/mom/ Sunburned by Treegray (dead)

Now when bite your pussy I don't want to hear anything mother!

>"Do it. I dare you."
>You lick your lips, a light sweat beginning to form on your brow.
"I'll seriously do it..I swear I will!"
>She wiggles her hind in your face.
>"Show mommy she didn't raise a coward then. Bite it. Cross the line of our relationship."
>Your breathing becomes sporadic, as shaking palms grasp her plot.
>She gasps lightly, and flinches.
>"Cold..."
>A lump in your throat struggles to go down, as you close in on her regal sex.
>Momlestia starts to breathe a little harder observing you closely, as you lightly touch her with your tongue.
>"Mnh.."
>As if you were lapping up pudding, you try to slide as much of her into your mouth.
>"Anon..Are you sure about this...Ah!"
>Your firm sucking and nibbling confirms your resolve, as pink flesh pokes through her opening.
>"Oh my--Anon! Bite it harder honey!"
>She presses back against your fa-
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>You quickly slip the book back under Anon's mattress.
>What did you just read?!
>Anon fantasizes about bedding you? Since when did your sweet little boy look at you as a mare to be courted?
>You use an extended wing to wipe some sweat from your horn.
>"HEY MOM! HOW'S IT GOING?!"
>You nearly jump out of your own skin at the loud greeting from behind.
"S-sunshine! I-I was just looking for you!"
>"In my room? You know I go for a walk in the garden around this time..."
"O-Of course! It must've slipped my mind..I must be going now!"
>You gallop off without giving your son the chance to talk, praying he doesn't see your winking along the way.
>Wonder how long has he been writing erotica about you?
>A better question.
>Do you see him as a suitor, or a son?

"It was the most surreal thing Luna! I couldn't believe what I was reading! I mean---Anon and me?"
>You stare into your cup of tea, as Luna nods sipping hers eloquently.
>"Tis not that odd sister."
"You don't think so?"
>Luna shakes her head placing the tea cup down.
>"It is natural for one's young to have dreams, and desires to please one close to them. Why I bet there were a few pages in there about myself!"
>She giggles, as you ponder the things you read.
>Luna is eyeing you as if she's expecting some sort of confirmation.
"He desperately wants to cross that line with me Luna. I-I've watched over him from a tender, bright-eyed child into this adolescent young human. Part of me could never dare to take such steps, but another part of me--"
>Luna cocks an eye.
"I somewhat am curious as to how such an experience would feel. It'd be something I've never felt before in all my long years of life."
>"I think you should explore it."
"Luna!"
>She puts a hoof up.
>"Now hear me out. You're not related by blood, so it wouldn't be of any consequence."
"Luna! I'm his mother!"
>She rolls her eyes.
>"No. You are merely his guardian. You ave yourself this "mother" title."
>You can't believe what you're hearing from your younger sister.
>"Besides. He has become quite strapping. I may try something myself soon."
>She licks her lips tauntingly looking away. It burns you all the way to your core.
"No! I won't allow any sort of--of---"Horseplay"!"
>Luna stifles a chuckle.
>"I wasn't being serious sister, but from the look on your face you seem to be considering it. Maybe a late night visit is in order?"
>You bang your hooves on the table.
"You jest too much Luna. This Tea party is over."
>"Aww. Come now Celie. It was just a joke!"
>You get up, and stomp out of the study, leaving a laughing Luna behind.
>"Oh. Hey ma! How're you?"
>In the Hallway Anon waves at you from down the corridor.
>"Are you free? Can I talk to you?"
>Your eyes widen, as you take off running,
>Sometime later, after fleeing from your adoptive son, you found yourself engrossed in paperwork in your office.
>The curse of being the leader of a nation.
>At this point, you'd do anything to get out of having to face Anonymous.
>That story..it was so-- so lewd!
"Gosh. Another dispute between the Yaks and Griffons? I swear they'll do anything to quarrel with one another..."
>All they ever do is battle over territory, It's such a bother to constantly have to be the mediator in their little squabbles.
>NOK NOK.
"Come in."
>You don't even look at the door. It's probably Luna coming to tease you again.
>"Ma...?"
>You skin runs cold, and you can feel your mane change colors.
