My Overbearing Aunt: The Nightmare Gambit

by Naughty_Ranko

Rating: mature
Tags: Human, Anthro, Princess Luna, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Alternate Universe, Nightmare Moon, Romance, Original Character, Sex, Comedy, Princess Celestia, Slice of Life
Length: 9458

Princess Luna and her human nephew Marcus have a very special pre-Nightmare Night celebration.

A What-If-Story based on Sketchy Changeling's My Overbearing Aunt.

Marcus, Princess Celestia's adopted nephew, has been forbidden from going to his college's pre-Nightmare Night party. Luckily there's his other aunt by adoption who happens to be the inspiration for the holiday in the first place.

What if instead of helping him escape and attend the party, she decided to host her own, little party for Marcus dressed as Nightmare Moon? As they enjoy the moon-lit night together, hidden feelings may rise to the surface that neither of them had considered before.

Triggers: Anthro Luna/Nightmare Moon and human OC clopfic.

Cover Art by Sketchy Changeling.

Published 2014-05-21 14:40:03 UTC
Last updated 2014-05-30 17:08:23 UTC

Nightmare Night, Nightmare Night, Give Me Something Sweet to Bite!

Nightmare Night, Nightmare Night, Give Me Something Sweet to Bite!
By Naughty_Ranko

It has been a whole week since Auntie Celeste has forbidden me from going to the pre-Nightmare Night party at CUFTA, the Canterlot University for the Arts.

“I don't really like that idea, Marcus,” was what she said, when I asked her.

I'm not a little kid anymore, you know! It's thanks to her that I get to live here at the palace and attend the university. But she takes this protecting me thing way too far sometimes.

“Marcus, I promised your parents that I wouldn’t let anything bad happen to you, and I intend to keep that promise.”

Geez, just thinking back to that conversation makes me so mad! When I'm being totally honest with myself, I kinda get where she's coming from. But I'm a freshman. I need to live a little, you know?

Rolling over on my bed, I sigh and look at the alarm clock. Half past eight. I bet Rarity and Octavia are having fun at the festival right now. They were disappointed, when I told them I couldn't go. Rarity was even gonna make a costume for me. I was gonna be a timberwolf.

I've avoided Celeste the whole week. Seeing her just makes me think back to that conversation and the gall rises up in my throat. “I said no, Marcus.” That was the end of that. It didn't matter what I said.

Maybe I keep thinking back to it, because of what happened then. Luna, who was also present, spoke up after I left the room. It probably wasn't very polite, but I listened in on their talk afterwards.

“Was that really necessary, Tia?”

“What are you insinuating?”

“Nothing, I just think that you aren’t giving Marcus enough credit. I’m sure he knows how to conduct. I understand your concern regarding the fact that it’s a college party, but this is an art school in Canterlot, not a community college in Las Pegasus.”

“I can’t take any chances. I have to protect him.”

“This is starting to seem less like wanting to protect him, and more like not wanting to let him go. When Marcus’ parents let him come here to study, I doubt they wanted him to stay locked up in a castle all the time.”

“Thank you for your input, Luna, but I’ve made my decision, and it’s final. Marcus is not going to that party.”

It's nice to know that at least one of my aunts is on my side in this. Well, truthfully I could never really think of Luna as my aunt. Celeste has known my parents since before I was born and she visited often, when I was growing up. So when she became my actual aunt by way of adoption, it didn't really change much in our relationship.

Luna on the other hand I only met once two years ago, right after she returned from her banishment. Back then she was shorter than me and both her coat and mane looked different. I got a pretty nasty shock, when I started to live here and she was suddenly taller than me. Auntie Celeste tried to explain the correlation between magic and an alicorn's physical appearance to me, but my brain kinda shut off, when the words metaphysical metamorphosis entered the explanation.

It's not as if I don't like the change, mind you. It might be an inappropriate statement to make about my adoptive aunt, but damn she's hot. I mean, I've made friends with some pretty mares at CUFTA. Rarity and Octavia are definitely easy on the eyes, but Luna? She's in an altogether different league. It's easy to see why ponies think of her as a goddess and why she gets about a gizillion marriage proposals every day. … Frankly it makes me kinda jealous. I don't know how I would feel, if she accepted one of them someday. Luckily it seems that she's simply not interested in marriage right now, although her advisors keep bringing the issue up.

Glancing at the alarm clock again, I can see it's only eight thirty-five. I plant my face in my pillow and groan. I could go into the dining area and get something to eat. The kitchen staff has been trying out new recipes for tomorrow's Nightmare Night dinner the whole week. Today is the final version of their pumpkin soup and they've all been great so far. But the thought of running into Celeste, who should have finished her day court duties by now, or worse, Prince Blueblood, convinces me that I'm not really that hungry.

Maybe I should draw a little. I've finished all my homework for school, though. And I'm not really in the mood for it, anyway. Tonight was supposed to be a fun evening with my friends.

Might as well take a nap. Sometimes inspiration strikes while I'm asleep. Not much else to do.

* * *

Having slept for a bit, I feel like I was woken up by some kind of sound. The room is almost completely dark as I look around. The barely visible hands of the clock show that it's already past ten.

Maybe somepony found it strange that I wasn't at dinner and knocked on my door? But after a minute or two it becomes clear that there's nopony outside the room.

I take in the dimly lit room around me. It looks so different while only illuminated by a few rays of moonlight coming in through the window, almost creepy. I've always felt it was too big for just one person.

This would have been a great location for the haunted house some of the other students were planning, I think to myself with a wry smile.

