> Burning Desire
>  by Cloperella
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> The Boiling Point
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The pale light of the numerous bright stars throughout the night sky shone down on Canterlot, the capital city of Equestria. Home to most of the nation’s wealthy patriarchs, the citizens usually spent their days touring art galleries and hosting events on their yachts or classy sporting events. With the day coming to an end, the lights of the bright city shut off as ponies reached the end of their daily outings.
Though the rest of the town had retired to their beds, the banquet room of Canterlot Castle still found itself occupied. A number of Canterlot’s elite dignitaries sat at a table with chairs aligned on one side, a stone alicorn statue overlooking the arrangement from the windows at the back of the room. At the center of the table sat the alicorn princess of Equestria’s day, adorned in her golden tiara and necklace with red sapphires encrusted at the center of each accessory. Her large mane of cerulean and turquoise drifted and sparkled with grace while she sat and listened to the ponies seated around her. The dignitaries had finished a light dinner of hors d’oeuvres half an hour ago, but the princess’ “guests” continued to ramble about the trifles of their lives amongst high society.
“I don’t know how many times I’ve told my maid the same thing,” the earth pony mare adorned in a pink and yellow dress and matching round hat prattled on, “I’ve told her that the handles of the toile tea set displays need to face away from one another on each side of the pot. It’s a simple matter of symmetry that she just can’t seem to grasp.”
The unicorn stallion dressed in an orange short sleeve and a white sweater tied around his neck shook his head in dissatisfaction. “I share your plight, Silver Frame,” he uttered, his horn glowing white as he levitated his cup of ginger pear tea, “Is it really so much to ask for the working class to have an eye for elegance and regality toward the house that employs them?”
“Too true, Jet Set,” Silver Frame concurred, before taking a sip from her own cup, then turning to the alicorn to her left, “What about you, Princess Celestia? Do the ponies under your employment have trouble grasping the finer points of regality?”
Celestia felt her stomach turn at the question. She despised these ponies ever so much. Always moaning about the trivial problems of their privileged status, like the smallest inconvenience was a crippling blow to their livelihood. Much as she wanted to throw them all out of her castle, she had her own appearance to maintain, which included keeping good relations with the faces of high society in Canterlot. Despite how much it annoyed her, Celestia forced herself to maintain her false smile and directed her brilliant magenta eyes to the mare at her right.
“No, Ms. Frame, I can’t say that have that problem,” she replied in a pleasant voice, “My staff works very hard to keep the castle presentable, and I’m grateful for every ounce of effort they pour into their duties.”
“I must say I envy you, your highness,” the mare with an indigo mane to Jet Set’s left interjected, “Jet Set and I are about this close to firing some of our staff for not aligning the rugs to the exact inch of the recliners legs every morning. I only wish we could afford such efficient help under your employment.”
Oh, you could afford it just fine, Upper Crust, Celestia thought, taking a sip from her ambrosia tea in her rose-patterned cup, It might cost you one of the summer houses you hardly ever use, but you’d just go to pieces if you had to give that up, wouldn’t you? Putting her teacup down, Celestia responded to the mare with a beam of radiance across her face.
“Oh dear me, look at the time!” Silver Frame announced as she pulled out her golden chain watch from the pocket of her blouse, “I had no idea it was this late. Time flies when one is enjoying themselves, does it not?”
While the ponies around Celestia broke into a classy bout of laughter, Celestia’s teeth grinded into themselves within her smile. She’d entertained these snobs for more than a few hours and had even excused herself to join her sister in exchanging the sun for the moon when the hour had arrived. Despite the night sky overtaking the city, the elites in her company refused to take the hint and call it a day, hanging onto her like leeches from a dirty — yet sophisticated — swamp.
“It certainly is late,” Jet Set agreed, finishing off what little tea remained in his cup, “I suppose we should be on our way. I believe we have a game of croquet to attend after brunch tomorrow, don’t we?”
Get. Out. Of. My. Castle, Celestia demanded internally with her continual smile. Her ears caught the sound of a light cracking noise, prompting her to turn her head toward the source. She was surprised to see that her golden magical aura had squeezed her teacup so tightly that a small chink had formed along the side.
“Oh of course, darling!” Upper Crust concurred, while Celestia made sure to keep the crack of her teacup turned away from the others. “We’ll need our beauty sleep to wake in the morning and a few hours to keep our appearances in tip-top condition. Well your majesty, it has been quite an evening. I find these get togethers ever so enjoyable, I’m glad we get to partake in the delight of one another’s company.”
I swear I’m going to teleport you all away if you don’t leave in the next minute. 
“Too true,” Jet Set replied, as to Celestia’s relief, he and all of the other dignitaries sat up from their chairs and stepped toward the exit of the ballroom, “Well your majesty, have a pleasant night’s sleep. Ta-ta!”
Celestia kept her smile wide to show off her perfect white teeth, waving at the leaving aristocrats, her lips wide until the last one left through the door at the end of the room. Once the door closed, Celestia looked all around the room to ensure everyone had left. Seeing that the coast was clear, Celestia inhaled through her nostrils, then exhaled out of her mouth and let her jaw hang down, her radiant smile giving way to a very frustrated grimace.
“Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow…” Celestia muttered, rubbing her hooves along the sides of her face. She lifted herself from her seat and stumbled, almost falling to the floor from the lack of sensation behind her waistline. She’d sat for so long that everything beneath her wings had fallen asleep. The princess turned her head back and rubbed a hoof along each of her sun cutie marks, massaging some blood flow back into her ample white buttocks. “I swear, these patricians are going to be the death of me,” she grumbled, stretching one hindleg out at a time to regain some sensation in her hooves.
Stepping across the checkerboard patterned floor toward the front of the ballroom, Celestia considered the trek back to her bedroom at the highest tower of the castle escorted by her guards waiting outside. Though the castle was relatively empty at the hour, the princess felt wary of the odd straggler that might see her, forcing herself to regain the false expression of regal charm across her face. The way her cheeks hurt so much at the moment, she felt that if she had to smile for another moment, her jaw might fall right of her face. Celestia opened the red doors to the ballroom and poked her head out just enough to look at the pair of white stallions in gold armor on either side of the entrance.
“Um, gentlecolts?” Celestia asked in a hushed tone.
“Your highness?” the one on the right asked in an authoritative tone, yet matching her lowered volume.
“I don’t think I have it in me to walk all the way up to my bedroom tonight. I’m just going to teleport myself there, if it’s all the same to you.”
“Of course, your highness. Still, we’d like to make our own way up to your chambers, just to ensure you’ve arrived without trouble.”
“That’s fine,” Celestia agreed. She couldn’t imagine what could go wrong in between her teleporting herself to her bedroom, but understood that her guards had a job to do, and respected their wishes, “Just knock on my door and I’ll call out to you. After that, you’re dismissed for the night.”
“Right. We’ll be up there soon, your highness,” he said, before the two of them began to march forward with Celestia shutting the door behind them.
Shaking her head, Celestia turned her gaze upward, facing the direction of the castle where she knew her bedroom was. She closed her eyes and envisioned the inside of her bedroom. The image of the blue cloud-patterned wallpaper illuminated by her crackling fireplace entered her mind, while her horn glowed with its shimmering golden aura. A few seconds passed, and the alicorn vanished from the ballroom with a light pop. When she opened her eyes, she found herself standing in the very area she’d envisioned, just a few feet away from her red recliner at the center of her room.
“Finally,” Celestia muttered, stepping across the swirling floor patterns of her room and toward the sofa. Letting her large pristine wings flare out for a moment, she plopped herself onto the sofa’s plush surface, letting her wings fall limply over the sides of the recliner. The alicorn stretched her long legs out on both ends, letting her teats rub against the surface of the couch. Pulling her hindlegs back, she leaned on her left side, the curves of her buttocks finding solace against the back cushions. She could feel the fireplace blowing soft warmth toward her, just enough to give a soothing comfort against her tired face. Celestia’s gaze wandered to the left toward the entrance to her room, looking at the mural of the purple comet in the sky surrounded by tiny stars. It reminded her of her sister’s beautiful sky that she’d caught a glimpse of before returning to entertain her loathsome guests. She lamented the fact that her weariness kept her from appreciating the hard work the younger alicorn had gone through to make such a work of art.
“I know Luna has a tough job watching over the dream realm and soothing ponies nightmares, but it doesn’t make my job any easier. I thought that walking a night in her horseshoes might help appreciate my duties more, but it hasn’t.” Looking across the emptiness of her room, Celestia let out a frustrated sigh before leaning her head over the arm of the couch nearest the fireplace. “And you’re talking to yourself again. You really need to stop doing that.”
While Celestia’s eyes found interest on the bed in front of her, she felt her sofa change shape around her. It felt as if it had come alive, moving underneath her body. Just when she thought it might be her tired mind playing tricks on her, she felt the arm of the sofa reach up and wrap around her, just underneath her forelegs.
“What in the world!? Aah!” Celestia shrieked at another protrusion jutting from the top of the couch and wrapping around her belly. She was just about to conjure a spell in self defense when she heard a voice speak to her from behind her flowing mane.
“Does it count as talking to yourself if someone’s listening to you?” a male voice asked, its tone low and dripping with mischief. At once, Celestia’s state of fear dropped at the recognition of the voice. Instead, she remained still, a humored smile appearing on her face as she leaned against the arm wrapped around her upper body.
“Hello Discord,” Celestia muttered with a warm sense of delight.

