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Twilight's Treatment Volume 2 - Chapter 14 - Solutions

She'd been carefully planning when to make her move all day.  The beginning of school didn't allow her enough time, only a few minutes with her target.  During class would be worse, even with notes there was both the risk of getting caught and leaving evidence.  But lunch was the perfect opportunity to seculde her target and complete her objective.  There might be some collateral damage if she couldn't isolate the situation, but it should be minimal at worst. As everyone else filed out of the room she took a breath and prepared herself.  

"This is dumb."  Sweetie Belle said out loud to herself once she was sure everyone had exited the class room to retrieve their lunchs from their lockers.  She was making way too big of a deal out of a simple conversation.  It was true that the topic was sensitive and she certainly didn't want anyone else to hear them discuss it.  But the only person she had to worry about overhearing her was Scootaloo, who even if she heard would keep it a secret.  All Sweetie had to do was get herself focused on the task at hand and complete it.  No sweat.  

Walking to her locker and grabbing her pink lunch box the young lady proceeded outside to where most everyone enjoyed their lunch.  It was rare for anybody to eat inside when the weather was as nice as today.  Even the less social kids didn't want to be cooped up in the school if they didn't have to.  Scanning the school yard Sweetie searched until she located Applebloom, sitting under a tree  eating a peanut butter and apple jelly sandwich.  If you had to ask how Sweetie knew the exact flavor of the sandwich then you must not have known the Apple family very well.  Surprisingly Applebloom was sitting alone, which while good for Sweetie in this moment the situation was uncommon.  Applebloom was a girl that had a good share of friends and got along well with a lot of people.  

Sweetie approached her friend and waved about half way over when she was spotted.  The young farm girl motioned her over and Sweetie daintily sat next to her friend.  "Howdy, was wonderin' when ya were gonna come on out."  

"Sorry."  Sweetie apologized even though there wasn't a reason to.  "I had to get something before I could leave the classroom."  Like her courage.  Thankfully she found it somewhere, now she just had to use it.  First she had to work her way up before just hitting Applebloom with the big stuff.  "So I noticed you weren't eating lunch with Scootaloo."  

"Ah would..."  Applebloom said as she glanced across the school yard.  "But ah didn't feel like fightin' fer mah chance tah."  Sweetie followed Applebloom's line of sight to find Scootaloo sitting at one of the outside picnic tables, next to her newest fixation Rain Catcher.  "So ah'm just here people watchin'."

"Oh, anything good to see?"  

"There's a whole show goin' on."  Applebloom guided Sweetie along to see off to the side Rumble was sitting by the school yard fence and watching Scootaloo.  Along side him were Snips and Snails.  While Snips seemed to be listening to Rumble talk Snails had his eyes over on Ruby Pinch, who was chatting it up with some other boy Sweetie never really talked to but knew was on one of the sports teams.  On the opposite side of that was Silver Spoon and Diamond Tiara who were sitting with Dinky Doo, oddly enough.  Silver and Dinky seemed to be talking but Diamond looked like someone shoved a stick up her posterior.  Sweetie could only guess why and it seemed to be the focal point of this little line of people.  

There were enough kids that if you didn't know everyone you'd never see all the little details.  Sweetie wouldn't have caught on as well as she did had Applebloom not pointed it all out.  "Wow.  Is this really all over Scootaloo hanging out with a new boy?"  To think that little thing had caused such a big chain reaction.  

"Ah doubt it."  Applebloom said calmly, enjoying her lunch.  "Ah bet everyone's just got a seed stuck in their teeth over somethin' and it's all just comin' out right now.  Oh, that reminds me.  Silver Spoon asked if we wanted tah go have a sleep over at Diamond Tiara's house."

"Whoa, really?"  Sweetie asked amazed.  Still it was true the two former bullies were trying to make amends for their past behavior.  Silver Spoon seemed more sincere in this effort than Diamond in Sweetie's opinion.  But she didn't think they'd ever invite them to hang out.  

"Yeah, said it was gonna be a pool party while the weather is still warm.  Ya wanna go?"  

"I guess, sure.  But uh... did they invite Scootaloo?"  There seemed to be the most tension between those two and that fact wasn't lost on Applebloom either.

"Asked her the same thing, said she'd talk to her after askin' us first."  Well that seemed to settle that.  Maybe Silver Spoon wanted to test the waters with her and Applebloom first before trying to invite the most unstable element.  Besides getting to Scootaloo right now meant going through Rain Catcher and all his friends.  

"I guess that makes sense."  Sweetie said and opened her own lunch box to start eating as well.  There was a bit of silence between the girls as they ate and Sweetie Belle pondered how to bring up the subject she wanted to talk about while there was still time to discuss it.  Just breaking into it felt too forward but she couldn't think of anything that would let her transition to the topic easily.  Thankfully after the silence got to both of them Applebloom broke the ice. 

"So, what's goin' on with you?"  It was very open ended.  The girls spent nearly every day together so it wasn't like they didn't know what each other were doing most of the time.  But Sweetie gladly took any opening she could find after the frustrations of last night plaguing her all the way up to this moment.

"Well um... actually Applebloom I wanted to ask you something."  Her tone changed and Applebloom picked up on it immediately.  "But listen it's kind of personal so I'm going to ask you not to share it with anyone else, okay?"  Applebloom nodded.  "And you can't laugh either."  Applebloom nodded in agreement again.  "And if you don't want to talk about it that's fine but just don't think I'm weird or that there's something wrong with me or-"

"For goodness sakes Sweetie, ah ain't gonna talk about it with no one!"  Applebloom's outburst got some attention from a few of the tables closest to them and the girls smiled sheepishly while they waited for the group to return to their previous conversations.  "Ah mean yer fine, ya'll know ah'd never say nuttin' bad about any of ya."  That was true, Sweetie had nothing to fear when it came to her friends.  This was why she picked Applebloom in the first place.  

"Okay then, so there's no reason we can't be mature about this."  

"None whatsoever."  Applebloom said as she drank from her thermos.  

"Okay then, here it goes; have you ever masturbated?"  Applebloom's eyes lit up as she suddenly spit her apple juice out across the grass like a very startled and backed up fountain.  The farm girl coughed a few times and looked back to her friend, who was blushing red and looking down at the grass.  "Sorry I asked..."

"No!  No no, ah... ah promised ah'd be there tah talk."  Her dedication was admirable if nothing else.  The farm girl took a moment to catch her breath and ponder the question, blushing a bit as well.  "Ah guess it just caught me by surprise."  

"You don't have to answer if you don't want to."  

"Well, geez Sweetie, it's not like ah haven't done it before."  Applebloom said trying to sound reassuring but still coming off a bit nervous.  "Ah mean hasn't everyone at least once?"

"I guess so.  I never really thought about what other people do."  Sweetie admitted honestly.  Even though she'd been rather focused on her own sexual exploits recently she never thought about anyone else in that context unless it was someone she was interested in.  

"So ah'm guessin' since ya asked that ya tried it yerself a few times?"  Sweetie nodded shyly.  "Well there ain't nuttin' weird about it far as ah know.  Least not what anyone has ever said tah me."  Sweetie let out a sigh of relief, this was actually going better than she had expected.  She didn't think Applebloom would accuse her of being a slut or anything like that but she was scared that maybe no one else had tried it yet besides her.  Knowing Applebloom had experimented too made her feel at ease.  

