Surfacing Emotions
Draco adjusted his tie uncomfortably at the front of his neck. His mother was behind him doing her best to straighten out his wild hair. He grimaced as she pulled several knots out and managed to tidy it up just enough to look formal.
"This feels unneccesary," Draco stated.
"It's your first time back in six years," Celestia said in a motherly tone. "You want to make a good impression on the nobility, right?"
"The nobility are just whining, arrogant-"
"-slobs who act like foals and think they know best," Celestia finished, giggling at his astonished look in the mirror. "You're not the only one that knows the truth about them."
Draco exhaled and went over his ensemble for the night. He was trapped in a white suit under a black tux, and pleated black dress pants. Over his feet were thin black socks and fancy party shoes that clicked against the floor like heels. When the brush set itself down, Draco stood up and hugged his mother.
"You look handsome, Draco," Celestia said.
"Thanks, Mama," he laughed. "Should we go down?"
"I think your aunt and cousin are ready by now," Celestia smiled.
They exited her chambers and made their way towards the ballroom, which required them walking down the main staircase across from Moon and his mother. The two snickered at the other's getup, Moon having his fur brushed in place and his claws buffed down. He was in a suit not unlike the nobles in the room, but his was a black shirt underneath the white tux. It clased well with his coat, in his opinion at least. Draco hugged his aunt then his cousin and looked towards the bottom of the stairs.
Dash and Twilight were smiling and waving with their friends while the nobles and middle class ponies stomped their hooves eagerly. "Ponies of Canterlot," Celestia called, silencing the crowd. "It has been ten years since my son's departure, and six since his alleged death. I'm happy to announced those rumors are false, and much more excited to welcome my son, Prince Draco."
The calm stomping of hooves and cheers directed towards the boy-turned-man made a light grin appear as he waved. "'Tis with great pleasure that We announceth thine party as a celebration of his birth, and the return of Our own children!"
The ponies looked inquisitively at the hybrid, who ground his shortened claws into the marble. Draco placed his hand on his shoulder reassuringly, easing him slightly. The tension vanished as soon as Fluttershy started stomping her hooves, followed by Pinkie, then the Elements, and finally the entire room. Draco clapped his hands as well, smiling as the cheering calmed down. The party went into full swing, and Moon and Draco each hung around the Elements and their aunts. Draco glanced to the door when it opened and was happy to see his other cousins.
"Draco!" Cadence cried. He pushed past the ponies and hugged her. "It's good to see you again!"
"You too!" Draco laughed. "Hey, Blueblood."
The prince nodded, and gave him a brief hug. "It's good to see you're okay," he said, managing to smile. "And happy birthday."
"Hey, you kept our presents!" Cadence giggled, looking at the bracelet she gave him. "You look so cute!"
Draco blushed faintly and rolled his eyes. "Thanks, Cadence," he chuckled. "Come on, the party just started!"
Cadence smiled a bit more sadly and shook her head. "I can't stay," she said. "I still need to help the ponies in Fillyfornia. But don't worry, I won't be gone too long."
"And you, Blueblood?" Draco asked.
"I can stay," he nodded. "But I'll need to turn in early."
"Good enough!" Draco smiled. "C'mon!"
The party went off without much problem. Draco and Moon retold their stories of the battles to some of the guards and even Rainbow Dash, and Moon spent most of his time around his mother, telling her about the last thousand years. Draco also did the same with his mom, telling her (mostly) about his time in the mountains and what his life was like. He would apologize often for lying, but she only assured him that it was alright. He was grateful to have a mother like her, and his aunt sounded interesting enough. Back when she was around, Luna was actually the head of the guard forces and coordinated most of the platoons during war. She told him of very clever battle tactics, seeing how he was interested in the art of warfare.
Celestia bonded well with her nephew, who had apparently been kept secret in fear of being forced to send him away. Moon avoided some questions of Draco's specific actions in the war. The part went on into the early morning, some of the nobles having gone home while some were suffering from their drunken stupors. The Elements, Moon, and Draco and their mothers avoided it as well, and as the party lost its vigor, Draco decided to go to his room. Rainbow spotted him leaving and snuck away from the others to follow. She wanted to see if… maybe see if she could get some kind of sign as to what he felt. About her, maybe.
