"Losing Her Self(respect) - Rarity x Trixie - Valentine's Day"
By JeffMango (https://pastebin.com/u/JeffMango)

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Created on: Friday 1st of March 2019 08:10:41 AM CDT
Retrieved on: Saturday 31 of October 2020 10:45:05 PM UTC


>The light from a colored-glass lamp cast a ruddy, slightly depressing pallor over the bar area of the Canterlot Budget Inn, where Rarity sat swirling an alcohol-free mohito
>The bar area, really just a few tables set up in the corner of the budget inn's lobby and sharing the space with faux-leather couches and two bowls of fake fruit, was empty aside from Rarity
>This was really not the place she expected to be spending Hearts and Hooves
>She clenched her fists, really wishing her drink were stronger than, well, not strong at all, being totally free of any alcohol whatsoever
>"Oh ho ho!" a familiar and far-too-loud voice called from behind Rarity.  "Well, aren't you a lucky girl tonight.  Rarity, right?"
"You've gone to school with me for four years, Trixie," Rarity grumbled as Trixie plopped herself into the bar seat next to her
>She was dressed in only pajama pants and a baggy blue hoodie, with her hair free of any styling or ornamentation, just falling over her shoulders in chaotic silver-blue waves
>Rarity was a stark contrast, her pale complexion highlighted with makeup and contrasted by a deep, sensuous red dress that she'd had tailored specifically to hug every enticing curve, of which her body had plenty
>"Yes, well, Trixie finds it hard to remember every single one of her many, many friends.  But she tries her best."
"I'm flattered."
>"Please, think nothing of it!  It's simply in Trixie's generous nature.  Oh, waiter!  Please bring Trixie and her wing-girl here your best vodka-Red Bull's.  Mix 'em stiff."
"Trixie!  You're going to get us thrown out."
>The waiter, who was actually just the hotel's lobby guy, grabbed some Red Bull and a bottle of vodka out of the bar's fridge, which was really just the lobby break room's fridge
>Trixie flashed Rarity a painfully smug grin
"...and how did you do that?"
>"Trixie knows people.  Thank you, Jim," she said to the waiter
>"It's Hay Fever, actually," the waiter said with a sniffle
>"Ah, of course.  Keep them coming, Trixie is feeling quite generous tonight."
>"Uh, okay."
>He left both girls with a glass full of electric-orange liquid
>Rarity eyed hers suspiciously
>"What?  Don't tell me you're afraid to turn up with Trixie."
"One, please don't ever refer to it that way again.  One and a half, please don't refer to me as your wing-girl.  And two, I simply have to ask, what on earth are you doing here?"
>"Trixie could ask you the same question."
"I don't doubt it, but I believe I asked first."
>"But Trixie brought you a drink," Trixie said with a wink
"Ugh, you're impossible.  If you must know, I'm here waiting for a date."
>"Oh, Trixie hopes she's not interrupting anything."
"Well, not yet."
>"Who's this stunning gentleman?  Or lady~?"
"As if.  He's nobody you'd know.  He insisted on meeting me here."
>"Cool!  Trixie will totally wing-girl for you.  She's gonna get you so, so laid, you'll probably end up thinking of *her* while you--"
"Trixie, darling, I appreciate the offer, but please stop talking."
>"Ho ho, well, Trixie will let you keep your secrets, for now.  Let's drink up."
>She took a long swig of her Red Bull concoction, while Rarity took a dainty sip
>It was her first real alcoholic drink, aside from a few times sneaking wine from the pantry back home, when she was about thirteen
>"To a perfect girl's night out."
"Yay..."
>Rarity sighed, glancing at her watch
>"Date coming soon?"
"Oh, any minute now, I'm sure~" Rarity answered, trying to put a confident trill in her voice
>He was supposed to meet her two hours ago
>And he was supposed to meet her at the Greek restaurant across the street, which had just closed, leaving Rarity stranded here
>"You can enjoy Trixie's company until then, you lucky gal."
"Believe me, darling, I'm simply thrilled.  But please, once he gets here, you need to..."
