Luna stumbled her way into the room's shower, having no intention of going around smelling of sex. Her mind was a whirlwind of possibilities. Foals? She loved them, always had, but they were always only accessible through other mares. The possibility that she may soon bear her own left her giddy and at the same time terrified. Was it even possible or were they just mistaking their theories? Sure it made sense, but there had never been a male alicorn to confirm it before. What about the foals? Would she be a good mother? Would the father, Ares, care for her and the foals or leave her-

Her mindless worries were cut off as a weight pressed against her back, trailing soft kisses down her neck even as she stood in the warm spray of the shower head.

"I know this may be scary, but I'll be here, Luna." He wrapped his forelegs around her, pulling her close and wrapping her in his wings. "You won't be going through this alone. If you're right, we'll let it go and work on getting back at your sister. If I'm right, hell, even if I'm not, if you need anything, you merely need to ask, and I'll go and get it myself if I need to."

Luna sighed at the contact, several of her worse fears immediately being quelled by the promise. She then noted a washcloth floating in the stallions magic, bearing the scent of soap. It smeared over her fuzzy belly softly, lathering her with a gentle layer of soap. She relaxed into his grip, allowing him to wash her down in the warmth of the shower, the previous nights activities and the worries of the future melting away under his caring touch.

He was very thorough.

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Celestia waited at the lunch table, her sister and lover not showing for breakfast being a telling sign that her prank had been successful. She was nearly bouncing in her seat in excitement, the gentle needling she'd been giving Twilight not nearly enough to distract her from her desire to see her vict-er, friends.

"I still don't believe it for a second, Celestia." Her student said between bites of a simple sandwich. "Luna has no interest in him and Ares is in no hurry to change that. It will never happen. It's so unlikely, in fact, that I'm thinking of alerting the guards if I don't hear from at least one of them soon! It would take an incredibly convoluted series of impossible to relate..." Twilight stopped, her eyes staring emptily at the wall across from her, several facts lining up finally; Celestia's giddiness, the absence of the other two alicorns, and the white mare's love of setting up ridiculous pranks.

"You did something didn't you." Twilight said, leveling a glare at the taller alicorn. "That's the only reason you'd be this bubbly, the only reason you'd be making these lewd jokes without him here to egg you on! What the hell did you do, Celestia?"

The response was cut off as the dining room door opened, Luna walking in followed shortly by Ares. The stallion pulled out the mare's seat, gently pushing it in for her as she was seated before taking his own place. They levitated a few sandwiches to their own plates, silently enjoying the meal and ignoring the other two diners.

An incredibly awkward meal followed, neither of the two newcomers answering attempts at conversation. Eventually, they both rose, Ares gently bumping his nose against Luna as he walked by. Luna turned to Celestia, her muzzle high and her eyes barely open as she looked at her long-time companion.

"Twas a horribly timed prank, all things considered, Celly." She said, her nose in the air. "We have already made plans for your punishment, but the intensity and length will be determined at a later time, when we learn if your prank bears unintended fruit. I'm certainly thinking it will, as my heat has cooled considerably in the last few hours." With her declaration delivered, the dark alicorn departed from the dumbstruck drove.

Both her audience's jaws dropped at the implication. Twilight was the first to recover, for a given sense of the word.

"I, she, you, they, foals?!? Celestia, what the buck did you do?

For one of the mare's first uses of the Royal Canterlot Voice, it was quite impressive. Still, the larger mare just giggled at her friends anger.

"Not much, just set up a series of impossible to relate events that led to them enjoying their night." The mare's smile faded slightly. "Luna's comment doesn't make sense though, I've enjoyed the company of plenty of stallions during my heats, why would hers be different?"

Twilight meanwhile cocked her head in confusion. "Hey, that's another thing, I thought alicorns don't go into heat! I've not had one since I've ascended, and that was several years ago. You also said alicorns are sterile!"

"Oh, silly Twilight, we still get them, it's just not as often as ponies." Celestia said, smiling gently at her companion. "I'll be going into my next heat in about thirty six more years, I think. It's been a while, I have it written down somewhere. You however, it will be hard to tell for a while as your body adjusts. In fact, I wouldn't be surprised if you have one in the next year or so."

Twilight's face scrunched up in confusion, the lack of logic almost painful. "Wait, if alicorns are sterile, why do we go into heat? Buck, why do we have a sex drive?"

