Royal Indiscretions

"Are you certain, my love?"

Celestia stood upon a sunlit dais overlooking all of Canterlot. The warm sun shone brightly, coating the busy city and white marble under her hooves with its radiant splendor. A slight breeze ruffled a few feathers on the monarch's outstretched wings as she craned her neck towards the purple mare sitting by her side.

"Yes. I have no intention of letting you go through this alone, you know. I... want to be there for you," Twilight Sparkle spoke, reassuring her mentor with a touch of a hoof.

Taking in a deep breath, Celestia closed her eyes. One of her wings twitched nervously as she shuffled her hooves, almost betraying to the world the inner turmoil wrecking her nerves. But then she took a deep, calming breath and spoke with regained composure.

"I would not forgive myself if something happened to you while traversing the outer realms with me," she declared, casting her gaze somewhere to the skies. Hesitant, her mind torn asunder by her pupil's request, Celestia stood up to look over the city.

Comfort finally came to soothe the troubled monarch as a warm pair of hooves entangling themselves with her legs. She saw two pleading eyes, sparkling in the sunlight with such hope and desire to be of any help necessary. How could she refuse? Celestia bent down towards Twilight and placed a kiss on the unicorn's forehead, steeling herself for the magical journey they were about to begin in a few minutes.

"Very well then," she whispered with a sigh as she cleared a stray curl of Twilight's mane away from her beautiful face. Smiling, and after an all too short moment they spent gazing into each other's eyes, both mares moved towards the center of the marble platform.

Celestia shot one more worried glance towards Twilight as she prepared to weave the ancient magic. Igniting her horn to shine and glimmer like the sun above them, she called down strands of golden energy to twist and shape into the spell's form. Pouring out raw power and and acting as an architect of the complex incantation at the same time, she slowly built a magnificent arcane cage of gleaming gold.

Inside, standing close to her teacher, Twilight was without breath, enchanted by the rare opportunity to see her princess perform magic. Celestia's usual spells, cantrips she performed everyday, were quick as lightning, incredibly efficient and entirely too easy to miss. A spell that a normal unicorn would spend minutes on, the sun goddess simply willed to existence in an instant. As soon as it manifested, the magic was gone again, almost as if it was never there - blink and you'll miss it.

Even Twilight, despite her familiarity with the princess, had trouble with following Celestia's daily displays of magic - to the uninitiated and unaccustomed to Her Royal Highness, the expertise with which she wielded arcane must have seemed divine. It was as if she did not wield the mundane magic at all; as if instead of joining ranks with the mortal mages, Celestia had access to a more intricate, whimsical and otherworldly instrument with which she performed her craft.

Twilight knew better than that, though. And now, as she stared with wide eyes at the spell, built slowly and with deliberation, she could appreciate all of Celestia's mastery even more. The princess was careful to show each and every single detail of her work, her gaze flickering towards Twilight once in a while to see whether the other mare was still following. They stood like that for a long while, one weaving the spell and the other lost in its divine beauty.

As the incantation neared its completion, Twilight whispered to herself, still stunned at the magnificent complexity of the arcane construct around them.

"I need to give the princess a proper thank you later."

And then, as the golden sun shone brightly above all of Canterlot, they were no more.

Darkness.

And then... the sun, rising slowly and banishing the blackness around her.

Twilight groaned and with a blink, her vision came to focus. She saw Celestia smile slyly and then dart forward immediately. By some miracle, she found the will to react and meet her mentor's lips halfway. Feeling the familiar hunger ignite within her, Twilight instinctively pushed, propping herself up as the princess pulled away, to chase her prey and extract every little ounce of pleasure from the kiss. Celestia proved too devious though, and in her wickedness, simply stood up leaving the flustered unicorn to try balancing on her hind legs.

With a disappointed whinny, Twilight let go and plopped down on all four. Then it hit her - there was no floor to stand upon.

The stars shone above and below, filling the darkness with an eerie ambiance. Scraps of the day sky floated here and there, spilling into the void with their soft shades of blue dispelling the ominous blackness.

She was in the heavens above.

