Flash Magnus was a soldier’s soldier. Stalwart, courageous, with a 1,000 year old tale as his proof of valor. The amber-coated stallion had found the modern era of Equestria to be quite different from the realm he knew so long ago. Of course, one has to grant that being in limbo for that long can distort a stallion’s expectations of society. Where once sat public springs for bathing and small huts for homes now sat large, grandiose homes with a fascinating technology called “plumbing”. The dragons that once terrorized the lands now work in favor of friendship and cooperation, encouraged by the very mare responsible for bringing Flash and his fellow Pillars to the modern era. Heck, the personal assistant to the Element of Magic was a young dragon of heroics himself!
Yes, things had definitely changed in the eyes of the soldier. But some duties remained ever present no matter what era he was in. Guard duty was expected of any loyal soldier, and drill sergeant or not, he too was subject to it. It was why he found himself taking a paced trot through one of the longer halls of Canterlot Castle. On his right were individual artistic portraits of famous nobles and other figures of note in Canterlot’s history. It humored him a little to see the small portraits, in comparison with some of the works he’d seen done of him and his fellow Pillars elsewhere. To his left were the windows that gave a glance out to the realm beyond the castle, the night sky filled with stars that shone against their black backdrop.
It gave Magnus pause enough to stop at one of the windows. Beyond his reflected visage, the city of Canterlot bustled even into the evening, a sight that was impressive from high up as he was. He centered his vision on himself, taking in his groomed appearance and shined armor with scrutinizing turquoise eyes. Lifting a hoof, he adjusted his helmet just a little, settling it atop his head for at least a moment until he shifted, and it sank just a touch to the left.
“Sergeant Magnus.”
To Flash’s credit, he did not jump at the sudden call of his name. His training had steeled him better than that. With a swivel of his hooves, he came to attention and focused on the pony addressing him. His eyes widened but a fraction as a mare stepped into view, silver-bright hooves leading the steps of slender blue legs. The soft looking blue coat carried from her legs to her chest, the top of her chest covered by a onyx colored piece of regalia with the emblem of the white moon impressed upon it. It matched the cutie mark that rested on the mare’s flank, down to even the same state of the moon that rested in the sky just outside the windows. Her ethereal mane waved in long strands of sapphire and seemed to twinkle with light woven into the mane hairs themselves. Her tail bore a similar design, waving behind her steps as she approached him.
“Princess Luna.” He greeted in kind, giving a courteous, practiced bow of his head before lifting up to hold her gaze. The cyan eyes shone as he stared back at her, under her scrutinizing look before she came to a stop just before him. “Is all well on your night?”
“I am well, yes, but a mystery I’ve come upon provoked me to leave my chambers and to seek counsel with you.” She replied, prompting a curious look from the stallion.
“Why myself, your majesty?”
“Because one who tends to our security such as yourself could surely explain why,” she paused as her horn lit up, a carefully wrapped bouquet of flowers emerging from behind her to levitate between the two of them. It was a precise arrangement, in Flash’s eyes: a pink Camellia, a white Carnation, a Calla Lily, Red Poppy, a Lavender Rose, and finally, a tulip. Bound together in sky blue packaging with a dark blue ribbon quite akin to Luna’s own coat. “Or rather how these came to slip into my bedroom without a single pony seeing it?”
Flash raised an eyebrow at the question, resisting the urge to smile. “Quite the stealthy pony, I imagine. Quick as well, to avoid the patrols. They managed to avoid even stirring you from your slumber.”
“All accurate and suspiciously so.” Luna replied, stepping closer. The bouquet lowered and tapped against his chest, the light fragrance of the combined flowers rising to his nose. It wasn’t unpleasant, but certainly distinct. “Would you like to know what else makes this so curious?”
“Do tell, my lady.”
“Whomever this particular pony is, they certainly know how to deliver a message. It was personal, brought to my bedside table, meant for me to witness first.” She explained, tilting her head at him. “Would you hazard a guess as to what these flowers signify?”
“Hmm...Longing for you, for the Camellia. The Carnation and Lily speak to your beauty, calling you Lovely. The Rose and Poppy speak of you enchanting them, a pleasure in presence alone. And a tulip to signify perfection.” He listed off, looking from the bouquet to her and smiling as he had while describing them to the royal mare. “Quite the complimentary bouquet.”
