Don't Forget to Lock the Door
“Isn’t this place magnificent?”
Celestia looked around her throne room, a smile on her face.
Over the long years of her rule, her castle had undergone many changes, growing and shrinking with the times. Rooms had been built, expanded, cut in half, even blocked off and torn down. Even the royal wing had moved. But amidst all of this change there was a bastion of the old days. The one thing that hadn’t changed since this castle had been built, and wouldn’t change as long as Celestia was the head of the state, was the throne room.
It was a byproduct of an ancient time, just before the unification of the three tribes. The room had been built by unicorn arrogance and might. This was when they had been in the height of their power, and it showed even today.
Each stone had been hauled up the mountainside via magics. Each window had been painstakingly crafted from pure magic and abstract thought; laughter, screams, joys, fear, and even nothingness had been molded into the glass in ways that were now forgotten. The two massive golden walls had been hoof-carved and decorated with only the purest gemstones. Gold and platinum lined the walls, covered the ceiling, had even been carved in the marble floors.
The throne, the centerpiece of the room, was another beast entirely. Its base had been built with the finest stone in the world, inlaid with runes that, even after all of these years, hummed with power. The seat was crafted out of pure cloud and fine red spider silk, enchanted so it would mold to the most imposing yet comfortable form for its user.
And to see one of noble blood seated atop of it—It regularly left rulers of other nations speechless. Epics had been written about this room. Paintings had been commissioned and hung in art galleries depicting it. Some scholars called it the tenth wonder of the world.
Ulysses could barely contain a yawn, looking around the room with half-lidded, tired eyes. “You should put in a carpet or something,” he said, scratching his chin. “Like a blue one, maybe purple. All this red and gold is kinda ugly to look at.”
“No it’s not,” Celestia said, smacking him with her tail. “It’s noble.”
“It is not. It’s—” Ulysses made a vague motion with his hands. “I don’t know. All I’m saying is that you need a little more in the room. It kinda sucks. Especially that chair”
Celestia chuckled to herself, shaking her head. “Calling the Eternal Throne a mere chair is an understatement if I’ve ever heard one.”
“You calling a chair the Eternal Throne is overcompensation if I’ve ever heard it, sister.”
The alicorn’s horn sparked to life as she closed the great golden doors behind the two of them and made her way toward the throne. Her magic wrapped around the human’s hand, giving it a tug. Ulysses, covering his free hand with a yawn, followed the princess.
“You know, I was here when this throne room was built,” Celestia said. “Luna and I hadn’t yet gotten our cutiemarks. We lived in the shadow of the mountain you see, with all of the other families of the castle’s workers. I remember once a week we’d come up here to watch as our mother carved these stones. She also helped with the throne if I recall correctly, though the master masons did most of the work with it. When they were here, we couldn’t even go near it.”
“And now look at you. It’s your big butt sitting on that big ass chair,” Ulysses replied, eyeing her backside.
It shifted and bobbed with each step the princess took, cheeks rubbing together. Celestia seemed to sense his stare, putting a sway in her step. Her ethereal tail raised, allowing him to get a better look at hands down the best ass in all of Equestria.
His hand reacted without thought, reaching over. His fingertips dug into her fur as he spread her cheeks, revealing a perfect, mouthwatering pussy. Celestia stopped, looking over her shoulder at him. Her smile turned toothy as he used his other hand to lift her tail completely out of the way.
“Have I ever told you that you’re incorrigible?” she said, pressing her ass into his hand.
“You’d be incorrigible too if you had to walk behind this thing,” Ulysses said as her tail swirled around his arm. “You’re lucky I let you out of your bedroom half the time, you sexy old lady you.”
The magical strands caressed his arms, leaving a tingly sensation wherever they touched. Ulysses ignored it, letting go of the tail and giving her ass a slap. Celestia hummed, biting her lower lip as her backside jiggled from the blow.
“You know, it’s very rude to call a mare an old lady,” she said.
“Hey, I said sexy old lady,” Ulysses replied. “That’s got to cancel it out, right?”
