Anything for My Princess

Luna threw her covers off. It had been just over a week since she had spoken to Pip, and the raunchy dreams had not slowed down. If anything, they'd sped up. Rather than being pulled in every two to three nights, she was being brought into his dreams every single night. It was exhausting, and even though she was fighting harder, she was doing less and less work. It would not at all surprise her if she'd let some nightmares slip through her grasp because of this.

She stepped into the shower and turned on the cold water. She needed something to wash away this sweat and cool her nerves. She wasn't a violent mare, but right now, she wanted to lash out and strike at the little colt. She would hold herself back, of course, because she didn't really want to hurt him, but she was frustrated enough that she felt that she needed to.

What she really needed was to calm her nerves, and to go talk to him again. She'd be more forceful this time, and make sure that he understood that this wasn't okay. That was a rational plan. Dreams like this, where she came into his room and had sex with him, were not okay to have at his age.

Still, she found herself hesitating to condemn his actions. If he were older, and allowing her to give consent, she wouldn't mind the extra attention. The last time she'd had sex, she'd ordered one of the guards to do so, and he'd clearly not enjoyed it, which made her feel awful. Pip meant well, but his intentions paled in comparison to what actually happened. The road to Tartauros was paved with good intentions, and she would not let him walk that path.

She stepped out of the cold water and toweled herself off. She had calmed down somewhat, but she didn't want to stop there. She needed to have complete control over her emotions for this, and as she didn't need as much time in advance for this visit; she could wait until Pip was about to leave school for this. She would start with a large mug of coffee and then do some yogic meditation and think about exactly what she would say to him.

She had actually been so exhausted that she fell asleep during her meditation, even with nearly seven hundred millilitres of coffee coursing through her. She was met with the rarely-visited night shift workers and ponies having naps, two collections she often neglected, and she would this time, as well. She needed a break, herself, if she was to do anything about Pip, and everything here seemed to be mostly in order.

She awoke to a knock on her door alerting her to lunch. Celestia had sent it as she had skipped breakfast. It started with a kiwifruit and banana sandwich, served between two crispy waffles, and then had a side of fried potatoes. It wasn't exactly the healthiest or most thought-out meal, but considering that Luna had skipped breakfast, perhaps this was a sort of compromise. Much like Pip, Celestia clearly meant well.

After lunch, she hopped aboard her chariot and once more made the trip to Ponyville. With this being much later in the day, she wondered if Pip's dad had cleaned up from breakfast this time. He might still have dishes in the sink from his lunch, but it was likely less than usual.

She knocked on the door once again, and as it opened, she was shocked to find a mare in the house. "You must be Pip's mother."

The mare dropped her feather duster as she brought her hoof up to her face. "P-Princess Luna?"

Luna had to catch her as she fainted. One of the guards that had pulled her chariot quickly untethered himself and rushed over to help carry her inside, and with some coaxing, brought her back to her senses.

"Are you well?" asked Luna, helping her upright. "That was quite a faint you had, there."

"I'm... I was just so shocked. Princess Luna, at my door, and now standing in my living room. It's... It's a lot to take in."

Luna nodded and gently rubbed her shoulders. "Just take a deep breath. Breathe in... breathe out. Do you need me to make you some tea to calm your nerves?"

"No, I'll make some," she said, standing up and wobbling.

As she took a few steps, Luna and the guard stayed nearby to catch her. She did manage to put some water on to boil, but at Luna's insistence, they stayed at the kitchen table, and the guard left.

"So, what brings you to Ponyville?" she asked, still a little shaky.

"I have come to speak with Pip," Luna smiled. "We talked last week, and I wanted to check up on him."

"Right, right, my husband said you'd just dropped in out of the blue."

Luna nodded. "It's a surprise visit. Sort of an as-needed thing. And right now, I need a word with your son."

"Well, he's at school right now, but he should be home in a few minutes. Do you want to just wait for him?"

Luna nodded. "I do need your permission, though, to check something in his bedroom. I trust he's been keeping it clean?"

Pip's mother very nearly fainted again. This time, it was due to embarrassment. She knew her son's room wasn't clean, and as soon as their tea was ready, Luna brought her out to the couch to lie down and recover.

With a nod from Pip's mother, Luna went to Pip's room to look around. The very first thing she did was check the bookcase to see how many times he'd opened it. To her surprise, he had left it untouched, as she'd commanded.

"But if that's the case, why all the dreams?" she whispered to herself. "What are you hiding from me, Pip?"

She checked all of the usual places again, and this time, in the nightstand drawer, she found something. A folded-over hoofkerchief was sitting in the drawer, and she could smell the stench of semen on it. It was the very same one she'd given him, though it had clearly been washed since, just not today, as it still carried last night's emission.

He was pleasuring himself with the gift she'd given him. He really was crazy for her, if it meant this much to him. Still, she wouldn't be taking it back. He needed correction, not condemnation.