A/n: This chapter is almost entirely revolved around the clop scene in the middle. If you're here for the story, you miss nothing by skipping this chapter. For those interested in how Nightmare treats her lady in bed, read on. :P I do suggest that, regardless, you read this first paragraph. It's there for a reason, and you'll find another plot hole if you don't.

I walked out onto the field, alone, battered, bruised, bleeding. Beside me was Pinkamina, in the same state. Before us, outside the flickering firelight, were five ponies. Three unicorns, a pegasus, and an earth pony, closing in. I started breathing heavy, channeling magic into a glyph of power. This was a spell to dismiss fatigue, but it did have a diminishing return on how much magic you threw into it. I finished the glyph and instantly broke it, feeling strength return to me. I growled, lifting my swords with telekinesis. This would not be an easy fight. Off in the distance, the sounds of battle sounded, our armies still thrashing against each other. I chuckled, and under the guise of that simple spell, wrote an almost invisible glyph in the dirt. I swung my sword out and caught one in the side, an alabaster unicorn. I felt more than heard her scream as I followed through the strike, cleaving her chest in two as I pushed.

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I snapped up in the bed, gasping for breath. So, just a dream, was it? A pity, to be sure. I sighed, crawling to the ground, only to be lifted by magic and set back in my original position. I turned, and there was Nightmare Moon. I smiled, snuggling into her chest. I had forgotten she was there in the aftermath of the dream. I nuzzled her chest, earning an amused giggle and a soft hoof through my mane. I sighed, remembering the night before...

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After having sworn Pinkamina in as a general under me, I had gone to report my success to her. I entered her chambers hesitantly, not knowing what I would find. When I did so, however, I stopped, thoughts of war fleeing my mind in an instant.

"Ah, Twilight..." came a voice full of passion. I smiled, approaching the Night Princess' bed. I was immediately lifted with magic and set on something soft and fluid, which I quickly realized was her mane. I blushed as it came to life, wrapping around my hind legs. Oh. So that's how she wants to play. She methodically stripped me of my ever-present armor, letting it crash to the floor a short distance away. I flinched a little at the sudden noise, before a brief touch to my marehood snapped me back to my own situation. I blushed as a hoof pushed against my chest. I was obviously meant to lay on my back. I ceded that to her, finding the bed quite comfortable.

"Do you want me?" came her voice again, dripping with power under all the passion. I tested how strong her mane was, trying to move my hind legs. I couldn't, they were as strong as any chains. I nodded to her, seeing no other recourse.

"Yes, please, take me now." I wondered what she would do to me now that she had me in this position. I felt a tingle of magic creeping up the lips of my marehood, swirling around it in circles. I was quickly getting aroused, but I was still in control enough to not make a sound. I looked down to see what was happening.

She was actually using the tip of her horn, cloaked in magic to confuse me. I blushed, figuring out what she was probably about to do, and gasped as she grazed through the middle. She made smaller and smaller circles around the middle, until she was barely moving more than side to side, causing my lips to spread one after the other. I smiled, before gasping as her horn pierced between them, pushing into my marehood. I squirmed with pleasure, the magic making me feel tingly all throughout as the horn worked me up just being inside me. I licked my lips, moaning gently as she started pulling out and pushing in in a slow rhythm, letting the magic work for her for a while. I closed my eyes, in order to feel it more, and gasped as, at the same moment, she thrusted, burying it to the base inside me. I started lathering the horn in juices as she pulled out, switching tactics as she thrust in over and over now. I squirmed some more, trying to find a weakness in her mane to turn this against her, but quickly realized that even now she was still paying attention so I couldn't reverse it on her. I sighed between moans, settling for enjoying it immensely. I was being driven faster than either of us had expected, even for being without through this week full of stress.

"Mmmm, N-Nightmare...Keep going." I couldn't supress my happiness any longer, as the thrusts increased in speed. I squealed, thoroughly gone as my climax came closer and closer. I also could feel her magic building up in her horn, a side effect of using her horn in such a way. I put one last burst of endurance into it, trying to outlast her surge of magic, but she was a lot better than me, and even as I pushed back against it, I lost.

"NIGHTMARE MOON!" The scream tore through my throat as I came, splashing it all over her horn and down her forehead, and even as I was climaxing, her horn lit up with magic and the tingle returned, driving me to another climax inside the first one, which was almost unheard of, even in a situation like this. I rode the afterglow for a long while, worn out, as I lay there, still trapped and held to her horn. Her intentions were clear, but I still had to protest.

"Oh, no, you can't be seri-ahh!" She grunted, driving her horn into me again, and I felt my calming down throw into full reverse, and after a few moments, I was mad with lust once more. I moaned in intense ecstasy, relaxing into her mane as I felt her horn inside me. It was amazing, driving me over the edge once again. I clutched my head in my hooves as the third climax drained me of any power to remain conscious. Even for a filly, three was embarrassing, but I couldn't help my body's limits. As wakefulness fled my mind, I felt her mane withdraw from my legs as she pulled out and pulled me down to her chest, and I, with the last of my strength, curled into it like a filly seeking the embrace of it's mother. She didn't seem to mind, however, and as the absolute last of my will broke, I drifted out on a sea of humming and something in my mane...

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I was brought back to reality by the same gentle tune, and I realized she thought I went back to sleep somehow. I didn't mind, as it allowed me to enjoy her comforting warmth. For a Nightmare, and an envoy of the night, at that, she was very warm, indeed. Though I've never heard of a cold pony other than those stuck in snow for a while, it still would've seemed more logical to me for some reason. I looked up, remembering why I had come in the first place.

"I have ~yawn~ some good news, by the way..." I began, finding the tune was, indeed, putting me to sleep as I spoke, but she should know. She stopped humming and allowed me to recover for a moment before pressing it.

"Indeed? Good news is good. Do tell." She stroked my mane as she spoke, sending shivers of delight through my body. I was easy to please, it seemed, if you knew where to touch. I snuggled closer as I spoke.

"Pinkamina swore loyalty to us last night. It's the original reason I came here, but you were oh so convincing that I should be here for...other reasons." I giggled, teasing her a bit. She did seem to take it in stride, and continued humming. I sighed, figuring she wanted me to sleep some more, and laid my head on her chest once more...

Author's Note

Don't ask why she had that dream. It was just my way of showing how her mentality was towards the war, and what she would do to claim victory. (Hacking through her friends, bringing an army to bear against them, et cetera.) Thought about having the elements there for more symbolism, but it seemed a bit too far. As for why I wrote the clop the way I did...I just did, okay. I wanted to make it a little more interesting than the road rut they shared on the way in. They had time to be passionate about it, so why not make it a little hot in there? I was so tempted to have a guard barge in while they were talking in the present, but it was cruel when I put it in, so I took it back out. Thus, you have a nearly completely clop chapter.