I finished getting dressed in the black outfit Rarity had made for me. I pulled it out and buttoned it up. It felt like a dress uniform, like something I would have worn upon coming home from the war. The black felt smooth, and even when tossed together with my boots it couldn't feel any less clean.

I finished up and looked at myself in the mirror. I'd tumbled into Equestria a ratty half dead man bent of destruction, and now all I could see was the advertisements in fifty year old magazines, I could only see the well groomed CPI officers that helped to maintain order and provide a figurehead for the man I was to follow.

I looked down to my hands. They were rough, torn, and now I was stepping into the uniform of something less, and perhaps something more. But the introspection could wait, I had someone to meet.

I stepped out into the hall. A pony with a vest stood for me. She nodded and pointed down the hall. "The princess is waiting for you."

I nodded and fixed my cuff. "Thanks." I stepped swiftly towards the stairs up to Celestia's personal quarters. The hall was wide, and the stairs quickly took away the freedom the wide hall had given me. The stairs were thin, barely big enough for two people. But step by step, stair by stair, I made my way to Celestia's floor.

It was late, and I would either stay on the floor or walk back down for good. I found myself in a long hall, doors lined both sides, and a single vaulted door with a small box next to the door marked her room. I took a deep breath before I stepped forward. "Make or break time."

The door swung open as I stepped into the room. Celestia turned to face me, over on the far end of her entry. Her bedroom was partitioned off by a curtain, her bathroom blocked by a door. A table lit with candles and a pair of plates sat in the middle of the otherwise sparse room. "Able, you look nice."

I nodded and walked over. "Had some help." She wore a pale blue lipstick with her made turned blue and pulled back into a ponytail. "So do you."

Celestia smiled and nodded. "Thank you." She pointed a wing out to the chair on the opposite side of the table. "You've had a busy day, or night as it were."

I walked over and sat down. "I had to apologize. Would have felt guilty if I didn't."

Celestia sat down slowly on her on chair. She sat on her haunches and rested her hooves between her back set. "Did you really have to go out the window?"

I shrugged. "Everyone would have made a big deal about it if I didn't."

Celestia laughed softly. "I suppose, but you could have asked me."

I took a deep breath. "I've got a lot to ask you anyways." I rubbed my face. "If you were gonna eat, eat, I'm not planning--"

Celestia shook her head. "I assumed you wouldn't. This is really just a formality." She levitated out a bottle. "Well, aside from this."

"Wine?" I rubbed my face. "I've never actually seen a bottle of wine that wasn't shattered. I also don't drink so...."

Celestia huffed. "Well I do. Are you going to complain if I do?"

"Go ahead. Just answer before you're too fucked up." I tapped my fingers on the table.

Celestia poured herself a drink. "I don't drink heavily. And you seem anxious, what's--"

I held my hand up. "If--if--you find me a way home, you can keep it open right? Like a door?"

Celestia nodded. "Yes. Anypony could travel back and forth so long as it's not broken."

I nodded. "Okay, okay." I sat back down. "Could I bring people over?"

Celestia cocked her head. "As in?"

"Refugees...." I didn't really want to hide it. "People to live and work here, to get away from all the fucked up shit back home."

Celestia swirled her glass with her magic. "Equestria is very vast, mostly uncolonized even after all this time, so I see no reason why not." She smiled. "Are you planning to stay?"

I bit my lips. "If I-- You asked to--"

"I asked if you were single, you said yes." Celestia took a quick drink. "We've been over this. I think you'd make a fine pony--person to spend time with."

"Why?" I held my hand out. "I just don't get it!"

Celestia set her glass down and nodded. "You're violent, yes, but you seem conflicted in your commitment to it." She smiled. "You've been in a position similar to me, and I believe in time you might learn even more."

