A/N: I… I don’t even know why. I really don’t. If you read this abomination, it’s of your own choice. Be sure to have plenty of brain bleach and the entire written works of Robert Jordan to bludgeon me to death with. If you make it through this alive, I commend your mental resilience. You are the hero of my people.

Lieia was woken up by feeling something wet on her chest. Was the ceiling leaking? No, this was something else. Felt like a snail was crawling across her breasts.

Okay, this is getting ridiculous.

She opened her eyes warily, lifting her head up and saw something she couldn’t even imagine. Celestia’s head was resting on her chest, which wasn’t all that surprising. What was surprising was the fact that Celestia had chewed through her shirt and the strap that held the bra cups covering her pectoral accoutrements. And now the sleeping alicorn mare was suckling on her left breast, muttering quietly. Lieia stared at her in shock, her jaw opening and closing, failing to find a suitable expletive. She settled eventually on the simplest one.

“FUCK!” Celestia jolted awake, sitting upright.

“Who dat?” Lieia noted, now, with dread that there was milk on Celestia’s lips.

“What the… did you just…?”

“I don’t understand. What happened? Is something wrong, Lieia?”

“Is something wrong? IS SOMETHING WRONG?” Celestia winced at the shrill tone in Lieia’s voice.

“Lieia, if you do not explain anything to me, I cannot understand why you are so upset.”

“You… you… you were suckling on me!” Lieia went off to rummage through her locker in search of new underwear.

“Oh. I can see how that would distress you.” She licked her chin, giving a thoughtful ‘hmm’ at the faint taste.

“How can you be so calm? Why aren’t you freaking out?”

“Well, I-“

“This sort of shit doesn’t happen everyday! Women don’t just go around, breastfeeding princesses!”

“Women also do not have relations with alicorns, but you seem to be disregarding that.” Celestia responded sternly. That took the starch out of Lieia and her shoulders drooped ever so slightly.

“Homeworld damn me, I need to chill the fuck down. I… Sorry. Shouldn’t have blown a fuse like that. You were asleep. I am a total asshat, taking my stress out on you. Can ya forgive me?” Celestia looked at her levelly for a moment, before blooming in her warm trademark smile. “Don’t worry, Lieia.” Said woman sighed internally.

Well, at least things are normal now. I hope I don’t get nightmares, though.

“If you’d like, I could feed you. That’d be only fair.”

Aaand there it goes. AGAIN. I can hear the person who invented sanity rolling over in his grave somewhere.

Lieia stared at Celestia with a sight that suggested she’d been offered a sandwich that had been prepared in a war-torn kitchen that was entirely crewed by neurotic, leper, cross-eyed Brood warriors that had little to work off aside from dead rats, weapons-grade cyclotaurite, and irradiated toilet paper. It didn’t help that Celestia had spread her legs apart slightly, the very image of desire.

“Lieia? Your hands are twitching.”

Luckily, she managed to catch the unconscious woman before she hit the floor and put a hole in it with that thick head of hers.

Lieia woke up some time later, finding Celestia curled up around her protectively. She smiled at that. She could always count on Celestia to be there for her. She still couldn’t understand how she’d fallen in love with the graceful beauty that was Celestia. Everything she did, even the slow rise and fall of her sides as she breathed softly, had a certain degree of grace to it. Then her smile faded. Celestia’s odd offer was still in her mind. Could she really have meant what she said? It didn’t help that she was curious, too. She tried to go back to sleep, but to no avail. Her curiosity was needling her on, saying that she could give it a try. After all, Celestia invited you to her teats, whispered the conniving little voice in the back of her head, one that she could not find and squash like a little bug with extreme prejudice.

Balls. I’m not getting any sleep until I do it, eh?

She carefully turned around, nudging Celestia’s left leg aside softly. She couldn’t believe she was doing this. The faint smell of oranges wafted from Celestia’s body, so tantalising to her senses. She reached forward, exploring Celestia’s soft underbelly with her fingers. The sleeping alicorn stirred, moaning softly. Lieia held her breath until Celestia stopped moving. After another couple of minutes of careful search she found the figurative pot of gold at the end of a non-existent rainbow. Wait, wrong metaphor. Les’see…

And Bingo was his name-o!

Yeah, that’ll do better.

She crawled closer, prodding the small nub of flesh with her tongue. Celestia’s left ear twitched once. Thus encouraged, Lieia tried again, using her teeth to pull on the nipple, feeling it slowly getting firmer. Celestia’s leg twitched slightly, but Lieia paid it no heed, instead settling her lips firmly to kneading the small area around the nipple, trying to coax some of the milk out. Celestia was getting more restless with every passing moment, aroused by Lieia’s mad venture.

Could she actually be drier than Araek desert and I’m just playing with fire here? Wait…

She felt something flow on her tongue and she quickly worked the new liquid around her mouth. And once her taste buds acted…

Sweet nectar of the gods!

It was really, really tasty, a slight taste of strawberries to it. That simple fact went against so many laws of logic and sanity, real or not. Invigorated by her success, she kept suckling for several more minutes until Celestia was threading the zone where she’d wake up any moment. She decided to stop then, her curiosity sated.

Time to sleeeeeeeeeeeeep!

She curled up against Celestia once more, soon drifting off to the land of ZZZZZZZ.

Celestia woke up, calm and rested. It was a bright morning outside, with the usual mish-mash of noises emanating throughout the base.

“Boo.” A quiet voice whispered in her ear and Lieia tackled her from behind, kissing Celestia’s neck. They tumbled around in the bed for a couple of minutes, before Celestia excused herself, claiming she wanted to spend some time in the firing range to improve her weapons skills. Just as she was about to leave the room, she turned to Lieia, smiling impishly.

“I hope you liked the taste.” With that, she left, her hips swinging from side to side provocatively, throwing a sultry smile over her shoulder at Lieia.

Shit. She knows. She was awake the whole fuckin’ time? Motherfuuuuuuuuck…

In the end, her overloaded brain managed to mangle together a sentence.

“It was tasty.”

Way to go, scumbag, she whispered to her brain.

Celestia kept chuckling all the way to the firing range. Next Chapter: Chapter 25 Estimated time remaining: 1 Hour, 41 Minutes