At the utterance of the name, the highest arm of the sofa changed into the claw of an eagle, the one around her slim belly morphing into the arm of a lion. The rest of the sofa’s form melted away, taking the shape of a creature just a foot taller than Celestia. His body was composed of parts from a number of different creatures: two legs belonging to a goat and a lizard, the wings of a bat and a pegasus, and a long dragon’s tail with a bit of fluff on the end. At the top of the mish-mash of animal parts was a light gray stallion's head with a darkened mane between the antlers of a deer and a goat, and two bright yellow eyes looking down at Celestia.

“Hello, Sunflower,” Discord greeted, leaning down and nuzzling his head against that of the princess, the both of them laying on top of the real sofa underneath them. Celestia welcomed his embrace, closing her eyes and relishing in the gentle ministrations his face provided. “Somepony having a tough day?”

“Mm, yes,” Celestia purred with Discord’s eagle claw moving up between her chest, gently scratching against her fair white coat.

“Wanna talk about it?”

“No. Not really.”

“Aw. Why not?” he asked, his lion’s paw rubbing against the side of her neck.

“Because, I’ve told you about it before. It’s all the same: numerous public appearances, meeting with politicians and discussing issues of the nation, entertaining spoiled rich brats who don’t deserve their wealth. It never gets easier Discord.”
With a glower of pity, Discord leaned his head against the side of Celestia’s neck, continuing to pet against her body in a soothing fashion.

“I’m sorry my dear,” the draconequus said, turning his face to kiss her cheek.

“It’s alright. The fact that you’re here now helps just a little bit.” With a smile of his own, Discord began to run the pad of his lion’s paw down the white coat of her chest, inching its way back toward her belly. The closer it drew to its mark, the wider Celestia’s grin spread across her face. Her body began to squirm once it reached near her bellybutton, little whimpers escaping her throat past her clenched teeth. Once his touch circled around the tiny indention, the princess lost her composure and howled with laughter as it scratched the lowest part of her stomach. “Ah ha ha, Discord! Stop — stop it, ha ha ha!”

“Now why in the world would I stop something that makes you smile so much?” he asked, continuing to tickle the region just above the light gray flesh of her teats while the alicorn’s legs kicked through the air.

“Because I — ow ow ow!” Celestia cried out even while laughing.

“Oh, am I hurting you?” Discord asked, ceasing his touch at a moment’s notice and allowing the princess to catch her breath.

“No, no it’s not you, you didn’t do anything wrong,” Celestia assured him, raising a hoof to rub the sides of her mouth, “It’s just that I’ve been forcing myself to smile so much today, that doing so hurts my face even when I’m happy.”
Discord gasped, putting his paw against his chest with a forlorn expression appearing on his face. “That’s the most tragic thing I’ve ever heard!” he exclaimed in an overdramatic fashion, “You’ve pretended to be happy all day, and now when you get the one chance to feel real happiness, it just causes you pain!”

“Aye, woe is me!” Celestia replied, poking her bottom lip out in exaggerated sorrow.

“Well if your mouth hurts so much, perhaps I should give it a kiss to make it better?” The draconequus cast his yellow eyes down upon the princess, who stared up at him with her forelegs in front of her in submission.

“I wouldn’t mind that,” Celestia responded, giving him a dainty fluttering of her long eyelashes. With his right lion paw holding her vaporous mane of blues and turquoise, Discord leaned his face down at a slow and even pace, until his lips met with Celestia’s. The alicorn let out a relaxed breath through her nose from the comfort of his mouth pecking at hers. His kisses were soft and gentle, being considerate of the strain her cheeks had undergone throughout the day. Celestia rose her hooves up around his neck, pulling him just a bit closer to her.

Discord moved his body over her, just before Celestia’s hindlegs wrapped around his waist. The woes of the day began to disappear from the pleasure of Discord’s body wrapped up against her. She relished in his embrace of her thin white forelegs and brushed his dragon’s tail against her ethereal one as it swished across the sofa. His eagle claw moved under Celestia’s face, caressing the side of her long and slender neck. His lizard and goat legs moved upward, nuzzling the suns on the sides of her plush white rump. Discord poked his tongue against Celestia’s lips, before she opened her mouth and granted it entrance. Their tongues entangled themselves with one another, Celestia letting his long serpent-like one overpower hers without quarrel. As the two kept their mouth’s interlocked, Discord’s grasp moved down Celestia’s body, rubbing behind her shoulders near the base of her wings.

After a moment, she could feel something poking between her breasts, something sturdy, yet soft and fleshy. She couldn’t guess its appearance from the feel alone. Was it in the shape of a pony erection? Or a dragon’s? Perhaps a lion’s? She always found it fun to see what type of erection slithered out of Discord’s sheath with his arousal. Like a box of chocolate, she never knew what she would get when the package opened up.

“Discord…” Celestia murmured, breaking herself away from his kiss, “Would you feel disappointed if I told you I’m not in the mood tonight, just because I’ve had an exhausting day?”

Discord offered a passive shrug. “Not in the slightest,” he replied without hesitation, “We’ve had plenty of fun in the past, and we have an eternity of opportunities in the future. That doesn’t mean I don’t want to stay here and enjoy your company,” he said, pulling his lower body away and giving her some space. Seeing him lean to the side, Celestia gained a clear view of the shaft jutting out from his sheath: a gray dragon’s cock, its pointed head standing upright with tiny barbs on the underside, over the large orbs of his furry brown balls. Even though it made her loins tickle just a bit from the sight, it still wasn’t enough to give her the energy she needed to take its girth into the warmth between her legs.

“Thank you for understanding, Discord,” Celestia squealed, rolling to her left to hug him again and kiss his lips with a bit more passion, “You are the sweetest chimera in existence.”

“Oh, stop it, you flatterer,” Discord brushed off, giving a fling of his lion’s paw toward her in a dismissive fashion. Celestia’s wings reached out to wrap themselves around his body, his bat and pegasus wings reaching over hers to return the gesture.

“I’m serious though. That means a lot to me that you’re willing to stay, even if I’m leaving you pent up.” Celestia moved her face to the side and planted another kiss on his left cheek, before rubbing her face against his neck. “It’s so hard to believe that you were once such a scoundrel, bent on plunging Equestria into a dismal state of chaos and disorder.”
“I’m with you on that one,” Discord agreed, brushing his claw through the airy locks of her flowing mane, “I think the past year and a half we’ve been dating has done away with the lingering bit of villainy left in me.”

Celestia smiled and hummed in response, snuggling against Discord and planting little kisses on the side of his neck. “The time we’ve spent together has been fun, hasn’t it?” she asked, giving another kiss to his neck and drawing out a low hum from the draconequus himself, “I remember when it all started; you giving me a bouquet of flowers after Lord Tirek’s defeat. I thought you were just being polite, and didn’t think anything further would come from it.”

“Honestly, I thought the same thing,” Discord said, before a bit of a moan escaped his throat. His thighs tensed up from the feel of Celestia’s delicate lips against his neck, making his pointy dragon erection stiffen even more. “I figured you’d just keep the flowers for a while and throw them away once they’d wilted, then forget all about them.”
“I might have done that, if it weren’t for what you did a week afterward. Showing up in my room after one of my typical days of smiling and entertaining dull dignitaries, asking if I wanted to go ‘mess around’.” Discord’s ears lowered, a bashful smile appearing on his face, “It was so blunt and informal, and the way you asked it you seemed so nervous; I couldn’t help but say yes.”

Discord’s ears grew twice their normal size, before flopping down and covering his eyes. “Well, I’m glad you found my embarrassment so charming,” he muttered, drawing a giggle from the princess. The ear on his right eye flapped back up as he stared down to her. “You did seem to have fun, paying a visit to those prudish ponies and shaking things up for them a bit.”

Celestia winced in reaction at the memory of their first “date”. Discord had transported her to the mansion of Jet Set and Uppercrust, both of them peeking in through an x-ray window through the wall. The two dignitaries enjoyed a sensual bath with one another after they’d sent their overworked staff home for the night. The mare and stallion listened to orchestral music to create a tranquil ambiance and sipped on grape juice from expensive crystal glasses. With a snap of Discord’s eagle claw, the two ponies found their bathwater turned to a tub filled with mashed potatoes, their grape juice replaced with mashed potatoes, and their music changed to a number by Cheese Sandwich singing about his love for a new hardware store. Guilty as it made her feel, Celestia found herself howling with laughter at the sight of the two snobbish ponies jumping out of their tub and ran screaming across their mansion, leaving a trail of glop with every gallop they took.

“Well, I know it’s a bit mean-spirited to play such a prank on my own subjects…” Celestia began, a touch of guilt in her voice, “But…”

“They kind of deserved it,” Discord finished for her.

“Yeah, they kinda did!” Celestia exclaimed in a whisper, giggling into her hoof, “I had a lot more fun a few weeks later, when we went dimension hopping.”

“Oh yeah, that’s a fun pastime of mine, warping through reality, seeing how many different variations of existence I can discover. You know, sometimes I don’t even plan out which one I’m going to. I’ll just snap my talons, and see where I end up,” he digressed, Celestia leaning against his shoulder and listened, “Which dimension was your favorite?”

Celestia turned her eyes up to the ceiling, trying to remember all of the different realities Discord had introduced her to. Some of them were variations of their own world, she and the rest of her kingdom all present and accounted for, but existing as different creatures, like dragons, or wolves or something she didn’t even recognize. Others were completely different realities, where there no variations of herself or other ponies existed at all.

