When You're the Princess of the Night

Chapters

To Play the Predator
Who's Up For Round Two?
The Morning After
At Your Service

To Play the Predator

The Princess of the Night landed ever-gracefully upon the sloped rooftop of some Canterlot building. The building, unimportant. The alleyway that the building and it's neighbour shared harbouring the object of her interest. Her beautiful blue eyes gazing upon her... well she supposed "target" was an appropriate term. She had researched him for quite some time, divining that he was the perfect candidate for her... experiment.

Yes, he would do. Well built, though not disgustingly muscular. Proven to have excellent stamina. No special somepony. Relatively boring social life. His dreams had proven to have a desirable level of perversion, though again, not excessively so. On top of this plethora of preferable circumstance, he was a member of Celestia's royal guard, so he had always been close enough that she could observe his routines.

Luna watched Strong Shield curiously as he boldly sauntered down the dark alley, clearly not phased by the potential threat of a criminal pony, his royal guard training likely at the forefront of his thoughts. He was always thinking ahead like that. In fact, she could tell by the way he was walking (just barely not in a battle stance) that he was expecting trouble. She would have to overpower him, and quickly, in a place where she knew nopony would... interrupt. She fretted about that part most, if she were honest with herself. She could apologize and explain away an infinite number of ways to him if he were to reject her (she had actually prepared ten, just in case) but there was simply no excusing that kind of behaviour to a third pony. She would die of embarrassment.

As he neared the place she planned to ambush, her heart began thumping rather quickly. At first it was barely noticeable, but it became more bothersome the more she thought about what she was planning to do. It was starting to concern her, but she ignored it nonetheless. Seeing him approach the turn into the alleyway courtyard, she quickly went to work, already lacing the first spell of several.

Spell one was a classic sleeping spell. It ensured that anypony that wasn't either herself or the guard would be unconscious within what she figured would be an appropriate radius. Focusing mentally wasn't the difficult part, casting sleep spells was easy. It was the bypass and discretion that she planned to lace into the spell that made it wee bit trickier. After preparing the spell, she cast it successfully, the whole process taking fractions of a second.

Spell one down and spell two in preparation. A shield spell, as a second precautionary measure. Again allowing it to be ineffective against herself and the stallion.

One.
Two.
Three.

With a quiet pop, the Moon Princess activated the spell and, effectively, her plan.

Quiet as the shadows she was blessed to be associated with, Princess Luna rushed across the rooftop, gently floating into the urban clearing. She landed in her hiding place, with an estimated eight seconds to prepare for his arrival. As she sat in wild anticipation, her heart began thumping loudly so that she was almost certain that he could hear it from around the corner. If that weren't bad enough, her breathing had become almost ridiculously loud, she was sure. She quickly ran over what she would do once he arrived, planning the ambush. However, once she got past the "pin him down" part mentally, her thoughts became... a little foggy... and she began feeling an unfamiliar heat, down there.

It wasn't that she was a virgin, because she wasn't, but she had gone over a millennia without doing... anything really. In fact, she couldn't even remember the last time she had, let alone the first time. She chalked that up to the "Nightmare Moon Incident" as that had erased a lot of her memory (especially good ones in order to manifest it's evil more efficiently), and decided that this one would be her first time, for the second time.

The heat did not die down when Strong Shield entered the spacious area (in fact, she probably could have claimed it increased rather than decreased), but her nerve certainly did. What had once been a crystal clear, foal-proof plan, now became a muddled, stupid one. As well, the determination to pull off that plan now faded, abandoning her in the middle of her mission.

Deciding that she would be incapable of pulling of this ridiculous charade, she backed further into her hiding place, deciding that she would just let him be. Unfortunately for the dark blue alicorn, she backed into a discarded bottle, making it fall to the cement with a reverberating "clink". She froze.

The off-duty guard halted, looking everywhere for the other pony, not sure which direction the disturbance came from as the sound bounced around, muddling the original direction. Luna saw her chance, now or never, and went for it when he turned away from her hiding place.

Bolting at him with speed only an alicorn could manage, she slammed into the buck, making sure to be a little gentle. Making sure he landed face-up, she pinned his forehooves under her own, spread out from his body, straddling him.

