Silver sat on the ship, watching ponies and cats work to get it ready for the next leg of the journey. Not wanting to be idle, he worked out his book of spells and read through it, but being unable to actually practice it made it more irritating by the moment, until he felt forced to put the book away in disgust. He rose and moved to the side of the ship, watching the dock workers milling about on their business.
Being injured sucked, or so Silver decided firmly. He rose up again and moved below decks, seeking out his lady friends. He came across Shei and Aila in their room, and both looked at him curiously when he opened the door. "Hello girls. I hope everything's alright?"
Shei smiled gently. "They've treated us like royalty. It's a little overwhelming, master. I... I confess a little part of me thought you were telling a sweet lie, even with Celestia at your side."
Aila snorted softly. "It's true. The guards said they never heard of you having a servant before." She sat up on her bed. "You didn't come just to say hello, did you?"
Silver thought of one way he could kill some time and smirked a little, tail swaying. "Is it wrong to want to spend time in the company of two lovely mares?"
Shei pointed at Silver. "You're still hurt, master. Celestia was quite firm on not letting you injure yourself further."
Silver sagged a little. "Be that as it may... There are other ways you could... please without straining me."
Aila snorted loudly, and looked to Shei. "Go ahead. I know you know how to."
Shei blushed, but did approach. She gently nuzzled around the red cape around Silver, pressing into the flesh beneath. Silver winced as she reached the ring of abused flesh, but she didn't shy away. She began to press gently around it, making him dance in discomfort, but she never pressed quite hard enough to make it burn with agony. It wasn't what he had in mind at all, but it was curiously... appealing, to have her working him in such an odd way.
Shei worked her way slowly around his lower barrel, feeling the limits of the injured area and softly rubbing where healthy flesh met the wound. "I know it stings a little," she breathed out as she got up underneath Silver, "but be brave for me..."
Silver felt her breath wash over his sheath and gave a soft grunt. Why couldn't she give that more attention instead of the strange pleasure and pain of prodding at his wound? He tried to be patient despite it, allowing her to continue working up over the other side of him. She sat down with a satisfied expression. "That should help."
Silver sat slowly, looking down at himself. He didn't feel different, but he didn't feel in horrible pain either. "Well, thank you, but that wasn't what I was hoping for."
Shei smiled gently. "Oh, what was my master hoping for?"
Silver tilted his head. "You'll make me say it, is that it?"
"Maybe." Shei leaned in. "I would do anything my master wants, but he does need to ask me nicely, because my master loves me."
Silver felt heat rush into his face at Shei's words. "I..." Did he love Shei? He still barely knew her, but he definitely cared for her, and asking nicely was the right thing to do. She wasn't a slave, no matter what the local laws said. "Shei, my, er, condition... has left me very pent up and needy of late. I'm not using the energy I normally do in day-to-day life and it's backing up."
Shei perked her ears, looking curious. "You would... fill me with your magic?"
Silver burst into laughter even as it made his sides sting from the movement. "Yes, actually, but also, you know, what a stallion gives a mare to make foals." He wasn't actually sure what the local word for it was. Did ponies know about biology... was it his biology? For all he knew he really was shooting out magic. He'd have to track down a scientific pony, maybe Twilight, and ask later.
Shei nudged Silver towards her bed before pointing at it. "Lay down carefully and get comfortable."
Silver sprawled out on the bed with a sigh, relaxing. He felt the rapid approach of another and Aila grabbed at his cloth with her teeth, pulling it off a little roughly before tossing it aside. His crown was next, then his purple front. She went for his heart crystal and Silver growled. "Leave that."
Aila huffed and sat there beside the bed, watching him and Shei. Shei looked at her curiously. "I wouldn't expect you to want to watch this, sister."
Aila ran a hoof in a slow circle over the ground. "Well... maybe I want to know?"
Shei perked an ear. "Why?"
Aila grunted. "Maybe... I want to be better."
"At?"
Aila hopped to her hooves. "Nevermind!" She moved to storm off, but Shei followed her, leaving Silver to watch curiously.
"Sister, there is no shame in knowing how to please a stallion, especially one that has been so kind to us."
Aila looked down and away. "But... I thought... He still could..."
Shei moved in beside Aila and rubbed side-to-side with her. "I really think he's different. Please, let's give him a chance to be a good stallion."
Aila stomped at the ground. "Go ahead. You're making 'His Majesty' wait."
Shei quirked a smile. "That insult works very poorly when they really are a majesty. You know he cares about you, right?"
Aila turned to look at Silver. "Is that right?"
Silver smiled. "I do care about you. Take as long as you need. I won't die."
Aila rolled her eyes. "How magnanimous says the prince, his penis on full display."
