Serve your Princess
Serve your Princess
Purple couldn’t help herself. She paced around the house, hitting just about every wrong nerve her wife Wave Night had, “Settle down, Purple,” Wave night teased.
“Settle down? After everything that happened this week, Luna practically demanded from us to meet her here. It’s more than unusual for her, and she wanted it immediately. This can only be bad!” Purple Star growled while continuing her pace.
Wave got up and tried to press her coat against her wife’s, but it didn’t work. Purple’s agitation was raised to the extreme. Wave sighed as her eyes took in the tense, ready to pounce form of her wife’s pent up irritation. Purple was a soldier through and through. As Captain of Luna’s night guard, the purple mare had a black mane and immaculate purple armor that matched her name. She had the most beautiful green eyes and slightly bigger ears than most of her kind. In part, this last feature was due to her being half bat-pony and half pegasus. Her mother’s side truly was her best asset though.
At least, Wave thought so. There was just something about her amazing fangs that always drove the mare wild.
“Please stop, for just a second, for me?” Wave asked.
Purple’s head turned to her wife, about to deliver a scathing retort when she suddenly saw the look of concern and worry on Night’s face. The bat pony’s adorable deep blue fur had a soothing effect Purple wasn’t ready for. And while Night was not the soldier her wife was, one would never guess by her sharp fangs. However, she was definitely a subject of contrasts; her fluffy ears could only be described as cute, something her dark grey mane and yellow eyes highlighted ever so nicely.
Wave walked over to her. She could literally feel the tension radiating off her wife’s body, it was almost painful for her to see Purple so wound up. With the kindest smile she could manage, Wave walked to her side and wrapped one of her wings around her wife’s form, “Thank you, Purple.”
“It won’t last,” Purple stated, “You know me and downtime.”
Wave sighed, “We did earn this time off, it’s not wrong to enjoy yourself.”
“We did our duty, nothing more,” Purple straightened up at that, “You shouldn’t be rewarded for doing your job.”
“Purple…”
“I hate this,” Purple stated.
“You hate spending time with me?”
Purple’s ears folded back against the side of her head, “What? No.”
“That’s how it sounds.”
“Wave, this isn’t about you.”
“Really?” Wave asked, holding her head up, “How so? Because we finally get to spend a weekend together and you can’t even make it one night in my presence.”
Purple growled before playfully knocking her faux hurt wife over on her back. The half-breed pegasus stood over Wave and stared down at her face. Wave did her best to avoid looking at Purple, but regardless how much she wanted to, she simply couldn’t look away.
“I’ve never not made time for you, my love,” Purple said with a smile as she leaned down and kissed Wave.
Wave felt like she was melting into the kiss. Her plan had backfired in the worst possible way. She had been hoping to guilt trip Purple into settling down, but it didn’t work. The Captain had seen right through her play. When they broke apart, Wave looked down sheepishly, “I’m sorry.”
Purple placed a hoof on Wave’s chin and raised her head up, “Don't be, you were just trying to help. Don’t think I don’t appreciate the attempt.”
“You still won’t settle down?”
“I have duties to do. You know that as well as I do,” Purple replied.
Wave Night sighed, before pressing her lips back on her wife’s, only this time for a much longer kiss. It evolved with deep passion, continuing with Wave’s tongue gently pushing into Purple’s mouth, teasing her wife. They would’ve gone forever, if it wasn’t for an awkward cough to interrupt them.
“Purple Star. I think I made myself clear as I gave you two vacation. Now, Midnight Streak told me that you took over the training today and even did the whole stack of paperwork,” an unamused voice called out, startling both mares out of their coat.
Instinct and training bred into them from years of service caused both mares to snap to attention. In the blink of an eye, Purple had moved off her wife and sat up straight as a statue. It took Wave a few seconds longer, her own body cursing their bad luck of having to cut it off like that.
“Wave, Purple, relax. You are on vacation, and I’m here as a friend,” Luna smiled as she took the position they had been in, “I also apologize for interrupting such a hearty moment.”
“The fault was ours, princess.”
“Wow, she just can’t turn it off, can she?” Luna asked Wave Night.
“No, she can’t,” Wave Night frowned, “I tried everything, but to no use! Sometimes I just feel like her cadet again, and not her wife with everything going on,” she added sadly.
“Well then,” Luna said as she stood up to full height in front of her Captain. Somehow, Purple Star stood even straighter, knowing Luna only looked like that right before she was about to give an order, “Purple Star, your leave is officially revoked.”
Purple looked like she wanted to jump for joy, Wave looked like she wanted to cry.
“You are officially ordered to deliver this correspondence to one Twilight Sparkle in Ponyville. I expect you to take exactly one hour to get there and one hour to get back. When you do get back you are to report back to my chambers directly.”
“Yes, princess!” Purple exclaimed happily at the same time Wave shouted, “What?!”
“Do you have a problem with me giving my captain orders, Wave Night?”
“Ma’am, no ma’am,” Wave stated, downcast.
“Here you are, Purple Star. I expect you to follow my orders to the letter.”
