Iron Feather is finding it difficult to fulfill his duties when the Princesses interest have fallen on him.
Having had Princess Luna tease him while standing guard, Iron Feather has to deal with dreams of Luna teasing him. Knowing that she can enter a pony's dreams he is conflicted about if the Luna at night is the real princess or not.
Compounding the problem is that he is still performing his duty amoungst maids who love to tease the guards, and who might just be the demi-goddesses who rule the country.
Edit: had to change cover art. Found new one via Google. Old one was a cropped nafw image from derpibooru by virenth.
Iron Feather stood at his post. Outside the window the castle grounds glowed in a way that made it hard to tell the time of day.
He noticed Princess Luna trot by sparing him a quick glance. A shiver ran down his spine as he recognizes a mischievous glint in her eye.
Blinking he was now outside Luna's bedchamber, guarding her door. Not reacting to the change in position Iron Feather gave the area a quick scan.
It wasn't long before the princess approached her rooms. Giving the guard another once-over she proceeds through the doors.
Iron Feather was now inside the bedroom as Luna entered. She swings to one side towards her bathroom, shedding her regalia as she moves.
From the corner of his eye, he sees her tail lift up and to the side showing off her marehood. The guard quickly focuses directly in front of himself and sees Luna's bed.
He noticed that he was now at the bedside as the Lunar Diarch crawls onto the bed and lays out in an enticing pose.
She looks at him with a beckoning glance.
Iron Feather finds himself standing atop the bed directly above Luna while maintaining his guarding posture.
As she smirks and begins moving under him Iron Feather jolts awake.
Panting at the dream he had he feels his member bounce against his stomach. Noting how aroused he was the guard takes matter into hoof.
Meeting up with his friend the next day before their shift started, Iron relays his dream to Silver.
“So I was thinking, Since Princess Luna can enter a ponies dream, how can you tell if it's her in your dream or just a dream version?” He asks his friend.
Silver Guard ponders for a moment, “I don't think you can, but I'll ask one of the Lunar Guards. They might have a better insight working the night shift alongside her.”
As the finish getting armoured up Iron remarks, “Your suit has that fresh forged smell. They did a great job cleaning it.”
“I think they didn't clean it and just gave me new armour. It's pinching me in the same way the old set did when I first got it after finishing training.” Silver replied.
“So they scrapped the old set? What kinda mess did Blueblood make?” Inquired Iron.
“You don't want to know. I know, and I wish I didn't.” His friend stated, waving his hoof about.
After checking where they were posted for their guard duty that day the two separated until lunch.
Iron was munching lightly on his food when Silver plopped down next to him.
“So I managed to find one of the night guards awake and asked them about Luna's dream-walking. Normally she'll announce herself and help whichever pony whose nightmare she's in. Though she doesn't have to do that so the only way to tell would be if she's not acting like herself.” He exposited as he began to poke as his meal from the mess line.
“Considering what happened in the hallway the other day, I can't be sure then if it was her or not. I really hope it was just a dream.” Iron said dejectedly.
Silver, through half a mouth of food replies, “You know how many stallions would give their left, hell even their right, hoof to have a single night with one of the princesses? You almost had 2. Stud to the Night.” Elbowing his friend alongside the last words.
Iron Feather hung his head. “I mean it's not like it isn't enticing. I just don't think I could keep up to her. While she hasn't been around as long as her sister, she's definitely more, uhh, venerable than either Princess Cadence or Twilight. As Celestia is the only on to compare with, have you heard about some of the ponies who have tried to court her?” He requested with a sad tone.
“Yeah, of the ones she actually accepted, the longest one only pursued her for a week. The last one was decades ago however. Also I don't recall ever hearing her taking even just a courtier.” Silver stated as his face shifted to a thoughtful look.
“Exactly, while they are considered the peak of beauty, you don't really think of them as sexual, though if what Celestia said during that meeting the other day, she plays the same games as the maids do with us. That might be why you don't hear about her taking lovers, she puts on a disguise and seduces a guard.” Iron epiphanied.
