Last time, on Luna "Quest:"
 
A tabloid got a photo of you and Luna stretched out over a table, and Celestia gave you a decision to make: Either show some restraint around the castle grounds, or you and Luna could go live off on your own for a while.
 
After discussing the matter with Luna, you decided to stay at the castle and allow her opportunities to start being more interactive with the citizens of Equestria.
 
With that in mind the two of you took a slightly awkward shower together, then set out to give Celestia your answer.
 
Celestia was surprised when you and Luna told her you would stay at the castle. She had been certain the two of you would go out and live together happily. It wasn't until after you explained Luna's aspirations that she nodded and understood. With a smile she had beckoned her sister to her side, and the two began a discussion of the roles Luna could begin to take a greater part of.
You were rewarded with a little leniency in the restrictions for seeing Luna, the two of you allowed to see each other nightly at dinner and once a week for dancing and stargazing. Celestia even joined in a few times, daintily laughing when you and her danced under Luna's tutelage, and smiling as she watched the two of you sit together under the clear night sky.
 
Days turned to weeks, and in the first of those you saw Golden wandering about the castle with other guards.
Bear's condition, they informed you, had steadily improved.
About the time the cast came off Shining Armor's leg, Bear was conscious more often than not, and had requested your presence on more than one occasion.
It was nice, seeing that gruff, scarred face give a smile when you told him about the others. About where you and Luna stand at this point.
 
But of course, not everything was sunshine and rainbows.
 
When a few months had passed, Celestia, Luna, and yourself agreed that the public should know about the relationship you'd been fostering for so long now.
 
The general public was a bit confused, at first, but ultimately supported it. Most found it adorable, like a fairy tale come to life.
A few notable figures, including a pair in Celestia's advisory staff, had brought up a stink about the entire thing though. The argument about whether a pony should be with a non pony species erupted, and the topic still brings a few to a hot headed boil.
 
But in the end, things went right for you and Luna.
 
Celestia formally approved your union, you received honors for bravery in that mission to find her, and thanks to that discovery a potentially deadly threat in the Everfree was shut down. Bear was upset he couldn't be there, but took solace that his injuries had been for something good after all.
 
Luna began to take her roles more seriously, and quickly became popular as a mediator, consultant, and ruler of the night.
 
Finally, there was enough of a break in policies and things that needed doing that Celestia gave the two of you a break. With a nudge she had pushed the two of you onto the guarded flight carriage that brought you to that cozy little shack out north.
 
The weather is a bit cool here, where snow gently falls every other day, setting a beautiful white blanket over the gently rolling landscape outside, topping the trees in the distance with a coating that looks like powdered sugar.
 
You take a deep breath of the cool, crisp air before tightening the scarf you wear around your neck. It was a gift from Luna, a nice dark blue with a modified mark of hers on it. Instead of the crescent that adorns her flanks, it's the other portion of moon missing from hers, a nice three quarter ellipse.
 
The creaking of the door to the small shack breaks you from your reverie as one of Luna's guards open the door for you and motions the two of you inside.
 
Luna, wearing a scarf, small hat, and little hoof booties, leads the way inside.
 
The shack smells faintly of pine, but with a warm, thick atmosphere of a roaring fireplace that sits in the corner of the room to your right. The inside of the cabin is adorned with trinkets, all with heraldry of some variety on them.
 
To the left is a glass paned cabinet, filled no doubt with valuable things.
 
The cabin is dimly lit, candle light lighting the sleepy cabin as Luna removes her hat and shakes her head gently to scatter any snow from her beautiful mane.
 
The door creaks shut behind you as the guards shut the door gently, giving you a brief salute when your gaze meets theirs before the door shuts completely.
 
You remove Luna's scarf for her, still feeling that pang in your chest when you hold it's emblazoned image of her cutie mark beside your own scarf's mark.
 
Luna gently sets her little booties beside the door as you hang your scarves on a coat rack opposite the glass cabinet.
 
You rub your hands together to get some warmth in them as Luna takes the little cabin in.
 
