PART 2
 
>A week has passed since your… shower with Rarity.
>Can’t say that things went exactly as you planned afterwards.
>Things were a little shaky after you and Rarity spent the night together.
>She was awfully embarrassed at how she acted.
>Over and over, she apologized, swearing to never act that way again.
>You learned a lot of new words that day.
>Most synonymous with “uncouth.”
>You reassured Rarity that you enjoyed it.
>But she was beating herself up about it constantly.
>You decided to slow it down before things picked up again.
>You began to help her out with way more chores around the Boutique.
>You even started learning your way around a sewing machine.
>You did everything you could to try to ease the tension between you two.
>All you wanted was for the relationship to flourish in a positive direction.
>Luckily, Rarity wanted the same.
 
>Even though Rarity was disappointed in herself, she didn’t regret saying that she loved you.
>Not at all.
>In fact, she managed to find you throughout the day just to whisper it in your ear:
>”I love you, Anon, darling…”
>Always paired with a quick peck on the cheek.
>This was enough to satisfy your need to be close to her.
>But you still felt like there was more to do for her.
>That’s why you had asked that she take the day off.
>Not an easy task, of course.
>After an hour of straight disagreement, you managed to convince her that a small break was good for the creative mind.
>You also kept telling her that you had a fun day planned for the two of you.
>Rarity reluctantly agreed.
>The problem afterwards was keeping your plans a secret.
>”Anon, tell me! Tell me, tell me, tell me! You are making me close my Boutique! I demand to know what we are going to be doing so that I may dress appropriately!”
>It went on for a long time before you just plain told her that she looked beautiful just the way she was.
>This was warmly received, as Rarity showered you with more kisses.
 
>Today was a perfect day.
>Sun beaming overhead.
>Birds chirping all around.
>Freshly cut grass.
>A nice gentle breeze.
>Your “secret” was going to go better than expected.
>You had woken up extra early to make sure everything was in order.
>Before you made too much noise, you decided to head upstairs to see if Rarity was still asleep.
>You silently sneak upstairs, and arrive at her door.
>You quietly push the door open and peer inside.
>Rarity is most certainly passed out.
>She was snoring softly.
>Part of you wants to just go and plop next to her.
>Maybe kiss her all over.
>But you mustn’t let today be ruined.
>You reluctantly close the door and return to the kitchen.
>Upon entering the kitchen, you hear a knock on the door.
>Right on time.
>You open the door quietly.
>A gray mailmare with goofy looking eyes was standing there, holding a package for you in her mouth.
>”Deriberry fur Anun!”
>Her eyes find themselves on your lower half.
>She blushes as she puts the package on the ground.
>She must have forgotten it was in her mouth….
>You thank her and carry the package inside.
>The mailmare waves at you and flies away, almost crashing into a tree.
>You quickly rip open the package, revealing a custom-made picnic basket.
>Adorned with gems and ribbons, this was sure to get Rarity’s gears turning.
>It came complete with a bouquet of white and violet roses.
>Rarity was going to love this.
>You begin to carefully place your brunch in the basket.
 
>This brunch was going to be spectacular.
>But you couldn’t have done it alone.
>Who better to help you than some of Rarity’s closest friends?
>Twilight Sparkle helped you prepare a bunch of fruit last night into an intricate salad.
>Each piece delicately cut, diced, and layered to perfection.
>She even lent you a book on how to truly enjoy picnics.
>Twilight nagged you over and over again about no forgetting desert.
>No picnic is complete without desert, of course.
 
>You spent the whole night before baking with Applejack.
>The two of you baked a special apple pie, with Rarity’s cutie mark in the crust.
>You put in extra cinnamon, a secret favorite of Rarity’s.
>Applejack had annoyingly teased you almost the entire time about it.
>She honestly just didn’t understand why you were going through all the trouble of doing something nice for such an uptight mare.
>She insisted that you find one who wouldn’t mind getting down and dirty once in a while.
>Applejack, you don’t know the half of it.
>You shrugged it off, remembering that Rarity wanted to keep your exclusivity a secret for the time being.
 
>You pack all of the delicacies neatly into the picnic basket.
>You remember to include utensils, plates, glasses….
>Glasses!
>You almost forgot the wine.
>Not just any wine of course.
>You had saved up your extra bits for weeks to afford a small bottle of Equestria’s most revered wine.
>Marque d'Excellence.
>Even the name burned holes in your pockets.
>But only the best for you sweet Rarity.
>You grab the bottle from the freezer and place it at the bottom of the basket.
>After you triple check your basket, you head over to the pantry.
>At the very top was hidden a present for Rarity.
>You were glad no one ever looks up there.
>You reach up and pull down a lush purple quilt.
>You made it yourself, though your expertise with a showing machine shows.
>It was quite rough, and there were crude patches of Rarity’s cutie mark stitched in random locations.
>Now that you think of it… maybe you shouldn’t give this to her yet.
>It needed some TLC, no doubt.
>Before you could put it back, you hear footsteps heading towards the kitchen.
>Crap, no time!
>You toss the quilt into the basket and close it.
 
