Incest- Concern (Twilight) by Frostybox


                                            >You roll over in your bed and blow air through your nose.

                                            >Cadence yawns her sweet little yawn before you feel her shift in bed too.

                                            >She rubs your back with her hoof.

                                            >”You okay Shiny? Worried about the baby?” she whispers.

                                            “No, well… yes, always, but I checked on her a little bit ago and she’s sound asleep.”

                                            >Cadence hums.

                                            >You roll over and face your beautiful wife.

                                            >She smiles at you and plants a sleepy hoof on your cheek, pulling you in gently and pecking your lips with hers.

                                            >You smile and bury your head into your pillow more.

                                            >”So… what then?” she asks.

                                            >Oh cadence, there’s no getting anything by you is there?

                                            >You sigh.

                                            “It’s just… well I’m a dad now right?”

                                            >Cadence smiles and pats your belly, ‘You are” she coos.

                                            >Looking down at your belly, noting the slight juggle it gives with each pat.

                                            “I’m pushing past my prime-“

                                            >”Oh Shiny… you are still a mighty stud in my eyes, Just… one that likes to take naps now and again.”

                                            >You rub her arm with a hoof.

                                            “Thanks Cady, but that’s not what’s bothering me. I KNOW I’m still a mighty stud.”

                                            >She giggles and rolls her eyes.

                                            “It’s Twilight. And… Anon too I guess. Both of them really.”

                                            >Cadence quirks a brow at you.

                                            >”Did something happen to ‘Twily’ and ‘Nonny’?”

                                            >You still can’t believe how quickly she came to accept your nicknames for your little brother and sister.

                                            “No, no, I mean they’re fine but…”

                                            >”Well, what?”

                                            “Like I was saying, I’m a father now and I’m pushing past my prime… I’m not that much older than Twilight and Anonymous. Seeing Flurry Heart sleeping, gives me the greatest joy in my life. Do you know what Twilight's highlight is?”

                                            >Cadence hums as she thinks. “Well… her coronation wouldn’t it be? It was for me until we started dating, and then when we got married, and then when I gave birth to Flurry.”

                                            >A warmth roars up in your chest.

                                            “Some new section of the library in Celestia and Luna’s old castle she and Anonymous found when she accompanied Anon on a scavenge through it.”

                                            >Cadence scrunches her muzzle to stifle her laughter.

                                            “Seriously, I got letter after letter after letter about it, I stopped reading them after letter ten.”

                                            >”S-so that’s what was filling the trashcan?” she says barely holding back her giggling.

                                            >You chuckle and nod.

                                            >Cadence cups a hoof over her mouth and giggles along with you.

                                            >When you both get it out of your systems, you shift around a little to get comfortable again before continuing.

                                            “And Anonymous... I don’t even know what that would be right now. Probably whatever new impossibility he’s trying to make possible. The last I heard anything from him was that his last invention was a flop and destroyed a room of Twilight’s castle, and I only know about it because Twilight mentioned it at the end of one of her letters.”

                                            >”Being as… unique as he is, he probably has to spend a lot of time creating solutions for problems that only he faces.”

                                            >You blow a raspberry.

                                            “He had pretty much solved all his problems by the time he was sixteen. No, he just obsessed with inventing. As much as Twilight is with magic.”

                                            >”Is that so wrong? They’ve both done such wonderful things for the world-“

                                            “No! It’s not wrong exactly, it’s just…”

                                            >You sigh as you search for the right words to explain your concerns.

                                            >Cadence traces circles in your fur while you think.

                                            >It doesn’t help, now you’re just thinking about how good it feels.

                                            >But boy does it feel good!

                                            “Sad as it is, I think we all know what’s going to be expected for Anon. Being the only one of his kind and all, and Twilight is going to be where I’m at before too long and I worry that… Furry Heart won’t have any cousins to grow up with.”

                                            >”Shiny…”

                                            “I know, I know, if she’s not interested in having foals right now that’s her choice but…”

                                            >”You’re concerned her and Anon's relationship is the reason why?”

                                            >Oh Cadence, took the words right out of your mouth.

                                            >You nod.

                                            >”Well can you truly say you’re surprised that they’re so close? Celestia appointed your family to raise Anonymous when he was first discovered and it turned out that he and Twilight were similar in age.”

                                            “We’re all close… but yeah, I was the oldest so there was always this gap between them and me. It got worse when I graduated Celestia’s school and went on to Guard Academy...”