>Rarity didn't even feel confident enough to finish that sentence
>She quickly gulped down a long drought from her glass, leaving a bright red lipstick mark on the rim
>The caffeine hit her, followed quickly by the alcohol, in a one-two bunch that left Rarity jittery and a little more loose-lipped
"Gah, where is he!?"
>"Traffic?"
"It's ten at night!"
>"Anything can happen in Canterlot."
"Nobody is two hours late to a date they want to be at."
>"Ooooh..."
>Trixie laid a warm hand on Rarity's bare shoulder
>"Rarity.  Trixie hates to do this, but she thinks she should be honest with you.  Your date... might not be coming."
"I was beginning to piece that together, dear," Rarity said, perfectly collected
>Then she burst into tears
"Oh, it's not f-fair!  I've looked forward to Hearts and Hooves all year!  I spent hours on this makeup, darling, hours!  All I do to look perfect, b-be perfect, and there isn't a man in all of C-C-Canterlot who can appreciate it!"
>Rarity lay her head on her hands, shaking with sobs
>Her mascara was running down her cheeks in long, dark streaks
>Trixie awkwardly patted Rarity's back with one hand and drank the rest of her RB-and-V with the other
"I'm s-supposed to be in the arms of my prince right now!  Not s-s-sitting with Trixie Lulamoon, of all people, in some dingy bar."
>"Dunno, Trixie kinds thinks you hit the jackpot."
>Rarity raised her head up just enough to glare at Trixie
"You could try and be a *little* more sympathetic, you know."
>Trixie shrugged
>"Trixie feels for you, Rarity.  But look on the bright side.  You get a free pass to have drinks with a *pretty* highly-demanded magician."
"Trixie, I mean this in the nicest possible way.  But I was hoping for a little more than just drinks with a classmate.  I want romance!  And, dammit, I wanted to be ravaged!"
>"Oh ho ho, the secrets come out!  Hay Bale, another round, please!"
>Rarity was shaking from caffeine, crying, and anger now, and she greedily began drinking when her next glass came
"Is that so much to ask?  Look at me!  I'm gorgeous!  Why is it so impossibly hard to get someone to want me, just once!  Even Twilight Sparkle gets laid more than I do!"
>"What?  No way!" Trixie said.  "Anyone but Twilight Sparkle!"
"Nothing I do is e-ever enough.  Why couldn't I get lucky, even if just for today?  Am I going to be alone forever?"
>Trixie gently stroked Rarity's back
>"Of course not.  You have Trixie, after all."
>Trixie's hand flew to her chest, which she thumped proudly
>"And, generous soul that Trixie is, she is one-hundred percent willing to ravage you far better than any internet blind date ever could!"
"H-how did you know he was from the internet!?  Wait, and what did you just say?"
>It took a moment for Trixie's words to catch up with Rarity's brain, which was now buzzing from multiple conflicting chemicals
"Please tell me you're not serious."
>Trixie crossed her legs, flashing a confident grin in Rarity's direction
>"Every promise Trixie makes is seriously."
"Ha.  This evening cannot possibly get any more depressing."
>"Are you rejecting Trixie's generous offer?"
"Your offer to sleep with me?  You really think I'm that desperate?"
>"Trixie has to admit, it does kinda look that way."
"Well, the answer is no!  I would never, especially with you!"
>"Rarity, Rarity, there's nothing wrong with a little experimentation."
"Listen darling, experimentation I have no qualms with.  I'm simply not ready to give my first time to you, of all people."
>"Oh, is that so?" Trixie asked, wriggling her eyebrows as she played with the collar of her sweatshirt
>She pulled it down enough to reveal her cleavage-- or rather, she would have revealed her cleavage, had she not been wearing an Akira shirt beneath the sweater
>Rarity rolled her eyes
"This is pathetic."
>"So, you truly believe you have no interest in Trixie's offer?"
"Less than none."
>"Hmm.  Trixie is a little sad.  She supposes she should head to her room then, if her night's ending here."
"Wait, already?"
>"Ho ho, reluctant to see Trixie go, eh?"
"As if!  But you have to admit it's a little rude.  Just leaving me here, like this.  Alone."
>Trixie wriggled her eyebrows
"It is absolutely, certainly, nothing like what you're thinking!  Even your company is better than nothing, is all I'm saying."
