As Celestia walked through the halls, she knew she had probably eaten more than she needed. Cake was always a temptation, and this one had been especially decadent- but perhaps its richness was a bit much. Either way, she knew that the late-night snack was one for the record books. As she came to the door to the royal chambers, she came to a pause right before she could open her bedroom door and throw herself into that plush bed she so deeply desired. A sound, muffled by stone and wood, but distinct and most definitely coming from Luna’s bedroom: a continuous, steady sobbing.

Luna was crying.

Both curious and worried, she gave a gentle knock before entering and finding the stunning sight of her proud, unbreakable younger sister sitting on her bed, hunched over in the form of absolute misery that highlighted splotchy eyes and a tear-soaked face. When Luna was able to rouse herself from the excess of her dejection, she turned to see her sister standing there without a word to say.

“Oh, go away,” Luna hiccupped.

“I didn’t even do anything!” Celestia protested. “Luna, what’s wrong?”

“I said go away!” Luna cried, a hand now free and looking as though it was searching for something to throw. “Leave me alone!”

“No! Not in a million years,” Celestia replied, coming over and sitting beside her sister, taking her in a soothing embrace. “Now come on, let it all out. I’m here.”

Luna didn’t hesitate to take up the offer and began to really bawl, tears pouring from her eyes like a waterfall in a relentless deluge, clutching her sister tightly as she let the deep recesses of her grieved heart be wrung dry. It was a sight the likes of which Celestia hadn’t seen in thousands of years, and she couldn’t begin to imagine what had brought it to pass.

“There. It’s going to be OK,” Celestia murmured softly as the worst of it seemed to have passed. Luna still hiccupped, but the tears had ceased to flow. “It’s going to be OK. So let your big sister help, and tell me what’s wrong.”

“Oh sister,” Luna wailed when she had at last found her voice, “I’m a complete idiot!”

Celestia was left silent for a time before turning herself to look directly into her sister’s bloodshot, despondent gaze. “Luna...” she murmured, “How did it take you this long to figure that out?”

“Tia!”

“I’m sorry! I couldn’t resist, it was too good!” Celestia said, trying not to laugh as Luna’s glare turned to daggers. “OK, OK. I promise, this time I’ll be serious. Now, take a deep breath, and relax. Then tell me what’s upset you so.”

“You’ll make fun of me.”

“No, I won’t,” Celestia insisted. “I promise I won’t, Luna. I haven’t seen you this upset since… since I can’t even remember when. I’m not going to laugh, I’m not going to make fun of you, I’m not going to do anything but listen. And when you want me to say something, I will. Alright?”

“You promise?”

“Absolutely.”

Luna still appeared doubtful, but she gave a slow series of nods in assent. “I… I did something really stupid tonight. And I think I might have ruined something when I did it.”

Celestia took a more attentive position, ensuring she could easily focus on nothing but her sibling’s woes. She was sympathetic, but quite curious as to what could upset her indomitable sister so deeply.

“So for- for a few months now, I’ve become close friends with… Fluttershy, you know who she is. Twilight’s friend. When you suggested I try to branch out and make friends again, I went to Twilight for help- and Twilight sent me to Fluttershy,” Luna began. “And we’ve become good friends and tonight, I just, oh jeez… I was really stupid and I kissed her!”

Out of all the things she’d expected to hear, that wasn’t on the list. Celestia’s first inclination was actually to laugh, but the stricken expression on her younger sister’s face helped keep her mirth in check. This was what had upset her so? “Did she… uh, not like it? Or something?”

“I didn’t even mean to do it, it just happened! She did something that was really brave and scared me half to death and when we were back in her cottage I just kept thinking how much I wanted to kiss her and- and so I did, and then I realized that was really, really stupid!” Luna said, head plunging into her hands when she could bear the shame no longer. “Oh Tia, I might be the dumbest person on earth.”

“Well, perhaps sometimes,” Celestia replied. “But not always. And I don’t think you were tonight, your emotions just were a little strong tonight. That’s all.”

