Because I feel the need to warn you, the following chapter contains a scene that's a little risqué. You were warned.
When I finally got home, I paid the carriage driver and hopped out, making sure that I didn’t leave anything behind before I closed the door. With my wallet in my pocket and my bag of pictures in my hand, I walked up the staircase to the castle’s main entrance, where the guards greeted me, as usual.
I then walked inside the castle, deciding to head towards my room first to unwind, then I’d go and tell Auntie Celeste about my day, and finally, I’ll go and see Luna so we could start our date.
As I walked through the halls of the castle, I looked out of the nearby windows, looking at the moon again. I still didn’t know what this whole “dreamwalking” thing that Luna had planned for me was going to entail, and while it annoyed me that I had no idea, I was somewhat happy as well. The stars were looking pretty good tonight, too. They were shimmering brighter than ever in an intricate arrangement, an arrangement that gave off the appearance of shiny jewelry, strewn across the sky in all their glamour.
It also gave me a hint that my next date had really made an extensive effort to impress me.
However, the happiness that I was experiencing immediately faded away one I heard-
“Marcuuuuus!!!”
Fuck.
I agonizingly looked behind me and saw Honey Pot happily skipping towards me with a big smile on her face.
“Okay, Marcus. Remember what Auntie said,” I thought. “Be nice, be nice, be nice.”
“How have you been, sweetie?” the mare asked. “I haven’t seen you all day. I tried looking for you, too. I overheard some of the guards talking about you being in the garden, but when I asked the guard that was posted there, he said that you had already left and that he didn’t know where you went.”
“Yeah… I’ve been running errands all day,” I lied. “I have a huge art project due in a week, so I had to go out into the city and get some supplies.”
What? Auntie Celeste told me to be nice. She said nothing about having to be honest.
“Oh, okay,” Honey said, apparently believing me. She then looked at me with lidded eyes. “Maybe I could bring you your meals while you work and save you the trouble of going all the way down to the dining hall.”
“Actually, I’d rather get my meals myself. Thanks for the offer, though.”
Honey Pot furrowed her brow and pouted angrily for a second, and then her face returned to the pleasant appearance it had before. My right arm was then constricted by both of her arms as she brought herself closer to me, pressing her boobs against my arm on purpose and looking up at me with batting eyelashes.
“Well, maybe I could visit you, anyway. You know how I can’t go a day without seeing you, sugar.”
“Unfortunately, I do know that,” I thought as Honey Pot sank my arm deeper into her body, her bosom threatening to practically devour my appendage.
“Actually, I’m going to need very little distractions,” I calmly explained to her as I gently tugged my arm out of her grip. “This project is worth a big chunk of my grade, and I want to invest all my focus into it.”
The mare sighed and looked to the side in frustration, putting her hands on her waist and striking an indignant pose. “Fine.”
“Now, if you’ll excuse me, I need to get back to my room. It’s been a long day, and I need some time to relax.”
“Alright then. I’ll see you later, baby!” Honey said, and then she blew me a kiss, which I gently swatted away.
“You know I don’t like you like that, right?” I told her with a nervous chuckle.
“You will eventually. I know you can’t resist all of this for much longer.” The mare ran her hands down her body suggestively as she said that, which made me cringe. “Just say the word, sweetheart, and I’ll put it on you in a second.”
“Whatever helps you sleep at night,” I muttered to myself as I turned away and continued to walk back to my room. As I walked away, I realized something.
I should have told Honey Pot that I was seeing somepony else.
I facepalmed so hard at that realization. Even though I wasn’t officially in a relationship with Rarity, Octavia, or Luna, it still would’ve helped to at least tell Honey Pot that there was a mare that I actually liked. That could’ve finally made her get the fact that I had no interest in her, and then she would back off.
That is, of course, assuming that she had the decency to respect when a guy is taken.
Once I got there and reached for the door handle, I felt somepony hug me from behind and squeal with joy.
Was it Honey Pot again? No. The hug that I was receiving was from somepony that was taller than me.
Somepony that was MUCH taller than me.
“Welcome back nephew!”
“Hello to you, too, Auntie Celeste.”
“So? Tell me how your dates went! I’m dying to know how my nephew did on his outing!”