“I think if I had to pick one…” Celestia began, pushing to make a final decision, “The one where they had the city run by animals.”

“Wait, which animal city?” Discord asked, “The one with the rabbit cop, or the one with the koala that owned a musical theater?”

“Both!” Celestia replied.

“You can’t pick both!” Discord fired back, “I asked which ONE was your favorite!”

“I’m the princess of Equestria; I can do whatever. I. Want.”

“Cheater,” Discord said with a pout, Celestia sticking her tongue out at him.

“Even those outings weren’t anything compared to seeing your house for the first time,” Celestia pressed on, her voice becoming low and sultry, her hoof moving across the brown fur of Discord’s upper body, “I’ve never imagined such an existence before. A house floating in a timeless void, you keeping your home tidy by ‘untidying’ it with everything you did. Such an interesting way to live.”

“Hm, ‘interesting’,” Discord muttered, flexing his lower body from the soothing touch of Celestia’s hoof moving across his chest, “Are you sure that’s not a way of saying it was ‘weird and off-putting’?”

“Not at all! I’ve lived for a thousand years overseeing balance and harmony throughout Equestria. It felt so fascinating to see an existence thrive on disorder.”

“Well, I guess it couldn’t have been that off-putting, considering you did find yourself in my bedroom before the end of the night.”

Celestia giggled before pushing her tongue forward, licking up toward Discord’s ear, “What a crazy night,” she whispered, drawing a lustful moan from the draconequus, “And to think, you were so shy about showing me your bedroom even after inviting me over.”

“Well, one does not simply ask Princess Celestia to sleep with them,” Discord replied, forming a circle with his lion’s paw, “I felt a lot better with you being the one to push me into bed.”

“And I’m so glad that I did. I’ve had my own experience with other ponies in the past, but not one of them was as creative as sleeping with you. Making a replica of yourself to caress me from multiple angles was a very nice touch.”

“You certainly seemed to enjoy it,” Discord remarked, rubbing his talons under her chin, “The way both of me were stroking your teats and your rump until you begged for me to be inside you.”

Celestia shivered at the mention of that moment. “And then before I realized it, both of us were floating in the air all while you were filling me with that lion shaft. I’d never felt anything like it before. The whole thing made my head spin all the way to the end.”

“I could tell. You made the most adorable sounds when you finally hit the peak. Not to mention that expression stuck on your face for a moment.”  Discord rolled his eyes up with his mouth open in a dazed smile, Celestia herself cackling before slapping him lightly on the chest.

“Oh, stop it!” she exclaimed with a smile as Discord himself chuckled at her reaction. Celestia’s hoof danced across Discord’s chest while reminiscing about their first night of intimacy, and her eyes looked down. She noticed that his own grasp had found its way further down than her hoof had, grabbing the fat girth of his erect dragon’s dick and stroking it up and down in a slow and steady rhythm. However, she noticed that it wasn’t his lion’s paw wrapped around his shaft; it was an exact replica of her own white hoof connected to the brown fur of his arm, stroking the fleshy length at a slow pace.

“Oh, whoops,” Discord said, stopping the hoof when he noticed Celestia’s eyes upon it, “Is that bothering you?”

“Not one bit. Please continue,” she said, giving him an encouraging kiss on the cheek, “If you spray on me, you’re cleaning it up.”

“Yes, your majesty,” he said, receiving a flick on his green lizard’s leg from her wafty tail before he continued to stroke himself. Even with his makeshift hoof attending his own girth, Discord still remained attentive to Celestia, keeping his face close to hers and rubbing his lion’s paw through her mane. Though she rejoiced in his tender and sensual affection, a pang of guilt tugged at her heart.

“Discord?” Celestia asked, the chimera humming in reply, “Are you mad at me for keeping our relationship a secret for so long?” Even with his Celestia-fied hoof still on his groin, Discord responded with a bit of a chuckle.
“Nope!” he replied in an amused tone, “For one, I don’t blame you. The subjects living in Equestria are quite the sensitive bunch, and I don’t know if they could handle the idea of the princess of harmony shagging the master of chaos — even if I’m a reformed master of chaos. Second of all, I actually like the secrecy of it it in a way.”

“Really?” Celestia asked with surprise.

“Mhm. Even if I’ve retired from the whole ‘chaos reigns’ thing — for the most part — I like to get my fill of mischief however I can. With us sneaking around and trying to keep our antics hidden from the public eye?” Discord let an excited squeal emanate from his throat, “Ooh, it’s so scandalous! We could get caught if we’re not too careful, and it just makes it so exciting!”

With a bit of a snort, Celestia began to giggle and leaned against her lover’s shoulder.

“I feel so lucky that you’re such an agreeable master of chaos,” Celestia said, moving her right hindleg up to straddle his hips, “In fact, I —“

Celestia’s words were cut off by the loud knocking at her bedroom door, making her own body clench up while Discord paused in the groping of his dragon dick.

“Your majesty?” a deep voice called from the other side, the same voice who’d spoken to her several minutes ago outside of the ballroom she’d teleported out of, “Did you teleport into your chambers safely?”

“Yes — yes I did!” Celestia called back, sitting up from Discord’s embrace as if the guards stood in the room and staring right at them, looking over the back of the couch toward the door. “Thank you for checking on me. You’re dismissed for the night.”

“Thank you, your highness,” the guard responded.

“Also, I’m about to take a steaming hot bath!” Celestia’s voice called to the door. The voice didn’t come from the princess herself, but from the draconequus beside her, also hanging his upper body over the back of the couch. Using his own magic, Discord manipulated his own vocal chords to match the elegant voice of the alicorn next to him; though he decided to put a more sultry inflection on the words he spoke. “Yes, soon I’ll be soaking my entire body in warm water, with my tail and mane weighed down heavy from all that moisture.”

“Stop it!” Celestia whispered as she nudged him with her left wing, the corners of her mouth turning up in a smile despite trying to sound cross.

“Um… okay?” the guard responded, sounding somewhat flustered, “Well, enjoy your bath, your —“

“Yes, I’ll have to lift my soaking wet tail up high, so I can give my flank a good washing,” Discord continued, still sounding every bit like the princess smacking his arm with her hoof, “I’ll need to give myself a rather deep scrubbing, so I can wash every inch of my round, curvaceous hindquarters.”

“Guh-goo-goodnight, your majesty!” The guard shouted, before the sounds of galloping away from the door emanated from the other side.

“You monster!” Celestia squealed, pushing both of her hooves against Discord and knocking him back against the couch, both of them laughing as Celestia pounced on him and pummeled her hooves against his chest, “You’re gonna get me in so much trouble!”

“Ah, ow, aiee!” Discord screamed in laughter under her playful strikes, resuming his usual voice once again, “Admit it Celly, you liked that; the dock of your tail was lifted up the whole time.” Celestia shot a hoof down to hide her rear, covering up the base of her tail exposing the fleshy orifice underneath.

“You didn’t see anything, you big, stupid, mischievous, sexy —,” Celestia couldn’t finish her statement before her mouth dove in and kissed Discord with more force than before. The pain that smiling all day had caused her seemed to have disappeared in the several minutes since Discord’s arrival. With her wings flaring above them, Celestia’s mouth pulled at Discord’s lips, engulfing his maw with an intense lust. Her nipples stood erect as her stomach pushed against Discord’s stomach, feeling an enticing charge as they rubbed against his soft coat. Her tail remained up, exposing her grayish vulva and butthole, resting just a few inches from Discord’s dragon erection. With his lion’s paw stroking her left ear, his eagle’s claw slithered down her back and over the roundness of her right buttock. His talons gave the plush mound a firm squeeze, making Celestia’s pussy lips flex from his tight grasp on her.

Despite the need for him to push their luck in keeping their relationship a secret, Celestia enjoyed every bit of it. The rush of almost getting caught, the hilarity of bending reality, the glimpses into other realms of existence. Even more, she loved that despite his chaotic nature, Discord cared about her, and had developed a sentimental side unafraid to display his affection for the princess. The villain she’d once despised had been replaced with a sweet draconequus that she couldn’t get enough of.

“You’re awfully frisky,” Discord said, breaking from her mouth for a moment, “For somepony who said she wasn’t in the mood earlier.”

“Moods can change,” Celestia replied, rubbing the tip of her nose against his, “Especially when one is tended to by such a persuasive gentlecolt.”

“Works for me,” Discord relented, easing his mouth back up to resume his kiss with Celestia. After a few minutes of sucking his face, Celestia pulled back to let the both of them catch their breath. Looking into his yellow eyes, she could see the desire behind them. She’d felt it in the form of his erection pushing against her, but his face showed there was even more of a need than he let on.

“Before we continue any further,” Celestia said, keeping her face a few inches from his with her chin and hooves resting on his chest, “I feel compelled to ask: What’s the real reason you’re here at the moment?”

The grin on Discord’s face vanished for a moment, before he let out a nervous chuckle.

“Why, whatever do you mean, Celly?” Discord asked, “I sensed that you weren’t having a good day, so I rushed right over to offer a shoulder for you to lean on. Isn’t that what your significant chimera is supposed to do?”