Immediately he resisted, eyes shut tight and teeth clenched, squirming under his attacker. He fought, unsuccessfully, under her, until he felt a wet heat pressed up to his stomach. Pausing in his thrashing about, he opened his eyes and gazed into the beautiful face of his princess. Err, one of them, at least. He stopped fighting for the time being, baffled by what was happening.

"P-Princess Luna? What are you doing?"

The Night Goddess flushed with embarrassment, already beginning to apologize for her ridiculous behaviour.

"I-I'm sorry. This, um, this is probably very uncomfortable for y~"

The alicorn princess cut off her sentence when she felt something warm growing up against her backside. Returning from her look of surprise, she returned her attention to the guard, examining his face. A bashful look grew on him (along with something else) as his mouth twitched between a smile and an apologetic look. Her wings gradually spread and The Princess decided to try flirting.

"You are, um, happy to see me?"

The guard turned away, face reddening, though the princess noticed that the swelling was not stopping. She decided that she needed to apologize for her comment. She was about to, but accidentally shifted, spreading her excitement on his stomach more, and felt the buck's gland swell more urgently, pushing against her rump with strong desire.

"Oh! It's so... big."

This did nothing to fight the stallions urge, as she felt him grow even bigger. She blushed deeply, looking into his eyes, searching for an okay. Strong Shield looked up into her eyes, smiling in what almost certainly seemed like consent, and she could restrain herself no longer. She quickly lowered her muzzle to his, seeking to engage in a passionate kiss. As she lowered herself, her nethers slid across his now throbbing cock and she winced in pleasure, the shaft thudding lightly against his stomach.

Luna thought about the things she had heard that other ponies do, and turned her body so that her lips were facing his erection, and her "lips" were above his muzzle. She descended on the rather massive cock, gently sealing her lips around the shaft, tongue flicking at the tip. She opened her mouth slightly, gasping when she felt a warm, pleasuring tongue, artfully manoeuvring it's way into her wet nethers. She felt his own tongue flicking inside her cunt as she let out a quiet gasp, quivering for a moment.

She then returned to the impressive length in front of her, her lips once again closing around it and her head beginning to bob up and down, moving in rhythm to the strokes of his tongue. She tasted a something salty as his knob released little spurts of precum, covering her tongue. The blue alicorn responded by swirling her tongue around the tip, flicking it before swirling it as far down the shaft as it would go.

She felt a strong pair of hooves grasp her flanks as he pulled her behind down, so as to dig his muzzle deeper into her cunny. She closed her eyes, moaning in pleasure through the mouthful of the stallion she was herself working on. She felt the cock go deeper into her muzzle as he pushed his hips up toward her, twitching slightly at the pleasure.

Luna sucked gently at the mass in her mouth, each time tugging slightly at the skin, causing him to twitch even more. She began bobbing faster, still sucking at the large cock. He then shivered, attempting to dig his tongue further into her cunny, causing her to have a mini-spasm, her head twitching on top of his shaft, another suck tugging at the tip. Instantly, she felt his back arch, a sudden burst of fluid coming out of the twitching cock. She recoiled slightly, her lips coming off of the cock as the pony's spunk squirted across her muzzle. Before she could think, or even know why, her lips were again around the pony's shaft as she swallowed with every spurt, mouth filling and the cum spilling out of her mouth and around the stallion's shaft.

Again she pulled off the cock, only this time because he had stopped cumming. She parted her lips from the tip, watching as the gland diminished, launching the last bit of his spunk across his stomach. She then leaned her head down, lapping at the pony spunk with an eager tongue. Again, the stallion twitched as his cock sprang to life once again, launching his mess across her face, covering her muzzle and, well, most of her face. She, exhausted, sat down without thinking. Her clit rubbing across his chin as she sat down, deep blue lips resting on his warm neck. The chin rubbed her in such away that she began orgasming, already moist cunny dampening the guardspony's bare neck, soaking it.

She gently cried out, intense pleasure flooding her body as her cunt finished squirting on the stallion's neck. She collapsed, exhausted, head landing next to the cock she had just been pleasuring. The Princess of the Night let out a deep sigh as she rested on the buck, the two covered in each other's mess. She then glanced up into the night sky. There was still much of the night left.

To rest, she told herself, though she half hoped that it wasn't true.

Who's Up For Round Two?

