In The Comfort of Her Majesty

Thunder awoke to darkness and white light, the setting moon casting its glow across Celestia's bedroom. He gently sat up in bed and stretched his neck.

'No nightmares. Awesome.' he thought as he rubbed his eyes. He turned to see the sun princess still sleeping on his right side. 'She looks so peaceful. I wonder how often she gets to feel like that.' he carefully laid back down and closed his eyes, not wanting to wake her. Some time later she began to stir and rise from her slumber, a small yawn escaping from her mouth.

"Good morning, Celestia." he whispered.

"MMMM... Good morning, Thunder. Did you sleep well?" she whispered back.

"Yeah. No nightmares this time."

"That's great. I took your advice yesterday evening."

"Really? How did it go?"

"Quite well. Twilight was more than happy to share some time with me before she left."

"See? Glad I could help." he said with a smile. As he continued to wake up, a nagging feeling crawled into his mind. "Say Celestia, I don't mean to pry...but does Twilight know about...you know..."

"No. I didn't tell her about the more...intimate responsibilities of the consort, and I would appreciate it if you would keep it a secret. I don't wish to expose her to such things, at least not right now."

"No problem. I understand."

"...Thank you. I need to go raise the sun."

"Go ahead. I'll wait here."

Celestia got up and trotted out onto the balcony. While she performed her duty, Thunder rose and stood up on his hindlegs. He then unfurled his wings and stretched them along with his forelegs, touching the floor and his sides. With the sun's rays now shining through the room, the princess returned to the stretching pegasus.

"There we go. So, what do you have plan-" Celestia began as her attention was abruptly shifted to Thunder.The morning light played over his toned form, muscles flexing and relaxing under his stretched fur. His wings stood at attention, the golden glow of sunrise accentuating every feather. His natural musk wafted through the air and tickled her nostrils, calling forth feelings too long dormant in her body.

"...Is something wrong?" he inquired as he noticed Celestia watching him.

"N-No. It's just...you look good this morning." she responded.

"I guess. My mane's growing out a bit and...ugh...I really need to preen. I should go and wash up."

"Of course. I need to prepare for the day court myself. Have a good day Thunder."

"You as well, Celestia." Thunder dutifully bowed and trotted out of her chambers, leaving her with only her thoughts and her suddenly fluttering heart for company...

The last drops of warm water dripped from the shower head as Thunder finished his morning bath. He carefully stepped out and grabbed a nearby towel off of the rack, drying off as he approached the medicine cabinet mirror. Brushing away the steam on the glass, he picked up his brush and ran it through his mane, a few loose silver hairs pulling away as he did.

'There. Now for my wings.' he thought. He extended them far to his sides and began to meticulously inspect them. Using his tongue and teeth, he grabbed each errant feather, smoothed it out, and shifted it back into place. Any time he would find a broken one he pulled it out completely, slightly wincing in pain as he did. His work complete, he took another look at his wings and at his reflection. 'Good. Now I'm presentable at least.'

He trotted out of his bathroom and opened his chamber door. Looking around, he found a pink unicorn maid making her rounds around the living quarters. He asked her politely for tea, and was somewhat surprised to find himself no longer bothered by her bow as she complied.

Thunder closed his door and went over to his balcony. He looked outside to see the whole of Canterlot basking in the rays of the rising sun. 'Another beautiful morning. Celestia really knows how to make it special. Huh...wonder what those compliments were all about? I guess she was just trying to be nice, but still...'

A gentle rapping at the door stirred Thunder from his thoughts. "Yes?" he said while poking his head out. The maid stood in the hallway with a sliver tray in her pink magical field, a small cup of tea with steam wafting from it sitting in the center.

"Your tea, Master Thunder. Also, Princess Luna has requested your assistance in her chambers when you're finished." the maid answered.

"I'll be there in a minute." he responded as he carefully took the tray and closed the door. He sat it down on his coffee table and took a seat on his couch in front of it. Feeling oddly calm in spite of being summoned, he gave himself a few moments to savor the tea. Once he finished, he quickly went up the stairs and stood outside the lunar diarch's door.

