Hyper Love Surprise: Minuit Douleur

"Your name... please tell me your name." Luna hushed, tensing when her lover bit her and crossing her hindlegs when she heard Nightmare Moon being touched, too.

"Satou... Satou Sato." Her mate answered, licking and slurping the holes she'd left in Luna's neck.

Twas unfortunate, but Sato was perfect for her. Everything about her, from the vibrance of her mane, to the gemeotries of her jawline, down to how thick her hips and the thing between her legs was. If not through personality, if not through her firm yet gentle nature, she enjoyed her intimacy. Satou kissed her neck and spread her nethers.

A dry, abrupt gasp forced it's way out. The princess had lost control of her wings and they were fluttering about in random spasms. Satou had bent her over the spring and gripped her wing bases for leverage. A warm, gushing splat spread her insides apart. Luna's eyes widened as her cervical region was battered open. Again and again, her deepest parts were licked apart by rock hard muscle. It was pure muscle breaching her body.

"N-no, aaaoooh- you're too big for that-!" Luna groaned, her hindlegs buckling and twitching.

"Nnnh~ Yeah, right. You've had bigger..." Satou cooed, thumping her womb open in wide, deep strikes, each one shocking her voluptuous ass.

The shake and trauma of being imprinted that deeply made her insides tingle. Luna was never easy to please. She tried to resist the urge to flip over and expose herself, to watch her eyes and lose herself. Her ears had sunken backward. And all her brainpower came to collapse. Luna was being handled and she loved it. It wasn't long before Luna's waist was used to yank her down. Grotesque, obnoxious noise filled her ears. Her own body was so narrow and so wanton, even her lungs started clenching.

"S-sato... I can't breathe."

In an instant, her hips were free. And then, they twitched. Her hips were jerking because Satou had only stopped yanking her down. Penetration was still piercing her perception. Luna's marehood was still being pounded. But this time, Satou's hips were doing all the work. The image of her humanoid dominant jumping her ass back and forth with only her hips made her cream. There was something mind blowing about the raw power her back must've boasted, to shove her forward as if a child, as if a teenager during their first.

"Sato... I...! Aaaaoh-! Aaaohfuck...!"

A hot splash of marecum sprayed away. And she bit her lip from how good it felt to cum around her cock. Sato's thickness was barely a prick or a cock. It'd be called 'perfection' if Luna ever had a name for it. She glanced back and over her shoulder, barely conscious and barely capable.

"Aaaaah... I wish I could do this forever." Luna whimpered, at first grinning, but then sobbing.

"Luna...? Luna, what's wrong? Did I hurt you?"

She wiped her eyes and stroked her cheek. And the last of her tears spilled freely. It was easy holding them in all those years before. It was easy hiding herself from her family, from the abusive and hurtful, but never the compassionate. It was awe and loathing that loosed her tears. So she clung to her: her sweetest lie.

"Y-you know I-I would n-never hurt you..." Luna stuttered, gripping her back and siezing in harsh, choking sobs.

"I don't w-want this... but I-I-I can't dream anymore. Wh-what if I die... What if one day I wake up and I can't move b-b-but the pain keeps me awake. What if I die that way...?!"

"Satou..."

"Satou, don't hate me- Please-"

She tried to struggle as she was kissed. But all she managed was taking in her scent. Vivid fragrance of cherry blossoms and coconut icecream cake jolted her muzzle awake. They locked lips and lapped about in wide, rapid motions. Luna had closed her eyes to feel her. And she never looked back, even as her slit was split apart by meat. The princess could barely believe that Nightmare Moon had mounted her amidst their makeout session. But she didn't struggle, either. It felt... right.

"Aaaaaahaa... Satou. She's taking me. Are you really okay with this?" She whispered, groaning and hugging her mate.

"No. But she's just you, isn't she?" Her mate replied, sticking herself in Luna's mouth.

A warm, gushing tension built inside her. The princess was being spitroasted by two of the hottest people she'd ever come across. Satou for her ability to be sweet and dominant, Nightmare Moon for the fact that she was Luna's closest friend and closest enemy. The air stuck to her and her coat reeked of gooey, protein-laced discharge.

She hated admitting it, but she enjoyed force. Satou was just barely tolerant enough to let another mare take her womb. And it showed how pleasurable her guilty tryst was. Her lips were soaking wet for both of them. Luna had never been relaxed enough to enjoy group sex.

Yet, all her tension was mounting. Nightmare Moon had taken to moaning and growling, slamming her button over and over to inseminate her already-taken womb. Equine members reached much farther than human ones. And the ring was a special insurance that, if deeper than halfway down, the mounted would stretch impossibly. Nightmare Moon was stretching against her, forcing that ephemeral barrier just barely inside.