“It’s a nice gesture, and I believe you had every intention of comforting me once you knew I was distressed,” Celestia went on, her hoof dancing across the gray fur at his long neck, “But I’ve dated you long enough to know when you’re not being honest with me. It’s funny; you’ve reformed in so many ways since your relapse with Tirek, but you still seem to have trouble with honesty.”

“Such a bold accusation, your majesty. What other reason could I have for wanting to visit my dear ray of sunshine?”

“That’s what I’m trying to figure out. Normally I’d chalk your visit up to your carnal desire to explore the celestial body,” Celestia teased, wiggling her hips and grinding her bountiful posterior against his lengthy rod behind her. With an innocent shrug, Discord rolled his eyes with a submissive smile.

“Alright, I admit it,” he confessed without quarrel, “I’ve just felt antsy all day, and wanted a nice piece of that sunny delight.” Discord drew his lion’s paw down her back, giving her left butt cheek a firm squeeze. “So now that you know my real motives, what say we — ?” Before Discord could continue, Celestia shoved a hoof over his mouth, eliciting the sound of a squeaky rubber duck from her contact.

“But even that seems a little too easy. You’ve already shown that you’re not the type to come running to me for the simple matter of a ‘booty call’. There’s something else you’re looking for, so I’m going to make a firm suggestion to you,” Celestia removed her hoof from his mouth, but kept it pointed at his face while staring down at him with narrowed eyebrows, “Tell me what you’re after, and tell me the truth; otherwise it will make me very, very cross with you.”

The air remained silent with Celestia glaring at the draconequus underneath her, Discord looking up at her with intimidation. The warm and snuggly ambiance had vanished between them, showing no signs of returning until Discord stopped playing games with her. The high-pitched sputtering sound of a balloon deflating emanated from Discord’s lap, as his stiff dragon cock quickly deflated and retreated back into his sheath.

“Ugh. Fine,” Discord relented with a roll of his eyes. Snapping his eagle’s claw, Discord warped out of sight, causing Celestia to drop onto the empty space of the couch underneath her. Discord reappeared a second later on top of her mattress a few feet away from her sofa. “So, I heard from a little birdie — and by birdie, I mean a certain Princess of Ponyville — and by heard, I mean I read some of her writings when she was asleep.”

“Discord, you know it’s not okay to read somepony’s personal writings without asking them first,” Celestia scolded him from her sofa.

“Fine, I admit it: I have a problem with invading ponies privacy. The first step to overcoming a problem is admitting it.”

“Yes. And the second step is to stop doing it.”

“That’s a work in progress,” Discord shrugged off, Celestia grimacing with annoyance, “Anywho, I happened to come across some very interesting scrolls that Little Miss Purple Drink wrote, detailing the events of Starlight Glimmer’s recent friendship mission.”

Celestia’s eyes widened at Discord’s remark. It had only taken place a week ago, when the crystal map at Twilight’s castle had sent Starlight to Canterlot Castle, to help she and Luna resolve their unspoken conflict between one another. The unicorn had turned to desperate measures and magic by switching the alicorn’s cutie marks, forcing them to walk in the others hooves for a day. The endeavor had been hard on all three ponies involved, but the experience had taught both sisters to adopt some respect for one another’s occupations. She certainly believed Discord had reformed from his malicious ways of the past, but she could still sense him heading in a mischievous direction.

“Most of it bored me to tears,” Discord continued, rolling across Celestia’s mattress and onto his back, his head however remaining upright even with his body facing the opposite direction, “Blah blah, talking pancakes, blah blah, Nightmare Moon came back, oooh, how dreadful!” Discord lifted his upside down paw to his forehead, feigning a look of dread on his face. “But as I read on, something interesting caught my eye. Something by the name of ‘Daybreaker’.”

Celestia’s wings folded to her sides in worry, while Discord once again vanished from sight, popping back into view at only a hoof high and standing in front of her fireplace. It had been somewhat distracting in the past, but Celestia had grown more than used to Discord’s constant movement by now. Though thousands of years old, he still had some childlike tendencies, unable to stay in one place for more than a few seconds when he felt excited.

“It seemed that Starlight didn’t just fear Luna turning back into Nightmare Moon from your sisterly spat; she feared you might give into your inner demons as well.” Even at a fraction of his size, Celestia found Discord’s stance intimidating. The draconequus stood with his arms behind his back, the flames of her fireplace rising above him and casting an eerie shadow across his face. “A mane and tail of fire, burnt orange armor, eyes of black and sharp fangs? Ooh, it sounds so exciting!” Discord squealed with glee, “I wish I could have seen it all myself!”

Despite Discord’s joy at what he’d read of Starlight’s nightmare, Celestia felt only dread from what he described. When it had come time for Celestia to cover Luna’s responsibilities for the night, she had entered Starlight’s nightmare, seeing the unicorn’s fear of her cutie mark switching had manifested itself into rather frightening visuals. Not only did Starlight fear the possibility of Luna reverting back to the wicked Nightmare Moon, but Celestia adopting her own fearsome alter ego as well. Like looking into a twisted mirror, Celestia saw herself as Daybreaker, boasting her desire to rule over everypony and even wishing to destroy her own sister. Through some encouragement from Luna, Celestia found the strength to quell Starlights nightmare, bringing the two sister’s closer than ever. Despite the experience rewarding them with a stronger bond, the sight of herself warped into a power hungry and destructive tyrant still haunted Celestia in a way.

“Discord, please…” Celestia began as she sat upright, her voice heavy with anguish, “ I don’t want to talk about Daybreaker. Seeing myself in that state was very troubling to me.”

“Oh?” Discord asked, the excitement in his voice dropping when he heard the discomfort in hers, “And why’s that? Did it hit a little too close to home? Maybe it brought to light that you’re indeed capable of losing yourself in a monster like that?”

“Yes,” Celestia admitted, “And I’d rather we leave it at that.”
Zapping back to the sofa, Discord returned to his regular size, looking down to Celestia. The mischief in his face had melted away once he saw how troubled the princess appeared at the mention of her dark counterpart.

“If it troubles you that much Celestia, I won’t force it out of you,” Discord conceded, “But before I drop it all together, I would like to point out that it’s a little hypocritical for you to say I need to work on my honesty when you’re keeping things from me yourself.” Using his magic, Discord levitated the alicorn’s right hoof up and held it between his paw and talons. “I’m not planning anything devious. I swear it. I just want to give you a chance to confide something you might fear trusting anypony else with.”

Celestia looked at her hoof within his grasp, then up at Discord’s face. She’d become more adept at figuring out if Discord was lying or telling the truth, but there still remained the occasional moments where she couldn’t read him that well. Staring up and into his eyes, his warm expression seemed genuine enough. She still couldn’t shake the fact that there was an additional means he sought from her adventure in Starlight’s nightmare. For now, she decided to trust him. She didn’t see any real harm in speaking her mind. She’d trusted him for over a year, confiding herself within him and sharing herself intimately all the while. Standing to her hooves with her wings still folded, Celestia walked away from Discord and toward the large glass door leading to the walkway outside.

“The reason I felt so troubled by the sight of Daybreaker was because I saw more of myself than I’d like to admit,” Celestia confessed, staring at the city of Canterlot with almost every light shut out by now, “I would never do harm to my kingdom or the citizens that dwell within it, nor would I do such a thing to my sister. Some days just get so frustrating that the most foul thoughts cross my mind for just an instant. With all of these snobby aristocrats, needy city politicians and trivial public appearances to make; plus the fact that I have to keep an ear out for any looming disaster about to strike Equestria, and have to carry on through the day with a bright and sunny smile?” Celestia groaned as she leaned the side of her head against the window. “Sometimes I feel like a puppet on a string instead of a ruler of a kingdom.”

“I’d find it surprising if you didn’t,” Discord replied, his bat and pegasus wings keeping him afloat above Celestia’s back and massaging her shoulders, “It’s natural for even somepony of your status to feel stress from all your responsibilities.”
“But that’s not what stresses me the most,” Celestia went on, “Sometimes I fantasize about a kingdom where I have total control over everything. I’ve entertained the idea of attaining absolute power, even more than Nightmare Moon or Twilight or any of the other defenders of Equestria. If a threat arose, I could burn it to a crisp in an instant. With that kind of power, I could demand total respect from everypony under my rule. I would decide when I wanted to make public appearances, if I even felt like doing so at all. I would decide who I spent time with, and if they displeased me I would demand they leave, lest I set their mane and tail on fire. Town hall meetings would be a breeze if I would just demand everyone’s silence and carry out my will without question.”

Celestia realized she’d rambled on far more than she’d meant to, about things she’d considered best kept to herself. Looking back toward Discord, she saw his arms had frozen along with his face, his eyes wide and his mouth hanging low while he floated above her.

“I’m… sorry,” Celestia muttered, “I suppose I got carried away. I shouldn’t have said that.”

“On the contrary; I think that it’s best you said that just now,” Discord advised her, letting go of her shoulders and laying back on thin air, “Now we know that even the sunniest of princesses has some lingering darkness within her.”
“Of course I do, Discord. That’s something I’ve always known. That’s why I’ve fought so hard to keep it under control.” Celestia’s gaze turned back to the pane of glass she rest upon, seeing it warp into the gray fur of Discord’s face with his yellow eyes looking straight at her.

“Ah, but how effective do you think that will be in the long run?” he asked, slipping out of the glass and coiling his body around her like an anaconda, “A lot of ponies don’t have a good grasp on the concept of control. They think that controlling something means that you wrap it up tight and keep it buried down so it can’t do anything,” he explained, his long body giving just a bit of a squeeze around Celestia’s form.