“Okay, but can we talk about it inside?”
“Of course!”
Celeste and I walked into my room, and I tossed my bag of photos onto the bed.
“What’s in the bag?” she asked.
“I’ll get to that later in the story,” I answered as I kicked my shoes off and jumped into my bed, only for Celeste’s magic to catch me before I landed.
“And that do you think you’re doing, young man?” she asked sternly.
“Getting into my bed so I can tell you about my day.”
“Aren’t you forgetting something? You just came home from being out in the city all day. Your clothes are filthy! Go take a shower and get into some clean clothes.”
“Are you serious? I thought you wanted me to tell you how my dates went.”
“That can wait,” Celeste answered as she used her magic to open my dresser and take out some sleeping clothes and levitate them over to me while I was still suspended in the air. “Now go and get yourself cleaned up, and don’t take any of those rushed showers, either.”
“Or, I can do all that after I tell the story.”
My aunt said nothing. She simply levitated me towards the bathroom, used her magic to open the door, and literally tossed me inside.
Thankfully, I didn’t break anything.
After taking my forced shower and changing into my sleeping clothes, I left my bathroom and found Auntie Celeste seated on my bed, reaching for the bag of photos that I took with Octavia.
“Ahem!”
“Oh, you’re done!” my aunt said sheepishly.
“I told you that I’ll get to the bag later in the story,” I reminded her.
“I know, I know. So, now that you’re all showered, come lie down next to your auntie and tell her all about your day.”
I rolled my eyes and approached my bed, lying down next to Celeste, and I began to tell her about my dates.
“And here I was worried that something would go wrong, but from your story, it sounds like you had everything under control,” Celeste said, and then she gave me another one of her crushing hugs. “Who knew that my little nephew was such a playboy?”
I chuckled at the compliment. “I wouldn’t say that. I pretty much went with the flow.”
“By the way, taking Rarity to the secret spot in the garden was a good call.”
“Thanks.”
“And I still find it hard to believe that Octavia wanted to go to a ropes course. When I first met her at the Grand Galloping Gala, she seemed so demure.”
“Well, according to her, I bring out her adventurous side.”
My aunt smirked and gave me a look. “Well, that adventurous nature will definitely work out for you in the long run if you end up choosing her.”
My eye twitched. “Why do you always have to take things that far?”
“It’s just something you’ll have to get used to,” she said as she looked at the photos that I took with Octavia, finally satisfied that I finally showed her what was in the bag I had. “Aww, you two look so beautiful in this picture! So romantic! Can I have one?”
“Sure, but after you do, you’ve got to leave.”
“Why are you kicking me out all of a sudden?”
“Before I went on my dates today, Luna invited me to go dreamwalking with her tonight.”
“Oh, I see. Well, have fun!”
I gave Celeste a concerned look. “You seem to be pretty okay with the fact that I like your sister.”
“Well, it is rather strange, considering the fact that you’re my adopted nephew, which makes her your aunt, but I’ve lived through times where such intimate relationships were commonplace. Plus, you aren’t related by blood, so if you two do end up together, I guess I could get used to this.”
I smiled to myself. “Thanks for being so supportive, Auntie.”
“That’s what I’m here for,” she smiled back. “Well, don’t let me hold you up any longer. I’m sure Luna is anxiously waiting for you.”
Celeste and I got off the bed and left my room, and from there, we parted ways for the night; she went to her room, and I went to Luna’s room. Once I got there, I looked over what I was wearing:
A simple t-shirt and pajama pants. Should I have worn a little more? I really had no idea what this whole dreamwalking thing was about, and I pretty much just threw on what Celestia gave me when she forced me to take a shower earlier.
I decided to just pay it no mind and knock on Luna’s door.
“Come in!” I heard from inside, and I opened the door to see Luna in front of a mirror, fixing the deep blue nightgown she had on. It was a simple garment, made of very light material that draped over her figure, but still accentuated it quite nicely, nicely enough for me to notice something:
“I see you gained back the weight you lost.”
“I know! Isn’t it wonderful?” Luna asked excitedly, spinning around and causing her nightgown to gracefully spin with her.
I laughed at the fact that Luna was the only female I knew that would have a positive reaction to being told that she was gaining weight.