"Aaaaooohmmm... aaa-aaaahmmm..." Luna groaned, muffled by one, thick prick that forced her to drool.

Luna's hips were clasped against her mound. Nightmare Moon held her down and came inside her right in front of Satou. They finished together and came load after load of hot, steaming finish. Luna's cheeks were bathed in red. Though it felt amazing to be someone else's cumsponge, someone else's at all, a piece of Luna broke inside.

Had she not betrayed her mate, the only one to comfort her for month after month. A maddening gravity had burst her skull open. Crawling insects scuttled beneath her skin, inside her, all around her as she shook her head and barked 'that never... that never happened...!'

An airy, almost delighted chuckle struck her ears. They went from skyward to drooping as she muffled her lips. Satou had taken her in to embrace her. Nightmare Moon was gone. And somehow... Princess Luna felt herself again.

"Why... I enjoyed someone else... I let you down by making you my second priority."

"Because... As much as I don't like it, you don't want singular relationships, do you. You listen to your body more than your heart. And I can't change that myself. You have to want me more than sex."

She was right. Luna was still infected. Depression coursed about her veins in violent entries and exits. Her darkness had never gone away, it'd merely receded deep within her. The act of coitus she'd just agreed to was coming to terms with it. Luna couldn't speak. She couldn't move her lips to talk. Not anymore. The truth loomed over her in titanic floating cliffs and castles that threatened to collapse on windy weekends.

They were creaking and crumbling at the bases with groaning metals and sedimentary precipices erroded by tears.

"Satou... I need you to come to Canterlot. I need you to be real. Be real for me... and come to my castle."

"Come to me... and kiss me when you're here. Wake me up one more time and have your way with me. I want you to be my last."

"I want you to love me..." Luna sobbed.

"and take my life after you're done."

Sato licked her lips and took her in a missionary position. Her princess of the night could only gasp between tears. So they had their romp one last time for that night. They were engulfed in one another. And though it pained her to feel so many piecemeal affections, Satou agreed. Satou would pound her in hectic, powerful motions. And unable to break gaze, Luna was enamored in the act of bondage. Satou's hands were constricting her airway. Nothing in all their sessions could prepare her for how right that felt. Luna was never one for harmful sex...

"Who do you belong to...?" Hushed her Sato, ramming and mashing her intestines.

Luna couldn't breathe. Worse than that, she could barely articulate her motor functions. Impending blackouts kept her pocket narrow. Her Satou closed their eyes and took to grinning. Twas a wolfish grin. A predatory grin. Her fangs were clearer than ever as her lips turned crookedly to the right. Oozing out her pucker, Princess Luna had tears in her eyes. It should've felt wrong. Sato loosened her grip and leaned in for sweeping, throttling hilts. The instant attraction forced her insides to suck her off.

"Sato... I can't-"

Her hindlegs started bucking in-place. Satou pressed Luna's hindlegs against her own shoulders. Between her thighs, everything felt numb and sticky. A pleasant heat flattened her gut. Despite being barely awake, she could still articulate how swollen her mate was. A thick, thumping rhythm bludgeoned her legs slack. Before long her wolfish mate had trouble stretching her hindlegs forward. They were too limp. Too weak from withering thrusts. A great heat bloated just beneath her stomach.

"A-aaaaaoh... Aaaoh..."

"You're too quiet. Are you telling me you enjoyed her more than me...?" Satou cursed, bucking her pucker and forcing her cheeks apart.

Thump. Thump. Thump. Sato kissed her insides and tingled with bile. Her stomach, one of the deepest parts of her body, the core of her soiled passage, was glazed with cum. And all that cum, all the cream sticking inside her was Satou's.

"No-! I-! I love you! You're my best-!'

"Hnhn... Good girl..."

A series of patient, booming claps jolted her legs awake. Poor Princess Luna had watery eyes. They obscured her peripheral with grey noise. It didn't help her eyelids were anchored down. The last thing she saw was Sato, her sweetest lie. Her features, to her, were bursting with something... peaceful. Was it sarisfaction. Or acceptance.

She thrashed weakly, mindless and dazed from countless, stolen orgasms. That was all she could manage. She couldn't take anymore. It actually stung to take her cock. Her lovely stamped her intestines full. The explosive kiss of white batter kept her drooling. It kept her engrossed in Sato.

"I... I love you... I'm sorry I-I-"

"Shhh... I love you too. Even if... you'll never be mine, I'd rather love you than hate you. When I sleep and I'm tired of everything else, I dream of you."

A painful breath shook her body awake. If she could vomit, if she could expel her body for all the filth she was, she would. Their eyes were open, but blind to beauty. And she realized what she'd done. Satou had seen her melt when someone else took her away. An itching sting shut her eyes closed. Luna could barely breathe.

'I dream of you.'

"Sato I-I..."

"What have I done...?"