Celestia released a heavy sigh as the massive, ornate doors to the throne room closed behind her. Finally, at long last, court was adjourned for the day. The thought immediately brought a smile to her face.
Two stone-faced guards stood in front of her. They waited patiently for her, as they did every day, to choose a destination so that they might accompany their ruler. Celestia acknowledged them with the usual soft nod of her head, prompting them to fall in line on either side of her as she set forth down the hallway.
From the outside, one might assume that Celestia always wore the same mood. That eternally soft expression that could fill a room with warmth if gentleness could actually produce heat. However, anypony that spent a regular amount of time with her could talk for hours of the countless little nuances and details that served to express her true mood. It wasn’t the kind of thing one might learn in a week, or even a month, but Celestia had a certain tell for every single activity that she would partake in with any sense of regularity.
Today’s expression was one that her guards had come to know all too well recently. The grin from ear to ear, the light bounce in her trot, and the little melody she was humming in time with each step all added up to one thing: a visit from Twilight Sparkle.
Okay, so it was more than a simple tell. It was still the precise reaction Celestia had every time her student came to visit.
The trio made their way through the maze-like halls of the castle until their ultimate destination had been reached. Awaiting their arrival, in front of the ornate door that marked the threshold to Celestia’s private quarters, was a certain lavender unicorn.
“Princess!” Twilight exclaimed.
Celestia was quick to bring her student into an embrace, their necks craned as each sought the comforting warmth of the other. Somewhere in the back of her mind, Celestia wanted to correct Twilight, to request a less formal state of address, but the more reasonable part of her mind reminded her that she had already tried. The embrace ended, “It is good to see you again, Twilight. Are you prepared for this week’s lesson?” The white alicorn’s eyes traced her student’s form, stopping to linger on her sides. Celestia couldn’t shake the feeling that something was... off.
The unicorn nodded with vigor. “Of course! I’ve studied all the materials you gave me very thoroughly.”
Somehow, Celestia’s smile grew even wider. “I’m glad to hear that.” With a flash of golden magic, the door to Celestia’s quarters swung open. Twilight followed what had become a routine and entered the room. “As usual, no interruptions, please.” Celestia ordered her guards before following her student and shutting the door.
A series of spells were woven around Celestia’s personal chambers to not only prevent sounds from passing through the walls, but also to prevent unwanted intrusions from nearly anything save for a dragonfire missive. Such wards had proven to be a great luxury to Celestia over the years.
Before Celestia could thank her forethought to place such wards, before she could even take in the sight of her own room, she was immediately distracted by the sensation of something brushing against the underside of her barrel. It was something pointy, she noted, and was promptly followed by the feeling of something soft and silky caressing that very same area. A gentle “Mmm,” escaped her lips as Celestia’s eyes drifted down to meet Twilight’s gaze.
“Step one in the art of seduction, begin with something unexpected.” Twilight spoke with a sultry tone.
Celestia raised her brows in surprise. “I see you are finally taking the initiative, Twilight. Perhaps you are ready for a more difficult test tonight.”
The unicorn’s posture immediately shifted to resemble that of an excitable filly. The sparkle in her eyes was all the answer Celestia needed.
“Tonight,” Celestia began before allowing her voice to sink to a deep, sensual tone, “you must answer every question from your lessons without me telling you anything.” Celestia lowered her head to whisper into student’s ear. “Show me how you would apply your lessons outside a classroom.”
The warm breath against her ears sent a small shiver down Twilight’s spine. Celestia teased her student by gently flicking the lavender ear with her tongue before withdrawing. The alicorn strutted over to the large, plush pillow in the center of the room, hips swaying with every step. She plopped down onto the pillow and closed her eyes as she waited for Twilight to take charge.
The wait was not long. Two hooves pressed down on her croup. Celestia pushed back against the firm pressure as the hooves began moving in circles, pressing deeper into her muscles. The gentle rocking slowly built into a relaxing rhythm. The alabaster mare groaned as the hooves shifted their work to her hindquarters. As the firm circular motion worked past her cutie mark and into the sore muscles, a ripple of pleasure began to build. Celestia hadn’t known the area was quite so sore, but the seemingly endless hours of sitting on her throne during court had clearly been more taxing on her rump than she had thought.
With her eyes still closed, Celestia began to visualize her precious Twilight as the unicorn’s tender hooves crept across her flank to the base of her wings. Again, something in the back of her mind began to nag at her. Something wasn't quite right... but Celestia found herself unable to concentrate on that thought as her student proceeded to the next phase of her assignment. She could feel the warmth of Twilight’s body as the lavender unicorn’s barrel slid to rest on her croup. The magical work of the pair of hooves stopped briefly as Twilight squirmed a bit to reposition her hind legs. The massage began again as the hooves pressed into the wonderfully sensitive spot between her wings. The small ripple of pleasure began to grow.
At first, Celestia’s wings tensed, her muscles tightened reflexively to the sudden light touch. Twilight carefully caressed area over, and over, increasing the pressure slightly every few passes. Her wings twitched as she began to relax. Suddenly, the muscles gave up their fight and acquiesced their well-being to Twilight’s tender touch. Celestia’s wings slumped open onto the pillow as she released a long moan of pleasure, her head tilted backwards as the tension escaped her body.
Twilight continued her work happily as Celestia imagined a pleased smile on the unicorn’s face. Although Celestia would have protested that any ending to the masterful touch between her wings was entirely too soon, Twilight eventually did cease. It allowed Celestia a moment of composure as she furled her wings back to her sides. The warm body atop her began to shift once more as Twilight squirmed her way forward. Back legs squeezed against the marked, white haunches, adding another ripple to the mounting wave of desire. The pressure was released as Twilight continued her journey across the soft, white, expanse of fur and feathers.
Twilight made camp with her hind legs holding a pair of downy-soft wings in place, while her forelegs curled over Celestia’s shoulders. Without warning, Twilight launched a purely sensual assault. Teeth gently pressed down on Celestia’s ear; air swiftly entered her lungs in a gasp as the wave picked up its pace. Next, was the biggest surprise.
The warmth vanished. Celestia’s eyes shot open as she felt herself surrounded in Twilight’s magical grip. Celestia was lifted up and flipped onto her back before being placed back onto the pillow. It was a slightly embarrassing feeling that, when combined with the predatory look on her student’s face, left her feeling both vulnerable and aroused. Celestia allowed her eyes to trace every curve of Twilight’s body as the unicorn moved closer and closer to her prize.
That was when the pieces fell into place.
Celestia awoke with a startled gasp. As her senses returned from their sleep-induced haze, she became acutely aware of just how warm she was. Covers flew off the bed as the solar diarch made a beeline towards the door. Only one thought was on her mind now. She needed to have a talk with her sister.
Celestia stomped her way down the halls, guards and castle staff watching with both awe and fear at the sight of the master of the sun being angry.
Two bat-winged pegasi were shoved aside with her magic before they could even protest. The door to Luna’s sanctum opened and Celestia stormed in. The midnight alicorn looked up from the pile of books she was buried in to find her sister staring at her with more than a mild case of irritation. Instinctively, Luna’s magic closed the door, completing the barrier of soundproofing and similar spells found in her sister’s room. The younger sister was unable to hold back a steadily growing smirk.
Celestia’s voice promptly boomed with the volume of the Traditional Royal Canterlot Voice. “Luna, how many times must I tell you!? Twilight has wings now!”