Truthfully, Celestia should have guessed she would be the first of them to arrive. After all, her duties rarely ever saw her leave the palace; this was home and workplace, all rolled into a single package. Where else would she be?
The renovations to her chambers had been a slow, discreet business that she and the girls had seen to over the last several months, a choice born of personal preference more likely than any sort of necessity. An expansion to the bedchamber itself had been the only thing that was absolutely required, even her luxurious bed not enough to withstand the numerous forms that used it for their passionate behavior. A larger mattress and frame, and then a little indulgence as the parlor was expanded to make room for a little more furniture and leg room. It was not a needed thing, but the excess space and lighting certainly helped brighten up the place. The palace had been built in older days when Celestia had known only a somber, sorrowful mindset; these days were of brightness, light- and love. The parlor looked lovely now: a small fire burning through kindling in the grate, a pair of lights that gleamed in the space between the windows, and a pair of spacious loveseats for guests to recline in with a small coffee table in between. The scene was homey and comfortable, but it certainly was a bit too empty for the resplendent princess’ liking. After a millennia of solitude, the intimacy of company she had come to know in recent days was easy to get used to- and painful in its absence!
It had been three months since they had all been together under the same roof, duty and obligation seeing them spurred away elsewhere across the kingdom. True, there had been small rendezvous here and there during that span –a romantic getaway to visit Cadance in the Empire had been lovely- but the whole of them together hadn’t transpired for quite some time. If only they hadn’t all decided that being a princess was something to aspire to, then perhaps it wouldn’t be so difficult to arrange. But then again, their princess-ship was the reason any of this had come about in the first place; this might just have to be their cross to bear.
Celestia gave a sigh, a quick stretch of her back as she stood looking over the scene. She had expected the first of them to start arriving sometime this afternoon, but the evening was soon to be swallowed by moonlight if her estimations of the darkness outside meant anything. With nothing else but a desire to burn time until someone showed, she decided busying herself with any additional preparation was as good a choice as any. It was too late for coffee, she decided, but some tea to help soothe the soul would likely be welcome. Something lemony and friendly, too, nothing strong- and some cookies, maybe? I’d rather have cake, truth be told. A little extra sugar to make the night sweeter. She knew the girls would probably disagree and go for something that was of a lighter fare, but Celestia was the first to show; why not have first pick?
As she set about to putting everything together, the eternal princess allowed herself a smile, proud of herself for the tastefulness of the setting. For one who was so used to being tended to by servant and staff, the homey parlor was certainly read to play host to its guests. Everything within arm’s reach of someone, and all of it looking lovely to the eye. Now all it needed was someone to partake of it…
It was as if a cue had been given; a series of quiet raps upon the heavy apartment door came to her ears, barely echoing loud enough to be heard over the crackle of the fire. That was a person of a quieter nature, less noise and sound to her world than the jostling rush of others. Celestia’s smile grew and gleamed as she recognized its source; there was only one way to deal with such a welcome intrusion.
Twilight couldn’t have managed to react even if she had known it was coming; a few more knocks upon the door before they swung open mid-rap, she taken hold of by the waist and suddenly dragged inside. “Aammf!” Her cry of surprise was utterly silenced as Celestia’s embrace reached its crescendo, those exquisite lips meeting Twilight’s in a fierce kiss, she leaned back within the beautiful woman’s arms and taken captive. The shock had been real, but so was the feeling of those lips that she had craved all her life; their warmth and softness, the smell of her skin, the silken feel of her hair as it brushed her face-! As her hands draped about Celestia’s neck for support, Twilight’s eyes became half-lidded, then closed as she swooned in her lover’s embrace. She wanted to drown in this feeling, be lost in this contented touch forever. Not even heaven could hope to compare.
The beautiful moment sadly came to an end, Celestia surrendering her captivity of Twilight’s lips and letting their kiss come to a close. Twilight’s face shone brightly, aglow from the purity of the love between them; a long-held passion that had been given freedom to blossom had turned their old relationship of teacher and student to that of lovers, and neither could have imagined how sweet it would be. “Hi,” Twilight breathed.
“Hello, Twilight,” Celestia said. “It’s been too long.”
“I think it has,” said the younger royal, seemingly content to hang draped from her beloved’s neck in the security of her grasp. “I’m sorry I’ve been so busy. Can you forgive me?”
“Mmm, of course I can,” Celestia said, placing another kiss upon Twilight’s lips and sending the two of them to giggles. “Now, then… don’t you look lovely tonight!”
Twilight began to glow and tried to brush the compliment away, though still delighted that her dream princess thought so highly of her. Indeed she was lovely in appearance, a periwinkle blue dress that snugly wrapped about her figure, it’s low v-neck giving her apt breasts an extra amount of limelight than her usual modest attire. “I hoped you might like it,” she said, a playful note in her voice. “You know… just a little teasing.”
Raised eyebrows at the unexpected but welcome remark. Twilight had been the most apprehensive of their unorthodox union, more prone to insecurity and hesitancy. To know that she had deliberately chosen a more revealing outfit was a good sign; she was growing more comfortable with every new rendezvous. “Well, I certainly do like it,” Celestia replied. “And I’m sure the others will be, too. What a surprise, Twilight…”
Twilight apparently was full of surprises, for her next action was to look up and down her beloved princess and come alight in approval. “I had to give a little effort,” she said lightly. “After all, I can’t let Cady and Luna stare at you all night.”
