Games Sisters Play (Pt.3)

Daybreaker vs. Nightmare Moon

A/N The fight you've been waiting for!

The ‘room’ in question was one untouched for the better part of a century, a grand hall once used to host banquets and glitzy balls for the highest of state dignitaries, now turned into a wretched, dim world of massive, towering columns that stretched into darkness above, all-consuming, terrifying for any pony to behold.

The air was musty, with an uncomfortable, palpable tension that was made all the more electrifying with the tap of heels on the centuries-old untouched marble, parts of it worn and cracked with time...and battle.

This was ground-zero, where Celestia and Luna’s throne once stood, merging into a ballroom that constituted the East Wing of the palace. There would come a day when it would be torn down to make way for something new, much like the relationship of the two reunited sisters, but for now, there was one last battle to be fought year, much like the one that had occurred a thousand years ago that had ended with Luna’s banishment, and blood and cum stains that took months to remove.

Luna stretched on one of the columns, clad in a robe of glimmering silver and white, looking stunningly angelic and casting a dim, comforting glow around herself.  “Sister.” She greeted primly, flashing the other mare a smile even as she continued to stretch, loosening her lithe, fit body up. It didn’t help Celestia that her robe was translucent, showing off her feminine assets to the Sun mare. Every curve, from the subtle arches and crests of her lightly toned abs, to the larger, more gorgeous roundness of her divine breasts and teats...even the succulent curve of her gorgeous, obsidian cock, throbbing free under the hem of her nightgown, was on display as she spread her legs, putting her arms above and behind her as she continued loosening her body up.

Celestia had opted to be far more conservative, dressing in a nightgown of opaque silk of pink and yellow, albeit, with a dangerous neckline that was purposely left loose and down for her sister’s wicked benefit, and nopony else. “Sister.” She responded, her breath leaving her lips in wisps of frost, the room unnaturally cold and sinister, a by-product of the explosions of Luna’s dark magic that had seeped into the foundations a thousand years prior, left to mature like a fine vintage.

Anypony else with a less than immortal constitution and sanity would have been lapped at by the tendrils of darkness surrounding the room, with the magnitude of the oppressing feeling deepening in the middle of the room, where steps would lead to a lowered platform, surrounded by four towering pillars.

It was usually where the crown jewels were hosted on display, but the furniture had long burnt to a crisp, and the jewels hidden away as war raged on, leaving a flat, smooth, open ground where the two mares could meet, face to face. 

“A...peculiar location of choice, Tia. I would have figured your chambers, but at the same time...this is far more fitting.” Luna smiled, undoing her robe and letting the fabric fall to her feet, the cloth disintegrating into glimmering dust before it even touched the floor, leaving the Princess nude and throbbing hard, ready to properly embrace her sister’s invitation. “Round Two, is it not?” She purred, before grinning an uncharacteristically...toothy grin, showing off her fangs. Already, she was salivating, and her voice turned lower, huskier, sultrier.

Celestia was far more composed, taking her time to undo the many laces of her outfit to let the fabric disintegrate around her, falling like pieces of armor. Luna was far from unsatisfied with the wait as Celestia worked the stubborn lingerie off her body, stripping down to naught but her bare fur. “Indeed.” She said with a soft pant, her cock trembling hard even as it hung her clothes on as the fabric disintegrated. Her pre-cum was already spurting wickedly onto the marble floor in front of her, a sight not unmissed by her sister, nor to be forgotten any time soon. An unseen clock ticked in the background, echoing in the room, one not of this world but an almagation of ruinous magic that turned the entire wing of the Palace into a world of it’s own.

“Hehehehe….” Luna snarled. “Do it.”

“As you wish, dear sister.” Celestia smirked back, showing a confident grin as her horn lit up.

The clock stopped, and then ticked with a mechanically grotesque noise, being forced backwards and being made to spin in reverse. 

The oppressive world around them receded. Darkness gave way to dim, weak light, before receding further. Colors, mutely beautiful, returned to the world, casting away the gray and painting the room around them with a cacophony of color. Pinks and blues, dazzling golds and silvers, grand, royal yellows and the most regal of purple filled the vision of the two Princesses even as the clock seemed to shriek its disapproval, and once it would go no more, Celestia released her hold over it, letting it finally tick with an angry sounding huff.

