Cel Shaded Animation

by Fireflower

Rating: mature
Tags: Anthro, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, My Little Pony Comic, Romance, Porn, Sex, King Sombra, Profanity, Princess Celestia, Slice of Life, Alternate Universe
Length: 5703

One shot clopfic: Princess Celestia x King Sombra; presumably taking place before the series by at least a millennia. A sunrise over Equestria is easy to cherish when one sees it yet it's more poignant when this moment's shared with another onlooker.

It's the start of a brand new day here in the Crystal Empire as the illuminating megalopolis wakes up to be bathed in the sunlight as its denizens begin to seize it for the sake of activities; even though they're closest to much of the frozen wasteland, safety and security are a certainty all the same, especially under the watchful eye of the most unlikeliest of individuals.

Of course, this is to be expected from another, albeit one from a similar time and place as this one, whom is taking some reprieve off from the doldrums of life: unbeknownst to the mass of many, such commonalities are found between the likes of them alone, one of which involves both holding a secret in which is boundless as it is dauntless all the same.

Nevertheless, these two have already made their collective plans to meet each other in secluded place to indulge themselves in such passions, freely escaped from the tediums of their respective respectable responsibilities yet aware of the small window of time to do so before they're to return home without attracting the attention of others like and unlike them.

Published 2020-08-06 06:10:01 UTC
Last updated 2020-08-06 06:10:01 UTC

Hungry Happy Hour

Author's Note

This is my thirty–eighth clopfic out of the many that were made using canon characters, this time as anthropomorphic beings instead of their normal forms: however, this is also a Mature–rated fanfic so unless you're in eighteen plus panel, stop right now and hit the back button; in light of recent events, I'm dead serious.

Anyways I just want to state for the record that, like before My Little Pony, or rather Friendship Is Magic and its setting and characters belongs to Lauren Faust and Hasbro; that is all, nothing more, nothing less.

Enjoy it as you are, my dear friends: I can assure you that what shocked me is the fact that it took about less than a month for me to finish writing, editing, and uploading it to the site; I hope you can appreciate it and that we meet again soon, like before.

Hungry Happy Hour

Light in and of itself was capable of traveling to and from anywhere throughout the whole wide world rather almost instantaneously; in addition, it also was accompanied by the warmth as well. Because of this, it had unveiled a whole slew of colors coming in many different hues and shades whatsoever, each of them painting the overall landscape in an attempt to provide it some identity. Given the very situation at hand, it was best to assume for the most part that the day was just about to begin; after all, such imagery would be best captured by the observantly wariest ones.

The golden sun was starting to emerge from the event logarithm as its very rays of light began to illuminate the diverse landmass at once. One of them struck the tallest building, a crystalline monolithic castle sparkling about in the civil twilight, starting to set the atmosphere. Other similar structures surrounding it also shimmered about as well in a harmony best befitting a festive light show from nocturnal sky. In contrast, there was an emerald splash of flora already well in the process of shaking away the glittery dew off their stems and foliage. In the background, a valley and ridge of mountains raged with growth and erosion in the process of their trying times enclosing the green. In addition, an orderly abundance of concrete had been paved out an elaborate set of pathways for travelers to go seek out any location. Given the timing of the day, the odds of finding any denizen was a certainty; better yet, hostiles were just basically out of the question.

The woodwind sounds of whistling had cut on through the briskly morning air as it’d been now followed by the constant percussion of steel parts in rapid succession. Within the cold distance, an enharmonic orchestra had came in the form of a slender and shiny locomotive presently undergoing the tender processes of deceleration. Slowly and steadily, the synchronicity of music came to a gentle end when the grinding of metal was followed by the whooshing of smoke clouds nearby the platform. Instantaneously, the doors slid open to unleash many passengers now taking their own spot onto the same surface, wasting no time whatsoever to exit the contraption.

Out of the many traversing about in this here environment, there was one whom was standing out and about as the dense atmosphere before themselves being sniffed away; not much whatsoever could ever be said about this particular individual if at all, save for some attire: a midnight blue hooded overcoat covering much of its wearer’s form as the sights and sounds became apparent.

