Across the mirror-verse

The sun rose and so did he.

Something about its heat, the glorious incandescence of the shining sun, awakened a memory from deep within his heart.

Memories of a mare that he loved more than the very world that he resided within, more than he loved even himself. Faint recollections of a feeling of warmth from between his legs, from the feeling of her back across the front of his body, the sensation of gripping her side as he let himself go entered his mind once more.

He had given her everything and this had been his fate.

Sombra curiously held a hoof before his eyes and began to contemplate. Technically, he was neither here, nor there. He existed now as a juxtaposition of fates; partially within one world, partially within his own. His heart burned with the desire to love and be loved, though the intensity of its fires had been dulled by...

Betrayal.

The word of scorn and hatred ripped across his mind. Tears fell from his eyes and he sniffled as he contemplated what it meant.

Right when he had given her everything, right when he had sacrificed his very sanity for the one that he loved, she had just left. And there had been no sign of her since.

“No, that too was a lie.” he reminded himself as he sighed. She lived on as a sensation of touch, a feeling of lips brushing against lips, a flicker of a rainbow mane.

Sombra sat up and took in the sights and sounds of the clearing he found himself within. Birds circled around him and chirped in the morning’s light. There was a faint smell of booze wafting over the garden and the scent of rose petals nearly obscured the degeneracy of the night before. Long troughs had been cut into the ground from where he had dug his hooves into the soil in a drunken rage that had long since left him.

Sombra sat back on his ass and stared at the pink clouds far above. The entire sky had filled with the pinks and purples of the early morning, tinted by the orange hues of the sun’s rays. A few bottles caught the sun’s fresh light and flung it back into his eyes, causing him to squint. His hoof idled about on the ground and he aimlessly pawed a few rocks around before letting out another loud sigh.

He was never going to have her back.

Their relationship had always been on and off, stuck in two different worlds as they were. He recalled the moment in which he saved her life and fell deep into a pit which took him eons to escape from. The mirror between their worlds had been smashed into bits and so had his love for her. There was no doubt that he had been stranded, abandoned, left alone in a world that increasingly didn’t feel like his own. Without her, it was simply impossible for his life to return to normal.

His hoof began to explore his body. He sucked air through his teeth and let out a soft moan as he gently slid his hooves along his hips.

He remembered how they had moved back and forth as he showed her his love, his passion, everything that he had.
And then he stopped himself. There was only a certain amount to which one could allow one’s self to recall something that could never again happen.

Then, in a sudden motion, he brought his hoof to his dick and found that he was surprisingly hard. He smiled to himself and looked around the clearing with a mischievous glance.

His hoof began to stroke along the side of his dick and he moaned again. He increased the pace of his rubbing and gently shut his eyes as he pictured something from long ago within his past.

They were lying on the top of a green hill, him and her. She had come from seemingly nowhere and brought him everything he was looking for. It was true that he had never found much difficulty in finding a mare to share his love with. However, there was always something lacking in their hearts. Some were attracted to his power, while some clearly sought after his high status and wealth. Most of them had honest intentions, though it was hard for him to stop himself from seeing in-between the cracks. Finding true love as a ruler was quite difficult, after all.

Then he had looked into her eyes. One look, one glance into the depths of her soul was all he needed to know about her potential for love.

And they had given each-other love, there was no doubt.

He felt himself zoning out and fading away into himself as he sped up his stroking. Precum had begun to come out and he let out another soft moan, letting his mouth hang open while his eyes gently shut. He thought back to her ass and the way it curved, the way it looked when she walked, the way it looked when she bent over in front of him and let him see it all.

He remembered the tightness of her asshole and the way her vagina fit his dick, as if it was meant for him. More than anything, he remembered the way she had moaned during their love and the strength with which she gripped him when she came. And then he began to wonder how she could have forgotten that. How she could have left him here, without her, in a world that was slowly beginning to fall apart.

“I never forgot you.” said a voice from behind him.

A sudden blush came to his cheeks and her whirled around with wide eyes. Then his jaw dropped.

She was standing before him. Her body was translucent, but there was no doubt that his lover had returned to him. Her mane flickered from the back of her head and down the length of her back. A small smile had come over her face and she began to trot up to him slowly, her eyes scanning carefully over his body. He noticed a certain, familiar look overcome her when she saw his dick standing upright.

“I don’t have much time. Me and Twilight found a spell that let my spirit come here for just a few minutes.” said Celestia quickly.

Sombra was too shocked to respond. Then his shock increased tenfold when she suddenly lowered her head.

Celestia’s tongue flickered out and ran itself along the length of his dick as his eyes gently shut. He reached out instinctively and grasped the sides of her neck while she worked her tongue along the length of his cock.
Then her eyes locked with his as she gently pursed her lips and placed them over the tip of his dick. Once again, he gasped and let out a small moan.

“I can tell you remember everything I ever taught you.” he said in a quiet, happy voice.

“Of course, my love.” whispered Celestia.

Then she took his dick in her mouth and moved it further in. He paused for a second as he realized that he could faintly see his own dick through her translucent neck, though he ignored that spectacle and focused solely on the feeling of his dick being enveloped in her lips.

She began to move her lips up and down along the length of his dick. She was sucking with a strong force and it felt like his dick was already in her vagina. Her head continued to bob up and down as he ran her hooves through her mane and all through her fur. He planted a flurry of kisses on her bowed head and licked her horn while she worked her mouth below.

He could feel a sudden increase in his heartbeat and a special warmth came to his cheeks.

“Celestia, love, I’m going to-” he sputtered.

He came with a start. His dick pulsed with sheer, utter pleasure as it pumped hot cum into Celestia’s throat. Her eyes widened and she moaned with her mouth shut around his dick, then her eyes shut as quickly as they had opened. While he finished, she moved her mouth quicker and quicker over his dick, drawing out the last of his cum.

Then Celestia kissed him on the lips as deeply as she ever had. He returned the gesture and slowly shut his eyes.

“I love you. Never forget that.” she whispered.

“I love you, too.” whispered Sombra back. “And-”

Before Sombra could continue with his display of affection, he realized that his lover had vanished, leaving no trace that she had ever been there to begin with.

Sombra looked back up towards the sun with a wide smile on his face. All of his trepidation from before had disappeared and he felt warmth blossom in his chest.

“Now I know that you never forgot.” he said to himself quietly with a small smile.