Lunar Obsession

“Halt! Who goes there?” questioned the golden-clad unicorn guard, readying the spear held in his magical grip to the figure in the darkened castle hallway before him.

Once the figure turned, revealing herself to be the Princess of the Night, he lowered his weapon and bowed quickly.

“My sincerest apologies, Your Highness; I failed to recognize you," he said to the floor.

"Oh it's quite all right; you're performing your task most diligently," Luna said softly, beckoning him to stand. "Though, I am curious as to why you're patrolling these parts at this hour."

Relieved that he didn't seem to get into any trouble for wasting royal time, the guard was more than happy to explain. “We've received several complaints from those working in this wing of the castle, Your Highness, a noise complaint to be precise. Apparently ponies here have been laughing and chatting amongst themselves at night, but each time we search, we fail to find them.”

"Hmm," Luna sounded, scanning the darkness, “it's most likely my personal guard."

“Beg your pardon?” asked the guard, raising an eyebrow.

“My personal guards," she repeated herself. "We're very close to my quarters, and they often have the habit of wandering these corridors during their breaks.” Looking at the moonlit draperies decorating the walls, she then said, “This night is truly wonderful, wouldn't you agree?”

“Err… yes, your work is perfect, Your Highness.” He bowed again, hoping for his gaze not to cross the Princess’ as he then asked, “Could you--and this is at your leisure, of course--ask your guard to be more respectful towards the ponies sleeping at this hour? Perhaps to be quieter? I would love to be in bed right about now instead of patrolling.”

“Hmm, but what about you?” Luna asked. The guard raised his head and cocked it, not understanding the question. “Do you think you are not disturbing them during the day, what with all the noise the other guards and yourself make when they sleep? They, however, understand, and with all due respect, do not complain.”

Even though Princess Luna's expression hadn't changed, and still remained regal and neutral, the guard still shrunk nervously under her gaze. “But...but unlike us, there's not that many of them…”

“What about it?” she added. “They are fewer in number, yes, but does that mean that you're allowed to disturb their slumber and they can't? Ah, but they're different from us, after all, so we might as well not care about them!”

“What, no," he answered with a shake of his head. "That isn’t what I meant at all…”

Turning around, Luna held her head high. “I'm sorry, but some things cannot be always fixed. I'll be sure to ask them to be less noisy in the future, when they are the ones watching the castle at night… all while you rest.”

It may have slipped his mind, but the guard had forgotten that batponies were in charge of patrolling this wing during the night. To annoy their leader was the best way to find oneself standing around every night here…

The guard shamefully lowered his head in a half bow. “The blame is entirely on me, Your Highness; I had forgotten that the guardians of the night were only fulfilling their duty as I was. I trust you completely with this decision.” Not wasting time to distance himself from the Princess, he turned and resumed his patrol.

“Thank you for your trust…” murmured Luna, left alone in the middle of the corridor.

With the leaving guard's echoing hoofsteps getting fainter and fainter, Luna turned and walked towards the closest door. There was no need for her to knock as she opened it and entered the room behind it. What for? It was her room, her home, despite the fact that there were always other ponies inside. Indeed, because seated at Luna's desk was Jazz, a light-grey, shortly cut white-maned batpony mare, her scarlet-red, slit pupils--a trait shared by all of her kind--were busily scanning a book in her hooves.

Quietly shifting over to the unaware batpony mare, the alicorn stood behind her, curiously trying to catch a glimpse at the book she was reading.

Feeling a familiar presence behind her, the batpony closed the book instantly. “You could have knocked before you entered, Princess,” she said, burying the book under a pile of other books.

“Why?" Luna asked. "It's my room, is it not?”

Luna's identity confirmed, and not bothering to turn around, the mare crossed her forelegs over her chest and nodded. “Yes… yes it is, but you startled me.”

“Really?" Luna mused. "You do seem a little on edge. What were you reading?”

“Me?" The mare shrugged. "Oh, nothing, nothing at all.”

