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Sunsets Over a Gala

by TheMessenger

Chapter 1: Prologue: Love Blooms

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Prologue: Love Blooms

"Well, now we know he definitely has your appetite."

The mismatched being of animal parts grinned devilishly as a velvet pillow flew into his face. A few loose feathers drifted out and stuck stubbornly to the Draconequus's fur. He chuckled as he floated next to the elegant mare lying in bed. Her coat was white, as were the feathers of her wings, save for her flanks which were adorn with a bright yellow emblem of a sun on both sides. A single spiraling horn sprung from her forehead and out from beneath her aurora-like mane. The horn glowed gold, as did the edges of the cushion that served as her weapon.

A large plate sat in front of her, dotted with cake crumbs and spots of icing. The mare scowled as she lifted the plate with her magic and licked away the remains.

"Very princess-like," the Draconquus sneered, resting his chin in a paw. He grabbed hold of a discarded fork with his other hand and twirled it around in his bird-like talons. He threw the silverware into his mouth and swallowed with a dramatized gulp.

"How are you in any position to judge?" the Alicorn asked, setting her plate to the side and shifting over. The bulge of her belly was now much more obvious. "Twilight still refuses to dine with us after the last incident."

There was a chuckle. "Funny, I always thought she was the forgiving type. Still a stick-in-the-mud after all these years. Don't worry, Junior," he whispered to the mare's stomach. "I'll make sure Auntie Pinkie and Auntie Flutters are the ones who babysit."

"What makes you so certain it's a boy?"

"Celestia, Celestia, Celestia, please. You of all ponies should know better than to question my hunches. Have I ever been wrong before?"

"How many bits did you lose again this year to Shining Armor?"

"That depends," the Draconequus said, stroking the tuff of white fur hanging from his chin. "How many hoofball games were there this season?"

The pony giggled. "I'm still surprised you didn't cheat."

"You wound me, Celestia. I always play fair, in a twisted sense of fairness."

Princess Celestia sighed, stretching her slender legs outward. "We still need to come up with a name, you know."

"Oh, I know! What about-"

"We are not calling our child 'Discord Jr.'"

"Okay, how's-"

"No 'Discord the Second' either. Or any variation of that."

"Humph, so much for that," Discord the First grumbled, crumbling up a long list and tossing it out the window. "What about Diddy then?"

Celestia tapped her chin. "Hmm, what do you think of Aurora?" The princess sighed as her husband's face twisted into a horrified gag. "Yeah I didn't think you'd like it."

"What kind of sick monster are you, giving our son a girl's name?"

"If you're so sure we're having a son then...I like Solaris, that's a nice name."

"Nah, I like Diddy. What do you think, Junior?" Discord leaned forward, placing an ear on the princess's belly. "You like Diddy, don't you boy?"

There was no reaction. Celestia grinned triumphantly.

"Hey, that doesn't mean he likes..." Discord pretended to gagged. "Solaris."

The Draconequus jerked his head back just as his wife gasped. "Did you feel that?" she asked.

"Yeah, looks like our son's got quite the kick. Not much sense in taste though. Oh well." He patted the bulge. "That'll come with age. I'm still going to call him Diddy, you know." His paw drifted lower...

"Discord!"

"Oh come on. It's been ages. I'm bored and you've been stressed. I told you to take a break from all that delegating and princess-ing and stuff but you never do listen. I'm sure you could blow off some steam right now." Both of his hands rubbed gently against the princess's shoulder and around the wings. "It'd do you some good."

"Oh, that's...wonderful," purred Celestia's.

"I know I am," Discord chuckled, dipping his head and running his tongue against her soft neck. Celestia moaned, shivering in pleasure. His tongue traveled upward, venturing into the mare's welcoming mouth. The two locked lips.

All too soon Discord broke the kiss, leaving a rather disappointed Celestia staring up at him in confusion.

The Draconequus smirked. "What, you want me to continue?" Almost instantly his smug smile disappeared as his wife responded with a matching grin.

"Say it first."

"W-was that a yes or a no?"

Now it was Celestia's turn to laugh. "I think we both know the answer," she said, drawing circles in Discord's chest with her hoof. "But first you have to say it. Go on."

Discord groaned. Something was muttered reluctantly under his breath.

"A little louder please."

"I...you."

"What was that?"

"Do I really have to every night?" Discord protested. "Seriously, you have the weirdest fetish ever, and that's coming from a guy as open-minded as me."

"What can I say?" said Celestia, tickling the Draconquus's chin with her flowing mane. Her lustful smile sent another audible gulp down Discord's throat. "I love it when you're honest. But if you'd rather not..." The Alicorn turned away with a sigh, laying her head against an undamaged pillow and closing her eyes. "I do have another busy day tomorrow, after all..."

Her smile returned as she felt the Draconequus leaned over and whispered into her ear:

"I...love you."

"Show me."

She leaned forward. His lips met hers.

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