His other hand brushed against her cutiemark. Her rump tensed, muscles flexing against his fingers before relaxing. His hands made their way under her tail, brushing against the soft flesh there. As Ulysses’s fingers brushed against her folds, Celestia flicked her tail in his face.
He jerked back, spitting tail out as the princess laughed, walking away. As Ulysses was wiping his lips, which now felt like he had licked a battery, an invisible force gave him a shove, forcing him to follow her.
As they drew closer, the throne seemed to light up. This was an ancient thing, a powerful thing. The spells woven into it were beyond counting. A Windigo could attack it with all of its hate-filled magic and there wouldn’t be so much as a scratch on the stone. A dragon could unleash a hell storm of flame and it’d be cool to the touch. It had stood the test of time, seen countless nations rise and fall without losing its luster or majesty. There was nothing like it in Equus and there probably wouldn’t be anything like it ever again.
They both stopped at the foot of the throne. Celestia looked up at Ulysses.
“Why don’t you take a seat, dear?” she suggested.
Ulysses looked away from the throne, staring down at the princess with a frown on his face. “Is this some weird ploy to make me king of Equestria or something?” he asked, worry making its way into his voice. “Because if it is then no thanks. I don’t got the patience to babysit a bunch of tiny horses.”
Celestia laughed. “It’s nothing like that, my little human,” she said, nudging him with her wing. “Now go on, take a seat. I want to see how you look.”
“I don’t think that’s a good idea.”
“Please? For me?”
“Can I not and say I did?”
The alicorn giggled again, shaking her head. “No. No you cannot. Now get your cute butt up there.”
She slapped him on the behind with her wing, causing him to jump forward with a yelp. He glared at her, rubbing his butt, though did as he was told.
Ulysses made his way up the throne’s ledge. The carpet felt oddly springy, almost cloud-like. He stopped, looking down at his feet. Cocking his head to the side, he bounced on the balls of his feet. He could hear a very quiet buzz in the air. Though he couldn’t see it, the runes on the sides of the throne glowed a bit brighter.
“Come on, dear. It won’t bite,” Celestia called. “Just take a seat.”
“It better not fucking bite me,” he replied. “Or turn me into anything.”
He placed a hand on the arm of the throne, ready to jump back in case anything happened. The metal felt cool to the touch. He looked back at Celestia, who motioned him to sit down. Gripping the other armrest, he spun around and did just that, fully expecting something terrible to happen. As soon as his ass touched the seat cushion, the buzzing grew louder for just a moment before coming completely silent.
Ulysses released the breath he didn’t know he had been holding. “Huh. Okay,” he said, shifting his weight from left to right. “Alright.”
“Was that so hard?” Celestia asked, climbing up the throne’s ledge to stand right at his side.
“So, I’m not the king or anything like that, right?” Ulysses asked.
“Not in any way, shape, or form, my little human,” the princess assured him.
“Good,” he said, leaning back into the chair and staring out at the hall. “It’s comfortable. A bit small though.”
“I don’t think the master masons thought of somepony your size when making it, dear,” Celestia said, edging closer toward him.
Ulysses didn’t notice her, imagining the hall full of ponies. “I don’t know if I’d like to sit up so high and have everyone stare up at me,” he said.
“It does take some getting used to,” Celestia said, taking another step toward him. “It took me the better part of a year to get comfortable with it.”
“You probably can’t even sneeze without everyone seeing it, huh? That must really get—hey now…”
The human twitched, eyes snapping down to his lap. Celestia, nose buried in his groin, winked up at him.
“What in the world are you doing?” he asked.
“Doing? Whatever do you mean?” the princess answered, rubbing her nose back and forth, her nostrils flaring.
Ulysses opened his mouth, only to close it when he felt Celestia kissing his cloth-covered member. He took a deep breath, gripping the throne’s arm rests a little more firmly.
“We’re in your throne room right now,” he hissed.
