June bit her lip and leaned against Moonray’s side, closing her eyes as his warmth passed through her blue coat and washed over her skin. He was perfect – there was no other way to word it. His rich, chestnut fur, his emerald eyes, his well-kept, obsidian mane... She sighed and wrapped her hooves around his foreleg.
He smiled and stared into her eyes, running his hoof through her crimson hair and placing it around her shoulders.
She liked that about him the most. Not the stare, of course, but how much of a romantic he was. He never ruined a moment by talking, unlike so many others, and he always found a way to make her feel special. Like that time he gave her a flower – usually an annoying, overdone trick that literally every previous suitor had tried on her. Yet Moonray wasn’t like them, and so neither was his flower like theirs. Rather than throwing the florist a bit or two for a rose – it was as if every stallion expected that stupid plant to be a magical key to her heart – he gifted her one made of folded paper, so intricate that it somehow looked more ‘real’ than the original.
June sighed again and watched a bird land on a nearby branch. It hopped from side to side, looked directly towards them, as if waiting for their attention, and then began to sing. There was no denying it – despite the bench being a touch uncomfortable, Moonray had once again chosen the perfect place to meet.
“June... my princess.”
“Yes, my prince?” She dug her cheek deeper into his side, her nostrils filling with his fresh, lemony scent.
“We’ve been in this relationship for a while now, and...”
“And?” June asked, smiling. She knew what he was about to say.
“Well,” – he gulped – “I’ve been wondering if you would be willing to... um...” He cleared his throat, his smile wavering only for a second.
June nodded at him. “Go on.”
“If you’d like to... move our relationship a step further.”
Finally! June’s eyes lit up like two little stars. She’d been waiting for him to say that for quite a while now – romantic gestures, compliments, and cute nicknames were great and all, but they alone wouldn’t suffice. But of course, he’d clearly picked up on that. He was perfect, after all.
“I’d love nothing more.” She leaned forward, pursing her lips.
He wavered for a moment, pursed his lips as well, and moved towards her.
June closed her eyes. Soon, their mouths would finally touch, and seal their love once and for all. She had no doubt he was a great kisser – he described it so beautifully in his poems; he ought to be!
June’s heart started racing as their lips made contact.
Moonray gave her a quick smooch and pulled away.
June stayed in place for a while longer, holding her breath. She breathed out and opened her eyes, the corners of her mouth dropping. “That’s it?”
His brow wrinkled as he frowned. “What do you mean, my love?”
“A... A peck? That’s all you’re going to do? We’ve been dating for over a month!”
He scratched his head, giving a cough. “Well, it is a step forward.”
“A baby step! My mother gives me pecks. I’d like to be more intimate with you than with her!”
“I’m sorry, I didn’t know you wanted to go this far so soon.” He sagged. “I thought you liked my advances.”
“I do, my love, I really do, I’d just...” She stroked his cheek. “I’d like to get a bit more. Other couples are who knows where after just a month together, yet we’ve barely left the starting field. Writing me poems and singing me sonatas under my bedroom window is wonderful – no matter what the neighbours say – but I’d much rather have you in that bedroom.”
“You mean...?” His cheeks reddened.
June furrowed her brow. “Well... it doesn’t have to be that right away, but I’d like to at least sleep in the same bed with you.”
“With our pyjamas on?”
June rolled her eyes. “If you want.”
“I think we could do that,” Moonray said, smiling. “Now, how about I try kissing you again? This time properly.”
———
June lay in her bed, stuffed in the pyjamas that she hadn’t used since last winter, yet smiling nevertheless. She looked Moonray in the eyes and tapped on the mattress. “Care to join me, my gallant knight?”
“S-Sure.” He gulped and gave her a crooked smile. “Let me just turn off the lights.”
Darkness flooded the room, with only the full moon shining some light inside through the window.
June waited for him to sit on the bedside and then wrapped her hoof around his neck, bringing him down to the pillow and planting a long kiss onto his lips. “Don’t be so nervous. There’s no reason for it.”
“Nervous? I’m... I’m not nervous.” He laughed in a shaky voice and tucked himself under the covers. “Anyway, have a good night’s sleep, my love.”