It felt overwhelming and wonderful and mysterious yet frightening and joyous and-

"I could not help but notice your arousal, my love," Celestia spoke as she sneaked up to Twilight from seemingly no direction at all. "If that is how you react to seeing me weave more complex magic, I ought to start teaching you more," she whispered into Twilight's ear, giving it a soft nibble, unable to contain a slight quiver in her voice.

"I... Um... I'd love to," was all that the poor Twilight managed to say before the blush claimed her cheeks.

Celestia tried to giggle nonchalantly, but soon the cheerful demeanor soon broke and worry begin to well up within her. Twilight looked up to her princess and noticing a hint of distress, pulled the monarch into a tight hug. She felt Celestia stiffen for a moment and relax soon after, lulled into comfort and security brought by her lover's proximity.

"It's alright," Twilight whispered, "I'm here for you." They stayed embracing each other, drinking the warmth and peace from the contact. When time came for them to part, Celestia was smiling once more.

"You don't have to do it alone this time, princess."

They walked together, side by side in this strange, alien place. Celestia led her little protégé with caution and wariness that slowly heightened as the stars around them flickered and, one by one, died out. The eerie light went away aswell, coating both mares in utter blackness, pierced only by the inner radiance of the sun goddess' snow white coat.

The shadows darted around them trying to clutch the mares in their cold embrace but never once did they lay their silky black tendrils upon Celestia. She shone in the dark, a beacon untouched by the evil and a safe harbor for the little mare trying her best not to worry her guide with her distress.

"Stay close, my love," the princess whispered, careful not to draw her gaze away from the boiling blackness.

Twilight shivered scooting ever closer to Celestia as they continued their journey through the shade. It was cold, almost viciously so, and as they neared the epicenter of the raging tempest, the chill grew ever so dire. Biting wind without wind, the crushing cold without cold - the elements swirled around them, prowling at a safe distance as a predator would when stalking its prey.

They arrived where the maelstrom of darkness was harshest. Twilight tried to keep the windswept mane out of her eyes as she sought warmth and protection from Celestia, clinging to her side like a drowning mare to a floating piece of wood. She shut her eyes, trying to drown out her senses and ignore the compulsion to run away and hide.

Then, a regal voice pierced the raging blackness and shone like a lightning within a storm. "Nightmare Moon," spoke Celestia, her gaze set firmly in the shadows before her. "Cease this meaningless display," she spoke firmly, unshaken by the vortex of shade and grave cold.

A laughter, darker then a blackest of nights and more vicious than a dragon's roar surrounded them like a cold, wet blanket. The air stood still and the storm dissipated, the unbearable chill more pronounced now then ever before.

"Sister..." a voice of a snake sounded in the dark. "What pleasure brings thee to our parlour...?" Words, cutting like swords, came from the emptiness, only to be followed by an primal growl of a carnivore about to indulge in pony flesh.

"Show yourself at once-" Celestia began.

In a blink of an eye a black mare sprung forth from the chill, speeding towards the princess with murder in her gaze. Her coat was darker than the darkest blackness that surrounded them, making the atramentous world pale and milky in comparison to Nightmare Moon's glorious coloration.

She sped forward, almost blurring as she run with an imaginable swiftness, uttering a primal howl as she aimed towards her sister.

The dark mare bared her fangs, white and blinding against the black, her eyes set on Celestia's bare neck.

One more moment and she would rip Celestia's throat out-

Something silver shone in the darkness; a glistening metal collar around the black mare's neck with a long, long chain disappearing somewhere in the inky nothingness - it stretched and tightened and pulled Nightmare Moon back with an ungodly force, her dire jaws viciously biting naught but air. The black mare struggled against the restraints that held her firmly in humiliation. She raged for a moment only to jump backwards and growl at Celestia some more.

"Sister, please," the sun princess' voice broke as a tear stained her alabaster cheek. "Why must you fight me so? I wish only to have you back with me, Lu-"

"ENOUGH!" A growling shout was almost painful to withstand; Twilight winced, clutching Celestia's foreleg as she stared at Nightmare Moon with wide eyes and shaking hooves.