>"Well, you're always welcome to join Trixie," she said with a wink
"Don't think I can't see what game you're playing!  You think I'll come chasing after you!  Like I'm putty in your crafty little hands.  Hmph.  Sorry darling, but it just so happens I do still have *some* dignity."
>"Trixie understands.  She'll leave you to your dignity then," she said as she got up
"But... I don't want to be... agh, fine!  You know what, you do just that.  See if I care."
>"Trixie thinks she will.  Nighty night~"
>As Trixie walked away, she ran her finger along Rarity's arm
>Unbidden, an electrifying sensation coursed down Rarity's spine, settling in the small of her back
>She shivered a little, and Trixie definitely noticed
>Rarity's face felt hot, and she refused to watch as Trixie confidently skipped back over to the elevator

>Rarity shook her head after Trixie left, shaking with rage
>...and from caffeine; the energy form the Red Bull was still coursing through her, making her foot tap like mad underneath the bar
>The goosebumps that sprung up from Trixie's touch wouldn't go away, and the sudden sensation that the touch had brought on melded with the coursing of caffeine and alcohol, sending Rarity's thoughts into a whirl
>She picked up her half-empty glass, and was surprised to find a small stack of folded papers below it
"How did she..."
>Magician, right
>There were a few dollar bills, ostensibly to pay for the drinks, and a torn out slip of notebook paper
>On the slip was scribbled the numbers 269, and a heart with a tiny winking face
>Rarity rolled her eyes
>That girl was really about as subtle as a freight train, wasn't she?
>Desperately lonely or not, she wouldn't even *consider* such a degrading act
>She was perfectly happy to head home right now
>Alone
>Slightly drunk
>Being driven in the back of her mom's station wagon, wrapped in her winter coat and keeping silent the entire way...
"It's not fa-a-air," Rarity whined under her breath
>She glanced back at the elevator Trixie had left through, running her arm along the spot where the magician had touched her
>Even if it was by such an arrogant, obnoxious girl as Trixie, it did feel good to be touched...

>Rarity's knuckles rapped against the hotel-room door, sounding distant and echoy in the empty hallway
>From behind the door, Rarity heard Trixie's voice
>"Coming~!"
>The door was thrown open, revealing a beaming Trixie
>A self-satisfied grin stretched across her face, the grin of someone who's seeing all their playing pieces fall perfectly into place
"Don't even start," Rarity said
>"Trixie wasn't going to say anything."
"I'm only here because you found me in a moment of weakness.  I would never, ever do something this, under normal circumstances.  You're really taking advantage of me, at the end of the day."
>"Don't worry, Trixie won't do anything to you that you don't want."
"I never said I wanted this in the first place."
>Trixie's grin widened
"Stop looking at me like that!  Ugh, just... let's just get started.  This had better be worth the humiliation."
>"Oh, Trixie's worth a lot more than that.  Welcome to her Magical Realm~"
"I'll ask you to never call it that again," Rarity said as she stepped inside
>The room was normal hotel affair; a single bathroom, thin ren carpet with some mystery stains, and a double-bed scattered with Trixie's clothes, most of them purple with a star pattern stitched on
>Across from the bed, a positively huge mirror stood propped up on the hotel's writing desk
>In it, you could see the entirely of the room reflected, and it was angled quite conspicuously towards the bed
"Did you... did you bring this with you?"
>"Trixie never leaves home without it.  Isn't it perfect?"
>Trixie paused in front of the mirror, striking a pose
>"Trixie needs it to motivate her."
"I can't fault your self-esteem, that's for sure."
>Rarity sat down on the bed and slipped her feet out of her high heels
>She half felt like she were in a dream; there was absolutely no way she were really going to do this, was there?
>Any moment she'd snap to her senses and run like hell out of this room
>Trixie stepped in front of her, her hands on her hips
>"Soooooo?" she asked with a wink
>Rarity groaned
"Just... let's get started.  I guess," she said with a grimace
>"Oh?  You don't sound so confident..."
"Of course not!  This is not how I envisioned my first time!"
>"You never thought you'd get so lucky.  Trixie understands.  Well, she has no problem taking the reins, of course," Trixie said
>Without warning, she took Rarity's face in her hands and moved in to kiss her
"W-wait!"
