Cadance Rising

The room where Celestia took her meals was the brightest in the castle. Situated in the top of one of the shorter towers, the walls and ceiling had been made entirely of glass so that during the day, sunlight streamed in, bathing everything inside in a warm yellow glow. Celestia herself was radiant, perfectly at home as light poured around her, white coat glistening and multi-hued mane steaming in an absent wind. Cadance hadn't actually seen her aunt since the wedding, she realized now. The Princess was still as stunning as ever.

"Hello, Cadance," Celestia said. Her voice was soft, elegant, like her. "This is a pleasant surprise." She set down the cup of tea she was drinking from and patted the empty pillow beside her. "Would you like to join me?"

"Auntie! I need to talk to you, it's very important." Cadance launched into her story, but Celestia stopped her.

"Calm down, my dear. Sit, have a pastry." Celestia gestured at the dessert spread. "Compliments of the best bakers in Equestria, as a thank-you for judging their recent competition."

Cadance followed her aunt's hoof, her mouth watering at the array of treats littering the table. A chocolate Devil's food cake sat in the middle, dark brown icing smooth as glass over the top. Beside it, a small mountain of miniature eclairs, each perfectly formed and frosted. Doughnuts, nougat, every kind of treat imaginable was laid out in front of her. Cadance's stomach gurgled at the sight, and she sat down next to her aunt. She hadn't eaten since breakfast, she realized now. She levitated an eclair to her lips and took a bite. The creamy inside squirted out the other end and landed on the table. Reminded vividly of why she was there, Cadance put the pastry down.

"Now then, how is my little newly-wed doing?" Celestia asked, a faint smile trailing around the edges of her lips. "Did you enjoy your honeymoon?"

"Oh, yes," Cadance said. "Los Pegasus was amazing. The Veneightian Hotel was beautiful." She shifted nervously in her seat. "But I wanted to talk to you about-"

"Did Shining Armor like it?" Celestia interrupted, her eyes focused on the slice of cake floating in front of her. "I stayed there a few nights last year, wonderful baths."

"Yes, he did, but I-"

"And you're adjusting well to the married life?"

"Auntie!" Cadance glared at Celestia, who giggled.

"I'm joking, I'm joking. What did you want to talk about? Is everything all right between you and Shining?"

"Yes, well, kind of." Cadance's head dropped as she recalled the scene, the way her husband had crouched over Twilight, the sound of Twilight's voice as she- Stop it, she told herself. "It's my magic," she said. "It's... different."

Celestia took a sip of tea, then put the cup down. "How so? Tell me what happened."

"Well, Shining Armor was going to take me to the theater tonight, but then Twilight showed up, and it turned out Shining was supposed to go shopping with her today, and then she got really mad and I tried to make them love each other, but-" Cadance stopped - she was out of breath.

Celestia poured her a cup of tea and levitated it over to her. "Calm down. It's all right now." Cadance took the tea, the blue glow of her magic covering Celestia's, and sipped it. The taste was bitter, and Cadance replaced it on the table. Celestia followed her actions worriedly. "Did, did your magic not work?"

"No, it worked, kind of too well."

Celestia raised an eyebrow. "What, like they wanted to spend all day together?"

"No, it was-" Don't tell her, she thought suddenly. "-something like that, yes."

"That doesn't seem so bad. But that wasn't what you intended to happen?"

"No, I just wanted them to hug and make up. My magic was too powerful, it was like I didn't even cast that spell." Cadance stopped. She was breathing hard and her voice was quivering. She took a deep breath and looked Celestia in the face. Her aunt's brows were furrowed, her concern for her niece evident. It was the same face Celestia had when a tiny pink filly interrupted her in the middle of court with fears about flying, when that filly had almost broken down crying during a lesson on levitation. Celestia had always known what to say, and so Cadance spoke now. "I'm scared," she said. "I don't know what's wrong with me, but I'm scared."

Nodding once, Celestia rose gracefully from her seat and trotted to the window. With a spark of yellow magic, she flipped the latch and opened the pane. A breeze blew in, rustling the tablecloth. It was warm, the late-afternoon air of a late-summer day. "Come with me," Celestia said. "You should talk with Luna, too." She stepped out onto the air and, spreading her wings wide, lifted up into the sky. She's so beautiful, so graceful. With only a moment's hesitation, Cadance followed, the air currents catching her and sending her flying upwards after her aunt.

