Author's Notes:

As it says in the chapter title, this was written by Cryptic, and has been moved over here from the main story. Rest assured, there will be another Celestia chapter soon.

Baen trotted inside his house and glanced about. Everything was as it should be. The circular table where he ate dinner rested where it usually did with matching dark wooden chairs surrounding it. The sun was hanging low in the sky and dipping below the horizon. He ventured to his fridge and opened it to search for something to ease his nerves, after the latest event of the day, he just needed to unwind. After a bit of searching, he produced a large jug of hard cider, courtesy of a certain apple mare. Walking to his living room, he plopped on his couch and reached over for his mug, courtesy of a certain fashion mare that was surprisingly good with gems and glass carving.

Standing, he walked to his kitchen, but was halted by the sound of knocking on his door. Glancing over, he could only hazard a guess of who it might be at this hour.

“Pinkie Pie, I thought I said I don’t want to go to one of your late night,” he opened the door and stared at the culprit.

“Good evening Baen,” Princess Celestia smiled down at the silent barbarian, “I hope you don’t mind me dropping in this late, but I just finished lowering the sun and visiting Princess Twilight. So I thought I would pop on by and check on Equestria’s resident barbarian since I was in the neighborhood.”

Baen smiled slightly, “Well it’s good to see you. Actually you came at quite the opportune time, I was just about to crack open a jug of spirits.”

Celestia tilted her head with a grin, “Really now?”

“Just to unwind after a day of training, that’s all,” he thought for a moment as the princess stared curiously at him, “Actually,” he smiled, “Care to join me m’lady?”

Celestia became unsure at the invitation, “I don’t know…I’m not really one for indulging in drink.”

“Come on Celestia,” Baen urged slightly, “Like I said before, we fossils have to stick together. But if you don’t want to, it’s understandable.”

Celestia rolled her eyes then looked at the sky as the moon rose, “Hm. Well I suppose I could stay for a bit.”

Baen smiled and stepped aside as the Princess stepped into his home. She laid herself down on the rug in the living room as Baen went to the kitchen. Opening his cabinets, he retrieved his crimson colored mug that had a hexagonal shard of amethyst on the handle. For the princess, he retrieved a regular drinking glass. Trotting back into the living room, he laid across from the Princess as she levitated the jug between them. She levitated her glass in front of her and poured only a bit of the drink into the glass. Baen on the other hoof filled his half way. Gazing at each other, they smiled and took the first sips of their drink.

Celestia scrunched her face for a moment, “Egh, what is this?”

“Hard Cider,” Baen stated as he took another sip, “From Applejack’s more aged collection.”

Celestia nodded, “Hm,” she swirled the liquid for a moment then took another sip, “tell me Baen, how are you fairing with Twilight and her friends?”

“Well I have to admit, when I first met them,” he sipped his drink again, “I didn’t like them at all.”

Celestia refilled her glass a little more, “Why not?”

“I don’t know, at first it was merely because they were annoying and obnoxious,” he gazed at his mug as he chugged the rest then refilled it, “In truth, I found that the fault was in me. My pride prevented me from actually getting to know them as the mares everypony else does. So after they saved me from the brink of death…I actually began to respect them.”

Celestia smiled warmly as she took another sip of her glass, her wings fluttering for a moment, “Sounds like you learned a lesson.”

“One I’ll commit to memory though I can tell you this,” Baen poured more drink for himself; “there is no way in Tartarus they’ll get me to write in that diary of theirs.”

Celestia shook her head with a small smile, “You are a tough nut to crack.”

Baen smirked, “One of my best qualities.”

Celestia sipped her drink again and smiled at the taste, “You know, after you get past the burning throat, this is quite good.”

“What’s this? Princess Celestia enjoying drinking? Surely you must be a shape shifting imposter,” Baen poked her jokingly.

Celestia shook her head, “Don’t joke about that, one of those shape shifting imposters replaced my niece during her wedding.”

Baen blinked, “Seriously?”

Celestia nodded as she poured herself another round, “Sit Baen, and allow me to tell you a story of one of the worst days in my life.”

