Gleaming could never forget the first time she met Princess Luna. It was the eve of the Summer Sun Celebration, and Shining Armor had just spent the entire day patrolling the Canterlot streets waiting for some kind of doom or catastrophe to fall upon the city. But instead the sky returned to normal, order resumed without incident, and Celestia returned from parts unknown… only to shut herself away in her quarters.

Shining was summoned not long after. He recalled how he walked into Celestia’s room, gasping at the ridiculous pressure of the defensive spells inside. It took him a moment before he could regain himself, and that’s when he saw a red-eyed, tear-streaked Celestia, laying by the fireplace with a face like stone.

But what caught his eye more was what was sheltered beneath Celestia’s wing. A periwinkle alicorn, haggard and weak, looking into the flames with a thousand-yard stare.

Shining’s breath caught in his throat. “Princess…”

“Captain Shining Armor,” Celestia said. “Allow me to introduce my sister, Princess Luna. She‘s just been purified of the entity that was Nightmare Moon, and she will soon be resuming her duties as co-ruler of Equestria. You will treat her as you would treat me.”

Luna was weak and pale, slumped against Celestia like a ragdoll. She was shivering even so close to the flames, her body reverted to a filly’s form. Granted, an alicorn filly was still the size of a full-grown mare, but compared to Celestia...

“Your assignment is to protect her until she recovers,” Celestia continued. “There are a great many threats to her while she’s like this, and I will NOT allow any further harm to come to her. She has suffered quite enough.”

Shining didn’t know what to say. He’d heard the legends of the Mare in the Moon, but this?! This had to be some kind of joke! There was no way this little mare could be—

Luna looked over with those ancient, soul-piercing eyes.

Shining was kneeling before he even realized it.

Celestia couldn’t help but laugh. “Erm, apologies, Captain. Her magic is a bit on the fritz right now.”

Shining could barely breathe. It felt like his very essence had been brought to heel with the flick of a whim! His mind was being searched and read like a book!

The brother of Twilight Sparkle… A tired voice sounded in Shining’s mind, soothing his pain with a gentle caress. T’would seem mine fate is entwined with this house. One a scholar, the other a soldier, pure and powerful prodigies both. I sense the wheels of destiny turn around you, young Captain. I believe I shall keep an eye on you...

“Welcome to the party, Auntie Lulu!” Eros made a note to speak loud enough so all around could hear. “Enjoying yourself so far?”

Luna, who was a far cry from how she’d been that fateful night, hugged Eros and took stock of his genderswapped form. “Indeed, Nephew. T’would seem I owe you some bits—you are indeed taller than me in that form. You might even be taller than Tia!”

Luna was a proper adult now, only about a head shorter than Eros. Her mane and tail had regained their starry quality, and there was a calm air about her that was almost dreamlike.

Eros laughed. “We’ll have to test it sometime. Maybe we’ll do it when we come down for your baby shower, hmm?”

Luna laughed and shook her head. “There’ll be no such thing! There are much more qualified parents out there than I’ll ever be. I’m a surrogate for these children, nothing more.”

It wasn’t all that obvious yet, but it was starting to be. At sixteen weeks into her pregnancy, Luna’s middle was filling out, rounding into a proper maternal shape. The curves of her body were softer, a smile on her face that never quite went away. The glow of her mane and tail was extraordinarily bright, filled to the brim with vigor and life, her lustrous coat shining in the moonlight.

Eros smirked. “I think you’d be a better of a parent then you’re willing to admit.”

Luna scoffed. “I wouldn’t know the first thing to do with a foal! They’d likely wind up driving me up the wall.”

“Hi, Luna!” Spike said, waving. “Your entrance was really neat! It gave me chills!”

It took Luna a second to find who was talking. She finally smiled upon seeing Spike curled around Eros’ shoulders.

“What are you doing there, little comet?” She leaned in and gave him an eskimo kiss. “Enjoy doing that while you can. You’ll soon be too big for it.”