Then I can feel a slight draft in the darkness, making the hairs on the back of my neck stand on end. Did I leave the window open? I don't remember opening it.

As I rub the last bit of sleep from my eyes, I realize that something else is strange. There seems to be a slight glow with an ineffable quality to it. It's as if there's another spot of moonlight with no obvious source in the room.

Nightmare Night...

Did I just hear something? Are my ears playing tricks on me as well as my eyes now? Maybe I'm going crazy from spending the entire evening locked away in my room.

Nightmare Night...

It's like a whisper on the wind. I can almost make out words, but it doesn't sound like a human voice. Inching forward to the edge of the bed, I strain my ears to listen into the night.

Give me something...

Now I can definitely make out words! What the hell is going on here? “Hello? Is anyone there?”

… sweet to …

My breath is getting shorter. There's definitely some kind of presence here and I involuntarily shrink back.

“BITE!”

“AHH!” Suddenly I can see a set of fanged teeth gleaming in the moonlight and feel the hot breath on my face. As my fight-or-flight instinct kicks in, I flinch back with a shriek. Unfortunately being on the edge already, I lose my balance and tumble down onto the floor.

For a moment I remain silent, just lying there on my back. Then I can hear someone rustle my bedsheets as they move over and turn on the lamp on my nightstand.

A somewhat familiar face then peers over the edge of the bed and down at me. “Marcus! Are you alright?”

I blink a couple of times to clear my head of the shock. “Luna?”

It's definitely her, though she looks quite different. Her mane and coat are somehow darker than usual, almost black rather than dark blue. The teeth are definitely pointed. No wonder I got a shock. Her pupils also look more reptilian than pony and … is that purple eyeshadow she's wearing? “I was just trying to scare you a little. I didn't know you were such a scaredy dog,” she says, offering me a hand.

I shake my head and climb back onto the bed, sitting next to her. “The expression is scaredy cat. And if woken up like that, anyone would …”

“Scream like a filly?” She finishes my statement for me with a grin.

“Yeah... Anyway, what are you doing here, dressed like that?” I let the insult pass without comment, because I know she's only teasing me.

“Well,” she begins to explain, “since Tia wouldn't let you go out to that party, I thought I'd be the cool aunt and bring Nightmare Night to you.” Standing up, she opens her arms and turns around slowly to show off her costume. “After all, not many can claim to have spent Nightmare Night with THE original Nightmare Moon.”

Oh, right. The holiday is more or less based on her. Now that I get a good look at that costume, I can't help but feel a little hot under the collar. The mailed gauntlets, boots and helmet look like they're made out of moon rock or something. But the rest is kinda skimpy. I guess it's what they would call a chainmail bikini, although I've never seen one outside of fantasy drawings and comics. Admittedly it does a hell of a job in showing off her curvacious figure. “You look gorgeous.” I can't think of anything else to say.

“Really?” Luna breathes a sigh of relief. “I wasn't so sure I could pull it off, but I guess that diet my advisor put me on did pay off then.”

I nod vigorously. “Definitely. Though I have to ask, did you really look like that a thousand years ago?”

She gives off a silvery laugh. “Heavens, no! Could you imagine going into battle like this?” Then she blushes a little. “Since we've been in contact with the human world, Nightmare Night has been influenced rather heavily by your Halloween. Mares these days use the occasion to dress in costumes that are a little more … raunchy than they used to be. This one is actually really popular right now, or so the clerk at the costume shop told me.”

Thank you, cultural exchange! “I don't really have a costume,” I say, scratching my cheek in embarrassment and looking down on my rather plain garb consisting of a white t-shirt and jeans. “Rarity was gonna make one for me, but I didn't want to make her go through the work, if I didn't get to wear it.”

“Well, the idea is to wear a costume in order to hide from Nightmare Moon,” Luna says playfully and drops back onto the bed, crawling towards me like a cat on the prowl. “Since I've already found you, I hope you remember the second part of the story at least?”

“Second part?” I ask, trying to play dumb. The way she's moving her body is very sensual, so I wanna draw out the moment a little.

“You know the one I'm talking about. Fill up her belly with a treat or two, so she won't return to come eat you!”

Our faces are very close now and although she tries to look frightening, I can clearly see the mirth in her eyes. Luna does have a bit of a sweet tooth and this diet has been hard on her. The other day I managed to sneak her a blueberry muffin.

“I might have something for you,” I say with a chuckle and reach over to the drawer of my nightstand. I keep a pack of gummy bears in there. Sometimes I just need a little something to keep me going while I draw. I'm sure she's seen them already, but I quickly hide them behind my back. “So what would happen to me, if I didn't have anything for you? Cause if your advisor finds out, he's gonna chew me out for it.”

“Oh, I'm gonna do much worse than just chew. Nightmare Moon will gobble you up. So you have much more reason to be afraid of me.” She leans forward and reaches one hand around me to get at the sweets. “Ah?”

At that exact moment, however, the elaborate boot of her costume get's caught on the bed sheet and she suddenly tumbles forward. I can feel her weight hitting me and although she is quite light, it catches me by surprise, so I fall back as well.

Since our faces were so close, our lips unexpectedly meet and we just stare at each other with wide open eyes, neither of us pulling back. Well, since I am underneath her, I can't really pull back. Not that I would want to, anyways.

But the strange thing is that Luna isn't making any attempt to break the accidental kiss either. Instead she closes her eyes and I can feel her body relax above me. I've never kissed a mare before, but it feels heavenly. Her lips are so soft and warm and the smell of her shampoo tickles my nose.

