Velvet's Night

Celestia caressed the tip of Night Light’s member in her bobbing mouth. It tasted like a mix of blue and black berries. She hadn’t a care in the world how or why it tasted like that. She only knew that the more she moved her lips and licked his member, the stronger the taste got.

This all started when her sister and her started watching Night Light envision a night he went to a strip club as a young stallion. The image he conjured up was him sitting verklempt in a private dance parlor, wiping tears from his eyes. The pegasus mare working there sat next to him calling him nice names and comforting him. Celestia then saw the mare suddenly go down on him. Her only thought at that moment it happened was she wanted to do it too.

“Go for it sister,” she heard the voice of the doctor, who was actually Luna wearing a facade.

She was now back in the examination room disguised as Nurse Perky Peach. Night Light groaned as she buried his shaft in her mouth. The naughty stallion had been innocently giving her visions of rutting her in the closet, and it had been driving her crazy. Now was the moment she had been aching for. Now it was her turn to get him all hot and horny.

“Get a good sample!” Her sister’s words encouraged her.

Upon hearing that, she redoubled her efforts. The taste seemed to be congealing in her mouth to the thickness of honey or corn syrup. The thick substance was not pouring out of the tip of the penis as Celestia would expect his cum to do, it felt more like it was syphoning off the skin of his whole shaft.

She pulled her mouth off of the shuddering rod to savor the taste.

“So hot,” she whimpered smacking her lips, swishing the juices around.

“Use the tip of your tongue.” Luna moaned.

She popped the trembling monolith into the front of her mouth so she could taste his flavor on the tip of her tongue.

“Sweet Celestia,” Night Light gasped in amazement.

The sound of her name being uttered seemed to pull her thoughts to a place of clarity.

She looked up at him again realizing that Night Light, the father of her student, and a married stallion, was in the throes of ecstasy because his penis was being licked by-

“Windchimes!” Celestia shouted in a panic.

***

She felt herself snap backwards suddenly like she was tied to the end of a bungee cord that was pulling itself back to it’s original size.

In moments she was back in the mirror space where she and Luna were plotting earlier.

“Oh no, oh no, oh no!” She kept repeating over and over as she stamped in place. Humiliation was now burning her whole face and body.

She glanced in the mirror and saw Night Light was still asleep but now he was nuzzled up against Twilight Velvet.

Celestia felt something dripping down her chin. She wiped it off with her hoof and saw that it was some a kind of liquid.

The substance glowed with a dark ruby red color that had swirling veins of silver and gold shifting through it. She also noticed it carried the same aroma of the substance she was tasting on Night Light’s penis just seconds ago.

She stood there in shock for a moment.

But then she heard the wind chimes. Their simple and pure sounds were so peaceful. She heard them again and felt a wave of calmness sweep across her.

This isn’t real, she thought to herself. That didn’t happen. I am sleeping soundly in the Astronomy tower, Luna is right in front of me if I need her.

A shivering sensation overtook her, the inside of her mouth starting to become heavy, like she needed to spit.

“Don’t swallow it, sister.” She heard Luna say beside her. “Just open your mouth and let it all drain into this.”

A crystal basin appeared in front of her.

She opened her mouth and felt a wave of the substance poor out of her. But it wasn’t like vomiting. It felt more like her saliva glands had been replaced with a water spigot that was turned on to full.

“You don’t need to spit or gag, unless you want to,” Luna comforted putting a hoof on her back. “If it does sicken you, remember this is just a dream, you can give it as little or as much taste as you wish.”

She felt Luna bring her other forehoof up to a full hug.

“I’m proud of you. It’s ok,” she said with her head resting on the back of Celestia’s neck. “You’re gonna be alright.”

Celestia couldn't respond. The amount of the liquid coming out was endless, physically not possible. It would have been almost comical if it wasn’t so strange.

She took a long breath through her nose, surprised it didn't make her choke. But, like Luna said, this was just a dream. What was important was the action of getting the substance out of her.

“You did great, sister. I really mean it. Nothing you did was wrong, or harmful. You did so much more good than bad just then.”