“Excuse me, sir: I’ve heard there happens to be a forest within the outskirts of the Empire; can you please tell me the directions…?” a faintly subdued voice more in tune with any honorable maid and/or matron spoke out within an instant.

In any case, the speaker’s target in question happened to be merely a unicorn stallion of a jet–black complexion, already shimmering onward for the former to see clearly. The male’s long hair was neatly adorned in an equilateral yet still wavy length reminiscent of the opposite gender, each and every frizzy tress all faintly colored in chocolate. The black unicorn’s attire was also simple but more elaborate: a dark emerald splash ensemble of a flat cap, vest, and long pants were found above a white undershirt currently. In addition, he’d donned some darkly circular sunglasses over his eyes and a gilded necklace with a quadrangular shape hanging downward with a few gemstones in them.

It didn’t take long for the black unicorn to respond to the dark blue traveler, “just about a half–hour away from the palace if you go into this direction I’m pointing at, lovely…”

“Thanks…” the obscure pedestrian chimed, wasting no time to walk away from the male in the path shown by the likes of him, “see ya…!”

The dark blue traveler departed from the platform and the various denizens congregating upon it, setting out in search of someplace within the mindset as the former took in the surroundings of the crystalline conurbation as well as its inhabitants: as far as it could’ve been seen, there were plenty of equines like the unicorn such as pegasi and their normal grounded counterparts as well.

Time had passed on through space alongside with the inhabitants whom were drifting aimlessly as the stars amongst the never–ending blackness floated on, each of them to prompt any wayward traveler to harken back to the memories of life when the richest beverage kept their spirits up until their next destination and from the mouth of madness. Of course, time itself was the only thing that remained constant in the ever–changing plane of existence where many variables had come in all shapes and size, coexisting alongside either in unions or divisions thereof as they transcended boundaries without incident to say the least; then again, almost all of them succumbed to the folding sooner or later. This interval however would prove to be a special case since that there were those who have found themselves still standing rather than stumbling and falling to the depths of their failure nonetheless; however, not all of them were doing so as the whole wide world turned on its own axis: out of many of those in question, there was indeed a few no less.

One particular area was above from simply desolate, let alone abandoned: a few colors in many caliginous shades and hues painted the scenery as if they were done by a legendary draughtsman. It was nothing more than an enormous sea of green thicker than the grass beneath, each of its fiber in various combinations already creating a bewildering camouflage, solid yet thin no less. The calm gentle breeze traversed throughout the herbage inside of themselves as the rather lush landscape had remained loud and proud of its structured foundation compared to the city nearby. For every piece of vegetation dwelling within the outskirts had usually contained a plant capable of providing either nourishment or mortality to any living being, something many would notice. Given the immense size of such an acreage, it had seemed that the sheer probability of finding anyone residing within here was rather nonexistent to a fault, compared to the inner city regions. Some dense moisture composed of dewdrops were becoming formed on the surface upon many of the emerald grasses housing the very flora, currently overwhelming themselves right at once. All that was left to complete this very scene was at least a stray pedestrian in any varying state of being traveling throughout the area for whatever reason, not that it would be likely so to speak.

Standing at the edge of the forest a few dozen meters where life roamed wild was another similar individual, unperturbed by the frigid atmosphere. He, too, wore a darkened mane and tail except it was shorter and darker with cobalt accents; in addition, he wore a silver crown with an emerald. The dark stallion wore a matching ensemble of metals over himself, every fiber serving as armor accompanied by a white blouse and a scarlet cape. He’d already found himself staring up at the big blue sky with the jaded orbs out of anticipation, already shining brightly compared to his jewelry.

The dark stallion had soon turned his attention towards the steady waters inside of a lake, bearing the glossy reflection of the firmament above him along with part of its surrounding environment. The calm sandbanks were the only barrier standing to go in between the two elements thereof, each composed of innumerable specks around the way as they stood still amongst the very earth. Watching over the stationary front was a small yet rock solid gray stones where darkness loomed on and about without a care in the turning world that they had been already a part of nonetheless.

