Author's Note

More porn from me? So soon? Some of you must be thinking it's a miracle or something, I dunno.

No, it's not really a miracle. This one, like Focused, was an idea I had to write. Don't worry, this isn't the end. There are four chapters in total, each with a kind of theme.

And no, the chapter's title is not a typo.

Lunas

Luna was bored. Not just the regular kind of bored, either. Normally, her duties kept her busy for most of the night, but this night not a single thing was needed of her. The dream realm was silent, her ponies sleeping contently tonight. Night Court was still, no petitioners in several hours. It wasn’t even midnight yet and everypony was bored. Bored was good for Luna, though. It meant everything was running smoothly.

‘Tonight has been quite quiet. It has not been this slow in some time…’ Luna thought as her mind wandered.

She let her staff wile away their time as they pleased. A few guard-stallions had set up a folding table and were playing poker off to the side to stay busy. Her seneschal sat stiffly next to her, eyes slowly shutting and her muzzle dipping lower as she dozed off.

Subtly weaving a light sleeping spell, she drifted it over her seneschal, conjuring a cushion for the smaller mare to rest on.

Luna’s mind wandered to the no-doubt busy day that had occured in this room before moonrise. Her sister was always busy, and she clearly needed some time off, to relax and have fun. She set her mind to go and leave Celestia a note, and maybe get a little harmless prank in at the same time.

Once her seneschal was sleeping softly, she rose. Almost immediately every eye was on her. She tossed her wings up in a shrug. “I am going to call Night Court for the rest of the night. You are all dismissed.” She motioned over to her seneschal. “I shall get her to her room before turning in myself.”

One of the poker-playing stallions asked, “Mind if we stay here? We’re kind of already set up.”

Luna nodded. “You may. If I am needed for anything, do come fetch me.”

The stallion nodded and saluted. “Of course, ma’am.”

Levitating her sleeping seneschal on her cushion, she silently stalked the halls. Bat-winged guards nodded to her in passing. She silently unlocked the door to her seneschal’s apartment, slipping inside. When the sleeping mare murmured, she eyed her to make sure she still slumbered. The younger mare turned over on the cushion and nuzzled into it for a few seconds before stretching out, laying on her side. Luna broke into a grin before setting the mare down on her bed and tucking her in softly. She found a notepad and scribbled out a note letting her know what happened, and that Luna was not mad, nor was she in trouble. Nodding to herself, she departed, making sure the door was locked on her way out.

‘Now, let’s go visit Tia, then catch up on some paperwork.’ Luna smirked softly, confidently. She had an idea. She quickly made her way to the royal apartments. She slipped into her own rooms to put away her regalia and dismissed the summoned cushion.

Luna slipped back out, and seconds later stood at the door to her sister’s room. Her horn lit and the locks yielded to her magic with a minute click. She silently opened the door and stepped in, shutting the door behind her. The minute light granted by opening the door fled, plunging the room into near-total darkness, only lit by a small amount of moonlight, Luna’s natural environment. She could see the room and details clearly, but colors were muddled and muted. The door to the bathroom was shut and the light was on, lending a slight yellow tinge bleeding from the gap below the door into the room. ‘Tia has a visitor, this late at night?’

She stalked silently over to her sister’s desk, looking for a notepad to leave Celestia a note. Seconds before she lit her horn, the pony in Celestia’s bed groaned and rolled over. Luna froze, only turning her neck to spy her at them. Something about the sleeping pony tickled her senses, but she couldn’t place what.

The blankets were askew, but at first glance, Luna swore it was just Celestia. The pony’s mane and tail seemed to waft around like her own and Celestia’s did, and she clearly saw they had wings and a horn, but the color of their fur was wrong. It was far too dark to be Celestia’s. The pony hadn’t stirred, resting on their side, back to Luna.

Luna’s ears perked, swivelling to the side. She heard a door handle turning, followed by a hoofstep. The sound spooked Luna, her irises shrinking to pinpricks. Exiting the bathroom was the other pony! Luna instinctually shrouded herself in an invisibility spell. In the darkness it was hard to make out who it was, but they were almost as tall as Luna herself, if not taller, and had an almost pure white coat, with a mane and tail that waved gently in a muted, invisible breeze. Luna’s mind came to a conclusion. ‘Wait. If Tia is leaving the bathroom, then who is…’ She ruminated as she watched Celestia make her way to the bed.

