Sunset At World's End

The skies were framed by the sun and moon, both called up at once by the sisters who many mortals viewed as Goddesses, night and day fighting for dominance much like they did. The siblings raced about in circles, bathed in light and darkness respectively, Celestia and Luna continuing to vent their frustrations in a barrage of insults and spectacular magic.

Thankfully with Cadance's aid the palace was protected, for the moment. Yet it took all her might, aware that she wasn't quite on their level, that they had been born this way and were far older while she had merely ascended to her status with their help. Another stray blast buffeted the barrier she raised, and she whined under the impact, shaken and clasping to the Fire Ruby.

From the hole the pair had made she witnessed the battle play out. Spike and Sunset Shimmer raced to stop them, but struggled to close the distance, the air itself twisting under the thunderous blasts they unleashed which collided with a boom.

“Be careful,” she said to herself, pressing the heart-shaped object to her bare bosom, warm and alive with their love.

“STAND DOWN SISTER,” cried Nightmare Moon her voluptuous form swathed in cold miasma that rolled about her.

“AND LISTEN TO YOU BITCH AND MOAN SOME MORE? IT'S TIME I PUT YOU IN YOUR PLACE,” called back Daybreaker, the discharge of beams from their hands colliding, shaking the heavens, and hurling them back. Yet they buzzed back like angry hornets, eyes aglow and their power building by the moment, amplified by the evil that gripped them.

A nod passed between Spike and Sunset; he would deal with the lunar witch and she with her mentor.

Throwing all his weight into a dive, Spike smashed into Daybreaker, grappling with her, ignoring the blazing heat she radiated which barely tickled him. His muscles strained, veins threatening to pop, pinning her on a mountaintop while she hissed and spat and cursed. Uncertain what to do now, he hoped that whatever Cadance planned would soon come into effect.

At the same time Sunset slashed through the miasma with a shimmering arc, felt the bitter cold roll over her, and with the butt of her white sword struck down Nightmare Moon. The supposed Goddess shrieked, barely able to take the paladin's radiant presence, which now threatened to burn the evil out of her. “Oh no you don't,” called Sunset who grabbed her by the arm when she tried to teleport away. They reappeared near the still trashing Spike and Daybreaker. “What now?”

“Hoped you'd know,” he answered with a grunt, his full weight pressed on Daybreaker who blazed with such fury the air twisted, steam rose, and the few plants that dotted the rocks burst into flames. Thankfully dragons were built to endure temperatures that would melt anyone else, yet she was starting to smolder so much he worried it would be too much even for him. Could she eventually empower herself to the point where she was hotter than the sun's surface?

“Can't hold them forever,” said Sunset who pulled Nightmare's arm behind her back.

Exchanging a look, the sisters shared a nod, accepting a temporary truce. Instead of throwing about their powers wildly the two so-called Goddess instead focused them as one. “What the...” Spike shook his head at their sudden calmness, their eyes closed and their bodies limp, certain they must be up to something but unable to imagine what.

“Look out!” Sunset was forced to release her prisoner, Nightmare Moon and Daybreaker opening their eyes as one, unleashing a blast of power that resonated in harmony. A dome of darkness and light turned into a dome of energy that expanded and tossed Sunset and Spike back, and the sisters rose skyward, their faces twisted in fury.

“Oh no. We've made things even worse!” Sunset gripped her sword's hilt and readied herself.

A voice telepathically called into Spike's and Sunset's heads, “Can you hear me? It's Cadance.” The pair nodded and hastened to dodge the beams that hissed their way. “They'll burn out eventually. That will be your chance. I'm sorry to risk your lives like this, but...I needed to find a way to make them work through their issues, ease the tensions between them.”

Sunset grimaced when she weaved around a fireball. “You set this up?!”

“...yes. Forgive me. But without them I wouldn't be what I am now. I owe them, and want to save them. You understand that, don't you? How we all have to make sacrifices? Please,” pleaded Cadance. “Save them!”

Sunset nodded, the air now filled with a chilly haze. “We'll do our best!”

Despite the situation Spike and Sunset couldn't help but revel in the moment, able to fight side-by-side. They weaved through the skies, on the defensive, dodged the abuse the sisters hurled their way, barely able to keep up. United, the resentment between Nightmare Moon and Daybreaker began to cool, and with it the hold of evil that gripped the siblings.

For hours the battle continued. Cadance watched from the palace, the Fire Ruby still pressed to her breast, her mouth drawn into a line. A deed she once performed to help the sisters had granted her a boon, a small portion of their power shared with her which allowed her to ascend. She would never be quite as powerful, but helped protect the world from her own nation.

Unlike them she needed love to strengthen herself, one which her husband, Shining Armor, could only provide so much of. So instead she'd had to turn to sharing it with others, and with that mutual understanding she often traveled the lands, helping others. Now came the time when she could repay the siblings and save them from themselves.

*****

Several hours later the battle ended. The sun and the moon hung suspended in a sky split between night and day, Nightmare Moon and Daybreaker now unconscious and carried back by Sunset and Spike. They placed them before Cadance in the throne room, the Fire Ruby placed back on a column while they decided what to do with the weakened sisters.

Sunset asked, “So we seal the 'evil' in the palace?”

