We Are Each Other

The next morning, ‘Sunny Day’ climbed out of the bed she had shared with Chrysalis. In the dark, she saw that the changeling was still in Wayfair’s form. She smiled to herself as she changed back into Celestia so she could do her duty and raise the sun.

Alone in the bed, Chrysalis started to stir, not that her partner had tried to be quiet about getting out. “Hmm...” she murmured and opened her eyes in the dark and then, all of a sudden, it was all bright and sunny. More to the point, it was sunny straight into her eyes, obliterating any chance of staying asleep, “G-Go-Good morning…”

“It is,” Celestia agreed, the alicorn chose to stay in her own form as she stepped away from the balcony, “It seems all you need to do is make the bed this morning.” She then used her magic to open the door which she knew Wisteria was standing behind. “What’s on my schedule today?”

Before she replied, Wisteria looked around and she saw ‘Wayfair’ getting out of the bed. Quickly surmising what had gone on the night before, the elderly earth pony mare turned her full attention to Celestia. “You have the usual spat of moans, groans, and complaints. There are two items of note. The finance minister has the castle budget with the planned two percent raise. He needs you to verify that is still a go. Here is the spreadsheet.” Then, the attendant’s smile wavered, “Lord Cumquat wants a second air ship dock built for use by the nobles only.”

Celestia caught the slight frown on her attendant’s face and she smiled in sympathy. From Wisteria, that frown was a full-blown rant. “Isn't he the only one with an airship, which I think is docked in Baltimare?” when Wisteria nodded, she continued, “I want to see Minister Coin Purse first so I can have a cost share to hit Cumquat between the eyes with.” At that, Wisteria bowed her head politely, glanced over at the unicorn making the bed and she took her leave, leaving the Princess looking over the finance spreadsheet.

Once she was done making the bed, ‘Wayfair’ walked over to where Celestia was sat at her desk reading the spreadsheet she held in her magical aura with a smile on her face, “That looks incredibly boring and dull.”

Since Celestia's horn was already lit, the first ‘Wayfair’ knew that the Princess had done anything other than hold the spreadsheet was when a book from the shelf slammed into the unicorn's ass, twice. “I beg your pardon?”

“Gaaaaah, jeez!” ‘Wayfair’ exclaimed, and she jumped an inch into the air with the force behind the unexpected slaps of the book, “I-I mean, th-that's very interesting, Mistress!”

Smirking, Celestia followed up the heavy smacks with a light love tap of the book on the mare’s purple ass, and then it fell to the floor. “No, you’re right, it is boring, but right now, I'm not Sunny Day. Always know your place. It seems a book needs shelving.”

“You’re right,” Chrysalis conceded as Celestia went back to studying the spreadsheet, “I'm sorry Mistress,” she bowed low to Celestia's hooves and she picked up the book in her mouth and carried it back to the shelf where it had come from.

After a brief look over the details of the spreadsheet, Celestia deftly modified the raise value to two point five percent. That done, she signed the document and teleported it to Wisteria's room. “Breakfast time!” she declared once her work was done, “Come along Wayfair.”

“Yes Mistress,” as Celestia got up from her desk, ‘Wayfair’ carefully fell into step behind her Mistress, the unicorn mindful of her place.

“As Bedpan.”

“As you wish, Mistress,” Chrysalis summoned the green magical flames and, just as the bedroom doors were opened onto the hallway beyond, Wayfair was replaced by Bedpan.

When they got to the Princess’s private dining room, Luna was already in the room enjoying what for her was an evening meal before she retired to her own quarters. “How nice of you to invite your maid to dine with us,” she nodded and greeted her sister and the earth pony scullery maid with a polite smile.

Quietly, Celestia nodded to a waiting servant in the room and they quickly added a place setting with Bedpan's cutie mark. “You, of all ponies, would agree that she is eating no better here than in the dining hall.”

Luna again nodded her head, this time to her sister’s comment, “I would have to agree with that.”

It was only when Celestia was seated at her usual place that the disguised Chrysalis sat at the place that been made for her. “Thank you Mistress,” she then bowed her head respectfully to Luna, “Good morning, Princess Luna.”

“Morning it is,” Luna responded with an easy, relaxed smile, “As my moon has vanished and a burning ball of gas has arrived in its place.”

“I'll make sure nopony nibbles on your cheesy moon while it’s away.”

Luna shot her older sister the look of one who had heard the same joke a million times, a look that just made Celestia giggle all the more, “Thank you for that, oh dear sister of mine.”

Sat between the two alicorns, Chrysalis looked mystified for a moment, before she realised she had to speak up. “Forgive me, Mistress, may I ask the Princess a question?”

“You may,” answered Celestia, “But remember your place.”

Respectfully, ‘Bedpan’ bowed her head. “Thank you Mistress,” then, to Luna, she asked, “Princess, did I hear correctly, is your moon really made of cheese?”

Luna had no choice but to cover her laughter with a hoof while with the other hoof, she waved at her sister, who noisily cleared her throat. “Ah, yes,” Celestia blushed slightly, “That would be my fault. About eight hundred years ago, a poet named Haywood looked at the reflection of the moon in water and thought it was a wheel of green cheese.”

“And from that,” Luna said after she had finished laughing, “Legends are born.”

“Oh...” Chrysalis’s blush put Celestia’s to shame. Her whole face was bright red, mostly at Luna's laughter. “I see, I apologise for my ignorance, Mistress.”

Luna waved her hoof, dismissing Chrysalis’s worry, for it was nothing. “I think my banishment would have been much tastier if it were true.”