                                            >Twilight had just been taken on to be Celestia’s student and Anon was granted special permissions to pursue his inventing after Celestia saw the potential in his creations, even though the one that caught her attention in the first place came about after the guard were rallied into thinking that the city was under attack.

                                            “I didn’t realize how wide that gap had gotten between us and how close it got between them until I had holidays and was able to come down and visit. Twilight was engrossed in her studies, eager to meet every demand that Princess Celestia put on her. Anon was just as determined and just as buried in books, driven by his own desire to make his invention work.”

                                            >”You think that’s where it started?”

                                            “I dunno, probably before then. At the time I just thought it was nice that they were both going through similar struggles and could support each other…”


                                            >You yawn and lean back in a chair that’s too small for you.

                                            >It creaks loudly which echoes into the dark and silent library.

                                            >An eep comes from the couch behind you, “A-Anon! You scared me!” Twilight huffs.

                                            “Sorry sis, I’m just tired of looking over these schematics.”

                                            >”Oh… I lost my place!” she whines quietly.

                                            >You can hear the couch creak softly, and hear her fur grazing on the cloth of the couch.

                                            >”Celestia is personally giving me an exam tomorrow and I think I’ve studied everything I need to know but then my brains tells me ‘wait Twilight, you know these advanced theorems, but what about THESE advanced theorems’ and so now I’m studying THOSE advanced theorems and I’m about twelve advanced theorems in and I’ve completely forgotten which ones I’ve started with and I’m freaking out a little!”

                                            >You wince.

                                            “Yeah… sun above Twily that sounds… not good.”

                                            >A muffled groan comes from the direction of the couch, “I’m pretty sure I’m just over preparing and I’m nervous which is making me over prepare which makes me nervous and- UGH!“ you hear her hoof connect with a cushion, “Anon…” she whimpers.

                                            >You glance over to the couch, illuminated by the only other source of light and warmth in this empty library.

                                            >You look back at your table, schematics that seem more like a mess of lines and numbers, despite the fact that you made them, look back at you.

                                            >With a groan, you rise and walk over to the couch.

                                            >Twilight is splayed out over one half of it.

                                            >The other half has a pile of books fashioned into a bookstand that currently displays an open book facing her.

                                            >She turns her head to peek at you through a small gap in her mane, “Will you help me relax?”

                                            >You smile.

                                            “Yeah, sure. Did you still plan to study or…”

                                            >She raises her head some and looks over to her pile of books.

                                            >Looking back at you, she nods, “Yeah, I’m still kind of worried about this exam…” she replies meekly.

                                            >You slip out of your clothes while Twilight moves things around on the couch and adjusts her reading position.

                                            >You stand beside the couch and bend over some.

                                            >Twilight raises her rump up and hangs it over the arm of the couch, her upper body lowers and she keeps her eyes glued to her book.

                                            >With a brush of your hand, you graze it over the soft fur of her butt and wrap your hand around her tail.

                                            >She blows air through her nose.

                                            >You pull it straight up, eliciting a small jump out of your sister.

                                            >Her nethers are fully exposed to you now.

                                            >Tight purple pucker.

                                            >Plump lips, leaking just the smallest trickle of fluid down.

                                            >You rub the soft nub of her dock with your thumb.

                                            >Twilight squeaks and squirms under your ministration.

                                            >You lean closer and bury your face in her rump.

                                            >Nose bumps against her firm ring, all you can smell is sweat mixed with her day old lavender coat wash and just a hint of her musk.

                                            >Your tongue protrudes out from your mouth.

                                            >Twilight tenses up when you plant it firmly against her quivering lips.

                                            >She trembles and lets out a shuddered breath as you slowly drag it upwards.

                                            >Digging it deeply into her tight hole as you pass by it.

                                            >She gasps when you travel all the way up and flick your tongue off of her ring of muscle.

                                            >You hear a squelch sound.

                                            >Looking down you see Twilight’s fleshy pearl disappear into her hot folds.

                                            >You lean down again, and put your face right in front of her pussy.

                                            >Her arousal shimmers with the dim light of the candle.

                                            >Twilight’s musk is overpowering, your can feel your cock press against your stomach.

                                            >The heat coming from her rear feels wonderful compared to the cold air of the dark library.

                                            >Her lips quiver and part, exposing her bright pink walls to you.