Eventually she tears herself away from me and I can see the blush on her cheeks. “Sorry … I … didn't mean to … “

“I'm glad you did, though.” I wonder if that was a little too quick, but I'm rewarded by Luna's bright smile. “As a matter of fact,” I say, wrapping my arms around her back, “I wouldn't mind another. That first one took me by surprise a little.”

Luna gives me a cheeky grin. “Did receiving your first kiss from a princess throw you for a hoop? Alright then. You may have another.”

As our lips connect again, I decide that she doesn't need to know that I received my first kiss during a dare in tenth grade. This is definitely the better first kiss. And the fact that the expression is throwing someone for a loop isn't important right now either.

Damn. This is great. I've dreamed about this moment, but I never thought it would actually happen. Does this mean she's interested in me … as a guy? What if I took this a little further?

Deciding to try my luck, I open my mouth slightly and probingly push the tip of my tongue forward.

“Mh?” Luna makes a surprised sound, but she doesn't break the kiss. Does that mean I can go ahead?

Her lips are still closed, though. I begin to push my tongue against her lips and since I can't go any further, begin to move it gently along them. It's almost like I'm a courtier, asking to be allowed into the throne room.

“Mm, hang on.” To my regret she moves her head back again. Did I go too far, after all? But her reasoning becomes apparent, when she removes a set of plastic fangs from her mouth and makes them vanish in a puff of magic. “There, much better.”

I laugh and pull her back towards me. This time Luna opens her mouth without resistance and our tongues playfully connect as I feel the corners of her muzzle contort into a grin.

Now she's the one being aggressive again and explores my mouth fully. Damn, Luna is a great kisser. I simply lean back and enjoy, concentrating on my hands to explore the rest of her body. They've been moving steadily down and now I begin to lightly squeeze her flank, where her cutie mark is.

“Hah! Marcus,...”

“Yes, Luna?”

There's a mischievous twinkle in her eyes as she wiggles above me. “Is that a candy cane in your pocket or are you happy to see me?”

I chuckle awkwardly. I can't deny the raging boner I'm having. Figures that she'd notice through that flimsy costume. “Sorry about that.”

“... Do you want to?”

My brain goes numb for a moment and I swallow hard. Is she being serious right now? “Luna … you're the most incredible mare I've ever met. So I'm gonna be honest. There's no way I can think of you as my aunt. I love you and if you would have me, I want to be with you.” There's no turning back now.

She looks incredibly happy right now and breathes a sigh of relief. “Finally. I was beginning to think all my flirting with you was for nothing. But your ogling seemed clear enough.” Removing the top of her costume, her perfect breasts are now gently swaying in front of my face. “Now you don't have to sneak a peek anymore. You can just ask.”

I don't know what is more incredible. The view or the fact that she got a human expression right for a change. “Sorry. I just don't have much experience with mares. In fact I never … “

Sparing me the embarrassment of finishing that sentence, she simply takes my hand and places it on her breast. It's so soft! I never thought it would feel like this. “Then let me show you how. Though I may be a little out of practice myself. I had a bit of a dry spell for the last thousand years or so.”

She looked so incredibly sad, when she said that. A thousand years on the moon, alone, in the dark with nopony else for company. I can't even imagine how lonely that must have been. That's why I want to make her feel loved.

I move her breast around in the palm of my hand for a while and then move my head forward, taking a nipple into my mouth.

“Mmh. Ah....” Luna's moaning encourages me to go further bit by bit as I lightly bite down on the nipple in my mouth.

“Ngh, a little frisky, aren't we? Two can play that game.” With that she grabs my shirt and starts lifting it above my head. I raise my arms to accommodate her as she pulls it off and flings it to the side.

While I return to her breasts with renewed vigor, she begins kissing the side of my face, moving her muzzle lower and lower towards my neck. “Gmph!?” My grunt is both muffled and surprised. I can't believe she bit me. Strangely enough the pain is making me even more excited.

In return I raise the hand that was resting on her flank and bring it down on her cutie mark. Smack! For a moment I was worried that I might have slapped her too hard, but I can feel her body tremble above me. Looks like she enjoyed that and since she doesn't protest, I repeat it a couple more times. All the while her hot lips are still exploring and sucking on the skin of my neck and chest.

“Hah! I didn't know you had such a wild side to you, Luna,” I say as I force myself to let go of her nipple with my mouth.

Then she brings her face right up to me, panting lightly with moist eyes and a messed up mane. It looks incredibly sexy. “Take me,” she whispers. “I wanna feel you inside of me, Marcus.”

Surprising even myself with my sheer speed, I flip her over and am now on top of this hot mare who just made my day with those words. Gulping due to my excitement, I remove the bottom of her costume and find myself confronted with the first marehood I've ever seen. I can't even find the words to describe the feeling.

Sensing that my virgin self is at a bit of a loss, Luna moves her hands down and spreads the lips to give me the full view of the pink interior. “Take your time. I'm ready for you.”

I move my face closer and slowly reach out my hand.

“Ahnn!”

Amazing. I'm only rubbing the outside of it and she's already moaning. Very carefully I insert my finger and am surprised at how warm and moist it is. Probingly I push it in and out of her a few times, mesmerized by Luna's increasing moans and the squishy sounds the action is producing.

“Hah. Ah. … No fair,” she suddenly scolds me. I can feel her gaze being fixed on my crotch. “You're teasing. I wanna see yours, too!”