“Nuh-uh!” said Spike. “Being big is boring! I’ll just find a way to shrink myself down.”

“Is that so?” Luna tickled his chin with a brush of magic. “Perhaps Twilight Sparkle and I will arrange that then, someday.”

A short ways away, Dusk cleared his throat.

Luna turned. “Speaking of which…”

She swept over to examine him. They could almost see eye-to-eye, with Dusk being just a touch taller.

“G-Good to see you, Princess!” Dusk said. “Erm… surprise?”

Luna smiled. “Surprise, indeed.”

“Wow, Princess! That. Was. AWESOME!” Rainbow scooted closer and put a hoof around Dusk. “Holy hay, you sure know how to go all out! We didn’t even know you were in town!”

Luna turned to him, chuckling. “I’ve found keeping a low profile makes travel much easier, Rainbow Dash.”

“Um, wh-what brings you up here?” Dusk asked. “Is something wrong at all?”

“Quite the opposite.” Luna tilted her head at Eros. “The addition of so many crystal pony volunteers to the thestral repopulation campaign has required us to step up the scale of the operation.”

Rainbow snickered. “So what you’re saying is that B.R.E.A.S.T.S is expan—”

Dusk cuffed him with a wing.

Luna looked between them, noting how close they were with each other. There was a moment of silence before she giggled.

“I was wondering when you two would announce your courtship,” she said.

Dusk and Rainbow both did a double-take.

“What?!” Dusk squawked.

“Oh, cool! You knew!” Rainbow said. “That makes things easier.”

“But of course I knew.” Luna’s expression grew quite serious. “It’s my responsibility to watch over the dreams of ponies at risk of psychic attack. Queen Chrysalis’ assault showed me just how vulnerable we are to such tactics.”

Gleaming and Eros looked away with grim faces.

Dusk and Rainbow exchanged a quick look, something silent passing between them before turning back to Luna.

“I suppose this goes without saying, but uh…” Dusk’s wings fidgeted at his sides. “We’d appreciate it if you keep what you see in our dreams to yourself. Please?”

Rainbow nodded. “Ditto.”

Luna’s smile returned. “Your minds and thoughts are your own. I promise.”

Gleaming and Eros sidled a little closer to each other. Even months afterward they’d still occasionally woken up in a cold sweat, lost and in a daze, dashing for a mirror to see if their eyes held that sickly green...

Luna exchanged a few more pleasantries with Dusk and Rainbow before at last coming over to Gleaming. She sat beside in a newly-arrived chair with a small sigh.

“Well met, Niece,” Luna said. “Your costume is entertaining, although also rather impractical. Forgive me, but I do not see the purpose of having three swords.”

Gleaming laughed at that. “One of my helpers was the one who insisted on it. Said it was a reference to some popular story.”

Luna yawned as she sank back into her cushions. “I’m still catching up the last few decades of popular culture...”

Gleaming took note of Luna’s fatigue, glancing down at her aunt’s smaller baby bump. “How’re you feeling?”

Luna shrugged. “You might imagine that I’m still not used to having only one cup of coffee upon waking.”

Gleaming could relate to that. Limited caffeine was probably in her top five things she disliked so far about being pregnant.

“Though I might pose the same question to you,” Luna said, looking over at Gleaming. “You may not look tired, but my guards informed me of the light show you put on for your recruits earlier today in your teaching session. Do you think it wise to use so much magic in your demonstrations?”

Gleaming’s cheeks flushed a bit. “I... have a lot of magic to burn. My doctor’s having Twilight and Eros supplement me with energy. The tykes are absorbing most of it, but I start to feel antsy if I don’t keep casting.”

Eros nodded. “It’s been a learning process. We’re getting better about the amounts, though.”

Luna raised a hoof to her chin. “I do recall you mention your healer’s plan for your children’s magic development. Unorthodox, but it does seem to be working.”