I didn’t mind that she was gaining weight, either. I actually found it quite hard to look away as I gazed at the mare, her large voluptuous curves laboring my breathing and making me pull down on my t-shirt. The top of her simple getup had string straps which hung to the rest of the garment, displaying a huge portion of her enormous bust which was quite saggy without a bra but still very enticing. Meanwhile, the bottom of the nightgown was semi-transparent and showed her bubble shaped bottom and bouncy thighs in all of their evenly spread voluminous splendor.
I am so going to hell.
“Even with all the weight I gained, I still haven’t gone through half the treats that I received for Nightmare Night.”
“You must have a lot of admirers, Luna,” I said.
“I suppose so,” she sighed, and then she walked up to me, “but I admire you.” She then gave me a hug that was tight, yet comfortable, which was a pleasant contrast to her sister’s hugs, not to mention the fact that I practically sank into her soft flesh, what with her being bigger and squishier than me.
“I hope Withers doesn’t notice that you gained back the twenty pounds he made you lose.”
“He’s been busy with other affairs, so he’s been rather distracted, lately. Thankfully, that meant that I could cheat on my diet and binge on cookies and chocolate. It’s been nice, not hearing him complain about my eating habits.”
“Why don’t you just fire the little prick?” I asked. “He’s your advisor, not your father. You have bras that are more supportive than him.”
“Well, with what I’m carrying around, I don’t doubt that,” Luna said, looking down at her chest, “but believe you me, I’ve thought about terminating his employment. Unfortunately, Withers has tenure as an advisor, and I can’t fire him until that tenure is up.”
“And when will that be?”
“In six months,” the princess lamented.
I stayed silent in thought, and then I got an idea.
“Why don’t we visit his dreams tonight and mess with him a little?” I asked with a devious smile.
“I love when you get that look in your eye, Marcus. I can tell you have something quite devious planned.”
“So, how do we do this dreamwalking thing?”
Luna smiled. “Well, normally I would come into your dream as usual, and then I would pull you out and take you through the dream world with me, but…”
“But…”
“I was thinking we could share my bed tonight, and our close proximity will allow me to simply take you into the dream world without having to look for your dream.”
“You know full well that’s not the real reason why you want me to share a bed with you,” I said with a knowing smile.
“Someone’s gotten a little forward recently,” Luna smirked before she turned around and approached her bed, while I approached it from the opposite side. We both climbed into the bed and pulled the sheets over our bodies, getting comfortable in the soft fabric.
“Comfy?” Luna asked.
“Very.” I answered.
I heard a soft giggle, and then I felt the bed shift. Then next thing I knew, I had Luna’s arms around my waist and her body against my back.
“How about now?” she asked again.
“Even better,” I answered, and I lied there with the Princess of the Night embracing me. I smiled as Luna’s warm breath caressed the back of my neck, and I felt her nuzzling the top of my head with a satisfied sigh. She was so close I could sense much of her frontal curves: her soft silken arms draping themselves around me; her thighs and calves intertwining themselves with mine, their incredible tenderness encompassing my lower body; and her rather large melons which made my back melt under their power and lulled me into a sense of security. I sighed to myself as I drifted off into slumber.
I found myself floating in a dark, empty plane of reality, and before I could ask myself where I was, I was approached by Luna.
“Welcome to the dream world,” she said. “This is the space that I use to travel between the dreams of my subjects.” She then pointed to a portal that was close by. “See that? That’s the portal to your dream. Now we just need to find Withers’s portal.”
“How do you know which portal belongs to whom?” I asked. “I don’t see anything in my portal that tells you that it’s mine. Hell, I don’t see anything at all.”
“Exactly. Under normal circumstances, a portal would show the dream of who it belongs to, and since you’re here with me, there’s no image in your portal.”
I let out an understanding “Ah…” and then I followed Luna on our search for Withers’s dream. Eventually, we finally found the stallion’s portal, and we looked inside to see what he was dreaming about.
Withers was sitting on the patio of a luxurious mountainside estate, enjoying a glass of fine wine.
“He looks so peaceful,” I said mockingly.
“We can’t have that, now can we?” Luna smirked. “So, what do you have planned?”
