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There was an airy floatiness to the space Twilight inhabited.

It wasn't exactly black, but nothing surrounded her. As she glided about in a cloud of gently nudging currents, there came a growing light that pierced the haze. It enveloped her in bliss, an inexplicably good sensation.

With alarming swiftness, her crotch was likewise enveloped, but by a feeling that was startlingly clear from her memory. It made her blood race dangerously fast, and the light got brighter and brighter. In a matter of seconds, she was uncontrollably writhing in the midst of a rattling orgasm—.

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Twilight's eyes flew open with a quick gasp for air resounding out of her mouth.

Looking around frantically, she took in enough of her surroundings to recognize where she was. This was the princess's chambers, complete with the familiar sheets of silk hung from the banisters and the myriad cushions and pillows making up the comfortable furniture. In the distance, the heavy, gold-welded doors sat closed and locked; in another direction, the curtains blew in the wind from the open balcony; and finally, two pillars made the doorway into a brightly lit bathroom, illuminating a billowing cascade of thin steam leaking from within, accompanied by the sound of running water.

Twilight stood up from the futon she'd been resting on, shaking her head with a grimace across her face. Not only was her sense of balance not what it used to be, she had a monster headache making its presence known. Nevermind that, Sparkle, you have to go—.

Oup. Blink, blink.

She was. VERY naked. Like, nuts swinging into her thighs naked. Looking down at herself, she saw her shaft somewhat poking out. Not particularly unheard of for her equipment, but she had to cover this all up if her suspicions were correct and the princess herself was not ten feet away from her bare naked form and very close to possibly catching her.

Twilight jumped as wet footsteps echoed from the bathroom. Her trademark panicked, wide-eyed expression darted in the direction of a silhouette emerging from the depths, and she could tell from the magnificent curves just who she was gawking at.

Out of the steam, Princess Celestia strolled with her arms raised to run a towel over her soaked mane. She wrapped the cloth around her matted mass of hair and tilted her head down to check the room, her gaze landing upon a purple-coat gremlin hunched over the master bed with the sheets haphazardly wrapped around her body, those crazed eyes of hers glaring back at the princess like those of a dog who got caught eating something it definitely shouldn't be eating.

"...is me seeing you naked such a concern, Ms. Sparkle?"

Twilight blinked in embarrassment at the towel-clad alicorn. "...yeeesss?"

"Who do you think undressed you in the first place?"

Twilight paused. Then groaned. Defeated by sensible process of elimination, she dropped the sheets and sheepishly put the bunched fabric back on the mattress. When she turned back to Celestia, she stood straight and close to herself, hugging herself and trying to cover up her chest. Her legs clenched in an attempt to make herself seem not as... blatantly present. But looking upon the monarch with only two towels, one over her hair and another wrapped from her collarbone to her iliac crest, it did very little to hide how much blood was rushing southward.

Glancing down at the steadily growing erection, Celestia let herself smile wide, angling a knowing gaze down at her pupil. "I appreciate the compliment, Twilight.~"

In response, there was a miniature explosion out of the poor unicorn's flurry of attempted excuses. Now giggling to herself, Celestia walked towards her panicking student and reached out a hand to touch her chin in an unexpectedly tender gesture. Twilight quickly paused her freakout to gaze up at Celestia's comforting, warming gaze. It did so well to soothe the erratic edges of her neurosis. How did her Highness put up with her every day?

"Are you alright? Do you need water, something to eat? Maybe to sit down again?" The care in Celestia's voice made Twilight's knees buckle, thus she really did need to sit down. Sinking to the mattress off her feet, she followed Celestia's gaze as the princess joined her, sitting down next to Twilight and placing a hand on her knee. Twilight resisted the urge to once again freak out to preserve what crumbs of dignity she retained in the moment.

"Um... I—I didn't dream any of that... did I?" Twilight asked in a small voice.