"So um, when you do it, do you like... finish?"  Applebloom was trying to see if she could get through drinking out of her thermos again and thankfully this time she managed not to impersonate a sprinkler.  

"Ya mean like... 'finish' finish, right?  Not just using a towel to clean up?"  Sweetie Belle nodded.  "Well yeah, ah mean isn't that the point?"  Sweetie sighed again but this time it wasn't in any kind of relief.  Just a continued disappointment.  "Sweetie?"  

"I can't do it."  Sweetie said as the tone in her voice lowered to match her emotional state.

"Ya can't do it?"  Applebloom asked.

"I just can't.  No matter how many times I've tried I just can't... well, 'finish'.  I haven't even gotten close."  Well, there was two times in particular, with a partner who helped out.  But she couldn't mention that even to her best friends.  

"Not once?"  Applebloom asked in disbelief, as if the thing being described to her couldn't be real."  

"Applebloom I've never had an orgasm, ever."  Sweetie said as she turned to face her friend and got a little closer to talk.  "Not ever, and before it wasn't that big of a deal.  Because... y'know, whatever.  Who cares?  But now it's just driving me nuts and I'm feeling really really... pent up."  This part was even harder to describe.  At the moment Sweetie Belle wasn't aroused or eager or any of those emotions that always lead to the disappointment.  She was just fed up with her problem and it was weighing on her mind.  

"Well... horse feathers that's a mess right there."  Applebloom said and took a swig of her apple juice like a hard cider drinker.  "Well... so when ya... do it... what are ya doing when ya do it?  How are ya...?"  

"I'm just using my hand to... y'know.  You do it too, right?"  

"Well yeah, ah do but it's just every time ah do it, it works fer me.  So how are ya doing it with yer hand?"  

"Well okay, it's like this."  The two girls spent the next few minutes having a very interesting but embarrassing conversation as they described how exactly they spent some of their nights in their rooms.  Complete with examples of the way the used their fingers, at what curves and where they went.  By the time they were done all Sweetie seemed to really learn was that for the most part the two girls managed to have similar techniques and Applebloom was taking it to completion.  Aside from the fact she liked to get up on her knees sometimes to reach underneath and pleasure herself.  Which while pertinent information to the discussion it did cause Sweetie's face to light up red like an apple as she pictured it in her mind.  Somehow they were both exhausted just having talked about all of this.  

"Well... shoot, ah just dunno what tah suggest, Sweetie.  Sounds like yer doin' it all correct tah me."

"Yeah..."  Sweetie said sounding tired.  "Sorry to put you through that."  

"Nah, it's okay.  Sorry ah couldn't be of more help."  So that was the end of that.  Unless Sweetie wanted to take the same gamble on Scootaloo she was back at square one.  Or so she thought anyway until a voice spoke up from behind the tree they were both sitting under.  

"Have you ever tried uthing toyth?"  There was a moment of confusion and panic on both girls parts as their eavesdropper made themselves known from behind the tree.  Somehow they'd gone completely unnoticed the entire time they'd been back there.  

"Wha-what!?"  Sweetie Belle asked in a panic now that someone else knew about her problem.  The last thing she needed was for this to get out to everyone.  

"Hey, wait a sec.  Ah know that voice."  The other person made themselves known as they rounded the tree to where the two girls were.  She had thick, purple rimmed glasses and red frizzy hair that seemed to flow off of her head.  She was also easily a lot taller than both Sweetie and Applebloom but only a little older.  Thankfully it was someone they both recognized.  "Twist!"  

"Hiya Applebloom.  Hiya Thweetie Belle."  Even though Twist had grown quite a bit it seemed she hadn't yet mastered that lisp of hers.  Thankfully deciphering her words wasn't any harder than talking to Applebloom.  The girl in the glasses sat down with them as well to join in the conversation.  Sweetie sighed. 

"You've been listening the whole time!?  How come you never said anything?"  

"I thought it would be rude to interrupt."  Twist answered calmly and Sweetie couldn't think of an argument against that.  "I didn't even realithe Applebloom wath thitting here till you two thtarted talking.  By then I thought I'd let you girlth finish and keep working on my own thtuff."  Sweetie supposed that was reasonable enough of an explanation.  She still didn't like her private life being in the hands of someone she didn't intend to share it with.  

"What were ya doin' back there anyway?"  Applebloom asked, not nearly as upset as Sweetie seemed to be.  Applebloom was a lot closer to Twist than Sweetie or Scootaloo so it made sense she was more comfortable with her knowing secrets about them.  Sweetie just hoped Applebloom didn't make it a habit of sharing all their private lives with her.  

"I was jutht working on one of my thtorieth.  Thometimeth it can be difficult for me to get relaxthd enough to focuth on them tho I take any chance I can get."  

"Wait a sec, yer writin's stories now?  Ah thought you were all about making candies."  Applebloom asked curiously.  

"Oh I'm thtill making peppermint thtickth and all other thorth of thingth.  But I like to do thith thometimeth too jutht ath a hobby.  It can be fun writing your own thtorieth with a bit of a twitht in them."  

"That so, ya'll got a lot of 'em?"  Applebloom asked as she tried to peek over the note book Twist had been writing in, but the girl in the glasses closed it shut with a grin before Applebloom could get a peek.  

"No peeking till the work is finithhed."  Twist said pleased with herself.  "But I'll be glad to thhare anything I have done with you if you want.  Would be nithe to get thomeone to give me an opinion on what I'm doing to get better.  Thweetie you can too if you want, I'll even bring thome thnackth if we want to make a thing out of it."  Twist seemed really pleased with the idea of sharing her stories.  It kind of reminded Sweetie of how Rarity loved to show off a dress when it was finally done.  Must have been an artists' pride that she simply wasn't familiar with yet till she could find her own style to share.  

"Yeah, I think it might be fun."  Sweetie agreed, seemed she was getting invited to a lot of things today.  "...so um, what did you mean by 'toys'?"  It was another awkward transition into the original subject but to be fair it was Twist that brought it up.  

"Oh yeah, that problem you thaid you had.  Have you ever thought about uthing toyth to tholve it?"  Sweetie and Applebloom both looked on with complete confusing as if Twist was speaking another language.  Applebloom tried to reason things out.  

"Somehow ah don't think an old doll or toy train is gonna solve this particular issue, Twist."  Twist giggled a bit at Applebloom's response.  

"No thilly, not thothe kindth of toyth.  I mean like thex toyth, the kind that help with Thweetie's exact problem."  The girls were still completely baffled by the suggestion.  "You've never heard of them before?  

"No way."  Sweetie said sincerely.

"Like... where would ah even have heard of 'em?"  Applebloom said genuinely confused how Twist had such confident knowledge on the subject.  

"Oh, I gueth you girlth don't read the thame kind of bookth ath me.  They talk about them a lot in certain romanthe novelth.  Actually they go into a lot of detail about a lot of thingth depending on who the author ith."  It was dawning on Sweetie both how fortunate she might be that Twist came along having such knowledge readily at hand and how interesting it was she was getting these kinds of books.  Which prompted her to ask about it.