“But I ruined it!” Luna cried. “I ruined everything, our friendship, and, and our evening tea and- sister, you’re sure you can’t just banish me to make it better?”

“Not even if you ask me nicely. So let’s take a deep breath, and try to relax. There’s nothing you can do about what you’ve already done, so don’t keep beating yourself up for it. I doubt it’s as terrible as you think it is.”

“But I kissed her! Like, full on the mouth and everything!” Luna replied. “Friends don’t do that!”

“Most don’t.” Celestia tried to be patient. She hadn’t been the one trapped inside the bounds of her own dark side, and Luna’s emotions had always been more pronounced. Gentleness and patience. “Lovers do, though. I’m guessing that’s what you’re hoping for?”

“I just- I- maybe a little bit,” Luna mumbled. “She’s just- she’s so sweet, Tia. And pretty and patient and always has this quiet little happiness inside her. I wasn’t trying to think anything about her, I just did! And I just couldn’t stop thinking about wanting to do it and it just, sort of, slipped out.” The Princess of the Night at last bore a grin, albeit a bitter one. “I’m an idiot, aren’t I?”

“A lovesick fool, perhaps. But not an idiot,” Celestia answered. “So now… what are you going to do?”

“Do?”

“Well, you can’t just disappear and ignore her, Luna. You’ll have to see her again and hash this out.”

“So you won’t just banish me to make it easier?”

“No, Luna, I’m not banishing you. Come on, you’re dying a thousand deaths. You need to deal with this reasonably,” Celestia said, somewhat irritated. Bullheaded sister of mine…

Luna looked around as though searching for a solution to her woes. “So what do I do?”

“I would talk to her- not now, silly! But tomorrow night, go over there and speak your mind to her. Let Fluttershy know how you feel about her and then just deal with what comes.”

“Oh, she’s going to hate me for it! I probably ruined her life or something awful!”

“Enough of this! Come on now,” Celestia chided. “Luna, has it not occured to you that Fluttershy might have liked kissing you?”

The thought, it seemed, had not actually occurred to the deeplight Princess. “She might like me?”

“Good heavens, you really are an idiot.” Celestia’s exasperation was thankfully tempered by her humor. “Luna, she’s been more than willing to spend a great deal of time with just you. I’m not going to say it does mean something, but she certainly might care for you in return. Let yourself consider that possibility!”

“So- so what do I do?” Luna asked. “What did you do when you went to win over Applejack?”

Celestia couldn’t completely hold back laughter at the memory of the event. “Sister, I doubt my methods would go over as well for you in your situation. Let us assume that Fluttershy would prefer something more straightforward.”

“So… just…”

“Just go and talk to her. Plainly. Not with tons of emotions or anything wild, but do say what you feel,” Celestia said. “And then accept whatever answer she gives. Even if you don’t like it.”

“OK. Yes, that’s… that’s what I’ll do,” Luna said quietly. “I’m going- I feel exhausted.”

“A good cry will do that to you sometimes,” Celestia said with a grin. “Now come on, go down to the kitchens and get yourself something to eat before trying to sleep. You’ve been up for far too long without anything.”

“You’re probably right. Something small, at least,” Luna said. As the two sisters walked out into the hallway, the elder veered off to her own chambers in the hopes of finding slumber after such excitement. “Tia?”

“Yes, Luna?”

She looked embarrassed, but pushed ahead anyway. “Thanks. I’m glad you’re my sister.”

Celestia smiled at the warmest compliment she could receive. “I wouldn’t wish for another sister myself.”

Twilight was a person of logic. Of reason. She knew theory and patterns and all range of sensible things that could be explained and understood by modern science. One of those strange terms was that of ‘déjà vu,’ the idea of a repeating a moment already seen. Often used to describe familiar situations that have similarities to other periods in one’s life, or ideas and thoughts seen in literature and other forms of fiction.

Unfortunately, this was not déjà vu. She had experienced this sort of conversation before.

