Royal Cuddles?

by Grasshopper Keller

Rating: everyone
Tags: Other, Romance, Princess Celestia, Slice of Life, Human, Princess Luna, Original Character, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Second Person, Princess Cadance
Length: 6857

2nd HiE Story with 'Anon' telling his feelings to the 3 Princesses, resulting in cuddles.

Second series of short stories with a Human in Equestria, named Anon, making some time to cuddle with the Princesses who rule Equestria.

[Author's note: This is my second 'E' rated story, inspired by the 'Dear Spike!' story from the author named Closer-To-The-Sun. Hope you guys like it! Also: This is my loving tribute for my 100+ followers. :twilightsmile:]

Art from Vinaramic-d8jo9sn

Thanks for the Feature!! :pinkiehappy:

Published 2016-04-30 05:20:01 UTC
Last updated 2016-04-30 05:20:01 UTC

Princess Cadence

Like all of the ponies who lived in the Crystal Empire, you knew that it was going to be a cold day. Day in and day out, it was normal for the temperature outside to make you bundle up with more clothing than what the ponies wore. And yet, the ponies around you are unaffected by the cold. It must have been one of those perks of being born with a shiny body, you thought to yourself.

As it stands, you had heard about how Shining Armor and Princess Cadence had been separated after their divorce. And apparently, the Prince's sudden departure from the Crystal Empire was because of how the pressure of hiring guards for his guard was getting to be too much on his nerves. So much so that he was not going to be able to keep the romance going for much longer.

But despite how it was made official that they could not go on as a married couple with a mutual desire to stay as friends, you had the instinctive gut feeling that the whole story was taken out because of some scandal. You were not a paparazzi pony, nor were you a reporter pony. You were just a resident human with a feeling that the Princess of Love (comically known as Love-Butt to some fans) was lonely. And that she was in need of some company.

You walk through the obviously crystal hallways of the castle, given that it was your routine as a human who specializes in diplomacy between your resident kingdom and the neighboring countries north, south, east and west of it. The title of diplomat definitely had its perks, given that was more than just ponies that would come down to discuss something official. From tax disputes, to opening trades, and anything in between. If your boss, Princess Cadence, wanted your opinion on the matter at hand (or hoof, because of pony dialect ruling), you would put in your honest opinion.

Within the same hallways that you successfully navigate after a few minutes of remembering your daily routine, you open the door to your office and begin to file through the papers that have been placed on your crystal desk. You shake your head, thinking that such a perk was still undeserved in your mind.

The five hours that you had spent with going through your workload today had produced more than half of the paperwork being checked, inspected & stamped if any of the papers could pass your's and your boss' criteria. Given that you've had quite a lot of experience with macroeconomics in the past, you give yourself a small confident smug as you see the work piling up on the reject and accept files.

You then see a small note on your desk, one that you did not see when you first entered the office. It read:

Meet me in the throne room. I wish to discuss something with you. Don't bring your paperwork.

Love, Cadence xoxo

"Don't bring my paperwork? X-O-X-O? What's going on here?" you ask yourself before putting the note into your left pant pocket and rising up from your seat. You open the door and exit your office, just a few feet away from the door before you take a moment to look yourself over. Once you see your reflection on the wall, you fix your appearance up a little bit and make your way to the throne room.

A few moments later, you see the Princess on her throne. And as you see her, the same trifecta of colors on her mane and tail, from what you could see, was still as beautiful as when you first saw it. The memories of how deeply affected you were by her presence, the interview for the job, and even a few luncheons had quickly passed by before you remembered how much you just want to hold her in your arms in a deep hug. The same kind of hug, as you so wanted in your heart, that only a great friend could give to a person, or pony, when someone was deeply hurt from something that broke their heart.

"Your Highness," you bow to her. "I, uh... *ahem* I got your message. Did you... want to speak to me about something?" you then ask her after clearing your throat. She looks at you, and once again you find yourself blushing again. Seeing that beautiful face of hers always made you blush. The smile that she had on her face was genuinely warm. It didn't matter if you were a human at all. You were in a much different world from your own, so falling for a pony (for any reason at all) was normal. Plus, inter-species relationships are greatly encouraged in the country that you lived in.

"Oh, Anon!" she cheerfully calls to you from her place. She carefully calls you over with her hoof, prompting you to step up closer to her. Once you take enough steps to her, Cadence rises from her throne and begins to trot her way up to meet you. "It's really great to see you," she says while making her way to get close enough to you.

