Royal Indiscretions

"Tell me of the vision, my love," a soft voice spoke from afar, bringing Twilight's roaming mind back towards reality. Swirls of the purple mist slowly faded, revealing Celestia's curious smile, beaming at the purple mare like the sun itself. A pair of bare, alabaster hooves wrapped around her neck, the sensation of the soft touch making more of the billowing fog dissipate into nothingness. "Focus. Breathe, do not permit yourself to venture too far," the sun goddess' silky voice warned.

Seeking inner peace, desperate to follow the voice's advice, Twilight moved through the vast clouds of unknown, marveling at the inner light shining from within, but also frightened at the prospect of getting herself lost in the vast sea of lavender smoke. Focusing at the soft voice, a beacon amidst the fog, she found her way towards consciousness.

Twilight gasped as she opened her eyes - the morning sun shone brightly, blinding her slightly and illuminating the white bedroom with its gentle rays. Motes of dusk sparkled in the air as if enchanted, filling the chamber with an eerie atmosphere of absence - it felt as if something was missing, hiding close, just on the edge of consciousness, yet far out of reach. Like a dream that was quickly forgotten when one's slumber came to an abrupt end - lingering on the fringes of the mind, almost taunting with its elusiveness.

The purple mare gazed upon her teacher, feeling her heart beat faster.

"I saw..." the words came into her mind, but Twilight could not arrange them into a coherent sentence. The thoughts and memories she tried to convey using a language she came to rely throughout her life seemed to escape from the normal conventions and patters of understanding. Twilight found herself in a need of a more expressive power, words and sentences that did not and could not exist in pony tongue - its shortcomings now glaring and painfully obvious to the lost, purple mare.

As Twilight struggled to find meaning in the arcane corners of her mind, a moment of serenity and peace lingered, almost unnoticed.

And then, the music came. Soft as velvet, dulcet and peaceful, flowing, and moving through the air as if it was a physical thing. The notes rang and danced, played, almost as if they were alive, possessing form and shape. Twilight stared, mesmerized and lost in the vast ocean of meanings that the tones conveyed. Celestia sang with her eyes closed, holding the purple mare close to her heart.

There were no words, no sentences and no rhymes - the song brought only understanding, ideas and knowledge. Raw, unrefined thoughts billowed in the air, almost tangible, leaving Twilight with a wish to extend her hoof and touch them, hold them close even for one fleeting moment. Colors swirled - senses, that she had no idea existed, woke up from their slumber, offering the purple mare an innate understanding of the ethereal song.

It spoke of a sun, strung high above the land, and a moon, in whose company the shining orb traveled through the sky. They spent their time singing and playing as they moved through the vast reaches of azure. Twilight sensed love between the two. A deeper, almost physical connection, a feeling she could not fully comprehend with her mind bound the two in their eternal journeys.

The sun and the moon continued their pilgrimage, until one day, they stumbled upon a peculiar sight.

Playing and frolicking in the green grass, there were small, equine creatures - ponies. They were without a worry, content with their ways, beaming with happiness and joy. They lived their small lives, passing the spirit from one generation to the next. The sun grew curious, enthralled by these marvelous beings - she watched them together with the moon whenever she had a chance.

As they moved and circled the sky, day by day and night by night, the sun and moon grew attached to the little ponies, looking forwards to seeing them each time they passed close by. They whispered and gossiped about the curious creatures, their little highs and lows, inconsequential troubles and moments of joy soon becoming the sole topic of conversation between the sisters. They, both of them, found longing in their hearts, wishing only to come down from the sky and join the ponies in their play.

And so they did.

The song lingered in the air for one more fleeting moment after Celestia ceased her tale. Silence grew, as the lovers looked upon one another, one with curiosity and hope, the other with adoration and tears of happiness glistening in her eyes. Time passed in stillness, as they stood wanting words with which to express themselves. The student sniffed, drying her eyes.

"I... Thank you, princess. Thank you," Twilight whispered, managing to coax her mind into motion after the overwhelming experience. Celestia smiled warmly and kissed her on the forehead.

"You have understood my song," she spoke, lowering herself to Twilight's level and kissing her student on the lips. Twilight pushed slightly against the alabaster muzzle, but she was too late, caught unprepared as her mind still drifted. The sun monarch escaped the kiss and smiled once again, caressing her student's cheek with her white hoof.

"No mortal can hear the music of the gods, my love," came Celestia's words - instead of providing understanding and clarity, they posed even more questions, swarming Twilight with a thunderstorm of stray thoughts.

