Sanguine Delights...
The great circular bed to which is graced by Princess Celestia’s sleeping figure rarely receives a second body amongst the comfortable confines of the bed sheets.
Not on this night.
Flash Sentry was originally quite determined to prevent himself to submitting to his carnal urges, having declined and shot down the idea of infiltrating Princess Celestia’s private bed chambers more than enough times while they were on their way to it.
No matter how much he voiced his concerns to his company; still, his legs took him there regardless. It was as if his body was locked in an autopilot to which he had little or no control over.
He had once considered himself an upstanding pony with high morals, who acted with an air of professionalism in his stalwart duty and yet…
Here he was.
Still adorned in his armor as he rutted wildly into the soft, off-white plush flank of the mare he straddled over, while they occupied the sweetly scented bed of the Princess.
He still could not quite believe he had the courage get into this position, but right now as of this moment, he simply could not care of the consequences of his actions.
Flash Sentry was on the edge and he could almost feel the pressure building within his loins, as he slid in and out of the mare effortlessly, his body smacking down against that flank; driving into it it as if his life depended on it.
The possibility of Celestia walking in and catching him in the act was clearly in the back of his mind, with a habit of glancing towards the closed bedroom door, instilling trepidation in his mind.
But it excited him.
A small part of him wanted to be caught.
Maybe she would join in?
Two mares in one night?
He had to get his mind out of that gutter.
He shook those thoughts from his mind as he refocused his half lidded gaze almost blankly at the back of the mare’s head he was fornicating with, feeling the burn in his legs and hips as his efforts to get this over and done with as quickly as possible only doubled, causing him to grunt and clench his teeth while his forehooves wrapped about the mare’s midsection, trying to draw that flank in closer so he could penetrate deeper into the moist warm, glorious tightness that enveloped and massaged at his throbbing penis.
Struggling to restrain her moans of ecstasy as Flash Sentry mercilessly lost himself fully to his ambition, Raven tossed a sultry glance back over her shoulder as she felt her lips part and her tongue loiter out of her mouth.
She spoke to him with words of seductive encouragement; her tone dripping with each and every venomous attempt to throw Flash Sentry into that pit of carnal madness that existed within every pony.
“F-Flash… ahnn~hurry up… c-cum in me! Fill me up… ahhhh—can’t take it anymore!”
The red flags were raised in Flash Sentry’s head.
Cum in her?
That was a very bad idea and he knew it.
The last thing he wanted was to get a mare pregnant, but the look she gave-that seductive twinkle in her, her sultry words filled with sweet honeyed promises of bliss and true release within something warm and wet.
“B… but…” He tried to reason with himself more than convince Raven, but it was already too late.
He felt his thrusts shake as his limit was reached, his mind bleached white with static and the sound of his own voice straining from his throat as he felt himself pump his seed deep inside of Raven’s vagina, his hips buckling, ceasing his thrusts all together as the momentary paralysis of his orgasm rocked him.
Raven, merely moaned and giggled ecstatically as she licked her lips and simply watched the expression on Flash Sentry’s face, amused by the picture. She always did find it amusing when stallions reached their pinnacle of pleasure. They always made such the most shocked and pained expressions whenever they attained it, as if they were not expecting it.
Idly, Raven lifted a hoof up to push her falling, thickly framed glasses back up her muzzle, the lenses misted from the sheer amount of heat that animated between the two lovers.
She reveled in the sensation of something occupying a space deep within her, further moaning as she felt Flash Sentry’s continuing ejaculation simply paint her insides.
“B-buck… th-that was…” Flash Sentry panted, struggling to keep himself up, as if his orgasm had sapped away all of his energy in one expulsion of bliss, his voice filling with concern as he realized what was he had just done, “oh no...”
Pulling out of the mare, his softening and rather surprising length drooped somewhat below him as he stepped off the bed and stepped away a few paces, trying to desperately gather his bearings as he wiped the sweat from his brow.
Raven only giggled at his concern, her tail lowering down to cover up the glistening folds of her vagina as Flash Sentry’s cum dribbled out and stained the bed sheets with small droplets of the milky white substance.
Basking in her own afterglow, Raven too removed herself from the bed, blissfully watching Flash Sentry in his sudden bout of an inner crisis.
“It’s fine, Flash,” Raven reassured him by slithering on up beside him to place a long, lingering lip from his chin to his lips to fully get in his attention.
It did.
Flash gasped lightly and took in Raven’s tongue into his mouth, passionately kissing the mare for several seconds before he broke it, his face still plagued with the same worried expression as before.
“What if you become—”
“I won’t,” Raven affirmed with a confident tone, “it is impossible for me.”