Not buying it, Luna flew around the batpony to search the pile of books, but the young mare took it back before she could find it and hid it behind her back.

“What is it?” Luna questioned, trying to look around her.

Moving her body with the princess's head, the mare refused to let her. “I’m telling you, it’s nothing!”

Luna’s horn glowed, her magic enveloping Jazz's book before using it to swipe it from her grasp.

“New Moon?" Luna said, tilting her head as she read its cover. "Don’t tell me you were reading this.”

Jumping, the batpony caught the levitating book and held it tightly to her chest. “So what if it’s full of batpony clichés, it’s still a great love story!" Her ears lowering, she looked way. "And...and I want to learn more about myself.”

Eyes full of sympathy, Luna put a hoof on her shoulder. “I understand, you’re still new here and have many questions about yourself.” Hiding her smile, she then said, “But I can assure you, you'll fail to find anything useful in these mushy novels.”

“Jeez," Jazz answered, barely looking up at her, "you call that cheering me up?”

Luna couldn't help but laugh at that, inadvertently hurting the mare's feeling. Her eyes quickly filling up with tears, Jazz got up and suddenly ran through the back door, right were Luna’s room was.

This was actually a perfectly normal reaction. It was just Jazz being Jazz, running away as always, completely unable to keep her composure in front of Luna, and no matter how nice the Princess tried to be each and every time, the batpony had still difficulties forgetting her past life.

Gazing out the window, and having raised it minutes prior, Luna saw that the moon was just starting its celestial course.

“She woke up with the moon and hadn't put her book down since,” spoke Blues, emerging from the shadows. Anypony else would have been startled by his sudden appearance, but Luna knew he was present the entire time. Blues, he was a large and fit stallion with a black mane, and if it wasn't for his leathery wings, tuffed ears, golden slit eyes and armor specially crafted for the nightwatch over his dark grey fur, his build would have easily been mistaken for that of an earthpony's.

“I feel she is angry at me,” she said with a sigh, still looking at the moon.

“Angry at you?" Blues questioned. "And why's that, my Queen? You merely helped her.”

Same old Blues, always excessively respectful towards her; never would he disobey her orders, whatever they may be.

“I am not Queen, Blues," she corrected, "I am just Princess… or 'Luna', for you.”

He apologized. Like many batponies, there was only one princess they recognized, that being Princess Luna for obvious reasons, as they would often have trouble recalling her sister, and deity of the sun, Princess Celestia.

After a moment of silent moon-gazing had gone by, Luna softly said, “I think she wishes she hadn’t changed...”

“Nonsense!” spoke out Blues.

“Really? You weren’t very happy when it happened to you.”

“It’s different, you know it well.” Moving over to sit by her side, he contemplated the sky before them that she had painted. “Nopony can predict one’s reaction when it happens.”

Luna took a breath, her shoulders slouching as she exhaled. “Sometimes…I feel as if I'm just making things worse…”

Tearing his sights away from the scenic view just outside the window, Blues turned to her. “My Queen… Princess, you are our savior. We are grateful for every second we live, and we always will be.” Luna eventually took her eyes off the moon, looking into the stallion’s golden ones. “We love you, Princess.”

Luna was very aware of that; she could ask them anything, and they would do it without question. Sometimes, it scared her, but she had understood that it was possibly their only way of thanking her, even though she didn't considered herself their real savior.

“Tell me, where is Funk?” Luna asked, hoping to change the subject to something less dreary.

“He went for a walk after he got up, said he would be back soon." Blues raised a curious brow. "Do you happen to know what he’s doing every night?”

Softly shaking her head, Luna turned back the moon. “After all these years with him, I still get the impression that I don’t really know him… Hmm, you must think me a fool.”

“No, Princess, not at all," Blues replied with a stern shake of his head. "Funk is a very unusual pony, just like the rest of us. I mean, we're not very prominent in Canterlot’s society, and Funk can seem a little weird from time to time, but he'll never let you down. But...this, you've probably already guessed.”

