> Night's Prince
>  by Writer of Fantasies
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> Spring Heat
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The man walked through the dark stone halls of the long abandoned castle. For two years now, he had lived in the ruins, completely unknown to the outside world except for two individuals, a pink mare and a rhyming zebra.

From the start, he had worked on improving his living conditions. A rather large section of the castle had been refurbished with roughly cut wooden walls and fur pelt floors. Outside, a decent sized garden grew the food he needed to survive. When he needed meat, he hunted or fished in a nearby river. 

Tyler would have normally found himself bored quite often if it weren't for one fact. The very essence of this world changed him. It had altered his very soul to store a form of energy, magic, the zebra had explained.

He may not have been able to consciously use this energy, but it was a good time waster to try. He had learned that he could store a rather large amount, but not under his control.

Tyler was on his way to the front entrance right now. Last week, six mares had stormed into his home and started a fight with a seventh. After she was defeated, an eighth had arrived. This was more contact in one day than he had had in a year, albeit only the pink one had noticed. 

To prevent this from happening again, he was about to barricade the front entrance with some rather large logs. A normal human wouldn't be able to lift them. He, with his changes, could. 

Tyler worked for several hours, dragging and piling logs to block the entrance. Twice he had to pull a splinter of bark out of his hands. And yet, he considered the end result worth it. The door was completely blocked and the logs were piled in a way to, hopefully, prevent the wall from collapsing. 

He looked over his shoulder, eyes scanning the shadowed corners of the room. Shattered windows and faded tapestries were all that greeted his eyes. No movement and no sound graced his senses.

If only the feeling of being watched would fade.

He turned fully to leave and to head deeper into his refurbished portion of the castle. Naturally, a voice immediately sounded out from behind him.

"What art thou, strange creature?"

Whirling around while brandishing a simple flint knife, he looked to see the speaker. No one was in sight.

"Who's there?" He called.

The shadows seemed to coalesce into a darker splotch before a figure rose from the floor. It was made entirely of darkness and lacked a distinct form. However, after a few moments, it became a slightly familiar form. Particularly, the mare who had been attacked by six others.

"'Tis us, Nightmare Moon. And who art thou?"

"Tyler Jones, a human."

Her form was mostly black as it was made of shadows. However, spots of light could be seen from where her mane would be.

"What happened to you? I saw you a week ago and you weren't shadow." He continued.

Her head dipped down as she looked at the ground, a forlorn look overtaking her slitted eyes. "This is our punishment. To never again have a physical form."

"Never?" He asked, rather concerned for her state, although he wasn't sure why. Maybe it was the fact that she seemed as lonely as he was.

"Specifically, it would take a large amount of power for us to regain our body."

His blue eyes lit up at that. Maybe his strange energy would finally have a true use. "Maybe you could use some of mine? I don't actually know how to control it so I won't mind."

She looked at him, surprise in her eyes before she drifted closer. A dull glow emitted from her horn before several streams of shadow exited his body and flowed into hers. With each passing minute, her form became more solid until she was fully visible.

Tyler had to admit that her sleek black fur, powerful feathery wings, slitted eyes, sharp fangs, and platinum armor all came together to make her look rather attractive in his eyes. 

When the spell ceased, she took a few moments of moving her body before her eyes locked onto his. With a powerful leap, she tackled him to ground before nuzzling repeatedly. "Thank thee, thank thee, oh, thank thee! We are in thy favor, Tyler!"

He patted her softly before shrugging and hugging her fully, taking pleasure in the cute squeak and red blush she gained. "Think nothing of it, Nightmare. I couldn't leave you like that when I could help."

She let go of him and they both stood before she spoke. "We offer thee a place at our side as we rule this world in eternal night."

That surprised him greatly. "Wait, eternal night! That's not good!"

She reared back before narrowing her vermillion eyes at him. "And why not?"

"Because it'll kill everything!"

She jerked back in shock. "What! Explain."

He gestured for her to sit before they both did so. "The plants need sunlight to live. In an eternal night, the plants will die. Herbivores like ponies will die next. After that, the omnivores and carnivores will hunt each other to extinction. In the mean time, the temperature will steadily drop before the world freezes."

"How do we known thou are not lying?" Nightmare Moon asked.

"Can you read memories?" He asked. When she nodded, he continued. "Check mine."

