Chapter Eight: When Luna’s Quarters Meet Celestia’s
Written by TheCrimsonDM
Luna was absolutely ecstatic about inviting her newly betrothed into the castle. The first place she needed to show off of course was her bedroom, considering a great deal of time was likely to be spent here. At first when they arrived the group of six before her looked around as if blind. It seemed perfectly bright enough in here for both herself and her elder sister to see. Then again Celestia did actually glow so the room always became annoyingly bright when she was in here.
Luna jumped onto her massive bed, its black blankets causing waves where landed on it. “Welcome ye to my room, the private quarters of the Princess of the Night!”
There were a few mixed expressions among her crowd as well as strange noises coming from the tiny ponies. Seeing how small they were made her realize that all six of them could very easily fit onto her bed without issue. This could prove to mean for some entertaining nights spent here. Her endurance for such things was of course notorious. Entire towns had been rumored to engage in certain acts with the princess of night, the princess of passion, and she still hadn’t been winded, except for that one time she challenged an entire city… that was perhaps a mistake. However, it was fun, and that was all there was to be said about it. Sore or not, she did not regret it.
It was only then she realized that Princess Twilight was still on her back and she too couldn’t seem to see anything. Rarity’s voice called out gently. “Um, Luna, my love, are there any lights in here we could turn on?”
Luna sat down on her bed promptly. “Hmm, I am not sure. I have never had trouble seeing in here.”
Rarity’s horn lit up and an orb of light appeared in front of her casting a brilliant blue light all around them. Luna thought it too bright at first but looking at her future wives she noticed their eyes were able to focus and they all found themselves staring at her as she lay on the bed with Twilight riding her.
Luna grinned. “I see, my apologies, I often forget the sensitivity of mortals. I shall see to adding some soft lights here soon, perhaps some luminescent flowers.”
Rarity was the first one to look away from Luna, her eyes sharp as the diamonds on her lovely curved flank as she scanned the room. Luna tried to follow her gaze to see if she could understand what the mare was thinking. From the posters of ponies wearing dark mascara and lipstick and wearing darker yet clothing, the dark ceiling with little stars that would sometimes glow with their own enchanted light to the dark blues of the carpet which had a pattern of diamonds sewn into it. The many shelves filled with various comic books, graphic novels, manga and even a few select video games, and even the painting of a much younger Luna and Celestia standing in front of the old Castle of the Two Sisters from back in its prime. There was even a map of Equestria from what it looked like a thousand years ago, the old cities which were mostly gone now, as well as the old rivers and mountains.
There was also the new scorch mark on her floor in the shape of a certain Princess of the Sun’s butt and legs. Clearly the stallion form was too powerful to use on anypony. At least for now.
Then there was something that Rarity’s eyes caught on and stayed on. It was a series of photographs, mostly recent. One had Luna and Celestia hugging in front of a giant castle. Another had Luna back when she was first freed and unsure of what the little box that shot demonic light at her was. It was of course a camera and the flash had scared her half to death but kept her tiny form preserved forever next to that of her sister and all their friends. Luna spent many nights looking at that photo and seeing the happiest look upon Celestia’s face, she had never seen her sister so happy… she wanted to see her smile like that again. Surly marrying Twilight and her friends would help return that precious smile to Celestia’s face.
Rarity smiled and looked back to Luna. “I enjoy the goth aesthetic of your room.”
Applejack chuckled. “Looks like yer room did when you were a teenager, Rares.”
Rarity shot a sideways glare. “Shush you, that is our bride you are speaking of.”
Applejack smiled slyly. “Didn’t say that was a bad thing.”
Luna squeed, catching the small earth pony by surprise. Her accent was so cute. It was sometimes hard to understand what she was saying but every word out of Applejack’s mouth was like a candied apple. She took one bite, but couldn’t get enough. Looking down over at Rainbow Dash she noticed the mare staring at the video games.
“Rainbow Dash, my beloved, does thou enjoy games?”
Rainbow Dash beamed. “You bet I do. We should play Call of Honor sometime.”
Luna narrowed her eyes but her smile stayed the same. “Oh, I should warn you, I am quite a good sniper. I fear you may not live to see much of a match.”
Rainbow Dash grinned. “Oh come on, I’m too fast for your sniping tactics. But you’ll just have to wait and see.” She threw her forelegs behind her head and drifted upside down for a moment.
Fluttershy was staring at the comics, specifically the manga. Her eyes were wide and sparkling as she gently reached toward them, only stopping herself mere inches away. Luna spoke. “Fluttershy, love, all you see here I am willing to share. If you wish to read some of those comics, please, suit yourself.”
