Two Lonely Mares

1. Most Wonderful of Nights

I snuck another peek at the broken-hearted princess. Yet another Twilight's attempt thwarted by that stupid, insensitive Pinkie. I'm going to add ricinus oil to her next batch of fennel when she comes to order it, the stupid jerk! How's that for a prank!? She got to a point where Luna canceled the whole holiday!

But now to help the princess... How will she react to me? In her times we were nothing but dumb savages! Will she even see me as anything more than a freak? I forced my hooves to move. I certainly wouldn't make things worse than they are now...

And then Twilight poked her head in, through a bush right by me.

"Zecora? Here you are! I must ask you a favor," she whispered, while observing depressed Luna. "We must approach it from completely opposite direction!"

"You are right, but to that wit,

do you have a dungeon, pit,

Obliquette where we can sink

for the night, the mare of pink?"

"What? No! Why would you want to imprison Pinkie?!"

"Then how will that messy mane

not thwart our plans again?"

"I have this covered... I think. Although I guess... I should tell her I won't ever lie to the health inspector that Gummy's droppings are a special kind of spice, if she tries her shenanigans again. Or that case where the anvil gave Mr. Flint a concussion, I might review my testimony..."

"Then you tell me what to do,

I put all my trust in you."

* * *

"T'was the most wonderful of nights." Luna sat with a blissful grin by the table in the center of the library. "We thank thee, Twilight. Thy help was immeasurable."

"It was an honor and a pleasure, princess!" Twilight grinned over her cup of spiced tea from the other side of the table. "...and a little shame. Ponyville ponies still seem to still have a very... little-town mindset. We're working on it."

"That you do, and do it well,

From experience, I can tell.

Last year I aroused worst fear

Now I'm welcomed as guest dear." I smiled from my place by the table, then I lifted the teapot and refilled the three cups on the table. I scratched my head with my hoof. The long-haired wig with faux spiders was a bit itchy.

The three of us were all that remained from the Nightmare Night after-party, after Pinkie finally left, hiccuping soap bubbles after one "special candy" I sneaked into her bowl. Twilight fought a yawn, then took a sip from her cup.

"Tis a pity four hours of night remain, yet ponies to sleep retreat." Luna sighed a little. "Nay, regret I must not. My night received more attention than was its due. T'was a memory to behold."

I watched her dreamily. She was so beautiful. Such a pure heart, poignant pain of loss, stranger in a strange world. I saw her sadness many times today before she found her place. I'd be damned if I let her sadness return.

"Oh yes, it was." Twilight nodded. "I will never forget Rainbow's yelp when you zapped him!"

Luna grinned, then turned her radiant face to me, a little frown marring its fine contour.

"Pirthee, Zecora, how shall you reach thy home this late? The Everfree Forest hast grown wilder and scarier past razing of our palace, and monsters reign its night."

The thought set itself into rhyme in my mind, as it always did. A spell that seemed to live a life of its own, that let me speak the pony language - but only in rhyme.

"True, I dare not go this late.

Till the morning I must wait.

Through night forest trips I make

only when some life's at stake.

Idle travel I delay,

In the town hall I shall stay."

"Are you sure you don't want to stay at the library?" Twilight offered. "I do have a spare bed and it would really be no problem at all."

I shook my head. Too much at stake, and I'd wake them up rushing home at dawn. I cursed myself a little for accepting the offer to act as a storyteller.

"I must run for home too soon,

barely princess sets her moon,

for a brew I left to simmer,

and the coals must stay aglimmer.

Months of work would come to flop

if I let the flame to stop."

"This cannot be! Thou entertainst the town selflessly, at own risk so grievous? This shall not stand. I shall go to thy place to resupply the coals in your stead."

I liked Luna more and more. She'd selflessly risk running through Everfree just to save my project? Too bad explaining the details of what had to be done was beyond reach of the rhyming spell. The princess seemed smart enough to be able to understand the requirements if I was only able to convey them. Unfortunately, that was not an option.

"More than coals to light I must,

Too much would be my work's bust.

Add ingredients, spells, and stir,

You can’t do this all, I fear.

Thanks sincere, but its for naught,

Only I can save my draught."

"Then I shall escort thee on the way, light thy way and keep thee safe."

I brightened at the prospect. Walking through the forest with Luna? We'd be able to talk... maybe I'd...

"But princess...!" Twilight interrupted my train of thought. "Who would keep you safe? A stray glance at a basilisk's eye, a snap of prowlerweed's jaws, and you won't have time to save yourself! I learned my lesson not to travel through the Everfree Forest at night the hard way!"

