>You can feel your heart clench.
>Fear, anxiety, and hesitation all claw at your senses, as every part of you screams that this is wrong, that SHE must be wrong.
>But isn't this what you wanted? What you yearned for? Or was it just bluster, a way for your mind to cope with how you felt?
"Rarity...I...you mean you want..."
>Her confident smile falters, just the tiniest bit, those beautiful blue eyes sparkling with worry.
>You swallow, and speak clearly and steadily.
"You want me, as in...as in us? Together?"
>Her eyes shift, staring into yours, worry beginning to blossom at your response.
>"...Yes, Anon. More than anything in the world."
"You sai-WE, said, that we weren't ready, remember? We-"
>She holds up a hoof to cut you off.
>"I was wrong, Anon. More than wrong, I was being silly. I was being a little filly trying to show off a Prince Charming, parading you about Canterlot like a-"
>She closes her eyes and trails off, biting her lower lip.
>"...I'm not a little filly, Anon. And you're certainly no Prince Charming."
>You frown, and she gives you a small smile.
>"I'm not going to pretend anymore. Not about me, not about you. I..."
>She blushes, her ears going flat.
>"I...want to be with you. In that way...In every way, Anonymous."
>Her blue eyes open up again, staring into yours, and you see the fear there.
>The doubt.
"Rarity, I-"
>"Wait. Anonymous, wait. Before you...I understand. We're different. Perhaps too different. I know I must be...strange to you. So if you...if you don't want to..."
>She turns her head away.
>"I would understand. I shouldn't have been so forw-"
>You reach out your hand, turn her around, and kiss her.
 
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>Her ears perk up in shock, and for a moment you're afraid you've pushed a little too far.
>Then her eyes close, and she returns your kiss eagerly, almost hungrily.
>You shift your hand and cup her head, giving her a light scratch behind the ear.
>She gives the quietest of moans as you pull back, your hand still idly scratching around her ear.
>Her eyes snap open, and to your dismay, the worry is still there.
>The fear.
>The doubt.
>"Anon, I-"
>You lift a finger and press it to her lips.
"None of that. I think it's my turn to talk for a bit, eh marshmallow?"
>She nods slowly, her eyes staring at you.
"Rarity...different doesn't even begin to describe it. I'm human. You're a...a small white horse."
>She frowns, but you keep your finger pressed to her lips, and she keeps quiet.
"I'm a thief. I drink a little too much, I rob people, I lie and cheat and steal. I'm scum."
>You give her a crooked smile.
"I'm a selfish, greedy bastard. I'll always be a selfish, greedy bastard. But you..."
>You trail off, and you see her eyes widen, the fear growing in them.
"...You're better than that. You're clever, beautiful, noble. You're everything I'm not, marshmallow. You are everything I could never be."
>She's trembling with the desire to speak, to denounce what you're saying, but she stays silent.
"So yeah, we're different. Opposites, really..."
>You bite your lip as you look at the growing trepidation in her sapphire eyes.
"...But I don't give a shit about that. I don't give a shit about WHAT you are, and how different it is from me. I care about WHO you are, Rarity. I fell in love with a who, not a what."
 
 
>Her breath hitches, and you fear she's going to interrupt, so you keep talking.
"I wouldn't care if you were a dragon, or one of those dog things, or even those change bug things you and Fleur were talking about."
>You take a deep breath.
“What I'm trying to say is...I love you. I need you, Rarity. You...you make me...more. More than just a thief. More than just a man.”
>You remove your finger and kiss her.
>You feel her hoof press on your shoulder, and you pull back.
>"Anon. You...even with how different we are, you still...you still think I'm beautiful?"
>You give her a crooked smile.
"Prettier than the sunrise. Brighter than the moonlight. Brilliant and glorious and shining. But most importantly..."
>Your smile widens into a toothy grin.
"Mine."
>She gives you a crooked smile of her own.
>"My, my, somep0ny's-
>You cut her off with another kiss and a firm scratch behind her left ear.
>When you pull back, she's panting, her cheeks red.
>"You can't keep...doing that...it's not..."
"I think you were going to say greedy."
>You smile, and she glares at you.
>Then her mouth stretches into a slow, crooked smile.
>Then her horn starts glowing.
>You suppose the time for talking is over.
>You could say you were a little worried by the look in her eyes, but you're not going to fool yourself.
>You wanted this.
 
