Luna bowed courtly, entering my designated chamber at the Canterlot castle. A mix of Canterlot and Zebra styles, the room was gradually becoming my second home. Pot of curry boiling over the fireplace, pillows scattered around a low table, shelves filled with books, masks and goods from my homeland adorning the walls, a chandelier of twisted, dark roots of trees forming a fancy canopy under the marble ceiling, potted ivy climbing over alabaster columns, its flowers filling the air with aroma, a tall, ornate hookah by the wall.

"Oh, wise seer, will you share your wisdom? Will you let this humble princess look in your third eye?" Luna asked, playing a meek supplicant, though I could easily see the naughty spark in her eyes.

I snorted. "I can allow this, I think.
Your sight makes my third eye wink." I winked with one of my two eyes, then turned around, raised my tail and "winked" at Luna with my sex.

"Oh!" Luna raised a hoof to her mouth, blushing. "This would be most pleasing."

"But first, if there's not much hurry,
Would you try some of my curry?"

Luna sat up, clapping her hooves. "Your legendary green curry? Oh, I'm going to regret it sooo much tomorrow!"

"You may reap what I sowed.
Royal potty may explode."

Luna giggled and nodded eagerly, as I walked up to the pot slowly simmering over the fire in the fireplace. I poured two bowls of the green goo from the pot, placed them on a tray next to two scones and two spoons, and brought them to the table. Luna was sitting there already, rubbing her hooves eagerly, staring at the bowl with glee. "Oh gosh oh gosh oh gosh! My eyes art watering from the scent! Uh... are watering."

"You're quite good at modern speech.
Soon mastery you should reach," I said, placing the bowl in front of Luna, who didn't reply, putting a spoonful of the curry to her mouth. Her face slowly took that special expression of pleasure mixed with suffering as she swallowed and waited a few seconds, sweating profusely, before yielding and taking a ravenous bite of the scone. Some munching, and she sat back, with expression of delight on her face, sweatdrops shining on her eyebrows. I ate a spoonful from my bowl. Hot. Hot hot hot. A bite of the scone, and the burning subsided into a pleasant rush.

"I tried to get the royal cooks to make it. The master chef, after seeing the recipe, wanted to report you to the guard for attempted poisoning." Luna grinned, raised the spoon to her mouth, then tipped it onto her tongue with a suicidal determination. This time she didn't wait, a piece of scone went in her mouth, and a very unprincessly munching commenced. A gulp, a sigh. "Ist...hat sweet corn? You didn't add sweet corn last time."

"Quite uncanny is your taste.
Corn and some tomato paste.
Add ingredient, change a spice,
makes a dish that's new and nice," I rhymed, before eating some more. I felt perspiration on my skin as the burning subsided. Yes, the corn and tomato made it still palatable despite bumping Green Devils content by ten percent. These little peppers required me to wear a respirator, protective glasses and rubber gloves when I worked with them.

Luna ate another spoonful, then, even before getting the scone to her mouth, she hiccuped loudly. "Sorry", she said, embarrassed, and took a bite of the piece of bread. "Actually, besides the prophetic seeing matter, I came to inform you that LeHIC! Lemon Slice finished his batch of the pale foot cure yesterday successfully, and he decided to HIC! remain in the Everfree Division, to help us make other dangerous medicines, while HIC!..." Luna took a deep breath, holding her hoof to her chest. "Oh my..." she whispered, then hiccuped loudly. "While his batch went to the Unshod Cape hospital, where it will keep saving ponies' lives for years to come," she stated urgently, managing to finish before next hiccup.

"This is really some good news.
His skill surely will find use!"

Luna waited for another hiccup to come, then quickly lifted the spoon to her mouth. Too bad the next hiccup came right when she was swallowing.

"Ow, ow, ow..." she complained, taking a bite of the scone. She swallowed it. "It got in my nose and burns theHIC! ...there."

"Try to sniff, to stop your grief."

Luna tried sniffing loudly. A bubble came out of her nose. "Tis so undignified. If my subjects ever HIC! saw me... Why is this delicious food so torturous?" She put another spoonful of the curry in her mouth and raised her eyes in delight.

I ate for a while in silence, trying to think of an answer and exercising best of my discipline to appear stoic as the curry burned its way down my gullet.

"Pain and pleasure often mix.
This is used in many tricks
that enhance good bedroom fun.
Want to try that later, hun?"

"Mayhaps... later later." Luna looked all miserable with snot marking her nostrils, star mane frazzled, eyes reddened and fur damp with sweat, and yet she scrapped more curry from the bottom of the bowl. "How do you maintain this much composure?"

