Man, medical magic is awesome. Mostly because it can heal hangovers. And mostly because it can make sure that I won't have to have a hangover when I face Celestia in the middle of a day court. Remind me to thank the Canterlot Doctor again.
"Ah, Peter - what a pleasant surprise," Celestia chirps as I'm permitted entry by her guards. "What seems to be the problem?"
"Uh," is what I start with. I blush as I scuff at the floor with a shoe. "See, I uh...well, remember that liquor you gave me for Luna and myself to share?"
"Yes," Celestia responds with a curious smile. "Of course I remember it."
"Well...what if it worked?" I ask, nervously. "And...both of us became...intoxicated."
Celestia frowns at me. "What are you getting at, Peter?" I'm about to respond when she lets out a pleasantly surprised "oh!" and greets the next attendee to the Day Court. It's a slow day, which is SUPER convenient.
I wait patiently for the pony to finish, and after a moment, the hall is empty once more. "You were saying?" Celestia asks, joyfully.
"See, I, uh...Luna and I, well...hypothetically, let's say we got drunk and...did something." [Blushing intensifies.] "Like...something you wouldn't exactly approve of."
Celestia snickers at me. "Please, my sister is a goddess, and is fully grown. I don't need to monitor everything she does. I don't have to approve of her actions - " she snaps her attention to me. "Unless, of course, she did something illegal."
"Uh, no, it's just -"
We're interrupted again by a new visitor. This time, he asks about grain taxes. Celestia is very genial with him until he lets slip that it could help his mill get a bit more revenue. At that point, she narrows her eyes at him and shakes her head, and doesn't stop until the pony has left. I can't help but be amazed by how effective that simple tactic is.
"Remind me never to piss you off," I remark with a smirk. Oh, wait...
Shit.
"Oh, that was nothing," Celestia responds. "It's just my way of taking care of stupid requests like that from time to time. Just act like a stone wall, and they chicken out. It's the lawyers that you've got to actually be harsh to." She chuckles lightly. "Oh, I have had some fun with them."
I chuckle at the irony. "Well, Luna and I may have had some...fun, last night."
"Glad to hear it," Celestia responds. "Now, unless Luna is gravely injured, I believe that you should actually be resting - that is, if you would like to continue spending time with Luna. If you find her personality to be too demanding...I would be disappointed, but I would try to tell Luna in a gentle way for you."
"Uh, no, that's not it," I respond, blushing a bit more. "In fact, that's the last thing I wanna do...but, anyway, back to what I wanted to tell you in the first place...see, I think that Luna and I -"
"Oh! Wait a moment, Peter, one of my little ponies has an actual problem, and not one with having too much fun."
Wow. Just...wow. She knows how to push buttons, because boy did that piss me right the fuck off. Having too much fun? Actual problem? Is she serious? If she knew what I think happened, she'd be acting totally differently! If I actually had sex with Luna last night, then that's a complete disrespect to her! Such an emotional and intense connection shouldn't occur in a drunken moment, it should be completely consensual and conscious! Maybe I'm a bit of wet blanket, but whatever...it's part of my ideology, and I'm not gonna change it any time soon.
"Now, back to your issue with my sister," Celestia announces with a sigh as the visitor leaves. "I don't see why you insist upon pestering me with details of your actions last night. If she regurgitated, then that's her own fault. If you regurgitated, then that's also your own fault. Also, how drunk could you have been if you're not hungover?"
"Medical magic," I explain. She nods in satisfaction, and what seems to be nostalgia.
"Well, what is the problem, then?" She asks. "Because, quite frankly, this is a waste of both of our times."
I take a deep breath to steady my nerves before finally spitting it out.
"Celestia, I may have had sex with Luna last night. And before you ask, I don't know if it happened or not, and if it did, it was consensual, but by impaired judgement. I just need to be sure that I actually had sex with her before I approach her about it, because if I didn't and I approach her, I could end up freaking her out or something. I don't know. Because, I'll admit it - I have feelings for your sister. And I really think she's great, and I would do anything to make her happy. And the fact that we may have just...gotten drunk and then 'busy' upsets me, because if I were to be intimate with her, it wouldn't be just for fucking's sake. It would be an act of love and devotion, because that's what it actually is, and the fact that we did it while drunk is disrespectful to her and to her emotions. I don't know what happened, because I ended up blacking out. So is there some way you could, like, unlock my memories so I could be sure of it? And I also want to know if I told Luna that I loved her, because that's what people tend to do when they have drunk sex. And if I did, I need to know, because I need to make things right."