"I don't know, Twilight, it's just one of the mysteries I've never figured out of our kind."

The purple alicorn's mind was racing over the possibilities, knowing the answer was there. After nearly a minute of silence, an eternity for her super-computer of a mind, she had it. It left her in a near-whisper.

"You've never been around another alicorn in your heat."

Celestia blinked in confusion before bursting into laughter. "Twilight, I've spent plenty of heats around alicorns. You know how much time I've spent with Luna? I went through dozens of heats with her. At one point our heats even synchronized, most likely from so much time together. I've heard that happens in some herds, all the mares going into heat at the same time." She smiled at the thought. "Poor stallions must get roughed up pretty well."

"I, no that's not what I meant." The purple mare said, waving her hooves dismissively. "I meant you've never spent your heat around a stallion of your own species, around an alicorn male!"

"Well of course I haven't there... weren't any..." the white mare trailed off, her eyes widening with sudden clarity.

"Exactly, you didn't have access to a matching male, but that doesn't mean your body wasn't active. In fact, I find it astounding! A hundred year cycles! It must have to do with the longevity of alicorns, as otherwise the population would easily explode. Amazing, oh I need to write this down! Just think, we may see the first actual offspring of an alicorn pairing! Argh, where are my notes? Oh, the rules... Oh, buck Ares and his 'no notes in the dining room' rule. I need to record the next time this happens and, wait, Celestia said I may go into heat next, oh, no no no no, I can't record my findings if my cognitive state is compromised by my heat! Tia!" The mare shouted, coming out of her rant. "I need you to take my notes for... Celestia?"

The white mare was currently foggy eyed, staring off into the distance with a trail of drool running down her chin.. Her biological clock had just been reminded it had batteries, and it was now waaaay behind. It had a lot of making up to do.

"Cimmerian, or Nyx, or Nightblade Bloodmoon, oh heavens no, that's a silly name. What about Antares? Oh, I could-"

"Tia? Celestia, what are you talking about?" Twilight asked, trying to pull the mare from whatever far-off place her mind had fled to.

Celestia blinked a few times, looking at the purple mare. She then gave a hungry grin, licking her lips sensuously. "Oh just thinking of the future, dear. I know exactly what I'll be asking for my birthday in a few decades."

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The rest of the day was uneventful for Luna and Ares, both retiring to his chambers at his suggestion. Nothing more than some cuddling occurred, the stallion holding the mare close as they discussed what to do about the PITA currently occupying one of the guest rooms.

"I don't know, I'd say it's a good start at least. Certainly not what I'd suggest, but I liked it nonetheless." Luna said, wings splayed as the grey stallion preened her wings. She'd already promised to get his after he'd finished, as it was the only way to secure the pampering.

"You need to hit her where it hurts, Luna. She's sexually charged right now, so I think we need to try something along that line." He stopped speaking a moment, humming as he ran his teeth over her feathers, sending a shiver down her spine.

"I'll have the final la-HA-ugh, Ares, remember that before you try something stupid." She chided him with a smile. "Still, I love the idea. She has to choose either the room she stink-bombed, or the room that the servants have only just begun to clean up." She giggled. "I'm just glad you pulled Twilight into it, making her agree not to allow Tia to get out of it so easily."

"Twilight will still let Celestia stay in her room." He said with certainty. "She'll just leave Tia to sweat a little before she gives in. Twi's too nice to do something like that to her old teacher." He shifted, attempting to gain access to the farthest feathers of her splayed wings. "It's too bad her plan to use the visit of the New Zebraka ambassadors to force you into her room gets to backfire on her, isn't it? I mean otherwise you'd have been able to use one of those rooms, avoiding this whole scenario."

Luna smiled, the idea of her sister choosing her own room of the two leaving her with the image of her sister being driven up the wall at the lingering scent of sex. She'd probably start wanting to rut herself stupid with the help of her usual lover, but he was currently enjoying a nice quiet evening with the mare who didn't use her knowledge of his antics to force him into awkward situations. The thought of her sisters sexual anguish left her giggling. Her eyes snapped open, her smile becoming downright devious.

"Dear Ares, I do believe I've had the most wondrous idea."

