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The pressure builds within her, threatening to boil over at any moment. Her inner walls clamp down around you tightly, milking your cock mercilessly as if begging for completion. But still, Twilight keeps going, driving herself towards climax even as she knows it could cost her dearly should she fail to reach it first.
Each little moan escaping from between your lips only serves to fuel her desire further, making it nearly impossible for her to concentrate on anything else besides this incredible union of bodies and minds. Despite feeling completely lost in the throes of passion, however, some part of her remains focused on the task at hand. She cannot let herself succumb entirely to pleasure without finishing what she started; not after coming this far, not after investing so much time and effort into something she believes could change lives for generations to come.
Her hooves grip the desk tightly as she throws her head back, revealing the delicate tendons in her neck stretched taut against the smooth contours of her flesh. For a moment there is utter silence save for the sound of heavy breathing filling the room; then, suddenly, she cries out loudly, arching her back sharply as wave after wave of intense pleasure washes over her. Every muscle in her body convulses violently, squeezing you harder than ever before, drawing out the last drops of your seed deep within her womb.
As consciousness begins to return slowly, she realizes that she’s managed to stave off orgasm long enough to complete most of the final draft of her masterpiece. There are still a few corrections left to be made, but for now she allows herself a brief respite from work, collapsing onto the floor beneath the desk alongside you. Breathless and sweaty, she rests her head on your shoulder, content knowing that together they have taken one small step towards changing the world forever. And although they may face challenges along the way, she knows without a doubt that their love will carry them through anything life throws at them.
(reading the paper) “This document seeks to explore the potential benefits and drawbacks of cross-species romantic relationships between ponies and humans, focusing specifically on sexual compatibility…” Her voice trails off as she catches sight of your expression, biting her lip nervously. “You… You don’t think it’s too personal, do you?”
She can feel your heart racing underneath her head, sensing how close you are to reaching another climax despite having just experienced one mere moments ago. As tempting as it might be to simply lean forward and capture your lips once more, she forces herself to maintain professionalism. After all, they have important matters at hand right now—matters that require both attention and honesty if they hope to move forward together as equals.
Swallowing thickly, she continues reading aloud: “…In recent years there has been growing interest among members of both species regarding such partnerships due largely in part to increased contact via trade routes and diplomatic visits…” She pauses again when she feels you begin rubbing against her, hungry for more intimate contact than mere words alone can provide. “We need… We need to discuss this later,” she whispers softly, her voice shaky with lust.
Before either of you can dwell on the matter further, a sudden knock at the door interrupts whatever thoughts were about to follow. Reluctantly pulling away from each other, Twilight moves to answer the summons while trying desperately not to reveal how aroused she still is beneath her scholarly exterior. Opening the door cautiously, she finds Celestia standing outside looking rather impatient. “Ah, good evening, Twilight. I trust you’ve made progress on your research?” The question sounds innocent enough, yet there’s an underlying hint of curiosity that makes Twilight feel slightly self-conscious.
“Yes, Celestia. In fact, I just completed the draft.” Replying calmly takes considerable effort given how badly she wants nothing more than to drag you back inside and resume where they left off earlier. She can feel your gaze burning into her from behind, and it takes every ounce of strength within her not to turn around and take you in her mouth right then and there. With Celestia waiting expectantly