"These are just available to read for free, any time we want in the library?"  Twist nodded in response.  "And Twilight has never once asked why your checking out books with... that sort of stuff in them?"  

"I don't think thhee knowth."  Twist answered.  "Or thhee ithn't paying attention.  I think thhee just tho happy thomeone ith checking out a book that thhee doethn't care what they're about.  Thhee hath never even read the titleth far ath I can tell, just thtampth them and letth me go."  Well there's you answer, blame a lack of adult supervision if you have a problem with it.  Not that it appeared to be a problem, Twist seemed completely comfortable and self-confident in what she'd read about.  "Anyway there'th all thorth of thingth you can get.  Toyth thhaped liked penitheth, toyth thhaped like jutht thmooth thtickth, thome thhaped like eggth.  Thome of them even vibrate to help you out."  

"Should we be talkin' about this so publicly!?"  Applebloom asked clearly uncomfortable with where this was going but Sweetie Belle was seeing a guiding light as she got closer to be more involved in the conversation.  

"Do you think one of those might really help me?"  She didn't want to sound desperate but she was at her wit's end.  

"Maybe."  Twist answered.  "I mean you'd have to buy one and I'm not thure exactly where you'd even get it."  Sweetie felt her heart sink for a second time.  Another dead end.  "I gueth you could alwayth jutht uth a pillow."  

"A... pillow?"  Sweetie asked confused.  Applebloom was even more confused.

"They make pillows for that?  How does that even work?"  Twist giggled a little bit again and seemed to be having fun with their ignorance in the subject.  Even if she was at least she was sharing with them and not making fun or talking down to them.

"No no, it'th not a thpecial one... least I don't think.  Thomeone probably does make one..."  She trailed off a bit before getting back on topic.  "But I mean any old pillow can do ath long ath it'th not too thoft.  Or a thtuffed animal, or an arm chair.  Heck you could uthe another friend'th leg."

"A friend's leg..."  Sweetie said as she was suddenly taken back to her adventures with Spike and was suddenly getting an idea of what Twist was talking about.  Applebloom kept things going forward. 

"Lets just focus on the first one, okay?"  The farm girl asked as her cheeks were clearly flushed with embarrassment.  

"Okay."  Twist agreed without missing a beat.  "All you have to do ith get it nice and firm and put it between your legth.  You don't even have to take your underwear off if you don't want to.  Then you jutht kind of rub."  

"Rub?"  Applebloom asked.

"Yep, kind of like you're riding a horthe."  

"An ya'll have tried this?"  The farm girl asked again.

"Oh yeah!" Twist said happily.  "I mean it'th not my favorite way to do it but it doeth work pretty good.  I thought if Thweetie Belle hadn't tried it out yet then it might help her with her problem."  Maybe it could she thought.  She hadn't even considered trying anything other than what she'd done in the past.  She just figured there must have been something wrong with her.  Which reminded her...

"Oh Twist, this is probably pretty obvious but please please please don't go telling anyone about this conversation."  Sweetie asked as sweetly as she could.

"Don't worry, I wouldn't go talking about my friendth behind their backth.  Bethideth thith ith important girl talk, am I right?"  Sweetie smiled and nodded, feeling a little relief in the knowledge there just might be a solution for her problem after all.  Applebloom on the other hand looked as if she were currently a lot more bothered by all of this than when they started.  "You okay Applebloom?"  

"Yeah yeah, ah'm fine.  No need tah fret."  The farm girl said.  "Ah just don't... y'know, normally talk about stuff like this."  

"No problem, I gueth people don't uthually.  But I'm glad I can with you girlth.  It maketh me feel better knowing we can talk about adult thtuff and it doethn't get all immature and giggly the moment someone says puthy or clit."  Both girls were left wide eyed as up until that point no one had been saying things like that.  Twist's lisp making the situation even more surreal.  "Well lunch ith gonna end here thoon tho I'm gonna head back.  I'll thee you girlth later."  The girls said goodbye to their friend as they were currently stewing in the information she'd given them while collecting their trash from their meal.  Sweetie didn't know if this was actually going to solve her problems but she had hope now.  Maybe after solving this issue she could finally figure out what to do about the other things that were bothering her as of late.  If nothing else she was eager for tonight to come.  

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The rest of the school day proceeded as normally as any other.  Students took their classes, were given homework by their teachers and once it was over every one of them was ready to head home.  Scootaloo fiddled with her locker combination as she planned which books to leave behind and which to take with her.  She'd need the math book without a doubt as she had more than enough homework of it.  She wasn't looking forward to having to do any of it, she hated math.  Even the numbers on her locker were a pain as she finally got it open after the second try.  

Still not everything was bad today; she got to talk with Rain Catcher a lot more at lunch and thankfully Applebloom and Sweetie Belle weren't upset over it at all.  Though they did seem kind of weird after lunch, like there was something going on that she had missed.  She'd have to catch up with them later when she'd get the chance to ask them what was going on.  As she loaded up her backpack and closed the locker door a familiar face appeared next to her before she could make her way towards the club house.  Silver hair hung over spectacles that gazed at her eagerly.  "Hey Scootaloo, getting ready to head home?"  Silver Spoon asked with a bit of joy to her voice.  

"Uh... actually I was going to head to the club house with Applebloom and Sweetie Belle."  Scootaloo answered hesitantly.  Even though the two bullies from her childhood seemed like they were trying to act less like jerks she still wasn't sure about their motives.  Any minute she figured they could switch back to their old selves and Scootaloo didn't want to be the target if it happened.

"Yeah, that makes sense.  I thought you would and the girls would tell you then but I wanted to let you know first."  The girls?  She didn't realize all of them were so familiar with each other now.  Not that she trusted the girl in glasses.  

"Let me know what?"  

"Well two days from now Diamond Tiara is going to have a party at her place-"

"Not interested."  Scootaloo said quickly and began to walk away before Silver Spoon cut off her escape route with he own body.  

"Let me finish!"  She said insistently and it managed to stop the purple haired girl in her place.  "Thank you, as I was saying; she's having a private party at her place two days from now.  Sweetie Belle and Applebloom have already agreed to come."  

"They did?"  Scootaloo asked in complete surprise.  She knew Applebloom had been making an effort to be nicer with the two but she hadn't though her and Sweetie Belle would willing walk into one of their homes like this.  

"Yes, under the condition that you wanted to come too.  We'll have a sleep over and pizza and her dad can even break out the projector to watch a movie if we want.  Also we're planning to use the pool so you should bring your swim suit."  Scootaloo thought about this carefully before answering.  She did like the idea of all of those things, it sounded like a lot of fun.

"Didn't we all just go to a party and it ended really badly?"  The bad taste of everything blowing up at Spike's place was still fresh in her mouth.  Including her argument with Diamond Tiara.  

"It'll be just the five of us this time, no one else showing up.  No boys, just us girls."

"And Diamond Tiara really wants me there?"  Silver Spoon looked like she was getting tired of trying to seem pleasant during this conversation.  Scootaloo didn't feel bad though.  Maybe this was some kind of peace treaty they were putting together but after everything she'd seen in the past it could easily be just a set up.

