Author's Note

This story was a birthday gift for my good friend, Doctor. This is a mature, erotic, shipfic between his mare OC (Meem) and Luna/Nightmare Moon.

Doctor is a talented SFM lewd Pony artist, and a good person. Feel free to cheek his artworks out using the link below - I’m sure you won’t be disappointed by what you will see 😉

https://derpibooru.org/profiles/Doctor+The+I

NOTE: Other than the tags, this fanfic consists of:

• Futa (Luna/Nightmare only)
• Non-hooves (for both)
• Latex fetish (worn by Luna/Nightmare)
• Sex in car
• Size difference (Luna/Nightmare are larger and more muscular than Meem)

Continue if willing.

Still Dreaming

The slow pattering steps of her feet within the castle hallway echos down it, a resonating sound that no other Pony could hear other than Meem for she was alone. It was late past nightfall, the majority of castle personnel fast asleep with the exception of the Thestral sentries patrolling the castle’s battlements. Meem herself had been asleep an hour ago within her quarters in the servant’s wing, the exhaustion accumulated from the day had been compounded with the toil of the past week, forcing her slumber to be easy and natural. However, in the depths of her dreams she was greeted by the Night Princess, who had request to see the Earth Pony as soon as her faithful servant was awake and able to. Despite the lingering foggy concentration in her mind and the slight hazed viewing of her eyes, Meem was nevertheless awake and travelling to Princess Luna’s quarters - the place that the Alicorn had requested to meet.

Meem carries on weaving through empty corridor after empty corridor, the only illumination being the fiery glow of magical cyan torchlight mounted into the walls. With each passing minute of pathfinding, the physical activity awakened Meem more so, and with the increased state of awareness came with it increased inquiry, I can not believe Luna wishes to see me personally. I wonder what for. Meem’s heart rate flutters, along with her pace quickening as if she was hovering like a Pegasus. As she considers the possibility of soon being with Luna face-to-face (in the Princess’ own quarters no doubt), the thought of such a situation sent a course of excitement through her body.

Anticipation for what will be, causes Meem to moan, her eyelids lowering for moments of fantasy thinking. As her mind wandered, she loses attention to where she was going or what actions were being done; her body switching to auto-pilot. First Luna greets me in my dreams, speaking kindly to meet her during this beautiful night. Then she encourages me to take my time before going to be with her, which was very kind. Now she invites me into her quarters, where no Pony has been allowed to enter. Oh, Luna....you are wonderful...Such a sweet mare.

Meem’s blissful thoughts carry on for several minutes until she catches sight of her goal; at the far end of the final corridor she enters, was a single wooden door. Approaching the end of the hallway and with decreasing distance from it, Meem sees with building clarity the insignia encased on the door’s wooden surface that was the coloured picture Luna’s cutie mark - identifying that the Alicorn’s quarters laid beyond it. When at last Meem stood before the entrance to the Princess’ room, she takes an inhale and exhale in an effort to calm down, not wanting to allow her passionate excitement to embarrass her in front of Luna. With a smile, she moves a hand and proceeds to make her presence known:

KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!

Meem’s knocking on the door brings an immediate response from within. A voice of regal composition, welcoming charisma that was Luna’s friendly tone gliding through the wood, “Please enter.” Taking the offer in kind, Meem grabs hold of the doorknob and twists it, pushing the entrance as she enters the place within:

A queen-sized bed in the shape of a crescent moon was situated to the side of the quarters, whose blanket consists of patterns of stars. On the opposite side to the bed, across the room, was a large fireplace with a lit flame burning bright in hues of cyan. Surrounding this fireplace were dozens of books nested in varies shelfs etched into the walls containing novels about a wide range of topics. Furthermore, resting against the far wall to the entrance, next to a sliding door that led outside to the balcony, was a sizeable chair and desk containing a small tower of imperial decrees, documents, reports, statistics; paperwork encompassing the bureaucracy of Equestria. Scattered throughout the room was a myriad of objects tucked into the walls, hanging from them or resting on small table tops, their purpose aesthetical in nature, even though there was no clear pattern to the objects. They included such items like unlit scented candles, lavender flowers, dark-coloured decorative pottery, tapestry of stars, artworks of the night sky, and a range of other items that in some form or another was night/dark coloured themed related.

