The alicorn got up and stood atop of the bed. Strawberry gawked at her from a few feet underneath. He panted hard, and his frizzy hair spread all across his face and under as well as over his glasses. He strained to keep himself in the mood, and he— somehow— pulled it off. My, my, my… Still ready? Moon licked her lips in anticipation. This kid is… perfect! She gazed across his body for a moment. And he’s, he’s… adorable…

Her heart had changed. It changed for good; she knew it. The old Nightmare Moon that had tortured the mane six into submission was nothing more than history. At the same time, she still had the full nature of the Nightmare— those powers, those abilities, and those needs. She moved herself a little closer to him as he laid there prostrate. Oh, Strawberry… The couple of bite marks, the black and blue on those hooves, and you can barely breathe…

“M-moon,” Strawberry said, and he shifted around. Not only did he seem still just as needy, but what stood between his legs seemed even harder, even more throbbing, and even longer than before. He seemed to quiver in anticipation.

“Yes?” the alicon asked back in a soft tone.

“Moooon,” he muttered, moving her head until their eyes were right at each other looking face to face, “C-can you… I’m s-sorry… ‘Retake the l-lead’ this t-time…”

Moon calmly, with every move measured and delicate, pushed him down on his back. His cock stuck upwards, pulsing in the air. She nestled herself right on his lap— his cock right in front.

“Strawberry!” Moon called out in a suddenly authoritative voice— bringing back the booming voice with the snobby regal tone. She loved Strawberry’s shocked and surprised expression. “What is this! How can you possibly need to go again! AGAIN!”

“Ahhh…” the unicorn stammered. His face had a torrent of emotions.

“Oh darling, it seems that you can be simply impossible sometimes. Why is it that fate has given such a dignified pony such a pervert for a date?” Moon asked, and she nudged herself closer, “Well, my dear, for you to be so brash and so self-assured to force yourself upon your date is disgraceful!”

Her mischievous grin went back to stretching from cheek to cheek as she shifted herself on top of him. Strawberry wiggled a bit in the sheets wordlessly. He then kicked out with his bottom hooves.

“For you to then challenge your most exalted princess with such improper positions…” she said as she pressed down, letting just his head enter.

Strawberry moaned. Moon leaned a bit down. She then rubbed his chest with her hooves.

“For you to deposit your filthy seed inside of her despite her protests…” she said.

Another press followed. Then, a louder moan sounded. Oh, wow…

“And, then, finally, for you to have the nerve to ask her to pleasure you for a SECOND TIME… You. Are. UNBELIEVABLE!” Moon screamed— pointing out her wings and glowing her horn with the full magic of the Nightmare. She thrust herself totally downward, smacking their bodies together. Strawberry howled.

“So, my dear, it’s time for punishment!” Moon remarked. She grinded herself left and right, feeling the pulses of pleasure shooing through him, and she tightly clutched his hooves. “It’s time for you to learn your proper place, and how to treat a proper, respectable princess!” She ground up and down. Then, she totally rose ever so slightly only to plunge back down. Strawberry made such huge gasps and twisted himself into such an energetic, hungry face.

Their eyes locked. Moon’s softer, more tender impulses started flooding into her again, and she tenderly rubbed his mane out of his face. Strawberry tried to speak but could only moan in approval.

“Oh sweetie, you look so needy,” she cried out, digging her hooves deep into his belly, “I suppose it’s just natural for a gracious pony such as ourselves to relieve you…” Of course, she knew her own needs had to exceed his— several hundreds of years of built up pressure made her heart pop like a champagne cork.

Oh my goodness! Just incredible! Just amazing! Moon let out a soft whine, and then she flipped her head back and forth. The constant driving, pounding, and thrusting drove part of her out of her mind. The sheer love in his face— his eyes, his expression, his pants, and everything else— made it feel a thousand times better. Deep inside those huge, pretty eyes was a shelter that she’d never known— that she’d also probably never find again.