“Twilight?” Fluttershy stood a distance away, looking at her friend with some measure of concern. “Is everything alright?”

“Yes, I just- give me a second,” Twilight replied. At least what she was feeling this time around wasn’t the same. No disappointment or immaturity to push aside lest it prevent words of wisdom from forming. It was the shock that this strange sort of lightning could strike twice that kept her silent. “OK! So, just to make sure I actually did hear you- say it again.”

Fluttershy blushed, smiled, and then immediately forced the smile away. “Do you need to hear all of the story again, or-”

“No, just the last part, please.”

“Oh, alright. Umm…” Fluttershy looked torn between keeping it silent and screaming it out to the clouds. “Luna kissed me last night.”

“OK, so I’m not crazy.” Twilight was still somewhat stunned, but no longer in her great daze. “Unbelievable. Completely unbelievable.”

“Are you mad, Twilight? I’m not making you angry, am I?”

“No! Fluttershy, not at all!” Twilight replied. “No, I'm just... amazed I'm actually having this conversation again. If I had a bit for every time someone had come into my library and told me they'd kissed a princess, I'd have two bits.”

Fluttershy didn’t get it. “But that's... not very much,” she remarked.

“I know, but it has to be weird that it's happened twice now, right?” Twilight simply sat there for a little bit in the hopes she would find something to say. “OK, so… let’s deal with this rationally. I think. Can you rationalize romance?”

“I don’t-”

“Well, we’re gonna try and find out,” Twilight said. “Fluttershy, did you even like the kiss?”

Perhaps the question was too blunt in nature, or maybe too personal to be answered all that swiftly. Fluttershy had to stand there for a moment to actually let the words sink into her mind, rather than her own struggling emotions. The longer she remained silent, however, the more the answer came to reveal itself; a smile began to form, slowly until it couldn’t be hidden. “I don’t know,” she murmured. “Well- it was nice.”

Twilight was left bemused, groaning aloud at the reply. “Heaven help me, this is happening again. First Applejack, and now you. I don’t believe it.”

“Twilight?”

“So you like Princess Luna. That’s great! I’m being honest, Fluttershy, I’m happy for you.” Twilight’s incredulity hadn’t fully faded, but she did seem genuine.

“Wait, Twilight, I-” Fluttershy was absolutely trying to get some semblance of control in this conversation. “I didn’t really say much of anything at all, and I don’t really know what I’m supposed to… to…”

“OK, so I’ll help you. Fluttershy, do you have feelings for Princess Luna?” Twilight asked. “Yes or no, to help make it simple for you.”

Fluttershy looked eager to melt through the floor, eyes darting about for some form of an exit. Slowly, subtly, she began to move back towards the door-

“Locked, and I’m keeping it that way, Fluttershy,” Twilight said. “What do you think I’m going to do? I’m not going to tell anyone. I promise. I’m trying to help you understand what you’re feeling.”

“Twilight…” Fluttershy was a little angry about this. “Please, this is very personal.”

“She’s going to try and talk to you about it, Fluttershy,” Twilight guessed. “It’s something you’re going to have to deal with. She deserves an honest answer.”

The problem was that she was right and Fluttershy knew it. As much as she really, really didn’t want to admit it, she cared enough about Luna to actually sort this thing through- or at least pretend like she had to deliberate an answer. “Well- you promise you won’t say anything just yet?”

“Not a word to anyone,” Twilight assured her.

“Well…” Now the smile came out in full force, unable to hidden behind fearfulness or some idea of embarrassment. “She’s very pretty. And brave. And- and caring, and strong, and she loves to be happy. It’s- I… I love it.”

Twilight looked smug at the unsurprising answer. “Well, at least we got there,” she remarked. “Well, she came looking for a friend, and she fell in love instead.”

Fluttershy scrutinized Twilight’s self-satisfied smile with some suspicion. “Were you trying to play matchmaker with me and Luna?” she asked.

“Do I LOOK like Rarity?”

A fair reply. “Well, no...”