Luna giggled softly. “Oh, will you someday explain to me why you’re so attached to him?”

Turning back to the moon, Blues shrugged. “He was just…a regular pony, but he was always so alone, not very fond of the orphanage he was in. He rather would have been on his own than continue living there, so he took to the street; made a living stealing until he was nineteen. But...one day, he allowed himself to trust somepony else, and this pony took advantage of him... Funk had to suffer the consequences of that.... Perhaps he just had enough of this existence, though I still don’t know why he held such a high regard for a pony who could do that to him.”

Continuing to look at the moon as if hypnotized, Luna recalled the past.

“He looked up at the moon for an instant, just one instant only; that was enough for me to hear him, to understand him…” She lowered her head. “The rest is history. One question, one answer, and then your life is changed forever.”

“Princess," Blues said, looking at her from the corner of his eye, "it seems you consider your gift to be a curse. Don’t you see the opportunity you gave us?”

“And yet…” Whatever she was about to say was never said, as she instead allowed silence to fall upon the night.

Her melancholy fading away, Luna walked to the study. Jazz had taken offence at her comments earlier, and even though that wasn't Luna's intention, she probably should still apologize. Despite the fact that Batponies had their own private barracks in the castle, they spent most of their time in the corridors, in Luna’s room, or flying over Canterlot. There weren't many of them, ten or so, but each one of them couldn't live without Luna, which was the reason why she gave them open access to her room, so they can see her if they ever needed anything.

Jazz, the most recent addition to the batpony ranks, came on a regular basis. She still had many questions regarding her new life and, because she didn't dare to ask the others, she talked about it with the Princess.

Walking over to her bedroom's door, Luna doubted she would find the batpony mare inside, but it was the only place in her home that remained quiet most of the time. After gently opening the door, Luna was dishearten to discover Jazz lying in bed under the blankets, possibly crying.

Walking silently to the bed's head-board, Luna made eye contact with Jazz, surprising her. “I… I wanted to apologize for my joke. It was of very bad taste...”

Quickly drying her tears, Jazz straightened out on the bed. “No no, you don’t have to apologize, that’s not the problem.”

“Then what is?” Luna asked, hoping to know the true cause so she could better console her.

The batpony mumbled something, then reiterated herself when she realized that she had said too much. “Actually, there is no problem.”

“Jazz,” Luna said in a doubting and suspecting tone.

The mare shook her head. “No, everything's fine, really.”

“Jazz!” Luna repeated, her voice somewhat stricter yet warm at the same time.

Her expression faltering, along with her ears drooping, Jazz turned away and sighed. “I-I don’t know… Every night, when I wake up, I think about my past life, about what I’ve done, what I could have done, and sometimes…sometimes I miss it.”

Hearing those words, Luna felt a twinge in her heart. It was as she feared, she hadn’t helped Jazz at all, quite the contrary actually…

Despite noticing Luna cringe a little, Jazz continued. “But in just seconds…it all fades away. No more regret, no more nostalgia, only…” She lowered her head, as if it hurt to voice her next words. ”Only you.”

The alicorn was taken back by that.

“Always you! Once I stand on my four hooves, I wonder where you are. When I’m hungry, I wonder what you’re eating. When I look at the sky, I can’t stop thinking about you. I wish I could recall a moment when I’m not obsessed with you, but it’s pointless to try, you sweep away everything that was me and I don’t want to be that pony anymore. I want to serve you and only you, to follow you everywhere, I have nothing else in mind. I want you to think about me as often as I think about you!”

Luna genuinely didn’t know how to respond to this.

What was she supposed to think? She had taken advantage of the charm she exerted over them since forever. Funk had been first – the first to tell her he loved her more than anything, that she was his leading light, his reason to live, his goal, his treasure. She loved him in return, and had never questioned their relation. Then there were other batponies, and just like Funk, each one of them had vowed immeasurable love to her.