“Yes, princess!” Purple Star happily took a scroll Luna ported into existence and made all haste. Her mind already figuring out the correct flight-path and airspeed she’d have to travel to ensure she got to Ponyville in exactly an hour.
Luna smiled as she watched Purple Star fly out the window.
“You said you came here as a friend today, Luna. I’m giving you exactly ten seconds to explain why you ruined ALL my efforts on my wife to get her to settle down,” Wave spoke up, and she didn’t shy away as Luna looked at her.
Luna glared down her nose at Wave. Both mares looked at each other eye to eye. To her credit, Wave managed to hold back her tears, and hold the glare. The latter of which she did for an impressive ten seconds before her form almost collapsed in upon itself, “Forgive me…”
Princess Luna laughed, “There’s nothing to forgive, fair Night. You are right.”
“Huh?”
“I did come here as a friend, and I hope to leave here as such.”
“But you took away my weekend with my wife!”
“Did I? Or did I give her a blank scroll and order her on a pointless errand to give you time to prepare?”
“Sorry, what?”
“Wave Night, I just gave you two hours to prepare something that makes Purple stay at home and enjoy the weekend with you, rather than stroll around the barracks and the castle,” Luna chuckled.
“What if she sees the scroll is blank?”
“Did your wife ever strike you as somepony that would read royal correspondence?”
“No,” Wave shook her head before adding, “I still don’t understand why we had to stay here instead of going back home,” Wave shook her head.
“You know why. After everything that happened with Aurora Blue, we had to evacuate your home among the ones of other guards. It isn’t safe for any of you to return to Manehattan,” Luna spoke, “However, I hope we can recover some of your belongings from your home and bring it here.”
“Well… yeah, I guess,” Wave looked down at that. She had always known why, she just didn’t accept why.
“Now, about you. I have an order for you as well.”
“Anything, your highness,” Wave bowed her head.
“There is a certain store that I think might be of use to you in Canterlot,” Luna stated as she walked over to a desk and started writing an address on a scroll there. When she finished, Luna levitated the paper over to Wave, “Go there, tell them Princess Luna sent you. They’ll help you pick out something that should help you… distract Purple.”
The wink and smile Luna gave her as she walked out left Wave apprehensive as to what she’d find.
***
Wave double checked the address Luna had handed her a third time. She was at the location she was meant to be at, the issue was, she couldn’t believe she was at the location she was meant to be at.
“The… Lovebare?” Wave said to herself a third time. She was on the outskirts of Canterlot, by which she wasn’t even sure if she was legally in Canterlot anymore. The store itself was practically incognito with the surrounding area. Only those who knew it was there would ever have any realistic hope of finding it.
That’s not to say it wasn’t busy. There were many a stallion and mare going in and out, all with smiles upon their faces at whatever it was they had just bought.
“Well… it is an order,” Wave said to nopony in particular as she tried to find the strength to walk in. The large set of double doors loomed over her like the gateway to Tartarus.
Think about Purple, you’re doing this for her, not yourself.
What she saw inside surprised her. Part of her, a rather large part, expected it to be dirty, to match what her worst thoughts were showing her. It was actually surprisingly clean and well organized. Sure, there were tons of dirty things all on the shelves, from faux stallionhoods of all sizes to even fake marehoods, but the store itself was well kept.
“Welcome to the Lovebare, is this your first time here?” A perky mare with a smile upon her face came up and greeted Wave as she walked in.
Wave took a look at the smiling pink unicorn mare and felt a little better about herself, “Well… I… Um… that is…”
“Oh, it is your first time here,” she said excitedly, “I’m Hidden Surprise, it’s a pleasure to make your acquaintance.”
“Likewise?”
“If I may ask, did you come here to excite that special somepony in your life, or is this more of a personal reward?”
“Uhm, yes to the first, but Princess Luna sent me,” Wave mumbled quietly.
“Princess Luna? Oh, well in that case, let me show you to some of our more enduring items I think you’ll just love.”
At that, Hidden walked up beside Wave and lightly guided her to the back of the store, “Umm, thanks, I think?”
“Please, it’s our pleasure. We get a few of the Princess’s lovers in here, and we always love to give her a nice time,” Hidden giggled.
“L-lover?” Wave squeaked.
“Why, yes! Why else would Luna send you?”
“B-because I’m from her g-guard and she did me a f-f-favor,” the batpony was just a stammering mess from that moment on.
Hidden Surprise stopped and looked at her, her smile fading to one of shock, “Oh, I’m so sorry, I never meant any offence! I just assumed that y—”
“N-no offence t-taken…”
“So this isn’t for the princess, but she sent you to us anyway? Hmm,” Hidden held a hoof up to her chin.
“T-that changes t-things?” Wave asked.
Hidden smiled, “Why, my dear friend, that changes everything. We wouldn’t be Equestria’s number one sex shop if we didn’t take good care of the princess’s friends, now would we?”
“I-I-I-I—”
“Okay, how about we make it easy?” Hidden giggled, “You come with me to my office and get comfortable, then you tell me everything about you and your special pony. After that, I’ll find something perfect for you two!”
“O-okay…” Wave gulped as she was dragged to the back room.
