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“Honestly, Sister! Was locking things you don’t like away your only solution to problems?” Princess Luna grumbled as she swooped down upon the campus of the Canterlot Engineering College. The mysterious and lusty dreams that had been bothering her in her nightly duties had finally provided the stellar soul with enough clues to pinpoint her. Then Celestia had given it away by accident when Luna had asked. Honestly, it was quite a silly thing to do!
 
Luna wheeled around, swooping down to the back glade that held the form of the rogue airship inventor, and looked down at the polished steel. Aerospace Melody did make for a lovely work. Right, right, commit the sight to memory, use the new-fangled cameras to reconstruct later, melt the mare from her prison to give her life back, and try to find a way to get Celestia to stop going to petrification for her go-to for things she cared not to deal with. Petrifying her in a dream wouldn’t do it, the dirty old mare got off on the sensations.
 
Celestia had claimed that Aerospace Melody had been too busy being in the midst of an incredible, mountain-cracking maregasm from her slowly building state the last few times she had checked up on her ‘community beautification prisoner’. Then again, her sister did make a bad habit of not properly following up. Right, time to—whooo! Luna blushed to nearly black as the full sensations of the finely balanced edging hit her when she connected her mind to the madmare. Right, before she broke down herself, let Melody go.
 
It was the ears that started twitching first, metal flaking from their forms. The glade turned cold as heat was sucked from the air to restore warmth to the metal mare. Color slowly seeped into the polished coat, hairs popping free from the metal as she came to. A last gurgle of water burst from her lips, followed by a needy suck of air back into restored fleshy lungs as Melody took a deep gasp. Luna discretely focused between the mare’s hind-legs for a moment, and a rather salacious moan of needy fulfillment rent the air asunder as Melody at last tipped over and came like a solar flare.
 
“I must apologize for my rather lewd sister. For being the sole princess of Equestria for a thousand years, she does have a rather hard habit of forgetting ponies. If there is any way the lunar crown can assist you in repayment to your rather prolonged sentence, I would be happy to facilitate.”
 
Still trapped in metal from her neck down, Aerospace Melody looked at the multiple images of the night mare, and tiredly smiled, drooling a bit of the water left in her from her mouth. The cold shell of steel about her was rapidly frosting up as she sucked the warmth from it, dripping and condensing the night humidity as she finally dripped below. Another thought came to her, as she recognized the look on the unfamiliar princess’s face. “Can we do this again sometime? That was kind of fun.”
 
Luna hid a snerk of amusement behind her sandal’d hoof. “Yes, I think we could. I, am Princess Luna, Celestia’s less appreciated sister. If you wish to have such a time, would you care for a job as well?”
 
“Huff-huuuuffff-uuuuuuuuufffff. Hooo, yes. Sticking it to the mare?”
 
“Oh yes. I think Celestia could use a bit of bother, don’t you?”