"Luna? It's Thunder." he called out as he firmly knocked on the chamber door.

"Come in." she called back.

He opened the door and trotted in to find Luna sitting in the middle of the room with two open books sitting on small stands, one at a good reading height for her and another shorter one obviously intended for him.

"Morning Luna. You needed my help with something?" he inquired.

"Yes I did. I'm studying conversations for my language lessons today and I need a speaking partner. Would you mind going through some with me?" she answered.

"Sure. Let's see what we got here." Thunder went over to the smaller stand and quickly flipped through the book. "What page are you on?"

"Page 147, example 3: 'Shopping'. I will start the sentences if you would respond."

"OK." Thunder quickly flipped to the appropriate page and example. "Ready when you are."

Luna politely cleared her throat and began to read aloud. "Do you know anywhere that sells cheap cashmere sweaters?"

"I know a small store nearby that may have cheap cashmere sweaters." Thunder responded.

"That's a great idea! We...I didn't know there was a store so close by."

"They usually give you great deals if you buy one or more."

"Thanks for helping me."

"You're welcome."

"...Alright, now for the next one." said Luna as they both looked down at the next lesson: 'The Sale Has Ended' "Pardon me. Is this cashmere sweater on sale today?"

"Actually ma'am, the sale ended yesterday."

"Are you sure? I...I'd be happy to pay the sale price today."

"I'm sorry, but my boss won't let me change the price that's on display."

"Let us-ME think about it. Maybe I'll wait until the next sale."

"Take a look around. Maybe you'll see something else you like."

The two continued on for a few hours, going through topics such as employment, traveling, the weather, and making friends. As they turned to the next page, Thunder was taken aback at the chapter: 'Speaking Urban'

"Luna, what's this chapter about?" he inquired.

"Ah! This is supposed to be a fun chapter! It is supposed to be a new type of speaking that is developing in Manehatten and other big cities. I wanted to try out a few phrases just to get the basics down. You can go first this time." she responded.

Utterly curious, Thunder looked at the conversation and started to read aloud. "Hey there...fly filly. What's the haps?"

"Nothing much, my main bro! Just chillin' with my honeys' and soaking up rays!"

"That's really...dope. Wanna bounce to the crib and see what's rollin'? ...OK, whoever talks like this needs to go back to primary school, ASAP!"

Uproarious laughter came from Luna as Thunder rolled his eyes in sheer frustration. The two students were suddenly disturbed by a tapping at the door.

"Yes?" Luna called out.

"Princess, I have a note for Master Thunder Shock. I was told he was with you." the voice from the other side called back. He stood up and trotted quickly to the door. Opening it, he found an earth pony maid holding it in her right hoof.

"Thank you." he replied as he took the note and closed the door. He unfolded it to find it written in fanciful script and expensive ink:

Thunder,

I request your presence in my chambers this evening at seven o'clock. Please be well rested beforehoof. I have instructed the guards and maids not to bother you for the rest of the day unless there is an emergency, so please use the time to gather your strength. Also, please make sure that you are clean, pleasantly scented, and well groomed.

Sincerely,

Celestia

'O...kay. That's a little bit weird.' he thought.

"What does it say?" Luna inquired.

"It's from Celestia. She wants me to come to her chambers at seven. She wants me to be rested and smelling nice."

"Ah!" responded Luna, not quite hiding a small smirk. "Well...I had better let you go and rest up then. Thank you for your help with my lessons."

"Anytime, Luna." Thunder politely bowed and left Luna's chambers. He was halfway down the stairs when he paused, his brow furrowing at a sudden thought.

'Wait...does she want to...' His eyes widened as his heart sank in his chest, his mind now fully understanding the note. '...ooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhh Faust.'

The evening sun had just about disappeared in the sky while Thunder laid on his bed, his mane still slightly damp from his shower. He turned over and gazed at his alarm clock: 6:48 PM.