"And yet, you did hear," the princess spoke and looked upon her lover with longing, such pride and joy in her eyes. Even though she saw the plight riddling her student's mind and wished for nothing more than a chance to comfort her, Celestia knew that it was something Twilight needed to understand on her own. She placed one more kiss upon the purple lips.

"I will get the bath ready. Come, join me when you reach understanding," Celestia whispered, raising slowly from the royal bed and, with a slight motion of her majestic wings, gracefully floating onto the marble floor. She cast one more gaze towards her befuddled student and made her way towards the royal baths.

The spacious bathroom was illuminated by the morning sun that shone in through stained glass windows. They depicted ponies near water, enjoying themselves, grooming their sparkling manes and lustrous coats with care - the multitude of color painting the whole bath chamber with violets, pinks, greens and blues. In the center of the room lay a large indentation in the marble floor with a few brass faucets springing from its edge. Copper pipes connected to the bath taps and crawled along the floor only to disappear in one of the walls.

Celestia turned a metal valve with her magic and waited for a few moments before a steaming stream of water started pouring into the pool. The installation rumbled and shook, the ancient mechanisms hidden in the bellows of the Castle were springing to life, heating and pumping the water through a vast network of hidden pipes.

From a shelf near the marble wall the sun goddess levitated over a few pink bottles. As they floated near, she emptied them into the billowy, raising water. Walking over to the edge of the royal bath, now steadily filling with pink bubbles and sunflower aroma, she bent over and tested the water with her alabaster hoof.

Perfect, as always.

Smiling contently, Celestia let out a happy sigh and slowly walked into the pool, letting her white coat dampen. Her regal mane and otherworldly tail soaked up the water, deflating and sticking to her sides. The princess tensed up as her sensitive underside brushed initially against the hot water, only to relax o moment later, letting the water caress her gently. After she made her way over to the deep corner, Celestia lay down under the water, now submerged almost up to her head. With a hum, she turned off the valve to stop the pool from overflowing - it seemed to be full now, bubbling and ready for a certain purple unicorn.

Slowly, Celestia felt her body relax in the hot water as the warmth spread through her flesh, making the princess coo in pleasure. After a while, her ear twitched slightly, prompted by a new sound. The sun monarch slowly opened her eyes, humming happily at the sight of a purple mare shyly entering the baths.

"Come, my love, the water is wonderful," she spoke, her soft tones coaxing Twilight into joining the princess. The purple mare seemed to be lost in her own thoughts, though - after a while of staring blankly into space, she blinked and promptly made her way to the pool. After trying the water with her lavender hoof, she slowly got in, letting out a happy sigh. Twilight eyed her teacher and submerged herself entirely under the bubbly surface of the pool, letting her coat, mane and tail soak up water. After a moment or two, she emerged from the sea of bubbles - Celestia heard a soft hum of relaxation escape her student's muzzle. There was no need to rush now. Twilight needed time and comfort to process the information she had been given, and the alabaster monarch intended to provide her with just that.

Moving like an alligator that just spotted its prey, only the eyes and the top of her head over the surface, Celestia made her way towards Twilight. When she got close, the teacher exchanged a meaningful gaze with her student after which she placed a small kiss on a damp, purple forehead. Cooing happily, Celestia began slowly brushing her hooves against the purple coat. Bubbles formed and popped as Twilight sighed contently, dozing off under her princess' careful ministrations. Celestia washed her student's mane and tail, humming softly and taking her time with deliberation, playing with the dark violet hair and placing small kisses here and there. Soaped up and bubbly, Twilight finally spoke.

"I... am no longer... a mortal," sounded her voice, wavering and unsure, almost as if uncertain about Celestia's approval. Two large, lavender eyes, filled with fear and desire for understanding, turned to the sun monarch.

"This truth is self evident, my love," answered Celestia, smiling lovingly at the purple pony. Twilight opened her mouth again, almost loosing her composure and giving in to the anxiety. She was about to assault her teacher with a volley of redundant questions - she could easily tell that Celestia knew what thoughts plagued her mind, though. Taking in a deep breath, the purple mare calmed herself and simply waited.

"Not so long ago, a young, pink pegasus came to me, pleading for help. She helped two souls come together, almost instinctively and without much conscious though. Their hearts beating in unison, and yet she saw them shy and riddled with unfounded fears and uncertainties. The pegasus simply wished for them to come together, and the world headed her will. This power scared her," Celestia continued her tale, making more bubbles appear as she rubbed her hooves on Twilight's soft coat.

