>it's a slow evening but you hadn't really thought much on it
>a glance into Twilight's room shows her struggling to stay awake
>that violet mane dips once in a while as you watch her from behind
>a few more sudden descents and those ears perk up quickly at your snicker
>she doesn't say anything as her studies continue for a while longer
>when several minutes pass, you look over and see her head resting over the desk
>you walk in and run your fingers along her mane carefully while you watch her rest
>poor girl had worked herself until she just passed out
>when you reach down to gently pull her up, those eyes open slowly with a fussy grunt
>"I'm fine," she mumbles, not even trying to stop you from picking her up
>you pat her back and pet her wings as you hoist her to your chest
>her forelegs grape over your shoulder with her head as she tilts to your own
>you can feel a few light nuzzles from her as she stays against you comfortably
>it doesn't take long to get her into her bed, carefully laying her along the sheets
>"No," she says sleepily, her soft hooves making a grab at your arm when you stand up
>you smile and nod, sitting back down with her and rub along her forelegs lightly
>her eyes stay on you the entire time as the purple pony enjoys the loving affection you offer
>your hand makes its way to her chest, giving gentle rubs at your sift your fingers through her coat
>the lavender mare coos out as she wiggles a bit to move in closer to you
>when you caress the side of her neck, her body seems to relax more as she breathes softly
>you keep up the very soft touches until she closes her eyes once again
>barely seconds pass when you stop and they open
>you raise a brow and look to her questioningly but keeping it playful
>”Come here~” she says, her forelegs moving out to you in a hugging gesture
>it's impossible to deny the sweet pony of her much needed loving
>you lean in and let her hooves caress your cheeks, moving around to hold the back of your head
>her cradling notion draws you against her soft chest and belly as you sigh in relaxation
>there was nothing softer than the well-groomed hair of her purple coat
>the scent of lavender, parchment, and a bit of ink seemed to be worked into it as well
>it just added to the whole moment more, letting you know where you were and what pony was holding you
>her hind legs settled down to let you lay against her a little more despite your size
>she was now left cuddling your head like she did Smarty Pants for many nights as a filly
>one of her hooves gently ran along the back of your head, much like you had done for her before
>it was a mimic of your own petting and grooming to her mane
>the feeling was soothing and so very relaxing, letting her stroke down the back of your hair with a soft hoof
>you notice a gentle tone and listen carefully, letting Twilight hum a small lullaby for you
>as it goes on, her tune gets lighter until you hardly hear it
>it's then that you realize her hoof has stopped and her body is completely relaxed
>the little pony is finally asleep
>you contemplate moving up beside her but can't bring yourself to it
>it's just far too comfy with her embrace around your head
>there's very little else to think about as you take in her calming aroma until, just like that, you're having the best sleep of your life