Luna smirked. "Have faith, Twilight Sparkle. I swear my royal oath that no harm shall befall us, nor our charge."

Smart! I could see Twilight struggling, unsure how to proceed - continued opposition could be counted as doubting the royal oath! "Please, be cautious!" she pleaded.

"Nay, Twilight." Luna grinned. "No time for caution! Let us go, Zecora, and fare thee well, Twilight!"

I stood up with a smile, and proceeded to gathering my belongings. The satchel of herbs went in my sack, followed by wooden spoon and shaker with spice-herb. I hung the sack on my shoulder and trotted towards the door, looking at the princess over my shoulder.

"Stay your hooves, Zecora. Travel on hoof bears dangers."

What? Is she going to... carry me? As much as I'd love to, I couldn't keep the spike of fear at bay. Heights. Damned foalhood accident that left me deadly scared of heights. Zebras are not made to climb trees, period. And even less so to fly on alicorn backs.

"Shall a princess strain her wings,

Carry Zebra, of all things?"

"To gamble dangers of air, currents fickle and predators winged? Nay..." Luna closed her eyes, her horn glowed, and a spell went off, without any visible effect - but I could see Twilight standing with her mouth open. She tackled her lectern in a predatory leap, pen whirling over parchment making notes on the spell she had just observed. But Luna didn't pause. Her horn glowed again and I felt myself dissolving into thin air...

* * *

I took me a second to gather my bearings, before brightening in a smile. I pushed the door of my hut, inviting the princess inside. Luna trotted in, proudly, in a regal stride (Hey, she just fulfilled an oath, even if it took her all of three seconds!) and I followed her in, daring to throw a glance at the shapely flank.

I busied myself lighting candles, then as soon as the hut was somewhat lit, I checked my cauldron. More wood. I added firewood and charcoal to the fireplace under the cauldron, stirred the content one time left, two times right, sprinkled some Sparrowling Weed, added a few drops of Liquid Pride from a vial, and finally sighed contently. The cauldron wouldn't require my attention for another twelve hours or so. That was close! Luna really helped me!

"Not an hour of time remained,

or the power would have waned."

Satisfied with saving the brew, I invited Luna to have a seat, then proceeded to remove my long-maned wig and witch dress. I lit a fire under the pot with root broth on my stove. While Ponyville enjoyed rather mild weather assured by the pegasi, here, in the deep Everfree Forest late autumn was filling the air with deep chill, and only the warmth of the cauldron chased cold away from the hut.

"Some hot broth, to warm bones old,

Nightmare night brings winter's cold."

"Aye, the old bones of mine will accept that fondly." Luna answered. But that was not what I meant! I... but the broth was so good...

"Oh, that would I not imply!

But the broth, sure, you can try."

Luna giggled. "Thou art but a little foal by me, and nary a year past thy youth yet."

Only then I realized it was true. She was so cute, so youthful and beautiful, and yet she was so much older! No, reminding her of that would just cause her undue worries.

"Your majesty, you're too kind.

But let's put at ease our mind."

"Nay, zebra. We spoke truth, many a finest zebra servant would desire to have thy body... nay, wait, that meant we not. Thy fitness and strength, we meant. Fine muscles, bounce of step..."

I knew history. I knew what the euphemism "zebra servant" meant in times of Luna. I sighed.

"Your majesty, times are gone,

when you'd assess muscle tone

of a shackled zebra slave.

I'm from land of free and brave."

"Nay! No, no, no!" Luna waved her hooves. "T'was not what we meant! Never wouldst we think of thee that way! We treasure thy independence... and wisdom... and perseverance in this forest of dark. We find thy ways fascinating! And thy wisdoms, and thy body..." Luna caught her mouth with both front hooves silencing herself.

What?! Did she...? And I suspected her... Oh. I was so embarrassed. I felt blush reach my cheeks - but then, I observed crimson peek from the dark blue fur on Luna's cheeks.

"Is it true? Can it be?

Princess has a crush on me?"

"Tis nary but a... fascination. Solitude and fear of others is our life, our... yours and mine."

yours and mine.

In the language of the old, "you" existed along with "thou", but it was reserved as an expression of respect, uttered to those of superior, or at least equally noble stance. And Luna dropped the majestic plural. She simply lowered herself to my level! Three simple words, but they changed everything. I felt tears in corners of my eyes. She truly did value me. For her... for her I would do everything.

"Princess, thank you for kind words.

