Double Vision

Luna watched as

Princess Celestia galloped toward her castle. She would neither fly nor teleport to her destination. She would need all of her strength and power for the confrontation to come. Nothing about this would be easy. The sun slipped below the horizon, setting without her command. It was taken out of her power by the usurper sitting confidently on the Canterlot throne.

Celestia charged through the castle halls. Walls and windows she had passed a hundred thousand times over now flew past in a blur. The fading light from outside trickled through the stained glass. It was not night yet.

Luna watched as

Celestia threw open the throne room doors with a mighty crash of her magic. Her enemy, somepony she once trusted completely, greeted her arrival with an arrogant smile. She stepped casually from the throne down the red carpeted stairs to meet her on the battlefield. The royal hall of the throne, home to the guardian of peace, and justice for a thousand years, would become the deciding grounds for the fate of Equestria.

Celestia could only watch in horror as the aura of evil, red magic surrounded the twisted mare, powered by the Alicorn Amulet. Her dark cloak billowed in the ethereal wind of her magic charging. The same wind that once flowed through Celestia's once nebulous mane. But no longer. Her mane, now a pale pink, hung limply at her side, once again a slave to gravity.

The dark pony threw back her cloak's hood and greeted her, "I've been waiting for you Celestia. We meet again, at last." Twilight said, her eyes red with dark magic. She slowly circled the Princess like a wolf, confident, patiently savoring the meal to come. "The circle is now complete. When I left you I was but a learner. Now I am the master."

"Only a master of evil, Twilight!" Celestia spat back, slinging her first kinetic strike spell, hoping to end this fight before it begins. Twilight instantly raised a shield, reflecting it back at the Alicorn. Celestia did her best to dodge it, but was caught in a glancing blow. Her footing staggered, as she grunted from the impact, trying to recover quickly for the next bout.

"Your powers are weak, old mare!" Twilight growled, preparing her next spell. She conjured a trio of spears, hurtling them at the Princess. But she was ready this time, deftly avoiding the projectiles. Celestia answered with a gout of fire aimed high at the unicorn. Normally a fire volley of that size would be magically exhausting, but it was only for show. Twilight shifted her defense for the incoming flames, leaving an open! Celestia immediately followed up with a magic sweep of Twilight's legs. She tumbled to the floor, allowing a break in the combat. Celestia took the opportunity to attempt reason one final time.

"You can't win, Twilight. If you strike me down, I shall become more powerful than you can possibly imagine!" Twilight answered with a magic spell most any unicorn could manage, Light. But she focused it into a concentrated beam aimed at her mentors heart!

"You should not have come back." Twilight hissed, bearing down on Celestia, who was only just managing to keep her shield up.

"Tia!" Luna cried out from the doorway, "Your shields can't repel firepower of that magnitude!"

Celestia panicked. She yelled out to warn Luna to escape, "IT'S A TRAP!" Twilight marched confidently closer to Celestia. Her death ray, powered by the amulet, seemed inexhaustible as she intensified her attack. Celestia could feel her strength failing.

The shield shattered.

Celestia's life flashed before her eyes... which kinda took a little while.

Twilight's deadly magic connected, ending Celestia's once-immortal life. Her body vanished, leaving only her crown, collar of office, and her gold shoes clattering on the ancient stone. Luna screamed out in terror, "NO!"

Luna watched as

Twilight lifted the crown from the floor in her crimson magic aura, placing it on her own head. She stared at Luna, as though taunting her to make a move. Luna obliged. Her vision blurred with tears as she charged at the traitorous unicorn! She lashed out with a flurry of attacks, kinetic, elemental, psychic! In her blind rage she swung for the fences at her, slinging every fatal magic she could remember.

Twilight parried each of Luna's uncoordinated and predictable attacks. Shield, Elemental Counter, Mind-Ward... There was no finesse to Luna's attacks. Her magic moved like a lumbering giant in slow, loping swings. It was pathetic! Twilight watched in amusement a Luna continued her assault in vain all while in a full gallop, closing the distance. She was going to make this too easy.

Luna leaped at the end of her charge to assault Twilight in a final, physical confrontation. As if her running at Twilight didn't scream her obvious plan of attack. In a single, deft motion, Twilight merely raised her hoof, grasping Luna in mid air with her magic. Luna tried to resist the restraint, unfurling her wings to take flight.