Draco dismissed the guards and entered his chambers, pulling off the tie gleefully and throwing it onto his old dresser. He ran his hand over the small drawer and pulled it open. His old pajamas and socks and sweaters were still in there, but probably in need of a wash. He chuckled as he moved the clothes to the side and placed his folded shirt in it. The mirror on top of it reflected the scars over his body, some newly healed and many still covered with scabs. He sighed as he ran a finger over the healed gash on his shoulder.
"GROOOOOOAAAAAAAHHHH!!!!"
He clutched his head and shuddered shakily, heading for the bathroom and turning on the faucet with freezing water. Regret passed through him as he splashed it over his face. He hated the cold, moreso than the emperor. Previous emperor, that is. After switching it to warm and repeating it, he dried himself off and walked back into his room.
"BO-!"
He grabbed a hoof, a neck, flipped the pony over him and slammed the pony into the floor then cocked his arm back and snarled. Another splash of regret hit him as he recognized the colorful mare beneath him. "Rainbow?!" Draco exclaimed. He helped her up and sighed deeply. "What're you doing here?"
Rainbow shook off the initial shock. "I-I just came by t' check up on you," she chuckled. "If you wanted a rematch ya coulda told me."
Draco glared lightly, then shook his head and went over to the mirror, hoping the darkness would conceal his wounds. "I'm fine…" Draco said. "Is that it?"
The harshness of his tone was a bit of a surprise, but she wanted to know why. She flapped her wings and hovered behind him, her hoof reaching up to his shoulder so she could turn him around. He yelped and pinned her to the bed, a small growl leaving him as the wound stung.
"Don't. Do. That. Again." Rainbow gasped as she saw the painful looking gash mark.
"Where'd that come from?!" she practically shouted. Draco let go of her and stood back, turning his body away so she couldn't see. "Are there… more?"
Draco kept silent, looking at her through the mirror and hoping she wouldn't press further. And once again, he was right as she flew over and forcefully turned him, gasping at the dozens of slashes and gashes that were healed or in the process. Her hoof gently ran over the biggest and most gruesome one… the area where a spear shot clean through his chest. He hadn't noticed it during his rampage and it was only taken out after he killed Grypho. Her soft touch trailed up to an arrow piercing… then another… and the slash mark in his side. He exhaled quietly, admiring the gentle yet stiff feel of her hoof. It matched the slender build of the rest of her body.
While the cuts were at the forefront of her mind, Rainbow couldn't help but quiver at the feel of the slim muscle he'd built. His pectorals felt like marble and the six pack slightly bulging had to be rock under skin. It went well with the bricks of muscle on either arm, and his grip was already shown to her firsthoof. The small scabs she touched made him wince, but it was immediately forgotten as her hoof softly rubbed around it. He felt a small heat travel to his cheeks, unaware of the vigorous flush over her face.
Draco held her hoof and pulled it away from his body, looking down to his feet. "They did this to you?" she asked, exasperated from the number of them over his torso.
He nodded, then sat on the bed. "It's nothing," he whispered. "Compared to what I did, at least."
The anger of It had left him, and now only her magenta irises were visible to him. "Draco…"
He ran his fingers through the fur of her hoof. "I wasn't strong enough…" Draco sighed. "I couldn't help Ember when she needed it, and I did something so horrible… even they didn't deserve it."
Rainbow draped a wing over his shoulder, unsure of what to say next. Draco fought mentally to decide whether or not he should tell her about her own father. What could have possibly stopped her from hearing about her father for the past six years? He needed a way to stop this before she found out, or at least until he decided.
"Look… it's my birthday, let's just forget about it, okay?" Draco smiled weakly. "So…" A smirk adorned his features as he stood up, making Rainbow arch a brow questioningly.
"How about… we have that rematch?!"
He twisted her hoof behind her back and pushed it up, causing her to grunt in pain. Rainbow kicked right into gear and wrapped her hind legs around his body again, then twisted around and pushed him onto the bed, pinning his arms down. Briefly, at least. Draco countered by using his right leg to push Rainbow down, freeing his arms, and letting him pull against her hind legs. His hand slipped, but before Rainbow could fully and he grabbed the first thing he could to keep her pinned.