Celestia smiled. It had become part of their time together to add a little showmanship to the whole affair. Small competitions to keep them interested and eager, a means of staying fresh and interesting in what was already an interesting relationship. One such contest was an obvious one- who received the most ocular attention, the ability to be the most lusted after for the evening. Celestia had chosen a long-favored item for her own efforts that night, a form-fitting one shoulder gown the color of bright gold, a high slit on the front so as to let her lovely legs be showcased instead. She was beautiful, but such garments were a norm for her; Twilight’s sudden interest in getting the girls’ attention just might see her win out.
“Do we have anything to drink?” Twilight asked, settling herself back on her feet and freed from Celestia’s embrace. “I wouldn’t mind something a little cold, if you have it.”
“I can certainly have something brought up,” Celestia replied, realizing the one detail she had forgotten was the colder libations. But no matter- a snap of her fingers and a bucket of ice materialized into the room, bearing a readied bottle of champagne. “Does an extra dry tickle your fancy?”
“Please.” A flick and Twilight’s hand now carried a fluted glass, soon filled with the bubbly liquid that suited their palate. A small sip, and a sigh; the long-awaited night had begun, and the two royals took to their usual seats.
“How have you been, Twilight?” Celestia inquired as she poured herself a small sampling of the liquid. “I’m sorry I haven’t been able to drop by lately. It’s been quite a season.”
“It’s all forgiven, I definitely know the feeling. I’ve been… well, tired, but I’ve been doing well,” Twilight said. “You know Ponyville; someone says ‘oops’ and then the whole village gets flooded.”
“You’re not bothered by that?” Celestia asked, surprised that the neurotic young woman said it so casually.
Twilight shrugged. “It’s the norm, I guess. At least I have company to help settle my nerves.”
“Very pleasurable company?”
Twilight took another sip of champagne and smiled. “I’d certainly say so.”
It was the most at ease regarding their whole union that the elder princess had seen her, Twilight always seemingly set aflutter and put to nerves by her more rambunctious partners. “I’m rather surprised at you,” Celestia remarked. “I was beginning to wonder if you were just always going to be nervous about the whole affair. Heaven knows you were fine once we got you started, but the before always seemed to have you so hesitant. Even I would have trouble luring you in. What changed your mind?”
“A little talk, that’s all,” Twilight answered, her grin becoming something rather cheeky.
As the younger woman shifted in her seat, the neckline of her dress fell just a tinge, enough for Celestia’s eyes to catch sight of an unusual mark on the side of Twilight’s neck- one just the perfect size for a human mouth to have made. Eyes went wide as laughter and surprise came together in an amused amalgamation, the sunlit princess saying, “Twilight, is that a hickey on your neck?”
Twilight paused; her gaze hardened and she put a hand to just above her collarbone, feeling the small strip of flesh that had caught her lover’s attention. “Oh for heaven’s sake, I told her-”
The apartment doors swung open with a crash, unable to withstand the full presence of the wild woman who strode through their open threshold. Beautiful Luna, Princess of the Moon, and currently keen on being the center of attention; the eyes of both Twilight and Celestia were upon her as she came to join them where they rested, the warrior princess comfortably adorned in a silken summer robe of crystalline silver that made her darker colors shimmer like ocean water- and upon her lovely face, a brilliant black eye.
“Luna!” Celestia leapt to her feet and rushed to her sister’s side, stricken by the sight of such an injury upon the face of one she so deeply cherished. “What on earth happened, are you alright?”
“I am perfectly fine, it is only a bruise,” Luna replied airily. “A kiss and I tell the story tonight?”
“You don’t even need to ask,” Celestia murmured, enwrapping her sister’s plump lips with her own in a kiss of its own personal magnificence. An ancient love between them, resurrected once more, flourished as they embraced in a union of passion, small sighs and motions between them shared and celebrated as tongue found tongue and danced together freely. It was a gesture of love so deeply ingrained into them both that to see it end felt unnatural, and all too soon; but end it did, the loving sisters coming apart and taking the moment to turn to their respective seats. Celestia settled herself against the corner of her loveseat, just enough for an extra person to close beside her-
“Mmm… don’t think I’ve forgotten you,” Luna purred, turning to the awaiting form of Twilight and slowly bringing their lips together, a small series of swift kisses putting the two women to giggles. “Hi, you sweet thing. It’s good to see you again.”
“You left me calling card on my neck last night,” Twilight said, pulling herself just a tinge away to let the slender threads of love between them shimmer. “Maybe next time you’ll listen when I ask you to be a bit gentler?”
“Oh, why complain? Didn’t you like having your way with me?”
Celestia had already been left disappointed when her sister had not chosen to promptly sit beside her and continue their union of love; to hear that Twilight and Luna had met without her was something scandalous. “And why didn’t I get an invitation to join you?” she asked loudly. “It’s not like I would’ve felt bothered.