She did so with another spell, the glow now brighter. Soon after it ended, she began softly crying. Startled, he scooted next to her before holding her in his arms. She buried her muzzle in his neck while she cried her tears away.

For several minutes they stayed this way before the distressed mare spoke bitterly. "So we and our night are useless."

To her surprise, he shook his head in disagreement. "No. In an eternal day, the temperatures will rise steadily until plants die, the forests ignite, and the oceans boil away. Day and night are needed or else the world dies."

She stayed silent for some time as what he said sunk in. Eventually, she spoke. "Then what are we to do now? Our goal is now folly and the world hates us."

He smiled down to her. "I don't hate you."

Enjoying the bright blush that came to her face, he continued. "You could always stay with me. You mentioned ruling together. We can always rule this castle."

Her smile brightened considerably before she leaned forward and gave him a soft kiss on the cheek. "We would like that."

Alpha

Several months had passed since her arrival in his castle. They had enjoyed every moment together as they grew closer. It was now approaching spring as the days grew warmer and Nightmare Moon began to act strange.

It all came to a head when he entered their shared room to be immediately pounced upon by the alicorn of darkness. She, without hesitation or prompt, leaned down and placed a passionate kiss upon his lips. She licked his lips to enter but he, in shock, failed to act. So, to her disappointment, she pulled off and let him breathe.

"Moon, what was that?" He asked breathlessly.

The nibbled on his ear as she spoke seductively. "Our heat cycle has just begun and we would like thee to relieve us."

At her words, he could feel his pants tightening, something she felt too as she commented on it. "And we believe thee would like to relieve us as well."

"Are you sure?" He asked.

She rubbed her nethers against his leg and he felt his pants grow damp from her liquids. She leaned down and whispered into his ear. "Take me."

Instantly, he reached up and pulled her muzzle onto his mouth, kissing her with the fierce passion she had shown him moments prior. This time, when she licked his lips, he responded by opening his mouth.

Tongues entangled in a battle for dominance, it was human perseverance against alicorn strength. Surprisingly enough, perseverance won and he flipped them over, he now above her. 

After pushing her tongue back, he began exploring her mouth with flicking licks. He particularly enjoyed the exotic feel of her fangs, something she seemed to agree with as it inspired a low moan from her.

Breaking their kiss, he leaned down slightly and began to kiss where her long, silky smooth neck met her collar, inciting another moan from the hypersensitive mare. Tyler's member was straining against the inside of his pants as the scent of aroused mare began to fill the room, exciting him further.

Trailing his kisses down, he passed her teats, paying special teasing attention to them. Nightmare's moans were growing louder and more frequent as he neared his ultimate goal.

Before long, his face was hovering over her perfect black marehood, his very breath causing her to spasm and clench, the odd wink spreading her juice and scent out. He leaned down and gave a light lick to the edge of her black lips, causing a sudden intake of breath.

He repeated it on the other side as his hands began rubbing all along her flanks and the inside of her thighs. Done teasing, he licked straight along her slit, spreading her slightly and gaining a taste of her, a taste reminiscent of blackberries.

Her hind hoof kicked as she moaned and he tapped her leg. "Settle down." He said.

She did so and he delved into her treasure, spreading her with his tongue and exploring her deepest depths. Her juices never failed to flow and soon covered his face. Each time her clit winked, he gave a quick flick, causing her to tense and moan as she neared her peak.

Deliberately seeking rough spots inside her walls, he took a personal pleasure in the sounds she made. With one particularly hard suck on her button, she came. A torrent of marecum erupted from her into his waiting mouth. He swallowed down all he could as her orgasm subsided. The last few spurts he held in his mouth, savoring the fruity taste.

Moving back up, he kissed her again. She gasped and moaned as she tasted her own flavor, eagerly swallowing her juices. Soon, she pushed him back and her horn lit up before his clothes vanished and reappeared across the room.

Moving down, she nipped his neck and chest a few times before getting to her prize. His dick, an average six inches, pointed directly at her muzzle. He knew not if it was large compared to ponies, but he felt with her, it wouldn't matter. 

A burst of pleasure on his tip pulled him out of his thoughts. He looked down to see the last three or so inches of her snakelike tongue wrap around his head as she gave it a quick kiss. She continued to kiss and lick the tip as his hands ran through her mane. 

She looked up and locked eyes with him as her tongue extended further and wrapped around his entire shaft before she took him in her mouth. Tyler let out a sudden grunt from the pleasure as his dick disappeared into her muzzle. The night mare was able to easily take him to the hilt, thanks to her muzzle length. 