“So not on purpose,” Twilight replied. “But let me know how things go.”

“How things go?”

“Like I said, she’s going to talk with you again,” Twilight said. “So I’ll want to hear all about it in the morning, alright? If you get the chance, I mean.”

Fluttershy nodded, but her face was suddenly becoming downcast. Some troubled thought began to creep into her mind and bring her happiness back down to the pits.

“What’s wrong?” Twilight asked.

“I’m… I’m not very- umm, romantic,” Fluttershy answered. “And I don’t really need anything fancy. I just want to, uh- just spend time with her. And be happy.”

“And that’s fine! Luna isn’t particularly ‘fancy’ anyway,” Twilight reminded her. “Fluttershy, just because Rarity is a big romantic doesn’t mean that’s how all love needs to look like. Luna likes you, not some idea of you. And you’re the same. So don’t go trying to sabotage something that’ll make you happy for some silly reason. You can be happy with Luna in your own way.”

The demure, gentle-hearted maiden of Ponyville gave a nod, and a smile returned back to her lovely features. She decided that there would be a need for an afternoon nap; tonight was going to be an eventful one indeed.

A day passed. Then two, then two more. Yet- nothing. Not even a whisper of her presence to be found. Fluttershy continued to wait until late in the night for even the smallest sign that she was there, but Luna had yet to make an appearance. Even when she left the door wide open (a mistake she regretted, with moths everywhere) as a sign that she would be welcome, the Princess of the Night did not show her face.

It hurt. She hoped that Luna hadn’t taken her surprise to be a form of rejection. That would only make it much, much worse. So she continued to wait.

Needing to vent her worries, Fluttershy spoke of her fears to Twilight, the one person she could trust with the matter.

“She hasn’t- oh for crying out loud,” Twilight muttered. “I’m sorry, Fluttershy. I’ll see if she’s been busy with something.”

Fluttershy didn’t know what she could say. She wanted to ask Twilight to deliver a message, say something to Luna that would put the poor, desirous girl back into those strong arms that had held her so gently many times before. That, however, would require words, and sensible ones. She had no such thing to offer right now.

A haze of unhappiness kept her fatigued, and when she rose from her place on the couch, she was surprised to see it was dark outside- quite dark, too. Last she had known, the sun had only begun to set and she had lain down for a quick nap. “What time is it..?” she mused, giving herself a shake and trying to find her senses. “If it’s late, maybe I should just go to bed.”

A sound at the door put an end to all those thoughts and turned her sleepiness into a maddened energy. Late at night, knock at the door, talking with Twilight tonight-! Fluttershy was about to open the door when she realized she wasn’t exactly presentably dressed, wearing little more than her underthings. That’s too much, too desperate or- something! Or will she like that better? Oh goodness, what if it’s not even Luna and I just walk outside in my underwear-

Another knock and Fluttershy had to move fast, much faster than she preferred. “In a minute, please!” she gasped, racing upstairs and throwing on the nearest piece of clothing she could find, a knee-length dress that she often wore while working; dusty, maybe a stain or two, but it was all she had. Another rush down the stairs where she nearly fell flat on her face, and then back at the door where she stood gasping. “OK,” she breathed, “you can do this, you can… definitely mess this up. But it’ll be OK!” With nothing else left to say, Fluttershy swung open the door and was greeted by the exact face she had expected most to see almost a week earlier. “Luna!”

“H- hi, Fluttershy,” Luna stammered, standing there as the pristine example of discomfort, and struggling to find the words she wished to say. “Can I… I’d- is it OK if I come in?”

“Of course you can!” Fluttershy said delightedly, giving her beloved guest a deep hug. “I’m sorry if I’m a bit messy.”

“It’s fine. Really.” Luna still wasn’t at ease, but she looked a bit more relaxed than she had earlier. Her footsteps through the cottage door were tentative, slow.

The silence between the two was awkward. Neither exactly the greatest of conversationalists, nor either one certain of how to put their feelings into words, at first all Luna and Fluttershy could do was to sit there and try to avoid the eyes of the other. A few twitches and movements, a furtive gaze, but still silence.