"It soon became apparent that she embodied love itself, pure and uncorrupted, but also seemingly overwhelming and scary for the little filly. Visions of other ponies appeared before her eyes - she did sense things that no other could. Saw what lay hidden, deep within the souls of my ponies. When she felt strong affection and desire, locked away, buried within pony hearts, she helped it grow, break its bonds and blossom into love - nurturing it and tending to it like a gardener taking care of beautiful flowers."

"Some years later, a horn appeared on her forehead, confirming my lingering suspicions. An alicorn was born before my very eyes."

Twilight looked to Celestia, a train of thought already formulating inside her mind. The princess smiled, able to read her student with ease, and silenced her with a soft peck on her lips.

"Indeed, I am speaking of your foalsitter. Cadence grew attached to you and insisted quite vehemently on spending as much time as possible with a certain purple filly before I bestowed the official title upon her," Celestia mused, pouring some water on Twilight's tail, now sparkling clean.

"To satiate your curiosity, she is currently away, traveling through the far north, in the lands of eternal winter - searching for what lay hidden there," spoke the sun goddess, "But that is a tale for another time," she paused, thinking. "I believe she is accompanied by the royal guard under the command of none other than your brother."

"Shiny?" Twilight blinked, processing this new information. "So that's what this 'Secret Mission for Princess Celestia' is," she whispered to herself, bringing a hoof to her muzzle. Sitting still, enjoying being washed by her teacher, letting herself be distracted by the tales about other ponies, somewhere deep inside her mind, Twilight finally accepted a raging, unbearable thought that screamed from the depths of her soul ever since she heard the song.

"I... I am going to be an alicorn."

She blushed, feeling a pair of lips place a kiss upon her cheek.

"And from the looks of things..." Twilight bit down on her lip, her blush growing. "I'm going to be a princess of coitus," she whispered flatly, deflating and slumping into the water. Celestia kissed her once more, giggling at the silly mare with mirth.

"The Goddess of Sex sounds much more seductive, don't you think, my beloved?" The sun princess spoke slyly, nibbling on her student's ear. She moved her white hoof under the water, moment by moment getting closer to Twilight's sunken treasure. Feeling the purple mare tense up and draw quick breaths, she bit on a lavender ear as she made contact with the submerged rose.

"Mmmm... I recall leaving something in here," cooed Celestia as she sent a shimmering tendril of golden magic out from her horn. It wove around the two mares, caressing and teasing Twilight at every opportunity it had, only to finally plunge beneath the water's surface. It snaked its way down the purple coat, squeezing the two sensitive mounds as it went past them. Finally, the golden tendril arrived at the pair of plump, purple lips tended to by a monarch's hoof. It moved aside, permitting entry. Twilight moaned softly as she felt the intruder make its way inside her - the stream of arcane teased her insides, caressing her shivering walls, but also making its way farther in, searching and probing.

Twilight stifled a yelp when the tendril finally reached its target. Deep inside her love, Celestia's magic touched the purple, stubby horn that lay there dormant, happily tucked in, surrounded by the warm flesh. Twilight could only whimper as the erotic sensations crawled through her spine, making the hair on her coat stand up - it felt positively electric. This wonderful feeling of being filled coupled with the sharp impulses of a dire need brought about by slight twitches of the horn made her moan without abandon.

Twilight needed more. She had to have herself, her own horn, moving in and out of her quivering treasure, riding her like a proper stallion. The purple mare wanted only herself, her own tight passage, massaging the purple intruder and bringing bouts of pleasure to her lust-filled mind.

"Princess...! Please!" Twilight whimpered, her hips bucking on their own, yet unable to elicit any kind of fulfillment on their own. Celestia nibbled on the purple ear, thinking quietly and listening to her student's heartbeats.

"Mmm..." hummed her majesty, now turning to explore a lithe, lavender neck with a flurry of kisses. "As much as I would love to keep denying you the sweet release, there is lesson to be taught and learned here, my beloved student," Celestia whispered into the purple ear, biting on in lightly and making Twilight squeak.

"You have done more than enough to earn your horn back - but I shan't return it to you just yet. Search your mind, my dearest, and recall the visions that visited you on the edge of consciousness. Think back to my song; reach deep within yourself and grasp the spark of divine that lies slumbering in your soul. Until you are able to, until you wrestle your magic back from my grasp and seize it for yourself, you shall not know the pleasure's peak."