 
 
>You repress a shout of surprise as her magic lifts you and lowers you onto the bed, your back and shoulders against the headrest.
>Before you can even react, she's on top of you, her hooves on your arms and her tongue in your mouth.
>Her warm body presses against yours, soft fur tickling your chest as she lays on you.
>You reach up and run your fingers through her mane, tickling the base of her ears as the pair of you kiss.
>She shudders, her eyes snapping open and staring into yours.
>"You should be careful with that, Anon. I-"
>You interrupt her with another quick ear scratch, and she moans.
"Those really are sensitive, aren't they?"
>"You...have...no...idea."
>You smile at her, and she giggles at you.
>"Oh dear...I've been a bit...selfish...havn't I?"
>You raise a confused eyebrow.
>"You gotten me all...hot and bothered...and I've done nothing for you, have I?"
>Your eyebrow raises even higher as you watch Rarity scoot backwards, her horn still glowing.
>And then you feel something tugging at your pants.
>She's not...
>"My, my, my, what do we have here?"
>She is.
>You feel a warm breath on your member, followed by a breathy giggle.
>"Well...somep0ny's happy to see me..."
>You struggle to think of a snarky response, your thoughts racing-
>And then you feel her take you into her mouth, and your think stops braining.
>You let out a quiet hiss of pleasure and look down at the purple-maned head bobbing up and down.
 
 
>You reach down a hand, running your fingers in her mane, over her ear, and she responds by running her tongue-
>Your mind goes blank for a few seconds.
>When you come back to yourself, she's looking up at you, your member still in her mouth.
>As you watch, she slowly, SLOWLY pulls back, letting all of you slide out from behind her lips until you come free with a *pop*.
>She gives you a wicked grin as you stare down at her.
>"Oh no no no, Anon. Not yet."
>She starts to climb back up to you still smiling.
>"It's good to see you...rise to the occasion, though."
>You feel her magic press you back into the bed as you rise to try and grab her.
>She leans forward, putting her hooves on your shoulders as she carefully straddles you.
>As she lowers herself, you look up and catch her eyes.
>There's no fear there. No trepidation.
>Not anymore.
>Just sultry, burning desire.
>You thrust your hips upward, and she gasps in surprise.
>Hot, wet tightness grips you as you enter her, and you let out a quick breath as she slams her hips down onto yours.
>A low moan escapes her, and you feel her press her hooves into your shoulders and bare down.
>Purple mane hangs into your face as she leans over you and begins to thrust downward with her hips, her flank slamming into you as she rides you.
>You gasp as the mare rides you, her tightness gripping you like a warm vice as she begins to rhythmically slam her hips into your own.
 
 
>You reach up a hand to her hip as she rides you, encouraging her.
>She pants and leans over you, moaning at you as she begins to ride you faster.
>Suddenly, she clenches up, her hooves pressed onto your shoulders.
>She trembles, a low-key moan escaping her lips as her body shudders on you.
>Her moan trails off into ragged gasping, and she runs a hoof through her mane, flicking it out of her eyes.
>Those sapphire orbs peer at you in wonder and confusion as you stare up at her.
>"You...havn't...how?"
"Why'd ya...why'd ya stop?"
>"Stallions only...seven seconds..."
>She trails off, confused, as a wide grin splits your features.
"Not...a stallion..."
>You thrust once, and she gasps, looking down at you.
>You sit up, staying inside her as you shift yourself.
>You thrust again, harder this time, and she clenches her teeth, moaning, as you start to set up a rhythm.
>You thrust up into her as she wraps her hooves and legs around you, clinging to you and shuddering.
>Her eyes stare into yours as you thrust, and you hear her hiss a word to you though a clenched jaw.
>"Harder."
>You grin and comply, thrusting like mad into the mare you love.
>She shudders and clenches you tight, moaning into your ear as you work her over.
>You pull back, nearly leaving her, before ramming yourself home.
>She bites your shoulder, muffling the shriek that escapes her throat.
>You let out a grunt at the little love-bite, before thrusting into her once more and...letting go.
>Your breath comes quick as waves of pleasure wash over your body in blessed, beloved release.
 
