To Build a World

Henry reached out, touched Luna’s face with his hand. She recoiled slightly, before letting his hand rest on her face. “My dear Luna,” he said softly, “I could never not love you. You are most precious to me. You know that…” he lifted her chin to look into her eyes. “Don’t you?”

“We know, father,” she whispered.

“Now, what was your nightmare really about?”

The night enveloped them as they lay beneath the sheets. Luna looked into a face she couldn't quite make out as her body quivered, and the warmth inside her chest grew more intense. She placed a hoof against his chest, testing, making sure he was there, with her, in that moment. She smiled, and a tear welled in her eye.

The man whose face she could not see reached out with his hand and caressed her cheek. Luna could feel her face flush as he leaned in and kissed her lips, gently at first, then growing in intensity until, finally, he pulled her as close as they could physically be. Luna closed her eyes, wrapped her legs around him, her wings enveloping them both. She could feel the desire in his kiss, and she was sure he could feel the desire radiating from every fiber of her being.

The man ran his hand from her face down her neck, across her torso and abdomen, stopping only when he came to the beginning of her legs. She moved for him, making it easier for him to reach her pulsing marehood with his fingers. He massaged her a little bit, kissing her neck while she moaned softly. She pulled him closer with her hooves and wings, and as she did so he slipped two fingers inside of her. Luna gasped.

She couldn't see it, but she could feel the man was smiling. He reached in, deeper and deeper, rubbing the inside of Luna's vagina until she could feel herself on the brink. She forced the man to pull his fingers out, brought them to her lips and sucked her juices off, staring at his face.

"Luna?"

She looked in her father's direction, but did not look at him.

"Are you alright, Luna?"

"We..... we are fine, Father."

Luna kissed the man's chest, working her way down his body until she was at his waist. She looked up at him, smiled, and began to pull his underwear down with her hooves, until the member practically smacked her in the face. She stared at it, her marehood swollen and throbbing, and then kissed the tip. She could feel the man's reaction.

She kissed it, up and down, lightly, before she began to lick it. She loved his taste, not quite salty but not entirely clean tasting, either.

'This must be the taste of love,' she thought.

She lowered her head, began to lick at his balls. Luna had never been so happy as the man moaned with her actions. She smiled, mostly to herself. She raised her head and licked up the member until her mouth was at the tip. She opened her mouth, saliva dripping down the shaft as she positioned herself on her bed. She lowered her head, and took him in.

Luna swallowed, looking away from her father.

She moaned into her pillow as the man, who now sat behind her, licked her marehood as he grabbed her ass. He moved up, began licking her asshole, and Luna moaned even louder. Somehow, she managed to look back at him and control herself long enough to mutter simple directions.

"Go in," Luna said to the man. "I need you in me. Now."

The man got up to his knees, pulled Luna closer to him. She let her mouth fall agape and her eyes lose focus as she felt the tip of his head begin to slip inside......

Henry looked at his daughter. Concern began to cross his face. However, Henry was nothing if not patient.

He waited.

The man thrust inside of her, harder and harder.

"Both holes," she moaned. The man obliged, shoving three fingers into her ass. She could feel herself tighten up, could feel the sensation of his fingers inside her anal cavity, thrusting in and out. She pumped, likewise, against him, the two of them in perfect unison. Luna panted as they went harder and faster and stronger. She virtually yelled when she came, her marehood squirting juices all over the man's member, which she could feel hardening even more inside of her. She knew what was going to happen. She didn't know how, but she knew.

She pulled him out of her and sat on the floor, her face just below the man's member. She put her mouth on the tip as he rubbed it back and forth, growing in veracity until Luna felt the hot liquid squirt into her mouth. She moved her head up and down the top of his shaft, moving his hands away and using her hooves to stroke his penis, greedily milking every last drop.

When no more drops came out, she sighed, finally full with love.

They lay against each other, both smiling, both content, both full of each other and full of happiness. Luna kissed the man's chest.

"I love you," she told the man. She closed her eyes.

When she opened them, the man was gone. She was alone again. The lust that had just been satisfied was now once again within her at full force, begging to be satiated. Luna could feel a pit grow in her stomach, an emptiness beginning to form in her heart. She sat up.

"No, no, no, no," she said. "No. No. No no no no no!" She flung the covers from her bed, looking around the room. "You cannot leave. You cannot do this to me again. We need you." She lowered her head. Despair grew hard and heavy, flowing through her veins like amorphous tentacles. "Don't go....." she whispered. "We need thee."

Luna looked at her father. Her eyes focused.

"Luna, what was your nightmare?"

"We had a dream thou died," she lied.

Henry held her close. "Shhhh, dear Luna. I will never leave you. That, I promise."

Celestia could no longer hear the noise which had drawn her into Everfree forest, but she did not buy her initial thought that the raptors had left the area. No; she may have not had much experience with such animals, but she was a very studious pony, and spent many hours in her father's lab and library, pouring over book after book after book, diagram after diagram, after he had taught her how to read. There was not a book she had no read on ethology, and she was convinced that the raptors were now simply being quiet. If they had left, surely she would have noticed some telltale sign, some cracking stick or rustle of leaves, of their retreat.

No, Celestia told herself, they're still there. They're just not making sounds. As quietly as she could, she continued to step forward, careful footstep after careful footstep.

The female lay with her eyes closed, her head still resting on the lip of the nest. The forest was relatively quiet around them, the native animals still too uncomfortable to break the silence that lingered after their scuffle. The male opened his eyes and looked around. His bothers were nowhere to be found, driven away by his mate. He closed his eyes and lowered his head next to her. He was attached to his kin, but his attachment to his chosen mate was stronger.

Celestia walked slowly, deliberately. Her eyes widened slightly when they first saw them, laying in their nest together wit their eyes closed. They certainly didn't look like predators to Celestia, but then again, she had never exactly seen a raptor before.

Hmm,  maybe they don't usually look like that, she thought to herself. They do look like of funny.....

Both animals were covered in feathers, course and almost flight worthy on their forelimbs, from what Celestia could tell. The smaller of the two was the more colorful, the red streak on its featherless face far more intense than the streak on the other. Celestia figured that was the female; after all, mares were generally smaller and more colorful than the stallions in the towns she'd seen.

The smaller of the two sniffed, opened its eyes and raised its head up, looking in her direction. Celestia didn't lose a second on anything other than productivity.

"Hello, I am Princess Celesti -"

She was cut off wit the intense hiss which emanated from the animal's mouth as it stood up, its form going from funny to intimidating. She could see the claws on its forelegs, the more terrifying claws on its hind legs. The other animal was suddenly up along side it, hissing as well. They began to walk away from each other, beginning to encircle the equestrian princess as they hissed, their arms outstretched and their heads bobbing.

Without  much thought on her part, Celestia's wings extended and her feathers ruffled. Her hair seemed, as it always did, to somehow manage to move on its own as she eyed the two animals. She began to feel very uncomfortable about the entire situation.

The raptors continued to encircle her.