Luna maintained her hardened look for a moment longer before it melted into a smile, and she lowered the bouquet to rest on the floor before nuzzling her cheek against Magnus’ own. She managed a quiet laugh, sighing deeply as he brought a foreleg up to embrace her closer to him.
“You spoil me, Flash Magnus. Only a stallion of your heritage could know such a language without calling upon the floral help of the gardeners or any of the shopkeepers in the city.”
“It’s rather deserved, you know. I mean every word.” He told her, pulling back to smile at the lunar princess. She returned his warm gaze, and the pair shared a kiss in the light of the moon emanating through the window. Luna was soft, pleasant in every way as he returned the kiss and felt her relax moreso before parting. “I missed you.” He said when he could speak again.
“And I you, Magnus. Come. Walk with me; I can think of no better company on my evening.”
To pinpoint how they began their hidden affair, Magnus couldn’t quite say just what possessed him to it. Luna was always an enchanting enough mare no matter how he saw her, but what brought them together was pure chance. On one day of training, demonstrating for new rookies the obstacle course he had designed, Magnus caught sight of Luna watching from one of the castle windows. He took it on as a moment to impress one of his new bosses of what he could do. Many of the rookies were left astounded, as he made it seem so simple to fly as he did around flaming hoops, spike traps, and the like.
For Luna’s behalf, she told him later, she merely wanted to see the soldier himself in action and to see if the old myths still held true. But what really brought them together was Magnus’ sincere appreciation for adjusting to a modern society after 1,000 years away. Much like Luna had been, Magnus had needed time to adjust, and Luna found a kindred spirit in helping Flash settle into the new era. More and more, he would find himself in her company, enjoying discussing not just the olden days of yore, but the shared fascination with how society had changed without either of their presences. Luna was even more delighted in Magnus’ directness with her, something she found in short supply from others as they would always fret at upsetting a Royal Sister.
“Of late, I’ve found the court processes to be excessively taxing on me. It would seem the night has become much more alive in this age than before.” Luna told him as they walked. “Whereas most of my business would be handled in short order, I am now finding the weariness of my sister echoed in my own chambers. I relish knowing so many ponies now enjoy the night as I do, but I had not foreseen this.”
“Is most of it positive though?” Magnus asked. “Nopony coming to your door to whine or complain about things.”
“Nay, not as much as my sister deals with. But it does keep me most occupied, to keep the kingdom going smoothly. I find myself imagining my nights of quiet on occasion, to slip away from the masses and have peace.”
Flash leaned his head over, nuzzling the mare of the moon gently. She accepted it, staying closer to him as they walked out into one of the private gardens of the castle. The cool night air floated over them as Flash looked from her to the night sky.
“It looks beautiful up there tonight. I think I recognize some of those constellations.”
Luna raised an eyebrow at this, smirking. “Oh? Has my favored stallion found himself a fancy for astronomy?”
“Well, we did need to learn positioning sometimes by the night sky, when out in the field.” Magnus told her, nodding at her before looking up again. “I can see O’Bridle’s Pelt over there, to the west.” He points with a hoof, drawing Luna’s gaze and earning a nod from her.
“Good. Any others, perchance?”
“I think I recognize Taurus there, further South. You told me how he was always a bit fussy to position.”
“As rambunctious a star as he was a being.”
“And...hey, is that Delphinus over there?”
Luna’s eyes narrowed, and she looked left and right. “What do you mean? Delphinus does not appear for another fortnight. Er, month.”
“Really? Over under your moon, to the right?”
“My dearest Magnus, you’re still learning, but surely he would not wander so - oh!”
Luna’s surprised yelp came as she felt Magnus’ wingtip brush against her flank, circling under her moon before drifting over her back as he extended his wing to embrace her. The color rose in her cheeks as she leaned into him, though not without giving his chest a poke with her forehoof. “Your cheek is prevalent as ever, Magnus.”
“And your cheek looks marvelous as ever. Both, in fact.”
She laughed, the stallion chuckling with her. “I see now. Learning astronomy was another ploy to sneak a gander beyond the dark of the moon, was it not?”