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Celestia's tail flicked in agitation as she made her way back to her room. Four months. Four Tartarus damned months since that prank, and Ares had yet to rut her properly, had yet to even attempt to get her off. Instead his nights were spent doting over Luna, the mare starting to look heavier then usual and confirming the fact for them all that no, alicorns are not, in fact, sterile. It took some of the edge off her frustration, but after having ready access to a willing mate for nearly two years after a millennia-long dry spell, she was getting irritable.

It was part of their revenge, she knew, but that didn't make it any easier to deal with. Were they going to make her wait till after the foals were born? Was he really so angered by her prank that he wouldn't allow the white alicorn her desperately sought release ever again? The thought was scary, scarier than it should have been. She'd already apologized to them, only to be waved off with smiles that screamed 'You'll get yours soon enough.' At first she thought they'd forget, laughing it off eventually once their anger had cooled, but this was Ares and Luna combined. The stallion had held a grudge for centuries, albeit his final revenge was tame compared to what he'd told her of his original plans. He'd told her about those one night in a drunken session they'd had, citing his happiness he'd decided on a much kinder form of revenge and going on about how sad he'd be if he'd removed such a beautiful flank from the world in a hasty bid for revenge.

The idea he'd thought about such an ending for her wasn't surprising considering their original meeting, and he wouldn't have been the first to make such an attempt. In fact it was fascinating, hearing him talk about how the idea had evolved from straight up swinging a blade at her and hoping for the best, to a late-night infiltration of Canterlot Castle, to putting laxatives in both her mid-court snacks and any foods she ate while visiting public locations, where bathrooms may not be immediately available, to just locking her in stockades for a few days. Finally, when her country fell, it was a kiss to his balls; those wondrous orbs that would slap against her puffed out-

Celestia shook her head free of the thoughts. It was becoming increasingly difficult as time wore on. Her toys just didn't feel the same after experiencing a real, proper-fitting male. Certainly they helped relieve some of the tension, and one of them was even bigger than the stallion, but it didn't whisper dirty ideas to her, it didn't nibble on her wings as it dragged across her needy sex. It didn't, oh sun and stars, it didn't tie her up and rut her into the mattress, leaving her to mewl and moan helplessly as he filled her with his seed; his hot, sticky, musky-

She blinked looking around in embarrassment. She was getting way too riled up. Making sure no one saw her dripping in the hallway, she teleported to her room, intent on finding some way to relieve herself. Memories and a toy weren't as good as the real thing, but until the stallion would mount her again, it was all she really had.

Jumping onto her bed, she whipped open her drawer and drew out her largest dildo. Her burning sex was driving her crazy, and she needed relief. She closed her eyes, tracing her tongue along its length, imagining it to be the stallion down the hall before the telltale tingle of a spell caught her attention.

The mares eyes widened in mid-lick, confusion on her face as the spell took hold. Moments later, a strange sensation hit her, leaving everything fuzzy.

"...ink she's coming around. Are you ready?" A deep voice asked. Celestia blinked a few times, trying to drive the fog from her mind. What had happened? She'd been in her room, getting ready to, yes, she'd been getting ready to release some tension when-

'They stuck a booby-trap spell on my dildo?'

The absurdity of the situation blew her away. Was this what they were waiting for? Why would they wait for such a specific time? Why that specific toy? She'd used the others several times in the meantime. A niggling voice in the back of her head laughed the answer to her.

'Because that's the only one that's sized similar to the stallion you're lusting after.'

She shook her head at the strangeness, or at least she tried to. She realized at that point that she was muzzled. Crossing her eyes confirmed it, and also allowed her to see the triple-tiered nullifier on her horn. They really were going all out with this revenge thing. Looking around as best she could, she realized she was quite thoroughly restrained, held off the ground by a strange collection of posts, chains and straps that left her hanging in a totally exposed position, her tail shifting uselessly underneath her. She was leaned back as if reclined, her legs splayed open. Her tail was actually secured to the floor, not allowing her any modesty whatsoever. It was the perfect trap for her.

Her unicorn magic was nullified, so she couldn't undo the straps or teleport away.

Her pegasus magic was nullified, leaving her still lighter than she should be for her size, but unable to generate even the slightest lift with her massive wings.

And no amount of innate earth pony strength would help her break free of these bonds.

