Shining Armor has held many titles in his life. Captain of the Royal Guard, Prince of the Crystal Empire, they’ve all signified his dedication and steadfast loyalty. But not many know of his more unorthodox position, and the many other ways he served the interests of the Princesses.
Once again this is in the same canon as my previous stories, and while reading them isn't technically required to understand this, I do highly recommend it because otherwise certain scenes and character relations will be somewhat out of context here. Like, the setups for those relationships and events are entirely within previous stories.
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Princess Celestia sighed and rubbed her temple with a hoof. ‘Will this day never end?’ she thought exasperatedly as yet another pony shambled off after a tiresome meeting. The wizened old stallion could barely walk on knobbly knees, and needed some help through the large doors to the throne room.
“Uh, there you go, sir,” the royal guard said, holding the door open as wide as it would go.
“Well thanks, sonny, I don’t exactly have the physique I used to,” the stallion wheezed, peering through his thick eyebrows at the guard before continuing down the hall. His place was soon taken by a familiar snow-white stallion, curly blonde mane spilling over his eyes. Celestia groaned as Blueblood trotted up to her throne, knowing that she was in for another torturously long session of whining.
“Celestia! I demand an explanation for this unspeakable turn of events!” he cried, with an expression as though the world was ending. “For whatever reason, it seems as though the chefs are no longer allowing me access to the kitchens! What gives those lowly servants authority to turn away me, a prince?!”
Celestia straightened up in her throne and glared down at him with an expression of nothing but contempt. “That would be my authority, Prince Blueblood,” she said cooly.
Blueblood tried to object, but Celestia held up a hoof to silence him. “Do not interrupt me. I decided to revoke your entrance to the kitchen after the debacle at the last Grand Galloping Gala. If I recall, the chefs told me that you had visited the kitchen every day for nearly two weeks before the party, each day taking another item. Unable to object to “The Prince”, they were forced to leave the matter be. Until the night of the Gala, however, where it transpired that you had already taken almost half the food!”
Celestia paused her tirade to draw in a quick breath before continuing. “Finally disgusted with all the complaints about the lack of nourishment they finally came to me with news of your behavior! So, Prince Blueblood, I issued the order for you to not be allowed near the kitchens again. Do I make myself clear?”
“But I’m hungry!” Blueblood protested, stomping his hoof angrily.
“Then go buy your own food! You are an adult, are you not? Or do you insist on acting like a foal?” Celestia said sharply, leaning forward to look him in the eye.
“I would never! It is unbecoming of a Prince to have to prepare meals for himself!” Blueblood huffed.
“Then you’ll simply have to wait until the proper mealtime, just like everypony else! And you will eat only what you are served,” Celestia said with finality.
“You can’t do this to me! I am royalty!” Blueblood squealed, shaking with rage.
“But I am the Princess. I can do whatever I please. Now, leave my sight or I will have you carried out,” Celestia declared, her tone icy cold.
Recognizing defeat, Blueblood sulked his way out of the throne room, making sure to glare at everypony and everything he passed. The guards still opened the door for him, but as soon as they had shut it behind him, both guards collapsed into fits of laughter.
“Oh, that was great. Faust, I wish he had tried to push it. I’d really like to have seen the ‘carried out’ option,” one giggled.
“Yeah. Mr. ‘I Am Royalty’. Did he really forget who he was talking to?” the other said.
But Celestia did not share their mirth. For all the show she had put on, the encounter had left her more agitated and tired than ever. She did not feel like the powerful and feared ruler of Equestria as she slumped backwards into her throne. Even then, the hard stone and gem chair only served to heighten her discomfort.
“Faust, I need something else to do.” she thought, her mind casting around for any activity that might relieve her of some of her stress. The answer came in an unexpected way.
As the two guards continued laughing at the Prince’s expense, a new pony had entered the throne room, a familiar pink and gold mare, Celestia’s ‘niece’ Cadance. She was quick to gain the attention of one of the guards, a snow-white stallion. Rapidly returning to attention and trying to appear responsible, he looked slightly nervous as she whispered in his ear. His expression softened, and quickly grew eager. As they chatted, the other guard struggled to keep a straight face, but was clearly having difficulty. Unfortunately for him, Cadance’s tail was waving her alluring scent right into his face, but he didn’t have the benefit of acting on his instincts at that moment. As her nose twitched slightly, the stallion knew that Celestia could smell the strong, unmistakable scent of a mare in heat as well. Both she and Cadance wore a smirk as they noticed both guards struggling to hide their rapidly growing erections.
“Oh yes, I think I have the perfect idea,” Celestia thought to herself, smiling triumphantly.
Shining felt some trepidation as he marched through the hallways. All he knew was that Princess Celestia had summoned him for “special duties” in her private chambers.
He and Cadance had been enjoying some alone time in her room when another guard had come knocking on the door to deliver Celestia’s summon. Though Shining had inquired as to the exact nature of such an ambiguous task, the messenger seemed to have no better idea what it meant than he did. Cadance claimed ignorance as well, though her terrible poker face made it clear that she was lying.
Soon arriving outside of the magnificent oak doors embroidered with gold that guarded Celestia’s chambers, he could not help but let a sliver of doubt creep into his mind. What could be so important that only princesses would know about it? Shaking his head, he steeled his mind. No matter the task, it was his duty as a royal guardspony to serve the princesses. Face set in determination, he raised the gleaming knocker and banged it on the door several times.
“Enter,” came the powerful voice of Celestia from inside the room. The golden aura of her magic encased the massive doors, and they swung open as if they weighed nothing at all.
Shining quickly followed her instructions, and as he crossed the threshold of her chambers, the doors closed shut behind him. As the magic lingered, he could hear the tell-tale clinking and clacking of a locking mechanism being set. Peering into the shadowy room, he couldn’t quite make out where Celestia was. The darkness shrouded the room in mystery, even its pure white occupant. Nonetheless, Shining trotted forward.
“You wanted to see me, Princess?” he asked, eyes darting around the blackness surrounding him.
A light flared up, finally illuminating the space, revealing a huge, opulent, magnificent four-poster canopy bed, with a large shadow moving behind the curtains.
“That is correct, Captain,” Celestia’s voice came out from the bed. “I have an offer for you. A new position, in fact.”
Drawing to a halt in front of the bed, Shining frowned slightly. “I’m afraid I don’t understand, Princess. I’m the Captain of the Guard, what other position would I be needed in?”
Celestia gave a small laugh. “A career stallion I see. You needn’t worry, this position is not one related to your military rank. You may continue your duties for both simultaneously.”
Remaining at attention though with growing suspicion, Shining said, “Well… that’s nice to know, but that doesn’t answer what it is you want me to do.”
“Me.” The curtains parted, revealing the sun goddess in all her glory. The gigantic, alabaster mare clad in lacy black lingerie that clung to her curves and regarding Shining with a look of clear desire. Her teeth gnawing on her bottom lip as she stared down the captain, her scent clearly conveyed her lust, as did a slightly darker dampened patch on the crotch of her panties. A quiet rumbling permeated the scene, which Shining realized was Celestia letting lose a growl of barely controlled temptation.
Stunned by the sight before him, Shining’s jaw dropped and he stood there frozen, mouth agape and all etiquette forgotten. Against the protestations of his rational mind, his eyes darted all over, hungrily drinking in every inch of the stunning beauty before him. How many could ever hope to see such a sight?
“Ahh. Guh. Huh?” he stuttered, unable to form any coherent thoughts.
Celestia’s manic look dimmed somewhat, and she receded into the bed a little. “Your reaction is not entirely unwelcome, and certainly not unexpected, but I would like you to do more than just stare.”
The words managed to penetrate the haze in Shining’s mind, and he was able to struggle his way back to conscious thought.
“Ah! S-sorry Princess,” he stuttered but managed to throw a quick salute. “Please excuse my vulgarity, but… what the fuck are you talking about?” He practically shouted, his expression frantic and sweat pouring down his brow.
Celestia raised an eyebrow and frowned. “I would have thought my request was quite clear. I know you aren’t as clever as your sister, but surely you’ve gained enough experience with my niece to recognize a mare’s desire for sex.”
“Uhhm… “Sure, but only with Cadance. I can’t sleep with her aunt, the ruler of Equestria of all ponies! We’re not even allowed to fraternize with comrades in guards, let alone our supreme commander! And I can’t cheat on my marefriend like this!” Shining frantically protested, though with an increasingly difficult to hide erection growing and his eyes still glued to Celestia’s body.
“You are right to think about your loyalties, but I assure you that they will not be tested here. In fact, they’re why I’ve chosen you for this task. There are no rules in the military or government that I cannot overturn, and Cadance has already been made fully aware of my intentions with you. Has she not already stated that she’s willing to have an open relationship?” Celestia said calmly, her stoic nature belying her true underlying horniness.
“Yeah, she did mention that. But we haven’t actually tried anything out yet, and I never expected it to include family. That seems… off-limits,” Shining admitted, still wary of the situation.
“When you’ve seen as much as I have, nothing will seem off-limits. There’s not a single kind of relationship I haven’t encountered yet in my years,” Celestia reasoned. She was growing tired of this rapport, and more restless by the second. Deep down, she knew it was unlikely for any pony in Equestria to accept her offer quickly, but she had hoped a stallion in his prime would prove unable to resist the temptation forever. A quick glance downward at his unfurled stallionhood confirmed that his body was indeed willing, his mind just needed a bit more convincing.
“If it serves to put your mind at rest, just think of this as a purely official business relationship. No different from your usual work as a guard. You’re still serving the royal family as you are sworn to by oath, it’s just a different kind of service. This will have no effect on your romantic relationship with my niece, it’s merely a transaction. Oh, that reminds me,” she paused mid-sentence, her eyes perking up at a new thought. She turned to her bedside dresser and used her magic to open up the drawer. From within, she drew out a scroll of parchment bearing the official seal of the royal family. Breaking open the wax, she unfurled the roll in her telekinetic grip.
“Here is your new contract. ‘If the employee is accepting of their new position as Official Royal Fucktoy, and all of the rules and regulations implied therein, sign here’,” she read off the paper.
“‘Official Royal Fucktoy’?” Shining repeated, raising an eyebrow in question.
“Yes, that is the name of the position,” Celestia confirmed nonchalantly, not even bothering to look up from the paper as she spoke. “Here, look this over. I still require your legal consent before we proceed,” she said as she turned the contract over to him.
Nodding nervously, Shining took the paper in his own magic and began to read.
“The Official Royal Fucktoy (O.R.F.) will be held to serve the needs of any member of the royal family, sexual or otherwise.”
