Discovery ♡ and ♡ Recovery

“Well, I’m sure they’ll know.” Twilight Sparkle was flying back over to Canterlot once again, in order to ask her idols, the princesses of Equestria, Celestia and Luna, for advice on ruling over the whole of said country. “What is the proper procedure for handling royal guards?” Twilight was not used to having other ponies in the castle aside from her five friends, and more regularly, Starlight Glimmer and Spike.

After greeting the guards in front of Canterlot Castle and confirming that she was who she said she was, exchanging pleasantries as they knew why she was there, she was sure, Twilight began trotting toward the throne room. She was sure that was where the princesses would be – they were always in there around this time in the evening. It was pretty much the only time of day where they were both in the throne room together – well, this and morning, anyway.

Twilight delicately opened the door to the throne room and began, “Hello, princesses! I hope you don’t mind, but I had another ques…” However, she abruptly cut herself off as she realized the words were echoing off the walls of an empty chamber.

This was odd – she had never seen the throne room without either of them before. Well, except for special occasions both good and bad, such as the competition for the Sibling Supreme crown just a week or so earlier or when the Storm King nearly took control of all of Equestria. She felt she would have known already if it were along the lines of the former, and she really crossed her wingtips that it wasn’t something like the latter.

She began searching all over the castle, only bumping into a few guards who knew about as much as she did. Dining hall, grand hall, ballroom – all were sans princess save for the lone little purple Alicorn.

Finally, in an act of final desperation, she decided to look in the one place where she least thought, at the very least, Celestia might be – her personal chambers. If that failed, she wasn’t sure if she would check Luna’s as well, or just give up for the night and head home.

As she rounded the corner, she noted that there appeared to be a light coming from the room – soft, but there. However, she noted that there were no guards standing watch – she was sure that if they were in there, there would be at least one guard. That was what she had always noticed, whenever Celestia would invite Twilight back to her chambers in order to discuss the latest book either one of them was reading (though it was usually Twilight), or to share a cup of tea, or even just to ask how things were going in school for her #1 most faithful student.

Twilight briefly considered giving up for the night, and heading home, but her curiosity got the better of her, and she slowly crept towards the door.

What she did not expect to hear was what sounded like voices – almost certainly Celestia and Luna, coming through the walls. What’s more is that it sounded like one of them was… moaning? Was that Celestia? What could Luna be doing to her to cause such a sound? Just what the hay was going on?!

Twilight dismissed all those questions from her mind and decided to get an answer for herself. She crept on the tips of her hooves, being careful to not make a sound, until she arrived in front of the door. Then, she slowly lit up her horn, being ever so careful to turn the knob slowly… slowly… until she had turned it as far as it would go.

She pushed open the door, not even making a creak – she was glad she remembered exactly how to handle Celestia’s door so as to not make a peep – and peered inside.

What she saw nearly made her fall right on her flank – there was Celestia, bent over, her hind legs splayed, so that she could see all of her mentor. While she had sometimes imagined what that might look like, she was not prepared to have it displayed before her so suddenly and unexpectedly.

She gathered her wits about her, noticing that there seemed to be some sort of spreader locked on to Celestia’s hind hooves. And then she noticed Luna, standing to the side of Celestia, and holding a large wooden paddle with her magic. There was a devilish smile across the muzzle of the dark blue and black Alicorn. She brought down the paddle with an audible thwack and another moan from Celestia, the movement of the paddle causing the lone candle’s flame to flicker.

Was this some sort of punishment? Had Luna gone rogue again? No, no, Twilight was sure that Celestia was enjoying this, judging from the string of juices bridging the gap between Celestia’s hindquarters and the paddle. String… of… juices?

At this point, Twilight was just barely holding it together. As if to push her over the edge, Celestia then cried out, “Oh, Lulu, yes! Please, don’t stop! I’ve been so naughty to you and need punishment!”

Twilight’s body reacted before her mind could fully process the words, slowly starting to shuffle away backwards, trying to get far enough away so that she could just fly away and start trying to process what she had just seen.

The universe apparently had other plans, however, as she happened to bump into a conveniently placed vase – it couldn’t have been more conveniently placed if Pinkie Pie herself had personally overseen it! - that slowly but surely began to topple. Twilight began to beg and plead with the invisible horn of fate to intercede. Her prayers went unanswered as the vase toppled to the ground and shattered with a loud crash!

Twilight cringed, squeezing her eyes shut and silently cursing to herself – maybe they hadn’t heard it? “What was that?” …Crap.

She was utterly frozen as Celestia and Luna slowly emerged from the room, taking a look down the hall, and finally seeing her.

“Twilight?” Celestia began.

That was all it took – Twilight began spewing forth a stream of semi-intelligible gibberish – among them were “paddle”, “spreader”, and “sex game”, as her head got lighter and ligher, until finally, she turned almost as white as Rarity and collapsed to the ground in a faint.

Twilight rubbed her head as she woke up – where was she? As she slowly grew more aware of her surroundings, the area looked more and more familiar, until the realization hit her like a piano dropped on her head by the local Ponyville mailmare. This was Celestia’s room. But did that mean…

“Oh good, you’re awake now, Twilight,” she heard the pony she admired most speak.

“Princess Celestia! Wait, what am I doing here? Ugh, I feel like I hit my head and had the strangest dream ever! It involved you, and… Princess Luna, and… Oh my gosh, Princess Luna! Please tell me you didn’t see that dream!” Twilight had a sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach.

“I’m… afraid that was no dream, Twilight Sparkle,” Luna replied, a slight blush growing on her features.

“But you… and, and… were you two…” Twilight paused here, considering her words carefully, before deciding to go with the semi-scientific term, as she was uncomfortable with the situation already, “…having sex?”

Celestia and Luna glanced at one another, before nodding. Then Celestia spoke, “Yes, that is the case, Twilight. We had figured we would tell you at some point – I just wish you didn’t have to find out in this way.”

“Wha… bu… huh?! But you’re sisters! Isn’t that something you’re not supposed to do with your siblings?!” She had never even considered Shining Armor in such a way – the fact that she even had a hint of that thought now made her stomach turn.

This time, Luna sighed before speaking, “I think it’s time to tell you about the history of our relationship – so that even if you never truly approve of it, you might at least understand our little secret.”

Author's Note

Since I know I'm going to be asked this by someone eventually, no, aside from the name schemes, Hunter X Hunter played no part in my inspiration for this story. Why did I choose that as inspiration for the naming schemes then? Because it seemed funny at the time - no other grand reason.