Celestia, previously Princess Celestia of Equestria, Diarch of the Sun and Ruler of the most prosperous country on the planet, made her way up the stone street surrounded by guards that did not answer to her. Things had gone badly in the last few years, and no matter how much he frustrated her, it only reinforced just how important the Lord of Chaos was. Then that fool of a pony had struck Discord down in his sleep, claiming to be acting for the betterment of the world, bringing true order to the world. But it had only released the chaos the draconequus embodied. The sun and the moon followed their own paths now, unresponsive to the alicorns who once guided them. The loss of their charges had impacted both Luna and Celestia magically and physically, the sisters reduced in stature to that of a regular alicorn, only slightly larger than Cadance due to their age. She kept her head high, though. Her sister and former student needed the reassurance at the moment, and she couldn't let her mask fall after coming so far.

"Sister, I do not think I find this course of action advisable any longer." Luna said, nervously looking around the streets. The buildings were strange, many done in a way that made the residential district of Manehatten look downright artistic. Walking here and there, creatures of every size, color, and species wandered the roads. Even the guards were a mixed bag, a young drake bringing up the rear while two diamond dogs stood at either side. A thestral led the way, leading them past other patrols that contained ponies of all tribes, changelings, griffons, canines, and dragons. To their shock, there was even a crystal pony in the market they were escorted through, peddling his wares to the crowds.

"I-I'm with P-Luna on this one, the situation began as highly unpredictable and has only degraded from there." Twilight said, eyes nervously flicking to the suppressor on her horn. It wasn't just any suppressor either, but a three-tiered linked band specifically made to stop all forms of magic an alicorn could access, including flight. That alone had thrown Celestia for a loop, as most countries would only think of her active magic as a threat. Obviously the ruler of this country was taking no chances, and making it obvious that there would be no easy way out for her.

Donning her usual serene smile, she gave both her companions reassuring looks. "The ruler has promised to meet with us. That is more than most of our old allies are willing to do. I'm certain we can find an arrangement that benefits us all." Now if only she could tell herself that several more times, the white alicorn might start to believe it as well.

"But we know nothing about him, other than the fact he built this city from the ground up, according to the residents." Luna said, pursuing a better reassurance. "The guards do not speak of anything to us, the citizens look at us with curiosity at best, we are thoroughly restrained despite these being 'peace talks'... sister, we should not be here, we should not have come."

"Where would you have us go, Luna?" She asked, facing her sister even as they continued to approach the castle. "The griffons and minotaurs declared war the moment they knew our power had waned, we cannot go to Cadance, as her country is besieged, and those who did no outright attack us refuse to give us asylum." Normally such talks would only occur in a private setting, but there was no reason to do so at this point. The situation of the ponies was well known throughout the world now. The only thing the white alicorn was thankful for was everyone she held close was still unharmed, and the Crystal Empire was nearly impervious to siege when the Crystal Heart was empowered. In addition, with all the land the Heart covered, starvation was not a worry for the Empire, as the harvests could continue throughout the year.

Luna stared ahead for a few moments, mind attempting to latch onto any idea. "There are, what of the untamed lands to the west?" She said hopefully. "We could take our subjects there, we could build anew and-"

"Luna, you saw our ponies. Do you really think they are capable of marching for days on end with no supplies and no real hope?"

"I still want to know how an entire city, one that's this developed and populated, and with technologies I've never even heard of, let alone dreamed of, could have grown without anypony saying anything about it!" Twilight yelled, stomping a hoof into the stone paved street in frustration. "The lights lining the streets don't have any magic as far as I can see, the guards all have weapon styles I've never seen before, the guards at the gate watched a bucking changeling drop it's disguise right in front of them and let it in-"

"Watch your words, alicorn." One of the diamond dogs cut her off. "The changelings have earned their place here, just as surely as the other races. Your being allowed passage and an audience with our ruler, it would be best if you didn't start your stay by questioning the Lord's decisions."

"That's another thing, why a lord? I know it's a title of importance, but there are better ones to choose from."