“So, this wouldn’t be just me and you, but any member of the royal family?” Shining asked, looking up at Celestia.
“Technically yes, though there is no one else who would require you to hold the title to interact with you. You’ve already become acquainted with Princess Cadance, Princess Luna is out of the equation entirely, and I highly doubt somepony like Blueblood would be interested in you,” Celestia said in response.
Satisfied, Shining returned to the contract.
“The O.R.F. will be held only in whatever capacity as the royal decides. Personal relationships are not to be changed by the position.” “The O.R.F. will divulge their identity only insofar as the royal permits. Unless they are given explicit permission, they will not reveal their new position to anyone outside of the contract.” “Upon retirement of the current O.R.F., they may have input on the choice of their replacement, and may even take part in training them.”
“Wait, there’s more than one?” Shining asked, puzzled.
“Of course, did you think I only just thought of this now? When I’m more than a thousand years old? There have been ponies invited into royal chambers for millennia, we just didn’t always call them ‘Fucktoys’. But Luna insisted that an official position might reduce the perception of the tradition as a series of scandals, and that ponies might come to accept it as a standard practice if we treated it as so,” Celestia said. She felt a brief pang in her heart at the thought of her sister.
“Sorry, but how is it a ‘standard practice’ if no one else even knows about it?” Shining questioned, still confused.
“A fair point. That clause was mainly just to try and control the spread of the information. By only telling trusted confidants at first, it might gain a more positive reputation than by slowly leaked information from unreliable sources,” Celestia explained away tiredly. She crept off of her bed, walking on all fours and stalking him like a cat.
“At any rate, Captain, I grow tired of these constant questions. There is only one of importance that remains. Do you want the task or not? Do you wish to fuck the all-powerful Princess Celestia? Complete your service to the royal family with the highest honor possible?” As she said this, she wrapped around him sensually, whispering into his ear, her tail flicking her scent into his face.
Even with the temptations so strong, Shining remained unconvinced. “So, I’m just the latest in the line of suckers you wanted to use for a quick squeeze?”
Parting from the contact Celestia straightened up and raised a hoof to her forehead in frustration at the guard’s stubbornness. “Consider the lifetime opportunity you’re turning down. I do not choose lightly who to invite into my bed.”
“But it is just about the sex, right? No strings attached, no ‘special someponies’ here?” Shining pressed, his legs now clenched together in a desperate attempt to hide his erection.
“In an official sense, yes. Certainly, there is no contract that might create feelings of love or attachment. Though if the relationship goes on for some time, I cannot stop any sentiments that might form. But neither will I automatically return them. As you say, it is often best to keep relationships such as this with ‘no strings attached’. It keeps things more simple, less room for anypony to get hurt,” Celestia admitted with a sigh. “As the contract states, this shall not affect the relationship of the fucktoy to the royals, or vice versa. I do not wish to intrude upon the romance between you and Cadance. Between us, there will be no dates, no marriage ceremony, and no foals to muddle the proceedings. Reserve those for the one you truly love.”
With her peacesaid, Celestia retired back onto her bed. She lay back on the pillows, observing Shining as he was deep in thought. Even without yet knowing if he would commit or not, she began to satisfy herself by taking in his form. Pure white fur (much like her own) covering sculpted, refined muscles. His shaggy blue mane falling across his eyes lazily, providing a contrast to his blank coat. The crisp and aligned uniform, representing honor and discipline, so ready to be corrupted and drenched in taboo. And of course, his ever-growing erection, long since emerged from its sheath, inch after inch of throbbing, shining, dick.
Celestia laughed inwardly at her own dirty thoughts, while an errant hoof made its way down her body. Lightly brushing over her crotch, she could still feel a tingle in her sensitive pussy. Even just a brief application of pressure sent jolts of pleasure through her body. Biting her lip, she began to swirl her hoof around her vulva in a circular motion, only just grazing the surface. The sheer fabric of her panties beneath her hoof, providing a thin barrier to her most sensitive regions, nonetheless began to collect even more moisture as her stimulations began to coax more fluids to leak.
Despite the awe-inspiring show before him, Shining was hardly paying attention. Instead, he was lost in his own thoughts as he debated the offer presented before him. An intense loyalty to Cadance, and the desire to never betray her, was battling his loyalty to follow the orders given to him by the princess, and an ever-increasing arousal at her invitation. Helping the sexual desire along was the nagging part of his brain that continued to point out all of Celestia’s reassurances that he wouldn’t be betraying Cadance, and Cadance’s own past propositions of an open relationship.
At the same time, the more forefront part of his brain continued to argue that cheating was cheating, no matter what form it took. And that to sleep with his superior was out of the question.
“It’s not cheating though, it’s just business,” the obstinate voice in his head argued back.
‘But doesn’t that make it even worse? Celestia doesn’t care about you, you’re just her comfort horse. Milking your dick dry until you grow old and useless, to replace you with a shiny new toy,. the other part cried in desperation.
“She said she didn’t come to this decision lightly. It’s not like we’re a homeless vagrant taken off the streets. We have the choice to say no if we want.”
“But we’re not going to, are we? Because no matter what we say, we still want to fuck another royal pussy.”
“Yes.”
Bowing his head in resignation, Shining gulped and nodded to Celestia.
“Okay, I’ll do it. I’ll be your… fucktoy,” he said, unable to suppress a slight wince at his words.
“Finally! I’ve already given myself an orgasm while I was waiting for you to make up your mind!” Celestia cried, showing off her dripping hoof to Shining.
His eyes glued to the wet appendage, he felt both surprised and aroused. He had been so caught up in his own thoughts that he hadn’t even noticed Celestia climax.
“Now, mount me!” Celestia commanded, a fire in her eyes. She caught Shining in her levitation aura, so much more powerful than that of a mere unicorn, as irresistible as gravity itself, and lifted him up onto the bed. His uniform was ripped off in short order, leaving him in nothing but his fur as Celestia positioned him above her. The tip of his phallus just poking at her entrance. Releasing him from her grip, Celestia arched up to press her head to his, wild and determined eyes across from his wide and nervous blue ones.
With a quick gulp, Shining nodded and began to press forward to obey her order. Fortunately, the black panties had been pushed aside, allowing him easy access to her vulva. The hot, fleshy organ was already drenched in Celestia’s cum which allowed him to slip inside without much effort. As his head made its way inside, it stretched and opened her further, allowing the rest of his length to follow. Even just that tiniest stimulation already had Celestia letting out whimpers and wisps of breath, not quite pleading but clearly desperately needing more.
Shining knew that reaction well and what it implied. Celestia had been without sex for quite some time. She really had been saving himself… for him. She squirmed as her inner walls nibbled against his throbbing, veiny horseflesh as he pressed inch after illicit inch into her royal chambers — each second tolled by the sound of Celestia’s eager whimpers as he drove himself deeper inside.
For her part, Celestia simply basked in the sensation of finally being so blissfully, jam-packed full.
“Mhm, thank you, Captain,” she said, resting her hooves on his flanks. “But why don’t you start moving? I promise it gets better.”
“Yes, ma’am,” Shining answered, and began to pull back. The slick sensation of flesh over flesh caused his whole body to tingle, and as he exited, only furthered the intense need to be encased in her warmth once again. Not wanting to deny them both what they so clearly wanted, he took a breath, and slammed his hips forward again.
They gasped as one, each stunned by the immense pleasure. Neither paused in the slightest however, Shining repeating the motion and Celestia moving her hips forward to meet him. The wet slaps of their thrusts soon filled the room, echoing around the chamber and mixing in with their grunts and moans of pleasure. The scents of sex and sweat swirled together, concocting a heady and intoxicating aroma. Even with all the triggers, the sheer lewdness of it all, the participants themselves were resolute.
Shining zeroed in on Celestia, observing her expressions of pleasure, both vocal and facial. He was determined to bring her the release she so desired, and so continued his movements with careful restraint, giving her as much as he could without pushing himself too far and nutting too early.
Celestia, for her part, was set on draining her new toy for all he was worth. She felt as her pussy clenched around his dick, trying to hold them together, and coax out his precious seed.
Shining snorted, his chest heaving to bring in the oxygen required. Energy coursed through his body as he rutted her, every inch of his being dedicated to its new task. Muscles tensed and strengthened, a combination of power and flexibility. Blood pounded in his ears, blocking out the thought of anything but sex. The precious liquid was also hard at work down below, turning a once flaccid organ into a diamond-hard tool for pleasure. Each slam forward sending their flesh rippling from the miniature shockwaves, a testament to the force exerted. Sweat quickly built up in an attempt to cool off the rutting stallion, dripping off his brow and sticking to their fur and the bedsheets in equal measure. The aroma of the salty liquid, precum, fur, and just a lingering hint of deodorant combined to create the unmistakable musk of a male in the heat of sex.
But the stallion was only one half of the equation. For every action, there is an equal and opposite reaction. And to the fucktoy it was his mistress, the giantess who ruled the world. Celestia grinned with the smug satisfaction of a creature who had gotten exactly what they wanted. She stretched herself across the bed as much as she could, spilling out beneath her new toy and allowing him to thrust ever deeper and longer into her frame. Her once regal and majestic mane was a mess, tangled and matted from sweat and the constant movement. But Celestia couldn’t have cared less, merely whipping her head around to keep it out of her face and maintain an unobstructed view of her triumph.
She looked across her body, the great alabaster form that was a physical embodiment of what a goddess should be, and focused on her latest conquest. For all the power he could muster, the stallion was but a dwarf in comparison. His dark grey, near black phallus, penetrated her again and again, its solidity and eagerness to rut inevitably surrendering to her depths. Nonetheless, Celestia was more than satisfied. After every court, meeting and interview that sapped her energy, here she was finally in control once again. Here, she truly reigned supreme.
As thrust after thrust met her hips, driving deep into her soaking interior, she could feel the sensation building in her nether regions. Moving her hooves from their position on Shining’s flank, she slid them up his body. Feeling in and around all of his steely, tensing muscles as they worked in conjunction to piston in and out of her. Arriving around his shoulder blades, she wrapped them around his back and used the grip to pull him downwards. Resting the smaller stallion into her neck fuzz, she whispered into his ear...
“Cum inside me.”
Panting, Shining could only nod in assent to his Princess’s request. Ramming himself forward one more time, his penis throbbed heartily in its fleshy vice, and they were soon joined in release.
For Celestia, it was like a tidal wave. The countless smaller waves of pleasure had been building off of one another, crashing around and adding to each other before climaxing into a great tsunami. She let it wash over her, consuming her in a flood of sensation and satisfaction. The incessant itching that had been bothering her all day was finally sated.