Just as Luna thought she couldn’t take it anymore, Fluttershy found her voice first. “Would you like to go on a walk?” she asked, the words tumbling out in rapid fashion.

“Would I- a walk?” Luna echoed. “Yes- yes, that would be lovely.”

“Would you please wait, then?” she said. “I’m not exactly… this dress is a little dirty.”

“I will wait as long as you require,” Luna answered.

Fluttershy smiled, trying to find a means to convey all her warmth and feeling in a way that words could not yet satisfy. As she passed by the still-stressed Princess, she paused to give a quick squeeze of her hand- just in case it would help. She felt the gaze of the beautiful royal following her as she went upwards.

Luna waited as patiently as she could manage. Fluttershy had hugged her, squeezed her hand, seemed genuinely happy to see her. Those were all good signs, right? She wanted to think so, but if she was wrong… just in case.

“Will this be alright? It didn’t seem all that chilly today.”

As the Princess turned back to the stairwell, she let a gasp escape her lips. Fluttershy was, in her eyes, the picture of loveliness; a comfortable, green dress that fell to just above the ankle. It was not spectacular, nor did it offer any accentuation of the lovely form that the beautiful girl possessed, but it was so truly her that nothing else would have been suitable.

“Is it alright?”

“It is marvelous, Fluttershy,” Luna murmured.

Fluttershy smiled. “I’m glad. I… sort of… hoped you might like it.” She crept over to Luna and petered back and forth for a moment on the tips of her toes- then leaning up to leave a kiss on the woman’s cheek. “I’m ready to go if you are,” she said.

Luna had been kissed on the cheek. She led the way out and the two made their way along the trail into the woods, a silly grin still on her face. Perhaps, Luna began to think, tonight will go along well after all.

A crisp, cool fall night awaited their joyful eyes, seemingly the whole natural world awake and alive to offer them a new happiness to enjoy. The moon seemed to lie in a standstill in honor of its princess and her special one, filtering through the branches and what leaves had yet to begin their descent to the earth beneath them, bathing the deep woods in the silvery glow that only came when the great orb shone brightest. Fluttershy wondered if perhaps some of this natural magnificence was of Luna’s doing; some magic had been cast out, a spell to bind the world in this shadowed gloriousness. The thought that someone just might do that, for her… flattering, and embarrassing all at once, but she enjoyed the thought.

Little was said for quite a while as the two women walked together, hand in hand. There was no real aim or direction whenever their feet touched ground, an aimless purpose guiding them together to wherever they desired to be next. It was not a journey in search of a destination or some end goal, but simply a means to have time well spent in the absence of what words could not yet say. Time to understand, ponder, and grow was all that was required. For a time, the simple sensation of fingers intertwined was all that was necessary.

As the woods began to open up and the ground beneath them dipped downwards, before them lay a pristine grove, untouched by the onset of the coming cold. Its trees stood tall and strong, still bearing their leaves and blossoms, a nearby waterfall adding its thin hiss to the air, and its nurturing waters to bless the soil. With a look shared between the two, they soon descended down into the depths of the trees where this grove seemingly awaited them and found its depths still pleasant to the skin. A warmth of spring still remained here in this special, beautiful place.

“This is beautiful,” Fluttershy whispered, releasing herself from Luna’s hand to wander about the grove with eyes kept wide in wonder at the resplendent sight. “I’ve never seen anything like it… did- did you do this? For me?”

Luna shook her head. “If I had known it would please you so, I would have given you the greatest garden the world had ever known,” she replied. “This magic is not by my hand… but it most certainly was made for you. Of that I am certain.”

Fluttershy glowed. How, and why, this place had come to be would always be a mystery to her, one that she would never try to fully understand. Leave the air of magic and unknown beauty to remain, and only to be enjoyed by the eyes and ears that could bring it to the senses and call it good. “We’ll keep it a secret. Just the two of us,” she said excitedly, holding Luna by the hand as though sealing a promise. “It will be our special place, forever.”

