An Unforgettable Night

by Raven Blackwood

Rating: mature
Tags: My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Alternate Universe, Nightmare Moon, Romance, Porn, Sex, Fetish, Slice of Life, Anthro, Original Character
Length: 7547

Nightmare Moon, the one mare that ponies don't know much about, has her special stallion come into her room to have an enjoyable time being together with her.

It's been 400 years since Princess Celestia had been defeated by her fallen sister known as Nightmare Moon.

Over the centuries, Equestria and its little ponies have continued to live a prosperous life under the Mare of the Moon.

However, what ponies don't know much about their ruler is that Nightmare Moon has a secret marriage that only a few close to her inner circle know about.

On one regular night, Nightmare Moon is in her bed chambers wanting to enjoy being away from the throne room. Her special stallion comes in to make sure that she has some company, and an enjoyable time with one another.

The question is, can a mare like Nightmare Moon share love like any other mare in Equestria can? Perhaps, but that remains uncertain in this universe.

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Thank you LoneUnicornWriter for pre-reading and editing my story. :twilightsmile:

Published 2018-09-02 23:20:01 UTC
Last updated 2018-09-02 23:20:01 UTC

Her Stallion

It was a wonderful night in Canterlot. Everypony was either talking to one another about their lives or discussing about how things are going with their families.

The moon, the brightest at the time, was shining a ray of light to those who were asleep and awake, reminding ponies that the night is not a thing, but an art of beauty that should be admired every now and then.

Even though, yes, it had been four hundred years since the last time anypony managed to even see the sun arise from its slumber to shine down on its subjects, the moon still held a grip in Equestria and from around the world.

Over time, ponies have gotten used to enjoying seeing the moon shine bright wherever they would go.

Through the world of darkness, there was still prosperity that remained part of how ponies have lived their lives from Canterlot to all corners of the country.

Inside Canterlot castle, Nightmare Moon was already done finishing up her royal duties at court in ensuring that her subjects were aware that she always made sure that everything that happened in Equestria was always on her watch.

The dark mare walked out from the throne room into the hallway with two lunar guards accompanying her from both sides. Being a guard protecting the queen of Equestria was no easy task. As Nightmare Moon had severe disciplinary actions in not sparing any guard, who tried to do anything that would infuriate her no matter what was going on.

Still, the guards made sure that they didn’t slip up in keeping their queen satisfied as she had finally retired to her chambers for the night.

As the three made their way to Nightmare Moon’s door, she informed them that they do not need to guard her as of then.

“I wish to be alone,” she commanded. “Leave me at once.” The guards nodded with them walking to the very end of the hallway, turning to the right where Nightmare Moon was no longer able to see them from eyeshot.

She made a heavy sigh while opening the door to her bed chambers. The mare stretched her arms out and around while popping her neck to feel the sounds of trapped liquid finally breaking free from their confinement. Nightmare Moon was already having a stressful time attending night courts and hear the complaints from ponies who were either talking about the lack of funding for minor projects or with there needing more time to reevaluate diplomatic meetings with foreign leaders.

The only thing that she was hoping would not happen was for somepony to knock on the door to ask her about something.

Still, life for her had somewhat been easy in terms of running a country. She got rid of the nobles that she saw were selfish and easily susceptible to corruption. Despite that happening four centuries ago, it gave her more broader power in governing the land of her little ponies.

Nightmare Moon took off her armor plates from top to bottom, using her magic to put them on a mannequin that stood next to where her dresser was from upfront. Her partially naked body revealed her medium-sized, voluptuous breasts that she was completely convinced would hypnotize any stallion in Equestria. If there were stallions in the room, she would’ve watched them one by one as their throbbing members ripped free from their garments as they drooled like the thirsty animals they were to have their sinful members be blessed by her royal features.

She brushed the visions off like it was nothing to think about. As she turned to her dresser, she looked at the mirror and saw her slender, ageless body showing her how she dedicated herself in keeping her body in good standards and with muscular integrity as an important part in showing how healthy she truly was.

It really didn’t mean much to her, so to speak. Nightmare would, at some points in her life, have seen how some stallions see how her body as very jaw-dropping. Her legs showed muscle and care, her hips were like anything that any stallion would enjoy staring at all night long. She even had perfect curbs for her body. Not to mention she had one magnificent flank to the stallions who would’ve wanted to marry her without any regrets.