The Princess alighted on a balcony at the top of the tallest tower. She frowned, and muttered, "She's not here yet. No, that's fine." Her horn glowed briefly, then extinguished.

Cadance landed next to her, head rushing and feathers still tingling with the sensation of flight. "Why did you-?" Cadance began, but Celestia shushed her and tilted her head towards the vista. Following, Cadance looked outward.

The whole of Equestria was spread out before them. In the afternoon light, all the towns and cities of the beautiful country stood out clearly against the rural backdrop. Over there sat Baltimare, on the edge of Horseshoe Bay, the diamond-colored water rippling beside the tall buildings of the city. To the north hovered Cloudsdale, with rainbow rivers spilling over the sides and dissolving away to nothing before they reached the ground. And of course, to the south, lying alongside the river fed by Canterlot's own waterfall, was Ponyville, Twilight's home. A pain formed in Cadance's throat as she thought of the mare. She had taken innocence from Twilight, stolen it, and even though it had been an accident, the pain struck at Cadance's heart.

"Equestria is beautiful today, but what does that have to do with me?"

Celestia shook her head, her pastel mane bouncing and bobbing. "That's not what I wanted you to see." She lifted her head up and Cadance again followed, this time seeing not the earth, but the sky. In a glance, Cadance took in the sight of the sun and the blue sky all around it, before lowering her gaze and blinking as her eyes watered. "When I was a little filly, thousands and thousands of years ago, I tried to raise the sun once. I wasn't supposed to, my teachers told me I needed more practice, but I didn't listen. Do you know what happened?"

Cadance shook her head, feeling like the child who had listened to her aunt's stories with rapt attention.

"The sun shot across the sky!" Celestia laughed, tracing the path with her hoof. "The day was seven minutes long. Everypony was very confused, I can tell you."

"But what does that have to do with me? I'm not a filly anymore."

"No, but you are a pony, just like Luna and I. And ponies make mistakes. Yes, our power is greater than a normal pony, but that only means our mistakes are greater as well. Luna would tell you the same thing if she were here."

"Oh, Auntie," Cadance cried. She put her face in Celestia's side and held it there, letting the warmth of her aunt's body comfort her. Celestia wrapped a wing around her niece and shushed her quietly.

"You've entered a new stage in life, my little pony." Celestia bent her head down so she was at eye level with Cadance. "Your marriage with Shining Armor, the love you two share, has made you far more powerful. When you defeated the changelings, you used magic so strong, I've only seen its like once before. You just need to practice your talents, and you will be fine."

Celestia's eyes, large, purple, and so kind. It felt like they were staring into her, and Cadance felt in that moment that no one had ever known her more than Celestia. "Thank you," Cadance said. "I feel much better." And she did. She had done damage today, to her husband and to her friend, but she felt more confident now that she could fix everything. She looked into Celestia's eyes again.

Kiss her.

The thought crept in like a whisper, floating across the edges of conscious thought in barely audible terms. But it was there. Her lips trembled, almost puckered, and then the warmth was gone from Cadance's side.

"There you are!" Celestia exclaimed. A fluttering of feathers, and a few strong gusts of wind, and then the sound of metal-clad hooves clattering against the stone tiles. Cadance turned.

Behind them, midnight-blue mane streaming in the absence of wind, stood Luna. She ruffled her wings, then said, "Good evening, Sister, Daughter. You summoned me here?"

"Cadance is having some, trouble, with her magic," Celestia said, her eyes flicking from Luna to Cadance and back, "and I thought you might be able to sympathize with her." She patted Cadance on the shoulder.

Luna frowned, then spoke directly to Cadance. "I assume my sister has already informed thee of what she refers to as my 'trouble'?" Cadance shook her head. "Just as well." Luna pointed at a section of the sky, just above the horizon. "There is a new star there, at night. We did not create it, nor can We control it, but my sister assumes this is a failing on the part of myself." She glared angrily at her sister, eyebrows furrowed so close together they were almost touching. "As if the Princess of the Night would be unaware of using such powerful magics as to produce a new star."

