Purpledom 9

 

"You swear you're not going to turn this into a kink thing again?"

>Twi rolled her eyes

>"No, of course not! Estrus ended yesterday, remember?"

"Like that would stop you."

>She blushed; you had her there

>"I'm just trying to get the library reorganized. That's it!"

>You tentatively grab a book off of the floor and examine it

>No magic trap, no glowing horn, no devious smile from Twi

>Huh, guess she was serious

>"And, Anon, if we get this done before tonight, I can think of a couple things we could do."

>Her voiced slowed down and she emphasized the 'we'

>Boner achieved

>Guess the end of estrus didn't mean she'd lost all libido

>So you get to the books, occasionally turning to Twilight and asking what went where

>It was repetitive, but you had a goal

>You figured Twi would be working quickly as well, but she seemed... distant

>She was always excited for re-shelving day, but this time there was no perk in her step

>No glint in her eyes

>And when you asked her where the books went, you sometimes had to yell to get her attention

>Even then, she'd avoid your eyes

>She was acting weird, just like yesterday

>Could it be the same reason? Was she just ACTING like she wanted to fuck?

>You decided to investigate exactly how absorbed she was, so you stopped working

>You instead sat down on a chair in the foyer and watched her work

>She actually had to correct herself several times while shelving

>And a task that one looked like fun for her, now just seemed mindless

>You're able to sit for a solid ten minutes and Twi never notices

>You walk up behind Twi and tap her on the shoulder

"Hey."

>She jolts and drops a book she was levitating, spinning around to face you

 

>"Anon! You startled me."

"I'll say. You've been lost to the world for the last hour or so. What's up?"

>"Nothing! Nothing is up. Except the ceiling, of course. And the sky. And I think Cloudsdale is up as well."

>She wilts under your unamused face

>"Unless, of course, you weren't talking about that kind of... up."

"You love re-shelving, Twi, but today you just aren't into it. Why?"

>"The books... feel funny?"

>You put your hands on your hips and frown

"Next to Applejack, you're the worst liar I've ever seen, Twi."

>"I'm not sure I should say it."

"Why not?"

>"Because it's about you."

>You squat down so you're eye-level with Twilight

"Is it about yesterday? You're worried about the sex after estrus?"

>She shakes her head

>"No, it's something else."

"Did I do something you didn't want me to? Is the decision about Princess Celestia still bugging you?"

>She stomps a hoof

>"No!"

"Then what?"

>She turns and goes back to her books

>"I shouldn't say."

"Twilight, I can't help if I don't know what it is you need help with."

>She growls and throws a glare at you

>"It isn't ME that needs help! Now, let's just get back to shelving."

"Twi..."

>Without turning, she lifts you off the ground and sets you down on the other side of the room

>She shoves a book into your hand with magic

>You sigh and shake your head, but return to the task at hand anyways

>You'll have to wait until she's calmed down

 

>The re-shelving finishes in silence

>Every now and then, you try to start a conversation with Twilight using books as bait

>But she isn't biting

>Any time you ask for help, she simply shelves the book for you and moves onto the next

>After you finish, Twilight starts up the stairs to her room

>You simply stand in the foyer and watch

>She makes it to the bedroom door before realizing you're not following

>With a growl, she grabs you with magic and pulls you upstairs

>This is familiar

>You find yourself flying across the room and flung on to Twilight's bed

>She immediately jumps on top of your and sticks her face in yours

>Her eyebrows were furrowed and her glare pierced your soul

>It felt like she was inspecting you

>A flash of light blinds you for a moment, and your clothes are gone

>You're a little shocked at how sudden this is

>Twilight has been avoiding you for hour, and now she's all up on you?

>She looks down and frowns at your limp member

>"Seriously?"

>She rolls her eyes and turns around; her head is now at your dick, and her plot is positioned directly above your face

>She promptly sits down and takes you into her mouth, sloppily running up and down your shaft in an attempt to get you hard

>It works... oh, god, it works

 

>She's only going at it for a little bit before she turns around and yaps at you

>"Anon, quit being useless and LICK the damn thing!"

>Twilight shoves her pussy further into your face, making it hard to breathe

>So you start working her lips with your tongue, darting in and around, exploring as far as you can

>"Sweet Celestia, you're horrible at this."

>You stop, taken aback by Twilight's bluntness

>You grab her ass and lift it off your face, looking at her inquisitively

"Twilight, really—"

>You're cut off when Twilight seals your jaw shut with magic

>"Anon, I'm here for sex. Not your STUPID lecture, or consoling, or WHATEVER the heck it is you're trying to do."

>"If you can't do this properly, I WILL."

>Her horn glows again, and your vision goes hazy

>A thin sheet of purple seems to cover your eyes

>Suddenly, your tongue jumps to life, diving into Twilight's flower

>But your weren't the one doing it

>"Twuahlah, whua havu ouu thun?"

>It's very difficult to talk when you don't have control of your tongue

>Twilight removes her mouth from your member just long enough to explain the situation

>"In case you're confused, Anon, I'm just telling your tongue what to do, since YOU obviously don't know what to do with it."