>A loud yawn escapes from the other room.
>You jump in front of the basket.
>Rarity can’t see this until you are-
>”Anon, darling? What are you doing?”
>Rarity was giving you a small smile, her mane all frizzled.
>Dammit, she is so cute.
“Good morning! H-hey, why don’t you go upstairs and get ready for our day together?”
>Rarity yawns again.
>You know that her getting ready would buy you another hour, two hours tops.
>”Of course. I just wanted to make sure you were doing… YAAAAWWNNN… fine…. I’ll be ready shortly!”
>You feel the sweat begin to escape the pours on your forehead.
>”Oh, and get yourself ready, too. You can’t go out looking like that, sweetie.”
>You look down.
>You were still in only your boxers.
>….
>Rarity blows you a kiss, blushing slightly.
>She flips her lovely mane and heads back upstairs.
>You wipe the sweat off of your brow.
>Close one.
>You realize why that gray mailmare was blushing earlier.
>You grab the basket and put it in the fridge.
>All right, no problems now.
>The rest of this day will be smooth and perfect.
 
>A remarkable 30 minutes later, Rarity is ready for your date.
>You managed to get swagged out in 10 minutes, but you thought that you were going to have time to find a new blanket.
>No such luck, your crude quilt will have to do.
>Rarity was wearing a cute yellow sunhat with a matching scarf.
>Her hair was primped and perfect, curling ever so carefully.
>You never could find out how she does it….
>She trots up to you, giving you a tight hug.
>You quickly return the hug, holding her against your chest.
>She sighs deeply.
>”I’m really glad that I took the day off. I really wanted to spend time with you, Anon.”
>She nuzzles your chest as your heart melts.
>You lean down and kiss her on the forehead.
“Well… before we can go I need you to do something.”
>You rummage around in your pockets and pull out a long blue piece of fabric.
“I need to keep the area we go a secret so… I’ll have to blindfold ya.”
>Rarity laughs loudly.
>”No way, Anon! That color is hideous! Not to mention it clashes with my scarf and…”
>You give her puppy dog eyes and hold the fabric up.
>Rarity groans.
>”Fine! Only… only for you. I hope nop0ny sees us….”
>You laugh as you tie the fabric around her eyes.
>You wave your hand in front of her to check if she could see.
>Nothing.
“Great! Now, just trust me. I’ll hold your hoof and lead you to our romantic-“
>”I trust you, darling. Don’t question that. Ever.”
>She lays her hoof in your palm, missing it a few times.
>Once she has it, she nuzzles it lovingly.
 
>The trip to the spot was slightly challenging.
>Rarity was extremely anxious about what you had planned.
>She repeatedly questioned what was happening, what you brought with you.
>It was like dealing with….
>Well….
>Pinkie Pie.
>The thought of that makes you shudder.
>You arrive at the spot safe and sound.
>It was exactly as you left it a few days ago.
>Secluded, quiet, and, most importantly, clean.
“Alright, Rarity. We made it!”
>Rarity squees happily and proceeds to untie her blindfold.
>You quickly stop her.
“Hold on, silly. Let me set everything up first!”
>”Of course… my apologies. Calm down, Rarity…”
>She takes a few deep breaths.
>You take a few minutes and set up your picnic.
>Purple blanket and all.
>After making sure everything was perfect, you head back over to Rarity.
“Ok, are you ready, Rarity?”
>Rarity nods furiously, causing her hat to fall off.
>”Yes, yes, yes! Show me! Show me!!”
>You untie her blindfold and let her gaze upon your hard work.
>Rarity’s eyes widen.
>”Oh my… Anon! What is all of this?”
>You feel yourself begin to sweat, your heart racing.
>Before you can apologize for anything being out of whack, Rarity throws her body into yours in a tight bear hug.
 
>Rarity scans the entire area, her eyes incredibly wide.
>You had led her into a secluded part of the Everfree Forest, by a large lake.
>The vegetation everywhere gave it a serene feel, and the water was incredibly gentle.
>The bright sun was beaming overhead, giving the dew-covered grass a brilliant sheen.
>You had set up your picnic right at the foot of the lake, surrounded by flowers that you had planted a few days ago.
>You kept glancing at the picnic, and back at Rarity, trying to get a reaction out of her.
>She just stood there speechless.
>You gulp loudly.
>Not good, Anon… not good….
>You begin to apologize to Rarity, stammering badly.
>Before you get too far, Rarity trots over to the picnic.
>You slowly follow her.
>She stares at the whole scene for a bit.
>You can’t wait for a response anymore.
“W-well? What do ya think, R-rarity?”
>You catch Rarity rub her face and sniffle.
>Good one, you made her cry, Anon.
>”Anon… did you really… do all of….”
>You laugh nervously.
“Well, I had a bit of help. But… yeah, this is done by me, and it’s all for you.”
>Rarity faces you, her face scrunched.
>Her eyes, still wide, were watery.
>Her face, beet red.
>She giggles, before rubbing her eyes again.
>”I just… I just can’t believe this, darling….”
>You walk up to her, and wrap an arm around her.
>She gazes into your eyes.
>You’ve never felt more affectionate of her than this moment.
>”This is beautiful…. All of it… Oh, Anon!”
>She buries her head into your chest and begins to sob.
>”I don’t deserve any of this! Why? Why are you just so… so kind to me?”
 