"Hate, hate hate! There is naught but hate for thee in our heart, sister," the black mare spat, looking over her sibling with disgust. "We yearn for the night whence we shall see thy head severed from thine body, bloody and broken beneath our hooves," the black mare cackled, her gaze firmly set on Celestia as she rustled her chain.

"Sister, please, sister, I beg of you-"

"Art thou blind to our superiority? Art thou not able to comprehend it? Oh sister, how do we pity thee - the weakling daywalker, beholden the powers and might she can scarcely imagine. How lost must thou be."

"But worry not, my... precious, little, tiny sibling" - a despicable smirk of superiority twisted Nightmare's lips - "For the hour of our victory draws near - oh, so near! Art thou able to feel it, sister? Can you feel it, WRETCH?!"

Twilight saw the world in red and black as a wave of magic powerful beyond her comprehension washed over everythig. Her heartbeat slowed down as she looked at the clear yet somehow incomprehensible images before her - the dark mare's horn shining with vile light, coating the world in sickly green, then yellow and blood red as the magic neared Celestia, the light exploding, and...

A severe, throbbing pain in her head was the sole sensation that assured Twilight she was still alive.

Her ears rang and vision swam as the dull world was smudging before her. Twilight saw a white shape wobble and fall down; a buzzing sound on the edge of her hearing sharpening suddenly into a maniac laughter. And panting, somewhere in the distance. The dark world came back into focus like a punch to the face - and in this dark, cold world Celestia lay down on the blackness, unmoving.

Panic gripped Twilight as she felt her heart thud dully in her chest, suddenly painful as if her body was no longer able to contain it. Springing to her hooves, she ran to her teacher, almost falling over from pain wrought by the residual scraps of the spell still lingering in the icy air.

Time felt heavy and slow as Twilight looked upon her beloved's muzzle, searching frantically for any sign of life.

There.

A breath.

And another, and then one more. Twilight felt the weight of the world lifted from her shoulders as she took Celestia into her hooves and clutched her tightly. Lulling the unconscious mare, a tear made its way down Twilight's cheek when she began sobbing.

A dark presence lurked somewhere. A sound came, painful yet laden by what could be curiosity.

"Oh, Celestia, Celestia, foolish Celestia... Thou brought a mortal into our realm...?" A chilling voice rang right next to Twilight's ear. She seized up with the sun princess's head nesting securely against her chest, the deceiving, silky tones suddenly bringing back the grave chill.

Twilight looked up, stifling a sob - Nightmare Moon looked right back from afar, panting as she slowly made her way towards the trembling mare. Visibly exhausted, she moved slowly, clumsily almost, stumbling forward a couple of times before collapsing just before Celestia's still form.

Nightmare Moon gasped for breath, her hooves shaking, but never once did she move the piercing gaze away from the sun princess' prone body.

And there was that hideous smirk of satisfaction.

"We seemed to have exhausted ourselves in our attempt to bring ruin to thy dominion, sister..." the black mare sighed, closing her eyes as she steadied herself with a long breath. As her eyes fluttered open, a despicable grin twisted her features.

"We might have the strength left to deal the final blow, but perhaps" - the black mare cackled menacingly as she looked right at the trembling Twilight - "There is a precious possession of yours that we shall claim as ours." With a swift movement of a black horn, Nightmare Moon struck Twilight with dark magic; the purple mare wobbled on her hooves for a moment, half torn between following the flight instinct and staying close to watch over her beloved. She was immediately spared the choice though, as she collapsed right beside Celestia, her mind magically lulled into a deep, intoxicating slumber.

"We shalt defile thine flesh, little one, take all innocence thou hath within thee and twist it to our liking, so that this wretched sister of ours sees our image whenever she looks upon thee," Nightmare Moon pondered, circling her prey.

"We shalt make thee our slave, thy desires forever bound to our voluptuous form."

"Thou shalt love us... And despair," Nighmare Moon finished with a cackle as she entered the slumbering mare's dreams.

Something was wrong.