“And what will make it special, dear Fluttershy?” Luna inquired.

“Well…” Fluttershy began to turn a shade of pink yet continued on, “you’ll tell me that- that you love me. And I’ll say it right back.”

It was perhaps the boldest thing Luna had seen the young woman ever do. The Princess held a tremulous smile, knowing she had to say something. Anything, but it needed to be the truth- and quickly! Now if only she could actually go ahead and say it! “I…” a horrible first start and the starry-eyed princess took a moment to recover. “Fluttershy- is this what you want to hear?”

“I think so,” she answered, meekly at first. “Well- I know so. I want you to tell me the truth, please.”

Luna’s heart was absolutely pounding, even if she was sure of what she’d hear in response. “Dearest Fluttershy, I- I didn’t mean to, I spoke truly when I said I sought a friend. But I just- I sort of… couldn’t stop letting my thoughts dwell on you. I love you, Fluttershy. Maybe it’s a small sort of thing, but I do. And I- I want to let that love grow. If you want to.” There it was. Out in the open, words irrevocable. It was a relief to let them be free from within her heart and actually made known, no matter what end.

But it was only one half of a shared secret. “I love you, too,” Fluttershy replied, now smiling more brightly than she had in many long years. “I wasn’t really expecting it, but I’m glad it did. You make me very happy, and I hope I can do the same for you. If I can make you as happy as you make me feel safe, then I know it’ll be worth every moment.” It didn’t surprise her in the least when Luna lifted her up off the ground and held her high, those shining beacons of starlight that were in her eyes positively dazzling, those arms strong and steady that it set her to giggles.

“I- sorry! I know that’s not really your sort of thing,” Luna said, trying to back away from her enthusiasm-

Fluttershy would have none of it, and kept herself wrapped in Luna’s caring grasp, she putting her own arms around the Princess’ waist so as to preserve the spell. “No, it’s not,” she said. “Only when you’re not the one doing it.”

Luna, the ever-steady constant of unbent will, felt as though she might weep joyous tears. She would not be lonely again, her heart now held and cherished by another- one who knew her and wished to feel all the warmth and life she held within. It was the dream come true for the dreamwalker.

As they held each other there in the peace of the grove, the world seemed to come to a standstill. “I… am unsure of what to do next,” Luna admitted. “I am not familiar with the ways of romance.”

“I’m not really, either. You must be so surprised!” Fluttershy giggled, all the harder as she saw the laughter in her lover’s eyes. “But that’s OK. We’ll love each other in our own way.”

“And what shall that look like, my dearest one?”

A soft tinge of pink returned to the maiden’s face once more. “Well… I’d like for me to kiss you this time. If that’s, well-”

“It is most certainly alright with me,” Luna whispered, her eyes beginning to close as she instinctively leaned forward.

“Oh! Well…” Fluttershy hesitated, for only a sparing moment. Then her hands relinquished themselves from the Princess’ waist and rose upwards to caress her face and bring her in for a soft, warm, much-desired kiss. The moonlight shone down upon its Princess in honor of the moment, the two women holding one another firmly but tenderly as their lips remained pressed ever so gently together, letting their quiet, potent feelings speak for them both. As they broke apart, Fluttershy could not resist one more, and leaned back in for a second kiss, lingering only for a moment. But… it’s still not enough.

Luna let herself fall away, lidded eyes now opening and finding herself surprised by the young woman she looked upon. It had been such a sweet kiss, yet there stood Fluttershy in her arms- and looking unsatisfied. “Is something wrong?”

“Well…” Fluttershy leaned up and kissed her again, more firmly this time, less gentleness in the act. “Yes, I think so. Luna?”

“Yes, my darling?”

“I- I want you,” Fluttershy whispered, at first appearing embarrassed, then tossing it aside in favor of her desires. “I want you. And I want you to love me… right now.”