The cabin is roomy, but of a cozy nature. To the left is a glass paned cabinet with knick knacks and valuables, perhaps only of sentimental value, but still valuable, and just beyond it is a door frame that leads to an adjacent room.
Looking to your right lays eyes on the lounge area, with a warm fireplace, a single couch, and an assortment of very cozy looking pillows, all bathed in a soft yellow orange light as the adequate fire lights and warms the room.
To the left of the fireplace, further along the wall, is another door frame, and from your position you can see down a short hallway, spotting another two or so doors. The one facing you is the bedroom, the outline of a bed visible even from this distance.
 
"Alright, where's the kitchen in this place?" You muse aloud, wandering past the cabinet of things to the first door frame on your left and stepping through as Luna follows you with a giggle.
 
Lucky for you, the first room you found is the kitchen. Smooth and refined counters cover the wooden cabinets and drawers, and a small ice box fridge is set up next to the sink, with a stove set on the wall to your left when you enter. A set of pantry racks are along the wall immediately to the left of the door frame, and are fully stocked with more food than you think you could eat in a year.
 
You find some hot chocolate mix, and open the fridge to find some bottles of milk. As you find those things, Luna opens a cabinet and finds a small pot to boil the milk in, and you soon have some hot chocolate mixed up and ready to drink.
Some mild rummaging finds you a set of mugs, one dark blue with a swirl of stars on it, and the other a lighter blue, with white clouds on the sides.
 
You pour the two of you some drink, and Luna grabs a bag of marshmallows as the two of you head back into the lounge area.
You sit on the couch, sipping hot chocolate and chewing on marshmallows as you warm by the fire, until Luna lays her head against your side and you put an arm around her.
 
Setting the remainder of your cocoa aside, you gently pull Luna into your lap. She gives a tiny squeak at the sudden motion, before laughing softly and setting her mug on the floor as you hold her from behind. It's a little awkward, thanks to her shape as a pony, but soon the two of you find a way to sit comfortably, her head leaning slightly back and resting against your left shoulder as your arms wrap around her underside and idly stroke her short coat.
 
You look about the cabin as you comment, "This sure is a nice little place out here. Have you ever been to it before?"
 
Luna, comfortable with a warm fire to her front and your warm body at her back, manages to mumble a "Mmmmhmmmm," before giving a bit better of an answer, "Some time ago, during a winter where I felt I had nothing to do. I was…stressed, I suppose, and Celestia wanted me to visit different towns. The guards had me stop here during a particularly bad storm one night."
 
She breathes deep and squirms her body as close to yours as she can with an equally deep sigh of happiness, "I didn't think much of it at the time."
 
Luna idly shakes her head, rubbing her mane against your shoulder, "Not really. Probably just an accident, or the Everfree affecting the weather in weird ways, despite it's distance."
 
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"My home, as I've known it, has always been the castle," she says slowly, "But at times, it's felt….empty. I know it's very much not, so many guards, notable ponies, myself and my sister….But there was always something I never felt in there that I feel here, now, with you."
 
"And what's that?" you ask quietly, feeling her warmth against your chest, and the softness of her coat under your fingers.
 
"It feels like…a home."
 
Your cliche comment gets a chuckle from her, and she turns about on your lap to look at you.
 
"Yes, well, this is different. The castle is large, and I'm comfortable there, but here…it's quiet, warm…" she bats her eyelashes, "and just the two of us."
 
You give Luna a kiss on the cheek as her attention shifts to the window beside the door.
 
She smiles brightly and points with a hoof, "Look!"
 
You follow her hoof and see the snow falling rapidly outside. Before you can comment on how beautiful it looks, Luna gently hops off your lap and crosses the small distance to her booties, slipping them on one at a time while you watch.
 
She's got three on and is lifting your scarves off the coat rack when she eyes you sitting on the couch still.
 
"Well, come on! You are going to join me, aren't you?"
 
You sigh at the rapidly cooling lap that Luna only moments ago occupied, then rebound and hop off the couch to get your shoes on.
 
"That's the spirit!" Luna chimes, opening the door as you step out into the falling snow.
 