"Dream what? My feet wrapping around your lovely cock? ♡" Celestia's cheerful grin and playful tilt of her head didn't do justice to the sultry smoke radiating off her voice. Twilight balled her fist and dented the heel of her palm to calm herself. "I'm glad to have gotten this aired out, my dear student. I have to admit to you, I've been privy to your nightly rituals for some time now. I wanted to bring this up in a way that showed I didn't at all judge you for doing so."

"WHAT!?" Twilight evoked a close approximation of the Royal Canterlot Voice. Eyelid twitching and wringing her hands, Twilight gawked at Celestia's reveal. "But my spells—! I was sure I—!"

"You are skilled, Twilight. But not enough to match your mentor quite so soon.~" Celestia's smirk was enough to wring a chuckle from the flustered unicorn. The princess infused a blaming sense of humor to these admittedly precarious conversations, possibly the only thing saving Twilight from smiting herself in the name of the Sun Goddess. "No, I knew not to linger further upon your threshold once I peered past the barriers and made sure you were safe. A privacy veil is nothing to fret about, especially the schedule you keep in its application."

"Ehehe... I guess I should spend a little less time of my week doing... that." Twilight chuckled at her expense, closing her thighs around her fluctuating erection.

"I wouldn't say so. You haven't skipped any classes or schoolwork, after all." Celestia nudged her, trying to dispel the tension within her pupil. "And don't feel pressured to curb your fantasies, dear. You're not even the millionth to jerk it to the Monarch of Equestria.~"

Clenching her fists again. Twilight was trying so desperately not to stray her thoughts from the very normal, unsexualized conversation they were having.

After a pause in Twilight's responses to her, Celestia brought an arm around the much smaller unicorn. Being squeezed close to the monarch, Twilight was once again made conscious of the difference between their bodies. Twilight herself was quite large for a unicorn, being an even six feet, but the Princess of the Sun had a stature double that, befitting the living divinity she was. In the midst of her musing, Twilight suddenly noticed Celestia's other arm reaching upward, suspiciously close to the rim of her towel...

FWUMP. Twilight silently laser-guided her eyes onto the now-unveiled bust of the height of Equestrian royalty. Two softly sagging, voluptuous pillows resting upon her chest and assumedly well-developed back muscles, each larger than Twilight's head, with absurdly large areola capped by thick nipples. As Twilight gawked at her first real, tangible visualization of Celestia's unclothed body, the princess swept the two towels aside and turned to properly face the unicorn. The shift made Twilight mercifully break her eye contact with the regal breasts and back into Celestia's eyes.

"I—Is this... something you've done for anyone else? In the past thousand years, I mean.." Twilight managed to squeak out an inquiry, one quite bold in spite of herself.

"Not for a long time," Celestia answered honestly. "I couldn't tell you the date, but it was someone just as close as you are to me now. You must know how highly I regard our relationship. I would be heartbroken if you ever grew beyond me, never to look back once you've gone." The princess's expression was twisted into a look Twilight had quite literally never seen before. She always looked calm and collected and at peace no matter what environment she found herself in; a face embodying concern and... and hurt was utterly unfamiliar to the young unicorn.

"W—What do you mean? What could you mean? I could NEVER surpass you, you're the princess!" Twilight nearly belted a cackle from her chest among her impassioned protests. "You're Princess Celestia, above every other pony in so many ways. I would never leave your side."

"I am not a god." Celestia said through gritted teeth.

A bolt of fear struck Twilight's chest. It felt hard to breathe. And the worse part was how little she could wrap her mind around what that could mean.

"I am immortal. I move the sun and, since her banishment, the moon. But that doesn't change what I am. A pony, with everything else the same beyond my age. I think the same, I feel the same, my body is exactly the same as everypony else and I want you to know that." Celestia grasped Twilight's hands within her own in a motion so quick it startled her. Staring with imploring eyes, Twilight invited the onslaught of uncanny honesty unto herself, and Celestia continued. "Look at me, Twilight. This body is made of blood, fur, fat. My hands are right here and you can touch them. You can touch them. You are one of the few I feel nearly the same way about anypony else. I want you to know the truth of my feelings. I don't... like being a goddess to so, so many of my subjects..."