Strong Shield swung open the door of his flat, stepping aside to allow the majestic alicorn entry to his domain. He swung a hoof inward, gesturing for her to step in first. With a curt nod and pleasant smile, she led the way, observing his small yet pleasant home.

"It is... cozy."

The stallion laughed slightly, shaking his head with an agreeing smile.

"It's a good job I actually have a place to go to that isn't my mum's. Guards don't often need a home to go to."

The Princess blushed as she realised he was entirely correct. She shyly did not say anything for the next several moments. After a seemingly prolonged silence, the buck spoke up.

"I'll, um, go run us a bath."

He stopped, realising what he just said.

"Er, I mean, you. I'll go run you a bath."

He laughed nervously, causing the princess to become slightly more comfortable as she realised both parties were in the same boat. She smiled pleasantly at her host.

" 'Us' is fine. We both need to bathe, do we not?"

Strong Shield held a hoof to his chin in what might of been a thoughtful pose, had a smile not found it's way to his muzzle.

"Yes. Yes I suppose we do."

He turned off and headed 'round the corner, entering the only hallway in the flat, while Luna her self stayed in the living area. She slowly walked around the clean room, observing but not touching. (She didn't want to risk their mess spreading to any of his belongings, after all.)

Looking at a selection of books that ran along one of the shelves, she heard the sound of water sputtering out of a facet, hungry for fresh air after a prolonged time set in pipes. After hearing it run for a moment, she could hear it begin to pool on itself. Poking his head from around the corner, Strong Shield made a brief appearance.

"Bath'll be ready in about a minute. Um, help yourself to the fridge?"

And then his head retreated, gone to make sure that there wouldn't be an overflow in the wash room. Luna nodded at his offer before he had left, but did not take him up on it. Not at all because she wasn't hungry (she was starving), but because a taste was left lingering in her mouth, one that she found pleasant and did not wish to rid herself of.

After another minute or so of paroozing his selection of reading material, Luna found herself jumping in abrupt shock against the hoof that had sneaked it's way behind her and rested on her flank.

"Oh! Um, sorry. Just, uh, wanted to let you, uh, know the the, the bath is ready."

The Guardian of Dreams sighed, nodding as she followed him to his wash room and bath. She looked at it in a mix of happiness (at wanting to be clean) and sadness (again, due to the end result of being clean) but eventually began to remove her garments.

Strong Shield politely waited as he watched the princess de-clothe herself. First the boots, then the crown, finally her neck piece. After she was suitably naked, she stepped carefully into the rather large tub and slipped under the surface of the water. A childish smile splayed across her muzzle, disrupted slightly by the water, but played out fully in her gorgeous blue eyes.

Strong Shield too found his way into the tub, positioned so that he was facing her and mimicking her crocodile-like head level and returned with his own goofy smile. Their eyes met briefly, the two blushing and then laughing at their silliness. (Though, neither could probably tell you what exactly was so hilarious.)

Reaching for a bar of soap, Strong Shield passed Luna one of her own. She sighed quietly to herself when he wasn't looking, quickly formulating a plan as the handsome pony swivelled his head back towards her. When he saw her again, she was holding her hoof outside of the tub, her own bar of soap resting on it. With a dramatic slowness, she tilted her hoof, allowing the bar to slide out of it and fall to the wash room floor.

"Oh, dear me. It would seem I have dropped my soap and now it's all dirty. Oh well, I suppose you will have to wash me with yours."

She cast a flirty smile at her tub-buddy, who had to do all he could internally to avoid smashing one of his hooves to his face. With a blush and smile, he nodded, to which Luna had a slight giggle. She turned around and, placing her hind-hooves on the sides of the tub, slowly pushed herself until her back was up against his stomach. She slid down until her head was lower than his, taking up considerable tub space even with him sitting all the way up.

She smiled back and up at him from her position, ignoring (yet noticing), the growing flesh pressing against her back. She could hear the beating of his heart begin to pick up pace as he slid the soap across her chest. She sat quietly as he cleaned her up, the two just enjoying each other's company in the tub. After the slow process of removing the filth from her body was done, she offered to clean him in return. He simply raised a hoof and shook his head at the offer.

"No, I'll finish myself up here. You go and make yourself at home, please."