Hostile glares wound hearts like swords.

If you want me as your friend,

I will serve you to the end.

And if lonely do you feel,

I'll try that loneliness fill."

"Tis noble of you. I see now what hath Twilight found in ye when she saw ye first."

I recalled how I met Twilight first, and against my emotion, I snorted with laughter.

Luna raised her eyebrows, a bit hurt, seeking explanation for my sudden humor, so I explained, chuckling a little.

"Tip my cauldron will you now?

Call me witch, start mighty row?

Demand lift your curse you will,

blaming me that you are ill?"

"Tis what she did first?!" Luna joined me in laughter. "Truth be told, she charged me with her horn, then blasted me with the Elements the first we met. But I blame her not, for I was possessed by evil spirits."

"Charge with horn, on Nightmare Moon?

Twilight really is a loon!" I couldn't help laughing.

"Tis I thought! But t'was but a clever ruse to get past me to the Elements. She shall be a princess one day, I tell ye! No smarter mare have I seen as live I long!"

True, true... mostly!

"But so much she has to learn!

Under teacher who's more stern.

Knowledge, goodwill - flawless track.

But self-control she does lack.

Lets her fears guide her, does she,

Winds can uproot such weak tree."

"Tis true, Zecora. Her fear of failure crippleth her, and to fail my sister wouldst break her. She needst another teacher. Willst you teach her?"

"Me? Fine princess, you must jest.

Me, to put her fears to rest?

Would my dozens years of life

surpass your millennial strife?

Stars you rule, Moon you rise,

Where are my pathetic tries?" I swept my hoof in an arc over my humble collection of potions.

Luna saddened. There was ire in her voice. "So, what hast you done terrible, Zecora? What deed haunteth your sleep? What evils of the past killed your confidence? Why art you incapable of harshness? For I can show scorn no more, as no fault of others ever surpasseth my guilt!" she shouted out, anguished.

I sat there with my mouth open in a voiceless "o" as I absorbed the words. So this is her pain! This is that ugly nag that chases smile away from that beautiful face! This had to be dealt with, now! Chase that thought away!

I stood up, resting my both front hooves on the table, and glared at her, scrunching my eyebrows. The words of the curse rolled off my tongue all by themselves.

"Why you spit in sister's face?

You've recovered rightful place.

Ponies give you their love

Your moon shines on us above.

They forgave you, all but one

One still mad at what you've done.

Spiteful stupid wretch, that harms

princess wise and full of charms.

Snake that whispers filth untrue,

and that monster lives in YOU!" I pressed my hoof against the alicorn's chest.

"Seeping poison in your veins,

Hopes to put you back in chains!

You are mighty, wise and brave!

I won't let you be its slave!"

With these words I jumped and tackled Luna, making her tip over, then as we both collapsed on the floor, Luna on her back, me on top of her, I held her with both hooves embracing her tightly and letting my curse take root.

The curse of guilt will fade, but only if we don't let it surface. Now to cast a curse on a curse is a tricky business, but this seemed to sink in. Her guilt about past surfacing will trigger my curse, guilt of blaming self against good wishes of others. That would push the original curse deeper and starve it - and then, with it dead, my curse would starve and remove itself from Luna's mind by itself. Now just to fertilize the soil I planted my curse in - convince Luna that she is loved. How lucky that I didn't need to say a single word of lie about that!

"So silly... such old filly..." I grumbled, still aggravated, burying my face in Luna's chest. "Guilt surpass... what an ass..."

Luna lay on her back with all her hooves up, a ridiculous expression of shock and confusion on her face, and completely at loss how to proceed. I was fairly sure she thought me insane at that point. Still, the way she squirmed under my weight... as if to settle me more comfortably.

Very tentatively she wrapped her hooves around my back.

We lay like that for a good minute, Luna still chewing through the rhymes of the curse, me still grumbling about her being stupid to blame herself.

"Your competence teaching Sparkle surpasseth mine hundredfold." Luna broke the relative silence. "You didst mo' for me this past minute, than my sister in past dozen fortnights, and not for her lack of trying - and she was always my better at teaching."

I smirked. Taking a student was a fair price for healing this wonderful pony.

"One condition I must set:

Regrets crippling you won’t let."

"I... shall try." Luna said, hopefully. "You sayeth ponies love me, yet tonight so many cowered in dread!"

"Some of them don't know you yet.

Some ask, love them will you let?"

"Why? Who?" Luna asked confused. Surely for her this conversation under the zebra was getting strange.

"You don't see? Ones like me?"