Gleaming sighed. The warm, weighty mass of her womb moved with her slow, steady breaths, throbbing gently every time one of her little ones moved. Constant heat blossomed out from her core, swirling lazily throughout her body before sinking into her supple skin. The enormous meal she’d just eaten was merrily digesting away, the fullness of her gut adding to her satisfaction, and soon, her tummy would swell even more from it, larger and larger as her children grew...

Luna noted Gleaming’s silence and followed her gaze. “Your rate of progression is impressive, even for the number of foals you carry. How many was it again?”

Gleaming snuggled against Eros, her horn not even coming up to his chin. “Five. Five big, strong foals from my big, strong stallion. We’re definitely gonna have our hooves full.”

Eros swept his enormous wing over her like a blanket. “Hehe, we’re currently in the process of hiring an army of nannies.”

Spike pretended to gag. He hopped off of Eros before anything more could happen, making his way over to Dusk and Rainbow instead.

“I would caution not assigning all your foalrearing responsibilities to strangers,” Luna said. “You do not want your own children to see you as strangers.”

Gleaming and Eros exchanged a glance at that with shared grins.

Luna cocked her head. “What?”

“Let’s just say that’s a high priority for both of us,” said Eros. “We’re still figuring out the scheduling, but we think we can find a good balance.”

Gleaming giggled. “The problem might wind up being that we’re spend too much time with them.”

Eros rolled his shoulders, his lithe muscles flexing, sending a collective murmur from all the nearby mares. “Gleamy will be the one that spends the most time with them at first, what with needing to nurse them and all. We’ll try to keep it even once they’re older, though.”

“Nursing…” Luna rested a hoof on her moderate swell. “I’ve been considering that, myself. I’ll likely need to take some time off once these little ones are born to rest, but Tia’s already said she’s fine with covering for me.”

Both Eros and Gleaming blinked several times, Luna’s words hanging in the air.

“Little ones?” Eros said at last. “As in plural?”

Luna feigned surprise. “Oh my, that was supposed to be a secret…”

Gleaming’s eyes filled her head. “Oh my gosh! Luna!”

Eros was grinning from ear to ear. “How many how many how many?!”

Luna snickered. “Now that, I think I’ll keep to myself. T’is a cruel irony, wouldn’t you say? Tia and I are unable to have foals of our own, but we’re ideal for having somepony else’s. Destiny is a strange mistress, indeed…”

Gleaming didn’t know what to say. The younger of the royal sisters had never been an easy one to read, but if Gleaming had to guess, there was more than one reason why Luna had chosen to become so involved in her own campaign.

“I know I’ve said this before, but you’re quite brave for doing this,” Luna said to Gleaming. “It must be strange as a stallion to be in such a situation. I do hope you haven’t faced much persecution for your choice.”

Gleaming was indifferent. “I don’t mind if there’s a little bit of muttering because of it. We’re getting more out of it than we ever dreamed!”

Eros perked up at this. “Oh! That reminds me. Is there anything you know about natural alicorn births, Auntie? The doctors have been throwing theories around, but I figured that if anypony would know more, it’d be you.”

Luna’s gaze flicked from side to side. “The healers of today likely have a better understanding of the cause than I. My own mother and father were nothing special, and there was almost nothing known about genetics in millennia past.”

Gleaming’s spirits sank. They hadn’t been expecting much, but it would’ve been nice if Luna had known something more. A new piece to add to the puzzle, as it were.

“Speaking of your healers,” Luna said. “I actually had an appointment with one of them while in between our meetings the other day—Doctor Natal.”

Gleaming perked back up. “What’d you think?”

Luna smirked. “The good doctor’s reputation precedes her. Such bluntness is quite the reprieve to the plot kissing I endure in my day-to-day.”

“Do you think you’ll have any problems?” Eros asked. “I mean, you had to tell Talia how many you’re having. Was she concerned?”