For Shining, it was like an explosion. Finally allowed to break out of the confines of his dick, his cum rocketed through Celestia’s tight passageways. His vision went white as the pleasure overwhelmed him, and his whole body tensed. The high of the orgasm peaked fast, giving him a taste of heaven, before falling rapidly back to earth. As the climax passed, his muscles gave out and he collapsed, slumping across Celestia as though she were a large, hot, and sensuously squishy pillow. As awareness of the situation returned, he could feel glob after glob of his semen leaking from between their joined genitals and soaking the bed beneath them. There was quite a bit of Celestia’s own ejaculate mixing in the mess as well.
Celestia’s orgasm lasted a fair bit longer, allowing her to ride the storm of pleasure up and down and up again before finally dissipating. Rational thought returning, she took stock of the situation. She noted with a smile that Shining was using her broad chest as a bed, looking ready to take a nap. His dick, too, was softening and shrinking back down while still inside of her. But as peaceful as the situation was, she wasn’t finished yet.
“A fine start Captain, but don’t fall asleep quite yet. I have another task for you,” she whispered down to his prone form.
Spluttering a bit, Shining managed to lift himself off her chest and look her in the eye. Giving her a quick grin, he responded “And what might that be princess?”
“A bit of an experiment, for you, anyway. I assume Cadance has told you about gender-swapping spells already?” she elaborated.
“Uhm, yes she has. We haven’t used any yet though. But… I will undergo the transformation if it might satisfy your majesty,” Shining said, his grin only faltering a little. He managed to push himself back up into a seated position facing Celestia, and a quick salute signified his willingness for action.
“Wonderful. I do hate to rob you of the opportunity to try this with your special somepony first, but I must say, the female companionship is one I’ve been missing,” Celestia said. She sighed a bit, getting a faraway look in her eyes. “There has not been a birth female invited into my company for a thousand years. Instead, I have sated myself with magically swapped males, who are far less adept. Much too inexperienced in their new bodies,” she said in a disappointed tone. Snapping back to focus, she once again regarded Shining. “But perhaps I should allow you to make your own impression. See if your skills might be more adequate.”
Now more than a little nervous, Shining still tried to keep the smile on his face. “Uh, yes ma’am. I’ll do whatever I can.”
“Good. Now hold still,” Celestia said as her horn began to glow.
Shining once again felt the sensation of being encased in magic, the slight tingling around his body. Though instead of merely transporting him, this time it grew in intensity, the glow burning bright as the spell worked. A sudden bright flash of white blocked out the room and robbed him of all sensation.
“Tell me, Captain, how do you like your new body?” Celestia’s voice filtered in.
He hadn’t immediately noticed the difference. Without having felt the changes as they took place, it took a moment to register the differences in his body. Slowly though, Shining took stock of the new environment. He flexed his muscles, pleased to find them still strong and durable. His coat and mane remained unchanged, as did his cutie mark. Only when he looked between his legs did he find that he lacked his old… equipment.
In its place was a genuine, slightly wet, pussy. Shining regarded the new organ with interest, even probing it lightly with a hoof. The folds were extremely thick and squishy, parting and molding under the pressure. The outer lips were the same shade of dark grey, almost black, that his phallus had been. However, concealed within them lay the startlingly pink flesh of the actual vagina. Peeking out from the dark enclosure, the burst of color was accentuated by the rounded, fat shape of the clitoris. A few beads of moisture could be seen as well, glistening like diamonds in among the pink. Removing his hoof for a moment, the folds reset to their more natural shape. Like an inverted tear drop from his view looking down on it, with the widest portion encompassing the clit, and then narrowing as the lips came closer together and reached around the underside of his body to meet his anus. Shining twisted his head to see this as well, though admittedly the differences were far less. At most, the dark ring of flesh was perhaps slightly less thick than it had been previously.
In the meantime, Celestia watched the show with amusement. It was always fun to see a stallion intrigued by having a mare body. Still, as much as she enjoyed the show, the transformation would serve a purpose.
“I know you’re not used to this new form yet, but don’t forget why I changed you. Please feel free to rejoin me whenever you’re ready,” she said.
“Actually,” Shining paused for a moment, having a bit of cognitive dissonance at hearing a different voice coming out of his mouth, “I had a question.”
“Ask away.”
“What is this body? It looks much like my old one,” Shining asked.
“Well, the spell didn’t really change who you are, just what you are. Your biological gender doesn’t affect your personality, so you still retain your usual cutie mark. As well as your general body type and level of physical fitness. You are still the same individual, more or less. Unless you would prefer a different designation for your mare body, to distinguish them perhaps,” Celestia offered.
“Uh, no thanks. Shining still works,” he answered, slightly put off by how nonchalantly Celestia dealt with his identity. “Well, I suppose I did agree to being a ‘toy’. This is just dressing up then, isn’t it?”
“Excellent. Now then Captain, would you please resume your duties? You should still know how to work your tongue, mare body or not,” the Princess requested in a tone that plainly said it was really an order. She spread her legs wide, once again revealing the plump, soft lips of her labia. Only this time, there was still a bit of Shining’s cum leaking out. The addition didn’t stop Shining from closing in, however.
Sticking his snout in between Celestia’s legs, Shining couldn’t help but breathe in deeply, taking in Celestia’s wonderfully erotic scent. Putting his lips to hers, he began to gently suckle on the outer edges of her vulva, teasing her. He felt a light pressure on the back of his head as Celestia pressed him in closer with her hooves, encouraging him to continue. Working around her puffy and soaked pussy, he lapped up as much of her juices as he could. Mixing in with her tart cum was the salty taste of his own ejaculate. He continued to drink on without discretion, making sure to still stimulate the folds as he did so.
Up above, Celestia allowed herself to relax and enjoy the attention. Closing her eyes, she let out whispers of pleasure as she felt Shining’s tongue work its way around her nethers.
Deciding to up his game, Shining began to stick his tongue directly into Celestia’s vagina, not penetrating as deep as he had before with his now non-existent phallus, but with much more dexterity. His tongue worked around her walls, wiggling and stimulating every inch it could reach. As he found a tempo to work with, grinding his tongue hard against her ringed inner walls, causing Celestia’s moans to intensify before switching to a more delicate and measured gliding lick in the opposite direction. The effect teased Shining’s lover, for it brought her just short of achieving the release she’d been building towards only for Shining to begin aggressively working her quivering pussy, the sounds of his eager slurping mixed with Celestia’s carnal lust filling the royal bedchamber.
In the meantime, his own pleasure had begun to mount. Having never been in a mare’s body before, Shining didn’t exactly know what to expect in the way of arousal, but still knew enough to guess that he was getting excited. The lips of his… pussy… were starting to tingle, and the hardened nub of his clitoris was begging for attention. The new sensation gave him an idea, and he pulled out of Celestia’s crotch.
“What are you doing? Why did you stop?” Celestia demanded, eyes snapping open to stare the captain down.
“No worries princess, just getting in a better position,” Shining explained. He finally obliged his own body’s desperate signals for pleasure by ramming a hoof into his own crotch, falling forward again to put his mouth on Celestia’s snatch once more. This time, however, he went straight for the clitoris, sucking the sensitive nub right into his mouth. Celestia let out a gasp at the sudden burst of pleasure, and Shining continued to please her with tongue lavishes and humming vibrations. His hoof was also hard at work pleasing his own clit, not letting up on the tiny nub for even a second.
Celestia continued to moan and writhe under the intense treatment her clit was receiving, and knew that another orgasm was coming upon her soon. This time, however, she made no effort to resist and allowed the pleasure to overwhelm her. All the stresses and worries of the day washed away in an intense storm of sensation. It didn’t end either, as Shining continued to stimulate her all the way through, making sure to work every part of her pussy.
His own orgasm had already started, the rapid and unforgiving treatment to his clit sending the stallion turned mare over the edge not long after the princess. And as wave after wave of pleasure engulfed his body, Shining realized that he quite enjoyed having orgasms as a mare. Though not quite as explosively powerful as those he experienced as a stallion, it lasted much longer and felt more all-encompassing.
But unfortunately, nothing can last forever, no matter how much one may wish it to. Both ponies began to tire out after their orgasms faded away, leaving them with their sticky mess to deal with. Shining managed to crawl his way up to the top of the bed, and rested on a pillow next to the princess.
“Thank you Captain, that was some fine tongue work,” Celestia said with a smile. “Probably the best I’ve hadt since dear Princess Luna.”
Despite the nonchalant tone in which she said it, that little bit of news sent a jolt right through Shining.
“Wait, what? Your sister? You’ve fucked your sister!?” he exclaimed, eyes growing wide and boring into Celestia.
“Of course. When you’re alive for thousands of years, you become quite familiar with the only constant face. And the rest of their body,” Celestia answered plainly. “And at any rate, we do not need to discuss the sexual habits of my banished sister.”
“O-of course. I apologize Princess. That was inappropriate of me,” Shining said with sheepishness, bowing his head.
“There will be plenty of time to make up for it, I assure you,” Celestia said in a mischievous tone, her grin now returning. She worked her eyes down Shining’s body to his new privates. “I’m going to enjoy ravishing you. Believe me, we’re just getting started.”
Cadance let out a giggle as Shining swept her up in his hooves.
“Avast m’lady! How are you faring this fine evening?” Shining said with bravado, a goofy grin splashed across his face.
It was relatively late at night, by the time that Cadance was finished with her princess duties and Shining with his guard’s responsibilities, the sun had long since set. They were enclosed away in Cadance’s private chambers, and had taken the opportunity to unwind.
“I’m doing much better now that you’re here, my fair knight. To what do I owe the pleasure of your company?” Cadance responded with equal smarm, snuggling up to Shining as he held her.
“I thought that m’lady might enjoy some companionship. Everyone deserves a bit of fun, especially a mare as hardworking as yourself,” Shining said. He carried Cadance across the room and gently set her on the bed, before clambering up to join her. They nuzzled together, simply enjoying each other’s presence for a bit before Cadance broke the silence.
“I see Sir Knight. And I do believe I have a way that I might show you my gratitude for your presence. Only if you would be so inclined of course,” she teased, one hoof moving down Shining’s body suggestively.
“Why princess, I wouldn’t dream of doing anything else,” Shining agreed, capturing her lips in a kiss. Their hooves wrapped around each other and bodies intertwined in a sensual dance. Things were just heating up into the tongue kissing stage when they were interrupted by a knock on the door.
