Wandering the dreamscape could be a lonely thing on the best of nights. Luna opened her eyes to stars. She closed them and found different kinds of light shining in her peripherals. Dreams had an essence to them that scintillated in the darkness of her surroundings, and each of them radiated with its own colour. She'd often visit the nice ones, as well as the nightmares—it was soothing for her soul.
But ofttimes, she had nights where the intangible horrors that plagued ponies were already long dealt with, and she was only a short amount of the way through her shift. It was the price of being efficient, doing all of your work too early when you knew you'd be up all night either way. This was one of those nights.
Once Luna got tired of checking on the dreams of ponies random and intriguing, she materialised a short bench in her mind, lazing against it as she gazed out at the interconnecting corridors that bridged the gap between her realm and that of the sleeping. She'd seen all she wanted to tonight, and had a fairly decent time of it, but she was quickly becoming bored, and wished she had something to remedy the situation.
Still, her devotion told her she couldn't have an early night. A break, maybe, but taking the entire night off to do whatever caught her fancy? Last time she'd tried that, she'd ended up in and out of nightclubs for a week straight.
...Luna wasn't very good at knowing when to stop, so she rarely indulged herself.
What was something she could do that would be less harmful? She could visit the dreams of one of her friends in Ponyville, perhaps? No, no, it could be that there was something personal on their minds. Luna didn't wish to intrude on ponies she knew. With strangers, it mattered little, as she'd never meet them or be able to draw connections between their real lives and the things they imagined in their subconscious, but with friends, there was something intimate about dreams that ponies barely knew how to share in real life. Knowing the dreams of another was the key to unlocking them as a pony.
Which is why Luna took care to tread lightly, even when she was greatly curious. She'd often wondered what Rarity might dream about... but she'd never met her in slumber, and unless she ever felt she had call for her, she doubted she ever would.
Luna's thoughts drifted as she instead tried to guess what all of her friends might have been dreaming about, a silly thing to do when the answers laid at her hooftips, until all at once she remembered that there was one pony who she doubted would take any form of umbrage with her coming to visit. In fact, it would probably be a good chance to interact at a time they were both awake.
Celestia's dreams were, of course, personal to her, but Celestia and Luna knew each other inside and out: highs, lows, secrets, fears... there was nothing they hid from one another, especially after what had happened a thousand years ago, so she doubted that her sister would particularly mind if she paid her a visit.
Luna had perhaps gone a little overboard with exercises in trust since returning home, being sure to tell Celestia absolutely everything personal and intimate she could so that her sister could better understand her. Celestia had assured her that she was doing the same thing, no stone unturned or dirty secrets left unshared.
Which is part of why Luna was slightly perturbed by the fact that when she went to check on Celestia's dream, she found there to be no light present where there should've been. There was only one thing that could mean, and that was that she wasn't asleep. Funny, she hadn't mentioned anything to Luna about being restless, as far as she could remember.
Luna withdrew from the dreamscape, feeling her consciousness rush back into her body. She checked the clock on the wall of her chambers, and found that it read fourteen minutes past one in the morning. Why was Celestia out of bed this late?
Luna had never thought to check before, but as far as she knew, Celestia was never awake at this time of night, always insisting at breakfast that she retired at around ten, ten-thirty at the latest.
Luna considered leaving it, seeing if Celestia's little light would naturally blink on soon enough. There was always the possibility that she had briefly woken up in the night, or just had difficulty drifting off. Perhaps she was nose deep in a book?
Or perhaps she was in a terrible mood, and something horrible was eating at her and Luna had no idea what. Such a thought might have been an overreaction, but nonetheless it gripped Luna and made her wide eyed. She bit her lip as she considered the possibility, the very real chance that Celestia could be lying awake in bed feeling absolutely terrible right now, with no one there to help or console her.
Luna hesitated to leave her job behind, but eventually conceded, telling herself that she wouldn't be gone too long. Leaving her subjects to their own dreams was a hefty weight on her mind, but selfishly, her sister mattered to her more. She'd simply go and check on Celestia, find out what was going on, and be right back.
Donning her regalia—not liking to be seen in a state of undress by any of the castle staff—and making sure that her mane was appropriately fixed, Luna stepped out of her room and into the corridor, giving her room guard a short nod and assuring him she'd be back soon.