It's cold out alright, but you find that it's tolerable enough as Luna begins to prance about, catching snowflakes in her mouth and kicking great bouts of snow around in excitement.
 
While Luna's prancing around, you stealthily scoop some snow into your hand, forming a ball and debating the perfect time to strike while you ask, "Does it not snow often in Canterlot?"
 
"Of course it snows in Canterlot," she says while giggling, still catching snowflakes in her mouth and spinning in circles, "But I could never go out and just enjoy it like this, not in the middle of the city, with all those ponies watching-"
 
The snowball you prepared hits her in the flank as she spins with a resounding smack, making her yelp and look at you with a sort of dazed look, before grinning as a wad of snow the size of your head floats from the ground beside her.
 
"So it's a snow fight you wish, is it?"
 
The large ball of snow whistles past your head as you duck out of its path, much to the dismay of Luna, who stamps a hoof against the snow in mock anger, "Oh, come on!"
 
You stick your tongue out her as you roll another ball of snow and toss it at her!
 
Luna gives out another yelp and puts up a hoof as a snowball splats against her and you put your hands in the air at your success.
 
Just before the snow under your feet slides out from under you, making you fall on your back just before it rises into the air, then falls on your face.
 
"Aha! A taste of thy own medicine!" Luna proclaims.
"Cheating!" you say, the snow muffling your voice so Luna has a hard time hearing you.
 
"Beg pardon?"
 
A sudden idea springs to mind, and you mock flail as though having issues getting up or breathing.
 
"A-are you alright?" Luna asks nervously, the sound of her hooves crunching the snow beneath them as she comes closer telling you she's falling for it.
 
The sound quickens as she runs to you, "I'm sorry! You should've said snow was harmful to you!"
 
You have to stifle a laugh as you feel the snow on you suddenly leave, lifted by Luna's magic as she stares worriedly down at you.
 
"It's not," you reply, tossing a handful of the snow still clutched in your right hand at her as she yelps and stumbles back.
 
You use the distraction to get up and grab her, gently, as you begin to tickle her mercilessly.
 
Luna tries to buck you, but the tickling is too much, weakening her as she laughs uncontrollably while trying to stammer, "Th-that's, ahahaha, aha, n-not, funny!"
 
She falls to the ground under your deft fingers, making sure to take you with her into a formidable snow bank. She ends up on her back, and you tickle her dark blue stomach while she kicks the air and gently flaps her wings, laughing so hard she begins to snort, making her blush and try to push you off.
 
You give her a raspberry that makes her eyes go wide as she squeals.
 
When she realizes she can't push you off, she grabs you with her hooves and pins your face to her stomach, though she can't stop your fingers from exploring her sensitive sides and the pit of her wings.
 
Finally, the two of you laughing breathlessly, you ease up, lying with your head on her stomach as you both suck air deeply to catch your breath.
 
You roll off of Luna and spread your arms, moving them and your legs to make a snow angel as Luna begins to stand and looks at you oddly.
 
"What are you doing?"
 
"Making a snow angel," you reply, hopping up to take a step back and look at your work. It's sorta lopsided, but hey, still looks about right.
 
Luna eyes it curiously, "Snow…angel?" before standing to the side and dropping to her belly, moving her front and hind legs back and forth as she tries to make one too.
 
She hops up and moves to the side, her wings flexing as she looks at the shape her movements made.
 
"It looks like a butterfly," you decide, chuckling just before Luna tackles you.
 
"You are such a meanie!" she says playfully, somehow ending up on your back and teasing you by licking your ear. It wouldn't be so bad if the cool outdoors didn't turn it real cold real quick. She finally lets you go after ruffling your hair with her face, and the two of you share a laugh as you rub your ears with your hands and Luna looks about the snowy landscape.
 
Despite the clouds above, you can tell it's starting to get late.
 
The two of you take a moment to sit and look at the falling snow, Luna leaning her head against your shoulder again as night falls.
When it gets too cold for you to bear any longer, you give her a gentle squeeze and stand up, heading towards the door to head back inside.
 
