[AiE] Ambrosia: Chapter 4

>You sat on Twilight's balcony in meditation.

>Hands on your knees, you sat on the floor cross-legged.

>Staring into the void of your eyelids, you focus on your energy.

>Never needing moments to yourself, this was very unfamiliar to you.

>Always bursting with excess energy, you surrounded yourself with friendly ponies every day, helping any way you can.

>But this latest experiment has left you feeling like a mere mortal.

>Your heart was beating and your body was stable, but you struggled to cast simple spells.

>The last time you needed to recharge was your arrival here.

>Since then, you spent your abilities in bursts, recovering between displays of miracles.

>Taking deep breaths, you feel the world's magic flow back into your veins.

>Slowly, but surely.

>A strong gust of wind breaks your concentration as you open an eye.

>The familiar cyan coat of a rainbow pegasus stands before you.

“Can I help you?”

>She scowls at you as she closes the distance.

>Your head comes up to the height of her knees as you remain seated.

>”We've got to talk, you've been helping out Twilight, haven't you?”

>Suspicion bled from her words.

>Opening both eyes, you stare at her in annoyance.

“Yes, she asked me to help her with an experiment, is that suddenly a crime?”

>This mare was fine with you, but when something irks her, she sets lasers to kill.

>”When she's matching my flight speeds overnight, yes it is.”

“Really now...”

>Seeing that you're not meditating anytime soon, you rise to your feet.

>Meeting Rainbow's eyes with yours, you soften the look on your face.

“So what makes you think I'm involved with that?”

>She rolls her eyes at you.

>”I have eyes on the town at all times and you weren't out running with Twilight yesterday.”

>You slap your forehead in frustration at her observation.

“Her chasing me isn't intended to be normal, you know.”

>”Coulda fooled me!  Just yesterday she started pulling tricks and speeds that... that I could easily do on a good day!”

>She's obviously jealous of Twilight's spike in flight ability.

“So... why are you telling me this?”

>Scoffing at your comment, she walks even closer to you as her muzzle almost touches your nose.

>”You're going to tell me what you did to Twilight, then do it to me!”

>You back up, raising your hands in defense.

“Woah.  No way.  You should ask Twilight about this first since I'm sure she'll be glad to brief you.”

>She squints her eyes, gauging your body language.

>”Fine, but I'll be back.”

>Pushing off the balcony, you feel the floor tilt as Rainbow Dash lifts off into the air.

>With another gust of wind, the rainbow streak disappears in seconds.

“Ugh... what have I gotten myself into...”

>Pinching the bridge of your nose, you open the door to the tree house.

>Twilight was over at Fluttershy's today, so you had the house to yourself.

>You weren't feeling particularly mischievous today, so you left Twilight's possessions unmolested for now.

>Scampering down the stairs, you shove open the front door before promptly closing it as you exit the tree.

>Quickly looking over yourself, everything appears to be in place.

>Clothes, book and a drop of power.

>Not much, but it should tide you over for the day.

>You usually fed off of your own energy if you were too lazy to bother with food.

>Perks of being a magic-infused being.

>Looking off in the distance, you see the setting sun.

>Not five minutes into your walk from the tree, a cultured voice calls out from behind you.

>”Anon dear, how are you today?”

>You turn to quickly bow your head to the cultured unicorn.

“A bit tired, but nothing a good rest cannot cure... and yourself Rarity?”

>She giggles at your mannerisms.

>”I'm positively fine darling, thank you for asking.”

>Remembering Twilight's words from last night, your right eye twitches a bit.

>Hopefully she doesn't ask about the experiment.

>Conversation went as per normal.

>You asked her about her current workload and if everything is okay.

>She mentions that she's swamped this week, so she decided to take the night off to clear her mind.

>”So Anon... about Twlight's experiment.”

>So much for avoiding that topic.

“Yes, she told me that you were... next.”

>Rarity blushes a bit at your pause.

>”Well, do you mind walking a lady to her home?  We can talk about it.”

“S-sure.”

>While you didn't want to say no to Rarity, you had to at least tell her how unexpectedly intimate it was.

>Twiddling your thumbs as you walk next to her, she takes lead in the conversation.

>”So... how was it from your end?  I've never seen Twilight quite so happy to be frank.”

>Your eyes dart back and forth between her and the night sky.

“Well... uhh... it was fine.  Twilight drained a lot of energy from me, so I need to rest for at least a day before I can do that again, but I'm not against it.”

>She looks down at the ground as her smile goes flat.

>Seems like that wasn't the answer she was looking for.

>”I see, well, if I were to offer you a place to stay for the night, would you be ready and willing the following morning?”

>You stammer up a response.

“O-of course!  I-it's just...”

>”Yes?”

>Her eyes appear to judge your next words, ready for your rejection.

>Your head hangs low as you sigh deeply to clear your mind.