The hatred and perversion that swam throughout Nightmare's mind gave way to wariness and caution as she emerged from the depths of reality onto the calm shores of the dreamscape. She had been quite adept at traversing the slumber in her days of glory - was this new feeling of unease simply a result of the years of banishment? The spell that brought her here was cast immaculately, there was no doubt about that.

When she entered the mind of Celestia's entourage, Nightmare wove a powerful enchantment over the sleeper - all she had to do now was take the foolish mare in the dream-world and the unicorn's heart and soul would belong to Nightmare Moon for all eternity. The spell she cast would be irreversible once it takes effect.

Despite the ominous feeling, she clicked her tongue with grim satisfaction. Removing such magic was beyond Celestia's skill and power. Pulling even one tiny, unimportant being into the night felt like a victory and filled Nightmare Moon with a sense of superiority over her wretched sibling.

"Where art thou, little mare?" Nightmare Moon muttered, trying to find her way around the serene dream. Naught but thick trees filled her vision as she slowly trotted through the impossible forest. From the verdant grass sprung forth slender birchen trunks, ending somewhere far, far above in the cloudy canopy shrouding the sky. The purple smoke danced around the leaves, some of them falling gently onto the green undergrowth and disappearing within.

Suddenly, Nightmare's neck twisted as she spotted a purple shape moving amidst the trees. Her heartbeat quickened as she strode forward, cautious not to loose the elusive target. The purple mare hid behind one trunk only to appear in front of another; she frolicked around the woods, filling them with happy giggles and mirthful sighs.

Narrowing her eyes, Nightmare broke into full gallop. Hearing the ever faster thudding inside her chest, she ran towards the little purple shape as fast as hooves would take her, praying to the night she would be quick enough to catch the petite mare. Nearing the dreamer, Nightmare's features brightened - just one more moment and this beautiful, gorgeous creature would be all hers.

She pounced.

And then...

Nightmare Moon skidded to a halt as her hooves met the air. Gasping for breath, she frantically looked around, desperate to locate the little unicorn. Her chest hurt, as if her very heart was gripped tightly by an unknown force. Trotting nervously in place, Nightmare let out a dissapointed whinny. A painful expression painted itself on her face as she looked around with a longing gaze.

"If only we could catch thee, our little mare..." She whispered, pawing at the ground uselessly. Nightmare stood there, in the birch forest, for a longer while, a dejected look on her face. But then, her ear flickered as the sweetest melody in all of creation sounded nearby.

"I... Um... You scared me a bit," spoke the purple mare as she poked her head from behind one of the trees.

Nightmare looked up with elation and made one cautious step towards the unicorn, almost forgetting herself in the flurry of heartbeats and a peculiar feeling in her stomach. She stared at the little pony, her breath taken away and a slight blush creeping up her black neck.

"Um... My name is Twilight Sparkle," spoke the beautiful mare as she tried her best to ignore the oblivious staring. They stood still and silent for a couple of minutes, an awkward atmosphere furthered by occasional glances and red cheeks. Finally Twilight offered, "Um... What's yours?" She sat down on the comfortable grass, awaiting an answer.

"I-we, thou may call us Nightmare Moon-"

"Eep!"

The black mare blinked in confusion as Twilight hid behind the birch once more. "That's a very scary name!" came the panicked voice.

A dire feeling of dread loomed over Nightmare Moon as she stumbled to form a response. This rejection hurt - a burning poker piercing her skin would be more pleasant than the knowledge that this little, perfect, purple mare felt nothing but fear towards her. Names, names, she pondered with panic. She had so very many in her life, did she not? Some discarded, some weathered and painful, some invented only to serve a purpose and forgotten having outlived their usefulness.

But in the midst of all them, one shone with an inner light, a curious and long untouched fruit Nightmare abstained from tasting for what felt like... Eternity. Unable to think clearly as her thoughts muddled with fear and thoughts of Twilight running away, ignoring a silent scream within herself prohibiting what she was about to do - Nightmare Moon reached for the name and claimed is as her own once more.

