Moonstone – Chapter 13 “Wedding Bells and Broken Spells” - Part 1

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Staying with the princess, it turned out, was a double-edged sword. Fleur could have all of the debauched, delightful sex she could ever ask for, but her professional engagements suffered for her dalliances. The very first night staying with the princess was spent wrapped up in a rather intricate rope harness performing fellatio on a relatively sturdy strap-on. After she fell asleep, she was woken by a very insistent vibrator, which in hindsight, was a very exhilarating - and wet - way to start her day.

Day two wasn’t much different, save for the addition of a spider gag and a very tastefully-erected wooden contraption that made her stand on the very edge of her hooves to relieve pressure on her crotch. The day after that was even more intense, and so was the fourth… Fleur relished every second of it, but she was falling further and further behind on her more real-world obligations. She began to wonder if staying with the princess for the duration of the crisis was a mistake or not.

Soon enough though, everypony appeared to grow accustomed to the shield, or they found something more important to distract them. It was in the aftermath of one particularly passionate session that Luna brought it up to Fleur. They rested in her massive bathtub, soaking up the heat and minerals in the luscious water.

“Are you getting excited for the wedding?”

“I am indeed.” Fleur smiled. “Shining Armor has served the guard well, and Princess Cadance is a perfect match for him. I’m looking forward to their ceremony.”

“Hmm… I do hope everything goes well. I’m beginning to wonder if this wedding might draw some unwanted attention.”

“From whoever made the threat?” Fleur gave a soft ‘hmm’ of thought and lowered herself to her haunches in the water. “Perhaps… But that’s what the shield is for, right? To keep us safe…”

“You’re forgetting,” Luna countered, smiling coyly at Fleur. “Shining Armor is just a unicorn, and only one at that. He can only shield the city for so long.”

“Is he fading?” Fleur asked, suddenly a little more fearful than she ought to be. She hadn’t thought of Shining Armor’s fallibility as a pony. Shielding an entire city had to be incredibly difficult. If ever Fleur cursed herself for a sub-par understanding of magic, it’d be then. “I hope he lasts…”

“He’ll be fine, I’m sure.” Luna sighed, a ghost of a smile crossing her lips. “He’s a very resourceful captain, and we believe we’re getting close to finding the culprit.”

“That’s very good news!” Fleur bubbled over, beaming from ear-to-ear. “I’m sure he’ll find out whoever threatened you.”

“Indeed. Just yesterday, in fact, he sent Cadance down into the caverns beneath the castle to investigate a lead.” Luna nodded. “Shining Armor believes there’s something down there. He wanted to go himself, but Cadance didn’t want him being hurt or captured, thus breaking the shield.”

“That’s a very good idea. Cadance is a princess. She can handle herself against whatever’s down there.” Fleur felt much more confident in the safety of Canterlot. It seemed like Shining Armor had discovered an important lead, and if anypony could confirm or deny his suspicions, it’d be Cadance. Still, Fleur couldn't fully suppress the small bit of doubt in her mind. 'She's a princess, but how much can she really take? Do the Princesses even have limits? What if Cadance is ambushed?' These and other questions swirled in her mind, and Fleur couldn't help the frown that crossed her lips.

“What if she can’t, though?”

“Hmm?”

“What if whatever’s down there, whatever Shining sensed, is more than she can handle?”

“Well…” Luna frowned in thought. “Cadance is very skilled at evasion tactics, if nothing else. I’m sure she’ll either solve the problem - if there even is one - or seek help from the guard, myself, or Celestia.”

“Hmm.” Fleur sunk down into the water, just her nose resting above the silky, oily surface. Her mane wafted about her face, curling and undulating lazily in the water. 'Luna's probably right... I really should stop fretting about this. Cadance will be just fine down there, and this will all be over soon.' Fleur smiled a bit as her mind moved on to happier topics. “What about you? Are you excited for the wedding?”