Silver Guard looked at his friend with a look of minor shock. “A few of the guards have seen her take a normal pony's form to move about unnoticed. So it's possible. I'll have to check to see what that form looks like and see if any guards has had a maid with that description tease them.”
A small bell sounded letting the guards know that the hour had passed. The two friends bid each other luck with the rest of their shifts.
Iron Feather resumed his post in a fairly deserted part of the castle. It was a somewhat short hallway ending in a corner on either end. Standing next to a door in the center of the passage he helf his posture and watched the area.
It was quite boring with the only things in sight being a couple statues and some wall hangings to cover the uniform bare stone. Having stood there for several hours already he had plenty of time to study the patterns on the hangings.
Having only a couple hours left on his shift he started to plan out his evening. A trip to the bar with Silver, home for dinner and relaxing until bed.
A small glimmer caught the edge of his vision drawing his eyes. A pair of maids walked towards him cleaning the hall as they moved. One being an unicorn with a white coat and yellow mane and the other...
Iron suppressed a gulp as he recognized the 'maid' from the other day.
Eventually they got over to him, wearing mirror smirks as they moved towards him.
“Why Starry, this statue here seems particularly dirty.” The blonde mare stated, with a slight huskiness to her voice on the last word.
“Oh, it does seem like that. I don't think our feather dusters will handle this sister of mine.” The darkly coloured mare replied.
“I have an idea for what we can use to wipe it does.” Said the first mare as her horn lit up.
As the two mares and lined themselves up to Iron at an angle he could clearly see something slide down the hind legs of both maids.
“What a brilliant idea Sunny.” Starry remarked as they pressed the cloth they had removed from themselves against the guard's muzzle.
Both mare's scent worked its way into his nose as they rubbed their panties over his face. One pair was white with a golden sun embroidered onto while the other was black with a silver moon.
After a seeming eternity lasting a few seconds, the maids hung the panties over Iron's face. The mares made sure to tuck the edges under his helmet to make sure they stay put to continue enticing him with their scent.
Each took a side and began to plant kisses down the guard's neck. Starry giving light nibbles every so often while Sunny used her magic to shift his armour enough to let loose his straining member.
It wasn't long before Feather felt the two mare's breath against his cock. One of the wrapped their magic around his girth and began to stroke it while they pressed their lips against either side of his tip.
Tongues soon darted out to taste and tease his length. One of them took a ball into her mouth to suck gently on it while her sister guided his cock into her own mouth. Her tongue briefly teased his urethra before driving her head forward.
Feeling a mare's throat wrapped around the front half of his cock with her lips resting against his medial ring, Iron Feather let out a groan. This drew a giggle from the mare sucking on his testicles. The stimulation encouraged pre-cum to begin pumping down his length and lubing up the fellating mare's esophagus.
With the extra lube she slid her head back and pushed past the ring and managed to get the full length into her mouth. She repeated the motions a few times making sure to get the cock well slicked up before letting it finally out of her throat with a pop.
“Thanks Starry for getting it nice and ready for me.” Sunny said as she lined herself up to take in Iron's member.
The guard looked down to see the blonde mare slid her head between his front legs, letting her shoulders rest against them to brace herself. Her sister used her magic to line up his still leaking rod against Sunny's entrance.
Looking up at him with a mischievous grin she pushed herself back, taking him fully on the first go. Groaning loudly, Iron closed his eyes as she began to fuck him in earnest.
It didn't take long with this treatment to make him orgasm. His cocked flared widely and the extra pressure inside her drew Sunny to her own. With her walls now milking his cock, Iron's ecstasy lasted far longer than he was used to.
It was some time before she slid herself off of his cock. Panting she placed a kiss on Iron Feather's cheek.
“That looked satisfying sister. Can't wait for my turn.” Starry said with a lust-filled voice.
Silver Guard was getting frustrated. He knew where his friend was posted, but for some reason he kept taking a wrong turn. It was a good half hour past the end of the shift but he hadn't reported in for shift change.