“You too, honey,” June said, pressing herself closer to him. She’d be damned if she let this turn into an ordinary sleepover. Slowly, she shuffled her hoof under the sheets, slipping it on top of Moonray’s chest. There she rested it and felt his heartbeat. “Are you sure you aren’t nervous?”
“Of course. Why do you keep asking?”
“Your heart is pounding so fast it’s like you’re about to have a stroke.”
He gulped again and chuckled. “It’s not nerves; it’s passion.”
“Hmm, is it?” June asked, purring as she stroked his chest. “It’s getting rather hot in here, don’t you think?”
“I’ll just go open the window then,” he said, and began sitting up. June pressed him back down.
“Don’t be silly.” She rolled on top of him and nuzzled his cheek. “Neither one of us is leaving this bed before dawn.” She felt something stiff pressing against her backside and smiled.
“Well, goodnight then.” He softly pushed her off him and wrapped himself in the covers.
June frowned and stared into the ceiling. This wasn’t going well – the pyjamas were so warm she was beginning to sweat, and he seemed to be either ignoring her advances on purpose, or was incredibly clueless. Maybe if she was more direct... She put her hoof on his chest again and dragged it downwards, until it finally touched the fun parts. Her cheeks turned crimson and she bit her lip as she felt it stiffening under his thick clothes.
He grunted, but did nothing to stop her. In fact, his hips thrusted up, pressing his member against her hoof even more. “You... You were right. It is getting hot in here.”
“Maybe we should get rid of our clothes then?” she asked, stroking him through the pyjamas.
His face went as pale as the moonlight that illuminated it. “I... think I’d rather we held onto them.”
June took a deep breath and wiped sweat off her brow. “Are you serious? I feel like a... baked potato!”
“I feel just fine.”
She put her hoof on his forehead. “Liar! Get out of those stupid pyjamas before you turn my bed into a swimming pool!” She tugged at her shirt and tossed it on the ground. It landed with a splat. Finally!
He followed suit, although at a much slower pace. “Can I at least keep my trousers?”
“Take a guess.”
He sighed and, under the cover of the duvet, took them off.
“I can’t understand why you even insisted on wearing this. It’s not the middle of winter.”
He looked away. “It felt appropriate.”
“Appropriate?” She smiled. “Let me show you what is appropriate.” She stood up from the bed and turned her backside towards him, lifting her tail. “Well? Better than pyjamas, don’t you think?”
He turned away.
June sighed and shook her head. “You’re right; this may have been too much.” She crawled back under the covers and showed him her back. “Let’s just go to sleep.”
Even a sleepover would be a step forward. A small one, sure, but a step nevertheless. She just needed to stay patient and give him time – if he didn’t feel like having a bit of fun yet, she wouldn’t force him. He’d only just kissed her; what was she thinking? That the moment the lights went off, they’d start fondling each other? He was a gentle and romantic soul and – her eyes went wide – and he was fondling her backside.
She turned around, a wide grin spreading across her face. “Finally feeling appropriate?”
“I just can’t stand to see you disappointed,” he said, blushing and averting his gaze.
June reached towards him for a kiss, moving her hoof towards his member. The moment the tip of her hoof touched it, however, he jerked back, moving to the very edge of the bed. “What’s with you?” she asked.
“N-nothing. I just... don’t want to rush that part. How about I focus on you instead? Make up for all the time you had to wait for this?”
“And what would I do?”
“You’d just lay back and enjoy.”
June smiled. “I think I can do that.”
He grinned and rolled on top of her, pressing his lips against hers. Their tongues interlocked in a matter of seconds, embracing each other like a pair of lovers.
“My,” she said, gasping for air, “aren’t you eager tonight.” She wrapped her hooves around his head and returned the kiss.
“I’ve got a lot of time to make up for.” He escaped her grasp and went lower, his tongue sliding across her chest and towards the belly button. There, he stopped, and made small, narrowing circles.
June moaned, lifting her stomach up. It tickled a bit, but that was nothing compared to the sensation starting in her groin – it was like she was slowly melting. She couldn’t help but shiver when his tongue got inside and continued circling there.
He slid out of her belly button and moved even lower. As soon as he neared the ‘fun’ parts, however, he stopped and lifted his head.
“What are you doing?” she asked, watching him disappear beneath the bed’s rim. His answer came in the form of his warm breath touching her honey pot.