“Not as much as you might think.” Luna shrugged indifferently. “You know me, I’m not terribly fond of large social engagements. Parties and dinners and such I can handle in small doses, but large events, I tend to shy away from. Still, I’m sure I’ll be required to attend… Or it’ll at least be expected of me. I’ll show up, give them my blessing, and smile for the ponies, but I don’t think I’ll enjoy it nearly as much as somepony like you would.” 'Well, she sounds surprisingly melancholy...' Fleur thought as she processed Luna's words. 'I know she isn't the biggest fan of large gatherings, and much preferred to spend her time in solitude or with a friend or two. But she shouldn't be that sad.'

Rather than address it, Fleur waded through the tub to press against Luna’s side. “Did you enjoy the last session?” She asked, nudging the princess.

“Hey now, that’s my question.” Luna chuckled, nipping Fleur’s ear. These were the moments that Fleur was most thankful for. The repeated orgasms and almost animalistic hunger she felt during their rough sessions were all fine and dandy, but Fleur almost liked the tenderness and passion they shared afterwards just as much.

Almost.

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Before Fleur could believe it, the day of the wedding was upon them. Fleur woke in Luna’s bedroom, feeling slightly groggy and a little hot. She kicked the covers off and lay flat on her back, staring up at the canopy for a few long moments. Memories of sweaty sessions and dozens of sticky, wet orgasms flitted through her mind, bringing a flush to her cheeks and a bit of arousal to her core.

She felt rested and relaxed, but overall, Fleur began to wonder how much longer the feeling would last. As it stood, they had pretty much done anything and everything Fleur could ever have wanted in the past week alone.

’How much more is there to bondage? Have we really run out of toys to use and kinks to explore?’ Not that Fleur was dissatisfied, but she knew in the future she very well might be. There was only so much Luna could do to her with ropes, vibrators, cuffs, harnesses, dildos, strap-ons, and all the other gear they had used. Drawing her lip between her teeth, Fleur rolled her head one side, looking at the bedroom door.

Still, there were things to do today. With a soft sigh, Fleur slipped out of Luna’s bed and leisurely made her way to the basement-level bathroom. She drew an extravagant bath, filled to the brim with oils and minerals, until the air was inundated with the heady scent of pure and utter relaxation. Her stress seemed to melt away as she slid into the bath, her worries for the future carried away by perfumed wisps of steam.

’I’m still really blessed to have a Princess for a dom. And with any luck, we’ll continue doing this for a long while.’ Fleur closed her eyes and allowed the tension to melt away, leaving nothing but utter relaxation in its wake. Worry over the state of their relationship gone, Fleur instead began preparing herself for the day.

And what a day it was going to be.

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Fleur emerged from Luna’s bedroom almost three hours later. The princess had seen fit to have a new dress custom-made for Fleur on this momentous occasion, and Fleur was moderately surprised to discover the dress came with a negligee as well. Fleur blushed as she examined the stunning crimson gown and coordinating black panties, wondering what Luna was getting at making her wear something typically reserved for steamy bedroom sessions. Except for important social events, ponies didn't typically wear clothes, relying on their tails to cover their more private areas. So, the presence of lingerie on top of an already stunning dress meant that Luna had something truly devious planned. Fleur had no idea what those plans might be, but she knew that the day of a royal wedding was not the best day to re-enact their experience at the New Year's Eve ball.

'On the other hoof, crimson is one of my favorite colors...'Now fully dressed, Fleur gently walked the halls of the castle, making her way towards the banquet hall, where the reception was to be held - or at least part of it. The event was so large the castle’s event planners had seen fit to open the reception out onto the castle grounds. But she needed to find Luna and ask about her clothing before doing anything else, and there was no better place to start than with the ever-helpful palace staff.

After a bit of asking around, Fleur had it from one of the party planners that the Princess hadn’t shown herself anywhere that morning. Disheartened, Fleur left the banquet hall and began to wander a little. 'Well, it's still relatively early; the ceremony won't be starting for hours, Fleur mused. 'And I haven’t seen any of my professional contacts in almost two weeks. Perhaps I should try to catch up with old friends and acquain—'

Fleur's thoughts were cut off as she rounded a corner and bumped into another pony. She blushed and started to apologize profusely before she realized that she had ran into the exact pony that she would have sought out first.

