As I made my way to Luna’s tower, I couldn’t stop wondering what my lesson was going to be or why it would be done in the middle of the night. When I reached the top of the tower’s stairs, I noticed there wasn’t the usual pair of guards stationed at Luna’s door. It didn’t really bother me. I couldn’t think of anything I would need them for.

I stopped in front of Luna’s door and knocked a few times. It didn’t take long to hear Luna’s voice calling “come in” from the other side. Letting myself in, I found her sitting on her balcony. I also noticed that she wasn’t wearing any of her royal regela.

“Good evening, Lulu,” I greeted.

“Good evening, Spirit,” Luna greeted back. “Please, come join me.”

Hesitantly, I obeyed. After joining her, we both sat admiring the starry night. It was a full moon tonight and it was gorgeous. The air was also a cool and gentle breeze. If I were the judge, I’d say she outdid herself this time.

“It’s so pretty, Lulu, I told her, staring at the night sky a few moments longer before looking back at her. When I did, I saw her happier than I have ever seen her.

“Thank you, Spirit,” she replied, blushing. “I love it when somepony enjoys my night sky.”

“I can’t think of anypony who wouldn’t like it tonight. You went all out,” I complemented.

“You’re right, I did,” she confirmed. “I wanted you to easily feel relaxed for your lesson tonight,” She informed me. “Before we begin, however, there is something I feel I must tell you.”

“Oh, what’s that?” I asked, my ears perked.

“I’m concerned about your current circumstances with whom you are betrothed,” She bluntly stated. “As lovely as a future wife appears to be, I found it rather disheartening to discover that we did not have the time to better prepare you for such emotionally tasking endeavors.”

My ears folded back a knot in my stomach started to wrench itself at the thought of how little faith Luna appeared to have in me. Not that I blamed her, being how I felt as if I was walking blindly through this whole experience. The more those words ran through my mind, the more I could feel the anger inside starting to burn in my chest. Princess or not, who was she to critique a love life I was forced into.

I was about to share such thoughts of content when I noticed how she stood next to me. Her expression held no appearance of disappointment or anger. She was calm, yet slouching in such a way that it looked as if she could crumble if a strong wind were to press against her. Even more disarming was the soft smile that contradicted her sad eyes.

“Twas our intent to claim, thee,” She clumsily spoke to me, slipping back into her old Ponish dialect. “Tis rare to find one not so hardened by the perils of being alone and isolated, feeling as if one did not belong in the world they were so easily welcomed to. One who can appreciate the fine beauties of the night and move past the darkness that tempts a lonely heart.”

The anger was gone, but the knots in my stomach only tightened. How had this happened? Why had this happened?

Luna corrected her posture and stood tall and regal as one would expect a Princess to be and turned her proud and hopeful eyes to me. She cleared her throat. “Spirit. The ways of old in courting a stallion, even one such as noble as yourself, do not match the customs of this new age. And I find myself just as unfamiliar with them as I imagine you find yourself with Kiera. So I would prefer to be blunt and avoid the toils of flirts and charming thee into a proposition of courtship. I will simply make my intent clear leave my motives open for you to see.”

I took a step back as she approached me, my senses on high alert as I again found myself blindside with uninvited courting of royalty.

“I wish for you to have me as you have taken to Kiera,” Luna stated firmly. “After speaking with her while waiting for your home to be completed, I felt compelled to… help foster and support the promising future you two were set to share, I suppose would be the best way to put it. But if you to start a herd proper, to start a family of your own. I wish only to be a part of it.”

“Luna… I…”

I wanted to run. Teleport away and pretend that this wasn’t happening.

Luna could see the hesitation in my eyes, in my everything, and spoke again to further persuade me. “I have not formally requested the privilege of having your hoof to hold, nor to be part of your herd, were to have one. But I have discussed the matter with Kiera at length, and she has been very open to embracing our traditions. However, I believe she discovered my desire to be with you in the process. And over the many conversations, her hints were subtle at first, but unmistakable before departing. Without so many words as such, I can safely say that she would be happy to have another with you that you know and trust. She wishes only to see you happy, as do I.”

I should be saying something, but so much was being rapidly exposed to me that I could not process it all. My mind had become so frazzled that I wouldn’t have been able to teleport away if I wanted to. I couldn’t focus on anything except for what she was saying.

“I don’t… know what it’s like to have a family,” I shamefully admitted, lofting the words out like a broken record. “I don’t even know what I’m doing with Kiera. I only know that I’m doing something wrong. I don’t understand what’s expected of me as a husband, or a prince, or any of this. I can’t even… - “ The knot in my stomach clenched so hard it hurt and made me feel sick “ - I don’t even feel it.”

