Anything for My Princess

Pip pumped his hips forward, then backward in a circular, grinding motion. Despite his miniscule size, he was actually covering a lot of ground. One of the guards was helping him, of course, giving him the extra leverage required to push into Luna's pussy.

Luna, however, was not being satisfied. Pip was maybe a dozen centimetres long and not very girthy. She'd find more pleasure if she were to wrap a rubber band around three pencils and shove that up there. Still, she put on a smile and let out small, encouraging moans to make Pip feel that he was doing well. If he were the size of an adult, he'd be doing a spectacular job, and she'd be over the moon, so to speak. But this wasn't about her. She could be denied orgasm for Pip. She was helping him learn, and more importantly, she was working up his appetite and wearing down his stamina.

"I can't... I won't last," he panted. "Are you close, Princess?"

"Very," lied Luna. "You're doing so well, Pip."

With the guard's help, Pip pushed in as deep as he could, a whole fifteen centimetres. That wasn't nearly enough to reach her cervix, even in her current position letting gravity do half the work, and she had a powerful protection spell in her womb, regardless.

Pip collapsed on top of her, a panting mess. "I love you..." he managed to moan out. "That was a lot of work."

"So, once you've finished," instructed the guard, "it's important that you snuggle with your partner. There are circumstances where you can't, but if it's an option, always show them how much you care. It helps the mares to not feel like they're just a piece of meat to fuck. Every mare deserves to be cuddled."

Pip tightened his grip around Luna's body, squeezing her middle. "Princess Luna deserves cuddles..."

Luna reached down and rubbed his back. "You're a good kid, Pip."

After an evening of black bean and rice enchiladas, tamales, guacamole and salsa verde, Luna and Pip took another shower, this one a lot less steamy. They just cleaned up, helping each other in the harder to reach places, detailing how much easier life could be if they were working together, rather than against each other.

Once dry, Luna once again made Pip sit on the floor and just breathe for an hour. She didn't need to walk him through this one as much as the earlier one, and the whole point of this was to clear his head before he went to bed. This was something Luna had needed to do when she was first learning to walk among the dreams, thousands of years ago. She hadn't done it since, and had almost entirely forgotten about it. She hadn't needed to, as nopony else learning to dreamwalk as she did had been this young.

Pip was a bit frightened by it. Not at sitting and breathing slowly, but by the fact that he had to do this every night before he went to bed, as Luna had ordered. He'd agreed to do so, of course, but could he really? He hadn't even thought about having a sleepover. If he invited his friends to stay the night, or his friends invited him, or he had a marefriend move in with him, he'd have to take an hour out of his day. While everypony else was enjoying themselves, he was to be sequestered away, just sitting still and taking deep breaths.

When Luna noticed that he was starting to sob, she asked him what was wrong, and he told her his thoughts.

"That certainly is a challenge, Pip," she nodded. "As far as your marefriend goes, don't worry about that right now. By the time everypony starts pairing up, it's possible that you won't need to do this anymore. It took me four months, and at worst, I've heard it take a year to become redundant. Slumber parties are more complicated, though. Undoubtedly, your friends' parents will understand that this is necessary for your health, and will allow it. They may even be pleased with you, as you're preparing yourself for bed in a quiet, helpful way. Even if they turn off the lights, you can close your eyes and keep your thoughts moving right along."

"But what about my friends? What if they think I'm a freak?"

Luna smiled. "Tell them that you're required to do so. Princess Luna herself has dictated that you have to in order to solve a problem with your sleep. You don't have to tell them what the problem is, if you don't want to, but this will help you sleep better, and will not result in me coming to punish you."

Pip shifted in his seat.

"Don't go thinking that this gives you leave to not do it just because you want me to show up. If all you really want is to brag to your friends that you and I are friends, I can just be there. That is assuming that things are moving as normal, of course, and you will need to let me know in advance. Public appearances, and such. But also, if you are with other ponies, you can't call on me for intercourse, whether in the dream or out."

"No," he chuckled, shaking his head. "It'd be really embarrassing to pitch a tent in the middle of the night at somepony else's house."

Luna furrowed her brow. "Where'd you hear that?"

"My dad mentioned it when he woke me up a few times. He said I was an "early bloomer.""

Luna nodded. "That you most certainly are. In any case, try to stay away from slumber parties in the near future if you can, citing medical reasons. If you really must go, make sure you do this exercise before you go to bed. If you do well, we can start reducing the amount of time you have to take to do this and how often. In fact, I haven't done this in centuries, and I handle most of the dreams in Equestria. This won't be forever, Pip. Trust me."

Pip nodded. "I'll always trust you, Princess Luna. I'll try my best to make you proud."

Luna smiled. "I know you will."