It began - as all things do - with the softest of kisses placed upon an inner thigh; the left one, followed by the right. Then, her beloved did it again... and again. Kiss-Kiss-Kiss. Left-Right-Left. Each little kiss, placed soft and delicate upon her sensitive fur, sent a little spark of pleasure rocketing up unto her loins until - "Nnnngh!" - he ceased upon reaching her crescent. Furclad - and wearing only her collar - as she lay there abed with him, Princess Celestia ground her teeth, futilely flapping wings pressed against the duvet, as Daniel looked up at her from whence he lay, naked between her hind legs. "What" asked he, "is the First Letter?" When no answer was forthcoming from his beloved mare, delicately, he kissed her again upon her thighs. Kiss-Kiss. Left-Right. "What" asked he again, softly, "is the First Letter?" Celestia gazed down upon him - her expression pleading - and then, a strained gasp escaping her, she answered, "Ah... Ah... Ay!" Smiling up at his beloved mare, the human nodded and then - "Nuuuuh!" - Celestia whimpered, a shudder rocking through her body as he proceeded to draw the letter upon her clitoris with his tongue.
Then, "What" stated he, "is the Second Letter?" Groaning, cursing him internally for being such a tease as frustration suffused her, the poor beleaguered mare stuttered, "Buh... Buh... Bee!" Again Daniel nodded... and then - "Guuh!" - Celestia cried, her eyes rolling back into her head as he drew the straight line and two half-circles upon her with his tongue. "And the next?" queried he, once he was done. Eyes misting with tears as she squirmed upon their shared bed, the Solar Diarch cried out, "Suh... See!" and then - "Gkk--!" - words fled her heaving form as her beloved drew upon her the letter's half-circle. And on, and on it went; he asked for the next letter of the alphabet - and the next and the next - and when she would cry it out in her bliss, upon her crescent he would draw it with his tongue, taking for himself the smallest whiff of her feminine scent; the smallest taste of her essence. By the time they were halfway done, the Princess of the Sun was - metaphorically - a Princess no more; she was panting, breathless, her body heaving and slicked with sweat, her eyes wild. "Duh-Dah-Danhh--" she stammered; unable to even speak his name, so overwhelmed was she.
Temporarily leaving her nether regions, Daniel moved to lay beside her and then, "Sssh..." soothed he, taking her beautiful head into his arms to softly kiss her as he stroked her mane, "easy, love, easy... There's a good girl. Ssh, now..." His words, the gentle tone of his voice, and his touch as she whimpered and nuzzled into him, all served to quench the fire within that sought to overwhelm her... Until... - "What is the next letter?" - he reignited them again! And so, through the night their game continued; he asked for the next letter - and the next and the next - and when she would cry it out in her bliss, upon her crescent he would draw it. When at last, the Princess of the Sun spoke out the last letter - "Zee!" - through clenched teeth, that was when Daniel struck; alighting upon her clitoris he pleasured her with lips, tongue and teeth until she howled and ascended, her climax near breaking her in two as she heaved, rocked and shuddered in her ecstasy; thick, warm, aromatic essence rushing up from within her heated depths to spill onto her human's face and the duvet beneath them! Then... Down... Down... Down fell she; and as a puppet whose strings had been cut, she collapsed, her equine head landing with a thump onto the pillow.
Wordlessly, Daniel moved to lay his head beside hers and at this, she rolled unto her side, wrapping him within her hooves and wings. "Daniel," breathed she, kiss-kissing him gently as they held each other close. "Oh, my Daniel..." Her beloved human - whom could bring her to heights of bliss no pony ever could - wasn't done, however... Her eyes widened as with a single movement he sheathed himself inside her; then a softened gasp escaped her, and her eyes closed, new bliss suffusing her as Daniel began to make sweet, gentle love to her, her every breath catching in her throat as he rocked into her again and again and again... Outside the bedchamber doors, tears clouded the eyes of a dark alicorn mare. Luna really hadn't meant to watch her sister and Daniel - she truly hadn't - she'd just wanted to talk, catch up with Celly before retiring to bed. But then... when she'd accidentally seen what had occurred within her sister's bedchamber - when she'd watched the human pleasuring her sister to near-insanity with his tongue, heard her cries of bliss... The breath had been ripped from her throat and she just hadn't been able to look away... Now, here in the shadows she stood, breathing through her nose, licking her lips, overtaken by her own arousal - her essence running down her thighs unto the floor - as she beheld every breath they took, every movement they made, and heard every resounding, blissful cry... - 'No!' A stifled whimper escaping her - though it wrenched and pained her to do so - she tore herself away from the scene before her. Then, turning away from her sister's bedchamber - as quickly as she was able - she made her way to her own. David. She... She needed David.