“Excuse me? Is Captain Shining Armor in here? I was told this is where I could find him,” a voice came from the other side.
Pulling away from each other, Shining and Cadance looked towards the disturbance with mild surprise. Sitting upright, Shining called back. “Yes, I’m here. Am I needed for something?”
“You have been summoned for O.R.F. duties,” the voice explained.
Shining’s face fell slightly at that revelation, and he turned to Cadance with an apologetic expression. “Sorry, we have to cut this short. I guess Celestia got horny again. Believe me, I’d stay here if I could.”
“I know. I may have a talk with my aunt at some point soon. If this arrangement is going to work, she’s going to have to find times that won’t keep interrupting us,” Cadance said, at least slightly assuaging Shining’s feelings of guilt.
“I’ll be back, I promise,” he said as he straightened his uniform and began to move towards the door.
“I may be asleep by the time you are,” Cadance lamented with a sigh. “Just make sure she doesn’t wear you out too much, okay?”
“I will, don’t worry,” Shining reassured her. He paused at the look of genuine concern on her face. “I’ll be fine. Just a quick visit, then right back to see you. Everypony wins.”
“Okay. If she insists,” Cadance sighed, leaning back and getting comfy on the sheets.
Shining opened the door and was surprised to be greeted by a bat pony guard rather than the standard royal guard who usually delivered Celestia’s summons.
“Oh. Did something happen to the usual guard?” Shining inquired.
“No. I am simply following the orders of Princess Luna, just as the other follows the orders of Princess Celestia,” the bat pony explained. “Please, follow me. I will show you to her chambers.” They set off down the hall, and Shining obediently followed along behind. As they trotted, Shining’s mind processed this new information.
“Huh, I’ve never been requested by Luna before. Hell, I’ve barely even seen her since she returned. This could get awkward.” Still, these doubts didn’t stop him from continuing on the projected course. Orders were orders, no matter who they came from. And the contract had mentioned that he would be available to all members of the royal family, Celestia had merely been the only one to use it so far.
Making their way through the castle, Shining saw that they were approaching the passage that led to Celestia’s chambers. However, while he made to turn that way, the guard instead made their way up a flight of stairs.
“Her Majesty’s quarters are at the top of the Lunar tower, not the Royal Wing,” they explained after realizing Shining’s confusion.
Nodding, he broke into a short trot to catch up, slowing down once he had fallen in behind the guard again. Going up and up the spiral staircase, Shining began to get a bit dizzy. He’d never been in this part of the castle, given that it had been blocked off to all but Celestia herself after Luna’s banishment. He supposed he should have figured that Luna’s residence would be in the tower of the same name. Though after his sessions with Celestia, he also knew of the sister’s more private history and had assumed that they shared a sleeping and living space.
After several minutes of silent stair climbing, the pair finally reached the top of the stairwell. There was a small landing before them, leading up to a magnificent door. It was done in much the same style as the one leading to Celestia’s chambers, but deliberately opposite. While Celestia’s was golden and white with sun motifs, this was constructed of dark blue stone inlaid with glistening silver that was shaped in the form of the moon.
“The princess is waiting for you inside. I shall come to collect you when she is finished,” the guard stated. Spreading the velvety membranes of their wings wide, they flew off down the stairwell, leaving Shining all alone on the landing.
Shrugging to himself, Shining went to reach for the knocker, inwardly amused at how similar the situation was to his first night with Celestia. Lifting the silver instrument, he brought it down on the door with a resounding crash. He repeated the process twice more before stepping back and waiting to see if the noise had been heard. Sure enough, it was mere moments before a voice could be heard from within.
“Come inside,” it instructed, though in a noticeably quieter and more reserved tone than that Celestia generally used. Much like Celestia had done, a magical glow appeared around the door frame and eased the entrance open. However, rather than being shrouded by shadows and hiding on her bed, Princess Luna was directly behind the door.
Upon seeing Shining Armor standing before her, the princess’s face broke into a shy smile.
“Ah! Captain! I’m glad that you agreed to join me tonight,” she said, reaching out to him with a hoof. Grasping around his shoulder, she began to pull him into the room. “Please, follow me.”
Shining did as instructed, the gentle but firm pressure of her hoof making it hard to refuse. As they made their way over the threshold, Shining took the opportunity to look around and observe the room.
It was not entirely unlike the rooms of Celestia or Cadance, still possessing a large bed, bookshelves, and desk. However, there were notable differences, one of the most obvious being the coloration. Like the door, the color scheme was centered around cool blues and blacks highlighted with silver. The ceiling was decorated with a map of the night sky, tiny glittering gems forming stars and constellations. A balcony could also be seen, hosting a large telescope. Finally, in a marked contrast to the grandeur of most of the architecture and furniture, there was a small TV set on the bed. Several boxy consoles, hoof-held controllers, and a variety of game boxes could also be seen. Judging by the numerous boxes and plastic bags littered around, they were still brand new.
It was towards this setup that Luna led Shining. Still a tad curious as to why he had been summoned by Luna so suddenly, he further noted that unlike when Celestia first contracted him, her attire was no different than what she usually wore.
“Up here,” Luna said, bouncing onto her bed and plopping down onto some pillows. She gazed at Shining with her wide, sparkly blue eyes, looking for all the world like an innocent little filly who wanted to be read a bedtime story.
Despite his lingering confusion, Shining dutifully climbed onto the bed as instructed. He took a position next to Luna, folding his legs underneath him and allowing himself to sink into the soft fabric.
“So, you may be wondering why I have summoned you here,” Luna said.
“It had crossed my mind,” Shining admitted with relative ease, even if he had his suspicions.
“Well, since my return, my sister has filled me in on some of the developments that occurred in my absence. She’s been helping me catch up on the political, technological, and other such changes, but has so far failed to touch much on the societal. My recent trip to Ponyville has highlighted just how out of date I am,” Luna explained, her slightly meek demeanor and body language continuing to make her seem smaller. She seemed to be doing her best to disappear into the bedsheets.
“I recalled Celestia’s update on the O.R.F., and pulled up your profile. With your various interests in ‘popular culture’, and duty to serve us however necessary, I thought you may be able to help me learn a bit more about what I’ve been missing.”
“Well, that’s not exactly what I’m used to doing in this job, but I can certainly do my best, princess,” Shining replied. He gave her a reassuring smile, though still felt slightly awkward within. “She doesn’t expect me to be able to tell her everything about pop culture, right?”
“Wonderful. I thought we might begin with these so-called ‘videogames’. I had them referred to me by one of the citizens of Ponyville,” Luna said, regarding the consoles and games before her with wonder. There was a whole mix of genres and series present, RPG, FPS, fighter, racing, RTS and more. It looked as though Luna had simply picked games at random from each section in the videogame store without knowing or caring which one she was best suited for.
“I am most curious about this one,” Luna said, pulling a case out of the pile. “A ‘role-playing game’, it says.”
Shining looked at the case she was holding up, and sure enough, it was an RPG. “Fantasyverse IV” or something like that. Rather than ponies, the cover was decorated with a depiction of bipedal, furless creatures with claw-like appendages rather than hooves.
“Yeah, I’ve played games like that before. The genre title is pretty self-explanatory. In the game world, you get to create almost every aspect of your character. You can choose abilities, appearances, who to befriend or fight, all sorts of stuff. A bit of wish-fulfillment, actually,” Shining said, feeling a tad bit silly at explaining something that seemed so obvious. He could feel his cheeks growing warm too.
Luna didn’t seem to mind, however, emerging from the bed a bit more and spreading her wings so that one of them fell over his back.
“That sounds quite interesting. Let us commence in our playing of the game then,” she said with a smile.
For his part, Shining was still a bit taken aback by Luna’s sudden contact. They barely knew each other, and she was already acting like they were friends. He reflected on the irony that he was less embarrassed having sex with Celestia than he was just sitting in bed playing games with Luna.
Before he could dwell on the awkwardness of the situation for too long however, Luna had already inserted the game disc into the console and booted it up. She retrieved a controller for herself, as well as offering up one to Shining. Having nothing else to really do, he accepted it.
The game booted up with a soft whirr as the disc began to spin, and soon the company logos were appearing on screen. Once they faded away, the title screen popped up. It displayed a city in the background, markedly different from Canterlot, and more similar to Manehattan or Las Pegasus. The tall, rectangular buildings were inhabited by the same curious creatures present on the game’s cover. The game’s title hovered over an instruction: “Press X to begin”. Luna did so on her controller, and the title morphed into a menu, still suspended over the city background.
> New Game
Load Game
Settings
Credits
The selection was defaulted to “New Game”, and Luna clicked on the option right away. The menu faded out, replaced by a mostly blank screen, except for a spinning circle and some repetitive sound effects. The opening logos reappeared for a moment until they wound up at the character creator.
Shining made his character appear as much like him as he could; blue hair and eyes, with a pseudo-cutie mark symbol on the clothing. To his mild surprise, however, Luna made her character look nothing like herself. In fact, she seemed to deliberately make them as bland and unremarkable as possible. Mostly just default size, colors, and clothing.
Once their characters were ready, they pressed onwards. The screen darkened as the game transitioned to the next function. When there was an image returned to the screen, it was of a large, deserted train station. At least, that was what it seemed. Large stone platforms on either side of a pair of metal tracks, with various pedestrians of the game’s main species milling around. Not only were its inhabitants different, so too was the location a marked contrast to any train station in Equestria. Whereas many Equestria buildings were bright and colorful, these were mostly monochromatic, utilitarian, and run down from a lack of maintenance and care. Litter lay strewn in the gutters of every street and alleyway.
The virtual air was filled with the chattering buzz of a large crowd, every individual encompassed in their own conversation creating a cacophony in unison. However, one noise cut above the mishmash of voices, ringing, and rumbling. A horn blared off in the distance, and its signal caused many of the pedestrians to look up with anticipation at the tracks. A train could be seen off in the distance, growing larger and larger by the second. First a mere blur, then a more defined outline, and finally close enough to make out the individual passengers as it pulled into the station.
Before those waiting on the platform could board however, the passengers currently on the train had to disembark. As the doors slid open with a chime, a whole rush of bodies rushed out like a wave. Among the last to clear the crowd were none other than the player characters, hauling some luggage behind them as they stepped out onto the platform. The pair made their way through the crowd, and past the turnstiles that marked the entry to the greater station. They made their way through the station before finally climbing out of a stairwell into the city proper.
The pair took a moment to soak it all in, the massive buildings towering above them, the abundance of people surrounding them, stretching on in all directions. It was here that the control of the characters was finally handed back to Luna and Shining. Looking down on them from a third-pony point of view, they could finally move their characters around the world, interacting with it however they wished.