Just before you head in she calls out to you, and you turn about in time to get hit in the face with a final snowball.
 
She doesn't say anything, just sticks her tongue out as she strides past you, through the door you're still holding open for her.
 
You wipe the snow from your face and head inside after her, seeing her flank head into the kitchen just after you shut the door and remove your scarf.
 
You take the opportunity to warm your face with some hot water from the kitchen sink, taking note that Luna is getting out some pots and pans, as well as having set aside some vegetables from the fridge. Seems she'll be cooking for you tonight.
 
Luna dons a small apron that covers her front and part of her under side, tying it neatly on her back as she tells you to make yourself scarce while she cooks.
 
"I don't need help, I've been practicing," she says with a wink before shooing you from the kitchen.
 
You look about the lounge area, realizing there's not a dining table. Just the couch, and maybe a small end table below the window.
 
Maybe one of the other rooms?
 
You walk down the hallway and check out the other rooms, very briefly, finding three doorways, all with solid wood doors and a tiny gem encrusted handle in each.
 
You open the first you come across, and find a storage space with supplies like blankets, more pillows, some dry food stuffs, etc…
 
The second door opens to the bathroom, the floor no longer wooden but a nice, not too fancy, tile. It's not nearly as large as the one in the castle, obviously, but there's still a slightly larger than normal tub beyond the toilet and sink. It's fairly plainly decorated, no real emblems on the walls or towels like at the castle.
 
The third and final doorway is the one that was ajar when you first entered, the one with the bed. It's a nice sized bedroom with a large, very warm and comfy looking bed in the center. There are two night stands, one on either side, a set of drawers and a nice full body mirror, though it's full body for ponies so it's a bit short for you yet.
 
Your little exploration complete, you head back to the lounge area, waiting for Luna to finish cooking.
 
Dinner is comprised of steamed vegetables, and a small, leafy set of finger, or maybe it's hoof, sandwiches on a silver tray.
 
Luna floats it and some eating utensils out to the lounge area for the two of you. You quickly grab that small end table from under the window and put it in front of the couch for her to set it on, and after it's settled away, she sits beside you, still wearing her cute apron, as the two of you begin to eat.
 
The food is cooked pretty well, you decide. Maybe not five star, but still pretty tasty. You make sure to let Luna know you appreciate her cooking, and that it tastes fine. She claps her hooves together gently, sighing happily with relief before starting to dig in to the meal as well.
 
Somewhere along the way the two of you end up feeding food to one another, gently pushing a fork of steaming vegetables into Luna's mouth before she pushes a tiny sandwich into yours, both of you chewing happily and scooting closer to one another.
 
The final sandwich is hers, and you pick it up between your thumb and forefinger and gently move it to her waiting mouth.
 
Her lips come down around your fingers gently, the warm and wet sensation on your fingers making you shudder gently as her tongue lifts the tiny sandwich from your fingers.
Even after she's swallowed though, she's not done, licking your fingers with her hot tongue and gently sucking on them as you wonder what to do about this sudden turn of events.
 
You push your finger forward gently as you try to look into her eyes, but find that they're closed as she sensually runs her tongue around your index finger, sucking on it as it's wrapped up in that hot, wet tongue of hers. All the while she's gently sucking on it, and you feel your pants tighten when she opens her eyes and lets your finger go with a soft pop before smiling.
 
"How was dinner?"
 
A surprisingly odd question considering, but you feel she's leading it somewhere.
 
"Good," she says smoothly despite her blushing, "Would you care for dessert now, or after a hot bath?"
 
"A-after a bath, would be nice," you say, just before Luna gives you a kiss and makes you question your decision.
 
"Alright then, I'll join you. Could use some warming up," she says as she slowly clambers off the couch and heads for the bathroom, swaying her rear rather sensually as she does so.
 
You've got a free moment or two, would you care to do anything or would you rather just follow her into the bathroom and get going?
 
You hear Luna get the bath water going and use the opportunity to take the tray and utensils back to the kitchen sink to be cleaned later.
 
You can't think of anything else to do in the kitchen, and why would you, so you head to the bathroom quickly.
 