'Right, no active magic, and I can't shift enough to get loose. I, I guess I'll just see what they have planned? What are they going to do, toy with me till I beg to finish?' The white alicorn huffed in disbelief. 'With how I've been feeling lately, I'll do that the second they look at me! Buck, that's exactly the kind of thing I want right now!'

A sensuous moan drew her attention to the bed in the middle of the room, Ares and Luna currently in the midst of an intense make-out session. She watched as he nibbled on her neck, drawing needy moans from the darker mare, watched with increasing hunger as he moaned at the mares contact, the smaller alicorn grinding against him, attempting to coax him into full readiness.

The white mare felt herself wink at the erotic display, shifting uncomfortably in her bindings as the heat in her loins flared up at the proximity to such an activity. She watched as the other mare laid on her back, the stallion laying carefully against her barrel in the reverse position and gently running his tongue over her nethers as she worked his twitching seed-bearers. She could smell his scent, could almost feel his tongue gliding over her own burning need as she watched. It was driving her mad.

'Oh no... Oh no, there's no way they'd do that to me. No, no no no no...'

A pitiable whinny escaped her muzzled mouth, the only reaction of the dark mare being a devious grin in her direction followed by a long, deliberate lick up the stallions shaft and balls.

"Oooh, stick it in already." the traitorous mare moaned throatily, groaning even louder when the stallions shifted to push his tongue deeper into her.

Celestia bucked against her restraints, her sex winking more and more often as it dribbled freely, the trail of viscous fluids making its way over her puckered ass and down her tail, starting to form a small pool on the floor. After a particular throaty moan from the mare, the stallions wings flared as his lover began suckling on his orbs. He grunted in exertion, bucking slightly against her bulging barrel, before standing, his balls leaving the mare's mouth with a wet plop. The bound mare's response was almost immediate, a clenching buck and another whine, punctuated by a wet spatter as her clenching need sent more of her arousal all over the floor below her.

Still they ignored her, both taking position at the foot of the bed. He slowly pushed into her, stopping every now and then before the mare urged him on, growing irritated at his reluctance.

"We've already discussed this with the doctor, Ares, you won't hurt them if you give me a proper rutting. Just don't slam it against me too hard and we'll be fine."

His response was a gentle kiss on her neck followed by him sliding the rest of the way in. Celestia's eyes were locked on them now, her desire leaving her rocking uselessly in her bindings as her alicorn memory allowed her to remember every excruciating detail of her own penetration, the sensation of every vein as he drove into her, the contact of his ring dragging in and out, of the flared tip pressing against her deepest walls. She began subconsciously following their rhythm, tears nearly forming in her eyes from the need radiating from her burning pussy. Then they made it worse.

Ares' horn lit up with magic, and Luna's leg lifted at an awkward angle, allowing Celestia a perfect view of the point of penetration. Allowing her to see the ring sliding in and out, allowing her to see the spatters of excitement the darker mare ejected with every clench of her sex around his rock-hard shaft. The sounds they made didn't matter to her anymore. Her only focus was their point of contact, as if mentally commanding the stallion to cease his current work and give her what she so desperately wanted, desperately needed. After what felt like an eternity, their pace quickened, the stallion finally hilting with powerful strokes that left Luna gasping in pleasure, and Celestia swore she could feel the pulses inside her own freely weeping sex, the strikes of his seed against her inner barrier as he emptied himself into her. Hot tears poured down the bound mare's face, her desire alone driving her to the edge, but not enough, never enough to send her over it.

Finally they moved from their embrace, the stallion gently nuzzling the mare underneath him to grab her attention.

"Think she's learned her lesson?"

Luna looked over, slowly disentangling herself from her partner and making her way over to the desperately struggling mare. Seeing the constant stream of fluids, the desperate hunger in her eyes, and even the slight stains of tears of need, she nodded.

"Yes, I do believe she will be most careful to avoid a similar fate again. Won't you Tia?"

As Ares approached, the white mare continued desperately humping the air and rumbling with muffled moans and mewls, seeking release. He mounted her, the straps and bars supporting both of their weights easily, and quickly drove himself into the hopelessly horny alicorn.

Immediately the hungry-eyed humping stopped, a muffled gasp of pleasure leaving her, followed by a throaty moan. Ares made quick work of her, grinding into her mercilessly to bring her the release she'd been denied so long, he rubbed against her horn, he dragged his wings against her own, he trailed nips and kisses down her neck. She'd been close enough just by her need and the show she'd been given, so the wait was not long. With an ear-piercing shriek, it happened.

