Icy Wastes

Chrysalis was quiet, glaring quietly at the wall. “I’m not… blushing…” She muttered.

“Mmmhm.” Tharian sighed, “I’m not going to press.” He chuckled.

“Sure.” Chrysalis shifted, pressing closer to his surprisingly nice and cool body. “Sure you won’t…”

“I won’t. If you have something to hide, then I’ll let it rest.” He assured, caressing her arm.

Chrysalis sighed. “I’m really beginning to see why she likes you.”

“Chrysalis…” He began quietly.

“What?” She asked.

“We’ve waited nearly nine hundred years… to even speak to each other as more than friends. I was… scared of harming her. When we met, she was in mourning. She lost her sister, and everything seemed against her.” He sighed. “The thought of hurting her in any way still sickens me. It’s one of the things I fear.”

Chrysalis fell silent, closing her eyes and listening.

“You… and Luna both seem to believe this was something overnight… like we did it without a thought or care in the world. Maybe we didn’t care what happened… or who found us. We just… needed each other. Or… at least I needed her.” Tharian said, slowly sitting up. Chrysalis moved up with him. The changeling queen could feel his heart sinking with every word. “I… can’t tell her that I regret it. That I regret pulling her this deep into my life when things are beginning to slip and crumble.”

“Tharian.” She tried to stop him.

“No. Listen, just… listen.”

“I won’t. You damnable idiot. Just… you love her. There’s no way around that. And that’s why you feel fear for hurting her. Feel scared of bringing her in when things could very well fall apart… but, like you said, you need her. Don’t give your love a second thought. And DON’T say you regret what you did. That’s a lie.” She sat up, glaring at him. “Fucking hell, you stupid stallion. She wants to carry foals for you. She’s a GODDESS to the ponies here in Equestria for fucks sake. She’s the EMBODIMENT of the sun. And you can pin her down, make her DESIRE what is tantamount to servitude to you. Shit, skip our date, whip your cock out in front of her while she’s on her throne, and I’m sure she’ll pin you to the table and ride you until the end of time. So shut the fuck up about regrets, and not wanting her…”

Tharian was silent, just staring down at her.

“Now. Let’s fix this shit, and make sure neither of you have to suffer for making love. And, you’ll both owe me for this. I won’t be welcome here in Canterlot for a while.” She chuckled. “Not like I care… I can just go latch onto Arkantos and Twilight for a while… or if Cadance is willing to let me take a crack at Shining…” She mused.

“Or, perhaps join us later?” Celestia’s voice startled both of them. She climbed up onto the bed, hovering her face mere inches from Tharian’s.

“Celestia…” Tharian mumbled.

“Shhh… we’ll be alright, Tharian.” She leaned in and kissed him.

Tharian returned the kiss, gently hugging her with his free arm. “Take care of her, Tharian. And Chrysalis, take care of him.” She shifted down and lightly kissed Chrysalis, surprising the changeling. “And… do enjoy yourselves.” She giggled softly.

“We will.” Chrysalis sighed quietly.

“Chrysalis, I think you look cute like that… but remember. At night, you’ll be sharing that chest.” Celestia teased.

“And what makes you think I want to be here? He is holding me against my wi-”

“He’s barely holding you. His arm’s literally laying over you and you have magic.” Celestia grinned. “Plus, your blushing, and constantly nuzzling your cheek against his stomach. Given half a chance, something tells me you’d be stroking his cock.”

Chrysalis shot up, and was instantly proven to be a liar. “Shut up! Or else I’ll…”

“Do what, go back on your offer? Alright… that’s your decision.” Celestia sighed.

“I wouldn’t.” Chrysalis huffed, pushing up against Tharian’s side once again. “I’m here for the love that’s bleeding off of him…”

“But, who are those feelings for? I was gone for a few minutes… and instead of getting up and leaving you were nuzzling my stallion.” Celestia challenged, now standing up from the bed. “And trying to comfort him.” She glanced to Tharian and smiled slightly. “And proving just how true his feelings are.”

“Mmm… I’m a changeling, negative emotions are good for me…” Chrysalis mumbled.

“Mmmhm.” Celestia laughed. “I’m going to get dressed… you two can take your time… or not, that’s up to you.” She turned around and dropped her towel.

Both Chrysalis and Tharian were staring at Celestia’s beautiful form. She seemed to sway back and forth shaking her plump ass for the two to watch and drool over.

Tharian was doing much much more than staring and Chrysalis’ attention was pulled to his towering erection. “Holy shit.” She breathed, licking her lips as she traced the tent in the blankets with her eyes. “Fucking monster… I like it…” She cooed, reaching down and playfully sliding her hand under the blanket. Tharian took that as an open invitation to finally squeeze her plot, causing her to gasp.

Celestia hummed to herself, slowly dressing and giving the two watching a show until the moment they began to focus more on each other. “Oh my… and here I thought you weren’t a slut Chrysalis.” She chuckled.

“I’m not… I just know a worthy stud when I see one.” Chrysalis growled playfully.

“You have no idea.” Celestia chuckled.

Tharian sighed softly as Chrysalis’ surprisingly soft hand slid up his shaft. “Ooh… gods…” He muttered. He groped her ass a little more, though his eyes remained locked on Celestia’s plush plot. “Mmm… Celestia… why don’t you come back and sit down on my lap… I’m sure we can… take that tight ass of yours for a nice ride.” He breathed.

“Mmmm… later, sweetie. If we take too long your little plot to get us out of any ‘trouble’ will fail.” She shook her hips, waving her tail to give them a small view of her winking clit.

“I can give you that…” Chrysalis breathed, leaning in and licking his ear. “In fact, big boy… you could get me pregnant. No issues on my end.” She nibbled his ear.

“Mmm… I just might take you for a spin then…” Tharian teased back, leaning down and roughly biting her ear. “Fuck you right in public… make it all the more believable.” He breathed.

Chrysalis glanced to Celestia for a moment, noticing her horn was glowing and she had a smirk on her face.

Chrysalis shook a little pressing closer. “Mmm… it’d be such a good ploy… make them all believe we just fucked all night… and I wanted to ruin Celestia’s reputation…”

“Ruin it? All the guards saw my entire cock vanishing into her… rumors of how a foreign king is in love with here… enough so that a changeling could easily get his lovestruck mind to fuck her senseless… it’d do more for her, cull her suitors… make them feel inadequate.” Tharian mused.

“Mmm, Chrysalis, why don’t you go wait outside? I wish to speak to Tharian alone before you two head out…” Celestia said, turning around and walking to the bed. She just had panties on, her breasts swinging back and forth and bouncing up and down with each step.

“W-with pleasure…” She licked her lips and slowly stood up, unable to remove her eyes from Celestia’s body. She walked out of the room, closing the door behind herself.

“Now… Tharian… there’s a few things I need you to do…” Celestia climbed over Tharian’s body.

“Besides teasing her?” He stuck his tongue out embracing Celestia.

“Besides teasing her.” She nodded, kissing him deeply.

“What do you need me to do?” He asked.

Celestia licked her lips. “Oooh… many things…”