>A certain green human quietly slides in shutting the door behind him, a look of concern dotting his face.
"ANONYMOUS?! Wh-What are you doing here?! I-I'm busy with work!"
>He frowns not coming any closer.
>You gulp.
>"You've been avoiding me all day mom. I just want to know why-"
"I don't have time for this Anon! M-Mommy's really busy! I can't spare a moment!"
>You turn back to your work, furrowing your brow.
>"Did I do something wrong? Are you angry with me?"
>You grit your teeth, hearing him come closer.
"STOP!"
>You look at him with pleading eyes.
>Anonymous was only halfway to you, when you stopped him with your canterlot voice.
>"M-mom?"
"Please. Don't come closer."
>You hear him sniffle.
>"Do you hate me? Are you tired of me? Should I just leave the castle?"
"No! I don't hate you! It's just--"
>You hang your head.
>"Then what is it? Why can't I come closer to you?"
"I--mommy is a bit confused Anonymous. That's all."
>Even the word "Mom" seems fruitless to say after reading what you did.
>"By what?"
>You clear your throat.
"I-I saw your book...about me."
>You hear a quiet gasp come from his lips.
"I...I don't know what to think.."
>He starts to get closer again, but you don't lash out this time. You want him to come closer.
>His hand comes in contact with your back.
"Mnnh."
>"What did you think of it..?"
>Your breathing is starting to increase. It's almost like a scene out of his book.
"I-I was surprised to say the least."
>His hand begins to stroke the nape of your back.
>"You didn't feel anything else?"
"I felt..oh my..I felt hot.."
>His hand begins to caress your wings.
>"Hot? Is this making you feel hot mother?"
"Th-this isn't right Anonymous...we're related--"
>"Not by blood mom. I want you. I'm old enough to desire you, and I want you more than anything in this world or the next."
>His hand slides under your chin, guiding your muzzle to his lips.
"I-if we do this...You can't leave me ever!"
>"Forever. Until time ends mom."
>Powerful arms wrap around your slender body pulling you closer.
>His tongue slides into your mouth,saliva intermingling-
>"YOUR HIGHNESS!"
>Your head bolts up, a document sticking to your drool covered cheek.
>A butler stands next to you with a candle in hoof.
"Wh-what happened?!"
>"You fell asleep milady. The day has ended, and it's time for the sun to come down. You must be careful not to overwork yourself."
"O-of course."
>You take the paper off your face, feeling complete shame.
>Shouldn't have read that book.
>You're so out of it right now.
>Bumping into pillars, paintings and Ponies, you name it.
>This day has turned your whole world upside down, and you fear that if you speak to Anonymous things will never be the same again.
>He knows you as Mother. Not just a guardian. He gave you the opportunity to have a child, despite your inability to give birth to any yourself.
>He's so special--no. He's your everything. He's family.
>How could a Princess ever subject herself to something like--like--
>Incest?
>You lick your lips, allowing your body to move on auto-pilot taking you wherever it wants to go.
>But, to say the prospect of ignoring those non-blood related ties, and letting him take you, and doing whatever he wants to you.
>Just like in his book-
>Burying his face in your dripping backside, swirling his tastebuds all around your opening-
>Then pounding you into sexual insanity, releasing his seed deep into your womb, making you scream out in a mega orgasmic Canterlot voi-
>"Sister?"
>"Hey Ma."
>You shake your head rapidly.
>Your legs brought you to the Dining Hall, where Luna, and Anonymous sit staring at you.
"Oh..O-oh hello.."
>"So happy you could join us the eve! I feared you would have gone to bed without any supper!"
>Luna grins happily, but Anon looks away, and down at a bowl of soup in front of him sadly.
>It tears at your heart to see your son so unhappy, but this is for the best.
>Neither of you can have these thoughts, and if you distance yourself from him, maybe he'll forget this silly notion of bedding you.
"I-I'm happy I could make it as well.."
>You try to curl your unfurled wings back up.
>Got a little too riled up.
>"Anonymous and I were just talking about his day over his favorite potato soup! Come join us! I'll get a bowl for you as well!"
"I-I'm really tired so--"
>Anonymous looks up at you with glossy eyes, like a puppy dog, and looks away defeated.
"But I have time for maybe one bowl.."