>Rarity held up a hand, blocking her
"We're going to be kissing too?"
>"Uh, duh?"
"That just seems too, well, romantic for an encounter like this, don't you think?"
>"Rarity, Rarity," Trixie said, shaking her head.  "Trixie is a *lover*.  You're getting the full package!"
"I... hmph.  Fine.  But I'd better not feel your tongue in my mouth."
>"Trixie makes zero promises."
>And with that, Trixie brought their mouths together, and Rarity kissed a girl for the first time
>Her first kiss, and her only kiss until just now, had been a quick, embarrassed peck shared with Blueblood, out of obligation at a middle school dance
>It had been fast, tight-lipped, and extremely disappointing
>Kissing Trixie was the exact opposite
>Trixie's lips were surprisingly soft, and despite her resistance, Rarity found her own mouth melding to the shape of Trixie's
>The kiss was slightly wet, and soft smacks escaped both girl's lips as Trixie deepened the kiss
>Rarity broke away just long enough to catch her breath, then Trixie pushed her backwards onto the bed
>With a yelp, she landed amidst the pillows and clothes, and felt Trixie clambering on top of her
"D-darling, this is going a little fast, don't you thin-- oh m-my stars~"
>She shuddered as Trixie's mouth met her neck, peppering it with soft, breathy kisses that made Rarity wriggle amidst the bedding
>Trixie was lying on top of Rarity now, and Rarity was acutely aware of the girl's various soft, squishy areas that were now pressing up against her
>She realized with a start that she would soon be experiencing a lot of Trixie up close
>As if sensing this, Trixie sat up, straddling Rarity
>"I bet your anxious to see Trixie's goods, right?  Trixie doesn't blame you."
"You... I am *not*," Rarity insisted, aware now that she was blushing furiously.  "It's not like you have anything I haven't seen before."
>"Oh, you haven't seen anything like what Trixie's got."
>And with that, Trixie pulled both her sweater and t-shirt off, tossing them aside
>Her hair fell in a frizzy curtain along her bare shoulders, and her breasts hung naked and free against her chest
>Rarity's mouth fell open
>Trixie's baggy sweater had concealed some positively massive breasts, far more than Rarity herself ever even hoped to have
>They were full and perfectly proportioned, sitting on her chest like two massive helpings of cherry-topped ice cream
>Rarity considered herself mostly straight, even under the present circumstances, but she was pretty sure even most straight women would want a go at puppies like Trixie's
>Trixie, of course, didn't fail to notice Rarity's expression
>"Aha!  You're realizing what a great choice you made, right about now, aren't you?"
>Trixie turned to the mirror, playfully grabbing at her own chest as she admired herself
>"Trixie has to admit, she's a little jealous of you right now.  Getting to soak in so much of her beauty at once.  Oh!  And I bet you're wanting round two next..."
>She stood up on the bed and slid down her pajama pants, revealing a round, pale ass that looked like it could cause structural damage, and some watermelon-crushing thighs
>Rarity was starting to sweat a little
>Why was this pest of a girl allowed to be so stupidly hot!?
>Trixie let out a peal of haughty laughter, her breasts bouncing at her chest
>"Please, feast your eyes all you want.  There's plenty of Trixie to go around."
"It's n-nothing impressive."
>"Oh?  Then let's see what you're packing," Trixie said with a wink
"Right now?  Hmm, of course, of course.  I suppose this was inevitable.  Just allow me to... there."
>Rarity slipped easily out of her dress, then slid off her panties, making far less of a deal about it
>She had always felt rather proud of her lithe, elegant figure, but in comparison to Trixie, she actually felt a little inferior
>"Not bad, not bad.  Trixie gives you a solid eight out of ten!"
"I never agreed to being rated!"
>"You should be flattered.  That's high praise from Trixie."
"Please do get over yourself darling.  Just because you're-- ah!"
>Before she could finish, Trixie pounced on her
>She met Rarity's lips in another wet, energetic kiss, this time breaking her promise and flicking her tongue against Rarity's teeth, warning of its coming intrusion further into Rarity's mouth
>Trixie's breasts squished against Rarity's chest, and her nude form lay atop Rarity in a hot embrace of skin and sweat
>Rarity sucked in her breath, feeling Trixie's heartbeat practically matching her own
>Both girls' legs were tangled together now, and Rarity gasped when Trixie's thigh met her vagina
>"Touch Trixie~"
"H-huh?"