“In my defense, I have a very compelling reason to look.” He told her, making the red in her cheeks grow before she nuzzled under his chin. Her ethereal mane tickled at his chin and cheek, and as she drew back, he felt her lips grace his neck lightly before she whispered.
“I could give you a few more, perhaps. It’s been...awhile, since our last time of privacy. The chambers are cold on their own, alone. But with another body to help warm the sheets…” Luna trailed off, her own wing rustling against his side as they stood together.
“I’m never one to shy from helping somepony stay warm. I’ve...missed you, Luna.” The admission brought a warm smile to the moon mare’s lips as he turned bashful. “Might’ve slipped on patrols a little, wondering about you instead of memorizing planned marching routes and practice routines for the rookies. You and I do a lot of work. And...I want to see you happy.”
“Believe me you do that better than nearly any other pony.” She assured him. “But if you’re game, I certainly have a mind of where to go.”
“Oh?”
“My sister has left the castle for a diplomacy mission with the Yaks to the North. Encouraged by her student, Twilight. So her room is quite empty.”
“...you just want to make a mess of her bed, don’t you?”
“Well…” Luna trailed off, turning aside from Flash to move back towards the castle. The motion was intentionally slow, allowing her to not only caress his side with her wing, but to let her tail brush him as well, a teasing flick against his underside before coming up against his foreleg and chest. Her smoldering gaze cast over her shoulder only emphasized the want in her being as she let her tail flick, a tantalizing peek of what was hidden by the curtain of blue tail hair. “...it wouldn’t be just me making the mess, now would it?”
Flash Magnus needed all of a second to pick up on it before he turned and followed after her. “You don’t have to ask me twice. My lady.”
Flash Magnus was no stranger to the private quarters of Celestia’s chambers. Being an entrusted figure and soldier, he had been audience to private discussions between Celestia and her student Twilight, her sister Luna, or even just by herself as part of normal guard duty. It was a lavish room, one with adornments of wealth and stature at every wall. As a point of taste, the solar princess had no portraits of herself but rather of art she personally enjoyed on her walls, ranging from the most masterful scenic creations to a tiny set of crayon-drawn etchings signed by her faithful student in Ponyville from her early years. The furniture was carved from sturdy, aged magical oak, necessary for a mare of larger proportions such as Celestia.
Her bed itself was perhaps the most lavish of the items in the room, to Flash’s view. Large enough to accommodate four ponies his size, plush pillows at it’s head, the mattress was covered with soft looking white and golden sheets. One might imagine that for a mare of Celestia’s status, they would be as comforting as the clouds above themselves. But for Magnus, only the mare seated on the bed was his focus. Luna’s darkened colors contrasted wonderfully against the sheets, further highlighting her beauty as he approached her once the door was locked. The guard duty had been dismissed for the evening by Luna herself, the night patrol glad to leave them to “discuss security ideas” as Luna had put it.
“I’ve waited too long since the last evening we had together, Magnus.” She told him when he joined her on the bed, his armor discarded as was her own regalia. “Even to browse through the dreams of the populace could scarcely distract me from you.”
“You know there’s nothing ever stopping you from coming to see me, my lovely moon.” He replied, making her beam at the nickname. He reached to her with a hoof, stroking her cheek as she leaned into his touch. “As if I’d ever turn you away.”
Luna’s horn glowed as he was scooted up along the bed, the mare quick to follow as the bed’s curtains were drawn around them. He came to rest on his back, looking up as Luna laid herself atop him. Her ethereal mane hovered around both their faces, a feeling of a soft wind the closest comparison he could make to how it felt against his cheek while he gazed up at her.
“No more talking. Let thine lips and hooves speak for thee.” She always fell back into the old Canterlot wordings when she got worked up. Magnus adored it, and responded with a passionate kiss on the lips that Luna gladly returned. His hooves moved to embrace her, one around her middle beneath her wings while the other caressed her side down to her barrel in a long pass. Sighing into the kiss, Luna’s body eased in his grasp as she sank into him, chest to chest. The fluff of her fur tickled against Flash’s trimmed own chest, but it only pleased the stallion to feel it.