"Make no mistake, it's a feat.
I don't sweat as much from heat,
With discipline I endure,
but it burns me, that is sure.
I seem calm tonight, but morrow,
will bring me some quite fierce sorrow."

I winked while Luna giggled - what caused her to hiccup very painfully. She wiped the bottom of the bowl with the last piece of scone, then ate it, looking all miserable. My poor love, that hiccup must be terrible!

I reached into my inner discipline, shedding my shadow and leaving it at the table in my stead, while shrouding my presence. I crept around the table sneaking behind Luna. Step by step, quietly I sat behind her while the illusory duplicate pretended to fiddle with the spoon. The copy felt like me, while not really looking like me - if you'd just pay reasonable attention to its looks instead of accepting my presence, the illusion would quickly shatter, but ponies rarely suspect their conversation partner might get replaced by shadowy spectre.

I leaned to Luna's ear, taking a breath...

"BOO!
Scared you?"

Luna jumped, turning to me, startled, shocked, holding her chest with her hoof.

"That's one method old and sure,
that is for the hiccups cure."

Luna looked to my place, where my shadow dissolved in the air already, then back to me, then she spoke with worry. "Zecora, I know the trick of curing hiccup by spooking, but to use shades of the underworld for such a purpose? If Celestia knew you can do this you'd be banned from the castle!"

"Underworld I'm touching not.
Undead shades are ugly lot.
I'm just dropping my own shade,
While I sneak, I let it fade.
That's dark art, you got it right,
Not of Death though, but of Night."

Luna opened her mouth really wide, her eyes filled with colorful stars. "Really? You must teach me!" She grinned making huge puppy eyes to me.

I smiled internally at her enthusiasm. Never grow up, my princess!

"Seek the anchor of your soul.
From it, find the one thread sole
That strays into empty aether.
Follow it to end of tether,
And then pull, like bated breath,
as if aether was of death.
As if void was underworld.
This will pull your fears of old,
Regrets lost,your mental trash,
Things your mind has turned to ash.
Do not touch that nasty dredge.
Just place it by your soul's edge,
Let it lean against its shield.
In its shape create a field.
Then silently sneak away
let your soul-shaped dummy stay,
and fool every mind around,
with illusion firm and sound.
Just don't touch that nasty matter.
Let it flow back into aether,
Things forgotten, passed away
better are not touched that way."

Luna sat still, her eyes closed in focus, her horn sparkling slightly from time to time. I saw her drawing her breath and holding it, then she breathed it out. Her eyes opened, her mouth cracking into a smile. A naughty smile? A nasty one? Sinister?

I watched her coat turn a shade darker, and her pupils narrow into vertical slits. In fear I watched her grow. As Luna was always tall, this new creature was practically huge and radiated anger.

Then gentle hooves embraced me from behind and I felt warm breath on my ear, followed by a gentle nibble, soft touch of cheek on my cheek. "Tis' a truly interesting trick. I never knew how many shades trailed me through the aether, and how mighty some are. That is one powerful illusion," Luna whispered in my ear, embracing me from behind, as I stared at Nightmare Moon leering sinisterly at us.

"Illusion I am, you say?" the dark menace rasped, standing up and spreading her wings. "A figment you think me?"

"A very stupid idea, so silly it makes me blush to think I even thought it worth realizing," Luna answered, her voice free of fear - more with an edge of humor.

"Pathetic! Dreams of power and grandeur forgotten, for what? For the place of Celestia's pet?"

I turned my head to Luna. She had that look of an amused adult watching a child trying a childish deceit. I turned back to Nightmare Moon and, filled with Luna's confidence, I answered with scorn.

"You really don't know any better?
Now go back into aether."

"I shall not! I will not rest until the night lasts forever!" Nightmare stomped her hoof.

"That's an amusing side-effect, love." Luna kissed my cheek, then leaned on my shoulder. "Gosh, was I stubborn back then!"

I gazed at the majestic black creature, so full of helpless rage and I felt pity for its plight.

I whispered my suggestion into Luna's ear. "She's quite lovely, that black bird.
Would you like her as a third?"

Luna nodded eagerly. "Listen, snooty!" she exclaimed, as Nightmare snorted indignantly. "The eternal night was not an end, but means of gaining love of ponies, is that not true?"

"Oh, but, yes! They didn't love us, so we would make them love us!"

"Now, my dear Zecora here is quite inventive and has love for me in abundance. She is even willing to spare a good deal of it on my past self twisted with jealousy and greed. In short, you're invited for a threesome."