“And — ack — you have a better idea of what control is, Mr. Chaos Master?” in an instant, Discord’s grip on Celestia loosened as he slithered off of her and stood to her side.

“Well, I do know what it isn’t. Here, let me show you what I mean.” Discord pointed his talon forward and a pink balloon zapped into existence on the end of it. On the side of it was Celestia’s face, her lush, magenta eyes staring forward above her composed, elegant smile. “Let’s say this is you, on a normal day when things are going swimmingly and nothing’s bothering you. But suppose something goes astray; I don’t know, maybe when you’re being pulled around in your chariot, one of the wheels comes loose and they have to spend several minutes fixing it, putting you behind schedule.” The balloon on Discord’s talon inflated a bit, stretching out the form of Celestia’s face, “Then after it’s fixed and you’ve arrived several minutes late to your meeting with the mayor of Fillydelphia, they’re pushing you for some kind of bailout procedure because they can’t maintain their town economy in proper fashion.” Again, the balloon inflated, widening the shape of Celestia’s eyes to a disturbing size. “Add to that a mountain of paperwork that needs your approval, a town hall meeting that drags on for hours, and entertaining snobby aristocrats who’ve never known a day of hard work in their lives.”

The balloon began to inflate at a rapid pace, trembling for a few seconds before it burst with a loud pop. In its place on the end of Discord’s talon was the head of a white mare with a mane of blazing fire, her sharp fangs prominent when she erupted into a wicked cackle. The real Celestia looked on with dread and surprise at the accuracy of Daybreaker’s face Discord had conjured up. Upon seeing her discomfort, the draconequus blew onto his talon and snuffed the face out like a candle’s flame. Celestia shook her head to clear herself of the shock gripping her mind.

“You’re not serious, right?” Celestia asked, “You don’t think I’d turn into Daybreaker just because of some schedule conflicts and some guests that get on my nerves, do you? They’re much to small for me to get that upset over.”
“Funny thing about the little things that annoy us, princess: they tend to build up over time. Your sister became Nightmare Moon because of countless nights where ponies slept through the hard work she’d put into making such a beautiful starlit sky that went by unnoticed. It’s not like she went evil the moment somepony dropped her toast butter side down.”
Celestia huffed an undignified snort of frustration through her nostrils while she listened on.

“Fine. I suppose I have some unchecked anger building up inside me. If keeping it restrained isn’t the answer, what is?”
Discord turned to face Celestia with a cocked eyebrow, drumming his paw and claw together with glee.

“You know, even though I’ve reformed from my malicious ways, there’s still a little part of me that demands I unleash some chaos in small doses now and then,” Discord explained, “That’s why I’ll take a trip to the mountains at the west and make them fight each other like giant stone warriors. Or sometimes I’ll slither my way through Equestria and see if I can find somepony trying to cause trouble for others, and instead warp reality around them to give them a fright and make them run home before they do something they regret. If I’m doing bad things to bad ponies, that makes it good, right? Like a superhero?” Discord asked, a flowing cape and mask with pointed ears appearing over his form.

“I don’t really encourage vigilante justice, but so long as you’re not hurting them, I can turn a blind eye to it,” Celestia replied, “However, I don’t have reality-bending powers like yours. So how do you suggest I vent what’s building up inside of me?”

“I’m glad you asked!” Discord blurted out, “I think the best way for you to vent out your inner darkness is to embrace it head on.”

“Are you saying I should…?”

“Become Daybreaker? Yes! That’s exactly what I’m saying,” Discord affirmed, dragging the claw of his talon across her chest, “Let that inner demon of yours come out to play for a bit, and be wicked for a change.”
From the way he brushed against her chest and stared at her with a manic smile, the same feelings of suspicion from before returned to Celestia.

“You just want to rut me while I’m Daybreaker, don’t you?” she asked in a blunt tone.
“Wha — I — that — no, that’s not…” Celestia’s eyes narrowed as she sneered at him. They’d already gone through the rigamarole of his honesty with her before, and Celestia had no mood to do it again. “Okay, fine, I admit: that’s part of the reasoning behind it. I mean from what Twilight wrote about Starlight’s experience, Daybreaker does sound like quite the hottie.”

Celestia stood petrified staring Discord, who gave her a cheeky grin to accompany his bouncing eyebrows. It took several seconds for her mind to put itself back on track, recovering from the mighty blow Discord’s pun had uttered.

“Well, now I’m definitely not doing it; not after that,” Celestia stated with a scowl, the left corner of her mouth twitching upward just a bit.

“Ah ah, you thought it was funny!” he dissented, pointing at Celestia’s mouth who rose a hoof to hide her grin, “Seriously, I think this could work out for both of us. I get to see you take on an attractive, fiery persona for a change, and you get to delve into your bad side of your own accord before it manifests into something you can’t control. Win-win, right?”

Looking up at Discord’s beaming face, she could see that he really did have her best interests in mind, even if he did have something to gain from their endeavor. She understood the logic behind his reasoning, making the willful choice to indulge in her dark side rather than keep it suppressed until it took control when she snapped under pressure. Still, a sense of worry nagged at her mind.

“Look, Discord, I know you’re trying to help,” Celestia began, her face softening a bit, “It’s just that I’m worried that if I give into that side of me, I might not come back. What if I end up liking it? What if I stay in that form and start to hurt everypony around me?”

“Then we’ll keep you in check.”

“We?”

“Me, your sister, Purple Smart and her ragtag team of mares, Princess Lovey-Dovey and Prince Shiny-Butt — maybe even their baby, since she almost froze over the Crystal Empire. Heck, even Starlight could help out, since her magic’s growing to match Twilight’s from what I hear.”

“I’m glad that you have a contingency plan, but I’m worried even that might not be enough to stop me if I cut loose.”
Discord studied her face for a moment, drumming his chin with his lion’s paw. A confident smirk formed over his face, and Celestia could just barely hear a low chuckle emanating from his chest.

“I see what’s going on here,” he hissed just loud enough for Celestia to hear.

“What? What’s going on here?” Celestia asked, feeling a bit unnerved from his grin.

“It’s not that you’re afraid of hurting us; you’re afraid that we’ll be more than a match for you, your majesty.”

“I… beg your pardon?”

“Oh, right, like the pony who couldn’t even take down Queen Chrysalis would become that much of a threat just because she let her inner demons take control of her. You think you’re going to get some kind of dramatic boost in power just because you’re angry, like some kind of comic book character? No, you’re just gonna have the same amount of power that can’t hold a candle against all of us, even if you’re pitching an angry fit like your sister did eons ago.”

Celestia’s jaw hung from her mouth in offense. Celestia just wanted to ensure that everypony in her kingdom were kept from harm’s way, and here he  was insulting her. She couldn’t believe that Discord, the draconequus who’d been romancing her for the past year and a half, would stoop low enough to call her powerless against the other defenders of Equestria. Though she adored that he’d given up his own tyrannical ways, Discord still had a lot to learn in terms of social tact.

Perhaps we should teach him a lesson in manners. 

Celestia felt her heart skip a beat. Had that thought really crossed her mind? It had been so powerful she could almost hear it. It wasn’t her own voice though, not how she usually heard it at least. It was more shrill, more venomous and frightening. Celestia shook her head, trying to get her mind back to the present moment as she stared toward Discord.

“I don’t think that’s fair at all, Discord. My sister became much more powerful when she transformed into Nightmare Moon, and I had to resort to using the Elements of Harmony to banish her. Without the elements, I don’t think any of you would stand a chance.”

“Pft, you wish,” Discord scoffed. Lifting his paw, the digits on the end transformed into the tiny heads of Nightmare Moon, himself and Queen Chrysalis. On his eagle’s claw, the talons took the forms of King Sombra, Lord Tirek and Ahuizotl. “Those mares have been kicking villain butt without your help for a few years now. And they have Rainbow Power on their side, however that works. A lot of the crisis-stopping magic kind of turns on when it wants to, doesn’t it?”

Who does he think he is? Has this oaf forgotten who he’s talking to!?

Celestia’s teeth ground against themselves while she lurched toward Discord, no longer caring about the angry voice speaking to her in her mind. With her wings unflared, she craned her neck up to look at Discord, an angry scowl directed to him.

“Don’t trifle with me. I’ve had it up to my horn with today’s stress, and I do not need you pushing my buttons anymore than I’ve already had to endure. If you’re trying to egg me on, it’s not going to work.”

“No, no, not at all, your majesty,” Discord said with a wave of his claw. Vanishing from sight, Discord reappeared back on the sofa they’d shared a moment ago, leaning against the back with Celestia’s bed a few feet in front of him. He held in his lion’s paw an open comic book, the latest issue of Power Ponies from what Celestia could see. “I’m just looking out for your safety as well. If you went nuts and Twilight gathered up her friends to use their rainbow power on you, you might end up getting banished to the sun yourself. Then you’d be stuck there for a thousand years, Luna would have to arrange for a new team of ponies for your return and bring you back to your senses, then you’d have to readjust to life a thousand years after you left — it’s just a big mess waiting to happen. I don’t blame you for wimping out; it’s the smart choice to make.” 
Discord dropped his gaze from Celestia, turning the page of the comic he held and reading on with casual indifference.
Celestia’s brow wrinkled from her building rage, seething at Discord’s insulting remarks toward her. She could feel her hooves tensing up, her ethereal tail lifting above the light-gray flesh of her vulva from the adrenaline starting to course through her body. With the bottom of her right eye twitching, Celestia stepped toward the back of the sofa Discord reclined upon, scowling at him from above.

