All But One

by smakleapp

Rating: teen
Tags: Profanity, Blossomforth, Sad, Princess Luna, Drama, Cloudkicker, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Romance, Sex
Length: 1338

Cloud Kicker is visited by Luna in her dreams in a bid to save her life

Cloud Kicker lives alone in Ponyville and fills the bed with all mares and stallions. When Luna shows up after one of such benders, Cloud Kicker needs to decide if she wants to change, or is content with her old life.

Published 2021-01-08 21:10:00 UTC
Last updated 2021-01-08 21:10:00 UTC

The Visit

The movement. The sweat. In and out, steady, in, and out. Take your time, be careful, in and out. The breathing, the lust, the fake love. In and out. All you have to do, in and out. That’s all. In and-

Cloud Kicker awoke with a start. She took in a breath that was easily available. Her room was dark, shadows being illuminated by the moon. “The moon.” Cloud Kicker understood what had just happened. It always happened. She just wished she wouldn’t wake up. Those were pleasant dreams, a nameless face rutting it to her. Sometimes hard, sometimes slow. Sometimes passionate, sometimes mindless. It didn’t matter. As long as she got her fix. “Real or not,” she murmured to herself.

The bed was not entirely soaked, but it was still bad enough to wash it. Cloud Kicker got up to try and wash the stains out of the blanket she slept in. When that didn’t work, the washing machine’s assistance was needed. Thoughts of lovemaking polluted her mind, and Kicker did all but run away from it. She reveled in it, the creation of sex in the mind. She knew the real deal, she welcomed it. As a result, the fake deal felt almost as good. “Desperate times call for desperate measures." Cloud laughed at her own joke. She could not remember if she had sex earlier, but the answer was usually yes.

Ding. Ding. Ding. Vroom. The washing machine began to do its magic, and Kicker knew the inevitable. She lifted her leg and shited it on top of the machine. It worked instantly, and Cloud moaned as loud as she could. She didn't care at all if anypony heard her. This was her time.

It only took another minute, and Cloud cleaned the machine. It was much easier than the blanket. She checked the clock. 1:00. “Damn, two hours of sleep?” Despite her tone, she expected it. She never could stop. The night was the worst. It ate her ali-

“Stop.” Kicker’s voice was firm. “It's something I do for fun, alright? Nothing wrong with me. I follow the rules.”

“Sure thou do.”

A low voice startled Kicker. The sound came from the corner of her bedroom. And in that place was Luna. She stood there, silent and blank.

“Luna! Why are you here?” Kicker began to shake uncontrollably. Luna shook her head.

“Thou don't realize you are in a dream.” She gestured to the couch that could be seen in the living room. Now it was Kicker’s turn to shake her head.

“Hey princess, I don’t know what you saw, but i-

“I’m here to help.” Instantly, Kicker’s mind wandered to the shallow parts of her mind. Luna came closer to her, whispered that she wanted her, and the two kissed. Passionately, they moved to the bed, Luna shouting her fascination for the pegasus. Cloud grew excited at the prospect of tasting an alicorn. Now on the bed, Luna kissed down Kicker’s stomach, slowly, and sexually. She drew every bit of emotion out of her. The dirty talk subsided as Luna came close to the gates. They looked at each other for the go-ahead, and then-

“Since it is a dream, I know what thou're thinking.” Kicker quickly snapped back to reality. Darkroom. Princess. No bucking. At least for now.

“Princess, I’m sorry. I know this is your thing, and that's cool. But my thing is sex. It’s my lifestyle. I keep it under control, even if you guys don’t think so. Trust me.” Kicker gave her the nod of approval. Time to sweeten the deal. “But, if you-”

Luna spoke quick and to the point. “I have come to thou to help. I warn thou to not let this opportunity pass. I seek to help.”

“Got your royal language down to a t. Thou is your new word? Your fave one?” Kicker advanced towards the pony with suave movements. It never failed her before. This would be a dream come true. Literally. “My favorite word, now, is fuc-”

“MS. KICKER I DONT LIKE MY TIME TO BE WASTED.” Cloud’s legs gave out beneath her, and she fell on her flank. All perversion went away as she stared into the blank eyes of the unwelcomed visitor.

Luna's expression and volume changed immediately, to emotionless and low. Her tone, however, remained stern. “Ms. Kicker, I have come here to help thou. Thou’ve been given so many opportunities to be helped, and thou has ignored all. Ignore me at thou risk, Ms. Kicker.”

Cloud couldn’t move for only a second. After a short time, she came to her feet. She issued a short apology, which was ignored by the alicorn. She continued her lecture.

“I have learned to be compassionate, young mare, and that is why I'm offering this final chance of redemption to you.”

Kicker stepped forward again, mindful of her tone. “Princess, with all due respect, and there is plenty, the world doesn’t revolve around me fucking any pony. I live my life the way I want to, and it's by having as much fun as possible. I know others object to that, but I won’t listen to those ideals.” She stood up straight. "It makes me strong. It’s about principle.”

The moonglow intensified, and she realized it was still night. She jerked her head over to herself, passed out on the couch, draping over it, passed out. She could still hear the washing machine whirring.

As she turned back around, Luna was closer. “The time for compassion, I’m afraid, is long over. I should have known this would only cause more delay. Thou not learn from talks, no matter what is said. Thou mind is too far gone to accept.” Luna’s cold icy eyes looked Cloud up and down.

She then roughly took Cloud Kicker in an embrace of kisses. The two lovebirds passionately went at it. Kicker had a feeling this would happen. Luna looked deep into her eyes, eyes filled with lust, and a will to conquer.

Wait. To conquer? From passionate to conquer?

Kicker knew she was in a fantasy, and as she looked up to face the non-passionate alicorn, she tried to mouth the word sorry. As usual, the princess of the moon cut her off. “Ms. Kicker, thou are too far gone into thy's head. Thou must be shown the truth. Only choice thou have.”

The Moonlight flickered off of Luna's mane, making it that much more beautiful. Kicker felt a fantasy about smelling that hair. That's all she wanted. Was to know what perfection was.

“Perfect is not I. All are not.” The icy stare was replaced with a slightly non-intimidating look of kindness. “Ms. Kicker, please allow me to help thou.”

“Luna, I don't know why, but… I’m sorry. For… I don’t know, thinking about those things.” Cloud shifted uncomfortably in place.

“Take my hoove.” Kicker stared into Luna’s eyes. They truly were beautiful. She wished she saw eyes like that. She would kill anypony for those to look down at her. She knew almost all types of eyes. The greedy, horny, stupid, arrogant. She looked up at them every day, and they looked back too. Every time, those eyes were different. Every time, those eyes looked at her as a tool for pleasure. The thoughts raced through her mind.

She remembered those times she revealed in, the times of ecstasy and joy. Those memories began to inhibit negative emotions. She flew past these ideas in a second. Perhaps she did need that help. She had no idea what was going to happen, but when the god of your country comes into your dreams to help you, you don’t exactly say no.

“Those eyes Luna. That’s what I missed.” Kicker stared at the beautiful face for appreciation. A beautiful mare, gorgeous, true, special. She thought she sensed the faintest smile in Luna.

Kicker took her hand, and in a flash of black, they were gone. The room was for one true moment, empty.