Luna stands at the side of the tub, front hooves over the side, as she hums to herself and sways her hips back and forth, her tail flicking from side to side as she watches the tub fill with warm water.
 
You can't help yourself, seeing that plump, blue flank swaying back and forth. You just have to give it a smack.
 
And so you do, giving it a firm, open handed smack right behind her right cutie mark and making her jump in surprise. Her front hooves slip and she ends up lying on the edge of the tub, her front hooves in the water, and her firm butt pointed upward.
 
"Now now," she says, thinly veiled anticipation tinting her tone, "You said you were going to wait."
 
It's not the first time you've cursed your words, but you're bound by them at this point.
 
The two of you share a hot bath together after Luna takes off her apron and helps you slip out of your clothes. Just like in the castle you help each other get scrubbed clean, with minimal sensual touching, one or two instances besides, and when finished she retrieves a bath robe meant for you from the bathroom closet. Apparently her and Celestia thought ahead on this.
 
Once you're robed, Luna sends you down the hall to the bedroom, telling you she'll join you in a moment.
 
You head to the bedroom and sit on the side of the bed, noticing that the candles are already lit and sending shadows across the dimly lit room as you wait for Luna.
 
 
Moments later the silhouette of Luna's figure is in the doorway, and she stands on her hind legs, leaning against the door frame for support, as she looks into the room and lets you get a good look at her.
 
She's wearing a bath robe of her own, a cream color that offsets her dark coat, though it's untied and hanging loosely at her sides. The real view you get is the pair of semitransparent lingerie panties she's got on, surprising you not only for the fact that she has a pair, but that this is clearly something that pony culture has of its own accord as well. While your mind reels and your body starts revving up at this more than pleasing image, of her with cream colored panties that stand out against her dark blue colored coat, wearing a disheveled looking robe, with her mane still damp and mildly unkempt as she looks at you and very gently bites her lower lip, looking a bit nervous.
 
“Well, do you like it?”
 
Your mouth is hanging open, you realize, as you nod. She laughs gently, that wonderful light laugh warming the room more than the fireplace in the lounge ever could hope to, as she drops back to all fours and crosses the rest of the way to the bed, using her magic to de-robe you. You're about to grab her and pull her up to you, but she gently pushes your hands away with her hooves before gently pushing your legs apart, presenting your erection for her.
 
“No, if you recall, I owe you for the service you gave me before,” she says as she lowers her face to your member, opening her mouth and tentatively poking your dick with her tongue, getting a taste of it before running her tongue from the base of your shaft all the way to the tip, breathing heatedly on it as she goes.
 
She returns her attention to the base, going lower and gently licking your balls before she takes one into her mouth, caressing it delicately with her hot tongue as she looks up at you to gauge how she's doing. The look of pleasure on your face, and the way she can feel your member twitching against her nose tells her she's on the right track. Slowly she lets go of your testicle, and repositions her mouth at the head of your cock, before pushing her head down and taking you in, all the way to the base.
 
 
 
 
You feel her nose bump against the spot just above your groin, and you feel the tip of your member at the back of her throat, but mostly you feel the incredible heat of her mouth all along your shaft and head, her elongated muzzle and tongue delicately moving around your cock as she begins to piston her head slowly, back and forth.
 
You let out a sharp breath as she starts moving her tongue around your shaft while her head moves forward and back, gaining speed before slowing down to an incredibly long, and amazing feeling, slurp that ends with her briefly releasing your dick so she can kiss its head. The cool air feels intense as her saliva cools quickly, but she wraps you back up with her mouth before you can urge her to continue.
 
You can't help but grunt in pleasure at her service, and before you can stop yourself you put your hands on her head and begin pushing her faster.
 
She lets out a muffled sound as you gently push your hips forward, unable to stop yourself from seeking release in this pleasure. It doesn't take long with her piston motion and your assistance until you feel it welling up inside your gut, your dick twitching in Luna's mouth as you tell her you're going to come.
 
