Twilight sent her magic dancing down Luna's barrel, caressing from without and within at once. A surprised gasp provided opportunity and she dove down upon Luna's muzzle, attacking it aggressively. Hungrily. She was driven in her assault. Controlled by something she couldn't name. Her tongue thrust deep into Luna's muzzle - roving, tasting, teasing. No quarter was given and she countered every attempt of Luna's tongue to strike back into her own muzzle. She was in command, and the slightest acknowledgement of that fact made her own fires burn all the brighter.

Some tiny, forgotten corner of her mind continued recording, analyzing, and interpreting despite the fact that she was otherwise lost in the moment. And it struggled to understand what had overtaken her. She had never acted in this manner: grasping at control, reveling in its addictive elixir.

She finally broke from the kiss in a gasp of her own as Luna's hooves ground against a particularly sensitive spot at the base of her wings, but she refused to become passive. She jerked her head down on impulse and nipped sharply at Luna's exposed throat, the moan and full-body shiver it caused leading to a pleasurable flash of lightning shooting down her own spine.

She didn't recognize these actions as her own. Even as Luna managed to stretch just enough to lick along her horn and she bit harder at Luna's even more open throat, she felt divorced from herself.

She'd never sought control in the relationship. Everything she'd read from what she considered reliable sources stressed that sharing and balance were important if a relationship was to last. As such she had forced herself not to simply give in to Luna's will if she didn't agree, and had always tried to assess how Luna might feel about something before presenting her own suggestions. But this...they never discussed this. It'd just happened and, despite the pleasures already attained and the ones yet promised by the moment, she worried that it was out of control. And yet, she was powerless to stop it.

Even that stubborn bit of her mind analyzing all this was briefly overwhelmed as she began rubbing herself along her lover's body. She'd pressed herself flat against Luna beneath her and the interplay of their bodies, fur, breasts, and sexual fluids made the contact a kaleidoscope of sensation. Her teats tingled madly from the soft stroke of fur in one direction and the rougher, almost-scratching of damp fur met against the grain of movement in the opposite direction.

And sensation extended beyond just touch. She could hear Luna's moans, whimpers, and panting as well as her own uncontrolled noises. The bed and sheets provided their own sounds - rubbing, squeaking, and creaking beneath their frenzy. The scent of Luna's body, the herbs used to freshen the bedding, the nearly overwhelming and intoxicating scent of their fluids all around fogged her mind. The scent was so thick in the air that she could even taste it on her tongue as she panted for breath. Oh yes, she recognized that taste from other encounters they'd shared, but this was the first time she'd not had to seek out the source for a taste. Her panting tongue dragged over Luna's neck and shoulder adding other flavors to those already singing through her befuddled mind.

In an effort of extreme will she pulled her head back and opened eyes she didn't even remember closing to take in the sight. Reflected moonlight from the open balcony bathed the form of the sweat and sex-stained alicorn beneath her. Luna's head remained thrown back with her teeth bared, and Twilight knew without needing to know how she knew that her release was close. The realization made her aware that she had begun grinding her own teeth at some point and that she was trembling on the edge of the abyss herself. Somehow, like earlier, her peak had snuck up on her as she lost herself in the sensation of the moment. It was like she'd stopped thinking and reverted to some animal state.

The thought shocked that tiny, reasoning bit of her mind back into awareness. And it was there that she found the answer. She'd given herself over to instinct. In giving herself over to feeling instead of thought during the earlier preening, she had allowed emotion to guide her instead of logic. And Luna had seen it when she turned the tables on her after – seen it and invited it! And Luna had chosen to give in herself.

It had taken less than a fraction of a second for all of this to click into place and suddenly Twilight felt connected with herself again. It was a sharing. But more, it was a sharing on the deepest, most basic level with no illusions or distractions. They were acting in sync because of their shared love and desire for each other. And knowing this, she thrust herself willingly back into the moment.

She pressed herself back down upon Luna, grasping her tightly as she could with her forelegs, and laid out her own spread wings against Luna's for their feathers to intermingle. She bit again at Luna's neck and felt her stiffen. Instinct told her that her love was at the peak. That one gesture or one word would launch her into infinity. Twilight's own proximity to the edge denied her the ability to use words, but she allowed instinct to guide her and shifted lower. Their teats rubbed across each other with a warm, wet roughness and, like before, it was key to Luna's release.

Twilight was nearly thrown as Luna spasmed madly beneath her and a wordless, noiseless scream was sent into the night. The bouncing as Twilight clung on happened by chance to thrust both of their sopping sexes together and the lightning strike upon her nerves as their clits slipped wetly together was her own trigger. For the second time that night her universe exploded.

But, unlike the previous time, she didn’t feel like she encompassed the universe. She felt instead that the universe shrunk to a tiny sphere that contained nothing other than herself and Luna. In this tiny universe they possessed no bodies, but existed instead as clouds of pure energy that overlapped and intermingled in a single greater entity. Lost within the union, she felt that she preferred this tiny shared universe to the entirety of the extended universe alone.

~*~

The two of them drifted lazily back to awareness together, clinging tightly to each other as though afraid for the moment to end. Little by little their hearts and breathing slowed and the rest of the world begin to impinge on their senses again. Luna held Twilight close, thanking the fates again for the circumstances that had brought them together.

As they lay there together, Twilight sighed and asked, “You’re not mad are you?”

“What do I have to be mad about?”

Twilight nuzzled deeper into her and mumbled, “The whole…control thing. I never asked how you felt about it, I just…did what I wanted and made you go along with it.”

Luna chuckled and lifted Twilight’s head just enough to kiss her. “You didn’t make me go along with anything, I did so quite willingly, I promise. And I enjoyed every minute of it.”

“But I didn’t ask first.”

Luna turned the two of them onto their sides and Twilight shifted up so that they could look each other in the eyes.

“My beautiful Evening Star… you have no need to ask. I trust you completely, and don’t want you ever to be afraid to be yourself and embrace your desires with me. I promise that if I am uncomfortable with something I’ll make sure you know. And I expect the same of you, if there’s something you’re uncomfortable with I want you to let me know too.”

Twilight was silent for a few moments before she smiled and gave Luna a quick peck on the lips. “Deal!” Then she pressed in for a deeper kiss before snuggling closer. “I hope you know how much I love you.”

“I do, and I love you just as much.”

They lay in silence for a few more minutes before Luna became uncomfortably aware of how the sheets were sticking to her fur and grunted in annoyance.

“I hate to spoil the moment, but I think a shower and some fresh bedding is in order. Then you can give us both a proper quick-preening with your spell and we can get some sleep.”

Twilight leaned away from her with a big grin on her face, “So you do admit that mine is better.”

“Not at all,” Luna replied haughtily. “But it certainly has its advantages.”

“Why you! I’ll show you advantages!”

The End

Author's Note

** Image is Embrace the Night by Backlash91. Stumbled upon it and it just really seemed to fit this story, so I asked to use it here.

So, there you have it. Re-write complete. There's still plenty of things I'm not entirely happy with, but I've spent enough time playing with old stuff and it's time to move on to new.

I'm hoping that at least some of you like what I did with it and that it wasn't a complete waste of my time messing with reworking it. Oh well, what's done is done. Hopefully I'll have fresh stuff for you all soon.

If preferred the original version, send me a PM and I'll be happy to send it to you. I'd considered leaving it up here as a single-chapter file for a while, but it seemed pointless when I gave it more thought.