                                            >Your lips compress around her clit, trapping it in it’s exposed position.

                                            >Twilight moans, her hips buck back weakly agains your face.

                                            >Your nose becomes soaked in her fluid as it digs into her lips as she grinds herself on your face.

                                            >You tickle her sensitive pearl with the tip of your tongue a few times before letting her go.

                                            >Standing up tall again gives you a clear view of your sister.

                                            >Her face is flushed red with color.

                                            >Her mouth hangs open and heavy breaths escape her soft lips.

                                            >Purple eyes continue to scan over the pages of her book.

                                            >”I th-think we’re good now…” she mumbles.

                                            >You nod to yourself and place your hands on her flanks.

                                            >You both discovered that if she raises her rear up high enough, this couch provides the perfect height for this.

                                            >Taking your stiff member in hand, you bring the tip of it against her hot entrance.

                                            >She shifts her hips back, trying to take you in immediately.

                                            >You dig into the supple flesh of her rear to hold her in place.

                                            >She makes a small whine as she pushes back against your hands.

                                            >She always gets too eager.

                                            >You thrust forward with your hips, slowly driving your swollen head in-between her arousal flushed lips.

                                            >Her walls are slick but tight.

                                            >And one your head passes beyond her lips, they only get tighter.

                                            >You ease your way in slowly.

                                            >Pulling out as needed to ensure your member is sufficiently lubricated with her arousal.

                                            >After a short time you feel certain that friction shouldn’t be an issue and drive yourself into her all the way until you’re hilted.

                                            >She squeaks and grinds her tush against your waist.

                                            >”Oooh… yes…” she whispers quietly.

                                            >You immerse yourself in the feeling of her velvety folds compressing tightly around you.

                                            >Attempting to pull you deeper at the base, and gently massaging around your head.

                                            >You grip her flanks firmly, digging your fingers into her supple flesh just like she likes before slowly pulling yourself out.

                                            >She lets out a low groan that extends during the entire tie you withdraw from her hot depths.

                                            >Slowly you sink yourself back into her.

                                            >She lets out a satisfied sigh as her clit kisses your balls.

                                            >You work up to a slow pace, using weak thrusts of your hips so that she isn’t disturbed too much while she studies.

                                            >She grinds against you when your bodies connect fully and constricts around your head just before you’re about to pull out completely.

                                            >Her walls attempt to milk every inch of your cock that passes through her swollen lips.

                                            >The only sound in the room are your combined breaths, and the rhythmic squelching noise of her winking.

                                            >There’s also the occasional flutter of pages and her whispered acknowledgements of pleasure.

                                            >”Mmnn, yes…”

                                            >”Oh!”

                                            >”Just like that Anon…”

                                            >The air around you both becomes hot with your activity.

                                            >The heady scent of sex fills your nostrils.

                                            >Twilight’s face is firm and focused as she studies, the only hint that would reveal the pleasure she’s feeling would be when she speaks out or the deep crimson on her cheeks.

                                            >It’s obvious to you given how she’s bucking back against you harder now.

                                            >You both continue this until the candle has burned about half of where it was.

                                            >Normally you are both so pressed for time that your coupling are rapid and almost bestial, but this slow pace is nice when either of you feels like they need it.

                                            >You can feel yourself reaching the edge.

                                            >Twilight’s breaths out transition to the point that they all come out as soft moans.

                                            >She must be able to feel your cock swelling up.

                                            >”Inside Anon…” she whispers, “The warmth will help me go to sleep.”

                                            >You give one final thrust, burying yourself deep inside your sister’s pussy.

                                            >She leans back against you, forcing as tight a seal as she can.

                                            >Your hands travel down and wrap around her barrel as your body gives weak thrusts, her walls milking you for every last drop of your seed.

                                            >Holding her close, you climb over the low arms of the couch and rest on your knees being her.

                                            >She lowers herself into the couch, being careful to keep you inside until she can now rest comfortably on it.

                                            >You drape and arm over the back of the couch and let out a long sigh as you throw your head back.

                                            >Twilight gives a sigh of her own, “Thank Anon, I really needed that…”

                                            >You blow air through your nose feeling satisfied with the empty feeling in your head.

                                            “Yeah, seems I did too…”

                                            >You both bathe in the afterglow for a time but soon you begin to feel the urge.

                                            ”Say Twilight… are you 'together' enough to-“

                                            >You hear a faint twinkle and your schematics are levitated over towards you.