"Thou... May call us," the black mare paused, hesitating to speak as an inner battle raged over her soul. Then, one look came from Twilight, full of hope as if she was expecting something beautiful to happen.

"L-luna." The black mare spoke, releasing the breath and panting with exertion.

"Thou may call us Luna."

Silence reigned as both mares simply looked at one another, unwilling to cast their gaze aside and break this serene moment.

"It's nice to meet you, Luna," Twilight spoke, no longer hidden, the anxiety gone from her features. She giggled and trotting in a circle around the other mare, asked, "Would you like to play with me here?" She smiled without a care, content in her simple joy.

"It's fun!"

Luna nodded, a small smile on her own slowly appearing on her face.

"Catch me then!"

They played for what felt like hours, days, months and with each passing instant they felt happiness in their hearts. One chased another, then the roles reversed. One mare giggled and ran, the other one followed with mirth.

The heavy armor weighed Luna down so she discarded it, leaving the steel to dissipate into a cloud of smoke.

As their game continued, she felt such guilt over her larger stature - it was all too easy to catch Twilight and tackle the petite pony to the ground. It was no fun at all and cheating. Luna let her black coat turn to dust and from within her old self, one smaller midnight blue alicorn emerged.

And so they laughed and played more, this simple pleasure all they could ever dream of.

In the end, Twilight lay down together with Luna, exhausted and spent amidst the birch trees.

"Could... thee grace us... With a kiss?" Luna spoke, her eyes shut tight, and heart pounding in her chest. She half expected Twilight to simply run away and hide once more. After all, she was scary and intimidating and not at all fair in their game. It was a fleeting hope she acted on, but also something she had to ask, no matter the answer, if only to get this uncomfortable weight off her mind and soul.

"I-I'm not..." the shy voice responded after a moment. "I would love to. I really would. But..." Twilight blushed, trying her best to come up with an excuse.

Luna's mind raced, frantically searching for something - anything - that would make the beautiful pony laying beside her say yes. She found it.

"'Tis a dream!"

"What?"

"A dream. Unreal, surreal and entirely untrue. Naught matters in here," Luna said, uttering the words as quickly as she dared to and looking at the other mare with pleading eyes.

Twilight simply blinked once or twice, as a sudden realization dawned on her. The impossible trees, the grass, the purple clouds, the alluring Luna. It all clicked together nicely.

"And in a dream, everything thou wouldst undertake, shalt have no bearing on the real world."

"I... See. It all makes sense - it really does within this context. You make sense," Twilight beamed, pointing to Luna with a hoof. "It's so obvious, I'm surprised I haven't seen it before! It's a sex dream!" She finally exclaimed, crossing her forelegs against her chest and giving the other, confused mare a knowing nod.

"Oh gosh, I'm so excited! I've read about those, but I never had one! I should make a checkli-" she stopped abruptly, her brows furrowing. "Right. A dream. No real paper and ink," Twilight sighed, turning to Luna who stared back with wide eyes.

"Alright. Spread your legs, 'Luna', I'm going to have dream sex with you. Oh, gosh, this will be so much fun!"

Luna lay down on her back, still shocked from the sudden change of mood and trying her best to keep pace with Twilight. Pinned down by the smaller mare, she was offered a treat - a pair of sweetest lips she had ever seen, made a wink in anticipation of things to come. Luna stared, transfixed, at a drop of moisture that slowly made its way down the quivering folds above and, with Twilight's gasp, fell down onto her midnight-blue muzzle.

It had been quite a while since she last sampled carnal pleasures but the unbelievable tension on Luna's mind was soon soothed by a small tongue prodding against her own opening. Uttering a silent squeak, she inched forward towards Twilight's lips. Her heart fluttered faster than even before as she hesitated right before giving in to her desire.

Deep within Luna's soul therein lay a silent fear - will she prove good enough? Will the lavender beauty, currently touching and prodding and caressing and suckling Luna in all the wonderful ways, simply fly off into the distance like a startled little bird if she proves incapable of standing up to the task?

The black thoughts were soon dismissed by another flick of a skillful tongue.