“I am very well aware,” Celestia said, unbuttoning his pants with a flick of her horn. “Have you showered today? Your scent is quite…. Pungent.”
“I’m not fooling around in here,” Ulysses said, trying to push her head away. “If you wanna fuck let’s go back to your bedroom.”
“I’d much rather we have some fun here,” Celestia said, tugging his pants down.
The human’s cock was clearly visible in his underwear. Celestia kissed its tip, humming as it twitched.
“Look, I think I’m gonna have to put my foot down on this one,” Ulysses said, trying to cover his groin, only for Celestia to push his hands away with her magic. “A janitor’s closet is fine, random bedrooms around the castle are also fine. I was a little iffy when we did it in the kitchen but I went along with it, but come on now, hon.”
“Where’s your sense of adventure, Ulysses?” Celestia asked, pawing at his underwear with a hoof. “Doesn’t taking me on my own throne interest you?”
“Of course if does. I’m not made out of goddamn stone,” Ulysses said. “I just don’t want—”
Celestia opened her mouth, showing him her long, thick pony tongue. Not breaking eye contact with him, she began licking around his tip in broad, heavy strokes. In just a few swipes, she had his underwear covered in saliva and his cock was threatening put a hole in the fabric.
“—I… I don’t want to explain to the poor maid or guard that pokes their head in here what we’re doing,” Ulysses managed to say, pressing his heels against the bottom of the throne.
Celestia smiled. “There’s not many ponies in the castle that are able to open the throne room doors,” she said. “They are very heavy after all.”
She pressed her nose against his underwear in inhaled deeply. A shiver ran down the length of her body. She groaned, her tail flagging like a filly in heat.
“But—”
“So, you don’t want to fuck me stupid then? Is that what you’re saying?”
“Don’t you put words in my mouth. I just—”
“You don’t want my big ass bouncing in your lap while I moan like some dirty whorse, begging you to knock up this slutty pussy of mine?”
With a tug, his cock sprung from its cloth prison, smacking the alicorn on the face. It throbbed, a dollop of precum falling from his tip onto the base of her horn. She nuzzled the space where balls met base, staring up at him.
Ulysses snorted, shoulders sagging. “I don’t know why the hell I even argue. There was no way you weren’t getting your way,” he said with a shake of his head.
In a flash, Celestia crawled up into his lap. She placed her forelegs on his shoulders, using them to support herself, leaning forward so that his cock was sandwiched between his belly and her marehood. Her mane moved around his head, strands caressing his face as she touched her forehead against his. She hummed as she wiggled in his lap, making herself comfortable. Her tail coiled around his leg and her wings extended, blocking his view of anything but the beautiful mare in front of him.
“Have I ever told you that I love you, my little human?” she murmured.
“Only when you manage to talk me into crazy stuff like this,” he replied, placing his hands on her sides.
The princess leaned forward, pressing her body against his. She wiggled some more, her back legs finding themselves in the space between Ulysses’s legs and the sides of the throne. With a flex of her legs she effectively pinned him beneath her.
“It’s only crazy if you don’t enjoy it just as much as me,” she said, grinding herself against his manhood.
“That’s not true at—thmp!”
Celestia kissed him, tail wrapping around his leg. Ulysses couldn’t help but roll his eyes as her tongue prodded his lips. He opened his mouth, letting her long, thick muscle slip into his mouth and immediately being attacking his tongue.
The princess let out a moan. Her wings flapped, hitting him with a burst of air. The hairs in her mane began to touch his neck and chest, sending pleasant little jolts down his body. He murmured into her mouth, running his hands up and down her sides, savoring the feeling of her soft white fur against his fingertips.
They held the kiss for a few moments more before Celestia broke it. “Hmm~ Play with my flank please.”
Ulysses did as he was told, letting his hands slide toward her rump. He gave her cutiemarks a squeeze, leaning in to give her neck a nibble. Celestia bit her bottom lip, the muscles in her rump tensing under his touch.