That seems fair. Though I can't help but be a little self-conscious. I've never been completely naked in front of a girl. But an opportunity like this only comes once in a lifetime. “Alright,” I say with a gulp and pull down my pants and boxers in one motion. “Don't laugh, though.”

I don't think mine is anything but average, one way or the other. But Luna seems to be thoroughly enchanted by it. “So that's what it looks like. I've never seen a human one up close.”

“Well, we're not as big as stallions, I'm afraid,” I reply with a blush. At least that's what I heard. It's not like I've ever seen an actual stallion naked.

“Oh, don't be so self-deprecating,” she reassures me. “It's perfectly lovely.” As if to reaffirm her words, she reaches out her hand and gingerly touches the tip, before slowly sliding it up and down the shaft.

“Hss.” I sharply pull in my breath. I've been hard since we started kissing, but feeling Luna's delicate fingers on my member makes it actually twitch. I won't be able to contain myself much longer.

“Now, show me what you can do with it.” There is a slight bit of a commanding tone in her voice. I would have missed it, if I didn't know her so well. Maybe there's a lot more Nightmare Moon left in her than she'd like to admit sometimes.

Then again, if this is what it comes down to, I don't mind one bit. As I position myself between her legs and push the glans against her entrance, her legs wrap around my hips greedily as if to say: You're not gonna get away until I'm satisfied, virgin! I get the irrational image of a fly trapped in a flesh-eating plant in my head for a split second.

My heart is beating a mile a minute. Basically I'm being asked to make love to a goddess as my first time. What if I can't satisfy her? Is she gonna laugh at me?

“Something wrong, Marcus?”

Her concerned voice snaps me out of my fears and I shake my head. “Nah, I'm fine.” For a moment the whole Nightmare Moon thing actually began to intimidate me. But this is Luna we're talking about. There's nopony in Equestria I trust more and I am one incredibly lucky guy to have been chosen by her.

With that thought, my hips surge forward almost on their own. While my mind's been hesitating, my body has been craving this all along. That feeling of being one with this incredible mare.

“Ahhhh!” Luna moans loudly as I push all the way into her wet folds. I can feel her inner walls cling tightly to my member. To make the moment longer, I pull out again almost completely, leaving only the tip in and hold that position for a moment.

Her look tells me quite plainly that she wants it back inside her. With a smile I lean forward, burying myself in her once again and giving her a kiss.

“Hmm,” she moans into my mouth. “I love you, Marcus.”

Those words almost make my heart burst. The Princess of the Night just told me she loved me.

“I love you, too,” I whisper back and place my hands on her hips. “Let me show you how much, Luna.”

I begin to push in and out of her with long strokes. It's almost too much for me to handle. She's so tight. I don't know how long I can last like this, but I wanna make sure she enjoys it as well.

“Hah … oh … ahh … “ Judging from her moaning, I'm not doing too badly for my first time. There's also the sticky spot forming on the sheets underneath of where we are connected. The squelching sounds are almost like another stimulation. “Faster, Marcus.”

“Your wish is my command, your highness,” I confirm and speed up my movements while making sure to still push in as far as I could each time.

“Ahhn! Yes, that's it, your grace!”

I've had my reservations about being adopted into the royal family in the past. But if it means being with her, I don't mind the title so much.

I keep pumping faster and faster. Oh, shit. If this keeps up … “Luna, you're so tight. I don't think, I can … “

“Not yet!” She screams between heavy panting. “It's been so long. I want you to fuck me really hard!” Her thighs pull me in more tightly and her nails scratch across my back as if to dig in and never let go.

Ouch! I wince slightly. That might have actually drawn some blood. I never thought Luna was this wild in bed, but the pain has brought me back from the edge slightly. “You want it rough, alright. But then I get to leave some marks on your body, too.”

Fair is fair, after all. As I thrust into her willing marehood even harder, I take her nipple into my mouth again and begin to suck on it really hard. I get a shiver from her in response. “Yes, that's it. Ravish me, Marcus! Make me your mare.”

This is a lot more animalistic than I thought it would be. At this point my body is purely moving on instinct, leaving my mind to drink in all the new sensations. I can feel her pussy gripping my cock more tightly.

“I … hah … almost there.”

I put one hand on her thigh, but it's locked in place. I don't really have the option to pull out. “Luna, I can't hold it anymore.”

“Then don't. It's alright. I want to feel your sperm deep inside me.”

Wow. I just got permission to cum inside her. It should be alright, shouldn't it? It's unlikely that she'd get pregnant from a human. Even then she probably has some kind of spell that would prevent it.

Well, it's academic now. I'm about to explode one way or the other. “Luna, I'm cumming!” What follows is much more intense than any orgasm I've ever had from jerking off.

My whole body shudders as I pump my hot seed into her womb in three long spurts. I can feel her muscles contract. It's like her divine pussy is milking every last drop out of me.

“Yes! Fill me up! I … I'm cumming … CUMMMIIINNNNGGG!!!” Luna keeps hanging onto me tightly as her whole body convulses. When the moment passes, we're both trying to catch our breath.

Finally her arms and legs fall to her sides weakly and I'm free again, so I roll over onto my back next to her. I can feel the scratches on my back hurting as I come to rest, but it's a good kind of pain in the afterglow.

Turning my head to the side, I can see Luna smiling at me. “Thank you,” I tell her simply. “You are the best princess.”

“And don't you forget it,” she responds with a chuckle and then we kiss. It's not a passionate like the earlier ones. It's sweet and innocent, reaffirming for both of us that what just happened wasn't just a fling or a mistake. It was the natural culmination of the relationship we've been having for the past few months.