Every little bit of his throbbing cock nestled all inside of her. The pounding rhythm shot waves of electricity through her womb out into every inch of her. She could even feel it in the top of her horn, which she knew shone like it would just erupt. His poofy pink mane and tail curled around in her hooves like cotton candy— drawing them even closer— and she couldn’t imagine ever leaving his side.

All of the touching inside me… All the touching— touching— touching— touching— touching— with his cock and all of the rubbing… That pure stimulation… The tingly feelings… It’s all blowing up… It’s just… She felt like her brains would melt right out of her skull. “Oh, Strawberry, oh please, don’t you dare stop. Don’t you dare stop for one second,” Moon moaned.

The unicorn braced himself— unprepared for the surge of emotions. Moon felt everything building and building once again inside of Strawberry. She felt him somehow growing inside of her. She nestled him inside her so snugly and so tightly. It seemed like she was sucking him in. So… fantastic…

Everything felt perfect to Moon. Their rhythms locked totally in sync. She knew that she was just so snug and so wet as well as yet so soft and tender for him. For him… She gave him something like millions upon millions of little kisses all up and down and around his cock— making him hard as a diamond.

“So, my dear, how does it feel?” Moon screeched between gasps, pumping down harder now, “How does it feel to be with the fairest pony in all of Equestria? How does it feel to be given the greatest honor you could ever have? How does it feel to be the best, prettiest, softest, and most elegant creature you could lay your eyes on?” Oh, I’m such a spoiled royal brat!

Strawberry could only give a guttural scream of approval. Oh, that was it. She started clenching up. She wanted to milk him… hard. She wanted every last single drop that could come out of him. He twisted around and clenched his hooves on her chest. Her mind felt like it was detached, about to be sent to paradise.

The unicorn enjoyed it every little bit as much. “Yes! I love it! The cutest, prettiest, softest, nicest, best- better than Celestia! Better than anypony ever. Ever! I love you! I LOVE YOU! ONLY YOU!” Strawberry cried out. Moon somehow was able to milk him even harder, even tighter. The tightness is unbelievable… One last final squeeze… She pressed down as deeply as possible— knowing that she had gotten him lined up straight into her womb.

Pulse.

Strawberry just melted inside of her— pouring all of his hot, sticky, white cream inside of her love tunnel. Time stood still. They both felt as if their lives had then become complete. Their hearts told them that some great unbalance had been corrected.

Their screams filled the entire room.Their hooves smacked tightly in each other’s chest— with their manes, their tails, and their everything else completely intertwined. Strawberry frantically gasped for breath as he just could not stop going inside her.

Moon seemed to purr, a look of pure satisfaction on her delicate, beautiful face. Strawberry seemed empty— or at least somewhere close to being empty— as if body had deflated. The alicorn tried to calm her breath, and she saw that he had erupted in some kind of magical torrent that even scarred the walls.

The unicorn slowly pulled out once again. He gazed lovingly all over her body and panted hard— looking as if he was about to collapse. Moon felt as if her mind had just been wiped clean, and she had the sense that it would be a while until she recovered. She picked herself up off of him— only to find him grabbing her back downward and holding her to his side again.

Strawberry pressed hard on her chest with his hooves. He looked so cute to her in his own delicate way with his strained face. She noticed once again her bite marks across his neck, his bruised hooves, and— now— a black magical smudge of some kind burned onto his chin. Those are… She giggled. Trophies...

She looked into his eyes, perfectly glazed over with continued pleasure, and the she glanced down to see his cock still throbbing and pulsing. As he took his huge breaths in and out, with his face starting back towards her chest, he tilted up his cock— the semen trail oozing off the end.

“What… AGAIN!” Moon cried in a defeated voice. A wave of small thoughts scribbled through her mind that she couldn’t quite put into words. “Wow! Just… what is it going to take to get you satisfied?” And get me… satisfied as well… Good boy! Nice stamina!