"But I... but..." Luna at first wanted to protest, but then she looked at my face. I was smiling wide, observing her through half-closed eyes. I was fairly sure I blushed. "...ah! That you meanst!" she exclaimed in humor. Her face suddenly dropped into seriousness. "Meanst you that really? For I am..."

"A princess? A goddess? A noble? A mare?

And despite all this, to love you I dare."

Luna blushed. "Nay... I... Yes. A mare. Such perversions were persecuted in my times."

"Not just lay and take her cherry,

Now two mares can even marry!"

Luna opened her eyes wide. "But that... that... Foals! And... and..."

"When heart’s open for love blind,

just small bumps for open mind."

Luna stopped and chewed through the news in her mind. It seemed like one worry after another was vanishing from her face, but then she paused, puzzled.

"So... I am fascinated with your strength of mind and body, mysterious ways of yours, your humility hiding immense power, and your looks - which please mine eyes greatly. What findest you in me?"

Honesty. Honesty for honesty.

"What my heart is striving for,

mending souls, and giving more.

For your soul I have a cure

And your body's such a lure.

It's not noble, but it's fact

Helping is not selfless act.

Saving ponies in need dire

often sets my loins on fire.

And your beauty, and your plight,

chance to set the things all right,

sends wild jitters up my spine.

Please, my princess, please, be mine!"

"So if I were happy, wouldst you even spare me a thought? As my life groweth content, willst you find me attractive no longer?"

Oh, no. For her I would sacrifice my life. And still... I wouldn't hold her my prisoner.

"Would you, in bountiful life,

worry about matters trife,

like old zebra picking buds,

when surrounded by young studs?

Forget me, and I won't fight

Happy, that your life is right.

But as long as you remember,

Love will burn like glowing ember.

And just whisper once my name,

and my love will burst in flame!"

Luna smiled gently. "Zecora," she whispered. And without a second of hesitation my mouth met hers. The lips hungry for each other nibbled and pulled, the tongues touched tips, then mingled, hot breaths mixed. And the eyes carried joy, happiness and deep relief. The worry that the solitude would last long, maybe forever, that bitter, nagging feeling lurking at the back of minds of both of us got snuffed and uprooted entirely.

We lay in each other's embrace, smiling, kissing each other's mouth from time to time. I adored the look of Luna's face - a look that carried adoration for me too. It was a true love from first sight.

And then I fought a yawn. My treacherous body! Here I am with the most beautiful mare in the universe, and she desires me, and I'm feeling sleepy! My mind ran through a dozen various stimulants scattered over my shelves, trying to think of one without nasty side effects but still strong and efficient enough... and then I felt a gentle hoof run through my mane, I saw the serene smile.

"Let us retire to sleep. T'was a long night..."

"I don't want this night to stop.

Let me just to drink... a drop..."

I rolled off Luna and stumbled towards my medicines struggling with drowsiness. Then I felt enveloped by magic and carried through the air. Quilt of my bed moved away and I was placed gently on the sheets. And a second later wonderful warmth of Luna's body surrounded me as she curled around me, spooning against my back tightly. She covered me with her wing before drawing the quilt back over us. I felt a gentle kiss on my forehead and it felt too good for me to fight any longer.

* * *

It was a night on a glade in the forest. I felt a small jolt of fear, but a quick look assured me it was not the dreaded Everfree. Or at least not this Everfree. It was friendly. It didn't have any of its ominous, dark atmosphere.

There was a spring, a waterfall splashing down tall rocks into a pond below. Lilies and ferns covered the rocky shore. Mist of steam rose over the water. I recalled the place - I knew it. It wasn't a mile away from my hut, but in reality a tangle of thorns covered the whole glade and the pond was a nasty, bubbling bog.

"T'was one of my favorite places of old." I heard. The princess emerged from the mists over the lake, and stood in shallow water next to the waterfall. "Nowadays but brambles and thicket of weeds."

My heart pounded heavily. Her mane hung long and straight, wet from the water, and her face was beautiful beyond measure, framed by the mists and lilies.

"I shall help you in your herbal research. Willst you help me restore that piece of Everfree?"

"Such memories..." I made a double-take at my voice. It was deep and masculine. I looked over my body. It was bulkier, heavier. "...do deserve

to recover and preserve." I finished unsure of the new development.

"I am... still new to this... 'mare love' thing. I hope you mindst not?" Luna raised her eyebrows.

"This is surely something new

But if that's what pleases you...

Later please reverse the fate.

Make Prince Lucian be my mate!" I smiled mischievously.