Luna stood there, not sure she had actually heard this demure, reserved girl actually say the words. A buzzing was in her brain, a burning heat further down. Just in case she’d misheard… “Fluttershy, are you sure?”

“I want you to love me, right this very-”

Before she could even finish her sentence Luna held her fast and kissed her fiercely, tossing aside any words that could possibly be said in favor of satisfying their unadulterated passions and letting their union truly begin.

Fluttershy leapt into Luna’s awaiting arms, wrapping her legs tightly around the graceful woman’s waist as they continued their sensuous string of kisses, their continued meeting of lips doing nothing to satiate the burning desire that was quickly consuming them both like a roaring fire. She wanted nothing but Luna, to know nothing but Luna, feel nothing but this glorious, beautiful, priceless woman against her skin. Every kiss was cherished and incensing, somehow the greatest thing she had ever felt yet unable to come even close to satisfying her needs. It was both enough and never enough, each meeting of lips driving her wild and making her yearn for more, more, more!

Luna felt a shock as something slick pressed against her lips and she stumbled, the two women falling to earth and breaking apart. “Fluttershy!”

“Get over to- nevermind!” the once-shy woman proclaimed, leaping atop her fallen lover and peppering her with kisses, as though all the ones she had never received through the years needed to be fulfilled right now, by this resplendent Princess of the Night. She held firm to her new lover, letting her body be explored and felt by the eager hands of this glorious woman.

Luna again felt a slickness press against her lips, plying for entry further in. this time aware of what she now felt, she relaxed and open her mouth to let Fluttershy’s tongue enter and meet at last with her own, the two saliva-coated muscles twirling about as they danced, pressed, melded together. It was unlike anything either of them had ever felt, ever known- their lust, longing for one another driving them out of any sensible thought. Luna felt overjoyed at this slickened sensation and she let her hands wind further down Fluttershy’s slender body and tease at her rump, gently kneading and provoking the kiss to intensify-

Fluttershy, beginning to be overcome by her feelings, tried to retreat from the depths of Luna’s mouth, but was soon followed and held back, Luna’s tongue trying to continue playing with its retreating lover. As the younger girl moved out of reach, Luna leaned up and let her lips grace the slick muscle-

“Ah!” It had been much, much stronger.

“What? What? Is something wrong-”

“Do that again!” Fluttershy practically pleaded. “Kiss- suck my tongue, please!”

Luna obliged and took her lips to Fluttershy’s awaiting tongue, her first suckling a long one and making the young woman moan in delight at the sensation. She’d never felt anything like that, and all she wanted was more; Luna continued in her passions, lips massaging that marvelous tongue of Fluttershy’s and reveling in its slickness, the feel of her saliva intermixing with that of her own.

Fluttershy at last pulled away, gasping from the feeling of it. “Wow,” she murmured. “That- that was… let me see yours. I want you to feel it, too!”

Luna obliged, her tongue reaching out into the open air- only to be ensnared by Fluttershy’s mouth and held fiercely captive, the young woman gracing it with all her affection and love that could not be contained. She continued on with her suckling as hands, seemingly with a life of their own, snaked through the fabrics of the princess’ clothing and found the soft flesh of her breasts, and her assault of this woman’s Sapphic desires only intensified.

“Fluttershy!” Luna rolled atop her lover and gave one last, fiery kiss upon eager lips before taking to the young woman’s dress, pulling it down with care- and swiftness, revealing simple underwear that begged to be tossed aside. “I can’t wait any longer, can I-”

Fluttershy kissed her back and she began to undo the buttons of Luna’s shirt, trying to undress the woman as swiftly as she could with her trembling fingers. Impatient, Luna snapped her fingers and her clothes disappeared, revealing her fair-skinned, magnificent form to the awaiting woman’s eyes; supple breasts, powerful muscles- and all for Fluttershy to enjoy. The two became tightly intertwined as they continued their assault of kisses, hands touching and grasping and kneading at breast and butt alike-

Fluttershy gave a gasp as something struck gently against her folds. Luna saw the reaction and grinned- again she pressed hard against the woman’s pussy, and again as the Princess continued to grind hard against her, pushing Fluttershy’s already inflamed passions being sent into overdrive. The sensation was wonderful, glorious, perfect! It was what she wanted right from the beginning of their bout of lovemaking, that overpowering force that drove all rational, reasonable thought from her mind. Cries came from her opened mouth by instinct, unwilling to be kept buried further down-

Just as it started to feel all the more wondrous, Luna relented from her efforts and leaving Fluttershy distressed. “Why did you stop?” she cried. “Please, keep going!”