Carefully counting hallways he turned the corner that will lead to Iron Feather's post for the 5th time, though this time it actually lead where it was supposed to.
“Aha!” He shouted out as he finally managed to get to the right area.
A glee short-lived as he saw his friend slumped down on the ground at his post.
Iron woke up on his couch. Silver was fretting about in the small kitchen of the apartment.
“Enjoy your beauty sleep there?” His fellow guard asked as he brought over some soup.
“What happened?” Iron asked as he took the bowl.
“Well, you didn't show up after the shift so I went to your post. Darnedest thing, I swore I had the right area but just couldn't get to the hallway your were at for several minutes. When I did eventually got there, you were collapsed. The medpony said you were exhausted and wrote you a note for a full week off.” Silver explained, gesturing wildly enough that Iron scooted over some to prevent his soup from getting knocked over.
“Sarge is fairly pissed you fell asleep at your post, at least until the medpony whispered something to him. So care to give me your view of the events.” He continued.
Iron gave a sigh. “You know that thing I asked you to check into at lunch?”
“About Celestia's little incognito disguise. Yeah, a couple of the guards said that they gotten teased by a mare matching the colours, though the race of pony shifts from story to story.” Silver started with the truth slowly dawning on him. “Are you saying that Princess Celestia went into disguise to have some fun with you?” He finished.
“Her and Luna. They took turns for most of my post-lunch shift.” Feather confessed.
“Maybe that's why I couldn't find you. They probably put up some kind of privacy wall so they wouldn't be interrupted.”
Iron finished his soup before looking at his friend.
“Not to sound rude, but I am worn out and would like to head to bed. Why don't you go hit the bar like usual.”
Silver shrugged and got up to leave. “Sure, get your rest super stud. You'll need all the energy you can get to keep the sisters sated.”
Iron shook his head and made his way to his bedroom.
Iron Feather found himself standing guard in a very unusual place. His own bedroom. Upon his bed lay both of the diarchs.
They smiled predatory grins at him and used their magic to float him over to themselves. Celestia stood up and lined her hips up to his muzzle.
Being face to flank with the Princess of the Sun, Iron had to fight his arousal. The light pink fold opened up in a winking motion, causing her scent to fill his nose. She slowly moved her marehood backwards until his muzzle was pressed against her entrance.
The guard's willpower broke when he felt a pair of lips caress his member, coaxing him to a full erection.
Deciding to give into the dream he began to offer worship onto the demigoddess in front of him. The Lunar Princess took him into her mouth and slowly sucked him off.
It wasn't long before Iron realized that Luna was being careful not to build him up to high and break his concentration on pleasing Celetia. Using his lips to tease her entrance he worked his tongue deep into her.
Several minutes go by as he explored her depths he let his lip brush her clit while driving his tongue against Celestia's g-spot. Her orgasm splashed against his face soaking him quickly.
Getting drenched suddenly like that caused Iron to snort, and as the liquid entered his nose, he started awake.
Bolting upright in bed coughing, Iron felt a wing wrap around him.
Looking over her saw Princess Luna laying beside him, bereft of her regalia. Using her wing, she pulled him down. Looking sleepily at his face, noting that he is awake, she shifts her wing down and gropes his hard cock.
The teasing touch of her feathers causes him to leak some pre-cum. Smiling at the tiny rivulet trailing from the top of Iron's erection, Luna moves her head down the take it into her mouth.
Getting absorbed by the sensation Iron leans back and closes his eyes. Luna shifted her body and lowers her hips down onto his head.
Licking at her teats, he gives them a little teasing nibble before stretching his neck to reach her vagoo. Nuzzling against her entrance he begins to probe into her with his tongue.
Being invloved in tasting Luna's marehood, and comparing her to Celestia's from his dream, Iron didn't notice how much time he'd been at it until she moved her hips away from him.
Flipping around quickly, Luna slams herself down onto Iron's cock, taking him to the hilt in one quick motion. Locking lips with the guard she began to fuck him.
After a few tries, Iron managed to match her movements with thrusts of his own, driving himself deep enough into her to feel her cervix bump against his head whenever their hips met.