"Who is Prince Lucian?" Luna asked in full innocence and a little hurt at thought of me choosing some stallion. Only a few seconds later she gasped, raising a hoof to her mouth. "Me? As a stallion?"

I grinned and nodded. Luna's blush was so cute! Then a grin spread on her mouth.

"Come hither!" She splashed some water with her hoof.

I ran to her and dipped my front hooves in the water. It was warm. Without another second of hesitation I plunged into the pond, head first and swam like a fish dashing by the bottom - my brass rings would weigh me down, making diving easy. I breached the surface by Luna and threw my forelegs around her neck. She held me close, laughing as we sat in the shallow part of the pond, water barely reaching Luna's belly

"You art a feisty one!" she held me close and we kissed. It felt weird, in the dream. Our lips, our tongues were half-material, half-yielding like pegasus-made cloud-crafts. Yet I knew the taste of Luna's mouth by now, and the dream was no worse than the reality. Dark wine, exotic spices, breeze, smoke, jasmine, chocolate. That was Luna's taste and scent.

She extended her wings. Normally just slight bumps on her sides, fully extended they were truly enormous. She closed them forming a shelter around me, my protective goddess. I held her tenderly, feeling for her heartbeat, seeking any signs that would need my attention and care.

"My striped healer," she whispered, her voice breaking. "Cease your worries. I am the happiest of ponies in all of Equestria. Is there anything in the world I could do for you?"

Such a sappy mood. She was about to get tears in her eyes. No way, won't let you cry.

"Though that might sound little crass,

Let me tap your perfect ass."

I winked and she burst in laughter, tucking back her wings. She lectured me in mock scorn. "Tis not how one speaketh to the princess! You shall speak: 'Pirthee, your majesty, may I humbly beg permission to tap your perfect ass?'" She extended her back over the surface and slapped it with her hoof, making a loud smacking sound.

"I'll remember that next time.

Problem is, it does not rhyme." I answered, laughing.

"We, Princess Luna, hereby grant thee, our faithful subject, the right to tap our royal flank now and for all times hence," Luna announced, pressing her forehoof to her chest in a gesture of an oath. She then stood up and turned around, in little dainty steps, exposing her rump to me, tucking her tail to the side.

I stared in stunned silence, filled by awe. It was so perfect! The roundness, the color, the dainty yet firm nether lips with the little pucker above forming an upside-down exclamation mark, the dark blobs of her cutie marks almost, but not quite meeting, the curve of the tail dividing the composition with sparkly ideal... I felt a stirring under my belly. Oh... that was such a new feeling - a maleness extending and hardening rapidly. I stood there transfixed.

"Less gawking, mo' tapping!" The beautiful rump swayed hypnotically.

Completely mesmerized, I raised my front hoof up, stiffly, rotated it ninety degrees, then applied it firmly to the side of that perfect flank. The loud "smack" and a fountain of droplets ejected from the soaked coat, connected with a quiet "oof!" from the princess sobered me up a little. I had my hoof on that perfect flank, right in the curl of the moon mark! My mouth curled up in a grin.

I removed my hoof and kissed that spot, nibbling on the moon shape softly. I saw her turn her head and eye me with a rising blush and grin. Half a dozen unsaid puns and jokes floated in the air unsaid as I separated my lips from her plot 1). Her hips swayed again,and this time I planted my mouth right under her tail, grabbing her small pucker with my lips and screwing my tongue tip slightly inside.

The pun of kissing up hung heavy in the air but I resisted, even though the rhymes buzzed angrily in my head, demanding release. Instead, I pulled my lips down, letting my tongue tip separate the labia and sink inside.

I stopped, making a double take. It was sweet like honey. My mind protested a little, that it was just the dream making it up. Surely Luna wouldn't taste... ah who cares! I got to licking in the earnest, as Luna danced in place, pushing her rump against my mouth. The taste intensified, the sweet nectar coating the labia, mixing with my saliva, dripping and licked up. Again, rhyme about a bee formed in my head 2) and I swallowed it, washing down with more of the sweetness. Too good to stop!

My male part was fully extended, rigid, pressed against my belly hard, and demanding attention. Still, Luna was simply too tall! As if sensing my problem, she turned around, standing on her hind legs, pressing her back to the rock of the waterfall. Her wings extended, one of them entering the flow from above and scattering the falling water into a fine mist. I stepped up to her and stood on my hind legs, put my forelegs by her sides, on the rock behind her, and pressed my chest to her own. Our mouths met, hers directed down, mine - up. She giggled a little, probably tasting her sweetness on my lips, but we kept kissing, as I stepped closer, the tip of my maleness pressed against her abdomen. Her breath was heavy, rasping with desire. Her eyes half-closed, didn't so much permit, as demand.