Celestia never showed any signs of discovering her, slowly, sleepily moving over to the bed, her eyes barely open to see. She gently hopped up onto the bed and over the pony gently, avoiding accidentally stepping on their legs. As she lay down next to them, her hooves grasped at the pony in bed, pulling them in to be her little spoon. She sighed contentedly, snuggling into the back of the other pony’s neck.

Celestia gently rolled the pair over, coming to a stop with the other pony between Luna and Celestia, and Luna got a much better view of whom her sister was cuddling. She almost cried out in shock, in Celestia’s hooves was herself! Her mind went into overdrive, analyzing this… fake Luna. She was a damn good replica, nearly identical to her, from her deep blue coat, long and slender legs to her powerful wings, fluted horn, and pert rear. The doppelganger even had her cutie mark, black splotches of fur and all.

She watched as not-Luna settled in to being her big sister’s little spoon, before her jaw dropped as she watched not-Luna scoot back, almost like the replica was grinding her ass into her sister’s groin.

Her ears pinned back and she considered bolting, but a greater fear overrode it. Her mind raced. ‘Tia is cuddling with ‘me’ of some kind. Is this some kind of time travel, or something more sinister?’

Real-Luna’s horn lit, and she started to weave another spell, this one to detect changelings. Before she could release it, Celestia moaned gently and her hips shifted, almost looking like she was humping back against not-Luna. The spell died at the tip of Luna’s horn as she lost focus, her blood rushing to her face in a furious blush.

Not-Luna replied with a moan of her own, a direct copy of Luna’s own voice, and very visibly grinded her rear back into Celestia.

Luna, more concerned now, weaved and cast the spell properly, letting it settle over the pair. Neither of them reverted to being a changeling, and somehow, that scared her even more than discovering a changeling posing as her and seducing Celestia ever would’ve.

Somehow, this was either a real Luna in bed with her sister, or another pony transformed into Luna and pretending the same, and either made her blood run cold. A hoof made its way to her muzzle as she looked on in fear.

Celestia’s eyes opened, and her muzzle made its way up to one of not-Luna’s ears, nibbling gently. “Really, love? You want me now?” The question caught real-Luna off guard and her mouth hung open, staring unabashedly at the scene before her.

Not-Luna giggled softly, a wholly uncharacteristic sound for Luna, and pushed her rear back into Celestia again. “I do, love. I can feel you against me, and I want it in me. I need it.” A blush threatened to return to real-Luna’s face at their dirty talk.

“Do you now…” Celestia pulled away gently, letting not-Luna roll over. “Tell me-No. Show me.”

Not-Luna was up in a flash and pushed Celestia onto her back. Celestia spread her hindlegs and both Lunas got a great view of Celestia’s stiffening cock. The real-Luna knew her sister had both male and female genitalia, it wasn’t something you could grow up as a family with without finding out at least once or twice, especially since ponies never usually wore clothes outside special occasions. Both Lunas’ eyes were drawn to the swelling sheath, watching as more and more flesh sprung free, growing longer, thicker, harder.

Real-Luna tore her eyes away to oogle the rest of her sister’s form, not as a sister, but as a mare. She had strong, shapely legs, a plush rear covered in her sunburst cutie mark that looked softer than any pillow could ever be, lidded eyes betrayed by the sheer intelligence and love behind them, large and powerful wings, virile balls matching the massive member swelling to fullness above, and beneath them, a hint of a feminine marehood, with a plump tailhole to match below, in full view. Real-Luna saw her sister’s true beauty and suddenly understood why some of her guards had coined the phrase, ‘Praise the sun!’. Beneath her large balls, a dribble of liquid slid down Celestia’s marehood, leaking over her tailhole and onto her tail.

Celestia’s erection inflated completely, and she used a hoof to push it forward until it stood tall and proud. The tip was a healthy pink, and down the shaft it faded to a white that matched Celestia’s coat. Head framed between her hindlegs, Celestia bit her lip in anticipation. Celestia’s twin smells, a heady musk from her marehood and a sharp, virile scent from her member wafted about the room in seemingly no time at all, threatening to break real-Luna’s concentration as they mixed in her nose.

In sympathy, real-Luna felt her own sheath stirring at the sight, member spilling out beneath her. Though Luna had seen her sister’s sheath before, she hadn’t ever had a good look at her full size until now. It was almost a fifth leg, so long and thick! She couldn’t help but feel small in comparison, her own member looked to be just over half as long as Celestia’s massive cock. Her marehood seemed to twitch before she felt a dribble of liquid running down the back of her balls.

Not-Luna stalked forward and blocked real-Luna’s view, replacing it with something she’d never seen before outside a mirror: her own rear end.