The clack of metal against marble filled the dark and empty corridors as Luna made her way through the castle. She was a little tired for teleportation, so she was happy to do things the old-fashioned way. However, prolonging the wait was only causing her to worry more. What if Celestia was hurt in some way? Was she leaving her sister to some terrible fate?
She sped up by instinct, graduating to a swift trot soon enough as she made her way towards the dimly lit courtyard that sat outside Celestia's quarters. She could see the light in the distance, and something about it reassured her. She didn't know why, but she always assumed that if anything bad ever happened to her sister, those lights would be snuffed out, so seeing them alive was a small but real form of relief, however hard to explain.
Sighing, realising that she was probably worrying over nothing, Luna considered turning around and leaving. It could be that Celestia was simply trying to get off to sleep, that in visiting her, she would only disturb her and cause her to stay up longer. In all honesty, was she doing this out of concern for her sister, or because she felt lonely and bored tonight?
Luna chose not to answer that. She'd just really quickly check on her and then let her go to bed, simple as that.
When she entered the courtyard, which was situated in an L shape, she thought she heard a faint groaning on the other side, near Celestia's door, which was still out of view. Luna's ears perked as she listened out for it again, and once more it came, sounding as if a pony was in pain. Springing into motion, she dug her hooves into the ground and sprung herself forwards, careening around the corner to face whatever the threat might have been.
What she found was the exact opposite of what she had been expecting. In fact, it didn't even register in the scope of what she'd been anticipating, it was a complete anomaly. "Sergeant Squire? Sister?!"
Princess Luna wasn't sure what was stranger, the fact that her sister was currently laying with her legs folded in, gently stroking the cock of one of her guards as he panted and moaned, reclining as if he was the damn king...
...or the fact he was holding a hoof to his lips, shushing her. "Don't make too much noise, she's sleeping."
"She's-she's what?"
"Sleeping, or rather, sleepwalking. This—mff—has been happening for a while now, me and the other guards h-haven't been sure what to do about it."
Celestia was really going to town on him, occasionally incorporating her lips even as she let her hooves do most of the work, and on top of that she didn't seem in the slightest bit bothered by Luna's presence.
It was like Squire said, she was acting as if she was totally asleep.
But Luna knew that not to be the case. However, if she wanted to play that game, and worry her sister like that? That's alright, two could play at that game.
"Squire, stay there. I'm going to go and fetch a couple more guards."
Even through the exquisite feelings he was receiving, Squire took that in enough for his eyes to widen. "E-excuse me, Princess?"
Luna flashed a small smirk. "It's rather simple. My sister's been doing this for a while now, you said?"
Squire only nodded between pants.
"Then I assume that she's rather pent up and her unconscious mind is using this as a suitable outlet. Alicorns live very long, you see, so we might end up going without sex for much longer than the average pony." All total lies, but so was Celestia's apparent sleepwalking. "So you and a couple of your colleagues are going to attempt to fuck this out of her, and I'm going to watch to ensure that it's done correctly."
Luna could almost swear she saw her sister flinch at that, and it made her grin all the wider. "I imagine three of your companions as well as yourself will do nicely. Try not to climax whilst I'm gone!"
Well, if anything, this night definitely wasn't a boring one anymore.
Luna checked for and rounded up every able-bodied (and well-bodied) guard she could find, including the bat pony that usually guarded her door. She made sure to inspect them thoroughly before agreeing to take them along, which essentially meant she had a peek at their sheaths to try to guesstimate what they were packing. It was pretty difficult to pass it off as anything other than lecherous, so she simply explained to each of them exactly what they were going to be doing and revelled in their shock, confusion, and excitement.
It wasn't every day any of them got a chance to fuck the celestial monarch whilst she was 'sleeping', after all.
That said, Luna wouldn't be surprised if one or two of them had already had a turn with her, considering some seemed less shocked by the turn of events than others. To think that Celestia had kept this hobby of hers hidden from Luna, even after they'd vowed to share everything with one another. She was going to pay for this, and Luna had just about gotten finished orchestrating her revenge plan.
When she returned, three guards in tow, she found Celestia to still be pleasuring Squire, who had somehow managed to hold out despite the ten minutes she'd been gone. He must have been rather well conditioned to last that long. That, or he was just too used to Celestia by now. "Trust you've been enjoying yourself while I was gone?" Luna whispered, not wishing to break the illusion.