Luna shook her head. “Unlike fair Gleaming Shield, I have the energy and hardiness to support an extreme pregnancy without outside assistance. It does not matter if I’m with two, twenty, or more. The moon and the stars will sustain.”

Hmph. Some ponies got all the luck. Gleaming supposed that it was a good thing in the long run, but she swore, things were never easy for her. Maybe that was another aspect of the ‘destiny,’ Luna was fond of referring to.

“Wanna make it a bit of a contest?” Gleaming asked. “Let’s see who has the bigger baby bump when it’s time to foal, eh? I bet I beat you by a landslide.”

Luna got an awkward look. “Erm… I don’t think that that would be fair.”

Gleaming shrugged. “Hey, if you know you won’t win—”

“I mean it wouldn’t be fair for you.” Luna tilted her head at the crowd. “Remember that we are in the public eye, Niece. We must not engage in such acts of one-upmareship.”

Okay, now Gleaming was intrigued. Wouldn’t be fair for her? She was carrying quintuplets! The odds of getting pregnant with anything more than twins were astronomical! What did Luna do… to…

“You used some kind of fertility magic,” Gleaming realized. “You had to have.”

A bit of pink crept into Luna’s cheeks. “I didn’t want to take any chances! I wasn’t sure whether I was able to become pregnant at all!”

Gleaming wasn’t sure whether to be amused or concerned. But either way, if it was enough for Luna to say a competition would be a landslide in her favor—

Something poked Gleaming in the side.

It started out faint, barely noticeable through the clothing, but as the seconds passed it grew larger, snaking its way out of its hiding place. Gleaming felt the heat of Eros’ privates grow, his stallionhood pressing against her like a throbbing rod of steel, each throb making it that much thicker... heavier...

“Ahem. An unexpected occurrence, but fortunate in the long run,” Luna continued, her ears still pinned against her head. “ And as I said, my physiology is more than up to such a task… although, there may be some challenges. For instance, I’ve had to set the Mage’s Guild with the task of coming up with a spell to prevent me from becoming immobile.”

Gleaming could feel Eros’ length pressing up more and more against her, his wing hugging her tight. She glanced up and saw that his face was flushed, his tongue wetting his lips as he breathed through his nose.

“I’m… glad to hear it.” Gleaming fought to keep her voice even as she started to become randy herself. Sneakily, she picked up one of Eros’ hooves and placed it on her belly, eliciting the tiniest of groans from him. “As long as you and the babies are going to be okay—that’s the most important bit. I imagine the press is going to have a field day with this, though.”

“Most likely,” Luna agreed, grinning. “Though I’m fine with that! A fun little distraction from the regular droll news reports, don’t you think? ‘How Many Foals is Princess Luna Having?!’ I can already see ponies making bets.”

Eros was making louder and louder grunts as he wiggled in place, his hoof massaging Gleaming’s taut tummy with care. Occasionally he’d tease her navel, sending little jolts through her each time, and she could feel a wetness from his tip, their costumes sticking together—

“Oy!” Rainbow walked up to them. Beside him were Dusk and Spike. “We’re gonna trick-or-treating! Wanna come?”

Eros pursed his lips. “E-Erm…” He flicked his tail like he was trying to swat a fly. “I think we’re gonna stay here. Might even turn in early.”

“Yeah!” Gleaming said a little too quickly. She yawned for try and cover for it. “Big day with the troops! Need my sleep.”

“Ah, come on!” Rainbow gestured to the window, the streets beyond still dotted with candy seekers. “We’ve got a whole city to snag loot from!”

Luna brightened. “If they will not accompany you, then I shall!” She rose and made ready to leave. “Candy and treats await!”

Meanwhile, Dusk was studying Gleaming. “Everything okay?”

Gleaming replied with a look.