Reluctantly, she stood up in the tub, water running off of her sides as she did so. She removed herself from the warm bath and company of Strong Shield, reaching for a towel to dry herself. After thoroughly running the now damp cloth over her body, she hung it on one of the hooks he had in the bathroom. She smiled back at him as she closed the door, sighing and dropping to her rump in contemplative boredom as the door obscured her. She went to go back to his shelf, but decided that she really needed to eat, making a sudden course-correction half way to the plethora of books.

At the fridge, she scanned it's contents. Not much of it had been filled, and what did had probably enough preservatives that should somepony eat them, their body would continue to exist long after their soul did. Heck, for all she knew, this cake could survive an explosion and two-hundred-plus years of sitting in this fridge. However, she eyed the confection hungrily, I am really hungry.

She took out the cake and put it on a plate. She looked at the cake for several moments before resolving to just float the entire thing into her mouth, forgoing the silverware. With a smile of satisfaction, she levitated a hoofkerchief to her mouth so as to remove any crumbs. The happiness present on her face only grew as she heard the loud swirling of water down the drain. She decided she would try to be fun, scaring him as soon as he set hoof out the door.

She quickly, quietly stationed herself to the side of the door, prepared to jump at him. She got herself ready to pounce and waited.

And waited.

And waited...

She sighed when she decided the stallion was taking too long. Straightening herself up, she pushed in the door, much to the shock of the self-fornicating stallion behind it.

In moments Strong Shield was on his hooves, face a shade of red that Luna was previously unaware existed and sputtering excuses to himself as his previously erect member shrank back into itself. She rolled her eyes as she slowly advanced on him and pressed her muzzle to his in an intense, passionate kiss. With a 'POP', Strong Shield found himself on the couch in his living area, the beautiful blue alicorn positioned above him suggestively.

"If you were ready for more, you should have told me." Luna flirted at him with suddenly seductive eyes. She then quickly descended down the length of his form, mouth stopping above the regrowing cock that had been forced to diminish less than a minute before. A single lick from her warm tongue forced the entire length to immediately harden, slapping against the stallion's stomach as it stiffened.

She smiled and took the cock in her mouth, sealing her gentle lips around the shaft just below the tip, caressing the latter with compassionate little flicks of her tongue. She closed her eyes in satisfaction as the recently familiar taste of salty precum stimulated her tongue. She lowered her head further into his crotch, consuming more of his member as she let her tongue slide under the bottom of his shaft.

She began circling her tongue around the putz when she felt him push his hips up into her muzzle. She was about to pull her head off slightly so that the massive stallion wouldn't choke her when she felt his strong forehooves at the back of her head. Her eyes widened as his swollen tool continued deeper into her mouth, reaching the back of her throat. She unintentionally let out a quiet 'ulg' when her nose reached the base of the stallions member. She, surprisingly, found that the stallion's wood did not bother her too much and she allowed him to continue, with her tongue running over the end of his cock every time the opportunity presented itself, right before it travelled back into her throat, causing another 'ulg'.

She was beginning to think that maybe he wasn't enjoying it when she could suddenly feel a change in the way he moved. He was going slower, and less frequently. Realising that he was trying to avoid cumming, she decided it was her turn to have a little fun. She quickly placed her hooves on either side of his cock and began bobbing her head rapidly. As she did this, she started sucking lightly, creating a little vacuum around his member. She could feel the skin of his tool tighten as she heard him speak up.

"L-Luna, I-I was tr-trying to, ung, f-fu-fuck!"

Luna smiled slightly to herself as she could feel the stallion cumming in her mouth, coating every inch of the inside of it as she tried to make room for more by swallowing with every burst of the pearly juice. She could feel his load becoming less and less each time but continued to suck fervently, intent on getting every bit of the stallion's seed.

She smiled to herself as she let the diminishing putz settle, watching as a pleased Strong Shield lay back, panting slightly. With a serene tilt of her head, Luna teleported her and her companion to his bedroom. Exhausted, she closed her eyes to go to sleep (noting to herself that this was one of the very few times that she did so at night). Strong Shield himself lay there next to her, also extremely exhausted.

Hearing the steady breathing from his bedmate, Strong Shield smiled in the dark, rolling onto his side and enveloping the Princess of the Night in his hooves. The latter easily complied with his advancements in a sort of dream-like state, smiling herself as she felt a gentle nuzzling in her mane.