I don't know where it's gonna go from here. No doubt her being a princess and me being adopted into the royal family is gonna complicate things. But I wanna try and make this work, cause Luna is special to me.

Knock, knock. “Marcus, may I come in?”

Luna and I both freeze in shock at hearing Celestia's voice. We're both so flabbergasted that we can't even think of the simplest excuse to keep her out and sure enough, the door slowly opens as she mistakes silence for acceptance.

“I wanted to talk to you about … about … “ Aunt Celeste stops mid-sentence as she sees us in bed together. “Marcus? … Luna? What are you … ?”

“Uhm, hey, Auntie Celeste,” I say like an idiot, as if pretending this situation doesn't exist would somehow magically make it so.

“Tia, I didn't think you were still up at this hour,” Luna says sheepishly. Even she's at a loss. Normally she has a response for everything.

Celeste takes a deep breath and turns around. She stops only to place a bowl full of candy she had brought with her on my desk and then quietly leaves the room. Looks like she intended to apologize for not letting me go to the party and brought a peace offering.

“Well,” I say after about a minute of silence. “She took it better than I would have expected.”

But Luna still has an expression of foreboding on her face. “Wait for it. Any second now.”

Then I can feel the entire palace shaking and a crescendo of ten thousand voices seems to be rushing in from beyond the furthest star as they join in with Celeste's voice.

“NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!”

Author's Note

This story was a commission for Sketchy Changeling. Basically the idea was to create an alternate ending, wherein after the events of MOA Chapter 4 instead of helping Marcus sneak out for the party, Luna decides to hold her own Nightmare Night event for Marcus.

I hope you all enjoyed this different take on the story and I'd like to thank Sketchy Changeling very much for having the faith in me to portray his characters and setting accurately.

And if you stumbled onto this story without ever having heard of MOA, go check it out right now! It's a great story.

Lovers in the Day

Author's Note

While the first paragraph immediately follows the last chapter, most of this chapter takes place after the events of chapter 10 from the MOA main storyline.

Lovers in the Day

Lovers in the Day

“Do you think she's mad?” I ask Luna, who is in bed beside me, after hearing Auntie Celeste's unearthly scream echo throughout the castle.

“I'm not sure, Marcus,” she replies with a frown. “Last time she reacted like that, it was because one of the servants told her that not a single cake was to be found on castle grounds.”

“Oh. That's not so bad then.”

“Don't be fooled. There's little in this world as important to Tia as cake.”

We both strain our ears for a while, trying to determine whether she had left or was just standing there in a daze. Eventually we can hear two quick hoofsteps and a short rap at the door. “Are the two of you dressed? I need to speak to you and I'd rather do it now than later, awkward as it may be.”

“Uh, hang on, Auntie,” I call through the closed door and scramble to put on my jeans. I can see Luna retrieving the skimpy parts of her costume. “Here,” I say, handing her my shirt. “I don't think you wanna let her see you in that costume. She might send you to the moon by reflex.”

“Thank you, Marcus,” she says gratefully and puts on the t-shirt. Woah! It wasn't my intention, but the way it clings to her body is seriously hot. And due to the fact that she's not wearing a bra, her nipples are poking through the fabric. I shake my head. Focus! This isn't the time to get aroused. “We're presentable, sister,” Luna states calmly after having put on the bottoms of her costume as well.

Presentable might be a bit of a stretch, but at least we're not in our birthday suits anymore. The door opens very, very slowly. Celeste enters with a dark look on her face, keeping her eyes fixed on us the whole time and pressing the door closed with her back. Looks like she's struggling to find the right words.

Eventually she sighs and walks over to my desk, where she had put down the bowl of sweets earlier. “I need something to eat,” she says and pulls the wrapper from a candy bar with a vengeance, before taking a bite from it.

I can see Luna's eyes sparkling and I notice that her tail is waving around. Why is that so fucking adorable? “Can I have some?”

Wordlessly Celesta levitates the treats over to her little sister, who doesn't waste any time in picking out some cookies and munching on them. Then she offers the bowl to me.

“No, thanks,” I say with a shake of my head. Frankly I don't understand how the two of them can eat in a situation like this. This is so awkward.

For a few moments the only sounds in the room are of the two royal sisters slowly chewing. “Did you at least use protection?” Celeste finally asks.

Luna and I look first at each other and then lower our heads.

Smack. “Oh, for the love of … “ Well, that's a statement not many can make. I saw the Princess of the Sun actually face-palm.

“You're overreacting, Tia,” Luna tells her calmly. “You know that alicorns have an unusually long cycle. I'm not due to ovulate for another three moons.”

Oh, so that's why she was okay with me cumming inside. Truth be told, I don't know if a human and a pony could even reproduce, but it's got to be possible, if they've both considered it. I feel kinda dumb for not knowing that.

“Before you say anything else,” Luna states in a clear voice and it seems to me that she's straightening her back. Maybe she's trying to appear taller in the face of her sister. “What Marcus and I do in private is our business. You have no right to interfere.”

I really admire Luna right now. There's not many who can stand up to Celeste's gaze, when she's serious. Then some movement catches the corner of my eye. Luna's hand is resting on her thigh, but it's clearly shaking. Even though she's putting on a bold front, I guess she's nervous as well. Reaching out my own hand and putting it on top of hers, I also meet Celeste's eyes. I can feel Luna's hand taking mine and squeezing it in response.

Celeste closes her eyes and sighs again. “No, I don't,” she admits. “I take it, the two of you want to pursue this relationship?”

