn in detail anything that wasn’t some “High falutin artsy thing”. She had seized the chance and learned man interesting things, knowledge that gave her fashion designing a definite edge. Also, she knew precisely what Cheerielee’s body could take, from their own experiments and that useful minor from college.

The second thing her willing lover did not know was Rarity’s experience with rigging. To be fair, no one but her uncle and aunt had any idea. As a teenager, one summer when her mother had been sick and her father distraught, Rarity had been sent to stay with her maternal uncle. Uncle Sail lived on and ran a Tall Ship with his wife Seafoam. The boat had been a beauty and she had thoroughly enjoyed learning and helping on that ship. As she threaded the last of the rope into place Rarity mused for a moment on maybe taking Cheerielee to a holiday on the boat. Checking the elaborate web one last time Rarity fetched the gag. “Ready my love?”

“So very very ready Rare. You have no idea.” Cheerielie’s voice wavered, excitement was building in her already.
“Hush now dear. We’ll begin shortly.” Rarity put the finishing touch in its place and sat back to admire her work. Then with a steady hand she pulled a seemingly random bundle of the rope. Carefully the tied body was pulled from the bed, all the while arms and legs kept taught but painless. As she reached three or four hands above the quilt Rarity tied the loose end off, watching intently at the barest quiver and slight whimper of arousal from her lover.

Cheerielee was in the most agonisingly wonderful ecstasy she had ever felt. Excitement and lust rushed about her body from toe-tip to her fingernails. Rarity was a genius, the ropes held her in place with no slack but there was no pain. Just a rush, like the moment a rollercoaster threw you down a slope or the point in a bungee jump when everything is still. Her arms and legs sang out with the enjoyable sensation of stretching to the threshold of their limits. Having a body tied beneath her was a balm, this was near mind-blanking bliss.

Rarity gently pushed the pale pink hair back over the headboard to keep it from catching painfully. It would not do to hurt her love, pain this time was for pleasure after all. Taking her cue from their usual routine Rarity traced each line of the rope, tarrying at particularly favoured spots along the way. She kept note of Cheerielee’s breathing, the steady rhythm holding at what she knew to be mid-way on the scale. “Time to have some fun…” She thought wickedly.

“She is such a tease!” Cheerielee wanted to groan, to urge the deft touches to maintain or move on but she was at the mercy of Rarity, she was a generous soul but still an unholy tease.

“Oh, that bottom of yours.” Rarity said as she reached her favourite set of curves. She held herself so they were cheek to *ahem* cheek, her fringe tickling the small of Cheerilee’ back. A smothered groan came in reply and Rarity laid a gentle kiss in recompense. “I know, I know. I’m incorrigible aren’t I. Just let me have this moment.” She gave a mischievous bite and heard a barely contained gasp of enjoyment.

Lips, tongue, teeth and a single hand gave great pleasure to her love, whose body bucked and pulled in it bonds over the course of the evening. Soon Cheerielee was wondering just how much longer she could take before full exhaustion set in. As more tremors of pleasure spiked through her she noticed that she was lying on the bed again. Excitement built up again as a pair of thighs positioned either side of her body and a familiar sensation began to build under the pressure of her lovers entire self.

Rarity screamed in triumph and fell against Cheerielee, shaking hands pulled free the gag. They both lay in silence, trembling and gasping. “Rarity…” Cheerielee gasped.

“Y-yes ‘Lee…” was the breathless reply.

“Marry me.”

“Ask me in the morning”

“I mean it, that was incredible. I need to spend the rest of my life with you. Forever.”

She cut herself off with a yawn which was mirrored by Rarity. “Let me loose these a little.” She deftly tweaked an anonymous area of the ropes, releasing the bindings. “Lets… lets sort all this out tomorrow.”

“Yeah.”

They kissed deeply and almost at once fell asleep.