Dusk’s eyes shrunk to pinpricks. “Okaaaaay!” He turned and ushered Spike and Rainbow off the platform. “I guess we’ll just be off!, then”

“Huh? What?” Rainbow stumbled and jumped into the air on habit. “Twi—I mean, Dusk! Hey!”

Spike seemed just as confused… until he turned back and saw Gleaming’s look. “Y-Yeah! Trick-or-treating! Let’s go right now!”

Rainbow still didn’t get it, but Dusk was now pushing him with magic. “Ack! Not the scruff! Stoppit-stoppit! Okay, I’m going! Sheesh!”

Luna blinked several times. Curious, she glanced at Gleaming... and immediately scrunched up her face.

“Ah. You have a good glare.” Luna laughed and motioned to her guards. “Acquired it from watching your siblings, I imagine? That will serve you well as a parent.”

Gleaming’s thoughts were derailed. “I have what now?”

But Luna didn’t elaborate. “I must return to Canterlot in the morn. The details of our meetings will be my first priority, so you can expect the necessary staff and supplies to arrive by the new year. I’ll also be sending one of my advisors to assist with the logistics. You remember Apogee, yes?”

The image of a fatigued, snow-flecked bat pony surfaced in Gleaming’s mind. “Oh! Um, yes.”

Luna watched her guards clear a way for her through the crowd. “Additionally, I’d also like invite you both to Canterlot to attend the Winter’s Eve Revel. I know travel’s going to be more difficult for you in the coming months, Gleaming, but perhaps something else might be arranged?”

Gleaming blinked several times. “Such as?”

Luna produced a pair of blue, grape-sized glowing jewels. The aura they emitted was like they were sucking in the light around them.

“Summoning gems.” She gave one each to Eros and Gleaming. “Their workings are complex, but if you wear them, I’ll be able to summon you for a few hours time, even from a great distance. You would be able to attend to the festivities then.”

Gleaming frowned. “Do we just hold them or something?”

Luna nodded. “They are of the single-time use variety, so you needn’t worry about me yanking you across Equestria whenever I please. Do keep them in a safe place though, won’t you? They are rather difficult to make.”

Eros and Gleaming exchanged a few quiet words between themselves.

“We’ll be there.” Eros took the gems and tucked them safely away.

Luna winked at them, her gaze lingering for a moment longer on Gleaming. “Then I’ll see you in the morn. Try not to wear each other out too much before then.”

And with that she walked away.

Gleaming watched Luna go at a loss, but any further thoughts were interrupted by Eros’ breathy whispering in her ear.

“I need you. Stars above, I NEED you. Either we go upstairs right now, or I’m going to mount you right in front of this crowd...”

Okay, so they could probably work on their subtlety.

FLASH!

Eros and Gleaming teleported into their bedroom, already making out and groping each other like teenagers. They staggered over to the bed in a zigzag, and when Eros felt his calves bump against the box spring, he lifted Gleaming up onto the mattress with ease. Gleaming squeaked and gripped him tighter, the feel of his bulging muscles surrounding her and taking what he wanted...

Eros loomed over Gleaming. In an instant he’d ripped her costume off, sending all of it flying to crash into a corner. His own followed suit, their privates left free to kiss the air, and Eros’ dry, heady musk hit Gleaming all at once, released from the confines of his trousers to hit her like a lightning bolt on a dry field.

“Eros,” she inhaled deep. “Oh, yes…”

Eros nuzzled her wide belly, taking in her size while panting for breath. It felt like a bubble of air was rising in his chest, and he kissed her navel once, twice, thrice… before peppering her stomach with hard, darting pecks. He inhaled her sweet aroma, tinged with cocoa butter and the cloying heat from her sex, and finally he couldn’t hold back from rubbing his muzzle along Gleaming’s swollen middle, licking and tasting her skin like so many times before.

