Celestia rose to her clad hooves, turning with Troubleshoes as he tried to circle her. "You're looking... prepared." Her eyes darted down to where the fierce purple glow of Twilight's magic emanated from his swollen jewels. As she had requested, an imprint of her student's cutie mark was laid across the side, marking it as being part of her.

Troubleshoes leaned in and nipped at the side of Celestia's long neck. "Ah'm ready, but are you?" He snuffled through her fur as he stepped in on her, limiting her movement. "Ah know it..."

Celestia knew this as well. She could feel herself winking, a fact that she kept hidden as best she could. She wanted him and what he had, but she felt the urge to be coy. "You will be my stallion?"

"Forever," he breathed out, nudging against her and trying to slip past her to reach her flowing tail. "Yer mine." His advance was arrested in a golden glow.

She had him firmly in her magic. "Our foal will be ours. You are mine." She turned and kissed his nose. "Eager stallion, you're forgetting your place. Apologize and ask properly."

Troubleshoes was stuck for a moment, baffled by the sudden turn before it came to him. This was Celestia, ruler of Equestria, and he was trying to just hop up on her back like a random mare. He felt a fierce blush coming on, but he still wanted her. He wanted her so badly. "Ah'm mighty sorry." He squirmed in place. His balls felt so full! He wanted to be on top of her, doing what stallions do. "Please, let me be yer stallion. Ah'll stuff ya full of foals, just like ya asked."

Celestia set him down in front of herself. "And why do you want to make foals with me? Why not Twilight?"

On being mentioned, the winded Twilight's ears rose sharply. "W-what?"

Troubleshoes glanced over at Twilight and back at Celestia. "She might be a princess, but she ain't the princess you are." He smiled a little timidly, his bravado tempered with Celestia's show of strength. "Ah know ya want it too. Let's make the next generation."

Celestia's eyes half-lidded as she nodded. "Let's..." She turned slowly, her shapely rump coming into view. "Your performance is being considered. Make your princess pleased."

Troubleshoes licked his lips. Being graded on rutting was not what he had in mind, but he was sure he could do it. He had to! He leaned in and inhaled the spicy aroma of her heat, nuzzling at her flowing tail towards the base. He would not be able to mount her if she kept it in the way. He might become lost in it if she wanted it. That flowing symbol of her intense power was not to be discounted. It was like the sun rising all over again when she brought it up and to the side, revealing her sopping wet lips to his eyes.

The urge to jump on her was overwhelming. He wanted to jump on every mare that stood still long enough. He also wanted to do it right. He ran his large tongue over her lips in a long motion, lapping up her juices all at once and bringing it into his snout. She tasted powerfully, wonderfully. His already hard member twitched painfully as if trying to become all the firmer. His lick made her thick equine lips pout open, spilling fresh fluids as she winked at him in approval. Her soft cry was music to his ears.

"Enough." Her magic nudged at him. "Do what I know you so desperately want to do." What she wanted him to do, just as desperately, but she didn't mention that part.

He reared up, putting his hooves on her back. For Celestia, everything went still a moment. It had been so long since last she felt a stallion on her back, to say nothing of one properly sized to cover her entirely. She spread her hind legs subtly, inviting his presence. Her wings spread out wide, offering extra stability for them both. Her eyes closed and her entire body was tense, waiting for the true start of their play.

Across the room, Twilight watched, licking her lips as Troubleshoes thrust his hips forward, but his shaft slid along Celestia's belly the first time, and poked her in the rump the next. Twilight frowned, her horn glowing as she took hold of that out of control shaft. She could feel it throbbing with masculine energy as she lined it up perfectly with Celestia's entrance.

A wet noise of completion marked Troubleshoes sinking several pleasurable inches into Celestia, with many more still to give her. He pulled her back as he stepped forward, bringing their bodies together with a soft slap of fevered flesh. They were one delirious creature instead of two, and he began to buck and drive into her quivering depths. He could feel her passage grabbing and pulling at him with an almost frightful strength, were it not so intensely pleasurable. He grunted with strain, trying to hold things back. Stallions were made to mount, pump, and explode quickly, but this was too special for that. He wanted to give Celestia all the love she gave Equestria daily.

Celestia drove back against him with a whicker, blushing at the wild noise, but not caring enough to do anything but want more of what Troubleshoes was giving. "Deeper," she breathed out. "Faster."

He wanted both of those things, but felt his control slipping. He rocked against her body, plunging into that heat that seemed to rival the sun she moved each day. His stiff shaft sang to him with pleasure with every motion, both of himself and her undulating passage. His body was screaming to let it seed the mare beneath him, but they had just begun. He wanted more, so much more.