Starring wide-eyed in awe at the Night Princess’ room, like a foal may do when entering a new exciting place, Meem is struck by the honour of being within one of the Royal Sister’s own private locations. The beautiful design of the quarters in collaboration with the pleasing colours was almost hypnotic, as the Earth Pony turns around repeatedly to take it all in, Wow this is beautiful!

“Greetings, Meem. Welcome to thy room.” A soothing voice tugs Meem’s transfixion away, the sound of the Luna’s gentle words bringing her servant back to reality. Turning towards the origin of the voice, Meem gazes upon the stunning sight before her; standing at the entrance to the balcony that led outside, Luna leans on the doorway in a playful manner, one hand on her hip and the other supporting her against the wall. With bedroom eyes that shone a slight blue hue and a firm Member rising high, Luna offers a warm smile amidst the background of a starry sky with the full moon dominate in the heavens, looking like a sliver halo around the Alicorn.

Barely resisting the desire to bite her lip and moan at the pleasing view of her busty monarch, Meem steps closer to Luna before coming to stand within the centre of the quarters. With admiration, Meem offers a brief bow to the Night Goddess, her spirit uplifting, You look gorgeous, Lu lu! “You wished to see me, Princess?”

“Indeed. As my favourite servant, I was hoping for thou to fulfill my needs at this time.” Encourages Luna with a raised eyebrow of mischief.

“What are your needs, my highness?”

“Company. Specifically yours.” Pushing from the wall to stand up straight, Luna rises to stand tall, her posture straight like a colossus over Meem with a fit physique of arousal. Retaining her bedroom eyes, Luna holds out a hand to her side, gesturing with it towards a nearby table alongside a pair of chairs with bottles of apple cider and glass vessels resting on top of said table. Meem follows the gesture before watching Luna walk gracefully towards one of the chairs, explaining in a tried voice, “Tis week has been quite exhausting for me. The scary dreams I had to conjure for the Ponies of Equestria in preparations for Nightmare Night, was a bit draining. Then I attended Nightmare Night in Ponyville which was wonderful like last year....though that too has worn me out. Finally, I have been busy with trying to help my sister organise clean up efforts across Equestria from Nightmare Night.”

Sitting down on one of the chairs that was slightly to the side to face Meem, Luna crosses her legs, resting an open palm on her head with her arm used as pillar against the chair’s back rest. With the other hand, Luna extends it towards Meem with an upside down pointing finger that flexes back and fourth in an enticing “Come here” motion, teasing, “I could do with some relaxation. You are my relaxation, Meem.”

Tingling electricity begins to flow through Meem to concentrate towards her waist, an excited desire gaining strength. She tilts her head at Luna with a look of lust, sighing a defeated breath of air, “My week has not been the best either, Lu lu. The preparations we servants had to perform for the Nightmare Night dinner in this castle for the attended noble families were tiring. Not to mention the meeting of their requests during that night was also somewhat degrading. Lastly, the cleaning up we had to do was all a bit much I suppose. I could do with some relaxation too.”

Smiling at Meem in a sympathetic expression of affection, Luna flares her horn up in an aura of dark blue as she readies to use magic. Grabbing hold of a close bottle of apple cider, Luna holds it up with telekinesis and unscrew the top, pouring the elixir into a glass, joking, “Care to join me, Meem? We can drown our sorrows in apple cider together.”

“I have never tasted it before. Is it....alcoholic?”

“Not this kind. ‘Tis safe, Meem. Come try some.”

Going to sit down at the other chair a small way across from Luna, Meem pours herself a glass of apple cider. Taking hold of the vessel, the Earth Pony brings the foreign liquid up to her face where she sees the orange-honey coloured fluid and smells its fragrance. With hesitance, she takes a small sip; which soon turns into a mouthful, Meem drinking the liquid with enjoyment. Placing the half full/empty glass down, she turns to Luna with a smile, “Mmmm, it’s good.”

“Yes. But with you here with me, ‘tis now far better to enjoy.” Compliments Luna, swirling her glass with telekinesis, the cider washing around in it as Luna looks longingly at Meem.