The dog just snickered, while the dragon huffed in amusement.

"He's said many times that he respected the tradition of rulers not taking the title of king, placing it as a position of reverence for the King of Old. I think I also heard him say something about not liking the title of Emperor, as it had evil connotations amongst his people. Something about a 'dark side'." The dragon said.

Luna snorted at the guards. "My questions are not important enough to warrant an answer, but hers are?"

"She didn't ask about our countries military strength, its economic production capacity, the process involved in creating our armor, or your hundred or so other questions about things delegates don't need to know." The thestral responded.

The group lapsed into silence after that, slowly approaching their target. It was strangely spartan to Celestia's eyes, used to her decadent palace of gold and marble. The structure was sturdy, that much was certain, but other than a few tapestries bearing symbols she couldn't decipher and a well kept, if small, lawn the castle could have been mistaken as a nobles estate. Actually, it could have passed as a nobles summer home, like the one her nephew had kept just south of High Talon.

"That's his palace?" Luna asked, thoroughly unimpressed. "I've seen restaurants with more decorations. Who does he hope to impress with this?"

"He doesn't try to impress, miss. The lord hates overly decadent places, said if he needed an army of servants to keep it clean it was 'too fuckin' big', and he'd be able to function just fine as long as he had four things; a throne room to hold court, a large ballroom, some guest rooms, and his personal quarters. A few more rooms were added as their importance was brought to his attention, but for the most part the lord isn't a fan of ostentatious buildings."

Celestia frowned, the phrasing sounding familiar to her somehow. She'd heard a few ponies use the alien word over the years, but most had no idea just how exotic the word they were using was.

"I've heard that word several times in the past." Twilight said, looking to the Diamond dog. "Would you happen to know it's actual meaning or history? Most ponies I ask say they don't know, that they'd just picked it up somewhere and there were no books that I could find that made mention of its origin."

"It's an expletive." Celestia answered, quickly falling into a lecture mode as they were escorted into the palace. The familiarity of the role helped calm her nerves. "It actually is often used as an alternate way to say mating, at least that's what I remember. Believe it or not, it's not Equestrian in origin. In fact, the word doesn't originate from our world."

"There are several other words like it, but for some reason that one seemed to be the most...virulent." The white mare said with a frown. Before her, the large doors were opened, allowing the group into the throne room.

"Equestrian delegates here to meet with the Lord of Metrocity" A guard to the left announced.

"Wait, Metrocity? Why would you pronounce it like that?!?" The purple alicorn ranted, the incorrect pronunciation leaving her left eye twitching.

"Because it's funny." A voice answered from across the hall.

Celestia's eyes widened as she took a look at the being sitting upon the throne. "Impossible." She breathed.

On the throne, the lord just grinned, that same shit-eating grin her soldiers had described to her so many years ago, that same shit-eating grin he'd had when she'd ordered him brought before her, that same grin he'd kept even as she ordered him exiled from her country to prevent the impending disaster his presence all but guaranteed. The only difference was the grin wasn't attached to a metal-grey furred and white maned pegasus with an unnatural understanding of physics and magic and an inability to walk a straight line. It was instead attached to a large, metal-grey furred and white maned alicorn, looking down on her group like a foal that had just been delivered its hearth-warming gifts. He was built just as she'd assumed he'd be from the attitude she'd remembered from their last encounter, lithe enough to retain agility, yet with enough muscle showing through his fur to mark him as a warrior. Instead of the grey flank she'd seen on him so many years ago, there was instead a large shield, set before a strange downward-turned blade much like the one her knights had found him with. One that was not made for a pony, or diamond dog, or any species she'd seen on Equis. Even his armor, patchy as it was at that time, was fitted for a different creature. In fact, she was certain the stallion had murdered the previous owner, until her mages revealed it was in fact his blood all over the items. The same armor that sat to the side of the throne room, properly displayed in its original form, clearly belonging not to an alicorn, but some sort of bipedal creature. His eyes too were the same, those green eyes that seemed to be able to track every movement in the room he occupied.