Her eyes literally glowed white for a few moments, the inhibitor sparking as her magical back-surge turned it into so many useless bits of burnt metal and cracked gems. The stallion's horn was blasted as well, his own eyes going foggy in the back-wash of her orgasmic surge, and he began to buck erratically against her tightly clenched muff. Soon his bucks turned to grunts, the surge pulling him over the edge with her by force. He grunted in time with a few last weak bucks before going still.

Luna, having been shielding herself from the light radiating from Celestia's eyes, stared in fascination at the once-more pristine white form of the larger mare, Celestia's eyes finally fading back to their usual pink before they closed with exhaustion, passing out in the insensate embrace of her mate.

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Ares moved down the halls with a cheerful bounce in his step. It had been a long, arduous road, nearly killing him several times along the way, most recently mentally as the mares drove him nuts with their incessant requests. Sure Twilight had managed to distract herself with a different stallion as her form actually started expanding to match her new species, but Luna and Celestia had clung to him and refused to yield to any compromises that left one or the other out. Not that he'd ever say no to Luna.

The thought was interrupted by the scampering of hooves on the floor, drawing his attention to two young alicorns running down the halls in his direction, their bemused mother following along behind them at a much more sedate pace.

"I told you to stop putting pure mana in their food, Luna, they're energetic enough as it is." She giggled even as he lifted them both in his magic, settling the foals easily on his back as he made his way to his personal quarters. The two foals, Star Struck and Lancing Nova, were nearly four decades old and were still not even considered teens. True, they were much more intelligent than most teens, but that was to be expected when you were so much older than your nearest contemporary age group. Only dragons were similar in their slow-as-sin growth.

Ares had jokingly referred to the duo as Night and Day on several occasions. Star Struck, bearing the white coat of his father's mane and his mother's coat as his mane, was a colt who seemed completely obsessed with science and the stars, listening with rapt attention every time Ares would tell the tales of creatures that braved the stars, whether in their own solar system or in a galaxy far, far away. Lancing Nova was a true spitfire, always ready to fight with anything for anything and bearing an odd mix of pink mane, which she kept short, and a deep green coat of fur. Extra snacks, avoiding bed time, finding a way to get daddy to get that extra toy she wanted so badly, it didn't matter, she'd find a way or go down trying. She watched the soldiers training every chance she got, often leading to her father giving her simple lessons with a wooden swords of all shapes and sizes, and grinning like a champion the second she gave daddy a bruise, even as she walked away covered in red spots from the thrashing it had cost her during their spar. It was this combination of attitude and coloration that had earned her the title 'The Rose of Metrocity.'

Luna reached him, giving a loving nuzzle even as Star jumped to her back, preferring his mother's attentions and teachings. Reaching his room, the stallion levitated the filly to her mother as well, giving all three a quick kiss, the one planted on Luna's lips drawing a few jeers from the children.

"I will see you tomorrow, Ares. I expect you to make this up to me, promise or not." She said with a sultry tone, walking to the children's room with a little more sway in her hips than necessary. He chuckled at her antics, the two mares never seeming to be happy with the time he dedicated to them. He'd once took an entire month off to spend with the two mares and two foals, and at the end they'd complained that they'd barely gotten started on their vacation.

The thought bringing a smile to his muzzle he opened the door to his own room, the scent of a mare's arousal saturating the air. Grazing on the rose petals leading up to the bed he nibbled on the most beautiful of the flowers present, earning a light gasp and giggle of happiness from his end goal. The white mare on the bed sat before him, splayed seductively on the bed with her back resting against the mattress, her head and upper back propped up on the pillows. Rose petals were scattered over the bed and her body in a beautiful display that only drew his eyes to the growing damp spot on the bed. She grinned at him, circling her slowly pillowing labia with a hoof. He jumped up on the bed, trailing kisses up her body before stopping, gazing lovingly into her eyes.

"I'm ready for my birthday present." Celestia said softly, pulling him into a passionate kiss.

Author's Note

A denial fic? Brilliant!

Yeesh, two chapter for my clop-fic. Why yes, I did have the day off, why do you ask? Also yes, it's definitely over now. I'm going to go to bed and hope this idea is dead to me. It's kept me up several times.