"Unnnngghhh."

Twilight awoke to a low, pained groan. The distressed sound came from the pony who currently had her head buried in her chest, and was clutching the bed sheets, pulling them over her eyes in a desperate attempt to shield them from the morning light which appeared to be the source of her torment.

"Morning Trixie," Twilight greeted with a smile.

"Shut up," came the irritated response.

"Come on now, I wasn't the one who got you drunk."

"No, but it was you who drove me to it."

Despite Trixie's complaining, she proceeded to wrap her hooves around the waist of the pony she blamed for her current pain, pulling her body as close to hers as she could. Twilight responded by wrapping a hoof around Trixie's shoulders, and placing another on her head, which she then proceeded to massage gently, running her hoof through the strands of Trixie's soft mane.

"I don't think its fair that you get to blame me then receive hugs in response," Twilight pointed out. "That to me seems like encouraging negative behavior." The smile never left Twilight's mouth as she lectured the pony in her arms.

"Don't you understand what shut up means? I don't think I can make it any clearer."

And so the pair lay there in silence, enjoying the warmth of each others bodies, wrapped together like two matching pieces of a jigsaw puzzle. Twilight continued to massage Trixie's head, while the suffering unicorn hid from the daylight under the blanket.

"Is there any water nearby?" Trixie asked eventually, breaking the silence.

"Yup, got a glass right here," Twilight announced, levitating the vessel over with her magic. "Had a feeling you might need it."

The floating glass met Trixie's lips, and she gulped down its contents with desperate speed.

"Ah, good. I can feel my tongue again," Trixie said as the glass floated away.

"Always a good sign," Twilight answered with a giggle.

"Yeah, it means I can do this now."

Twilight's surprised exclamation was lost in Trixie's mouth as her lips locked around her own. She barely managed to place the glass on the surface of the table behind Trixie as she was attacked, the vessel landing mere inches away from crashing to its doom. She moaned as she felt Trixie's tongue brush across her lips, seeking entry. She immediately parted them and closed her eyes as she once again felt herself grow weak in Trixie's grasp, her cheeks reddening as her body temperature rose along with her heart rate.

After several moments, Trixie eventually pulled back, and lay with her eyes gazing into Twilight's.

"So, this is something we're doing now huh?" Twilight asked as she caught her breath from the surprise kiss.

"Yup, seems like it."

"Seems awfully distracting for a student to be kissing her teacher."

"We've talked about this, I'm not your student."

"Fine, for a men-tee to be kissing her mentor."

"Not my fault the mentor likes it. Besides, haven't you ever had to deal with trying to learn from a hot teacher?"

Twilight was infinitely grateful that she was already blushing from the kiss as she thought about the question. She did not have a hot teacher, no, she only had the most beautiful, wise and incredible pony in equestria as her tutor. She averted her gaze from Trixie, hoping to dodge the question. Thinking about her mentor in that way always made her uneasy.

"Well, I think we will have to find some way to stop you being distracted," Twilight responded quickly, hoping to shift the topic of conversation.

"Good luck with that," Trixie challenged, snuggling back into Twilight's chest.