"I do believe you remember me, don't you Tia. It's an absolute pleasure to see you again."

Even after decades to puzzle it out, she'd never figured out why that grin caused her to feel so much anger. Seeing it once more, this time attached to the one being on the planet that had offered her ponies sanctuary, it was all the ex-princess could do not to either scream in impotent rage or break down and cry.

"Ares." Celestia said, eyes narrowing on the stallion.

"I'm honored, you do remember me! Here I thought you'd managed to flush it from your mind like so many other bad experiences, like your little drunken fiasco two hundred and fifty years or so ago." He said, his smile never faltering. "Guys, I'll be fine, take a hike." He said to the guards in the throne room, dismissing them with the wave of a hoof.

"H-how do you know about that?!" The alicorn stuttered, her cheeks tinting pink in embarrassment.

"Please, Tia. We both know, or at least I assume you've figured this out by now, that alicorns have extremely strong constitutions. Did you really think a couple of tankards of cider would normally have enough kick to knock you on your flank? Oh, now add a bit of child-like wonder to it, something you've never tasted before and wouldn't recognize, and suddenly everything is awesome. Everything is new and shiny, you want to touch everything, to feel everything. To taste everything." He finished, raising an eyebrow suggestively. "Honestly, though, you were starting to crack, worrying yourself sick over your sister's nearing return. The elements still weren't activating, as they wouldn't for nearly another two hundred years. I didn't like what you did to me, kicking me out when I was so miserably lost and weak, but I still knew you were important. I couldn't risk the sun falling when the moon was already out of the picture. So I gave you what you needed. Or better yet, I gave you an opportunity for a distraction and, what was his name... Grand Scepter? I gotta ask, Tia.." The grey male said, chuckling at her embarrassment.

"Was it?"

"What?" Twilight asked in confusion.

Luna puzzled out the statement, answering the younger mare. "I do believe he's implying that the stallion's-"

"No, I understood that! I mean, it's just, uh, I- Princess Celestia, you know him?"

"Oh, me and Tia here go way back. We're talking, what, six hundred years almost? Around that, anyway. Your a lot like her, you know. Just as much of a perfectionist, though she's better at hiding her blow-ups. I assume that comes with the extra experience." Ares said to Twilight. "I don't like her, but I don't hate her. I also certainly don't want a repeat of 428 before Luna's return. You know the Shifting Sands desert used to be a mountainous region? Dig deep enough under that sand, and you'll find glass."

"Tia likes to pretend she's above such 'base emotions' as anger and sorrow, but she just stockpiles them, don't you Celly?" He said, turning to the white alicorn. "After all, you need to be perfect, can't let anyone know just what kind of person you are at heart. I think most of the nobles would have a heart attack if you ever dropped that mask. Or is it even a mask anymore?" He said, the grin falling from his face finally. "We have a saying back home, you know. Sometimes we become so comfortable with the mask, we forget how to take it off, forget the person that exists behind it. Do you remember who you were before you were Princess Celestia? Can you let her go?"

Taking a steadying breath, Celestia focused on the stallion on the throne. "We are here to discuss the protection of my ponies. I came here to seek asylum for my subjects, and you have offered it."

"Right to business then." Ares said, his face becoming unreadable. "I've already taken the steps needed. Even as we speak, I have my people directing the refugees to prepared housing until something more permanent can be done for them, be it settling a nearby area or joining the city. I think you're going to have to learn something though, Celestia. Equestria is gone. Maybe someday you can rebuild it, take it back from the aggressors, but that day is not today. It's probably not going to be tomorrow, or the next year, maybe not even this decade. This little group here is currently a bunch of nobles without a country. Not only that, but two of you have been disconnected from your elements. But no matter what happens, your new lot in life doesn't seem to register, so we're going to do this through system shock. Your ex-subjects are safe, and will be treated as any being that visits, even given the usual chance at citizenship if they wish to pursue it."