 
>Rarity gasps as you weakly thrust into her, finishing off inside her with a few gasps of your own.
>The white mare leans over you, panting, as she comes down from her last climax.
>Loose purple mane falls over both your faces as she comes in close, nuzzling your face with her cheek.
>"I...Anon...I didn't...oh Celestia..."
>You let out a weak chuckle.
"It was...good for me...too."
>She scrunches her snout and glares at you before falling into a bout of giggles.
>She lies onto your chest, her hooves on your shoulders as she gives your cheek another nuzzle.
>You wrap your arms around her, still recovering.
>Quietly, the two of you lay there, you staring at the ceiling as her breathing began to even out.
>You put your head in her mane and just...breathed her in, the sweet scent of her mane burning your senses.
>You felt your slick skin against her soft, downy fur, and you knew then.
>This was heaven. This was all you ever needed in life. No wealth, no land, no silver, no gold.
>Nothing could buy you happiness like this.
"Rarity?"
>"Hmm?"
"I'm not ever letting you go."
>She wriggles in your arms, smiling at you.
>"Never?"
"Nope, you're mine."
>She giggles at you.
>"That's where you're wrong, darling."
>You raise an eyebrow, and she puts a hoof on your chest.
>"You're mine."
>You grin at her, and she laughs.
>The pair of you lay like that, embracing each other in post-coital bliss, long into the night.
>Until you felt up to the task of going again.
 
 
>Exhausted, you lie there, one arm draped over Rarity as the pair of you finish off your last bout.
>Your nose twitches as you lay next to her, staring into her blue eyes.
>There's not much need for words anymore.
>You know, now.
>As she knows.
>You both have what you need. What you've been searching for.
>Perfection.
>Time passes. It could be an hour, could have been a minute, before you speak again.
"Rarity?"
>"Hmm?"
"What...what are we? I mean...us?"
>She gives you a soft smile.
>"I'd call you my special somep0ny, but as you have proven tonight, you are certainly not a stallion, or any other type of pony."
>You smile. That wasn't what she really meant, and she knew it.
>She puts a hoof on your cheek.
>"What we are doesn't matter, Anon. What matters is that we are."
>You put a hand to her hoof and rub your cheek with it.
"Good enough for me."
>You both smile at each other, and then kiss again.
>A thought strikes you, and you carefully pull back, thinking.
"How, exactly, are your friends going to take...uh, us...being..."
>Rarity lets out a frustrated groan.
>"I'd rather not dwell on THAT, thank you very much. We'll deal with it tomorrow, in Ponyville."
>You smirk at her.
"Fine with me. I'm exhausted anyway."
>You lean over and give her a peck on the cheek before rolling over.
>You feel a hoof on your back, followed by a light kiss on the neck as Rarity makes herself comfortable.
>You begin to let yourself drift off, a certain smell making it's way to your nostrils.
>Your eyes snap open.
>You know that smell. The same smell...from...
 
 
>You hazily lift your head, sniffing as you follow the smell.
>Rarity shifts next to you, confused.
>"Anon? Is something wrong?"
>That smell...
>It couldn't be.
>How could you have missed it for so long?
>It wouldn't...
>You sniff, your nose twitching, as you struggle to pin the smell to it's source.
>You turn, fear clenching your heart at the thought of that...
>Of that nightmare.
>Here. In the room, with you.
>You feel Rarity's hoof on your shoulder, and you turn to look at her, the smell growing stronger as you shift your head.
>It couldn't be...
>Your eyes widen as you turn your head.
>There!
>"Anon, why are you looking at me like that?"
>Your eyes slide over her to the window.
>To the glowing green eyes staring into the room from that window.
>They widen as you meet them, before flitting away, vanishing so fast you feel they may not have been there at all.
>The smell vanishes with it, but you stay staring out the window, terror filling your heart.
>That thing was real. It was real, and it was following you. It had seen you...
>Oh God...
>"Anon!?"
>You glance down at Rarity.
"N...Nothing, Marshmallow. Just thought I saw...it's nothing. Let's just get some sleep."
>She gives you one more worried glance, before falling back down on her pillow.
>You curl up with her, holding her close, your eyes on the window.
>It knew about you and her, whatever it was.
>And God only knew what it wanted.