“Something we can finally tease each other over.”

That was news to Chrysalis. “You were banished, Princess Luna?” Almost as soon as she said that, she realised it wasn’t any of her business and she hushed up, staring intently at her plate of food that the servant had just placed in front of her, “Pardon me for speaking out of turn, Mistress.”

Disbelievingly, Luna and Celestia looked at each other and they had a whole silent conversation between themselves before Celestia found her voice. “Right, it seems my maid is lacking in pony history.”

“Understandable,” commented Luna, “After all, it isn't everyday conversation outside the palace.”

“Bedpan, would you learn better with a tutor or by reading books?”

Chrysalis wasn’t expecting that kind question from Celestia. She had been expecting a harsh smack to her ass cheeks. This was something of a relief. “With a tutor, Mistress,” she replied, still looking intently at the table, obviously really worried she had crossed a line and upset both of the Princesses.

“Which of the academics do I trust with this?”

Luna was right there straight away with an answer, “Perception has done well bringing me up to speed on the modern era. I trust her discretion considering how much embarrassment I've had in learning.”

“Could you head that up, please?” asked Celestia, to which Luna simply nodded that she would.

Chrysalis though was still looking at the table like it might hold the secrets of the universe if she stared at it hard enough. “Thank you Mistress, thank you Princess, for helping me to learn.” Fortunately, both of the alicorns seemed to consider the matter finished. As she returned to eating, Chrysalis heard Celestia talk about the raise for the staff, and she heard Luna agree.

Over a mouthful of cheesy scrambled eggs, Chrysalis heard Luna beg her sister to move Cumquat to her Night Court, and she heard the older mare say she would think about it. Sat between them, Chrysalis breathed a little sigh of relief that she was still alive and sat in the dining room and hadn’t been removed to somewhere awful, and so she was happy to try and be invisible.

“I'm glad your night went well, Lulu,” Celestia said presently after they had all finished eating, “I wish you a pleasant rest, as much as Tavi will give you.”

“You should have my problems,” Luna smirked, “May the death count in your court be low.”

The two sisters then shared a laugh and they stood up from the table. Luna left the dining room and Celestia turned to ‘Bedpan’. “My court should be over at four p.m. this afternoon. Sunny Day is going to take Wayfair shopping. You are free until then.”

“Thank you, Mistress,” Chrysalis bowed again and as Celestia left the dining hall, the changeling was only too happy to take her own leave and retreat back to her room. After what had just happened, she found she really needed her alone time.

The normalcy of what she had just witnessed and been a part of was most…unexpected.

She wanted more of that.

~ ~ ~

At precisely four in the afternoon, ‘Sunny Day’ walked into Chrysalis’s room without bothering to knock and she saw Chrysalis lounging on her bed in her natural form. She took a long few moments to admire her lithe body, slender yet so strong at the same time. She shook her head in an attempt to banish such thoughts. She failed, but she wouldn’t admit it. “It is time for Wayfair to go shopping.”

“Of course Mistress!” while she had been lounging with her eyes closed, she knew who was in her room by her scent, the sound of her hoof steps and of course, the sheer amount of power she radiated. Like her sun, her aura shone with power. When the green flames had receded, Wayfair was on her hooves, “I'm ready Mistress.”

‘Sunny Day’ nuzzled ‘Wayfair’s’ cheek before standing, “Good!” she then turned and led the way out into the hallway, chatting airily as she headed out to walk to the shops. “Celestia did enjoy watching you make the bed, but she thinks some sexy garments like Bedpan has is a must.”

“Thank you Mistress, it was a pleasure to serve her Highness and to make the Princess's bed,” ‘Wayfair’ thought for a moment as they walked, “I would love something sexy to wear for you, Mistress.”

Smirking, ‘Sunny Day’ gave ‘Wayfair’ a hip bump, “We're friends, don't ya know?”

Walking along by ‘Sunny Day’s’ side, the disguised Chrysalis had a long, long moment to think and to gather the intricacies of the various identities and relationships that were currently in play in her head. “Too right I know it!”

Once they were out of the palace, ‘Sunny Day’ moved away and towards the shopping district at a happy canter, “Let's get you something that will make Celestia drool!” she giggled, “Maybe you'd like to see me in something sexy too?”

Grinning, Chrysalis sped up to run beside Celestia, “Well, I wouldn't say no to either of those things, Sunny.” And it was the truth, too. It was soon apparent to Chrysalis that the area she was being led to was full of high end shops, and it was definitely not towards the MiAC that Octavia took her too. This was for upmarket nobles. “Oooh...I haven't been to this part of town before!”

‘Sunny Day’ soon led her partner to a shop that was labelled 'Canterlot Boutique'. “I have it on good authority this is the place to shop.”

As soon as they entered the store, a tall slender unicorn was ready to greet them. “Welcome to Canterlot Boutique where Time, Love, and Couture are yours!” she exclaimed in a Trottingham accent that was just the same as Wayfair’s was.

“Sassy Saddles!” ‘Wayfair’ let out a loud squee of delight that she was about to meet one of her fashion icons. “I've seen you on the fashion channel!”

“Oh my!” Sassy Saddles moved in for a hug while ‘Wayfair’ was busy doing a four hooved happy dance, much to ‘Sunny Day’s’ amusement, “It’s always nice to meet a fan.”

Chrysalis was only too happy to hug her icon, once she had stopped dancing, “I am such a fan!”

After five long minutes, Sassy Saddles let go of the hug and she stepped back, but she kept a hoof on her new favourite customer's shoulder. “What can I do for you mares today?”