“Harder~”
His fingers dug into her coat, kneading the alicorn’s ass like it was dough. His hands roamed all over her flank, leaving no area untouched. He squeezed, dragged his fingernails across her coat, even pressed his palms into her rump like he was massaging her.
Celestia’s ears pinned against her skull. Her hips twitched and bucked, causing her to grind her folds against his cock. Ulysses kissed her muzzle, a hand reaching between her cheeks. She kissed him back, hooves pawing at the sides of his head.
“Hmm~ I knew you’d be eager for this. All you needed was a bit—”
The alicorn’s breathing hitched as he traced her tailhole with a thumb. Her grinding stopped and her eyes narrowed playfully.
“And just what do you think you’re doing back there?” she asked.
“Hmm? Whatcha mean?” Ulysses asked, pressing his thumb inside of her.
Celestia’s eyes slipped closed. She began grinding herself against him once more. “I think you might be playing with the wrong hole, dear,” she said.
“You sure? Because I bet you’d look cute getting your ass stuffed,” he replied.
Celestia flapped her wings. The tip of her horn glowed, her magic grabbing his cock. She rose up, pressing his tip against her lips.
“I wouldn’t say no to to a good filling,” she said, leaning down to nuzzle his face.
“An all three holes kind of filling?” Ulysses asked.
Celestia smiled. She kissed his nose, lifting her hips just a hair before, with a wink, she plopped down into his lap. Ulysses’s eyes bulged out of his head as she took him to the hilt with little effort. His body spasmed, hands flying away from the princess’s body to grip the throne’s armrest.
“You can have all three holes if you don’t empty yourself in this one,” Celestia murmured, nuzzling his throat. “How’s that sound?”
Ulysses’s face contorted.
She felt so warm, so soft. Her inner muscles were squeezing even inch of his cock as if she were milking him. He throbbed, bucking his hips, trying to force himself deeper into her depths.
Celestia smiled at his expression, grinding herself in his lap before raising her rump into the air. She lifted herself off his cock, inch by inch until she slammed herself back down. She did it again and again, relishing in the feeling of him squirming underneath her.
The alicorn had never been able to use this position before he had come. Stallions just couldn’t sit comfortably like this for any given time, and they had no laps to speak of. But not only could she do this with her human, but he seemed almost born to be fucked like this.
She had total control of their lovemaking. It was her that decided how fast she wanted to go or how much she wanted to take of him. She could have him stay hilted, kissing and biting him while those wonderful hands of his played with her body. She could edge him for hours or ride him until he was cumming inside of her in less than a minute.
Celestia nickered at the thought. Leaning down, she bit her human’s neck as she bounced in his lap. He tensed, sucking air through his teeth. His cock throbbed, mushroom head flaring inside of her. The alicorn hummed, rocking herself from side to side, she bit in again, harder this time, not noticing one of his hands rearing up.
A loud smack filled the air. Celestia tensed, her ass jiggling from the blow. She felt Ulysses leaning up to nibble on her ear, his hips rising to meet hers.
The alicorn’s riding increased in tempo. Ulysses’s hands went back to her rump, kneading and playing, lifting her up just that little bit higher and pressing her down just a bit deeper. She could feel that familiar warmth slowly building in her groin. Panting, she rode her human just a little harder, feeling him throb inside of her.
She wanted him to finish, wanted him to paint her insides with her seed on this most holy of thrones. When she was finished, she planned to make him fill her again and again, so much so that their stink would linger in these cushions for years to come.
“I’m… gonna cum,” Ulysses said, eyes shut tightly.
Celestia squeezed him hard, a deep, throaty hum escaping her. “Give it all to me, my big, strong stallion. Give me your foals~”
Ulysses buried his face into the fur of her chest. Celestia bit her lip, wings wrapping around him, forcing his entire body tight against her. The two tensed as they quickly sped toward the finish line. They were nearly there when the golden doors of the throne creaked open.
~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~
“Your highness? Are you there?”
