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AKA Spaghetti Dinner with the Princess edition.
Last time on Rarity “Quest:”
"A weave of silk is nothing compared to the loom of love, its intricacies more complex than the most elegant stitch, its fragility making silk appear as steel in nature."
You and Rarity completed your trip to Canterlot, and spent a good portion of time gawking over the VIP suite Princess Celestia arranged for the two of you. Lavish seemed to be an understatement, the suite leaving Rarity reeling and lying on the bed. She also said some things that may or may not come back to bite her, depending on your mood.
Eventually, you showered, ate a professionally prepared meal, and attended a show. A key to a VIP box was given to you, Celestia apparently making sure that you are to be taken care of wherever you go. It speaks volumes of her interest in you.
The play was titled “Yarn of a Seamstress,” and dealt with a pony seamstress falling for a non pony love interest. The coincidental timing of your visit, and your current situation, would've made you laugh had you not had your mind on more important things.
During the play a humanoid creature was introduced, no doubt the love interest to the protagonist seamstress. Rarity had a brief moment of unease, telling you of a time she was captured and forced into manual labor. Luckily that tale had a pleasant ending, and you told her how happy you were she was with you right then. Your words struck a chord deep inside Rarity, and she gave you a kiss on the cheek and her thanks. Energized by her display, you delicately put your arm around her. Her hoof firmly in your hand, the two of you leaned against one another, sharing a warm embrace that lasted the rest of the play, hints of tears in Rarity's eyes.
A step in the right direction, certainly.
Last time on Rarity “Quest:”
"A weave of silk is nothing compared to the loom of love, its intricacies more complex than the most elegant stitch, its fragility making silk appear as steel in nature."
You and Rarity completed your trip to Canterlot, and spent a good portion of time gawking over the VIP suite Princess Celestia arranged for the two of you. Lavish seemed to be an understatement, the suite leaving Rarity reeling and lying on the bed. She also said some things that may or may not come back to bite her, depending on your mood.
Eventually, you showered, ate a professionally prepared meal, and attended a show. A key to a VIP box was given to you, Celestia apparently making sure that you are to be taken care of wherever you go. It speaks volumes of her interest in you.
The play was titled “Yarn of a Seamstress,” and dealt with a pony seamstress falling for a non pony love interest. The coincidental timing of your visit, and your current situation, would've made you laugh had you not had your mind on more important things.
During the play a humanoid creature was introduced, no doubt the love interest to the protagonist seamstress. Rarity had a brief moment of unease, telling you of a time she was captured and forced into manual labor. Luckily that tale had a pleasant ending, and you told her how happy you were she was with you right then. Your words struck a chord deep inside Rarity, and she gave you a kiss on the cheek and her thanks. Energized by her display, you delicately put your arm around her. Her hoof firmly in your hand, the two of you leaned against one another, sharing a warm embrace that lasted the rest of the play, hints of tears in Rarity's eyes.
A step in the right direction, certainly.
>>21161
>You start in your seat as the resounding sound of clapping, or the pony equivalent, thunders in the theater. The observers of the play are showing their appreciation, the occasional whistle piercing the air as the actors and actresses take stage and bow, waving to the audience with smiles on their faces.
>Your sudden movement snaps Rarity out of her reverie as well, the two of you looking about in mild confusion. You were watching the play, in a sense, but really the two of you were just enjoying the moment.
>Rarity blinks and regains her bearings, looking up to you again and smiling.
>Very slowly she removes her hoof from your hand, using it to gently wipe at the corners of her eyes.
>"Well, the play was….nice, don't you think?"
>You start in your seat as the resounding sound of clapping, or the pony equivalent, thunders in the theater. The observers of the play are showing their appreciation, the occasional whistle piercing the air as the actors and actresses take stage and bow, waving to the audience with smiles on their faces.
>Your sudden movement snaps Rarity out of her reverie as well, the two of you looking about in mild confusion. You were watching the play, in a sense, but really the two of you were just enjoying the moment.
>Rarity blinks and regains her bearings, looking up to you again and smiling.
>Very slowly she removes her hoof from your hand, using it to gently wipe at the corners of her eyes.
>"Well, the play was….nice, don't you think?"
>>21167
>"Yes, it was," you reply, though you honestly can't remember what happened in the second half, "though I think my mind was on something else."
>You give her a little wink as you say this, causing her to laugh softly. She lowers her hooves back into her lap, still smiling at you, "As much as I'd love to hear more, I do believe you have a dinner with someone a bit more important than me to get to. And I'd hate to make you late."
>"Yes, it was," you reply, though you honestly can't remember what happened in the second half, "though I think my mind was on something else."
>You give her a little wink as you say this, causing her to laugh softly. She lowers her hooves back into her lap, still smiling at you, "As much as I'd love to hear more, I do believe you have a dinner with someone a bit more important than me to get to. And I'd hate to make you late."
>>21181
Well, aren't we off to a wonderful start.
>>21176
>You'd like to tell her she's the most important pony in the world to you, but something holds you back. Maybe it's not the right time, or place.
>You just give her a smile, holding out a hand as you help her to her feet.
>"Oh, I bet I look a wreck. Let me hit the powder room on the way out, won't you?"
>You see no reason to object and leave the private booth with Rarity at your side. As she departs for the restroom, you head back to the front and return the key.
>"Did you enjoy the show, sir?" the desk man asks.
>You nod, and the two of you very briefly chat about the show before a very, very loud noise renders everyone in the room silent.
>It's the sound of thunder.
>You look out the lobby windows and see the beginnings of a storm, a light drizzle starting to come down.
>"Oh no! We were supposed to get to the Chateau by hoof!" Rarity has appeared beside you, "Should we call a cab?"
>"You'll have a tough time getting one," the desk man says from his seat, "Everyone seems to have that idea, if you look out front."
>Sure enough, stallions in droves are waving down cabs for their ladies. You'd be lucky to get one in the next twenty minutes, and your dinner is a mere thirty minutes away.
Well, aren't we off to a wonderful start.
>>21176
>You'd like to tell her she's the most important pony in the world to you, but something holds you back. Maybe it's not the right time, or place.
>You just give her a smile, holding out a hand as you help her to her feet.
>"Oh, I bet I look a wreck. Let me hit the powder room on the way out, won't you?"
>You see no reason to object and leave the private booth with Rarity at your side. As she departs for the restroom, you head back to the front and return the key.
>"Did you enjoy the show, sir?" the desk man asks.
>You nod, and the two of you very briefly chat about the show before a very, very loud noise renders everyone in the room silent.
>It's the sound of thunder.
>You look out the lobby windows and see the beginnings of a storm, a light drizzle starting to come down.
>"Oh no! We were supposed to get to the Chateau by hoof!" Rarity has appeared beside you, "Should we call a cab?"
>"You'll have a tough time getting one," the desk man says from his seat, "Everyone seems to have that idea, if you look out front."
>Sure enough, stallions in droves are waving down cabs for their ladies. You'd be lucky to get one in the next twenty minutes, and your dinner is a mere thirty minutes away.
AKA Spaghetti Dinner with the Princess edition.
Last time on Rarity “Quest:”
"A weave of silk is nothing compared to the loom of love, its intricacies more complex than the most elegant stitch, its fragility making silk appear as steel in nature."
You and Rarity completed your trip to Canterlot, and spent a good portion of time gawking over the VIP suite Princess Celestia arranged for the two of you. Lavish seemed to be an understatement, the suite leaving Rarity reeling and lying on the bed. She also said some things that may or may not come back to bite her, depending on your mood.
Eventually, you showered, ate a professionally prepared meal, and attended a show. A key to a VIP box was given to you, Celestia apparently making sure that you are to be taken care of wherever you go. It speaks volumes of her interest in you.
The play was titled “Yarn of a Seamstress,” and dealt with a pony seamstress falling for a non pony love interest. The coincidental timing of your visit, and your current situation, would've made you laugh had you not had your mind on more important things.