The gust of air grew stronger and stronger as his face came closer, tickling her skin. His tongue landed right next to the entrance, circling it as well, but skirting the edges ever so often. She felt warmth down there. Incredible warmth and wetness, although whether that was her, the tongue, or a combination of both, she couldn’t tell.
As the circles grew smaller and quicker, his muzzle brushed against her lady parts. A touch here, a bump there, but it grew more common by the second, until he was practically nuzzling them.
June drew rapid breaths, her face flustered and hooves gripping the bedsheets. With each circle, she felt another wave of warmth spread throughout her body. With each bump or nuzzle, an ecstatic, tingling movement travelled up and down her spine and spread to the very tips of her hooves. The best part was, however, when she reminded herself that it was him she was with. Every other feeling intensified tenfold at that moment, her imagination running wild with fantasies of what he’d do next.
The tip of his tongue entered her crevice. She felt it go up and down at first, burying deeper and deeper while her moans grew louder and louder, but then he pulled out. She lifted her head and cocked her brow, only to arch her back in ecstasy as he sucked on her clitoris. It was as if instead of traveling up and down her spine, the tingling encompassed all of it and increased by the second.
“H-honey, I think I’m... I’m...” She clenched her teeth, her entire body shaking. His mouth pressed against her love button and nibbled it. She couldn’t take it anymore. With a loud “Gnnnnn” she felt all the sensations throughout her body spike and dissipate. Her back hit the mattress as she released the sheets and gasped for air.
Moonray’s head rose above her crotch, a streak of translucent liquid running down his face. “Do you have any towels around here, or...?”
“In the bathroom,” she said in a strained voice, digging her gaze into the ceiling. As the door closed behind Moonray and the room filled with sounds of running water, June’s eyelids grew heavy and closed.
———
She woke to the feeling of something wet trailing up and down around her ear and something warm pressing against her back. She smiled. Her dear counterpart hadn’t gotten his fill and craved for more – it was time to surprise him. She slid her hoof towards him in one slow, quiet motion, and grabbed straight for the prize between his legs.
She let it go right after she touched it. “What the—”
He jerked back like he’d been bitten by a snake and covered his stick under the covers. “Listen...”
“What the hay did I just touch?”
“My penis.”
“I’ve touched my share of p– I mean that didn’t feel like a penis at all!”
He frowned. “How would you know? You said you were a virgin!”
“I am.” She looked away. “Hoofjobs don’t count. Or blowjobs. Or... other things.” She blushed and looked back at him. “Stop trying to change the topic! It was way too soft and round at the top and... just what is it? Show it to me!”
“I... I can’t!”
“Why not?”
“Because... because...” His eyes lit up. “Because Princess Celestia forbid me from showing you!”
June furrowed her brow. “Why would Princess Celestia be interested in your junk?”
“Why are you interested? There’s nothing to see here!”
She sighed. “Alright, I’ve had enough of this.” She grabbed the covers and pulled with all her strength, slipping them from under him and sending Moonray toppling to the floor.
June was by him in a blink. “Alright, what the heck is this?”
It was all pink, wrapped in foreskin, and much smaller than a regular stallion’s penis – it wasn’t longer than a pencil. Not to mention the shape was all wrong – rather than being nice and square at the top, like the tip of a battering ram, this one was round and aerodynamic. Even the preputial ring was missing! At least the testicles looked normal.
“It’s nothing! Really!”
“Is that some kind of disease?” She scowled. “When were you going to tell me about it? What if you infected me?” She took a deep breath and started walking towards the door. “I need to go get checked.”
“No no no!” He jumped up and grabbed her hoof before she could storm off. “It’s not a disease; you’ve got nothing to worry about.”
“Then tell me what it is!”
“It’s... Well...” He scratched his head. “My mom was afraid of miscarriage when she was pregnant and she really bought into the nonsense of various ‘miraculous oil merchants’ and similar crooks. She purchased a whole lot of various tinctures and potions and who knows what else to help her with my birth and... well she ended up at the hospital with severe poisoning, and I ended up with this.” He pointed towards his crotch.
She took another deep breath and looked him in the eyes. “I’m not sure whether to feel sorry for you, or be angry at you for not telling me about this earlier. Does... it even work?”
“O...of course! Can’t you see it’s fully erect?”
