You gently lower your haunches and press your body into her back. She tenses up for just a moment but soon relaxes, flaring out her wings. “Ahhhh,” she sighs into the blankets.

You begin running your hooves teasingly along her sides, and she tenses them up as you do. Perhaps she is ticklish?

Separating your back legs so you can straddle her flanks, you boldly lean forward to take in the scent of her mane. You inhale several times; each time is more intoxicating than the last.

Without warning, Princess Luna flips over so that you are lying on her front and looks into your eyes with determination and a degree of hunger. She sits up and pushes you back over so that your head hits her pillows. Crawling over to you, she places the tip of her muzzle against yours and meets your gaze with the same expression as before.

Proceed to Chapter 40.