>You pull her away from your chest.
>Rarity’s head droops down, unable to look at you.
>She was still crying quietly.
“Hey… look at me.”
>She slowly lifts her head up.
>She sniffles, and her eyes meet yours.
>You rub her face with your shirt.
“Don’t cry. I did this because you mean the world to me, and so much more.”
>Rarity’s face becomes a bit redder.
>Her frown slowly turns into a smile.
>She nuzzles your face lovingly.
>”Anon, this is just too much….”
>She wraps her arms around you.
>”I love you! I love you so so much, darling. You are too good to me….”
>You pick her up and carry her over to your picnic.
>You set her down, and prepare a plate of fruit for her.
>You smile the entire time as Rarity’s continues to insist that she repay you.
“You can repay me by having a good time and stop asking to repay me!”
>You kiss her lips gently and hand her a plate.
>You grab two wine glasses and the Marque d'Excellence.
>Rarity just about drops her plate when she sees what you are pouring.
>”Anon! How could you possibly afford… I can’t… no, I just can’t-“
>You hand her a half full glass of the chilled wine.
>She takes it, although reluctantly.
“Just enjoy it, Rarity. You deserve this.”
>Rarity smiles at you.
>You take your glass and clank it against hers.
>You both take a sip of the expensive wine.
>Her eyes widen.
>”It’s quite delicious….”
>You nod in agreement.
>You take a piece of fruit off of the plate.
“Why don’t you try some of this?”
>”Only if you feed it to me….”
>Rarity giggles and opens her mouth.
>You place the fruit gently on her tongue.
>Rarity closes her mouth, taking your fingers with her.
>She sucks on your fingers before releasing your hand.
>She gives a sly look while chewing on the fruit.
>”Delicious. And the fruit isn’t half bad either…”
 
>The two of you eat, talking merrily, and being excessively flirtly.
>It’s almost as if she was holding all of this attention for you in.
>You couldn’t care less.
>This was amazing.
>Everything.
>It was completely perfect.
>Though… the quilt still needed work.
>Rarity was completely pleased with it.
>She said it was the most comfortable blanket anyone has ever made her.
>Good enough for you.
>You finish the fruit off quickly, washing it down with the wine.
>Rarity was absolutely smitten.
>”Anon. This has been the best meal I’ve ever had…”
“Good thing it’s not over yet!”
>You begin to cut up the pie into small pieces.
>As you are cutting, you catch Rarity eyeing you from top to bottom.
>Her eyes just taking you all in.
>You had never seen her like this.
>She was so attentive and affectionate.
>You can’t imagine being without her anymore.
>It was too difficult to process, too unreal.
>You knew that she was here to stay.
>And you were as well.
 
>You feed Rarity a piece of the pie.
>She closes her eyes and moans softly as she swallows it.
>”This is the best pie I’ve ever had. Quite frankly, I don’t want pie anymore unless you make it, dear.”
>You laugh, reminding her that your culinary skills were greatly exaggerated.
>Rarity shakes her head.
>”Anon… can I ask you something?”
>You nod as you finish your slice of pie.
>Rarity slowly stands up and begins to push the dishes to the side.
>You eye her cautiously.
>She didn’t have THAT much wine.
>You wipe off your mouth and push your plate over.
>Rarity falls on top of you, her lips going straight for yours.
>She gently nibbles on your bottom lip.
>You playfully respond with your tongue in her mouth.
>She holds you down, kissing you more and more passionately.
>You run your fingers through her mane, eliciting a pleasant moan from your white beauty.
>She pulls her lips away from you, a trail of saliva following her.
>”I forgot what I was going to ask you…”
>You laugh and play with her hair.
>Rarity looks at you endearingly.
“Whenever you remember, just ask me. I’m all ears.”
>Rarity nuzzles your face.
>”Ooh! I have a good question…”
“Let me have it.”
 
>She rolls off of you, lying by your side.
>”Would you like to take a nap?”
>You nod and kiss her forehead.
>Rarity rolls over, her rear perking up slightly.
>You instinctively turn on your side, holding her from behind.
>She pushes her body into yours.
>Her flank rubbing all over your.
>You sigh deeply.
>Too perfect.
>”Oh, Anon, dear? One more thing.”
>You nibble her ear.
“What is it?”
>She magically moves your hand around her stomach.
>You hold her gently, causing her to sigh.
>”Promise me that you’ll always keep me safe.”
>You kiss her once more one her neck.
“Of course. Don’t even worry about that for a second.”
>You kiss her one last time.
>Rarity giggles happily as you hold her closely.
>”I love you, Anon. I love you so much.”
>After a few minutes, you hear her snore softly.
>Her stomach rises up and down slowly.
>Her body feels so relaxed.
>Once you were sure that your queen was safe and sound, you closed your eyes.
>The gentle breezes carry you off into a peaceful sleep, with your Rarity close by.
>You couldn’t ask for anything better.
 
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