“Moon,” he muttered. He moving his hooves up and gently pulled her down. “Moon…” They were then about face to face. “C-can I, please… c-can I…”

“Oh my dear, you can just tell me whatever on earth it is,” the alicorn said, feeling exasperated but with some curiousity still shining through. “We’re too far into this for us to say ‘no’!” She gave a gentle little laugh while shifting her body up. Her hooves kept on holding his.

“Can I use your mouth please?” Strawberry said, moving her body down as he spoke until she was standing flat on the floor— his still hungry cock pointed right at her beautiful face.

“Well, it’s not exactly,” she said picking up the shaft with her right hoof, “My dear, the most ladylike of positions but…” She softly licked up the shaft like an ice cream, and then she kissed the head tenderly. By now, I suppose I shouldn’t expect it to taste like strawberries… Oh, well… “I suppose that it will do for now. If that’s what you really want, Strawberry.”

She began kissing the end over and over again as she rubbed the shaft delicately with her hoof. Her tongue slurped around— little bit by little bit. The very un-ladylike slurping and wet smacking noises irritated her. Like I’m gorging myself on cake while nopony is watching, I suppose… Such vulgar sounds!

To her sudden surprise, Strawberry grabbed her head with his hooves. She was terrified for a moment, fearing that undignified plunging motion sure to come with his cock shoved down her throat. But no… He held her body tightly, and he moved his cock out of her mouth. He also had his face buried totally inside her unkempt hair. Blue and pink…

She noticed him almost… cooing. He then moaned faintly. “Moon,” he said, this time with a lot of courage in his voice as if he was finally turning from a youngster to a full-fledged stallion, “I want to use your mane.”

“You… you… what? What!” Moon called out, trying to bring out her feelings of indignity in her voice. Yet she sounded more… neutral. My wonderful, delicate, soft black and blue hair… How could he, no wait— WHY would he ask for such a thing? As Strawberry stared blankly at her face, she stopped herself.

Moon then let out a faint chuckle. It’s a bit late to back out now, isn’t it? Not when I’m given him everything else I could give, not when it’s him… Sure, it’s something I’d never let any pony do. Yet what does it matter since he’s far from just ‘any pony? I can’t believe it but, I just feel like… I can’t say no, not to him. She took a breath. We might as well be the only horses in the whole world. Why not? It could be fun.

“Yes,” the alicorn announced suddenly, and she obligingly lowered her head. She had such strange sensations with such strange emotions layered on top.

“Moon, oh Moon, yes, yes, please, oh my goodness, oh my, Moon…” Strawberry eked out as he rubbed his stiff cock along her hairline. He then moved softly into place. Moon could see her delicate mane wrapped so oddly around his lower body— with his cock poking out of a thick tuft.

Strawberry rubbed up, he rubbed down, and then he rubbed around any direction he could think of. It was like nothing Moon could describe. Such a pure pleasure, such an odd pleasure… Such tingly feelings, such little explosions of pleasure going off at once… She felt surprised at herself.

The unicorn clearly loved it. He looked at the end of his tether and about to collapse from joy at any minute. Moon gave him all of these simultaneous touches— all these little massages taking place over every last bit of his cock. Then, the slow, steely emotional rise building up inside Strawberry’s body suddenly flared up.

“That’s it! I’m g-going to g-go again!” Strawberry cried out. It was a little less loud than the two times before, but he had with a finality and passion Moon hadn’t heard before. She quickly looked up, and she watched as the sticky white streaks shot through her mane. She felt so dirty, so used, and so abused by him. Oh, oh my goodness, how disgusting! Yet the tingly magical sensation felt so… satisfying.

Moon looked back at Strawberry only to see him keel over and collapse onto the soft rug under them. He seemed to strain to even hold his eyes open. He squeaked out, “I love… you…”

The alicorn nestled her head and front hooves next to him. “Of course, I love you too, Strawberry,” she whispered to him. He gazed back at her. He looked so happy and yet still so vulnerable almost like a foal again. Moon leaned over a little closer. She brushed the hair out of his eyes with her magic.