“Be patient: she’ll be here soon enough; after all, she’s not one to break promises…” he’d cerebrated, unperturbed by the gentle breezes dancing about against himself.

Sure enough, the dark stallion suddenly found what had appeared to be an answer: the sudden rustling in the bushes had instantaneously gotten her on edge right at once; however, her silent response had spoken much too soon when another equine met up. At long last, the identity of the very visitor was none other than the obscure pedestrian having been already riddled with a few of the existing leaves which latched onto the fabric, hence the sound made just earlier ago prompting him to show such caution. The sudden appearance of the dark blue traveler just recently had made the dark stallion loosen up slowly, currently relieved to find a friendly approach now bringing him warmth to his visage, overwhelming the sheer cold that had no effect on his skin at all.

The obscure pedestrian reached for the hood of the overcoat and giggled softly, “forgive me for taking too long, my dear king; I hope you’re still in the mood…”

“The day is just only the beginning, my sweet: all tasks at hand have been cleared; nothing can distract us for the time being, at least with her overlooking things…” he’d said, also bearing an atmosphere of lightheartedness while watching the dark blue traveler afore him unveil, “even now, I feel at ease with myself and the state of the world; how about you, my little Princess…?”

“Luna’s still covering for me; our mentor gave us the day off: all the more reason to see you again…” the wayward pedestrian answered.

At this point onward, the dark blue traveler was finally uncovered, revealed to be a snow white mare standing about with a tickled pink royal flush. Speaking of color, long flowing tresses were inflated with a multicolored quartet reaching down past the owner’s neck: purple, pink, aqua, and green. A pair of bright purple irises had emerged from the white mare’s face in the midst of its growth presently concentrated upon the dark stallion at once. Casting aside the dark blue overcoat, its owner was wearing a bright cottony dress thin enough to show how much of a difference between themselves. Like him, she was also wearing jewelry except they’re goldenrod: both tiara and necklace bore a gem matching her eyes while her slippers were bare. In addition, the dark stallion could clearly see a pair of wings unfurling abaft the white mare, illuminated by the rays of sunlight above them both.

At the very least, he’d wasted no time whatsoever in commenting on her rather majestic form at once, “indeed and you’re still beautiful as ever; it’s no wonder you and your sisters were chosen: you’re are as different as night and day, the same difference as the both of us here and now. Even now, all that you can think about is the wellbeing of others: spellcasters, fliers, and commoners, everypony whom couldn’t measure up to your own span of expertise. Definitively fitting for a mare behind the sun such as yourself; even the cutie mark on your flanks is further proof of the power you wield over this world and its fellow inhabitants.”

“Don’t flatter either of us, Sombra; even you know well more than everypony that we’re just the same as everypony else in this age…” the white alicorn had giggled lightheartedly, just slowly moving up towards the eponymous royal, “the fact that you have a realm to run without one is impressive on its own; I’m even more surprised about how this was even possible. It seems that even she was right to trust you with all this responsibility over the Crystal Empire, despite your troubled past and origin story.”

“Well, I must confess that I couldn’t have done it without her or Rho either; after all, they were the very reasons why I’m still here…” the dark stallion had sighed seamlessly, welcoming her gentle approach without any resistance whatsoever so to speak of; after all, the smile on his face served as proof therein.

It wasn’t even long until the white alicorn had finally gotten up, close, and personal with him, whispering softly without a care, “it’s such a shame that she has to stay behind to keep up appearances, Somme: with how she’d never given up on you, she could’ve been your wife, let alone your first…”

“Radiant was, is, and will continue to be like a sister to me, nothing more, nothing less…” Sombra had said to her in return, looking at the amethysts glimmering about against the sun, “even now, all I can think about is you, Princess Celestia…”

“Prove it to me…” the aforementioned noble hissed playfully, closing her very eyes away from him as he’d done the same.