Heck, her body was all so admirable that even mares that gazed upon it became envious and made her body the gold standard of beauty in their thoughts.

Some mares, from her understanding, had been known to strive in wanting to achieve such a body. To their determination, it was not possible to beat the queen who had a superior body. Nightmare would always see that as a very inspirational thought to know that mares wanted to have magnificent and voluptuous body features like hers.

The lunar queen began to raise one leg after the other as a mini-exercise to start de-stressing from work. After a few minutes of that exercise, she started to move her hips around to increase her relaxation to get get body to feel more at ease and have some of her muscles loosen up. She could feel herself beaten most of her stress.

She even started to do push-up to get her arms to be free from the memories of hard work. Although, it was short-lived as she felt like she needed some time outside of her comfort zone.

Nightmare opened the outside doors and walked on the balcony. She placed her hands on the railings and took in the beautiful scenery of Canterlot, bending over to enjoy what she helped make to house her rule. She could hear ponies talking, the creatures of the night singing, and looking at the moon. Her mane flowed ever so beautifully with showing the stars and the galaxies present in it.

However, as she looked at the moon, she felt her anger like the creeping eight-legged beast crawling up her spine. She was reminded of how her sister, Celestia, could never understand how she hurt her with no pony appreciating the night. Her grip on the railing was tight. She felt like wanting to curse her sister’s name to remind herself of what Celestia did to Luna, her younger self.

Like it felt yesterday to her, Nightmare saw the shadow on the moon to know that Celestia was still imprisoned for another six centuries. She wasn’t worried about it, of course. Despite the fallout that happened back a few hundred years ago, Nightmare Moon would still beat her sister at her own game even without the Elements no longer capable for her to use again.

She was reminded of how her younger self, or better yet her past self, Luna, was like a shadow on the wall, while her big sister was the one getting all the attention for herself, leaving her on the sidelines.

Somethings don’t always die out easy. Even if she were to heal her wounds, it would not benefit her either way. Anger and hatred were the two areas that Nightmare fueled upon when she was finally able to gain control of the body and mind of Luna.

“Hmmm.” Nightmare puts a hand to her chin as she looked out in the distance recollecting the thoughts of her past. “Hard to imagine that it feels like yesterday I gained my rightful place as the sole ruler of Equestria. The nobles are no more. My insignificant sister is still imprisoned on my moon. My precious little ponies are living a prosperous life without the nobles yanking down my chains or throwing insidious dialogue down my throat.” Her voice got cold remembering how the nobles would always cause a ruckus when it came to running a government.

“Selfish they were to think that I would give them more power to make lavish spending on luxurious goods and services. At least they are no longer alive nor do their descendants have a say in what happens under my rule.” She crossed her arms with a slight snort escaping her nose.

The nobles, under Celestia, were considered by her as inferior to how one manages a country and its rules. They would always want more money and power just to keep themselves happy, but that was something that Nightmare didn’t tolerate when she abolished different parts of the government, mainly the nobles, to where it gave her a hands on approach to solving turmoil in the aftermath of Celestia being sent to the moon for a thousand years.

“If only you Celestia knew what it meant to bring stability as a priority. Your nobles aren’t causing my country to fall into a bureaucratic system of being a monarch.” Nightmare said to the moon. Even though it wasn’t like her sister could hear what she said, she would’ve gladly said that bit to her face.

Minutes felt like hours to Nightmare. She could only think about the hardships that Celestia put her through back then. The times in which Luna was… treated as an outcast to ponies. Her night was rejected by many who went to sleep when she was working hard to show her subjects her talent. She wanted to show her sister that she just wanted to have more ponies appreciate her night, but even that wasn’t able to stop her from becoming Nightmare Moon.

The wind washed over her body, giving her a slight chill that caused her to cross her arms around her chest. She didn’t mind being partially naked with not having some clothes to warm herself up. After all, she was a tough mare even when it was starting to get cold. But, she decided that it was best to get back inside for the sake of not having any ponies notice her almost naked from her place of living.

As she started to shut the door and shut the curtains to the door prevent anypony from seeing her, she starts putting her pajamas on that were cyan in color. She could feel the warmth come over her as she buttoned up her top.

With that, she decided to get on the bed rather than pulling the covers off to finally call it a night. She laid her on her back while putting her arms behind her head. Her turquoise eyes looked at the ceiling, her breathing was normal as she was trying to think of anything that would entertain her.