>Luna puts her hooves together with a big grin, and clops her hooves together.
>This energy is unlike her you think to yourself as you sit directly across from your "son".
>You can see a little smile on his face as he plays with his soup with a spoon.
>"Tis a lovely evening to share a meal together! Wouldn't you say Anonymous?"
>He doesn't look up.
>Uh...yeah."
>Your chest tightens.
>You want to desperately leap over the table and take him in your hooves, and tell him it'll be okay. Stroke him gently, and ki--
>THUMP.
>Luna and Anonymous flinch at you thumping your forehead.
>"Is everything okay sister?"
"YES! It's all fine..All fine. WHERE IS THAT SOUP?!"
>A butler pony brings a steaming bowl of soup to you right after your question, and lays it before you.
>You take a deep breath, and levitate your spoon into the bowl and up to your lips.
>"I-in any case, Anon tells me he's been studying up on writing techniques! Our little one is studying to become an acclaimed author!"
>You almost spit-take.
>"I-it's nothing really. I-I'm just interested in it.."
>"Nonsense! I must know what brought this interest on however-"
>You can feel Luna glancing at you. The blue jerk...
>Anonymous looks up at you.
>"I really don't want to talk about it."
>Luna moves from her seat at the head of the table, directly next to your son, and puts a wing around him, and a hoof dangerously close to forbidden areas on his lap.
>What does she think she's doing?
>"It's okay dearest "nephew". You can tell Auntie anything. She won't judge you."
>A flustered look flashes across his face, as your face heats up.
"L-luna, perhaps you shouldn't pressure him to talk about it."
>She grins at you.
>She knows what she's doing. She's trying to anger you.
>And it's working.
>"It's fine sister. Tis a simple question."
>Her hoof moves.
>"Au-auntie?"
>Your teeth grit.
"Luna. I suggest you give him some space. NOW."
>Anonymous trembles.
>A harsh glare is matched by a smug grin from Luna.
>"I-it was two goddesses."
>You and Luna both look at Anonymous.
>"Two goddesses that picked up a weak, and pitiful lost child, and raised him to the heavens. They protected, and loved him as their own, and no matter what, he'll never be able to repay them."
>Luna's smug grins slowly falls.
>Your face falls from the previous growing fury.
"They fill me with so much love, and pride sometimes I can barely contain it, and it makes me feel weird!"
"Anon--"
>"Anonymous you--"
>He slips out of Luna's wing, and stands up.
>"Mom."
"Y-yes?"
>"I've just wanted to say I appreciate everything you've done, and will continue to do for me, but I've been thinking that perhaps it's time I moved out of the castle."
>"WHAT?!"
"WHAT ARE YOU SAYING?!"
>You and Luna both shout out in unison.
>He rubs his arm.
>"Things are changing. With me, and the mood in this castle as I get older...I-it's making me feel uncomfortable, and I can tell you feel the same. I mean you've been avoiding me all day..."
>You can hear your heart shatter into a million pieces.
>You've been trying to distance yourself from him since you read his story, not thinking of his own feelings.
"N-no, I haven't--!"
>He sighs.
>"You literally ran away from me Mom. I can feel the tension between us-"
>Luna rises to her hooves, and throws her forelegs around Anonymous.
>"There is no tension between you and I Anonymous! Please think about this!"
>Sure. Throw you right under the carriage.
>He pulls her off, and steps back.
>"I've made my mind up. I want to be out before the week ends."
"Son...no.."
>"Anonymous please! Can we talk about this?"
>He shakes his head, and begins to walk backwards until he does a moving about face leaving the dining hall.
>You both watch him silently leave with a booming click of the door.
>"Sister..."
>Your eyes trail to Luna who isn't even looking to you.
"Luna."
>"...."
"....."
>"He shall not leave. I cannot afford to allow him to leave me."
"We are in agreement. Family should not be apar-"
>"NO!"
>She bangs her hooves on the table this time.
>Her eyes are slightly red, but no tears are coming out.
>"I'm not like you. I do not fear my true feelings, nor will I lie or flee from my inner truth!"
>You narrow your eyes.
"What are you trying to say?"
>"I believe it should be obvious."
>An awkward silence befalls the two of you.