“If you could see the power I wielded as Daybreaker, you would not be so quick to brush me off, Discord,” the princess seethed, drawing an amused smirk from the chimera sitting up to look at her.

“Oh yeah?” Discord asked, bringing his talon up and poking her on the nose, “Prove it.”

TAKE HIM DOWN!!

With a loud growl through her teeth, Celestia’s eyes began to glow a bright red, the intensity of their light making even Discord’s eyes sting before he brought an arm up in defense.

“YOU ASKED FOR IT, DISCORD! AND NOW YOU’RE GOING TO GET IT!” Celestia screamed in her Royal Canterlot Voice, knocking Discord several feet across the room.

Laying on the floor, Discord shook his head to clear away the dizziness from the sudden blow. He looked toward Celestia, seeing that the glow had faded from her eyes and a whirlwind of light swirled around her form. The alicorn began to levitate, her pupils dilating and her mouth remaining open as if in a trance. The room itself began to shake from the intensifying energy of the sphere, to the point that it cut off any sight of her from Discord’s view.

Inside the sphere, Celestia’s form underwent a staggering transformation. The golden necklace around her shoulders darkened to a burnt orange color and extended itself across her body, stretching up to cover the outer edges of her outstretched white wings. The color of her accessories changed to match that of her breastplate, and the edges of her horseshoes became pointed like knives near the ankles. The whites of Celestia’s eyes grew black as coal, her irises adopting a dark shade of orange around her pupils, stretching long and thin like a cat’s. With her mouth still open, her teeth grew into sharp and fearsome fangs. A harsh orange blaze grew around her sun cutie marks, and her ethereal mane and tail of blues and turquoise began to burn away, replaced by crackling flames above her rump and her head.

The transformation had at first felt scary to Celestia when it began. As it progressed, her dread was replaced with jubilation, which only grew with her changing body. Once she’d acquired her fiery form, Celestia felt a new sense of freedom, like she’d broken a pair of shackles keeping her chained down for more than a thousand years. And it felt good; by the sun did it feel good.

As Discord watched the swirling orb of yellow and orange dissipate from the room, his face turned to stone at the sight before him. The fair princess of Equestria, preserver of harmony and balance throughout the kingdom, was no more. All that remained was the power-hungry and self-absorbed Princess Daybreaker, cackling wildly to herself upon awakening after lying dormant for centuries. And on the floor several feet away from her lay a pitiful looking draconequus, her first conquest upon her grand entrance into this world. She would show him first-hoof how much he’d underestimated her power, make him beg for forgiveness… provided she felt merciful enough to leave him in one piece after she was through with him.
> Set Ablaze
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Still laying on his side from the force of the magical blow he’d suffered, Discord witnessed the sight in front of him. Just a moments ago, the space was occupied by Princess Celestia, the eldest princess of Equestria and temperate beyond anypony’s years. Following the draconequus pushing her anger to its limits, she’d undergone a radical transformation, making the room as well as the entire castle shake from the force of her unrestrained power. In her place with her armored wings unfurled stood a more sinister looking alicorn, with sharp fangs and eyes of shadowy black, along with a mane and tail of bright and crackling fire. Daybreaker, the tyrannical empress of the sun, had awakened for the first time ever.

Most ponies might have cowered in fear at the sight of their beloved princess taking on such a fearsome appearance. Discord however felt a sense of amazement wash over him at the sight of her fiery demeanor. Climbing to his hooves, he gave an impressed whistle before clapping his claw and paw together.

“Well well, look at you!” Discord remarked with continuous applause, the alicorn herself trotting toward him at a slow pace, “No wonder Starlight felt so intimidated. Really digging the whole mane of fire thing, it’s very — ”

Before he could finish his sentence, Discord received a slap across the face from the alicorn. Just when the sting of her strike began to take effect, he felt his antlers pulled down by her magic, forcing him to stare straight into the black eyes of the mare in front of him.

“Keep quiet, you whelp,” Daybreaker sneered at him with a vicious scowl, the aura around her horn glowing blood red as her magic kept him in place, “You will speak only when I wish for you to do so. Is that clear?” Following a few seconds of stunned silence from Discord, Daybreaker pulled his antlers closer, to the point that her face pushed up against his with aggression, “I asked you a question: Is. That. Clear?”

“Y-yes — yes, your majesty,” Discord stammered, eliciting a devious smile from the fiery alicorn.

“Good. I’m glad we have an understanding.” With a forceful push from her magic, Discord went sailing through the air and landed against the wall, falling onto Celestia’s bed beneath him. Shaking his head, he watched Daybreaker approach the edge of the mattress, her eyes narrowed on him like a predator locked on her prey. “Now then, let us get a few more things straight, before —”  The sound of rapid knocking coming from the door to her bedroom Daybreaker’s speech, drawing an aggravated groan from the alicorn. “What do you want!? I’m a little busy at the moment!”

“Your majesty, we felt the entire castle shaking a moment ago!” the worried voice of one of her guards called through the door, “Is everything alright? Should we evacuate the castle?”

“Everything is just fine. Now leave me be, before I sentence you to the castle’s dungeon.”

“Um… dungeon? Your majesty, Canterlot Castle doesn’t have a dungeon.”

“Then I’ll order one constructed, and YOU will be the first one to test it out. Now leave at once!”

“Yes — yes, your highness!” the guard wailed, followed by a frantic galloping of hooves away from the door. Daybreaker gave an annoyed snort along with a roll of her eyes.

“Now then, where were we?” she asked, turning back to look at the befuddled draconequus laying in her bed, his pegasus and bat wings clinging to his body in fear, “Ah, yes; I was just about to put you in your rightful place; underneath my hoof.” With her sight still locked on him, the alicorn pulled herself up onto the mattress, skulking her way to her target and then straddling her hooves on either side of him. Once she reached close enough, her horn glowed red once again, and her magical aura took hold of a portion of the blue drapes hanging over her bed. She forcefully ripped a long piece from the cloth, and after lifting his mitts to the back of the bed, tied the drapes around his wrists to the bars behind the pillows. “You wanted me? Here I am. And now that I’ve awakened, I plan on doing whatever I want, and stamping out anypony who gets in my way.”

Discord gulped in fear as he looked up at the fiery alicorn staring down on him, her sharp fangs bared in intimidating fashion. His reality-bending magic could have broken the drapes binding his wrists together, but there was something stopping him from doing so at the moment. He had a touch of performance anxiety, and his powers became useless if something got underneath his coat. With his wrists stuck in place and the alicorn’s weight restraining him, Discord felt his heartbeat quicken. He was so used to moving about as he pleased, warping about the area with just a thought and pulling reality by its strings. Looking up at the altered form of the princess he’d dated for more than a year, the master of chaos felt powerless underneath her daunting gaze.

“However, I have no intention of ruling alone,” Daybreaker continued, lowering her entire body on Discord’s chest and knocking the wind out of him for a moment, “I’ll need some sort of plaything to entertain me when I grow bored, or when my carnal desires need tending to. I’ll likely build up my own harem of mares and stallions while I’m conquering Equestria. I suppose the Master of Chaos would make for a good start to my collection of pleasure slaves, wouldn’t you say?” Following a period of silence from Discord, Daybreaker pushed a forceful hoof against his chest, making him wince in pain, “Speak, worm.”

“Yes, your majesty,” Discord said under the pain of her hoof pushing against him, “I’m honored to be part of your — ack — entourage.”

Daybreaker’s grin returned, gazing down at Discord with narrowed eyes. He could see her tail of fire swishing back and forth in excitement behind her, even as she kept her paw pressed down on his chest. Though intimidated by her aggressive attitude, part of him found it alluring as well. Perhaps it was a callback to his days eons ago, when he himself had lived a life of villainy and kept ponies under his rule regardless of their happiness. The sight of her black eyes staring down at him sent a chill of fear and excitement down his body.

Daybreaker’s face turned to one of surprise, before she turned her head to look behind herself. Her mouth opened wide at the sight under her tail of flames. Jutting up from his lap was his large dragon cock, standing erect above his furry brown balls, and leaning up against Daybreaker’s bountiful white cheeks.

“Ugh. Are you serious?” Daybreaker snarled, looking at his erection with disgust, “Do you mean to tell me that you’re enjoying the fact that I’m talking down to you? That you derive pleasure being underhoof?”

“Uh…” Discord began, feeling his cock throb against her supple cheeks as she glared daggers at him, giving her an innocent smile in response, “A little bit?”

Following a dissatisfied growl, Daybreaker shook her head at him. “How pathetic. Honestly, what kind of insect finds satisfaction from having insults flung at them? I should crush you like the worm that you are right now, and put you out of your miserable existence. However…” Daybreaker moved her hoof from Discord’s chest and up his neck, moving the toe of her hoof underneath his chin, “Perhaps the most pathetic of worms might strive even harder to prove their worth. If you can put that mouth of yours to good use, I’ll use what little mercy I have to spare your miserable life. Do we have an understanding?” Discord nodded at a frantic rate up toward his blazing mistress.

“Yes your majesty, thank you!” Discord exclaimed, before pursing his lips and leaning up toward Celestia’s mouth. Following a loud gasp, Daybreaker rose her head up and stomped on his mouth with one of her hooves.