Celestia chuckled. "Luna, it's perfectly fine. I was just explaining to Cadance that we all make mistakes."

Luna's eyes flashed white. "This is not a mistake! I have explained to you repeatedly that this must be the work of a powerful magician, to affect so large and perfect a tapestry as the night sky. Why do you not heed my warnings and assist me in guarding against such magics?"

"We've discussed this. There are only two beings able to change the night sky, and neither Discord nor the Nightmare have returned." Celestia lowered her voice and said more gently, "Trust me. I have taken all the proper precautions, but I have found no trace of Nightmare Moon within you."

"Then you still believe this to be my fault!"

Cadance watched, forgotten, as the two sisters argued back and forth. She wasn't surprised overmuch. Her great-grandmother unto who knew how many generations often disagreed with Celestia. The two princesses would argue for a while, then eventually reach a compromise that was best. They just needed time.

But what if you could help them? The thought was very clear this time, jumping up to the front of her mind. Aunt Celestia said you needed practice, didn't she? What better time than this? Looking back on the two quarreling sisters, Cadance concentrated.

A disagreement like this required little magic to correct. Celestia and Luna already loved each other very much, and only needed the smallest of pushes in the right direction to remember that fact. Focusing on the pathway inside her that channeled her magic, Cadance squeezed out the barest, faintest wisp of a heart, confident that even with her increased power, this could not possibly produce the same results as before. She watched as the heart broke in half, each section gliding to one of the princesses.

"You're getting worked up over nothing, Luna."

"And you, Sister, cannot open your eyes and see the danger in front of you!"

There was a spark as the halves of the heart joined together. Luna, who had been flapping her wings in agitation, calmed, settling back down solidly on the tower. The half-smile Celestia wore when she teased her sister disappeared, replaced by an actual smile as her laughing eyes softened. Cadance breathed a sigh of relief. This, she knew, was how the spell was meant to look.

Luna was the first to speak. "I am sorry, Sister. I spoke rudely to you. I know you would not allow Equestria to be threatened."

Celestia put her chin on Luna's withers in a hug. "I'm sorry too. You know best about night magic, and I should trust your judgement. We will investigate the matter together."

Smiling widely, Cadance clapped her hooves together. It seemed that with a little concentration, she could control her magic after all. With that knowledge, she could return to Shining Armor, to Twilight, and fix what she had done to them. She saw again in her mind's eye Twilight's face when she realized she'd had sex with her brother, the drooping ears, the tearing eyes. "I will make things right with you," she said to herself.

A furred leg hooked around her neck and pulled her suddenly into an embrace. A starry blue mane blew into her face, and in a moment she was returning Luna's hug. "We thank thee, Daughter," said the Night Princess. Cadance gave an embarrassed stutter, but Luna stopped her. "We know what thou hast done, how thou used thy magic to mend the bonds between Us."

"We've been around long enough to recognize alicorn magic when we see it." Celestia's calming voice slipped into her ear. Celestia had come up behind Cadance, and was now so close that her breath tickled the hairs on the back of Cadance's neck.

Cadance's ear twitched, and she let go of Luna. "I didn't mean-"

"Shh shh shhh," Celestia whispered. She and Luna circled in tighter around Cadance, until she could feel their coats brushing up against her. Celestia was warm, hot, like a stone left in the summer sun, where Luna was cool, smooth, like wind rustling the leaves on an autumn night. Their movements were gentle, alluring, and Cadance bit her lip as a shiver raced through her. "You know," said Celestia, "if you wanted some love, all you had to do was ask."

As if that were a signal, Luna's mouth closed over the tip of her daughter's left ear. Cadance yelped, but Luna ignored her, stroking the soft flesh with her tongue. Cadance pulled away, but that only pushed her closer to Celestia, who took her niece's other ear into her mouth. "Stop!" she wanted to cry out, as Celestia nibbled on her, but a voice inside her, the same one as earlier, spoke again.

Why? she thought.

