Sleepless Nights

by The Keybrony Master

Rating: mature
Tags: Human, Princess Luna, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Comedy, Other, Romance, Sex, Princess Celestia, Slice of Life
Length: 2477

A Lunar guard stationed outside Luna's door finds himself in increasingly stranger positions as time goes on, finally culminating in a very awkward encounter and an interesting new duty.

A Lunar guard stationed outside Luna's door finds himself in increasingly stranger positions as time goes on, finally culminating in a very awkward encounter and an interesting new duty. If you feel the obligation to downvote, please at least read it first and leave a legitimate response as to why so I can focus on improvement. Thanks

Published 2015-06-14 18:40:02 UTC
Last updated 2015-06-14 18:40:02 UTC

Above and Beyond

You open your eyes slowly, smiling gently as you see the late afternoon light spilling into the room, the mare in your arms gently lit by her sister's setting sun. You slide off the bed carefully, to avoid waking her, and begin to don your armor. You eventually pull the last piece on and gently slide the door open and back out of it to your stated post, closing the door carefully behind you.

You turn and nearly jump back out of your freshly-donned armor as you find none other than the sun princess herself watching you. You jump to attention, snapping up a salute, but Celestia waves you down, telling you to relax. You do, but only marginally. She tilts her head and scrutinizes you for a moment before asking you why you had been in Luna's room instead of standing your post outside her door.

You gulp slightly and explain the princess had been having trouble sleeping and had asked you to remain in her room as she slept. Celestia's eyes narrowed near-imperceptibly, but she seems to shrug it off, and asks you to inform Luna that she wishes to speak to her once she has finished raising the moon. You assure her you will pass on the message, and she leaves. You heave a gargantuan sigh of relief once she is out of sight and relax. You turn as you hear the door behind you open.

Luna sticks her head out, hair flattened on the right side of her head, and asks "Was our sister just here?"

You nod and recount the conversation, Luna paling visibly as you do so. once you're finished, she ducks back inside her room, trotting to the balcony, and summoning her power and begins to raise the moon. As she does, you ponder the awkward situation in which you find yourself. You remember the princess' constant nightmares that caused her to cry out in her sleep, bringing you running time and again.

Having to comfort her as she shook, memories of her time possessed corrupting her sleep. You mull over the recent memories of how evening after evening she posted you closer to her- hallway, doorway, foot of the bed, until she eventually couldn't even close her eyes without your arms wrapped around her. Once you began sharing her bed, the dreams finally ceased, and she slept peacefully throughout the day. After the first day or so you found yourself sleeping as well, dozing straight through your shift, waking up once the sun began to set. Eventually you accepted this and ceased to sleep at night, instead accompanying Luna as she passed the night in the Royal Archive or in the observatory atop her tower, watching as her gorgeous moon danced among the stars.

You return to the present as she finishes raising her charge and steps toward the box containing her finery. You step quickly, crossing the room to assist her. She unlocks the box and you stare down at the ancient emblems of state for a moment before you lift out a shoe and begin helping her dress. Once her hooves are shod, you lift her necklace and ease it over her head, allowing it to settle gently against her chest. Finally you lift her crown, emblazoned with the symbol of her moon and place it upon her brow.

As it settles, her hair ripples out, growing brighter than before, undulating silently. She looks up with a smile and thanks you. You respond with a nod and a warm smile. She turns to leave and her cutie mark catches your eyes, you gaze at it for a moment before you realize you are staring at her flank and tear your gaze away with a blush tinging your cheeks. You shake your head to clear the thoughts about her rump away and nearly miss her asking if her sister had specified where she had wanted to talk at.

You shake your head again, this time in answer to her query, and tell her you don't know where Celestia wanted to meet. She gives a light sigh and leaves to seek her out. You stand about until your replacement comes to relieve you then head off to the archives, intending to read awhile. As you slip through the silent, well-oiled doors, you hear voices and peer around the stacks until you find the source.

