Celestia brushed close to Silver. "We'll sleep together tonight."
Silver tensed at the suggestion coupled with her closeness. "Do you think that's wise?"
Celestia tilted her head. "If you're worried, we won't, but we'll sleep together here." She raised a hoof to her heart. "I strongly suspect I'll have many dreams of you, and I dearly hope you'll dream of me in return." She turned away and moved to retire, pressing no further.
Silver slipped into the bed next to hers, wondering at her actions before it clicked. He faded off to the dreamworld and rushed for her door. As he reached a hoof out for the handle, he remembered Luna's warning, but he opened it anyway. If he couldn't trust Celestia, they were already doomed.
Silver found himself galloping along through a huge green field, charging with Celestia at his side, the two running with the sun warm and bright up above. "I knew you'd come." Celestia bumped into him. "We have much to discuss."
Silver smiled at her. "Why are we talking here?"
"It's not obvious?" They were suddenly floating on a lily pad, gently bobbing in an infinite lake. "We're being watched, and listened to. They can't hear us here. Amenti is the center. The moment we approached her, all eyes turned towards us that weren't already focused in our direction. They were probably worried we'd throw our support quickly with her sad tale, or denounce her immediately. Instead I delayed it, and didn't commit either way."
Silver nodded slowly. "This is all a little beyond me, I confess, but she seems genuine enough in trying to be a good ruler. Can't we help her?"
Celestia raised a hoof. "They, whoever they are precisely, have already killed, and attempted to kill more. Whatever enemy Amenti has, they are violent, powerful, and ready to exert that power. If I throw help behind her too swiftly, she may simply not wake up one morning. This is a delicate situation, with no obvious target to strike." She pointed at Silver. "I was quite pleased when you suggested she start talking. She needs to remember politics is not a game of ultimatums, at least when done properly. Talking will reveal her dissenters, and allow some action to be taken. Remaining stubborn will only earn her a reputation for being the problem. Problems get removed eventually."
Silver squirmed a moment. "Why do I feel... off?"
Celestia tilted her head. "This is my dream. I haven't stopped being receptive. Do you want to do something about that? I can't hurt you here."
Silver didn't remember agreeing, but he was on top of Celestia, going at her. He drove powerfully against her thick rump, which was proving just as delightfully soft, yet firm beneath the top layer, as it appeared. Every strike against her made them both shudder with building pleasure, driving wildly into her innermost depths. Silver suddenly remembered their aborted conversation. He grit his teeth, trying to hold back his release, though unable to stop rutting into her. "I don't want her to be murdered."
"Nor... do I." Celestia arched her back, changing the angle of his entry subtly. "I'm hoping we are approached, by both her enemies and allies, seeking greater political capital. I gave them a timeline, and spread some words of my thoughts. They'll try to manipulate the both--Mmm--of us."
Silver exploded wildly into her, only for the dream to skip. They were belly-to-belly then, driving against one another as she gazed into his eyes. "When you feel confident, perhaps we could try this in the waking world?"
Silver clenched his teeth, trapped in the hot wet sleeve that Celestia offered, driving against her all the more urgently. Despite his recent peak, the dream world had no refractory period, and he didn't feel satisfied. "Are you that eager to have a lunar foal?"
They were suddenly seated on their bellies, facing each other. Celestia snorted softly. "You know how to kill the mood..."
Silver shuffled closer and rubbed his snout along Celestia's gently. "I look forward to braving the heat of the fair sun, my princess, but you have to accept me as I am, flaws and all."
Celestia gave a little smile and Silver was suddenly on his back, and Celestia stood over him, rubbing his belly. "You are an adorable dog sometimes, my stallion, that I must remind myself to ignore your barking. Back to the matter at hoof, we must be on the watch for the other players of this game. There is still a possibility they try to sweep us off the field rather than playing properly. Can I rely on you?"
Silver tried to squirm out from under her hoof, but found himself bound to the spot. He was her dog for the moment, belly bared, erect shaft exposed, all at her mercy. "I'll do my best, of course. I want us all to get back safely. The girls too."
Shei and Aila appeared in the dream, but they were sleeping peacefully there. Celestia looked to the two. "Hmmph. You're in for a rough time explaining to your wives how you came back with two slaves. Slavery is frowned upon quite greatly in Equestria."
Silver flipped his ears back. "They're servants, not slaves."
Celestia smiled. "Oh, good. I'm sure they'll be pleased to know they can expect prompt payment, and they can quit anytime."