>"I've seen him as a stallion before your mind could even fathom such a thing."
>You gasp.
"Luna! This is wron-"
>"Don't tell ME what's wrong with your wishy-washy moral compass!"
>You clam up.
>"There are four days left before he leaves us. I will approach him in three, and then I will take him as mine."
>You stare hard at her, wishing you had heat vision.
>"Wallow in your confusion if you wish, or ignore him. It makes no sense to me, but you will NOT interfere."
>Her eye twitches.
"This is..you..I don't--"
>Your mind is a flurry of thoughts.
>"Goodnight. I must begin Night court. "Sister"."
>She snorts, flicking her tail in your direction, and leaves the hall slamming the door behind her.
>Your soup stares up at you.
"What just happened?"
End Part 1

>How could things have gotten so out of hoof?
>Part of you wishes that you never found that accursed book. What type of mother invades her son's privacy anyway?
>After that huge blowup at dinner, you retreated to you room, mind still processing everything that happened, and locked yourself inside.
>You never figured Luna had feelings like that for your own CHILD!
"What do I do now? Who can the Princess write to when she's having problems?"
>You pace around your room distraught thinking of what to do next, and find your eyes focused on a family picture resting next to your bed.
>It's of you, Anonymous, and Luna, smiling happily while he sits on your back with a guard helmet on.
"My dearest child. What went so wrong between us?"
>If only things could go back to how they once were. When you were a close-knit family, free of all these thoughts of debauchery. When you and Luna weren't at each others throats, and Anonymous wasn't going to leave.
>There's no helping it.
>You have to speak to him.
>As painfully awkward as it may be-
>No matter how much you want to avoid it-
>This has to be addressed at some point. You need to acknowledge the feelings he has, and deal with them accordingly, or otherwise end up losing your beloved son forever.
>You cease the endless pacing, and take a deep breath.
>Resolve steeled, you march to your door, and quietly open it, not wanting to be seen by anypony--
>Wait. Why are you about to sneak around? What's so strange about a mother going to see her child?
>I-it's not like it's some type of late night Plottycall or something, right?
>Right.
>Despite your logic, you end up tiptoeing through the hallways, hiding behind pillars, and every potted plant you can see like some type of thief, even brandishing a cardboard box at one point to sneak past a couple patrolling guards.
>How ridiculous you are.
>You finally get to his room after several minutes of pointless creeping.
>The double doors to his chambers seem so much larger to you. Looming even.
>You gulp nervously, and raise a shaky hoof.
"Okay Celestia. You can d-do this. Just knock, and bid him good evening...that's all! Nothing else will happen!"
>You tap the door so lightly, If you weren't watching yourself knock, you wouldn't hear anypony from the other end.
"Oh! Looks like he's not awake! Guess I better get back to my room!"
>Laughing like a fool, you about-face and start your trek back to your chambers-
>CREEEEE-
>You freeze mid-step.
>"Hello...?"
>Horseapples.
"H-hello evening good son! How be you are?!"
>He tilts his head in confusion.
>"What?"
>You face him, and thump your head.
"Good evening son. How are you doing?"
>You crack a crooked smile.
>He looks around, and back to you.
>"Do you want to talk inside? It's kinda late to be chatting it up in the hallway."
>You can feel every pore on your body open up.
"Uh--I--I don't know if that's such--"
>His eyes have that same glossy look from dinner again.
"Okay. Let's talk."
>He moves aside for you to enter, and softly closes the door behind you.
>His scent fills the room, bringing comfort to your troubled nerves. It reminds you of better days.
>"So...?"
"Er--yes..I wished to speak about your decision from earlier. Perhaps there is something I can do to persuade you to stay?"
>He walks past you, perching on his bed with crossed arms.
>He closes his eyes, swinging his head a little.
>"There isn't. I'm sorry ma."
>You frown.
"Then perhaps you can elaborate on why you want to go? Your previous explanation was a tad bit "vague"."
>He rubs the back of his head.
>"I don't know any other way to explain it honestly. I mean--"
>He sighs and looks down.
>You notice the corner of a familiar book poking from between his mattress.
>The book that started all this.
>"I don't know how to say it. It's complicated."
>Understatement.
>Silence fills the room, as you both search for what to say to the other.