Raven poked her head into the throne room. The unicorn had spent the better part of the afternoon looking for Princess Celestia; some important documents on some of the laws that the House of Nobles wanted passed had come in and they needed to be looked over and signed by the end of the day. She had said documents piled high on her back, along with a closed ink pot and a quill that she had stuck behind her ear. After hours of fruitlessly searching the castle, Raven had almost given up hope of finding her boss until she spied the large oak doors of the throne room. The throne room was one place she hadn’t looked; if Princess Celestia wasn’t there, she’d need to delay the nobles until she could be found, something Raven wasn’t keen on doing.
As she poked her head into the giant room, she could barely make out a flurry of movement. Her ears perked up as she heard a half-dozen spells going on in rapid succession. Raven frowned, focusing her gaze toward the Eternal Throne. That frown immediately disappeared when she saw just the mare she was looking for.
The Princess of the Sun sat in the lap of the castle’s local alien and the biggest pain in her flank in this entire castle; Ulysses. The human was seated upon the Eternal Throne, somehow squeezing his massive size into it.
Raven didn’t give the human much thought. The princess, for reasons that she couldn’t fathom, had taken a shine to the creature. Not a day went by that the two weren’t up to some sort of trouble, so much so that him carrying her around the castle or Princess Celestia sitting in his lap during court weren’t unusual sights. The blanket draped over the two was a little odd, but she just chalked it up to some hyoo-man shenanigans.
“Your majesty! Fantastic,” she said, utterly relieved as she stepped into the throne room and closed it’s titanic doors behind her. “I’ve been looking everywhere for you.”
Celestia gave the mare a strained, tight smile. “Oh, heLLO Raven,” she said, her tone filled with barely contained panic. “SomeTHING I can help you w-with?”
Raven nodded, trotting toward the throne. She was so relieved in finding the alicorn that she wasn’t able to notice some oddities with her princess’s appearance. Her face was flush, and she seemed to be breathing a little heavily. There was also a thin sheen of sweat on her face and neck. She had her back pressed against Ulysses’s chest, and her wings looked like they’d have snapped open if the human didn’t have his arms wrapped around her.
“I received some papers from Lord Perrywinkle this morning that you need to see, your highness,” the unicorn said, plucking some documents from her back.
Celestia cleared her throat, brow furrowing. “Oh really?” she said. “Well that’s—”
She shifted in Ulysses’s lap. Ulysses exhaled explosively through his nose, pressing his face against her shoulder.
The princess was clamped down on him to hard that it was almost painful. He could feel himself twitching, his hips begging to slam into the mare.
“—that’s very… very wonderful to hear, my dear.”
“Unfortunately, it’s not very wonderful, your majesty,” Raven said, presenting her the documents, the ink pot, and the quill. “Some of the nobles decided to edit some of the laws that we’re trying to pass through the house.”
The tip of Celestia’s horn glowed. She tried to grab everything that Raven held out to her, only getting them all on the third try.
Raven smiled, then gently frowned as she looked her highness over. “Princess, is everything alright? You seem a little…”
Celestia laughed, a hollow and forced sound. “Alright? I c-can assure you that I’m—” She twitched, eyelids fluttering for a brief moment as she felt Ulysses throbbing deep inside of her, his mushroom head brushing against a particularly sensitive spot. “—better than alright.”
“Are you sure? You look a little warm.”
“Oh, it’s the opposite actually. Which is WHY I have this blanket.” The princess gestured toward far too big blanket that was covering her lap. “I w-was frightfully chilly in here, so n-needed this blanket.
“Oh,” Raven said, inspecting it. “Don’t you think it’s a little too big? Also, isn’t that the blanket for your bed?”
“Yes. Yes it is,” Celestia replied with a jerky nod. “I didn’t w-want to be a bother to the s-staff, so I just got this old thing.”
Raven opened her mouth to say something, but immediately closed it when a thought came to mind. “Forgive me, your highness, but can I ask what in Equestria are you doing in the throne room at this hour?”
Celestia nudged Ulysses’s side, forcing the human to pick his head up. They shared a glance, before smiling at the unicorn as best as they could.