The real differences between herself and not-Luna were apparent immediately. Not-Luna was entirely female, no penis nor swinging balls, only a small pair of mounds signifying her teats. The marehood in front of her winked, moisture gathering at her clit before dropping to the bed. Real-Luna silently made her way around the bed for a better look as her own cock throbbed eagerly, watching ‘herself’ start to kiss and nuzzle her sister’s huge cock.

Not-Luna’s mouth descended onto the heavenly pillar, kissing the base of the shaft reverently. Gently, she kissed her way up the massive shaft.

Celestia spoke softly, “That’s it… worship it.” A hoof made its way to the back of not-Luna’s head, massaging her scalp gently.

Not-Luna complied, kissing the head like she would kiss a lover on the cheek. Celestia sighed softly, contentedly. Two kisses later, her tongue left her mouth and licked directly across the cockhead, swiping up a bead of pre there. She slowly descended the pillar, kissing and licking slowly.

Not-Luna stopped once on her descent, to worship the medial ring, nibbling and suckling gently on the sensitive flesh. Celestia immediately threw her head back and moaned loudly, her second forehoof joining the first in massaging not-Luna’s scalp.

Hearing her sister moan loud and clear seemed to break something in real-Luna. Her cock throbbed and only a split second bit of telekinesis kept a loud slap of it against her belly. After, a forehoof made its way down to her own shaft to keep it occupied.

Not-Luna regretfully abandoned Celestia’s medial ring and returned to the freely leaking head. Her mouth opened, and she gently suckled at the massive member’s tip. Over the course of a few minutes, not-Luna licked and lapped at the head, before taking the first few inches of it into her mouth. She was drooling freely and soaking it in her own saliva and Celestia’s pre. One of her hooves joined it, her fetlock slowly soaking up the leaking fluids before curling around Celestia’s member as best she could. Not-Luna started to gently stroke Celestia’s shaft, lubing it with their combined fluids.

Not-Luna’s eyes and mouth finally left the shaft to meet Celestia’s. “I’m ready, but let’s get you nice and wet.”

Celestia joined not-Luna in stroking, and her shaft slowly glistened for their efforts. “There we are, love. Are you ready?”

Not-Luna nodded and stood back up. Pivoting on the spot, she presented herself to Celestia. She lowered her front half to the bed, but spread her hindlegs wide. She also flipped her tail out of the way, trailing the lower half of it along Celestia’s chin. Real-Luna and Celestia watched a drip of not-Luna’s arousal drop off her winking clit. “I am more than ready.”

Celestia suddenly found herself on her hooves, her member swinging from the movement. She reared up, her chest gliding up not-Luna’s back. Real-Luna watched as her sister slid forward until her tip rested against not-Luna’s sex. Both connected ponies moaned softly.

Celestia’s head came down and she nuzzled against not-Luna’s ear lovingly. “Last chance to back out, love.”

Not-Luna looked back, into Celestia’s eyes, and real-Luna swore she saw little hearts in her eyes. “Never. Give it to me.”

“Alright, love.” Celestia smiled softly, and her hips pressed forward. The tip didn’t penetrate, but not-Luna’s lips spread some around the girthy tip. Real-Luna watched, unashamedly stroking her own cock as her sister started pushing in. With a wet shlick, not-Luna’s walls spread wide enough around the pressing cockhead to welcome it inside. She squealed in pleasure as a third of the shaft plunged in behind it in a quick thrust. Celestia came to a stop there, letting not-Luna adjust as she felt her part of her cock squeezed in the smaller mare’s rippling marehood.

“So… big…” Not-Luna moaned. One of Celestia’s forehooves made its way to not-Luna’s head and turned it. She looked down eagerly at not-Luna’s expression. Not-Luna’s eyes were lidded, and she panted gently. “Gonna… split me in half...” Celestia’s lips met not-Luna’s gently, sensually. Celestia tilted her head slightly, before her tongue slipped into the doppelganger’s mouth. Real-Luna’s grip tightened on her own shaft as the ponies before her made out. Her sister’s soft grunts followed not-Luna’s gentle moans in appreciation for Celestia’s attention and gentleness. One of Celestia’s forelegs lovingly stroked not-Luna’s chest, helping tease her partner.

They kissed, tongues duelling passionately, until not-Luna relaxed enough for Celestia to continue. “I’m ready, love,” not-Luna whispered, her rear pressing backward toward Celestia. Another third of her shaft disappeared followed by a twinned-moan from Celestia and not-Luna. Not-Luna kissed Celestia before she groaned loudly. “So… unf…” she trailed off as her eyes slowly shut.