“I figured that I could give the old bastard a little scare.”
“I like that idea. Allow me to help you appear more intimidating.”
Luna lit up her horn and enveloped me in a coat of magical energy, changing my appearance. A black cloak appeared on my body over my normal clothes, and my eyes turned a glowing red. My teeth also became sharper, and my hands assumed a claw-like appearance.
“Not bad, Luna- Whoa! What happened to my voice?” I asked.
“I changed it a little to sound more demonic. What do you think?”
“I think it sounds awesome!” I said excitedly.
“Now go on in and scare the color out of that pain in the ass while I provide the atmosphere.”
“Sounds like a plan,” I said as I went through the portal. I floated in the sky, Withers unaware of my presence, and Luna made the sky turn pitch black, causing thunder and lightning to roar across the sky and scaring Withers out of his wits.
“Oh, goodness! What’s happening?”
That was my cue.
I lowered myself down to the shivering stallion with a toothy grin on my face. The hood of my cloak obscured my face, leaving only my glowing eyes and my wicked smile as my only visible features.
“Withers…” I said with an evil voice.
“Who are you?” he asked in fear.
“I am the guardian angel that watches over Princess Luna,” I told him. “I have been observing your actions as Luna’s advisor, and I am far from pleased.”
“W-w-what do you mean? I’ve been nothing but supportive to the princess!”
“I wouldn’t call pressuring Luna into marriage and making her feel insecure about her weight counts as being supportive. I should send you to the underworld for eternity, but I shall let you live… on one condition.”
“W-w-what is it?”
“Not only must you give up on finding a husband for Luna, but you must also release her from her diet. From then on, you must never question her personal decisions, for if you do, I shall return, and I will not be as merciful to you then as I am now.”
“Y-yes! Whatever you say! I promise!”
“Good. I will now take my leave. Heed my warning, Withers, for I shall be watching you closely,” I said, and then I went right up to his face. “VERY closely.”
With that, I disappeared from Withers’s dream, appearing right outside the portal, next to Luna, who was practically dying at the performance I put on.
“My word!” she said in-between fits of laughter “That was amazing, Marcus! I’m in sutures!”
“Stitches,” I corrected, my voice and appearance back to normal.
“Whatever,” she dismissed. “Now that Withers will be out of my mane, let’s continue through the dream world.”
“Alright, let’s go.”
Luna and I continued our trip through the dream world, chatting idly as we did so, and then we came across a portal that caught our eyes.
Inside the portal was a small opossum that was wearing a suit. He was scurrying down the castle halls on his way to one of the balconies.
“Hey, Luna. Isn’t that Tiberius?” I asked.
Luna gasped and rushed over to the portal. “My Tibbles? This is his dream? Aww! I wonder where he’s scurrying off to!”
“Animals have dreams?” I asked.
“Of course they do. Every creature in the world has dreams,” she answered in a matter-of-fact tone.
“I wonder where the little guy’s going,” I said, more to myself than to Luna.
“Why don’t we go through the portal and find out.”
“Can’t we just watch from out here?”
“It’ll be more fun if we’re actually there. We’ll just avoid being seen so we don’t interrupt anything.”
“If you say so…”
Luna and I crossed through the portal, arriving in Tiberius’s dream. The little marsupial made his way to one of the castle balconies, where a small table was set up with two chairs. Luna and I silently followed, hiding behind the pillars.
“What do you think this table is for?” I whispered.
“Judging from the way Tibbles is dressed, I’d assume that-”
Before Luna could finish, we heard a screeching sound coming from the distance, and before we knew it, a flash of red and orange swooped up over the balcony, before slowing down and landing on one of the chairs at the table. That blur turned out to be a tall, majestic phoenix.
“Wait, isn’t that Philomena?” I asked
“It is,” Luna confirmed. “These two must be on a date! Which means that…”
“Tiberius has a crush on Philomena!”
The opossum climbed up to the table and presented a tiny bouquet of flowers to his date, to which she blushed beneath her feathers and hid her face with her wing shyly, giggling at the gesture.
At that moment, Luna forgot that she was supposed to be hiding and popped out from behind the pillar in excitement.
“TIBBLES!”
The poor rodent squeaked in shock as his owner rushed towards him, trapping him in a hug.