June shook her head and fell back onto the bed, digging her head into the pillow. “You’re just making it worse!”
He sat next to her and sighed. “Look, I’m sorry I haven’t told you earlier, but... Why would this change anything between us? It’s an... inconvenience, but that’s all. I mean what we have together – that’s worth more than something as minor as this. A lot more.”
“I... guess that’s true,” June said, rolling onto her back and staring into the ceiling. “Is this why you’ve been so afraid to be intimate with me? I guess at least that’s out of the way.”
“Exactly! Now that you know, there’s nothing holding us back – I can do all those bedroom things you wanted me to do.”
“Yeaaaah... About that...” She looked at his pink lollipop again. “I’m not completely sure I want to do all those ‘bedroom things’ anymore.”
“Oh, don’t be ridiculous!” He laughed and lay down next to her, running his hoof along her foreleg.
“I don’t know... I’m not even in the mood.”
He tilted her head towards him and planted a small kiss on her lips. “Then let me get you into the mood.” His hoof travelled from her foreleg onto her stomach, and downwards from there.
She chuckled. “Twice in the same night? My, aren’t you ambitious.”
His hoof started rubbing her groin with the lightest of touches, earning a smirk from her.
“You’ve got to try harder than that.” She reached down and pressed his hoof against her love canal. “Now that’s more like it.”
She could feel the heat flaring up again, little by little. Each move he made sent this itchy, dancing sensation across her lower ‘lips’, but it was nowhere near the previous intensity. It felt nice but... muffled. She pressed the tip of his hoof inside, grinning as he started wiggling with it. She pushed it further in and panted. Energy coursed throughout her body with each millimeter, but it still wasn’t enough. She needed him deeper, to ignite her from within, but the hoof wouldn’t fit any further!
She groaned and pulled it out, dragging him on top of herself. “Alright, I’m in the mood now. You better be right about being able to do those ‘bedroom things’!”
He nodded and leaned onto her, the tip of his member tickling her groin. She wrapped her hind legs around his flank and pressed him in – they’d covered foreplay in the last round. Hopefully his equipment... She shook her head – better not think about it.
His member pressed in with a slow, delicate thrust, each centimetre taking over three seconds, and, when about halfway inside, pulled out at similar speed.
“Faster.”
She felt him inside, his penis parting her walls and massaging them. With each thrust, heat and tension built up inside her, and she moaned. If only he were a bit wider, she knew she could... “Go deeper!”
He grunted and rammed his shaft all the way in, up to his testicles.
“Deeper!”
She could feel him press against her backside, like he was trying push her away, but she still needed a few more centimetres – she could feel the unused space she had there, waiting for the touch that just wouldn’t come.
“I...” He moaned. “I think I’m about to come.”
Her eyes widened. She wasn’t anywhere near climax! “Just. Umm. Try to. Umm. Hold it in!”
“A...Alright!”
“Try going faster!”
He increased his tempo, pulling in and out at record speed. She felt herself grow more and more aroused, but still not quite enough – her groin was on fire, but the rest of her body was lukewarm at best.
He shook his head and squeezed his eyes shut. “I... I can’t, I’ll...”
“Don’t you dare!”
“Worry not, my subject,” a loud, female voice said from somewhere behind her.
“What— Ohhh!” June felt Moonray’s penis fatten up, grow into the size of an ordinary stallion and surpass it. It reached deep inside her, filling every gap and crevice, and when he thrusted...
June’s eyes rolled back as her entire body filled with flaming heat, and waves of electrifying tingling washed across her skin. Seconds later, he pulled out and sprayed her chest and face with thick, white semen, while her own juices trickled onto the bedsheets.
June gasped for air, focusing her eyes on Moonray’s upgraded tool. “What. The. Fuck?”
A tall, dark-blue pony with a flowing mane stepped into view.
June blinked and rubbed her eyes. Then she blinked again. “Princess Luna? What the hay is going on?”
“I’m the Princess of the Night,” Princess Luna said, smiling. “Thus it is my duty to come into your dreams.”
“This is a dream?” June’s eyes shifted back towards Moonray’s penis. “I guess that would explain that.” She looked to her sperm-stained coat. “Your Highness, with all due respect, may I ask why you had to choose this dream to visit? I... Yesterday I dreamt of flowery fields and bunnies – this one is an exception, I swear!”