“Three hours.” Celestia said, cracking her knuckles as she shot her sister a smile. 

“Give me half an hour, I will have you worshipping my feet.” Luna tilted her head and grinned a bit more wildly now, her eyes trembling and twitching slightly. “Sistteerrr…..”

Courtiers and nobles, sycophants and servants loyal crowded around them, ghosts of the past, built from nothing but specks of essence left over. They blinked, brought to life, a construct of nothing but Celestia’s magic, programmed to do one and only one thing.

To cheer.

A flash of light, blinding to all, erupted in the room, neigh, two flashes, one a searing gold, the other a black so sinister it threatened to consume the room all over again.

“DAYBREAKER!!!!” A mare screeched wildly, her eyes flaring with light as she spread her long, luscious legs and her arms and fingers, showing off her claws to her opponent as she stood her ground. She stood in full-regalia, glistening in the purest of crystal, from head to the tips of her toes...and yet, it would not be a true replica of what the audience in the room might have remembered when she transformed then and there, attempting regicide that very night. 

The armor ended in very delicious locations; streaks of crystal went along her waist and up her ribs and chest, only to part to the side to give way to her bare, bountiful breasts, letting the crowd and her opponent watch as they bounced and jiggled in time to her ragged, almost strained breathing; the excitement beginning to overwhelm her. Her cock, at full mast and longer, harder, bigger than Luna’s own, was thumping firmly against the cold plate armor of her belly. Her moons by her hips were covered in plate, with markings of the moon engraved painstakingly onto the enchanted armor, though her other moons were left open, luscious, supple, and oh-so-big, her ass ready to be used as a weapon as well, or abused by her opponent should she become careless. “We meet againnnn…” Almost rabid looking drool ran down her lips, before she callously wiped it off with her armored forearm. “I believe you owe me your throne…” 

Nopony would blame her for looking both like a slut and warrior queen, and certainly not her opponent. 

Embers danced in the air as the other mare remained silent, before she looked up and grinned. Her eyes burned like Tartarus itself, a shade of red that would have turned monarchs to babies on their thrones, and her mane and gorgeous tail turned to fire itself, burning bright in the room. “And I believe you owe me your ass, whorse. HAHAHAHAHA!” The other mare’s fire burnt brighter and she bared her own fangs.

The other mare was plated in nothing less than gold, shining brightly in the room and making her look all the more goddessly, though missing key pieces of her armor that would have made her either a walking target on the battlefield, or a distraction so impressive it would have won battles alone. Her breasts, big, bountiful and almost intimidating, were squeezed by aroused hands, the wicked mare fondling herself as she licked her lipsticked-lips. “You wouldn't believe how much I yearned this over the centuries. To defeat you...the proper way.” 

She spread her legs for the other woman, letting those tough, tight balls swing firmly, and her cock to smack against the belly-plate of her armor, striking the blisteringly hot metal with ease, and sounding like a war gong before the battle as it throbbed and throbbed. 

She let out a gush of hot steam from her nose, and she smiled an odd looking smile, one that looked out of place on such a sinister mare, one that radiated dominance, power, and evil. She winked a very tiny, reserved wink. “The safe word is banana.”

Then she growled in a low tone, and hellfire belched from her lips. “Now whorse...come meet your fate, your end, your DESTRUCTION!!!!”

With a pair of loud, wild shrieks, the mares rushed at each other with charges powerful enough to ram the gates of Old Canterlot down twice over. Helms clanked loudly into one another as they headbutted one another, just as breast smacked against breast, belly against belly, cock against cock, the duel to find the superior mare beginning as they grappled wildly, claws scraping against armor and leaving marks as they sought to find purchase against one another.

Arms looped around their backs as they brought one another close, snarling in one another’s faces as their other free hands moved down to grip their aching cocks together, squeezing down with crushing force, trapping them together...and on cue, they began pumping furiously to the screams and cries of the crowd, some backing Day, some backing Night, traitors in Celestia’s court beginning to surface.