During the play a humanoid creature was introduced, no doubt the love interest to the protagonist seamstress. Rarity had a brief moment of unease, telling you of a time she was captured and forced into manual labor. Luckily that tale had a pleasant ending, and you told her how happy you were she was with you right then. Your words struck a chord deep inside Rarity, and she gave you a kiss on the cheek and her thanks. Energized by her display, you delicately put your arm around her. Her hoof firmly in your hand, the two of you leaned against one another, sharing a warm embrace that lasted the rest of the play, hints of tears in Rarity's eyes.
A step in the right direction, certainly.
Last time on Rarity “Quest:”
"A weave of silk is nothing compared to the loom of love, its intricacies more complex than the most elegant stitch, its fragility making silk appear as steel in nature."
You and Rarity completed your trip to Canterlot, and spent a good portion of time gawking over the VIP suite Princess Celestia arranged for the two of you. Lavish seemed to be an understatement, the suite leaving Rarity reeling and lying on the bed. She also said some things that may or may not come back to bite her, depending on your mood.
Eventually, you showered, ate a professionally prepared meal, and attended a show. A key to a VIP box was given to you, Celestia apparently making sure that you are to be taken care of wherever you go. It speaks volumes of her interest in you.
The play was titled “Yarn of a Seamstress,” and dealt with a pony seamstress falling for a non pony love interest. The coincidental timing of your visit, and your current situation, would've made you laugh had you not had your mind on more important things.
During the play a humanoid creature was introduced, no doubt the love interest to the protagonist seamstress. Rarity had a brief moment of unease, telling you of a time she was captured and forced into manual labor. Luckily that tale had a pleasant ending, and you told her how happy you were she was with you right then. Your words struck a chord deep inside Rarity, and she gave you a kiss on the cheek and her thanks. Energized by her display, you delicately put your arm around her. Her hoof firmly in your hand, the two of you leaned against one another, sharing a warm embrace that lasted the rest of the play, hints of tears in Rarity's eyes.
A step in the right direction, certainly.
>>21227
>>21215
[Total: 10]
>>21225
>>21222
[Trips, unique event/Roll modifier]
>>21219
>>21218
[Total: 21]
>You tell Rarity you're going to hail a cab, and head outside before she can react.
>You stand head and shoulders above the tallest stallions, waving at the line of approaching cabs being pulled by ponies in ponchos.
>You wave your arm back and forth, but they seem to avoid you, heading to either side to pick up other parties.
>You're about to give up when a coach different from the others approaches.
>It's a dark hue, your eyes telling you that there's a hint of blue to the otherwise black coloring. It's pulled by a stallion wearing….armor? Or is that just a heavy rain suit? It's hard to tell, for the color of his clothing is the same as the coach.
>Upon his chest is a single shape, bright white in contrast.
>It's….a crescent.
>>21215
[Total: 10]
>>21225
>>21222
[Trips, unique event/Roll modifier]
>>21219
>>21218
[Total: 21]
>You tell Rarity you're going to hail a cab, and head outside before she can react.
>You stand head and shoulders above the tallest stallions, waving at the line of approaching cabs being pulled by ponies in ponchos.
>You wave your arm back and forth, but they seem to avoid you, heading to either side to pick up other parties.
>You're about to give up when a coach different from the others approaches.
>It's a dark hue, your eyes telling you that there's a hint of blue to the otherwise black coloring. It's pulled by a stallion wearing….armor? Or is that just a heavy rain suit? It's hard to tell, for the color of his clothing is the same as the coach.
>Upon his chest is a single shape, bright white in contrast.
>It's….a crescent.
>>21237
>>21237
>As the dark coach and it's driver slowly approach, you realize everyone around you has suddenly stepped back. You find yourself near alone on the edge of the sidewalk, the only figure near you Rarity herself, come to check on your progress.
>She's silent as the coach stops in front of you, a creaking noise accompanying the stopping of motion.
>Before either of you can speak, the door to the coach swings open silently and a booming voice roars out over the gentle rumbles of thunder overhead.
>"WE REQUEST THY PRESENCE. PLEASE, ENTER."
>>21243
>You turn to Rarity, a smile on your face. "See? Told you I could get a cab."
>Her eyes dilate and she hisses at you to be quiet before whispering urgently at you, "Do you have any idea who this coach belongs to, nay, who is in it right this very moment?"
>"N-no," you reply, her attitude shocking you out of your smugness.
>"It belongs to the Princess of Night, Luna!"
>"WE CAN HEAR YOU, BUT ARE GLAD YOU KNOW WHO WE ARE. NOW, ENTER."
>>21237
>As the dark coach and it's driver slowly approach, you realize everyone around you has suddenly stepped back. You find yourself near alone on the edge of the sidewalk, the only figure near you Rarity herself, come to check on your progress.
>She's silent as the coach stops in front of you, a creaking noise accompanying the stopping of motion.
>Before either of you can speak, the door to the coach swings open silently and a booming voice roars out over the gentle rumbles of thunder overhead.
>"WE REQUEST THY PRESENCE. PLEASE, ENTER."
>>21243
>You turn to Rarity, a smile on your face. "See? Told you I could get a cab."
>Her eyes dilate and she hisses at you to be quiet before whispering urgently at you, "Do you have any idea who this coach belongs to, nay, who is in it right this very moment?"
>"N-no," you reply, her attitude shocking you out of your smugness.
>"It belongs to the Princess of Night, Luna!"
>"WE CAN HEAR YOU, BUT ARE GLAD YOU KNOW WHO WE ARE. NOW, ENTER."
>>21250
>"L-ladies first," you say as you bow to Rarity.
>She gives you a funny look, but quickly regains her composure and steps forward and upward into the coach. You quickly follow her and find the door shuts as you climb in.
>The inside of the coach is spacious, you and Rarity sitting beside each other on a long seat at the back of the coach's interior. Opposite you is a slightly smaller seat, occupied by a young looking mare, her body a dark blue, and her mane a sparkling blue lighter than that of her body, the edges of the mane semi transparent and glittering. Her hooves are adorned with silver gilding, and she wears a necklace of sorts, black with a white crescent, matching the cutie mark on her flank, though the edges of her mark are blotchy in nature.
>The only other thing she wears is a small black crown that rests above her horn.
>The coach is silent until Rarity speaks up.
>"Thank you, Princess, for so generously offering us a ride. Though I must ask; Where are we going?"
>"WE-," the volume is intense, your hair being ruffled as Rarity covers her ears with her hooves and Princess Luna stops, visibly making herself speak in a quieter tone, "We saw you standing beside the theater in the impending storm, and we could not allow an honored guest of my sister to wander to their meeting through the rain."
>She turns her gaze from you to Rarity, "We are headed to the Chateau, friend of Twilight Sparkle and honored guest. My sister informed me of her meeting with this "human," and insisted we….I…attend the dinner to learn about him. I do hope that won't be a problem?"
>"L-ladies first," you say as you bow to Rarity.
>She gives you a funny look, but quickly regains her composure and steps forward and upward into the coach. You quickly follow her and find the door shuts as you climb in.
>The inside of the coach is spacious, you and Rarity sitting beside each other on a long seat at the back of the coach's interior. Opposite you is a slightly smaller seat, occupied by a young looking mare, her body a dark blue, and her mane a sparkling blue lighter than that of her body, the edges of the mane semi transparent and glittering. Her hooves are adorned with silver gilding, and she wears a necklace of sorts, black with a white crescent, matching the cutie mark on her flank, though the edges of her mark are blotchy in nature.
>The only other thing she wears is a small black crown that rests above her horn.
>The coach is silent until Rarity speaks up.
>"Thank you, Princess, for so generously offering us a ride. Though I must ask; Where are we going?"
>"WE-," the volume is intense, your hair being ruffled as Rarity covers her ears with her hooves and Princess Luna stops, visibly making herself speak in a quieter tone, "We saw you standing beside the theater in the impending storm, and we could not allow an honored guest of my sister to wander to their meeting through the rain."
>She turns her gaze from you to Rarity, "We are headed to the Chateau, friend of Twilight Sparkle and honored guest. My sister informed me of her meeting with this "human," and insisted we….I…attend the dinner to learn about him. I do hope that won't be a problem?"