“Don’t worry, sweet sister- I’ll make it up to you,” Luna teased, sticking out her tongue at her pouting sibling. “You can always have me whenever you want; I just dropped in to visit Twilight last night. Help give her a bit of a confidence boost.”
“And I couldn’t help with that..?”
“Oh, I’d much rather see you get the payoff,” Luna replied, settling beside Twilight and letting her wearied form sink into the comforting depths of the sofa. “Don’t you think she looks lovely tonight? You don’t even really have to imagine what she looks like underneath…”
Luna had clearly come tonight with the intent of showing off Twilight, no real effort in winning any competitions that they usually enjoyed. In fairness, Celestia didn’t mind that her sister was being so playful, or that Twilight seemed to be her particular focus tonight- but why they hadn’t invited her for last night’s amorous meeting was just a bit unfair.
“Did someone take a look at you yet?” Twilight asked, gently smoothing her fingers over the moonlight princess’ injury. “No concussion or anything, no break?”
“I’ve been attended to. I promise you both,” Luna said, her teasing tone dropping and becoming something softer. “It was just an unfortunate happenstance, that’s all. You’ll laugh when I tell you the story.”
“And when will that be?”
“I was figuring I would be able to the moment I arrived,” Luna said, her eyes drawn to the one empty seat that lay beside her amorous sister. “Where is Cadance? I thought I spied her on my way in.”
“She hasn’t made an appearance.”
“That’s not like her. She’s usually racing up to be here, practically begging for one of us to come be with her.”
Celestia grinned. “Did I ever tell you the story of how she and I almost got caught the last time I was in the Empire? We were on the balcony and she started trying to make me moan. Her guards thought one of was having an emergency!”
“I was having an emergency,” came the loveliest voice of the night. “I needed someone to love, and only Celestia was able to come rescue me.”
As Cadance swept into the room, it became immediately obvious as to who was going to be the center of attention, even Twilight’s marvelous efforts in amplifying her beauty left wanting as the angelic Princess of Love strode forth. Dressed in a crimson minidress that left little to the imagination, every perfect aspect of Cadance’s flawless figure was made to be seen; whether it be her voluptuous breasts that always left her lovers dazzled, or the sleek and sensuous form that made her so easy to adore- and due to her decision to forgo underwear, the fullness of her well-sculpted bottom was there for the ogling. Luscious hair and a glowing face made her irresistible was the cherry on top, a last bit of magnificence that made her such a perfect portrait.
But to the sweet-hearted woman, her efforts of loveliness were nothing to even sniff at; her eyes turned to Twilight and took sight of the tranquil beauty that gazed adoringly in return, Cadance’s dark gaze suddenly becoming a lustful smolder. “Twilight- oh my goodness, you look amazing!” she breathed, instantly coming over and sliding atop the starstruck woman’s lap. “Did you do this for me? Oh you shouldn’t have, it’s so perfect.” Her words left Twilight blushing, but there wasn’t a moment offered for a response to be given; Cadance swooped down and claimed Twilight’s lips in a magnificent kiss, wrapping herself about her lover as the lovesick woman began to delight her willing partner. Their tongues danced, their bodies melted, Cadance had never so desperately needed her fellow Princess so badly!
“Wow.” Even Luna, who considered herself a voracious woman in the bedroom, was left rather awestruck at the sapphic affection Cadance graced upon the youngest of their loving group. Moon and Sun were only able to stare and marvel as the Princess of Love at last separated herself from the depths of Twilight’s ravished mouth, the thick band between them swiftly plucked by eager fingers that saw the last of their intermingled saliva sucked away.
“It’s good to see you,” Cadance said cheerfully.
“You, too,” Twilight gasped. “Goodness, was that just for the dress?”
“And because I love you,” came the helpful reply, adding another kiss simply because she could. “It’s about time you dress the part. I think you win this one.”
“Not like you weren’t trying to give her a run for her money,” Luna remarked, her gaze fixated on the abundance of posterior that Cadance flaunted just beneath the edge of shortened fabric.
“Well, this is just the norm for me,” Cadance remarked, pulling Luna over and meeting the lips of her fellow wild princess in a slow display of their ravenous affections, “Sweet Twilight here is branching out. I can appreciate the unexpected.”
Celestia had, so far, found herself left romantically wanting so far. Twilight had been perfectly content to enjoy her presence upon arrival, but now found herself ensnared by Luna. Cadance had all but fixated on her from the moment she’d walked in; to be sitting on a snug loveseat with no one beside her wasn’t how she’d expected the night to begin at all- she was usually teasing Luna to distraction by now. But then again, it wasn’t too bad to enjoy a show, even if she felt like something about Cadance’s appearance was not quite correct…
Aha! “Cadance. Darling?” Celestia piped up.
“Yes, Auntie?” Cadance replied, whipping about in an instant, face bright and bust threatening to spill forth.
“Is there something you forgot to discard before you walked in?” Celestia asked, eyes falling onto the crystalline ornament. “Something shiny?”
Cadance’s eyes went upward as though she could see the crown that still adorned her head, the beautiful diadem a gleaming faux-pas that had been universally forbidden by each of them for whenever they came together. These were meant to be private periods of love and intimacy, with absolutely no rank or decorum that could hinder them- not even a hint of a crown was allowed in their presence.