The first kiss led into the second, neither needing scarcely a breath of air while lost in the sensual feel of the other’s lips. The third had Luna give a small gasp as Flash’s hoof traced down her spine between her wingbases, coming back up to toy with her mane. His lips trailed from her soft own to her cheek, then to her neck. She shuddered atop him, moreso as he dotted every inch with a kiss or especially a flick of his tongue. Luna’s very scent made his skin shiver, the smell of lavender and jasmine pushing him to move to her front, nuzzling the base of her neck as he licked at her.
“Always so worshipful, my Magnus.” Luna sighed out. Her wings were stretching out behind her shoulders, a silent sign of approval as he worked at her. The mare’s tail continued to wave and lift behind her, while she basked under his attentions. Her hoof found its way to his mane, running through the darkened red locks. Encouraged by her sounds, Magnus gave a tiny nibble at her collar, just beneath the neckline that made her squeal in delight.
“No stallion wouldn’t worship a goddess like you, Luna.” He replied. Looking up at her flushed countenance, he leaned up and kissed her once more. The feeling of her tongue seeking entrance at his lips was a welcome sensation, opening his jaw a little wider to let her in. His own tongue was eager to greet her, encircling her own and lavishing it with loving licks that coaxed more sounds from the mare above him. A daring thought crossed his mind, and his hoof at her back took the challenge to sink further down until he found her tail. He kept his grip gentle, but gave the lightest of tugs at the appendage, making Luna start before moaning into his mouth.
She withdrew, lips shining with saliva as she panted. “Such a devious hoof. Is all of my body your playground to toy with?”
“If you give me so many toys to play with, how can I not?”
“Then let me give you a special one.” Luna suggested, pushing on Magnus’ chest to get him to lay back. Head cushioned by the pillow underneath him, he was left to look on as Luna lifted herself up, only to swing herself about on his lap. Her round moons, bountiful and with a bounce he could follow for days, rubbed against his barrel back and forth. He could smell her scent now, a fragrance of lust any experienced stallion would know by heart. Her tail lifted and wound itself around the back of his neck, the ending tips flicking at his nose and cheek as she lifted up and exposed herself to him.
“It needs your touch most of all, my dearest.” Her darkened outer lips were swollen, Luna’s lust evident as she reached back to tug at one of her ample rump cheeks to better spread herself. The teasing sight of her pink pussy captivated his attention, his hooves coming up to squeeze and caress her rump. His hooves sank into her with ease, making Luna grin as she no doubt felt his eager grip. “I have but one request, lover, before thou has me.”
“Name it, Luna.” He replied, only tearing his eyes away once he saw her lips twitch before his gaze.
“Let us make your face our throne. We have heard talk this idea is called ‘Queening’. While we may not be a Queen per se, our hold of royalty is without question. Would thou indulge us?” Luna asked.
“It’d be my pleasure. Almost as much as yours.” He replied, grinning at her. Luna’s nethers twitched at his words before his world became darkened, engulfed as he was by Luna’s rump around his head. One whiff of her with his nose pressed into her most private of areas assured Magnus she was clean, and his tongue went to work. Extending out, he caressed around her nethers, eyes closed as he envisioned just to where he could reach. Were he a bigger stallion, he could almost reach her teats, but found more satisfaction in diving into her marehood’s depths. Luna gave a delighted squeal at the push in, rocking her hips back and wiggling her hind end around his head.
“Oh yes! Please thine majesty’s marehood with that wonderful tongue!” Luna beckoned. Her tail flayed about around his head, even lightly smacking against the top of his head not covered under her rump. He was happy to fulfill it, the heat of her ass and nethers ever present but hardly a discomfort. Going off the way he was filling his sheath and poking out from it already, Magnus was as into this almost as much as she was. His hooves clapped onto her rump and kneaded what it could get ahold of, sinking into her malleable cheeks and savoring how they felt in his grip. His tongue was awash in her taste, prodding deep into her depths and evoking more gasping breaths out of her.
“Oh if we could make thee our seat in council. We would bask in this all of our days!” Luna proclaimed. “Our most loving stallion. Go deeper, I beg thee!” She emphasized her request by pushing even harder down, to which Magnus bore no resistance. He wove his tongue left and right, every breath of air he could manage underneath her enriched by her scent. His tongue became wild for a few moments, control lost to lustful wants before he centered onto the roof of her pussy. From how she trembled around his face and tongue, she was enjoying every effort.