“Don't we at least deserve the chance?” I ask, emboldened by the fact that she doesn't seem as opposed to the idea as I had feared.

She stands up and walks to the window, looking out over the city below with a gloomy expression. “Unfortunately it's not just about the two of you. Many of my subjects wouldn't understand. Luna is co-ruler of Equestria, you're technically related and you are a minor and also a human, Marcus.”

I'll give her most of those points. The Princess of the Night can't be seen dating a minor, even though in this day and age having sex at seventeen is really nothing out of the ordinary. But one thing she said is nagging at me. “What does being human have to do with it? Ponies and humans fall in love all the time.”

“Let me ask you this. How would you feel, if a pony came to the human world and were to suddenly become Vice-president of your United States?”

I scoff. “Well, that's impossible. You have to be born an American citizen to even qualify.”

“My point exactly.”

“What are you … oh.” Now I get what she's saying. My current title as duke is pretty much an empty one. But some might think that I was trying to gain political power by being with Luna. Ponies might not be comfortable with that idea, imagined or real.

Celeste sits on the edge of the bed and looks at us. There's still some lingering shock because of how she found out, I think, but she's not actually mad at us. It's a look of sympathy over what she knows she has to ask of us. “If you want to do this, I won't stop you. But this is how it has to be. You need to keep this relationship a secret, at least until Marcus turns eighteen. If that's what you want, we can then dissolve the adoption and you can renounce your title as duke. That would take care of the legal ramifications. But until then, nopony can know.”

* * *

It's been several days since Luna and I started going out in secret. We both acknowledged that Auntie Celeste had raised some good points, but it feels wrong. People say that they wanna shout it form the rooftops, when they're in love. I don't mind not making a big deal of it. Heck, it's exactly the reason I didn't want to make a big deal of being a member of the royal family, because I neither want nor need the attention. But I would have liked to tell my two good friends Rarity and Octavia about my very special somepony. And my parents of course, though I'm not quite sure what their reaction would be.

We've been managing to keep our secret pretty well so far. With her magic Luna can visit me in my room at night without anypony knowing. She's even visited me in my dreams. Actually the residents of the palace might be more suspicious of the fact that we aren't flirting as much in public as we used to. We've been restricting ourselves to a bare minimum when among others.

“Did you upset Princess Luna in some way?” one of the castle guards even asked me the other day. “She used to light up whenever you entered the room.”

She still does. But it's restricted to the bedroom and I couldn't exactly tell him that.

“P-Princess! You’ve turned down yet another potential husband? That’s the fifth one today! Why?” I know that voice. It's Luna's advisor. The two of them are heading straight for me as they walk along the corridor on this Monday morning.

“As I’ve told you before, Withers,” the princess explains. “I have no interest in finding a husband right now. It’s been merely two years since my return. Don’t you think I’d rather enjoy my life first, before I make such a big step? We go through this nonsense twice a year. What’s the point?”

As we pass each other, I offer a curt nod. “Princess.”

“Marcus,” she responds just as neutrally. Damn, if he wasn't here, I might have been able to give her a quick kiss. But as it is, I can only continue on my way.

“It’s tradition, princess,” Withers answers her question.

“A tradition that I would like to be rid of. Furthermore, why are you harassing me with this frivolity instead of Celestia? Why isn’t she going through this ‘tradition’?”

“Well, Celestia said that she didn’t want to be married just yet.”

“Hmph. So you’ll respect my sister’s wishes, but you won’t respect mine?” she asks coldly, not even bothering to look at Withers. “I will be in my bedchambers.”

Then she storms off. Withers shakes his head and goes off in a different direction. I've stopped on my way. “Why won't he leave her alone with this?” I ask, balling my hand into a fist.

“Because he means well and even he doesn't know your secret.”

I whirl around, surprised at the sudden voice. “Auntie Celeste!” Where the hell did she just come from? She must have been on her way to start the day court, since Luna just finished up the night shift.

“Spying on your marefriend? Bad form, nephew,” she scolds me half-seriously.

“What do you mean?”

“What I mean is you being in this corridor. You're fully aware that this is the way she takes after court is over. You being here might be a coincidence for one day, but not three in a row.”

I sigh. “She doesn't really tell me about these things. Keeping this secret seems to be even harder on her than it is on me. I just wish she'd open up to me, even though I can't do anything about it. I wanna lessen her burden a little.”

“Ever tell her that?” Celeste asks with a smile. “Communication is crucial to any relationship and the two of you don't have a lot of opportunities to speak freely.”

“Yeah, you're probably right.” I give her a hug and a kiss on the cheek. “Thanks, Auntie. I'm gonna go see her right now.”

Celeste watches me head off with a smile. If she still has any reservations left about me and Luna being together, she doesn't show it.

I make my way to Luna's room and knock on the door. “Luna? May I come in?”

It takes a while for her to answer. “You shouldn't be here. Somepony might see you.”

I frown, looking around. The corridor is empty. Besides, just visiting her shouldn't raise any suspicions, right? We're also family, although that is in fact part of the problem. Gah! Sometimes my head feels like exploding. Maybe a different line of reasoning will work. “The longer you leave me hanging, the more likely it is that someone will spot me.”

Silence again. Then I can see the lock being engulfed by a small, blue aura and hear it click. I turn the knob and enter, closing the door behind me.

Luna has changed into something less formal, namely some elastic shorts and a t-shirt that says “Best Princess”. She's also tied up her mane in a ponytail. She looks so beautiful with the soft morning light illuminating her perfect coat and making the stars in her mane sparkle, although it does seem a little more matted than normal.