>>21261
>"Of course that won't be a problem!" Rarity proclaims, and you echo her sentiment. Princess Luna smiles, "VERY G-," she coughs, and you swear you can see the hint of a blush, "Very good. We shall do our best to keep our voice down." Her eyes narrow in concentration for a moment, "I mean I," she sighs, "Forgive me, my manner of speaking is not…up to date."
>"I understand completely your Highness, don't worry yourself over it," Rarity replies, handling the situation with her social grace.
>You don't fully understand the situation, but Rarity's understanding seems to be helping matters along, so you just keep echoing her sentiments until the coach comes to a gentle halt.
>"We have arrived! Let us hurry to my sister, no doubt she is as excited as I to learn of you."
>The coach door swings open, and Luna motions Rarity out first. Rarity steps out, quickly followed by Luna, and you bring up the rear as the three of you stroll into the Canterlot Chateau.
>From the outside, the place appears to be a manor. Once inside, you see that the lowest floor is tiled in white, and only a handful of tables are scattered about, the center of the main floor open for dancing, a couple already gently waltzing as a small band plays soft music from a stage at the back.
>As soon as the reservation usher sees Luna, he stands to full attention before silently guiding the three of you to a staircase on the far left. As you walk, you notice the entire room has dropped silent, all eyes turning to the three of you. As you ascend the stairs, the music resumes and gentle murmurs can be heard.
>The stairs lead to a balcony that has only one table, no chandelier to cast light up here, only a few long candles on the table. The regal figure of Celestia is already seated, and she smiles invitingly upon seeing your little party. The candlelight plays off her multicolored mane and soft white body alluringly as you take your seat, Rarity to your left, and Luna to your right.
>"Of course that won't be a problem!" Rarity proclaims, and you echo her sentiment. Princess Luna smiles, "VERY G-," she coughs, and you swear you can see the hint of a blush, "Very good. We shall do our best to keep our voice down." Her eyes narrow in concentration for a moment, "I mean I," she sighs, "Forgive me, my manner of speaking is not…up to date."
>"I understand completely your Highness, don't worry yourself over it," Rarity replies, handling the situation with her social grace.
>You don't fully understand the situation, but Rarity's understanding seems to be helping matters along, so you just keep echoing her sentiments until the coach comes to a gentle halt.
>"We have arrived! Let us hurry to my sister, no doubt she is as excited as I to learn of you."
>The coach door swings open, and Luna motions Rarity out first. Rarity steps out, quickly followed by Luna, and you bring up the rear as the three of you stroll into the Canterlot Chateau.
>From the outside, the place appears to be a manor. Once inside, you see that the lowest floor is tiled in white, and only a handful of tables are scattered about, the center of the main floor open for dancing, a couple already gently waltzing as a small band plays soft music from a stage at the back.
>As soon as the reservation usher sees Luna, he stands to full attention before silently guiding the three of you to a staircase on the far left. As you walk, you notice the entire room has dropped silent, all eyes turning to the three of you. As you ascend the stairs, the music resumes and gentle murmurs can be heard.
>The stairs lead to a balcony that has only one table, no chandelier to cast light up here, only a few long candles on the table. The regal figure of Celestia is already seated, and she smiles invitingly upon seeing your little party. The candlelight plays off her multicolored mane and soft white body alluringly as you take your seat, Rarity to your left, and Luna to your right.
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>>21298
>We waste all our good rolls before the dinner starts
>We end up getting covered in pit, lit on fire, and thrown off Canterlot before the night ends
>We waste all our good rolls before the dinner starts
>We end up getting covered in pit, lit on fire, and thrown off Canterlot before the night ends
>>21287
It's a medium sized table, clad in a white table cloth, with a total of 3 candles arranged in a triangle in the center. Celestia sits across from you, with Rarity to your left and Luna to your right.
Silverware is placed and light glints off them dully, Rarity fidgets in her seat nervously as the sisters greet each other.
>"Hello Luna, I'm glad you could make it," Celestia says in her gentle voice, the sound helping to dispel some inner turmoil, though you can't say why.
>"Hello sister, it is an honor to be here," Luna maintains her…less energetic voice, "I did not believe you when you said how tall he was, and yet he is as you say."
>Celestia giggles, a sound of mirth that sends a tingle down your spine.
>They briefly converse, Luna telling Celestia how she gave you a ride from the theater. Celestia remarks at her thoughtfulness, then turns her gaze to you, "My apologies, I would have sent a coach for you, but it seems that it all worked out in the end. I hope my sister was kind to you on your way here?"
>Luna scoffs, though she smiles in acknowledgment of the intended joke, "As though I would harm a guest of yours, sister."
It's a medium sized table, clad in a white table cloth, with a total of 3 candles arranged in a triangle in the center. Celestia sits across from you, with Rarity to your left and Luna to your right.
Silverware is placed and light glints off them dully, Rarity fidgets in her seat nervously as the sisters greet each other.
>"Hello Luna, I'm glad you could make it," Celestia says in her gentle voice, the sound helping to dispel some inner turmoil, though you can't say why.
>"Hello sister, it is an honor to be here," Luna maintains her…less energetic voice, "I did not believe you when you said how tall he was, and yet he is as you say."
>Celestia giggles, a sound of mirth that sends a tingle down your spine.
>They briefly converse, Luna telling Celestia how she gave you a ride from the theater. Celestia remarks at her thoughtfulness, then turns her gaze to you, "My apologies, I would have sent a coach for you, but it seems that it all worked out in the end. I hope my sister was kind to you on your way here?"
>Luna scoffs, though she smiles in acknowledgment of the intended joke, "As though I would harm a guest of yours, sister."
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>>21322
>Luna nods, smiling, "It was our duty, and our pleasure," she turns to Celestia, "You did not tell me he was so polite. I believe I am beginning to like this one."
>Celestia laughs, "Well, we sort of bumped into one another at a doughnut shop in Ponyville. I believe you know him about as well as I do at this point."
>"Well, let us fix that then, shall we?"
>Rarity gives a small cough, "I hate to interrupt, but would it be possible to get a drink first?"
>"Of course Rarity," Celestia replies before looking to her right, away from the table.
>You follow her gaze and see a waiter stallion standing against the wall, just starting his way over to the table. You didn't even notice him until now.
>"Wh-what can I get for you, Princesses and company?"
>"May we have a bottle of your finest red wine, please." Celestia says.
>"Of course!" he dashes off, returning a moment later with a bottle of red wine in a small bucket of ice. He uncorks it, then pours a serving to everyone, before leaving the bucket and bottle on a stand near the table and resuming his wallflower position.
>Celestia raises her glass of wine, "A toast, to our guest, and to a pleasant evening. May we learn much of one another."
>Luna nods, smiling, "It was our duty, and our pleasure," she turns to Celestia, "You did not tell me he was so polite. I believe I am beginning to like this one."
>Celestia laughs, "Well, we sort of bumped into one another at a doughnut shop in Ponyville. I believe you know him about as well as I do at this point."
>"Well, let us fix that then, shall we?"
>Rarity gives a small cough, "I hate to interrupt, but would it be possible to get a drink first?"
>"Of course Rarity," Celestia replies before looking to her right, away from the table.
>You follow her gaze and see a waiter stallion standing against the wall, just starting his way over to the table. You didn't even notice him until now.
>"Wh-what can I get for you, Princesses and company?"
>"May we have a bottle of your finest red wine, please." Celestia says.
>"Of course!" he dashes off, returning a moment later with a bottle of red wine in a small bucket of ice. He uncorks it, then pours a serving to everyone, before leaving the bucket and bottle on a stand near the table and resuming his wallflower position.
>Celestia raises her glass of wine, "A toast, to our guest, and to a pleasant evening. May we learn much of one another."
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I'm still hoping a drawfag will draw the questers-around-a-conference-table idea we had a few sessions ago
Possibly inside Questanons head in this sort of style
Possibly inside Questanons head in this sort of style
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>>21339
To our host and her sister for which this wonderful dinner wouldn't happen or something kike this
To our host and her sister for which this wonderful dinner wouldn't happen or something kike this
>>21350
>You take a sip of your drink, the heavy scent and taste both imposing and delightful, the slight bitterness of the drink offset by a subtle grape flavor.