'Well...might as well get ready.' he thought nervously.

His thoughts roiling, Thunder went through a long and careful grooming regimen: brushing his teeth, arranging his mane (part on the right as always), and dabbing cologne on his neck and shoulders. His work complete, he took a critical look at the stallion in the mirror, trying to ignore the nervousness he saw there. His appearance acceptable, he trotted out of his room and up the stairs to Celestia’s chambers.

Thunder worked to calm his heavy breath as he trembled outside the door. 'OK Thunder, you can do this. It’s only the Sun Princess of Equestria summoning you to her bedchamber. You can do this.' he thought while knocking.

"Yes?" her voice called out.

"I-It's Thunder." he called back.

"Come in."

He went inside to find Celestia clothed in nothing but her long pink mane laying on her bed with a quill in her magical field writing on a piece of parchment. He closed the door behind him and trotted towards the bed.

"G-Good evening, Celestia. How are you?" he said.

"Very well. I'm just finishing up a letter to Twilight." she replied as her horn flared and her magic rolled up the parchment. A flash of yellow flame engulfed the letter, sending it on its way. She then rose and trotted over to Thunder, giving him a thorough once-over.

"My my, aren't you looking quite dashing tonight?" she said with a warm smile.

"W-Well, you said you wanted me to look nice. Can't very well disappoint my boss, can I?" he replied, his heart thumping loudly in his ears.

"Now, I think you know why you're here."

"...I can venture a guess."

"Good. First, let me secure our privacy. Then we'll start." Celestia's horn flared again as a magical field enveloped the door, the locks clicking into place. It then wrapped around the curtains above the windows and gently lowered them. She then trotted over to the balcony door, locking it and magically enchanting the clear windows within it.

"A reflection spell. Just in case anypony flying outside peers in." she said to Thunder with a grin.

As Celestia wove her magic, Thunder couldn't help but to be entranced by her beauty. Everything she did seemed to emanate poise and grace, yet hide an incredible strength beneath. Her pink mane was draped to the side, sparkling softly in the waning sunlight. As she moved she flicked her tail from side to side, and he couldn’t help but follow that motion even as it gave a tantalizing glimpse of her delicate opening. Unable to look away in spite of his trepidation, he felt his stallionhood twitch and start to stiffen.

"Enjoying something, are we?" said Celestia cocking her eyebrow and looking down between his hindlegs.

Thunder was knocked out of his temporary stupor and let his wings fall along his sides in an attempt to cover himself. "Um...er...ah...sorry." he said, his face bright red and his wings shaking.

Celestia smiled and laid down on her bed on her stomach with her face toward the headboard. She sighed and nestled in, giving her wings a quick flap. She then looked back over her shoulder at the stallion, the look in her eyes clearly inviting him to join her.

He stood at the base of the bed, his knees locked and stomach churning at the task laid before him.

"What's wrong Thunder?" asked Celestia, her eyes showing compassion and concern.

"W-Well, It-It's just...I...I DON'T KNOW THE FIRST THING ABOUT PLEASING A MARE!" Realizing his outburst far too late, he hung his head low before continuing quietly. "I'm sorry your highness. I’ve been trying to live up to your expectations, but I’ve been so nervous. I don't know if I can... perhaps you've chosen the wrong pony for a consort. If you would like me to leave now, I'd understand." Small tears dripped down from his eyes, and what arousal he had managed before disappeared as he closed his eyes in shame.

Celestia rose from the bed and trotted over to the sullen stallion, gently raising his head with her hoof. "Thunder. You have NOT failed me, I assure you. Luna and I would not have chosen you if we didn't fully believe that you could handle all of your duties. I understand that this is a...delicate situation for you. But this is NOT something to be ashamed of or to fear. Tell me, when you first started your weather duties, were you the best there was?"

Thunder attempted to compose himself as visions of this previous career played out in his mind. "Of course not. I had to take classes and learn all of the cloud types..."