Twilight's heart broke into shattered pieces like glass struck by an arrow. Her expression must've shown so, because Celestia pulled her student's hands to her mouth and gently kissed the tips of her fingers. She held them there, closing her eyes and taking a deep breath. When her lashes parted with a flicker, the princess huffed through her snort.

"I need to— to stop. And explain." Twilight calmed herself from the precipice of her confusing emotions for her mentor's sake. "I do love my responsibility to my subjects. I am their princess, your princess, by choice. The complication in my feelings is the distance. Even more than my position as royalty, my immortality and power puts me on a pedestal as high as the sun. I almost fear the height."

Celestia slowed herself into a silence that echoed through her chambers. Breaking it, Twilight pulled her hands away and clasped Celestia's, a repayment in gesture. She managed a meek little smile for her mentor to look upon.

"I'm pretty smart for a young unicorn, but I'm a little ashamed of myself, Princess. D—Don't freak out, I'm not doing my usual, like, self-prostrating here," Twilight shook her head in a jitter to preface herself to Celestia, who ejected a small chuckle for her student. "I'm just trying to say I accept all of this. You don't like being put on that pedestal. Okay! Yeah, fair enough!" Twilight waved her hands dramatically, putting on an air of self-assuredness.

"Oh, Twilight." Celestia sighed wistfully...

"Thinking about it, of course you would!" Twilight dropped her hands onto Celestia's lap. "I mean, it's plain as day given who you are! I don't know why I act like you'd smite me for turning in a paper late though Faust forbid that happens... B—But I know you wouldn't. You are such a good, kind, loving mentor to me. I appreciate every part of you. Eheh, truer than anypony else knows, y'know... But this part of you too, I promise."

Beaming down on the earnest little pony, Celestia brought a hand to her face, cradling her in the cusp of her palm. The two of them rested amid the satisfaction. Then, in a flash quicker than Twilight could process, the alicorn raced forward to press her lips upon the unicorn's ending in a wide-eyed stare of shock, and a slowly reciprocated return of that long and deep embrace of their lips.

After a steamy moment of locked lips and even a hint of tongue slipping through from Celestia, the two parted and seated themselves back properly on the edge of the bed. While Celestia was left panting, her eyes brimming with a distinct desire within them, Twilight on the other hand nearly hyperventilated from the way the princess stole her breath so effortlessly. She wrangled her senses back under control, petting herself down her front to soothe herself.

"G—Good kiss, your Highness.." Twilight exhaled shakily, her smile widening into a goofy expression.

"I was afraid I'd gotten out of practice. I'm glad I can still impress. ♡" Celestia spent a moment to catch her breath, her gaze turned from Twilight but still flickering back to the pony opposite her. In a smooth motion, she brought her hand to the top of Twilight's towering shaft, the jolt of touch suddenly reminding the hung unicorn of just how intrusive a third leg like hers could get once her engine started running. Glancing back and forth between Celestia and her hand gingerly holding her cock, Twilight's face burned bright pink. The princess then started stroking up and down, her fingers gliding along the rough, textured length of Twilight's cock, bringing a hiss from her mouth in response.

"C—CelestiAAH!" Twilight gasped, squeezing one eye shut and baring her teeth.

"Surely you don't want me to stop? If my kiss is still in practice, my hands are surely just as skilled..." Celestia teased the unicorn, running a finger along the bumpy ridge of her flare. Precum bubbled from her urethra and sharply spurted out, dribbling over Celestia's hand and down her shaft's front.