“You’ll always…” Moon told him, “Be my… Prince.”

He stirred a little bit. He forced his eyes open, and then he gazed back into Moon's own eyes in a way that he had never before. Their minds seemed to link as if they would never really be separated every again. Strawberry said back, "Prince..." He opened his smile even wider. "Doesn't that mean you'd be... marrying me..."

Although she didn't respond in words, she leaned over and rubbed her head against the unicorn's in a way that conveyed... so much more than words. She also magically picked off his glasses delicately, folded them up, and rested them against his chest like some kind of token. The silent embrace happened as... something happened to her. She didn't quite realize what it was, but she almost felt the same sensation as back when the six ponies had whacked her with the elements of harmony.

Yet that moment back then felt extremely painful. The magical wash that went over her from her head to her hooves after accepting Strawberry as her Prince felt... happy. Complete. That's... that's... Well, just forget it, at least for now. The unicorn had reacted to her charms perfectly. She could see this feeling of warmth going through his soul as he nodded off completely.

Moon took a deep breath, and then she activated her magic once again. For a second, nothing at all happened. Moon, a little annoyed, jiggled her head and tried to concentrate with all of her strength. Her horn then glowed.

The illusion spell immediately faded. The unicorn and the alicorn found themselves back in the middle of her old Canterlot bedroom. Moon took two steps towards the window, but she stopped. She had a peculiar kind of feeling— something almost like a premonition. She leaned over and rested her head upon the bed for a moment.

The alicorn glanced at her front hooves. Some kind of greyish light, almost like smoke, emanated from the tips of her hooves. The illusion spell… It worked! Didn’t it? What’s wrong? Although she felt ready to fall asleep at any moment, she hopped up and then paced around the room. No… It had nothing to do with the room. It was her.

“It’s… it’s…” she stammered. She realized that something had been lost. Some kind of magical… Ability? Power? She didn’t know what to think since she didn’t feel weaker. In fact, she felt stronger than ever. “It’s just the… the…” She searched her mind, but it only wanted to sleep. Like I just lost… Like I just overturned every last spell I’ve cast in my entire life… I can’t believe it. She headed back towards the door.

“Maybe we should do—” Moon began. She then collapsed upon the bedroom floor beside Strawberry. “Something…” Her eyes snuggled down, and she immediately drifted off into sleep.

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The rays of sunlight aimed right down through the trees and aqueducts straight into the open window and then straight into Strawberry’s closed eyes. He somehow managed to fight it off, subconsciously, for a while. Yet his old enemy persisted, and finally he jerked out of sleep. He made a sweeping scowl.

For a little while, he managed to rest his hooves in front of him and hold the light off. It almost burned straight through his skin. He nudged himself a little bit over— holding onto the smooth body of the alicorn besides him. He held out for a few seconds, but then he just couldn’t take it.

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!” Strawberry shouted out, thrusting his hooves into the air. He bounced up and stood on the bed. “WHY does it have to be EVERY blasted day!” I’d better not have another stupid migraine happening… He fumbled around for his glasses.

The unicorn picked them up and blinked repeatedly. I wonder how many baking orders we have today. He stretched himself. Ah, just another stupid day in the stupid… sun… He froze.

“SUN!” Strawberry yelled. He sped over to the window and leaned out. He saw bluebirds in the trees, dogs and cats wandering about on the sidewalks, and— far off into the distance— unicorns trotting inside the massive buildings. He made the mistake of staring straight up into the sun for a split-second.

After letting out a little squeal of pain and rubbing the floating red blobs out of his vision, Strawberry stepped back to where he had been sleeping. The black blanket had been tossed off the bed and then laid all across his date. The unicorn reached over and pulled it off. He gasped.