Gleaming nearly went cross-eyed. Her world was centered around Eros’ lips and tongue, his snorting exhales tickling her over and over. Butterflies were gathering in her stomach and fluttering through her veins, making her feel like she was floating. She rubbed the sides of her belly in small circles, the precious mass swaying ever-so-slightly. Eros was going a bit higher now, trailing upwards to nibble on her ribs, each teasing nip sending shocks through her that made her tail whip about.

“Guuuuuuuuuhhhh...” The groan came from the back of Gleaming’s throat. She caught the tangy smell of saliva-slick skin as her vision was gradually filled with Eros’ massive frame. “I thought… you were g-gonna—go fast?”

Eros didn’t reply. He trailed his tongue in a long, slow lick, going from her ribs to the hollow of her neck. His length brushed against her girth, drooling a sticky streak that dripped down to her heated slit. Gleaming’s world was pink, utterly dominated by Eros. His hooves were nearly the size of her head, his horn was twice the size of hers, and his wings were each the length of her entire body. She felt herself wink as his hooves THUDDED next to her ears, trapping her, and suddenly he was desperately kissing her, his needy tongue in her tiny mouth...

With a bit more magic, Eros moved Gleaming so he could lay on his side behind her. “I wish—ergh—wish I could make you more pregnant...”

Gleaming was still reeling, but the caught the tail end of that. “E-Eh?”

Eros buried his face in her mane. “I’d make you bigger, more pregnant—the rest of you growing to match—you’d tower over the very castle, our family taking up every room...”

Gleaming shivered. Her imagination ran wild—herself as a city-sized goddess. Her mountainous womb would carry entire generations all at once, and creatures from around the world would come to her, beseeching her for blessings, stroking and worshipping her belly, the power of life emanating from her.

Gleaming rolled on her side so Eros could embrace her. The bed groaned under their combined weight, his strong legs wrapping around her, pulling her in close and snuggling her against his chest. Her heart was singing as Eros’ stallionhood pressed against her cunny, and all she was thinking about was how she wanted a family so badly, their own little ponies to guide and protect.

Neither of them noticed the slight flash that glinted in Gleaming’s eyes, but if they had, they might have noticed how Eros’ body responded, his magic bubbling forth to pour into her. She was like a bottomless well that desired to be filled, and she arched back into him, crooning softly, her mind abuzz with power.

Eros slid inside Gleaming’s tight depths, her inner muscles pulling him in with a loud schlick. Inch after inch disappeared into her pregnant pussy, yet still she desired to be stuffed so very full. The thick bulge of his shaft could just be seen as she enveloped him in her hot, wet heat, his pre coating her tunnel as his medial ring slurped inside. His nuts were already swollen from the excitement, but now they bloated even more, his hefty sack resting against his thighs.

Gleaming’s jaw was slack, her shallow breaths fast and frequent. Five foals in her womb, an amazing supper in her belly, and Eros’ size deep inside her. Her horn crackled and sparked as his magic funneled into her, making her fly high, higher, higher, until she cried out and clamped down on his twitching cock. Eros snorted and bared his teeth before pushing harder, and soon he was in a daze, chewing on Gleaming’s ear while hilting again and again inside her.

Gleaming couldn’t get enough. She hadn’t even come down from the first peak and another was building already. Her heart hammered as Eros thrust back inside her, the tension in her core readying to explode once more. A faint glow appeared in her eyes from the magic being siphoned into her, and she pulled Eros’ arms tighter around her, making sure he stayed put. In reply, Eros started sucking on her horn like a lollipop, and her cries hit a whole new octave as he rutted her over and over.

Every stroke was bliss. Eros delighted in the sexy sounds Gleaming made, and he hit all her hotspots while fucking her in a steady rhythm. He played her like a violin, her noises the perfect melody as the muted beat of five heartbeats set his pace. He couldn’t stop if even if he wanted to, and soon he felt the pressure in his groin building, the bounty in his balls building up...