Nightmare moaned at the taste as she pulled her head back, sucking powerfully. When only the tip remained in her mouth, she flexed her tongue before taking his entire length into her muzzle again. The mare enjoyed the grunts Tyler emitted as they proved he enjoyed her attentions.

He surprised her when, as she hilted him, his hips jerked forward lightly, his member touching the entrance to her throat. She moaned at the very arousing idea of taking him into her throat. She continued to bob her head but it wasn't long before he took over.

The man grabbed her horn, a contact that made her blush and shiver with pleasure, and her mane before he began thrusting into her muzzle. He started off gently so she could adjust, slowly increasing the speed and force behind his pumps.

Tyler was in heaven. Her muzzle was wet and warm while her tongue squeezed and teased his manhood. Her moans and hums vibrated her mouth, only adding to the pleasure. Each time he pulled back, she would suck to increase pressure and pleasure before he plunged back into her. Before long, he could feel his release approaching. 

"Moon, I'm close." He warned, grunting as he did so.

He slowed down to pull out but was surprised when she pulled him back in. The message was clear: she wanted to taste him. The idea was almost as arousing as the blowjob itself. He resumed his pace and his grunts increased as he neared his climax. Her tongue writhed around his head in anticipation as she tried to coax his seed.

With a moan, he hilted his member in her mouth and came. His cock throbbed powerfully as the first burst erupted into her mouth, the hot, sticky mess making her moan lustfully. She swallowed the mouthful only to have her muzzle filled again. She absolutely adored the bitter taste as she struggled to swallow all that he gave her. 

His orgasm eventually petered off and he let go of her. She pulled her head back slowly, ensuring that his manhood was cleaned of his essence. When his length slipped out of her mouth with a wet sound, she stood. Nightmare walked over to the bed, ensuring her flanks swung heavily with her flagged tail, giving him a generous view of her slicked lips and soaked flank. When she reached the bed, she propped her front legs up, spread her wings, and looked over her shoulder. "Come, Tyler, and make me your mare."

The human stood and walked over slowly, idly wondering at her change of dialect. Then he pushed the thought aside as he appraised the attractive view. Moon's eyes shone slightly, conveying her need and desire. When he stood just behind her, she leaned back, trying to spear herself on his length. It was to no avail as he moved slightly, foiling her plan.

Moon threw her head back in frustration. "Don't mean me wait any longer! Take me!"

"As my Princess wishes." Tyler said. Gripping his cock with one hand and her flank with the other, he guided himself forward and slowly sank past her soft lips and into her velvety tunnel. The pair let out a euphoric moan as their hips connected together. Moon panted in ecstasy, her heat driving her lust. Reaching forward, he gripped one of her wings and twisted lightly, making her moan again as her walls clenched.

Feeling her adjust to him, he pulled back until just his tip was inside her, then slid forward again as another moan sounded out. The man fell into a rhythm, rutting the night mare with an ever increasing pace, the heavenly sounds only growing louder as he did. Dropping his hand lower, he gripped her flanks with both hands, allowing him to piston into her with more force, reaching deeper into her passage. The sounds of lewd passion and the scent of sex filled the room, only driving the two further into their revelries as her walls tightened against him, her wetness allowing him to glide through easily.

Tyler suspected that she wasn't experienced in the bedroom, shown by her approaching orgasm. Then again, neither was he as he felt himself nearing his limit. "M-Moon, I'm close."

"M-me too. F-fill me, T-Tyler." Nightmare said m, her voice broken by moans and pants. When her request registered, his lust spiked and he pounded away at her rump harder. Moments later, her velvet walls clasped down on him as her orgasm hit her, making her legs give out. Nothing but Tyler's hands and thrusting kept her off the floor as waves of passion assaulted her, her marecum splattering on the floor, her flanks, and Tyler.

With a primal grunt, Tyler came as well. Moon felt his cock throb inside her as he came, jets of warmth filling her womb as his seed erupted into her. The feeling and thought was enough to push her over again, prolonging his orgasm with another series of contractions and moans.

The pair, spent from their carnal passions, fell together on the bed. Nightmare pulled herself against his chest, his length still lodged inside her, and nuzzled his neck, her foreleg thrown across his chest.

"My Prince." She murmured as the pair drifted off into sleep.