All of a sudden, she could feel somepony’s presence in the room. She didn’t hear the sound of the door opening up nor were the doors to the balcony opened.

She knew who it was. Though she didn’t really feel like talking much to him.

“You know it’s not always nice to come into my room without knocking first, Horizon.” Nightmare turns on her side to face the darkened entrance where she came in.

A figure walked out from the shadows which revealed a stallion with wings. He had a charcoal coat with his mane and tail being black, and his eyes were that of the season of autumn.

“Hard day at work, yes?” Horizon walked over to her bed, and he sat on it right next to Nightmare.

“Hmpf,” She said to him. “I’ll have you know I am alive and well after tonight’s court.”

“Are you certain?” He laid on his side, looking at her in the eyes. “You seem to feel awfully stress by the way you talk.”

She gave a sigh. “Okay. If you must know I have been doing tedious work in having to listen to ponies complaining about new developmental plans for Equestria and the list goes on and on.” Horizon could definitely hear his love feeling stress. He started to get a little bit more closer to Nightmare. She didn’t mind it. After all, she’d known Horizon for several years now.

“Do you want to maybe talk about it? I’m here if you need somepony to vent to, my love.” He gave a small smile to her.

“Being formal, are we?” She chuckled. “It seems you developed quite a formal language over the years, Horizon.” Nightmare seemed to enjoy having a stallion like Horizon around Canterlot. Though, it can be hard even for him to always be with his lovely wife every night.

“Thank you. I try my best in doing so,” he said in glee.

“Tell me. What brings you back to my domain?”

“Been doing a lot of work for my dad who wants me to enjoy torturing the souls of the damn in Tartarus. You can say it is quite a time having to do such task for him.”

“I can already imagine it,” Nightmare said as she turned back to look at the ceiling. “It is… ironic that I’m married to a demon from the place where the damn are tortured for eternity.” She laughed at her statement.

“Remember how we met?” Horizon follows suit in looking at the ceiling.

“How could I possibly forget?” she said.

Nightmare Moon started to reminisce memories that occured seven years ago when she went to the Badlands and tried finding an important artifact that was of the highest priority to acquire to not fall into the hands of the Solar terrorists, a cult group that sought to overthrow her rule and restore the monarch system that was once under Princess Celestia and Princess Luna.

This artifact, from her point of view, had the ability similar to the Elements of Harmony, to be used in trying to destroy Nightmare Moon and to bring back Princess Luna from her grip. It was something that Nightmare had been worried about since she found out about the artifact while reading a book revolving around ancient devices that were scattered in different parts of Equestria. All the others didn’t seem much of a threat, but this one was one that needed to be locked up and to never see the night ever again.

She recalled how she was in the Badlands making her way into the area where the artifact resided from. However, she wasn’t going to have an easy task in getting it with what were a few dragons who thought that even the queen of Equestria was not as powerful as they believed.

The dragons managed to beat Nightmare Moon at her own game even with her raw magic to her advantage. It was something that still made her enraged just looking back at an event that saw herself easily defeated by a bunch of smart nose dragons. However, she then found out that the dragons who subdued her were in possession of the artifact that she searched many books for its whereabout among others and sought all the corners of Equestria to own for herself. It was a cylinder-shape device that had some ancient, long forgotten language colored in red that might have had some way to fully activate, but it seemed the dragons managed to figure out how to use it to drain her magic from retaliating against them.

Another piece of the memory comes back as she recalls one of the dragons tying up her wings to prevent her from flying away while another one had a magic receptor that made her unable to erase them from existence. She was utterly at the mercy of them. Nightmare still remembered the moment in which her armor was stripped from her body, with the bra and panties also meeting the same fate. She was naked and her members vulnerable to the rendezvous of her enemies thirsty members as the throbbed. Her heart was beaten in her chest as the dragons showed her their big, long dicks out to commence in the sexual assault against her body.

But before they could have started to ravage her marehood, something slowly grabbed onto them. Something that was seeping out of the ground and started to latch on to them with brute force. Their bodies started making cracking noises with them screaming to the top of their lungs. They were pleading for mercy, but mercy wasn’t delivered to them. Their bones were snapping and their last breath had finally left their bodies. The lifeless dragons were thrown aside, with what appeared to be magically roots seeping back into the ground.