Luna moved again, now effectively grinding herself against his face as she let go of restraint. The slow humping motion did nothing to hurt Flash, only arousing him further in the knowledge of how she was getting off to his efforts. Withdrawing his tongue back from her marehood, he timed returning it into her with her motions, sinking it into her wanting pussy as she pressed against him, effectively tongue-fucking her. She moaned, louder still, working herself into a frenzy of passion that made Magnus glad the room was sound-proofed lest the entire guard be alerted.
“We’re getting close! Closer!” She declared, prompting Flash to press on. With a show of strength, he latched onto the mare’s rump when she rose up again, moving to position his muzzle a little further south. Her marehood was winking heavily now, which made her clit his prime target. Luna had all but a moment of respite before he enclosed his lips upon it, nose awash in her juices as he stayed there and suckled at the pearl. Luna’s legs trembled, and were it not for Magnus’ grip, she’d have surely fallen back onto him.
“Yes! YES! PLEASE THINE NIGHT MISTRESS!” Luna bellowed before her words gave way to high pitched gasps. Magnus didn’t need to be told she was climaxing as he felt it splash aplenty on his face and lips. He released her clit from his grasp to give it one loving lick before diving into her folds, tender and doteing as he extended her climax for a few more seconds with his tongue’s efforts before the mare gave in, falling forward in a heap on the bed and letting Magnus be able to see the world around him once more.
The Pillar looked to his lover and felt a swell of pride in the satisfied expression on her muzzle, Luna’s features left in a distant hazy stare of ecstasy as she rode out the lingering orgasm. He could feel her juices still drip down his cheeks, and borrowed a spare pillow to wipe at his face before setting it aside to join her at her side. “Does mine lady feel much more Queenly now?” he asked.
“They say thine shield is your magical totem. They lie. Thine tongue is thine’s most magic tool.”
“It is but one I possess, my moon. Though I scarcely call it magical.” Flash teased as he turned on his hip to expose his eager, fully unsheathed length. The jet black member twitched against his barrel, stiff and sensitive. After feasting on Luna’s pussy and being so awash in her scent, how could he not be raring to go? Luna’s eyes gravitated to it, drifting down to the hefty looking balls that rested at its base.
“Thine other tool is mighty also. Would thou enjoy a reply of the same worship thee showed us?” Luna questioned.
As enticing as it was to Magnus to let Luna indulge that pleasure for him, his instincts yearned for elsewise. He demonstrated such by scooting closer to the mare, reaching for her at her side and moving them both so they both faced the same side of the room, while his length was left to grind against her pussy to both their enjoyments. Luna cooed at the stiffness pressed against her sensitive marehood, while Magnus basked in how she felt against his member. He nuzzled her mane, then leaned forward to whisper in her ear.
“Your talents are undeniable, your majesty. But I crave to sheathe this sword elsewhere in you.”
“Oh Magnus. You’ll ruin this mare for court tomorrow.” She whispered, but there was no apprehension in her tone. He could feel her pulse quicken as he moved a hoof along her barrel to toy with her teat, the hooftip circling a nipple and making her shiver more.
“It never hurts to spoil my favorite princess.”
Luna leaned her head back, and pressed her lips to his in a tender kiss. Magnus gladly returned it, keeping his hold on her middle as she draped her foreleg around to rub the back of his head. With that silent permission given, the pegasus adjusted his position and shifted until he felt his tip pressed against her soaked folds. She gave a small gasp, eagerness and apprehension mixed together but lifted her hind leg up to give him a little more room to maneuver. It was all he needed, finally getting the leverage enough that he could move his hips forward and begin sinking his cock into her waiting folds.
With how soaked she was, he was plenty lubricated to push into her depths. But the real hitch was in Luna’s tightness. The Lunar Princess was always a snug fit around his member, no matter how often they went. Call it an alicorn trait, magic shenanigans, or just damn good exercise on her behalf, but Magnus loved it. He pushed onward, further penetrating her with his cock and making Luna’s breathing quicken as he filled her. “Y-yes. More. Give us more!” She panted out.