“Oh, how adorable! You’re on a romantic date with Philomena! I’m so happy for you, my ickle-diddy-widdle-tibble-kins!”
Philomena stared at the display in front of her, and then she burst into crows of laughter, nearly falling to the floor in tears. The phoenix spread her wings and took off laughing at Tiberius’s embarrassing situation as she did so.
Angrily, the emasculated opossum forced himself out of Luna’s arms, squeaking madly and running away in shame.
“Tibbles, wait! Come back!” she called, only for Tiberius to ignore her and keep running. “I don’t understand. What did I do?”
“You mean aside from the fact that you just cockblocked your pet?” I asked as I approached the confused princess.
“Cockblocked? Oh, I get it! You’re saying that because Philomena’s a bird, right?”
“Not even close,” I said, shaking my head. “Let’s get out of here. Hopefully you won’t ruin the dreams of any other guys with crushes.”
“I still don’t see what I did wrong,” Luna declared stubbornly as we left the dream.
From there, we continued on through the dream world, passively looking through the dreams of all of Equestria’s citizens.
“That’s odd. It seems like all the children are having pleasant dreams tonight,” Luna said with curiosity. “Not a nightmare to be found.”
“How many nightmares do you usually take care of in a night?”
“Somewhere around thirty or forty,” she answered, and then she giggled. “Speaking of nightmares, I’m surprised you haven’t had one about a certain maid yet.”
“Don’t even bring her up,” I warned her. “We were having a good night up till now. Don’t ruin it.”
“I’m just making an observation. You’d think that you’d have at least one nightmare about her, what with all your talking about how much she disturbs you.”
“Can you blame me? She’s insane! She’s so fixated on me, and she’s convinced herself that I have feelings for her!”
“Have you not tried telling my sister about it?”
“I have, but she just said that I was overreacting and that if I was nicer to her, she’d back off.”
“And how’s that working out for you?”
“What do you think?”
Luna sighed. “Leave it to Tia to be so soft. If it were up to me, I would have fired that mare.”
“Why can’t you?” I asked.
The princess frowned at me and said “Half the maids in the castle are exclusively under my authority while the other half is under Celestia’s. Honey Pot is in the latter half, so I can’t fire her.”
“Just my luck.” I grumbled.
“Marcus~”
I raised an eyebrow and looked at Luna. “What the hell happened to your voice?” I asked.
“I didn’t say anything,” she answered.
“Then who-”
“Oh Marcus~”
She was right. The voice was coming from somepony other than Luna. It must have been coming from someone’s dream.
I looked around and tried to find out where the voice was coming from, and then I finally found the portal the voice came from.
When I saw whose dream it was, though, my skin went pale.
I saw Honey Pot being pushed up against a wall by a tall, masculine figure whose face was obscured by shadows. She looked like she was in a very uncomfortable position, but she also looked like she was enjoying it.
The mare let out a moan of pleasure as she looked back at the figure holding her.
“Marcus…” Luna said in disbelief. “I think that’s you!”
I looked at the person holding Honey Pot against the wall, but the shadows prevented me from determining his identity.
Then again, knowing that crazy mare, what other guy would she be dreaming about?
The man holding her opened his mouth to speak, and when I heard his voice, it only confirmed my and Luna’s suspicions.
“I can’t wait any longer, Honey,” he said in my voice as he twisted the mare’s arm behind her back, making her let out another moan.
Hurray. Now I can add “is a masochist” to the list of things that are wrong with this mare.
“I’ve wanted a piece of this hot body of yours for a long, long time.”
“Oh, really?” Honey asked, panting heavily. “And here I was beginning to think that you really didn’t want me.”
“I DON”T WANT YOU!!!” I screamed from outside.
“They can’t hear you, you know,” Luna told me. “They’re in there, and we’re out here.”
“Let’s go, Luna.” I said, taking her arm. “I don’t want to see this.”
I was not expecting the response I got.
“Not just yet.”
“What?”
“I said not just yet. Just give me a second.”
“For what!?”
“I just want to see where this goes.”
“FOR WHY!?!?”
“I’m just… curious, is all,” the princess shrugged. “Now quiet down. I want to hear this.”
