(REQ-FR) Gamer Luna in Requestria - One Shot

>Another dark night begins to settle in Canterlot as you put on your familiar guard uniform.

>For during the day, you are simply Anon.

>During the evening, you are the personal guard of the princess of the night.

>Getting the job wasn't nearly as hard as you would have thought.

>You simply needed to know quite a lot about the princess herself.

>It was easy enough to learn about her after you met Luna in a 'Hoof of Duty' game.

>You and the princess pwned all those noobs.

>Since then, learning about the princess became everything to you.

>Reading the papers to try and get a few pictures of her.

>Which was silly, because she sent you one when you simply asked one night.

>Goddamn this mare was beautiful.

>You two had a ton of things in common.

>When you went to the interview, you aced every single question.

>They were almost worried that you were a stalker.

>Silly guards.

>You knew you had to get the horseshoe question incorrect.

>Even if you did know the right answer.

>...

>Okay, maybe you are a little obsessed with the princess, but it wasn't anything harmful.

>Plus everything changed once you two met in person for the first time.

>She knew that you were the only human in Equestria, but didn't know what you might have looked like.

>Who would have thought that such a powerful mare would become so shy and short of words the first time you meet her.

>After that, she asked to have you escort her around the castle and never leave her side.

>Somehow you always managed to make her giggle or pick up her spirits when she felt in the shadow of her sister.

>Maybe one of these days you will have to tell her how you really feel.

 

>Well, one thing is for sure, it won't be tonight.

>The last two weeks, since the latest Hoof of Duty came out, she has taken off her duties of a princess to hide in her royal quarters.

>Likely playing the game.

>Lucky girl.

>You haven't been able to play with her in months.

>The handful of days that you haven't seen her feels like years.

>Some things just can't be avoided you guess.

>She IS royalty, and you are simply her guard.

>Standing outside her door is a boring job, and the only thing that breaks up the quiet, uneventful shift of doing absolutely nothing is the occasional visit from sunbutt.

>Princess Celestia would stop by a few times during the day to bring a box to Luna, and every time she would leave, her expression would be more and more concerned.

>Oh shit!

>Enough daydreaming.

>Here she comes.

>You stand up as straight as you can for the presence of the princess.

>"At ease Anonymous."

>Relaxing a little bit, you turn to the princess.

"Yes, your majesty. Bringing Luna her things again?"

>"Correct, but I have a request for you."

>You stand up straight again.

"Yes princess. Awaiting orders!"

>She looks at you with a smile.

>"Not an order Anonymous. A request. Not from royalty, but a concerned sister."

>Her words don't do much to help you relax.

>What could she possibly want?

>"I've seen how she talks to you Anonymous. I know my sister very well, and I think if anyone can snap her out of this... state, would be you."

"Her... state?"

>"I believe that it would be the most proper word for it. Yes."

>She levitates the box and places it in your hands.

>Parts of the box are very warm, and other parts are freezing cold.

>"I will dismiss you from your post, if you can simply go in there and try and remind her who she really is."

>You nod your head.

"Of course princess."

>"You and I both know you aren't really doing this for me Anonymous."

>Celestia turns around and begins to return to her throne room.

>It's odd that she doesn't seem that tired.

>It must be from all the time that she took care of the sun and moon all by herself.

>You stand in front of the massive doors with the box in hand.

>As you place a free hand on the door handle, your heart skips a beat for a moment.

>Were you really going to do this?

>This was the room of your love, and she could be in there.

>What if you walked in at a bad moment.

>The scene plays through your head almost automatically.

>"Oh Anon! Don't look! I'm all exposed..."

>The mental image of Luna's marehood enters your mind.

>An image that you made up.

>You aren't that bad of a stalker.

>As you turn the door handle, butterflies enter your stomach, and you close your eyes and step into the room.

>The first thing that hits you... is the smell.

>What happened? It smells like rotting food in here!

>You open your eyes and your jaw hits the floor.

>Dirty clothes, candy wrappers, pizza boxes and empty bottles of Colt-a-Cola are scattered all over the floor.