Since they were still standing straight up, their eyes were being accented by blushing considering how both faces were maintaining their close distance. As the two finally joined hands, their respective lips grew closer to one another, even as the wind sideswiped their clothes and the integuments beneath. The equine pair became more eager, their muzzles finally opened up as one another passed with tongues slipping out for their very ecstatic exploration. In little time whatsoever, they’d surrendered themselves to each others’ amorous intentions, now wrapping their arms around their backs without care. Neither of them dared to relent, continuing for at least over a minute or so tongue–tied during the embrace as their conjoined passions started growing. Soon, Sombra transferred his left hand from the white alicorn’s closed wings to further on down below, causing them to become unyielding at once.

She’d tensed up a bit at first before relaxing, releasing her fingernails’ loose grip onto the dark stallion’s thick fabric as he’d purred, “don’t be shy… even now, I’m not a threat to you whatsoever…”

“I know, it’s just that I haven’t be touched like this before, even by accident; that being said, I’m nonetheless worried: it’s been a while since I’d been alone…” Celestia had sighed, looking away from his face as she’d stared at the surface of the water, “my sister has been also contemplating romance as well and yet I’m worried about her: I heard that talks are going to break down. Between raising the sun and running the country, I’ve never considered how stressful the whole thing has become for me, let alone doing it; granted, when we were chosen, we had the decency of being educated in our responsibilities. I know for a fact that I’m not the first princess to rule Equestria, let alone its first ruler, something that everypony’s aware of; even with Luna right at my side, it feels so lonely, knowing that the others will be unable to stick around with me as long as her. Basically, I’m still afraid about my role as Equestria’s ruler, especially considering how my mentor and his colleagues have been trying to smooth things over for the both of us before they hand the torch over to us. Even now, I know that Starswirl and the others won’t be around forever and that the entire country needs us to be there for them and yet I’m still nervous about the whole thing; I never told my sister about this completely but sometimes I happened to hear voices whispering about in my head about I should be ruling the world beyond it but I don’t want to…!”

“You’re not alone in having such a similar phenomenon, your highness…” Sombra had chimed into the fray almost quietly.

The white alicorn replied to the dark stallion almost immediately, “you don’t have to keep calling me that; besides, you’re of royal blood now, just like me: you have the Crystal Empire here and I share the rest of Equestria with my sister.”

“I know, but I didn’t already start out this way; of course, even you know that story well: as a matter of fact, even I’m not what many would call normal…” he’d said to her, prompting her ears to perk up in response to his recent continuation therein, “still, I have a responsibility to uphold, for everypony’s sake, for Amore no less…”

“Sounds like to me that you’re stressed out too…” Celestia spoke, now facing Sombra again with a kind gaze.

It wasn’t long until the nodding dark stallion undid the laces around his cape and sighed, “shall we get started then…?”

“Of course, dear king; no use wasting perfectly good sunlight…” she’d answered him softly as her hands removed the tiara off of her multicolored hair almost instantaneously, “need any help with your clothes…?”

“Aside from my shirt and pants, I have it taken care of from here: the armor itself will be a cinch to remove through my magic alone…” Sombra said to Celestia as some moderate amber started to glow around his horn, a quality which had illuminated much of the metal over him; soon, he’d became more lighter in terms of weight and appearance alike, much like herself so to speak of.

After the gathered metals were being sat down onto the ground abaft its owner’s hooves, the dark stallion stepped out of his sabatons for the white alicorn to snicker softly, “shall we begin, your grace…?”

“The morrow belongs to us, Cel…!” he’d exclaimed quietly, words only heard by herself alone whom had watched him be freed from the metalwork right at once, “no use wasting the burning daylight…”

“Not one bit, Somme…” Celestia chuckled, finally beginning to pick up where Sombra had left off as she was reaching for the hems of his cottony blouse prior to raising it off from its owner’s torso; as the former did so, the latter’s bulky musculature was now being shown off, adorned with many thin strands of hair through themselves.

This had prompted the white alicorn to blush an even deeper color as the dark stallion had inquired her, “do you like what you’re seeing, Celly: pleased to find that I’m up to your standards…?”