“My friend's bought me here to get something sexy!” Chrysalis gushed with excitement.

“Ah, of course, you've come to the right place!” Sassy Saddles clapped her hooves together, “Our line of lingerie is right over here.”

“Maybe the back room is more what we are most interested in,” spoke up ‘Sunny Day’, like she had come here many times and ordered the same thing every time.

If Sassy Saddles recognised the pegasus, or her alter ego, she didn’t show it. “Well,” she corrected herself, her smile never wavering, “We can skip to the main course then. This way, please. Is there a particular fetish line you are interested in?”

“Ah...” at a loss, ‘Wayfair’ turned to ‘Sunny Day’ for direction. “You know my Mistress, what would she like?”

“Eh,” ‘Sunny Day’ shrugged her shoulders nonchalantly, and pointed to the purple unicorn, “For this one, the over the top sexy maid. Myself, I think the over the top sexy teacher.”

“Okay, I see it,” Sassy Saddles nodded, she could see the two very different styles in her head, “Do you have a colour preference?”

“Well,” the pegasus started thoughtfully, “She is purple, and her Mistress is white. For me, I want the CSfGU school colours.”

Sassy Saddles laughed brightly at that, “Well that teacher one is rather popular. As for my number one fan, I think bright red is the colour for the maid gear.”

“That sounds good to me, Sunny!” ‘Wayfair’ smiled, more than happy to bow to ‘Sunny Day’. As she knew nothing at all about it, she was thankful she was with somepony who did.

For a moment, ‘Sunny Day’ was lost in thought, wondering if her former students had both had the same idea at some point, “Oh, yes, I agree, bright red would be fine. Model!”

Chrysalis recognised that as her cue, “Did somepony call for a model?” she asked in her absolute best sultry voice, adding in a completely unnecessary but very sexy little pose, a pose that did not go unappreciated by a certain white pegasus.

“I think you'd be perfect to model this!” Sassy Saddles exclaimed as she got together the various parts that she needed for the maid’s outfit. Chrysalis, for her part, was only too happy to allow Sassy to dress her in a matching corset, fishnet stockings that went on all four legs, a breast teddy with cut outs that showed off her nipples, G-sting panties and a lacy head piece. “A collar is included, but you could always wear it under the collar you have,” she said as she added a feather duster, “Even though you're a unicorn, I think most find mouth dusting is the sexiest.”

“Yes,” ‘Wayfair’ smiled, the mare thinking back to the time she had used her own tail as a brush for the pile of leaves, “I would agree with you, Sassy.” Her smile grew wider when she looked down at her new attire, “I love this! All of this!”

Once she had ‘Wayfair’ dressed, Sassy Saddles turned her attention to ‘Sunny Day’. “Now for you, I can give you two looks in one. Will you model for me?” when the pegasus nodded that she would, the fashionista got to work. “While the standard uniform is for unicorns I,” she paused to open a drawer, “Have some tailored for pegasi. First, we have the stern teacher look. School colours are purple and silver. The shirt is a bit shorter than standard, and the vest fits over it.”

Chrysalis watched Sassy Saddles dress her lover. A bow tie was fitted after the shirt and vest, and she noted that the skirt was ridiculously short, surely much shorter than the standard. More importantly, the panties were little more a thong. The stockings on her rear legs were a sheer purple and they attached to a garter belt. Her forehooves had cute silver shoes. “Sunny, I have to say I love that 'stern teacher' look. You rock it so hard!”

“But now with some minor adjustments we get the ‘slut teacher’ look,” Sassy Saddles then demonstrated this by undoing the bottom buttons of the shirt and then she tied the ends together. Then, she unfastened the bow tie to a loose knot so that it was hanging down. She took off the skirt and rolled up the waist to make it even shorter than it was before, and she made sure her tail was under the skirt. “And there you have it!”

“What do you think, Wayfair?” asked ‘Sunny Day’ as she posed in front of a full length mirror. She liked what she saw.

Chrysalis liked what she saw too. She was staring open mouthed at the transformation before her. “Oh...oh my...oh...” unconsciously, her tail was hiked way up high and she was aware that the scent of her arousal was being broadcast around the back room.

After taking a deep sniff, ‘Sunny Day’ laughed, “One to get the homework done and one if it is done well. I love it Sassy, and I'm glad you serve the non-unicorns. Now, time for some of the sexy sleepwear you have out front.”

Using her magic, Sassy Saddles helped both mares get undressed so she could package the clothes separately. Back in the front of the store, she walked over to the sleepwear. “Here’s our casual loungewear lingerie. With the robe you could greet somepony at the door. Over here is our sensual line of lingerie. I would say the breast teddy is a must for you, Wayfair. Without the cut outs.”

Looking down, Chrysalis was reminded of the fact that ‘Wayfair’ was blessed with teats the size of cantaloupes. She caught ‘Sunny Day’ ogling her and then she was reminded why they were that size. “Yeah, I definitely need the breast teddy with these girls!”

“Sensual for both of us, please,” requested the pure white pegasus.

Having already put the colours together in her head, Sassy Saddles quickly pulled out an emerald green set for Wayfair and a dark navy blue for Sunny Day. “Would you like to try them on?”

“You betcha!” ‘Sunny Day’ shot her lover a ‘look’, “I need to see if I get a rise in that one's tail!”

“Hey no fair!” Chrysalis pouted, though there wasn’t much feeling behind the pout, “My tail hasn't gone down from last time yet!” It was true, too. It was like her tail was tied up, preventing it from lowering. The pegasus just giggled as Sassy Saddles helped her get dressed into the dark blue lingerie. “Damn it!” sure enough, the changeling’s tail was way up high, yet again.