“Oh please!” she said disgust, “As if I would let you put your rancid lips upon a beautiful face such as mine. No no no, you’re going to put your mouth to use in another way.”

Even before Daybreaker lifted herself from his body, Discord knew what she was implying. The mare turned herself about, with her head facing the bedroom door and her tail nearest the back wall behind her bed. Daybreaker’s plump white backside hung menacingly over his head, her tail of flames lifted up to expose her private bits between her cheeks. Underneath her puckering white anus, her gray vaginal lips parted enough to expose the tip of her clitoris a few inches from the erect nipples of her teats. Looking at Discord over her shoulder, she grinned as her mare lips gave a pulsing wink, letting a drip of fluid fall from her opening and onto Discord’s nose.

“If your tongue can provide a suitable performance to my nethers, I’ll reward you by granting your pathetic shriveled dick entrance to them as well,” she said, giving a rough flick of his shaft with her hoof and making him wince, “Fail to do so, and — well, let’s just say that encasing you in a stone prison will seem merciful by comparison,” she said, running her tongue along her fangs in menacing fashion.

Discord watched Daybreaker lower her rump toward him at a slow and steady pace. Taking a deep breath, the warmth of the alicorn’s wet lips pressed against his mouth. The width of her round white cheeks hung over his face, overwhelming everything under his eyes. With her back upright, Daybreaker swayed her hips from side to side, adjusting herself on her new seat. Discord’s vision was restricted to see the upper crack of her large white rump, the base of her flaming tail, and her slender back with her wings proudly spanned outwards. Her head turned to the side, looking over her shoulders to see his face buried underneath her hefty rump.

“Ah, I’m impressed,” Daybreaker sighed once she stopped moving, “Your face makes quite a comfortable seat for my rear. If nothing else, I might keep you around just to serve as my personal throne from now on. Just think of how ponies will react when I order them into my throne room, and they’re greeted by the sight of their mighty princess seated on the face of the spirit of chaos!”

As the fiery alicorn giggled to herself, the image of what she’d suggested flooded his mind. He wouldn’t be able to see anypony entering with her massive cheeks plopped in front of his eyes, but he’d hear them well enough. He could imagine their gasps of shock when they saw the tyrant with her bottom seated on his face without any shame or embarrassment, his erection standing tall and stiff in front of her guests. Just the thought of the humiliation made his shaft throb even harder, begging for the alicorn to touch it just for a moment.

“Ahem,” Daybreaker cleared her throat, snapping the draconequus from his daydream. Discord looked up the form of Daybreaker’s back, seeing her orange eyes sneering down at him. “I believe you have a job to do? I’m not planning on releasing you before it's done, so you’d best get to it.”

With the little room he had, he pushed his tongue past his lips and pressed them against the surface of Daybreaker’s labia. He’d tasted the depths between Celestia’s legs in the past, but this was a new experience entirely. The flesh of her labia felt warm to the touch, and her fluids brought a more briny taste on his tongue. The hot smell of her arousal filled his nostrils, making his thighs twitch from his length throbbing in desperation. Discord’s tongue worked up the surface of her crevasse, stopping at the edge just underneath her anus, before returning to the bottom and licking her clitoris.

“Is that really all you’ve got?” Daybreaker said, following a yawn of boredom, “ I think I could get more action from Twilight’s little dragon assistant. If you really want me to spare you, you’re going to have to try harder than that.” Discord felt Daybreaker’s magic grab him from behind, forcing his head upward a bit. He found his nose pressed right against the puff of her anus, his mouth open wide over her soaking labia. “Come on, don’t be shy. Get your tongue in there, nice and deep.”
With Discord’s supply of oxygen restricted, his only chance for breathing was to inhale through his nose, taking in a whiff of the tart aroma from the puckering orifice under her tail. He pushed his serpent-like tongue past the surface of her folds, drawing a light gasp from the alicorn sitting on him. Taking it as a good start, he began to wiggle his tongue up and down like the waves upon the shores of a beach. Daybreaker moaned from the pleasure of his tongue, grinding her round rump against his mouth to keep pace with his rhythm. Her fiery tail brushed over his antlers and mane, bringing them an intense heat without setting them on fire. Despite the pressure of her large posterior against his face, he persisted in his ministrations, making sure his empress remained satisfied best as he could provide.

“Mm, yes,” Daybreaker hummed, closing her eyes and licking the lips of her mouth, the round globes of her posterior clenching with each lick Discord made inside her caverns, “You learn quick for a pathetic little worm. Keep it up and I might just spray all over your face.” The way she spoke to him, so vicious and condescending, her callous voice sent another chill down his body and settled in his testicles and shaft. “Oh, you want that, don’t you? Do you want me to cum in your face, leave you soaked in my royal juice?” Discord let out a muffled cry of approval under the weight of her posterior, eliciting a maniacal laugh from the flaming princess. “I knew it. Pathetic scum like you would jump at the chance to bask in my filth. Mm, it won’t be much longer now.”

Discord could feel his tongue getting tired from flexing within her tight opening, but he pushed himself to keep going. Despite her demeaning insults, he still felt the drive to keep his princess satisfied, regardless of the looming punishment she would administer if he failed. With her moans rising in pitch, he worked the angle of his tongue downward, massaging the inflated flesh behind her clitoris and feeling it shudder against him.

“Oh, yes!” Daybreaker exclaimed, her mouth opening wide to expose her fangs, “That’s the spot, keep it up, you cretin!” After several seconds of his tongue massaging her inner flesh, Daybreaker’s moans grew to a reserved whimper. With the strength she had, she lifted her behind an inch off of Discord’s face, allowing him enough room to see the entirety of her rump. Her white round cheeks trembled as she staved off her imminent orgasm from her pulsing gray vaginal lips. “Keep your tongue on my clitoris, wretch; and leave your mouth open wide. Aaaah!”  With his tongue spinning circles around her swollen clitoris, he could see Daybreaker’s buttcheeks tighten as her arousal began to reach its peak. “Yes — yes — yes — hoooo — ahhhh!”

With a final shudder, her labia began to tremble, and a healthy amount of clear fluid emanated from the center of her opening, trickling down her clitoris and onto Discord’s tongue. The taste of the liquid was even more concentrated than Celestia’s, more briny and warm to the taste, almost making him pass out from the overwhelming sensation. Daybreaker remained still for a moment, except for the shudders coursing through her body from her post-orgasmic bliss. Once she’d regained enough control over herself, Daybreaker pushed her rump back to Discord’s face, wiping her soaking vagina against his cheek.

“Not bad, worm,” she said, still rubbing her lips upon his face until the surface was mostly dry, except for the wetness still seeping from within, “You’ve done so well, that I’ve decided to grant you pity. I’m going to let your worthless cock explore the same depths that your tongue was lucky enough to take solace in. Hope you’re ready.”

Discord gasped for air after she lifted her rump off of him, coughing as his lungs broke free of the brine of her behind and her nethers. His chest rose and fell with each heave while he struggled to retain a normal breathing rate, Daybreaker turning herself about to watch him fight for breath.

“Actually your majesty, could I have a few minutes to recup — !?” Before Discord could finish his request, Daybreaker’s magical red aura wrapped around his mouth and clamped it shut to prevent him from speaking.

“No, you may not,” she replied, “I’m ready now, and keeping me waiting is a crime punishable by death. Now your worthless dick better perform on par with your tongue, or else things will become much hotter than you’re prepared to handle.”
The fearsome alicorn looked down on Discord as she relinquished his mouth from her magical hold, dragging her tongue across her lips and bearing her fangs. Looking over her shoulder, Daybreaker lowered her hindquarters downward, lining her wet snatch up with the tip of his veiny dragon penis. She halted the movement of her hindquarters, letting just the wet surface brush against his pointed tip. Discord’s face tightened from the modest touch, her wet and open lips torturing his throbbing shaft without giving him what he wanted.

“I’m going to make something clear once again, you insect,” Daybreaker snarled, keeping her hoof under his chin and glaring into his eyes, “I’m only granting you this honor not because you’re anything special. I can and I will have anypony in Equestria to sate my lust. You’re just lucky enough that you were immediately available. Do you understand?”
“Yes!” Discord yelped in desperation. “Yes my liege; I’m nothing more than one of your playthings. I exist to fulfill your desires, nothing more and nothing less.”

“Good,” Daybreaker replied in a surprisingly tender voice, “You’ve learned your place quickly.” With her sharp teeth still bared, the alicorn lowered her white rump downward, hissing as the tip of his dragon cock pushed past the surface of her soaking folds. The moist inner flesh pushed down the skin of his cock, sliding down its length until it reached the base, her plump cheeks slapping against his lizard and goat thighs.

“Ahhhhh!” Discord screamed from the sensation grasping his length. He’d entered Celestia’s caverns many times before, and relished in the comfort it provided. Just as his tongue had experienced a moment ago, Daybreaker's felt noticeably different. They were much warmer, similar to plunging oneself in a bubbling hot tub. They also felt much tighter, squeezing his cock close to the point of strangulation.

“You’d better keep that thing under control,” Daybreaker said, moving her upper body down so her chest laid against Discord’s, “If you cum before me, you won’t live to see my next sunrise.”

