"Easy..." I said.

"I'm... Fine." Orion said as I set him down in his bed. He glanced up at the ceiling, his head falling back onto the pillow as he breathed a sigh of relief.

"You okay?" I asked, chuckling a bit.

"Bed...Good." He mumbled, smothering his face with one of the pillows.

"Did you need anything?" I asked.

"Some water would be nice." He said, peeking his head out from between the pillows. The goofy sight brought a smile to my face as I held back a laugh.

"Right, stay here." I said with a nod, turning around and heading to the door.

"Take your time." He said, half muffled by the pillow returning to his face. I walked out into the hall and into the kitchen. I grabbed a glass off the table and filled it with water. I was walking back when I noticed a desk with several papers and books on it. I set the glass down and sat at the chair, looking at several sheets of what looked like hand written poetry. One in specific caught my eye.

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'Forbidden Dreams'

Oh, Luna
Carrier
Take my serenade
If this earthly love escapes
Then loving doors forbade!
Come, send my plea
Whilst I trace her constellation
And you, both
Hidden from mine eyes
Trace her hand, her heart, her eyes
To the other’s harmonization
If but for one night
Pity me, or give my heart
To her
The one, I know it true,
That you and I, Moon,
Both smile upon.
She whose eyes
Like lunar seas
So deep that hide such mystery
Whose hair enwraps my world
Like many-a brown meridian
From top to bottom
With energy
From end to world’s end.
Whose shadowy nature
Like paradox
Alights with creamy luminescence
To outshine her companion stars
And rears my gaze Heavenward
And implores my footfall north
To cross infinity on cadence and tune
Wishing to be where she stands
Her sublunary perilune.
Oh, I’m mad, I’m mad
Poor, Moon my only ear
For you are not the woman
Whom I wish, this song, to hear
And yet I dream
Beneath the Moon
Which I hope she dreams into
That this dream
Beneath the moon
Is one she dreams of too.

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I was speechless... He's written about me. It's beautiful!

"Orion..." I said to myself as I wiped away a tear. There was another one, written on the back side of the page. It read,

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'From Jupiter, With Love.'

You are saturn's rings when the rest of the galaxy has grown quiet.

You're a cluster of diamonds underneath a heat lamp.

No, you are the heat lamp
and all of the energy converted into light,
shining off of each of my facets,
without your light, cold, dark.
You are the light itself, the reason we were warned
not to stare at the sun
for fear we would collapse from its sheer brilliance

Let me resuscitate you
with more comparisons of you
and the way the planets shine even after
the sun has faded away

You are a cosmically ethereal being
with celestial thoughts
and interstellar eyes

I have so many things to say,
like the way I wish it was my words that put the curl in your hair,
or my pen that provided the pigment for your skin.

But for now, let the wisps at the end of your hair
and the breaths at the end of your words do the talking then

I could propose on a meteorite
and my dress can be made from every fallen star
and my ring will be moon dust and diamonds.
Your ring can be saturn's and you won't have to see it on your finger
to be reminded of the infinite ways i adore your soul.
I have your sapphire and i'm collecting pennies
from the gutters
until I have enough to furnish your surrounding fingers as well

For you, I'd fold the night sky 4 times like an old blanket
and tuck you in it while you sleep and hope
you dream of the stars.
I'd dream of you.
I'd have you wrapped around me
for you i'd whisper your name to every wildflower
on my walks in the springtime

I am 99.99% sure you aren't all human
and that some part of you is either
interstellar or angelic or perhaps both

I am simply phosphorescent dust
that you daintily coughed
out of your icy chambers of lungs
I am but fragments of your loveliness

Bless your constellation soul.
If there were flowers growing on the moon,
they would probably look a lot like you.

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I placed the paper down, tears streaming down my cheek as I read the last stanza. I've never read such a stunning and...Alluring... Poem. I've never read one about myself either... I wiped my face, sliding the papers back to their original spot and got up, walking back to his room. I looked in, he lying on his stomach, face first in the pillow. I walked towards the bed, and something hit me... He was crying.

"What's wrong?" I asked, my heart aching to hear his sobs.

"I don't deserve you..." He cried.

"Orion..." I said, placing a hand on his back.

"I'm worthless..." He said.

"No you aren't! I saw your poetry you wrote about me..." I said. He glanced up at me in surprise.

"You... Read that?" He asked, "It's all terrible... I can't write at all."

"I think it was fantastic... And don't you dare try to say it isn't." I said.

"But..." He muttered.

"I'm pulling rank on you mister... As Princess, I declare you to be the best writer in Ponyville." I said with a smile. "You're 'Orion'... You have you're own constellation!" I joked.

"I'm still just a couple specks in the night sky..." He sighed.