“ARRRGGGGH!” Daybreaker growled in a fit of rage and arousal as her pink, sopping dick was pumped; the silk-like leather of Nightmare Moon’s gloves coming to full use as it teased her cock to spit more and more glistening, pearly pre-cum on both herself and Nightmare’s cock. “F-foal…” She moaned. “You’d dare to try something so ludicrous?” She tried to pump back as hard as she could, working Nightmare’s obsidian fuck-spire to the point that the amount of pre was like slick oil, covering both glistening, beautiful cocks and making them shimmer in the light of the room. 

Nightmare gnashed her teeth and suppressed a moan, before pressing her shapely muzzle against her opponent’s own, if only to move her body closer so she could reach around to cup one of Daybreaker’s ass-cheeks and squeeze it so hard her claws began to dig in a little, leaving scratches on the mare’s divine ass. Daybreaker groaned, trembling a little at the rear abuse, before giving her opponent a kiss...if only to drive her tongue past Nightmare’s own and ram it down the other mare’s long, slender throat to try to choke her!

Both mares trembled and spasmed in pleasure and panic, and Daybreaker’s leverage was going to falter when Nightmare’s roving hand and fingers moved ever deeper, coming to slide between her opponent’s hot ass-cheeks so she could tease the trembling pucker and drive a finger deep into the other mare. Daybreaker choked, trying to pull her tongue back, only to get a nasty surprise in the form of a bite on the tongue. It wasn’t hard enough to damage the fleshy appendage, but it was certainly pointed and hard enough to make it hurt and pin her down, preventing her from pulling her head back, or her body away as she was finger-fucked in the ass.

Daybreaker, in her silly state, let out a sultry moan as she was taken, with one, and now two fingers as Nightmare added more to the play, abusing her sister cum mortal enemy’s treasured pride with reckless abandon, all the while continuously pumping the mare with her other hand.

The first of the night would undisputedly go to the one who was villainess longer, and a minute of ass fucking and cock handjobbing later, Daybreaker was whimpering as she came, spurting a steaming hot load of jizz in between the clashing breasts of the two mares, and their muzzles, painting their chins with heavy cream. Nightmare Moon smiled, releasing her sister from her toothy grasp, and sliding her fingers out of the other mare’s ass.

“Weak…” She snarled, before letting her go, letting Daybreaker stumble backwards on uneasy footing, her armored heels clacking noisily on the marble floor as she struggled to wheeze and recover from her first orgasm of the night. The world around them fizzled like static as her own magic trembled, but she reinforced it with another flash of her horn, rebuilding the scene and actually inadvertently adding to it. The stringed quartet began to play a tune, and Nightmare Moon all but laughed. “How fitting you be raped to the tune of your favorite piece!” She stepped forward, grabbing the other villainess by the mane, not minding at all as her armor protected her against the searing heat, before she threw her to the ground roughly.

The floor below cracked as armor met marble, protecting Daybreaker but leaving part of the plate dented. “Auugggh!” She groaned, rolling a distance away to the steps. 

“I should curb-stomp you right now, but be thankful I love you too much to mangle you.” Nightmare hissed from behind. “I’ll make your end...SWIFT!” She roared, grabbing Daybreaker from behind, and thrusting hard into her, expecting a scream of pain and pleasure from her sister...though she certainly did not expect the laugh...or the miss. 

Her cock flopped about comically as Daybreaker twisted her body out of the way with a burst of strength, before rolling onto her back and clasping her deadly thighs around Nightmare’s neck!

“Gaaah!” 

“Mmmmmph!” Daybreaker groaned, squeezing with all her might, causing the other mare to spasm a little from the vice-like tightness around her neck. “The pun was very much unappreciated, sweetheart.” Daybreaker recovered enough to purr, before yelping as she was picked up by the other mare, and slammed back into the marble steps with a loud crash!!!

Her tis and cock flopped about wildly from the momentum, the blow leaving her stunned as Nightmare stomped on her belly a few times for good measure; the impact crashing into her armor and turning the plate into a weapon of its own as it battered her belly.