"Look, I get that you guys are fighting.  I think you know why too."  Scootaloo smirked confidently.

"Cause she's jealous of me."  

"You are not even close to right."  Silver Spoon said, dropping her smile and getting serious now.  "Did you know Rain Catcher and Diamond Tiara dated?"  

"I... what?"  She actually hadn't known that.  Frankly she didn't think to ask if he'd been involved with anyone else before.  "So, what does that matter?"  

"Try asking him some time why they broke up and see what he says.  Cause I'm telling you right now Scootaloo, Diamond was just trying to protect you."  Scootaloo wasn't sure how to respond to that.  When it came from Diamond Tiara she was more than ready to fight but now someone else was giving her the same story.  Sure it was Tiara's sidekick but still it caught her off guard. 

"S-so what, you're saying I should just stay away from him too?"  She felt herself get defensive but it was Silver Spoon's fault for bringing it out in her. 

"I don't know, doesn't matter to me."  Silver pulled out a small envelope and handed it to her.  "Maybe he's changed, maybe he's still a jerk.  I don't like him myself and I think you should be careful around him.  Party time is on the invite, you're still welcome to come if you want.  Diamond Tiara really doesn't want a fight and she's trying hard to show it.  Please respect that."  Just like that the older girl said her good byes and went on her way home.  Scootaloo was left dumb struck after the conversation.  It was like being reprimanded by a parent for acting like a brat.  

Looking the invite over she thought the situation through.  If Applebloom and Sweetie Belle were really going then it was probably for real.  Silver had even given her a chance to ask them herself later and Scootaloo doubted she would be setting up some kind of trick if she knew they could check out her story with each other.  Scootaloo put the envelope away in her backpack and got ready to head out and meet the girls.  She wasn't sure what to think but she hoped at least if they wanted to go to this party that everything would work out okay.  

The idea that Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon were reforming messed up her expectations of things involving them.  But worse was the thought that if they were really turning over a new leaf then that might have meant they were being honest about Rain Catcher.  Now that a boy was actually paying attention to her she didn't want to believe those things could be true.  Best to just not think about it right now.  They could still be acting nice and be wrong about him.  That had to be it.  She hoped it was it.  Otherwise the alternative was too depressing. 

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Hours later as the sun was starting to descend, Spike was on the road making his way back home.  While spending time with Rarity had been enjoyable he still had his responsibilities to Twilight.  Rarity understood of course, she'd have him all to herself in a few nights after all.  Spike didn't know how he planned to phrase that to Twilight but he figured being direct was the best way to go.  As she'd stated before she wasn't ignorant to what was going on between them.  

Even though the better part of the morning was spent together under and over Rarity's bed sheets the two had eventually found their way out of the soft embrace of her bed and into the shower.  Spike hadn't bathed with anyone since he was very small and needed the supervision.  Let alone with a woman he was attracted to.  It was nice.  Being together in the hot water and helping each other get ready for their day had felt like the sort of thing they'd been missing.  A connection outside of just the physical.  He'd always suspected but it was great to confirm that even before Rarity had done herself up with makeup and clothing she was always beautiful in every stage of preparation.

Once they were clean Spike actually did help her around the boutique for a while.  Carrying things, assisting her when needed and making tea so she didn't have to leave her work station or client's attention.  In the way that things had felt different in the bedroom things suddenly felt different in public as well.  Spike still admired her to be sure but there wasn't the feeling of the puppy dog following behind her every step.  It was like there was a mutual respect now between them and it felt reassuring.  When they parted she'd given him a kiss and let him know she was looking forward to their date together.  Spike was too, bursting at the seams with excitement actually.  But not spouting fire anymore, funny enough.  He hoped that was a good sign.  

"I'm home."  Spike called out as he walked in through the front door of the library.  Much like yesterday Twilight was leaned over a book with a cup of tea within easy reach.  No one else was in the library besides them and with dinner approaching he figured it was unlikely anyone would show up.   

"Hey Spike, welcome back."  Twilight responded with a kind smile.  "Did you have a good day?"  

"Yeah, it was nice.  I did some work around the boutique but it wasn't very difficult.  Mostly running errands.  Did you have lunch with everyone else?"  He recalled before he'd left that morning Twilight had mentioned getting together with the girls to eat.  He was glad that she was still making time to visit with her friends.  

"It was just Pinkie and AJ that came over.  Fluttershy and Rainbow Dash were busy with bringing those monsters into Everfree today.  We were like a group of veterans trading war stories of our injuries."  They shared a laugh over the interesting bond the trio had after their encounter at the capital.  Bringing up her injuries would have made Spike sad but all the girls were apparently happy with Zecora's ointment and seemed in good spirits.  He couldn't have asked for a better ending to that situation.  "Were you hungry?"  

"I was just about to suggest I make some stuffed peppers for us if you want them?"  Twilight agreed to the idea right away, Spike knowing it was one of his better meals that he put together and she enjoyed.  As the boy got himself ready in the kitchen he also plotted how to approach the subject of his big question.  He knew she wouldn't refuse him but he didn't want to be brash or rude about letting Twilight know of his plans.  

"How is Rarity doing?"  Twilight asked, catching Spike off guard.  It was weird to report that back to her, as if he was somehow a wedge between the two just by being present.  The girls didn't spend every today together of course but he didn't want to give them a reason to not see each other.  

"She's good."  Spike answered and tried to sound casual while doing so.  "She has her own things to work on tomorrow so I'll be staying home to help around the library."  Twilight nodded and made a noise of agreement.  "She said you're welcome to visit whenever you want."  That last part was thrown in by Spike himself as the subject of Twilight had never come up the entire time he was visiting Rarity.  Thankfully it was an accepted statement without any kind of drama or objection.  

"Okay, I might do that if I'm feeling up to leaving the house tomorrow."  Spike let out a breath he'd been holding back.  Gauging her reactions Twilight was both feeling better herself and didn't seem to have any conflict with her friend.  Things were sailing smoothly so far.  "Applejack and Pinkie asked me to come out tomorrow too so I might keep plans with them."  

"Oh, okay.  What are you guys going to do?"  Spike was getting into the full swing of preparing dinner now with his concerns alleviated.  

"They wanted to go by Fluttershy's to check out the beefca... er, um, beasts.  To check out the beasts.  Boy, what was I saying?"  She laughed a little at her slip of the tongue but Spike hadn't caught whatever it was she'd nearly uttered.  He was trying to remember the right spices for the sauce.  

"I guess that would be a good chance to get up close and study them.  Not like you can see a bunch of monsters like that every day without risking your neck."  Spike was getting the cutting board and vegetables ready by this point, all his ingredients gathered.  "Do you want another cup of tea while I'm up?"  

"Don't worry, I've got it."  Twilight raised her hand and the tea pot near her lifted off the table, coated in magical power.  Spike watched as the tea leaves for the pot were replaced, hot water was added to it from the kettle she'd kept on stand by and all of it was returned to her to fill her cup.  Twilight took a sip of her drink and turned a page of her book.  She hadn't lifted her head up once in the entire action. 

"W-wow.  Your power is back that much?"  Spike asked in amazement.  