When Sassy Saddles moved in close to dress Wayfair, she whispered, “Pose with your left hind leg back and the right one forward,” as soon as she was finished dressing her, Chrysalis made sure to pose just how she had been told to, with added bedroom eyes for good measure.

The pose the unicorn had adopted accented her already massive teats and showed them off to their fullest. It was obvious, from the way ‘Sunny Day's’ tail flagged up high, that she was enjoying the show. “Yes!” she clapped her forehooves together excitedly, “Yes, we’ll take these as well. Let's get them packaged!”

~ ~ ~

‘Sunny Day’ and ‘Wayfair’ galloped into Celestia’s quarters like a pair of teenagers on their first date. As soon as the large double doors were closed, the pegasus rushed over at top speed to mess up the bed, “Put on the maid outfit!” she squeaked excitedly, before yanking out hoof-fulls of books at a time and scattering them on the floor, “Put it on, put it on!”

“I can do that, Mistress,” ‘Wayfair’ grinned as she used her magic to put on the bright red maid’s uniform they had bought from Sassy Saddles. As she was doing that, ‘Sunny Day’ was seated breathlessly at the desk, toying with a white riding crop held in her left wing.

“You look good enough to eat!” ‘Sunny Day’ took a long moment to drink in the sight of her lover before her, it was a view she liked, very much. “Now to see how well you perform,” she said, taping the tip of the crop on a forehoof.

“Yes Mistress!” ‘Wayfair’ lowered her head as she walked over to the fallen books and she took special care to put them back on the shelves in exactly the right order. Although she did shake her ass to entertain her audience while she worked.

As she was bending down to pick up the last few book, Chrysalis sensed a mild disappointment from ‘Sunny Day’ in how 'good' of a job she was doing. Smirking, ‘Wayfair’ knew just what to do. When picked up the last few books, she 'accidentally' knocked several previously replaced books back onto the floor with her tail, “Ooops!”

As soon as she saw the ‘mistake’, the disappointment that ‘Sunny Day’ was feeling switched immediately to excitement. She was quickly in position to deliver four strikes with the riding crop, “I have such a naughty maid!”

The first thing that ‘Wayfair’ noticed was of course the strikes of the crop. The second thing was that they were not delivered with the same destructive force Celestia had used in the past. “Th-Thank you for my correction, Mistress,” she smiled as she placed three books back on the shelf but the last book she placed somehow hit two already there and they fell too. “Oh, bother!”

When the books fell, so too did the crop. After four more well aimed strikes directly to the unicorn’s already red rear end, ‘Sunny Day’ whispered into ‘Wayfair’s’ ear, “Am I making you nervous, my pretty maid?”

“AAh...aaaAAH y-yes Mistress... th-that must be it...” ‘Wayfair’ whimpered as the eight accurate strikes had left behind little welts all over her behind. Not only that, but she was dripping wet between her hind legs and she was for real fumbling with the books held in her hooves.

Smirking, ‘Sunny Day’ used a wingtip to ‘help’ keep her pet’s soaked through panties shoved deep inside her marehood almost to the point of a wedgie. “I may have that effect on others…” she smiled as she licked up the inside of her pet’s ear.

The effect of the hot wet tongue was immediate. “N-Na-NaaaAAAAH!” ‘Wayfair’ moaned, and her forelegs buckled. She almost crumbled to the floor, and would have, were it not through an act of will to keep herself standing.

Appreciative that her pet had remained standing, ‘Sunny Day’ rubbed the crop over the unicorn’s welt covered ass and she whispered as she replaced the last two books, “You still the bed to do. Can my pretty maid finish the job?”

“Y-Yes Mistress!” with the books seen to, ‘Wayfair’ hurriedly scampered to the bed before ‘Sunny Day’ could so viciously attack her ears again. Unfortunately for her, the pegasus moved with her, behind her, in striking distance.

“AaaaAAH j-jeeeeez!” ‘Wayfair’ moaned and squeaked adorably, because the crop had found a new home, wiggling deep in the unicorn’s wet folds. As a result, she struggled to even grip the bedsheets in her hooves let alone move them.

Behind the unicorn, ‘Sunny Day’ pulled the crop away and she gave her pet’s marehood several light taps. “Did a day of shopping sap your strength?” she taunted her as she tapped the crop against the unicorn’s hard clitoris, “You are slowing down…”

“HNNNNNNG...” ‘Wayfair’ moaned desperately when she felt the crop move back between her dripping folds, “I-It is haaa! Haaaa! Di-Distracting, Mistress!” the unicorn tugged the bedsheet over one side and then she moved around the bed to do another corner.

This time, ‘Sunny Day’ didn't follow her pet around the bed, but she did commit to memory the sight of her glistening wet inner thighs and her flagging tail. When she was on the other side, ‘Wayfair’ was treated to her Mistress licking the crop. “I hope it tastes nice, Mistress,” she snarked as she tugged over another corner and straightened it out.

“You had better hope it does, my pet.”

‘Wayfair’, blushing hard, quickly made her way to the last corner of the bed and she straightened it out, so all four corners were sharp and defined. “Done, Mistress.”

She might have been finished, but the pegasus was not satisfied. “There is something terribly wrong with the bed, pet.”

“What's that, Mistress?”

“You're not on it.”

‘Wayfair’s’ blush returned in full force. “And how would you like me on the bed, Mistress?”

