Alicorn Bonds

Dear Princess Celestia,

I can’t sleep at night. Maybe this is more of a worry for Princess Luna, but I simply know you much better, and I feel that in the fourteen years you’ve known me, since I was just a little filly, you’d know me better than anyone, except maybe my parents and Princess Cadance. Still, I must say, every night since the day I became an alicorn, I’ve been feeling… strangely. I can’t stop… feeling warm and… sensitive. I’m sure I don’t need to specify where. Is this a simple case of growing pains? Just something that comes with having recently become an alicorn? Because if so, it’s going on two months now, and it’s getting unbearable! In fact, just writing this letter brings them back. I haven’t been able to get a good night’s rest in a week. Please, any advice you can give would be greatly appreciated.

Your faithful student,

Twilight Sparkle

. . .

Dear Twilight Sparkle,

I am so sorry to hear about how you have been feeling lately! I know more than most the toll a bad night’s sleep for a long time can take on a pony, but rest assured, I believe I know what could be ailing you. I have had my personal physicians narrow it down to a couple possibilities; I am sure that your friends will understand that you may need to spend a few weeks here to get this all sorted out, and so you can rest properly before you go back to Ponyville. So please, come to Canterlot as soon as you reasonably can. Together, we can figure out a way forward.

Always yours,

Princess Celestia

. . .

The day after Celestia sent her reply to Twilight, the Princess of Friendship glided into the balcony where she knew Celestia frequently welcomed her arrivals for non-formal occasions. Though Twilight, with the help of Rarity, did appear presentable, Celestia’s practiced eyes saw the dark half-circles expertly covered with makeup, and Twilight’s eyes fixed upon her regal form, never deviating away from her body. In her simple teal dress and golden jewelry, accompanied by golden high-heels that exposed her pristine feet clad with pink and teal toe rings, Celestia appeared surprisingly casual to anyone but Twilight and her friends. “It’s good to see you, Twilight,” she greeted, sitting just inside of the balcony door on a plush couch, “Please, come in, come in, if anything will help you sleep, as much as I hate to admit it, staying out of the sunlight will help.” She said with a smirk at her own joke, as Twilight eagerly stepped through the doorway and shut the door behind her before collapsing onto the couch.

“Thanks, Princess,” Twilight said as she lay her head back, spreading her arms on the top of the couch’s back cushion, “Anything that could help with this would be welcomed at this point. I… feel a lot better actually. Still feeling the… sensation, but it’s not as overpowering as it was.”

Celestia nodded her head as she gently took Twilight’s hand, rubbing it gently in both of hers. “I think I know what it is, Twilight. I had a lot of time to think on it, and it reminded me of when Luna and I received our crowns. I believe that the same thing that happened to us as is happening to you.”

“Well, how did you fix it?” Twilight asked, eagerly, the looks of exhaustion briefly lifting from her face.

“Let me start at the beginning, then.” Celestia said, clearing her throat before taking a deep breath.

“Even as foals, and growing up into our adolescence, Luna and I rarely stayed apart. We even shared the same bed for many years after most foals would start to want their own. Many in the Council of Elders, responsible for raising us to adulthood, felt that we needed to be weaned off of each other so we would not seem too… different from those we would soon rule over. They felt that there was something wrong with us, and so for years they tried to limit the time we spent together, until we finally came of age. The entirety of the time, an entire four years, we felt the same agony you did whenever we were apart. But the watchful eyes of our teacher, Miss Hayweather, always seemed to find us whenever we would sneak off to see each other.”

“How horrible!” Exclaimed Twilight, her face falling as she listened to the story. “That’s… that’s just cruel, to keep two ponies as close as you two apart like that just because they didn’t like it!”