"Yeah, I can use my magic again, thankfully.  My neck and arms are still beat up though.  Did you want some help in the kitchen?"  

"No, I'm good."  Spike responded, still awe struck at her amazing recovery.  Magical exhaustion was a taxing condition on a human body, but Twilight shrugged it off as if it had been no worse than a stubbed toe.  He wondered sometimes just how much Twilight could accomplish if she pushed herself to the limit.  "Say Twilight, did we have any important plans coming up in the next few days?"

"Not that I remember, why do you ask?"  She still sounded casual when she replied.  Spike took that as a sign to make his move.  

"Well, I was thinking that maybe the night after next I might spend the night at Rarity's."  Spike let the thought hang in the air for a while to see if their was any verbal reaction.  He had his back to the librarian while he was working on the food so he couldn't see her face to know what she was thinking.  "I guess that would mean you'd have to pick up dinner somewhere that night instead of me making it if it's okay with you?"  

"Okay."  Twilight answered calmly.  

"Yeah?"  Spike asked as he glanced over his shoulder.  He wasn't sure what he was expecting but the sight he got wasn't it.  She didn't look upset or sad or teary eyed or even angry.  Just the same calm exterior she'd had since he entered the library.  "You'll be okay on your own?" 

"Of course.  I'm a big girl, Spike.  I can get myself something to eat if I have to."  She smiled a little to herself as she responded and Spike felt his tension slip off his shoulders.  She was fine with him spending the night at Rarity's.  If that date went well then maybe Spike could finally figure out some way to make things normal between everyone again.  "So you better work extra hard tomorrow and have your chores done for both days."  

"No escaping the ever present list and jobs written on it."  Twilight's obsession with cataloging and completing assignments was ever present to this day in her life.  Still he didn't mind it.  It was just one of the things that made Twilight Twilight.  "No worries, there's no job too great that I can't handle."

"I never doubted for an instant."  Twilight said with a happy tone.  

It was almost too good to be true.  Everything seemed to be coming together for once.  His plans with Rarity were approved and on track, Twilight was healing quickly and looking like her old self again.  Sure there were still some things to iron out but he was feeling confident that it was possible to make everyone happy.  They ate dinner together that night and shared pleasant conversation.  He could only hope all his friends were doing this good.  

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She'd been thinking about the subject all day since it got put into her head; a pillow to help you masturbate.  Something as simple as that could make you feel really good in a different way than you'd felt before.  It was like some kind of weird witch craft that she hadn't been aware existed previous to today.  Twist had spoken of the action highly and as far as she could tell Twist wouldn't lie.  She'd been so eager to help after all.  But was this something she could really go through with?  Did doing this sort of thing make her a pervert or a weirdo?  As long as no one knew about it that was fine, right?  Feeling good was owed to her just as much as it was to everyone else.  She sighed sitting on her bed and looking at the comforter.  

"Ah'm ah really frettin' over this?"  Applebloom asked herself quietly.  It wasn't even like this was a problem for her, it was Sweetie that had the issue.  She didn't understand how her friend couldn't hit the high notes during her alone time.  The farm girl hadn't had a problem with it since she learned how to do it.  But this was like something different entirely using a "toy" as Twist had referred to it.  Reaching behind herself she grabbed one of her pillows and hugged it against her chest.  Dressed in just her panties and a large, yellow nightgown she sat there hugging her pillow tightly and leaning her head on it for support.  

"Well... yer gonna do it anyway."  Ever since the subject of masturbation had been brought up she was aware she was going to do it tonight.  It was like the thought had been subliminally planted in her mind after Sweetie Belle asked.  She hadn't even felt all that aroused until they began talking about it.  Afterwards it had been sitting in the back of her head, waiting for the chance to fulfill itself.  Touching herself wasn't something she did very often but when she had the urge she always took care of it and was happy to do so.  Just the idea of introducing a new element was exciting and scary at the same time.  Deep down she worried a little that she might be boring as a lover when she finally did meet a man she wanted to be with.  

"If we're gonna get it done lets get it done."  The girl said and put the pillow on the bed in front of her, staring at it for a moment.  There wasn't really a plan of attack on this.  Other than saying it could be used as an aid in her pursuits Twist hadn't mentioned a lot on how to go about it.  Applebloom looked at the head cushion with frustration before grumbling and pulling her other pillow behind her to lean back on.  To Tartarus with this, she was too horny to be this frustrated.  Pulling up her nightgown she slipped off her panties and tossed them off the bed, needing to get down to business.

Using her mouth to wet her fingers Applebloom slid her right hand down between her thighs and began to rub herself gently.  She let out a satisfied little moan as she began to apply pressured against her pussy and rub in slow circles.  A whole day's worth of frustration being massaged away by her slender fingers.  Spreading her legs apart wide the farm girl readjusted herself a few times before she was leaning back comfortably on her bed and stroking herself with pleasure.  

Applebloom felt herself become moist with excitement as she slid down from her leaning position, lifting her nightgown up to rub her breast with her left hand and massage her clit with her right.  Her mouth hung open as she let out quiet moans with hot breath, her fingers rubbing herself between her legs in quick motions to help her come along faster.  Body arching a little as the intensity between her legs grew and the grip on her breast increased.  She hadn't realized just how much she had wanted to do this.  It made her feel energetic, hungry and even a little sexy.  Also more adventurous.  She suddenly had an idea of how to use that pillow.  

Removing her nightgown entirely Applebloom grabbed hold of her pillow and curled it in on itself to make it more firm.  Mounting it on her knees she made sure she had a firm grip so it wouldn't go anywhere and began to move her hips in a thrusting motion.  "Oh!  Oh ah git it now."  The farm girl said as her pace increased with her hips.  It was similar to how her fingers had been bringing her to orgasm before the pillow was doing the same.  Only it hit her over every sensitive spot below her waist.  With her position on the pillow it kind of reminded her of horse back riding which only made this more fun for her thinking about it combined with another activity she liked.  "Ah can't believe ah never thought of this before."  She gasped as her hips moved more quickly.  She was close, she was going to climax and it was going to be so good!  

That was when the door opened.  

"Applebloom, can ya'll help me with this ointment, granny's OH MAH STARS!"  There was this moment at that very point where time seemed to slow down for Applebloom.  As the creak of her bedroom door began to sound the warning of an intruder, followed by her big sister barging in without even a knock.  During this point right before hitting that orgasm that wouldn't be happening tonight Applebloom realized this act was ruined for her forever.  She wouldn't ever be able to do this again without thinking of this very moment for the rest of her life.  When time started to return to normal speed during Apple Jack's shout of surprise the words "BAIL OUT!" ran through her mind in big red letters as the farm girl dived down to the floor to hide herself on the opposite side of the bed.  Not that it mattered, Apple Jack had already seen everything.  

"Apple Jack, shut the door!"  She shouted at her sister as she took cover.  The blonde farmer did as requested but forgot one implied detail.  "Ah didn't mean with ya'll still inside!"  

"Applebloom, wha... what the heck are ya doin!?"  

"What'd ya think I was doin!?"  For as much desire as she'd had going into this situation it had all turned into frustration and rage with the flip of a switch.  "Why are ya in mah room!?"