With the dream, fellatio, and now the rough sex Iron quickly hit his peak. Grabbing Luna's hips and pushing down on them, ineffectively until she pushed herself with him for the desired effect, Iron's flared cock drove against her womb's entrance.
The pulsing cock, and virile cum flooding against her womb got Luna to her own orgasm. Riding it out while grinding against Iron, she eventually felt him soften inside her.
Panting heavily, the guard watched as the princess slid off of him, and felt his eyelids droop as she bent down to clean him up.
The sun beating down on his face dragged Iron Feather out of his sleep. Yawning and stretching to get his muscles awake he thought about his dreams. First with Celestia, then the second with Luna.
Shaking his head at having the kind of dream where you think you've woken up, something drew his attention. The curtains at his bedroom window were fluttering in the slight breeze.
He was absolutely certain that his window was closed the night before.
Iron Feather spent the day attempting to relax, but his mind kept wondering to the night before. It made it hard for him to fully relax. Having realized that his time with Luna the night before was most likely with the actual princess caused him to be shaken.
Once the late afternoon had arrived, Silver Guard knocked at his door.
Letting his friend in, Iron watched as his friend flopped down onto his couch.
“Rough day guarding?” He asked.
“I got stationed in an area where Blueblood decided to spend the entire day in. Listening to him prattle on and on really grates on one's nerves.” Silver answered.
“Well at least you didn't have the princesses still having their fun.”
“Oh. Do tell.” Silver perked up.
Sighing Iron went to the fridge and grabbed some beers. Handing one to his fellow guard he states, “Luna put either me in Celestia's dream or her in mine.”
Silver nodded at the story.
“You know when you wake up but are still dreaming? I went from being with Celestia to waking up in bed with Luna. With it being a dream I got into it.”
“Come on don't skimp on the saucy details.”
Iron Feather just shakes his head.
“Anyways, so I always close my window before bed since I don't like the breeze the tends to come in. When I woke up the window was open.” He finished.
Silver Guard was stunned for a moment. “Are you saying Luna snuck into your bedroom?”
Iron Feather just nodded.
“You need more rest than I thought if you are confusing dreams and reality. Messing around with a guard in the palace, or in his dreams is one thing but I doubt she would physically enter one's home to have her fun.” Silver remarked.
Iron glared at his friend.
“If you doubt me that much, then stay the night. She'll probably show up tonight as well.” He challenged Silver.
“Sure, I don't mind spending a night drinking your booze and eating your food and watching out for the big scary princess.” The other guard said jokingly.
The two friends spent the evening hanging out and chit-chatting about various topics. Once it was late enough Iron went to bed. However, he did put up a small note asking that Luna close his window if she comes in through it again.
Iron was in his bed as he felt the mattress shift from weight. Opening his eyes he catches Luna as she is attempting to slide into his bed.
Sighing he lifts up the blanket to help her get under the covers. Luna pauses slightly before climbing fully into the bed.
Letting the covers drop over them Iron snuggles up to her.
“I hope you're not putting off anything vital or important to be here.” He mumbles as he falls back asleep.
His dreams that night were oddly absent of any Princess and quite relaxing.
Waking up well before the night ended, he felt his erection rubbing against Luna's back. He nuzzles her neck and lightly nibbles her ear.
It twitches away from his mouth but her eyes flicker open.
“Mmmm, not going to give me any rest huh my eventide escort.” She says huskily.
Luna rolls over and lets his member rubs between her teats. Reaching down she guides him into her.
He leans down and starts planting kisses on her neck. She warps her wings around him pulling him down onto her as she rolls onto her back.
Thrusting into her he quickly builds them both to a mutual climax.
Luna lays him back onto his bed as he falls back to sleep.
Waking up to the sunlight coming in from the closed window Iron stretches. As he climbs out of his bed he notices something odd on his coat.
Silver woke to something tickling his nose causing him to sneeze. Looking up at his tormentor he sees Iron holding a purple feather in his mouth.
Noting the colour and that it is larger than a normal pegasus' his eyes go wide.