Princess Luna shook her head, the smile on her lips widening. “Many a mare fears a new relationship. Especially when they think they’ve finally found the right partner. The most important thing to do when faced with such fears is to face them.”
“Fears? You mean...” June narrowed her eyes. “Wait. So, what you’re saying is that if my relationship is to be successful, I should look at...”
Princess Luna nodded. “Yes, it is paramount.”
June sat up and sighed, shaking her head. “This is ridiculous.”
“Nay. You’d be surprised just how common this is.” A red, wooden door appeared from thin air right before Princess Luna. “Come, I’ll show you.”
“Are you inviting me to go peek into other ponies’ wet dreams?”
Princess Luna cocked her brow. “Is that a problem?”
“Oh, no no no,” June said and got up from the bed, a grin spreading across her face. “Actually, I have several stallions in mind who I’d like to visit should they have such a dream and—”
“This is a serious matter!” Princess Luna said, the smile vanishing from her face. “These dreams are for the purposes of education and self-discovery only!”
“Oh.” June frowned. “I’m sorry.”
“You are forgiven. Now, onto our first destination.” Princess Luna stepped through the door.
“Wait! What about...” June sighed. “Nevermind.” She wiped as much of Moonray’s spunk into the sheets as she could and followed through the door.
She appeared in what seemed like the night sky, but with many doors all around them. She looked at Princess Luna. “Are we really going to visit all these doors?”
The princess shook her head. “Only a few, so that you may find the courage to face your fears.” She walked towards one of the doors and pushed them open. “Turn your gaze here.”
The moment June looked into the room beyond, some invisible force pulled her inside with a bright flash of light. She shook her head, blinking until her eyes adjusted to the dimness around her.
It seemed like they’d arrived in some kind of basement, with torches burning in the corners of the windowless stone walls. What really drew June’s attention, however, were the chains, leather straps, and sex tools hanging all around the room, as well as sprawled on the floor. A large torture rack stood in the centre of the room, shaking with the muffled cries of the gagged stallion tied to it. On the other side of the room stood a mare fully clad in black leather, staring at them like they were a pair of ghosts.
“Princess Luna,” June said, her eyes jumping from object to object, “I’m not sure what the point of this visit is, and I don’t want to know.”
Princess Luna chuckled. “This young mare is in a new relationship, like you, and has yet to face her fears. She’s afraid her new partner won’t understand her sexual preferences, and fears to confront him with them.” She waved her hoof and the torturing rack disappeared. Then she turned towards the leather-wearing mare. “Face your fears!”
The mare looked to where the rack used to be, then back at them. “What?”
“Face your feeeeears!”
Princess Luna flapped her wings, and the scene started getting brighter and brighter, until, with another flash of light, they appeared back in the door dimension.
“Your Highness,” June said, “what was the purpose of this, if you don’t mind me asking?”
“To show you that other couples go through similar troubles like you, and that you aren’t alone in your plight. Next, we shall visit somepony who had already faced their fears – you shall gain courage and determination from her example.”
Another door swung open, and another flash of light dug into June’s eyeballs. This dream travelling was getting very annoying very fast.
She groaned and rubbed her eyes. She stood in a spacious room full of luxurious, violet drapes, cedar furniture, and a king-sized bed in its centre. The massive chandelier overhead bathed everything in its yellow glow.
June’s face split into a smile. “Hey, I know this place. Lemony Gem lives here with her—” Her jaw dropped.
Lemony Gem was lying on the bed, her coltfriend ramming her from behind while she busied her mouth sucking off none other than Moonray!
“Your friend feared that bringing up the topic of a threesome with her lover would upset him,” Princess Luna said, “but in the end, she asked nevertheless. He was open to the suggestion and now her dreams are pleasant and worry free.”
“You slut!” June shouted, stomping towards the bed.
Lemony Gem waved her hoof at her, winking, as Moonray’s cum dripped from the sides of her mouth.
June roared like a wounded dragon and charged at her, preparing to deliver a devastating headbutt. Seconds before their skulls connected, however, another bright flash transported June out of Lemony Gem’s dream.
“Do feel courageous enough to face your fears now?” Princess Luna asked.