Before, Luna liked to indulge herself in her relationships, but a thousand years of loneliness had changed her manners with her lovers. Each belonged with Luna and she never once rejected them. But Jazz was a delicate, sensitive mare. The first days, like any batpony's, Luna would sleep with her so she wasn’t lost, so she could stay with their 'Queen'. It usually took time for batponies to detach from her in order to become independent, but for Jazz, it never actually happened, as she only got closer to the alicorn. Luna couldn’t break Jazz's heart by forcing her from her bed, and even if she could, she wouldn’t have done it! She didn’t want to fail her guardians; they just wanted her to be happy, and she wouldn’t be the one to blame them.

“Princess?” Time had passed, and Luna was still silent, lost in thought. “I’m sorry, I didn’t want to put you in this awkward situation, I’m so—” The alicorn suddenly brought her face forward, momentarily connecting her lips to Jazz's before the batpony pulled her head back in shock. “P-Princess Luna, I…”

Luna tilted her head curiously to the side. “What? Wasn’t that what you wanted?”

Jazz blushed. “Yes, of—of course I did… it’s a dream coming true,” she answered with excitement. “It’s just… I’m only…”

“Only what? A batpony? You appear to have forgotten that we've shared the same bed for days.”

Jazz couldn't shake her head any quicker. “It was after the change, I couldn’t sleep alone.”

“Oh really? It wasn’t to be with me?”

"Y—Yes," The mare said in a reedy voice, blushing even harder than before.

Luna smiled, putting Jazz slightly less on edge. “You are my batponies, you share something special with me, and I’m here to protect you. I will be here for you as you are here for me.” Stroking Jazz's neck with a hoof, Luna prompted her to bring face closer. Doing so, Jazz could feel the alicorn's warm breath so close to her; Luna was smiling at her, waiting for her to take the first step.

“I love you, Princess,” Jazz said before slowly closing the distance, allowing themselves to engage in a tender kiss.

Feeling dazzled from the sudden pleasure and excitement, Jazz began to gradually lose her balance. Noticing this, Luna removed her crown, regalia and hoofwear with her magic before gently pushing forward, placing her in a lying position atop the bed before she settled down next to her.

The two mares laid in bed, continuing their kiss as they began stroking the other’s mane. This was a wish come true for Jazz, as she had always dreamed of running her hooves through Luna's ethereal mane, to feel the tints of stars embedded in her ever flowing mane. Despite it resembling a gas blanket, Jazz soon discovered that the princess's mane had actual consistency to it and that it was soft as the finest silk.

Pulling back from the kiss, Luna looked deep into the batpony’s red eyes, unable to repress a smile; she just wanted her protégés to be happy, it was her duty, her will. Jazz was trying to hold back her excitement, but she was unable to keep her membranous wings from twitching, nor could she hide her flushed face and hampering breathing. Luna wanted to let Jazz choose what would suit her best, but the batpony wouldn't dare to take the initiative before the Princess.

A few minutes had passed since their first kiss, and already Jazz was starting to forgetting what Luna's soft lips felt like.

Wanting to correct that, she brought her face closer to the Princess’, who didn’t evade, but instead, pressed her mouth onto her's almost violently. After the batpony’s tongue prodded at alicorn’s lips, Luna opened them, allowing it in to meet with her's before the two moist muscles began mixing and dancing over each other as they traveled back and forth into the other’s mouth; occasionally, Luna would run her tongue over her partner’s two pointy canines, dedicating the felt sensations to memory. Jazz was burning with excitement, but restricted herself to long, drawn out kisses, using her own pent up frustrations to push back against the Princess’ more than eager lips.

Laying on her back, the alicorn used her magic to suddenly lift Jazz of the bed before placing her onto her chest where the two females then silently stared at one another. Blue eyes gazed deeply into the other mare’s red’s, a color quickly becoming predominant on both their cheeks. Placing her hooves on Jazz’s back, Luna slowly ran them up, the contact eliciting a shiver from the batpony. Believing that her reaction was because her hooves were cold, The Princess of the Night paused, too hesitant to go on, but was soon relieved when the other mare offered her a kiss.