The Morning After

Author's Note

Just a little heads-up, no clop in this one. Just thought I'd get a little progress in the story done. Wait, what?! This clopfic is actually going to have a story? Why, the audacity! I never!
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I'm sorry, please excuse me. I'm mentally fragile. Anywho, yes. This chapter is not clop but short. I hope if you're only here to get a wank off that you're not too mad at me. On the converse, if you're actually hoping to see more of a romantic development throughout this story, I hope the mediocre length of this chapter doesn't upset you either.
Okay, with all that wrapped up: Enjoy!

The Morning After

Luna gently beat her wings so as to slow her descent. She landed as softly as she could, royal hoofwear in magical tow, on the balcony that she and Celestia shared to control their respective celestial bodies. She wasn't quite sure why she was going to sneak in, but she knew she had to.

The Night Princess poked her muzzle around the little bit of wall that separated the exterior from the interior and, seeing no signs of her sister, crept through the room towards the door. If she were going to make it back before her big sister even knew she was gone, she had to hurry. It was almost time for her to lower the moon so that the solar princess could do her duty.

Luna stepped quietly and carefully, intent on a successful intrusion. She kept low to the ground, making sure her magical grip around her metal boots was tight. She was just as soon at the door, the easy part over. Celestia's room was between the turret entrance and Luna's own room, she would have to sneak past the Sun Goddess' room.

Mentally steeling herself, Luna included the knob on the door in her magical hold, and pulled it free of the frame. Swiftly, she carried herself out if the room...

...and directly into Celestia, a small 'clink' sounding as her horn bounced off of the older alicorn's neck wear.

"Oh! Good morning, sister. I had thought that you had already set the moon on it's descent path and were long since in bed, but I see that is not the case. Would you like to control the bodies with me, sister? The way we used to oh-so-long-ago."

Luna looked up at her elder sister (the latter seemed not to notice that the former was very visibly sneaking) and felt the warmth of Celestia's genuine smile. She smiled back and nodded. She inexplicably felt relieved, somehow relaxed even.

"Of course, big sister."

And then Luna felt like her world might fall apart.

It started with Celestia's visible wince the moment Luna's breath hit the taller alicorn. It wasn't so much the breath as what lingered that had Luna reset into a panic. However, when Celestia saw the fear in the blue pony's eyes, she only sighed. Nott one of anger or disappointment mind you, just a sigh.

"Fear no scrutiny from me, little sister. You are more than old enough to make any of the decisions you do. Please, do not feel that you must tread with light hooves when returning from romantic endeavours."

Luna nodded back with watery eyes (the remnants of fear). With the confirmation of Luna's understanding, Celestia's muzzle broke into a grin.

"So, you must tell me everything. Well, I suppose not everything, but tell me about him. I must know of the stallion who has my little sister's heart."

The larger alicorn danced on the tips of her hooves like a filly, giddy about the romance her sibling was now involved in. Luna smiled and was about to speak, when Princess Celestia held up a hoof, cutting her off.

"Actually, if you don't mind, could you please remove him from your breath? Not that it's overwhelming, but you are still my little sister, and I;d rather not think about the implications of said scent."

Celestia flashed her yet another warm smile and Luna nodded with a smile of her own, retreating down the steps of the tower to her room where she could improve her hygiene.

Celestia watched her sister leave patiently. However once the alicorn was out of sight, she scrambled to the deck, already raising her sun. She did a fast job, eager to hear about the potential coltfriend. Once the sun seemed to be set on a well enough path, Celestia bolted down the the stairs after her sister.

She quickly made her way past her room and rapidly approached Luna's. With an eager flourish, she burst through her sister's room to see the younger Goddess sleeping, sprawled out haphazardly across the bed. With a small, quiet giggle, Celestia backed out of the room, closing the door quietly. She shook her head, smiling, as she made her way back to her own room. Perhaps she could sleep some more herself before the day truly began.

Over her shoulder, she glanced back at the Moon Goddess' room, then shook her head playfully again. Under her breath and ti nopony in particular she whispered, "It looks as though, dear sister, that this one's a 'keeper' if he can exhaust you so." Another chuckle and the princess disappeared behind her doors.