***
Purple smiled as she landed upon Canterlot tower and saw the clock hanging upon the wall. She had successfully delivered the message in exactly one hour’s time. It took some doing, including getting past a rather annoying little dragon that insisted that she had wasted her journey being that Luna could have just sent him the message directly, but to Purple, she had simply been obeying orders.
Now she was back in exactly one hour and fifty eight minutes, which gave her two minutes to get to Luna’s chambers and successfully finish the task. She had no doubt she’d quickly be given another.
Maybe one more worthy of my stature?
She shook her head, Any task from the princess is a worthy task, from the battlefield to being her messenger! Purple made a note to admonish herself for that slight giff as she made her way to the princess’s chambers.
Part of her had been surprised that Luna gave her these tasks, she had been expecting—and deserving of—punishment when she broke the princess’s orders. Instead she had been set about to another mission.
She shook her head. Hers was not to reason why, hers was to do or die.
She reached Luna’s chambers and knocked three times, “Princess Luna! Purple Star, reporting as ordered!”
“...”
“Princess Luna?!” Purple repeated herself, louder and clearer than before.
“C-come in.”
Purple hesitated for a moment. That wasn’t Luna’s voice. It was Wave Night’s. She pushed the door open to the alicorn’s chambers while asking, “Wave, what are you doing in the princess's bedcham—,” Her jaw dropped at the sight that greeted her.
Luna’s bedchambers were immaculate, but that came as no surprise; every night there was an entire cleaning crew that changed the sheets, made her bed, dusted and vacuumed. The ceiling was created in a starry-night pattern, designed with magic to make it stand out even in the day. The bed itself could only be described as alicorn-sized. Huge bedposts of midnight-blue design that spiralled around and around, with purple drapes that hug lapsidazaily from banaisters.
The bed itself was created using the softest material for the princess, with lavender and blue silk sheets that simply flowed off the bed. However, despite the splendor of the bedchamber, the king's-ransom the bed or sheets were worth, or even the pure magic that seemed to radiate from the room, only one thing had Purple’s attention.
Her wife was spread out on the bed, her flank directed towards the door where Purple stood speechless. Her deep-blue fur was all but obscured by the outfit she had on. Black, knee-length socks covered her back hooves. She wore a black and white prench maid outfit, with the hem pulled up by her long, dark-grey tail.
Purple had to tear her eyes away from the pink silk thong Wave had on that only seemed to highlight her bulging marehood. The batpony’s face had a blush on it that worried Purple it might change the color of her fur. However, her yellow eyes told the story like nothing else did; she was embarrassed, but loving the sensations it was causing in Purple.
“D-do, you like it?” Wave asked as she extended her wings, the small light in the room reflected off them perfectly, almost blinding Purple in the process.
The Captain gulped loudly as she fought to put her own wings back at her side, “W-wave… I... um, what are you doing here?!” Instinct alone had her grasp upon something the could understand.
“Is that the only thing you care for?” Wave asked surprised, “What am I doing in Luna’s chambers, in her bed, in this outfit? I’ll tell you. I want my wife back, not the soldier. At least for a night.”
“Wave… I have duty… I…”
“Purple, Luna left you a letter on the nightstand,” Wave replied, half embarrassed and half pissed that even now Purple couldn’t lay down the soldier act, but she was not willing to simply miss this chance.
Purple walked over to the nightstand, unable or unwilling to take her eyes off of Wave even as she bumped into a few items on the way. That part made Wave feel a little better.
When she got there, Purple picked up the scroll and read aloud:
To Captain Purple Star,
Thank you for delivering that letter for me. Your new orders are to stay in my chambers with your wife for the whole night. Oh, and please, make good use of the bed.
Princess Luna.
Purple looked up, “W-what?”
“You know your orders. Now, read the small part on the backside,” Wave smiled.
Hereby, Wave Night shall be your Princess to serve for the whole night.
Purple stood, frozen and unable to comprehend the things happening. A part of her tried to take her chance to flee the room and get away with it. Another part, a much larger part, wanted to break free, to be there for her wife, to melt with her wife into the night.
Wave saw the hesitation on her wife’s face and smiled, warmly. She knew Purple just needed one more push, “So you have your orders, my Captain. What are you going to do about it?”
Purple blinked, and blinked again before looking her wife straight into the eyes, “I’m going to serve my wife,” she smiled gently before raising a hoof upon the bed. Wave watched as Purple placed one hoof on the bed, followed by another, and then another. She found herself oddly apprehensive for what was to come. She wasn’t afraid, not by a long shot. Rather, it was excitement.
That night’s princess rolled over onto her side and spread her hind legs for her wife’s gaze, revealing the silken pink panties pressing against her engorged labia. There was already a small wet spot that had been forming as soon as she put the outfit on.
However, Purple never looked, her eyes were locked on Wave’s, her predator's gaze taking in nothing but the face of her wife.
“Purple, I—”
Purple didn’t say a word, she took three more steps until she was practically over Wave Night, her gaze never leaving her wife’s.