"Oh, you won't be needing those." Twilight said as she conjured a magic rope that wrapped itself around her wings, binding her. Luna tried in a last resort to call her magic to her horn. "NO." Twilight barked, grabbing Celestia's heavy collar and slamming Luna's horn with it. The magic charge it held backfired, giving Luna a terrible headache, and leaving her without magic temporarily.

Luna watched as

Twilight conjured more rope and bound her front and hind legs together. Without her wings or magic, Luna was completely immobilized with her limbs in the hog-tie. Twilight placed her on the floor, her face pressed to the ground. Unable to right herself, Luna's rump was propped up into the air. Twilight regarded her prisoner.

"What are you waiting for then?" Luna asked, indignantly, "You've defeated me. Why do you spare my life!?"

Twilight removed the crown. A grin began to spread across her lips. In her confidence, she even took off the Alicorn Amulet, tossing it aside, out of Luna's reach. "Her magic would not save her now." Twilight thought.

Twilight plopped herself down behind Luna's prostrated form. "What are you going to do?" Luna asked, worried.

Twilight smirked back, "Whatever I please..." as she leaned in to lick Luna's-

Luna bucked her hips, trying to kick at Twilight with her bound hooves, which just resulted in a sad, unproductive flailing.
"Be still!" Twilight commanded. Luna refused, continuing to struggle from her restraints. They held. Twilight did not need the amulet for this. She cast electric bolts into Luna's supple flank, causing her to writhe in agony. It was nothing fatal. Just enough to make the point. SHE was in charge.

"BE STILL!" Twilight yelled this time! Luna stopped moving, as she was told. She had never known helplessness like this. Her dear sister who had always been there for her, was dead. Her accoutrements scattered on the floor unceremoniously. There was nopony coming to save her. Twilight moved Luna's tail aside and began to lap greedily at her royal pussy. Luna's body betrayed her mind as it reacted autonomously. Twilight could feel the Alicorn's heat grow, as well as grow moist. Twilight savored the taste.

Luna watched as

Twilight happily ate out the helpless princess. As she watched, she couldn't help but think,
"Gah, these pretzels suck!" Luna looked down at the basket of pretzels she was eating and immediately decided to discard them. Which was a shame because she really wanted a snack to go with the show. It was just getting to the good part where Twilight would fabricate an elaborate buildup to having sex with her.

"Well, HER over there." Luna thought as she watched Twilight continue to have her way with her Luna, bound on the floor. Every night it seemed, Twilight dreamed of a different way to have sex with Luna. It was most amusing to the real Princess of the Night to watch, unseen to the dreamer.

Luna had just arrived in Twilight's dream, having come from a stallion's dream of being in the Hoofball Superbowl. Luna helped herself to the pretzels at the concession stand there, but now it was clear that it was not a culinary master dreaming up those forsaken pretzels.

Judging from tonight's dialogue, it seemed that Twilight had just watched Mare Wars again for the hundredth time before going to bed. The lavender unicorn was so adorkable sometimes. Luna did not place any stock into Twilight striking down Celestia with her 'dark side' magic. It was integral to tonight's show. On any other night, it could have gone completely differently, but always ending with Twilight and Luna together intimately. Tonight involved bondage, which was rare for the unicorn's dreams, but always a pleasant surprise for the Princess.

"TWILIGHT!" a voice boomed from seemingly nowhere. Twilight looked around for the source.

"TWILIGHT!" it rang throughout the halls, shaking the very walls, breaking the windows. The glass fell away as blinding white light began to streak through. The walls began to fall away, as everything shook and fading into blinding white briliance. Luna took her leave from the dream. She knew what came next.
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"Twilight." Spike said, shaking the mare awake. She groggily opened her eyes at the bedroom's light. "Um, why were you trying to eat your pillow?" Twilight looked at the big wet mark on her pillow she had been kissing and licking and pony-knows-what to it.

"It must have been a food dream." She lied, still in that half-awake state where she could still remember some details. Enough to know that under the covers was going to be musky right now. "What do you want?"

"I had a bad dream." he said, pouting.

"Well Princess Luna can't help everypony's dreams at once. I'm sure she was off saving some other little foal from their nightmares." Twilight tried to reason. "Just try to get back to sleep. If it's still bad, I can try making sleeping potion tomorrow to try to help with the dreams. Alright?"

"Okay..." Spike resigned, shuffling off back to his bed.

Twilight looked out her window at the moon, still high in the sky. It was still O'dark thirty. She tried to fall back asleep, but was finding it difficult in her condition. She reached her hoof between her legs to finish what her dream had started. She slid along her soft folds, parting them to gain purchase on her clitoris. At first she meant only to climax as expeditiously as possible. But mid-stroke, she shifted strategy.