“I … “ Trying to formulate my thoughts that were so clear in my mind a moment ago, I falter and Luna preempts me by running up to me and kissing me full on the lips. Well, I don't mind a greeting like this, so I wrap my arms around her waist and kiss her back, enjoying the feeling of her soft lips against mine.

“I hate it,” she says, after breaking the kiss. “All the sneaking around and the lying. It makes me hate myself. I wish I could just tell them to hum off, because I've already got someone in my life.”

Smiling at her, I stroke her mane for a bit. “I know. Sometimes I just wanna storm the throne room, whenever one of them is in there and tell him to buzz off myself.”

We both sit down on the bed and Luna leans her head against my shoulder with a sigh. The smell of her shampoo is tickling my nostrils. “That would be kinda romantic.”

“Can't you just tell your stupid advisor to knock it off?”

“Please don't be mad at Withers. It's bad enough that I take my frustration out at him. It's not his fault, you know. He can't know about us and he can't just send these stallions away without a reason. They're from influential families. If I don't at least hear their proposals and reject them in person, it's gonna cause trouble for the diarchy.”

I'd never thought about it that way. I'm just no good at thinking about this political stuff. And she's probably right about her advisor, too. If it wasn't for him sifting through all this crap, the suitors would probably be ramming down her door right now. “Does that mean you've forgiven him for putting you on that diet?”

Her expression suddenly turns to ice. “He should spend a week in Tartarus for that.”

I chuckle and squeeze her flank playfully. “I do think it paid off, though.”

“Keep talking, mister, and I'll get my Nightmare Moon costume.” Good, I managed to make her smile. Then her mood turns pensive again, though. “You've grown up in these modern times. How is it that people are still so obsessed with marriage?”

I scratch my cheek. “I dunno. But, when you love someone you'd want to make it official, I guess. Marriage is the ultimate proof of love or something.”

“I'd settle for just being able to tell our friends and family about us,” she says, nestling her cheek against my chest. “But by your own definition, you wouldn't want to marry someone you don't even know, right? Neither do I. So is it us who are weird or is it my so-called suitors?”

“Who knows,” I answer honestly. “But I do know one thing.” What I'm about to do seems pretty cliched, but it feels right at the moment. So I lift up her chin with my hand and look into her deep, blue eyes. “The last few days have been incredible and I want to make you happy. I promise that as soon as we're able to take this public, I'll make sure you don't have to deal with them anymore.”

Luna stares at me in wide-eyed shock and I can actually see her getting redder and redder. Finally she turns around. “T-t-taking it p-p-public … ? I … I don't think I could do it with an audience! I never even thought you were into this kind of thing! … Though I suppose it would make them leave me alone … “

“Huh?” That's not exactly the reaction I had expected. “What are you talking about?”

“What do you mean, what am I talking about? What are you talking about? You're the one who just suggested we do it in front of other people.”

Eh … “GAH!” I wave my arms frantically. “That's not what I meant! I meant TELLING people about us!”

“Why would we do that!? Details like that should stay private. I don't even discuss my sex life with Tia.” For some reason she's worked herself into a frenzy over this.

She's still thinking that I was suggesting something weird, so I smack my hand against my face. “No, Luna. I meant just telling them the fact that we're together. That ought to be enough to deter them from proposing, shouldn't it?”

Luna blinks a couple of times as she finally becomes aware of the misunderstanding. “O … ohhh … That's what you meant.” Geez, Auntie Celeste was right about the whole properly communicating thing, all right.

We both look at each other for a moment in silence, then we crack up at the exact same time. For a while there's no holding us as we roll around the bed laughing.

“I've gotta say, though,” I say, wiping a tear from my eye. “I've never seen you so flustered before, not even when Auntie Celeste walked in on us. It was kinda cute.”

“Well, don't say stuff that could be so easily misunderstood,” Luna responds, before snuggling up to me.

“Fine, I just want to point out that your mind wandered towards sex first,” I tell her while holding her close. “I know this situation isn't ideal, but it'll get better, when we can finally let people know. Until then I want you to know that I'm always here for you, if you need someone to talk. We're in this together after all.”

“I know.” She gives me a kiss on the cheek. “See, that's what marriage should be about. Someone who is there for me, who will reassure me when I need it … Someone like you.”

… Shit! Now I'm the one freaking out. Did she just? “Was that … ?”

“NOT a proposal,” Luna quickly interjects, before that thought can run away with me.

“Right. … Though … I wouldn't mind … I mean … someday … with you, I mean.”

“Marcus.”

“Yes?”

“Let's not worry about the future and just … be.”

I look at her smiling face and once again get lost in those deep, blue eyes of hers. For some reason it always has a calming effect on me. “Yeah,” I confirm and kiss her again.

We sit up and I move around behind her, putting my arms around her. I begin to kiss her neck. “You look really sexy with your mane tied up like that, do you know that?”

She's closed her eyes and is enjoying the attention. “I've noticed that you tend to draw mares like this, so I thought you'd like it.”

“That's very considerate of you.” My left hand moves upward and cups her left breast over the fabric. I grin. I've learned something about Luna over the last few days. She tends not to wear a bra with casual clothing. Then again, why would she need to with such perfect breasts?

“Ahnn!” She moans, when I pinch her nipple and I can feel it get hard between my fingertips even through the shirt.

My right hand snakes its way into her pants and finding her clit, I roll it around between my thumb and index finger.