With a shove of his hips forward, he delivered what she wanted, almost entirely sheathed inside her marehood and making Luna give a cry of ecstasy. Her hips bucked back against him, wiggling around his length and making him groan into her neck.
“I don’t know how you do it.” He grunted out.
“D-do what, lover?” Luna asked back.
“Stay so...moon forsaken tight!”
Luna gave a playful giggle. “Is mine sheath too tight for thine sword, soldier? Or should we ease up on you?”
Magnus gave a forceful huff from his nose. “You challenge a Pillar, your majesty?”
Luna’s smirk grew on her muzzle, cheeks ablaze as she no doubt felt him twitch within her depths. “If thine intent is to numb us with pleasure, thou can hardly achieve it with a slow pace, can you?”
Another huff left Magnus’ nose, ghosting the back of Luna’s neck before he reared his hips back, withdrawing halfway before he rammed it into her again, making her squeal. Seeking to continue that sound, Magnus pulled back again, holding her in place beside him with his grip on her middle to keep her there as he got into rhythm. In and out he drove his cock into her, the wet schlick of her folds trying to hold onto him as he withdrew, only to slam right back in, making him feel all the more aroused.
The bed itself creaked and groaned in tandem with their efforts, with Flash’s mind settling to focus on the mare in his grasp. There was something primal not just in their actions, but in being the driving force pleasuring such a goddess as Luna was. She was a mare who could control the very moon and stars in the sky, who minded the realm of Dreams of all the realm; yet here, she let all this go to savor the delights of carnality with him, taking all he could give her. It all washed over him, her smell, the feeling of her pussy squeezing his cock as he rut her, the pleasured sounds leaving her maw between gasps of air.
Magnus’ hips moved faster, adopting a sterner pace to really work the mare of the moon up. The change-up made her only clench tighter around him, the mare moaning his name as he nipped at her shoulder. The earlier tease of ruining her for court was still running in his mind, to lay that private claim at his hooves if she could scarcely stand when they were done. Lungs burning, he pressed on, giving her harder thrusts as his balls swayed and slapped against her rear. Sweat dotted his brow and shoulders but he never relented.
“Flash! Flash Magnus!” Luna shouted, but it was no cry to stop or slow. All she could say was his name as he drove himself into her. Her wetness was dripping past his cock now to soak into his hips and her thighs, their fur coats stained with their juices aplenty. Flash’s own cock was leaking precum aplenty, eager to unleash inside of her and fueling a growing pool of warmth within the alicorn. Magnus was so worked up that stopping wasn’t even an option by any measure. His back ached and his foreleg was shaking as it held onto Luna’s own trembling form, but he pressed on.
The next thing that Magnus was remotely aware of, he could feel Luna tighten around him, even the calls of his name becoming a jumbled mess. The pleasure of her milking his cock intensified twofold as she climaxed, her body locking up even as he continued slamming himself home. With the added pleasurable and wet friction of her contracting marehood, Flash could feel his own orgasm brimming. It bowled over his control and he latched onto Luna as tight almost as she was to him, his seed gushing from his flared tip and into her waiting depths. Being a stallion of peak health, he had plenty to give, made evident in how only two pulses of his cock was already making seed start to drip past the seal of his cock and run down the mare’s blue thighs.
The pair both laid together on the bed, panting for breath. Luna made no move to depart from Flash’s grasp, managing only a weak nuzzle against his chin as he held her close to him. The gesture was returned as the amber-coated and sweating stallion kissed the top of her head.
“Thine passions are as strong as ever, my Magnus.” Luna mumbled, while Flash just continued to nuzzle the mare of the moon. It was a soothing balm to the heat he felt as her mane brushed against his face and neck. Her nethers, full of his seed, continued to generate heat in his lap as they laid together. He could’ve laid there forever with her in that moment. Thinking on the sheer comfort of it all made his heart quicken, and he leaned down further to kiss her cheek.
“They’ll never run out, so long as I’ve you in my sight and mind, my moon.” He murmured. Luna giggled, and only then did Magnus become aware that her horn was glowing. The heat in his groin grew stronger before settling, and he gave a surprised groan as Luna clenched around him.