*

As the night progressed, both ponies shared their stories of achievements, mirth, and follies. By the end of their story telling, both of the ponies had downed a good portion of the jug.

“….then Twilight reinserted the elements into the Tree of Harmony and the vines retracted,” Celestia had a very faint blush on her cheeks, “On the upside, the thorns scratched the itch I had just under my tail which was driving me crazy for a good portion of the day.”

Baen laughed, “Well at least some good came out of your capture. How was Luna?”

Celestia giggled, “She declared all plants in the castle be put under a twenty-four hour watch until further notice. She roamed the halls with weed killer and declared war on my bonzai tree.”

Baen raised an eyebrow, “Overreact much?”

Celestia tittered to herself as she raised the jug for another helping, but she stopped when she shook it and heard nothing, “Aw, no more.”

Baen stifled a chuckle at Celestia’s pouting. He had to admit she looked cute when she did that, which was odd. He tilted his head for a moment and looked at the solar princess; he would be lying if he didn’t say he found her attractive. It was like she was made in the image of the very thing she controlled. She had a healthy glow about her, her eyes held a brilliance that would warm even the coldest heart. And her body, it was the picture of perfection. It was perfectly fit, well proportioned, and not an ounce of fat on her. Well that last part wasn’t true, the only thing was, the fat went to the right places. Any stallion would be the envy of others if they were to have her, Tatarus, it would be a privilege.

“Is there something on my face?”

Baen shook his head and blinked as the princess stared at him, “Oh! N-no, my mind was just wandering.”

Celestia smirked, “Wandering where, might I ask?”

Baen looked to the side, “I was just merely thinking on my life as it is. The ponies I’ve met and lost…that’s all.”

“Hm,” the princess hummed, “I am curious Baen. You’ve boasted before that you have slept with many a mare, tell me, what exactly do you look for in one?”

Baen blinked a bit as his buzz eased his nerves and lowered his walls, “Well for starters, they have to be…I guess beautiful,” Celestia nodded as she placed her chin on her left forehoof, “they have to be strong, witty, kind,” Celestia stared at the barbarian with lidded eyes as her eyes traveled along him, “and her being a redhead is a plus.”

Celestia hummed again as her eyes traveled along his toned flank, “I see.”

“Well it’s only fair that I ask you what you look for in a stallion,” Celestia raised an eyebrow, “If you have preferences that is.”

Celestia stood up and stretched out her wings and legs while Baen stood shakily as well as she thought for a moment, “I like my stallions,” she approached him slowly and started circling him like a shark, “strong. Mysterious,” Baen eeped as Celestia’s shoe covered forehoof traced up his flank, “physically fit, compassionate and absolutely would love if he has,” she got close to Baen’s left ear, “green eyes,” she gently bit Baen’s ear.

Baen trembled as she did so. His muscles relaxed and a dark blush graced his cheeks. Celestia giggled playfully as she licked the nibbled ear getting another tremble from the barbarian.

“My, my,” Celestia cooed, “somepony has sensitive ears.”

Baen panted for a moment, “I don’t know what you’re talking about…”

Celestia giggled, “Oh no? Then I suppose you wouldn’t mind if I nibbled on your other ear.”

Baen was about to speak, but could only release a wordless croak as Celestia nibbled on his right ear. His rear legs lost all function as he fell on his rump. The solar Princess creeped around to the front of the barbarian and ran a hoof along his jawline as she went. The hoof stopped under his chin as she reached the front of him. Baen could only wordlessly stare at the beautiful mare before him. Celestia smiled warmly at him as her horn gave off a soft glow. The sound of every curtain being drawn was heard throughout the house. Every lock was fastened and the lone fireplace in the living room lit itself as every light dimmed.

Baen blinked, “Amazing…”

Celestia then spoke in a soft yet loving voice, “Gotcha.”