‘Sunny Day’ knew exactly how she wanted her pet presented. “On your back, your head near the bottom of the bed.”

“Yes Mistress!” as quickly as she could, ‘Wayfair’ got up on the bed as she had been ordered, helpfully she had her hind legs spread wide apart in readiness.

Now her pet was in the desired position, ‘Sunny Day’ could see just how far she had pushed the panties in with her wingtip earlier, so far that they were no longer visible between the mare’s folds. She then got on the bed facing the head with her groin just above the unicorn's head. “If you cum before me, I shall punish you most severely. You may not use your hooves.”

With that said, the dominant mare lowered herself down onto ‘Wayfair's’ muzzle in a sixty nine position and then she leant down to work on the unicorn’s bountiful teats, biting, sucking, and even flicking them with a hoof.

As much as she tried her best to get ‘Sunny Day’ off, ‘Wayfair’ was soon lost to moaning and mewling underneath her like a mare in the midst of a desperate heat, and, mere moments later, she came first, squirting her orgasm all over the bed between her hind legs.

Positioned on top of the writhing squirming unicorn, ‘Sunny Day’ was not in the 'squirt zone' but she was granted a noticeably clear view of it. Smirking, the pegasus ground her own wet pussy against her pet’s muzzle, so much so that she felt her nose and lips enter her snatch. She no longer held back on her orgasm and as part of the ‘punishment’, she began to savage her pet’s teats with much harder bits and stronger, painful flicks with a hoof.

“AaaaAAH mmmMMMM!” ‘Wayfair’ squealed up into her Mistress's pussy as sweet pain from the bites rocket up her body, swiftly bringing on a second climax as she worked hard to give ‘Sunny Day’ her first. However, when the pegasus simultaneously bit her left nipple and smacked her clit, the agonised pain ripped her mind from her plans. “Lime!”

As soon as she heard her submissive lover use her safe word, ‘Sunny Day’ ceased in the savaging of the beautiful teats before her and, now with the intense pain fading, ‘Wayfair’ was able to bring her Mistress over the edge with all her ability. When ‘Sunny Day’ came, she lifted her head high to give voice to her pleasure. After a bit of panting, she said, “My naughty maid has made a mess of my bedding…” she then crawled off the bed. “Strip and follow me.”

“I-I'm sorry Mistress…” the exhausted ‘Wayfair’ slid from the bed and she carefully stripped off her clothing, wincing at the few bite marks on her hefty teats and the many crop welts on her ass cheeks.

Once she was devoid of her clothing, ‘Sunny Day’ proceeded to lead the way to the royal baths. She knew exactly what she wanted to do next. “I'm in need of pampering, my lovely, perfect pet.”

~ ~ ~

On their marital bed, in a fit of deep passion, Luna and her wife were moaning each other’s names as both of their wet marehoods were giving each other wet, sloppy kisses down below. Their rear legs were grinding and pressing together, their forehooves pushed against the ends of the bed, and their tongues hung out of their mouths.

"Is your sister going to walk in on us again?” Octavia asked slyly as Luna began to get more and more dominating in her grinds and presses.

"She might…” Luna commented just as slyly in return as Octavia submitted to the Princess’s advances. "You know she needs all the pointers she can get…”

“Hey! Lulu that’s not funny!” Octavia pouted, with all her willpower momentarily stopping what they were doing with a strong hoof pressed to her marefriend’s chest.

Blinking her turquoise eyes, Luna realised she’d overstepped the mark just ever so slightly. “Tavi…baby…I promise Tia won’t walk in. She’s busy with Wayfair.”

And, like that, Octavia wasn’t thinking about Celestia, or anypony else for that matter. “Oh…Oh goddess, L-Luna! Keep going, I'm gonna, I'm gonna!" She screamed at the height of her pleasure.

"Keep going!" Luna all but commanded as she was reaching her orgasm. "I want you to cum with me!"

Octavia didn't complain, the cellist loved it when her Luna got all dominating; it was a sort of turn on. Tilting their heads back in pleasure, both mares let out an orgasmic scream as they both felt shocks of pleasure shoot through them. Their orgasms spent, Luna and Octavia fell back onto the soft bed. Within a couple minutes, the two lovers were embracing each other in a gentle cuddle, their bodies still soaked in sweat and passion.

"That was amazing." Octavia cooed against her lover's body. "I love you so much, Lulu."

"I love you too, Tavi." Luna cooed back, nuzzling against her love's body. It wasn’t many ponies that she allowed to be so familiar with her. Three, in fact, and she was snuggling with one of them right now. The other was in her private quarters at the other end of the hall and the third, her most trusted hoof maiden, was having the night off. But, her tone was a little more mono-toned than usual.

"Are you okay?" Octavia asked. "What's on your mind?" when Luna stammered, it didn’t take Octavia long to guess the problem. "You still want to find out who that missing pony is?" Octavia finished Luna's thought. "I know how much finding Sky Dive’s descendent means to you. If you want, I could help."

"I...I can't..." Luna said, a small bit of sorrow in her voice. "I failed her, and it's up to me to find him. I'm close, I just...I just don't know what to say."

"I know you'll think of something." Octavia smiled, supporting her love. "Also, there is something I wanted to talk about." Luna didn't answer but the expression she showed told Octavia she wanted her to continue. "What do you think about us having foals?"

The question was not a sudden one for Octavia Melody. The earth pony mare had seen how well Luna interacted with the foals in Ponyville during the last Nightmare Night festival. Indeed, it had been her idea, with some ‘encouragement’ from Celestia and Crescent Moon, her attendant, that had gotten Luna to attend. Seeing how well her lover had been received by the populace of the town, and how well Luna had done, only served to make Octavia a little broody.