Resuming where they left off, the two continued to writhe against one another as their mouths and tongues mingled in an interlocked embrace, neither wanting to stop, but neither daring to take the act a step further. So the kiss went on, and even though they both took great pleasure in the other, frustration began to take shape in their bodies. However, moments later, Jazz quickly withdrew as she was breathless and had to stop herself, much to the Princess’ concern.

“Is something wrong?” Luna asked, looking up at her in worry.

“No…no," Jazz answered with labored breath, shaking her head before blushing profusely. "It’s just that...I never did...it.”

“It’s your first time with another mare?" Luna asked in a reassuring voice. "Do not worry, I will—” Jazz suddenly shook her head almost violently, wordlessly cutting her off.

“No, never did. Never.”

It took the Princess a few moments for her mind to process Jazz's meaning before she finally understood, her eyes widened as she answered with, “Oh.” Seconds later, her surprised expression was replaced with a mischievous grin. “Then allow me to take care of you…”

Hearing Luna say that, and in such a sultry tone, Jazz thought her heart was going to burst out of her chest. A part of her feared of what the Princess might do, but at the same time, another was dreadfully excited.

After planting her hooves around Luna and putting strength into them, she stood up, her body partially casting a shadow over the Princess before being playfully grabbed by her and placed on her back, reversing their positions. With Luna now being the one to tower over her, and their gazes once again fixating on each other, she parted a strand of obscuring hair from her protégé’s sweet face, revealing her red eyes that always clashed with her white mane and grey coat; yet, right now, in the middle of this dark night, there was some sort of harmony in these colors.

“I love you Princess,” Jazz muttered softly, looking up at her with a loving gaze.

Her wings shuffling slightly as she returned the tender gaze, Luna folded them back to her sides as she lowered her head, replying with a kiss. Returning it with the muffled sounds of her moans, Jazz offered her lips and her whole body to her leader. Slowly, Luna shifted lower from the batpony’s mouth, crossing the hollow of her neck as she caressed it with her tongue before lightly pinching the skin with her teeth, making the mare flinch and Luna chuckle.

“Ticklish?” she whispered in a teasing manner, her warm breath felt on the batpony’s neck. Jazz couldn’t hold back any longer, she felt as if her body was going to explode. “Or just excited?”

Not waiting for an answer, Luna went down languorously on Jazz’s chest, her hooves running along her body, causing her to shiver. Luna carried on slowly, and stopped inches away from Jazz’s most intimate part, kissing and licking the batpony's lower abdomen, who couldn’t help but fidget under all these quivering sensations.

“Stay calm, will you?” Luna said as she held Jazz’s flanks firmly, making her moan; she was getting closer now.

No longer trying to play with the poor batpony’s nerves, Luna finally offered the desired sensations, her tongue probing at the pony’s lower-lips that were glistening from her arousal. She was incredibly wet down there due to her excitement, as this was her first time being intimate, and with a princess no less.

After curiously flicking her tongue on Jazz's clit, electing a coo from the mare, Luna pulled back and looked at her, their eyes meeting for just a second. One was blushing heavily, embarrassed, while the other seemed to be waiting for a reaction, one that soon came once she slipped her tongue inside Jazz, causing her to tightly shut her eyes closed as a loud moan was drawn out from her. Jazz resisted the urge to gyrate her hips forward, as she didn’t dare to be rough in front of her Queen, but she still desired for her Majesty to go faster and deeper more than anything. As if reading her protégé’s mind, Luna put more effort into her tongue, her licks becoming rougher while occasionally pushing deeper into the mare’s body.

Wanting to play with her desires, Luna gave a long and deep lick along Jazz’s vulva, her breathing becoming louder and more frequent with each stroke. Minutes later, the alicorn broke contact with the batpony's sex to meet her partner’s crimson gaze, fluids covering the lips of her mischievous grin.