                                            >You rest your hands on her sweat soaked back and begin to rub.

                                            “Thanks sis.”

                                            >She continues to levitate the schematics for you while you massage her back, occasionally she’ll shift in your lap so she can turn the page of her book with her hoof.

                                            >With a fresh mind you can better see all the small errors you made in your measuring and Twilight sound much more confident as she studies, there’s less flipping back pages and she’s even humming a soft tune to herself.

                                            >Soon the night starts giving way into the morning.

                                            >With a yawn and some experienced rolling of oversized plans, you pack up and begin to make way to your study which serves as a second room.

                                            “Going to bed soon? Or at all Twily?”

                                            >She yawns while nodding, “I can get a few hours before I have to be up to pre-exam study for the exam.”

                                            >You smile at your sister and she smiles in return.

                                            >You lean down and rub her shoulder with your hand.

                                            >Her lips tilt up to meet yours with a soft peck.

                                            “Good luck on your exam sis, I love you.”

                                            >”Thanks. I love you too.”


                                            “I didn’t realize how… deep, that support went until I was going to surprise them during one of their late nights in the castle and I caught them…”

                                            >You blink hard and force the image from your mind, it was just a glance but it was pretty clear enough to understand what had been going on while you were away.

                                            >Cadence’s gentle hoof rubs your cheek.

                                            >You open your eyes and look into her beautiful eyes.

                                            >A sigh escapes your lips.

                                            “And I didn’t know what to do, I wasn’t sure if I should have done anything…”

                                            >”I know Shiny, you came to talk to me about it remember?”

                                            >You blink once.

                                            “Oh yeah, I did…”

                                            >”Mmhmm, and do you remember what I told you?”

                                            “Well… no, but I remember that you convinced me not to do anything.”

                                            >”I convinced you to do the right thing Shiny… back when I was their foal sitter I remember being amazed by how much love your family had for Anonymous despite him being different. I didn’t think much of Twilight’s feelings at the time since they were just barely budding and didn’t seem like more than a silly crush kids got with anything.”

                                            >You are starting to remember that talk a little.

                                            >”I told you to let them explore the full scope of their feelings, nopony thinks straight at that age as you know…”

                                            >She winks at you.

                                            >You blush and look away from her.

                                            >She pats your belly before continuing, “They found each other during a very confusing time in their lives and the way you described them to me then, I believed they certainly could have done worse for themselves. I didn’t really have the opportunity to evaluate them then but I felt certain that it was just a phase they would grow out of.”

                                            “Oh right, I remember now… so, how long do phases last for you?”

                                            >She scrunches at you, “Shiny!” she scolds

                                            >You hold up your hooves in defense.

                                            “I know I know… They have that pseudo-love thing going on, you told me before.”

                                            >”It is not some ‘pseudo-love thing’ Shiny, it’s love. They love each other in the same way we love each other. They also happen to love each other like you love them.”

                                            >You sigh.

                                            “I know…” you grumble defeatedly.

                                            >Cadence nuzzles your cheek, “Yes you do. Because you, are a wonderful older brother who accepts his younger siblings whole heartedly and with an open mind” she coos.

                                            >You blush.

                                            “Well… y’know…”

                                            >She shifts over some and snuggles herself in next to you.

                                            ”I dunno, I guess having Flurry got me thinking that maybe they’re shorting themselves of a key part of all this.”

                                            >Cadence gently paws at the tuft on your chest, “I suppose I do agree, but cross-race relationships prove that couples can feel just as satisfied as those of the same race, and besides, it’s not like they can’t adopt.”

                                            >You find concerns begin to fade as you pull Cadence closer to you.

                                            “Yeah, I guess you’re right.”

                                            >”I am ALWAYS right” she corrects.

                                            >She tilts her head up while you tilt down.

                                            >Your lips connect briefly and part with a faint smack.

                                            >”Goodnight Shining Armor.”

                                            “Goodnight Cadence.”


                                            >You rouse from your sleep with little more than a low grumble and a slight twitch in your legs.

                                            >She lays beside you, her mane all over you.

                                            >Past her, Celestia’s sun is peeking out over the horizon.

                                            >Its faint rays drape over her sleeping form.

                                            >You lean in close and hug her tightly to your.

                                            >She groans and shifts a little in your arms as she begins to wake up.

                                            “Good morning princess” you whisper into her ears.