“Do you trust me, my darling?” Luna whispered.

“Please, Luna…”

The fair Princess smiled, retreating down Fluttershy’s unblemished body with a string of kisses, from the hardened nipple and down the waist- one even gracing the depths of her folds, a tongue-stroke dealing a blow that made her willowy form shudder. “I shall… try something,” Luna said, taking Fluttershy’s leg and raising it high as she slid her body in underneath. “It may feel strange, at first. For both of us.”

It indeed felt strange. Yet wonderful, magnificent. Fluttershy watched in rapturous enchantment as Luna pressed her pussy against her own, the two uniting again and again as their lust rose to a crescendo. Over and over did they meet, moving together and intensifying the effort to increase their delights, the two women dribbling wet now-

One last, fierce press and Luna held her firmly there, the women as one-

Fluttershy couldn’t help but cry out as the most wonderful sensation she had ever known rocked her body, the orgasm unlike anything she had ever known her senses could understand or hope to achieve. Her fluids rushed out in a brilliant rush, pouring onto Luna’s awaiting body as it intermingled with the woman’s own juices. Luna relinquished her grip, only to return several times over, letting that unrivaled sensation be felt again with a tinge of softness.

Luna felt a smile in her spirit as she watched Fluttershy try to find her breath. She wanted to steal it again- and so she began elsewhere, moving down to the soaked pussy and licking away at the coated folds that she craved. It would be a new adventure for them both, inexperience a shadowed reminder. But she wanted to try, and so try she did. She licked, lapped at every droplet she could find, allowing herself time for indulgence in places that pleased her longing eyes, her cravings. Her tongue reached out and plied further, as deep as she could go. An untouched place caught her eye, one that memory did not recognize, and she took to it-

Fluttershy gave a gasp immediately. “Right there, again, please!” she begged, and Luna did not hesitate for a second. Deeply, ferociously did she dive, lapping away in response to Fluttershy’s movements and sounds. When she found a tempo that made the young woman squirm, she licked away again, only to be greeted by success from which she drank hungrily. All her efforts had paid off, leaving a soaked, tussled Fluttershy there on the soft peat only to gasp in delight and exhausation.

“Fluttershy..?”

The sweet-faced woman glowed at the sound of her name, fingers beckoning for Luna to come atop her and let flesh be pressed against flesh once more. The two women held one another and kissed happily as they let the last vestiges of their passions melt away like ice under sunlight, sweetly held tight as their last unions of lips, their last draughts of one another, came to a quiet close.

“Thank you, Fluttershy,” Luna whispered, gently stroking away the hair from the young woman’s eyes. “I… I never thought it would be like this.”

“I know. Me too,” the kind maiden replied as her fingers traced along the contours of Luna’s exquisite face. “I love you.”

“And I you.” One last kiss, soft and slow, a ribbon on their lover’s rendezvous. “The sun will be rising soon,” Luna said, taking Fluttershy in her arms and holding her gently. “Have you ever seen it?”

Fluttershy had indeed watched the sun rise. Every morning she would awake, watch its glow illuminate the world. But after these circumstances, in this place, with such a wonderful woman? “Not like this,” she answered. And so there they lay together, held together as they watched the first tendrils of the sun’s soft light filter over the horizon and bless the world with the sight of something new.

Author's Note

This was somehow too short a story, and too long a one. I dunno.

Is what it is, I guess. Enjoy.

Always taking suggestions.