>Celestia also takes a gentle sip, whereas Luna and Rarity both drink near half their glasses rapidly. Celestia seems to think nothing of it, so you decide you won't either.
>"Now, tell me about yourself," Celestia instructs, "You are human, you're rather tall, you're friendly….that's about where we sit on knowing you right now."
>You take a sip of your drink, the heavy scent and taste both imposing and delightful, the slight bitterness of the drink offset by a subtle grape flavor.
>Celestia also takes a gentle sip, whereas Luna and Rarity both drink near half their glasses rapidly. Celestia seems to think nothing of it, so you decide you won't either.
>"Now, tell me about yourself," Celestia instructs, "You are human, you're rather tall, you're friendly….that's about where we sit on knowing you right now."
>>21356
"Well, what would you like to know? For a brief history, we're a species whose hands and well, relatively oversized brains in our world enabled us to inhabit and survive our entire world. I'd say the best of our achievements are the creation of machines capable of processing and recording any information, and out extensive pursuit of knowledge, though that depends on who you ask."
"Well, what would you like to know? For a brief history, we're a species whose hands and well, relatively oversized brains in our world enabled us to inhabit and survive our entire world. I'd say the best of our achievements are the creation of machines capable of processing and recording any information, and out extensive pursuit of knowledge, though that depends on who you ask."
>>21368
>>21365
>Luna gives a chuckle, a glint in her eye as she looks at you in a peculiar manner. Celestia continues, apparently not noticing.
>"That could be useful," she changes gears, "Actually, I am curious, how did you arrive in Equestria?"
>It sounds crazy, you think as you explain, "Honestly, I just….woke up here one day."
>You recount how you woke in a forest, wondering how you'd gotten there when you swore you went to sleep in your own bed the other night. You stumbled, aimlessly, searching for some sign of life. Wandering out of the forest and finding a town of sentient ponies….well…you weren't expecting that.
>After the initial mental breakdown, you approached the edge of town and….
>"Ah, so that was the incident Twilight Sparkle wrote of some time ago. She mentioned the arrival of a strange being, the feelings of fear of the towns people," she looks sad for a moment, "I'm sorry I could not arrive to assuage their fears and meet you sooner. There were…..matters to attend to, and I put off reading her letter. Had I known…."
>>21365
>Luna gives a chuckle, a glint in her eye as she looks at you in a peculiar manner. Celestia continues, apparently not noticing.
>"That could be useful," she changes gears, "Actually, I am curious, how did you arrive in Equestria?"
>It sounds crazy, you think as you explain, "Honestly, I just….woke up here one day."
>You recount how you woke in a forest, wondering how you'd gotten there when you swore you went to sleep in your own bed the other night. You stumbled, aimlessly, searching for some sign of life. Wandering out of the forest and finding a town of sentient ponies….well…you weren't expecting that.
>After the initial mental breakdown, you approached the edge of town and….
>"Ah, so that was the incident Twilight Sparkle wrote of some time ago. She mentioned the arrival of a strange being, the feelings of fear of the towns people," she looks sad for a moment, "I'm sorry I could not arrive to assuage their fears and meet you sooner. There were…..matters to attend to, and I put off reading her letter. Had I known…."
>>21365
I'm very good with my hands, tinkering with things. Machines, fine workings, that sort of thing. To be honest, I'm afraid I may not find much purchase in this world for such talent; I've seen Rarity create the most magnificent pieces with her magic, I am at a loss to compete with what unicorns of her great caliber achieve.Rolled 8 = 8
I'm very good with my hands, tinkering with things. Machines, fine workings, that sort of thing. To be honest, I'm afraid I may not find much purchase in this world for such talent; I've seen Rarity create the most magnificent pieces with her magic, I am at a loss to compete with what unicorns of her great caliber achieve.Rolled 8 = 8
>>21387
>>21386
>Rarity smiles back at you, gently sliding a hoof under the table and placing it in your waiting hand before turning to speak to Celestia, "Yes, I believe so as well."
>Luna nods her agreement, taking another sip of wine, "Had you gone before, we would not be here as we are now."
>Celestia smiles and removes her crown, setting it between her and Rarity, part of her flowing mane shifting, seemingly flowing in front of her ear, before she takes a hearty sip of her wine. Luna follows her lead and removes her crown, placing it between you and her.
>"Thank you. Now, before we continue, how about I place our order?"
>The waiter is waved over again, and he can't help but gawk at the Princesses without their crowns before taking the order and hustling off.
>He's not the only one gawking, Rarity's jaw is practically hanging open and your eyes are drawn to Celestia.
Spaghetti roll while I make that coffee.
>>21386
>Rarity smiles back at you, gently sliding a hoof under the table and placing it in your waiting hand before turning to speak to Celestia, "Yes, I believe so as well."
>Luna nods her agreement, taking another sip of wine, "Had you gone before, we would not be here as we are now."
>Celestia smiles and removes her crown, setting it between her and Rarity, part of her flowing mane shifting, seemingly flowing in front of her ear, before she takes a hearty sip of her wine. Luna follows her lead and removes her crown, placing it between you and her.
>"Thank you. Now, before we continue, how about I place our order?"
>The waiter is waved over again, and he can't help but gawk at the Princesses without their crowns before taking the order and hustling off.
>He's not the only one gawking, Rarity's jaw is practically hanging open and your eyes are drawn to Celestia.
Spaghetti roll while I make that coffee.
>>21406
[Total 68]
>You manage to break looking at Celestia before it becomes too awkward, though you think you see Celestia look down ever so briefly, as though embarrassed.
>Rarity snaps out of it as well, and the conversations resume as you take a swig of your wine.
>"Do you mind if I ask you a personal question?" Luna asks tentatively, setting her glass of wine down as she turns to look at you.Rolled 1 = 1
[Total 68]
>You manage to break looking at Celestia before it becomes too awkward, though you think you see Celestia look down ever so briefly, as though embarrassed.
>Rarity snaps out of it as well, and the conversations resume as you take a swig of your wine.
>"Do you mind if I ask you a personal question?" Luna asks tentatively, setting her glass of wine down as she turns to look at you.Rolled 1 = 1
>>21435
>"Of course I don't mind," you reply.
>Luna nervously moves her wine glass with a hoof instead of magic, shifting it left and right unsteadily as she ponders her question. It's only now you notice the large glass is completely empty.
>"Doth thou think….I, I mean, do you think," she sighs before inhaling deeply and steadying herself, "I desire to feel thy hand in my mane!"
>"Of course I don't mind," you reply.
>Luna nervously moves her wine glass with a hoof instead of magic, shifting it left and right unsteadily as she ponders her question. It's only now you notice the large glass is completely empty.
>"Doth thou think….I, I mean, do you think," she sighs before inhaling deeply and steadying herself, "I desire to feel thy hand in my mane!"
>>21449
>Celestia and Rarity look shocked. Luna sees their faces, her blue cheeks tinting darker as she gets defensive suddenly.
>"Do not look at me that way! I know both of thee think it as well!"
>You can't help but laugh a little, though you wonder what putting a hand in an ever flowing mane even feels like. Guess it's time to find out.
>"Well, if that's what you want, and everyone is okay with that…"Rolled 9 = 9
>Celestia and Rarity look shocked. Luna sees their faces, her blue cheeks tinting darker as she gets defensive suddenly.
>"Do not look at me that way! I know both of thee think it as well!"
>You can't help but laugh a little, though you wonder what putting a hand in an ever flowing mane even feels like. Guess it's time to find out.
>"Well, if that's what you want, and everyone is okay with that…"Rolled 9 = 9
>>21465
>You look at Rarity, who looks back at you. For a long moment, neither of you move or say anything. Then ever so subtly, Rarity nods, removing her hoof from your hand under the table as you scoot your chair over closer to Luna.
>You raise your hand and gently put it to her flowing mane, your fingers touching the glittering blue….section? It's hard to call it hair, because it doesn't really feel like it. You run your fingers through it as you would hair, and it parts in a similar fashion, but the texture is like the surface of water, tantalizing and cool. It's like dipping your hand into a tank of water, only for your hand to stay completely dry.