>There's multiple facets of the conversation that you could address, but you don't want to force him into a corner.
>"I just think this needs to be done. In order for things to go back to normal--to stop feeling this way--"
>He stands up and walks to his window, looking out while leaning against the wall.
>"This sick, weird way about you and Auntie, I need to be away from you both."
"What feelings could you possibly have that would constitute "sick" and "weird" son? What way are you feeling?"
>You already know, but the metaphorical floodgates of your heart, feel as if they will burst open if he says it out loud, rather than see it in a book.
>The part of you that wants him, like he wants you is so strong now.
>All he has to do is say it.
>"I want you as my mare", and you'll give yourself to him without thinking twice.
>When did you even arrive at such an option?
>"I j-just can't say it! I don't want you to hate me-"
"Sunshine, I'd never hate you! I love you with all my heart!"
>You approach him, and nuzzle his cheek with your nose.
>He returns the affection with a sad smile.
>"Thank mom. I love you too, but after what happened today, with you running from me, it's obvious you know what's going on, and why this is for the best."
"N-no! I wasn't running! It was just I had re--"
>You stop.
>He looks at you waiting for you to continue your sentence.
>This is it.
>All you have to do is tell him you read the book. Tell him you want to explore this possibility of taking it to the next level.
>Becoming more than just Son, and mother, but lovers.
"-I had remembered I had urgent business, and had to hurry is all..."
>Fool.
>"O-oh. I understand. You are a Princess after all."
"But I'm here now! We can have that chat you wanted!"
>He wipes his nose, and sniffs, looking back outside.
>"W-what do you see me as?"
"My darling child of course."
>You dirty liar.
>He sighs again.
>"Okay. That was all I wanted to know..."
>You can hear the disappointment in his voice.
>More silence.
>But it's a different kind this time. It's so thick, and tense its almost visible.
"Wha-what makes you ask such a question?"
>His face twitches, but he doesn't answer your question.
>You place a wing under his chin.
"What do you see me as Anonymous?"
>He releases a small gasp, and looks into your eyes, with an expression akin to a lost puppy dog.
>You gulp loudly again, feeling your face go flush.
>When was he ever this handsome? He's not even a pony, yet you can't help but feel drawn to him--
>Without realizing it, your faces are so close you can feel your own breath bouncing off his lips back to yours.
>"A-as a Ma-"
>THOOM.
>"Nephew! I wish to speak with thee this night! Are you awake?!"
>Luna kicked open the doors breaking the heavy moment.
"Wh-what the-"
>You somehow moved over to the corner of his room at super speed.
>Poor Anonymous on the other hoof was shoved clear across his bed. His feet are sticking straight up into the air.
>Isn't the universe just magical, with how it presents and whisks away opportunity?
>"Were you two in the middle of something? I hope I didn't interrupt you!"
>Luna is sneering.
>She did this on purpose!
>Trotting in like she owns the place, she places her fat rump onto his bed.
>Anonymous has recovered by this time, rubbing his head with a groan.
>"Sister! How unusual for you to be up this late! You should hurry off to bed! You have a busy day ahead of you tomorrow after all..."
>You glare at her.
"You're right. I-I was just leaving."
>Anon looks up at you from his bed, his face red as well.
>What were you about to do?
>What in the name of Tartarus were you about to do to your son?
>A mixture of anger, guilt, and confusion bubble up within as you excuse yourself from the room without a word.
>You couldn't be more ashamed of yourself right now.
>This is like Shining Armor having romantic feelings about his daughter!
>You are Princess Celestia, and you are a bad mother.

>You are Anonymous, and you are a terrible son.
>What were you thinking of doing a moment ago? With Ma of all ponies?
>Bad enough you've been writing that disgusting fanfiction bull, now you're literally trying to live out those secret fantasies with her! Fucking es/Puberty.
>It's just she's so beautiful. Her regal air, and her curves. You want to touch her. Be inside her--
>You have to leave.
>This is just getting sick. Unholy.
"I'm gonna puke."
>Something nuzzles your cheek.
>It's Auntie Luna's nose.
>"Nephew. What troubles you so?"
>You run a hand over your face.
"I..I don't want to say. I don't know what's wrong with me Auntie. I've been having these..."urges"."
