“I yield to your wisdom, Princess.”

She smiles and saunters slowly over to the cushy loveseat, using her magic to make it a touch shorter so it functions more like a large recliner. She relaxes into it slowly, spreading her hind legs to make a V-shaped area, and pats the chair with a deep grin.

You swallow the lump in your throat and walk over, turning around slowly to sit. Before you can, Princess Luna’s magic nabs you tightly and pulls you into her. You immediately make contact with her fluffy chest, noticing that she has removed her normal regalia. All four of her hooves shoot around you. Her back hooves wrap around yours, trapping you in place, while her front hooves begin caressing your chest softly.

Your entire face turns red and you can barely breathe; the attention is mostly unexpected and entirely far too much for your crush-stricken heart to handle. You feel soft fabric in contact with you as Luna floats a blanket to cover you. Placing her head on your right shoulder, her magic comes in contact with a controller and she whispers, “Now let us play a game together.”

The first couple of minutes of the game pass by without too much activity. You are not paying attention to the game itself, of course, savoring Princess Luna’s touch.

Soon she readjusts her muzzle deeper on her shoulder, and now you can feel each and every breath, her damp, hot exhalations rushing over the hairs on your neck. It feels so pleasurable that you have to suppress a moan in the far back of your throat every several seconds.

You squirm under the feeling, and the tantalizing prospect of her lips closing the last half an inch of space between them and your neck.

Princess Luna pauses the game. “Oh, are you alright, darling?” she whispers in your ear, her smooth voice and choice of words causing another shiver to course through your body. Suddenly, you feel her tail slide around your left side and slowly run over your tummy, making you tense it. “Are you comfortable enough?”

You manage only an affirmative squeak in reply.

“Oh, good. I was a touch concerned.”

Eventually, Princess Luna saves her game and yawns, wrapping her hooves around your midsection in a hug and resting her head where your head meets your front right leg. “I can’t quite go to bed yet,” she says, yawning. “I’m still so stressed about this dangerous crime wave…" She uses a hoof to turn your head to look at her. "I think... I’ll take a bath.”

You stand up and Princess Luna follows.

Proceed to Chapter 31.