"Y—Youuu... guhhh... d—don't have to stop..." Twilight managed to stutter out her encouragement, which only brought upon her another mind-melting move from the princess. Her next kiss for Twilight landed on her tip, and the next, and the next. Celestia peppered the drooling tip with one kiss after another, drawing out matching gasps and breathless moans from Twilight. When she suddenly felt the prodding of Celestia's tongue against her urethra, Twilight's entire body jolted, bucking her hips and accidentally punching the princess in the jaw with her stiffy. Covering her mouth with her hands and staring anxiously at Celestia, Twilight was thankfully relieved of her guilt when the princess only grabbed her cock with both hands now, only quickening her handjob.

"It didn't hurt me, Ms. Sparkle. Relax..." Celestia reassured her student, bending forward with lidded eyes. Her mouth found the tip once more, her tongue slithering out and circling it across the wide, bulbous tip. Her saliva dribbled past the flare and into her handjob, giving still more lube to stroke Twilight off. The stoked, aroused pony gyrated her hips on instinct as her mouth erupted with gutteral moans. Her widened eyes looked upon her princess giving her everything she could've fantasized in the deepest recess of her lewd mind. Then a detail stuck out to her, that being an odd golden glow emanating from the top of her shaft and just below her flare...

"P—Princess, wha—?"

"Celestia, if you please," Celestia murmured in between working her tongue. "Because we're closer than anypony has been with me in a long time. You don't have to use my title, Twilight..." As her voice trailed off, Celestia pressed her tongue to her urethra, dragging the flat of it across her tip and ending the drawn-out lick with a strong flick. Celestia looked into Twilight's eyes in that moment of met gazes, a burning flame in her irises as powerful as the sun.

"And, to answer your question," Celestia pivoted with a smile. "I won't let you climax quite so soon. You were close, maybe more than you realized. I find that cute. ♡"

Twilight looked at the yellow light engulfing one section of her cock, pursing her lips in embarrassment for almost getting to the finish line far before her partner. Where she stared was suddenly intruded upon by the enormous orbs of flesh she'd gawked at not so long ago. Jutting her head back in surprise, Twilight was given an all-consuming embrace by Celestia's oversized breasts. They were such soft, pliable pillows wrapping around her painfully erect horsecock and it drove her fucking CRAZY how much this lived up to the dream—.

Held against Twilight's cock by her hands, Celestia added once more to the bubbling cauldron of pleasure melting her student's mind to ooze by pumping her phat tits up and down the lengthy shaft. Her chest just barely lifted off Twilight's lap at the height of her motion, a consequence of their differing sizes. Celestia bore her heady gaze at the flustered Twilight amidst the wet slapping noises of their skin merging in such intimate ways. Their eye contact, seeing the very bliss blooming across her student's adorable little face, drove Celestia to pump her cock faster, quicker, more fervently.

"Feel my gigantic fucking tits around your delicious cock, dear... Your pre tastes so salty and savory, sticky on my tongue... Tell me what you think. I may need some pointers.~" Her voice dripped with nearly venomous sensuality. She did NOT need pointers, she needed to let the poor unicorn release—.

"Gawd your tits are fucking gooood... P—pleeease..." Twilight managed a few understandable words among less sophisticated noises of feral arousal. She actually let out a whinny, prompting a quick suppression of laughter from Celestia.

"You want to... What? What is it, my darling Twilight? Use your words, I know you have plenty at your disposal." Celestia egged her on, teased her like the cruel deity she wasn't. She punctuated her taunt with another kiss upon her flexing flare.

"I wanna CUUUHUHUM..! Celestiaaa!" Twilight begged desperately. She suddenly bucked with all her might, thrusting her throbbing, veiny staff into her cavernous cleavage, positively fucking the princess's now wobbling sweaterpuppies.

Celestia's teeth bared through a devious smile, eyes burning with dark satisfaction. She quickly switched back to her softer expression, mouth opening to catch the globs of prenut getting flung at her. She then grasped her breasts by her nipples, using the brunt of her arms to squish and slide against her horsecock in alternating motions. Her eyes glanced back up at Twilight, who had thrown her head back in the throes of denied orgasm.