Celestia nodded as she caressed Twilight’s hand. “That is why when we came of age, my first act as Princess was to dissolve the Council of Elders and strip them of their authority. They were never allowed to enter Canterlot again, but I believe that the toll it took on Luna could not be reversed. Being apart from me for so long, she grew resentful. Even after I lifted the restrictions the Council placed upon us, Luna stayed away from me. For a long time I wondered if the bond we shared really did die, and after she became Nightmare Moon, I simply accepted it as fact. But then a unicorn I had trained for twelve years returned Luna to me, as she was when I left her.”

Celestia looked into Twilight’s eyes, and smiled. Twilight blushed a little and smiled back.

“And that night, well… we bonded in a way we did not even before we were separated. A thousand years apart, I barely had time to write you letters, though I did write them,” she clarified with a chuckle, “But… Luna and I realized that the bond we shared was something… more than sisterly love. We assumed that it was just something specific to us, but then something peculiar happened. Cadance, in delivering us notice that she and Shining Armor were to marry in Canterlot, confided in me that she felt much the same way we did. Her words were quite similar to those in your letter, Twilight.”

“Well… what did you do to help her?” Twilight asked.

“We spent an entire month together, Twilight. Shining Armor was deployed and would not return for three more months, and Cadance, Luna, and I grew our bond, and now… well it is almost as if Luna and I really are her aunts!” she suggested, to the amusement of Twilight.

“She does call you that a lot, ‘Auntie Celestia.’” She replied with a light laugh, “Well, how did you two grow your bond?” she asked.

“We spent time together, as friends… and as a family. For you see Twilight, you, Luna, Cadance, and I are all now related. Perhaps not in the traditional sense, but still, in a way, by blood. Luna and I are the last natural-born alicorns in the world, and thus any we create are going to be drawn to us. To spend time with each other, and to bond with each other, you see, will certainly alleviate the feelings you experience.”

Twilight’s eyebrow raised as her brow furrowed a little. “But… what exactly do we need to do?”

Blushing slightly, Celestia put a closed fist to her mouth and coughed a little. “It is not one specific thing or series of actions like one can find in a healing manual or in the doctor’s diagnostic books,” she explained, “This is more an art than a science, Twilight. But I promise you, by the end of the time you are here, we will have this figured out.” She explained, before her face lit up, and she raised her index finger pointed towards the sky. “Ah! I have just the idea! My vacation home!”

“The… winter palace outside of the Crystal Empire?” Twilight asked, her facial expression barely changed from before.

“Something cozier,” Celestia suggested, “I have a cabin about twenty miles north of the Kirin village. Luna and I used it when we needed to get away. Far away from the public eye, too, so we can always get as much privacy as we need.”

“I don’t think I understand where this is going…”

“Don’t worry Twilight,” Celestia reassured her student, “It will make sense very soon. I could tell you but… well, do you remember when you realized that the magic of friendship was within you and your friends all on your own?””

Twilight nodded.

“Imagine if I had simply told you to make friends so you could defeat Nightmare Moon because the power was in them. What would be different about how you approached it?”

Twilight opened her mouth to reply, but as her eyes widened, and pupils dilated slightly, she closed it.

“…Oh! I see! They wouldn’t have actually been my friends, just means to an end. And that’s not what friendship is all about at all!”

“I knew you’d get it my faithful student,” Celestia said as she gave Twilight a hug, before teleporting the two away from the balcony and out to the cabin.

“Oh my!” Twilight exclaimed as she found that indeed, the cabin she now sat inside had that very cozy vibe to it all. Only two stories and about the size of a small house, it was quite something. Small by the standards of what she imagined royalty would have, but certainly the size of a home for a family of four, even if only Celestia and Luna ever spent time here.

“It is something, I agree,” Celestia said as she gazed upon the scenery. Basic decorations, simple lamps adorned the walls, a fireplace set up in finely crafted stonework, with some magically-powered lamps around the area. “I always find myself relaxed when I come here, like the problems and stresses of ruling Equestria just… fade away.”

“Well, what if something comes up while you’re here?” Twilight wondered.