“Well, I must admit, everyone in our Royal Guard looked so much more lacking, even in introspect: compared to the rest, you remind me of the average yak up in the mountains…” she’d given him her own answer, playing around with the thin follicles over their owner’s bared integuments, “I truly hope that you don’t mind the comparison, Somme…”

“Not at all: I’ve been able to establish and maintain good relations with our neighboring Yakyakistan, lent them the finest seeds of the Empire; you wouldn’t believe the things they’re willing to eat to maintain their physique…” Sombra purred softly as he’d felt Celestia’s hand running up and down his toned abdomen gently as possible.

The white alicorn released her liberal grip from the dark stallion’s chest and started to place their own onto the broad straps of the thin white dress, pulling them down from its owner’s shoulders as she’d bared her bosoms out up in front of him; after doing so, the former wasted no time chuckling, “speaking of which, what do you think of mine, sweetie…?”

“Simply fitting…!” he’d sputtered, now captivated by her growing dishabille as the white fabric was being undone to show off what was initially hidden away: she was bearing a supple form with a density rivaling the likes of even a reflated volleyball due to having so much more than air amongst other compounds within; needless to say, the former was at a loss for words, “hah…”

“Just please do shut up and fucking touch me, honey…” Celestia snarled gladly, an interjection Sombra showed no problem in heeding when the palms of his hands were touching her bust; as he was doing so, both equines could already feel the differences between their respective body parts straightaway: his calluses brushing up to her malleable form within the ivory integuments.

Out of the otherwise small and finite reaches of the white alicorn’s cleavage as well as its round surroundings, the dark stallion had wasted no time in examining the rose tinted nubbins sticking out from there on endwise; as his fingers were gripping onto them, he’d started twisting and turning gently as some opaque fluid came out by at least a small drip in the process so to speak.

Based on the soft small sounds she’d made, he’d purred about rather almost silently, “you know, for such a maidenly princess, you’re more fit for a queen instead; even now, you’re more gentle and graceful with a body such as this: your beauty is your brilliance alone…”

“Oh, please, Parabola will always be my Queen: she’d been here before I was born; besides, you have a long way to go in even daring to match up to her…” Celestia snorted gracefully, even as Sombra tugged onto the endings of her bosoms with a little more pressure than earlier before, “now seems like a better time than ever to take some action, Somme…”

Aroused by the passive white alicorn, the dark unicorn released his grip off of her bust at once; still, they had the means, motive, and opportunity. He’d bent forward face first into her cleavage and started to fondle them slowly with his tongue, making the latter moan slightly from first contact. Soon, Celestia felt herself hardened as Sombra started suckling onto her figure, leaving behind ribbons of saliva upon the former’s own bosoms. The white alicorn’s moaning then intensified when the dark unicorn’s teeth had started chewing over the ords, causing her to run a hand over him. Even though that her luxuries were now being met, it didn’t mean that it was time to let herself laze about yet since she was still standing upward. As a result of his unyielding efforts, the oxygenated air respired in and out of Celestia at various speeds and concentrations in response so to speak. While Sombra was accompanied by the lone legatos of the white alicorn’s emissions, he’d gotten a taste of the same contents from earlier at once. Of course, she’d smiled about as the dark unicorn drank away the fluids provided for herself, unperturbed from the unsurprising results overall.

“Mm, your milk is luscious, another quality everypony likes inside you; even your temperament reminds me of her, Cel: your patience alone is catching up…!” he’d cooed after breaking away from Celestia, slowly becoming overwhelmed by a wave of concupiscence thanks to her and the fullest form she’d possessed in full display.