Nightmare Moon was utterly surprised as she could still remember how her wings were set free from their confines and her legs and hands free from the ropes. The receptor that was around her horn was broken by the anonymous individual, giving her a sensation that who ever was wanting protect her wanted to keep her safe.

It was not a moment after that she could see her rescuer slowly morphing out of the ground, revealing to be stallion who showed concern in his face as he went to Nightmare, kneeling down to see if she was alright. At first, Nightmare wanted to teleport away from him, fearing that perhaps he was wanting to commit the same act that the dragons were wanting to do. However, something about this… stallion made her feel safe and secure. Like, she could feel something inside of him that made her feel welcome in his presence.

It was love. It was compassion. The feeling of wanting to keep somepony safe from her mortal enemies. She could feel something in her that could not have been felt by her since she became Nightmare Moon. The ability to feel love. To have somepony be at her side when it was not possible for her to do things on her own.

Her time being with this stallion felt like an eternity to her. The stallion carried her in his arms ever so gracefully. Nightmare Moon wasn’t really sure what to think as he, Horizon, was carrying her away from spot where she was about to raped by the barbaric dragons of the Badlands. She felt like she wanted him to let go of her so that she could walk away from him to get back to other important matters.

However, something about this stallion made Nightmare Moon want him to continue carrying her. It was not just his looks, but more about what he was. She sensed dark magic radiating off his body. Yet, he wasn’t a unicorn. He was clearly a pegasus that somehow managed to morph right through the ground without any problem. It finally hit her mind that this stallion wasn’t born in Equestria. She finally came to realization that he came from the depths of Tartarus. A demon, from her understanding. She must have gotten attracted very easily due to how he was stallion that came from such a place. Perhaps it was sign that she, upon sexual selection, found somepony that was almost like her. A demon being with another demon.

What was more important to her? Getting the artifact that Horizon happened to be carrying in his back pocket or have him continue to carry her to go back to Canterlot to be checked on for any possible injuries?

Having a question like that made her wonder if there was something more to life than what she had seen from her perspective.

Horizon, a stallion who was demon from Tartarus, was something that Nightmare could not fully understand. He cared for her when he felt the queen was in dire need of assistance to handle the dragons. It was like it was his duty to ensure that no pony would have any thoughts at manhandling her to pleasure themselves through sexual desires.

To Nightmare, it was a memory that she started to look back at as a new chapter in her life. A chapter in which she felt close to Horizon. Not as a friend, but as her… husband. She wasn’t sure if making her marriage public would benefit her in the long run.

If it were even leaked that Nightmare Moon was married to a stallion, it would have been a chaotic time in her kingdom to try and explain it in all in good detail. But she knew that only a few ponies in her inner circle were to keep this secret marriage from being spilled to the press. Even thinking about it made her wonder if somepony who was loyal to her decided to spill the beans through the course of seven years. Despite that, she had been married to Horizon for two years now since they both met in the Badlands.

Her marriage since then had continued to remain the same. Sure. Both tended to argue at some points, but that was pretty common in any marriage. Even though there were points through her marriage that Nightmare wanted to separate herself from Horizon. She always thought that maybe he was trying to soften her up and be more of a normal mare, rather than continuing to stick with being a pony who wanted to show no signs of affection towards him or to anypony in general.

Proven to be futile in her plans to distance herself from him, she’d seemed to feel like wanting to be even closer to him. She was demon or a “parasite” due to her being part of Luna. For Horizon, he was demon from Tartarus. Both cared for one another, but why exactly was Nightmare wanting to continue having a mental bridge where both of them were connected to one other?

She kept asking this question throughout the years. Was she supposed to feel this way when being with a stallion? Was destiny involved in casting herself to be with Horizon? Perhaps, but she believed that was a long shot to think that destiny wanted her, a demon born from her host, to show some love to the one who saved her all those moons ago.

Nightmare wanted to resume her conversation with Horizon, but it would seem that she was… already up against his chest, with his wings wrapped behind her.

“You seemed to have looked deeper into what happened back then, my little moonstone,” he said while stroking her mane with his right hand. Nightmare’s pupils dilated with her face blushing red hot like an apple plucked from a tree.

She teleported away from Horizon and stood in front of the dresser where her back was turned to face him. The mare crossed her arms trying to not say anything while Horizon got off the bed, walking over to her with his hands on her shoulders.

