Hivemind Control

As it so happens, Fleur's issues upstairs were a bit more intense than originally stated. She'd been wearing a beautiful salmon silk dress, which was now ruined by a large splotch of sticky red wine. It had soaked through to her coat, and she was now completely nude, scrubbing down her shoulder in an attempt to clean it of all of the wine.

She turned as soon as Luna came in, scowling. But as soon as she saw who it was, her face softened, and she bowed. "Princess Luna. Please, forgive my indecency."

"Of course," answered Luna nonchalantly. "I'm here to help, after all. Your husband is seeing to the guests. How can I assist?"

Fleur gestured to a wardrobe on the far wall. "I need a new dress. The one I was wearing is ruined. Could you pick something for me? It would really save me some time."

Luna made her way over to the wardrobe and started flipping through the dresses. It was no wonder that Fleur always overdressed for these things; all of her dresses were grand, bombastic, and made to draw the eye. There were dresses that likened her to a seapony, dresses that compared her to various birds, and even one that was decorated with real antlers. But nothing small and simple. It was as if her wardrobe had been purpose-built to draw all eyes to her.

"These are lovely," marveled Luna, "But I don't see anything that can fit with the low-energy theme for this event."

"I know," replied Fleur. "I can't help myself. No less than thirty times, I've gone shopping with the express purpose of purchasing something small and easy and simple, but then I see the next big thing, and I just have to have it. The dress I was going to wear tonight, the one that's now covered in a wine stain, I was so happy to have, because for once I wouldn't feel like a spotlight hog."

Luna turns around as Fleur sniffles. As she's patting her shoulder with a towel to dry it, a line of mascara is running down either cheek. She was actually hurt that her new low-profile dress was destroyed.

Luna walked over and placed her hoof on Fleur's shoulder. "It'll be alright. You go fix your makeup real quick, and I'll handle the dress."

With a nod from Fleur, Luna returned to the wardrobe. There had to be something in here that she could simplify. After flicking through the selection twice, she decided to take out the bluejay dress, and began removing accessories en masse. Fleur could not see exactly what was happening, but did as Luna had asked. Just as she was finishing up her contouring, Luna pulled out her new dress. It wasn't as well-suited to the occasion as the salmon dress had been, and the lack of accoutrements meant that it didn't blend as well with her mane, but it was the best she could do on short notice.

After slipping it on, Luna helped with the zipper, and Fleur bowed deeply for her aid. "Thank you so much, princess. I don't know what I'd do if you weren't here."

"Please, think nothing of it," smiled Luna, helping her up. "We've kept our stallions waiting long enough."

With a nod, the two of them made their way back downstairs to the party. Fancy and Cosmo had returned from the back garden, and were chatting by the backdoor. They quieted as the mares approached.

"You look spectacular," Fancy smiled, taking his wife's hoof and kissing it.

"Elegant," she corrected. "For once, I'm not sucking up all of the attention. Such a relief."

Fancy smiled and turned to Luna. "I was right to ask for your help. You have helped in a significant way."

As the couple strolled off to socialize, Cosmo and Luna were left in the doorway. She could smell his musk, despite it being buried under a big spritz of cedar scent. He looked to her with a gleam in his eye. "And how have you been?" he asked.

"Much better now that you're here," admitted Luna. "When you've had your fill of the night, I would like for us to leave together. There's something I want you to see."

"Oh?" asked Cosmo coyly. "Whatever could it be?"

"You'll see," she smirked. She did her best to keep her voice level and her emotions in check, but having him so close was akin to having rolled around in a field of poison ivy, then extracting the oils and using them to slather a masturbatory aid that was stick inside of her and set to buzz quietly, and he was holding the itch cream and the remote. A part of her, larger than she would like to admit, wanted to take Fancy's offer, and just go home, dragging Cosmo along with her. And yet, she was able to exercise some amount of restraint. At least for now. "So, what was it you two talked about?"

"He wanted my opinion as to what sort of tree he could grow in his garden that would produce some kind of fruit or nut."

"And?"

"I offered that a good many trees are low-maintenance, then suggested that the Sakura Cherry trees turn pink in the spring, and would be a real eye-catch. Much like you are tonight."

Luna blushed. "Oh, come now, this dress isn't that big of a stand-out."

"Then why can't I look away?"

Luna turned to face Cosmo. His eyes were locked on hers, and now, she couldn't break away. She felt light-headed and woozy, like she might fall over with the slightest breeze. Every pang she had felt being close to him was now tripled. She couldn't take another moment, letting out a tiny moan. She couldn't wait any longer. She had to have him, now.

"Come with me," she commanded, grabbing his hoof and rushing to the nearest bathroom. He let out every so often a confused protest, insisting that she tell him where they were going, but she had only one thing on her mind, and she needed it now.

The bathroom door closed and locked. It was a comfortable half-bath, meant for guest use. As before, Luna cast a spell that would sound-proof the entire room. Panting too much to be a result of the short jaunt, she turned to face him once more, stepped forward, and dug her tongue into his mouth. Her eyes fluttered shut as she ran her hooves over his shoulders, chest and neck.

"I need you."