She pushes your hands away and forces her head all the way down again as you go over the edge, feeling your member throb incredibly before you blow your seed into her mouth and throat as her tongue moves over your shaft and head, licking as much of the fluid as she can get while she swallows noisily, the deep gulping sounds only contested by your heavy breathing in the otherwise silent room.
 
Finally, satisfied with cleaning you, she lets your cock slowly fall from her mouth, a strand of saliva stretching between her smiling lips and your still erect member. She gives it a final lick, almost playfully, before using her front hooves to raise herself up, slowly clambering onto the bed over you and forcing you to lie on your back.
 
 
 
 
 
“Now that we're even on that front,” she says as she removes her bath robe from her shoulders, “I think we can continue.”
 
Maybe it's the questioning look on your face, but she leans forward and gives you a deep kiss, using that same amazing tongue that was just caressing your cock into your mouth. When the kiss breaks, she says, “I thought our night should be a bit longer than before, and I wanted it to be special....so....I may have slipped a certain something into our food to make the night more....interesting.”
That explains why she got aggressive, not that you're complaining.
 
You have to move back along the bed so that Luna can properly straddle you, rubbing herself on  your stomach through her now dampened panties, making your stomach sticky as she moans. Feeling you need to regain some control, you move a hand over the top of her panties, feeling her perky teats that poke through the thin fabric and making her shudder as you make one bend and flick with a palm. You slip that hand under the panties, using two fingers to tweak one of them, and are rewarded with the sound of Luna squealing in delight as she breathes hard, body heating up and shuddering against yours as she suddenly hops up and down gently, slapping wetly against your belly.
 
But this is no position to take a pony in, not for the first time, and though it takes some convincing to get through her heat addled mind, you finally get her to turn and climb off you, presenting her supple ass to you with her front lowered to the bed.
 
The panties she put on are near soaked now, fluids running down the inside of her hind legs as she pants and sways, whispering for you to hurry as you gaze at her cunt through the soaked, transparent, fabric. Quickly you grab the edges of the panties and drag them down, ruffling her short coat as the wet cloth runs down them. You're halfway through pulling them down her leg when you get squirted with some fluids, and look square into her marecunt as it flexes and squirts you again.
 
“Please,” she says pleadingly, “Hurry! I want you, no, I NEED you!”
 
Whatever was in that food  has got her really riled up, and after you touch the edge of her glistening slit, eliciting a sharp moan of pleasure from Luna, also has apparently made her real sensitive.
 
 
 
But you can't just stick it in her, you decide, you've gotta make her sweat a bit. And return some of that nice oral service you received.
 
You use your thumbs to spread her cheeks apart, and she pants wetly as her cunt flexes again, before you press your head against her and stick your tongue inside.
 
She cries out, loudly, and her whole body twitches as you probe her insides with your tongue, tasting her hot fluids and smelling the sharp, heated smell of her desire as you suck on her clit, sending a whole new series of twitches throughout her body as she buries her face in the bed and moans incredibly loudly. You're beginning to appreciate just how remote this cabin is as you stop to slip a finger inside her.
 
The convulsions are amazing, grabbing your finger, turning it, pressing it, fluctuating around it as you pump your finger in and out of Luna, sending a copious amount of fluids down her legs and over the bed as she grunts and coos.
 
“P-please! More! I, AH, c-can't take this!”
 
With a final clench on her clit with your fingers, one that causes her to send another streak of fluids across the bed, you raise yourself to your knees and line your hips up with hers after steadying her flank with a hand.
 
You can't bring yourself to tease her more than a little, putting just the tip in her wet slit and running it vertically to stimulate her some more, earning another peal of pleasure ridden moaning as she begs you not to keep her waiting any longer.
 
 
With a gentle slap on her rear, you start to push yourself into her, slowly, feeling every inch of your cock enter her as she spasms around you, and she arcs her head back, face flush and sweating, her mane disheveled, before she pushes her hips back and slams you the rest of the way home, making both of you cry out at the wonderful sensation of being connected, and with you so deep in her.
 
You don't have to ask if she's alright, her moaning and the way her hips start to move without prompt telling you to get going.
 