"Go ahead, Twilight. Douse me in another juicy load of your hot, steamy marenut, baby. ♡"

The spell dissipated, upon which in that very instant, a geyser of cum began its eruption straight into Celestia's face, rope after rope colliding with her beautiful expression of pleased surprise. As yet another record-breaking orgasm rocked through her entire body, Twilight fought with the fury of a hellhound for her consciousness, groaning from the belly with each pulse of her cock that seemed to pulsate through the pliable flesh squeezing against her. Despite her vision blurring, floating in and out and seeing spots, the unicorn prevailed.

Left in an exhausted, slouched pile of tingling nerves, Twilight sucked in a breath through her teeth and released it as her chin trembled. Her gaze returned in full to the sight of Princess Celestia halfway between her legs with her mammoth breasts left slack atop her thighs, and soaked with the haphazard, violent release of her cum. More than the drizzled lines of off-white streaked across the tops of her cleavage, Celestia's face was especially coated, nearly obscuring her in totality. But a quick swipe of all her fingers down the bridge of her snout and down to her maw scooped much of that load from her pleased expression and smoothly swung her fingers between her puckered lips, sucking the chunky, pent-up nut off her face. A muffled moan elicited from Celestia as she wetly sucked the cum off her digits, a genuine expression of consuming the delicious sperm from her student.

"A fine offering, my dear student. Though your insistence gives you an A this time." Celestia let a humored smirk slide across her lips, ending in a perky giggle overtaking her once steadfast seductress persona. Twilight couldn't help but join her with a tired string of chuckles rising from her chest.

"You... You gotta gimme the A+ here... just for that finish, teach." Twilight huffed out in spite of her refractory period sucking all the eagerness from her.

"Oh, fine. You're my favorite student anyways.~" Celestia conceded playfully, dragging her finger across the streaks of stickiness in her face fur to bring the gob of cum to her mouth to suck down. Every time she clamped down on another taste of Twilight's cum, she closed her eyes and intensely savored it...

"Do you... Do you wanna take a... another shower? Ahem..." Twilight asked in curiosity.

"Looking to join me this time?" Celestia said against her fingertip, glancing up at Twilight.

"Oh, I... I'm WAY too out of it to try anything. Good gawd, ma'am..." Twilight tilted her head back and with the motion fell back onto the ruined sheets behind her with a hearty flop. Celestia followed her to look upon the tired little pony with a healthy amount of concern.

"Mayhaps I went too far this time." Celestia cheeped whilst holding her curled finger to her chin.

Twilight let loose a bleating groan for that was all she could manage. Giggling at her student, Celestia stood up from the bed and wiped up some more cum from her breasts this time. She looked down at Twilight with a fond smile plastered across her face.

"I'll go first and let you catch your breath. And... Hey, this won't change what we have." Twilight looked up at her mentor as a shift in the mood took hold. "I love you in ways numerous. As a student, as a confidant, as a friend and... well, a partner now that this has come to fruition. But outside of what we've done and, I hope, what we'll do, I won't let us lose what good there was before. I love you, Twilight Sparkle. We'll talk some more in a little bit."

As the princess turned her back and returned to the bathroom, Twilight watched her go. Her eyes were squarely upon the folded wings hugging close. She couldn't look anywhere else. She turned the corner and left Twilight to lay flat on Celestia's bed, where the princess slept. Her mind brought memories from long ago, when she spent tutoring lessons sprawled on this bed with all the parchment she used to do her work on, watched by her mentor fondly. Now, Twilight laid with her eyes staring up at the murals painted across the top of the bedframe, likely created many lifetimes before her. She drew a sharp breath in. It seemed the weight of the world settled just that much harder on her ribcage.

What could this possibly mean for Twilight?

Author's Note

A mixture of emotional confessions and more horny unicorn teasing? Say it ain't so!

Now the relationship is in a place to springboard into more ideas for the pair. Plus a far less kinky chapter to do so with compared to some other play they're gonna get into.