“Unfortunately it won't be that easy,” admitted Cadance. “First, I'll need more, ahem, 'love' to make that possible. It's what I draw my power from. Will you two help me with that? Sorry to ask so much of you, but-”

Spike couldn't help but drink in her nude, voluptuous body. “It's no trouble at all!”

“I don't mind either,” said Sunset who made sure the sisters were comfortable in the blankets and pillows they set out.

“Good. No need to hold back with me. I can take it. The fact that I gained my powers from them means I can tap into theirs, too. Normally I'd be no match for them, but in their weakened state with enough love, well...” Cadance sidled up to Sunset and started to undo her armor. Piece-by-piece she removed it, exposed here curves under the interior's gentle light.

Pressed breast-to-breast when they embraced and moved into a slow, sensual kiss, Spike's loins stirred, barely able to keep his claws off them. Not that they would deny him, but he wanted to take it slow, aware that love would bolster her much faster than pure lust. He needed to show them he cared, that they were wanted and needed beyond his basest instincts.

They smiled at his approach, pressed their bodies to him and each other, basked in the warmth they shared. The women shared soft kisses with him and between them, wet smacks that sounded while his claws started to wander over their suppleness.

“You're one of the most beautiful women I've ever met,” he confessed with a stroke of her mane.

“Thank you,” whispered back Cadance who reclined under him.

Sunset asked, “Can you make love to both of us at once? I want to share this with her.” She squeezed Cadance's hand.

He nodded. “Might be difficult in this position, though.” Cadance turned herself over, rose to her hands and knees, her plush, heart-shaped bottom raised in his direction which she slowly rocked back-and-forth with a titter. Sunset swung a leg over Cadance, mounted her in a similar position, planted a tender kiss on the woman below while they presented themselves to him.

A lustful hiss escaped between his teeth, his roads swelling out his sheathe. He pressed his cocks between their buttocks, and they mewled with their own insatiable needs, breathed in his musk and their own, their pussies wet and ready to be taken.

Mounting them, he carefully raked his claws over their flesh with all the tenderness he could manage, his breath hot upon their backs. Whines sounded when he pressed into him, spread them wide, sinking into their depths where he lodged himself. His ridges traced their sticky pink walls, kissed their g-spots, his tips pushed against their cervices when he began to move.

“Oh Sunset...Spike...” Cadance blushed bright, heavy tits swaying under his thrusts, groped by Sunset above. Their asses bounced under his pounding, and he reached around with his tail, sunk the spaded tip up her puckered asshole.

Sunset couldn't help but burn with a moment's jealousy, and realizing this from the twitch of her face he angled her ass up some more and his snout down, extended his tongue the most he was able and sank the moist, fleshy muscle into her pink butthole. “Ah,” she cried with her own face flushed, felt him wiggle in her, wanting to please his lovers however he could.

His humps picked up their pace. Their asses wobbled under repeated smacks. Certain they were now ready, he pierced past their last barrier, sunk into their wombs, and they whined in bliss, fully claimed, all pain submerged under pleasure thanks to the chemicals his precum pumped into his mates to prepare him for such entry, to ensure they were properly seeded.

Their eyes rolled into their heads, and they contracted around him, continued to hungrily kiss and touch each other, their passions shared between them. His claws and the smaller ones on his wings wrapped around their tits and buttocks, kneaded them, felt the soft flesh squish under his grip, the nipples pinch and twist, and he growled in delight.

He unloaded into them. Repeated spurts impacted their walls, pushed them to climax too, and their messy squirts washed over him and each other, their shrill screams echoing around him and smoke pooling out his nostrils. Their bellies swelled up under a cascade of cum that swished in them, their minds numbed under a sea of ecstasy, temporarily undo by repeated orgasms.

He emptied his balls into their cores, felt the heavy orbs burn and pulse with his cocks, driven to his own sense of euphoria when his instincts told him he'd claimed a couple more females. Of course his softer, more rational side knew he couldn't take Cadance with him permanently, nor was it likely she would bear his eggs and would instead take a contraceptive potion later, but for the moment he was content to simply love them, satisfied that he'd pleased them and himself.

A pop sounded when he pulled free of them. Their gaped cunts oozed with his semen and pooled underneath. Cadance rolled to face Sunset, held her back and kissed her some more, their sweaty skin aglow in their afterglow. He cuddled up to them, enveloped him in his wingspan and tail, ran his claws through her locks and down the curves of their backs.

“You're wonderful,” he whispered to them both.

Cadance smiled back. “Thank you both.” She started to sparkle like she was made of crystal, turned transparent, tapped into more power than she'd wielded since the time she and her husband faced invaders into their lands such as Chrysalis and Sombra. Her rounded belly pressed on Sunset's, felt his heat swish in them, impossibly full and sated for now.

“It's time, huh? What do you plan to do,” asked Sunset.

“Tap into Luna's abilities,” explained Cadance who brushed her cheek. “You two will have to invade their dreams, and pull them back. While you do that I'll attempt to trap the evil in the palace again. Now close your eyes and go to sleep.”

I have to put my faith in those two. Much as it pains me to admit it, I can't do this alone. I've always supported others, but have rarely gotten to take the lead myself. But all that matters is making sure Celestia and Luna are okay.

I wonder, what will Spike and Sunset see in their dreams? Or will it be nightmares? All of you, be well...