A New Embrace

There was no fuss as the light of Marcus' wintery evening finally died . . . it was something out of the ordinary with his guests being more rambunctious than the foals napping in his bed. Well, except for Sombra; safety was his first priority and he was quick to have the baby bed built and set in his bedroom between his bed and the door, just in case Sombra woke up during the movie. The atmosphere in his house was a little calming, but still his status quo before tending to the needy alicorn waiting patiently on his couch with a large bowl of popcorn to try.

He couldn't imagine how she would react to tasting it. Telling was simply astonishing the princess and she was a little nervous when he offered to make her some.

Sadly though, Princess Luna had snuck herself into the snuggling before they were going to happen by annoying the hell out of her sister. Acting like a child and pouting the entire time in his chair while Twilight and Cadance snuggled on the second couch with a blanket to share. Both he and Celestia were a bit irritated by the blue pony making her advances while he put the foals to bed, asking personal questions and suggesting that he herds them bot or takes her as a mistress, or even as a significant other on the fact that she and Celestia have strict rules of never being favored in any way possible. This rule was strict and unfair, but Luna did have some kind of point in the matter, and it wasn't like there was another human around to adjust and accept a goddess for love.

About thirty minutes later, with certainty that he rocked Sombra to sleep, Marcus was free and able to leave the room to join Celestia for the movie she picked. . . the best part of his day after having to deal with her and Luna's bickering. He was unfortunately leeched by the lunar princess' wing when he walked past the girls to have a minute to himself, but upon passing his marefriend as she laid on her side invitingly, he realized he was getting the same pout Luna had.

"Marcus. . ." Celestia whined over the couch. He had to admit that he loved how cute she was doing that, but she could spare him a moment to do what is his addiction. So, he ignored her and escaped the clingy Luna by closing the door and locking it.

"I'm having a puff," he yelled through the door. "Just give me a minute."

"Hurry up," Celestia continued, this time using her advantage, which aggravated him. He was not like most people who had the desire to interact and socialize in every minute of their life. He preferred being alone, especially when it comes to smoking.

Celestia appeared in a flash of light as he went out in the garage to keep the smell of his vape from permeating his utility room. She began rubbing her cheek up and down his back to grab his attention. She was not going to be ignored or denied his attention.

I just want a fucking puff!

Marcus groaned in the midst of exhaling smoke, but Celestia would have none of it. She waited too long to have him. She interlocked her wings around his chest so he could not escape, and she kissed his neck repeatedly, continuing her whispers of amore:

"Let's go. Couch. . . movie. . . snuggle," she nipped his neck.

She was certainly determined. He took another puff and sarcastically wondered why she was acting so insecure. Marcus continued to treat this like it wasn't happening; if he addressed it he would not get his moment of smoking. The problem however was that Celestia would give up so easily. She decided that it was time to resort to the extreme measure. She teleported in front of him and pressed her lips against his after he finished exhaling the smoke, nibbling and moaning in his mouth teasingly, before putting her chest against his and putting a hoof on his butt, giving it a hard squeeze. She knew exactly how to push his buttons.

"You're not going to spare me a minute, are you?" He asked

She shook her head and kissed him again before answering:

"I haven't seen you in two years. We have so much time to make up for."

Finally, Marcus gave in to reciprocate the kissing and nibbling just a little to get her as aroused as he was right now. She laughed gingerly and pulled away.

"Not so fast, honey, we still have much to cover before the good stuff."

"Why do you sound so much sexier when you talk like that?" He chuckled, scooting his back against the wall. Celestia moved so he could do so, but quickly replaced her position upon his trapped form between the wall and herself. Now given what little space was there with her flanks touching the car, she had to be extra careful not to impale any part of him, before giving him another kiss.

However, the passionate escalation of her lips became less than what Marcus wanted when she began using her magic and took his vape from his hand, giggling. Clearly, Celestia was serious about making him quit.

"Come on, give it back." He requested with a gentle voice, but Celesia would not oblige. She was too busy looking at the device with a crucial eye whilst taking a sniff of the flavor she was ignorantly dripping from the tube onto the floor.

"I do not see the point of torturing your lungs with such a device." Celestia replied before turning the tip to her lips, curious as any mare can be. However, after a few seconds of seeing how adamant Marcus was having her return it in his hand, she pulled a fast one and mimicked his actions by holding the button with her magic and taking a small inhale of it.

Immediately, he throat felt that it was on fire and she gagged on the tarty razzleberry that was choking her. Her eyes watered like the fountain in her castle, and she was regretting every second of it as her human held her held and let her cough into his shirt.