Okay, I didn’t mean Luna any disrespect, but she was really trying my patience!
The Marcus in Honey Pot’s dream firmly grabbed her bare bottom under the short skirt of her maid outfit and squeezed tightly, causing her to let out a loud, happy moan.
“Heh, heh. Nice and tight,” he said, making me shiver at how I sounded saying those words like that.
“Oh, Marcus! I love it when you’re so forceful!” Honey Pot yelled.
And now I can add “has a rape fetish” to my little list.
The dream version of me smirked cockily and lowered his head to her mane, taking in a forceful sniff and sighing in content. After that, he started to nip at Honey Pot’s neck, making her shudder in anticipation.
“Let’s go, Luna!” I whined.
“Just another minute or two…” she responded.
“Why the hell would you want to watch this!?” I asked incredulously.
“Like I said, I’m curious,” she answered as she tiled her head at what she was seeing. By then, Honey Pot had gone totally wild.
“Oh, Marcus! If you don’t take me now, I’m gonna lose my mind!”
Oh, no. If where this dream was going wasn’t clear before, it certainly was now.
“Dammit, Luna! Let’s go.”
The princess scrunched her nose and nodded her head. “I suppose I’ve seen enough. We can leave.”
“Thank you!” I exclaimed with relief.
We couldn’t have left that portal any faster.
“Do you enjoy torturing me, Luna?” I asked as we continued through the dream world.
“Somewhat,” she answered. “The faces you make when you’re mad are simply adorable!”
“Well, can you not do that?”
“I won’t make any promises.”
I rolled my eyes as we came across another interesting portal. It showed us the image of a beautiful beach with palm trees decorating the golden sand and crystal blue waters cascading along the shore.
“Somepony’s having another romantic dream,” I said, pointing out the pegasus couple resting by the shore.
“Would you like to go in and relax on the sand?” Luna offered. “I’ll cast a charm that’ll prevent us from being seen.”
I shrugged my shoulders. “Eh, why the hell not,” I said as we crossed through the portal. Once we got through, Luna cast the charm and we found a nice spot on the sand where we could rest.
“Ahh~ The sand feels nice and warm,” I sighed as I reveled in the sensation of the sand on my feet. “I didn’t know that my sense of touch would actually work in a dream.”
“Well, when one is dreaming normally, only two of the five senses, sight and hearing, are active. When dreamwalking, however, one’s mind is actively aware of being in the dream world, and thus all five senses become active.”
As she was explaining this to me, Luna conjured up a large blanket for us to lie down on. The two of us got comfortable on the blanket, the princess wrapping her arms around me affectionately. We stayed there with the warm rays of the sun beating down on us, a pleasant contrast to the increasingly cold weather in the real world.
“Luna…” I said, breaking the silence.
“Yes, Marcus?” she cooed lovingly.
“Can I ask you something?”
“Of course.”
“I know you told me why you liked me, but…”
“But what?”
“Did it ever bother you that we’re technically related?” I finally asked. “I mean, when you told me how you felt, you didn’t seem to be hesitant at all.”
Luna sighed. “It has crossed my mind on numerous occasions. For some time, I felt really confused about whether or not my feelings for you were… right, for lack of a better word.”
I looked at Luna as her expression went somber for a moment, but then it began to brighten up again.
“But after dwelling on it some more, I began to care less about it,” she explained. “You and Celestia aren’t related by blood and neither are we, and as far as the rest of Equestria was concerned, you aren’t related to me or Tia at all.”
“I guess when you put it that way, it makes sense.”
“Does my sister know? About your feelings for me, I mean.”
I nodded.
“How did she react?”
“Well, she said that if we do end up together, it would be awkward for her, but she’ll support us either way.”
Luna let out a relieved sigh.
“Oh, thank goodness. It’s good to know that she has our backsides.”
“Our backs,” I corrected with a laugh. “Even with her support, though. There are still gonna be some ponies that won’t like this. I mean, so many nobles want to be with you. Imagine how they’d react if they lost you to someone else, and a teenager, no less. I’m sure there are still those types of ponies that believe that the fact that I wasn’t born into nobility would ‘taint the royal bloodline’.”