“Oh no! I must’ve forgotten, I’m sorry! I was just trying to get here so fast,” Cadance bemoaned in a voice that sounded remarkably disingenuous. “I guess I’ll just have to own up, won’t I?”
Celestia smiled. “You must feel so embarrassed.”
Cadance grinned, a small snap of her fingers as they gave a soft glow; the zipper of her dress slid downwards and let the body-tight garment begin to hang more loosely upon her form, the beautiful princess the absolute center of all attentions. One small movement, then another; jeweled heels were tossed aside and clattered in the corner, then the dress slowly pulled down as the splendor of her figure was exposed, treasure by treasure: those voluminous breasts without flaw lay there for Celestia’s eyes to devour, her sleek waist soon after. As Cadance dipped down to fully free herself of restrictive fabric, a slight bend back- her bottom flashed before Luna and Twilight, begging to be touched and soon answered by a playful, unexpected spank from the suddenly teasing Princess of Friendship. All too soon and not soon enough was she fully naked, Cadance’s unparalleled beauty there before the eyes of her loving companions that now found themselves hungering for her.
“This is so embarrassing for me,” Cadance said lightly. “Oh well, guess I’ll just have to endure it tonight. Tia, sweetheart, would you mind if I took a seat?” Though her partner slid over to give a little extra room on the cozy loveseat, the nude princess instead plopped down atop her lap and threw her arms about the sun-kissed woman’s neck, perfectly comfortable and not at all inclined to sit elsewhere as she laid a watery, passionate kiss upon Celestia’s lips.
“You simply must have the spotlight, don’t you?” Luna remarked lightly, resting her cheek against her hand as she watched the two women become all the more entangled; Luna and Celestia were classical lovers when together, a long-held romance- Cadance tended to take the sunlit woman’s romanticism and push it into overdrive.
Cadance, happily busying herself with pleasuring Celestia’s tongue, had to retreat from a treasured pastime before giving an answer; Celestia gave a scowl, irritated that her partaking of the night’s festivities had been so rudely interrupted. “Did it bother you?”
Luna grinned. “No. But I still think I’m correct.”
“I am in a good mood and I wanted you all to enjoy it,” Cadance said, at last emitting a soft sigh as her long-winded entrance at last came to its conclusion, the silence of the four women able to grow and take time to rest. It had been too long since they had all been together, able to enjoy one another so freely; Cadance’s starved passions had waited patiently just as her fellow Princesses had, but to suddenly be so ravenous wasn’t an unfair reaction considering her status. “I’m really glad to see you all.”
Celestia nodded in assent. “I know we all have our duties to attend to, but… if you ever need me, please feel free to simply drop in. I most definitely wouldn’t be bothered, even if it was just one of you for a quick visit.”
“I’ll take you up on that, I can barely go a night without something- but hold that thought for a moment,” Cadance said, “Luna, what on earth happened to your eye?” The room erupted with laughter, the sweethearted woman left flummoxed as she suddenly became the butt of some unknown joke. “What? What did I say?”
“That is the exact same question we have all asked from the moment she arrived looking like half a panda,” Celestia answered. “We’ve yet to hear the tale, unfortunately.”
“Excuse me, I am your favorite half-a-panda,” Luna shot back. “When was the last time you didn’t want to be the little spoon, again?”
“Oh my gosh, she’s the little spoon?” Twilight gasped, seemingly delighted by this little revelation. “That is so cute, she never asks it of me!”
“I never knew it bothered you,” Celestia replied, unfazed by her sister’s intent to embarrass. “I don’t have to take lead every time we’re together, if you wanted to try…”
“I’d- well, I’d like to at least give it a shot…”
“Ooh, now that’s something I have to see,” Cadance said. “Twilight being dominant sounds, oh, just a little enticing.”
Luna grinned and said, “She can play rough if she wants to. And rather marvelously, too.”
“How did you find out?”
“We met up last night for a little roughhousing,” the warrior woman said, pulling at the neckline of Twilight’s dress to reveal the darkened hickey. “I told her to make me mew like a kitten.”
“And?” Cadance pressed. “How’d it go?”
“I made her squeal,” Twilight answered.
A small blush grew on Luna’s cheeks as laughter came to life, the thought of the fighting princess turned girlish once in the bedroom difficult to conceive of. But the tinge of red that showed its form did little to diminish her contentment, the memories of last night’s steamy encounter with the brilliant young woman too pleasurable to be overridden by any other emotion.
“Alright… so-” Celestia snapped her fingers, the bottle of champagne coming to life and pouring out further libations for the last of her two arrivals, the flutes happily accepted and helping to bring the room from its raucous atmosphere into something a little more tranquil. “If I was to pick this evening’s victor… Cadance, I almost always would give the honors to you, especially tonight. But you just so happened to choose the exact same night that Twilight chose to stand out…”
The resplendent woman had been more occupied with draining away her champagne than listening to the words spoken to her. “Hmm?” A brief glance as Cadance took notice. “Me, oh no- not tonight, for sure. I just wanted to be a tease and not even really try. Twilight wins without a doubt.”
