Anyway, lets begin some sort of Twilight thing shall we, I'll write it right into the box.
>You're already in bed, but still tossing and turning around, waiting for that special somepony.
>You're starting to get restless, she always takes too long with her studies.
>As time trickles on, you hear the slow weary hoofsteps of your favourite purple girl.
>She looks terrible, there are bags under her eyes, and her eyelids are almost completely covering her beautiful violet eyes.
>With a slow, strained effort she slides in next to you, idly flopping her legs over you, not even bothering to get herself into any semblance of "position"
>You turn over onto your other side and pull her close to your chest, eliciting a soft, happy sigh from her muzzle.
>You squeeze her even harder, trying to get her to make more of those cute sighing noises.
>You succeed, she realizes what your doing and giggles, proceeding to give you a small, delicate peck on the lips.
>"I'm... sorry I didn't shower anon... I'm just... I just wanted to come lay in bed... I hope I don't smell or anything..."
>You let out a small scoff, if anything your glad you get to inhale her natural, feminine aroma, knowing that it hasn't been changed by any shampoos or the like.
>You reassure her she smells heavenly, and you run your hands through her main, feeling it pass through your fingers like strands of silk.
>This movement quickly makes her doze off, snuggled into your warm chest.
>You keep yourself awake just a few moments longer so you can relish in the feeling and sound of her gentle, constant breaths. A metronome which puts you into a deep slumber, just like your beautifully geeky pone girl.
>Your eyes peel open the next morning, you and Twilight still in the same positions you fell asleep in.
>You will never get tired of her warmth... her smell...
>All these thoughts, combined with the ol' "morning wood" dilemna makes you visibly aroused.
>You realize Twilight has been awake the whole time to, and she can clearly feel that little bump pushing into her thighs.
>She lets out a small, naughty giggle, not helping your arousal problem.
>Adrenaline and arousal course through your veins and mind, snapping you and her to full awareness.
>She starts pulling your pants down with her teeth, giving a few quick, firm tugs. Somebodies needy.
>Before you know it, you're stark naked, and at maximum arousal.
>Twilight's eyes are filled with lust, and you can feel her wet marehood rub against your legs.
>She lowers herself down on your length, moaning as it stretches and pushes against her inner walls...
>You reach down and run your hands over her neck, occasionally stroking her back with the tips of your fingernails, getting her to let loose a couple of giggle-moans in the heat of sex.
>You feel her speeding up her thrusts as she rides your manhood. She even goes as far as to hilt herself, needy indeed, you think to yourself.
>Twilight's wetness begins dripping down from her clit, clearly aroused beyond all reckoning.
>You begin feeling a climax rise within you, and judging by the wild look of lust on her face, so is she.
>You begin humping yourself into her as well... the moments drawing closer, desperation is rising...
>And then, as if lady luck herself had blessed you, right on time, you both cum, going through the waves of pleasure simultaneously.
>As the crazy hits of pleasure begin to dull, Twilight slumps back down into your chest, and you do your usual thing of squeezing her into your chest as tightly as an embrace can be, the scent of sex lingering on the air, her body warmth increased tenfold by the mating.
>"I think... I'll take a day off studies today..." she coos into your ears before nuzzling your neck.