The solar Princess remains silent for a moment as she watches for new visitors. When there aren't any, she sighs and turns to me. "Peter, I'm both disappointed in you and proud of you. I'm disappointed because you came to me first. You should have spoken to Luna about it. But at the same time, I'm proud that you came to me first so you could be absolutely sure, because I understand that you do not want to hurt her. I will gladly unlock your memories, Peter. Once I do so, I want you to go lie down next to my sister. Being in close proximity to her will allow you to remember it more clearly, and perhaps she will remember as a side effect of the spell. Now, stand still as I cast this tricky thing..."
I nod, my heart hammering in my chest and my palms growing clammy.
About ten minutes later, I'm carefully crawling into bed beside Luna. I unconsciously reach for her hoof as I try to remember, and find it surprisingly easy to breach into the past. I gulp as I move closer to her, not wanting to be away from her for fear that such a disrespectful act could be the last I share with her.
I'm quite surprised when my vision goes blank, and is replaced with my vision from last night, right after I had asked her if she was enjoying the Moonshine. I squeeze Luna's hoof before letting myself get sucked into the past.
"Oh, yes, it is...very good," Luna responds, her face flushed and her wings spanned out behind her. She squirms uncomfortably as she attempts to pull them in, but to no avail. She sighs as she gives up, and they reach their full length, causing me to become rather aroused myself.
"Good," I respond, awkwardly. I look back into my glass of alcohol before looking up to see Luna watching me. She seems to have a longing look in her eyes, one that speaks of loneliness and fear. I gulp as I look into her eyes, ignoring the sparkling stars within so I can see into what matters most. She responds by moving her chair around the edge of the circular table so that she's a bit closer to me. I respond in like, and after a small time of doing this, we find ourselves sitting next to each other. We giggle as we realize how childish it seems, but we don't care. As long as we're close.
"Thank you for spending so much time with me," Luna announces. My vision swims for a moment, but the spell forces my memories to stay on track. "It's...very nice."
"No problem," I hear myself slur. Luna looks to me with a small giggle, and I respond in like as I reach for her hoof. She blushes as she looks to me, and I smile at her, my confidence bolstered by the alcohol. "You know, Luna...I really like spending time with you."
She smiles as she sets down the alcohol she's drinking. I down the rest of mine before putting it down. My head hurts a bit just thinking of how much of a hanger I will have/had.
"Luna," I begin, smiling as I turn towards her, leaning my head on her shoulder and wrapping an arm around her waist, "you're the best, and...and..." I feel myself begin to cry, and among the emotions of my memories are my current emotions, which are mostly confusion and embarrassment. God-damn alcohol.
"Shush," she whispers to me. "You have had much to drink..."
"Not that much," I protest.
"You filled your glass ten times."
WHAT!?
"I think it is time for us to retire. The sun is starting to rise, and I do not wish for you to be in pain come night fall."
I nod in thanks, and we move over to the bed. I cuddle into Luna as we lie down, all of my clothes still on. After several moments of that, I notice that Luna seems to be crying. I frown as I reach a hand up to her cheek.
"What'sa matter?" I drunkenly ask.
"I just...I do not wish to lose you."
"You won't," I whisper in response. "I care about you too much to let that happen."
"Yes, but...I...I'm drunk, and being so close to you...not having been with anyone in over one thousand years...I'm just..." She sniffles. "I'm just so lonely, Peter..."
I frown, and I can feel my heartbeat slowing down as I roll on top of her. She's quite surprised by the movement, but she doesn't resist as I look her in the eye, my chest resting atop hers.
"You don't have to be lonely anymore," I whisper to her as I stroke her cheek. "You don't..."
We look into each others' eyes for a moment before the inevitable kiss. My hands begin to explore her body, and her hooves begin to explore mine. Not in a lustful way, but in an emotional way - we want to hold as much of each other as physically possible.
A few minutes into the kiss, Luna begins the stripping process for me. I'm happy to oblige, and within moments, I'm nude atop of her, and -
Okay, that's about enough of that. I think I can safely skip past those memories...
But then again...
Hm...
Oh, what the hell. Luna didn't seem too drunk, so if she can remember it, I should be able to remember it, too.
As Luna and I fall into each other's embrace, holding and nuzzling each other in both of our afterglows, I begin to whisper to her.
"I love you," I whisper.
"I love you, too," she responds.
We kiss one more time before falling asleep, and a little while later, I'm woken up by the sun beating on my eyelids.
I take a deep breath as I look over Luna's form. I wish I had remembered it immediately, it seemed to be so...beautiful. The way I held her, and she held me...it was truly a sight to behold. And, in a way, I do love her.
I just hope that when she wakes, she will hold the same sentiment.