>"It's okay.  Touch her."
>Rarity's arms were lying awkwardly at her sides, and she gingerly placed her hands on the small of Trixie's back
>"Touch Trixie *anywhere*."
"I think I'm quite fine with here for-- MMF"
>Trixie pressed Rarity's face between her melons, chuckling
>"No, no.  Trixie insists~"
>Rarity was panting now, inhaling the raw, hormonal scent of Trixie's sweat
>Trixie's thigh was still between Rarity's legs, stroking her as she gradually grew wetter and wetter, huffing the scent of Trixie's body
>"You know?  Trixie thinks she's about ready to make your perfect night even better."
>Trixie pulled her breasts away from Rarity's face, then began to descend lower on Rarity's body
>She flicked her tongue against Rarity's nipple, then continued lower, to Rarity's stomach, which she kissed, and then went ever lower...
>Rarity, virgin that she was, still saw the writing on the wall
"D-Darling, you can't be serious.  Isn't that little much?"
>Trixie winked
"You seriously don't... that's so... it... ah... a-ah~"
>Trixie's tongue was slippery, and felt tantalizingly cool against the scorching heat now between Rarity's loins
"O-oh my.  W-wah... hah~"
>Rarity tried to keep her voice down
>But it was impossible, Trixie's tongue seemed to perfectly stroke every sensitive milimeter of Rarity's pussy
>Reflexively, her hand went to Trixie's hair, squeezing the girl's head as she shuddered and came
>Trixie waited until Rarity's twitching had died down, then raised her face, licking her wet lips
"Trixie... that..."
>"It was amazing.  Trixie knows, and she's sure you can't wait to pay her back."
"I really... wait, what?"
>"Don't worry, Trixie won't make you wait any longer.  Enjoy yourself~"
>Trixie lay back and spread her legs, showing off her own sex
"I, but... darling, you can't really expect me to."
>"No, it's really okay.  Trixie thinks you've earned it~"
>Rarity gulped
>After Trixie had done it for her, it would be selfish to leave the other girl waiting
>But, this was far more than she'd been ready for
>Another girl's vagina, in her mouth?
>Trixie wriggled her eyebrows
>Apprehensive, Rarity rolled onto her stomach, and crawled up to Trixie, until her face was inches from Trixie's dripping lower lips
>The smell of Trixie's musk was overpowering now, and Rarity's head swam
>She tried her best to make her mind go blank, then bent down and pressed her lips to Trixie's pussy, letting her tongue flick out to taste them
>It wasn't too bad
>Just skin, with a slightly strong, salty-tangy taste on top
>Trixie let out a contented "mmm," encouraging Rarity to try a little more
>She took a few cautious licks, not really sure how to make this work, trying mostly to repeat what Trixie had done to her
>On either side of her head, Trixie's thighs pressed in, holding her cheeks in a prison of soft, muscular flesh and sweat
>Half of Rarity wanted to throw up, overwhelmed with disgust at the fact that she currently had a mouthful of vagina
>The other half wanted to finish this, to turn into an animal and service Trixie wildly until the other girl were the same kind of quivering mess that Rarity had been just moments ago
>As if to encourage her, Trixie let out a low, loving, yet somehow still boisterous moan, and buried her fingers in Rarity's hair
>That was enough to push her solidly towards her second option
>She opened her mouth wide, letting her ragged breathing wash over Trixie's pussy as she bathed it in her tongue, running its tip between Trixie's lips, then around them, and then, when she finally worked up the nerve, swirling her tongue around Trixie's swollen, trembling clit
>Trixie came, at least once, maybe more
>Her juices flowed freely over Rarity's face, as she was powerless to pull away with Trixie's shuddering thighs clamped around her head
>She gasped and gagged, and was freed only when Trixie's throes of pleasure had subsided
>Rarity sat up, her head swimming and her face a wet mess of her own saliva and Trixie's juices
>A very contented Trixie sat up across from her, grinning
>She was slightly glass-eyed with pleasure, but still managed to flash a smug grin at Rarity
>"Trixie trusts you enjoyed your first proper taste of her," she said, then took Rarity's hands in hers
>Trixie leaned in close enough, and licked Rarity's cheek
>"You truly are a lucky girl."