>"Urges?"
"It--it's hard to explain."
>"Perhaps not so much nephew."
>She sits straight up with a slight grin on her face.
"What do you mean?"
>She turns herself on your bed, so she's facing you.
>"I'm no stranger to "urges". We've all been waifs before."
>Your eyes widen.
"Wh-wh-what are you trying to say?"
>She inspects her hoof as if they were nails.
>"This writing of yours. I've taken a fond interest in it Nephew-"
"My writing? Bu-but I haven't--"
>"Let's cease these games. You've reached an age, where you can be considered an adult after all."
>Before you can respond, your secret notebook floats between the two of you from between your mattress.
"Auntie!"
>She smiles knowingly, and opens the book without your permission.
>You try to reach for it only to have it moved out of your grasp.
>"Settle down now Anon dear. We just want to read a few passages of your literary genius is all."
>Your face turns solid crimson, as she flips through the pages to a specific section.
>How did she even know about your journal?!
>"AHEM.."Breed the Moon". Interesting title Nephew."
"Auntie..please don't do thi-"
>She places a hoof on your lips.
>"It is okay. Please. Let me read."
>Her eyes take a seductive glow in the pale moonlight, that makes you want to obey her every whim.
>You silently nod.
>Luna licks her lips, and starts reading.
>"I can say I've never looked forward to the evening. Each night I watch as the crescent moon flows through the halls like a ballerina--That's quite eloquent."
>You cover your face, but she lowers your hands with her hoof.
>"She stirs certain emotions inside me. Emotions I'm afraid to act upon, for if I did, I would step across a line no mortal was meant to."
>A hard lump sits in your throat as her smile increases with each word.
>"The things I want to do to the moon. How badly I want to be inside of it. Is this normal? Am I disturbed? Or am I just honest?"
>She closes the book, with closed thinking eyes not saying anything.
>You're three seconds away from having a panic attack after having your most innermost thoughts read out.
>"So tell me. Do you feel the same now? Do you still feel disturbed?"
>You gulp, and open and close your mouth a few times.
>"I must say, you have quite a way with words. I could feel your thoughts flowing off the pages nephew."
>The book is gingerly placed on the floor.
>Luna then slowly crawls towards you, not once once breaking her gaze.
>"What if I said you could act on the "urges"? Those strong emotions of yours? What if "the moon" said you could give in to those feelings and desires? What would you do?"
>Your loins nearly vibrate, and your body starts to heat up.
>Luna is so close now you can feel her breath on your lips. All it would take is a centimeter to kiss her.
"I--I--"
>Sweat begins to appear on your droplet.
>"Let's not play games nephew."
"O-okay."
>She smiles.
>"Do you want me?"
>And there it is.
>That mere question has so much force-
>So much TEMPTATION in it, you nearly lose consciousness there from how arousing this whole situation is.
"I-I do."
>Her lips press against your face, with a nasally inhale.
>Oh god.
>Sweet merciful heavens above.
>The kiss breaks with an audible smack.
>"Let's continue."
>Let's continue doing what though?
>It's not like you're a pro at this or anything.
>What's more important is what this will mean afterwards.
>You becoming lovers with Luna.
>She climbs on top of you wrapping her forelegs around your neck.
"Y-you're so light.."
>She giggles.
>"I'm not sure whether to take that as a compliment nep-"
>She freezes for a few moments.
>"No. Not Nephew. Not anymore after tonight. Touch me."
>You place shaky hands on her soft body, and take in all her curves nervously, gliding trembling palms all over her waist and rump.
>You glance over something sticky and moist, getting a surprised yelp from Luna.
"L-Luna?"
>She shivers.
>"Naughty boy...you go straight for your prize don't you?"
>You touch it again, feeling it engulf your fingers.
>"N-ngahh..."
>She drapes her neck over your shoulder moaning softly.
>You push in deeper, feeling the sweat beads flow down your head, and chin, breathing out your mouth to keep from hyperventilating.
>Sqush Sqoosh~
>"Mnnh..Y-yes.."
>It's no secret what you're playing with right now, and goodness is it driving you crazy.
>Liquid seems to trickle all over your palm.
>"I did not--nnf--know you were so skilled in foreplay Anonymous...A skill that stallions lack nowadays."