And Chrysalis hadn’t helped either.

In her thirties, she was acutely aware that while Luna was ageless, she herself was not.

~ ~ ~

Following Octavia’s request, the subsequent couple weeks had been an extra bit of stress for Luna. The ongoing search for Sky Dive's descendant, in addition to now thinking about foals and how they would possibly go about doing it, made the Princess of the Night a little too distracted and worried to even focus on her own Night Court, let alone do anything else.

Thankfully, Princess Celestia was supportive, she made every effort in helping Luna organize the paperwork and the court, she even went so far as to take care of the moon on her sister’s behalf.

As for her search on the lost heir, Luna was close. She knew it was one of her guards now. It had to be! But which one? But tonight, such concerns had to wait. Tonight, Luna and Octavia were going to again discuss the idea of foals.

Sitting in the private chambers of her suite, Luna awaited Octavia's arrival. Octavia had previously made it clear – all week in fact, over breakfast, dinner and supper and every other opportunity she had - that she wanted to discuss everything tonight. Luna couldn't refuse her lover, even with all her stresses and worries, Luna didn't want to miss any time with her wife. But, after a few short moments, her wait came to an end. A knock at the door woke her from her thoughts.

"You may enter." Luna called to the door. She knew whom it was by the cadence of the knock. The biggest surprise was that her wife and pet had bothered to knock at all.

The ornately carved midnight blue marble door opened, revealing Octavia, looking oddly more ravishing and slightly more flushed than usual. But, she was not alone; besides her was one of Luna's personal elite Lunar guards.

Moonshine was the stallion’s name. He was a bat pony with a coat the same dark blue as the Princess he protected. His neatly shaved mane was a light grey, his cutie mark was a crescent moon with a pair of white wings; but what really drew Luna's attention was his sparkling bright blue eyes.

"Moonshine?" Luna commented, her head cocked to one side, "Octavia's escort wasn't necessary, but I thank you."

"My pleasure Princess." Moonshine bowed his head. "I was ordered by Princess Celestia to escort Lady Octavia to your chambers and to guard the door to ensure nopony is to bother or interrupt you two."

Before Luna could ask, Moonshine saluted smartly, lest he be reported to Captain Moonscar for dereliction of duty and he left the room. Looking Octavia over, Luna saw more and more that Octavia was strangely more aroused and trembling than normal. "Uh Octavia?" Luna asked, suddenly detecting a scent that was unmistakable. "Are you by any chance in…"

Octavia suddenly leaped at Luna, not giving her a chance to finish her sentence, her earth pony strength pressing her to the bed; but not before her mouth pressed against Luna's. "Heat? Yes!" Octavia continued her oral assault on Luna's mouth, soon moving it to her neck. Luna wanted to struggle a little, but deep down, she was enjoying this; her body shivered in the excitement and pleasure Octavia's mouth was giving her.

"Y-You shouldn't be here." Luna reluctantly commented. "If you're in heat, then…"

"I don't care!" Octavia said, interrupting Luna's comment with yet more wet kisses, and her hoof moving down to Luna's nether regions. After a couple seconds of rubbing, Octavia giggled in Luna's mouth. "It seems somepony is getting wet."

"I-It's not like that." Luna blushed, finally getting Octavia off. "Octavia. I love you, but a foal. I mean how could we do that? We're both mares."

"A donor." Octavia suggested, thinking remarkably clearly in spite of her heat. “I think I even found the perfect candidate.”

"Candidate?" Luna's turquoise eyes widened, and her ears drooped at the thought of some other pony mating with her marefriend. "Who could possibly be a suitable donor?"

"You can come back in." Octavia called to the door. The door opened, revealing Moonshine stood at perfect attention.

"Moonshine‽" Luna asked. "But why?"

"Princess Luna..." cautiously, taking a hesitant few steps forwards, Moonshine began his explanation. "I just wanted to tell you something. When I was a little colt, back when you were sealed in the prison of the moon, I was told by my mother that if I were to ever meet you, I was to tell you this; It was the night before the Celestial Day Celebration. She was enjoying your night and you were busting clouds when you two met."

"W-w-what did you say?" Luna asked, the world seems to halt around her. No living pony, with the exception of her sister and Octavia, knew the circumstances of how she had met Sky Dive. "H-How do you know this?"

"Because you were good friends with my ancestor...more than good friends…" Moonshine answered, bowing his head in deep respect. "I was always told that you and Sky Dive were the ‘closest of friends’."

"You..." Luna dropped to her knees, the tears wouldn't stop flowing. "After all this time...you were right there...and I never knew...I'm a horrible Princess and a worst friend...I couldn't even..."

"It's okay Lulu," Octavia hugged the still crying Luna close. "From what you told me, Sky forgave you, she always loved you, just as I love you now."

"Princess." Moonshine presented himself, showing off his more toned body. "I was ordered by Princess Celestia to help with Lady Octavia's consummation. But only if you wish it to be so."

"You mean..." Luna looked at Octavia, then back to her guard, then to Octavia again. "You want him to be the father?"

"I want you to be the parent." Octavia said, hugging Luna tighter. "Who better to impregnate me than your old lover’s descendent?"

"But, but…such an idea. I mean, how I could ever…" Luna's words were interrupted by Octavia's kissing mouth.

"I know this is a lot to take in all at once." Octavia said. "I'm sorry I'm rushing your choice. We don't have to do this tonight if you don't want to."