Shei colored slightly. "Sister, you're being rude. Please. Try to be kind, just a little." She leaned in and whispered. "I've seen how he looks at you. I think he likes your flank better than mine."
Aila snorted loudly. "Sister! We should not be comparing... that with each other. Besides, he obviously likes your soft touch and easy smiles."
Silver did kind of like both, he had to admit. But he couldn't deny attraction to Aila's fiery nature. He thought back, realizing a lot of the females that held him the strongest had a fiery streak, and weren't shy about putting him in his place. "You remind me of someone very dear to me, Aila."
Aila perked an ear. "Who's that?"
Silver smiled. "My wife, Night Watch. You and she share some traits. Hardly the same, she was raised into the guards, and was a warrior with a keen mind. When I began to speak foolishly, however, she would tell me that without reservation."
Aila trotted up to Silver and poked him right on the nose. "Good, you need someone full time to tell you about those."
Silver kissed the hoof pressed to his face. "Will you?"
Aila darkened and yanked her hoof away. "I... Go ahead Shei." She sank to the ground and watched, not answering the question.
Shei sauntered up, swaying her hips in a way Silver was certain was on purpose, and it was working well. Her sultry movements spoke to him, which in some ways surprised him. Was he gaining a full pony sexuality? He supposed that made sense. Ponies were looking very pretty to him, Shei especially with her graceful approach. Her snout nuzzled at his belly, the top of it brushing against his stiffness, sending little pleasurable tingles through his body. He could smell her, soft and vanilla-like, not tinged with heavy lust yet.
As Shei took him in, gently nursing at his pole and working that flattened head with her soft nurse. Aila's eyes didn't leave them. "Is that how you treat mares you 'respect', having them degrade themselves before you for your pleasure?"
Silver shuddered softly in building delight, but brought his eyes to the frowning Aila. "She is not being degraded. She is being wonderful, and she is being trusted. She could hurt me in a very... real... and horrible way." He moved his forehooves to Aila's head, gently rubbing through her mane and across her ears. "She has full control over me right now, and that's OK."
Aila squirmed a little, seeming to digest Silver's words. "And yet you claim you can control me?" She snorted softly, tail flicking. "You look pathetic."
Silver grunted. "I'm hurt. Control yourself, mare. I'll have plenty of time to discipline you later. For now, mmm, I just want company, and to recover." All too quickly, he began to pulse in Shei's lovely snout, spraying across her tongue and into her quickly-swallowing throat. Oddly, he found he felt just as energetic as beforehand with the un-enhanced release. Even as he caught his breath, he felt himself ready to continue, the energy of his body easily refilling the lost power and gently urging him towards more. "Are you capable of controlling yourself long enough to let your master lay with you?"
Aila smirked triumphantly. "I'm not in heat, wouldn't that be cheating, master?"
Silver's expression fell. "You're... You may have a point there."
Shei drew back from Silver, licking her lips. "I want to meet your wives, master."
Aila nipped at her sister's flank. "Do you think they will welcome you with open hooves, make you one of their number?"
Shei shrank a little, not confirming with words, but with posture that she held such hopes.
Silver slowly sat up, looking at Shei and wondering. "I think it would be very bad if you approached them as a potential wife first. My herd is already... large."
Aila huffed. "See? There is no room for you or me, Shei. We're supposed to be happy to be his broodmares."
Shei shook her head quickly and closed with Silver, kissing him full on the snout. He could taste himself on her, and it was an odd scent, warm and spicy, not the bitter he expected. Shei drew back and rubbed noses. "I have faith that our master will find a place for us, close to him. We are his most treasured servants."
Aila clopped a hoof down. "Most treasured servants, not wives. We have an honor, yes, but not that one. Stop that."
Shei snuggled in close to Silver, easily holding the injured alicorn down to the bed. That she was so soft and lovely didn't help his will to fight her. "If his wives are worthy of him, they won't be angry at comforting him."
Celestia's voice broke the argument. "Those words would have more gravity if you didn't just finish fellating my husband."
Shei squeaked in terror and scrambled away, allowing Celestia to sit down on the bed beside Silver and look at the two sisters, then down at Silver. "Feeling better?"
Silver nodded slowly. "I got lonely on the deck and went looking for you all, and I found them, and..."
Celestia brushed a hoof over his cheek. "I get the idea. I was only two doors away, my foolish husband. I said I would help you. Come, we should talk." She looked to the sisters with a gentle smile. "You're not in trouble." She lifted Silver up in her golden magic and carried him away as if he weighed nothing at all, the door shutting with a golden glow behind her.
Aila snorted at Shei. "She said you're not in trouble, but she looked ready to fight for her husband."
Shei moved to Aila and rubbed noses lightly. "I trust Celestia. She is a good pony, and a fine ruler of her people. If she wants me to change, she'll tell me, or command me."