Nightmare Moon was no more. In her place, he saw a shorter, lighter, bluer, and much happier looking alicorn. The battle gear and the bridal like wear had both disappeared. She looked so different. Yet Strawberry still saw what his heart had seen before. The night… the beauty of every last night… All of that wonder, that elegance, and that love boiled down into one pony.

She remained fast asleep. Strawberry leaned over close. But is it really… her? He brushed a little bit of her mane out of her face. She stirred… but just a little. Yes. He knew deep inside that it had to be. “L-luna…” he whispered.

Strawberry got back up. But… But… But… The night? The elements of harmony? The throne? The castle? What’s going on! He twirled around in place— having no idea where to even begin. He glanced over at the window, and then he took a few steps over.

Surly, you’re not going to jump out the window, are you— moron? He stopped. He turned around and jumped over towards the bedroom door. He bumped into something tall, taught, and white. The unicorn found himself back on the floor, and he rubbed his face. He then looked back up.

“C-c-celestia…” he muttered.

“Nice to meet you, Strawberry,” the alicorn said. She stepped over besides her sister. She leaned down and eyed the sleeping pony silently. Strawberry had only ever seen one other pony that looked more beautiful. Celestia’s mane reflected in the sunlight and seemed to turn the light into something else— something that felt warm and motherly.

“H-how did y-you…” Strawberry tried to squeak out. Terror coursed through his veins, although Celestia’s expression looked… amused if anything.

Celestia turned her head back towards Strawberry. She tried to suppress a giggle. “Perhaps… You have forgotten that we live here…” she said.

“Y-you… here… to… will…” he babbled. He pictured her skewering him with her horn, slicing him in half with her hooves, or picking him up and magically blasting him into the nearest aqueduct.

“It is time to restore justice for my sister,” Celestia replied. She had a flat expression. Her sheer magical power made Strawberry ache at her very presence, but she held herself back.

Strawberry shivered with intense fear— so strong that he could barely stand up. He still picked himself up and shifted his body over. He stood right in between the two sisters— sheltering Luna’s body with his. He managed, despite how he almost wanted to collapse, to flatten his face with silent determination.

Celestia made a slight smile. “A gentlecolt…” she said, “Well, it is clear what she saw in you…” She paused, and then she stepped a little bit away. “Oh, Strawberry, you have completely misunderstood what we meant.”

Strawberry’s mouth moved, but no words came out.

“It is time to restore justice,” Celestia began, “By having the two of us take our rightful place as we rule together.”

Strawberry said nothing. Emotions scrambled up all inside him. He felt like a bag of popcorn with little things bursting left and right. He opened his mouth, and then he silently started to cry.

“Strawberry…” Celestia began.

“The elements of harmony… the sun… the everything…” the unicorn muttered, “Why didn’t it… work… what happened.” He tried and failed to force the tears back.

“The elements worked,” Celestia said, and she put on a motherly tone, “They just happened to be… shall we say… incomplete.” She hesitated, searching for the right words. "There has never been a specific element of... love."

“And…” Strawberry murmured— still barely able to speak.

“All of six ponies are fine, Strawberry. You should not keep worrying. More than fine, actually, one must say that they look… ‘Overjoyed’ is the right word,” Celestia went on, “Strawberry, you need to know right now that we only came here to tell you one thing.”

“What?”

“Thank you.”

Strawberry would have grinned. He would have stood up tall and proud. He would have even tried to give Celestia a happy hug. He would have done all of those things if she didn't say something devastating next.

"There is also... something else about my you and sister," the white alicorn said. She tried to maintain composure, yet her mane drooped a bit and her legs seemed to almost shrink a little as well.

"Else..." the unicorn muttered. His heart seemed to crumble up like a raisin.

"It... will not happen," Celestia said. She didn't have to explain much further. On the one hoof, Strawberry remained still as a statue and had the same empty, blank expression. On the other hoof, he screamed his lungs out in the inside. "The rules about... about..." She tried to remain as cordial as possible. "Cross-contamination of the central royal bloodline are quite clear. That is not to mention the horrible scandal that would ensue. It is bad enough with what has already happened..."