The last third of her shaft still outside her partner, including her thick medial ring, Celestia reaffirmed her grip on not-Luna and pushed once more.

Not-Luna’s eyes widened as she stretched further, deeper. The medial ring pressed in and gloriously rubbed against her clit as it entered her. “Yes! So big… More!”

With an inch or two to go, Celestia’s tip pressed against not-Luna’s deepest barrier. Real-Luna watched her sister pull some of her length back out, noticing it was absolutely soaked and glistening. It seemed not-Luna wasn’t lying. If this doppelganger could take Celestia’s massive cock that deep, that fully, then she almost thought she could, too. She missed the thrust back into not-Luna, but the wet squelch that followed drew her back out of her muddled thoughts. She couldn’t have missed not-Luna’s scream of pleasure, however.

Celestia’s thrusts started methodically, slowly drawing back most of her length out of not-Luna, making sure to draw her ring over not-Luna’s rapidly winking clit every time she retreated, before thrusting triumphantly back in. She picked up her pace in short order, moving to deep, fast thrusts, pulling only a third out and pushing back in.

Not-Luna’s face was contorted in pleasure, the mare moaning eagerly as she was ravaged. Real-Luna was almost jealous of the doppelganger, her desire to be in not-Luna’s place warring with realizing that she was watching her sister have sex and how much she herself was enjoying the view.

Celestia hammered her mare harder, her cockhead pushing against not-Luna’s cervix at the end of each thrust. With each thrust, she felt the barrier start to give a little more. Her forelegs wrapped around not-Luna’s barrel to keep her steady, and from sliding forward. Not-Luna’s tongue lolled out and her eyes crossed, she was on cloud nine. She weakly pushed back against Celestia’s thrusts, trying to let that intruder deeper in her, wanting to feel all of Celestia inside her. “Almost… just a bit more!”

Celestia thrust powerfully, and with a deep shlick she felt not-Luna’s cervix part, allowing her deeper entry. Celestia’s cockhead felt like it was in a velvet vice that had just plunged into a furnace. When her groin completely met not-Luna’s, not-Luna cried out and fell into a titanic orgasm. “Yes!”

Not-Luna’s walls clenched rhythmically trying to draw Celestia deeper, rippling and milking her for her seed as her juices gushed out around Celestia’s cock and onto her balls, their legs, and down onto the bed. Celestia herself was close, but not quite there yet. She let not-Luna ride out her orgasm, pulling back to rub her ring against not-Luna’s clit.

Not-Luna’s feminine musk met real-Luna’s nose and almost instantly set her off. Her ears folded back, real-Luna did her best to edge off her orgasm, avoiding her sensitive, flaring head as she stroked. Not-Luna twitched and moaned in ecstasy as she rode out her climax.

Celestia grunted as her member was assaulted by not-Luna’s walls, the tight tunnel rippling and squeezing, writhing around her member as it demanded her release. After half a minute of agonizing, pleasure-filled torture, Celestia felt not-Luna let up enough for her to resume.

Her orgasm tapering off, not-Luna pushed back against Celestia, and Celestia continued fucking not-Luna frantically, almost her entire rod pulling back out of not-Luna and slamming back in powerfully, rocking not-Luna’s rear and pulling her hindlegs off the ground with each thrust.

Celestia leaned down and nuzzled into the back of not-Luna’s neck. A few thrusts later, she kissed tenderly up not-Luna’s neck, all the way to her left ear and she asked, “Mhh. Love, where–”

She was cut off by a moan. Not-Luna exclaimed, “Inside! Breed me, breed your mare!” Unknown to real-Luna, whom was too busy watching Celestia, not-Luna looked right where she stood, almost as if she could see real-Luna.

“Alright, love.” Celestia picked up the pace, her hips almost blurring with each thrust. Both Lunas were in awe of Celestia’s speed. Real-Luna watched as Celestia moved faster than the hoof on her own member, and not-Luna barely had time to feel the void of Celestia’s cock leaving her before it drove into her again.

Real-Luna noticed a little bump on not-Luna’s belly, moving with each of Celestia’s thrusts. A few seconds later, she realized what it was: It was her sister’s flaring cockhead, stretching not-Luna almost beyond her limit. Celestia thrust a few more times before she slammed in and held herself there, her cockhead pushing into not-Luna’s womb proper to breed her mare.