You snap back behind the stacks, and suck in a breath, having seen the princesses seated at a table loaded down with books and scrolls. You listen in, heart slamming against your ribcage as if attempting to liberate itself and flee. "Then there is nothing between you two?" Celestia asks. "Nothing at all, I've just been sleeping poorly, and his presence allows me to relax enough to sleep properly." Luna replies, a light blush gracing her cheeks. "Alright, now what I'd intended to ask you this evening was whether you be attending the..."

Celestia's voice drops away behind you as you leave the room, mulling over what you've just heard. You supposed it's good Celestia isn't likely to reassign you anytime soon, yet Luna's comment has left you with a strange ache in your chest. The rest of the night passes in a blur as you wander about the castle, unconsciously avoiding the places Luna is prone to frequent.

Your shift comes around again, and you stand outside Luna's door, rigidly at attention, eyes locked on a spot far down the hall. Luna's door creeps open and she steps out slowly, looking up at you with a puzzled expression. "Why didst thou not join us this past evening as we read?" She queries with a sad smile. Your reply is curt, you tell her of over-hearing her conversation with her sister. She blinks and sighs, sounding so pitiful that you break your horizon-piercing vigil and look down to see her tearing up. You immediately kneel before her and begin to apologize, but she cuts you off with a kiss. Your eyes shoot open wide as she pulls away.

"We lied to our dear sister: we couldn't bear to tell her the truth." She sighs and continues, "True, your presence did comfort us during our nightmares, but the nightmares ceased within a day of you stepping into the room. We acted as if they had continued so We could bring you closer each day."

As you register what her words imply, you begin to back into her room, closing the door behind the two of you. She trots over to the bed and lies down with a relieved sigh, having told you her secret at last. You gulp lightly and walk over, sitting down next to her. She looks up and you close the distance with a kiss. Her eyes light up as you continue and begin pulling off the jewelry you had dressed her in the evening before, slowly bringing her down to her bare fur.

She lies back as you lay the last piece carefully on the floor. You turn your attention to her body, drinking in her beauty as you resume your kiss for just a moment before kissing your way down her neck, shoulders, and chest slowly, savoring the feel of her velvet soft fur against your lips and cheeks. She moans softly as your mouth brushes across her slowly hardening nipples.

You take one into your lips, suckling gently, teasing her other teats with a hand as you do. You nibble gently at the nipple held captive in your mouth, and she shivers in response. Gradually you move on, eliciting a soft groan of protest as she quickly finds herself missing the sensation. You kiss your way down past her stomach and along her thigh, dancing past her crotch teasingly, avoiding it momentarily as the heat builds up within her. You bring your mouth back around, finally honing in on the source of her heat, gracing her marehood with a light kiss, a peck on the lips really. It's not even a second long, but she gasps nonetheless, color flushing her cheeks.

"P-Please" she begins, but you shush her gently, directing a light lick across her folds. Dragging your tongue slowly, savoring her taste, you elicit another adorable gasp. You smile, thinking that you really need to hear that gasp again and slide a finger down her folds slowly, reveling in how soft she is, and gently push it inside. The moan you get in response isn't cute like her gasps, but it affects you in a way you like just as well, you can feel yourself firming up behind your armor, your 'sword' rising in response.

You begin licking and fingering her a little more enthusiastically, using a free hand to remove your helmet, hair cascading out. Seeing what you are doing; Luna's horn lights up, lifting up your breastplate, forcing you lift your head and arms, momentarily ceasing your ministrations. You stand, unclasping the remainder of your armor, allowing it to drop to the floor piece by piece with a muffled clang. She pulls in a breath, seeing your fit body slowly revealed as you shed what little clothing you wear beneath your armor. You silently thank your trainer for beating you into shape as she inspects your sculpted body.

Luna lies forward, running a hoof down your abdomen, pausing just above your navel, taking a moment to look over your member before grasping it and stroking slowly. Her head lowers and she plants a kiss on the head, caressing it gently with her lips. You suck in a breath, watching as she slips her lips around your head, tongue rolling around, stroking, licking, suckling: the sensations build up, your senses overrun by stimuli. You toss your head back, letting your breath out in a massive, whooshing exhale. Her head dips down as she hears your breathing change.