It was a tall order from the tyrannical princess. Discord could already feel his shaft begging for release from the stimulation building since she’d first pushed him into her bed. Clenching his thighs and his groin, he forced himself to hold back his release for just a bit longer. With her orders made clear, Daybreaker’s lower body began to move up and down against his lap, sliding her lips up the length of his cock and tugging against the soft gray flesh. Each push downward brought her teats into contact with his brown fur, her stiff nipples poking and rubbing against his body with each plunge. Discord’s eyes rolled up from the overwhelming sensation. His right lizard leg began to twitch, fighting not to spew inside of her too early. Watching his facial expression, Daybreaker snickered with self-satisfaction.

“What’s the matter, chaos master?” she taunted, pushing her hips down onto his lap and wiggling them from side to side, “Am I too much mare for you to handle?”

“Yes!” Discord groaned, his wrists pulling with futility against the cloth holding them in place from his building lust, “I’m not worthy of your majesty’s spectacular body. I can barely hold myself back in your presence.”
A wicked cackle escaped Daybreaker’s mouth in response to Discord’s groveling. Her wings gave an involuntary flap, and the grip of her loins around his shaft tightened even more.

“I can’t say I’m surprised; you are lucky enough to lay underhoof the most beautiful mare in Equestria. I’m certain most ponies would lose their composure at the very sight of me.” While Daybreaker’s hips continued moving up and down against Discord, the eyes of the draconequus moved past her shoulders, eyeing the sides of her cutie marks above her forelegs. Taking notice of his gaze, the alicorn rolled her eyes. “Oh, don’t tell me; you want to touch them, don’t you?”

“Ah — mm-maybe?” Discord stuttered, his face tightening from the grasp of her inner walls stroking his length.

“You’ve got some nerve. Do you really think a worm such as you is worthy enough to put your grubby paws on a fair rump like mine?” Looking down at Discord’s fearful face, Daybreaker ran the tip of her hoof along the fur of his neck. “I suppose if you were to beg me for it…”

“Please, your majesty!” Discord pleaded, looking up at her sneering grin, “I know I’m not worthy of your presence. I beg you to grant me mercy and let me touch your magnificent rump!” A condescending chortle emanated from Daybreaker’s vicious smile at him.

“You’re lucky that I’m in a good mood,” she replied, her fiery tail flicking from side to side, “I’ve decided to grant you pity. Proceed then, filth; take your fill of my hindquarters, if that’s what you desire.” With another red glow of her horn, the drapes around Discord’s wrists came undone and let them free to move about as they wished.

In an instant, Discord’s grasp moved up the underside of Daybreaker’s bountiful cheeks and to center of her cutie marks. He tightened his grasp on her globes, relishing in the hefty and supple form under her tail. In response to his grasp on her backside, Daybreaker let out an uncharacteristically passionate purr.

“Mm, yes,” she sighed, her eyes tightening as she smiled, “I can feel how much you adore your empress’ body. If you keep up your dedication, I might just keep you as my pet.”

With his grip tight on her buttocks, Discord’s wings spread out underneath him as his hips began to buck upwards, pummeling into Daybreaker’s caverns. His heavy balls pulled tight between his thighs, flexing his strength into his cock to give his majesty a thorough filling of his girth. Slippery wet smacks filled the air with his cock sliding back and forth inside her snatch, making the mattress underneath them bounce from the force of his thrusts. As he continued to ram himself into her, Daybreaker’s gaze moved to the wall behind him, her mouth wide open with her tongue hanging past her lips.

“Ah — ah — yes! That’s it, whelp!” Daybreaker began to moan, her voice heightening in pitch, “Keep going! Pay proper worship to your princess!” The sounds of the alicorn’s pleasure only fueled Discord’s desire to release the mounting tension in his shaft, but he remained determined to satisfy her before he gave in. From the sounds of her voice, a mighty climax loomed within her. With his grasp still clutching her buttocks, Discord shifted his lion's’ paw to the center of her backside, rubbing the soft flesh of her anus under the dock of her flaming tail. “Oooh!” Daybreaker sang out, tilting her head up with her eyes closed. Discord knew she had reached the last moments of her resolve and would break any moment. Keeping her pressure of his digit between her cheeks, he increased the rate of his thrusts into her caverns without any restraint. “Yes — yes — yes — ah — ah — ahhh!”

Daybreaker’s body shuddered when the grip around his cock clenched. Her upper body spasmed, her eyes squinting and her mouth hanging open from the sudden release. With a final push into her caverns, Discord at last allowed himself to let go of everything he’d held back for the past several minutes.

“Hrrrrngh — haaaaaah!” Discord growled, his balls tightening and his cock flaring and trembling within her caverns. A thick rope of semen ejected from the tip, coating the inner flesh of her pussy. Discord’s body writhed the entire time, feeling a slight pinch in his shaft from the force of his release. As his length continued to twitch inside of the alicorn’s opening, Daybreaker’s face remained frozen in a blissful daze.

“Ah… mm…” Daybreaker purred, before slumping onto Discord’s chest with her eyes closed. The inner valls of her vagina began to relax, releasing Discord’s sensitive length from its clasp. Still laying against his chest, Discord noticed Daybreaker’s form changing before his eyes. The flames of her mane and tail weakened, before dissipating into warm hues of sparkling cerulean and blue. Her burnt orange accessories around her hooves and neck returned to their soft golden appearance, and the armor on the edge of her wings disappeared as they folded against her ribs.

With a content and tranquil smile on her face, the alicorn gently rubbed the side of her head against Discord’s chest, the side of her horn rubbing along his neck. She opened her eyes, and he was met with the sight of her soft pools of magenta. A delighted smile on her face indicated to Discord that Daybreaker had left the bedroom, and in her place lay the peace-loving temperate alicorn, Princess Celestia.

“Mm, you were right, Discord,” Celestia uttered with a cheerful tone, “Releasing all that anger building inside me worked wonders. I haven’t felt this refreshed in ages.”

As Celestia kissed the chest of the draconequus, Discord himself laid back with widened eyes of bewilderment. His mind was a jumbled mess from the climax he’d just experienced, and how Daybreaker’s degradation of him had led to it. He still felt a bit wary from Celestia’s fearsome and intimidating alter ego. It was so daunting that he found it somewhat hard to believe that all of that aggression had come from the fair alicorn resting on his chest at the moment. Looking up at his petrified face, Celestia let out a light giggle.

“Oh dear; was that too much for you?” Celestia asked, her voice sounding sympathetic even as she smiled.

“Um… a little,” Discord muttered sheepishly. With an apologetic expression, Celestia tilted her head up to kiss the chin of the draconequus. Her lips touched him with delicacy, as if his face were made of eggshells that would crack if she pushed too hard. Her lips traveled down to the gray coat of his neck, and her hooves rubbed under the sides of his face. Her ministrations helped to soothe Discord’s shaken mind, helping him relax against the pillow he lay upon under her care. As her mouth wandered up the side of his head and nibbled on his ear, any worries that Daybreaker might still be lingering within her were put to rest. The alicorn he’d fallen for a year ago was completely back to her sweet and harmonious self once again.

“I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you.” Celestia rose her hoof and tapped Discord’s nose. “But you did ask for it.”

An amused smirk formed on Discord’s face. “Alright, fair enough. I suppose I got what I deserved from egging you on.”

“You did enjoy yourself though, didn’t you? It certainly felt like you did,” Celestia remarked, pulling her hindquarters up from Discord’s softening erection. Once the tip emerged from her opening, a healthy dollop of his white spunk poured out of her chambers and onto his lap, dripping down to his balls.

“Hnnnf,” Discord grunted from the sensation of her lips relinquishing his member, “Yes, it was enjoyable. I had fun seeing a new powerful and assertive side of you.” Discord’s left claw ran its talons through the airy locks of Celestia’s ethereal mane, relishing in its gentle warmth.

“Good!” Celestia cheered, before narrowing her eyes and directing an intimidating glare at him, “We should do it again sometime then.”

“No!” Discord exclaimed in alarm. Celestia responded with a hearty laugh at his fright, making him shake his head in response, “No offense, but I think I’d like some more time to appreciate Celestia-Classic for a while before tangling with your fiery alter-ego again.”

“That’s fine. I don’t think I have it in me to be that aggressive again anytime soon.” Celestia rose her hoof to Discord’s face, caressing his cheek as she gazed into his eyes, “Thank you for allowing me to let off some steam.” Discord smiled and his cheeks grew warm under her loving gaze.

“No problem, Sunny,” Discord replied. Celestia leaned down and kissed the front of his lips for a moment, before leaning down to his ear.

“You really do make for a delightful little pet,” she whispered in an ardent tone.

“Okay, that’s enough,” Discord replied without any humor. A loud snort emanated from Celestia’s nose before she laughed at Discord’s response. With a reserved smile, Discord wrapped his arms around the delighted princess, her head resting on his chest once again.

Even if she hadn’t said anything, Discord could feel Celestia’s relaxed state as she laid against him. She felt light as a feather, as plush as the mattress he laid upon himself. He brushed his talon over her shoulder, leaning down to kiss the side of her temple as she lost consciousness for the evening. Feeling weary himself, Discord took comfort in resting his head against her airy mane, draping his left pegasus wing over her body. He wasn’t sure when Celestia would need to let her inner darkness out again in the future, but knowing that she would come back to her nurturing self immediately after made it more than tolerable for him. For now, the master of chaos decided to join his princess in the dream realm, knowing that neither of them would need her sister’s protection from any unwanted dreams that night.