"And the first time you went out on patrol?"

"Oh, I was a wreck. I felt like I was going to tear Equestria apart. Titan basically had to hold my hoof those first few months..."

"And after you gained some experience?"

"I-I got the hang of it more. I started to move clouds on my own, plan out weather patterns for the day..."

"Exactly. You started from the beginning and grew into your role. It will be the same with being the consort. I promise you this."

"No offense Celestia, but this is a little different than being a weather pony."

"True. But with enough time and commitment, it can be a very rewarding experience." She leaned down and kissed the stallion on the cheek, a hopeful smile coming over his face.

A feeling of a new beginning taking hold, he wiped his eyes and looked up at the beauty before him. "I-I think I'm OK now."

"Good. Then let's go enjoy ourselves." The two of them trotted back towards the bed, Celestia retaking her position with Thunder quickly hopping into bed and laying beside her.

"Alright, what do we do first?" he asked.

"First, we need to get comfortable. I'll start." She ran her hooves slowly down his belly and towards his pelvis. She then began to massage the area right above his sheath. A small 'eep' escaped Thunder's mouth while the princess tenderly cradled his body.

"Sensitive?" she inquired.

"A...A bit. Nopony ever touches me there."

"It will pass. Just relax and enjoy."

As she continued to rub his stomach, Thunder’s skin began to tingle. Watching Celestia touch him was like seeing a breaking dawn: her beauty, her gentle smile, and the stroking of her hooves combining to spread warmth through his whole body. As her touch continued he could feel his shy penis beginning to emerge once again. Fearing too much excitement, Thunder quickly brought his hoof to the sun princess' chest.

"OK. OK. Please, that’s so good but… no more." he called out.

Celestia’s smile almost twitched into a smirk as she stopped her ministrations. She found Thunder’s responsiveness more than pleasant and looked forward to exploring it further when he was ready.

"Very well. Now, let me start showing you how to do the same for me. We’ll start slow, as I did for you. Slide down near my flank and I’ll guide you in what to do." she advised him.

Thunder took a quick breath to steady himself, still tingling from his reaction to her as he moved along her side, their coats brushing together softly. "OK. I'm here." he said as he reached his destination.

"Now, I'll give you a little tip. I like when my cutie marks are rubbed." She told him with just a hint rose coloring her cheeks. It had been so long! "Just... be gentle. Don't rush." Taking her advice, he put his hooves on the sides of her flank, eliciting a small squeak from the alicorn. He then slowly began to caress her marks, his hooves moving in small circles, taking care not to go too fast. The only sounds now filling the room were his hushed breathing and the small moans and sighs coming from the recumbent alicorn.

"Like this?" he inquired.

"Y-Yes. Now, take one of your hooves an...and rub my wing." she replied as she fully extended her left wing.

Thunder did as he was ordered, slowly running his hoof along the front edge of her wing. He saw a few ruffled feathers out of place and as he reflexively smoothed them he was rewarded with a small gasp and a shiver from Celestia. As he continued his ministrations on flank and wing he noticed a very pleasant scent flowing up from under her tail.

Emboldened by the sounds Celestia’s was making, Thunder slid his hoof along her flank to gently brush her tail aside, following the intoxicating scent. There he saw glistening beads forming a dew on her folds. He let a breath he hadn’t realized he was holding out, and as the warmth flowed over her slit Celestia moaned and flexed her flank toward him. Her movement and scent went right past his conscious thoughts, his stallionhood unsheathing and straining quickly erect.

Celestia looked back at Thunder, her eyes vulnerable. "I...I'm ready now." she quivered quietly, her desire plain even as she tried not to startle him.

"I...I am too." he replied. The moment before him at last, Thunder's mind did somersaults as he tried to come to grips with both his nervousness and his arousal. 'OK...OK...This is happening. Let's...let's just do it.' he told himself after a moment.

