This story is a fimfiction.net port and a sequel to The Calming Christmas Flame (another fimfiction.net story by me).
On a cold snowy Christmas night, the question finally came out and Twilight accepted. But that joyous moment of certainty was not t...
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I don't know about this," Twilight doubted as she and Sunset floated in the air. The pair were powered up into their magical Daydream and Midnight modes. "I'm not sure we should interfere."
Daydream smiled at her wife. Not because she was right or wrong. No, it was because Midnight Shimmer was absolutely adorable when she was powered up like this and twiddling her thumbs, uncertain and nervous.
"What?" Midnight looked up from her fiddling hands and almost looked pouty.
Though they were hovering, they were still below the treetops and well concealed within the off-trail part of the resort's seaside jungle. Daydream flew closer to her transformed wife.
"I think we have to help Dash just for now, else she'll blow this," Daydream explained. She also trailed a finger up Midnight's cheek. Her finger moved over to trace across the girl's lips while her other hand moved up her hip. "Celestia, I always forget how incredible this is."
Midnight looked down again, breaking gaze. "We shouldn't use our magic for visual gratification..."
"Why?" Daydream challenged gently. If any sweat appeared on either of them then it was only because of the humidity of the close-knit jungle. "We've practically mastered it. And it doesn't hurt anybody. We could maintain these forms for hours without strain."
"I don't know," Midnight looked back up, a ghost of a smirk working its way onto her face as an amusing afterthought struck her. "You showed quite a bit of strain last week when I was p-"
Daydream put three fingers to her lips to quiet her. "Shh. I think they're getting close," she whispered while looking below.
Before Midnight could whisper back any comment, her wife grabbed her around the midsection and pulled her higher up behind the large leaves of one of the tropical trees. Voices could be heard below, mostly from Rainbow Dash. That girl had a big mouth.
Adagio and Rainbow just came into view below, hopping over small plants and sticks. They each had midriff-baring tank tops on to keep cool, but sported pants and shoes rather than bikini bottoms and sandals. Clearly one of them had the foresight to predict the scratching potential of the jungle ferns.
"You keep saying that," Adagio bit out as she stepped around a small mud puddle. "It's not as if you ever reached out."
Rainbow rolled her eyes and countered with something about not knowing where the Dazzlings had gone.
Meanwhile, Midnight found herself still held in Daydream's arms. Those same arms were changing position to allow their hands access to her breasts. Though the transformed outfit covered her satisfactorily, it left an attractive amount of skin exposed. Midnight looked over her shoulder at her spouse and deadpanned.
"Really?"
Daydream just stuck her tongue out. "We can have some fun while we're at it, right?" she whispered.