“Oh, I feel courageous, alright,” June said, gritting her teeth and rubbing her eyes. “I always found it suspicious how she ‘accidentally’ met Moonray every other day!”
Princess Luna smiled. “Wonderful! Then there is only one dream left. We’ll visit a couple that had been together for quite some time, to show you that even old relationships aren’t free of strain, and that even then, when you are old and married, you still have to face your fears.”
This time, June was ready and closed her eyes just in time to save her retinae from being incinerated. When she opened them, she wished she had let them burn.
The room was more than familiar to her – the orange curtains, yellow-painted walls, colourful bedsheets... Her old room at her parents’, just like she remembered it. What she didn’t remember, however, were her parents going at it so hard that the bed thudded against the wall with each of her father’s thrusts.
“I think I’m going to be sick...” June turned away from the scene and leaned against the wall, drawing heavy breaths.
“June!” Her mother said in an cheerful tone. “I was so afraid to ask you to come here but...” She moaned. “But now I see I made the right call! You watching us will... will give this the ‘spice’ me and your father have been searching for so long.”
“She doesn’t realise this is a dream,” Princess Luna whispered, winking at June.
June looked at the princess, bile rising in her throat.
“June...” her mother said, “June, look at me. It doesn’t give it the... spice otherwise.”
“No, mom, I will not look at you having sex with dad.”
“Then... Ah... Then why did you come here?”
June scowled at Princess Luna. “Why indeed?”
“As I’ve said before – so you can see that even old couples aren’t free of problems. In this particular case, however, you can also see that relationship problems don’t have to be just between the two lovers alone. Indeed, many problems stem from outside influences as well. As with all others, however, the solution to them lies in facing them.”
June shook her head, wincing with each of her mother’s moans. “Can we just go?”
“Indeed. I think it is time for us to leave.” Princess Luna cleared her throat and looked at June’s mother. “Face your fears!”
“What?” June’s eyes widened. “No, don’t! Don’t face them!”
The room grew brighter as Princess Luna started flapping her wings. “Face your feeeears!”
“Don’t you dare!” June shouted, closing her eyes. It was too late – another flash of light stabbed her in the eyeballs like a pair of sharpened forks, moments before they were fully shut. She could swear those flashes got brighter every time.
“So, my dear subject.” Princess Luna said, standing next to June back in her room. “Do you now understand the intricacies of relationships and the importance of facing your fears?”
June scowled. “The only thing I understand now is that my friend is a treacherous harlot and that my parents are a pair of perverts!”
“Oh? Then perhaps a few more visits are in order.”
“What?” June’s pupils dilated and she took a step back. “No! No, I misspoke, Your Highness! What I meant is that I am fully prepared to face my fears.”
“Are thou certain? It truly isn’t a bother for us.”
“Yes, I am certain, thank you! Now, do you think I could, perhaps, wake up?”
Princess Luna nodded. “So be it.” She cleared her throat and started flapping her wings. “Face your fears!”
June rolled her eyes.
“Face your feeeears!”
This time, her surroundings grew dimmer and dimmer, with the moon vanishing beneath a thick shroud of darkness. Soon, there was no light left.
———
June woke up with a start, springing into a sit. There was a sour taste in her mouth, and she felt wetness in her crotch.
“Honey, are you alright?” Moonray asked, sitting beside her. “You kept thrashing around in your sleep – I couldn’t wake you up.”
She stared him in the eyes. “I need to see your penis.”
“W-What?”
“Sorry, my dear, but I have to face my fears.” She grabbed his sheets and pulled.
He pulled back. “What are you talking about? You’re acting weird, June!”
“I’m really, really, not in the mood for bargaining with you. Just show it to me. Right now!” She yanked at the sheets with all her might and sent them flying off the bed. She gazed upon Moonray’s stiffening member and, suddenly, a strange, new feeling washed over her. The thoughts that ran rampart in her head, especially after Princess Luna’s visit, slowed to a crawl, she felt her muscles relax, her heartbeat slowed... Most importantly of all, however, a large, metaphorical weight she hadn’t realised she’d been carrying up until then had lifted.
“H-honey, I was going to tell you, I swear, I—”
She pressed her hoof against his mouth and lay down on the bed, a small smile dancing on her lips while her eyes filled with tears and her body shook with small, inaudible sobs.
It was too big.
The end.