I remember from long ago, from a world I can’t remember there was a debate on whether life was a tragedy or a comedy. Why drama and horror was never an option, I couldn’t say. I would say my life was everything but a comedy. However, perhaps the comedy was that I was an outsider that became an alicorn, a prince by any definition, set to be wed to a loving and beautiful griffon, supported by friends I didn’t think I deserved, and now being propositioned by yet another Princess, and all I wanted to do was cry. I didn’t understand any of it, and part of me wanted none of it.

Actually, I was lying to myself. I was scared of it. Frightened to my very core that everything I was given had been undeserved and the thought of ruining it and hurting anyone in the process was worse than death.

I clenched my eyes shut and started to tremble, and before the sobs could escalate to anything more embarrassing, Luna’s forelegs were already pulling me close to her.

I should be used to this by now, but I wasn’t. Always at my weakest; Twili, Tia, Kiera, Luna, one of them there to hold me. Only now, I didn’t feel like I was breaking down. I was already broken. Too broken to cry anymore. I knew it, and perhaps she knew it, too.

“I know it can be difficult,” Luna spoke with a hushed voice as she comforted me. “Learning to connect with others. Building trust and letting yourself be vulnerable.”

For the time being, I allowed myself to surrender to the hold Luna had on me. Letting myself soften and relax under the strokes she rolled over my mane and down my back. It almost reminded me of how Celestia had held me so motherly, but different in the ways Kiera’s embrace would hold me.

“What if I can’t?” I finally asked her the same question I had been avoiding asking myself.

“My dear sweet Spirit,” Luna warmly cooed into my ear before pushing me back far enough to stare into my eyes.

I looked back into her eyes,the blues and lavenders painted together were as beautiful as the night sky Luna had crafted herself. And with those calming cool colors, I could see the warmth.

Luna’s expression softened to one I could only imagine was that of excitement and lust being held back with caution. “Whatever did you think tonight’s lesson was going to be?”

“I honestly had no-” My lips froze in place as Luna pressed hers to mine.

She had kissed me. She was still kissing me. I was kissing Luna!... Was I kissing back?

What am I doing? I should be running away and screaming for help… but I couldn’t. I had no reason to believe Luna would lie to me about Kiera being okay with this. For a moment, I questioned why Kiera hadn’t told me any of this or prepared me for Luna approaching me, but I knew why. It was because I would have avoided all of this. It took the threat of execution for me to even enter a relationship, and even then, I wanted to run. So, maybe this is what I needed, and that’s why I wasn’t resisting her advances.

Luna pulled away from the kiss. “This lesson might be a bit more intense than your previous training. If it becomes too much, we can stop - “ Her eyes flashed with a glimpse of repressed panic, but faded back to something more seductive and pleased as I voiced no protest and didn’t pull away - “Don’t be scared, Spirit. I’m going to show you what love is supposed to feel like.”

For a brief moment, my mind was gone. All the broken pieces that I had left unattended had become so shaken from Luna trying to pull them together that I was unable to process what was happening to me. When I came to, my back was pressed against the balcony railing, and Luna was holding me there. She was pushing up against me, our chest held so tightly together I could feel her coat against my skin. Her hooves were slowly sliding up and down my barrel, examining me, caressing me softly.

“Have you touched Kiera like this before?” She whispered in my ear.

I choked on my words. I couldn’t even mouth the word no. My struggles only ending when I found the resolve to shake my head, albeit pathetically slow.

“Has she ever held you like this?” She whispered again, running the softest pads under her hooves I had ever felt down my jawline.

“N-No,” I croaked. “Maybe a little?”

She moved her body closer to mine, our necks interlocking. We were so close that I could feel her heart beating as her blood pumped through her veins in her throat. Every heavy breath she drew forcing more of her weight against me had me fighting the fear of being crushed by her wrath if I disappointed her, only to have it replaced with a calming sensation of the safety she provided. Then she shifted again, leaning into me more and her right rear leg sliding up between mine.

I gasp a shallow breath as I was touched in a way I had never felt before. I had never known my inner thighs to be sensitive, but from the body of the Princess of the Night, I couldn’t process it. It made me feel physically weak, my limbs falling limp. I would have fallen to the floor had Luna not been holding me against the railing.

Her hooves were slowly exploring new territory, working down my sides and trailing over my exposed abdomen, curling over my thighs and feeling over my flanks. “Have you ever felt the pleasures a mare can give a stallion?”