“Love… I’m-coming!” Celestia threw her head back and groaned to the heavens as she fell into orgasm. Her flare expanded further, essentially locking herself into not-Luna’s depths as her massive cock throbbed. Her head falling, she caught one of not-Luna’s ears in her muzzle and bit down on it, claiming her mare as she came. Celestia’s marehood gushed, clenching and writhing, trying to milk a non-existent member for its seed.

“I’m–oh me too!” Not-Luna screamed, moaning loudly as she felt Celestia swell bigger within her. She could feel the first shot travel up Celestia’s shaft before a warmth coated her insides. Sympathetically, not-Luna fell into a second orgasm in response to being filled properly. Celestia’s long legs shook with each shot into her mare, but she felt nothing but love. Both ponies grinded against each other, trying to gain more depth as not-Luna was filled.

Real-Luna fell into her own orgasm watching her sister fill ‘herself’, her concentration shattering. Her soft moan was lost in the screams and moans between the other two. Her own flared cock fired haphazardly all over the floor in front of her, as her marehood dribbled and dripped behind her.

Less than a minute later, not-Luna’s womb was filled to capacity, real-Luna noted. Not-Luna’s bulge from Celestia’s flare was overshadowed by the sheer amount of cum her sister had filled her with, the flare acting like a plug and keeping anything from escaping.

Real-Luna shut her eyes to help calm down. She sighed several seconds later.

Celestia’s ear perked, her head swivelling off to the side and froze. “L-Luna?”

Real-Luna’s eyes snapped open and she looked over to the pair. She checked and her invisibility spell had failed. Her ears pinned back and real-Luna blushed furiously. “Oh. Um…” Luna’s eyes looked around shiftily as a bead of cum left her dangling member, almost damning her with an audible plop below. “Hi, Tia.”

Celestia realized her position and immediately pulled out of not-Luna, sitting down awkwardly as her softening, glazed cock flopped into view. “Luna… How–”

“She’s been there the whole time.” Not-Luna stated simply, drawing both ponies attention, seemingly unfazed by the real-Luna.

Celestia looked back to her sister. “Lu? I-is that true?”

Real-Luna hung her head. “I-yes, Celestia. I am sorry, but everything–”

Celestia shook her head. Her tail swished once in agitation. “Why are you here?”

Startled, real-Luna’s ears pinned back as she replied, “I originally came in to leave you a note that I had ended night-court early. There’s nothing for me to do tonight, so I would leave that for you and go catch up on some paperwork.”

“Oh. And you stayed because?” The question was left unfinished, but the implication hung heavy over all three.

“I-I stayed because you came out of the bathroom before I could leave and…” Real-Luna brought a hoof to her face to cover her embarrassment as she sat down next to the bed.

Celestia smiled, an awkward little thing that betrayed the embarrassment she felt. “It’s… okay, Luna. I-I’m not mad.” She attempted to hide her leaking cock as it took its time receding back into its sheath. Real-Luna’s hoof fell away, back to the floor as her blush retreated.

Real-Luna couldn’t keep her eyes off not-Luna, between her unblinking eyes and leaking marehood. Not-Luna simply said, “She wants to know why I look like her.”

“I-yes, I do.” Real-Luna nodded, finally looking away to the floor, her blush returning. “Tia, if you do not wish to answer, I will not push.”

“I…” Celestia started, before her face flushed, her ears pinning back. “I have not had any ‘companions’ or lovers since you were banished, but I still needed to… to relieve stress.” She looked to not-Luna, who was currently staring between both ponies.

“And you chose my form…”

“Because it was one way I could still see you, until you came back to me.” Celestia’s eyes grew glossy, as if she were remembering something. Real-Luna watched Celestia’s jaw move to say a few more words, but no sound came out as her eyes shimmered.

Still in the same position, not-Luna looked the real Luna in her eyes and said the words that Celestia couldn’t. “She loves you.” Celestia’s hooves shot to her face to hide her embarrassment behind them.

Real-Luna almost looked indignant. “I know she loves me. She is my sister!” A whumph followed, her hoof striking the bed roughly.

“I don’t mean like sisters. She wishes to be your lover.”

Her thoughts stopped, retort dying before she could open her lips. She had been prepared to leave a note and play a small prank on her sister, but things had gotten so off the rails. Slowly, almost as if to not spook her sister, real-Luna’s head turned to Celestia. “Is that true, Tia? Do you… desire me?” Luna looked concerned, her brow furrowed, but not angry.