"I-I'd rather not comment, your highness," Squire replied as Celestia took another lick at his cock, which was leaking pre down her chin. Look at her, enjoying herself, or nervously anticipating what would come next and knowing she couldn't get out of it without admitting her lie? Part of Luna hoped she'd enjoy it, knew she would. Even still, the potential embarrassment was so huge that it was still a fitting equaliser, even if it wasn't particularly vengeful.
"Now then." Luna looked to each of the guards in turn, two snowy white coated stallions and one dark bat pony that she knew rather well. "Celestia needs one more attendant for now. I'm sure you'll find her pussy tight another to suffice, but avoid her asshole for now. We mustn't wake her if it can be helped."
The guards nodded, squirming all the while with anxious excitement. They waited for Luna to pick one of them, and she pointed at the snowy white unicorn on the right. "Should it come to it, wh-where should I finish, princess?"
"Inside of her, of course." Luna saw the little jolt that came from Celestia at the words, it was delicious. If she put enough pressure on her, would she break and admit to her lie, if only to avoid getting impregnated? "In fact, do be sure to. Don't pull out straight away, either. Alicorns get a portion of their mental stimuli from sexual fluid, so this will certainly help cure her." All total lies, but guards weren't paid to understand the intricacies of alicorn biology, so the private reluctantly nodded and began walking over to her, sitting on his haunches and massaging his cock with a hoof, beginning to bring it to full mast. "What should I do to make sure that she's well lubricated, your majesty?"
"Please feel free to perform oral sex on her. If she squirms or gasps a little, consider it natural. The sleeping pony isn't immune to pleasure, as I would know. I am an expert on dreams, after all." Dropping little lines like that every now and again helped to remind all of the ponies surrounding her of her credentials, why there was little reason to doubt her. Aside from that, though, who was going to refuse their ruler? "I have heard in the past that my sister prefers it if you do not stimulate her clitoris until she's been thoroughly eaten."
The private raised his eyebrow at that, head tilting. "How can you be sure?"
"Let us just say that I have first hoof sources..." In other words, Celestia used to be very open about her sexual preferences, but if the guards wanted to interpret that as being some kind of incestuous admission, she'd let them retain their fantasies. It wasn't such a horrible one to have, honestly. Celestia certainly looked good right then... in her element, so to speak. "Now, commence with the cunnilingus. Report to me when she is fully ready to be entered."
As the private nodded and set to work, gingerly kissing at Celestia's flanks and beginning to draw his tongue closer to her folds, his hooves grasping her hips at either side, she continued to work on squire, taking his cock further into her mouth and slowly slurping against it. He looked to be in a world of pleasure, and with Celestia's pants and the slight twitch of her hind leg, Luna was sure that she was about to be also. It almost left her a tad jealous, but luckily, she had prepared for that eventuality.
Turning, she looked to each of the remaining guards, who seemed curious about what they were doing here in the first place. Celestia apparently only needed two attendants, after all. "Sorry to have kept you waiting. I'm sure each of you understand that this has been a rather trying experience for me. It isn't nice to see my sister so pent up, or to have to resort to such depraved measures in order to help alleviate her issue."
The guards both nodded respectfully, Luna tried not to grin. "If that's the case, is there anything either of us can do to make it easier for you, night princess?" the bat pony asked, his face stalwart, ready to serve.
"Yes, in fact." Time for another line of bullshit. Luna was beginning to enjoy spinning tales. "Me and my sister's bodies are rather attuned, chronologically speaking, and noticing that she has been so in need of sexual release lately, I've began to feel that I might also have been neglecting my own base desires in the interest of making time to serve our nation. As such..." she paused, attempting to make it sound like an awkward request, then cleared her throat. "As such, I was hoping that the two of you could administer a similar remedy to the one my sister is receiving right now, only unto me."
While the other white guard hesitated, obviously nervous about the request from the bite of his lip and the stalling in his tone, the bat pony gave a simple nod, his eyes steely and his expression soft. "It shall be done as you instruct, princess. Where would you have me positioned?"
Honestly, Star Slayer was such a square. Luna would make him crack a smile or blow a huge load in the next ten minutes, if only to see some form of reaction out of him other than loyalty and devotion wrapped in a stoic visage. For now, though, she'd keep up the formal facade just a little longer. "I'll be performing fellatio on you, if only to adequately prepare you for what might come next. Meanwhile, you—"
"Spear Tip, ma'am." the other white stallion—one of the more hung ones Luna had found—responded.