"Focus, my love," came another whisper followed by a warm breath and a lick to Twilight's muzzle. The purple mare whimpered softly as the raging arousal still thrashed within her like a wild animal, desperate to be released from its cage. Twilight bit her lower lip, trying to gather her thoughts amidst the kisses Celestia placed on her elegant, purple neck. The lavender mare whined impatiently, anxious to simply let go and be taken by another pony. Such things would not come to pass though.

Twilight writhed in the hot water, sending pink bubbles into the air with each splash. She whimpered impatiently, pressing herself harder against the alabaster monarch, desperate for even the faintest touch. Gasping for breath, she shut her eyes tightly, trying her best to keep focused - a tiny, minuscule thread of consciousness on a small boat thrown about by the raging ocean of her arousal and need. She held out though, eager to please her princess and knowing that this roundabout way was the only path towards the summit of her pleasure.

Purple storm clouds brewed above her, rumbling and thundering like giants throwing gargantuan boulders in an undecipherable game that colossi fashioned. The vast sea foamed and billowed, waves tall and roaring as dragons threw the tiny unicorn from one to another, catching her and passing along as a cruel entertainment. She whined and moaned, desperate to stay adrift, fighting against the currents that which each passing moment drew closer and closer to swallowing her whole.

And then as the time slowed down, she felt herself getting overwhelmed. The dark waters closed on her, spreading numbness through what remained of her consciousness. She drifted downwards, all sound and feeling muted by the liquid manifestation of arousal that swallowed her - the last remaining rays of purple light shone from up above, scattering throughout the water where the surface lay. They slowly dimmed though, about to leave Twilight in darkness.

A golden light and a silver voice came through from up above.

"I believe in you, my love."

Grasping at the remaining vestiges of her strength, Twilight moved up, desperate to breathe the air of clarity and emerge from the numbing sea of arousal.

When she broke the surface, the world was eerily calm. The raging waves stood still, frozen and ominous. The purple mist and clouds billowed lazily, inviting Twilight to take a leisurely stroll among them. Taking a deep breath, she trotted forward, the sound of her hoofs clopping against the now solid ocean echoed in this strange realm. Twilight looked around, her bright eyes searching for something, anything in the fog.

Minutes passed, then what felt like hours. She walked among the enormous, still tides and yet found nothing. The frozen sea seemed all but endless, covered in the purple mist, impenetrable and unwilling to reveal its secrets to the lavender mare. A feeling of annoyance passed by her in the fog like a silver fish swimming through a reef. Another one. Golden, slightly larder, with two long whiskers trailing behind its shining body. Curiosity. Suddenly she felt herself surrounded by a school of white creatures, dancing around her, circling her and weaving complex patterns in the mist. Understanding.

Twilight closed her eyes, exhaled and simply let herself comprehend what she already knew. It all semed easy in retrospect.

She opened her eyes, and looked up - there was her horn, parting her mane as it should. A single tendril of golden magic glimmered, wrapped around its spirals several times and then stretching out far, far away, only to disappear in the mist.

With a confident smile, Twilight followed the trail.

Sitting in the steaming water, surrounded by pink bubbles and embracing her faithful student, Celestia felt a tiny tug an her magic. Smiling to herself, she squeezed Twilight tighter and resumed placing kisses along her neck. The purple unicorn stirred and, with a soft coo escaping her lips, began moving the horn inside herself. With a blush growing on her cheeks, she whimpered, pressing her coat firmly against Celestia.

"You have done well, my love," the princess spoke, moving underwater to tease a purple teat with her hoof and giving Twilight's neck a soft nip. The sun monarch moved her muzzle up to her students ear. Twilight felt warm breaths, quickening and deepening as the Celestia whispered, "now, masturbate for me."

"Y-yes, princess," Twilight whimpered firming her magic's grasp upon the purple horn and increasing its speed. She whined softly, raising her head to allow Celestia easier access to her neck. "H-hold me, princess," she whispered, squeaking cutely.

The sun monarch wrapped both her hooves and the soaked, alabaster wings around the Twilight's lithe frame, assaulting her neck with a multitude of kisses, nips and bites. The purple mare moaned, tensing up as she rode herself with her own horn, pumping it in and out underneath the water's surface. Twilight put all of her skill to good use; the countless, lonely evenings she spent with only her books and magic as company, were usually finished with the studious mare tending to her own garden, desperate for a release after a day of hard work.

