"Twilight?"

With a wrap of her midnight toned knuckles upon the Dazzle homes main bathroom door, the Human formed Princess of the Night frowned. An irritated sneer passed her lips. The "talk" with this worlds Rarity, had gotten out of control. Luna had walked the lands, dreams, and moon of Equestria for thousands of years. She had seen wars, famine, death. She had also been present for true love, the birth of fillies, and the glory of a society that managed to over come any obstacle. But never had the Warrioress faced a element such as this worlds fashionista. The immortal snow colored harpy was relentless in her manipulation. Again knocking at the door, Luna tested the handle as her teeth ground in memory of the antics but a few minutes before hand.

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"Princess, do sit, relax! Why I assure you, Adagio and Sunset keep a fantastic plethora of fabulous morning refreshments. Why if we where in mine and my blue vixens kitchen I might be persuaded to present your Majesty with none other then the finest of breakfast gourmets."

The tall fighter glared down at the silver tongued human. Her dark eyes narrowed even as her training in the Royal family forced her wide rear to take a seat. With a cup of tea poured and a dark bottle shook before her eyes, the lady of the black waved a war worn hand to ward off the offered "morning...hop".

"No thank you."

Rarity huffed and blew a errant strand of dark purple hair from her sky blue gaze.

"Well, I am not one to object to a lady of the court. But I do recommend a bit Princess."

"I said, no thank you, madam Rarity. I do however wish to further our talk."

Shifting her muscles against the restraints of her armor, Luna leaned into the smaller female with all the threat her simple seated posture would allow.

"My Sister and her filly are not any of your..."

With a wave of a lean finger, Rarity hummed, the gesture interrupting the Princess of the night.

"Tut...tut your Highness..."

"Why you..."

Sky blue eyes snapped open, a harsh black tint seeming to spread from her iris as more dark and white streaks of hair, snapped into being from her curled purple mane. An octave in her voice dropped as those well eye liner clad orbs, narrowed into venom filled slits.

"They ARE...ALL..of my concern."

Leaning back from the change of aura to the small human turned immortal, Luna felt a lump in her throat form. Leaning over her alcohol tainted tea, Rarity let her voice drop even further, her small form lurching a bit as fingers spread over the table like giant spiders.

"They are my Alpha pair, my family, my Pack..you see Darling. If anything they are not any of YOUR, concern. Period."

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Sneering to herself, Luna tested the locked door again.

"Twilight, tis I...do open up!"

Fumbling and a giggled snort greeted the Princesses of dreams as she leaned back from where her younger comrade sheltered. With a stiff upper lip, caused from her resent rebuttal via Rarity, Luna prepared for what would come. Twilight, despite her stance as the Princesses of Friendship was still young, and learning of her ability's, powers, and well..herself. Rarity had NO right getting the naive Alicorn drunk, especially at this hour. Yet her own youth had the Warrioress prepared for what was to come, a small smile spread her dark lips as memory of the first time she and her Sister had snuck into the wine cellar of the Palace.

"Silly filly..."

Muttering to herself, her smile grew as the door before her clicked. With a sudden jerked swing, a very nude, save for a soaking wet mane of purple and magenta clinging to her ample flesh female stood before the towering fighter.

"Hic...heEEeey Lu-lu! Hic.."

With a roll of her dark eyes, and cheeks bloomed in flush, Luna stepped forcefully into the bathroom and snapped for a unused towel to shelter her young friends naked form.

"Really Twilight..."

Giggeling, the soft jiggle of her hips and breasts swayed in the scar clad grip of Luna as she fought from the hugged embrace of warm cotton.

"Hehe! S..stop that! I..."

Lifting her chin and giving a drunken mockery of a royal stance, Twilight slurred and postured.

"Have yet to finish my royal bath!"

Her frown broke to a smile, Luna won the minor skirmish and succeeded in wrapping the Princesses of friendship up and tight in her powerful arms, the soft orange of Adagio's towel managing to cover...most..of Twilights ample form. Allowing the soaked girl to nuzzle into her armored bosom, Luna listened to her heavy breathing and chuckled drunken laughter as the pattering of the shower accompanied the moment, her strong chin coming down to rest atop soaked brow of the smaller Princesses.

"Silly filly..."