“You don’t like what I called you, Nightmare?”

“It’s not the name, Horizon.” She looked at her reflection from the mirror. “It’s about me being with you.”

“Whatever do you mean?” He asked with a slight concern on his face.

“It’s about who I am. The way I operate,” she started to elaborate to Horizon. “All my life, I’ve been seen by others as a dark figure in the night that doesn’t have the slightest amount of emotion. I tower over those who see me as pony who would never give off positive feelings. I strike down my enemies without mercy and without having second thoughts upon what I did to them. Yet, the one emotion that I never thought was possible in having is…” She went silent.

“Being happy?” He completed her sentence. Nightmare gave a slight nod to him, but didn’t know what to think about having such emotion being part of her character.

“What is wrong in being happy?” He started to move his head be closer to hers.

“It goes against who and what I am, Horizon,” she stated. “Never in a thousand moons would I steep to the level of a mortal. I feed off of negative emotions that empower what I do every single night. But having feelings for you makes me feel… weak,” she confesses to her husband.

“Having feelings even for me doesn’t make you a weak mare, my love.” He wrapped his arms around her mid-section, nuzzling up in her mane. “You should never feel this way.” Horizon felt his wife’s aura turning dark blue. He wasn’t expecting that Nightmare would have felt this way having been with him. His heart ached in seeing her this way.

“Being happy is something that I never developed after I banished my sister to the moon. Loving you, on the other hoof, is…” She sighed. “I don’t even know how to even tell you even with you being in my presence.” She tried to block out this emotion, but even as something strong, like love, seemed to not be so easy to ex-spell from her train of thought.

“You believe that this emotion clouds your judgment, yes?” he asked her.

“From your point of view, that would be a yes.” She was trying so hard to not embrace the love, but it was starting to get the best of her with Horizon being with her. It didn’t feel natural, from her understanding of the subject at hoof. Nightmare was trying to be honest and upfront with Horizon, even if it felt unnatural to discuss emotions with him.

While she was looking at her reflection, she noticed herself blushing. This was making her feel ashamed of herself. Blushing was clearly not her forte. Especially being in the privacy of her own room.

She started to feel Horizon’s hands making their way up to the top of her pajama top. Seeing what what going on in her reflection, she noticed her husband unbuttoning her shirt without her having any objections to what he was doing. Part of her wanted to tell him to stop, but, for some reason, she didn’t want to. Almost as if she was not thinking with what was happening between her and him.

Slowly but surely, he unbuttoned the last button that kept Nightmare’s upper body from being exposed. His stitches were moving around her stomach, giving Nightmare some form of safety and security being with him. She never had been the type of mare who found something like this amusing even for her tastes.

Something in her was telling her that she was supposed to feel this way, that having somepony close was making her feel comfortable. Nightmare wasn’t paying much attention as Horizon started to slowly remove the unbuttoned shirt from her body, having it drop to the ground.

Suddenly, Horizon’s hands made their way to her breasts. While they were still confined to her bra, he put both his hands on them, feeling them, but not squeezing them. Nightmare was starting to get back to her senses to see how Horizon was enjoying himself having his hands on her lovely breasts. Without hesitation, she decided to play along, with her hands going on top of his.

“Enjoying yourself, aren’t you?” she said while trying to not blush even more.

He made a smirk that sent Nightmare a clear message that he wanted to do it.

“Horizon,” she gave a light sigh. “We’ve been married for a few years. I know that you’ve been busy with your father doing tedious work in Tartarus. I know what you want and trying to hide it from me seems to not be an easy task for you to shield from me.”

“Can’t a stallion enjoy being with the one he loves?” he asked.

“Perhaps, but must you always act with such kind manners?” she replied.

“And speak in a callous manner towards the most beautiful mare in Equestria? Preposterous.” he wouldn’t have dared speak rudely towards Nightmare. After all, why would there be any point in doing so?

“Such formal and respectful manners coming from a demon who lives in Tartarus.” She gave a chuckle just having to hear Horizon wanting to be more close and affectionate towards her.

She was about to continue talking, but she felt something from under her. As she looked down, she noticed Horizon’s member poking out from his pants. Its pulsation just from under her “prize” was a clear indication of what he wanted to get from the mare. Nightmare, trying to not give in to her desires, started to blush, giving Horizon a smile and signaling to him what her focus was at that moment.