Their first task was to ‘check in’ at the apartment”. Opening up the minimap, they set the objective and plotted a course. With a marker not too far from their current position, they set off with their luggage. They occasionally stopped to observe some interesting feature of the game world, they mostly made good time to the building. Another short cutscene played, showing their characters checking in and dropping off their luggage. After that, it was free roam and they could finally start exploring the city for real.
Even though the adventure was virtual and happening on a screen, Luna seemed pleased when Shining glanced over at her.
“Where to first, Captain?” she asked with a smile.
And so most of the night passed with Shining and Luna trying out the various different games. They spent particularly long on the RPG, as the expansive world was surprisingly addictive to explore. The strange creatures that inhabited it also proved fairly interesting, and they made plenty of allies and friends along the way.
They didn’t spend all of their time on just one game however, making sure to mix it up. They played at least some in the shorter games as well, getting a few races in, a few brawls, even a few matches of an online shooter. Shining had been worried Luna would not take kindly to the other players’ trash talk, but she had a sharp tongue to deal back in kind.
After finishing up with the match they were in, Shining looked at the clock beside Luna’s table, and was shocked to see that it was well past midnight. While the night princess was easily capable of staying up the entire night, maybe even preferred to do so, he still needed to get some rest eventually. And of course, he’d have to apologize to Cadance for staying out this late. Even just realizing how far into the night it was made his eyelids suddenly feel more droopy, his mind more stretched, and he let out a large yawn.
Luna took notice of his behaviour, and decided to act.
“Perhaps we should be done for now,” she said in a caring voice, turning off the console and offering Shining a glass of water.
He gladly accepted, pouring the cool liquid down his parched throat. Draining the glass down to its last drop, he set it down on the bedside table.
By this point, Luna had finished turning off and putting away the various game equipment. Closing a cabinet door with the games stashed inside, she returned to the bed and the stallion sat upon it.
“I will not lie, I had perhaps been expecting to eventually request more intimate services from you. But I can see that I have already used up enough of your waking hours. Return to your princess, and rest,” she said, offering Shining a hoof down from the bed.
Slightly surprised at the treatment, Shining nonetheless accepted and lowered himself down.
“Before you leave however, I did have one question for you,” Luna mentioned as Shining drew level with her.
“What might that be, princess?” Shining asked, doing his best to remain alert.
“Did you enjoy yourself tonight?” she answered, her big blue eyes gazing at him in an almost pleading manner.
Taken aback by the unexpected question, Shining did not immediately have an answer prepared. “Uh, yeah I guess. It wasn’t necessarily what I originally had in mind, but it was fun,” he ultimately responded, trying to be as honest as possible.
“Splendid! Then I may yet be able to make some friends in this time period!” Luna said with a note of joy in her voice and clapped her hooves together.
“Yes, ma’am,” Shining said, assuming he was supposed to agree. He trotted over to the door to leave, but a thought nagged at his consciousness and caused him to turn around before he was fully out the door.
“Pardon if I’m overstepping princess, but I would like to point out that although I did enjoy our time tonight, it is generally best to form a friendship without having to order the other to spend time with you,” he said to Luna, who affixed him in her sight.
“A fact that does not escape me. I may be old and royal, but I am not a stranger to the concept of friendship. Tonight was merely a chance to experience the newer activities of friendship, not the relationship itself,” she countered in a more stern voice.
Satisfied, Shining nodded and opened the door. He stopped as Luna’s voice called out one last time.
“And while I may have requested you here on official business, I do hope that you might be willing to return here of your own volition. I would certainly like to know you as more than just a subordinate to order around. Though that decision lies with you. Nonetheless, farewell for now Shining Armor.”
In a world of magic, mysterious creatures, and wonders beyond the imaginations of most ponies, sometimes the greatest surprises come from completely unexpected areas. So while the world may fall to a chaos god who turns clouds to cotton candy, or an ancient minotaur who literally eats magic, the most unusual event of all involved a nerdy little alicorn.
Shining still found it hard to believe he was involved romantically with his little sister. For one, he’d never considered being with anyone else in a serious capacity once he found Cadance, let alone Twilight. The mare he had grown up alongside, who he had cared for and looked out for since the day she was born. And yet, after that fateful Nightmare Night, they had been continuing to develop their relationship. Unfortunately, much of it was done in secret. While not unusual for siblings to visit each other on occasion, they nonetheless hid the true nature of their meetings. Fortunately, Cadance had been nothing but supportive. She had helped them set up meeting times around their busy schedules, and even joined them now and again.
It was one of these such meetings that Shining assumed he was headed for now, departing the train for Ponyville. The small town was extremely quaint compared to the massive city of Canterlot. Mostly just one or two-story buildings with simple wooden construction. The ponies who passed by each other in the streets all knew each other’s names, and exchanged a friendly greeting or two. As Shining trotted through town, he could even spot some of Twilight’s friends mixed in the community. The Apple family selling their wares in the market, Pinkie Pie making balloon animals for some foals, and Rainbow Dash flying overhead.
But beyond all this wonderful scenery and gathering of ponies, Shining had a distinct destination in mind. Visible even from the edge of town, looming higher than any of the other buildings, was the glittering, tree-shaped castle of friendship where Twilight now resided. Even for a pony who had spent most of his life in the opulent capital city, Shining was still impressed by the structure. Made almost entirely of gems, it shone like a star in the midday sun. It was almost too bright to look at directly, and Shining found himself having to avert his eyes. As he approached, the solid golden doors swung open to permit him entry.
Inside, the halls proved just as lavish as the exterior, displaying the same construction materials of precious gems and ores. However, while the Royal Palace in Canterlot was often bustling with servants and guards, the halls of this castle were almost entirely deserted. Shining didn’t see a single other creature as he clip-clopped his way through the building. There were plenty of doorways off to other chambers and rooms in the castle, yet they all seemed abandoned. Even when he had observed the structure from the outside, the complete lack of any guards whatsoever had struck him as odd.
There wasn’t much time to dwell on the castle’s lack of inhabitants though, as he had arrived at the room of the one inhabitant who he was actually there to see. Inwardly amused at how similar the scene was to his previous meetings with the princesses, he dutifully raised the knocker and brought it down.
“Shining?” Twilight’s voice sounded, eager and anticipating.
Nudging the door open, Shining peeked into the room. Though the chamber itself was as grand as those of Celestia and Luna, the various effects were reflective of a decidedly different inhabitant. Rather than ancient, mystical artifacts and world maps, Twilight’s walls and floors were covered with stacks of papers, a trashcan overflowing with half-eaten scraps of muffins, crumpled bags of crisps, and other foods, and more books than could be counted aligned in rows on shelves and piling up onto the floor as the bookcases ran out of room. A corner in the back of the room was crammed with mad science equipment, with beeping machines, glowing electro-balls, and things Shining couldn’t even guess the function of.
Yet despite the clutter, it somehow still felt correct, in its own chaotic way. The books were all organized by category and neatly aligned, the papers that weren’t filed away were properly arranged for storage or use, some of them bound by twine for easier transport. And although the food itself was disgusting, the area around the trash can was completely free of mess.
In the midst of all this chaos, Twilight Sparkle sat upon her four-poster bed, looking over at her brother with an eager expression on her face.
“I’m glad you arrived okay! It’s been too long!” she said, a silly grin on her face.
“Twilight, it’s only been, like, two weeks since the last time we saw each other,” Shining said with a laugh, though he was inwardly extremely pleased at just how happy she was to see him.
“I know. And that’s too long. When we were kids, we would see each other every day. Now we’re dating, and we only get to see each other a few times a month,” Twilight stressed, her eyes wide and her body leaning forward over the bed frame, as if hoping to physically push her point upon him.
“Okay, okay. Fair enough,” Shining acquiesced, reaching the bed and clambering up to join her. He put a hoof around her shoulder, and brought her face to his. Blue and purple met as they gazed into each other’s eyes. “Now let’s say we make this time worth it, huh?”
Twilight didn’t say anything out loud, but her wickedly suggestive grin was response enough. She pressed forward, her lips crashing against his. In unison, they closed their eyes and pulled each other close as they kissed. Shining fell back into the bed, Twilight laying atop him. He ran his hoof down her back, lightly pressing in on her soft fur and flesh, causing her to give a pleased hum into their kiss. To match his ministrations, she upped the ferocity of her tongue attack, invading and conquering his mouth. Together they writhed and squirmed, each attempting to outdo the other in a display of fervent passion. As one would begin a new tease, the other would begin a new trick, able to read their noises like music and play each other like instruments. Each note a new pleasure, each chord as well of emotion. As they engaged in the throes of a mating pair, they all but lost contact with the outside world. To them, there was nothing but fur, flesh, the warmth of each other’s bodies, and the unmistakable scent of lust.
“Well, that is a wonderful show. I almost hate to interrupt, but I believe there are ways we might make it even better.”
The bubble was broken. Shining immediately froze, terrified at the thought that they had been discovered.
Oddly enough, Twilight didn’t stop herself right away, continuing to try and kiss him, and only pausing when she realized that Shining wasn’t going to participate until the new development had been resolved. Reluctantly, she hefted herself upright so that Shining could see past her at the new arrival.
Or arrivals, as Shining’s vision cleared and he saw the three ponies that he figured he should have most expected.
Celestia, Luna, and Cadance stood nearby, all looking quite pleased with themselves.
Celestia said with a smug grin, “What? Surprised to see us, Captain? You didn’t think we would pass up the opportunity to join our fucktoy with my lovely little student, did you?” She had also been the one to interrupt.
Momentarily overwhelmed by the sight of the trio of princesses, it took a moment for Shining’s mind to return to a cognitive state. For a few moments, all he could do was stare and blubber.
“Wha- gha-huh?” he stammered before shaking his head and blinking rapidly. Swallowing the lump that had formed in his throat, he finally addressed the unexpected audience. “What the hell are you all doing here?” he said, his shock plainly written all over his face.
“Did you not hear me? We wanted to join you two for a bit of fun. Just sitting and watching got us excited, and we weren’t going to stand around all day waiting for you to finish,” Celestia said, seemingly exasperated by Shining’s lack of understanding.
“W-wait, so you knew about this before hoof? You knew about us?” Shining asked desperately.
“But of course. Did you take us for fools? There is nothing that goes on in our castle that we do not know about. Even dear little Cadance knows that. I’m honestly surprised she didn’t warn you from the start. We’ve known about your little tryst since Nightmare Night. Oh, and believe me, you’re not the first to try and use the castle rooms in secret,” Celestia huffed, briefly rubbing her forehead with a hoof.