"Ah just... ah just need a hand is all.  Ah'm sorry ah'll just uh..."  Applebloom let out an irritated growl.  

"Just gimme as sec."  Well there was no point in hiding it now.  Standing up Applebloom slipped on her nightgown with her back to her sister and turned around.  Apple Jack was wearing her own two piece, flannel pajamas herself and her cheeks looked just as red as the colored portions of her clothing.  "What do ya need help with?"  There was this awkward pause as her big sister seemed completely confused as to what to do next.  Applebloom however didn't really care so much as long as they got it done quickly so she could go to bed and forget this horrible night happened.  

"Ah um... ah just need help."  Applebloom stared forward in annoyance before the farmer realized there was more to it.  "Oh, uh, ah needed help with mah medicine.  Granny usually does it but she fell asleep so uh... if ya don't mind?  Ah can't reach all the spots mahself."  Applebloom let out another frustrated grunt.  

"Fine, okay.  Just knock next time, alright?"  Apple Jack nodded, still completely embarrassed over everything that had just happened.  There was an odd exchange of power in this situation as Applebloom felt righteous in her anger over having her privacy violated and her big sister knew she was in the wrong.  Not to mention Applebloom was doing her a favor!  Well Apple Jack had better appreciate it after what she did.  How rude to just barge in on someone without even a knock.

Apple Jack quietly sat on the edge of the bed and began to unbutton her pajama top.  She set the gourd Zecora had prepared for her on Applebloom's night stand as she did.  "Ah just need ya tah put 'em on the sore spots and then ah'll be outta yer hair."  Her voice was embarrassed and disappointed.  It was an accident to be sure but it was all her fault and she had ruined a really good session Applebloom was enjoying.  

"Okay, ah can handle it.  Where do ya need it put exactly?"  She knew her sister had been hurt the last time she went to the capital in some kind of fight against a monster.  Though Apple Jack had reassured her that the injuries were minor.  The doctor was just being careful with her so she wasn't allowed to do a lot of manual labor on the farm just yet.  So she needed the medicine for a while.  Sooner it was done the sooner Applebloom could help herself get to unwind.  

"Ya'll know when ya see it."  The farmer said as she lowered her pajama top.  Apple Jack wasn't wearing a bra underneath but it wasn't a big deal.  Honestly the sisters had seen each other naked before.  Not often mind you but when you're in the same house all the time you just sort of run into each other coming out of the shower or getting dressed and who really cares?  Usually it isn't a situation like the one a few moments ago.  

"Alright."  Applebloom put some ointment on her hands and got them coated up.  Getting behind Applejack on the bed she got ready to apply it to her back.  Before her hands could touch though she managed to see just why the ointment was needed.  "What... Ah don't understand."  

"What's the matter?"  

"Ah don't... what happened?  Ya said ya weren't hurt that bad."  There were bruises everywhere.  All over her upper back and on her shoulders.  It was amazing Applejack could move at all without being in pain.  "Ya said ya weren't hurt this bad but there's... ah thought ya only got hit once?"

"Yeah, well, ah hit the ground too after he walloped me good.  So ah guess it was more like two hits.  Applebloom?"  The farmer turned around to see her little sister shaking as tears formed in her eyes.  "Sugar Cube it's okay, it looks a lot worse than it feels."  When Apple Jack talked tough like that she couldn't hold it in and started crying.  Apple Jack readjusted herself on the bed and held onto her little sister with her arms.  "What's the matter darlin'?  Ah'm gonna be alright."  

"Ah yelled at you."  Applebloom said through her tears as she leaned into her big sister's hug, feeling like the worst human being on the planet.  "Ah yelled at ya and ya came to me fer help and ah didn't know ya were hurt so bad!"  

"Shh, it's alright."  The farmer held her little sister against her chest and she cried hard despite the comfort.  How could she have been so selfish?  How could she have been angry when all her sister wanted was help with such terrible pain?  Even now Apple Jack still wasn't mad at her for being such a spoiled brat and it just made the red head feel worse about herself.  "Hush now, it's alright.  Ya didn't know.  Ah promise ya it's not as bad as it seems."  Applebloom lifted her tear stricken face from her sister's embrace and looked up at her sibling who was smiling with comfort at her. 

"Honest?"  

"Of course."  She said and gave the top of Applebloom's head a rub.  "It is a tad sore though and ah really do need help if ya don't mind?"

"Ah don't."  Applebloom sniffed and her big sister wiped her tears away for her since Applebloom's hands were still covered in ointment.  Getting back into position behind her, Applebloom began to very carefully rub the medicine onto her sister's skin.  Wincing at just how awful the bruises looked.  

"Ah'm a bit tougher than that, ya'll can put it on without worryin' about hurtin' me."

"Okay."  Applebloom said quietly as she worked her hands up from Apple Jack's back and onto her neck.  She could feel her body relax as the ointment made contact with her skin.  More ointment was needed before they were done as she applied it to Applejack's collar and her head to try and give her the most relief from the place she'd been struck.  Thankfully that punch hadn't hit any harder or broken Applejack's nose when it landed.  Her sister really was incredible to walk away from that and still be so strong.  

"Thanks Sugar Cube."  Apple Jack said as she put her top back on and rose to her feet.  Applebloom did the same and looked down at their bare feet still feeling ashamed of herself.  "Hey now, everything's alright, ya hear?"  Apple Bloom nodded but she didn't feel that way.  "Ah want tah hear ya say ya know it."  

"Ah know it."  Applebloom mumbled.  "Do yz want me tah help ya tomorrow night too?"  Apple Jack smiled warmly and gave her sister a hug which Applebloom returned gratefully. 

"Be happy tah have yer help.  In two nights yer gonna be at that sleep over at yer friend's right?"  Apple Bloom nodded.  "Alright... there ain't gonna be boys at this sleep over, right?"  Apple Bloom shook her head.  Oh Celestia please don't let Apple Jack try to have "The Talk" at this moment.  She couldn't take much more emotional stress today.  "Alrighty then, ah'm gonna head tah bed.  Ah'll see ya in the mornin' little sis.  Love ya."  

"Love ya lots, big sis."  Apple Jack left the room quietly, Applebloom laying down on her bed afterwards.  Well she certainly wasn't in the mood to try and entertain herself anymore.  That little game with the pillow was out the window as far as she was concerned.  Associating it with her sister walking in on her and further more with herself being a selfish monster for yelling at her when she needed help just ruined everything about it.  She let out a sigh and shut off her lamp next to her bed.  "Hope Sweetie Belle's having a better night of it than me."

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"Nngh!  Yes!"  She was sweating hard, moaning into her comforter and moving her hips in a lewd fashion.  But she didn't care about that or how it might have looked to anyone.  All she cared was how close she was to the satisfaction she'd been craving for so long.  Laying on her side Sweetie Belle's hips ground against the edge of her pillow, one hand holding it tight while the other gripped onto her bed sheets.  She wanted to shout with how good this felt but settled for talking quietly into the muffling of her bedding.  "Yes yes yes yes yes!"  