Fluttershy’s lip quivered. “It’s the complete set of Sailor Pony. The moon warrior… I never thought… it’s beautiful.”
Rainbow Dash groaned. “Ugh, your weird backwards comics again. I don’t know how you read those, they give me a headache.”
Applejack laughed. “So does thinking too hard.”
The look Rainbow Dash gave her was incredulous but somehow still friendly. Twilight shifted on her back and leaned over whispering. “Yar… I thought me other bride be here too…”
Luna reached up with a wing and pat Twilight’s shoulder. “It’s alright, we shall see Celestia soon.”
“Yar, then I will plunder her booty as I have plundered yours!”
Luna laughed. Such a silly pony. Speaking of silly ponies… where was Pinkie Pie? Luna’s eyes widened. She did not forget Pinkie Pie did she? She seemed the most interested in the dual reality of the marriage, how could she forget to bring her along. It wasn’t until she looked harder she found Pinkie Pie off in the corner staring at some of the posters with the ponies wearing the makeup. Handsome stallions who were not afraid of their feminine side at all.
Pinkie Pie glanced back at Luna. “Have you heard any of their music?”
Luna nodded. “My Changeling Romance. It is quite good. Tis a shame the band broke up some time ago.”
Pinkie Pie giggled. “I like their music, even though its usually sad, I feel like I can understand it you know.”
Luna nodded. “Agreed. Especially their songs about lost love and heartbreak.”
Pinkie Pie looked over, her eyes a little sad but her smile reassuring. “I promise I’ll never break your heart.”
Luna sniffled. Her emotions were a little out of control this morning. It must have been the side effect of Cadance’s magic. A mere touch from her had sometimes caused Luna to make the most embarrassing of noises as pure pleasure shot through her entire body. Even though she’d gotten more used to it, she still struggled with maintaining her aura of calm… then again these were her brides, who cared if they saw the emotional side of her. She was all theirs to love, even the parts of herself that she didn’t feel comfortable with.
Luna shook her head slowly and smiled. “Thank you, Pinkie Pie. That means the world to me.”
Slowly Luna stood up from her seat on the bed and walked off, landing on the floor with a small jolt making Twilight jump a little. Twilight stared at the door and pointed her sword forward. “Onwards we sail, to the island where my next treasure awaits!”
Luna leaned her head back nuzzling Twilight with the side of her face. “Am truly your treasure?”
Twilight grinned. “Of course ye be!”
To say she was happy was an understatement. Despite her plans, her slow grooming of the love to blossom in these six, she was still terrified they would reject her upon her initial demand. If they had, she would not force any of them into marriage, she was a princess not a monster. Surely at least one of them would have loved her back… if the worst of her fears had come true and all of them rejected her, well… maybe she was playing with fire here but the gamble had paid out well so thoughts about dark alternate timelines where she takes over Equestria as its sole ruler were naught to be thought of. Instead she had better concerns, like bringing their brides to see Celestia, now that they have seen Luna’s private quarters, it was time to see Celestia’s.
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Celestia sat there in her room, staring at the illusion that Cadance was using to teach Celestia how she could safely, gently, deflower her most precious student. This demonstration had done its job, the fantasy of herself with a male version of her sister was gone. Princess is Wincest, not today. Of course now her mind was full of images of Twilight in that same frame of reference. Better, but still disturbing.
The worst part was thinking about the actual process of deflowering. Cadance had several specific techniques to make it pleasurable and less painful for Twilight. Each one required an increasingly more intimate touch that made Celestia feel as though she should find a way to spay herself immediately as though she was a cat, for the fire now burning in her loins was there solely because of sinful thoughts toward a specific student of hers.
The particular image on display then was one of Twilight sitting rather precariously on Celestia’s face. It was… Celestia refused to admit it looked anything other than disturbing. It certainly didn’t look fun, nor engaging. She certainly didn’t plan to try that one out on their wedding night. No, nothing of the sort.
Cadance was in the middle of her sentence when Celestia finally paid attention again. “-careful as when mares get a little too into it becomes very easy to ride too hard. Though I doubt she could hurt you, you might end up in a very uncomfortable position very fast.”
Celestia was still eyeing the image, fully aware that Cadance knew she was doing so and finding herself unable to look away. No matter how hard she tried. She even tried to imagine Twilight as a cute little filly again to see if that would make it go away. It in fact created an image that was ten times worse than imagining intimacy with her own flesh and blood. So she settled on just staring at the image and trying her hardest not to enjoy it.