The feel of her mouth amazes you: soft as silk, warm and moist... It's not long before you feel the edges of an orgasm approaching, the edges of your vision going black. You start thrusting your hips and moaning. She seems to understand that you are close and, redoubling her efforts, pushes you over the edge. You tighten up, ejaculating hard into her mouth as she takes you deeper than before, your come pouring down her throat as your dick brushes the back of her esophagus. She gags a little, but moans as well, sending vibrations through your cock, keeping you coming a moment longer.

When you've finished, she pulls your dick out with a quiet pop. She tilts her head back and swirls some of your seed around her mouth a moment before swallowing the last of it. You can't take it any longer! You push her down onto her back gently, rubbing the head of your cock against her wet, slightly parted lips for a moment before pushing inside her and rocking your hips slowly. She moans, wrapping her hooves around you, clutching at your back as you push deeper within her.

You push slowly, letting her feel every inch of your length. She moans and begins impatiently bucking her hips, pushing them up to grind against yours. You run your hands down her flanks, cupping her twin cutie marks, squeezing the moons. She gasps, grinding against you as your greedy fingers sink into her plump rear, stroking and squeezing, pulling her up, hips grinding together, bringing her wave after wave of bliss. Luna shudders and shakes, the muscles inside her contracting as she slides closer to the edge.

You find yourself nearing one as well, and decide to change tactics. You stop thrusting, eliciting a groan of protest, but you pay no mind. You wrap your arms around her, rolling over, leaving her sitting atop your waist. She lets out an excited squeal and begins bouncing on your shaft, her flank slapping your thighs loudly. You silently complement yourself on your brilliant choice of position: like this you can watch your thick pole sliding in and out wetly, Luna's excitement dripping out onto you, running down your inner thigh, staining Luna's flanks as she grinds her hips against yours.

As you both begin drawing near orgasm, you decide to kick it up a notch. You wait until she slides back up your shaft and quickly swipe a good deal of the wetness from your cock, getting your fingers quite slick. You stop Luna for a moment, asking her to turn to face the other direction. She does so, a lusty, yet puzzled look adorning her muzzle. Once her flank is facing you, she starts bouncing again eagerly. You reach out, grabbing her ass, spreading her cheeks. She gasps, but doesn't protest, a blush spreading across her cheeks. You rub and squeeze her wonderful rear for a moment as she rides up to the tip of your cock again, but before she can slide back down you slip your slicked up fingers inside her tight ass.

She screams in pleasure, clamping down around you and begins slamming her hips down, pushing you deep within both holes. You once again silently complement a choice: not yours, but rather, that of whomever designed Luna's tower. She's a screamer, and you're glad no one's around to hear her... You lose your train of thought as Luna begins pounding her hips down with a wet smack. *Groan* at this rate, you don't think you'll last much longer, given how tight She's gotten. Luna screams again, this time rattling the walls as she finally comes, clamping down hard, her inner walls milking your cock.

You oblige her, grabbing her hips and slamming them down, pumping load after load of your seed into her with a contented sigh. Once both of your orgasms have subsided she gets up shakily, your half-flaccid dick sliding out to land on your abdomen with a wet plop. She turns, lying down atop you, head snuggled into the hollow between your neck and shoulder with a happy sigh. You lie there silently for a while, basking in your shared afterglow. Eventually the two of you drift off to sleep, your last thought once again praising the foresight of the builder who placed her room so far away from other ponies.

Celestia swallowed past the lump in her throat, hoof raised to knock, just as it had been for the last ten minutes. She eventually shook her head to clear it as the noises subsided and trotted back down the hall the way she'd came, the only evidence of her former paralysis a damp spot on the carpet just before Luna's door.

Author's Note

This was rather awkward to write, even worse to type, but editing it?
-shudders- Remind me to never write clop again, this was painful to look at for a third time..