>Her royal bed lays unkempt with most of the pillows ripped off and blankets half on the floor.

>The curtains are pulled tightly closed, and the only light in the room comes from a small laptop, a television screen, and a few lamps in the back of the room.

>"Just put it on the table Celly. Thanks."

>You begin to walk towards the table sitting in the middle of the bedroom which has similar boxes sitting on it.

>"FUCK! JESUS CHRIST. HOW HARD IS IT TO FUCKING CAPTURE A POINT. YOU GUYS ARE FUCKING WORTHLESS."

>You shudder a little bit and place the box on the table.

>What happened in here?

>Is this what she gets like when she starts gaming?

>That can't be right, you two played all the time... and she never seemed like this.

>You trip on an empty box on the ground.

>The least you could do is help clean up a little bit.

>You grab a few of the empty bottles and throw them into the box.

>"CELLY! I SAID I GOT IT... jeez," She says with an exasperated sigh. "FUCK! NOW I DIED. THANKS."

>She throws the controller on the ground and you can hear it shatter into millions of pieces.

>This wasn't the Luna you knew.

>She would never use this language or have this poor of control over her anger.

>"At least the food is here. I hope they didn't fuck it up this time."

>She stands up and turns around.

>"Did you bri-"

>When she sees you, her eyes light up, then immediately turn to one of regret.

>She jumps out of the light of the television, so that you can barely see her outline.

>"Oh... Anon... I-I thought I instructed you not to enter."

"No... you didn't."

>"Oh..."

"Besides, Celestia wanted me to check on you... to see if you are okay. She said you were acting differently."

>"N-no Anon! I'm fine."

"You didn't sound fine when you thought I was your sister."

>She lowers her head and turns from you.

>"I don't want you seeing me like this..."

"I don't care what you look like, because... because... Iloveyou!"

>The words come out of your mouth faster than you realize what you just said.

>The room goes silent except for the sound of quiet gunfire coming from the television screen.

>"D-do you really mean that?"

>You swallow your doubts and decide it's time to lay it out on the table.

"Yeah. I-I've known for a long time..."

>Take a deep breath.

"I-I haven't been so sure about something before in my life... I-I want you to be my... player two."

>Aw shit.

>You fucking nailed it.

>She sniffs, and you hear her voice begin to break.

>"You wouldn't say that if you saw me right now... Just leave Anon."

"No way Lulu. I know what I'm saying, and I mean it."

>She turns to look at you, and you can see the light blue eyes that fill your heart with joy full of tears.

>"Anon... there is no way that I deserve you..."

>She takes a few cautious steps towards you, but stays in the dark.

>You extend your arms out wide and smile.

"Come here..."

>She leaps towards you and into the light.

>Your heart drops.

>This was not what you expected at all.

>Time seems to slow exponentially so that you can take in each and every grotesque feature.

>Luna easily gained a decent sum of weight since you last seen her.

>She wasn't fat by any means, but she would need to hit the treadmill if she were going to get it all back off.

>Her mane was completely unkempt and hardly resembled the starry night sky that she ruled over.

>It was bunched up into a pony tail that seemed to hang lifelessly off to the side.

>Her face seemed to shine in the little amount of light that filled the room, completely covered in oil.

>You examine the two hooves that are aimed to wrap themselves around you, and see them completely covered in cheese-dust.

>She is wearing a hoodie to keep herself warm in the cold, dark room, that is heavily stained with soda and some other clear fluid.

>For your own sake, you hope that it's mare juices and not drool.

>Yet there is always one major issue with when life slows down.

>It tends to speed up right after.

>Luna dive bombs directly into you and knocks you into the floor, hitting your head on the marble floor.

>As you try to push away the stars that cloud your vision, you feel a set of lips press against yours and a tongue enter your mouth.

>Your senses go on complete overload.

>Maybe it could be the putrid taste of rancid garlic breath in your mouth, or possibly just the smell of a princess that hasn't bathed in a week and a half, but vomit sits at the back of your throat.