“Unnggh, gguh!” Daybreaker grunted, grimacing in pain as drool ran along her lips. “Goddess damn you!” She growled, only to get another stomp for her trouble, leaving her a wheezing mess on the ground.

“You’re out of shape...weak...pathetic!” Nightmare Moon chastised the other mare with a grin, before going on to stomp Daybreaker’s throbbing cock, smashing it against the armor of her own belly. “You have no chance against a true Queen!” She said with a growl, before twisting her foot from side to side, and giving the poor mare under her a few good pumps, making her squeal with agonizing pleasure. “You’ve already cummed on yourself once, miserable slut, are you going to do it again?” She laughed uproariously, only to scream as a gout of fire exploded in her cocky face.

Her breasts took the full impact of the magical blast, leaving a cloud of singing embers in the air as she was sent flying backwards onto her ass. Had they invented slow-motion in such an era, it would have made for a highlight reel of the centuries as her tits bounced like mad, jiggling even as Nightmare Moon writhed on the ground, cupping her smoking breasts.

Daybreaker panted on the ground, one arm outstretched and still trembling with her palm a bright red from where she had struck the other mare right between the titties, smooshing both at the same time with a lucky blow and giving her a much needed respite from the stomping and impromptu footjob. The fiery mare rolled to her side, coughing a little and spitting on the stairs as she cleared her mouth, trying to rid herself of the foul taste of salt and iron. Her ears rung with a unpleasant buzz, and her heart was pounding so hard in her chest that her breasts were trembling with every breath she took. With a groan, she rose with her back turned to her opponent, golden-shod armor clanking noisily as she returned to a fighting stance on shaky legs,even as the sound of Nightmare’s own armor tinlked through the cheers of the crowd, signalling that she wasn’t the only panting mare getting back up.

She prepared to turned, only to yelp loudly as a body slammed into her, sending her crashing onto a pillar face first, her helm bashing noisily onto the marble and cracking the stone. She turned her head to the side just in time to prevent her muzzle from bashing against the column and breaking her fangs, though now she found herself pressed uncomfortably into it, cheeks smooshing into the stone as Nightmare’s body weight pushed against her. She could feel those big, juicy titties of her slut of a sister on her back; the Moon Queen not minding at all the searing heat of Daybreaker’s gold plate. If anything, she was enjoying the warmth as she leaned in and gave the mare a nasty bite on the neck, chewing hard and drawing blood and a shriek as she roughed up the other beautiful Queen.

“BITCH!” Daybreaker yowled as red cascaded the side of her slender neck, and she could feel the other mare thrusting against her; the obsidian tower of fuck-meat smacking against her ass cheeks once, twice, trying to get in between them, occasionally succeeding as it slammed against her trembling pucker and sliding off and upwards as Daybreaker moved her hips about to try to throw her sister’s aim off. The Sun Queen roared, twisting as hard as she could and catching the other mare in the side of her helmet with her armored elbow.

The resulting clang was deafening, and it succeeded in denting the lustrous gold couter whilst leaving a hairline fracture on the glimmering helm. Nightmare grunted as her world was turned topsy turvy from the blow, leaving her seeing stars and wobbling a little as she was forcibly bucked off the other mare. She stumbled backwards, before tearing her helmet off with a growl and tossing it to the ground as she clutched the side of her head to make sure it wasn’t caved in. Her gorgeous mane was set free by the motion, letting the tendrils of stardust and nebulous, rippling waves of magic flip wildly in the air, making some in the crowd gawk at her sublime beauty...which failed to last long, as Daybreaker charged into her like an angry bull, the fight was on once more!

Nightmare hissed viciously with thick, bubbling spit running down her trembling lips as she faced her sister head on, throwing a punch with her crystaline gauntlet that aimed to bust the heaving right teat right out the back of the Solar Queen, while Daybreaker seemed to want to run right into the other mare and body-slam her into the column behind...but even the most brilliant of strategists, cruel schemers and mistresses of the battlefield couldn’t truly be able to predict a snap move like…

“AUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGGGRRRKKK!!!” Nightmare Moon screamed. 

That.

The crowd gasped; that was certainly not a body-slam.