“Princess…” Jazz uttered between two gasps, her lower-lips now feeling cold without Luna's muzzle there to warm it. “It was… wonderful.”

“Was?” chuckled Luna before playfully shaking her head. “Oh, it's far from being over.”

As to accentuate her words, a wandering hoof made light contact with her guardian’s crotch, causing her to throw her head back from the sudden sensation. Far from being over? Jazz thought it was over, but Luna seemed to have other things in mind.

Watching the mare squirming with pleasure made the lunar mare laugh, and she didn’t restrain herself to deepen her hoof strokes. Always wanting to do more, Luna approached her salivating maw to the little bulge that exceeded from Jazz's lower-lips. Once she wrapped it around her lips, she made it dance with the tip of her tongue, poking and prodding at it while continuing her hoof-strokes on Jazz's slick vulva. That was too much for the young pony, and as she panted and moaned into her hooves covering her mouth, she wanted only one thing: explode in Luna.

‘'Princess," she manged to squeak out. "I can’t…’’

Her words fell on deaf ears, as Luna had intensified the pace of her strokes. Jazz wanted to get out, she didn’t want to tarnish her queen, but she was held in place by powerful hooves wrapped around the base of her hindlegs, the princess's grip strengthening while the pressure kept building.

‘'P-Princess !’’

Finally hearing her, Luna chose that moment to withdraw her mouth from her partner's privates before the pleasure overwhelmed her. Her head still buzzing from all of Luna's sensations, Jazz let out a long moan, trying to keep her mouth closed to prevent herself from shouting.

‘’Did you like it ?’’ asked a low voice around her hind legs. ‘’I'll admit that I haven't had much practice with mares.’’

Jazz struggled to reopen her eyes, as she was half-dreaming. When managed to see again, she found the image of her queen, laying close to her privates and cleaning her hoof with her tongue. Her excitement renewed itself almost instantly.

Once it began to naturally die down, Jazz felt a hint of embarrassment in that stream of passion. That was a phantasm made real, a dream, a utopia, but still, seeing her queen behaving like that for a simple guard didn’t make her smile as much as before.

‘’Sorry, princess, I shouldn’t have…’’ Jazz said as she made movements to get up and stand, only to be stopped by Luna's embrace.

"Now where are you going?’’ she asked into the batpony's fur.

Jazz lowered her gaze, thinking of what she had just done to her. ‘’You’re my leader… I’m just a guardian of the night… You didn’t have to play my stupid game…. You’re my queen!!’’ she kept repeating that to herself, again and again. She wanted to flee, leave far away, thinking back to what recent transpired and cursing herself for that, but it was useless, as Luna still prevented her from leaving. Jazz didn’t want to stay there, and she was ready to ignore her mistress, but the ruler of the night wasn’t quite like any other mare. When the batpony tried to flee, strong hooves pinned her on the bed. ‘’Please, stop that!’’ she cried, finding herself once again under her queen.

Luna stayed fixated on Jazz’s body; there was no anger, no sadness in her gaze, only curiosity. Lowering her head a few inches away from Jazz's face, she whispered, ‘’What’s wrong?’’

Finding it hard to look her princess back in the eye, Jazz turned her head away. "You’re a princess, I’m just a guardian…why are you doing this?’’

Luna got even closer. "You’re a batpony, someone I found one night when you turned to the moon for help. I answered, and I promised to watch over you, to bring you love and protection."

"But you can’t do that!" Jazz voiced as she swiftly turned back to her, her eyes moistening.

"Really?’’ Luna questioned, slowly closing what little distance remained between them. Jazz knew very well what she was planning on doing, but made no attempts to stop her when the princess's lips rejoined with her own. She enjoyed the smells that flooded the mouth of her mistress. Some mares didn’t like that, but Luna noticed that she didn’t care, she even seemed to like it, licking the corners of the mare’s lips. Her tongue also tasted a flavor that Jazz could have describ as salty. Stopping their long kiss, Luna cast her a judging gaze. ‘’You don’t seem to stop, though."