>She pulls herself off of your to look into your eyes.

>If it weren't for her beautiful, innocent eyes, you would have swore that this was a completely different mare from the one you loved so dearly.

>"Anon... you have no idea how long I've waited to hear you say that..."

>Words fail you as you look at what she has become.

>"Let us consummate our love on this special occasion."

"... Huh. What?"

>She runs her tongue down your neck as she litters kisses down your chest towards your manhood.

>Maybe if you just close your eyes, then you can imagine the Luna that you love so much.

>You do have to admit, if the hoodie was clean, it would have been a nice touch.

>FUCK! STOP THINKING ABOUT HER GROSS ASS HOODIE AND HOW IT SHOWS OFF HER CHEETO HOOVES.

>You feel your pants unzip, and Excalibur is released from his prison.

>"Oh my... look at this epic loot."

>Did...

>Did she just?

>...

>Okay it was kinda hot.

>Her hoof begins stroking you gently as she begins to suck on your head.

>Damnit Anon, don't look.

>Don't look.

>You glance down at the action, and then immediately regret the decision.

>The sight of your privates completely covered with orange dust is going to haunt you as you shower for months.

>At least it kinda feels good.

>Just don't breathe.

>God damn it.

>The smell of stale pizza is just too much to bear, and it's stopping you from going any farther.

 

"Luna... would we be able to go to..."

>You motion your head towards the bed with more worries about if you would regret this decision.

>Luna squees hard.

>Goddamn she can be cute.

>"Of course Anon... I'm ready for you to take me..."

>You stand up, and put every ounce of strength you have into not looking at your cheese covered crotch.

>She hops on the bed and prepares herself for some missionary.

>Maybe if you put on the charm, you can salvage this.

>You move to the end of the bed and put on the best bedroom eyes you can.

>As you crawl up to your little piece of heaven, she begins to blush.

>Nearing her nethers, you think maybe that some good ol' fashioned foreplay could really make her night.

>You bring your face close and smell the most revolting scent of raw fish you've breathed in your life.

>Nope.

>Continuing to crawl up towards the princess of the night, you can see the visual disappointment on her face.

>Fuck.

>You bite the zipper of her hoodie and pull it back down towards her marehood.

>"Oh Anon... such a tease..."

>The hoodie slowly comes off, which is probably the sexiest thing you've seen all night, if it weren't for the food crumbs that were filling the bed.

>As you return face to face with the final boss, you notice something about the battlefield that you didn't notice before.

>Stains on the bed.

>Stains everywhere.

"Uh... Lulu... these stains."

>She blushes and looks away.

>"It's been lonely... and with you right outside..."

>You gulp.

>Just eat it like a chili pepper.

>Fast, then cry about it later.

>You begin to lick her winking clit and your mouth is filled with the taste of rotten milk and pennies.

>As you dilute it with saliva, it becomes NOT the worst thing in the world.

>Her pants and moans are better than you could have imagined in your dreams.

>If you keep your eyes closed, this is absolutely fantastic.

>Finally, after the longest 15 minutes of your life, she pants out.

>"Oh Anon! I'm so close! Take me now!"

>Instinctively, with your eyes close, you plunge your member deep inside of her.

>Thrusting as hard as you can, your mind clears of thoughts as sex takes over you.

>Her tongue re-enters your mouth, but you push past the taste.

>Nothing is going to ruin your mental picture now.

>Not when you are so close.

>You are SO close.

"Luna! I'm cumming!"

>"Cum for me Anon! Cum inside me!"

>You shoot your juices inside of her, as you feel her tighten hard around your member.

>The two of you lose yourselves inside of each others embrace.

>"Mmmm... Anon... I love you."

"I love you too Lulu."

>You pull out of her and collapse on her bed.

>She sits up and gives new attention to your member.

>Luna begins to clean you with her tongue, when she giggles.

>Oh shit... that's right.

>You look down at her.

"Whassup."

>You see her take one long lick up your shaft, and then looks at you dead in the eye.

>"Dangerously Cheesy."