“We were… reading up on… something?” Ulysses grunted.
His fingertips slide across her cutiemarks, slowly making their way around her front. He could feel the dampness on inside of her thighs as he touched them. They felt so warm. She was so warm and soft.
He couldn’t help himself, gently nipping at her coat as a hand teased her clit.
“YES!” Celestia said just a little too loudly, back legs twitching. “W-We were reading… the latest happenings in—” She tensed, biting her bottom lip, ears folding against the sides of her skull. “—G-Gryphonstone.”
“Huh. Did something happen there that I wasn’t aware of?” Raven asked.
“N-Nothing worrying dear. Scones and all of that, hahahaha,” Celestia said, looking down at one of the documents, desperately trying to keep her mind off what was happening beneath the blanket. “Now, what would y-you like me to do with these?”
The alicorn let her eyes slip closed as she felt fingers toying with her teat. The magic around the objects she had floating in the air plummeted to the ground, only to be saved at the very last moment with a frantic wave of the horn.
Raven made her way over to the princess’s side, carefully pushing the blanket against the throne so she didn’t step on it. “Well, as I said, some of the nobles edited a few of the laws we’re attempting to pass through the house. Apparently, some of the changes are a little hard for them to take.”
Celestia made a noise under her breath. If Raven didn’t know any better, she’d have said that it sounded like a groan. “Y-Yes, well they’re not the only ones that are having a hard time t-taking things…”
She looked back at Ulysses. Making sure that Raven wasn’t looking, she wiggled her hips. Ulysses’s feet scraped across the floor as a bolt of pleasure raced up his spine. The human made a face, causing Celestia to breathlessly giggle.
“Their changes weren’t too obvious, just a few selective word changes in the hopes that we wouldn’t notice,” Raven continued, frowning as she scanned another document. “Still, I’d recommend that we take the time to go over everything before sending them back to the house. A strongly worded letter might also go a long way to making sure that the nobles behave themselves.”
The princess did her best to focus on the documents held aloft by her magic. Ulysses, letting out a whimper, gently rocked his hips.
“THAT sounds… like a very, very, very—” she pawed at the human’s leg, her thighs squeezing together. “—good idea.”
“It may take a few hours, but I’m sure we can reedit the laws in such a way that the nobles will come to our side.”
“Y-Yes… cumming…”
The blankets shifted as she sat up a bit before letting herself plop right down into Ulysses’s lap. A muffled wet, meaty clap filled the air. Ulysses let out a yelp, once again burying his face into the alicorn’s shoulder. Raven looked over at her princess, confused as to where the sound had come from. Celestia just smiled innocently back at her while her insides milked the devious human’s member.
“Raven, you’ve been… working on these laws… m-much more than myself,” the princess said. “Why don’t—mygoodness—why don’t you see to these revisions?”
Raven found herself smiling at the offer. As the princess had said, she had spent weeks slaving over these particular laws. They were important to her, and might be important for Equestria. If they were passed, she knew they’d help her fellow ponies for years and years, maybe long after she was gone. To have the ability to solve the issue by herself, take the lead in something as important as this, excited the unicorn more than she cared to admit.
“Are you sure, your highness? I wouldn’t want to make the situation any worse.”
Celestia raised herself up and let herself flop back into the human’s lap a few more times, eyes clenched tight. She was so close. The heat was building up between her legs. Just a few more thrusts.
“Don’t… ] Don’t think so l-little of yourself… Raven. You a-are a very capable and intelligent… m… mare. Not only DO I believe you can do this… I believe… you can do it weeeeeeeel.”
“Do you really think so?” Raven asked, placing a hoof against her chest.
“Yes!” Celestia moaned. “Oh buck yes!”
Raven looked down at the ground, shyly smiling. She knew that her boss was a supportive and caring mare by nature, but that didn’t mean her words didn’t feel good to hear.
“If you think I can do it then I’d be happy to, your highness!” Raven said, snatching the papers, ink, and quill out of Celestia’s magic. “Don’t worry, I promise that I won’t let you down!”