Luna abandoned the ear and moved down Cadance's neck, her broad, flat tongue licking the pink coat and leaving a wet trail behind it. Her wings ached and Cadance stretched them wide to relieve some of the tension building in them. Noticing the action, Celestia switched her attentions to her niece's wings, as she began preening the lavender-tipped plumage. The Day Princess cooed softly as she tugged and rearranged Cadance's feathers, each tiny movement like a bolt of pleasure that connected to Cadance's mind, and, more shamefully, to her nethers. "I, I don- don't want this!" the young alicorn managed to gasp out, as the ministrations of the Princesses threatened to drive all other thoughts out of her mind.

Don't you? the voice in her head whispered. The voice slithered, coiling inside her like a snake around its prey. You cast the spell, didn't you? You knew this would happen. You wanted it.

She clenched her eyes shut and whimpered, "No, no, no..." but she was silenced suddenly by a pair of lips that covered hers. Luna was kissing her! Cadance froze, keeping her mouth shut, but Luna pressed forward, sliding her tongue between the mare's lips and running her hoof through Cadance's mane. Celestia was still working on her wing, and the combination of sensations blanked out her mind. She moaned, her mouth parting slightly, and Luna pushed in for a full kiss.

There was a part of her that thought this was wrong, that she shouldn't be doing these things. Shining Armor was never so forceful. Always the gentlecolt in the bedchamber, he'd let her take things at her own pace. She realized now, though, with Luna's tongue running all over her own, her own pace was awfully slow. Another, stronger part of Cadance was loving this, loving the attention, the way Celestia's touch made her wings quiver uncontrollably, the strong connection between Luna's mouth on her lips and the wetness flowing out of her other pair of lips.

"No!" she said, pushing the Princesses away and backing towards the edge of the tower. Luna still had her tongue hanging half-out of her mouth, a strand of saliva dripping down from it. Celestia grinned, wiping spittle from her mouth with the back of her hoof. "This is bad, wrong," Cadance said, her eyes darting from one Princess to the other.

No, it's not. Cadance thought. How could something that feels so good be bad? Cadance watched, trembling, as Celestia removed her crown and placed it on the floor. Then, she slowly removed her hoof guards and put them next to the crown. Finally, her chestplate lifted off and Celestia stood completely nude, a pile of gold at her hooves. Cadance swallowed. Though ponies didn't normally wear clothes, she had never seen Celestia without her regalia of office. The Princess's fur was smooth, unblemished, perfect, and Cadance had a sudden urge to put her face in it, to touch Celestia and be touched by her.

"We only wish to make love to thee," Luna said. "Is the creation of love not thy very goal?" She too began to take off her dark crown and blue hoof guards, while Celestia conjured several large pillows out of thin air and arranged them on the stone ground.

It's love, the voice said inside her. Love is good, love is right. All they want is your love, so give it to them. Cadance felt her hooves move, her legs carrying her forward, even as her mind worked to catch up. And then Luna's mouth was on hers once more, and she gave up trying to think at all.

Celestia bit her at the base of her neck and nickered softly. Tender pressure on her back pushed Cadance down until she was lying on the pillows, her legs splayed out in every direction. Luna and Celestia followed her down, and began undressing her. Luna took her tiny crown in her teeth and removed it. Celestia slipped off her hoof guards one at a time, nipping each leg from top to bottom as she went, paying special attention to her ankles just above the metal guards. Cadance moaned. She felt like she were floating in warm water with currents swirling around her, stroking every part of her at once.

With the last of her clothing gone as Luna levitated her chest band over her head, Cadance felt open, exposed, unprotected. She hadn't been without her regalia in public since her teenage years. It just wasn't befitting of a Princess, who must keep to the standards expected of her by-

"What's this?" Celestia said. She had ended up behind Cadance, and was staring with interest at Cadance's haunches. Her horn glowed yellow, and an answering aura surrounded Cadance's tail, pulling it up and out of the way. Cadance yelped as the magic tugged not unpleasantly. "I'm glad to see my little Princess is enjoying this." Celestia leaned down and inhaled deeply, and Cadance whined again at the new airflow over her sensitive privates. "You smell wonderful."