"Because we're both killers. That's not--"

Celestia frowned suddenly and poured another drink. "Because we both regret the things we were forced to do." She looked at me and stared me dead on. "Because you and I, killers, don't relish in it. There is no joy in my wars, and I doubt there's much in yours." She set her drink down. "But I see you, trying to figure out what to make of yourself, and I understand." She huffed. "I was twenty when the war ended. I was twenty when I was in charge of a powerhouse nation barely sinking its roots into the soil. I understand what it's like to be lost, to be left on your own to figure out what you are." She cringed and turned to the window. "When you kill, do you laugh or cry? For a time I did both, and for a time I thought I would be a despot." She stared out into space. "I was alone, and it was because of commitment and help that I established a constitution, created a parliament, and ruled kindly."

"So what, you want to help me?"

Celestia nodded. "I do. But more than that, I think maybe you're somepony I can share with." She turned to me with a strange look, one of kindness but fatigue. "I've found myself with so many veterans in my life. Many are too old, too set in their ways to be changed. How old are you?"

I shook my head slowly. "I don't know. Young compared to the other vets."

"And, there are two kinds of people I can help." She took a sip and looked at me. "Those young and ready to learn, or those wizened and old enough to understand." She smiled at me. "I believe I can help you, and I believe you bring out something I haven't seen in ponies since the Saddle War." She laughed. "And I'm sorry to say, that was two-hundred years ago." She lowered her head. "Such a thing to complain about, no majors wars in two-hundred years and I'm complaining."

I sat down and rubbed my face. "And what if you find out you can't help me? What if you find out--"

"Then you can leave, or I can leave." She nodded. "Nothing is set that cannot be unset. And I'm not asking for your hoof, I'm asking to try."

I rubbed my nose. "And if it did work out? If I could go home, if I stayed with you...what then?"

Celestia hummed. "You had someone to look out for if I remember, and if they're anything like you, it will be interesting to say the least." She laughed and sat back. "I've had many, many children, adopted, blood born, offspring of my offspring, and I've enjoyed every single one."

"You'd help me, you'd help the people I bring over?"

Celestia closed her eyes and nodded. "In a heartbeat."

I took a deep breath. My skin flashed hot as I stood up. "You're asking to be there with me, to have me like a boyfriend or something?"

Celestia looked up at me. "I suppose that would be the easy way to put it. But I expect you to be a little more mentally engaged than a coltfriend."

"Then what do you expect me to say?" I walked around the side of the table to stand next to her. I stared eye to eye with her. For a few moments, lost in her eyes, I had nothing else to say. No amount of off putting anatomy, no amount of shape or form could have stopped me. "Celestia-" I reached out and slid my hands from her neck to her jaw. "-you're beautiful."

I leaned forward and kissed her. The first contact was awkward, but a shift from Celestia and a soft hum and I was checked out. She was Celestia, nothing else. An idea, a person, a human being locked inside a strange form. I pulled back from her. Celestia covered her mouth with a hoof. "Sorry, I shouldn't have pushed back--"

I shook my head and hopped in place. "Uh.... So, you licked me...right? So that's like--" I stepped forward and buried my face in her neck. Her hoof shot down and slammed into the chair as I pulled myself against her.

"Oh!" She lifted her head up and I huffed across her neck. "Able?"

"Shh." She leaned my forehead against her neck. "Uh...dirty talk or no?"

I felt a lump go down Celestia's throat as I rubbed her neck. "So you're going to go through with--"

"Dirty talk or no."

The room went quiet as she shifted under my hands. "...Yes."

I licked from her neck up to her jaw. "I'm going to fuck you until you can't walk." I kissed her jaw, making her shudder. "I'm going to fuck you until you scream my name." I bit her neck, mind lost in the huffs and breathy draws as Celestia tried not to show her excitement. "I'm gonna fucking bend you over this table right now--"

"Do it." Celestia rested her chin on my crown. Her voice had a significant tremble to it. "Five years since anypony has touched me." She cooed as I licked her jaw. "If you're--"

"Make you feel like a mare then." I let go and stepped back. "Uh...." I rubbed my face. "This...this is just getting the tension out, right?" I pointed at me then to her. "This is just clearing the air, right?"