“Like what you see?” he asked her while his hands unbuttoned her pajama bottom, revealing her gorgeous legs and her now semi-naked body showing her cyan colored bra and panties.

“Y-Yes,” she tried to not stutter in her speech with Horizon undressing her ever so gracefully. Her heart started to beat faster and faster in her chest with every movement that Horizon was undoing to her. He snapped his fingers and both his shirt and pants radiated with magic colored in dark purple, which led to his clothes to disappear and reappear on top of one of the chests that was on the right side of the bed. The only thing he had left was his boxers, which revealed how his dick was properly erect and was eager to satisfy the queen’s desires.

His muscular build was something that Nightmare was always fond in looking at. Most mares would’ve fought tooth and nail to marry a stallion like Horizon. However, his body was only for Nightmare to love and have.

He started to nuzzle once again into Nightmare’s mane, giving her a sudden jolt of surprise, but she tried keeping herself contempt with how her husband was enjoying snuggling up in her mane.

His love was no disguise to her. He loved and cared for her. He wanted to be with her every single night, to nurture her in the best of his abilities. Yet he knew that tormenting souls was a task that his father wanted him to continue on doing. He felt bored doing that routine. Always tedious and repetitive without having the chance in kissing his wife when he goes back to Tartarus.

POMPF!

Nightmare came to realization that her wings just extended outward, showing that she was enjoying what Horizon was doing in terms of snuggling up to her. She felt embarrassed to even allow herself to show such a signs of pleasure. The queen of Equestria was trying so hard in wanting to talk, but her body had other plans for her.

She could feel her husband’s hands once more crawling over her body. Nightmare felt the back hook of her bra was being unhooked, with her straps slowly being pulled down in the process. Her brain wasn’t responding to her commands in wanting to tell Horizon to not continue in removing the bra from her body. The mare was feeling a gulp in her throat. It was if she wanted to speak, yet she could feel herself losing the will to fight back.

Yet, she felt like she wanted this to happen. She didn’t feel the need to resist. It’s almost like the voice from the back of her head was telling her to abort in what Horizon was doing. It felt natural for this to happen. Nightmare was still frozen from wanting to talk, as Horizon finally got done in getting the bra off her fluffy breasts.

He suddenly grabbed onto her breasts, giving a firm squeeze that caused Nightmare to let out a slight moan. Horizon sensed that his wife was now enjoying this. But that was nothing compared to what he had from the start. Without hesitation, he rips Nightmare’s panties off her body, revealing herself in all her glory to him.

Nightmare was shocked to see how he decided to just yank her panties like they were nothing. He discarded the torn clothing to the ground. If Nightmare was looking at the mirror correctly, she could tell that from Horizon’s eyes, the fire was in them.

Suddenly, Horizon turned Nightmare around, having herself snuggled up into his chest. She couldn’t understand what was going on right now. To her, she felt like she was in a trance-like state that was impossible to respond. However, she couldn’t feel any anomaly coming from within the room. There wasn’t any sign of demonic energy that she could sense. Was it just a figment of her imagination that was making her assume that Horizon was doing something naughty?

Horizon responded to Nightmare. “Please understand that I love you, Nightmare. Know that you have somepony that cares about you and wants you to be happy. Consider this as a late gift to you, my lovely wife.” He cooed soothenely for her to feel safe with him.

Nightmare began to feel something once more. This time, something hard was moving from under her. The mare knew what it was. She was able to tell by moving her eyes down to notice a particular black member that felt like it was saying “I want you” all over it. A massive blush was written all over Nightmare’s face. She felt the need for his dick to go right into her vagina.

She wanted it. She craved for it. Her feelings for him were becoming more stronger as the minutes went by. There was no point in wanting to fight it. This was something from within her mind that was trying to break out to tell her about this for years.

Her lust began to take over as she was making a head gesture to Horizon that she wanted it. Her purple nipples started to harden with her having a vision of Horizon playing with her body and giving her as much pleasure to wash over her mind.

Nightmare couldn’t deny it any longer. Her heart was sending signals to her brain like a high speed arrow that was on its way to deliver pleasure through her body.