You move your hips opposite the gentle movement of her own, making sure that when you push against her you slap it in real good, making her cry out with every thrust as you grip her supple ass with both hands, feeling it push back between your fingers as you push against her. The sensation inside is incredible, her muscles moving and contracting around your dick in ways you've never felt before, and the heat! The heat is intense, all the twitching, throbbing, ecstasy inducing sensations  magnified by that heat as you pick up the pace and start pumping in and out of Luna with gusto.
 
 
 
 
The wet squelching noise of you thrusting in and out of her echoes in the room, competing with the moans of pleasure from both of you, and the never ending slapping sound of your balls hitting her underside. Suddenly thinking of it, you reach your right hand under her and begin playing with her teats while you fuck her, forcing Luna to arc her head back and moan at the full body mirror opposite the bed.
 
She spasms extra hard suddenly, her insides feeling like they plan to tear your dick off, and you look up to see her staring at the mirror. At the reflection of her getting pounded by you. She stares with half lidded, pleasure stricken eyes, mesmerized at her own happily twisted face as her body shudders under your pounding. A twist of her teats causes her to elicit a sharp squeal, and she has to shut her eyes against the sensory overload as she buries her face in the bed once more, still moaning loud enough to be heard over the wet noises coming from the two of you.
 
You kick the pace up one final notch, knowing that you're nearing your brink yet again already. But based on how Luna's behaving, she's near the end too, her hind legs quaking under your assault as she struggles to keep herself up. She raises her head again, and this time when she looks at the mirror she looks at your reflection.
 
“I, ah, I-I love you! Aha! L-love you!”
 
You thrust into her some more, giving a gentle slap of her cutie mark with your hand, telling her you're near the edge. She manages to tell you she's near too, and you hit the home stretch as you near the end.
The heat and all the convulsions around your cock are finally too much, and you thrust into Luna as hard as you can, over and over again until both of you cry out, and release at the same time as your dick throbs almost painfully with release.
 
Her cunt clenches around your shaft hard enough to make you stop moving, as it flexes and moves, milking your cock for every lost drop of the thick seed you spray her insides with. Even well after you've finished firing those strands of hot sperm into her, her marecunt clenches and flexes around your member, and she moans softly at how hot it is, how warm her insides are, as you finally manage to pull out of her with an audible pop, and get to bear witness to fluids running down her hind legs as she collapses to her belly, panting heavily and shaking all over from the strength of her orgasm.
 
 
You lie back on the bed, panting just as Luna does, both of you trying to regain your breath. Luna somehow manages to succeed first, crawling across the bed until she's facing you again, and quickly takes your cock into her mouth a second time, lavishly licking it until she's cleaned it again. When she finishes, she smacks her lips and gives you a look that sends the message clearly;
 
“The night is young, and we're just getting started.”
 
 
Some time the next morning, the two of you are finally spent. So exhausted that you feel you can barely move, let alone go for another round. Luna lies beside you, an arm draped over your sweaty chest, panting as she rests her head on your shoulder, the fur around her hind legs and flanks riddled with tufts coated in varying fluids, ranging from organic to the remains of whipped cream you used when the party inevitably shifted into the kitchen. You don't quite recall how you got there, just how you propped her up on the counter and coated her in whipped cream before eating her out, then following it up with her taking charge and riding you on the floor.
 
You even got her to change into Nightmare Moon for you, once, until her mentality, soaked in lust, whatever was in that food, and the mentality of Nightmare Moon, made the situation a little too domineering for your taste. It's sort of funny, you decide in hindsight, that you had to ride Nightmare Moon into submission to get her to turn back into Luna. But, that's a story for another time.
 
For the time being, the two of you lie spent as the first rays of dawn shine through the covered window in the room, and you wonder who's going to clean up the messes the two of you made. You roll over and take Luna into your arms, kissing her forehead, avoiding her horn, and smiling back at the tired pony who you've decided to spend your life with. Even if you have to clean, it's definitely been worth it.
 
And so, the two of you fall asleep in each others arms yet again. This time as true lovers.