At Your Service

Luna had known that the evening she had spent with Strong Shield had been one of the few that he would get. That is to say, he was a guard and as such lived at the castle. In the barracks. Surrounded by many other guards. Never alone.

Yes, she had known that the time between when she and he would... interact... would be far and few between, but she had not taken into consideration just how much time would actually pass before further unions. She was experiencing feelings that had not previously afflicted her. Luna had been finding it hard to sleep, think, or do any of the few royal duties that were tasked to her. She had been finding that her own dreams were, well, lustful. She had also found that self-fornication was not nearly as satisfactory as the few times pre-coitus when she had called upon its services. No, she had decided that it would no longer suffice. She would need him for her urges to be satisfied. No, she thought, I want him.

Strong Shield was guarding at his scheduled post. He appeared to be completely empty of thought, mind devoid of anything but "guard". In truth, however, his mind was more active than it had been in years. He had now found himself concerned with things that had been trivial for his previous years in service to the Royal Canterlot Guard, such as the changing of the guard (five minutes) and the meal that Princess Celestia had (today she had gone with a light lunch, favouring a few hay and daisy sandwiches to a larger desert of cake that had been accented with bananas.)

Most importantly, however, his mind was obsessed with the obscenely beautiful Princess of the Night. With her gorgeous figure, supple curves, and remarkably attractive face. Features that he had neglected prior to her visit. It had taken him off guard at first (pun not intended) but he had soon melted under her shyness after such an abrasive approach. At first, it hadn't seemed romantic, not in the slightest. However as the night carried on, she had seemed more like a pony to him in place of the Goddess he had usually associated with her. He had seen her shy, flirty, cuddly (Is that an emotion? If so, she was definitely that.) and even downright lusty. He unfortunately hadn't gotten the opportunity to get to know the legendary mare, her having fled before any further network had taken place, but as he stood still as a statue in the corridors that she herself roamed, he found himself struggling to identify his stance on the Princess of Dreams. He wanted to believe it was only lust, but the smaller, wiser part of his brain argued in the defence of love.

He was snapped out of his trance-like state (though expertly did not show any signs of any such thing taking place) as two guards approached his post.

"Iron, you're off."

The stallion that Strong Shield had been stationed with nodded and made leave, clearly eager for rest. Strong Shield himself made to follow Iron Spear, but was stopped abruptly by a gilded hoof in his path.

"Not you, mate. You're wanted by the higher-ups. Said to meet 'em up in the war rooms for some reason. You know where that is, right?"

Strong Shield only nodded, the large room with its impressive balcony came to mind. With a dismissal and jovial slap on the flank, Strong Shield shoved off for the war room, his mood slightly dampened and dampening the more he thought about rest he would be losing and dreams he would be missing. He began the trek through the castle that would end in the gruelling ascent of the ridiculously tall tower.

He was almost there, approaching the end of the hall where the looming doorway sat expectantly, maliciously mocking him with every step he took. He passed the first door on his right and was about to pass the second when he felt a weight on his muzzle. It was incredibly subtle as he hadn't been using his jaws to begin with but had not escaped his detection. Before he could begin to make any action on development, however, he found his body being pulled through the air against his will. Back he flew, back into the first doorway, where the door closed quietly and a lock clicked.

Luna smiled over the surprised and now straddled body of her infatuate, lips already moistening as she anticipated him. He was still dressed fully in his armour, but somehow the thought of removing said barding served only to entice her further. She stared expectantly into his startlingly green eyes.

He was extremely confused at first, ingrained instincts screaming at him everything that was wrong with the situation, but as the threat of immediate danger proved to be benign he relaxed under her, even smiling back up into her deep blue eyes. He, making the first move for what he was almost certain was the first time (if you didn't count the blatant abduction of his person to be the first move), pushed his muzzle up against hers, parting his lips and smiling into the kiss as she reciprocated. The sensation of her tongue entering his mouth was driving him mad and as her teeth closed gently on his lower lip and sucked lightly at it, he lost what control he had maintained up to this point.

Luna had her own smile as she felt his cock spring to life beneath her, the now hardened tip prodding at her backside. She lifted her haunches slightly, allowing the throbbing erection to rest on the soft, exposed fur of his belly. She again lowered herself onto him, grinding against the massive member as the kiss became even more passionate. She could feel his hardened flesh rubbing against the pink flesh just beneath the lips, her lust coating its length. She became more and more anxious the longer she did so, and began to push against the flattened erection, struggling to avoid putting it inside of her. She reached the point where her desire could no longer be contained, and was about to shift so as to allow the cock to slide in.