>Luna relaxes after a few strokes, slowly releasing the tension in her shoulders and taking a deep breath, quickly followed by a very satisfied sounding sigh.
>You decide you've had your fill, lest you make Rarity go over the edge, and withdraw your hand. Luna opens her eyes and looks at you almost pleadingly, before regaining her composure and coughing into a hoof.
>"Y-yes, thank you. That felt…wonderful."
>You look at Rarity, who looks back at you. For a long moment, neither of you move or say anything. Then ever so subtly, Rarity nods, removing her hoof from your hand under the table as you scoot your chair over closer to Luna.
>You raise your hand and gently put it to her flowing mane, your fingers touching the glittering blue….section? It's hard to call it hair, because it doesn't really feel like it. You run your fingers through it as you would hair, and it parts in a similar fashion, but the texture is like the surface of water, tantalizing and cool. It's like dipping your hand into a tank of water, only for your hand to stay completely dry.
>Luna relaxes after a few strokes, slowly releasing the tension in her shoulders and taking a deep breath, quickly followed by a very satisfied sounding sigh.
>You decide you've had your fill, lest you make Rarity go over the edge, and withdraw your hand. Luna opens her eyes and looks at you almost pleadingly, before regaining her composure and coughing into a hoof.
>"Y-yes, thank you. That felt…wonderful."
>>21479
>"Truthfully, I wondered about your mane, Princess. It appears to be flowing all the time, I could only have wondered what it would feel like. It was pleasant."
>Luna appears about to say something else, when Celestia interrupts with her own question.
>"If you don't mind my asking, where are you currently residing? Ponyville, yes?"
>You confirm that you live in a small house in the outskirts of Ponyville. It isn't much, but it's adequate.
>"I see. Are you happy there?"
>Once again you look to Rarity, "Yes. I've met quite a few ponies whose company I enjoy."
>Celestia smiles, "I am glad to hear it. Friendship is an important factor in our lives here in Equestria, as I'm sure you well know."
>She takes a sip of her wine, and looks at Rarity before continuing, "Twilight said you were bringing Rarity with you. Surely the two of you are good friends then, are you not?"
>"Truthfully, I wondered about your mane, Princess. It appears to be flowing all the time, I could only have wondered what it would feel like. It was pleasant."
>Luna appears about to say something else, when Celestia interrupts with her own question.
>"If you don't mind my asking, where are you currently residing? Ponyville, yes?"
>You confirm that you live in a small house in the outskirts of Ponyville. It isn't much, but it's adequate.
>"I see. Are you happy there?"
>Once again you look to Rarity, "Yes. I've met quite a few ponies whose company I enjoy."
>Celestia smiles, "I am glad to hear it. Friendship is an important factor in our lives here in Equestria, as I'm sure you well know."
>She takes a sip of her wine, and looks at Rarity before continuing, "Twilight said you were bringing Rarity with you. Surely the two of you are good friends then, are you not?"
>>21485
>>21488
>"Well," you begin to respond, only to be cut off by nervous laughter from Rarity.
>Everyone gives her worried looks, including you.
>Is Rarity….sweating? No, surely it's your imagination.
>Celestia looks concerned, "Rarity, are you alright? You look peaked."
>"N-no, nonono, I'm quite alright Princess, thank you." She slowly takes a sip of wine, though her wine glass shakes in the grip of her magic.
>"You are hiding something," Luna states matter of factly, causing Rarity to splutter while drinking, quickly wiping her face with a napkin as Luna looks on, perhaps amused.
Step in, or let things continue and maybe work themselves out? If you want to step in, you'll need to roll for it. Majority decision here, please only vote once.Rolled 8, 4, 8 = 20
>>21488
>"Well," you begin to respond, only to be cut off by nervous laughter from Rarity.
>Everyone gives her worried looks, including you.
>Is Rarity….sweating? No, surely it's your imagination.
>Celestia looks concerned, "Rarity, are you alright? You look peaked."
>"N-no, nonono, I'm quite alright Princess, thank you." She slowly takes a sip of wine, though her wine glass shakes in the grip of her magic.
>"You are hiding something," Luna states matter of factly, causing Rarity to splutter while drinking, quickly wiping her face with a napkin as Luna looks on, perhaps amused.
Step in, or let things continue and maybe work themselves out? If you want to step in, you'll need to roll for it. Majority decision here, please only vote once.Rolled 8, 4, 8 = 20
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>>21503
Unanimous decision to step in on Rarity's behalf.
[Total: 55]
>You put a hand on Rarity's shoulder and look her in the eye, asking her if she's alright. Perhaps she should excuse herself to the powder room for a moment?
>"Y-yes, excuse me," Rarity says, rising from the table.
>"I'll come with you," Celestia says, rising from the table as well.
>"A-alright, Princess," Rarity responds, before the two of them head off to the restroom together, Rarity trailing behind Celestia slightly and looking over her shoulder at you.
>You turn back to Luna to find her smiling at you.
>"Wouldst though like another drink, since I am pouring myself another?"
Unanimous decision to step in on Rarity's behalf.
[Total: 55]
>You put a hand on Rarity's shoulder and look her in the eye, asking her if she's alright. Perhaps she should excuse herself to the powder room for a moment?
>"Y-yes, excuse me," Rarity says, rising from the table.
>"I'll come with you," Celestia says, rising from the table as well.
>"A-alright, Princess," Rarity responds, before the two of them head off to the restroom together, Rarity trailing behind Celestia slightly and looking over her shoulder at you.
>You turn back to Luna to find her smiling at you.
>"Wouldst though like another drink, since I am pouring myself another?"
>>21531
>You thank her and accept the offer as she refills your large wine glass before filling her own and taking a healthy gulp of it. She seems to be drinking awfully quickly for some reason.
>She sees how you look at her and smiles, "Tis not often we have company, even less so I spend time with them. It is worth celebrating."
>She points at you with a silver clad hoof, "And you, you are very kind. It is no wonder the one known as Rarity feels for you, though she tries to hide it."
>Her hoof is wavering and her cheeks are rapidly getting darker. or lighter? It's hard to tell, but her cheeks are tinted differently than the rest of her body. A signal of her consumption, no doubt.
>Her hoof comes down to rest on the table, "It is a shame, in a way…." she mumbles something incoherent.
>You thank her and accept the offer as she refills your large wine glass before filling her own and taking a healthy gulp of it. She seems to be drinking awfully quickly for some reason.
>She sees how you look at her and smiles, "Tis not often we have company, even less so I spend time with them. It is worth celebrating."
>She points at you with a silver clad hoof, "And you, you are very kind. It is no wonder the one known as Rarity feels for you, though she tries to hide it."
>Her hoof is wavering and her cheeks are rapidly getting darker. or lighter? It's hard to tell, but her cheeks are tinted differently than the rest of her body. A signal of her consumption, no doubt.
>Her hoof comes down to rest on the table, "It is a shame, in a way…." she mumbles something incoherent.
>>21558
>>21559
>You're about to ask what she was saying when she suddenly straightens, though she wobbles in her seat a bit, the drinks finally catching up with her.
>"But this is no way for me to act, as Princess of the Night. I'm….sorry for my prodding. I shall let the subject drop."
>You aren't sure what just happened, but she seems to have regained her sense of composure, at least for the moment.
>Rarity and Celestia return, Rarity looking much better than before. You briefly wonder if they had a chat.
>As they take their seats, dinner is brought up the stairs and placed in front of everyone. It's another variation of steamed greens with garlic sauce, potatoes, and a variety of vegetables.
>Everyone takes the opportunity to eat, Rarity and Celestia the models of eating daintily, while Luna is a little less than perfect in her manners. You do your best and feel like you're fitting in, much to your pleasure.
>Dessert is brought up, another sugary pastry stuffed with chocolate and powdered sugar. Luna gets chocolate on her cheek, and Celestia uses a napkin to wipe her sisters face while chuckling to herself.
>Rarity and you have no such encounter, since neither of you have had as much to drink as Luna, and Rarity is the model of etiquette.
>Everyone seems content with their bellies full, Celestia's eyelids drooping ever so slightly and giving a dainty yawn hidden with a hoof.