“I, um…”
“You look beautiful, my princess,” Purple finally broke the silence as she leaned down and locked lips with Wave. The shocked batpony on the bed cried out meekly into the kiss, her surprise at her wife’s admission stealing all the joy she could have gotten from the kiss.
In the moment their lips touched, something clicked in Purple. She felt sad about denying herself and her wife some time alone, she also regretted hesitating and that her first thought was to flee. Now she only wanted one thing. She wanted to serve her wife and make the night as long as she was able to.
When they broke apart, Wave looked up into Purple’s green eyes, “I-I wanted to do something nice for you.”
Purple felt a tear fall from her eye at that, “Y-you didn’t have to do this, I-I—”
Wave placed a hoof on Purple’s muzzle, “I didn’t have to, but I wanted to. I wanted to because it was for you.”
Purple Star looked away in shame, “I’m the one that—”
“Look at your princess when she’s speaking to you,” Wave stated in a semi-command.
Training meant Purple could do nothing but obey. It was an order, a legal order at that.
“I know. I know you feel bad about placing the princess before me,” Wave was crying as well, “And I don’t want you to change that. You’re the Captain of the night guard, Purple. Your dedication is who you are, it’s part of you and I don’t want to change a thing about you.”
“Yeah, but I—”
“It’s rude to interrupt your princess when she’s speaking,” Wave stated matter-of-factly.
Purple zipped it.
“However, it shouldn’t take an order from Princess Luna for you to accept time with me. When you’re at work, you’re at work. But, when you’re not, you’re my wife.”
“Princess, may I speak freely?” Purple asked, wiping a tear from her eye.
“You may, my Captain.”
“With respect, your highness, you’re not my wife,” Wave’s face looked in horror at those words, “You’re my princess,” Wave wanted to say something, but Purple continued, “You’ve always been my Princess, and I count myself lucky to have you. You chose a half-breed, somepony that is more pegasus than batpony, something your parents disowned you for, but you still chose me. Yes, I act dumb sometimes, but only because I love my work, and Luna is a friend. I also know that I should free some of my time for you, and you get a promise now and here, that I will do exactly that from now on.”
Wave shot up and wrapped her hooves around Purple’s neck. Crying as she pressed herself against her wife, “I’m so sorry, Wave,” Purple cooed back, “I love you, I always have. Please, regardless what happens, never forget that.”
“I love you too,” Wave cried as she pulled back. This time she was the one that forced the kiss. Her lips reunited with her wife’s after far, far too long apart. She wasted no time pushing her tongue into her wife’s mouth. It quickly met it’s opposite and they reunited like long lost lovers.
After a good two minutes, they broke apart. Purple’s eyes stared at her wife’s, and then trailed down her body, admiring the outfit she wore. From the furry headdress to the lacy stockings, “You really do look beautiful in that.”
“I feel ridiculous,” Wave blushed.
“I think you look lovely.”
Wave’s smile grew even more as she bat her eyelashes at her wife, “You really—I mean, you like it?”
“I love it,” Purple said as she sat back on her haunches to get a better look. Wave couldn’t help herself, she started to show off some of the more personal areas, even going as far as to do some sexy poses that she just knew her wife would love.
This time, when Purple’s wings shot back, she didn’t try and contain them. The Captain’s smile increased tenfold at every sexy pose her wife put on just for her. It was like the greatest treasure she could ever hope for, one that she’d remember forever.
Wave smiled, “You must be so exhausted, my dear Captain. Here, let me help remove you from that awful heavy armor, I’m sure it itches badly after the flight,” she stated, seductively.
Purple blinked twice as Wave started to work the straps around her geaves. Her mind didn’t fully understand why her wife was helping her undress. Not until Wave started playing with the straps with her tongue. She even licked and nuzzled the abused fur underneath.
“Such actions are unnecessary, my princess, but…”
“Purple, for the last time. Settle down and enjoy, it’s the least you deserve from me,” Wave mumbled with a strap in her muzzle.
“Yes, my princess,” Purple reluctantly gave in.
Wave chuckled a little as she sauntered up to her wife’s stomach and reached her head down to get the strap there. She had done this for her a hundred times by now, but this time there was something exciting about it. Sexual almost. Her nostrils could smell the scent of Purple, that fresh flight smell that only hid the scent of her sweat from overworked muscles. She could feel the heat in her chest, and that taste, it was the taste of worn leather, sweat, and fresh rainwater lining the straps. Yet, when it hit her tongue, she just loved it.
Taking her time, Wave failed to notice when Purple ran her muzzle over her mane. The Captain took a deep smell of her wife’s freshly conditioned mane and coat. It excited her and made her feel self-conscious all at once. She wished more than anything that she could take a quick shower, quickly realizing that there was no way Wave would have let her.
When both straps were free, Wave slowly backed off, her muzzle running along the fur of her wife’s chest and head as she did so, almost knocking off the headpiece she wore along the way.
Purple went to remove the armor when Wave stopped her, “Oh, no, my Captain, let me help you with that heavy piece.”
“I can—”
“That’s an order,” Wave said with a smile as she walked around the mare.
Purple hated it to admit, but Wave was much stronger than herself, coming by her thestral nature. Of course, Purple was half a batpony herself, but that didn’t even match a bit to the strength of a pure one.