"Gemstone! How are you?" she squealed.

“It’s so good to see you again, Fleur.” Gemstone fell into step beside her, smiling warmly. “Feels like it’s been ages…”

“I know, at least six months… When was the last Public Education Drive?”

“Five months ago, but I didn’t attend. Diamond Cutter and I had a jeweler’s expo in Manehattan to attend. Last time I saw you was at Hoity Toity’s birthday.”

“Ugh,” Fleur rolled her eyes. “If ever I met a pony who was more self-centered-“

“You’d be talking to your ex-husband.” Gemstone laughed with Fleur, the two of them making their way to the castle grounds. They usurped one of the tables still in preparation, but the ponies bustling around didn’t pay any attention to two beautiful mares using their arrangement. Besides, Fleur was thankful she could talk to her friend again.

“How are you and Diamond doing, by the way?” Fleur asked, smiling as she rested her chin on her hoof and leaned in.

“Oh, you know… Same-old, same-old. I feel odd saying nothing major’s really happened, but it really hasn’t. We’ve just been getting by day to day. How about you? You and Luna have been awfully close as of late.” Gemstone leaned across the table to grin knowingly at Fleur, making the poor white unicorn blush softly.

“She’s a very nice pony to get to know. I really think you two would get along.”

“Why don’t you introduce us sometime?” Gemstone asked, waving a hoof slightly. “I promise, I won’t embarrass you.”

“Easier said than done.” Fleur grinned at her friend teasingly. “I’ll ask her how she feels about it. You know how the Princesses can be… It’s a pain getting them to attend anything that doesn’t affect Equestria directly.”

“Speaking of,” Gemstone glanced up at the ever-present pink bubble of magic surrounding the city, her voice dropping a little. “What’s going on with this shield?”

“Oh, that…” Fleur followed Gemstone’s gaze up to the dome of magic, sighing softly. “All I know is that there was a threat made against the Princesses. Princess Cadance went to investigate a claim down in the caverns, but from what I could gather, it was a false lead. Since then, everypony’s been too busy with the wedding to try and discover what in the name of the stars is happening.” Fleur shrugged it off with a warm smile. “After the wedding, the guard and the Princesses are likely going to devote everything they have to finding the culprit.”

“Here’s hoping they find whoever it is.” Gemstone sighed softly. “I tell you, getting in and out of the city is a real hassle… You have to pass through these checkpoints, and they ask so many questions… You should be lucky you don’t have to leave any time soon.”

“True,” Fleur sighed and hung her head. 'She's right - I haven't left the city in quite a while now. Then again, I don't have to leave, either. Everything, and everypony, that I need is right here, safe inside this protective pink bubble.'

Fleur wasn't sure if she should be happy or sad about that. Either way, she smiled at Gemstone. “Everything will be fine. We ought to focus on today.”

“Oh, my goodness! Did you see Photo Finish? And that ghastly dress she’s wearing?”

“I didn’t want to say anything!” Fleur tittered, covering her giggle with a hoof. The two of them fell right back into old habits, gossiping and laughing with one another. They began to draw a crowd of acquaintances and socialites, all of them laughing, talking, and lounging on the castle grounds. Fleur received many more compliments on her dress than she ever had in the past. She wasn’t sure if it was due to the perfect fit of the deep red cloth, or her sexy confidence in knowing that underneath the silky-smooth fabric, she wore a pair of skimpy panties that would probably label her a deviant should anypony else find out.

'Given the things I've indulged in with Luna, I probably am a deviant,' she thought as her mind wandered to a more secluded and sultry place. With each new session, she grew more and more inclined to the rough brand of lovemaking Luna had introduced her to. Going back to the ‘traditional’ way Fancy Pants used to take part in seemed boorish to her. She had to stifle a yawn at the thought of typical intercourse.

Grinning softly to herself, Fleur turned her attention back to the other socialites, albeit with a slight flush.

“Fleur? You alright, darling?”

“Just fine, Gem.” She beamed at her friend. “It’s just the heat.”

“Oh tell me about it! It’s so hot and muggy-“