Lowering towards Sombra’s jet–black pants, the white alicorn knelt down and eyed a gilded buckle around his waistline: it’d been fastened around the remaining piece of external fabric still clinging onto its owner, directly above the foldings; needless to say, she’d wasted no time undoing it all to reveal a slender appendage to her delight, commenting about softly, “my, my…”

The dark unicorn remained still even as she’d bent her knees, glancing at his unyielding prepuce with only a profligate grin while quietly giggling about. Using both hands, Celestia started kneading his shaft around playfully like a joystick, her own muzzle centimeters away from itself as she still smiled. Even though that Sombra embraced the white alicorn’s handiwork, he’d refrained from losing the static composure as she gripped his yard only gently. Still, all that changed when she’d stuck her tongue out from there, the loose salivation beginning to cover the surface area of the dark unicorn’s prepuce. Decently put, Celestia took in all the time and space in occupying his shaft, lacquering up his protuberant flesh with her hot lips and heated breathing. All the while, Sombra’s stance soon started to falter a bit as the white alicorn was at his mercy, even as she was free to do as they’d wished contentedly. Yearning for results, she’d decided to speed up the movement straightaway, at least for the dark unicorn’s sake even though his patience had held firmly.

“Oh, Celestia…” he’d whispered the titular traveler’s name through his narrowed dentition, now blushing about as she was forwarding her very mouth inside, whispering quietly in her ear, “good girl… just like that.”

“Hmm… let’s try something else…” the white alicorn said after breaking away from Sombra’s yard, taking the time to slide it into her bust.

The dark unicorn could barely help himself but drool and blush every time he’d felt her hot and heavy lips going around his prepuce again, this time now being nestled in between her massive cleavage. Now with his shaft sliding throughout until its point became seen beneath the adjacent chin, Celestia had now started squeezing both of her bosoms mutually on each side of it all with such a gentility. The white alicorn started swaying them up and down concomitantly while her tongue started to slip through and out below the lips before reaching the tip of Sombra‘s yard, bringing up more salivation. The dark unicorn had begun to become aroused at what she was trying to do, only this time his soft moaning was the only sound being heard in the forestry, driving the thought of going inside her faster.

It wasn’t long until Celestia’s sandwiching and tongue tickling around his elongated prepuce had caused it to splatter a similar compound across her very neckline and then dripped downward between the bared bust; this prompted a look of shock to escape from him as he’d exclaimed, “my lovely, I’m deeply sorry; are you okay…?”

“Nothing to be too worried about; besides, it’s like what my mentor had said: give and you shall receive…” the white alicorn had answered Sombra warmly, even after she’d just been caked in his fluids; this served as an impetus for her to step out of the white dress, “speaking of which, it’s about time that I return the favor out of principle…”

“Oh, my…” the dark unicorn drooled, seeing a pair of jet–black panties clinging to her body with all the dark pink frills and laces as they’d covered its owner’s entire waistline for him to see clearly.

As Celestia stood up to remove the undergarment off herself, he was treated to a simplistic yet stylistic image of a golden sun over her flanks; now that she’d became completely in the altogether, his sodden shaft became rigid after witnessing the latter shine about due to the rays.

The fact that the white alicorn unfurled both of her wings before Sombra at the very same moment did everything to distract him from noticing the last of the fabric tossed onto the brilliant green as she’d cerebrated, “this is it, Somme; do it for me: prove yourself worthy of the title ‘King’…!”

Now bent down on both knees over the grassy surface, the dark unicorn’s tongue had quickly slipped out his mouth and slowly slid it into her sheath. Soon, Celestia felt hot and heavy now that he’d started lapping the contents of her undercarriage, resting a lone hand on his very dark tresses for support. As soon as the white alicorn felt Sombra’s muzzle tickling her before slowly slithering it in, she moaned slowly yet loudly at how narrow it was to him. Even so, the dark unicorn ran his very tongue around her gaskins briefly as they, too, were now starting to spread a bit further wide for him to explore. He could barely help himself but drooled every time he’d went sliding in and out of Celestia’s flowerbed repetitively, his hands now back on her hips. In no time, the white alicorn gave out more small moans which then turned into loud yelps of happiness since the depths of her sheath were tampered. The sheer cold from Sombra’s expedition had soon caused the achromatic fluid to squirt from her undercarriage to his warmly taste buds in return.

“Mph…!” the dark unicorn purred, sniffing Celestia’s moist flowerbed before sneaking another quick lick from her, “the taste of these loins are like your name: even now, you’re still fresh and sweet; fitting for a princess such as yourself…”

“Then you should know well enough not to keep a grown filly waiting any longer; it’s time to finish this, Somme…” the white alicorn chuckled at him as he’d stood back up to face her again, this time watching as she’d turned her back towards the latter literally to display both haunches with a wave of the tail and the solution trailing downward upon both cannons.