Wave sat right behind her wife and lightly cooed into her ear, “Don’t move,” At that, she clipped the wing straps, placed both her front hooves on the side of the rear armor plating and pulled it straight off her back. Gently placing it down on the bed, she looked at Purple’s back.
Her hair was matted down, it was covered in sweat and condensation from flying through the sky. She could see the taunt muscles in her wing groups below her skin.
“Wave, maybe I should take a shower first,” Purple started weakly.
“No.”
“No?”
“You know that I can smell better, and I love your smell. The real you, not the fresh after shower you. Most ponies don’t realize it, but the sweat pours your natural scent over your body, and I love yours,” Wave gently cooed.
Purple looked unsure, that is until her wife pressed both hooves directly below her wings. It was the sweet spot, the most worked, yet most overlooked muscles that were tender to the touch.
If she thought her wings were stiff before, they were nothing compared to what they felt like at her touch. Both wings shot up as Wave lightly massaged the muscles in Purple’s back. The Captain felt her body melt at the tender touch, “O-oh… wow…”
“What, you think after all this time I don’t know what feels good on you?” Wave said with a chuckle as she lightly kissed the side of Purple’s neck.
Purple’s head cocked to one side, allowing her wife better access as she left a trail of kisses, licks, and suckles on the back of her neck.
“I know you want a shower, but understand, I love you, Purple. I love your taste, I love your sent, and I love hearing you moan under my touch. I wouldn’t want to ruin this moment for anything.”
“You never really tasted me,” Purple cut in.
“Because we both agree that it would hurt you more than please. Thestrals can do it because they have a natural resistance against those wounds, but if I would do it to you, you would have to heal for some days at least,” Wave reasoned.
“And if I still want it? I mean, we do have all weekend ”
Wave hesitated, not sure how to react to that before smiling, “Okay, but only one try.”
“How do you want to—”
“Not now, Purple. We’re not done with what I have planned, but if you play nicely, I may take a bite or two from you,” Wave huskily whispered.
Purple cooed softly at that, her approval evident as she started to get more and more into her wife’s words and work. Wave noticed this with a smile as she kept massaging her wife’s back, feeling the toned muscles of a warrior under the soft fur. She started to move her hooves forward on Purple’s chest, pressing her own body up against Purple’s back in the process.
Purple did everything she could to help Wave. This had been a barrier they had never broken, never crossed before, but now that they were about to, she didn’t want to do a single thing to ruin her chances.
Wave’s hoof moved down to Purple’s teats, she lightly rubbed each in turn, feeling the nipples harden as she did so. Purple moaned in reply, her cooes of excitement growing louder with each and every thing her wife did.
When Wave’s left hoof ran between her wife’s hind legs, she was momentarily surprised, “Somepony’s worked up, isn’t she?” The hoof was almost soaked with Purple’s juices from just rubbing it.
“Can’t say you don’t look sexy in that thing,” Purple smiled, “And you started it.”
“Mhh, yes I did, didn’t I?” Wave grinned. The more she thought about it, the more she loved the outfit she was wearing to drive Purple insane. Taking it up another notch, Wave stuck her head as far as she could over Purple’s shoulders and brought her hoof up to lick it clean.
Purple couldn’t help but stare as Wave ran her tongue right up her hoof, a hoof covered in her juices, “Mmhh, still the best thing I’ve ever tasted in my life.”
“There’s…. there’s a lot more of it,” Purple mumbled.
“Yes, but I thought the intention of this was to please me?” Wave teased, “After all, I’m your princess, dressed as a simple maid.”
“A hot, sexy and incredibly beautiful maid,” Purple cooed back.
“Well then, my Captain, are you going to show your princess how much she means to you? Or do you want your maid to finish cleaning you up first?”
Never before had Purple wished there were two of herself, “What if your Captain can’t decide?” Purple asked sadly.
“Then we’ll have to see how we can combine both over a long, long time,” Wave smiled lovingly back.
Purple made up her mind. She wanted this to continue, Luna knew she wanted this to continue, but between the two, she loved Wave more. She bent her head and caught her wife’s lips in a kiss. It was so sudden Wave didn’t even notice when Purple started to slowly turn around. Soon, the two were kissing each other with Purple facing Wave.
“My princess, let me show you exactly how much you mean to me,” Purple stated as she started to aggressively press against Wave. The batpony’s eyes went wide as she fell back against the soft bed. Purple once more standing over her.
“You want me to take it off?”
“Leave it on,” Purple said with a smile as she started licking the side of Wave’s neck. She bit at it, playfully nipping the skin in anticipation of what was to come later that night. Wave thought about admonishing Purple for that, but it simply felt too good.
The Captain didn’t stay there. She worked her way down, sticking her muzzle in the gaps of the outfit to lightly tease and lick the fur underneath. When she got to her lower legs, her eye instantly locked upon the soaked silk thong her wife had on, “I’d say I’m not the only one eager?”
“Don’t tease,” Wave said, almost biting her hoof from the feel of Purple’s breath upon her silk-covered marehood.
