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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The sound of a tower fan hummed in the living room. The air was uncomfortably warm and Twilight came home to find Sunset sitting in front of the fan with Spike. Both were panting, trying to cool off with the somewhat-cooled air coming from the device. Twilight groaned as she hung her carry-along bag near the door.
"They still haven't fixed the AC?" Twilight asked, knowing the answer just from reality.
Spike barked happily and then ran up to the young woman's legs, nuzzling them lovingly. He got an ear rub in return.
"Nnnnnope," Sunset replied jokingly. Her voice was warped comically by the fan.
"Is it weird that it feels lonely here already?" Twilight wondered aloud as she checked Spike's food dish. Her wife had taken care of him already, as she usually did.
"You can't have empty nest syndrome unless you had kids in the first place," Sunset commented, still warped by the fan.
"Rainbow's just like a kid sometimes," Twilight answered. She came over to Sunset and sat next to her to enjoy the airflow.
"More like most of the time," the redhead grinned back. "She's only been gone two days to stay at Adagio's."
"And it's immediately noticeable."
"No kidding," Sunset admitted. "Good news, though. I don't know if we can be looking after her forever and Adagio is more than capable."
Twilight might have made a return remark on the subject but her mind was stuck on the kids and empty nest part. She needed to bring up the topic of kids with Sunset, but feared doing so. Before they married, the topic of kids had come up. They decided back then to put off any decisions until they had been together for a few years. As far as she knew, the subject was still on leave.
"So," Sunset broke her wife out of her silence. She did this by wrapping her arm around her hip and kissing her on the cheek. "Got any plans for tonight?"
"Not really," the bookworm admitted, pushing up her glasses and then looking her spouse over.
Sunset was quiet a moment but then couldn't help remark on her wife's look. She did it with a smirk. "I guess 'not really' means your plans involve my body...naked."
Twilight giggled and stuck out her tongue. "Maybe that's just what you want."
The smirk remained on Sunset's face. "We could try the handcuffs."
A look of surprise struck Twilight's face. "Those were supposed to be a surprise! How'd you find them?"
"I've learned where you like to hide things," Sunset stated flatly. "And a surprise? What? Was I going to wake up one Saturday morning cuffed naked to the bedpost while you make me beg for your touch?"