Her worried eyes looking downward, Jazz softly gave her reply. "I love you Princess…. But I think you’re only doing this for me."

"Of course I’m doing this for you." Luna said. "You’re MY batpony; you’re from my bloodline, and as such, I need to protect each of you and make you happy."

"But you don’t share the same love...’ Jazz answered with a downtrodden shake of her head.’

Luna smiled before craning her neck forward and pressing her forehead against Jazz's.

‘’I love you all more than anyone; to me, you’re all equally as important. I share my nights with you simply because I enjoy your company. During the day, I feel lonesome, helpless against all these ponies that always seemed to get bored of the night. But you, you’re the bearers of the Moon spirit; it's there, sparkling in your eyes. You’re all so dear to me, and I’m only looking to show you the love I have for all of you, at every second of the night."

"But your rank… you can’t…"

"My rank doesn’t have anything to do with it!" Luna interjected. "I love you, and you love me, I fail to see how me being a Princess matters at all.’’

The batpony remained there speechless, Luna moved to lie by Jazz's side, silently giving her an ultimatum: stay or leave. She didn’t want to force them to love her.

Playing with a strand of hair from Jazz’s mane, Luna spoke. ‘’A thousand years, a thousand years of loneliness. That’s enough to ruin your social capabilities with others… maybe I’m making a mistake on how to do it, maybe I’m doing too much… I love you and that’s the only thing that matters, but I won’t force you to do things that you don’t like.’’

Still on her back, Jazz turned her head towards the alicorn so she could face her, finding that the sadness wasn’t in her queen’s eyes just yet, but sorrow was evident on her expression. The young mare blamed herself for that. They loved each other, that was the most important thing, right? Guilt tightened Jazz’s throat. Luna showed her all the love she had for her, and the only thing she was doing was shirking from it.

‘’I already told you Princess, I love you," Jazz reaffirmed, bringing a soft smile to Luna's face.

Despite being royalty, she was still quite the socially awkward pony, and the only ones with whom she was still able to talk with were her own guards or her sister. She should feel lonely. Jazz loved her and she wanted her to be as happy as she could. Why did she only think of stopping their embraces?

The young mare felt more confident and wanted to give Luna the same pleasures she enjoyed just a moment before. Unable to keep herself away from the mouth of her queen, she used the same technique she learned from her mentor. Slowly running over the mare’s lips, she buried her muzzle in the crook of her neck. Luna, already tensed with apprehension, couldn’t help but squirm when Jazz let her tongue slip all the way.

‘’I guess there’s someone even more ticklish than me~" the batpony coyly remarked, exploiting the mare of the night's most sensitive part, laughing as she tired in vain to stop her with her hooves.

Their squabble lasted for some minutes, during which the two mares struggled everywhere atop the sheets. When they finally stopped rolling on the bed to catch their breath, they choked. Now, it was the turn of the batpony to be the one lying on Luna’s body. Staring at her with her turquoise blue eyes, Luna saw that Jazz wanted to pleasure her, wanted her queen to be satisfied with her. Without a word, she then lowered herself on the alicorn’s hind legs.

She never did that with anypony before, but that shouldn’t be too hard, she thought. Her rump against the princess, Jazz didn’t notice that they were in quite an intimate position. Still, Luna didn’t seem to mind, and upset the mare even less, settling to stroke her flanks with her hooves.

Jazz closed her eyes, and allowed herself to be driven by a wild, animal-like impulse, tenderly nearing her tongue all the way to her mistress's vulva. The first wave of sensations made the princess shiver, who rested on her hooves to get her pelvis closer to the batpony, still massaging her flanks.

Not knowing the best way to proceed, Jazz settled to roll her tongue, her eyes falling on the tail of the nightly mare; it was like having the sky only a few inches away from your face, with the Milky Way at your hooftips. No longer caring for what was happening around her, and as if hypnotized by the secrets of the Princess, Jazz was surprised to feel a wet sensation at her crotch, and couldn’t help but let out a surprised yelp.