You then bow to her, given that it's always in respect for the mare who was both your boss and your ruler.

"My thoughts exactly," you reply with your own smile. She then moves up close enough for you to catch the strong, but not overpowering, scent of roses and vanilla lingering in her perfume. "Hmm... Rose and vanilla, huh? Smells wonderful," you then say to her while keeping that friendly smile on your face. But the rest of your face betrays what your heart was supposed to have hidden.

"Aw! Thanks, Anon," Cadence blushes from your compliment. But then, she does the one thing that still surprises you, even though she has been known to do that to you as a sign of her friendship to you from time to time: She hugs you with her front forelegs wrapping around you while standing on her hind legs.

But this was not an ordinary mare hugging you. This is the same Princess who runs the same country that you live in. But not only that, she is also the one who keeps you busy with the workload that you're given on a daily basis. And yet, none of that even mattered to you. You were furiously infatuated with her, but you never had the courage to ask her out on a date. But you had no choice but to hug her back. Not doing so would perceive you, in the eyes of the other friends that you've met, as a jerk.

"You're welcome," you sigh to her while wrapping your arms around her, making sure to be careful to not hurt her wings as you pat her shoulders. When you both part from each other just a few feet away, you take a good look at her face. "And I see that you went through your daily bath before you got here," you observe from seeing her face. "It really shows on your fur," you quickly say to her as you see her blush a little bit.

"My fur?" she asks while looking over herself.

"Yep. Being clean is always a necessity, as we both know," you nod to her while stifling a laugh that would've made you look loony.

"You like the way that my fur looks?" she then asks you with an innocent face.

"Uh... y-y-yes! I do! I like how it's well brushed," you stammer as your face burns up with the blush that hits all over you. "Oh that's just great, Anon! Smooth words, you big idiot!" you scold yourself as you try to look away. The next thing you hear is not some bit of anger. Instead.... it's a big giggle. The kind of giggle that you had heard from mares who were on a first date with a scared stallion. "Uh...."

"Oh, Anon!" she giggles some more at your expense. "If my instinct is right, and I know that it is right now, I'd say that you're infatuated with me, right?" Her grin turns into a wicked one, almost as if it, along with the wearer, was teasing you for being such a nerd.

Your immediate instinct was to run away from the Empire and find a frozen cave to hide in, never to return to whatever remains of your social life near your home. But before you could even take the first frightened step towards the entrance door of the throne room, Cadence stops you with her hoof on your arm. When you look at her hoof, you feel it tremble despite your arm being clothed.

"C-Cadence?" you nearly squeal before you notice.... tears?

"Why didn't you say anything before?" she softly asks you with a sad face. And at that moment, all bets were off.

Before she even had a chance to react, you fall down to one knee. You were about to risk your job, and your own life, but this was what was needed of you to do, unless you wanted your soul to be as cold as the weather outside of the protective shield that keeps the Empire only slightly cool. And with nothing to lose, you plant a big, lingering kiss on her lips while closing your eyes.

The taste of the sweetest honey and roses just flows over your lips as they made contact with hers, leaving you with the overwhelming desire to never let them go from you. You feel her lips relenting with a kiss back to your lips, sending your soul into a higher level of consciousness that helps you to realize that there is such a thing as romance. When you feel the feathers of her wings covering you, along with her front forelegs wrapping around your shoulders, you began to believe that your feelings for her were mutual. No words could ever be found from how much better you were feeling from the kiss.

As soon as you part, the two of you are almost literally breathless. It felt like an eternity, even though it was about five minutes, tops.

"Wow..." was all that you could muster from the oxygen nearly depleted from your lungs. As soon as you took your breath in and out, you felt the same rush still coursing through you as you stand back up on your two feet. When you stand up, you take another breath in and begin to say your piece. "Cadence?"

"Yes, Anon?" she almost dreamily says to you as her eyes have that starry look on them.

"I fell for you ever since my arrival in the Crystal Empire," you began to confess to her. "But I just couldn't bring myself to tell you about my feelings for you because of how Prince Armor was your husband. When I took the job as your diplomat, it was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and I was not going to turn it down. When you and I became friends, everything just.... felt right. And I could only stand by while you and your husband, now your ex, were falling apart. To put myself into your affairs would not have been right.... And now...."