“No,” My voice came out as a whisper.

“Would you want Kiera to touch you like this?”

I didn’t know how to answer her. The question almost felt like a trap. How could I say yes to desiring another while she was the one revealing to me what physical love could feel like? How could I say no and not imply that what she was doing wasn’t anything but mind-meltingly amazing?

My hesitation forced her hoof to coax the answer from me.

Her hoof ventured between us and between my legs and was sliding over my sheath. The contact and new sensation caused me to gasp, and my hips moved on their own, jutting forward against the contact.

“It’s okay to say yes,” She whispered so lovingly into my ear.

“Yeee-essss,” My answer came out low and drawn out, ending with a hiss.

“Do you want me to stop?” She asked me, knowing full goddamn well what I was going to say.

I raised my forelegs, slowly draping them over her back, and I laid my chin down over the back of her shoulder. “No,” I answered, too weak to resist.

I was too captivated by something that didn’t leave me feeling empty or ashamed for who I was or fucked up I was. I don’t know if what I was feeling was love. It didn’t take away all the pain and loneliness I had been bottling up, but it was too new for me to understand. All I knew was that it was better than any other feeling I had since waking up here. I didn’t mind being selfish for this.

She had me right where she wanted me… I wanted it. “Please… don’t stop.”

The underside of her hoof continued tempting me, sliding up and down against me. The treatment itself coaxing out my member, to which she teased even further. She gently trialed the hard polished portion of her hoof up the front of my growing shaft before using the soft pads underneath to stimulate the more sensitive tip.

The sudden surge of pleasure had my voice caught in my throat. I still couldn't believe what I was doing or how wonderful she could make me feel. Just taking in her scent only further encouraged my desires to let her take control. The soft aroma of lavender and jasmine embedded into her coat, softly mixing with what had to be her own arousal.

I started to feel like I should be contributing something to this exchange but didn't have the faintest of clues on what to do. Up until this point, all I was doing was slowly rocking my hips against her touch. I would every so often shift my grip around her, running my fetlocks down her back and over her flanks. Every time my fetlocks would carry over her backside, I was treated with a pleased hmm or a groan from Luna.

"Do you want to touch me?" Luna whispered.

"I am," I answered prematurely.

No sooner had the words left my mouth, I realized that wasn't at all what she meant. But now that the idea was there, yes, I did want to. If only I knew what I was doing.

"Sorry," I forced the word out, my cheeks burning with embarrassment. "I do."

Luna cuddled closer into my neck, cooing and humming ever so sweetly. "I want you to touch me, too."

Her body moved up higher on me, and I could feel the incredibly soft underside of her belly slid up against my length. My hips moved on their own again, making my entire shaft grid up between us.

"Let me make this easier for you," She hushed her voice as she pulled away.

My eyes followed her down, but I stayed leaning against the railing. I watched she back away and slowly, deliberately, turn for me. Halfway through her turn, she whipped her tail to the side just long enough for me to catch a glimpse of her marehood. No sooner than it had been revealed to me, she finished her turn with a coy grin and sauntered up to the raining next to me.

She rose up, placing her forelegs over the ledge of the railing and she smiled at me. I smiled back, it was weak, as I still very much out of my element and didn't know what I was supposed to be doing. That's when I felt Luna's feathers trailing up my leg. The contact was gently and meant more to tease than to please me, at least that's what I thought until she ran them up over my length.

It didn't take much contact to work me up, or perhaps that was simply something she knew how to do to me. She tormented me with a few more strokes before the tips of her feathers found their way to my forelegs, and she worked her grip around them. She gave me a subtle tug, guiding me over to her side and forcing my forelegs to lay on her haunches. It was a little awkward for a position to be put in, but I managed to not slide off.

Her tail raised and lifted to the side away from me. "Be gentle," She instructed softly. "Despite my confidence and what talent you may think I have, you would be my first. So I do not know the touch of a stallion any more than you knew what it would be like with me before tonight."

I imagine her words were meant to be encouraging, but they gave me the added pressure of not ruining her first time. Regardless, my curiosity of what a mare felt like was taking hold. I was feeling down her haunch with my left hoof, trying to move down her backside as she had moved up to explore my body. The closer I moved to her center, the hotter her body became.

Finally, the gentle texture of her coat changed to velvet and satin. The underside of her tail was impossibly smooth. Then the heat that came with it turned the feeling of velvet to satin coated with liquid silk. It was her arousal that left her burning and wet.