Luna sat there for a moment, her mind was going crazy from the thoughts and revelations. Here was her marefriend, offering to get pregnant with the child of the descendent of her past love's bloodline. The very idea was almost a mixture of too good to be true yet too bad at the same time. How could Luna allow this? But looking at Octavia, how she cared for Luna, how she was willing to put her own needs behind Luna's. Wiping the last of her tears away, Luna nodded her head, kissing Octavia back.

"You may proceed." Luna spoke gently to Moonshine, though she quickly recovered her composure, she did not want this to be an order. This was not the times of the harems, after all. "Moonshine, if you are willing, only, if you are willing, I would very much like you to consummate with Octavia. You would please us greatly if you were to impregnate her this night.”

"Yes Princess." Moonshine nodded. "I shall fulfil my role as donor and once my task is done, the foal will be yours and Lady Octavia's, though if it pleases you, highness, I should like to be present and involved with the foal’s life." Luna didn't say anything else; she merely nodded her approval – the very last thing she wanted was a faceless nameless donor - as she slid around the large sumptuous bed to nestle in alongside her marefriend’s head, getting ready to give her kisses and encouragement as was needed.

Octavia remained on the bed, leaning back to give Moonshine some room on the bed. As strange as it was knowing what was to come, Luna felt an odd sense of arousal from this situation. She has read that some couples would do something like this, sharing with another pony to spice things up. Her niece, Cadance had taken great lengths telling her all about it. She just didn't know how to approach Octavia about it. But here she was, about to watch Octavia be rutted by another pony; even more kinky, to get impregnated by another pony.

"How would you like me to proceed, my lady?" Moonshine asked softly, staring as Octavia raised herself to show off her already glistening wet marehood. It was obvious that despite the focused look on his face, Moonshine himself was aroused; his stallionhood was already out of its sheath and was quite large for a stallion of his age.

"Just put it in." Octavia stated, her heat making her blunter due to her desperation than anything else. She wiggling her rear provocatively towards the guard. As aroused as she was, Octavia was never too into stallions. Heat though, could do strange things to a pony. "What are you waiting for…ahh!"

Smiling, Moonshine saw that Octavia was wet, but not wet enough to take in his full girth. So instead of trying to hurt her – he was painfully aware his Princess was right there – Moonshine leaned in and starting licking at Octavia's slit; lubing her up for his eventual intercourse. Despite her affections towards Luna, Octavia was feeling incredibly good from the guard's practiced tongue. The way he was stroking her labia and just inside her entrance, as well as lapping up her juices, it only made her wetter.

For a moment, Octavia looked at Luna. The moment Octavia and Luna's eyes met, the feeling that her love was watching her body being played with by somepony else sent a new shiver through her body. This shiver made her needy marehood squirt out an early orgasm.

Seeing her beloved mare have her first climax of the evening, and the connection they held with each other's lingering gaze, Luna bent her neck and gave Octavia a deep passionate kiss, wasting no time at all in sliding her tongue into her mouth.

"Are you alright, Lady Octavia?" Moonshine asked, hoping he hadn't been too rough on her.

"I-I'm…I’m fine." Octavia gasped around Luna’s kiss, she tried to compose herself, but she was just too horny to really relax. "Just shove that…dirty…big…sexy… oh, just rut me, please!"

"Yes my lady." Moonshine said, placing his forehooves on Octavia's rear, before thrusting his large cock into Octavia's tight puffy marehood. Though she was by no means a virgin, having been subjected to Luna’s fun collection of toys over the past year, an actual cock on a real enthusiastic stallion was an altogether different proposition to a dildo, however skilfully it was used.

Seeing her wife struggle to take the bat pony’s length – and girth – Luna decided once again to delve her tongue straight into Octavia’s mouth, while, after a devious thought the lunar alicorn lit her horn and with a subtle little spell she sent rippling vibrations through the grey earth pony mare’s breasts and nipples.

With the heat-addled mare now dripping wet and whimpering due to the Princess’s timely intervention, Moonshine went back to his duty, pulling out half way; only to thrust back inside Octavia's slit to the hilt, burying himself inside her.

Moonshine continued his bucking; going teasingly slow at first and making sure to slowly widen Octavia's marehood so he wouldn't hurt her. While this was going on, Luna continued to kiss her marefriend’s lips as well as magically caressing her breasts. It was still too much to take in at once. To think that the descendant she was looking for was right there all this time.

Moonshine was not only one of her guards but was also the one who was almost always stationed to guard her chambers and even escort her around the castle. The pony she spent so long searching for was right there. After feeling that her muscular tunnel was wet enough to take more, the bat pony stallion started to roughly pound against the mare, maintaining a firm pressure on her hips while Octavia quietly moaned with delight. The sound of his groin slapping against her echoed throughout the room, followed by his growing grunting and the Octavia's moans of ecstasy.

Eventually, after who knows how many minutes, Moonshine began to feel himself coming to a climax, his movements were getting faster and faster as he built up to his release. Below him, Octavia had already lost herself to the pleasure of the stallion's broad shaft, her eyes were rolled upwards, and her tongue was soon drooling out of her mouth while her face rubbed against the soft bed.

With a final thrust, Moonshine's hips lurched forward as he painted Octavia's insides with his thick spunk, relishing in the feeling of his ejaculate filling her up to the brim and plugging her entrance; as well as this act being finally over. Slowly, Night released himself from Octavia's tight body, finishing off by covering her curved back and rump with the rest of his seed.