>She then returns to her work, eliciting a moan from you

>However, she doesn't seem as focused on it as she usually is

>Her technique, while still rapturous, is sloppy and brutish

>Her mouth and tongue are just jerking up and down your length

 

>As much as you wanted to know what was pulling her tail, your thoughts are scattered by the pleasure she was putting you under

>You try and make the most out of the situation by paying attention to what Twi is doing with your tongue

>Before long, you can feel and hear Twilight moaning onto your stiffness

>Whatever technique she's doing with your tongue, it was working

>You need to get her attention off of you quickly; she's bringing you to the brink

>You take one hand and start scratching the weak spot on her mane she'd shown you in Canterlot

>The other hand snakes downward and tweaks her clitoris

>The effect is immediate: her pace slows considerably, and soon it's all she could do to just hold your member in her mouth

>You know she is on the ropes, and under such pleasures, she is unable to maintain the spell on your tongue

>This doesn't slow you down one bit, though

>You work her all the way to orgasm, and rode her through it as well

>She collapses on top of you, panting

>You pick her up and spin her around, expecting to see a tired or exhausted face

>Instead, she's still glaring

>Maybe even worse than before

>"Oh, so NOW you care about how I feel? While we're having sex?"

"Twilight, I don't under—"

>You're interrupted when she abruptly impales herself on you

>Your eyes are about to roll into the back of your head

>Not wasting any time, she starts slamming her hips up and down

>You're wheezing through the pleasure

>And she never stops berating you

>"You know, I was worried that I was the one focusing too much on sex, but I guess I was wrong about that, wasn't I?"

 

>"You're so blind, so stupid, so vain!"

"I—"

>She shoves her face into yours

>"SHUT UP!"

>"I don't even know why you make me feel like this! You, who can't even LISTEN to me!"

>Somehow, she's increased her already impossibly-fast pace

>You clench your teeth, doing your best to hold on

>"I thought you cared about me, Anon! But when I tell you something, something that REALLY matters, you just act like nothing happened!"

>You can't take any more, climaxing with a grunt while she's still yelling at you

>"I TOLD YOU I LOVED YOU!"

>A burst of magic erupts from her horn, signalling her climax as well

>Your eyes shoot wide open in shock

>She WHAT?

>You open your mouth to speak, but are overcome by a wave of dizziness

>Your vision is covered with a purple haze

>SOMETHING was in that burst of magic

>You paused to catch your breath as Twilight dismounts from you

>Just before she turns away, you catch a look of her face

>She's about to cry

"Twilight, please, listen to me."

>"How ironic, YOU want ME to listen!"

"If you'll just give me a moment—"

>"No! You had your chance!"

"This isn't what—"

>Twilight spins around, rage plain on her face

>"NO!"

>You lash out in frustration, directing your annoyance at Twilight

"Listen!"

>A shockwave erupts from your mouth, sending Twilight sprawling

 

>You freeze, staring at Twilight in total perplexion

>That COULDN'T have been you

>Looking for the source of the outburst, you examine the room, then yourself

>It's just you and Twilight in there

>She gets to her hooves, swaying back and forth

>"What in Celestia's name was THAT?"

"I—I don't know!"

>"Did I... oh, goodness, I didn't actually LEAK magic when I was on you, did I?"

>You throw your arms up in the air

"How am I supposed to know that?"

>Twilight starts pacing around the room, shifting instantly into 'faithful student' mode

>"Well, if that's the case, it should only last a short time, an hour or two at most."

>She turns to you

>"I wonder how much..."

>Her face turns from inquisitive to angry in a matter of seconds

>"I'm still mad at you!"

"Twilight, you're acting like a filly again."

>"A FILLY!?"

>Those were NOT the right words to use

>Twilight starts trotting towards you, a fire igniting in her eyes

>You fly across the room and slam up against the wall

>The impact knocks the wind out of you

>Twilight is shouting at you, but you're too dizzy to make out exactly what she's saying

>You need to find a way to calm her down

>First step: getting off this wall

>Twilight has your limbs bound, so you can hit her horn to break her hold

>Think, Anon, think

>Your searching gaze lands on her nethers

 

>The only other way to break her concentration would be pleasure

>But you needed something quick and powerful; Twilight was much more experienced than you with magic and she'd undoubtedly regain control if you didn't overcome her quickly

>You recall what Celestia did to you that night you ate dinner with her

>'Direct stimulation of the nerves', was it?

>That might just do the trick

>Twilight's still yelling at you

>You can start to make out some of the words

>"Inconsiderate... even though you... and yesterday... selfish little..."

>You've gotta be honest with yourself

>Even though Twi wasn't exactly in her right state of mind, her words hit you hard

>There was SOME truth to them

>You left that one day without telling her

>You completely messed up your visit to the princess' palace

>And even if you don't remember Twilight saying she loved you, that doesn't excuse you for missing it

>You cringe

>What if she said it while you were too busy with something, something you thought was more important than her?

>You know your mind has a tendency to wander when you read

>Is that when she said it?

