Your Deepest Desires

Moxxi claps her hooves together with a light, airy laugh. "Oh my goodness isn't that the most precious request I've ever heard? A honeymoon? That is so adorable I don't think any creature in Equestria could say no." Her laughter settled into a bright smile as she clapped her forehooves together one more time, summoning a smaller changeling into the room with them. "Skotch, please present this fine stallion with a honeymoon. And make it a nice and tender one..."

The honeymoon suite is one of the most lavishly decorated you have ever seen in your life. The thick cushions have the consistency of clouds, and the bed, decorated in red and gold silk and satin, is almost thicker than you are tall. The room is lit only by carefully placed candles in sconces on the walls. None of that really seems to matter, with the deep violet alicorn lying in your forehooves as you struggle to carry her over the threshold into your room. Who came up with this tradition anyway? You're not even bipedal.

"Are you having a little trouble there?" Twilight Sparkle gives you a bemused look as you stumble forward on your hindhooves. Your hoof catches on the hem of her dress as you lurch forward, sending you both collapsing to the blissfully soft carpet. As soft as the carpet is, the body of the alicorn princess is somehow even softer, despite the great strength you know lurks inside that body.

You look up to make sure she's okay, but Twilight is only laughing into one hoof, as the other idly brushes a wrinkle out of the sleeve of your tux. "Sorry, I don't mean to laugh. If you were going to have that much trouble you didn't have to carry me." With a gentle touch Twilight pushes you off of her body and climbs to her hooves in front of you. "Heck, to be honest, I could have carried you over the threshold... gotten that tux off in a hurry."

With a giggle Twilight turns to trot quickly back toward the bed, the back hem of her wedding dress flaring up above her tail as she goes. Quickly you give chase, catching her just as she begins to climb up onto the mattress and pressing your thick barrel against her back, pinning her between you and the bed. You hear a soft cooing noise from her lips as you bring your hooves up to tug at the strings around her neck, loosening the dress.

Your hooves tug at the dress, loosening it enough to tug it backwards across Twilight Sparkle's back. It truly is amazing how different it feels to see a pony walking around naked, and to strip them yourself. You've seen Twilight's back a thousand times before but here, now, in the soft light of the candles with that cooing purr coming from her throat, you can barely contain the growing erection, and the urge to mount her right then.

Twilight's beautiful wedding dress drops to the floor like so much forgotten garbage, and your tux follows only moments behind. Your hooves are stroking her fur now as your chest presses against her back, pressing her body up against the side of the bed.

"Oohhh... yes..." Twilight moans softly deep in her throat. "Your hooves are so amazing..."

As you stroke her body, one hoof slides down her stomach, probing itself up between her hindlegs from the front. You can feel her breath catch in her throat, and a shudder run through her body as your hoof strokes up and down her femininity, feeling the moisture against your wrist.

As if by instinct, Twilight Sparkle's hips begin to grind slowly down against your hoof, which only presses harder into the lips of her rapidly moistening slit. Without moving your hoof away you bring your erection forward, pressing it up against her entrance and letting the tip rub back and forth along it, teasing it with a gentle touch.

"Please..." Twilight's breath was coming in a tortured moan of desire. "Make me your bride... officially..."

You tighten your grip on Twilight's waist, pulling her hindquarters up tighter against you as you begin to push your erect shaft inside of her warm folds. You can feel her body shudder as you enter, her back twitching and her insides squeezing as you push further and further inside of her, until the base of your member presses against her soft backside.

Her body presses encouragingly back against you, burying you yet deeper inside of you, so your body begins to move almost of its own volition, thrusting in and out of her slick entrance. Leaning forward and wrapping your forehooves around her neck, you can feel every muscle in her body twitch, every increasingly-rapid breath in her lungs. She has clearly been waiting for this all evening... but then again, so have you.

"Yes... that feels so amazing, yes..." Twilight's barely audible moans somehow drive you even harder into her, pumping yourself as deep inside of her body as you can possibly reach, again and again and again. Your combined sweat goes ignored, mixing in her fur and dripping to the floor and bedsheets beneath you as your passion drives you onward for an unknowable length of time. Twilight barely seems to be able to speak after a while, her moans and high-pitched squeaks erupting from her lips in uncontrolled bursts.

Driven by passion, you pull out of Twilight Sparkle's wetness just long enough to heave her onto the bed on her stomach, climb after her, and mount her properly, ramming yourself almost mercilessly inside of her. Twilight is barely moving by now, but the moans, sparks arcing from the tip of her horn, and the barely-decipherable uttering of your name tell you she's still present, alive, and begging for more.

At last, you can't hold back any longer. After surely thirty minutes, at least, you feel your member explode, holding it deep inside of her and filling her with your warmth and your love. Small thrusts accompany each explosion of seed, until you feel like you can take no more, and you slowly lower your down on her back, panting and holding her against your chest. The stench of sweat and sex quickly overcomes you both, not unpleasantly.

Twilight moans as if slowly regaining her senses, her head shifting sideways to glance up at you. Her mane is matted in a wet, wild tangle around her face, but there's a satisfied smile on her rosy cheeks. Maybe she's not the real Twilight Sparkle, but still your heart leaps when she utters the words, "I love you..."

Moxxi is waiting in the front hallway as you emerge from your private chamber, freshly washed and ready to face the town on your way down the winding stairs toward the front doors. She gives you a bright smile when she sees the look on your face.

"Perhaps the love you felt in there isn't real, but hopefully it has given you some satisfaction." Moxxi steps aside as you approach and turn to face her. "Remember that a dream is never a waste of time, even if it can never come to pass. Dreams are part what make us who we are after all."

As you turn to leave, Moxxi waves after you from the hallway. "Please do return any time. Our doors are always open to a pony with a dream."

"Until next time."