"This... this is not..." Nightmare made two scared steps back.

"Oh come on!" Luna exclaimed. "Do you want to be loved or not? She loves me, so she loves you by extension. Yes or no?"

"This is... not the kind of love we desired!"

"Oh, no." Luna shook her head. "I forgot. Back then I was such a prude."

"I'm not a prude!" Nightmare Moon protested.

"You are."

"Am not!"

"Prove it."

"I will!"

Luna gave me a smug grin. Gaming her own old weaknesses seemed to bring her a lot of joy. Meanwhile, Nightmare stepped up to me, all her cocky demeanor gone now. "But... she is... a mare."

"And you art a prude." Luna blew Nightmare a raspberry. "Watch and learn!"

Luna brushed my mane with her wing, I nipped her cutie mark lightly, we danced for a bit around each other. We lay on the pillows, facing opposite directions, leaning on each other in a blue and striped yin-yang. Belly to belly, Luna pushed her head under my thigh and I buried mine under hers. Gentle brushing of her nipples with my chin, her warm breath on my groin area.

I felt her hot lips grasp my sex, and her tongue slide in. I returned the favor, sliding my tongue along her slit, pushing my mouth to it, inhaling deeply. Her mouth burned with desire, hot like flames, the caress feeling nearly like cinders exciting me. I sucked on her clit, teasing it with my tongue, nibbling and circling.

Luna squirmed away, and I could feel where her mouth touched me, it felt as if someone kept some fire, burning way too strongly.
"It burns! It burns! Luna sat up, squirming, trying to rub her back on a pillow. I was in no better condition, my back wiggling as if trying to extinguish the fire. Realization dawned on me.

"Oh no! It's the curry spicy!
Quick, let me find something icy!"

I made a beeline for a chest with my reserve of potions and got to digging, scattering them haphazardly, and sweating profusely as my backside felt immersed in live flames. "Hurry up, please!" I heard Luna's pleading voice.

There! a jar of Icy Salve.

Luna was by my side already, stepping from hoof to hoof, her beautiful butt pointing at me, tail far to the side, the irritated, reddened, puffed up labia throbbing and shivering. Ignoring my selfish need, I took a scoop of the salve on my hoof and applied it to Luna's sex, spreading it in a thick layer, then carefully coating her clitoris with it, my hoof shivering as I endured the violent flames under my tail.

I heard steps, then felt a tentative touch on my sex, cold salve extinguishing the wildfire, a gentle caress spreading it over my privates. I turned my head around. There, Nightmare Moon, a glob of the substance on her hoof, and expression of deep amusement on her face, worked the salve into my sex.

I gasped in relief. "Thanks, Nightmare Moon,
for saving my poon."

Both mares exploded in laughter. And I really couldn't get angry at my rhyming spell. I flopped onto my back and laughed with them.
They both bowed to me and my mouth met two pairs of lips, both loving and happy. All of the sinister edge, all anger and jealousy was gone from Nightmare's expression. Her kiss was hungry and intense, none of Luna's reserved, dreamy, slow tenderness.

For a moment Luna retreated, letting Nightmare have me for herself alone, passion filling the reptilian slits of pupils of her eyes.
Nightmare broke the kiss. "I would have given up my Night for a love like this," she whispered, with a tear in her eye. "Why haven't I met you a thousand years ago? Tonight I am but a wraith, a discarded memory that can't let go, an unfulfilled wish."

"Tonight, then, the wish shall be fulfilled," Luna whispered.

I touched Nightmare's lips with mine, then coaxed the rhyming spell gently, to turn my feelings into words.

"My Luna is sum of her parts, and more.
All parts of her I love and adore.
Her smiles and frowns, her laugh and tears,
I love her joy, and rage and fears.
Demons of past, her errant ways,
And all the trials she had to face.
Thoughts she discarded without regret
I still hold dear and won't forget.
So, Nightmare Moon, you are her past.
I'll love you too, as long as I last.
So claim my body, and drink of my kiss.
Yours is this night of respite and bliss."

Nightmare held me tightly to her chest, and kissed me with passion of a thirsty wanderer finding water. I returned the kiss and let her drink from it freely. And counter-intuitively, the kiss didn't make her stronger, but quite opposite, the spectral body was losing cohesion and power.

But long before she'd vanish, she broke the kiss. "That dish you two shared was certainly spicy!" she muttered, licking her lips. "I can taste it on your tongue. It truly tastes like passion."

"And next-day regrets," Luna added with a grin. "Let me try the cleansing magic, I know not if it can help, but trying will not hurt."