"Able, stop trying to make excuses." Celestia poured herself a drink. "Tension, stress, date, or love, Able, just pick a reason." She slammed a drink and shook her head.

I felt my skin flush again, my arms grew hot as i stepped back. I kept running through my head, trying to figure out a reason to do this. I felt like I had to excuse myself somehow. "I-- I just--" My mind clocked over to my flustered response. "Fuck it."

I walked behind Celestia and got ready. I rubbed between her wings and got ready. "Celestia, don't move."

"I wasn't--"

I shoved her forward. Her forelegs slammed into the table as her back legs scrambled to get out under her. She let me press her against the table and quickly stabilized her hooves. The entire thing was horridly loud, filled with glassy pings and clangs as the plates jumped and Celestia's glass tipped over. Things went quiet as I looked down at her. Her tail was forced up, her ass and pussy sat right before me. I looked down at myself, sure enough I'd need something to stand on to make this how I wanted it. "Stay." I rubbed her back and stepped away. "I'll be back."

I hurried out into the hall. The box that was placed by the door would work well enough. I grabbed it and looked inside. A bunch of scrolls were sat inside. I pulled one out. "Dear Princess...dear princess...dear...." I deemed them repetitive and walked back into the room. Celestia watched me walk. "Face forward."

Celestia looked back. "Excuse--"

I dropped the box behind her and stepped up. I was just a bit over her, and it would work out great. I was just high enough to have good leverage over her. I took a deep breath and looked over her. "I said face forward." I pulled my hand up and licked the inside of my fingers. "Don't look back until I tell you to."

Celestia lowered her head and huffed. "I don't really understand what you're--" She pushed forward as I reached under her tail and ran my hand across her pussy. Her hips bumped the table and caused the glassware to rattle around again.

"I said face forward." i rubbed her back as the mare's back hoof shook violently as I slid my fingers up and down her slid. I dug my fingers into the fleshy warmth waiting past her lips. "Already?" I pulled my hand back and wiped it off on her flank. "What a god damn mess." I shoved her down and kept her against the table. "Regal and kind...but you start dripping when I push you dwon. I dug my fingertips in and hooked them against her pussy.

Celestia raised her hip and let out a soft mumble. Her tail swung to the side as I slid my fingertips in and out of her slowly. Each wet dig grew warmer and warmer. "What a shame, wish I had longer." I pulled my hand away and spread her lips. "Really want it, don't you--"

"Yes." Her voice was a tremble, her body shook, her pussy winked, and I just stood there with my hands spreading soft white mare.

I took a deep breath and undid my belt. I pulled myself free and lined myself up with her. I held her soft ass as I slid my tip across her, getting ready to head in. "God you're soft." I squeezed her flank between my fingers, the pillowy mess letting out a soft moan as her hooves slid across the table and knocked a metal tray to the floor. "Good reason there was no food, god damn mess." I took a deep breath and pressed myself against the base of her tail. "Mine now...perfect." Redirected myself and pressed forward.

The warm tender muscle greeted me with a wet slip. Celestia let out a long moan as I slowly dug myself into her hot body. I closed my eyes and focused on the wet slip inside her, parting her muscles, nestling deep in the smooth velvety hole. I let out a soft sigh as I drove forward, skewering Celestia until her head was raised in a loud howl. Her eyes were jammed shut, mouth hanging open as she moaned.

I didn't really pay attention. I was buried in a squishy mess, I was listening to the moans of a woman as I jammed myself inside her, I was happy. I let out a long sigh as I pulled back, slipping out of her and letting the warm stickiness cling between my shaft and her insides. "Jesus, you're so soft." I slid back in, letting the tickle run over my privates.