“And I’m not in too much of a mood to try, myself,” Luna sighed. “Cellie, you know I adore you in that dress, but I’m for Twilight tonight.”
“As am I. Seems Twilight gets her pick of the litter tonight,” the sunlight princess declared. “I hope I’m the lucky one.”
Twilight surveyed her bevy of beloveds and could only grin at the thought. “I can’t really decide right now,” she said at last. “It’s not like each one of you isn’t tempting in your own way.”
“Oh, be decisive,” Luna chided gently. “You won’t hurt anyone’s feelings, you’ll just get first rites.”
“I did mean it, actually. I haven’t decided. Besides,” Twilight added, “It’s about time you told us what happened to you. Are you OK, really? You’ve been awful dodgy about the whole thing.”
The moonlight princess gave a small sigh, a wry smile forming on her lips. “I am fine, I promise. The circumstances in which I won it, however, were a little less than.”
“I can’t remember the last time someone managed to score a blow against you,” Celestia remarked. “Be so kind as to ease your favorite sister’s worries?”
Luna’s sigh deepened, she leaning back in her seat and choosing to stare at the ceiling rather than openly face her discomfort. “One of my officers has been having a rough period lately. A divorce has been weighing on his mind, and he has struggled with alcohol before. Just a bit after I left Twilight’s place, I was informed he was in a drunken rage and hazing my soldiers in the barracks.”
“Oh my-”
Luna nodded. “I intervened, and he turned on me faster than I had anticipated. It would have been an excellent swing if it hadn’t been for the reasons it came.”
“Goodness! And what did you do?” Cadance asked.
“At first, nothing. He seemed to not really recognize who he’d just attacked,” Luna replied. “When he did… well, the other soldiers held him down and bound him. Once he was subdued, I had him thrown in a cell; he’ll remain there until his trial.”
Celestia’s heart reached out for her beloved sister, seeing the despondence on her face clear as day. Luna had always been devoted to her soldiers, eager to share in their struggles and hardships. To have one wrestle so openly and wound her, even if done out of inebriation, was likely a cutting blow. “I’m sorry, Lulu,” she whispered. “Is there anything you’d like me to do to help?”
The moonlit princess shook her head. “Just be comfort for me, as always. What more can I ask of you three?”
“Anything, and you know it,” her sister murmured. “Or at least I hope you do.”
“I do. But for now, this is more than enough. I get to be myself for an evening with my favorite people in the world.”
“Would it cheer you up if I recalled another story of Canterlot’s worst bachelor?”
Eyes went wide. “You don’t mean Blueblood- not again!” Cadance cried.
“Ever the playboy, and absolutely no skill in hiding his tracks,” Celestia said drily. “Is it bad for me to say I’m looking for an excuse to throw him out?”
“Not at all!” Twilight cried, remembering the boorish man’s horrific treatment of Rarity some years back. “What did he do now? Get caught with someone’s wife?”
Celestia hesitated. “Umm… well, actually-”
“No!”
“It’s actually even worse than that,” Celestia continued, cringing every second she had to recall the story. “He’s been having some affair with one of the castle’s laundry maids, apparently. She went to visit his quarters and found him with some Manehatten socialite-”
“Oh, I bet that went well-”
“And her daughter.”
The bombshell had its immediate effect, every jaw left hanging at its impact. “I don’t- oh my gosh, how did he survive? I can’t believe one of them didn’t throttle him on the spot!”
“Neither can I. I’ve sent him away from the castle for the time being to let me figure out what to do with him,” Celestia groaned. “Every time I think I can fix him, Blueblood decides to reinvent his own idiocy. I’ve never met another like him.”
“I’d shudder if you did,” Luna remarked. “The world isn’t a kind place, but one Blueblood is more than enough of a punishment.”
“I don’t know whether I should feel thankful or ashamed for having had things so cushy since we last met,” Cadance said. “I’ve hardly had to lift a finger around the Empire to fix things, it’s been so quiet. I’ve been starting to feel bored lately but maybe I should just count my blessings.”
“Hope you don’t mind me being envious, at least,” Twilight countered, now eyeing her cheerful partner with some measure of resentment. “If you’ve been so bored, why haven’t you come to visit? I would’ve loved to spend a few nights with you!”
Cadance’s sigh was a wistful one, overly dramatic. “Bureaucracy is what makes it boring, unfortunately. My life has been paperwork and politics almost non-stop.”
“Then you definitely should’ve come to visit.”
“I’ll make it up to you sometime, if it means that much to you,” the loving woman teased. “How does being served dinner with me in a bunny suit sound?”
Twilight considered the offer, one apparently thought of as a worthy one by her fellows. “On one condition,” she said after a time, “A bunny suit- but you give me a strip show, too.”
“Oh! Twilight being devious all of a sudden!” Luna said, a bark of laughter at the unexpected reply. “I’m so proud of you tonight, where has this been all this time?”
Cadance didn’t even feign offense at the request, her eyes gleaming with pleasure at the moment that was eventually to come. “Now why didn’t I think of that?” she wondered. “Goodness, I can hardly wait myself. I’ll sit on your lap and feed you if you so much as ask.”