What started out as forbidden fruit, an experimentation she indulged in with a fluttering heart, then became routine and an irreplaceable part of her day. Twilight had gotten intimately familiar with her own anatomy, expertly skilled at bringing helself pleasure. And now it seemed as if somepony else was giving her a test of this very ability. Twilight felt confident she would pass.

"Aaah!" The purple mare exclaimed, trembling as her body shifted each time she thrust her horn inside. Feeling more kisses and nibbles playfully grace her jaw line, Twilight huffed as she increased the speed even more, now using her magic to reach into the water and tease her swollen teats. She kneaded them with expert care, pinching on the hard nipples and making herself voice soft, involuntary moans. With another tendril of the magenta aura, she stroked her pliable love button, making it vibrate as she squeezed it tightly.

Celestia watched with a smile on her muzzle - she was anxious to take in every minute detail of this exquisite performance. Twilight cried out as she enlarged the field surrounding her horn, the magenta aura now stretching her inner walls almost to the point of pain. Elated by this familiar sensation, Twilight let out another moan, shaking as she bent backwards, pressing herself tighter into Celestia's embrace. She was close now, the pressure inside her threatening to overflow at a moment's notice.

Twilight whined one last time as she pushed her horn as far inside as she could, spasming and uttering a stream of ear-piercing moans. Her limbs tensed as she applied another bout of vibrations to her love button with the last remaining vestiges of her magic. Then, the orgasm came upon her like an enormous wave, swallowing her whole, making all her senses scream at once, bombarding her poor mind with more sensations then it could process.

In the steaming water, surrounded by a sea of floating, pink bubbles, Twilight gasped for breath, looking at the world before her with a newfound clarity. Feeling a hoof lovingly stroke her mane, she turned to her princess and sealed the royal lips with a kiss. Smiling brightly, she caresses an alabaster cheek with her own, placing one more kiss on Celestia's muzzle for good measure.

"Did you like it, princess?"

A kiss came in the answer.

Twilight giggled, breaking away from her mentor and swimming farther out into the pool. When she reached the center, the purple mare closed her eyes and focused. She took a deep breath and opened her mouth slightly, arching her back in pleasure as she slowly pulled her horn from within her moist cave. Twilight shielded it with glimmering, magenta aura, preventing the water from touching its sensitive surface.

Her horn. It looked strangely alien, now floating before her, held up by her own magic. She could reverse Celestia's spell any time she wanted - all she needed to do was cast a simple cantrip, nothing more. Twilight smiled seductively as she slowly turned to face her teacher. Giving Celestia the bedroom eyes, she strode forward through the steaming water, parting the sea of bubbles on her way over.

"I don't think I could accept my horn in this state, princess. It's... dirty. Could you... Clean it up for me...?" Twilight spoke on borrowed confidence, her heart threatening to give up and burst out from her chest at any moment. Making such a lewd proposal still sent shivers down her spine.

"Of course, my love. I will make sure to return it to the state I found it in," spoke the sun monarch, a serious smile appearing on her features. The horn was promptly surrounded by a golden aura as the princess levitated it over. Looking right at Twilight with half-lidded eyes, she began to move her strong, royal tongue up and down the horn's pearly surface. Twilight cooed affectionately as she made her way forward, blushing at the feelings elicited by the cleaning process. The purple mare watched her teacher for a moment or two, enthralled by her beauty and grace which she summoned for even most unbecoming of activities. After making up her mind and letting out a happy giggle, Twilight joined her.

Two tongues danced and played on the horn's smooth surface. Twilight could feel each and every lick bring tingling sensation to her nethers. She was tasting her own arousal at the same time - blushing at the prospect of sharing it together with her teacher. Unwilling to give in to the pleasure so soon after the last time, she swiftly chased down Celestia's tongue with her own and locked the princess in a fiery kiss. Twilight moaned into the royal mouth, licking and exploring, wrestling with its strong occupant for domination. Unable to attain victory, Twilight finally broke the kiss and lay still in the water, panting as she looked upon her princess.

"I... I think my horn is now clean enough," Twilight's voice trembled as her purple friend ignited in a magenta aura. The horn levitated slowly onto its proper resting place and with a complex incantation making the air electric with magic, was affixed there permanently. Twilight sighed contently, prodding her horn with a hoof - seemingly happy with the result, she placed a peck upon Celestia's lips.

"I love you, princess."