"You however, Tia. I have a special task for you." He said, shifting in his throne.

The three alicorns before the throne gaped in shock at the obscene display before them. Ares had adjusted himself, now reclining against his throne with his hind legs spread wide, giving the mares an unobstructed view of his equipment. He grinned viciously at the white alicorn, even as she took a step back.

"Do you remember the last thing I said to you before you had me muzzled after you exiled me from your land, Tia? Kicked out of a land I already didn't understand into an infinitely more dangerous world? A world that would have killed me if I was any other being, a being who had already been subjected to such danger and hardship? I do. Come on now, I'm sure if you think hard you can remember it."

At her continued reluctance, or possibly lingering shock, he continued. "Come on, Celly, repeat after me. 'Princess Celestia of the Coming Dawn. You. Can-"

"-kiss my hairy balls." The alicorn finished in a whisper, eyes widening with horror as the implication struck home.

"There, that wasn't so hard was it? And remember, dear ex-princess; one for each. It's bad luck having one get jealous of the other." He said pointing a hoof at his grey orbs.

"Your insane! Your absolutely mad if you think my sister would do such a thing!" Luna yelled. "Besides, you weren't even a citizen, how did exile truly harm you?"

"Oh, I think my offer is quite generous. She merely needs to let go of her pride, the same pride that's put you all in this situation, do what I've asked, and I'll forgive her. Forgive her exiling me, forgive her imprisoning me with no reason given besides she thought I was trouble, forgive the fact that she assumed I had murdered someone, thus leading to her guards deciding whatever punishment she would assign wouldn't be enough." He listed, turning a cold expression upon the while alicorn. "Forgive the fact that you clipped my wings before throwing me out, robbing me of the one advantage my new form came with. Forgive the fact that you tried to steal my armor and weapons, tools that I'd created myself to defend myself from an impossibly hostile world.." He was quiet a moment, staring into the mare's eyes with disdain. "They dislocated my left wing, you know. For a long time I thought you'd ordered it. I was actually pleasantly surprised when Iron Heart was removed from his post for mistreatment of criminals after that falsely accused stallion was freed, and pursued recompense for his injuries."

"What do you mean her pride is the reason for our trouble?" Twilight said cautiously, attempting to keep her eyes from wandering. There was no way they could fight their way out, not with the extremely thorough restraints placed on them, so she knew they would be forced to play the stallion's game.

"She told you about how the Zebrican High Council wouldn't help you, right? Or how the dragons, minotaurs and griffons were not going to talk no matter what she did? I bet she didn't tell you how she made the Zebrican High Council visit her in person to request aid when their country was devastated by droughts. Won her a ton of support from her subjects. The Zebricans, not so much. The other races were looking at your plump little country for years, but the giant flaming pony on the throne kept them in check. She also went out of her way to punish them for their overly aggressive tendencies whenever she could with sanctions and political defeats. Without that doom hanging over them, well, Equestria was just too good of an opportunity. If they saw her on the field of battle now, she'd be a legitimate target. But we're getting off track here, aren't we?" The alicorn said, redirecting his gaze to the white mare. "I'm waiting."

"This could have been easier, you know." Ares said, his grin never fading even as Celestia slowly approached the throne. "I told you to come by yourself, didn't I? It would have just been me and you, Tia. No one else here, no added embarrassment."

The white alicorn closed her eyes, taking deep breaths to calm herself. Her pride was screaming at her to stab the fool in his nethers with her horn, but Twilight and Luna would be caught up in the repercussions as well. Not only that, she knew that wouldn't do more than put the stallion out of commission for a few days. She resolutely took another step forward. Faintly, she could here one-time student pleading with her, her sister yelling at the stallion, but she couldn't make out what they were saying. Her focus was on her target. One kiss each. Two kisses total, and she could stay with her ponies. The pony she'd exiled out of paranoia would drop any issues he'd taken with her over the years, and the matter would be settled. Stepping closer to the throne, she began to do what she always did during unpleasant court affairs; she planned for the future. She calculated the time it would take, the resources she would need to take back her home. She strategized how best to hit her enemies, be it economically or militarily.