Anything you wish to ask/say to the Princesses before dinner is over?
>>21559
>You're about to ask what she was saying when she suddenly straightens, though she wobbles in her seat a bit, the drinks finally catching up with her.
>"But this is no way for me to act, as Princess of the Night. I'm….sorry for my prodding. I shall let the subject drop."
>You aren't sure what just happened, but she seems to have regained her sense of composure, at least for the moment.
>Rarity and Celestia return, Rarity looking much better than before. You briefly wonder if they had a chat.
>As they take their seats, dinner is brought up the stairs and placed in front of everyone. It's another variation of steamed greens with garlic sauce, potatoes, and a variety of vegetables.
>Everyone takes the opportunity to eat, Rarity and Celestia the models of eating daintily, while Luna is a little less than perfect in her manners. You do your best and feel like you're fitting in, much to your pleasure.
>Dessert is brought up, another sugary pastry stuffed with chocolate and powdered sugar. Luna gets chocolate on her cheek, and Celestia uses a napkin to wipe her sisters face while chuckling to herself.
>Rarity and you have no such encounter, since neither of you have had as much to drink as Luna, and Rarity is the model of etiquette.
>Everyone seems content with their bellies full, Celestia's eyelids drooping ever so slightly and giving a dainty yawn hidden with a hoof.
Anything you wish to ask/say to the Princesses before dinner is over?
>>21576
>You jokingly ask Celestia if she normally meets with others in such a way. It seems rather informal, not that that's a bad thing.
>She smiles gently, "No, actually. Normally there is a process to formally meet with myself or my sister. It is exceptionally difficult to get a time set up where we may both speak with those who desire our company. But since you are an exceptional case, I believed it deserved exceptional treatment." She gives you a wink, "I hope you and Rarity have been making the most of it."
>You jokingly ask Celestia if she normally meets with others in such a way. It seems rather informal, not that that's a bad thing.
>She smiles gently, "No, actually. Normally there is a process to formally meet with myself or my sister. It is exceptionally difficult to get a time set up where we may both speak with those who desire our company. But since you are an exceptional case, I believed it deserved exceptional treatment." She gives you a wink, "I hope you and Rarity have been making the most of it."
>>21589
>You wink back, "We have."
>Rarity blushes furiously, but otherwise retains her composure. Whatever Celestia said to her, it really anchored her attitude. Celestia just smiles.
>Luna laughs a bit loudly, causing the music downstairs to go silent for a moment before she calls an apology that causes the music to start back up again.
>"One would think you were unable to laugh in such a place," she remarks.
>You thank Celestia for the meal and ask if she has a moment for a private word before everyone departs.
>"Of course," she responds, rising from the table and lifting her crown with magic as she walks to the corner of the balcony, looking down at some of the higher class subjects under her rule.
>You approach and she turns to face you, her crown still hovering near her. "What is it you would like to talk about?"
>You wink back, "We have."
>Rarity blushes furiously, but otherwise retains her composure. Whatever Celestia said to her, it really anchored her attitude. Celestia just smiles.
>Luna laughs a bit loudly, causing the music downstairs to go silent for a moment before she calls an apology that causes the music to start back up again.
>"One would think you were unable to laugh in such a place," she remarks.
>You thank Celestia for the meal and ask if she has a moment for a private word before everyone departs.
>"Of course," she responds, rising from the table and lifting her crown with magic as she walks to the corner of the balcony, looking down at some of the higher class subjects under her rule.
>You approach and she turns to face you, her crown still hovering near her. "What is it you would like to talk about?"
>>21603
>The first thing on your mind is what she said to Rarity.
>When you ask, she smiles at you yet again, "I just gave her a bit of a pep talk." She remains vague when you ask for details, and you decide pressuring a Princess into talking doesn't sound like a good idea.
>You cautiously ask about her sister, Luna, and her emotions. Celestia sighs a little, "Luna has been gone for a very long time. She's still adjusting. I think….I hope, that her emotions are just a byproduct of that. And that she'll adjust further in time."
>You think of asking about yours and Rarity's relationship, but think better of it. You thank Celestia for her time and bow to her. She kneels slightly in return, and as you turn to leave you hear her whisper, "Do what you feel is right."
>And with that, the dinner is over. Luna and Celestia depart in different coaches after Celestia arranges one for you and Rarity back to the hotel.
>The ride is a quiet one, Rarity not saying anything, though she fiddles with her hooves.
>You arrive back at the hotel, and the two of you enter your suite, flipping the lights on and shutting the door behind you.Rolled 6 = 6
>The first thing on your mind is what she said to Rarity.
>When you ask, she smiles at you yet again, "I just gave her a bit of a pep talk." She remains vague when you ask for details, and you decide pressuring a Princess into talking doesn't sound like a good idea.
>You cautiously ask about her sister, Luna, and her emotions. Celestia sighs a little, "Luna has been gone for a very long time. She's still adjusting. I think….I hope, that her emotions are just a byproduct of that. And that she'll adjust further in time."
>You think of asking about yours and Rarity's relationship, but think better of it. You thank Celestia for her time and bow to her. She kneels slightly in return, and as you turn to leave you hear her whisper, "Do what you feel is right."
>And with that, the dinner is over. Luna and Celestia depart in different coaches after Celestia arranges one for you and Rarity back to the hotel.
>The ride is a quiet one, Rarity not saying anything, though she fiddles with her hooves.
>You arrive back at the hotel, and the two of you enter your suite, flipping the lights on and shutting the door behind you.Rolled 6 = 6
>>21616
>Rarity wanders forward to the wall length window, staring silently out over the lit streets below. She's unusually silent, causing you to approach her and put a hand gently on her back.
>She just leans against you without looking, her head resting at about waist level, resting against your side.
>The two of you stand silently watching over the city street, before she breaks the silence.
>"That was nothing at all like I imagined it would be."
>You tense up, expecting her to be upset.
>Instead, she just laughs. Slowly at first, muffled, but gradually it builds and builds as all her tension is let out, her body vibrating against your side with the force of her laughter.
>You can't help but laugh along with her, and when the two of you are finally quiet again you respond, "No, no it wasn't."
>You head towards the bedroom, removing the top part of your suit and laying it on the bed carefully before moving back into the living room area.
>Rarity is still looking out the window, this time with a smile on her face.
>You decide you'd like another drink, now that you're in private and there aren't any Princesses around to embarrass yourself in front of.
>You ask Rarity if she'd like a drink, and she thinks for a moment. Eventually, she says sure, she could use a drink.
>You tell her you're going to hop in the jacuzzi/tub thing, and hesitate before asking if she'd like to join you.
>She accepts the small glass of wine from you, and in an impressive display she swigs it in one gulp.
>"After that? How could I say no?"
>Rarity wanders forward to the wall length window, staring silently out over the lit streets below. She's unusually silent, causing you to approach her and put a hand gently on her back.
>She just leans against you without looking, her head resting at about waist level, resting against your side.
>The two of you stand silently watching over the city street, before she breaks the silence.
>"That was nothing at all like I imagined it would be."
>You tense up, expecting her to be upset.
>Instead, she just laughs. Slowly at first, muffled, but gradually it builds and builds as all her tension is let out, her body vibrating against your side with the force of her laughter.
>You can't help but laugh along with her, and when the two of you are finally quiet again you respond, "No, no it wasn't."
>You head towards the bedroom, removing the top part of your suit and laying it on the bed carefully before moving back into the living room area.
>Rarity is still looking out the window, this time with a smile on her face.
>You decide you'd like another drink, now that you're in private and there aren't any Princesses around to embarrass yourself in front of.
>You ask Rarity if she'd like a drink, and she thinks for a moment. Eventually, she says sure, she could use a drink.
>You tell her you're going to hop in the jacuzzi/tub thing, and hesitate before asking if she'd like to join you.
>She accepts the small glass of wine from you, and in an impressive display she swigs it in one gulp.
>"After that? How could I say no?"
>>21639
I wouldn't know that feel. But congratulations to you! Yours is something like twice as long as my Trixie failure.