"Fitting..." Luna had to fight off the urge to laugh at his name, considering the situation. "You will penetrate me. You needn't worry about preparing me, I can already feel that I'm sufficiently aroused."
"D-do you have a preferred hole, your highness?" Spear Tip worried aloud, clearly still wet behind the ears and hardly used to situations such as this one.
Time for Luna to let a little of her devious side out. She turned and winked at him, being as overtly flirtatious in her smile as possible. "Surprise me. I happen to like it in both, sometimes at the same time..." Luna shook her head a little, mane flouncing. "But that will come later. For now, feel free to explore, and experience that which few stallions have in a thousand years."
She was laying it on pretty thick by now, just as she'd intended, and the smoothness of her words was certainly taking effect, clear from the way the stallion began to rush his way behind her, the stiffness she saw under his belly in the midst of it all. Even Star Slayer wasn't impervious to her blatant salacity, beginning to grow hard before her as she imagined getting stuffed full of cock from both ends. But she couldn't lose sight of the real goal here. "Private, status report?"
She looked over to the private just in time to see him pulling the tip of his muzzle from Celestia's now sopping wet and leaking folds. She was a shaking mess, mane all askew from the intensity of the blowjob she was giving if only to muffle her moans, and Squire looked as if he was one sultry look away from bursting all over her face. "I can report that Celestia is ready for insertion."
"Oh, cut the shit and fuck her already." Luna hadn't meant to let that slip, but she'd just felt Spear Tip's spear tip press against her and gods did it feel good.
"Y-yes, princess," the sheepish guard responded, lining up his cock with her sister's wet hole and beginning to slowly push it inside. All the while, Luna was experiencing the same thing, and her reactions were mirrored in Celestia—the arching of her back, the small pant, the clenching of her entire body... they really were quite similar. And fuck, was Spear Tip thick, so much so that she barely had to squeeze her tight pussy around him in order to feel totally filled, it was like a missile attacking home base or a ship barely squeezing its way to landing through a closing shuttle door, an incredible experience that could scarcely be described.
And while Luna wanted to cry out, and perhaps did a little, she knew she was leaving her favourite night guard unattended. She drew forwards, pushing her mane to the side and beginning to suckle at Star's tip, licking around the edge of his crown and slowly dragging her tongue down, being sure to constantly reverse her motions and keep him guessing. He wouldn't be able to retain that sexy and stolid visage for long if she had anything to do with it.
All of the guards had likely proclaimed Celestia the blowjob queen after all the little stunts she'd been pulling under Luna's snout, but she'd soon set them all straight. A master of the night knew all about bedtime activities, and this was one that Luna positively excelled in. She proved that with the gentle caress of her tongue against Star's hard cock, which was growing increasingly slippery and swollen with each of her successive ministrations. He was a succulent, sexy, superb conquest, the only thing able to quell Luna's rising desire that little bit longer being the ability to see those small reactions in him as she was plowed. The flutter of his leathery wings when she hit a sweet spot, the non-stop pants that began to rise from his throat, gentle at first but soon graduating into masculine proclamations of satisfaction, and the glint in his eyes akin to finding a diamond shining at the bottom of a deep well.
Speaking of deep, Spear Tip really wasn't playing around back there. He was beginning to bottom out in her already, or at least push as far as he could go into Luna's tight folds, his medial ring constantly sliding in and out of her and stretching her near her limits. An alicorn's body was resilient, there was no doubt, but Luna doubted she could take that entire thing and still stand straight. She gasped and moaned and hummed her approval onto Star's cock all the while, stealing glances at Celestia, who was still managing to somehow act the part, and finding that it only heightened the experience for her.
Did that say something bad about Luna? She didn't know, she didn't care. She was fucking enjoying this.
Luna pulled her lips away from Star, dragging the bottom one over his tip, and began to lather the length of him in long, luscious kisses. "Fuck her harder," she murmured from her place of worship, her words directed to the private. "Mmh... Make sure you fuck every bit of that need out of her, leave her completely and utterly spent, and—oh fuck, me too."