“How do you survive, Cadance?” Celestia asked of the beauteous woman in her lap, raised eyebrows at her consistent hunger. “I know being a Princess puts us into something of a sexual overdrive, but even you seem to take it to another level.”
“Princess of Love? I’m always ready for another round,” was the swift reply. “Hardly a surprise, of course.”
“Mmm, how does right now s-”
“Wait! Wait a minute, I just remembered something,” Luna cried, cutting through a conversation that was quickly becoming intimate. “Twilight, I have to ask you-”
“Please don’t-”
“Wait, ask her what?” Cadance inquired, turning from Celestia’s awaiting lips to listen in once more. “Twilight, what did you do?”
Celestia huffed. “Oh for heaven’s sake, can I get one moment tonight-”
“Twilight, I saw what Ponyville looked like when I was there. The whole village was covered in cobwebs,” Luna said. “You have to tell me what happened. You even promised me you would.”
Twilight shut her eyes tight, so much that it seemed likely she was seeing stars and sparks go flying in the forced black. “It was… not fun,” she said flatly.
“What happened this time? You’ve always got something,” Celestia asked. May as well join in and listen.
The brilliant princess took a slow sigh and wondered if she should even continue. “We had- well, an incident. In the forest. And then that incident somehow decided that it needed to come crawling into town.”
“Wait, crawling?”
“I don’t know what caused it to happen, but…” Twilight took one last deep breath as though set to plunge. “The forest sent out- spiders. Giant spiders. And they tried to eat the whole village.”
Even Luna, the wasteland wanderer, had to give a double-take when informed of the news. “Gian- giant spiders,” she echoed. “How… how big do they need to be to be considered giant?”
Twilight looked ready to cry. “They stood all the way to my waist,” she answered.
“Ugh! That’s disgusting!” Cadance cried, absolutely repulsed by the merest thought of such a grotesque creature. “I would’ve burned the whole town down, forget rescue. Goodness, Twilight, you’re as brave as anyone I’ve ever met. I can’t even imagine.”
“It’s bad enough thinking about it, honestly.” Another quick gulp of champagne as though she needed it to wipe away the memory. “They weren’t even trying to eat anyone, they just wanted to eat the actual town itself. But the size of them- and the smell!”
“That’s enough, thank you,” Cadance interjected, wrapping her naked form more tightly about Celestia. “Tia, sweetheart, mind helping me stop this story?”
“What- but you asked!” Twilight replied. And it wasn’t even like she’d wanted to recall the story in the first place…
“Only because I didn’t know it was going to be about spiders,” Cadance countered. “You could have said anything, you know. It could have been a thundering herd of bunnies instead.”
“We had a herd of bunnies once, actually. Ate all the flowers in town.”
“I don’t believe it. How does she always have something happening around her?” Luna bemoaned. “I have to go out into the cesspits of the kingdom to stir up adventure and you just have it waltz into your front door.”
“You can have it, I promise. Just let me finish the castle’s library and get the friendship school running smoothly.”
“Have any more students arrived lately?” Celestia inquired. “I spoke with an emissary from the Arabias, he was wondering if there were any open slots left for him to send some of the royal family.”
“At the moment, yes. But only a few, and I won’t turn away anyone who asks to enroll,” Twilight answered.
“Any new classes?” Cadance added, her tone unexpectedly playful. “You don’t mean only just to teach them how to be friends.”
Twilight, too intelligent to miss her beloved’s clear signals, could only stare. “Cadance, I’m not going to teach seduction in a classroom. That’s weird.”
“You could always ask for my help, if you want,” the sweet woman teased. “A little example?”
“That’s undignified.”
“Only a little one, it doesn’t have to be much. Only two of the most beautiful women in the world, teaching so many eager students how to be more than just friends…”
“Cadance.”
The loving princess could only pout, her partner’s flat tone a final one. “And you’ve been so brave tonight,” she said. “And here I thought we could liven things up.”
“That’s what tonight’s for, Cadance,” Twilight said.
“And every night, sweetheart,” came the instant reply. “Come on, let me have a little fun… I promise you’ll enjoy it.”
Twilight’s will was starting to weaken. Despite all her efforts to genuinely relax for a time and enjoy the company of her fellow princesses, the mood kept turning away from the everyday and towards more sensuous lines of thought. Cadance’s switch was always ready to flip, Celestia had been a lost cause almost from the moment she’d arrived, and Luna seemed eager to continue on the last night’s festivities. Surrounded by their trio of awaiting faces, the strength to simply carry on was becoming more difficult with each passing second.
“I’ve missed you, you know,” Cadance drawled, her steady place adorning Celestia’s neck starting to weaken. “You remember our weekend at the beach?”
“The one at the start of summer?” Her words were a little shakier, the flood of memories beginning to pour in from what had been a sultry, romantic week. And it had been just the two for only a little while. When Luna and Cellie had snuck down to join in the fun…
“Can you believe it’s been that long since I felt you? You wouldn’t keep your princess waiting for so long on purpose unless you needed to.” Her lovely eyes glistened with sorrow, and a longing that begged to be fulfilled. Of all of them, Cadance knew best how to tempt and weaken their will. “I mean… you do love me, don’t you?