"'And now?'" Cadence parrots your words while keeping her face on yours.

"Now... I feel that the irony is really biting me on my head with how I just kissed you... and you know what? I don't feel bad about kissing you at all," you share with her with a returning confidence in your voice. "I love you, Mi Amore Cadenza! And I don't care what the nobles will say about this! I want for all of the Empire to know that I am your special somepony! And I want the ponies to know about my continuing love for you!" you then proclaim to her as you hold her with your arms around her once again.

"Anon...." Cadence gasps from how flustered she felt. But what you don't realize is that you find yourselves both at a lounge room that has a couch that is just a few feet away from you. "I love you too!!!" she cries at you like a school girl, tackling you to the couch that you soon feel. Before you could even ask how she got you to a couch, she immediately kisses your face and lips in a flurry of kisses that you return to her with a vigor in your heart.

Some minutes later, the both of you pant for air from the furious session of kisses that sealed the deal of how much you both want to be their special somebody/somepony. The both of you also find yourselves in the same embrace as before, not wanting to let the other go.

"Cuddle with me?" you simultaneously ask each other, causing you both to laugh like a new couple would.

"Don't let me go," you say to her as you move your body onto the full of the couch.

"Oh, Anon. I will never let you go," Cadence coos to you as she positions herself on top of you, resting her head on your chest. "At least, well... until we have to get back to work," she giggles from seeing how the both of you had to go back to what you were trying to do.

"Spare an hour for your special somepony and diplomat?" you ask her with a chuckle.

"Yes, Anon," she answers with that same smile before she kisses your lips again. "We can cuddle for an hour," she then says to you as she keeps up her smooches, to which you return.

"I love you, Cadence," you say to her, foregoing her title for that peaceful moment as you kiss her lips for the last time before getting comfortable with the couch below the two of you.

"Mmm.... I love you too, Anon," she purrs into your chest while cuddling up close to you.

And from that moment, until you both had to get to work, you and the Princess of Love were only Anon and Cadence.... special to each other in heart and soul, and even more.

*****

Author's Note

Next up is Princess Luna! That's right, Luna-ticks! (Heh-heh-heh, bad joke intended for good fun! :twilightsheepish: Sorry.) The next Princess is about to be given her own cuddle time by another Anon. And Celestia will be given the same treatment, because I love all three of the original Princesses!

Feel free to leave a comment below, and may Cadence teach you how to love from your heart and soul.

Love y'all! :heart:

Princess Luna

Being one of the Royal Guard to the Princesses of Canterlot, the capital city of the land of Equestria, is quite a demanding job. But it's even more so if you are in either the Solar or the Lunar Guard. You selected yourself to become a Lunar Guard a long time ago when you first arrived in the land that your new charges ruled. But you had solemnly expressed to your superiors, as well as the Princesses, that you wanted to be a guard to the royalty because of your extended law enforcement background, along with the credentials of having been educated in both mind and body on how best to protect both the people and your superiors.

The training itself, to which you passed with flying colors according to the official reports from your commanding officer, a bad-mouthed bat-pony named Stella, had both seen with her eyes and heard from the comments that your fellow training plebs had made about you. It was then that Princess Luna, the one that you wanted to say was just the most beautiful of all the ponies in the entire world, had given you the promotion of Sergeant in the Lunar Honor Guard. This had given you quite a bit of a beating, both literally and figuratively, from your trainer, even though it was the last bit of training that you needed to keep you sharp. After hearing the vernacular of a drunken sailor flowing out of your trainer's mouth, she sends you off with a rare smile, along with a warning to not slack off.

But of course, that was just a few years ago.

And now, you were standing at attention, near the door of Princess Luna's bedroom. Aside from the fact that you were always a figurative night-owl, you were always serious about making sure to arrive at your post on time. And you were always punctual, with ten minutes to spare. The other Lunar Honor Guard, a bat-pony named Night Shield, had noticed how happy you were before going into your practiced stone face.

"You seemed quite happy before you stood at attention, sir," Night Shield comments to you in a flat tone.

"How so, Corporal?" you deadpan back.

"You always have a smile on your face before you go into your stance," he simply answers you.

"You find that to be a problem?" you ask him.

"No, sir. I find it neat," he replies.

"Thank you, Corporal."

"You're welcome."