"I hope I fulfilled my role." Moonshine commented moments later, when he was able to speak, though he was still a little short on breath from his orgasm, seeing how much he came inside Octavia; a small bit of pride filled him when he saw a little of his cum was trickling out of her.

"You did excellently," Luna commented as she finally broke her long-held kiss she had shared with the grey mare before her voice filled with uncertainty. "Ah, you...I…please, join us on the bed a while longer, my most faithful guard." The next hour or so was spent in this manner, all three ponies snuggling and cuddling together on the Princess’s huge bed.

"Moonshine…" Luna said ever so gently, putting her speech lessons with Fluttershy to good use now, causing her guard to lift his head from Octavia’s inflated belly, "Thank you, from the bottom of my heart, thank you. I...I'm sorry for what happened to her."

"Thank you Princess," Moonshine commented, he didn’t need to ask to whom she was referring. He knew. "I know she would have loved to see you again." He at least had the good grace to look away from his Princess, lest he witness her tears.

"One more thing," Luna said, addressing the stallion while looking deep in her lover's eyes. "When the foal grows old enough to ask questions about their origin. We'll tell them of you. We would like you to be involved, should you wish to be.” The stallion had got up from the bed, his duty now performed, though he staggered a step as he continued towards the door unable to think of a reply.

"Thank you for making my wife happy," Luna added as she watched Octavia's eyes grow wide. The stallion left the room with a smile on his face and quietly closed the door. Luna looked Octavia over until her focus stopped on her slightly inflated belly. "Do you think it worked?"

When they separated Octavia smiled and looked down. She ran a hoof over her belly. "I believe it did," She said to answer the earlier question then looked back up into her lover's eyes, "What should we name it?"

"If it's a colt...Dusk Melody." Luna considered, feeling Octavia's warm sweaty body close to her.

~ ~ ~

Two weeks later, Octavia had a tight grip on Luna's hoof as they both sat in Dr. Quincy's office. The doctor, a rugged old earth pony stallion who looked like he might have been young during the First Griffon War, was busy looking over a report. Beside her, Luna wore a smile, but she was trying hard to hid it from her wife. “Hummm, yes, I see. Hummm…”

“What?” Octavia sat simmering on her seating pad, her temper rising by the second, “What does Hmmm mean?”

“I'm just trying to interpret the results to be sure,” the earth pony stallion adjusted his glasses as he stared intently at the paper in front of him on his desk.

“What's to interpret!?” Octavia snapped, “I'm either pregnant or I'm not!”

“Um, well, there is ah, some. ah...” the poor doctor trailed off to silence as Luna snorted out a barely contained laugh.

“What!?” Octavia was incredibly pleased for the medical pony’s sake that she didn’t have her cello. If she had, then the doctor would be the one needing medical aid. “There's what?”

At an utter loss, the doctor blinked and looked at Luna for help. Fortunately, Luna gave him a slight nod. When he saw the nod, the doctor was so relieved he visibly sagged in his seat. “Well, the Princess swore us all to secrecy and we are not do divulge the results to anypony.”

When Octavia looked to her wife, Luna gave up trying to conceal her giggles and she burst out laughing. The cellist rolled her eyes at the snickering alicorn, “You are such a filly!”

“Me?” Luna laughed innocently, “I thought you wanted a filly, or colt as it may be.”

Octavia turned her ‘I’ll hit you with my cello’ look to her wife, “At this point I'm worried he's going to tell me I'm having a cragodile!”

With a perfectly straight face, Luna looked Dr. Quincy in the eyes, “Is that a possibility? They are such cute critters!”

“U-Uuum, ah no?”

Luna swiped her hoof in the air, “Awwww!”

Frustrated, Octavia facehooved and she shook her head. “I swear, you are such a foal! Tell me, doctor, please?”

The elderly stallion looked pleadingly at Luna once more. This time, the Princess took mercy on the poor pony. “Doctor Quincy, I hereby exempt Lady Octavia from the list of nopony is allowed to know the state secret as to whether or not she is indeed pregnant.”

Finally, like he had been granted a stay of execution, Quincy breathed a sigh of relief. “Oh, well then, yes, Lady Octavia, I am pleased to be able to inform you, you are pregnant.”

“Pregnant…” Octavia’s eyes widened, “I-I'm pregnant...” her wide eyes grew wider and wider as the news settled in, “I'm pregnant!”

“Careful,” Luna laughed out loud, “That is a state secret!” she smiled as wide as her wife’s eyes with her legs open for a hug.

Without a second – or first – thought, Octavia leapt into Luna's waiting legs, “I'm pregnant! I'm pregnant!” the overjoyed cellist danced like a mare half her age in her legs and then she skipped to the doctor and hugged him tightly, “I'm pregnant!”

Smirking broadly, Luna shot the doctor a knowing look, “And now we know who the filly really is here.” Wisely perhaps, Quincy raised his hooves, not wanting to get involved in that at all. “Love, shall we tell Tia and Moonshine?

“Yes!” Octavia squeaked, still lost in the throes of her celebration, “Oh yes! We must tell them immediately!” she danced her way back to Luna and she peppered her muzzle all over with kisses that covered her whole face until it was a wet mess.

“Maybe we can tell Twilight, so she can send a note over to Sunset. I'm sure she would love to know she will be having a cousin.”

“Yes, we must tell them all, wow...yes!” Octavia pumped the air with a hoof, “I’m pregnant!”

“I do so love my stoic cellist showing some emotion,” Luna smirked as she escorted her wife out of the doctor’s office, “It’s quite refreshing.”