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Just down the hall from the eye catching scene, the living area of the Dazzle home was recluse to a mated pair. With the television having been turned off, Aria had claimed her seat with little question of it belonging to her. The seat in question was none other then her husband's stomach as the huge form of the mated male lay sprawled out across the couch, his wife in all her overly pregnant glory sitting atop him as if she weighed but a feather.

"Comfy babe?"

Smirking and leaning back into the rear of the groaning couch, Aria rested her powerful hands atop her at belly. The girth of the purple orb sloshing from left to right as she sneered a grin down at her lover.

"With a pillow like this for my ass, shit I might just take a nap!"

"Funny, I am pretty sure I said the exact same thing last night in regards to that booty girl!"

With a barked laugh, the ex-MMA fighter shifted her weight, allowing the well feed girth of her massive rear to shove down harder atop her mates ribs and gut.

"Hey! You said you wanted to cuddle!"

"Cuddle dat ass girl!"

Snickering, Aria soon found her large hands mingled with the paw like fingers of her mate. The two took a break from the forever war of teasing, to have a moment of feeling the life they had created. Even the purple grump let her sneer like smile fall, and a almost blissful like state washed her features. She again shifted her weight, taken the burden of her girth from atop her mate a bit and allowing both a better position to feel there young that grew within.

"G..."

"You don't have to say it babe, I know."

"Nah...really..."

Turning and sitting up a bit, with a heavy grunt, Aria shifted the over burdened milk bags that her breasts had inflated to, and looked down into her lovers violet eyes. She gave an almost coy smile and danced her thick fingers over his un-shaven chin.

"I fucked up, alot of shit in my time..."

"Babe..."

"Shut the fuck up and let me ok, damn..."

Having sat up a bit to better support his wife, Gorrz nodded and leaned back allowing they're eyes to linger in one another. His entire world be damned if not for her. Aria had become everything to the ex-wrestler, bar owner and giant of a man. She had never forsaken who she was to be with him. And instead given to him a family that only the insane would turn down. His giant chest clutched in emotion at that thought, and strong hands gripped her bloated pregnant middle with all the more fervor.

"...I fucked up a lot of shit in my day. For myself, my Sisters...fuck man, you don't even wanna know about the 1940's...anyway, this aint about that. I made a lot of mistakes ok..but you, you aint one of em!"

Her three times broken fingers gripped at his square jaw, and there matching eyes lingered for long seconds in one another.

"Gorrz...your my man, my mate, the father of our Pups. I can't...I can't NEED anything more then you, ever."

Blinking at the awkward emotion pouring from his strong wife, the huge male sat up and forced a passionate kiss, there lips spreading and tongues slashing. For once, it wasn't a show of dominance of "who was on top" that night, instead it was fueled not be passion or lust, but streamed tears and clawed finger nails into muscle and fat ridden flesh.

When the kiss broke, they rested black and purple brows as one, breath passing between the two immortals as if life depended upon each exhale.

"Aria..."

"G..."

"I..."

"I know..."

"No not that."

"Uh? What then..."

A feral grin played over the males lips as he bite at his lovers earlobe before whispering.

"I am about to rip those fucking pants off that fat ass of yours and make you howl!"

The purple scaled siren within her, roared at the thought of it. The past six months her mate had been coy. He had always been there for the hormone pumped pregnant female, eager and happy to "tend" to her "needs". But the typical male fear for the young growing within..prevented something she NEEDED and was frankly getting inpatient for. Shifting her ever expanding ass, Aria lowered her weight atop the frustrated groin of her lover, she let out a throaty lust filled growl into her mates thick throat, feeling the girth of his maleness, and desire for her.

"A..are you..sure?"

With inhuman strength, Gorrz gripped his lovers love handles and promptly, but gently, lifted her up and pulled her atop him.

"One thing about you Babe...I have NEVER been more sure of anything in my entire life, then you."

Blushing at his romantic tone, Aria felt a girlish giggle fill her chest. Fighting back the desire to "swoon" over her mates words, Aria grabbed at Gorrz chest and let her nails dig deep into his flesh, fresh blood churning from the wounds as her lover growled in approval up at her.

"To use my moron of a Sisters own words...I am gonna ride that Chocobo!"

Author's Notes:

Get ready! We got a 3 part smut feast ah brewing!!!

Pony on!