The next few hours, after that brief conversation was made, pass by before you hear the creak of the door behind you. Keeping your stance, both you and Night Shield wait patiently for the Princess to open the door. When she steps out, judging from the sounds of horseshoes getting closer, you feel her presence near you.

"Guards? Thou be here already?" Luna asks you both curiously. This curiosity nearly makes you jump out of your skin because of how you wanted very badly to just break your stance and give her a huge hug. But that would have been considered a very bad move. And thus, you clear your throat in order to catch her attention.

"*ahem* Yes, my lady," you reply to her in your best flat tone while keeping your poker face up.

"And how, we pray thee tell, art thou always here on time, Sergeant Anon?" Luna then asks you with that cute smile on her face of hers.

"Princess, if I may please?" Night Shield speaks up. "Night Shield, don't do it!" you silently tell him from your head.

"Thou may, Corporal Night Shield," Luna nods to him. Darn it!

"Sergeant Anon and I make it a point to never be late for our posts, your Highness," Night says to her plainly.

"Hmm.... and yet we recall how thou only arrived five minutes late a few years ago, young Shield," Luna giggles, nearly making your heart jump up from your chest.

"Again, I must deeply apologize for that, your Highness," he bows his head in shame, even though you don't see it.

"Sergeant Anon? Is this punctuality thy doing?" she then asks you.

"Yes, ma'am," you reply to her.

"Well then, we must allow thee to enter our chambers, Sergeant Anon. For there is much for us to discuss, my good guard," Luna then suggests to you with her regally decorated hoof guard touching your shoulder. You look to your left and see her face looking at you with a soft smile at you. "Follow us, my Honor Guard," she whispers to you.

You glare at Night Shield with a 'You-are-so-going-to-get-it-when-I-get-out-of-here!' look, to which you were sure he was silently snickering at your dilemma. You follow the Night Princess to her bedroom and see that the same place where she sleeps is quite a sight to behold. Decorative curtains, a lovely wallpaper of dark blue (which looked black in the night) with her very best constellations painted with bright stars on it. And the fireplace, to which you had heard is never lit up, is glowing with the logs flaming up, giving a big glow that illuminates the room along with some candles.

"Your Highness?" you ask her nervously, wandering to yourself why she would bring you, of all the people or ponies in the world, to her most private sanctuary. Anxiety and worry nearly overpowered your rationality before Princess Luna spoke up.

"Anon, we must confess something to thee, and we wish for thou to stay for this," she almost pleads to you in a sad tone.

"Is... is there something wrong, my lady?" you ask her with real concern for your superior. Not just as her Guard, but also as someone that truly wished for her to be happy.

"We.... have been hearing these little rumors about thee, young Anon," Luna says with a small giggle that escapes her mouth, causing her to blush a little bit.

"What? Uh...." you stammer a little bit before shaking your head to compose yourself. "W-w-what... exactly... did you hear about me, Princess?" you then ask her, hoping that you would not hear something bad from her.

"Well, for one thing, thou have been rumored to be on time because of how thou wishes to see us entering and leaving our room," she begins with a small teasing tone to you.The reaction from your face was just priceless to her. “The second rumor that we hear about thee says that thou have kept a small but beautiful poem in your pocket about us.” Before you could even react to that, a light blue aura surrounds your pockets. And just as quickly, her magic finds that sheet of paper that you were always careful about hiding from the world. And Luna was about to read your thoughts about her. This was getting to be too much for you to handle.

“No!!” you quickly yell out as you try to grab the paper from her magic. But it was as successful as a cookie trying to defend itself from a hammer. “No, please! I beg of your Highness! Please! Don't read it!” you nearly cry out as you fall to your knees, nearly defeated by the mare of your dreams, both literally and figuratively. “No....” you quietly sigh from how your image as a rough and tumble man had instantly faded away.

“Hmm.... now, let's see what thou has dreamed of us, shall we?” Luna giggles before gliding a candle towards herself for a reading light. And the same poem that you were not finished with, from many years of writing it all down, was being said out loud by the mare:

“With constellations aplenty,

many with the souls of great lovers,

a sailor's light is never empty,

for the one for whom I write,

is never leaving her subjects without a light,

and my soul craves for no other.

For it is Luna, the Princess of the Night--

No, a Goddess, that word is just right--

who leaves the dreams of souls once frightened,

to dream of dreams, all-in-all greatly heightened.