"I-I'm just following wh-what my heart says!"
>"Does it tell you, that you need to be inside me right now?"

>And here it comes.
>You feel your pants bottom slowly slide off your legs from Luna's magic.
>She stares into your eyes with an aroused lick of her lips, as the trousers reach your ankles.
>"Are you ready to become one?"
>You take a deep breath.
"Y-yes Celestia."
>Luna's smile quickly turns into a frown.
>"What did you just call me?"
>What did you just call her?

>Not a wink of freaking sleep.
>What is this human doing to you?
>After that little episode last night with your son,and Luna you retreated back to your room in defeat, tail between your legs.
>Pathetic.
>You slither out of bed with outstretched drooped wings, and look into a mirror.
>It's time to raise the sun, and you look like you just went a full twelve rounds with a dragon.
>What if Anonymous sees you like this?
>Even more than your appearance is the fact he was alone with Luna last night when she should have been tending to Night Court!
>Sure, hardly anypony goes to her during that time, but you never know!
>The sun lazily rises to the sky, reflecting your condition, as the moon lowers.
>You take a deep breath, and try to make yourself semi presentable, and head outside, to see a familiar face heading in your direction.
"My sister. Good morning."
>Luna is stomping.
>"YOU."
"?"
>Once in your face, she snarls loudly at you.
>"Don't you "?" at me! When will you finally be sated sister? The adoration of the masses isn't enough for you?! Must you take everything I hold dear?!"
"I have no idea what you're going on about."
>"Don't pretend. You do."
>She placed the tip of her hoof on your chest.
>"Play the aloof buffoon, but know this. I WILL succeed this time!"
>You cock an eye in confusion, as she wither-bumps you, on her way to her chambers.
>Did something actually happen last night??
>It's almost killing you now to know.
>Normally, you'd go to Anon's room around this time to bid him good morning--
>You pace back and forth wondering what to do. Not much time before the day starts after all.
>All this inner monologue isn't healthy for you.
>Forget it. Go see your son. He may need you right now!
"Right! My boy needs his mother! Who knows what Luna could've done!"
>You smile at your resolve, and march to his room, a song beginning to play in the backgorund.
>Here it comes. Lyrics brew and bubble in your throat, and you open your mouth.
"Weeeeeell~"
>One song, and dance number later, you stand in front of your son's chambers ready to knock.
>You raise your hoof, and keep it mere inches from his door, suddenly finding yourself covered in sweat, and trembling.
>Well well. Looks like somepony didn't get the moral.
"I-I'm about to do it...I-I-I'm seriously gonna knock...!"
>THUMP THUMP THUMP
"Sweet mother of me, I can't do this-"
>A breeze wafts through the halls ruffling your wings, and conveniently opening his doors with a loud creaking howl.
"Of course his door opens on its own."
>You roll your eyes.
>In any case, you peek inside, and see him tucked into his blankets snoozing away.
>A smile creeps up on your face, as you make your way inside, quietly shutting the door behind you.
"So adorable. It reminds me of when you in your crib so long ago..."
>The night when Anonymous was brought to you comes to mind, when you received the dying request to raise him from his first mother.
>But that's another story in itself.
>Gently taking your place on his bed, you peck his forehead.
>"Mnnf..."
"So cute."
>These are the moments you live for.
>Seeing his peaceful, sleeping expression-
>You can't help but kiss him again on his eye.
>Then his nose....
>Then his cheek...
>You start breathing harder.
>What's happening right now?
>You can feel your cheeks flush, and your breath become ragged,
"Celestia, what in the wide world of Equestria are you doing...?"
>You kiss his unmoving lips tenderly, feeling your wings unfurl, and flowing tail rise.
>Suddenly, he's not so cute anymore.
>He's utterly handsome, and you want him. So bad it's driving you insane.
>The walls around your heart are slowly crumbling away, giving way to passion, drowning reason in its wake.
>Still locked in the one-sided kiss, you attempt to pry his mouth open with your long tongue.
>"Mnnf..."
>His eyes flutter open, and lock with yours, half drooped.
>You separate from him with a trail of saliva connecting the two of you.
>"Mom...?"
"A-anon! I--I--"
End Part 2? Forever