“It’s not like I haven’t missed you, too” the young woman said in her defense, “I’d like to be like this more often.”
“Would you prove it for me, please?” Cadance plied, her voice now a syrupy sweetness. “Give your favorite princess a reminder.”
Celestia had to bite her lip to hold back the grin, but still rolled her eyes. “Cadance, you wouldn’t happen to be trying to be Twilight’s first pick for the night, would you?”
“Oh, don’t be jealous, Tia. I’ll always have eyes for you,” the bright princess said, placing a slow kiss on her sunlit partner’s cheek. “But could you even hope to blame me? Just look at her… that dress, that perfect face, those luscious breasts just a fabric’s length away. How could you resist?”
A fair assessment, Celestia admitted. Twilight had certainly found a way to be center of attention throughout the evening and was the object of more than a few lustful stares. And she was so fetching in that periwinkle dress, a marvel of classic beauty that so perfectly clashed with the teasing, sultry words that had streamed from her smooth lips. The thought of Twilight taking charge and being dominant for an evening was something she’d never considered but now couldn’t ignore. The sunkissed royal wanted to be a damsel in distress, desperate for rescue from this brilliant woman. To be saved and ravished and loved until she sung aloud-
“Someone on your mind, Cellie?” Luna inquired, knowing what now ran through her sister’s thoughts. “Struggling?”
“Oh, I can’t bring myself to wait any longer,” Celestia moaned, surprising even herself at just how deeply she meant it. “Twilight, darling, don’t keep us waiting.”
“Don’t put pressure on her. It’s her choice tonight,” Luna chided, more at ease than her companions even though her words hardly sounded genuine. “If Twilight just feels like relaxing for a little while, surely we can wait.”
“I’m sorry, I can’t,” Cadance countered in a husky voice. “Oh my god, Twilight, just one more kiss, please?”
Twilight had turned a rather deep shade of red despite her best efforts, even though she found herself heartily enjoying the experience of being so openly desired. To have such sweet, beautiful women so deeply craving her body was an intoxicating feeling- and one she could easily get used to. Sure, it was the norm for the four of them, but to be all of their focus at once and put on a pedestal? That was something she would have to hold to, again and again. And to think I never let myself really enjoy myself before, she wondered. If she was the Number One Princess tonight, then she should at least make it a night worth enjoying. Especially with Cadance so blatantly begging for her, that beautiful body struggling to hold back her passions. Even Celestia, usually calmer and more controlled than her sister, was clearly anguished with longing; she needed love, and she wanted it from Twilight. And they looked so comfortable together, the beautiful Princess of Love unblemished by clothing and in the Sun Princess’ lap-
Well… I can certainly indulge myself a little, can’t I?
“Cadance?”
The sweet-faced beauty brightened with relief at the call of her name. “Yes, Twilight?”
Twilight’s smile was small, coy; she was clearly thinking this through for exactly how she wanted their night to truly begin, and keeping the suspense to a night unbearable level. “I think Celestia is feeling a little lonely. Would you- cheer her up, for me?”
“Oh. Oh.” Cadance’s gleaming eyes became slits, her romantically inclined mind quick to understand her role in the night’s festivities. “Only if you want me to, dearest.”
“I think I do.” Twilight leaned back in her seat and eyed the two women with no small amount of interest, clearly eager to see her senses satisfied. “Make your favorite Princess happy.”
“So bossy tonight,” Celestia murmured, leaning close to her amorous beloved and leaving them separated by only a hair’s breadth. “I think we’ve been commanded, Cadance.”
“Mmm, and I like it,” Cadance breathed, sealing the gap between the two in a slow, soft kiss- just a taste, a teasing. This was meant to be gentle and sweet to the eyes rather than a ferocious ravishing. Tonight she was a musician, and Twilight her maestro; loathe was she to underperform. As she retreated from Celestia’s plying mouth for only a heartbeat and then back to find those jeweled lips eagerly awaiting, she found herself enjoying the moment already. And I haven’t even gotten started yet!
Celestia sighed in contentment, at last able to truly enjoy herself for the first time since Twilight had arrived. Constantly torn away from each partner before she could really soak in the moment had been terrible; no sweet nothings with Twilight, no sloppy display with her sister, no sapphic self-indulgence with Cadance, just one heartbreak after the other. She had been longing for this night for far too long now, her body tearing itself apart as that overpowering passion that only a Princess could know wreaked its havoc upon her; no means by which to relieve the pressure- until now! Cadance so deep in her arms, so happily finding her lips in kiss after kiss that made her heart sing until she struggled to ease into the moment and truly enjoy it. She wanted to smolder, but continued to match her partner for a little longer. After all, this was what Twilight wanted, wasn’t it? To see two beautiful women make out for her viewing pleasure, adore their bodies as they bonded so intimately? And her sister there, too, enjoying the show. She’d never considered the thought of being bossed around by Twilight in the bedroom before, the bright woman often hesitant in the realms of the romantic; it was a nice thought-
No, a wonderful one. Intoxicating and sexy, fiery-!