Not a moment later, Nightmare was being lifted up and carried in Horizon’s arms, with his cock scratching at the mare’s clit, giving Nightmare a little taste of what he was trying to send to her. He carried her to her bed, him sitting on it while she was on his lap, his cock right in front of her to view and admire. She was blushing more furiously than expected, with her wanting to dream of have it in her to buck her into the next millennium.

Without thinking of what was going to happen next, Horizon grabbed onto the Nightmare’s breast once again. Only this time, he started to squeeze them much more firmer and him kissing Nightmare repeatedly on the cheek. She started to moan louder as he was playing with her breasts. They felt as wonderful as fluffy pillows with each squeeze..

Nightmare started to have some of her love juices leak down her sides and dripping to the floor. She was getting sexually aroused with Horizon taking much pleasure in making Nightmare moan in absolute bliss. The feeling of his hands squeezing her breasts made her want to beg Horizon to never stop. She yearned for him to continue on doing it.

Horizon, on the other hoof, was making a chuckle to see how Nightmare was enjoying his gift. He started to wiggle Nightmare’s areolas, pitching them with her flinching slightly from the sheer amount of pleasure coming from him doing that. She didn’t expect him to start playing around like that, but she didn’t mind it at all.

“A-Agh…” Nightmare tried to talk, but thoughts and feelings of pleasure had already flooded all corners of her mind. She wanted to talk to Horizon about him doing what he’s doing with his gift, but it was hopeless. Horizon was continuing in wanting to pleasure himself, but also to Nightmare.

With him conquering his wife so fast, he raises himself from the bed with him holding Nightmare on her sides. A grin was what he was showing if she was able to see it. Knowing him, he was calling in the heavy artillery.

Horizon then pushed in against Nightmare, having his cock go straight into her vagina.

“AHH!” Nightmare said as her eyes dilated to their fullest, making them hardly visible.

The walls in her vagina started to wrap around the cock. Horizon started to thrust himself into Nightmare, causing her to moan louder as he tried to pierce through her defenses. She was a tough nut to break. It was like Nightmare was prepared for something like this through the course of her existence. Even though this was her first time in having an intercourse, she was just one step ahead of Horizon.

It was time to improvise.

Not wanting to see his efforts go down in flames, Horizon, for the third time, got his hands onto Nightmare’s breasts, only this time, he was pressing his fingers harder on them, which then caused Nightmare to even moan louder. She could feel like her eyes were about to blow right out of her sockets. The great feeling was like heaven to her. She wanted him to buck her over and over again, but she wasn’t making it easy for him to deliver his seed into her.

She was having more of her love juices spilling onto the floor, but she started to feel like she was at the breaking point of reaching her climax.

Horizon continued to thrust his way deeper into Nightmare. Nightmare was feeling her self-defenses rapidly deteriorating with every thrust Horizon had given. He continued kissing her in hopes of defeating her. It was working, Nightmare could feel herself at the tipping point of this game. She wanted to cum so badly. Her face was like it was on fire. All she wanted now was relief. But was Horizon going to give it to her or play more?

The charcoal stallion was feeling himself in wanting to cum, but he was wanting to talk to Nightmare.

“Tell me honey, do you really want it so badly?” he smirked. “Because I am not quite sure if you really want it,” he said, teasing her in the process.

Nightmare was enraged with idea of him teasing her at the moment. She hated how he was trying to delay the inevitable.

“P-Please…” she was trying to construct a sentence, but it was hard for her with all the pleasure she was getting from Horizon. He could hear how Nightmare’s voice was mixed with anger and pleasure.

Horizon only smirked at her response. Now he knew that it was the turning point of playing the game. However, he felt like he was bored in playing like this. He decided that perhaps it was time to try and give Nightmare a more “exciting” sexual experience.

With a snap of a finger from Horizon, the room started to blacken out, revealing a few seconds later of it showing nothing but the stars and the galaxies that were in Nightmare’s presence. She could feel herself floating in what appeared to be in space. Nightmare was looking around, unaware at what was happening, but she was still in sexual paradise.

With nothing else coming her way, she felt her hands grabbing onto something. When she looked from her left and right side was making her even more aroused. Disembodied cocks, leaking semen were being squeezed by Nightmare. She felt like she was about to burst in pleasure, but it felt like it had taken longer than anticipated for her to reach orgasm levels.