"You'll always be a star to me..." I said, wiping his tears away as I kissed him. He rolled over onto his back, staring up at me as I stared back, our eyes locked together. I climbed on top of him, kissing him as he wrapped his arms around me.

"I love you." He pulled away to say before I silenced him again.

My eyes widened as I pulled away, feeling something prodding me. "Oh..." I said, looking back at the bulge in his pants.

"Sorry..." He said with a weak chuckle. I smiled, taking my shirt off slowly as he watched, his breathing quickened. I grabbed his shirt and pulled it up and over his head, tossing it to the side along with mine. I bent down, lying my body on top of him, my breasts pressing against his chest as I looked into his anxious gaze.

"I might need some help with this part..." I said coyly. He looked at my back, reaching over to undo the bra strap. As soon as I heard it pop, I breathed a sigh of relief, feeling some pressure being taken off my chest.

"My turn..." I said, crawling back and undoing his jeans. I pulled them off, seeing his dog like cock already poking out as I tore his underwear off. I crawled forward, returning to my original position as I kissed him again. I felt his hands run down my sides, his touch electrifying. I felt him growing, sliding between my cheeks as I glanced back at it's length.

"It's always the shy ones..." I said, looking down at him as he placed his hands on my waist. I lifted myself up, positioning myself over him, the tip pressing against my eager cunt.

"Luna... I..." He mumbled.

"I want this..." I said, rubbing my hand through his hair. "Now... Show me how to write poetry."

I pressed myself down, both of us moaning as he penetrated me.

"God..." He grunted with each inch he slid in.

"Just... A little more..." I panted as I continued to slide down, hitting his balls, "There...We go..." I sighed.

He started moving his hips, thrusting lightly until I got used to it. I felt every inch of him inside, filling me.

"Don't stop..." I moaned as he grabbed my breasts, gently massaging them. He quickly pulled out and twisted me around, facing away from him as he pushed back into me. I gasped as I felt him reach around, pushing on my clit. My mouth shot open as I was pulled back, my head next to his as he grabbed my breasts again.

"FNNGH!" I grunted, tightening around him as my first orgasm raced through me. His pace wasn't slowed at all, pushing deeper with each thrust. I felt a new wave of pleasure as he started hitting my cervix with each push.

"H- How... Are you still....Growing..." I gasped, my pussy spasming around his shaft. Before I could say anything I was silenced by a kiss. My eyes rolled back, another orgasm hitting me hard.

"You feel so good..." He said after he pulled away from the kiss, each thrust lasting longer due to his increased length.

"I... I can't..." I sputtered.

"Let me..." He said, pulling out and lying me on my back in the bed. He bend forward, lying atop me as we embraced each other. He kissed me, the warmth of his lips driving me crazy as I felt him grinding himself against my cunt.

"I want you... Please..." I moaned. With a nod, he thrust in, his entire dick entering me at once as I felt him pierce straight into my womb. I screamed, my nails digging into his back. I couldn't speak anymore, he had taken over... Not that I had any control in the first place. I felt him start to twitch, the extra movements pushing me over the edge again as I clamped down on him. His knot started swelling, feeling it hitting my entrance with each thrust. He started to pull out, but I wrapped my legs around him and pulled him back.

"You..." He panted.

"Yes..." I moaned. He pushed forward. I felt the knot stretching me as he slowly forced it in, my teeth gritting together. He pushed one last time, shoving the entire thing in. My tongue shot out as I clamped around it, my pussy trying it's hardest to milk him. I heard him grunt as a flood of warmth invaded me, sending spikes of pleasure through me. He fell on top of me, connecting his mouth to mine.

We sat there for a minute before he tried to pull out.

"No..." I said, holding him inside of me, "Let's just stay here for awhile..."

I rubbed my hand through his hair as he rest his head on my chest, an expression of bliss on my face as we held each other.

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"So..." Orion said.

"So?" Luna asked.

"Where do you want to go?" Orion said as they walked down the path, gazing into the windows of several stores.

"Princess Luna!" Rarity called, rushing towards us, "I had no idea you were in town!"

"Oh hello Rarity." Orion and Luna said, exchanging a quick look before giggling.

"Me and Orion are just finding something to do." Luna shrugged.

"I had no idea you two were together." Rarity said.

"It's rather recent." Luna replied, receiving a kiss from Orion.

"Well... There's a new store opening and I was thinking..." Rarity started.

"Shopping spree!" Luna and Rarity said together.

"Sure..." Orion laughed, following them as fast as he could as they ran off together.

"Wait up!" Orion yelled, already panting, "I'm... So.... Out of shape..."

Author's Notes:

"I don't hate clop and have never claimed to. I hate POINTLESS clop."

---- rikusorasephiroth