Twist had been so right about this that it was unbelievable.  The pressure from the pillow was enough that it hit everything Sweetie had been missing on her own.  She hadn't even taken off her bra or her panties when she began.  It would have been embarrassing to say but she was just so eager to feel good for once after the end of one of her "sessions" that she didn't stop to do so.  She could feel it ready to happen, ready to fulfill her pent up desires.  It would feel so good.   But she could make it feel better.  

Keeping the pillow between her legs Sweetie rolled her body so that she was on all fours now.  She reached back to unclasp her bra and discarded it onto the floor.  It felt good to have the restrictive garment off and expose her breasts to the air.  Her panties stayed on though, she felt sexier with them on for this.  Like she had those two times she'd been this close before.  "Spike... make me feel good."  

She cooed to herself as she leaned forward and thrust her hips against the cushion between her legs.  Closing her eyes she thought about the time in the bedroom with him, the first time she'd felt this way.  Back then she had been scared of what they were doing.  Unsure if it was right or not.  She'd panicked in the heat of the moment and ran away.  He said he wasn't mad at her about it but the memory was a bad one.  Sweetie pushed it aside.  

Her ass moved back and forth as she rubbed herself slowly again, thinking of the day in the orchard together.  She'd pushed him up against a tree, made him surrender to her despite how much bigger he was.  For a brief moment she was in power and he belonged to her.  It had felt good when she did.  Better when they kissed.  The desire to kiss now was very strong.  Her mouth opened and her tongue slid out as she remembered the joy of having another mouth there to greet her.  He'd wanted her then... back then she was wearing a dress with her panties pressing against his body.  

Her hand reached backwards and pulled up her blanket over her hips.  She wanted to remember that day differently right now.  Wanting to think of him giving her that joy and that feeling of satisfaction.  He'd held her in his arms tightly and it had made her feel hot, so she pulled the blanket up farther around her shoulders to help with the memory.  He'd put his hand on her ass and gripped it, so she reached down with one hand and squeezed her hip herself.  He'd kissed and licked at her neck, so she licked her other hand's fingers and rubbed her neck lightly.  It was embarrassing even for her to do this but it was the only good sexual encounter she'd ever had before in her life.  Let her enjoy the fantasy.  

"Make me cum."  She whispered into the bed.  She heard him reply that he wanted to in her mind.  "Make me yours."  His alone, no one else.  "Be just mine."  Of course, he belonged just to her.  "I love you so much."  He loved her too, more than any other woman he'd ever met.  As he spoke in her mind her hips ground harder against the pillow.  "I can feel... I can feel how hard you are."  He was that way just for her.  She'd made him that way with how much he wanted her.  "I want you too..."  That was good.  He wanted her to feel it.  He wanted to put it inside of her.  Did she want that?  

"Yes!"  Sweetie Belle's hips shook as she rolled over onto her side, her body still rubbing against the pillow as the action brought her to her first orgasm.  She was gasping loudly now for air as her body shook her with emotions and pleasure that she'd been trying to achieve for so long now.  Gripping hard onto the pillow for a moment after before the strength in her body gave out and she lay on the bed, completely tired.  Finally she'd be able to go to bed without feeling frustrated.  

Sweetie rolled onto her back and panted hard, her chest rising up and down as she stared at the ceiling.  She was covered in sweat and felt sticky and hot but overall wonderful.  Maybe she could feel this good every night now?  Tossing the tangled mess of blankets off of herself she sat up with her hands and looked herself over.  "Whoa."  Her panties were soaked.  It wasn't a complete surprise since she'd often become very damp before when playing with herself but she hadn't noticed just how bad it was this time.  Inspecting the pillow it had taken just as much of the brunt of it as her under garments.  "Well, guess I'm not sleeping on this tonight."  She tossed the pillow off the bed onto the floor and laid back down with a sigh.  Hopefully she could clean that up without her mom noticing.  She needed a special towel... and a special pillow.  

"I guess Twist was right, they do need pillows just for this."  Sweetie said a little amused with herself.  She yawned loudly and tried to find a comfortable spot on the bed after abandoning her panties to the floor as well.  Pulling up her towel from when she showered earlier Sweetie cleaned herself off and got ready to pass out.  It was a wonderful feeling compared to the forced sleep she'd put herself into the other night.  To think she owed it all to Twist and Spike for providing her the two ingredients she needed.  

She briefly wondered what it was like sleeping next to someone after sex.  With how sweaty she'd gotten was cuddling okay or is it better to leave the other person alone?  Did Spike even like sleeping next to another person?  She wanted to know.  She wanted to know what sex was like.  Before, during and after.  But now at least she could take her time with it.  Even if she couldn't have the boy she liked right now he could still satisfy her in her fantasies.  Until it could be a reality.  She fell asleep smiling, wishing him the same peace of mind tonight.

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After this morning Spike had been under the impression that his night was going to be pretty uneventful.  Without the very random encounters of his journey from yesterday he had been feeling satisfied and focused.  Even happy for once instead of the ugly brooding feeling that crept in every so often.  When Twilight had acknowledged his plan to spend the night at Rarity's with her approval he was sure they were finally on a path to some form of a normal routine finally.  He had however forgotten about Twilight's medicine.  

"Be gentle, okay?"  The librarian said quietly in the dark.  

"O-okay..."  Spike agreed as he placed the ointment on his hands and prepared to apply it to her skin.  When the two of them had gone up to their room to go to bed for the night Spike had changed into his pajamas and gone right to bed after cleaning his teeth.  He wasn't sure if Twilight had wanted the bathroom for a while tonight so he had made sure to stay out of her way just in case.  What he hadn't expected was for her to ask him to come to her bed to apply the ointment once more.  Even less expected was to see her on her back with her chest exposed before him.  Despite all of the lights being snuffed out he could still see her curves clearly in the darkness.  His hands fell upon her soft skin as she had requested of him.

Spike had made it a point to never let his hands drop down too far below her collar.  She was injured around her neck but he did his best to avoid even grazing where her collar ended and her breasts began.  After all he was just doing a service to help his friend recover.  A doctor or a masseuses would be doing the exact same thing and maintaining a professional level.  No reason he couldn't be a man and do the same out of respect for someone so important to him.  It didn't help that Twilight's moans of satisfaction were nearly erotic in tone.  Letting out a warm breath he pulled his hands up.  "I think I got everywhere."  He whispered to her in the dark.  

"Okay... just a moment."  Twilight responded as she turned her body around on the bed, everything below her hips covered by her blanket with her bare back visible.  "Okay."  

"Okay."  Spike said and let out a sigh of relief as he massaged her upper shoulders, back and under her hair against her scalp.  She'd expressed how good it felt last time and he was happy to give it to her again.  Even after seeing her exposed breasts earlier having her laying this way with everything out of sight made it much easier on him.  When he was done he could just escape back into the bathroom again and relieve any tension he still had with a personal massage of his own.  After everything that had happened this morning with Rarity, Spike was surprised he even had the urge to do that much.

As his hands were rubbing under Twilight's shoulder blades she spoke up from her place on the pillow.  "Spike, can you get my lower back too?  It's been sore."  

"Not a problem, Twilight."  Spike said happily and rubbed farther down her lower back to massage her.  She did feel a little tense there.  Spike didn't know if the ointment treated stressed muscles the same way it did injuries but he figured it couldn't hurt to try it.  As his hands came down lower on her back Twilight moved one of her own hands down and pulled the blanket down a little farther.  Even if she was still technically covered Spike could tell she wasn't wearing any panties with how much skin was exposed.  He took another deep breath and kept on working.  