"You're an absolute barbarian, you know that?"
>"Trixie's ravenous appetite is part of what makes her so stellar.  Speaking of..."
>Trixie scooted closer to Rarity and pushed her thighs about
>"Trixie think she has another trick to teach you.  Unless you've had enough?" she asked with a wink
"I... could maybe try a little more," Rarity replied, unable to meet Rarity's eye
>"That's just what Trixie wants to hear.  Now, just lean back a little, and let Trixie... aaah, just like that."
>Rarity lay back, her legs apart, and Trixie moved forward until both girls' pussies were pressed together in a slippery, erotic kiss
>Trixie turned to the mirror, flexing her right bicep
>"Oh man, Trixie makes this look great."
"Please get over yourself."
>"Impatient?  Trixie understands."
>She watched herself in the mirror, and even Rarity stole a glance as Trixie began to rock back and forth, rubbing herself against Rarity's still-sensitive femininity
>It was actually insanely erotic, and the fires of arousal crept over Rarity's skin
>She dug her fingers into the bedspread, admiring the way her lithe body spread between the waves of fabric
>Trixie's body was even more beautiful in action, and Rarity drank in the sight of her as she pressed Rarity into the bed
>"Like what you see?"
"Just s-shut up and fuck me."
>"Heheh.  Just, nnf, enjoy the show!"
>She winked at their reflections and playfully grabbed at her left breast, lifted it up to her mouth, and kissed it
>In the mirror, she could see her own face growing slack as she approached orgasm
>Her eyes grew cloudy and, to her shame, her tongue lolled from her mouth
>"Haha!  Trixie's really doing you good!  She is just... nf... the... best!"
>Rarity came
>She saw the whole process: it started with a twitching in her hips, then spread all the way along her body, to the tips of her fingers and toes
>Her back arched, and a shriek of delight escaped her lips
>Sloppy squelching sounds were emanating from the point where both girls' pussies met, and Rarity watched their mixed juices spilling between their thighs and staining the bed
>And as soon as the first wave died down, Trixie pushed her towards a second, panting furiously as she increased her pace
>Rarity came again
>Tears were streaming from her eyes now, but she could make out enough of her reflection to see she panting like a bitch, her tongue lolling and her eyes dull with pleasure
"Trixie, you're..."
>She came again, and again, until she couldn't restrain herself from crying out
"You're amazing!"
>"Trixie... nnn... fucking... knows!"
>Rarity sank into the bed surrendering herself to a white-hot, enveloping embrace

>Even when Trixie herself reached her limit and sank to the bed, panting, Rarity twitched and gasped for a solid ten minutes before she was able to speak again
>Trixie took a long time to admire herself in the mirror, now that she'd worked up a sheen of sweat that sparkled along her body's gentle curves
>When she was satisfied, she lay beside Rarity, tracing a finger up the other girl's leg
>"So?  Trixie was the best you've had, Trixie presumes."
"Technically, I suppose."
>"Ha!  All in a day's work.  Now, don't think you're getting out of here without giving Trixie her afterglow cuddles!"
>Rarity had been trying to roll out of bed, but Trixie grabbed her by the arm and pulled her against her chest, where her head ended up resting atop Trixie's massive breasts
>They really did make a pretty perfect pillow, and Rarity's exhaustion seemed to all catch up with her at once as the caffeine wore off and the enticing plushiness of Trixie's body lulled her towards sleep
"S-stop it, you..." she moaned, exhausted.  "We still have school tomorrow."
>"Oh ho.  Trixie thinks you just might have to sleep here, then."
"As if," Rarity said, her eyelids growing heavy.  "I'm still technically straight, you know."
>"Hah.  After seeing Trixie naked, no girl is straight."
>Trixie's grip on Rarity was actually pretty light, she could have easily broken out if she wanted to
>But she was tired, and it was so very, very warm in the other girl's arms
>So Rarity convinced herself that, well, escaping would be too much effort anyway, and she could hardly be blamed if she stayed like this a little longer