>>21637
>You take your glass of wine to the bathroom with you and set it on the sink counter as you flip some handles and get the hot tub going. You return to the bedroom to remove the rest of your clothes and lay them out, only to find Rarity stripping in front of you with her back turned.
>The zipper on her back slides down slowly, her blue magic surrounding the zipper and lowering it with care, exposing her white body one link at a time, the subtle zipping noise barely audible over the sound of the hot tub filling.
>The final link parts and the dress falls away, dropping to the floor before being swept up in her magic and moved into the living room area, along with the top section of your suit.
>She removes the pins in her hair with similar care, setting the pins on the chest of drawers near her, her mane falling out haphazardly before she tussles it by shaking her head.
>She turns around to see you in the door frame, still watching.
>She makes a "tsk tsk" noise before you feel yourself being pulled towards her.
>"You can't go into the tub in all those clothes, dear. I worked too hard to have you soak them like that."
I wouldn't know that feel. But congratulations to you! Yours is something like twice as long as my Trixie failure.
>>21637
>You take your glass of wine to the bathroom with you and set it on the sink counter as you flip some handles and get the hot tub going. You return to the bedroom to remove the rest of your clothes and lay them out, only to find Rarity stripping in front of you with her back turned.
>The zipper on her back slides down slowly, her blue magic surrounding the zipper and lowering it with care, exposing her white body one link at a time, the subtle zipping noise barely audible over the sound of the hot tub filling.
>The final link parts and the dress falls away, dropping to the floor before being swept up in her magic and moved into the living room area, along with the top section of your suit.
>She removes the pins in her hair with similar care, setting the pins on the chest of drawers near her, her mane falling out haphazardly before she tussles it by shaking her head.
>She turns around to see you in the door frame, still watching.
>She makes a "tsk tsk" noise before you feel yourself being pulled towards her.
>"You can't go into the tub in all those clothes, dear. I worked too hard to have you soak them like that."
>>21649
>You feel yourself guided to the bed before being pushed gently onto it. Before you can blink your shoes and socks are removed, discarded to the floor as she begins to undo your trousers.
>Having your pants buttons undo themselves is a strange sensation, especially when you know it's her undoing them for you. Your mind is flooded with less than pure thoughts as she continues, and you struggle to maintain your composure, as it were.
>She removes your undershirt and guides your discarded clothes to the living room area, with the rest of them. She comes back and eyes up your boxers, seemingly intent on removing them as well.
What's it gonna be gents? Stop her? Help her? Something else? Open to ideas here.
>You feel yourself guided to the bed before being pushed gently onto it. Before you can blink your shoes and socks are removed, discarded to the floor as she begins to undo your trousers.
>Having your pants buttons undo themselves is a strange sensation, especially when you know it's her undoing them for you. Your mind is flooded with less than pure thoughts as she continues, and you struggle to maintain your composure, as it were.
>She removes your undershirt and guides your discarded clothes to the living room area, with the rest of them. She comes back and eyes up your boxers, seemingly intent on removing them as well.
What's it gonna be gents? Stop her? Help her? Something else? Open to ideas here.
>>21658
>She hesitates, and then steps back from you, leaving your boxers intact.
>Instead she just tugs at a hand with her magic, pulling you back to your feet and guiding you to the bathroom.
>She walks into the room and shields her eyes in a joking way, "All these lights simply won't do! One moment."
>She wanders out of the bathroom, returning shortly with a small lighter for the candles in the bathroom. She lights the two on the sink counter, then one on each wall near the hot tub before turning out the electric lights and stopping the water in the hot tub.
>The room is now dimly lit, a yellow orange tint to it as the candle flames waver, a slightly fruited scent wafting through the air. The candles must be scented, for all that it matters.
>Her task now complete, Rarity sets the lighter down on the counter and pulls you towards the hot tub gently, slowly climbing in first with a series of oohs and aaahs.
>You turn around and remove your boxers before lowering yourself into the hot tub, not feeling like soaking the undergarments.
>Rarity makes no comment, though she raises an eyebrow at you when you're finally relaxing alongside her.
>Without a word you reach over with a hand and begin running your fingers through her soft mane, the wet purple strands parting easily and smooth to the touch.
>She moves over from her position alongside you to sit effectively in your lap, and you use both hands to stream her mane out repeatedly before moving them to her neck and back, gently massaging her.
>She moans as you work the tension from the base of her neck, pressing your thumbs into her soft fur. She squirms in place before resting a hoof on your knee and biting her lower lip.
>You move on to her back, and she leans forward at first, only to cry out when you hit a sensitive spot and she leans backwards onto your hands, her left hoof coming up and gently wrapping around your neck as you continue your kneading.
>She hesitates, and then steps back from you, leaving your boxers intact.
>Instead she just tugs at a hand with her magic, pulling you back to your feet and guiding you to the bathroom.
>She walks into the room and shields her eyes in a joking way, "All these lights simply won't do! One moment."
>She wanders out of the bathroom, returning shortly with a small lighter for the candles in the bathroom. She lights the two on the sink counter, then one on each wall near the hot tub before turning out the electric lights and stopping the water in the hot tub.
>The room is now dimly lit, a yellow orange tint to it as the candle flames waver, a slightly fruited scent wafting through the air. The candles must be scented, for all that it matters.
>Her task now complete, Rarity sets the lighter down on the counter and pulls you towards the hot tub gently, slowly climbing in first with a series of oohs and aaahs.
>You turn around and remove your boxers before lowering yourself into the hot tub, not feeling like soaking the undergarments.
>Rarity makes no comment, though she raises an eyebrow at you when you're finally relaxing alongside her.
>Without a word you reach over with a hand and begin running your fingers through her soft mane, the wet purple strands parting easily and smooth to the touch.
>She moves over from her position alongside you to sit effectively in your lap, and you use both hands to stream her mane out repeatedly before moving them to her neck and back, gently massaging her.
>She moans as you work the tension from the base of her neck, pressing your thumbs into her soft fur. She squirms in place before resting a hoof on your knee and biting her lower lip.
>You move on to her back, and she leans forward at first, only to cry out when you hit a sensitive spot and she leans backwards onto your hands, her left hoof coming up and gently wrapping around your neck as you continue your kneading.
>>21699
>You work your hands along her tense points, taking care to really work the spots that make her moan and shudder as she grips you tighter, until she's completely relaxed, a content hum coming from her as you work your hands to her front, caressing her stomach and chest gently, teasingly.
>You lower your head to her shoulder and hear her heavy breathing, the way her moans crack when you rub her just right, the feel of her soft, wet mane against your face. It's all so tantalizing.
Final time I'll ask, sex now or not? I can write either at this point.
>You work your hands along her tense points, taking care to really work the spots that make her moan and shudder as she grips you tighter, until she's completely relaxed, a content hum coming from her as you work your hands to her front, caressing her stomach and chest gently, teasingly.
>You lower your head to her shoulder and hear her heavy breathing, the way her moans crack when you rub her just right, the feel of her soft, wet mane against your face. It's all so tantalizing.
Final time I'll ask, sex now or not? I can write either at this point.
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I hope she's just tipsy if we're asking her.
I don't want for this to end like this
I don't want for this to end like this
>>21712
>You turn Rarity around and look into her blue eyes as she puts her hooves around your neck.
>"I love you, Rarity. And I want you. But only if you'll have me."
>She stares back at you for a moment, before leaning into you and kissing you forcefully, pushing you against the back of the hot tub.
>Your hands immediately move down to her flank, cupping each cheek in a hand as the kiss breaks and Rarity speaks.
>"If I didn't, ah, want you too, I wouldn't, uhn! B-be in here, letting you run your hands all, all over me."
>Your hands move and you tease her slit with your fingers, the hot water dulling the sensation on your fingertips, but the feeling to Rarity is electric as she whips her head back, her wet mane throwing water everywhere as you feel her push her hips down to get you inside her.
>You raise your hips up to meet her as she presses down, the hot bubbling water splashing as her flank slaps into your thighs as you enter her, her voice echoing in the small room as she cries out.