“I-I do.” Celestia’s blush increased, as she looked away. “I am–”

Real-Luna’s magic silenced Celestia. “I know you are going to apologize.” Celestia nodded, looking away. “I know you are sorry, but that’s not what I asked.” Celestia’s eyes widened and she reeled back. “What I want to know is why you feel the need to apologize, and I am curious exactly what this doppelganger is. She is not a changeling.”

She waited for Celestia’s reply for a few seconds until she realized she was still holding Celestia’s muzzle shut and released her magic. “I… you don’t feel angry at me? That I lust after my sister?”

“That you love your sister?” Not-Luna helpfully added.

“Tia? You do know whom guards Equestria’s dreams every night, yes? I have seen no less than fifteen dreams, tonight, of the two of us making love or part of a threesome with a stallion or mare.” She fixed her sister a serious look. “That is a slow night. This… is much I have seen before in dreams, but to see it in waking…” Tears shimmered at the corners of Celestia’s eyes and she looked toward the floor.

Real-Luna smiled softly, a hoof reaching out to cup her sister’s chin. “No, Tia. I am not angry. I just ask you to be honest. With me, and yourself.”

“I have been, Luna. I-I could never lie to you, not about this.” The bed shifted, and not-Luna had turned around, facing them proper.

“What is she?” real-Luna gestured to not-Luna.

“A golem I had created, from a chance encounter, about a century after your banishment.”

“And you… make love with her?” Luna quirked an eyebrow

“She was not originally created for that purpose. I-I wanted to at least have something to make sure I remembered you,” Celestia spoke almost mechanically, her tone flat as she looked away.

Real-Luna quirked an eyebrow. “Remember me?”

“M-my memory of the times before your banishment is spotty at best. Memories of you, specifically, started to disappear during that first century. I did not want to forget.”

“How? Alicorn memory is supposed to be eidetic.” Luna moved up to the bed to closer examine her sister.

“I do not know. My suspects were me subconsciously suppressing them, or residue from being forcibly disconnected from the Elements after banishing you. Nothing I tried worked in halting or reversing the effects.” Celestia shrugged as two tears fell gently from her chin. “In any case, I didn’t want to forget, so I had her made.”

“The naughty bits were added later, after she got lonely.” Not-Luna added. Celestia blushed again, despite her watery eyes.

“About that…” Luna’s blush returned, but she made no effort to conceal it. “Why me?”

Celestia took a deep, calming breath. “I have always loved you, maybe not in the same way as before, but I do not remember.” She placed a hoof against one of real-Luna’s. “I kept these feelings from you after you returned because you never showed interest in romance, or sex at all, let alone an attraction to anypony. As far as why ‘her,’ most of my memories of you were gone by that point, and it probably let me see ‘her’ as a mare rather than my sister and let me make the changes to her form to be my secret companion.”

“Oh.” Luna looked her sister in the eyes. “Are those memories still missing? What about other things?”

Celestia rubbed Luna’s leg softly, nodding once. “Yes. All I had to remember you by, by end of the second century, was my own writings, anything in the history books, some portraits, and ‘her.’” Her head and shoulders slumped. “For other memories, I don’t know what is missing, but the loss always seemed to be centered around you. I can remember other times perfectly, but if anything involved you, it is gone.” Celestia strained, swallowing back sobs into hiccups as her breathing grew labored. She curled in on herself as she laid down.

“Tia…” Real-Luna’s heart fell. ‘She really doesn’t remember me at all, does she?’

Blinking back more tears, Celestia choked back a sob and continued, “I am sorry you had to learn of her, and my feelings, this way. If you want me to get rid of her, I will.”

Real-Luna shook her head. “No. You do not need to. I am flattered, but not angry.” She bit her lip. “More curious than anything.”

“R-really?” Celestia’s head shot back up, two tears flecking away from the motion, her wide eyes boring into the real Luna.

She nodded. Moving over, she sat down next to Celestia, resting her shoulder against one of Celestia’s wings. Looking up to her sister, real-Luna gulped, eyes shimmering as she softly spoke, “I do not know if I love you the same way, but I am willing to try and see.”

“No, Lu. You do not need to try for my sake.” Celestia leaned into the touch, barely restraining herself from wrapping her little sister in a wing.

Real-Luna shook her head. “I am not. I wish to try to see if I am capable of loving another, truly.” Her voice dipped to a whisper, only for Celestia to hear.. “I… have had many of the same thoughts before about those you have just voiced,” she fluffed her wings as she whispered, “but tonight has been eye-opening, in a few ways. I wish to try, for the first time in my life, to truly love somepony.” She nuzzled Celestia’s neck. “I would be honored if it was with you.”