Luna smiled warmly at me and held me closer to her. “I don’t care,” she stated bluntly. “They can say whatever they wish to say. It won’t matter to me in the slightest, and if anypony has qualms about it, that’s their problem, not ours.”
I smiled back at the princess, happy that she was willing to face the backlash of being with an average guy like me. “You really feel that strongly about me?” I asked.
“Of course I do,” she answered. She brought her face even closer to mine. I immediately realized what was coming, so I moved my face towards hers at the same slow pace she moved her face towards mine. Meanwhile, our bodies were so close to one another that we could feel each other’s heartbeat.
And then our lips met.
Luna’s lips were as soft as the embrace she was giving me, perhaps even softer, and the locks of her wavy mane that were sneaking over to my traps and neck gave me a nice tickling sensation. I wrapped my arm around Luna, finally returning the embrace she had been giving me for the past several minutes, and I held her as tightly as I could.
The kiss felt great. Incredible, even, but…
I couldn’t help but feel like there was something missing.
There was a certain… emptiness I felt when I was kissing Luna, an emptiness that I didn’t feel when I kissed Rarity or Octavia. Something wasn’t there that should have been, and I couldn’t tell what it was.
When Luna and I separated, I tried not to give her a look of disappointment, but then I saw the look that she was giving me.
She was disappointed, too…
“That didn’t… feel right…” she said sadly. “No offense to you, but… I was expecting this to feel a little different.”
“Me too,” I agreed. “Maybe we should try again.”
“Yes, of course,” Luna accepted. “We might just be in the wrong position, it all.”
Instead of lying on our sides, Luna opted to straddle me and kiss me from above instead. “This might be better,” she said hopefully, and she lowered her lips down to meet mine.
Unfortunately, the change in position did nothing to fix the kiss.
Luna and I looked each other with expressions that contained a mix of confusion and sadness.
“I don’t get it…” I said.
“I don’t, either,” she admitted. “The kiss did feel pleasant, but something was amiss about it.”
“It feels like something’s missing. Something important, like-”
“A spark?” Luna finished for me.
My eyes widened in realization. That was it! That’s what was missing! When I kissed Rarity, I felt a spark that ran through me intensely, and I got that same feeling when I kissed Octavia. My kiss with Luna, on the other hand, didn’t have that spark.
“So what does this mean?” I asked her.
“I don’t know,” she answered, the volume of her voice barely over a whisper. “Maybe it means that… that…” Luna kept hesitating, like she didn’t want to admit what she was about to say.
“Maybe this means that this wasn’t meant to happen,” she finally said, and her eyes began to well up.
“I’m really sorry Luna,” I told her as I hugged her consolingly. “I know how disappointed you feel right now.”
“I really thought that you were the one, Marcus,” she whimpered. “This date was going so well, too, and now it’s ruined.”
“Who says it’s ruined? We can still have a good time. This date has been really fun, so far, and even if we weren’t meant for each other, hanging out with you is still a lot of fun.”
Luna gave me a surprised look. “You truly mean that?”
I nodded my head.
“So we’re still friends, then?” she asked hopefully.
“Of course we are,” I answered with a smile, which made her smile back.
“Thank you, Marcus,” she said as she rested her head against my chest affectionately. “Let’s go. We still have more dreams to visit.”
Luna and I got up off the blanket and found the portal that brought us to this dream. From there, we continued through the dream world, and as we floated around, Luna stayed close to me, finding comfort in my presence.
“Do you feel better, Luna?”
“Somewhat. I’m still a little upset, but at least we’re still having a good time.”
“That’s good to know,” I said with relief, and then something caught my eye.
There was a portal that showed one of the halls in Canterlot castle, and there was a pony walking down the empty hallway. Because I was so far away from the portal, I couldn’t see who the pony was. In fact, I only knew it was a pony because I could barely make out a tail from its figure.
“Luna, you see that portal over there?” I asked.
“Yeah, and the pony in it looks familiar,” she answered.
“Let’s go and take a closer look.”
Luna and I floated towards the portal to get a better look at whose dream it belonged to, and I figured out who it was before we even got close.
If the tall figure, white coat, and light magenta eyes didn’t give it away, the long multi-colored mane and tail certainly did.
This dream belonged to Auntie Celeste.