I crouched just a little and felt my tip sliding down, first between her nipples, then along her groin and ending pressed against her soft back. A little thrust, the tip sunk in, and I inhaled sharply. That was...

"After lifetime being blind,

I see rainbow, princess kind."

Luna just smirked from under her half-closed eyes, and lowered herself onto my shaft, hard, fast. She leaned to my ear. "Make it into a rain-boom then!"

I put my forehooves under her thighs, leaned on her, pulling her up from the ground - she was light like a small filly! - and I thrust my hips, until my groin met hers, and the wonderful tingling tightness embraced the base of my shaft.

It felt so strange to feel pleasure with a body part I didn't have for real... but it felt so exquisite! And there, against my chest was the one mare whom I wanted to live for, and now she was giving me...

Time to give back!

I began working my hips in the earnest, searching Luna's face for what worked best. She arched her chest, flexed her buttocks, and I felt her inside resisting, holding hard, flowing against my length as I pushed. Her mouth tensed, she bit her lower lip, and I could see her nostrils flaring with exertion. I felt her nipples on her stomach rub against mine every time I'd bottom out in her firm flesh. Hard as a rock, I'd grind my groin against hers, and as the exhilarating sparks of pleasure from nipples traversed my body, I could feel my tip flex its way in her, a bulge on her slim abdomen appearing, moving with my thrusts, dipping showing up again...

I raised my eyes to hers. It was lust - carnal desire so primal and irresistible I just knew I'd be in trouble if I stopped now. Not that I'd want to stop. Luna, consumed by passion, was different than her usual, cute self. She was strong, dominant, wild - and irresistible. The irises of her eyes glowed with a dim emerald light. Her mane didn't so much flow, as it was shooting like crackles of dark lightning. Her mouth, now half-open, her chest working hard, and her ears curled back, as if in anger.

She put her forehooves on my shoulders, and held my head firmly. "Give me thy seed," she rasped. "Fertilize my womb, for it was barren too long. Spill no drop of thy seed, I crave it, I need it. Rut me, I bid ye!" She pulled me wrapping her hind legs behind my back, impaling herself and grinding against my groin.

"This for you, my gem of night.

Brace yourself and hold me tight!"

I pushed her against the rock wall, and retreated my full length. The water from above splashed on my head and my maleness, but then I threw myself forward, driving my rod deep, impaling Luna mercilessly - adding a little upstroke so that I rubbed her clit along the way. She yelped hard and I felt her inside gripping me, hot and strong. That was it for me, the organ throbbed and I felt orgasm like never before - d'oh, first time as a male, my blundering mind insisted, totally dazed by the intensity of the experience. There was moonrise in this experience, and ocean waves, and ageless tree growing within seconds, and a monsoon storm, and wildfire consuming a forest... my mind goes strange places when I'm coming, and I never came this hard yet. I heeded Luna's request, pushed snugly, pumping her, throb after throb, not stopping a second, riding my orgasm endlessly and keeping her orgasm running. I could feel her inside literally sucking my semen, drinking it rapidly. Luna held me tightly, pressed against my chest, and sobbed quietly. "My precious. My dearest..." she cried, brushing my mane with her hoof.

And crying again. No way. No crying into my chest!

"My sweet darling, don't you cry.

Keep moist pussy, but eyes dry."

She snorted, mixing laugh and cry. She punched my chest lightly with her hoof. "You art the rudest romantic to ever walk this world," she half-sobbed, half-snorted. "But you keepst me laughing, tis good." She embraced me again and pulled close. "I thank ye."

"Hush my cherished, time to rest

Let me hug your lovely chest."

We lay there, in the water, embracing. The murmur of the waterfall, the waves, the touch... and the dream dissolved slowly, transforming into other, senseless images - normal dreams.

1) "It's just little tap for me,
but great tap for zebrity!"

"Kissing up to royal plot
lets my tongue into slot."

"That's no moon, in a fashion.
That's a 'place your hoof here' station"

"Where night stars of beauty's unmeasured
Hide Equestria's greatest treasure."

"Why look I so handsome, you ask?
Why, in the moonlight I bask!"

"Where the dark blotches meet,
lies the world's cutest slit."

2) "Like a finest flower is your little cunny
And me, like striped honey bee, collecting its honey."