I felt Luna's magic wash over my face, and suddenly a heat I didn't quite realize, a subliminal burning of my mouth was gone. I licked my lips, and they responded in little sore tingling of oversensitive flesh. The spell reactivated in my nether regions, the cold of the salve and residual burning vanishing together, then Luna cast the same spell on herself.

The two mares of the moon stood face to face, hesitant.

"So should we...?" Nightmare began.

"That would be pure narcissism. You art me, after all. I could kiss my own hooves for similar effect."

"Oh please. Who is being a prude now?" Nightmare smirked. "Lunar dust turned to mud in places, as we'd kill boredom with thoughts of handsome stallions."

"I forfeited this unseemly behavior after my return."

"You shed that part along with the rest of me. I am all that you are not."

I smirked to my blushing darling. "I adore your will so strong,
but good clop is nothing wrong!
It is healthy on occasion.
Luna, don't shun masturbation."

Nightmare Moon laughed loudly, while Luna turned to me, her face completely red. "Zecora!" she choked out. "You will bring my downfall, corrupting fiend! What would my subjects do if they ever learn?"

"Nothing worse, my buttcheeks tight,
than some furious clopping," I raised my eyebrows to Nightmare, "right?"

Nightmare moon guffawed as Luna glared at me, filled with indignity.

"That horrible moniker is unacceptable! And my buttcheeks...(!)" Luna broke off, with expression of utter shock on her face.

Nightmare Moon surfaced from under Luna's tail, her lips dripping with moisture. "I concur, loose and willing down there."

At least half-dozen couplets that would embarrass Luna further ran through my head,5) but no matter how cute Luna looked in hues of pink-purple, I knew anything more would start feeling like we're picking on her. So I silenced her with a kiss instead.

Luna broke the kiss as Nightmare settled by her side. "Snooty?"

"Don't call me that."

"Well, I found that name cute. Black Snooty."

"Remember I'm the part of you that found it despicable."

"Fine, I won't. Anyway, your spectral form..." Luna continued to whisper in Nightmare's ear. I did overhear the words but the language she used was not known to me.

Nightmare Moon only nodded, then stood up and walked around me. I felt a small shiver of fear as her bulk loomed over me. She was twice as tall as me, and made of magic which, according to all of my knowledge, shouldn't have lasted more than half a minute. And yet, I knew there was only one way to put Luna's old anger to rest.

I felt the sharp fangs hold my neck, careful not to hurt. They pulled, and I stood up, leaning my back against the black chest and belly. Nightmare Moon held me around my chest with her foreleg. I felt something long and firm press against my groin and stomach... and chest... I looked under my belly.

No.

I stared at Luna, mortified.

"Luna, I'm just mortal mare.
Shaft this big take I won't dare."

Luna peered under me, then she stood up and bopped Nightmare Moon's nose with her hoof. "Tone it down, will you, megalomaniac! Are you trying to prove something?"

"Oh. Forgive me." I felt the gentle nip of my ear tip. "You carry so many mysteries, I forget you still have mortal limits."

"I could take it up my ass,
but this time I must say 'pass',
for this curry's bad enough.
My tomorrow will be rough,
and with anus stretched and torn,
I'd wish I was never born."

"Oh... she is so..." Nightmare Moon rasped.

"Flexible? Creative? Insightful? Talented?" Luna gave me a radiant smile, lying down in front of me, gazing at me happily.

"Dirty-minded." Nightmare chuckled.

I felt the hardness on my stomach get smaller, then Nightmare took a step back and then I felt a gentle pressure on my nether lips. I pushed against it and felt them part and accept, the exhilarating sensation of hard shaft sliding into me, and Luna biting her lip, gazing into my eyes.

I wiggled my rump, impatiently. The teeth locked on my neck again, and I braced myself, as the thrust followed. My eyes shot open wide and my mouth gave out a muffled "Oh." That was not considerably smaller from what I'd seen!

She bottomed out in me in one smooth thrust and I gave out an involuntary yelp.

Nightmare Moon froze. "Oh... oh... did I...?" she muttered, filled with worry.

I squirmed a bit, adjusting to the girth that was bordering on painful. I relaxed slowly, then I couldn't hold back a small chuckle as the pain subsided leaving a wonderful feeling of fullness, a hot pleasure not unlike after a spoonful of the hot curry.

Luna bit her lip and squirmed a little, just from the sight of my face. I grinned.

"I see your arousal bare.
Rub your pussy, silly mare."

"But... but..."

"You can rub your pretty butt,
if so strong is now your rut."

"Zecora, but I..."

