Wishful Lullaby

Ponies were unaware of the thoughts that filled Twilight Sparkle's mind, and if they did, none would come to her for advice. Not entirely a lost opportunity; it had been some time now since the Princess of Friendship had gotten a day off. As much as she liked helping and guiding the ponies of Equestria, sometimes a mare just needed down time.

Although being shy of three years since Twilight had ascended; she was still uncomfortable with her wings and height growth. Constantly bumping herself into corners, stalls and other ponies, she frustrated herself to no end.

Princess Celestia kept assuring Twilight that once she was comfortable in her new body, she would stop being klutzy. Yet even now Twilight doubted that. She would probably always be clumsy.

Managing her wings was a daunting task. Twilight found it strange that besides a spa pony whom she asked for tips on preening and cleaning her wings properly; every other pony started getting... Weird.

Embarrassed even, and she couldn't understand it. So professional wing care was her way. Though Twilight got the impression that preening was a bit more intimate than anypony was letting on.

Not that she had any understanding on that topic other than the textbooks and scrolls she had read through in the Twin Sisters Library. Many depicted spells to enhance sexual pleasure.

Feeling her cheeks crimson, Twilight tried to concentrate on the new Darin Doo book that came out last week. Unfortunately besides Darin Doo looking for something to protect it from -insert villain here- she was lost on the plot. Sighing in disappointment, Twilight closed the book with an unhappy slap. It was almost midnight. The grandfather clock chimed in Twilight's bedchamber and a point clear. She should sleep.

Not that she wanted to. Every time she closed her eyes... Twilight's imagination ran wild and unhindered; dark and forbidden desires pushed to the surface of her unconscious mind and forced her to accept what she wouldn't even think of in the day. That she was lonely, and in need of company. Her friends only gave her so much, Twilight craved more and hated herself for it.

She should be happy, friendship was an important part of who she was. She couldn't help feeling like a repulsive mare, especially when she was in heat. Those bad dreams. The ones that were almost tangible; where every sound, noise, taste and feel was overwhelming and overpowering. They use to be nameless ponies, with no visible distinction. They would whisper naughty and explicit words to Twilight; telling her all the ways they wanted to rut her and plant their seed in her. She would wake up from those dreams sweaty, out of breath, with slickness staining her sheets and covering her inner thighs. She was always beet red when that happened, and made sure she cleaned the bedding herself.

Thank Celestia when she got her castle that it didn't come with servants. Knowing she needed to, but wishing for none of the aching loneliness, she pulled the sheets back and crawled in. Turning the magic run gems of light off, Twilight settled down. Hoping that any dreams would contain faceless ponies playing out her desires, and not one particular princess.
***

Duty held for the princess of night, set fast in watching over the dreams of Equestrian ponies. Princess Luna enjoyed protecting and maintaining order in the Dreamscape. Securing safety during the night when most slept was a crucial apex. The few ponies who did sleep during the day had little to fear. Shadows don't grow in the sunlight, while negative forces were at their weakest when the sun was risen.
Being the night princess was dangerous through. Luna was secluded and comfortable in the dark. Demanding a price to be pay. The nightmare.

Princess Luna considered herself a sponge. She wandered in between the doors of all sleeping thoughts. Becoming one with ponies deepest fears, desires, and shadows. Dark thoughts and intentions. Some sexual, others emotional, occasionally they were physical.

Most just desired.

Any who went through with those thoughts?

Either they had consent in some form from another pony, or...
They took what they wanted. Damn the consequence. It muddled her mind and tainted her soul. Although for now, she was fine.
Equestria was hale and safe. Breathing deeply, she grounded herself once more.

Luna tended to stay up in active duty. Held up in her bedchamber, sensing for any disturbances or nightmares in the night. By predawn she usually settled down and rested before sunrise. Drifting in and out of consciousness as she scanned the emotional wellbeing of Equestria.

This was how she calmed down and brought herself closer to actual sleep. True. She could sleep now and automatically she would be brought to a distraught pony's door and thrusted into their dream if they needed her. She just didn't like the control she lacked when asleep and on Dreamscape duty. Once she accidentally invaded Tia's dream. The closer Luna was to somepony the easier it was to slip into their dreams purely because Luna's thoughts had drifted towards them.

She regretted it and despised what she had witnessed. It shamed her and went against everything she had thought about her sister.
Free roaming in the Dreamscape hadn't been possible until Princess Luna had accepted her role in Equestria and had been healed by the elements of harmony. Luna had been only able to aid ponies if she was asleep, and only enter a door if a nightmare laid behind it before hoof.
Tia had been upset, but the dream hadn't been a nightmare, it had been a bad memory stuck on replay.

Years before Luna's return. A teenaged unicorn Twilight, on the cusp of her first heat cycle, stood before Celestia. Her face flushed under her lavender coat and hooves nervously tapping one another in front of her own body.