Celestia’s heart soared, but she tempered herself. “If that’s how you feel, and you wish to try, I will not say no. I just do not wish for this to come between us if it does not work.”

Real-Luna almost snuggled into her sister’s side. “That is much my fear, too. But that same fear comes between two friends who wish to take the plunge to further their relationship, yes?”

Celestia smiled softly. “Yes, it is.”

“Then… may I stay here tonight? I do not mean anything lewd or untoward, but I simply wish to be with you, to hold you.”

“Alright.” Celestia felt one of Luna’s wings slowly unfurl, before it wrapped around her back. It felt… right.

“Then, Tia, I have one last question, I think.” Real-Luna motioned to the golem. “Where does she go when you aren’t here?”

“I store her in a pocket dimension. She is able to go freely between it and here and appears nearby if she needs to or senses danger to me.”

“She is fully combat capable?”

“Yes. I spar with her twice a week to keep both of us sharp.”

“Is she sentient? Does he have her own desires and free will?”

“No.” This was from not-Luna. “I am not. Not completely, anyway. That is one of the stipulations from my creation. ‘I was created not to replace Princess Luna, but merely to help keep our remaining princess’ memories of her alive.’” Not-Luna spoke, sounding like she was reciting a rule.

“For all the good it did…” Celestia whispered, her ears pinning back.

“What is her name?”

“She… doesn’t really have one. I have been calling her ‘Love,’ but you can obviously see why.”

“Yeah. I’m not sure what I’d like to call her. Calling her ‘Fake’ or ‘Love’ doesn’t sound right.” Luna thought for a few seconds. “How about Lulu? It’s a nickname you used for me when I was young and most of the time now, you just call me Luna or Lu anyways. I haven’t heard you use Lulu since I came back.”

Celestia nodded once. “Alright. We’ll call her Lulu.”

For the first time, Luna ran a hoof over the golem–Lulu’s fur on a foreleg. It felt almost exactly like her own. “Wow, the fur’s so real.”

“Everything feels real,” Lulu replied. “Part of my creation involved faithfully recreating me to match your body as possible.”

Luna spread her hindlegs showing off her sheath and balls. “Well, they missed something.”

“Actually, that wasn’t part of her creation, that was part of my modifications later on.” Celestia frowned. “I couldn’t remember if you had that or not by that point and… didn’t want to assume.”

“I know this must be somewhat awkward, but the easiest way to find out is to try it,” Lulu stated, standing up. She turned around and presented herself to both sisters, her marehood still leaking Celestia’s cum. Luna’s sheath stirred at the sight, readying for round two. Neither pony moved for several seconds and Lulu added, “If you do not wish to, then simply say so.”

“No. Not tonight at least.” Luna replied, shaking her head slowly.

“Very well.” Lulu laid back down on her side, scooting against Celestia’s other side.

A white hoof booped Luna’s nose. “If you want, Luna, I would be honored to be your little spoon tonight.”

“That sounds lovely, Tia.” Luna looked out to see the moon much lower in the sky than before. “It is getting quite late, and I know you need your rest.” Luna’s wing released Celestia and she lay down spooning Lulu. Luna herself slid in behind Celestia, wrapping her forelegs around her Celestia’s barrel, resting Celestia’s head in the crook of her neck. “Comfy?”

Celestia felt a hardness against her rump, and backed into it gently, squishing her sister’s hardening cock between her cheeks. “Very. Good night, Luna. Good night, Lulu.” Her head laid down softly on her pillow, a soft smile on her face. It was smaller than she thought, but it was still growing against her.

Simultaneously, she heard “Good night” from both before succumbing to sleep.

Despite her exertions and the slow evening, Luna refused to sleep. Her arousal had faded, her hard member retreated into its sheath, though Celestia occasionally gently shifted and squished her rear against it in her sleep. She enjoyed holding Celestia close, occasionally nuzzling against one of her sister’s ears gently, lovingly.

She observed Lulu as well. The golem had nestled back into Celestia’s embrace, and appeared to be asleep, if it was possible. Looking away again, Luna debated diving back into the dream realm to pass more time and check on the dreaming ponies.

She missed Lulu’s horn lighting up upon her return, a deep, dark brown-colored magic that was virtually invisible in the darkness. Luna’s head lay down again, and a second later, a thought appeared in her mind that wasn’t her own. ‘You have more questions for me. I can feel you watching me every so often.’ Startled, she almost jerked up. Looking around the room, she noticed Lulu staring back at her with one unwavering eye.