He used his full body weight to pin her down, unsure of what the fleshy part of her body was. Rainbow's face flushed and her tail flicked wildly as Draco's hand roughly squeezed her flank, while at the same time holding her down. "Give up?"
Draco expected some sort of playful banter or a struggle, but her body was stiffer than wood and he could hear something akin to a moan leave her lips. Confused, he looked down and blushed intensely. His hand had a firm grasp of her right flank, and her tail was swishing about madly. Quickly letting go, Rainbow sat up and kept her gaze away from him, as did he. The blushes on their faces were brighter than the streak in her mane. Rainbow fiddled anxiously with her hooves while Draco searched through his mind for something, anything, to get him away from this mentally.
"S-Sorry," Draco forced silently. "My uh, my hand… slipped."
Rainbow nodded quickly, giving him a weak smile. "Y-Yeah… don't worry about it!" She chuckled just as nervously as she felt, and silence draped over the room.
He's blushing! No way! No, he couldn't've been. But… his face is totally red! Maybe Ember's just a friend or something… but he's blushing!
She scooted ever so slightly towards him. "U-Uh… t-those were new moves, right?" Rainbow asked, wanting to break the silence.
"Oh. Yeah. Learned them from the dragons," Draco grinned. "Y-You got better, too. Do anything in Cloudsdale?"
"Wrestled with a buddy," she replied quickly. "Gilda. Griffon."
Draco nodded, his hand sensing the fur a mere centimeter away. Rainbow glimpsed at him from the corner of her eye, and when he did the same she looked away. He laid back on his bed, hoping somepony, even a guard, would just walk in needing him or her. But minutes passed on, and nothing happened. Except for Rainbow's occasional glances and her wings twitching in rhythm with her tail.
That… that looks familiar. Where have I seen that before?
"Y-You could… lay down if you want," Draco said, gulping in between the sentence.
"I-I'm good… really," she chuckled.
"Are you sure?" Rainbow smiled nervously, but it faltered as she thought of the opportunity she was passing up.
"J-Just for a sec… I guess," she said, shrugging as nonchalantly as possible.
The bed creaked some as the rainbow mare laid beside him, their shoulders pressing into each other. The contact of the other made them chuckle briefly at each other, then their gazes met with each other. She really was… something. Pretty was too girly for her, beautiful too ladylike, and sexy was something else entirely. She was just… Rainbow. Her own style, her own looks, and her own attitude that just eminated from her. Pride, arrogance mixed in, nonchalantness, and loyalty, which he was only now realizing.
The feel of his muscled arm sent shivers down Rainbow spine. She was in shape herself, of course, and had a bit of her own guns here and there. But the mound of pure protein and muscle fibers showed like a cut rock in broad daylight. No matter how hard she tried stopping it, her tail swished excitedly, brushing against his leg and feet. He was nothing like she imagined he would be. Maybe about Big Mac's height and flabby or whatever, but his toned body and doubled height were something she found very… enticing. Her hoof fiddled nervously, bumping into his fingers every now and again. He debated whether or not to do anything, but his hand worked faster than his mind as he slowly wrapped his hand around her hoof, causing her to stiffen once again.
Oh, buck it.
Rainbow grabbed his face and pulled him in, mashing her lips against his. No more hesitation, or sissy second-thoughts. She knew what she wanted and she wasn't getting anywhere with this attitude. Draco froze up as her warm lips pressed vigorously against his. His mind screamed for him to stop, to remember what he was going to do with Ember soon after she waked. But his arm reached up to her, caressed her stiffening wings and drew circles into her cutie mark. He was no experienced kisser, but from the feel of it she certainly was. His mouth retreated vainly in an attempt to hold his resolve for Ember, but she skillfully guided him back into another, and he just lost it.