“I’m flattered, your highness.” Blushes Meem, resting a hand over her heart to emphasise the point, “You spoil this mortal Pony.”

“Than perhaps I shall spoil her some more.” Chuckles Luna while gliding her feet under the table and onto Meem’s. Feeling the pleasant stimulation oscillate from her lowest erogenous zone, Meem’s eyes fall heavy as she rests back in her chair, bitting her lip. Mobilising her feet too, soon Meem and Luna duel one another beneath table in playful footies. As they battled for supremacy, both mares continue to drink the cider, their soft laughter only being interrupted by the swallowing of the sweet elixir.

The footsie war reaches a stalemate after a few minutes with both mares no longer pushing or shoving, their feet snuggling with each other with the occasional poke or stroke from each. Reservers of the cider continue to dwindle; the attrition of the war. Despite it running low now, both Luna and Meem carry on savouring it’s taste, the company each shared with one another making the evening a pleasant one. After her third glass, the milestone caught Luna’s attention who praised Meem, “You seem to be liking it. I knew you would.”

“It is really tasty, Luna.”

Standing her elbows on the table, Luna leans down and forward to form an arch with her arms that wrap around the top of her cleavage, her sublime breasts resting on the table for Meem to admire. Tucking her chin down to lie on top her arms and tities, Luna licks her lips, “Mmmmmm, I am sure thou can sample othertasty things with me tonight.”

“Tempting. I wonder what you have in mind.” Muses Meem, licking her lips along in response as she spreads her legs, allowing a pent up quantity of fluid to drip from her sex tunnel.

“A surprise midnight snack.”

“May I have a hint to what it is?”

“Not it - her.” Answers Luna with a devious wink. Before her servant could become too enticed, the Night Princess rises her chest to sit up straight again - leaving Meem longing for more. Twisting around, Luna gazes toward the balcony doorway and the outside world beyond it; gentle rays of moonlight falling from the heavens. The shine of countless stars glowing among the black void of space. The full moon hanging in the sky with a silver lust as strong as the desire lust rising within the Mare in the Moon. She sees the position of the stars relative to the moon and turns back to Meem with a raised eyebrow, a smirking smile, “Regretfully, Meem, ‘tis not midnight yet. You will have to wait for your surprise midnight snack.”

“Awwww, and here I was getting so excited.” Complains Meem, sniffling and wiping her eyes in sarcastic tragedy, “What if I don’t feel peckishlater?”

“I decree that thou must not lose that excitement, nor thy appetite, Meem. It will come in handy later.” Orders Luna, pointing a finger directly at her servant as she hums her horn in menacing magical energy - threatening with seductive eyes, “Failure will result in.....punishment.”

Meem holds her hands up in a ‘surrender’ pose, her cheeks blushing red from the spiciness of her partner, “By your word, my highness. And until then?”

Satisfied with Meem’s compliance, Luna dispenses her horn’s aura while bringing her finger back to twirl and play with a strand of her flowing starry hair, “Until then.....what say you and I get away from this place for tonight?”

Before Meem could respond, Luna’s horn flares with a bright flash and POFF!of dark blue arcane energy. The spell casted had teleported a small metallic object between the two mares in the air that Luna quickly grabs with telekinesis, holding said item up for Meem to see - a car key, “We can go for a drive together. I think we are both tired of being in this castle so often.” Proposes the Princess, with a warm smile.

“That we are, and it would be nice to go with you.” Agrees Meem with a smile back, “Where to?”

Gulping down a final mouthful of her cider, Luna places the empty vessel down and rises to her feet just as Meem finishes her own cider off too. In a similar flash of magic like last time, Luna teleports the bottles and glassware away in a creative act of cleaning before looking down at her servant, speaking in seductive words, “I have a certain spot picked out. Thou will love it, Meem.”

Stepping away from the table with grace, Luna displays her rounded plot to Meem as the Princess glides her tail towards her partner, stroking Meem’s cheek with it and further nudging the Earth Pony to watch the Alicorn’s swaying hips and bouncing rear, “Follow me?” Teases Luna, looking over her shoulder as she steps away, the glow in her eyes magnified to be an alluring blue - her ass in motion.

“For you I will follow anywhere, Lu lu.....Even to the moon and back.”