Gleaming swore she was cumming on every thrust. It might’ve just been that she was spacing out so much, but regardless. She did notice when her magic reserves were topped off, and while some dim, faint part of her noted that said reserves seemed a tad more… robust, the observation was forgotten. Her thoughts were centered on how Eros went in and out so easily, even though she was squeezing so HARD. He never went any faster or slower, and she delighted in how his nuts pressed against her pillowy rear, claiming her over and over. Maybe it was just her, but every time his balls seemed just a little bit larger with each thrust... denser… heavier... almost rumbling...

Eros’ hooves moved down to Gleaming’s womb. He dreamed of breeding this lovely mare over and over, to fill her with foals until their progeny spanned all of Equestria. That thought propelled him to go a little bit faster, spurring him on as his thrusts became uneven and jerky. Gleaming voiced her approval and moved in time with him, her silky walls massaging him, her eyes shining bright as his cockhead flared. Eros pushed himself inside one last time, his bowling ball-sized nuts contracting into his body, and then…

He was like a pent-up geyser. He felt every surge travel up his shaft, making his dick bulge hugely and building up with delicious pressure, releasing blissfully into Gleaming’s moist depths. On instinct he bit her mane and yanked, her tensing muscles making him cum even harder, his wings flaring behind him to their full span.

Gleaming’s mouth flew open, her eyes closed in an expression of bliss as she reached her highest peak. Her body flashed with every burst, his essence soaked up by her walls, absorbing the power and adding it to her own. Eros was cumming buckets and yet she drank it all in, a thick, liquid heat spreading out from her crotch to course through her.

Neither of them knew how long it lasted. All they knew was that one moment they were riding the high, and the next, they’d come down. Eros relaxed and went limp with a happy sigh, and Gleaming relaxed as well, humming and purring like a contented kitten. They both lay there for a few minutes in silence, basking in the afterglow while Eros’ member gradually retreating back to its sheath.

“That was... amazing,” he said at last. “Holy hay…”

Gleaming turned her head to give him a kiss. “Good for you too, eh?”

Eros grunted. “I’ll never get over how great it feels to be so empty. So opposite from how it is as a mare...”

Gleaming knew exactly what he meant. “Yeah, well, I’ll never get over how long it takes to empty you. What would you do if I wasn’t so horny all the time?”

“Heh.” Eros wiggled his hips, expecting to feel a sticky mess. “Probably masturbate a—”

He realized their lower halves were dry as a bone.

“—lot?”

He sat up and checked himself. The smell of sex was in the air, but aside from that, it looked like they’d just been laying down together. But he’d felt the cum sloshing around in his balls, even as he’d pumped it all into Gleaming!

Eros scratched his head. “Um…”

Gleaming noticed, too. She reached down and felt her marehood, but aside from the remnants of her own arousal, she didn’t feel anything sticky.

“What the…” She sat up and examined herself. She felt glowingly satisfied, a deep, saturated enjoyment that made her want to soar. She felt strong, too, like the weight between her legs was nothing at all.

Eros frowned in thought. “Did you cast a spell of some kind?”

“No,” Gleaming said. “Did you?”

He looked Gleaming over, curious. There wasn’t anything he could immediately tell, although... it almost was if her colors were brighter, more saturated.

Gleaming tilted her head from side to side. “So I guess… no clean-up?”

Eros wasn’t sure what to think, but he made a note to tell Talia about it the next time they saw her.

“Well, in that case…” Gleaming stole a quick kiss, then pushed him down so that he was on his back. She swung her leg over and straddled him, the weight of her womb resting heavily on his chest.

Gleaming’s smile turned lecherous. “Think you can do that three or four more times?”

Eros was already hard again. “Fuck, I love you...”

Author's Notes:

Fun fact: This chapter was originally going to be half this length, and only two parts at max. I'm fucking terrible at estimating shit, christ...

Next up in this story: Twilight Velvet and Night Light arrive in the Crystal Empire.