Rainbow moaned out of her usual tomboyish nature as Draco hand gave another rough squeeze on her right cheek, groping it like some lost treasure. She planted a leg on top of his, feeling the cloth of his pants grinding into her as she continued. Her eyes widened with excitement as his tongue prodded at her lips, and she gladly returned the gesture. Another wrestle match started in their jaws, which she quickly gained advantage over. His inexperienced, sloppy, and lethargic tongue made for an easy win as she made him putty in her hooves. Even with her mouth win, she could feel her tail moving completely out of the way. Their kisses became more frantick as they seperated and collided several times, teasing the other with flicks of their tongues.
Draco felt an unusual stirring in his groin area, but he focused on Rainbow's taste. Until…
Knock Knock!
"Prince Draco," a guard's voice called. "Princess Celestia wishes to see you in the dining hall, along with Ms. Dash."
The two seperated, panting greedily for air. "I'll be… right there," Draco replied, wiping away the mixture of their drool. "Rainbow-"
"I like you," Rainbow said, cutting him off. "I mean… 'like you' like you."
Draco could see the blush this time, and it surprisingly gave her a more feminine look. He made sure to keep silent about that, lest he get socked by her. But the main thing his mind was screaming was one name.
Ember.
Draco kissed her snout and smiled. "I… I think… I…" His heart yearned for him to say yes, but it stung as well. Was he for Ember? Or for her? His mind was breaking down at the thought of which female he liked more, and if he could actually reject either.
"Listen… i-it's been awhile, and you just got back and all," Rainbow sighed, seeing a bit of conflict. "Guess I… shoulda thought that through, huh?"
Her bitter-sweet chuckle made him lean that much more to her, but hurt as well. "I just need a bit," he assured her. "Just… don't go seeing anypony, 'kay?"
She chuckled and gave him another hug, then nervously seperated and socked his shoulder playfully. "Sure," she laughed. "C'mon, don't want Twilight getting all worked up."
"Or my mom," Draco added with a laugh. They looked at each other for seconds that spanned to eternities, and they nodded then headed for the door.
Dr. Cross Stitch went over the form of a pre-teen colt with a broken leg. He sipped his mug of coffee and rubbed his tired eyes. A loud thud echoed through the empty halls, and at first he thought it was medical equipment that may have fallen. Just as he stood up, another thump resounded, clarifying that somepony was inside. He thought about calling the guards, but if it was one pony, he could use his own methods to protect and detain the criminal. Shuffling quietly through the halls, Cross looked down each of the halls with no luck as to what was making the noises. When he came to Room 126, he noticed the door ajar and the bed inside toppled over.
A scaled arm wrapped around his throat, and he was lifted into the air. "Who are you?" he heard a feminine growl. "Where am I?"
"Ma'am… you've been… in a coma for… for…" Seeing him choke forced the dragoness to drop him, allowing him time to breathe while at the same time readying for an attack. "For three days now. We were told to inform-"
"I'm not going anywhere with anypony," she hissed. "I want to see my father, this instant."
She grunted as a sting pained her back, and when she reached behind her she felt the glass of an injection tube. Her vision blurred until black was the only visible thing, and snoring soon accompanied her in sleep. Cross rubbed his throat gently and used his magic to levitate the large dragoness back to her room.
"She wasn't aware of her coma, and she wanted to speak with her father rather than that fellow that passed through here," Cross mumbled to himself. "She looks fine… it wouldn't be possible… but health is always a mystery."
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Story is great as always.
- T
Am I sensing amnesia here? And why did all my fav stories have to update at once, is it a conspiracy to make everyone backlogged so much on their to read list that they will never see the end of it?
Why is everything italicized?
When is the next update?
Leveling the playing field I see. I does come off as unfair to the mares, as he's been in close contact with Ember for longer than even Celestia.
He's known and been with Ember for 12 years, and with his mom for 10.
No. I will not stand for this. He will NOT be with rainbow. He WILL be with ember.
does this story recognize the herd aspect with relationships or no?
So.... Did ember lose all memory of Draco due to her resurrection?
"but his toned body and doubled height were something she found very… enticing."
I don't like where this is going.
"Oh buck it"
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=CEFnH0Fu-e4
Well that's rare, this is not something we don't see everyday from Bluebood. (First time I said his REAL name instead of Bluballs)