"Don't be afraid to keep going lower."  Twilight said in a tone of voice that was a bit unlike her but still held the sound of lecture and education she always had.  As if she were a teacher trying to seduce a student in a classroom.  Odd picture to get in his head considering he'd never gone to school, Spike thought.   Spike followed along with her instruction and suddenly the blanket was tugged down farther by a pull of magical energy, exposing Twilight's ass and thighs to Spike.  Her hips moved slightly and rose her ass into the air a little.  The direction seemed clear... though Spike wasn't sure if he should follow through.  Weren't they supposed to be avoiding this sort of thing?  Was it still just a healing touch at this point?  

Slowly, almost fearfully Spike's hands dropped down past Twilight's waistline and rubbed against her ass.  The librarian let out a satisfied moan as her body was massaged further.  Spike tried to not think about this as anything more than helping a friend but it was getting harder to see things that way.  His fingers were gripping her ass lightly and rubbing each side in small circles.  Pressure being applied against her soft skin and her groaning in appreciation for it.  After what felt like an eternity she finally spoke again.  "Thank you Spike, that was very relaxing."  

"Y-you're... you're welcome Twilight.  Anything for you."  He swallowed a lump in his throat and prepared to make his way to the bathroom to find some private relief of his own so he could sleep tonight.  Before he was able to get off the bed though Twilight stopped him.  

"Spike, you don't have to go to the bathroom tonight."  

"...what?"  

"I know what you did in there last time."  She turned her head to look at him now, her purple eyes seemed to shine even in the dark.  She was so pretty.  She was always so pretty.  Why did she have to look so pretty even now?  He felt his cheeks flush with embarrassment.  "It's okay, I'm not mad at you or anything.  It's totally natural, just like the first time I told you that."  

"Y-yeah, I guess so."  That felt like a hundred years ago.  The moment she'd caught him pleasuring himself that one time had led to her helping him in the first place that lead to everything else.  How had that one simple embarrassing moment snowballed into all of this?  Was that how all of life worked?  Small moments growing so big they consumed your life?  

"You can do it here with me, it's okay.  It'll be easier for you to."  While it was certainly true being next to the beautiful woman in the room would help him reach that climax faster he was under the impression that he wasn't supposed to do that anymore.  

"Twilight, I thought that... we weren't supposed to?"  

"I won't touch it myself."  Twilight said.  "I won't even look, okay?"  She turned her head to face the other direction again.  It seemed like her mind had been made up and Spike didn't have it in himself to argue with her over this.  He began to undress next to her and Twilight stayed laying on the bed calmly.  Even after he'd discarded all of his clothes though something felt off.  "Having trouble?"  

"It's just... I never did something like that.  When someone else was nearby."  

"Hm."  Twilight said in a thoughtful tone before coming to a solution.  "I know, just use this, okay?"  Twilight said and reached around to tap her behind, raising it in the air a little.  

"Use... but... use... but..."  He wasn't sure if he was confirming or arguing against it.  

"Just don't go inside, okay?  If you just rub against me that should help you."  Spike wasn't even sure how this was better than what they used to do before when Twilight took care of him herself with her hands.  However with his clothes off and her laying nude before him it was too hard to resist.  Besides, deep down Spike didn't want to tell her no whenever she asked him to do something.  Climbing over her Spike positioned himself at her hips and pressed down, his cock sliding between her ass.  

"Ooh."  Twilight said with a cute giggle that just shook through Spike's body.  "There you go.  Just move back and forth until you cum on me.   Don't worry about anything else, okay?  Just enjoy it."  

"O-okay."  Spike said as his hips started to move.  Even though he'd done quite a bit more with Twilight in the past this still felt really exciting.  Just the contact with her skin against his cock was like a whole other feeling from doing it by himself with her panties.  The ointment he'd rubbed on her skin before made slipping between her that much easier as he rubbed back and forth.  "Oh wow."  

"Does it feel good?"  Twilight asked sounding very pleased she was making him happy.

"Y-yeah... it feels great."  

"I'm glad, don't hold back okay?"  

"Uh-huh!"  Spike agreed and leaned forward into her, pressing against her ass harder.  Twilight responded by lifting her hips and clenching herself together to offer him a firmer surface to rub against.  Her willing participation in this was enough to bring Spike closer to the edge than he expected despite never actually entering her.  He breathed hard and leaned over her body, now on all fours but being sure not to lay onto her upper back for risk of hurting her.  Seeing his hands at either side of her head, Twilight placed her own hand on top of his and held it gently.  Her fingers locked between his own and held him firmly in place over her.  That one motion with her hand was enough to shackle him in place.  He'd never leave now unless she released him, as if she was holding onto his very heart.  "Twilight... I can't..."  

"I said don't hold back."  Twilight corrected.  "Go ahead Spike, I'm ready."  Spike's hips increased in speed, Twilight letting out a little groan with each thrust before Spike finally moaned and came onto Twilight's back.  She gasped at first feeling his sticky cum shoot onto her but held Spike's hand to keep him in place.  Eventually letting out a happy moan as well.  "Very good.  That's all of it, right?"  

"Y-yeah... yeah it is."  Spike said though heavy breaths, feeling amazing after something so simple but pleasurable.  

"Very good."  Twilight said as she raised her other hand, using her magic to float her bath towel to them.  Giving it to Spike and telling him to clean the both of them off.  She finally released his hand so that Spike could fulfill the request, carefully wiping off the excitement he'd spilled onto Twilight's back.  She seemed almost proud of having made him give it to her in the first place  "Okay, now that we're clean we should go to bed."

"Alright, just give me a moment."  Spike said and collapsed on the opposite side of Twilight, panting hard from having relieved his tension.  Twilight rolled over to face him and used her magic to pull the covers over them both.  

"You don't need a moment silly, you're already in bed."  

"But, my bed is over there..."  

"Well tonight it can be here."  Twilight leaned forward carefully and gave Spike a kiss on his forehead.  "Good night Spike, sweet dreams."  Spike wasn't sure if he should argue but when it seemed he would protest again he felt her hand rest on his.  That was enough to stop him in his tracks; this was his bed tonight.  She'd made it so and he would oblige.  Anything for her.  

"Good night Twilight.  See you tomorrow."  His eyelids grew heavy as sleep began to take him.  Things had been intense but he figured it was okay.  After all Twilight said it was and she was the one that had set the boundaries in the first place.  He never went inside, she never even touched him herself with her hands.  The rules they broke before were unbroken as of now.  Sleeping in her bed wasn't new or uncommon so no rules were broken there either.  He could love her like this because he'd always loved her like this.

In fact he could love her like this and still love Rarity the way he loved her.  Maybe... maybe he could even love Sweetie Belle as he had up until now.  Possibly Damselfly too, in secret, like he had until now.  As Snails had said there really was an option to make everyone happy if he just tried to do it.  His love was strong enough.  He was strong enough.  For Twilight he would do anything and for everyone else maybe he could do the impossible and love them all.  There was hope.