The unicorn barely listened. His heart seemed to have dropped out of his body and fell straight into the center of the earth. Celestia finished her little speech, and then he finally exploded in tears.

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All in all, it had felt like a pretty crummy day. “Sure,” Strawberry whispered under his breath to himself, “Everypony likes a good celebration. But it’s not really a ‘celebration’ if it doesn’t end… If it drags on and on and… ooonnn…” He had finished the last of the cupcake orders, at least.

The unicorn had a fleeting moment to lean out the window and relax— until Mrs. Cake screeched at him again. He glanced about at the other ponies going about on the main street. None of them paid any attention to him. Story of my life… He crinkled up his empty cup and hurled it into the trash can below.

He went to head back to the kitchen, but then a soft voice came out from outside the window. The unicorn popped out. He saw a familiar looking bright yellow pegasus.

She shifted back a little at Strawberry’s stare, which he hadn’t intended to look so intense. “Oh… ah… I didn’t want to be a bother of course, and I didn’t want to pry…” Fluttershy said. The unicorn put on a smile, although it looked pretty fake. “Goodness knows, we’ve all talk… talked… about everything… I just… wanted to ask you something.”

“Sure,” he said, trying to force himself to be cheerful.

“What happened to… give you what’s… on your neck…” she squeaked out. Her tender, caring eyes looked all about him. “Oh… I would just hope that Nurse Redheart could do something… If you needed any help, just let me know… Please.”

“Thanks,” he replied. He rubbed himself a little bit. “It was just a nasty incident over in Everfree Forest. It happened as I headed over to that new castle. Some nasty creatures took some bites out of me. No worries. I’m feeling pretty fine now.”

“Oh, that’s great… It’s wonderful to see you’re alright…” Fluttershy said back. She started to step away. “I know. It’s always important to be careful of those awful black creatures of the night.”

Strawberry made a huge grin to which the pegasus titled her head at in surprise. She opened her mouth to say something else, but then she walked back away towards the town square. The unicorn chased after her with his eyes, and then he leaned back out of the window.

He made the same familiar path down the corridor towards the stairwell. He heard some commotion behind the side door behind him. Strawberry paused, and then he popped the door open. He didn’t see a thing except the empty street. He then took a look straight down, and he noticed a large package.

“Hey, Mrs. Ca—” he shouted, and then he suddenly stopped. Hey, it’s for me! “Oh, nevermind!” He picked the package back up and walked over to the sitting room. Hmm… there’s no return address…

Strawberry stepped in, took a seat on the gigantic couch, and he opened it up. He saw a flowerpot filled with Evening Stars. He stuck his nose in and inhaled the beautiful aroma. They also had gone into full bloom, and he gazed at the layers of petals upon petals.

He got up— glancing around for a perpetually dark spot to place the delicate flowers. On his second step, he heard something flutter off of his lap onto the floor. He picked it up with his magic.

“You are cordially invited,” the unicorn read aloud. He flipped it around, and he didn’t see anything else— no stamp, no nothing. He carefully slid the envelope open with his horn. He then saw a small piece of pinkish colored paper drawn on with some combination of crayon and colored pencil.

On one side, somepony had created a beautiful scene. A tall, proud set of trees stood around a shimmering lake with dozens of bright stars reflected on it. Below that, various mossy trunks decorated a pretty, peaceful-looking grassy clearing. The unicorn squinted, and then he saw a little spot of the lake with a bit of writing. It read ‘Tonight’.

He turned the paper around, and then he gazed at the other page. He took a breath. He then plopped back on the couch— overcome with emotion from what he saw.

A little bit of fancy looking writing decorated the bottom of the page. It had been underlined time and time again for emphasis. It read: 'Let's just keep it between the two of us'. The beautiful image above couldn't make it any more clear.

A massive gray moon glowed with stark, bluish white light and had been coated from top to bottom, side to side with hundreds of bright red… strawberries.

The End