She paused as Nightmare Moon grew a little impatient, withdrew her shaft and drove it to my bottom hard. I yelped, and my eyes bulged as she began pounding me hard, one thrust after another.

"I can't ... pleasure... your sweet... pussy...
While I'm... pounded... by this... hussy..." I gasped out in between violent thrusts.

Luna's hoof wandered down along her belly, and I just felt my own arousal spike as she opened her mouth a little, gasping a bit as her foreleg began making small circles.

Nightmare slowed down, she bowed to my ear, nibbling it gently. Her new pace brushed me just the right way, making me gasp hard with pleasure.

"Oh yes, like this, my sweet Nightmare Moon.
If you keep this pace, I will come hard, soon."

Luna stuck out her tongue a bit, gasping, whole shaking with the motions of her hoof, gazing into my face as if it was a best porn magazine centerfold.

Nightmare Moon's teeth brushed through my neck, grazing it slightly, with trails of almost-pain, I felt her struggle to keep the grip of a scruff of my skin on my neck light, her breath hot, ragged. Through her teeth she whispered one word, "love". Her jaw twitched and I felt the sharp fangs draw a little blood, but the pain, the look of Luna's face, and that wonderful fullness, that hard shaft slowly moving through my inside, flaring, growing, stretching me, throbbing, that all added up. The gathered tension suddenly let go, and I flowed on waves of incoming orgasm.

Luna's horn blinked for a second, her spell touching my mind, and then I heard Nightmare Moon grunt low, like a strong stallion... Sand storm revealed a castle of diamonds, and there were batponies on the battlements, hundreds of them, shielding their eyes from the burning sun, and the throbs within me transformed into the sand rolling, swallowing the castle, as the batponies took to the air, scattering, seeking shelter in vain, the sand storm making them roll and fall, and tumble through the air, then night shot into me, and through me, over the desert, wiping the storm away, the diamond castle shone with colors of rainbow, and full moon, fool moon rose above it, and the batponies flocked to it, seeking its cool radiance, basking in it as I basked in the night filling me in rapid spurts, lending me its power, and I reached out to them and pulled them into the cry that met my face, sent them into the eyes of my beloved filled with ecstasy, made them fly against her shout, and bind with her might. Her wings unfurled, and the night covered the world in its protective embrace, while its power filled me and made my mane glow brightly with cool moonlight, and the confused batponies at first thought about choosing between my moonlight and the protective night, but then they didn't have to, because we were in union, and they settled, content, between us, filled with joy, faithful and safe. We shared the kiss, the moonlight and the night sky, the diamond castle crumbled and the desert covered with gardens.

Nightmare Moon was no more, her power within me, her anger at my command to unleash at our enemies. I wrapped it in a loving embrace and passed it to the rightful owner, for her to use at will, in need.

I broke the kiss with my beloved and we lay there, collecting our breath, tired and happy.

Luna withdrew her moist hoof and I held it with both my hooves, licking her nectar off it, kissing it. I raised my gaze to her eyes, and smiled, satisfied.

"So, what have you divined,
my princess of night?"

My rhyming spell was always in a warm state of fuzzy, inexact rhymes after that, like a changeling drone licking love off the air, drunk with the happiness.

Luna cocked her head, and licked her lips. A few deep breaths, calming down, then she answered.

"The rulers of Thestralia are afraid to admit to me that they need our help. I will offer my aid, without requesting anything in return, and I believe their gratitude will be more than anything our negotiations could buy us. True loyalty, true friendship. They fear Equestria, they fear my sister and me, they play strong and independent out of that fear. They are not, they are lost and scared, and they don't need a hired ally, they need a friend. And a true friend will they find. Thank you, wise seer, thank you, my love."

"The pleasure is mine.
"Now go, rise and shine!"

Luna laughed at that. She stood up and kissed me once more.

"We'll meet in the evening again. No more divining, just pure carnal pleasures. My faithful guards are still out on a mission, we should prepare a warm welcome when they return tomorrow, but until then..."

"I've got vibrator with seven speeds,
and a new string of anal beads."

Luna snorted, and still blushing trotted away to the exit.

5) "Such a lovely, crimson blush.
How loose is the royal tush?"

"Oh, please excuse!
My lover's not loose!"

"They say loose nether lips
can sink good relationships!"

"You say that tiny pucker of yours
can stretch as wide as the a big barn doors?"

"Oh my woe! Misery!
Princess is a slut, I see!"

"Oh no, Luna has loose butt!
Our princess is a slut!"

Author's Note

I have one more bonus chapter nearing finishing, but I make no promises for anything after that.