She felt the frown on his face before she could see it, his lips pulling away from hers as he did so. She didn't stop grinding nethers against his as he spoke.

"I, um, they called for me to meet them in, mm, the war room. Erng, I have, ugh, I have to go."

Luna only smiled and continued her movement as she replied to his unfortunate news.

"Do you, ah, truly believe that you, mmmmm, were summoned to th-the, ooh, the war room in times of peace?"

Strong Shield's grin exploded as her words rung in his head. He again brought their faces into congress as he, in a surprisingly strong move, rolled her over her back. With the new position, the grinding had stopped, but Strong Shield's words filled the gap (though at this point Luna was hoping very desperately that something else would fill the gap.)

"It has come to my attention, my princess, that you had serviced me the other day without receiving anything yourself. I intend to remedy that."

Before the Lunar Princess could protest, his lips laid tracks down her body, causing her to shiver. She grew more excited as the trail he was making neared its expected destination. She gasped as his lips pressed against hers, only now they were lips of an entirely different variety. Luna closed her eyes tightly as she gripped the sheets with her hooves, she arched her back as each passing of his surprisingly soft tongue sent a shock of pleasure through her. She, using much of her might, opened one of her eyes to stare hungrily at the still erect boner that the stallion was sporting under himself. She slammed her eye shut again and mentally began to unclasp the armour around the buck who was still earnestly working to please her. He had begun to work her clitoris more each time he lapped at the length of her pussy. His muzzle was being covered in small spurts of her gratitude. He either did not notice or did not care as her magic lifted his armour off of him.

Luna arched her back more violently as one particular stroke had sent her orgasming. She closed her legs around his head and used her hooves as well to hold it in place as little waves of her clear cum covering his face. She gasped as the torrent of pleasure ceased, her forelegs dropping her sides in exhaustion. She was surprised, however, as Strong Shield began to climb his way up towards her on the large bed, clearly not finished. His lips once again pressed against hers as she felt his strong hoof reach down and begin to rub against her slit. She performed likewise as she reached down and wrapped her hoof around the well-endowed stallion's member. She timed to match the speed of his hoof, and pumped her hoof up and down his large cock.

She felt him pick up speed in the movement of his hoof, and did likewise. She could feel his hoof press enticingly against her cunt as he rubbed more vigorously, causing her pleasure to once again increase. She moved her hoof more rapidly as he picked up pace. The two carried on, the pleasure in both clear through the moans and gasps brought forth from their activities. At last, Luna pressed deeper into Strong Shield's kiss as she felt her second orgasm cause her body to arch and sending her into bliss. Still pumping at the cock, she felt it twitch threateningly before launching the stallion's spunk across her tummy. She could feel the warm, stickiness of the cum as it launched repeatedly across her stomach, the amount of stuff seemingly endless. Finally, the last of his load emptied on her as her own orgasm calmed down. Both sighed satisfactorily as they laid back against their pillows, exhausted but happy.

Luna could already feel herself lulling into sleep, glad that she had pre-emptively set the moon's course for the night. She nuzzled deeper into her bedmates neck as she felt lethargy overcome her.

"Luna, I love you."

She was momentarily shocked by the sentence. She hadn't really intended for that to be the outcome of her experiment... it was just for the intercourse, was it not? But as she lay there, the stallion no doubt asleep at this point, she could feel something indescribable in her chest. The more she thought about him, the more the feeling manifested, the less she thought about him, the more she wanted to think about him. As she smiled into the darkness, she whispered aloud.

"I think... I think that I love you, too."

Author's Note

You dear reader, have no idea how lucky you are that I resisted the impulse to insert "jolly cooperation" somewhere in the "sexy times" portion of this chapter. Love your author. With love, your author.
(P.S. I have been stupid sick lately with my lungs trying to export themselves from my person, so that is why there has been a slight lull in production and also why there may be some mistakes in the chapter. Believe it or not, coughing like a lunatic doesn't improve quality of writing. So yeah, I'm not dead or anything, just working on it. Anyway, hope you enjoyed!)