Finally she reached the throne. She looked down slightly, not wanting to see the smirk on the stallion's face, but having it appear in her minds eye regardless. Her sister and student, no, her sister and her friend were both silent, likely unable to believe what they were seeing. Taking a halting breath, thick with the musky scent of the male before her, she leaned forward slightly, working herself slowly closer to her damnable target.

Everyone in the hall was silent as the white mare finally reached the throne, the purple alicorn hiding her eyes behind her hooves while the dark blue alicorn seethed, directing a blistering glare his way. For his part, Ares didn't really care. The alicorn before him had nearly killed him several times over, and he'd originally planned to return the favor. The only difference was that he wouldn't cut it close.

Time changes things, however, and as his situation changed, his plans for the alicorn changed from murder to public humiliation, planning on setting her in stockades before his palace each day for a year, maybe longer depending on his mood, less if he got to watch her pelted with rotten foods. Just enough to feel his need for vengeance sated. Then her country had fallen, the survival of most of her subjects only possible because he'd had agents slip her bumbling guards the physical invasion plans from the griffons. At the loss of her country, it faded to just something between the two of them, just making the mare do something that would turn her stomach inside out. Even his current plan was more out of frustrated anger than hatred, as the alicorn still introduced herself as the Princess of the Sun.

Watching her lean closer, he could feel a tingle of excitement run through his body. Not sexual excitement, despite the lewd task he'd set her to perform. It was the rush of seeing the one who'd held absolute authority over him so long ago at his mercy, obeying his commands no matter what. To his frustration, she stopped just short, her eyes unfocused and forcing herself to breath through her mouth. Growing uncomfortable in his current position, he wrapped a fetlock around her horn, pulling her muzzle the last few inches to his body, resting her snout against the soft fuzz of his sack.

"C'mon, Tia. Your almost there, one kiss each and I'll let it all go." He whispered down to her, fetlock still wrapped around her horn.

For a moment nothing happened, save the hot breath from her muzzle on his sensitive fur, but then she slowly shifted. It was faint, but soon, he felt the slight pull of a kiss on one, then she slowly shifted to the other, planting a second kiss.

"There, that wasn't so bad now wa-!" His tease died quickly, the alicorn resisting his attempt to push her horn away as she planted a third kiss over the second, before planting her muzzle against his skin and inhaling deeply. Shock rapidly shifting to confusion, the stallion looked up at the mares form and watched as her wings slowly presented themselves and her tail flagged high in the air. He was left confused for only a moment before the mares breath was blown out over his tingling skin, causing him to give a quick gasp. Then she began in earnest.

"That's quite enough, thank you. You can stop any ti-Hi!" He shuddered as she kissed once more, this time much more forceful, almost pulling him into her muzzle with the suction. Then his legs went stiff, the sensation of a long slick tongue dancing over his twitching orbs making itself known. It was more pleasure than he'd felt in recent memory, hell, more than he'd ever felt before and he grunted through gritted teeth, feeling himself start to slip out of his protective sheath. Almost immediately the slick muscle found the escaping organ, sliding over it repeatedly in an attempt to draw it out further. She lathered it in her saliva, laying soft kisses over its length before returning to its base every few moments, being sure to work over the newly revealed skin as it became accessible. Then, just when he thought it couldn't be any better, she gave a suckling kiss to the head and-

Ares weakly pushed against her horn, the pleasure fogging his mind even as he tried to reign back control of the situation. Soon the white mare was pulled from his throne, a loud wet pop sounding as her mouth was removed from his tool. Attempting to shake the lust from his eyes, the alicorn looked down to see Luna and Twilight physically holding the other mare back, Celestia's eyes unfocused and drool running down her chin as she continued to try to push towards him.

"Sister, stop, retain your control!" Luna said, struggling against the larger female.

"C-control?" Celestia said faintly, a manic giggle following before she yelled at her sister. "Do you know, how long I've kept control!?!"