“Raven, my secretary, knows how to send me a magical message in case of emergency. So did her predecessor, and all the ones before her, but it has not been needed in centuries, and this time, Luna is perfectly capable of contacting me should anything arise,” she explained, “I trust her to hold down the proverbial fort until I return. But let us not focus on that, let us focus on the here and now, Twilight.” She explained, as she stood up from the comfy couch as she took Twilight on a tour of the home-away-from-home. The cozy home had a spacious kitchen, a wonderfully lit dining area for four, the living room easily able to seat four, and a small reading room full of arcane tomes and storybooks for study and relaxation. Upstairs sat five bedrooms, with four possessing spacious mattresses fit for royalty, while the fifth was locked.

“What’s in that room?” Twilight asked.

“Private,” Celestia replied, calmly but reassuringly. “Don’t worry, I won’t leave you alone while you’re here,” she said, “Maybe one day you will be ready to come in with me, but for now, you need not worry. Here, this bedroom will be suitable for you.” She explained as she walked Twilight over to the bedroom to the far end of hallway, on the opposite end of the hallway from Celestia’s.

Twilight’s bedroom featured a small bookshelf, a reading and writing desk, and a spacious bed featuring her cutie mark on it.

“How did you… How did you know to put that there?” she asked, incredulously.

“I decided it would be a theme,” Celestia explained, “Four royals, four bedrooms. Each themed after one. Plus, if all of us ever came here, it would only be fitting we each stay in the room fashioned after what we like,” she explained as she gently hugged Twilight to the side. “Now, it’s almost lunchtime, so if you want to freshen up, the communal shower is connected to my bedroom,” she explained, motioning towards the room with her cutie mark design on it. “Don’t worry, I’ll give you your privacy,” she chuckled as she sauntered away towards the stairway. “I’ll go fix us something to eat, and then we can do… whatever we like!” she said happily as she smiled at Twilight and headed downstairs.

Twilight watched her long-time mentor stride away, her supple and very, very generous curves swaying with each step as she stepped down the stairs. She already began to hear the “fwoosh” or flames on the stove in the kitchen, and decided to step into Celestia’s bedroom. She saw that it was actually quite sparse, compared to the lavish decorations at the castle in Canterlot and the Winter Palace just outside the Crystal Empire. Still, Twilight closed the door and began to disrobe, tossing each article into a small pile by Celestia’s bed. Though before she turned to the bathroom, she noticed something. One of the pictures propped up on the bedside table. Three, in fact. One depicted Celestia and Luna together, with Celestia hugging Luna from behind, as Luna wore a fine Gala-style dress, with probably the most genuine, joyous face anyone had ever seen. Twilight, despite following the development of history books in the time since Luna’s return, did not recognize this picture. Then she noticed that Celestia’s right hand, and Luna’s left were interlaced together, almost hidden under Luna’s dress. Celestia bore a wide smile, eyes closed, and a beautiful white-and-gold dress, and fine pearl earrings.

Twilight thought back to Celestia, as she sat nude on the bed, gazing at the picture, and smiled. She always imagined Celestia as this serene, level-headed ruler of Equestria. Yet here she was, so joyous and so close with her sister, just as she explained in the story from before. “A thousand years apart, and they’re closer than they’ve ever been,” she commented to herself as she set the picture down, and picked up another. This one depicted Celestia, Luna, and Cadance together. A cake in the background had candle-toppers depicting the number 20. The three royals were all smiles, and they remained in a three-way hug that faced the camera, with Cadance in the middle as she wore a light blue dress, while Luna was on the left, clad in a dress of champagne gold, and Celestia was on the right, clad in a dress of tasteful silver. “Cadance’s 20th birthday… the first one after we brought back the Crystal Empire. I remember this one… she spent so much time that day with those two. I was starting to get jealous!” she chuckled. She then looked a little closer, and noticed a strange ring on Cadance’s finger. The resolution could not reveal what exactly it was, but Cadance never wore a ring on her left ring finger before… not since the wedding with Shining was cancelled. She remembered how surprisingly well he took it, then and now. How happy he was for her and how they stayed “great friends” and remained her royal consort and most important advisor. She never said anything about finding someone else she wanted to marry.