All he could do was push on. He bit into her withers, becoming lost in her flowing mane. He could see nothing, and that was fine. Nothing mattered but the painful perfection of his struggling shaft. It was too much. He felt a spurt escape and tried to hold back, but another came, and the damn broke. He let out a powerful noise of a completed stallion as he thrust his hips as forward as they could go, pushing his shaft into Celestia's core as thick semen burst free in waves of virility and Twilight's magic, painting her insides a glowing purple.

Celestia's body tipped over into orgasm at the feel of being filled. Her insides rippled wildly over his cock, milking it for every drop of seed it had to offer as she groaned and shoved back to complete their connection as firmly as it could be. For a precious moment, they were still, both experiencing a deep sense of fulfillment. But then it was over, and Celestia looked over her shoulder. "You may proceed." That was lovely, but she was up for more, so much more.

Troubleshoes was heaving for breath, having released Celestia from his nip. "Just... give me a moment." He wouldn't let her down. He couldn't! He felt something at his rump and turned to see Twilight was standing beside him with one hoof out on his cutie mark. "Um, ma'am?"

Celestia tilted her head at Twilight. "Is something wrong?" Besides the fact that she wasn't being drilled at that moment.

Twilight's ears went up. "Oh, well, for ideal breeding, he should be given time to replenish his stamina." She clopped her hooves together. "If you're still in need of satisfaction, I can think of a few things we can do until then."

Celestia hiked a brow. This was a change from Twilight's prior attitude. "Are you suggesting what I think you are?"

"I'm suggesting that I, as a loyal subject, should do whatever is in her power to make her princess happy." She gently nudged at Troubleshoes. "Go ahead and take a break, you deserve it."

He pulled back, his half-limp shaft slipping free and hanging in the air, glistening with their shared fluids and glowing a soft purple from the remnants of his enhanced seed. Twilight shook her head at the sight. "We can't allow you to remain like this. For optimal results, you need to be clean." Just as he opened his mouth to object, she took hold of him with her magic, pulling him straight before collecting all the fluid in one long smooth draw that had him shivering with the strange but pleasant sensation of it.

The floating mass of mare and stallion fluids drifted away from his spent shaft, floating just before her snout. "That's much better. You have no use for this, I presume?" She was looking at Celestia pointedly.

Celestia turned to face Twilight. "I'm uncertain what use I could get from... that. You should get rid of it." What was her darling once-student thinking?

"As you command." She opened her mouth and that collection of seminal fluids rushed to fill that void, puffing her cheeks out as she closed her lips around it. With a thunderous swallow, it was gone. "Waste not, want not." She licked over her lips, her tongue sticky with what had just run over it. "Now we have a princess in need of a well-deserved distraction." She stepped around Celestia on light hooves.

Celestia turned with her, confusion winning out over lust. "Twilight, if I may remind, you are also a princess. You are not beholden to me like a kitchen maid."

Twilight nodded at that as if it were obvious. "You have not commanded me, Celestia, but, princess or not, you are still a cherished friend." She put a hoof on her chest. "I have always looked up to you, and always will, and it is obvious that you are in need of assistance."

Celestia sat down on her haunches, a smile spreading on her lips. "While that may be true, helping a friend does have limits that typically end when dealing with being 'hot to trot', as it were. Besides, did you not just proclaim yourself to be a heterosexual mare? What do you plan to do?"

Twilight tilted her head. "I still am... but watching... that..." She licked her lips, her tongue cleaned of the previous mess. "I... I'm willing to experiment a little... if you're willing?"

Celestia's smile deepened. "I want it clear that you do not have to do this, Twilight. We are peers. You should not feel beholden to satisfy this itch, even out of kindness." Inside, she was cheering. A twilight that could-have-been would have been interesting, but the true original? She wanted that! But she also knew she wanted that and she knew it would be incredibly wrong if she pressed for it. She held a position of power over Twilight for so long... "I will be fine, Twilight, I assure."

Twilight shook her head firmly as she trotted up to Celestia, face-to-face. "If I am your peer, then I get to make my own decisions. Celestia, will you... accept that?" She perked an ear. "I mean, I understand if you'd rather someone more... male... or experienced, or both..."

Troubleshoes watched the two have their little dance around the subject. "Um, pardon me, ma'ams, but if she wants to, you know, that, why not let her?" He was not against the idea of watching the two powerful mares play with one another. That sounded kind of... interesting.

Celestia's cheeks warmed at remembering that there still was another in the room, watching them. Still, she still desired Troubleshoe's presence. He would remain. "If you are absolutely certain, then we will proceed." She tipped her head forward just enough to brush her nose against Twilight's. "I will show you how it's done, then you can return the favor. A mare's body is a complex thing." A little smirk touched her lips. "Be sure to pay attention, there may be a quiz on the matter after we're done."

Author's Note

No matter how godlike a male feels, afterwards there is a little reminder that he is still a mortal.

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