Slowing in her push back to the throne, the wild-eyed princess stared at Ares, hunger in her eyes. "Do you know how long I've worried about snapping the pencil's I've been forced to choose from over the years, unable to enjoy a real rut for fear of breaking the stallion? Do you know how long I've been without, when I realized the substitutes would never scratch the itch?" Suddenly she renewed her push, bringing her sister and pupil along with her. "I even tried a bucking drake, and just ended up bleeding and scratched with a broken wing! Tartarus-damned wyrm didn't even get me off!"

For his part Ares was far from idle. Coming down off of his throne, he breathed in the thick scent of feminine arousal in the air. His ears twitched as the white mare spoke, the sound of a light pattering on the floor alerting him to her dripping slit. Feeling a damp spot under his hoof, he raised it to his snout, taking in the scent of her fluids. It wasn't something he'd expected or planned for, but now, it was all he could think of. It was all that was on his mind. The mare's lust-filled eyes, her splayed wings soon being matched by his own, her tail easily visible over her back as it waved at him from a few paces away.

No, it wasn't what he'd planned at all, but he was adaptable. He'd happily give them both what they wanted right now.

With a flash of light the two disappeared, leaving Luna and Twilight alone in the hall, the heavy scent of arousal from both parties hanging in the air.

The purple alicorn took one look around the now much emptier throne room before she realized what had happened. Holding her fetlock over her snout, the alicorn sighed.

"Buck."

Luna, taking a seat beside her, raised an eyebrow at the outburst. "I believe it was fairly obvious what they were planning, Twilight. You do not need to speak it."

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In a small, well lit chamber elsewhere in the castle, a bright flash of light and a loud pop signaled the arrival of the two alicorns in an empty room. As soon as their vision had cleared from the travel, they were at each others side, snouts buried in the other's fur, muzzle's gently running over the form of their partner. Not even bothering with a kiss at this point, the mare propped her forward half on the bed, looking back at the male with need in her eyes.

Despite his almost painful arousal, Ares managed to keep enough self-control to not mount her right there, instead approaching the bed at a leisurely pace, teasing her with his slow and deliberate approach. Reaching her, he used a hoof to brush aside the strands of her tail that had become stuck to her cheeks in the now-constant stream that trickled from her, leaning in and blowing softly over her ever-engorging lips. She moaned softly at the interaction, tail bobbing as if to wave him forward, but he merely moved a single hoof up, using the tip to trace her sex, the completion of his circuit punctuated by a wink.

"For the love of the sun, you fool, I've wanted this for years, don't tease me-hee!" Her protests were cut off as the stallion returned her earlier ministrations with his own, first circling her once more, this time with his tongue, then sliding the muscle up along her opening. Before she could say anything more, the muscle slid inside, squirming this way and that, setting off nerves that hadn't seen use in decades. She squirmed, a throaty moan of pleasure his reward and confirmation of her approval. Ares inwardly smirked as he explored her depths, an idea occurring to him. His horn lit up with arcane potential, and suddenly the white mare gasped in shock and pleasure. Having spotted her clit, he'd wrapped it in a soft glow, vibrating the magic field softly and using a slight warming spell to increase his aura's temperature. The idea seemed to work, as his target redoubled her squirming, bucking softly against his muzzle. Seeing and tasting the success of his first spell, his mind was awhirl with the possibilities. Settling on one idea with a devilish smirk, the alicorn stallion continued plunging the white mare's depths, much to her vocal pleasure. Just as he was beginning to notice her gripping his tongue with more regularity, he coated a hoof in a quick spell often used for incapacitation and pulled his tongue out from her folds with a messy slurp.