“I’m not sure I’ll be able to follow that order, my princess,” Purple said a she licked the silk covering, enjoying the taste of her wife’s juices even through the thong.
Wave almost came right then and there. The feel of her wife’s tongue was simply too much for her to hold herself back. Only by biting into her own hoof did she not scream out in pleasure.
If Purple took note, she gave no sign. She merely continued to lick the panties, enjoying the filtered taste of the mare she loved more than her own life. She even licked the sides, teasing the possibility of moving them out of the way, but never fully taking it that far. Rather, she simply nuzzled and licked, teased small bites, and enjoyed the knowledge that her actions were driving her wife wild with desire.
“Purple, if you don’t give me your tongue right away, I’m going to bite you in spots you never imagined before,” Wave growled before she could shut herself off.
“Promise?” Purple asked with a grin.
“Purple!”
At that, she latched her teeth on the small cloth and pulled as hard as she could. The action earned her a lout ‘Eep’ from the mare, but the thong didn’t stand a chance. With a rip, it was torn off and with some regret, Purple spat the underwear out of her mouth and drove back in.
Wave’s shock only drove her to higher ends of pleasure as she felt Purple’s tongue driving into her. With a squeal of delight she cooed and writhed around on the bed, kicking pillows and blankets off with reckless abandon.
Purple knew her wife’s tells all too well, she knew Wave was getting close and could easily make out her next goal: the small little red bead that was poking out of its hood. She knew she would pay dearly for it, but right at that moment, she didn’t care in the slightest.
“What do I have to pay for using it again?” Purple asked with a smile.
Wave paused in confusion before it dawned on her, “You’ll reserve every single free weekend for me and most of your blood.”
“Sounds worth it,” Purple grinned before aiming at Wave’s pearl, gently nibbling, then sucking on it.
Wave’s head shot back as her wife tenderly caressed her clit. She had been excited the moment she saw herself in this outfit back at the Lovebare, but when Purple started in on her, licking her through her underwear, that had been amazing. However, this, this was that taken up to a ten.
She cried out as her body was rocked by an amazing orgasm. Every single nerve ending in her felt like it was on fire, under the direct tender touch of her lover. She arched her back, shoving her marehood deeper into Purple’s muzzle as her wings shot back and her pussy unleashed wave upon wave of juices directly on Purple’s lower jaw.
Purple cursed herself for not being in position to catch it in her mouth. However, she would not break contact, not now. Her wife’s cumming was one of the best things about her. And while Purple was not the squirter, Wave was, and she still enjoyed the knowledge that it had been her actions that caused it.
After what felt like a lifetime later, Wave looked up to see her wife still sipping away at her slit. At some point she had moved off her clit, although Wave couldn’t say when that had happened.
“That was amazing.”
Purple looked up in surprise, her muzzle coated with Wave’s juices. Wave just held a hoof up and gestured for Purple to cover the distance. The mare did, she took three steps and laid down next to Wave.
Wave kissed her again and again. Feeling Purple’s wings wrap around her in a loving gesture.
“Worthy of a princess?” Purple asked.
“Definitely. Although, something tells me we’re going to need quite a few more panties.”
“Don’t worry, we’re always welcomed at the place I got them,” Wave giggled.
“Oh? Can I go with you next time?” Purple asked.
“Definitely,” Wave said with a smile as she licked the sides of Purple’s muzzle clean, “But first, we gotta get you cleaned up. And who better than a maid to clean up a Captain?”
“Oh?” Purple asked with a smile upon her face, “You going to clean me?”
“What sort of maid would I be if I didn’t?” Wave asked with a hurt expression on her face as she ran her hoof right between Purple’s hind legs. The action was so unexpected that Purple’s wings shot back, “And you are so very dirty, my Captain,” Wave stated as she licked her hoof clean.
Smiling Purple laid back and kept her wings out, “Well, when you put it like that.”
Wave grinned as she rolled over and started to lick her wife’s muzzle clean, “Mmhmm, didn’t know you liked this,” Purple said.
“What’s that?” Wave asked with a smile.
“You know, the more… kinky stuff?”
“We’ve never tried it,” Wave said as she licked her right up her muzzle and nose, “But as far as liking it, I think I could grow used to this new side of us.”
“Just one more thing to love about you.”
“And you,” Wave started to lick down Purple’s neck, right across her jugular. She left a trail of kisses down Purple’s stomach and chest. Pausing only to lightly nip the areas she could.
There were not a lot of those areas. Purple didn’t seem to have an ounce of fat on her body, every inch of her was toned from a lifetime of service. However not even that much exercise could change biology. Soon enough, Wave found the two little mounds of flesh that were barely visible. On top of each one were two perky nipples that stood erect, just begging for somepony to suckle from them.
She lightly attached her lips to one, pretending that she was a foal again, breastfeeding from her mother. The motion came back clear as day, almost on instinct her lips started to move on their own, her tongue lapping over the perky little bud, seeking milk that just wasn’t there.
While Wave found the motion rather soothing, much more than she expected, Purple—on the other hoof—was in seventh heaven. Her cooes turned into moans, then soon into something that Wave could only call pure bliss. Something she intended to extend as far as possible.