Celestia threw her arms about Cadance’s waist and pushed against her, the two women falling back against the arm of the loveseat as she could no longer contain herself. This was perfect! Embracing one she loved for the satisfaction of her beloveds had incensed the oft-tranquil woman; she delved more deeply into Cadance’s lips, eager to at last dive deep and make her mark. If Cadance would only give in already!
“Mmm…” The glorious Princess of Love plucked her partner before Celestia could even react; tongue fully ensnared between her lips, a delicacy that had to be enjoyed. She sucked deeply, thoroughly, needing more of Celestia’s flavor to relish. There couldn’t be enough, not in a moment like this. She bound herself all the more tightly to that resplendent body, desperate to have no space between them; a rocking motion as they began to drown in their passions, adding further fuel to their fire. And then they danced, sweet tongues there to find the other and enjoy the fullness of presence until they were drunk with their love. Cadance could not contain Celestia’s fervor within, their delicious pink morsels frolicking in the open as each new stroke and lick only drove her wild. She needed this…
Luna was not used to being a spectator when it came to her sister’s sapphic passions. Their nights in the castle were always spent together, always naked and entangled until their juices flowed together freely. She knew those lips, knew that body- but up close and personal, not from a distance. Not as a viewer of Celestia’s beginnings of foreplay, she and Cadance absolutely melting into one another’s arms, bodies grinding against each other with each new kiss, each new tonguestroke.
Celestia was her oldest love, her most intimate partner- and she rather liked this view because of it. Rarely did she watch, but goodness her sister could kiss! And Cadance was a beautiful pro, so joyously passionate, eliciting all the right cries and muffled moans from Celestia’s occupied lips. It was beautiful to watch, and becoming all the more difficult to just watch-
“Jealous, Luna?” Twilight’s voice was there to whisper into her ear, the moonlit princess not daring to turn away from this magnificent display. “I hope you’re not mad at me.”
“No,” she whispered. “Cellie- oh my god…”
“Hot?”
“And needing to be bothered,” Luna begged. “Twi-”
Twilight had her in an instant, and the relief came just as quickly. She was utterly enraptured by this young woman’s prowess, a contented captive as she felt herself overwhelmed. It was an unusual thing, to be so overpowered in the ways of love; she was dominant and strong, fierce and ravenous- but Twilight had her! Twilight’s tongue was already diving deep, already plucking away at her own and seeing it satisfied. Oh, this was so perfect, so new-! Resistance was a fool’s daydream, her only course of action being to ravish right back and meet her partner’s salivating massage with what effort she could manage under such awe. “Mmm!” The mewling cry that came from her heart was the highest praise she could hope to give, another coming just as quickly when she felt Twilight’s hands leave their place about her face and slither down beneath her robes where breastflesh awaited its satisfaction.
“Mmwah!” Twilight withdrew slowly, turned to smiles when she caught sight of her lover’s enchanted visage. “Feeling better?”
“No,” Luna said thickly, thoroughly satisfied and scandalized that it had somehow ended. “Can’t we just-”
“Don’t you want to help out your sister?”
Luna glowed with anticipation. She most certainly did.
Celestia’s golden garment was being hastily tossed aside as best as Cadance could manage, the thin filament of clothing too much for them to bear; they needed to feel one another fully, in totality. They were finding one another again and again, moans and cries and coos left stifled by the wondrous skills their tongues continued to provide for one another, but it was still not enough, not enough! She was in love, entranced, and most definitely lovesick. If she was not satisfied, did not make love with Cadance this very instant, then she would absolutely burst. And all for sweet, beautiful, perfect Twilight!
She had to pull back, to give a cry; but as Cadance did so, so again she found her salivating tongue attacked by Celestia’s incensed form- and then another, a new sensation she hadn’t yet felt in this blissful union. That slower, more tender sensation upon her pink muscle, gently luring her away from her frenzied passions for just enough to set her mind at ease. Twilight was with her now, adding her own mouth to the mix. Oh, this was so much better, this added feeling that made her want to sing. The beautiful body she’d craved from the moment she’d walked through the door was finally seeking her out, and Cadance couldn’t bear to let it slip away again.
As Princess found Princess for only a moment more, the four women at last surfaced from the depths of their love and found themselves a flush-faced, flustered, and excessively aroused mess. Celestia had been pulled back and ensnared by Luna, sister meeting sister for a bout of lapping, sloppy kisses while Cadance’s flame had been softened and turned warm by Twilight. As they regarded one another a bit longer, all they could do was laugh at themselves; desire had fully taken them all, and none had been able to ignore its call. Their laughter turned soft as they found another all the more tightly wound, kisses placed upon lips whenever one became free until the four at last were unified by one long, glowing series of licks that brought them together, and oh so very close.
“I’ve missed you girls,” Cadance breathed, happier and more herself than she’d been in far too long. “I think we need to let Twilight be in charge a little more often.”
“Only every now and then. I’d hate to have too much of a good thing,” Twilight said, a kiss on Cadance’s cheek soon placed. “But all the same…” she eyed her companions hungrily, one hand coming to her breast and pulling at the neckline of her dress. “Bedroom?”
“Bedroom.”
Author's Note
Have you ever been so disappointed with a story that you write a sequel just to get over being pissed off?
Hopefully this turned out better. I at least liked writing this one more.
Enjoy, I guess.