Now feeling even more violated, Shining blushed profusely. Embarrassment coursed through him at the thought of everything he and Twilight had done that night, assuming no one had known. He turned his mortified look to Twilight, expecting to see similar concern and embarrassment on her face. To his surprise, however, she seemed mostly calm and at ease with the situation. Looking between Twilight and the other princesses, processing their nonchalant reaction to each other, it finally dawned on him.
“Wait, did you set this up with them, Twilight?” he asked, eyes wide.
Despite the fur covering her body, it was impossible to miss Twilight’s blush as she nodded and gave a sheepish smile. “We’ve been talking for a while now. They told me they knew weeks ago, and they wanted to invite you here to, well -- maybe I should let them explain the rest,” she said in a flustered manner, eyes darting away from Shining’s gaze.
“What your sister means is that we aren’t going to let her hog all the fun,” Celestia said, she and the others moving closer to the bed. “While you are both more than welcome to be in whatever relationship you choose with each other, you must not forget your other duties.” she smiled suggestively at this, eyes once again making a show of roaming up and down Shining’s body.
“And what better way to remind you of those duties, and get Twilight accustomed to her new role as Princess than to give an initiation,” Luna chimed in.
“Which is why we are here. We will partake in introducing Twilight to the Official Royal Fucktoy, and then reinforce the O.R.F.s responsibilities to the other princesses,” Celestia said.
“And as an added bonus, this provides a sort of cover story. If anyone ever does catch you two together, this gives an alternate reason why. That is, if you want to keep hiding it,” Cadance said.
Having finished with their piece, Celestia and Luna thus climbed onto the bed. The two princesses circled around Twilight and Shining, lust in their eyes. Cadance, however, remained off to the side, though biting her lip in anticipation.
Leaning forward so that the fur on her chin was just tickling at Shining’s shoulder, Celestia whispered into his ear.
“Come now, show us what you can do. Just how much do you love your little sister?”
Luna mimicked the process with Twilight.
“Do you want your big brother to fuck you while we watch?”
Though continuing to blush profusely, Twilight eagerly nodded.
“So eager... Such an adorable little mare,” Luna teased, her voice dripping with sensuality.
Simultaneously nervous and excited by the idea of an audience, Shining smiled sheepishly at his sister. Though she herself was still blushing at the teasing and the idea of fucking her brother in front of her teacher, she had nothing but eagerness in her eyes. The two of them quickly rejoined their interrupted embrace, wasting no time in immediately sharing their tongues with each other.
As the siblings pulled each other tight, the royal sisters watched them eagerly. Both Luna and Celestia were wearing satisfied smiles at the display of lust and love in front of them. They even began to not-so-surreptitiously sneak their hooves down their crotches and began touching themselves to the sight.
Now oblivious to the ponies around them, Shining and Twilight fell from their upright position to sink into the soft bedding, their hips beginning to grind against each other. Slowly at first, but building in intensity and urgency as their horniness grew. Shining could feel his penis grow and rapidly emerge from its sheath, while Twilight felt her vagina clench and drip with aching need.
Reluctantly, they broke their kiss for just the briefest of moments. Adjusting himself atop Twilight, Shining aimed the flared tip of his dick right for Twilight’s pussy. As soon as he had them lined up, he thrust forward, penetrating almost all the way in with just one motion.
In times past, Twilight might have been shocked by the sudden feeling of fullness, or even asked her brother to slow down. By now however, any caution had long since been grown out of and she craved nothing more than for him to ravish her at his pleasing.
Of course, Shining wasn’t one to deny her. Drawing back as rapidly as he had pushed in, and then thrusting back forward again. And again. And again. All rational thought became lost as they focused on the motions, the dance of primal instincts between their bodies. As Shining would charge in again, Twilight would lift her hips to meet him. His shaft would be almost hilted inside of her wet, delicious, depths, practically kissing her womb. And then it would be pulled out, the tip dragging along her walls all the way.
As the two siblings lost themselves in the throes of pleasure, the pair watching them were in turn enjoying the performance more and more. Having decided that merely touching oneself was boring, Celestia had moved around the bed to join her sister. Fortunately, their minds worked much alike, and Luna understood what Celestia wanted without either of them actually having to say anything. As the sun goddess took a seat next to her little sister, their hooves passed over each other as each began to play with the other’s vulva and clit.
Even further off to the side, Cadance couldn’t help but chuckle at the debauchery on display before her. Two siblings rutting each other like there was no tomorrow, while the royal sisters got themselves off to watching it. For her part, Cadance was also getting a bit horny from watching the show, though she didn’t do anything to satisfy it at the moment.
Twilight and Shining were both panting. As quick as they had been to start their activities, they may have gone a bit overboard on the pacing. After working themselves into a veritable frenzy, they had now slowed to a more reasonable rate. Although no longer so lost in their lust, the steadier pace made for attractions all its own. As their minds had been able to work through the haze of sex, they were able to more clearly focus on one another. Staring into each other’s eyes, they gave each other sensual smiles.
Arching her back up off the bed, Twilight went in for a kiss that was quickly reciprocated. They very nearly devoured each other’s mouths, craving each other with a desire that seemed to only grow stronger with more contact. And they fed it as much as it wanted.
Continuing to ram his dick into Twilight, Shining knew that he couldn’t keep up forever. Sooner or later, he was going to have to cum somewhere. But where exactly wasn’t really up to him. Disengaging their kiss, he managed to gain Twilight’s attention.
A simple eye motion was all it needed, a quick jolt down to their joined genitals.
“Do it.”
Those two words were all the incentive he needed. The promised act of nutting inside his sister immediately prompted him with the idea of impregnation. An even greater surge of lust burned through him, reinvigorating him with the mental image of a pregnant Twilight. Her belly swollen with child… their child... swaying gently as she walked, or swinging as they rutted. His eyes locked onto her actual stomach, and affixed this fantasy to it even against what the reality was. This proved too much, and with a mighty groan, he came.
Vision flashing over white, groin tightening for its explosive release, it felt like a tsunami of perfection. Twilight’s soaking wet walls clamped down around his dick, squeezing it and milking it in an effort to comply with her body’s instructions to be bred. And so pump after pump of seed was poured directly into Twilight’s womb, the flared tip of Shining’s dick sealing the entrance tight and forcing the precious liquid to pool inside.
Further locking the ponies together was their own inter tangled limbs and mouths, which had reclaimed each other after their brief conversation. They held each other as tightly as they could, cementing their connection in as many ways as possible.
In among the physical sensations, a particularly naughty part of his brain entertained the thought of the seed taking, even though it wouldn’t.
Gasping in pleasure at the sensations gripping her entire being, Twilight nonetheless let out a light chuckle.
“And sorry to disappoint, but I made sure to use plenty of pregnancy prevention spells.”
Shining raised an eyebrow and she said “I saw the way you were looking at my tummy. It didn’t take a genius to guess exactly what you were thinking about. But we don’t need a little Twilight or Shining Jr. running about.” Though as she glanced away to avoid looking at him directly, a naughty gleam came into her eye and she added “At least, not yet anyway.”
Shining joined her in blushing at the thought of actually conceiving and raising a child between them.
As things quieted down between them, they once again became acutely aware of their surroundings. Most obviously, Luna and Celestia continued to toy with each other, having used the display in front of them to get themselves off.
Even now, Celestia gasped and writhed under the ministrations of her little sister.
“Oh Luna, that feels w-wonderful,” she moaned, desperately chasing after her climax.
The night princess merely grinned, and doubled down on rubbing her older sister’s clit, very nearly abusing the poor little nub with her hoof.
“Do you want me to make you cum?” Luna growled dominantly, pinning her sister down onto the bed, and trapping her limbs beneath her.
Celestia could only tremble and plead inside Luna’s grasp. “Yes, p-please!” she begged, tears beginning to brim up in her eyes as she neared the release she so desperately desired.
“Say it,” Luna ordered, pressing down with her hoof against Celestia’s clit and holding it in place. Providing just enough stimulation to keep Celestia on edge without pushing her over.
“Please, make me cum,” Celestia whimpered, the tears breaking free and streaking down her cheeks.
“As you wish, Princess Molestia,” Luna snickered, crawling down Celestia’s body while using her magic to keep her pinned in place. She arrived to face Celestia’s pussy, dripping wet and puffy, so clearly begging for the relief that had been promised. Licking her lips, Luna went in and suckled gently on her sister’s clit, simultaneously using her magic to stimulate the outer lips, massaging them in time with her tongue’s movements.
The combined assault on her nethers, already so sensitive, ensured that Celestia didn’t last long. Seemingly within seconds, she began to shake like a leaf, and let out her loudest moan yet, a clear sign that an orgasm was racking her body. Down below, a fresh rush of cum squirted out at Luna, who gladly accepted her sister’s gift into her mouth. She drank up the offering in gulp after gulp, letting none of the liquid go to waste.
“Mmm, so much... so tasty… “ Luna moaned between mouthfuls, looking her sister in the eyes the whole time.
Celestia’s trembling slowed gradually as she calmed down, though she still had a pleased expression on her face as she watched her sister. Her breathing became more methodical and even after so much panting, and she looked just about ready to take a nap.
Swallowing the last of Celestia’s fluid with an audible gulp, Luna then licked her lips thoroughly to get any stray droplets stuck to her maw. Finishing that task, she crept along the bed from her sister’s nethers to her face. Eyes roaming over Celestia’s peaceful expression, the tear tracks drying on her white fur, Luna smiled. Going in even closer, she began to gently lick at the damp spots. As her tongue tousled Celestia’s fur, Luna also began to plant kisses across her sister’s cheeks.
“That’s a good girl,” she praised in an affectionate tone. “I love you.”
As much as they would have been content to simply focus on each other for the rest of the day, Celestia and Luna did eventually notice that they were now the ones with an audience. Shining and Twilight, still joined at the hip, watched with lazy smiles plastered across their faces. Cadance, still sitting obediently off to the side, had a cocky grin.
Celestia blushed a bit and chuckled nervously. “Well, I’m glad you enjoyed the show. Though that was hardly how I had imagined this evening to go.”
“Ah, but this was so much better,” Luna declared. “Sharing an experience with others merely multiplies the fun!”
“Of course. And after all of that, I hope some of you are still up for a round two,” Cadance interjected from the side. Unable to keep to herself any longer, she eagerly trotted to the bed. “I’d love to join in on your debauchery. The Princess of Love must experience your sibling affection first hoof.”