Raising himself up, Thunder got his hooves around Celestia’s flank, hesitating only briefly as he mounted the Princess of the Sun. She moved to meet him, her obvious desire cutting through his fears as she brushed her marehood against his erection.

Thunder cautiously pressed the head of his cock at the base of her opening, breathing hard at the sensation of dampness brushing against him. He answered her motion with a gentle thrust, his heart racing as he slipped partway in. His eyes rolled back and he moaned at the feeling of being surrounded by her glorious slit. She was warm, wet, and very tight.

Celestia’s inner walls hugged and caressed his hardness, seeming to urge him deeper. With a profound shiver he slid further into her, and the princess moaned and press back against him. Finally, his entire length was fully enveloped, and both he and Celestia gasped aloud as hips met flank. Taking a moment to catch his breath, he leaned his head towards her.

"H-H-How's that?" he choked out.

"Just...just fine." she replied, her voice slightly ragged.

Taking deep breaths in time with his movements, Thunder slowly began to move inside Celestia, each thrust sending jolts of pleasure through him. He could feel her growing slicker with each thrust and his eyes fell shut, his mind overloading with lustful bliss. His moans of pleasure were joined by those of the princess as they gradually found a rhythm together. The two of them panted and sweat, both swimming in the ecstasy of their lovemaking.

"Are...are you...doing OK?" Celestia called out.

"N...Never better." he managed to reply.

Suddenly, a wave of tension began to build in Thunder’s body, his wings snapping taut as his control started to slip away. He attempted to hold back the tide rising within him but the sweetness of Celestia’s movements were too much.

Leaning his head forward, Thunder gasped out, "C...Cel...Celestia! I...I...I'm...I'm gonna..."

"It...It's OK...It's OK...you can...you can..." she called back in a passionate gasp, her hips bucking up to urge him on.

The wave broke, and Thunder’s wings stiffened and vibrated as he pulsed inside her, his wordless scream filling the room as his seed spilled into her. Each twitching throb inside Celestia sent a spark through his body that was almost painful, especially when he heard her respond to his ardor with a happy cry. Thunder shuddered as the last shock of pleasure rolled through him, making him spasm inside her. At last he took another deep breath, then slowly eased his way out of her with a small squish, his wings finally collapsing to his sides. His body ached, his lungs burned, and his limp member began to retreat back into its sheath.

"Thun...Thunder? Are...are you alright?" panted Celestia.

"Y...Yeah. Just...gimme a minute." he replied.

After taking a moment to still his hot breath and get his heartbeat back to something approach normal, Thunder slid his hooves off Celesta’s back and sat, still dazed. After regaining a sliver of his strength, he crawled his way alongside the alicorn as he looked into her face with a tentative smile. She quickly wrapped her forelegs around him and slid him the rest of the way. Thunder continued to pant as he gazed into her eyes.

"That...THAT...that was...I...I..." he sputtered out.

"The...the first time is always a bit unique. Still, I think that went quite well."

"If...If you say so." Replaying the last few minutes in his tired mind, he suddenly became aware of a key factor of his performance. “Um, if you don’t mind me asking, did...did I manage to...please you?”

Celestia smiled and nuzzled him gently. “Indeed you did, Thunder, and not just because you are... a little larger than average.”

“Oh! I…” he hesitated in embarrassment. 'Take the compliment!' said his helpful brain. “G-good! I-I’m glad you liked it!”

Celestia giggled softly and ran her hooves down his damp back. "You did very well tonight, Thunder. I enjoyed that a lot. And to think, you'll only get better..." she replied with an all too knowing look. Laughing lightly at the shock in his eyes, she leaned toward him, closed her eyes, and lovingly kissed the exhausted stallion.

Thunder’s eyes darted around the room, the kiss startling him almost more than the rutting. As the princess' tongue gently caressed the inside of his mouth, his initial anxiety started to fade before the joy and compassion flowing from her. At last he managed to think ‘...You know what? Screw it.' And with that he sank into Celestia’s embrace, his tongue dancing with hers as they basked together in the afterglow.