It was hard to maintain any train of thought when you were being railed this perfectly, and that one had just become a runaway freight. Luna clenched around the astounding slab of cock being driven in and out of her at a wonderful pace as she threw her mane back, before coming forwards and nuzzling into Star's leathery sack, leaving little kisses and licks all the way from the base of his balls to the tip of his cock. She moved to devour his length again, eyes trained on Celestia the whole while, who was beginning to be fucked increasingly heavily by her new white coated friends. Squire was clearly on the verge, and watching him cum was astounding to say the least.
That guard packed a fucking big load. He pulled his cock back, shooting it all over Celestia's face and managing to land some of it on her back, exploding with the force of a ballistic weapon. How it wouldn't have woken her if she was actually asleep was beyond Luna, but she kept playing out her lie, her fantasy, not even licking up the juices that seeped down her cheeks, no matter how badly Luna imagined she wanted to.
And now, with the cock free from her mouth, Celestia was finding it increasingly difficult to hold back her moans. Hearing them only set Luna off, and the two of them began to enact a sweet choir of sounds in tandem, both building in pitch as the large cocks inside each of them rutted them both in perfect sync. They were being fucked to within inches of their limits, there was no question there, and unless Celestia had exceptional endurance, or Luna was especially weak, they'd both be cumming soon.
Luna could feel the need to release her fluids rising inside of her, controlling her body and tilting everything in the direction of pure and utter carnal desire. She pushed back into Spear Tip, impaled herself on him in every way his name implied, and allowed Star Slayer to release any vestige of control he still had, inviting him to ram every inch of his cock into her maw and pump and thrust until he'd emptied his entire load into her mouth. She suckled so lovingly on his tip, looking up into his eyes and arching her neck so he could get deeper into her throat.
His pants were becoming desperate, as were Luna's, Celestia's, everyone's, and as each of the simultaneous interconnecting moments of passion culminated, something special happened.
All of them came at the exact same fucking time.
And that was no joke. The chances of it, they might have been infinitesimal, but right as Luna squeezed one last time around each of them, an influx of pleasure cascading through her body and radiating in her belly, causing her to tingle all over and numbing her hooves, she felt the first spurt of Spear Tip's seed beginning to shoot into her womb, thick and creamy and testament to his exceptional virility.
Feeling that sticky goodness inside of her was the catalyst to her own shaking orgasm, a shout of deep and primal satisfaction gripping her as her pussy gripped his cock for every effort to keep it embedded inside her. She abandoned rational thought then, pushing down on Star's cock and pressing it as far into her maw as she could, allowing her silky tongue to travel along it all the way, and with that action, he was pushed over the edge. She tasted his sweet release, savouring it like a fine meal, and all the while, she realised that the private was watching, barely still able to draw breath from the speed at which he'd been slamming her sister's pussy.
He sped up so much from seeing the display before him, from being so deep in Celestia's pussy, that he too was brought to climax, finishing half inside of her and then pulling out to shoot the final spurts over her back.
How did Luna know that Celestia came too? That was simple. It was the shout of 'fuck!' not a moment before the private pulled out, and after about ten seconds of panting, her freezing up and curling in herself, looking the most mortified that Luna had seen her in a very long time.
Luna figured her torment had gone on long enough, and it had been more than enough fun for all of them,
"Guards, leave us. You have served your princesses well today." She paused, a wry smile on her lips, and then added. "Star Slayer, come to my quarters tomorrow. I wish to give you additional thanks for your service and devotion."
"Yes, my princess." He had a slight blush on his cheeks. Luna had never seen him be frazzled by anything.
Once the guards had cleared out completely, Luna turned to her sister, who was just as cum covered as she was, if not more so. "That's a good look on you, you know. Matches your coat."
"Doesn't look bad on you either, you should try it more often," Celestia smirked, before her expression suddenly turned to a scowl. "Why did you have to ruin my fun? I won't be able to do this any more now, the guards all think I'm 'sated' thanks to you."
"That's what you get for keeping this from me, Celly. I was worried you'd woken from a nightmare, or something, and what did I find? You, acting like a filly again. Besides..." Luna considered herself for a moment, but decided fuck it, they wre even now. "I have Star Slayer coming to my room tomorrow. The cute, serious looking bat pony with the big cock. Would you like to share him?"
"I hardly think that's appropriate..." Celestia scoffed, before wiping a little of the cum from her cheek and giving it a taste. "I'll be there. We'll see who he likes more by the end of the night, hmm?"
"Sister, I am the night. If you even manage to get a grunt out of him, I'll let you fuck him first."