Letting out a small laugh at Cadance’s dirty talk, Twilight responded “Truth be told, I think I’m most up for a nap right now. We can all cuddle together tonight, and then have some more fun in the morning.”
“Oh, I hope you’re not expecting us to take part in any overnight stays. We have to be returning to Canterlot,” Celestia quickly interjected.
“Yes, unfortunately our duties can’t be put on hold forever,” Luna concurred.
The sisters began to withdraw themselves, straightening out their regalia and grooming their fur as best they could.
“Thank you for the show, my student. And you too, Captain. We shall see you all again soon I hope,” Celestia called on her way out the door.
“Farewell for now, my friends!” Luna added cheerily as she followed behind her sister, closing the door as they left.
For a moment, the remaining ponies simply sat as they were. The unexpected and rapid departure of the princesses taking them somewhat by surprise.
Shining would be the first to move, finally withdrawing his now much-softened dick from within Twilight. As he pulled the organ out, a small gush of semen flooded out onto the bedsheets as well. He groaned slightly at the unpleasant sticky sensation, and attempted to move away from the small puddle of various juices that had formed beneath them.
Twilight in turn responded to her brother’s pulling out by levitating over a ready-to-hoof box of tissues, and began to use them to dab at the wet spot. Still grinning sheepishly, she found a certain delight in the physical evidence of their debauchery stained into her bed.
Cadance was now finally able to climb atop the bed and join her husband and sister-in-law. Taking in their pleased but exhausted expressions, Shining’s limp penis, and the current state of the sheets, she concurred with Twilight’s earlier statement.
“If there’s no more fun for tonight, then I’m more than up for some cuddling. We can sandwich Twily in the middle, just like we used to do whenever she had a nightmare,” Cadance teased.
“Heh, I’m hardly a filly anymore Cadance,” Twilight said, having cleaned the sheets as best she could without completely removing them. Resetting the tissue box back to her nightstand, she pulled up the covers and used a wing to pat the bed beside her. “But I’d still love to fall asleep snuggled up with you two. And maybe this time we can put Shiny in the middle.”
“Sounds good to me,” Shining agreed, taking up the offered spot and burrowing beneath the covers.
Cadance quickly joined in on his other side, sandwiching the stallion between the two mares. She used her magic to pull the covers up over the three of them and tuck them in nice and securely. Before they drifted off however, she left one last promise.
Shining woke up feeling completely warm and content. As his mind lazily drifted in and out of consciousness, he was vaguely aware of the warmth being caused by bodies on either side of him. Despite a lack of coordination in his thoughts, his facial muscles still managed to form a smile as he remembered who they were.
Twilight was behind him with her face to his back, the purple alicorn snoozing away cutely. Cadance was at his front, facing towards him, her features relaxed in sleep, beautiful even when she wasn’t trying. Her violet and gold curls fell loosely down across her face, fluttering slightly as she breathed.
Not feeling like disturbing the mares quite yet, Shining closed his eyes and attempted to doze off again. Though as he was drifting back into the oblivion of sleep, he felt Twilight wrap her hooves around him like he was a pillow. She unconsciously pulled him closer and snuggled her face into his neck scruff. With her ‘pillow’ hugged close, she settled back down into a rest. Shining followed her lead and tried to stay as still as possible to not disturb her.
Whether five minutes passed or sixty, Shining could not have told. He wandered through the semi-lucid semi-dream state of almost sleep, where coherent thought and unconscious narratives blended together and muddled each other. Visions of pussy and ass danced beneath his eyelids, though never focusing on one. Pink, white, blue, and purple flashed away as quickly as they appeared, and any attempt to single one out rapidly descended into nonsense. Celestia might don a dominatrix outfit before being frozen in time and space and printed onto a poster with the caption ‘Obey’. Twilight’s face and body deconstructed into basic lines and circles, looking squatter and less defined, a tiny grin plastered on her face and a preference for being called ‘Twiggles’. The sheer randomness and uncontrollable momentum of the dream caused a feeling of dread to form in the pit of Shining’s gut, and he woke with a start.
Eyes snapping open and breathing quickened, reality flooded back in and immediately dispelled the heady atmosphere of the dream. Shining quickly reassured himself of where he was and who he was with. Seeing that Cadance and Twilight were still with him, and looking the way that they should, he shook his head at the bizarre dream.
His distress, quick as it was, had nonetheless been noted. Both Twilight and Cadance began to stir when they felt Shining squirm and fidget between them.
“Are you okay, Shining?” Cadance asked, her eyes open and looking over at her husband with concern.
“Yeah, sorry to disturb you. I just had a really weird dream,” he responded, feeling guilty for having woken them up.
“Oh, did you want to talk about it at all?” Cadance offered.
“Nah, I don’t even know what it was about,” Shining said.
“Okay, if that’s what you want,” Cadance said. “But remember, we’re always here to talk if you want. Even if it’s about random stuff in your dreams.”
“Yeah,” Twilight chimed in, “Even something that seems to have no meaning can actually be hiding subconscious desires and feelings. And it can be good to discuss them with others. I’ve done it with Spike sometimes.”
“So, you getting turned into a cartoon version of yourself taking a bath with a toaster has a secret meaning to it?” Shining said incredulously.
Twilight stopped mid-thought, mouth gaping slightly in surprise. “Okay, fair point. I have no idea what that would mean,” she admitted.
“Well, if Shining doesn’t want to talk about it, let’s not press him,” Cadance said calmly. “We can talk whenever he likes, and in the meantime, there’s plenty of other things we can dedicate our time together towards,” she said with a lusty grin. “Don’t think I’ve forgotten the promise I made last night. You two still owe me a bit of fun,” she said, pulling the covers off and rising from the bed to take a position over Twilight and Shining.
The smaller alicorn looked positively ecstatic at this development, and returned Cadance’s grin in kind. Shining as well prepared himself for yet another bout of sex, and could feel his shaft stiffening just at the thought of a threesome with his two favorite ponies in the world.
Just as the three ponies were about to get things started, however, they were interrupted by a loud rumbling noise. Slightly embarrassed, Twilight realized that it was her stomach complaining.
“I kinda skipped dinner last night… I was just too excited to eat…” she said, now acutely feeling the hunger take hold.
“Silly Twily. Still acting like you did when you were a little foal,” Shining teased his sister. “Tell you what, you two have some fun. I think I can live with missing one orgy, I’ll go make us some breakfast,” he said, moving to get out of bed and from underneath Cadance.
“Oh, thank you, honey. I’d enjoy a cinnamon bun if you’re taking requests,” Cadance said.
“And maybe a banana,” Twilight added, peeking out from underneath Cadance’s legs.
“Alright, noted. I’ll be back in a bit,” Shining said as he left to find the food. He took one glance back behind him as he was at the door, and saw Cadance and Twilight already engaged in a deep kiss. Ignoring his growing erection for now, he headed out to make good on his offer.
By the time Shining had grabbed a tray with a few bowls of oatmeal, some glasses of orange juice, and the other requested snacks, Twilight and Cadance had already advanced to full-on tribbing. As he peeked back into the room, he could hear Twilight gasping in pleasure even before he could see anything. To accompany these noises was the nut-melting sight of Cadance grinding her pussy into Twilight’s, while also giving affectionate licks and kisses across her neck and muzzle. Shining could tell from the tempo and volume of Twilight’s noises that she was getting close, and sure enough, just a few seconds after he had reentered the room, she let out one final cry of ecstasy. Her body seemed to go rigid for a few seconds, waves of pleasure causing her to quake and tremble, before snapping like a string and slumping down into a post-coital bliss. Cadance, seeing this, slowed her own movements to match Twilight’s. She didn’t stop pleasuring the smaller alicorn, but rather tried to slowly ease her into a state of resting pleasure after such a chaotic high.
“Well, it looks like you two had some fun,” Shining quipped in a teasing tone.
“The Princess of Love knows how to leave her partner pleased, no matter the situation,” Cadance boasted.
Twilight, still drowsing, could only nod in agreement.
“I hope you’ve still got enough energy to eat,” Shining said, setting the tray down a coffee table strewn with papers. Moving some of them off, he began to divide up the food into three place settings.
“Hungry enough to eat a horse,” Twilight said without pause. “Oh wait, I probably will,” she added, eyeing Shining’s nether regions with a completely different type of hunger.
“As much as I would welcome that, let’s at least wait until we’ve gotten some actual food in our stomachs. No sense rutting on an empty tank,” Shining said.
Abandoning her teasing, Twilight dutifully made her way over to the food, Cadance following close behind. Though their manes and fur were still somewhat disheveled from their activities, both took care to place napkins on their lap to catch any crumbs before beginning to eat.
Nibbling daintily on her cinnamon bun, Cadance had her eyes closed and an expression of dreamy pleasure on her face as she enjoyed the burst of sweetness across her tongue. As she savored the sensations, she also mentally reminded herself to thank the one who had brought her the little treat.
“Mmm, thank you for the food Shining, It’s nice of you to be so thoughtful of your mares, especially when it meant giving up a chance at another bout with us,” she thanked him.
“Heh, it’s no problem at all. I’ll do whatever I can to help you both. And truth be told, I hardly mind the break,” Shining admitted, idly stirring his oatmeal around its bowl with his spoon.
“Oh? Did you not want to join in?” Cadance asked.
“It’s not that really, at least, not that I didn’t want to have sex with you both. Sometimes it just feels a little much. I mean, I thought I’d never be with anypony beyond you. And here I am with four alicorn princesses,” Shining professed. He inhaled heavily, looking across the table at his wife and his sister. Both had their gaze affixed to him, purple eyes wide with worry.
“Do you want to talk now?” Cadance offered, seeing her husband’s distress.
“Might as well. It’s not like anything’s going to change much. From what I understand, nothing has changed for hundreds of years already. I’m just the next in line. Expendable, and forgettable.”
“Well, that’s not really a fair judgment to make. What can any of us really say about how Celestia and Luna act without any comparable experience of our own? They’ve been alive for thousands of years, almost anypony would seem forgettable to them,” Twilight said. “And at the end of the day, who’s opinion of you really carries the most weight? Your rulers, or your family? That’s how Celestia and Luna go about it too, that’s why they still focus on each other more than anypony else.”
“That just opens up a whole new can of worms. What will things be like in a thousand years for you both? Will I be reduced to faded memory and dust? Merely the first in a long line of lovers?” Shining pondered. Hanging his head, he felt dread form in his gut. “I don’t mean to sound possessive or anything, but it hardly makes me feel better to know that my wife and my sister are going to outlive me and inevitably forget about me.”
