Hivemind Control

With all the fervor and zeal of a mare on a mission, Luna pulled Cosmo across the room and sat him down on the toilet, groping at his balls and eyeing his cock with a hunger that only comes from such desperation as she had felt. As her lips separated from his again, she kneeled down between his legs to look more closely at the appendage that had caused her so many sleepless nights recently. It was a strange feeling, wanting more of the thing that was destroying her life, but she couldn't think rationally anymore.

"Is this what you wanted to show me?" moaned Cosmo through heavy breaths. "I love it already."

"No, but it's related." Luna pressed her nose against his balls and took a deep sniff. She felt more intoxicated through that than she had through the wine. Her head was swimming as she pulled back to admire it.

His dark green testicles were covered in a light layer of fuzz, barely noticeable unless you were looking for it. Just above them, a scabbard was now fully retracted, commonly keeping the offending tool tucked away, but now itself tucked away as the tool was ready for use. Halfway up the shaft, there was a bulbous skin flap, a ridge that Luna remembered feeling a few nights prior. On the second half of the rod, the dark colour stopped and began to speckle in little pink dots, slowly growing larger and larger until the speckles were the same dark green in a field of pink. The flared tip was completely pink.

She started with his balls. Days of sitting without release had engorged them, giving them a strong, heavy feel. Using only her tongue, she lifted one, then let it slide back down against her lip. When it was hanging once more, she scooped up the other and sucked he whole thing into her mouth, running her tongue all around it and tugging on the skin just enough to pull his dick down to rest on her forehead. She lit up her horn, letting the magic tickle whichever section was rubbing her horn, and drooled over his flavour.

With an audible pop, she retracted from his testes, running her tongue up his shaft, kissing the tip as she reached it, then opening her lips to take the entire flare into her mouth. It had a very rich, savoury flavour, with nutty undertones. A drip of sweet, salty precum dribbled out of him, and she lapped it up as if it were the waters of life.

"Ah!" moaned Cosmo, leaning back and resting his hoof on her cheek. "P-princess, I--"

"You don't have to say anything," countered Luna. "Right now, it's just you and me. Nothing else matters."

She opened her throat and brought her tongue back to his testicles. This time, though, his rod was not against her horn. Rather, it was inside her mouth, the tip slipping into her throat. She held there for a bit, letting her mouth adjust to his shape, taking in his taste, and fantasizing about what she was planning to do after they left the party. As she pulled away to allow herself a moment to breathe, she created as much suction as she could, prompting a loud moan from him.

"Are you enjoying it?" she asked, licking her lips, trying to take in any spilled precum. "Do you want me to keep going?"

"Very much," breathed Cosmo, his leg twitching in tension. "I love it."

Taking his cock back into her mouth, Luna began to bob her head back and forth, occasionally twisting it to the side. When advancing, she opened wide and let in as much as she could, but on the retreat, she clamped down tightly and sucked hard as she pulled back, almost dragging him off the toilet were he not holding onto the seat.

She was unstoppable at this point. Before the door locked, he could have said no, walked out, and had a conversation with somepony else. Now that she had tasted him, he had no option but to wait for her to finish with him. Not that he minded, of course.

This only lasted a few more minutes, and with a high-pitched squeal, he grabbed her by the horn, held her down, and fired spurt after ropey spurt right down her throat, until his balls were empty, and his cock began to soften and retract. He let go and slumped over, and she licked him clean, swallowing every single drop that she could reach. Though their breathing was heavy, they came together for a kiss, holding each other close. Luna was feeling much better, and felt stable enough to last through the rest of the dinner party, perhaps even healthy enough to stay for a bit of conversation in the garden after.

As the door opened, a small crowd of guests had gathered around and were whispering in hushed tones amongst themselves, falling Silent as Luna and Cosmo stepped out of the toilet together. A few in the back giggled lasciviously, prompting a glare from Cosmo as Fancy Pants arrived on the scene. "What's the meaning of this?" he asked. "We have other lavatories, you know."

"I have a medical condition," lied Cosmo. "Princess Luna and I had spoken of it before, meaning she knew of it. She was helping me to take my medication to avoid causing a scene, but it appears we made one, regardless."

Fancy raised his eyebrow. "Is that so?"

"It is."

Fancy looked to Luna, staring her right in the eye. Her demeanor told him everything he needed to know. With a soft sigh, he turned to the crowd of guests. "Everyone, it is time to adjourn to the dining hall. If you're not going to use the water closet, make your way there. Princess Luna, Cosmic Crash, would you two please come with me?"

Luna and Cosmo followed Fancy to the study, where he turned around to face them, locking and sound-proofing the room. He glanced between the two of them, then opened his mouth to speak.

"Now, Princess, I made sure to offer you an opportunity to duck out if something were to happen. I am aware that I have been lied to, and it's not hard to guess why. Princess Luna, you've been fidgeting all night, and now you're not. It was not you trying to help Cosmo, but rather him helping you. And again, falling on the sword to preserve your dignity. I'm not sure what it is he gave you, but it seems you are in need of something. I know you are the princess, but this is my home, and I do not tolerate drug use within these walls."

"There were no drugs," admitted Cosmo. "If I may speak candidly, most of what you inferred is accurate, but there were no drugs. We were engaging in a physical therapy session, as she revealed to me that a muscle in her abdomen had seized up, and I thought to ply my capabilities to the problem, resulting in it being temporarily treated. She will need a deeper, more intimate massage later, and I plan to aid her in that after we leave here, but I have done enough now to keep her calm through dinner."

Fancy turned around and looked out the window. He took a deep breath and paused for a minute or two. "In that case, I will be preparing a carriage for you."

Luna stepped forward. "Fancy Pants, I--"

"I stand by my statement at the beginning of the night, Princess. If you are feeling under the weather, I will send you away to recover. As Cosmo seems to know what ails you and how to fix it, I'm sending him with you. I would not have a princess of Equestria fall ill on my watch. For your health, I must insist that you seek care immediately, and I will not take 'no' for an answer. I will meet you both out on the front steps in ten minutes."

True to his word, ten minutes later, he had prepared two meals to go and a carriage to take them to the castle. To aid in their attempt to save face, he would be telling the rest of the guests that Cosmo had fallen ill, and that the ailment was not contagious or even threatening. It was seen as being not a big deal, and Luna and Cosmo were granted their meals early, culminating in a dessert of a steamed bread pudding with currants, topped with a simple custard, colloquially called by another name.