“W-wave! D-don’t stop!” Purple cried out.
Wave’s eyes went wide as she realized how much Purple was enjoying it. She increased her suction and stuck out both hooves in front of her, kneading on the mounds of flesh with her front hooves, almost like a foal really would.
The action drove Purple right to the edge of ecstasy. The half-breed batpony started to arch her back, her body seeking relief from a source it had never considered before, and a pleasure it had never known before.
Wave smiled at her writhing marefriend, using her tongue to twirl the nipple in search for the best service she could offer. Purple answered in kind, demanding more and more in her state of pure bliss.
Wave didn’t know why she did what she did next, it was almost on instinct. With the well lubricated bead in her mouth, she bit down with her front molars and pulled, hard.
Purple’s eyes shot open and she looked in shock at her marefriend, before moaning even louder than before. Wave smiled as she repeated the action two, then three more times. Each time Purple would respond even more vocally, her own orgasm fast approaching as she felt herself loved and abused in equal measure.
It was after the third such attempt that Wave had finally achieved what she had set out to do. Purple’s body was that of a lean and toned captain, one hardened by work and dedication. But now, she had finally worked her wife’s teat into shape, well, as much as she could without her having actually given birth.
Now there was enough flesh to truly grab, to bite.
“You want a little taste of what’s to come?” Wave asked.
“Oh, Luna, yes,” Purple moaned, not sure how this could feel any better than it already did.
Wave smiled, licked the area clean her fangs were about to sink into, and then slowly, ever so slowly, bit down into the soft flesh of her wife’s teat.
Purple cried in pleasure and pain. It felt like her teat was on fire and drowned in pleasure all at the same time, and it drove her wild. She felt her tender flesh penetrated, her cries of pain soon became bliss though as the natural venom in Wave’s fangs seeped out, numbing the area. It still hurt, but in all the right ways.
It was then she felt it, she felt the suction, the loss of blood as Wave took small sips of her, of her blood and drank from her. The experience of being a mother, of feeding a foal, and of being her wife’s meal, they were all rolled into one blissful moment that saw her thrown over the edge of pleasure she had been dangling close to.
Her eyes glued shut and she screamed out to the world. Her cries of pleasure echoing out the room and down the hall, causing every guard that heard it to blush as the realization of what was happening was apparent.
Wave didn’t hold it though. She only took enough for her wife to cum, then stopped, waiting to save the real joy for later that night. With soothing licks, she cleaned her muzzle and licked her wife’s teat clean of blood, waiting until her own body closed the wounds before stopping.
By then, Purple had opened her eyes and was staring lovingly at her, “That was…”
“Amazing?” Wave asked with a smile.
“Better than that,” Purple stated, then moved to get up, only for Wave’s hoof to stop her.
“You’re not going anywhere, I’m not done cleaning you,” Wave grinned.
Purple hesitated, ready to retort, but then smiled and settled down. The actions of the last few minutes made her longing for more like it to come.
This time, Wave went straight for the prize between Purple’s legs. She wanted it as much as Purple did, the taste of her wife’s blood was still fresh in her mouth, but she wanted to know which was better, the salty, coppery taste of her blood, or the sweet taste of her pussy.
After two licks, Wave decided it was simply too close to call. She loved them both, more so than she could say. She started off just cleaning the outside, putting a small spitshine on Purple’s outer labia to clean up the tasty juices there.
Purple started to clamp her hind legs around Wave’s head, trying to bring her fangs closer again, but Wave pulled back. She wanted to set the time, she wanted to surprise her wife at a time she wouldn’t count on her, then sink her fangs into the beautiful and tasty flesh of her wife.
With each lick, Purple’s return thrust with her hips would grow more and more demanding. Wave couldn’t simply leave her like that though. When Purple was more than worked up, Wave latched her mouth around Purple’s flower and started to lick inside. Her tongue reaching deep into her wife’s pussy, stroking and caressing the walls, seeking to get as much taste as she could, as much of the juices as she could.
Purple’s hips bucked out at the feel of her wife’s tongue licking her from the inside out. It was amazing, like a million little hooves massaging her most sensitive area, “Oh, Wave!” she shouted through her hoof, unable to hold it in any longer.
Wave grinned as she kept licking, her tongue never stopping, her mouth filling up with the taste of her wife’s juices as she sought as much of the tasty treat as she could. As the cum filled her mouth, the taste of blood was replaced, but not forgotten, she merely waited until the time was right.
As Wave felt Purple buck and moan under her tongue work. Wave smiled as she felt that moment quickly approaching. With the practice of someone with years of experience, Wave quickly found her wife’s g-spot and concentrated her attention there.
Purple bucked and writhed under the touch, as Wave’s tongue mercilessly attacked her honeypot, her sweet spot only one pony, or more accurately batpony, knew in the world. She moaned in bliss as her orgasm perked up again, but couldn’t help but wonder how it would feel if her wife would latch her fangs in right now.
She was seconds away from asking Wave, from asking her to make her hers once more. That was until she felt Wave’s mouth latch upon her clit, all the while her lovely tongue still played with her insides, making her scream out loud in pleasure.