“I need to warn you about something though, something we found out near the end...”

>Her downtrodden look transforms to one of curiosity.

>”What do you mean?”

>Stopping in front of the boutique, you look to Rarity with the straightest face you can muster.

“We... found that it was a very pleasurable experience for both of us.”

>”Well that should not be a prob-”

“Sexually.”

>”Oh.”

>Her pupils shrank as she bit her lower lip.

>A manicured hoof plays with the grass below her as the deep blue eyes search the ground for an answer.

>You back up slowly to take your leave.

“Look, I understand if you don't want to try this anymore, I'll just go back to the library now...”

>As you turn away, a snowy hoof hooks around your shoulder as Rarity's voice takes a raspy quality.

>”Wait!”

>She clears her voice as you spin yourself around.

>”I'm... willing to try this out.  After all, I did reserve your time, so it would be rude to cancel so abruptly.”

>A glow of her horn swings the doors to her home open.

>”Now... shall we retire for the day?”

>Nodding as the sky is illuminated by Luna's stars, you motion Rarity into her home.

“Lady's first, of course.”

>With a giggle, she enters her home with a wiggle of her hips.

>”Always the gentlecolt.”

>You follow her in as you close the door behind you.

>The Carousel Boutique was as colorful as ever.

>Pony mannequins lined a wall in fashionable clothing.

>While you didn't specialize in fashion, you respected Rarity's eye for color.

>Nothing really clashed, only complimented.

>Spotting the comfy couch in the corner, you lumber over to it.

“Well, good night Rarity, see you in the morning.”

>Before you can eagerly hop onto the sofa, an invisible force tugs at your collar.

>Her voice scolds your actions.

>”Where do you think you're going?”

“Umm... bed?”

>You turn your head to see a displeased Rarity.

>”Well, if we'll be spending a lot of... intimate time with each other, I do believe you should at least sleep in my quarters tonight.”

>You gulp audibly as you feel a bead of sweat roll down your face.

>While you liked being around Rarity, you always felt as if she was easy to offend.

>Many of your mannerisms stemmed from the little experiences you  remembered from civilized culture.

>Even then, it was mostly human culture, not pony.

>”Besides, after what happened last time you were on my sofa, I think you would be safer in my hooves.”

>Remembering that day, you shudder to yourself.

“I'm pretty sure that's the last time the Cutie Mark Crusaders will attempt human hunting.”

>Especially since you broke their giant hairdryer.

>Who even sells that anyway?

>How was that even supposed to capture you?

>Lost in thought and worry, you do not feel Rarity drag your body up the stairs.

>Shaking the absurdity of the fillies from your mind, you feel your feet hit each step as the unicorn hauls you to the second floor.

“Wha- huh?”

>”It's rude to keep a lady waiting Anonymous, I would like to retire early tonight so that I may work with a fresh mind tomorrow.”

>You've never seen Rarity this impatient before, but it certainly is a nice change of pace.

“Of course... sorry, I was just shaking a few bad memories from my head.”

>She gives you a sly smile as she opens the door to her bedroom.

>”Apology accepted, as long as you strip down to your undergarments before we bed.”

>Taken aback by her forwardness, you hesitate before obeying her.

>Spotting a stray chair in the room, you hang your shirt and slacks over it.

>You put your book on the seat of the chair, as it was presently chained to your pants.

>Turning towards Rarity's bed, you see the mare enter the covers as she pats the empty side of her bed.

>”Coming dear?”

>Briskly walking to her side, she lifts the sheets with a glow as you slide next to her.

>As you lay your head on the pillow, she quickly takes you in both hooves.

>She wraps her silky arms around your torso as she presses her plush body against yours.

>Her fuzzy cheek rubs against your face as you breathe in a faint vanilla scent.

>Your body loosens up as her hind legs scissor your own.

>The coziness of these ponies will be the death of you.

>”Mm... how long have we worked together, Anonymous?”

>Forcing yourself out of this daze, you recall a number.

“2... months, why?”

>She pulls you in closer as your limbs digs into her marshmallow coat.

>”I confess, I've always wanted to do this with you.  You always seem to radiate an air of amiability that I truly enjoy.”

>Shivering in excitement, her velvet coat brushes across your skin as she continues to bring you closer.

>”You're also the only stallion who truly sees me for who I am, are you not?”

>Knowing her luck in males, you choose your words to not offend her.

“How about Spike?”

>She giggles at your comment.

>”It's probably just puppy love Anonymous, you know that.”

>Her horn glows as a sleeping mask hovers over the two of you.

>She cleanly slips the mask over her eyes as she yawns widely.

>”As much as I would love to soak in the moment, sleep calls for us.  Good night Anonymous.”

“Good night Rarity, see you in the morning.”

>Her slow breath indicates her start into slumber.

>You listen to her slow heartbeat, coaxing you into dreamland.