She slowed her attack, opting to tease herself a bit. Her horn glowed faintly as she applied subtle, tactile magic pressures. She was able to 'touch' herself more precisely this way than with her blunt hoof. She ran her magic tendrils along her slit, probing at her wet entrance, before moving to her clit at the apex. A pinch and a flick sent electric shivers up her spine.

Soon, she was sure that she could hear Spike snoring loudly from his new basket bed in his own room. It was then that she decided to really turn things up. She slid an innocuous box labeled 'study aids' out from under her bed. She had given it a psychic enchantment for it to be 'hard to notice'. Not invisible, but just something that the mind of anypony else besides herself would actively avoid to notice. It was a little trick she had learned from a friend from 'out of town'.

Twilight opened the box. Inside were a variety of adult toys she had gotten from The Crop, Canterlot's best kept secret. She considered the dark blue phallus, before deciding she didn't want to have to clean such a large toy before returning to sleep. She instead opted for the small toy that resembled a lipstick applicator. Its disguise was perfect for discretionary pleasure on the go. It came highly recommended to the lonely librarian by a certain, white-furred, fashionista.

Twilight grinned as she twisted the bottom of it, bringing the device to life. It hummed very quietly in her hoof as she brought it to her eager pussy. She continued her self-play with her magic. She teased around the edge of her lips with the vibrator, deliberately avoiding the one spot that would send her over the top. She closed her eyes, trying to focus on the details of her dream. She could still remember some parts clearly.

She was in the throne room. She was wearing Celestia's crown, 'Ooh how naughty', she thought, squirming under the toy in her hoof. She was... she was about to... she was about to... fuck Luna! The details of the encounter came flooding back in that instant. Luna was bound on the floor, helpless. Her sweet plot before Twilight, hers for the taking. She remembered as she had begun lapping at her sweet plot.

Twilight had involentarily kicked her covers off, basking in the pale moonlight flooding through the window. By the stars! She could smell Luna's pussy even now as she remembered the dream! She turned her head to the side, biting her pillow. She ground the toy directly onto her sensitive clit, erupting her climax!

"HMMMMmmm LUNA!" she moaned through her clenched teeth into her pillow. Her hips bucked up into her hoof as she soaked her tail and sheets in her mare-cum. Twilight gasped at the intensity of her orgasm. The memory alone, enough to drive her to new heights of pleasure. She had only just enough presence of mind to return the toy to it's box, and then place it under her bed. She pulled her covers back over her sticky form. She would bathe in the morning. She hadn't the strength now to do anything now. Her horn had barely gone out before Twilight was fast asleep once more.

Luna watched as

Twilight reentered the Dreamscape. All that the moon's light fell upon was within her power to observe, just as Celestia could behold all that the sun's light touched. It was an aspect of her power of office as the Princess of the Night that she did not like to advertise. Particularly what with given her voyeuristic proclivities.

Rudely ejected from Twilight's dream by Spike, she took up perch in the moon's gaze as its light poured into Twilight's bedroom. She was not disappointed in her decision. Watching Twilight since their meeting on Nightmare Night had pleased the Princess in oh so many ways in that time.

A god, or goddess, is only ever as powerful as the believers behind them. And while they were not exactly goddesses, the princesses enjoyed a powerful effect of their subjects' worship. It enhanced their magic as they passively fed on the latent mana of their names on the minds of the ponies they reigned over. There is power in names. It is the way you can hear your name clearly over the din of a crowd.

Twilight's prayer to the Princess of the Night at the height of her carnal ecstasy was a boon for Luna. A sumptuous banquet of a prayer for a princess who otherwise subsisted on the scraps leftover from her sisters table. Celestia's most faithful student Twilight may be. But her heart belonged to Luna. Luna's corporeal body felted a shiver of pleasure in her nethers. It was an ancillary benefit of a prayer from such a powerful unicorn in the throes of passion.

"Such devotion in a subject is most deserving of reward." the princess mused on high. She sensed Twilight's spirit returning to the Dreamscape. "Such loneliness, even among friends." she felt of Twilight as well. She remembered her own loneliness, in isolation for a thousand years on the moon. Even now, her power and royal position continued to alienate her from the common pony. But through Twilight, she felt a kindred spirit. Another lost sole of hopeless romance.

This time, she decided, Twilight deserved to have her do more than merely watch. "Gird thine loins, young Twilight. Thy Princess of the Night, shall arrive!"