>You shake your head

>You can sort that out later

>Right now, calming Twi down is your priority

>You try reaching out with your magic

>The first time it came out, it was an extension of will

>So you will a breeze through Twi's mane

>You can see her mane rustle, and you smile with your little success

>In order to concentrate, you close your eyes and begin to focus

>Immediately, your member is engulfed in a sea of sensations

>It's one of Twi's favorites: the phantom handjob

 

>"Don't you close your eyes when I'm talking to you, mister!"

>Even though you'd cum just minutes ago, Twilight's attentions have you at full mast in seconds

>Your breathing is becoming heavy again

>It feels like at least half a dozen hands and stroking you, caressing you

>Sweat forms on your brow

>If you don't distract Twilight soon, she's going to have you at her complete mercy

>You won't be able to think straight, let alone use magic

>Taking a deep breath, you look intently at Twilight, try to see past her coat and into her nervous system

>After a moment of concentrating, you're able to make out what looks like a network of wires inside of her

>Some are blue and calm, others are a burning red

>Those must represent her temper

>You shift you attention to Twi's egregious zones

>At least, you tried, but Twilight is only increasing the intensity of the sensations on your shaft

>You're practically panting, now

>But you're determined, too

>You nail down all the nerves coming from Twilight's pleasure spots

>And, with a grunt, will them to ignite

>Twilight squeaks, losing her magical grip on you

>You drop to the floor, but keep your eyes and mind focused on keeping those nerves stimulated

>Slowly, you get to your feet and walk toward Twilight

>Her knees are shaking, and you can see her heat dripping with wetness

>"What—what are you doing?"

>Her voice is halfway between intimidated and blissful

 

"Now, Twilight, you're going to listen to me."

>She tries to back away from you, but instead stumbles and falls over

>Her eyes glaze over and she gives in to the pleasure, moving a hoof down south

>You grab her forehooves before she can give herself release

"No, you need to listen. You can cum once you've heard me out."

>She's having a hard time keeping her eyes open, and her tongue is lolling out of her mouth, but she nods anyways

"Twilight, I never heard you say... it."

>You're having trouble even thinking about repeating the words

"I can understand that you're angry with me, and I'm sorry. I don't know when you said it, but I should have been paying attention."

>She starts to struggle, desperate for release

>You want to let her go, but you have no idea how she'll react

>If she gains the upper hand again, you may not have a chance to explain yourself before you either pass out from sexual exhaustion, or she teleports away

>At the same time, if she's in this sex-crazed state while you're trying to get through to her, she might not remember any of it

>Realization dawns on you and your jaw drops

>Of course! She must of said it right as you were passing out from sex!

>You've got to take the risk, you need Twi to remember this

"Okay, Twi, I'm letting you climax, but you need to listen to me afterward, all right?"

>She nods furiously

>Her body is aching for your touch

>You hesitate, then pin both of her forehooves with one hand

>She looking at you in complete confusion, but you make you intentions clear when you flip her on her back and move your hand down to her nethers

 

>Her eyes widen and she visibly tenses in anticipation

>Taking a leaf from Spark's book, you go straight at it with four fingers

>Twilight shrieks

>Her hips are pressing against your hand, doing everything they can to get more contact

>She hardly lasts ten seconds under your stimulation

>With a long, drawn-out moan, she releases into your hand

>As her body goes slack, you gently lay her down on the floor and wait for her to regain her senses

>You're sweating, but you don't think it's from the sexual activity you'd been through

>You were nervous, nervous as all hell

>A flash of light blinds you for a moment; when your vision clears, you see Twilight has teleported back onto her hooves

>She's still glaring at you, and approaching menacingly

>You start scooting backwards

>"Going to explain everything away, Anon?"

"I'm not 'explaining it away', Twi. I'm just letting you know my side of the story."

>"Your side?"

>She scoffs

>"I laid myself out there for you, the one person I thought I could trust with it, and you did the worst possible thing."

>"Worse than rejection, worse than insults, worse than running away."

>"You IGNORED it."

>Her words come out like heat from a furnace

"Twilight, you have to believe me, I didn't know."

>She continues her march towards you, and you keep backing off

>Soon, you're outside on the balcony

>"How can I trust the one that betrayed me? You did the same thing in Canterlot!"

 

>You drop to your knees

"Twilight, there is nothing else for me here but you! Take away this skin, take away these words, all that's left is WANT!"

>Her face is inches from your own, quivering

>Whether it's in anger or pain, you can't tell

"I want to hear the voice I heard in the park that day, Twilight. The one that was wholly YOU, without the worries about who was listening, or what I might think about it."

"I want to see that smile you gave me when you introduced me to the princesses. The one that spoke without words."

"I want to feel your heartbeat when we wake up in your bed together with my head against your chest."

"I want to touch your mane..."

>You slowly take a hand and brush her messy mane out of her face

"...so I can see your endless eyes."

"Don't believe ME, Twilight. Believe my heart."

>You stare into those brilliant violet orbs, capturing every detail, every twitch of her emotion

>And in those eyes

>You can see hope

>It's just a spark, but that's all it takes

>For a spark of hope can ignite an empire

>Twilight throws her hooves around you, buries her head in your neck, and cries

 

 

>And she weeps a sea.