“Could thou imagine if I was in season? Thine essence would surely seed me with a foal.” It was just a teasing remark, but something in Magnus made his cock twitch at the suggestion. A primal awareness of how appealing it was for her to so blatantly offer the possibility. He inhaled a deep breath, getting a waft of her perfumed mane as she continued. “I know thou has more stamina to give us. Can we tempt thee for one more pass?”
The pegasus felt like he should’ve asked some sort of question on how he could be raring to go again. His cock should’ve at least retracted some, but he felt as raring to go as he did before he first took her. “You sly minx.” He commented, giving his cock a flex within her seed-soaked depths that made her tremble. “What did you do?”
“A boost of thine well-being. Old magics many forget but an alicorn always remembers.” Luna assured him. “It appeals to you, does it not? The idea of my womb carrying thine child.”
In a moment of cognitive introspection, Magnus could’ve realized this mare in bed with him could and did always have access to the dreams and subconscious thoughts of the kingdom, himself included. And as much as he did relish the adventurous life he had before, a family had always been something on that far horizon for him. To hear it now would’ve put him into a bumbling mess, especially from a mare as revered as the Moon Princess herself.
But right now? It just shoved his horny desires to the forefront again.
Luna gave a small “oh!” as he moved her and himself about, turning them both with ease and winding up in a much different position. Now Luna was left with her head and front on the pillows, cushioning her while her hind end was left raised up before Magnus’ view. Her bountiful rump gave a shake as she watched him, tail flagged up and to the side. It let him watch as a dollop of his cum dripped from her nethers to down her thigh, his cock throbbing as he positioned himself behind her to let his cock rub in the valley of her ass cheeks.
“Some of this new generation would say to you to bite the pillow.” Flash said as he aligned his cock to her cum-speckled pussy.
“And shall I do so, my breeding stud?” Luna questioned.
“No. I want to hear you.” It was the only warning he gave her before he slid in, this time taking no moment to pause and let her adjust as he penetrated her again. The new angle let him feel more in control, Luna happy to grant it as she moaned in want. The wetness of her marehood now had the added mix of his leftover cum within it, a curious sensation that Flash let run over him before he grabbed onto her rump for balance as he hilted himself into her. Her tight grip squeezed around him and had him shudder before rearing back to slam in again, evoking a gasp from Luna.
“Rut me, Magnus!”
He obeyed, letting go of the romantic ideal to give in to carnal lust and primal wants as both desired. His cock would withdraw out by a third, then half, only to rush back in and make Luna’s whole body shake from the impact. Her squeals were punctuated by the sound of Flash’s balls smacking against her rump, along with the wet sounds of her folds trying to keep him inside her as he moved. Flash’s eyes gravitated to her bouncing rump, soaking up the sight of how she’d jiggle when his hips would ram into her, only to sink back and press against him as he kept her close.
Snorting air, he continued the harsh pace, the dominant stallion over his willingly submissive mare. Their status was forgotten in the heated passion between them, only being a wanting pair of ponies sharing their desires together. Luna’s tail reached up, draping itself over Magnus’ shoulders easily with its length. Feeling it, Magnus let go of one of the moon mare’s bouncing cheeks to grip the ethereal appendage, bringing it to his muzzle to smell. Her scent was all over it, a mixed fragrance of her perfume and her lustful pheromones which flooded his senses. He started to jackhammer into her, eyes closed as he listened to her lustful screams.
“Give us thine seed! Fill us with your essence, Magnus!” She beckoned, clenching tight around him before throwing her head back again. Her juices squirted around his cock and splashed onto his groin, dripping down to his bouncing ballsack as he plowed through her orgasm, even as she clenched tight around his invading cock. The jet black rod throbbed within her, brushing her cervix and making her wink harder around his length. Sweat poured down Magnus’ back, panting for breath as his lungs burned from the pace he adopted. Not one ounce of him wanted to stop.
His mind became a vision of just what might happen if he and Luna did conceive a child together. The personal joy of his own foal was a brightened idea in his heart, moreso reinforced by the mental image of Luna walking about Canterlot Castle, before any member of the royalty, even her sister, and proudly bearing his personal claim to her. That sheer primal idea of making her his mate drove him on, the stallion lurching forward over her back and adopting a rougher pace, slamming his cock home into her. He licked and nipped at her neck, making Luna coo as he could taste her sweat on his tongue.