The waterfall of liquid coming out her mouth finally subsided.

“How could you say that?” Celestia gasped looking up at her. “I was just… fellating, Night Light!”

“Night Light was only dreaming he was getting oral sex. You just so happened to end up watching it from the perspective of the mare giving it to him. It’s alright if you enjoyed it. And you are as much in the right if it disgusts you.
We were in Night Light’s dream, Night Light’s fantasy, not yours. Cadence still struggles to understand this in our dream walking studies together. Which is why We, no I wanted you here with me rather than her? She’s still too young for this.”

Celestia was touched having heard Luna give her candid justifications on why she wanted her here tonight. She understood what Luna was saying, in fact she was already thinking it to herself before Luna said it out loud. And, maybe she did grow a twinge of jealousy when she first heard that her niece and her student were excelling in their dream studies faster than her.

“Remember what I keep on saying about emotions?” Luna asked her. “They have a stronger pull than logic, reason, and even magic in this realm.”

“Then how do we fight it, Luna?” Celestia pleaded. “I need to find a way to block those emotions from affecting me.”

She looked through the mirror at Twilight Velvet feeling a sense of determination to help mixed with a bewildering sense of guilt.

“But you don’t fight them sister,” Luna said summoning a stack of folded towels in front of them.

Celestia took a good look at Luna for the first time since they got back. She gasped in shocked at what she saw.

From the back of her head all the way down to her back side, she was covered in the very same ruby liquid that was sitting in the basin in front of them.

She looked back at her with a confident smile on her face.

“A little help please?”

Celestia used her magic to grab a towel and started to wipe away the ichor from Luna’s mane.

“We let Nighty mount Us after you left.” Luna bragged, scrubbing a towel along her nethers. “Like a typical stallion in intense arousal, his thrust was powerful but his aim poor.”

Luna nickered at her euphemism.

“Wring out the towels out over the basin.” She told Celestia when she noticed her towel was starting to get completely soaked.

“What is this stuff?” Celestia asked squeezing it into the basin with her magic.

“This,” Luna continued now scrubbing her flanks in a very playful way that looked like she was enjoying it. “Is a mix of Night Light’s memories, thoughts, and a whole lot of lust.”

She held up her towel to her nose and studied the liquid more closely.

“A very repressed lust.” She added, before floating the towel back to scrubbing her flank. “That must be why it is so thick. Normally lust takes the form of a hot bubbling liquid or when it’s in its purest form- steam.”

“Like the emotions Starlight Glimmer was able to keep in a physical bottle in Ponyville.” Celestia suddenly realized out loud.

“Oh yes! Of course!” Luna cheered. “We never made that connection before, oh my dearest sister you are brilliant!”

She pranced over to her and gave her a kiss on the cheek.

“Please promise me you’ll write about this tomorrow! I think we just made a breakthrough in dream theory and emotions!”

Luna started wringing out her tail over the basin.

“Are you ok Luna?” Celestia asked concerned by the way she was acting.

“Don’t you see it? Don’t hide or cower from the emotions of the dream realm?” She proclaimed to her. “Channel them!”

Celestia looked down at the basin that was getting pretty full.

“Trying to block any emotions of our dreams out of sheer will whether they make us strong or weak, angry or lustful; is like trying to block exactly half of the raindrops in a rain shower with your hoof.”

Luna spread the rest of the towels on the ground. She gave a giddy squee and started rolling around on them.

“Rather than getting upset,” she said wriggling her back on the towels. “And focusing on trying to stop the rain from falling on you, accept it. Accept getting wet is part of life. But-”

Luna whinnied springing up to her hooves. She gathered up all the towels with her magic and started wringing them over the basin.

“-allow it to wash off of you. And if you can, let it fall into a basin or a reservoir, so then you can funnel it to the ponies and things that have better need of it.”

“You sound like a pony from the Canterlot Engineers Guild, giving a proposal on water conservation.” Celestia said, following on her every word.

“The concept is exactly the same.”

Luna’s words had been getting much faster and her voice getting much more excited.