And no other love can be compared,

but to tell her is not what I dare.

For to love the night,

unless I am wrong,

will send me to die,

something I've feared all along.

But if she sees this,

then she must know this:

I love the Princess Luna,

even if it's wrong.

Her beauty surpasses them all,

she holds my heart.

I worship her stars,

I worship her heart.

And to even be a friend,

before becoming her boyfriend?

I must confess....”

“....would be the best start,” you mutter out loud, hoping that your ruler would not hear you.

“Anon.... You... wrote this poem about us?” Luna gasps to you with a huge blush across her perfect Alicorn face.

"Yes, my lady," you shamefully admit to her. "I fell in love with you when I first met you, all those years ago.... and I wanted to be in your Lunar Guard because of how I wanted to protect both you and your subjects...." With that said, you rise up from your knees and stand up to meet her face with yours, noticing the same blush that matched yours perfectly while you feel a tear falling from your cheeks. "I love you, Princess Luna.... *sniff* but I can't be-- MMMPPHH??"

Your words were swiftly cut off with the weight of the Alicorn tackling you to the floor, holding you in a deep hug.

"Don't ever tell us that thou can't be with us, Anon," Luna almost cries, obviously showing how she has fallen for you as well. "We are just... a little miffed that thou could not be brave enough to tell us sooner," she giggled when you saw that she saw how confused you were. "We.... I mean, I... I love you, too."

Despite the fact that you had been pinned to the floor, your love for the Alicorn on top of you had reached an all time high. You immediately raise your head up close to her and kiss her full on the lips, sealing your fate with the Goddess of the Night as your arms wrap around her shoulders. She allows her own, though renewed from your actions, affection to be reciprocated to you as she allows herself to be embraced by you while allowing her lips to kiss yours back as her wings do the same thing that her forelegs are doing.

The taste of dark chocolate and chamomile allows itself to mix into your mouth, sending you into a nearly dreamlike state of mind that surpasses what the world wanted from you. And nothing could ever take away the feeling from you. Ever.

A minute or so had passed by before you and Luna rise from the floor and make yourselves presentable to each other. And after panting out from the lack of oxygen, quickly regaining consciousness, you then say to her.

"I know that we are quite different, but.... if you'll have me, I would love nothing more than to know that I can be your special somepony."

*smooch*

"Thou will have to wait until your shift is over," she nods to you before continuing her answer, "Because when I lower our moon, that is when you are to change out of your uniform and come into my chambers at exactly seven o'clock. I... I wish to cuddle with thee as I slumber, Anon," she blushes in her request.

"I'll be there, Luna," you quickly say to her, knowing that she wanted to be your special someone just as much as you for her. "Count on it," you wink at her with a big smile.

Some hours later, you report to the barracks and change out of your armor before turning to the showers to change into your regular clothes afterwards. And with all of those chores done, you head to the door of your Princess once again. When you open the door, you see the twilight hour upon you from how much brighter the color of the sky was. Luna's horn was glowing the same aura that you loved seeing performing her magic from.

"Thou ready to cuddle with us so early, Anon?" Luna teases you a little bit before facing you after setting the moon down to allow her sister, Princess Celestia, to raise the sun.

"Yes, Luna," you smile at her. You are then pointed to the bed that she normally sleeps alone in. But given that you were asked to cuddle with her just hours ago, you slowly crawl up to her on the bed while she gracefully undoes her regalia before floating herself over to her side of the bed. You then hold her in your arms, kissing her full on the cheeks and lips that you so wanted to kiss for the rest of your life. "I love you," you smile at her. She motions herself to meet your face to kiss you back just as lovingly as you did.

"Mmm.... I love you too, my darling Anon," Luna purrs as she wraps herself around you in a deep embrace that you returned with a last kiss. "Have a good sleep," she purrs again before allowing herself to sleep.

"Sleep tight, my Night Goddess," you softly wish of her as you allow the spell of sleep to take over you.

*****

Author's Note

And now that that is done for the Luna fans, the final story will have my personal favorite Princess, Celestia, falling for another Anon, causing the reaction of wanting to cuddle with her own Anon.

Feel free to leave a comment below, and may Luna protect your dreams.

Love y'all! :heart:

Princess Celestia

The day that you woke up to what was just as beautiful as it was from the first time that you had arrived in Equestria. And on this day, you felt that it was going to be a great day today.