“Hmm, how did you get so good at this?” Luna asks, biting her lip. “Were you really a virgin less than a week ago or were you just pretending?”

“Maybe I'm just a fast learner,” I reply, my ego getting a boost out of the compliment. “I just wanna be able to explore that sexy body of yours with every sense I have available.”

“Oh!” I can feel her writhe in my lap as I run my tongue along her spine. Craning her neck around, her eyes wordlessly plead for a kiss and I'm only too happy to oblige.

As our tongues dance around each other, my hands keep going on. I pull up her shirt to reveal her lovely mounds, giving them a good squeeze. They're the perfect mixture of softness and firmness. I use two fingers to rub her slit and Luna's hand closes around my wrist. But she's not trying to stop the movement. On the contrary, she's trying to make me go faster while moaning into my mouth.

“Marcus, I want to feel you inside of me,” she says while rubbing her plot against the bulge in my pants.

You know, I've never thought that a simple sentence like that could make such a wealth of emotions well up within me. Carefully I take the edges of her t-shirt and pull it over her head completely. Then I do the same with her pants as she lifts her legs one after the other to help me. I look at them for a moment. There's a large wet spot on them.

“Maarcuus,” Luna moans while lifting her tail seductively while on all fours. “Hurrry. I can't wait anymore.”

“Your wish is my command, your highness,” I chuckle and get undressed myself. As she sits there before me, I'm once again reminded how lucky I am to be hers. I line the tip up with her entrance and put my hands over her cutie marks, taking a moment to admire the feeling of her soft coat between my fingers.

Then I push forward, groaning as my member is enveloped in the hot, pink flesh. Luna's tail swishes across my chest. It's an incredible feeling. You just don't get this from a human girl.

Giving her flanks a good, hard squeeze, I begin to move in and out of her with long strokes. It's incredible how tight she is, clinging to me every time I move.

“Yes, … hahn … fuck me with that beautiful, human cock.” You wouldn't necessarily think so from the way she's sometimes puzzled by modern speech patterns, but when it comes to sex, Luna is quite the dirty talker.

“Is it really that much better than a stallion's?” I ask, genuinely curious. I know that I'm not her first, just her first human. But I'm okay with that. I trust her and although all those suitors still make me a little jealous, I know what we've got is a hundred times stronger than some empty marriage for political gain.

“Yes, a human cock is so much more defined,” she explains between moans. “It rubs against my insides in all the right places.” Looking over her shoulder at me with those sexy eyes, she adds: “But more importantly it's yours. So I want you to ravage me with it.”

Damn, that's hot! It makes me involuntarily speed up my movement. “So you want it rough, do you?” On impulse I grab her mane and pull, surging my hips forward at the same time to bury myself balls-deep in her divine pussy.

She screams with her tongue hanging out of her mouth. Hopefully I didn't take it too far, but her next words set my mind at ease. “Oh yeah … fuck me hard … make me your mare.”

This is Luna's wild side that only I get to see and I think it's starting to rub off on me. Hooking two fingers in her mouth, I slam into her even harder. “I will. I'll fuck you silly every day from now on until I turn eighteen and after that I'll fuck you twice as much. You'll be too busy screaming my name to see any more suitors.”

“Hmm … Hnph … Mhm.” She's sucking on my fingers.

With an evil grin, I lean down and grab her breast again, pulling hard on one nipple. At the same time I bring my mouth close to her ear and whisper: “I'm starting to think you misunderstood me on purpose earlier. I bet you want me to show up at court, tear off your dress and bend you over the throne. When I take you hard in front of the assembled nobility, maybe they'll finally get the message.”

Instead of answering me, she sucks even harder on my fingers and I can feel her insides press down around my shaft, making me shudder. “Ngh, you're such a naughty girl.”

Now she stops and gives me a grin. “I was Nightmare Moon. You want a nice, respectable mare, talk to my sister.”

“I'd rather not,” I respond, feeling my climax drawing closer. “You're the only mare for me.”

The room echoes with wet slapping sounds as we enjoy simply being together. Here in her bedchambers, with the night court concluded for the day, it's just us. Nopony can tell us what to do and we can just be honest with our feelings for each other.

“Hah … Marcus … I love you.” Just as she finishes her statement, I can feel her insides contract, squeezing my shaft as if to draw every last drop out of it.

“LUNA!!!” I call out her name as we both climax and I pour my seed into her womb with several sustained spurts. Collapsing on top of her, I catch my breath for a moment, before kissing her ear. “I love you, too.”

After rolling over, I look at her face beside me. She's got the most enchanting smile I've ever seen. “Sorry about mussing up your mane,” I apologize while realizing that it seems to sparkle a lot more in the morning light than earlier.

“I don't mind. As a matter of fact,” Luna says, running her fingers along my naked chest, “the day is still young. Can you stay a little longer?”

“I've only got afternoon classes today,” I tell her with a grin.

“Good.” She leans over me, her lips oh so temptingly close to mine. “Cause I remember a certain human bragging that he's gonna make me scream his name and as it turned out, it was the other way around.”

“Guess I'm gonna have try again,” I say with a grin.

“I guess you do.”

As she closes her eyes to kiss me and I embrace her with not only my body but also my heart, I know one thing for certain. Even though we can't share our happiness with the world right now, when it's just the two of us, this feels right and it's definitely worth all the trouble.

Today it feels like Auntie Celeste has raised the sun just for the two of us. Because what lets us be together and shields us from the prying eyes of others is not the dark of night, it's the light of day.

Thank you, Auntie, for letting me be with the mare I love.

The End.