“When a wild thunder storm blows out of the Everfree Forest. Are you going to let the palace get swept away by the flood? Or are you going to order the ponies to start opening the storm drains to get the water back to the lakes and rivers it belongs in? Can’t you see what I am trying to do here, sister?”

Celestia immediately realized why her sister was dancing around like a mare in her first heat. She immediately summoned a massive bucket of water and dumped it on her.

“Oh…”

She stood there frozen solid for a moment, and then turned to Celestia who was grinning at her. Luna's face sunk to a shocked and embarrassed one. She looked like a cat that had just come in from being stuck outside in the rain.

Celestia stifled a laugh as she threw the last of the clean towels on her to dry off.

“Fine, have your laugh!” Luna’s muffled voice admitted. “That stuff was getting to me, and I needed that.”

“I knew something was off when you stopped referring to yourself as we. The last time I heard you do that so much must have been-”

“Sister, please!” Luna silenced her. “I have just been basting in a unicorn’s repressed lust. Please don’t bring up our younger days when we pranced openly with the wild stallions of Equestria.”

“That’s my worry, Luna!” Celestia cried. “You saw what happened, Night Light’s memories and lust was just too much for me to resist. I lost control...”

“You were not the only one there, sister. We, I mean, I saw the exact same memories Night Light was showing you.”

Luna placed a wing on her.

“I was overtaken by the same rush of carnal desires as well. But you know what saved us from getting swept away? You! You said windchimes first. When I heard you say that it pulled me out of my rut long enough to get Nighty’s stallionhood pointed towards his wife.”

Celestia sighed as she looked at the two ponies, slumbering in their bed. A thought then crossed her mind

“Is Night Light, physically impotent?” She asked her.

Luna lit up her horn, holding up a field of magic on the couple's bed, and gave a snort.

“Not physically.” Luna answered, shaking out the last of the water in her mane. “But on a psychological level we did clear out a lot of emotional roadblocks that he had built up over time in his libido.”

Luna’s cheeks turned red and she nickered.

“Whether you think him to be well endowed or not, Night Light is sporting one of the hardest erections in his life right now.”

Celestia looked and saw Luna’s magic was showing an image like an x-ray on the bed. She could see the ponies legs, and Night Light’s fifth leg curling up between Twilight Velvet’s buttocks.

Celestia stood there in silence gazing at it.

“Hmmmm…” Luna thought gazing down at the basin.

“You did exceptionally well, Celestia,” she beamed at her with pride. “I have been trying to get him to fully open up for nights.”

“But I just made it worse.” Celestia frowned, sympathetic for the guy they just aroused in his sleep. “What’s to say when they wake up his wife isn’t going to be interested and tells him to go rub his horn in the bathroom?”

“Sister,” Luna gasped with a smile. “One dive into the erotic dreams of a stallion and you start talking about colts masturbating in bathrooms like it’s no more interesting than picking the color arrangements for the Grand Galloping Gala.”

Celestia summoned a new bucket of water and dumped it on her.

“Not… Funny…”

Luna gave a huff at her

“Fine,” she said annoyed through clenched teeth. “While you were getting all hot and bothered playing nurse with Nighty. I was able to recover the perfect memory in the deeper guarded recesses of his mind. I have no doubt that if Twilight Velvet saw it she will cherish and yearn for the stallion even more immensely till probably the end of their days.”

“Are you sure of that?” Celestia asked.

“Most certainly!” Luna nodded. “Twilight Velvet is a romantic. If you can draw out her devotion and passion like stacking logs to build a fire and then-”

“Sister, please enough with the analogies!” Celestia pleaded.

“Sorry,” Luna grimaced. “It’s just how I optimize my thought process in this realm. If we get her to see that dream, Nighty will certainly get to plow his mare.”

“We should really stop calling him that,” Celestia admitted. “That’s Velvet’s pet name for him, not ours.”

“Yeah,” Luna said realizing they both had been doing it. “Which leaves us to this.”

The two of them looked down at the basin.

“I just wish we could in some way distill that memory out of this pool of lust and show it to her.” Luna pondered.

Celestia pensively smacked her lips, and immediately she had a brilliant idea.