The doors to her quarters slammed inward as an intruder rudely broke in. Celestia spun around intent to fight or face whatever the intruder could be. Be it monster, a horde of changelings, or Twilight Sparkle wearing a pirate hat and riding her sister like some kind of mount and unable to see as the Pirate hat was wedged over her eyes.
Cadance quickly dropped the illusion but too late as the other five mares standing behind Luna, and Luna herself had all seen it… and probably got a good look at Celestia’s backside revealing any and all thought she was currently suppressing as well. Well… that’s a fine welcome for their future wives.
Luna squeed. “Sister, they enjoyed my room and wished to see yours. Well I wished them to see it! Also I am glad to see you are taking our niece’s lessons to heart and enjoying them, I too deeply enjoyed them.”
Twilight fixed her hat and saw Celestia, thankfully just the real Celestia, not the ‘doing outrageously inappropriate things with her’ Celestia. Twilight’s horn flashed and she reappeared upon Celestia’s back with her legs wrapping around Celestia’s neck instead. “Yar! My precious treasure booty! How I shall plunder ye with me love!”
Celestia cocked an eyebrow at her. “Yar?”
“YAR!” Twilight proclaimed squeezing tighter. Not nearly tight enough to cause any problems, but clearly enthused.
In fact the squeeze felt nice. The way Twilight’s body pressed against the back of her head. The warmth flowing through Celestia from the smaller mare. The way her haunch pressed into her back. The feel of certain anatomical features present on Twilight were rubbing into the fur.
Celestia’s horn lit up and Twilight was gently plucked off of her back and set on the floor nearby. “Twilight, um… please sit.”
Twilight wrapped her legs around Celestia’s foreleg instead nuzzling her face into Celestia’s side. “My love, my treasure! I captain Twilight Sparkle shall keep you safe from all those who would seek to take you away!” She glared at her friends and whipped out a sword made from folded newspaper. “That includes the lot of those scallywags over there.”
Celestia swallowed. “Well… I think I understand your letter now, Rarity.”
Rarity nodded and smiled. “And I see Cadance has been offering you some advice…”
Luna’s grin widened and she nodded thoroughly. “Of course, me and her both. We intend to be the best of wives. That means knowing every way we can please the six of you.”
Celestia groaned.
Rarity smiled. “Oh of course, my love. And a proper lady knows about discretion so I clearly saw nothing when I came into here. Especially anything compromising.”
Celestia looked over and realized there was at least one other mare that had probably not seen the shameful demonstration. Fluttershy stood at the door with one of Luna’s comic books in her wings. Her eyes reading from right to left, rather than left to right… oh it was one of those ones. The ones Celestia had a hard time reading or for that matter understanding. They were just mostly violence and perverted jokes anyway, despite Luna’s insistence that if she gave it a chance a deeper story would emerge.
At least it meant Fluttershy had something in common with Luna. Maybe the marriage wasn’t such a bad… no it was still an awful idea. Maybe friendship between those two was a good thing instead.
Celestia waived a hoof. “Well, as my future brides I’m sure you will all see plenty of my quarters soon enough. Please come in and rest yourselves. I will have more food brought to us, for now if there is anything I can do for you, please let me know.”
It was then that Celestia noticed Twilight had vanished from her side.
Twilight nearly shouted. “Fire the harpoon!”
Celestia and the group looked over to see both Twilight and Pinkie were nearby eating some of the leftover pancakes Celestia had brought up with her. Twilight’s newspaper boat was leveled in front of a pancake with a fork set above it. She made a ‘whoosh’ sound with her mouth as the fork speared into the pancake. “Pull back the pancake whale, do not let it go me hearty crew!” the pancake lifted up and to her mouth where she took a bite of it.
Pinkie Pie was by virtue of not being completely out of her gourd eating more subtly, and Pinkie was just shoveling pancakes into her mouth with her bare hooves. Entire pancakes to boot. How her mouth could open that wide and her tongue reach out like a frog to grapple around them was preposterous.
Luna nearly whispered. “Now that is a mare I can’t wait to take to my bed.”
Celestia ignored her sister’s vulgar comment as she was too busy stifling her own laughter. Twilight Sparkle, the pirate captain of the S.S. Newspaper, was probably the most adorable thing she had ever seen. Too bad she was going to have to reset twilight to factory default here soon. At least she had just the book to do so.
For now she would enjoy her little pirate princess.