As you walked along the way to your job, as a service clerk at the Canterlot Royal Bank no less, you stopped by a place that sold the best donuts and coffee in the whole country. And when you had made your order, you had grabbed the donuts and coffee to eat them on the go. You were not in any rush at all, but given that you heard, from a few workers a few days ago, that if anypony was early enough, they would be able to have themselves a few bits in their pockets. You knew that such rumors were only that, but that never stopped you from having an opportunity to get comfortable at your desk.

The time on your watch was 7:55 AM; more than enough time to get yourself ready with the job's necessities. A clean desk to sit at, a sharp suit to wear, a respectable yet optimistic attitude, a good book to read with your lunch scheduled out, and your name tag polished.

"Hi there. My name is Anon, and if you wish to make a withdrawal, deposit, or even make a new account, be it business or checking, I will help you out in the best way that I can. Now, how may I help you, my friend?" you introduce yourself to one of the customers who first arrived after seeing the first rush of ponies coming in and out of the bank.

The seemingly endless hours of the day had finally ended with the last customer requesting to make a withdrawal of bits for their relative who was in a hospital. They wanted to pay for the bills to get their relative out of that place, and you said yes to that request. But the others were either just stuck-up snobs, nervous newcomers, or even just some noble pony who wanted to ask how it was to be the only human in Equestria. You already met the other humans in Ponyville, along with two others in the city of Canterlot, but you don't tell them that.

"Mister Anon! A moment in my office, if you please."

That was the voice of none other than Lord Fancy Pants, the manager of the bank (thus, your boss) calling you to his office from the speaker box next to your reading lamp. You press the button and say,

"I'll be right there, boss."

An hour later, you felt the need to return to your home, stat. The conversation that you just had with your boss was... interesting, to say the least. With how impressed your boss was with your record of fifty-seven nobles, seventy-two new accounts, and forty-two nobles in under a week, he had decided to promote you to an accountant on the spot, effective immediately. But what really got to you was how even Lord Fancy Pants, your boss and friend (the title always coming first before friend), was able to notice how you never talked about having a special somepony in your life.

You had confessed to him that you were deeply affected by a certain pony that truly affected you in ways that you dared not tell him about. And most of the things that you wanted to say could not be said, given that you were more than afraid of being told 'no' by this pony in mind.

By the time that you reach to your room in the castle of Canterlot, you were so exhausted from the work that was needed of you on that day. As you opened the door of your room, you notice how it seemed just spotless, from spic and span, all over.

"Wait, spotless? How did--?" you try to speak up from how surprised you were.

"Hello again, Anon."

That voice....

.....

"Princess Celestia?" you mutter with a mighty shiver, knowing that warm and loving voice from anywhere. As soon as you turn your head, the Princess in question is perched on your bed, obviously waiting for you to arrive.

"Congratulations on your recent promotion to accountant," Celestia smiles at you with a proud smile on her face.

That smile... was heaven wrapped in a perfect set of teeth.

You look at her with widened eyes, bewildered by how she knew about your raise in the corporate ladder. But that did not matter to you at all. Her ever-flowing mane of four beautiful colors hypnotized you into wanting to stare at it for a very long time. Her smile was just enough to make you want to smile back at her as you fell more into the warmth that all people falling in love with someone experiences only once in a lifetime. And those eyes.... a light amethyst purple color that made you want to swear your eternal vow of being with her for the rest of your short life.

"I take it that you are speechless from the events that have happened today, hmm?" she then asks you, breaking your romantic train of thought, sadly ending what you so wanted to say to her.

"W-what? Uh, no-no-no-no-no! I, uh... I was just... surprised that you're here in my room, your High-- Errk! Celestia," you correct yourself while trying to clarify what you saw and learned today.

"Oh, Anon," she giggles at your blushing face. "You really need to relax. Here," she points a wing to her left side on your bed. "Have a seat with me," she calls to you in the room.

"Uh.... o-okay," you reply with your body moving towards the pointed spot. As soon as you sit next to her, Celestia's wing wraps around you as if it were an arm that you so happen to have. You decide to brush her feathers a bit before you realize that she gets a little ticklish from such an action, evidenced by a slight giggle from her. "Oops! Uh... sorry about that," you sheepishly chuckle to her as you move your hand away.

"No need to apologize, Anon," she laughs heartily.