Luna’s eyes widened and her mouth opened. Celestia snored softly, reminding Luna to be quiet. Instead she thought back, ‘I do. But, they can wait. I maintain vigil over the night, including all of Equestria’s dreamers. If you dream, that does include you.’

‘Do you perform this task alone?’ The eye blinked, for the first time.

‘No. I have several dedicated mages who are tasked with the same duty, but their skill and power are not as great as my own, so I end up taking most of the workload anyways.’

‘Could… you show me how?’

‘Why?’

Lulu’s eye looked back at Celestia, and Luna’s gaze followed. ‘She has nightmares, sometimes. Though, they do not last through the night as they did before your return.’ Lulu opened her mouth, but thought better of speaking. ‘For a time, I was able to quell them with my presence and body, but over the centuries my effect on her has seemed to fade. Though, she sleeps much worse without me, or more technically, you, in her hooves or holding her. I had noticed the change in her sleep quality immediately upon your return.’

‘I try my best to prioritize my friends, and ponies in positions of power.’ Lulu looked back to Luna, receiving a hard stare in response. ‘That means her, first and foremost. Their proper rest is paramount to keeping Equestria running smoothly.’

‘That is an admirable goal.’ Lulu nodded once. ‘If I can learn it to be more useful to her and ease your burden, I want to learn.’

‘We shall see in the morning, then. It is not something I would be able to teach with another sleeping pony in the same room. Are you sure you are not sentient?’ Luna quirked an eyebrow. Lulu shook her head.

‘Not truly. I am bound by several stipulations and rules etched into my very spell-matrix. Of those, is to protect Celestia, at all costs.’ Lulu’s eye went vacant for a second, then came back. ‘Addendum: to protect Celestia, and Luna at all costs.’ The eye bored into her, almost looking into Luna’s soul. ‘That part of the statement has never come up before, but it is now active.’

Luna nodded at the implication. ‘And you really spar with her?’

‘I do. We hold ourselves back as to not destroy the land, but do use some significant power. If I had not been somehow cut off from her during Princess Cadence's wedding, I would have been able to squash the bug queen when she was revealed.’

‘I see. One last question. How do you… recharge your magic?’

Lulu laid her head back down, but her voice chimed into Luna’s head. ‘It used to be that Celestia infused me with magic directly. She was inconsistent about it, and there have been many times where my reserves failed and I became dormant.’

‘When she got lonely, she made me into a companion for her to love, part of the modifications were how I received magic. Research, by that time, had shown that stallion and mare ejaculate was almost as magically rich ounce for ounce as raw magic, far more powerful than magic injections by spell.’

The eye left Luna and looked down to the mare sleeping between them. ‘She now recharges me by mating with me. I know it sounds weird, but her… cum keeps me running. Since that change, I have not gone dormant, not once. She tended to forget before, and now I understand why, because of her memories.’

‘Oh.’ Luna’s ears flicked back, rising again a second later. ‘I do not know how to respond to that. I was expecting the first part, just recharging the matrix, but your body can absorb the magic from… that?’

‘I can, and do. If you wish–’

Luna pre-empted her, looking out the only window with open curtains. ‘I already said not tonight. In the morning, maybe.’ She looked away, ears pinned back.

‘Luna?’ Luna looked back to see the eye on her again. ‘I am sorry if I offended you. I am merely trying to fulfil my duty as I was instructed.’

Luna shook her head. ‘I am not offended, Lulu. It is… much to wrap my head around. My sister has been in love with me for over a millennium, probably closer to two or three, she has a golem in my likeness she makes love with.’ Luna sighed contentedly. ‘And I am here now, cuddling her after admitting to want to try and love her back, the way she loves me, and speaking with said golem.’ Luna’s head lay back down on the pillow, concern on her face.

‘Luna.’

‘Yes?’ Luna saw Lulu’s eye looking down at her over Celestia’s sleeping form.

‘Are you opposed to my presence or intimacy with you and/or Celestia?’

‘I am not. But also, I am also exploring outside my comfort zone right now. Do not expect me to ‘jump right in’ as some ponies say. Give me some time to sort my thoughts out.’

‘I only asked to make clear any confusion. You seemed ready when Celestia was done with me.’

‘That would be any stallion or hermaphrodite’s natural reaction to a pretty mare offering herself to them. Thank you for asking, but I will let you know when I am ready.’

‘You’re welcome, Luna.’ The spell faded, and both kept silent vigil through the night over Celestia.