“So have a nice good, deep sleep there o mighty Guard?” Iron asked sarcastically.
“So I guess the princess swung by last night then?” Silver replied apprehensively.
“Yeah, and I was quite glad my good friend was able to let her know that I was resting and not available.” Iron said with a huff. “Not that it really matters I guess.”
“If it's really bothering you I can ask one of my friends in the Lunar Guard to help out. One of them should have the next night or two off.” His friend offered.
“It'd be nice if the person supposedly keeping watch could actually stay awake.” Iron remarked.
When evening rolled around, Silver returned from work with a bat-pony mare in tow.
“Hey Iron, this is Starwing. She volunteered to help you tonight.” He introduced her.
“Silver said something about having some kind of issue with your sleeping. If it'll help you out knowing someone is in the next room on guard duty then I don't mind.” She said, making her way over to the kitchen, finishing her words by putting her head into the fridge.
Iron watched the lithe mare walk across his apartment before shaking his head slightly.
“I made some plans with the guys so I'm going to go and hit up the bars with them.” Silver said as he left.
Starwing sat down on the couch holding a beer with a hoof and a wing around a bowl of grapes.
“So whatcha got to entertain a lady all night?” She asks, darting her eyes over Iron quickly before looking around the room.
Iron Feather nods at his bookshelf, “I have a few books and crystals. Just once I go to bed, try to keep the noise down.”
“No problem, my hearing is better than yours so I can have it quite low and still hear it well enough.” She states as she moves to inspect her options.
Iron heads into the kitchen for his own beer before flopping down on the couch next to her.
“So how long have you been a guard?” He asks.
“I finished training just over a year ago. Though my family is basically all guards so I essentially lived the life from birth. You?” She explains.
“I've been in for almost 6 years now. My family has a history of serving our time as well.” Iron says.
“I've heard some talk amoungst the Solars about you. Is it true that the Princesses are … um... relieving stress with you?”
“Yeah. Part of what's going on is Luna seeming to use my dreams to keep the fun up, and if I wake up partway through, she's physically climbed into my bed. Kinda why I asked Silver to stay over, thought having someone else here might dissuade her somewhat.” He sighs.
“So a bit of a sci-fi nerd huh? I've heard good stuff about Webherd. His series about the mare in the space navy has been suggested to me a few times. I tend to go more fantasy though. I have an OnO group I play with where I have a griffon rouge.” Starwing rambles a bit.
They talk and get to know each other for a few hours until Iron yawns.
Seeing him get tired Starwing pushes him towards the bedroom, as she closes the door she leaves it open just the slightest crack.
Iron wakes up from a dream about a bat-mare in a space black naval uniform to Celestia and Luna grinning at him as barely audible music drifts into the room.
Starwing was reading through one of Iron's book when her ears prick up. Shutting out the music she hears a feminine moan.
Carefully and quietly setting the book down and sliding off the couch she inches her way towards the door.
Forcefully opening the door she barges into the room.
She makes eye contact first with her Princess of the Night Luna. Then she takes in her positioning with Iron. Finally she sees Iron's member as Luna slowly slides towards the flare and Celestia with one of his balls in her mouth.
She turns her head taking in the room as if scanning it for a threat. Pretending not to see anything she quietly backs out and closes the door fully.
The next morning Iron walks out to Starwing having made breakfast. She sets out two plates.
The two eat silently, Iron looking like he wanted to ask her something the whole time.
As she finishes Starwing yawns.
“Is it okay if I crash on your bed?” She asks.
“Yeah. Um about last night...” Iron starts.
“Yes I saw them, but I couldn't bring myself to interrupt. I mean, if you barged in on Celestia with somepony, would you try to? We threstals see Luna in the same kinda way others see her.” Starwing interrupts.
Iron looks a bit flabbergasted at first before nodding in understanding.
Starwing walks past him, though before she is fully past him, she trails her wingtip along his side and down his flank.
“If you think you'd be up for it, I wouldn't mind seeing what drew the attention of the Diarchs.”
