>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.