‘’Sorry, but it’s my turn!’’ Jazz declared.

‘’I don’t see why I should stay here doing nothing, but please, continue,’’ Luna answered with a small smile before sensually licking at the mare’s privates again.

Exhilarated by the praise, both physical and morally provided by the alicorn, Jazz refused to go soft and buried her muzzle between the wide-spread legs of her queen, Luna doing pelvis movements on tempo with the batpony's broad tongue strokes. Quickly, their motions synchronized, the two driven by the shared sensations that they both gave and received. Once Jazz grew more adventurous however, she began to delve deeper into the alicorn, prompting Luna to moan, signalling her pleasure to the bat mare. Until told otherwise, Jazz didn’t dare take the initiative, however, that wouldn't stop herself from expressing her passion to her beloved queen.

Allowing herself to be carried by the rhythm and the strokes, the tension built so much within Jazz that the following sensations became almost torturous to her, most of her efforts going into ensuring that Luna's own experience felt just as pleasurable as hers. Raising her hooves, Jazz then used them to spread her mistress's lower lips a bit wider, allowing her tongue to dive even further into her. The desired reaction didn't take long, as Luna, with her mouth pressed against the batpony's crotch, released a muffled cry of ecstasy, stimulating Jazz in return.

Utter pleasure overran the princess, Jazz receiving a flood of her love fluids in her mouth and all over her muzzle. Despite indulging herself in similar sensations, Jazz however didn't want to cum just yet, and she wasn't going to stop until she reached her peak. Luna understood it quickly and, wanting to make the mare whose gestures gave her more displeasure than pleasurable pauses, increased her licks on the vulva before her. She took care of brushing her tongue against Jazz's inner walls, being thorough as to cover every part she could with saliva. The pleasure wracked through the gray mare's body as she pushed a bit more her pelvis against the lunar mare's face, preventing her from withdrawing.

Expecting to receive the same from Luna, Jazz then increased her movements, gradually adding to the alicorn's building pleasure with every kiss she planted on her labia. With Luna returning the bat mare's efforts in kind, it didn't take long before they both gasped loudly around the other's sex while their backs arched, the two mares overwhelmed by the tsunami of pleasure that coursed through their very beings as they finally reached their climax.

Jazz’s head buzzed, the mare barely managing to stand on her hooves. She only desired one thing at that moment: to sleep close to Luna’s warm body and never being away from it. When she turned back, she saw Luna, her muzzle coated with her secretions. A tint of red hit Jazz's cheeks, but the princess didn’t seem to be embarrassed at all, au contraire. Taking one of Jazz's hooves, she pulled brought the batpony’s face to her own in a fiery kiss, their tongues swapping and savoring the taste of the other.

Soon deciding to simply rest on the bed, the two held their hooves together, closing their eyes as they enjoyed sensuously sweet post-coital kisses, all while Luna unfolded a wing over the two sweating bodies. It was hot with the princess by her side, yet Jazz wanted to curl against her body, to take in the sweet scent of her queen again and again. Jazz's body was then surrounded by the hooves of her divine, kept in the princess's lap with her chin atop the batmare's head. She wasn’t sleepy, but with Luna by her side, she wouldn’t dare to move, not for anything in the world.

To Jazz, everything was for the princess. Every thought was for her. Not a doubt, not a reproach.

Luna loved all her batponies. She would do anything for them. They shared a special bond with her, and were gifted with a bit of her power thanks to the moon. They could do anything with their bestowed abilities, and Luna would never blame them for what they chose to do with them.

‘’Princess?’’ Jazz asked meekly against the princess's torso. In response, the alicorn tightened her embrace on the batpony, letting out a warm sigh. ‘’You love...all the guardians?"

Eyes still closed, Luna answered with, "Yes, all."