Then she moved Baen toward her face, and soon their lips met, both ponies shut their eyes and melted into the kiss. Celestia’s lips felt like the softest pillows against the male barbarian’s. Baen opened his eyes half way and saw that the princess had seated herself in front of him on her rump. He then felt something prod his lips; the object was warm and a tad wet. Baen shut his eyes slowly as he eased his lips open to allow the Princess’s tongue entry. Both ponies tongue’s found the other and began their dance. Softly wrestling for dominance, Celestia moaned into Baen’s mouth as she shifted where she sat. Baen’s nostrils flared as he picked up a familiar scent. The kiss broke after a good few minutes.

Celestia licked her lips, “Hm, such a unique taste.”

Baen was panting as he felt a familiar stir below. Celestia’s eyes traveled southward and her smile, though lustful, became one of hunger.

“Hm, my, my,” she purred, “I thought you only wielded an axe. To hide such a sword, shame on you,” Celestia’s horn gave off its glow as she levitated her regalia from her body, “tell me warrior. Do I fit your preferences?”

Baen could only stare at the now completely naked princess. Celestia pursed her lips as she eyed the barbarian.

“Hm, but you’re still wearing your armor, that hardly seems fair,” she placed her hoof on his emerging stallion hood and gently pressed down, “I’ll have to fix that.”

In an instance, Baen felt his armor leave his body in a flash of light. Baen felt exposed, afraid, but then he felt that hoof on his member slowly glide to the tip and back down again. Celestia purred at his fully erect stallionhood.

“Hm, I envy those mares in your time,” she continued to slowly stroke him until she took notice of the scars that covered his body and gasped, “Oh my.”

Baen looked away shamefully only to tremble. He glanced down and witnessed something he thought he would never see. Celestia, the princess of Equestria and commander of the sun, was kissing his scars the way a mother would do to a hurt foal. Her kisses were warm and loving as she bent forward to plant small kisses down the length of each scar. The mere sensations of which made the barbarian tremble and his cock throb for a moment. Celestia then reached his neck and gave it a loving lick before her hoof continued its ideal stroking, the black stallionhood sending pleasure through the barbarian’s body at her touch.

Baen moaned as Celestia brought both hooves to either side of his cock and stroked a little harder, “Enjoying yourself Baen?”

“Y-Yes,” Baen choked out, “you’re quite good with your hooves.”

Celestia chuckled, “Why thank you,” she then eyed his meat once more, “Hm…I wonder….”

Bending her head down, she came eye level with Baen’s head as she released it from her grasp and laid down once more on the floor. With her rear exposed to the air again, the scent grew stronger, causing Baen’s cock to twitch and softly bop Celestia on the nose. Celestia looked up at the stallion and stuck her tongue out at him. Then she went back to his shaft, her tongue remained out. Opening her mouth, she pressed the warm appendage to Baen’s head and gave a quick lick exciting a sharp moan from the stallion.

Celestia licked her lips once more then muttered, “Looks good and tastes good.”

Celestia bent back down and shut her eyes as she dragged her tongue up Baen’s shaft from the bottom to tip. She then planted small pecks around the edge of Baen’s head causing which graced her ears with deep pants. Celestia then smiled at the barbarian one final time before planting a kiss right on the tip. She held her lips there for a moment in the frozen kiss, her eyes closed and her graceful neck curved like a swans. Then her head started to move. It started with her slowly parting her lips, her tongue slithering out like a snake and pressing against the bottom of his stallion flesh. Baen watched in aroused wonder as his tip vanished into the princess’s mouth.

“Mmmmmmmm.”

Her hum was like the sweetest melody as she slowly descended on the meat. She never stopped humming as she went. Baen stared on as his breathing came in gasps; the princess had taken him to the hilt with no effort whatsoever. He could only question if the Alicorn throat had no gag reflex or was merely-

“Mmm!”

Celestia sharply turned her head to the right and flexed her neck. The rippling flesh of the throat caused Baen to stamp a hind hoof on the ground. Celestia twisted and bobbed her head up and down at a good pace, a pace which was driving Baen crazy. His breathing was building, as well as a familiar pressure in his loins. He placed a hoof on Celestia’s head as she bobbed her head faster, audible wet slurps filling the room as she went. One of Celestia’s hooves went underneath herself and southward, while the other fondled Baen’s balls. Grunting, Baen increased the pressure on Celestia’s head as the princess, on an upward stroke, swirled her tongue around Baen’s head before plunging back down. That did it. With a yell, Baen came hard into the princess’s mouth. Celestia brought her head slowly up as her cheeks puffed out. A series of heavy gulps, as well as a few throat lumps, slithered down her throat. Soon her cheeks flattened out. Giving a hard suck, she pulled off with a wet pop.