I started to run strokes up and down the length of her slit, taking in all of the sensations of what pleasuring her was doing and the excitement it gave me. Her breathing had quickened, and her quiet pants turned to hollow huffs. Every little sign of her enjoying herself, giving me little pulses of joy, knowing I wasn't screwing this up, and that she was able to feel the same pleasures that I was given.

I turned my head to seek confirmation from her, only to discover she had closed her eyes and was facing the open night's sky. Her mouth hung open slightly, letting the huffs of air drawn in and out. But it was the expression she had that told me what I needed to know.

Unaware of me watching her, Luna lowered head. "Take me."

"Take you?"

"I can't wait anymore," She rushed her words. "Please, I need you to rut me now."

I have to imagine she knew I was going to need help because I was suddenly enveloped in her aura and she moved me into position. With my forelegs locked in around her hips, she widened the gap between her legs and pushed the tip of my member against her sex. My eyes widened at this new experience. It felt like nothing I had ever felt before, yet I had to fight off my bodies instinctive nature to thrust forward.

"Slowly... please," Luna pleaded. "At least at first."

"As you wish," I nervously replied.

Then, as requested, I pushed myself in.

Any length of words would fail to describe this moment. She was tight as I forced my way deeper into her. There were even moments where her body would flex around me, bearing down so strong that it held me in place. Each time a gasp or a grunt alluded to intense moments of pain or pleasure from Luna. Not that I could tell the difference. The same could be said for me as well. Each contraction hit me with such intensity that the amount of pleasure might as well have been pain.

But between these contractions, pure bliss. The warmth was heavenly and only called to invite more of me inside her. Her inner walls were slick and more elegant than any linen I had ever felt. Words fall still fall short to explain something that stands so far out beyond what her body could be compared to. It simply is something all of its own.

Finally, what felt like minutes passing by, ended with me buried to the hilt. I lowered myself down and hugged her tightly from behind. And even if this was my first time, I knew enough of what would come next, and it couldn't have been far away.

"You're- " Luna spoke up before another contraction had her gasp " - amazing, Spirit... I've waited for so many moons for a stallion I could claim to have me like this. Now, please... keep going. Just do what feels natural. Your body knows what to do."

I relaxed my mind as best I could, trying not to overthink what I should do. In doing so, I discovered she was right when my hips eased away and started to withdraw my member. I quivered as I flesh of my cock pull along her inner walls. Her body flexed down on me again, and I felt my body tighten in response, thrusting my hips forward.

Luna pressed herself back against me, and our bodies clapped together. I felt something hotter running over me. It felt like a river of lava was building up inside of me and was streaming its way out. I wanted more.

I moved myself to repeat the motions. Drawing back and thrusting again as deep I could. Steadily, as Luna moved along with me, our pace quickened. I tightened my grip around her waist and pressed the side of my face against her back. This was the most animal I had ever been since losing the life as a human, and it was worth it.

Whatever grace or decorum, we may have started out, with was gone. Our groans and grunts that escaped our melding bodies was anything but regal or elegant. We were lost to each other, and the world around us didn't matter.

Luna's voice cried out as her body locked up, and she stood stiff. Even her vaginal walls clamped down on my again, flexing and down and stroking me. It was all too much, and something new took over.

I was huffing and groaning as my thrust was escalating into a frenzy of near violet levels of pounding my swelling member slamming against her insides. Then it came. This wonderful sensation that was washing over me and releasing deep inside Luna. As it pulsed and throbbed, the volcano inside me was erupting and flooding the Princess.

I want this feeling never to end, but it was already fading. My body wasn't moving anymore. I was stuck to Luna, desperately clinging onto her while her body was still gripping my slowly deflating member.

"Does opening up to love still seem so frightening?" Luna asked with a certain sweetness to her voice.

"I'm starting to see the benefits of opening up a little more," I jokingly answered.

"Well, then," Luna chuckled before craning her neck back to my muzzle she was raising with her wing. "I suppose that means that our lessons will have to continue until you are more thoroughly convinced."

A drunken smile appeared on my face. "I'd say I'm pretty well convinced," I joked with a goofy grin. "But don't let that stop you from trying to convince me more."

Luna closed the gap between us, kissing me deeply, then broke the kiss with an ever pleasing hum. "I'll consider you convinced when Kiera gives me her approval."

Author's Note

I would like to thank EmptyPlotFiller for helping me again. This time he did more than just edit. I'm not capable of writing clop so if you want to thank someone for this chapter, thank him.

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