As she turned away, Celestia desperately reached down at grabbed Ulysses’s hand. Holding it between her hooves, she bit down on his forearm. The human grunted, biting down on the alicorn’s shoulder. The blanket fell away, revealing the two in all of their orgasming glory.
Raven made her way toward the door with a happy little pip in her step, her mind racing with everything that she’d need to do. A long, tiring night way ahead of her, but she’d be lying if she wasn’t excited about it.
“If I have any questions or concerns I’ll make sure to come and see you, princess,” she called over her shoulder. “And thank you for trusting me with this. It means a lot.”
Celestia bucked her hips, soaking her throne with her arousal as she came. She bit down harder, trying her very hardest not to scream when she felt his seed hitting her deepest depths. It was so warm, so thick. With each spurt she could feel her sense and willpower ebbing away into nothingness.
It was only when Raven closed the throne doors behind her did she throw back her head and let out a long, loud moan, eyes snapping open wide while her mane whipped around her head as if she were in the middle of a storm. She held the position for a few moments more before all of the tension left her and she slumped against the human, letting her eyes slip shut as he continued to cum.
Ulysses’s orgasm lasted shockingly long, so much so that she could feel cum leaking around his cock, but soon enough he was utterly spent and she was completely stuffed with spunk, panting against her neck.
The princess laughed, looking down at herself. “If I… didn’t know any better… I’d say that you were… trying to knock me up, dear. Did you enjoy… having an… audience?”
The human grinded his slowly softening cock inside of her, sweat dripping from his face. “Weren’t you… the one that told me… to knock up your… your slutty pussy?”
“I suppose… I did… didn’t I?”
“Yeah...”
Celestia slowly grinded herself into his lap. She leaned forward, humming as she felt his cock twitching inside of her.
“You know, I thought you and I were… going to have a very awkward conversation with… Raven,” she said, her grinding turning onto riding, sending cum everywhere.
Ulysses’s finger’s dug into her flanks. “That mare is… either the dumbest, blindest, or most innocent pony I’ve—fuck! I’ve ever seen.”
Celestia giggled. She could feel her human once again becoming hard inside of her. She bounced in his lap, rising higher and high until she was taking him tip to hilt without pause.
Ulysses had once accused her of using some sort of magic on him to make his refractory period shorter. He had also said silly things like she was making it so that he’d cum more and even his cock was bigger after the two had begin their escapades. She never did any of this of course, simply stating that she was just able to bring out the best in him.
With a practiced motion, she spun her legs around so that the two were face-to-face. Both alicorn and human let out groans. Celestia’s wing unfurled from her sides, while Ulysses’s hands cupped her rump and began squeezing.
“Hmm~ Don’t you poke fun at my assistant,” Celestia said, pressing her forehead against his. “She just gets a little too caught up in her work. You’d know what it’s like if you did any~”
“Dealing with you is a full time job,” he replied, still trying to catch his breath.
Celestia licked the tip of his nose, clenching down on his length. He was now once again fully hard, throbbing inside of her, ready to go another round.
Ulysses looked down at his groin, then back at her. “You know we were almost caught not two seconds ago, right?” he asked.
“It was a fluke,” Celestia said, giving him a peck as she slowly rode his cock. “N-No one else will be in here for a few hours mor—”
A crunching sound came from in front of the throne. Both Celestia and Ulysses froze, looking over to see a very tired Luna standing not ten feet from them.
The alicorn had her mane tied up with a scrunchy. There were bags under her eyes, and it looked like she hadn’t yet bothered to wipe away the drool from her cheek that she had acquired from her morning’s sleep. Floating by her head as a shiny red apple with a big bite mark in it.
Luna chewed slowly, staring at the two with a bored, exhausted expression. “You two are deviants,” she said matter-of-factly. “Also, I’m not sitting near that throne until its had a thorough cleaning sister.”
She sniffed the air, making a face.
“No, actually, make that two thorough cleanings. An air freshener would also be most welcome. It reeks in here.”