“Delicious,” Celestia stated, “Baen?”

The stallion was lying on his back panting with a pleased open mouthed smile on his face.

“T-that was amazing Princess,” Baen stated, “I haven’t had that good of a sucking in quite a long time-OOF!”

Baen glanced up and saw that while he had been talking, Celestia had stood up and turned around before sitting on his lower section. Her blush deepened as she started to rotate her hips in a small circle.

“We aren’t done yet,” Celestia stated with a sultry tone, “You have yet to claim your mare.”

Baen’s eyes widened as Celestia increased her grinding and whispered, “I am familiar with old customs.”

Baen’s cock poked Celestia in her right ass cheek as she gasped for a moment, before getting off, “Well warrior, what are you waiting for,” she placed her front half close to the ground and wiggled her hips in the air, “claim me.”

Baen growled as he got to his hooves. Approaching the royal tush, he planted a lick on her left cutie mark and then her right. The princess trembled and moaned as Baen hoisted his front half up; he felt his stallionhood’s head press against the princess’s slit, the wetness would prove most useful. Steadying his stance, Baen pushed forward. Celestia’s cheeks became completely red as she let out a loud moan of pure bliss, her warm wet walls clamping around Baen’s cock. The barbarian hilted in the goddess under him and remained still, both parties savouring the feeling of becoming one.

Celestia’s walls squeezed Baen’s cock as a signal to start. Baen more than happily obliged. He moved his hips back, leaving only his head within her, before plunging back in deep and hard. Celestia grunted and moved a mere inch forward, she felt a pair of hooves plant themselves on her flanks and the squeeze that followed caused another blissful moan to escape her lips. Baen’s hooves kneaded the firm yet soft cheeks he held as he increased his thrusting. Celestia gave light moans and fidgeted with each thrust and contact Baen’s hips made with her rear. One thing one needs to know about natural born Alicorns like Celestia and Luna, when they become aroused or are in the process of making love with another, even the slightest stimuli is like heaven to them. Celestia shut her eyes and opened her mouth, her tongue hanging out. Soon her eyes snapped open when she felt Baen’s pace increase. Her eyes became clouded with lust as they became lidded. Her mouth turned into a blissful smile as her tongue remained out of her mouth as she panted like a dog in heat. Baen then started to notice something. The sparkles and edges of her mane and tail glowed for a moment every now and then before reverting back to normal.

“HMMMMM, Baen,” Celestia managed to choke out, “I’m almost there.”

Baen was then bumped onto his back by Celestia’s mighty sunbutt. Celestia sat on his cock for a moment, her walls squeezing, neigh, milking him. She then raised her rear, and then slammed it back down. Baen reached up and squished her cheeks together and kneaded them once more as the Princess rode him like the pony he was. The Princess’s panting increased in frequency as Baen felt his own climax approaching. Celestia’s pants then turned into a series of pleasure filled whimpers as her pace hit its max. Baen released her cheeks as he felt Celestia’s walls clamp Baen in a vice.

Completely sitting upon the barbarian, the Princess’s pupil’s dilated as she stared at the ceiling.

“I’m cummi-,” her voice barely a whisper, transitioned into a scream of pure ecstasy. Her mane and tail’s edges and sparkles increasing in frequency, which caused the barbarian to let loose his second load of the night deep inside the solar princess. Celestia slowly fell off of Baen and rolled onto the ground panting. Rolling over to face him, she traced a hoof over his face as her mane and tail shifted back to normal.

Baen smiled warmly, “So, do I fit your preferences Princess?”

“That and more, that and more.”

Both ponies hugged each other happily as they basked in the afterglow. They would have continued their love making, if not for the alcohol in their systems and their bodies choosing now to fall asleep.