Eventually, she’d now felt Sombra plant his yard deeply within her own legs, directly beneath the sheath slowly but surely along with a pair of his hands upon the sides as well with such ease. At first, the movement had started slow like before, gaining some momentum as the dark unicorn watched Celestia bend forward until her purple eyes had faced the waters adjacent to themselves. Under no small amount of time whatsoever did he start feeling his prepuce slowly maintain its strength as the white alicorn moaned softly with every grinding amongst their very integuments. During the whole time, she’d felt Sombra rest his hands around her cleavage and thought about reaching down near her whispering eye for pleasure, not that it was even necessary to begin with. Engulfed by the burning sensation upon their faces, Celestia was now moaning the loudest since her undercarriage was being rubbed up against by the likes of the dark unicorn behind herself. Verging on the edge of a discharge, their collective momentum increased on and about almost immediately as he’d still bounced up against the white alicorn with such growing determination. It wasn’t long until Sombra had started losing his grip onto her bosoms as she was also suffering through a similar situation; nevertheless, she didn’t mind the discomfort within them anyway. Even as their hooves were about ready to give way, Celestia finally squealed aloud as the dark unicorn emptied himself into the lake eventually, finally satisfied by the payoff of their labors.

The white alicorn had heaved as she’d broke away from him at once, ready to collapse onto the ground without any warning in exhaustion yet still finding the remaining strength to stand alone on her hooves as he’d spoken to her, “I hope my performance didn’t take to much out of you, dearest Cel…”

“Not at all, you would’ve made a great husband had you married her; even now, it’s a shame I can’t stay here forever…” she’d responded gently with some intermittent panting as her own hooves had threatened to betray her at any time, “anyways, let’s go and clean ourselves up in the meantime…”

“Understood…” Sombra sighed as both he and Celestia begun to catch their own breaths before using the residing strength to head on out towards the water at once.

It didn’t take long until the white alicorn flew into the water at once, splashing the sand and grass behind himself; within only seconds, her body was then submerged into the target location at once before quickly resurfacing back up to face the dark unicorn as it’d just reached up to the waistline, raising both hands up and out from the very water after wiping the face very cleanly.

Slowly, she’d laughed confidently and called out to him at once, “even in the Empire, this lake’s just like a sauna; it’s so ideal…!”

“Indeed…” Sombra said before joined Celestia at once, currently climbing out the last of his fabric and inside of the colorless liquid surface as he, too, became saturated by the abundant heat and moisture overwhelming his body in the midst of joining her while it’d cleansed and clothed themselves immediately, “so what do you think of the visit, Cel…?”

“Breathtaking: with no one to disturb us, we have the whole lake to ourselves; I wish this would last longer…” the white alicorn exhaled as both she and the dark unicorn had taken the precious moments to wrap each other around in a loving embrace once more, this time feeling soft and wet from the heated lake they were in.

The two tongues had danced around against each other as they were vying for dominance as their owners’ faces were burning bright both internally and otherwise from the very passionate ordeal. Upon reaching their apex, they’d both broken away from their and started catching their own breaths like they’d done before yet still remained closer to one another within the body of water.

Breaking away, he’d said to her softly, “come to think of it, what would you think of me coming over to your world for a visit sometime soon…?”

“I’ll consider the gesture, Somme…” Celestia sighed before giving Sombra yet another kiss on the lips with little warning whatsoever.

At long last, the two equines were in alone in the small world that was the lake, no longer bound by the concerns of either the past or future at all so to speak of. In the endeavor of their chance encounter straightaway, they’d now rested both of their hands right on their chests, standing there with nothing on themselves. Most of all, they had both slowly straightaway snuggled swelteringly under the heat of the sun, staring on outward to the clear skies above already with ease. Soon, they would both take solace in the very fact that the daylight was there’s for the taking, something that many both like and unlike them would relate to.