If Wave had any doubts that now was the time, it was settled when she heard that scream. With her wife’s engorged lips right in front of her, she only had to take what she wanted, what her wife wanted her to take. Without a second's’ hesitation, Wave opened her mouth and extended her fangs before sinking them down into her wife’s marehood.
It wasn’t a gentle nib on her labia or some soft scratching, she bit right through her coat into the soft pink flesh of her pussy, causing Purple great amount of pain and pleasure equally.
The feeling kicked Purple’s drive into an extreme. She cried out in pain, pure agonizing pain worse than being kicked in the clit. But at the same time, it felt amazing, her wife’s teeth biting into her, taking her, making her hers. It was unlike before, unlike anything else she had ever imagined in her life. She had been so close before, but this was just amazing. Her wings kicked out all on their own, sending what few sheets and pillows that remained on the bed to the floor.
She came, sweet Luna, she came. Wave almost stopped when she felt three strong jets of her wife’s cum spray her in the muzzle. That alone was shocking, Purple just wasn’t a squirter, not like Wave was, but the proof was in the pudding.
The Captain arched her back and cried out, kicking and hitting the bed with her front hooves as her orgasim overtook her. But Wave didn’t let go, she continued to suck, to drink of her wife’s juices, to feed on her, to draw her substance from her.
Purples actions started to lose strength. She continued to ride the never ending pleasure, but with the blood loss her limbs felt too heavy to continue to move them. All she could do was moan out, enjoying her almost endless orgasm, egged on by the feeling of being fed from by someone she’d willingly give her life to protect.
Wave didn’t stop. she couldn’t stop. Her mouth filled with her wife’s very life energy and the juices that leaked from her pussy. If she thought one tasted good, both at the same time was like the nectar of the gods. She drank and drank the taste of her wife becoming all consuming in her mind.
Only when Purple lay perfectly still, her stomach barely moving, did Wave relent. She pulled her teeth out and noticed with some worry that there was barely any blood leaking from the wound at all. Her senses told her Purple was still breathing, there was no way she’d go that far, but still, for their first time she had taken a little more than she should have.
She wasted no time and moved up, holding Purple to her neck. Her wife blinked weakly, as if asking what was wrong.
“I need you to take me now. Make me yours,” Wave whispered gently as she held Purple’s muzzle at her neck, “It will give you more strength again.”
In truth, she had planned this anyways. Taking blood from their beloved ones was a sign of trust and pure love for thestrals, but sharing their blood between them, letting it flow in each other, mixing in their bodies before sharing again; it was the most tight bond thestrals could weave.
Purple’s teeth came out on their own and she sunk them into her wife’s neck. Wave didn’t shout out, she merely tensed up before relaxing. For her it felt amazing, like feeding a young life that was dependent on her. The pain was a secondary thing that paled in comparison to that.
Purple took as much as she thought she needed, far less than she should have, but more than she wanted to. Wave cooed slightly when her Captain laid back down with a smile on her face and blood on her lips. She moved over and licked her wife’s muzzle clean of her own blood before the two kissed deeply of each other.
When Wave pulled back, she rolled over and reached for a blanket, knowing that Purple would be okay, her body would quickly be adjusting to the blood loss, but it would take time before she was fully recovered. As such, Purple would keep her warm.
After all, as her wife she could do no less.
She wrapped Purple in her wings and moved the blanket over the two, her own wounds were still lightly bleeding, but that was a concern for later, all that mattered to Wave Night was the mare she held in her hooves.
“You know that’s going to sting like a bitch in the morning, right?”
“Em, hm,” Purple mumbled.
“But you enjoyed it?”
“Mmhmm…”
“And you want to do it again?”
Purple smiled as she turned her head to stare directly at her wife. She managed one word before she could no longer keep her eyes open, “Definitely.”
Wave chuckled a little as she held Purple tighter in her hooves, feeling her wife drift off to sleep in her embrace, “I love you, my Purple Star.”
For Wave, she fought off sleep as long as she could, content on just running her hoof through her Captain’s mane and listening to her breathing in her sleep. They had started the weekend off rocky, but she had a funny feeling it would be one neither of them would forget anytime soon.
***
Princess Luna smiled as she felt two new ponies enter dreamland. She knew they had made good use of her room, and her bed, even if the latter would have to be changed before she slept in it that day.
However, her Captain had served and done so much in the name of her princess, that for Luna, her bed was a small sacrifice to make.
As she relaxed upon the throne, a burst of green fire sparked to life right in front of her, startling her.
She looked down at the scroll that came out of the fire and unrolled it in her magic.
Dear Princess Luna,
Twilight has been running back and forth, non-stop, for three hours now trying every spell she can think of to unravel the ‘blank’ message your Captain delivered to her. Princess, I fear for the safety of all of Ponyville if she doesn't solve this mystery soon.
Whatever spell you used to encrypt the message, please, please, please let her know so she doesn’t do any more damage.
And hurry, I fear we don’t have much time left.
Spike.
Princess Luna laughed as she finished the scroll.