>She's in the driver seat, setting the pace as she rises and lowers herself onto you, the hot water surrounding the two of you splashing as she picks up the pace. The steady thwap, thwap, thwap of her flank hitting your thigh is muted from being underwater, but the hot water makes every bit of her feel even hotter by comparison, the water surrounding your member degrees cooler than her insides, pushing you near the edge repeatedly as she continues.
>The whole time she's moaning loudly, right into your face. It's music to your ears, and you only break those moans to lovingly kiss her, your tongue twisting with hers in your mouths before you move on to kissing her neck when she needs to catch her breath.
>During one of your makeout sessions you sit upright, grabbing Rarity and turning her back around before having her lean against the adjacent wall with her front hooves and standing to get a better position.
>You turn Rarity around and look into her blue eyes as she puts her hooves around your neck.
>"I love you, Rarity. And I want you. But only if you'll have me."
>She stares back at you for a moment, before leaning into you and kissing you forcefully, pushing you against the back of the hot tub.
>Your hands immediately move down to her flank, cupping each cheek in a hand as the kiss breaks and Rarity speaks.
>"If I didn't, ah, want you too, I wouldn't, uhn! B-be in here, letting you run your hands all, all over me."
>Your hands move and you tease her slit with your fingers, the hot water dulling the sensation on your fingertips, but the feeling to Rarity is electric as she whips her head back, her wet mane throwing water everywhere as you feel her push her hips down to get you inside her.
>You raise your hips up to meet her as she presses down, the hot bubbling water splashing as her flank slaps into your thighs as you enter her, her voice echoing in the small room as she cries out.
>She's in the driver seat, setting the pace as she rises and lowers herself onto you, the hot water surrounding the two of you splashing as she picks up the pace. The steady thwap, thwap, thwap of her flank hitting your thigh is muted from being underwater, but the hot water makes every bit of her feel even hotter by comparison, the water surrounding your member degrees cooler than her insides, pushing you near the edge repeatedly as she continues.
>The whole time she's moaning loudly, right into your face. It's music to your ears, and you only break those moans to lovingly kiss her, your tongue twisting with hers in your mouths before you move on to kissing her neck when she needs to catch her breath.
>During one of your makeout sessions you sit upright, grabbing Rarity and turning her back around before having her lean against the adjacent wall with her front hooves and standing to get a better position.
>>21791
>You enter her again from behind, this time above the water, pushing in as far as you can go while gripping her cutie marks with your hands.
>Her head whips back as you build up speed again, pulling nearly all the way out to push back into her quickly, listening to her coo and moan, her cries for you to push deeper egging you on. With her head back, her horn is mere inches from your face and you get the idea to kiss it. You do, though you can't tell if the moan that erupts from her is from that or what you're doing further south.
>You run your right hand under her and pinch one of her teats to gauge her reaction, and are delighted to find she gets weak in the legs when you do so.
>She leans heavily against the wall as you continue thrusting, and you feel yourself nearing the end. Rarity must be feeling it too, her cries growing louder and more insistent, until she's nearly shouting at you to go deeper, even though you're buried to the hilt inside her.
>With a final series of thrusts you pinch her teat again and both of you erupt simultaneously. You blow your load inside her as you feel her convulse around you, squeezing and twitching, gripping your member like she's trying to run you dry as you spew spurt after thick spurt deep into her as she barely stands, panting, her hooves shaking as she leans against the wall with you still inside her.
>You enter her again from behind, this time above the water, pushing in as far as you can go while gripping her cutie marks with your hands.
>Her head whips back as you build up speed again, pulling nearly all the way out to push back into her quickly, listening to her coo and moan, her cries for you to push deeper egging you on. With her head back, her horn is mere inches from your face and you get the idea to kiss it. You do, though you can't tell if the moan that erupts from her is from that or what you're doing further south.
>You run your right hand under her and pinch one of her teats to gauge her reaction, and are delighted to find she gets weak in the legs when you do so.
>She leans heavily against the wall as you continue thrusting, and you feel yourself nearing the end. Rarity must be feeling it too, her cries growing louder and more insistent, until she's nearly shouting at you to go deeper, even though you're buried to the hilt inside her.
>With a final series of thrusts you pinch her teat again and both of you erupt simultaneously. You blow your load inside her as you feel her convulse around you, squeezing and twitching, gripping your member like she's trying to run you dry as you spew spurt after thick spurt deep into her as she barely stands, panting, her hooves shaking as she leans against the wall with you still inside her.
>>21798
>You pull out of her and a suction noise sounds in the room, followed quickly by a thin trail of your seed running out of her and down her leg.
>You manage to lower yourself back into the tub, Rarity standing unsteadily against the wall for a bit before you manage to lower her down next to you. When she's in the tub she puts a hoof around your chest and clutches you from the side, her head lying on your shoulder as you put your arm around her.
>You pull her close and tell her again that you love her, to which she smiles before kissing you on the nose.
>And I, you. But next time, let's use a bed, hmm?"
>You pull out of her and a suction noise sounds in the room, followed quickly by a thin trail of your seed running out of her and down her leg.
>You manage to lower yourself back into the tub, Rarity standing unsteadily against the wall for a bit before you manage to lower her down next to you. When she's in the tub she puts a hoof around your chest and clutches you from the side, her head lying on your shoulder as you put your arm around her.
>You pull her close and tell her again that you love her, to which she smiles before kissing you on the nose.
>And I, you. But next time, let's use a bed, hmm?"
>>21808
>"Well, if you recall there's a bed in the next room," you say to her.
>She raises her head a little and smiles at you devilishly, her purple mane sticking to her face and framing those wonderful blue eyes she has, "If you'd be a dear and help me there, then I believe we could put it to use."
>With that, she turns on the shower portion of the tub, "But first, we need to wash up a bit."
>A second round occurs in the shower when she helps lather you up, the two of you unable to resist one another's touch, though this time you take it slower and Rarity stays on top. After a second washing up, you manage to dry off before carrying Rarity to the waiting bed.
>You lie her down gently, crawling in beside her before hugging her tightly to you while she nuzzles your chest and neck.
>"I love you," she says as she clings to you, her eyes drooping and her breathing slowing until she's fast asleep. You kiss her on the head, avoiding her horn, before falling asleep yourself, your love in your arms.
>"Well, if you recall there's a bed in the next room," you say to her.
>She raises her head a little and smiles at you devilishly, her purple mane sticking to her face and framing those wonderful blue eyes she has, "If you'd be a dear and help me there, then I believe we could put it to use."
>With that, she turns on the shower portion of the tub, "But first, we need to wash up a bit."
>A second round occurs in the shower when she helps lather you up, the two of you unable to resist one another's touch, though this time you take it slower and Rarity stays on top. After a second washing up, you manage to dry off before carrying Rarity to the waiting bed.
>You lie her down gently, crawling in beside her before hugging her tightly to you while she nuzzles your chest and neck.
>"I love you," she says as she clings to you, her eyes drooping and her breathing slowing until she's fast asleep. You kiss her on the head, avoiding her horn, before falling asleep yourself, your love in your arms.
>>21818
Alright, I'm going to go ahead and stop here. Typing is becoming difficult and I'm pretty sure that whole last section didn't turn out nearly as well as it ought've.
Regardless, I hope you enjoyed, feel free to leave criticism and whatnot. Always looking to improve, and I'm aware this session may not have been very good.
Thanks for joining me, have a nice….morning.
Alright, I'm going to go ahead and stop here. Typing is becoming difficult and I'm pretty sure that whole last section didn't turn out nearly as well as it ought've.
Regardless, I hope you enjoyed, feel free to leave criticism and whatnot. Always looking to improve, and I'm aware this session may not have been very good.
Thanks for joining me, have a nice….morning.
>>21825
Glad to be of service.
>>21827
>>21826
I'll take your words for it, my sleep deprived mind isn't capable of processing whether what I just typed was really up to my own standards or not. Bleh.
>>21828
That's half the fun though, right? I always find it amusing when you guys have huge discussions about these things.
Glad to be of service.
>>21827
>>21826
I'll take your words for it, my sleep deprived mind isn't capable of processing whether what I just typed was really up to my own standards or not. Bleh.
>>21828
That's half the fun though, right? I always find it amusing when you guys have huge discussions about these things.