I pressed forward, slamming her against the table with a loud clink. I was going to break that glass. With myself properly set I planted my hands on her flanks and started to hurry. A low squelch came from the hot mess I was buried in. Each draw back and slam forward echoed the sticky slap and meaty slurp as I pistoned.

My lap grew wet as Celestia tightened up and laid against the table. "Harder?"

I huffed. "You want it harder?"

Celestia nodded, running her cheek across the bare wood table. "Yes please."

I flinched at her words and hurried up. Hot then cold, in then out. I let go, treating myself to a clean woman for the first time in a long time. Each wet slap and subtle moan made it all the better.

I moved a hand to the base of her back and grabbed her tail. Celestia went limp, leaving me to press her hard against the table and slam my cock into her. I buried in for a few seconds, letting the mare squeeze me, beg me to hurry. Each wink pulled her lips tight around my shaft. "Horny bitch."

I pulled back and out. Celestia gave me a sharp gasp as I moved my thumb to her ass. "Able--"

"Face forward." I used my other hand to guide myself towards her clit. It stayed wrapped up in her lips until I tapped it with my cock head. She jerked her hips up and flashed her button at me. "Cum...."

Celestia's hips jumped again as I prodded her clit. "More please....."

I moved my hand and kept her back pressed low. She couldn't move anymore, it was mine. I tickled her clit again, and again, each time getting a higher moan. Her clit was soaked, her lips refusing to stop moving as I tickled her. "Such a dirty mare, dirty mare gonna cum?"

I pressed my tip against her clit and refused to move it. I let her wink and twitch, all without moving from her button. Her voice peeked. Her breathing picked up from breathy moans to high pitches gasps. I pulled back and slid straight into her, burying myself to the hilt.

Celestia's voice cracked as she slammed her hooves into the table. The glass fell and shattered against the floor as she arched her back and squeezed my cock hard. "Rutting bull semen!" She dug her hooves into the table. "Fuck."

I pushed as hard as I could, the base of my cock squeezed to the breaking point. I slid out a final time, then straight back in. I pressed my hand flat against her warm back as I shot hot cum inside her. I let her squeeze and pull me, drawing it out, tickling me as it begged. "Oooh god." I closed my eyes and leaned forward. I let my cock rest inside her, not wanting to drip out onto the floor just yet.

Celestia was staring back at me, her mane mixed blue and pink, her lipstick smudged onto the table. "Able...it's warm."

I took a deep breath and stepped back off the box. The lewd shlick shattered the ambient noise and left me to shudder in the cold, spent, and tingly. "Oh Christ...." I rubbed my head. "I feel kinda lightheaded."

Celestia raised her hips and leaned back against the table. I could see a soft white drip of cum slowly leaving her, dripping down over her clit and off her body. I spread her lips, watching my cum sit inside her. "Jesus." I grabbed my head. "Good girl...." I rubbed her softly. "Good girl.... Good fillies...get carrots." I rubbed my eyes. "...What the fuck did I just say?"

Celestia groaned and went limp. "Tired...."

I sighed and looked towards Celestia's bed. "Well, guess I'm staying." I sat down and splayed out over the floor. "Eurgh...." I rubbed my eyes. "Do you ever feel like you've lost control of your life?"

Celestia flicked her tail, trailing a bit of cum from her dock to her pussy.

"Yeah...me too." I rubbed my forehead and huffed. "Worth it though."

Celestia sighed and stood up. She turned to me with a heavy wobble. "Able...can you get up?"

I shook my head. "Can't really feel my legs."

Celestia plopped down atop me, knocking my wind out for a second. "The floor works." She flattened out against me and closed her eyes. "You'd better stay...." She turned her head and licked from my collar to my jaw. "I don't date the non-loyal." She nuzzled my chin and tapped my jaw with her horn. "Goodnight Able."

I reached one arm up and put it on her side. "Goodnight Celestia.... And...thank you."