Celestia's lust-fogged mind immediately registered the lack of occupation, and turned her head only to see that damned smirk on Ares' face once more, before he moved a hoof forward and touched a weak lightning spell against her clitoris. The spell did no actual damage, her pegasus resistances protecting her from the discomfort. Her resistances did not, however, prevent the lightning from setting off nearly every nerve of her button, causing her to scream out as her body was assaulted by the intense pleasure her mind perceived the nerve stimulation as. He held the hoof against her for several seconds, the thrashing of his target never dislodging his touch. Eventually the white alicorn bucked several more times, increasing with intensity and desperation each time, before her entire body tensed. One final, needy buck followed by a torrent of thick fluids being ejected from her sex signaled the one time princess' climax, her breathing heavy and her eyes unseeing for a moment.

"What the buck was that?" She finally managed to wheeze, the high fading from her after a few moments.

Ares was slow in answering, cleaning the hoof he'd used of her orgasm. "Mild Taser spell, basically a small lightning bolt." Smacking his lips, he continued. "Not what I expected, I swore with all the desserts your always eating you'd be sweeter."

"Then again," he ran a the hoof over her flanks, gliding over the smooth fur "I seem to remember this being bigger last time I'd seen an image of you as well."

Celestia dragged her head across the bed, settling an eye on him. "There's not many cake trees in the forests around here." She rasped, energy finally returning. "You should work on that."

"Well, we'll have to fix this as well." He said, giving her flank a light nip. "An Equestrian treasure has come into my possession, and I aim to see it restored to its full glory."

"I thought you said you weren't a sun worshipper." She giggled, finally finding the strength to lift her head.

Ares nipped her again, this time eliciting a yelp of pain. "I'm not. Celestia I've not been very fond of in recent history. Celestia's glorious butt, however, is more than welcome in my castle. If it happens to bring a tag along with it, so be it." Lighting his horn once more, the mare found herself repositioned on the bed, this time completely settled on the bed with her tail hanging off. The only thing keeping her from rolling to her sides was his aura and her still-presented wings.

The stallion brought his forelegs up onto the bed, settling his barrel against hers. His aura now guiding his head as he rubbed a few circles around her re-inflating lips, he trailed nips and kisses up her neck, finally meeting her lips. He opened both pairs wide, his wide head slowly driving into her even as his tongue invaded her mouth, sharing with the female the lingering tastes of her own desire. As he slid inside at an agonizingly slow pace, she bucked her hips, legs uselessly flailing in the air, finding no purchase. Her wings fluttered wildly in excitement, brushing up against his own wings as he pressed against her tightly and sending small sparks of pleasure through both of their bodies.

Breaking the kiss, he leaned closer to her ear and whispered "I'm going to enjoy being able to put our alicorn stamina to use, Tia. How many do you think we can get away with in one night?"

He had to stop every once and a while, allowing her to become used to him before pushing forward once more. Before long, he felt his balls resting against her flank, his rod shoved as deeply into the female as he could manage. Then, with one last tensing of his body and one final needy thrust, he felt the back of her tunnel press against his head.

"Oh stars, finally!" Celestia breathed, bucking against him once more. Wrapping her forelegs tightly around his neck she glared at him. "Well, what are you waiting for? You wanted this position, now get to it!"

"Gladly." He whispered, nipping her ear before pressing his neck against hers, his own forelegs gripping her tightly. The next moment he slid himself out of her tunnel, nearly pulling out entirely, before slamming back in with enough force to cause a meaty slap to ring out through the room. The stallion grunted with the effort, slowly picking up speed, his pace starting out refined but slowly becoming more and more desperate as he felt his own lust driving him forward to release. The scent of her lust was all he could focus on at the moment. The pleasure he knew each strike brought her only serving to increase his own excitement. Feeling a buildup, the tensing of his body as he drove forward, he slowed his pace, altering his strokes to try and draw the first session out as long as possible. However long he delayed though, it was only a matter of time. Each moan of the alicorn beneath him drove him further, each thrust pushing him closer to his release.