"I forgot about your feather's being ticklish," you say to her as you scratch the back of your head in embarrassment.

"It's quite alright," she assures you in that tone that you always loved hearing from her. And that assurance made you want to hug her. And so you did with a gentle hug on her long, nearly swan-like neck. She allows this to happen as her face nuzzles yours while keeping her wing on you. "You must be quite happy to see me, Anon," she observes from your actions.

"Beautiful.....", you mutter to yourself as you relished in the hug that you were giving her.

"Hmm?" Celestia hums curiously.

"Nothing! Nothing," you rapidly say to her, trying to assure her that nothing was said.

"Hmmhmmhmmhmmhmm! You think I'm beautiful, don't you?" she then asks you with a giggle in a nearly teasing tone, though flowing with that voice that you always knew to be just... alluring.

Sighing, you knew that trying to argue with the Princess of the Sun was a fallacy. "I love you, Celestia," you confess to her. "And in more ways than I could ever express in words...." Sighing, you rise from your bed and make your way to the door. But suddenly, you are stopped by a gold aura that surrounds your feet. You were too scared to face her, but that apparently didn't stop her from stopping you.

"Perhaps you'd like to hear what I have to say before you go?" she suggests in that same tone, though it almost had a tinge of sadness in it. You turn around to see her face, knowing that going against her wishes was considered a big wrong against her. You comply by pointing to yourself and the chair near your desk in the room. She falters her magic to release you and you make your way to the chair. As you sit on the chair, you look at her once again and begin to listen to her.

"I'm sorry that I didn't take your feelings into consideration, Celestia..." you apologized to her before bowing your head to her. "And.... I'm also sorry that I didn't-- mmm?" Her hoof silences your speech as it touches your lips.

"Anon..." she sighs to you. "You don't need to apologize for anything at all. And by my reckoning, it should be me apologizing to you. I was too busy to notice how long it has been since you fell for me. Now, it may be true that you and I are completely different-" -she nodded, to which you nodded back, knowing fully well what she was saying in context- "But.... I want to be your special somepony, Anon. I see this now. And I know that you wish to my special somepony," she says with that smile getting more of a blush above it, coloring her perfect alabaster white coat with a slight red color on it.

"Do you really...?" you gasp.

"Yes," nods.

"You do?"

"Yes! I do!" she laughs with her heartfelt smile being presented to you.

"OH GODDESSES, YES!!!" you scream out in joy before silencing yourself with a sheepish laugh. "Sorry... I've been wanting to hear you say that," you explain to her.

"Why is that?" she asks you curiously.

"So I can do--" -You rise up from your chair and move over to her place, standing in front of her. You then gently cup her perfect face in your hands before announcing- "this." You move in for the kiss. And she kisses you back with her wings covering your back as you caress her flowing mane with your fingers while they simultaneously scratch behind her ears, earning a purr as you continue to kiss the Princess.

The flavors of chocolate and honeydew brings you into Nirvana (not the band that you loved listening to back on Earth) as you feel your whole body drifting through what you believed to be some kind of space above you. But her kisses to you keep you on your toes as you both savored the romantic moment between you and your Sun Goddess.

"I just... love you so much, Celestia," you whisper to her in between your kisses on her moist, inviting lips.

"I love... you too... Anon," she moans while you keep up the pace with her.

Seconds later, you both find yourselves on your bed, snuggling up to one another as you keep battling her lips for complete dominance of her lips. It was a battle that you were losing, but such sweet defeat would be the price that you would always pay. And you would not give a flying feather about the way that the ponies would look at you from here on if they all knew about you becoming Celestia's special somepony.

"I plan to celebrate my promotion with my friends later on tonight," you tell her while you nuzzled her face with yours. "But I believe that we should cuddle before I leave for the rest of the night." With that said, Celestia glows up her horn and teleports the both of you to her bedroom. With a quick look around, you see that the place was just... amazing to look at. But now, you just wanted to hold your Princess.

"An excellent idea, Anon," Celestia smiles at you as you take your position to face her while holding her.

"I love you, my Sun Goddess," you say to her, feeling braver than you were just a few minutes ago.

"And I love you too, my handsome human," the Princess replies warmly to you.

And as you cuddled with her, the Alicorn at your side smiled as widely as you did. As you both closed your eyes, the drifting desire to sleep came up strongly as you are then hit with a snooze that has you both sleeping off the work.

FIN.

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