"Nnng... Twilight..." uttered Luna, unable to stop her legs from shaking. The only thing that came in response was a mischievous little giggle and a twirl of tongue that made the moon princess squeak as she arched her back. Coming down from a high with sporadic gasps escaping her muzzle, Luna noticed Twilight's tender opening respond to each of her breaths, winking and making the mare sway her hips to left and right, back and forward, almost forcing herself on Luna, eager for touch.

Extending her tongue, Luna gave her treat a tentative link, at long last able to taste Twilight's own nectar. A gasp assured her that these ministration were not unwelcome. With each flick of her tongue, nibble and sweet kiss, Luna felt her lover tense up and relax, responding in kind and trying her best to stifle the coming moans that would interrupt her work on the midnight blue alicorn.

Moving her hooves to Twilight's cutie marks, Luna took a while to play with the plump pair of buttocks, touching them and kneading the supple flesh, eager to feel their warmth and sense the firm muscle moving beneath in ecstasy. Arriving at the long, expertly styled tail, she gave it a pull, making Twilight squirm and arch her back with pleasure. Then, finally, after exploring each and every nook and cranny of the cute backside, Luna rubbed the twin stars on Twilight's flanks.

There was only pleasure left in either of their minds; coupling, panting and pressing against each other as they yearned for more and more warm touches, both mares could only think about this very moment. Without worry, almost painfully aware of the sweating, squirming body of their partner, they fought off the impending climax with increasing difficulty.

As the slick lips before her quivered, pleading for one more tender caress of a skillful tongue, Luna could only do so much before her resolve broke and inevitably, she dove in for another lick. Placing a gentle kiss on Twilight's love button, she prodded it and suckled on it gently, reveling in all the little noises her lover made in response.

But then, Twilight's ministrations ceased.

Luna voiced a quiet whinny, no longer feeling that wonderful, warm tongue exploring her own depths. Her legs buckled as she squeaked with irritation, deprived of pleasure and suddenly very aware of the raging need swelling within her. The emptiness was almost unbearable - she gave Twilight supple flesh only one more lick before voicing her concern.

"W-wherefore didst thou stop- Mmmf!" Luna's distressed objection was quickly silenced as Twilight spun around and met her in a deep kiss. A pair of sweet, lavender lips closed in on hers and connected, making Luna squeak in surprise. She stared, transfixed, right into Twilight's purple eyes, slowly getting lost inside them; the only lighthouse in the storm of her feelings a warm tongue prodding her own. Uttering a silent moan, Luna reciprocated, her blush deepening as she slowly lost the battle for dominion over her own mouth.

One of Twilight's hooves made its way down Luna's lustrous coat, entirely too slowly but just quickly enough not to give the moon goddess enough willpower to break free from Twilight's embrace. Moaning into her loving muzzle, Luna felt a prod against her own opening. It took a moment of playful defiance before she gave in to her desire and spread her legs as far as she could, eagerly awaiting whatever would come.

Something large and warm entered her.

Luna gasped for breath, breaking away from Twilight who looked back with a confident smile and a blush of her own. The dreaming unicorn gave her lover's nose a playful lick before thrusting her hips forward, bottoming out inside Luna. After giving a midnight blue ear an exploratory nibble, Twilight began slowly rocking back and forth, her smile deepening as she watched Luna moan and thrash about in her hooves.

This was wonderful. The slow motions, the fast ones when she needed them, the incredible sensation of being filled, how warm and soft, yet rigid that thing was and the slightest tinge of humiliation about being taken darted through Luna's mind. Intoxicated with pleasure, she heard herself moan Twilight's name, urging the unicorn to move faster and faster, to take her as she would see fit. Scarcely cognizant about her surroundings, Luna gave herself to pleasure, no longer consciously in the reigns of her own body.

Now there was only Twilight, that illustrious, beautiful mare, giving her what she needed most.

Whatever she wished for, Luna would do without question.

It was then that the tiniest little whisper pierced the veil of carnal sensations dizzying her mind and soul:

"Come for me, Luna."

And so Luna obliged, happy and forever bound to one Twilight Sparkle.