Flash blinked, conflicted by the revelation at hoof. On one level he was highly relieved of the news, but on another he was saddened by how Raven easily waved away her inability to be withfoal.
“I’m sorry… I didn't know—”
“It’s quite alright,” Raven commented as she summoned her magic to readjust Flash’s somewhat unaligned pieces of armor, “and you must be really hot in that thing… you could have taken it off, you know,” a sweet little smirk splitting Raven’s lips though, as she continued her words in a breathy, lusty manner, “but I do like a stallion in uniform.”
Flash Sentry almost fell for his desire to go for a second round. Instead, he looked to the door and released a heavy laden sigh.
“We… really should get out of here before—”
“Before what, my little pony?” Intoned a benevolent tone from the last mare he wanted to see right about now.
“PRINCESS!” Flash Sentry almost scurried to face the now open bedroom door in a flail of hooves with panic clearly written all over his face, the visage of the uniquely elegant alicorn princess abruptly slaughtering his fantasies.
“I can explain… we… I mean… what I mean to say is, I was—”
Chuckling softly, Celestia advanced a few steps towards the two in her usual air of regality, inclining her head just so as she observed Flash Sentry retreat into the facade of the soldier, standing to attention before his commanding officer.
Celestia’s eyes fell between his hind legs and she felt herself smile awkwardly at the sight.
“I can gather what has happened here, my little pony. There is a rather curious smell of sweat permeating my bedroom amongst another more muskier aroma.”
Raven merely kept quiet, while Flash Sentry parted his lips in desperation to saving his face.
But Celestia continued on as she walked towards her bed and gazed down at its crumpled state with a frown.
“The ruffled sheets upon my bed and the—” Celestia lifted a brow towards them both as she spotted small stains spoiling her sleeping area, “evidence you left behind pretty much tells me everything I need to know.”
Flash Sentry procrastinated before Celestia by bowing very low to the ground.
“I take full responsibility. I-it was wrong of me and I must confess it was a moment of madness on my part, so if there is anything I can do to make it up to you I will—”
“Raven,” Celestia barked the mare’s name, interrupting Flash Sentry, her eyes blazing a glare to the mare for a moment or two, before a slow wicked smile crossed Celestia’s lips, summoning her magic to close the bedroom door, “how was it? Did he fill you up nicely?”
Flash Sentry looked up, glancing between the two and blinking with wide, confused eyes.
Then, with a panicked glance to Raven, he finally realized that something was not quite right.
Raven was simply grinning down at him with a triumphant smile, replying to Celestia’s question with a nod.
“Very much so. I had to say, he was quite the violent little stallion with a nice big one to boot, but, I have to say, I have had much bigger. All in all, he was a solid nine out of ten, losing a point only because he didn't exactly want to try anal. I really wanted that cum in my ass.”
If Flash could look any more embarrassed, he would had probably died because of it.
Celestia pouted. “That is a shame. It seems you are not quite right for me to test out your abilities in these areas, Flash Sentry, so I will let Raven decide on your fate.”
“My… my fate?” Flash Sentry got up to his hooves, unsure as to what the Princess meant, “I… don’t think I understand?”
“Let us just say, I think you are going to be inside me, very quickly.” Celestia’s lips curled into a wicked, almost maddened grin, revealing a set of sharp teeth that oozed with drool, causing Flash to jump back in fright and bump into Raven who had somehow managed to sneak up right behind him.
At first, he felt a set of hooves curl about his neck and then the weight of the mare as she threw herself onto his back. Instinctively, he bucked, his eyes wide as he swung his head side to side to try and glimpse back at his rider.
What he saw staring back at him, caused him to scream out terror.
Raven’s eyes had become the blackest pits of the abyss and sporting a thinly rimmed red iris within the center, while her muzzle had opened up into an impossible wideness, revealing two rows of sharp looking, spiny teeth and a blossoming tongue that transformed into several variously lengthened tentacles that slithered about the base of his neck, quickly enveloping it in its warm and wet embrace.
Glancing back to Celestia, Flash Sentry’s screaming only intensified into howls of madness as he watched a similar transformation occur to the Princess.
As he felt Raven’s jaws clamp firmly about his neck and bite savagely into his flesh, he felt his own blood erupt in his throat as a single tooth managed to break through the walls of his gullet, gushing his life force from the torn jugular.
A dual toned monstrosity spoke from the thing that became of the Princess, its wicked smile only splitting the cheeks further open to allow an ever more grotesque amount of tentacles to swarm out of her throat and whip at the air before her muzzle.
“...delicious."