Suddenly, without warning, another disembodied cock appeared before Nightmare. Only this time, it fired itself into her vagina, leading to her to scream out in pleasure. Another one came in, only for the cock to go into her mouth, which made it impossible for her to talk. His throbbing length in her mouth started to ooze out semen that caused Nightmare to start drinking it. She blushed as it felt like the semen was the flavor of strawberries, raspberries, and with a hint of peaches. To her, it was something that she had never experienced before. The mare continued to swallow the semen as it felt so addicting for her to continue indulging herself in.

The other two cocks in her hands were now starting to squirt out to have the semen splatter into her face. Nightmare was furiously blushing as the cocks were continuing to give her what she wanted.

As the minutes went by, Nightmare could now feel herself reaching the point of orgasm. Though she felt like it a few minutes ago with having Horizon bucking her, this dream or whatever it was that must have been Horizon’s doing, was causing her to finally break.

The cock in her vagina continued to pound itself into her, making the love juices to spill into space, but it didn’t matter to Nightmare. More cracks started to appear inside her mental state. The dam was starting to crack from multiple sides with the semen firing out like fire. She could feel it. The fire from within her was just inches away to being released from her body. The cock was not done yet, however. It was trying to find her g-spot. If it could find that, Nightmare would finally get the orgasm that she was desperate in having.

Nightmare was bucking her legs repeatedly like she was wanting to stump the ground from under her. She was squeezing the cocks in her hands harder like never before. The feeling of just squeezing two erect cocks was like doubling the fun for herself.

Then, it finally happened.

Crack…

The dam made.

Crack… crack…

Second time.

The mental dam that Nightmare had was giving away from having the most unprecedented sex she had ever had.

With one final blow, the cock finally pierced through Nightmare’s last line of defense.

CRACK!! BANG!! SMASH!!!

The dam bursts open, the semen had finally gone through the other side like lava erupting from a volcano that had been dormant for centuries.

With no more defenses left, the cock finally cums into Nightmare’s vagina, it mixing with her juices and finally diving straight into her womb, filling her up with the seed of Horizon.

All of a sudden, the illusion that was set-up by Horizon started to shatter in front of Nightmare as she moaned from his enjoyable time in messing with her.

Horizon turned his wife around to have her placed into his chest, wrapping his arms around her and laying on the bed as she tried to rest from the intense sex.

He whispered into Nightmare’s left ear for her to hear what he was wanting to say to her.

“I love you, my love. I didn’t want you to think that we married for nothing. As a husband, I only wish to keep you happy and know that you at least have somepony that appreciates your night and will try so hard to keep you safe. Please, Nightmare. Never forget this.”

An hour had passed in the aftermath of Nightmare having an intercourse with Horizon. She was still in Horizon’s chest, her eyes were looking at her stallion who was asleep still. His arms were still wrapped around her.

Nightmare could still smell the fluids from when her orgasm began. The sheets and the covers were wet with both their fluids and with there being some still on the floor.

She wasn’t sure what to do now. In her mind, she wanted to leave the room to do something.

However, she started to think for a moment. There was no point in leaving. She was in the arms of her stallion who wanted to keep her happy.

Nightmare recalled one part of what Horizon said to her.

...at least you have somepony that appreciates your night…

Deep down in her mind, she felt like crying. To know that there WAS somepony that had the time to admire her work. The work that many ponies didn’t pay much attention to, like Celestia.

The mare turned her head around to see the rays of the moon piercing through the openings of the curtains, it washing over her and Horizon. It was like the moon was trying to speak to her. Telling her that everything was going to be okay from here on out. Horizon’s seed was in her and that she could never in a thousand years think that she could have children.

Now that was something that she was looking forward to. Daughter or son. She wanted the moon to give her a daughter at least.

If there was anypony that was in the room with Nightmare and Horizon, they would see tears go down the face of their queen. No pony would had thought that Nightmare Moon would have had the ability to even cry.

But these tears were not of sadness, but of joy. The mare of the moon was now smiling at the thought of raising a child of her own. One that could rule by her side as mother and daughter.

Nightmare turned her head back to snuggle into Horizon’s chest, with her going to sleep in the end.

She was finally at peace with her husband.

From outside the room, there was a raven perched on the railings of the balcony. The bird did not start crowing as it was facing the door to Nightmare’s bed chambers. It remained there for a couple of minutes until it flew off into the skies of Canterlot. Nothing but silence came from the bird as it could no longer be seen in the air.