"I'm in love with you Princess. I know it's wrong, your my mentor, and will live much longer than me but I've never felt like this about any pony. I want to be with you."

Panic and dread washed through Celestia; she loved Twilight but to that degree? She wasn't willing to even walk down that path a little. Her heart ached as she stared down at Twilight.

"No. I'm sorry Twilight but your destiny is not with me. I can't accept your love." Face fell. Twilight's plum eyes filled with tears, biting her bottom lip, she quivered.

"Sorry. I should of known, your a Princess after all and I'm just a unicorn, a mare at that. I apologize, I'll never bring it up again!" With that said, Twilight turned and fled from Celestia's chambers, her tail tucked under her rump and pained sounds wracked her body.

Celestia wanted to, but felt unable to follow the sweet purple unicorn. How could she admit to Twilight that she wouldn't reciprocate her feelings? Celestia refused to interfere with her destiny, even if it emotionally ripped her apart. Her faithful little student would age and find herself. She couldn't risk that, even if all Celestia wanted was happiness for her student.

She couldn't be happy herself.

Celestia had many things to make up for.

Including ignoring and ultimately banishing her dearest sister Luna.

The memory dream faded as Celestia walked away, her head held down and a prickle of tears in the corner of her eyes.

She would never be able to make it up to either of the ponies she loved more dearly than her desire for peace and friendship.

She had failed as a teacher and as a big sister.

Disgust filled her and she accepted it.

No one would understand as she herself barely did.

Snapping back into the present, Princess Luna huffed.

It might be time to finally open up communication with Tia, even if it might be awkward and uncomfortable.

Musing with herself, she adjusted under her sheets.

Praying to Celestia that she could get a few hours of sleep.

As the sun creeped over the horizon, Luna's eyelids fluttered closed, wishing for comfort in the morning hours.
***
Princess Celestia stared off passed the line of Canterlot; watching as her magic gently raised the sun. Sensing Luna's decent into a fitful and thoughtful slumber while the moon slipped down the horizon, she sighed.

Pressing a hoof to her forehead, weariness seeping in. She caught sight of the gleaming elements of harmony castle. One that grew, and was controlled by Princess Celestia's now equal, Princess Twilight Sparkle.
Pride and affection warmed Celestia's heart, not to be outdone the pain thudded in the Princess. Sadden by the bond that had been shattered;

Celestia knew she should of been kinder. Comforted the young unicorn in her time of need and discovery, but she couldn't bring herself to. When all she wanted was to hold Twilight close and touch her in ways she know would be wrong.

Yes, Twilight was an adult, and she should of allowed her to make her own decision, but fear of Twilight's dwindling affection for the mentor she adored frightened her. Celestia couldn't risk her growing up and moving on to her true pathway. So even if it hurt, she pushed Twilight away and was alone ever since.

Celestia wished things had been different, pondering how she could make it up to the two mares that she loved.

A plan formed in her head.

Bits and pieces of a bigger picture; smirking at this train of thought, she turned around heading inside to begin her day.

She had a lot of work to do and one faithful student who's skill set was needed.
***
The day had began long before the sun had risen for Applejack of the Apple clan.

She had cooked breakfast for every pony in the household
and was just finishing up with the mornings chores when Applebloom trotted over. Nuzzling into her big sister, Applebloom put on her best smile.

"Applejack, my laundry is done and I've cleaned my bedroom. Can I go meet up with Scotoloo and Sweetie Belle?"

"Well AB, are they even awake yet? What bout Rarity? Did Sweetie ask permission?" Applejack was amused at the suspicious way Applebloom twitched her nose in concern.

"I don't know truthfully-" AB was cut off when the said ponies in question sped down the long entrance of Sweet Apple Acres and came to a loud harsh stop. Scotoloo on her scooter dragging along the small red wagon Applejack gave to her sister when she was younger. Sweetie gripping the side and laughing with a slight tremble to it.

"Some pony got impatient." Shooting a glare towards Scotoloo, Sweetie Belle raised her hoof at Applebloom.

"Ready?" AB glanced up at her big sister and once she had an affirmative nod, they were off. Back towards Ponyville, Applejack hoped anyway.

Knowing that many chances to see Rarity awake and alone were few and far in between she headed off towards the farmhouse intended to tell Granny she was going to town. She was. To Rarity's.
***
Saying that Rarity was in a bad mood, was an understatement. Resting well enough when she had gotten to sleep, it was the process of it that had annoyed her so. There were many orders, chores and social obligations she must attend to. And very little time to do it in. That may all be true, although she had no head for it at the moment.

One of her migraines was working up her neck and into her temples. It hadn't helped that Sweetie Belle woke up Rarity at the crack of dawn to let her know she was going out with Applebloom and Scotoloo. If that was the case... Maybe the day wasn't lost. If she could get something done, Rarity would go see Applejack.

