My Little Fantasy: Sephiroth is Magic!
A quick drabble about my OTP. Lunaroth, always and forever...
Princess Luna looked longingly at Sephiroth. Her equine chest tightened, her heart heaving high in her throat. The mystical mare felt like a foal, her rumen full of flittering flutterbies. The materia mutant returned her gaze, lovingly locking his luminescent lookers with her cerulean saucers. The gorgeous goth's frigid fingertips grazed the nape of the winged unicorn's neck.
"Oh, Sephy..." the princess pony puffed, pursing her lips, longing to lock them with her lover's.
The morose man approached Luna's side. Faltering, he felt the fur on the side of her trim body, asking for the angelic animal's approval. She nodded slightly, her muscles reflexively rippling as ran his slender, pale digits through her luxurious lavender mane. His own lengthy locks shimmered with the same radiance as the looming moon. The virile villian tenderly traced the twists of her horn with the tips of his fingers before stroking it suggestively. Sephiroth lidded his glowing green eyes as he leaned in, pressing his miniscule mouth to her fuzzy face. The trench-coated heart-throb tenderly touched his horsey honey's hindquarters, and mouthed the mare's moist muzzle with his lascivious lips. The quadruped quivered, her hocks nearly buckling, as he rubbed her ravishing royal rump.
"How could such a cold man make me so hot?" Luna contemplated as Sephiroth continued to caress her cutie mark. The magestic mammal trembled, her wondrous wings twitching as the morbid man kept up the torrid oral tonguing. The divine ungulate savored the ex-SOLDIER's materia-infused saliva as he snaked his slick taster throughout her yielding, moaning maw. Strands of spittle sparkled in the serene moonlight as Sephiroth seperated to speak.
"I love you, Princess Luna..." bawled the brooding, bishie beastialist, his over-sized orbs welling up with tears. "...even more than mother."