                                            >Her gentle hoof searches up your body, sending tingles down your spine as she touches your chest, your neck, your cheek, then finally…

                                            >Plants itself firmly in your face and shoves you down into your pillow.

                                            “Gah!”

                                            >Twilight snakes her way over top of you and covers your face in both her messy tangle of hair and short sweet kisses of her lips.

                                            >You recover quickly and jab your fingers into her sides, wiggling them violently.

                                            >She tenses up and rolls off of you in a paralyzed giggle fit.

                                            >You turn the tables and pin her down with your thighs on top of hers.

                                            >She weakly punches at your chest with her fore hooves, “Sto- s-stop it!” she manages to get out between giggles.

                                            >You let up.

                                            >Only to be reminded, after spending a week holed up in your workshop to keep the anticipation from eating you alive, why you should never let up.

                                            >She loops a forearm around the back of your neck and pulls you in close for a warm kiss.

                                            >Her lips are soft, and her body is softer.

                                            >You shift and free her legs up while you lower your body down onto hers.

                                            >Before you get too far she plants a hoof on your stomach and pushes you away.

                                            >”Mm-mm” she hums into your mouth.

                                            >You break the kiss and she leans in to nuzzle your cheek.

                                            >”I know we only just confirmed it with the doctor yesterday but be careful Anon.”

                                            >You shift so her belly is free from being smushed by your body.

                                            >Twilight shifts around with you so she is now tucked up snuggly beside you.

                                            >You rest your hand on her stomach.

                                            >It’s baffling, it doesn't feel any different than yesterday or the week before that or the month before then.

                                            >But from discovery in the Castle of the Two Sisters, to intense scrutiny and careful refinement, to daring implementation, a whole night’s worth of it, to nervous anticipation, Twilight’s belly now protects the culmination of your union.

                                            >Both in body and mind.

                                            >You look up from her stomach, Twilight is gazing deeply into your eyes, her own are deep with love.

                                            >You allow yourself to drown in that love for a short time.

                                            >She breaks the kiss this time, “Slow down Anonymous.” she commands playfully, “I can barely contain my excitement as is, you don’t wanna set me off do you?” she coos.

                                            >You return her playful smile with a warm one of your own.

                                            >Speaking of excitement...

                                            “So Shiny still hasn’t responded yet?”

                                            >Twilight’s head lowers, “W-well no…”

                                            >You can tell there’s a ‘but’ coming.

                                            >”But-“

                                            >There it is.

                                            “You did tell him right? You said he had to be the first to know.”

                                            >She taps her fore hooves together nervously, “I did… but I may have gotten a little carried away in my explanation.”

                                            “Carried away how? How difficult is it to explain this?”

                                            >”I was nervous okay! I started a simple explanation but then I realized it needed more context and then he had to know how we felt about it and THAT required even more context and-“

                                            “How many letters of ‘context’ did you send him?”

                                            >She buries her face in your chest and mumbles something.

                                            “I’m sorry?”

                                            >”..rty…”

                                            “Twily-“

                                            >”Thirty…” she mumbles clear enough for you to hear.

                                            “Thirty?! You sent him thirty letters?”

                                            >She pouts, “I know! He can barely get through a letter that’s front and back, but the words just kept spilling out.”

                                            >You sigh.

                                            “Why don’t I write the-“

                                            >”No!”

                                            >You roll your eyes.

                                            “He probably stopped bothering after like letter eight-“

                                            >”Ten.”

                                            “Ten. Did you even start getting to it in letter ten?”

                                            >She shrugs, “It was kind of a blur after letter four."

                                            “We’re going to have to go see them aren’t we?”

                                            >”Yup.”

                                            >A moment of silence passes.

                                            “I have to make sure my engines won’t overheat while we're away.”

                                            >”And I have a bunch of paperwork to do so I don’t fall behind, not to mention plan out a friendship lesson for Starlight.”

                                            >Another moment of silences passes.

                                            >She sneaks a glance over at you.

                                            >You sneak one back at her.

                                            >She bites her lip.

                                            >Your hand brushes her thigh.

                                            >”Multi-task it?”

                                            >You nod rapidly.

                                            >In a flash purple a huge stack of forms appear out of thin air along with a quill and ink, she keeps them levitated in the air while you kiss the base of her horn and slowly work your way down.

                                            >The items drop a little when you reach that spot on her neck but she manages to recover and catches them in time while you continue kissing down her body.