Silver let out a slow sigh. "We have to get them out of the city first. You know that."
Her hoof wandered down and brushed over his swollen balls. "I do. Do you have feelings for them?"
"They're--Mmph--Nice enough. I think I'm really annoying Aila. I think Shei would lift her tail the moment I asked."
Celestia snorted softly. "I think you underestimate how deep her infatuation runs. Shei sees you as a living legend. As... literal wish fulfilment. If you demanded her services in any personal way, she would agree with scarcely a thought. If you wanted a true brood mare, you found a willing one."
Silver winced. "That's not what I'm trying for. She's so busy idolizing me I haven't gotten a chance to know who she really is yet. I won't do that with her. God, why can't I have more normal relationships?"
Celestia laughed softly. "You signed those away a long time ago, right about the time that you agreed to form a herd with Night Watch instead of just marrying her. She would have been a fine and protective wife, and you probably would have avoided a lot of trouble. Instead you get the likes of me." Silver found himself on top of her again, but he wasn't inside of her, instead the flat end of his member pressed against her winking vulva, inviting him in. "There are many stallions that would pay dearly for the life you scorn."
Silver squirmed a little, holding himself from the urge of accepting Celestia's offer. "I'm not running away again. You're a part of my life now, Celestia, and you're welcome in it." His words changed the dream, or at least inspired Celestia to do so, and they were belly-to-belly, hugging warmly. "I want to work with you, sun butt."
Celestia snorted softly. "If I didn't know you meant that in the kindest way... But there is a price to pay. After we leave this city, I am taking it. You're going to give me what I want, without whining or crying. Like a stallion, rough and ready. I don't want to be treated like a gentle flower, because I'm not one. We'll return to Equestria with my womb quickened, or with the knowledge that it simply isn't possible."
Silver tapped his horn against Celestia's, gazing into her eyes. "Alright... But about Amenti? Is there anything I should be keeping an eye on specifically, or... doing? I feel like we're short on time."
Celestia snorted. "We have a week. I doubt any will move tonight. They're watching us sleep, probably, and waiting to see if anyone else visits us."
Silver slipped off of Celestia. "I should check on the others, and make sure they're alright and in on the plan."
Celestia was on her hooves quickly. "Are you certain that's wise? What they don't know, they can't reveal. They are protected by ignorance for the time, and that may be the kindest thing we can afford them."
Silver considered a moment. "I could visit Amenti?"
Celestia perked an ear. "Now that you bring it up, that may be an excellent idea. I prefer to consider the best in a pony, or cat, but she may know things she's still keeping close to her chest, despite her frank approach. Tread carefully. Don't let her know it's you. I'd rather no cats knew of your ability." A door appeared beside her. "I'll see you in the morning."
Silver moved to depart, but paused long enough to kiss her on the cheek on the way out. They rubbed noses, and he was back in the dreamworld. He could feel his control over the dreaming world return as he left the powerful sphere of Celestia's personal control. The moments where he was powerless came rushing up on him and he shivered, only to redouble as he realized he promised to bed Celestia as soon as they escaped the city.
Visiting her in her own realm was truly a perilous decision. He put those thoughts aside and tried to focus on the pharaoh, focusing on the mental picture of Amenti on her throne. A door slid close and waited for him.
He reached out a hoof and slipped into the dream softly, weaving a gentle shroud of dreamstuff around himself that didn't allow Amenti to perceive him until he was ready to be seen and heard. He peered around in the darkness of the room littered with cushions. He could hear a soft sniffling and crept towards it, spying a small bundle wrapped up in a blanket.
The dream ended. Silver felt the rush of Amenti's fear and sudden alertness even as he was ejected. He woke up himself in with the same momentum, springing up. With a flash of the new spell, Silver held the image of Amenti squarely in his mind, and the world bent around him.
Silver appeared in a dark flash and felt the presence of a feline between his legs. His eyes rapidly adjusted to the dark room, picking out three felines with twin tails staring in his direction. "Who's there?" one asked. "We didn't know you had such magically adept allies, little pharaoh. We'll continue this... discussion... later." Rather than fight, they fled, vanishing out into the equally dark hallway without even seeing who Silver was. Enough to know someone had appeared and ruined whatever they had in mind.
Amenti's paws were felt on his legs. "Who is that? Thank you. You feel like a pony?"
Silver didn't want to speak. Should he reveal who he was and what he could do? Instead he gently set a hoof on her head and pet down her back before vanishing back to his room. Whatever was happening, he disrupted it. But was it a good or bad thing?