It wouldn’t last much longer, he knew, from how his body was warning him. He could only stave off the pleasurable sensations for so long as his cock swelled, the tip flaring within Luna’s pussy. He imagined she could feel it, if the delighted gasp she gave off told him anything. His forelegs reached around her, embracing her to himself as he gulped down air, groaning in her ear at a similar pace as the mare beneath him. Luna’s tail wove itself around his hind leg, a silent gesture of affection that pushed him onwards.
“Luna. Luna!” He chanted out, unable to vocalize much else as his balls tightened up, preparing his second load to burst.
“Give it to us! Flash Magnus!” She screamed, eyes wild as she gazed over her shoulder to him. He held her stare, the seconds remaining feeling like a pleasurable eternity under her blue-eyed stare. Then it snapped in twain as his climax exploded from his cock, cum bursting from the flared tip to flood her marehood once more. He stayed hilted into her throughout it, his body locking up much like her pussy clenching around his cock was doing, milking him all the more for his cum. She moaned in joy, eyes closed as his essence soon filled what little space was available before doubling back to flood out of her cock-stuffed entrance.
The pair collapsed together on the bed, words failing both for the time being as they basked in the glow of their ecstasy. Magnus found purchase in her neck, nuzzling her and dotting her fur with kisses that made her giggle lightly. Neither spoke at first, finding no need to in the silence of the afterglow. Even as Magnus felt himself retract from her warm depths, making Luna give a squeak as the emptiness allowed her marehood to drip with cum aplenty, he could find no energy to scarcely move.
“Thine work is indeed done, my Magnus.” Luna breathed out. “We feel so...full. And warm.”
“Pleasure’s all mine, my lady.” He replied, equally out of breath. “...really. It was.”
Luna giggled, nuzzling him and pecking his cheek with a kiss. He returned the gesture, leading into a soft shared kiss that both could enjoy as they lounged together on the thoroughly messied bed.
“Good morning, sister.”
Flash Magnus’ eyebrow rose as Celestia entered the dining room area, Luna being seated at one far end of the table. He was positioned on her left side at the wall, the usual standing point for any guard on that shift. He was actually supposed to have been prepping for training the troops this morning, but after the evening’s ‘activities’, Luna had simply instructed one of her other guard elites to handle the training. The cuddle session that morning was thus uninterrupted, as well as the delightful warm bath they shared. They avoided naughtiness in that circumstance, Luna indeed being a touch sore but bearing no complaints for it.
The solar princess was all smiles as Luna looked up to her fellow royal sibling, a bite of blueberry pancakes paused in mid-air.
“Sister. We thought you would be gone at least another day. Is everything well?”
“Oh, quite well in fact. I’ve left Twilight to handle the session with the Yaks. As it turns out, her great rapport with little Yona at the Friendship School has done wonders to help with our relations with Yakyakistan than we have achieved on our own.” She explained. “So at her offering, I chose to let her handle things and come back home.”
“I see. Well, welcome home!” Luna declared, giving Magnus a quick glance. He stayed put, although he could see Luna had indeed not planned on this either. “Would you enjoy some breakfast with us?”
“I would, but I ate there. Yak’s have a surprisingly different palette for food, but it was a delightful change from the usual. Right now, I think I’ll enjoy a rest in my personal quarters. You carry on, dear sister.” Before Luna could reply, Celestia’s horn glowed and she teleported away. Luna paused and lowered her fork before calmly dabbing at her lips with her napkin. “Sir Magnus?”
“Ma’am?” The wary guard replied. It was all he could get out before Celestia’s raised voice echoed through the halls.
“WHO DID THIS TO MY SHEETS? LUNA! GET IN HERE!”
Magnus winced at the sound, as did Luna, before they shared a look and he gave a quiet laugh as she teleported away.
“Worth it.”
Author's Note
Behold! A new ship! I christen it...uh...you know what, I'm not good at names. You all solve that one.
But there you have it. This was fun! Blank slates are nice to work with. Thank you for your time in reading my story; if you liked it, feel free to comment below with your thoughts! I love to see them. Until next time! 
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