A rush of tingles creeped up her spine and warmed her belly. She hadn't been alone with Applejack since two full moons ago when the girls had gone camping with Rainbow and Fluttershy.

It had been a long time.

A sudden knocking at Rarity's boutique door startled her, but she quickly composed herself to open it.

"Welcome to Carousal Boutique..." Rarity halted on the business voice she used and barely had a breath to whisper,

"Applejack..." Nudged her way passed the fashionista, Applejack pushed closed the door after switching the sign to closed.

"Applejack, what-" Rarity was silenced when Applejack had pressed her muzzle against hers, robbing a moan from her throat.

Applejack always made her feel safe and secured, like she could be who she truly was in front on the farm pony.

Pulling their lips away, AJ smiled. Her hoof tucking a strand of Rarity's amethyst mane behind her ear.

"Ah've missed spending alone time with ya, Rare." The nickname was an endearment coming from Applejack, she never liked any pony calling her by a shorten name, even Pinkie tried her patience when she called Rarity something equally ridiculous. But from AJ...

Anything was okay.

"I missed you as well darling. I had planned on coming over later after getting some errands done."

Applejack's smile was enticing and intense, almost a growled admission,
I'm not going anywhere.

Rarity swallowed. Applejack always got like this after a long time apart.

Rarity couldn't help feeling anticipation crawl through her. She knew that this was going to be one satisfying morning.

"Rarity?"

"Oh you know the answer, sugar cube." Rarity tossed back a mild interpretation of AJ at her and snickered.

Applejack's face softened, gathering the other mare in her hooves, kissing her hard.

Melting under Applejack's tender caress, her hooves wrapped themselves around her neck to steady herself.

"AJ." Rarity pulled back, her mouth dry and breathless. "Take me to bed, you silly pony."

Applejack started nibbling down her neck and tugging them towards the staircase. Stumbling up the stairs and down the hall, their hooves touching every bare inch. They tumbled into Rarity's bedroom, barely catching themselves before falling onto the ground. Applejack pulled and Rarity followed until she was thrown back and on the bed.
The rest of her breath was knocked out as Applejack straddled her hips.

A triumphant smile etched across her face, one which was a lovely shade of tangerine and a spattering of cream colored freckles on her cheeks.

'Truly,' Rarity thought 'Applejack was stunning.' Her wide and strong hips, generous waist and rump made her well toned body never lack for... Favor from the colts and the mares.

It had been nerve racking trying to figure out which way her barn door swung as she rejected every pony. Well. A smirk dancing on Rarity's face. Every pony but her.

Applejack cupped Rarity's cheeks in her hooves.

"Y'all doin' alright down there, hun?" Rarity blushed, no pony had been as gentle or as rough like Applejack was.

Affection danced with lust heated Rarity to her core. Her hooves tracing down the taunt lines of Applejack's figure and bottom, trailing back up to wrap around her neck. Tugging Applejack closer, Rarity kissed the freckles marking her checks, nuzzling her flesh with tenderness, she whispered into her ear,

"I'm perfect, darling." Applejack started by sliding her hooves down to grasp Rarity's hips, hitching them closer together. Pressing their lower bodies to one another Applejack leaned forward rubbing a quiet gasp from Rarity. Lowering her head, Applejack tasted the soft underbelly that was marshmallow white, licking where she knew her nipples were. Moments ticked by as Applejack lovingly touched every inch of Rarity, making sure pleasure noises came from her quiet lover.

Finally tormented enough Rarity squeaked out,

"Please, Applejack..."

At once Applejack stopped, and pulled away from Rarity, eliciting a ragged whimpered from her.

Applejack opened the side dresser and pulled out a small harness that looped around Applejack's waist. Tugging it into place, she placed the toy in the hoop, tightening the straps.

"Applejack, quick being such a tease, I'm feeling faint." Repressed laughter rumbled and through Applejack, touching her hips once more and inching closer had hushed Rarity for the moment.

"You only fainted the first time." Squirming underneath her, Rarity huffed and lifted her waist and hips up. Requesting.

"Darling..."

Swooping both forelegs behind Rarity's haunches, she slid her lower half down. Barely parting her aroused sex, Applejack stalled; devil may dare grin plastered on her muzzle.

"What did you want again darlin?" Applejack's drawl thicker and meaningful, her mischievous smile telling all.

"Don't you dare make me-" Applejack pulled away, still between her thighs, Applejack's toy wet from Rarity's excitement.

Brushing her hooves up to catch Rarity's head, she made eye contact, her emerald eyes blazing with desire.

"What was that Rare?" It was a question, a taunt and a threat, all wrapped in gorgeous citrus flavored paper.

A groan left the marshmallow pony as she said low and darkly,

"AJ, fuck me."

"That's all you had to say, sugar."