For her part, Celestia was staring up at the ceiling with glassy eyes, her only focus on the rod deep inside her, the head that sometimes struck her deepest wall, the ring that continued to drag back and forth along her canal. So many times she'd tried to find a good lay, not the wheat sprig in a hallway sensations she'd been cursed with since her ascension. Even the drake she'd bedded had been a horrible experience, the relatively young being finishing much too soon, leaving her an aching, miserable pile of need even as the bastard wyrm curled up and fell asleep. Suddenly the pleasure multiplied, the ring dragging across a particularly sensitive point at just the right angle, drawing a whinny from her throat. She vaguely noticed Ares' ears perk up at the articulation, before he shifted himself to drive his tool repeatedly into an angled approach that drew the most reaction out of her.

Their pursuit of orgasmic bliss echoed through the room, the meaty strikes of flesh on flesh having devolved into the wet slaps of flesh covered in shared excretions as the stallion finally repositioned himself. His glowing horn pressed against her own, his wings dragged themselves over her own, and his entire body tensed as he finally reached his peak.

With one final stroke, their resistance shattered. For Ares, his release was punctuated with loud grunts of effort as he thrust himself as deeply as he could into the tightly gripping sleeve with each spurt, the warm payload spattering against the mares internal walls with enough force to be felt even through her haze.

For Celestia, ex princess of the sun, whom a true release had eluded for several centuries, her orgasm arrived in a wave of white hot pleasure. The feeling of her contracting vaginal canal attempting unsuccessfully to crush the rod buried deeply inside her, not letting a single droplet of his seed slip out no matter how much pressure built up inside her. The force of the strikes against her inner wall by the expelled payload of her mate. The warmth of his release. The pleasure of finally being rutted by a properly fitting male. The simultaneous stimulation of all her sensitive points, after so long of her mates not being able to reach or not having the proper parts to effect them. It all came to a head at long last, and made itself known in a scream.

One that left all but the thickest reinforced windows throughout the city shattered.

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The two sat on the bed, breathing heavily and soaked in each others fluids. They'd run themselves into the ground, only stopping to replenish their fluids from Ares' bathroom before returning to the bed. Fully exhausted, the two reclined in the bed, entwined in each others hooves as the afterglow of their last session faded. The suppressor had even been removed from the white mare's horn after it had gotten in the way one too many times, allowing them both to put their full effort into rutting each other stupid. Both had grins on their faces despite their exhaustion even as the morning sun peeked through the drawn curtains.

For Ares, it was the happiness of knowing his plan had yielded such unexpected and mutually beneficial results. For Celestia, it was the relief of a millennia-long dry spell, finally having a partner that could not only strike all the proper parts of her body, stimulating her horn, her wings, and her sex simultaneously, but could continue for as long as she could, her alicorn stamina often leaving even several stallions gasping for breath as she demanded more.

His breathing slowing enough to speak properly, Ares nuzzled Celestia. "I'd say negotiations were beneficial for all involved parties wouldn't you?"

"I-" Tia's post after-glow grin faded, her face becoming solemn. "By the sun and stars, I've fallen so far." Curling in on herself, she just stared against the wall over his side.

"None of that, now." The stallion said, pulling her in tighter. "Worry about the future when you've recovered. For now, rest. Actually..." Wobbly rising out of bed and pulling the other alicorn with him, he lit his horn and the two were pulled to another part of the castle. Checking the nearby doors, he found one that wasn't locked and opened it up, leading her into the spare guest room. He jumped up onto the bed, the door closing with a click as the lock was engaged, and lifted a wing, inviting her over.

Celestia hesitantly joined him, laying down on the clean sheets and reclining on the bed, pressing up against the creature that still smelled strongly of her own sex. Maybe that was what she needed to do. In fact it reminded her of a strange phrase she'd heard long ago. Yes, she'd do that.

Carpe Diem was the phrase she remembered. Seize the Day.

Where did it come from, she wondered?

Author's Note

Why did I do this? Why does anyone write these? Sometimes we see a character, and just can't help but think "She could use a good dicking."

Like my first one-shot, this started the MC uttering a single phrase.

"Celestia, you can suck my dick."

It evolved from there, or evolved as much as something of this, er, subject can evolve.