"Can't hold your smoke?" he asked sarcastically, noticing how aggravated and desperate she was for air. . . a moment he would forever have as blackmail; that is if he ever needed to mess with her like that.

"By the heavens, that was horrible." Celestia coughed. Marcus, amused greatly, laughed at her while she kept it levitated just out of his reach. "You're not smoking any longer. I forbid you damaging your lungs any further."

"Says the mare who decided to try it herself." He uttered proudly and smugly. Celestia looked away frustratingly and put on the highest shelf in his garage, just at the edge where should he try to reach he would shake the shelves too much and lose it for good.

"That was a dick move," he uttered, glaring at the mare as she got wits about her again.

"I don't care if it upsets you." Celestia said smoothly and the two went inside the house before it got too cold. This time, Marcus was content walking inside to join the rest of the mares for the movie they waited very patiently to start. Why was he content. . . well he had the humor of his marefriend levitating a certain alicorn princess that had been pestering him but was not sitting in a chair, bound in a blanket that was enchanted to restrain.

Marcus' eyes locked with the pleading princess, her subtle communication for freedom as he sat down with the eager alabaster pony spitting raspberries at the heartbroken Luna.

This couldn't have gone better.

"Was this really necessary?" Luna asked as she wriggled in the blanket. Her magic would have helped her out of this dilemma, but even the princess of love put some effort to amplifying the enchant so that it took two in order to break the enchantment.

"Marcus, help me!" Luna pleaded, but he was too busy getting comfortable with his princess lying on his chest. He pressed the play button and ignored Luna as she tried the crocodile tears. It would have been effective, but. . .

"The tears are not going to help." Celestia told her sternly, snuggling in the crook of her human's neck. "You started this, and now I'm finishing it."

"But it's not fair that you have a mate!" Luna protested angrily. She was getting rather infuriated as to why her sister would not respect the rules they made as sisters desiring love. "You can't have a mate without sharing. That was the agreement we made when we were fillies."

"Yes, but we're mares now. And I don't share." Celestia joked subtly. Regardless, even being grown up and with desires of love, Luna did have a point. They did make the agreement, but why did she have to share the man she fell in love with? She was the one who put the effort into understanding him. She put all of her free time into making a rift in order to see him once more, so why should she share her human with her sister, who did absolutely nothing but make it troublesome for her.

"This is not over!" Luna snapped, grinding her teeth as the movie finally came to its dark atmosphere. "You will have to share!"

"I am not having this now." Celestia punctuated her frustration with a quick spell that shut the alicorn's lips. Once that spell did its work and Luna had nothing better to do than get comfortable, Celestia relaxed and watched from the corner of her eye her niece and student talking and giggling about her and Marcus.

"Please stop talking," Marcus requested, fighting the noticeable hint of lust in Celestia's touch. "That's something I can't stand during a movie."

"This is wonderful. . ." Celestia mused as she rubbed her hoof over his torso. Marcus' eyes narrowed to the alicorn touching him like due partially to how straight forward her actions were, but mostly due to the fact that she was being very abnormal. Kissing was normal, with a bit of teasing, but to have touch intimately, now he was concerned.

"Are you. . .Is something. . ." he was fumbling at the stroke across his stomach, and she giggled musically in his ear.

"I've missed you so much. . ."

"So the rubbing of my chest and stomach. . ."

"Are you displeased by my actions?" Celestia asked, with undeniable hurt in her voice.

"No. Not at all. I just thought you were trying. . . well you know. . ." Marcus looked away and focused on the movie as Celestia giggled in his ear. "It's not funny." The alicorn in question immediately wrapped her legs around his and pulled the afghan over their bodies, the poor man feeling quite stupid and ashamed for his one-track mind as she found the perfect spot to snuggle.

"Let's get back to the movie. . . " he said half-heartedly.

"I'm sorry dear. . . but that was quite humorous," Celestia said with a few residual giggles before planting a kiss on his neck and whispering in his neck:

"Still, that doesn't mean we never will. We just have a long way to go."

Marcus was moved by her words as the atmosphere in the living room began to rise with the movie, but he was intended on enjoying a peaceful night with his gorgeous mare lying on top of him and holding him for saving during every frightening moment that will take place. From his perspective, he had the perfect night with her on him and the right movie to deepen their feelings. A scare here and there to make the princess latch onto him when she is startled—he couldn't ask for more.

"Need extra warmth?" Celestia offered, draping her wing across the man. She curled her feathers under his free arm, the orientation of passion in a nuzzle while his fingers rubbed the bone tenderly. He blinked a few times at his response but then smiled with her.