Confused, Twilight put the picture down and picked up the last one. This one, not on a same theme with the others, depicted the group photograph she took with her friends after their first year together. She smiled gently as she remembered this moment very fondly. “Aww…” she said, “Celestia must’ve been so proud of me.” Twilight smiled and hugged the picture gently against her smooth, purple skin and sizeable breasts. Her ears flicked as she felt a tingle down her spine, and spread through her body, giving her goosebumps. “Heh, better go shower,” she said as she placed the photograph back on the table and walked over to the bathroom.

Feeling no need to close the bathroom door, she simply stepped into the shower and turned the water on, and began her usual ritual of showering, though making some adjustments to the unique products Celestia kept. The shower, though, was surprisingly spacious. Three showerheads dangled from the ceiling and the shower was spacious enough to fit five people. Twilight thought little of it as she continued to scrub out her mane and caught a small whiff of the food Celestia cooked downstairs, immediately below the room. She remained fairly rote in her shower routine, covering the basics, head, underarms, under her breasts, between her legs, even down to her feet, before washing out her tail and mane. As she rinsed out her tail, she started thinking about the closeness that Celestia and Luna shared, the bond that she supposedly needed to get herself to sleep again. She still felt the grogginess of it all, but thinking of those pictures, the happiness they felt, how comfortable they seemed, she felt it lift. She imagined herself next to Celestia, holding hands with her like Luna did, and being beside the tall, beautiful monarch. She found herself imagining her curves, the slight cleavage she showed sometimes at the gala, her strong, smooth legs, the cute little toe rings she wore, and that very hefty rear that held its form perfectly even in all the thousands of years she had been alive. She felt a desire to gaze upon her, to hold her hand, and to lean in…

Twilight let out a gasp and felt her body tense up, her abs tighten as she dug her index and middle finger inside deep, before she felt herself tense up there, and release her fluids. Panting, and feeling her perspiration, she finally came to her senses, and realized what she just did! Withdrawing her fingers from her vagina, she gazed upon them, and realized that she still leaked from there. Quickly she rinsed her hand off and went about washing between her legs once more. She felt embarrassed; this was so unlike her! She thought she grew out of such base desires since becoming a princess, but here she was, the Princess of Friendship, lusting after her teacher, her mentor! Yet despite the taboo, she realized that she felt more awake than in the last six months. Now finally clean, she rubbed her eyes and shook her head before stepping out of the shower and grabbing a towel.

She came downstairs in some clothes that she magically conjured, considering she did not think to bring any clothes with her. They were a simple, casual plaid skirt down to her knees and a collared shirt with appropriate and simple underwear underneath. Her mane and tail fixed, she stepped into the kitchen, and saw Celestia smiling as she was just setting some plates down. Some simple grilled sandwiches for the two of them.

“Wow, Twilight,” Celestia commented as she looked into Twilight’s eyes, “You look markedly improved already!”

“Yeah the… shower really seemed to help. I have no idea why, since the shower at my place didn’t work before…”

“Maybe you just needed a change of scenery,” Celestia suggested as she began eating the sandwich.

Twilight smirked and blushed a little, finding her eyes wandering down Celestia’s body… from her well-defined face to her hefty bust, and the long horn from her forehead. Even without the crown on her head, Celestia’s very visage emanated regal beauty to Twilight.

In the middle of chewing, Celestia’s eyes looked up, meeting Twilight’s.

Blushing, Twilight looked down at her sandwich and quickly stuffed the biggest bite she could into her mouth, chewing it with unnatural determination.

Just outside of Twilight’s view, a smirk grew on Celestia’s muzzle, before she too continued eating.