"Is she ready, Sister?" Luna was staring at Cadance with a hunger she had never seen before. Cadance thought of her husband, who had never looked at her with such intensity, such naked desire, and she prayed the answer was 'yes'.

"She is."

Twin sensations assaulted her as Luna and Celestia moved in simultaneously. Between her haunches, Celestia's wide tongue was licking her slit in long, smooth strokes. Her tail swished back and forth as pleasure rocked through her, her small clitoris slowly exposing itself as she relaxed. The tongue began focusing on the nub, alternating long licks with lashing it repeatedly, and Cadance squealed.

Small spurts of magic began leaking out of the tip of her horn, bright blue sparks that buzzed and hummed. Luna opened her mouth and caught a few of the errant lights on her tongue. She grinned as they fizzled away, then brought her mouth down on Cadance's horn. Cadance gasped. She had never felt anything so stimulating before. She was sure her horn had never been this sensitive, but now she could feel Luna's wet lips wrapped around its base, her tongue playing over the spiral bone. Luna pulled her head back, her lips sliding over each ridge with an almost painful speed, and Cadance moaned again. She jerked her head forward, trying to get her horn back into the intense pleasure. Luna complied, bobbing her head up and down on the shaft of the horn.

A buzz on her rear lips caught her by surprise. It was magic, tingling the way magic did when it touched her. Celestia's horn was aglow - the alicorn had shaped her magic into a rod and was rubbing it tantalizingly, running it over the edge of her lips and up to that pucker of her plothole. Cadance bucked her hips reflexively, trying to force that hum of pleasure inside of her, while still keeping her horn in the hot cave of Luna's mouth.

Luna giggled, and the vibrations of it sent waves of bliss down her horn. Cadance moaned, loud and sharp. "I fink she likesh it, Shishter," Luna said around the shaft.

"Of course she does," Celestia said. Her horn flashed, and the golden aura plunged into Cadance's hole.

Cadance's body tensed at the sudden sensation. The rod was filling her entirely, stretching out her inner walls in a delicious mixture of pleasure and pain. She could feel her muscles contracting around it, trying to squeeze it tightly, but Celestia's magic was strong, unyielding, exactly what she wanted right now. Celestia pulled back, the phallus making wet squelching noises as her marehood tried to keep hold of it. But before Cadance could get used to the sudden emptiness, the rod returned, thrusting even harder than before and pushing all the way inside her until she could feel its blunt head at the entrance to her womb.

Everything was moving quickly now, Luna's mouth hot and wet on her horn, Celestia's magic thick and solid inside her. Every part of Cadance felt pleasure - her wings fluttering uselessly in the air, jolting when the touched the ground, her hooves, which kicked erratically as her hips bucked against Celestia. Something was welling up inside her, filling her from her nethers and her horn, trying to connect in the middle. She could feel it building, it felt like - "Oh Celestia!" Cadance moaned aloud.

Just over the edge of the low tower wall, a sparkle of light caught her eye. In the midst of the whirlwind of sensation, it seemed as though everything had stopped. She felt becalmed, like a ship sailing through the eye of a hurricane. Looking closer, Cadance saw that it was a star, bright even with the sun still peeking out over the horizon. The sky was pink, fading to black, but the star was green, or blue. Your star, Cadance thought, and then all feeling came back.

Luna pulled up and gave Cadance's horn a long lick from base to tip. Celestia's magic pulsed, the rod swelling even as a tendril whipped out and squeezed her nub. Cadance screamed as her pleasure reached its peak, and something broke open inside of her. Sticky globs of magic flew from her horn, splattering in shimmering rainbow colors over Luna's face. Her horn pulsed, sending more and more up the shaft with sensations that made her shiver. Fluids drenched her lower body as well, as feminine liquid spilled out of her, soaking the pillows. She'd never felt this before, never felt so good as she did with the Princesses. Her body pushed out the last of her pleasure, and her head sank onto the soft cushions.

Celestia crawled to her left side and Luna to her right. Cadance lay in the middle, letting their warmth, their love, comfort her in her exhaustion. She felt like she had flown for hours, or been forced to lift an Ursa Minor. "We love you," somepony said.

I love you, too, she thought. The star glowed dully.