At this, Cadance and Twilight looked at each other. Twilight raised her eyebrow in silent question, and after a moment of deliberation, Cadance nodded in response.
“Actually, that’s at least one thing you won’t have to worry about,” Cadance began.
“What?” Shining asked, raising his head to look her in the eye.
“We’re not actually immortal, not even the same way Celestia and Luna are. They’re natural-born alicorns, we’re only ascended to the status. We have all the powers and responsibilities, but not the lifespan. We’ll only live as long as any other pony. It’s actually part of why Celestia plans to abdicate eventually. She hopes that Equestria will benefit more from rulers born and bred in the modern times, rather than just one ruler for the rest of its existence. Starting with Twilight, the throne will be passed down from generation to generation so that the government might more fluidly evolve along with the society,” Cadance explained.
“Wow. I had no idea… I just thought all alicorns were immortal. And to think… Twilight becoming the ruler of Equestria… now that would be a future I’d love to see,” Shining said as he smiled in relief.
“Of course, it only took you dating and being married to an alicorn for several years to find out. And having your little sister and lover become an alicorn too,” Twilight pointed out.
“Shining Armor, I love you, but sometimes you are a moron,” Cadance said, though her tone and grin made it clear that her statement lacked any malice.
Shining awkwardly rubbed the back of his head with a hoof and replied “Like I said, it wasn’t really something I liked to think about. And the inner mechanics of the alicorn species and princessdom aren’t really something I’m all that privy too. For most of that time, I was officially still just a guard after all. Meant to follow orders rather than come up with them. At least in regards to the ruling class.”
“Well, now you’re a prince yourself. And these are the realities we all have to deal with, sooner or later,” Twilight said.
At this, Shining became lost in thought as something bounced around in his head. Pinning it down finally, he opened up again. “Then what would that mean if we ever wanted to have kids?” he asked, looking to both Twilight and Cadance. “If they’re born as an alicorn, then we just have the same problem all over again.”
It was Cadance who answered this time, “To tell you the truth, we’re not exactly sure. For starters, Celestia and Luna are still technically a different type of alicorn. They descend from a whole species, same as any unicorn, pegasus, or earth pony. So even if a child Twilight or I have is born as an alicorn, they still wouldn’t necessarily have that lineage in them. They may just inherit our lifespans. They may not even be born an alicorn at all, given the mixed-blood involved.”
As Cadance spoke, a blush slowly spread across Twilight’s face. She grew hot and antsy just at the thought of having a child, especially with Shining. This development did not go unnoticed, Cadance grinning at the emotions she could sense from the younger alicorn.
“My my, it seems somepony likes the idea of having her brother’s foals,” Cadance teased. “Not even I’ve had that honor.”
Twilight merely let out a ‘meep’ and attempted to bury her face in her napkin.
Shining could never let an opportunity to tease his little sister pass by, and so joined in. “Who knows, maybe she’s been scheming to get pregnant this whole time. She certainly seemed receptive to it last night,” he said, egging her on.
Twilight was now almost completely hidden beneath the table, only the downturned tips of her ears still visible. “Noooo…” she whined, getting increasingly flustered. What neither Shining nor Cadance could see however was how she was still hiding a smile fighting its way out over her embarrassed expression, and just how much her loins were heating up at the idea of motherhood.
Mercifully, Cadance and Shining did allow her a bit of respite to recollect herself. Rather than adding any more teasing to the pile, they simply enjoyed the show of the tiny purple pony giggling and squealing as she worked up the courage to come out from her hiding place. Cadance had a vivid memory back to when she and Twilight would build pillow forts together, and she would perch atop the couch to ambush Twilight once she left the fort’s safety.
Finally, slowly, Twilight inched her way out from beneath the table, her face lit up like she had just drank an entire bottle of Cloudsdale rainbow mix. Staring across the table at her tormentors, she attempted to switch the conversation back to a more serious tone.
“Despite what you pervs might think, I do entertain the idea of children beyond just an impregnation fetish.”
Recognizing Twilight’s shift in tone, Cadance and Shining shifted their goofy smiles to more sober and serious expressions. Their mouths set in straight lines, eyes looking forward intently, the absolute picture of two ponies ready to listen.
“To tell you the truth, I wouldn’t mind having foals someday. I’d be willing to wait until maybe you two had some together, since you’re older and actually married and all. But it is something I might want eventually,” she paused, and began to smile warmly as she fantasized. “Being a mother isn’t my immediate concern, right now I’m still more focused on learning the ropes of this Princess thing. And that’ll go double if I ever succeed Celestia, but I would consider it. It would be the ultimate teaching responsibility. To impart more than can be learned in any classroom. To help shape the life of an entire pony.”
Shining and Cadance couldn’t help but fantasize along with her, each of them party to their own idealized version of parenthood. Cadance yearned for the feeling of holding her newborn mere hours after bringing them into the world, just the beginning of a whole new life of joy and love. Shining imagined all the dad jokes he could tell, teasing his children with his poor sense of humor and embarrassing them at the same time as they secretly enjoyed it. And Twilight thought of how her foal might look up to her, taking inspiration from her presence and guidance.
But of course, none of these dreams were the present, and they eventually had to return to reality.
“As much as I love the idea of having kids eventually, I agree with Twilight that they’re not an immediate concern,” Cadance mentioned, drawing the others out of their own daydreams. “I suggest we live in the now, and I think we all have a very good idea on how to spend it.” All three of them grinned together, and their heads swiveled back over to the bed. “Let’s keep our contraceptives for the time being.”
The crown jewel in a glistening capital city, the royal palace also happened to be a hive of activity. Ponies dashed back and forth, books, furniture, games, and any and all other items held in their grasp. The scene was almost akin to a mass evacuation, if not for the fact of taking far more than just the bare essentials. In amidst all the chaos were Celestia and Luna, using their own magic to considerable effect in transporting some of their most valued items while at the same time attempting to coordinate the efforts of the crowd around them.
“No, put the desk in first, otherwise it’ll just crush the books beneath it,” Celestia was attempting to explain to a pair of ponies who were struggling beneath the weight of boxes filled to the brim with heavy, leather-bound books.
“Make sure to keep those video games sorted by genre. I don’t want to find Mare-io Kart mixed in with Them’s Fightin’ Herds again,” Luna directed to another couple of ponies who were stacking the plastic game cases into a crate.
Despite years of ruling an entire nation, neither was completely immune to the stress of a chaotic move. Especially when that move involved thousands of years worth of items and a shift in royal power that no other pony had ever experienced in their lifetime. So far they’d already had delays from several different staff getting lost in the bowels of the castle so obscure were the items that they had been sent to find. On one particularly noteworthy occasion, a maid had confused two different potion bottles, giving half the cleaning staff ridiculous ailments when they tried to do the laundry with a bottle of poison joke concentrate. So it was with some relief that a break from the current affairs was offered when a messenger came through the passageways looking for them.
The gray stallion came to a stop in front of the princesses, kneeling down quickly in submission. “Princesses, the royal guards have been assembled as you ordered,” he said.
“Thank you, squire, tell them we will be there shortly,” Celestia responded, to which the messenger returned to his hooves and trotted off again.
Turning now to a brown unicorn with a castle cutie mark emblazoned on their flank, Celestia spoke again. “Constable, we must briefly leave to give the royal guards a proper goodbye. You’re in charge while we’re gone, and remember-”
“Don’t let Blueblood in here anywhere, I know,” the unicorn said with a knowing smile.
“Excellent.”
For all the propagation of peace and friendship, Equestria was nonetheless still equipped with some form of military. This took the form of the royal guard, a unit almost exclusively seen within Canterlot itself. In accordance with their duty of protecting the various members of the government, their barracks were housed within the royal palace. Nestled deep within the thick stone walls, surrounded by powerful defensive enchantments, they were built to withstand any attack short of an alicorn. And it was here that Celestia and Luna traveled in order to complete another portion of their transition away from power.
Even from the outside, the purpose of the room was apparent. There were banners of Equestrian soldiers strung across the walls, accompanied by various coats of arms and emblems representing the different branches of the service. Taking inspiration from the Equestrian flag, each emblem featured a depiction of Luna or Celestia depending on the branch, inside of a sun or moon and with crossed spears behind. A pair of guards stood at attention on either side of the doors, one each of Celestia’s and Luna’s cadres. As the royals approached, the guards moved swiftly to pull the doors open and allow the princesses access.
Past the doors the true expanse of the chamber became apparent. Within its confines stood the entirety of the royal guard contingent with all of its branches, representing almost the entirety of Equestria’s military forces. The files of guards were divided roughly evenly across either half of the room. On one side stood Luna’s personal guards, mainly thestrals clad in dark bluish-gray armor. On the other was Celestia’s force, made up of ponies of various breeds with primarily white coats and their trademark golden armor. As the pair of princesses entered the room, the guards from the door silently slipped past them and took up their appropriate positions within the formation.
The princesses drew up in front of the ranks, observing their faithful soldiers with gratitude. Here were creatures who dedicated their entire lives to their princesses, and were even willing to sacrifice themselves for the sisters. And yet now they would serve entirely new masters.
Celestia decided to begin the procedure herself, having been around most of the assembled guards significantly longer. “Any country is only as good or bad as the beings who it consists of. And through your service, Equestria has only ever become better and better. Any land would be fortunate to receive the services of creatures so valiant as you. Through all your years of dedicated service, you have protected Equestria with your lives through any and all circumstances which have required your assistance,” she paused to gather her breath, and allowed Luna to take over the speech.
“However, no country can remain the same forever. Evolution and change are simply the way of existence, and so too must Equestria evolve along with the world. We can no longer effectively lead you or the country, and so must abdicate in favor of a new ruler. Given your excellent records, we expect you to be as devoted to her as you have been to us. And with this change in ruler, you must be prepared for any and all new challenges that may arise. You have already faced many hardships in your time serving us, and yet they represent only a fraction of what this world has to offer,” Luna said.
“But now is not merely a time to look to the future, but to appreciate the past as well. And whatever changes may come and how the world might be reshaped, we will never forget you,” Celestia added, before they both stepped forward and jointly finished:
“Thank you for your service.”
As the speech ended, the entire formation of guards raised their hoofs in unison to form a well-practiced salute. The effect was almost psychedelic as the motion rippled across the columns, a joint display of solidarity and loyalty. Both Luna and Celestia smiled in return, appreciative of the sentiment even though it technically was no longer necessary.
After a few seconds of watching the guards hold the pose, Celestia made a small gesture to the stallion at the head of one of the formations; Luna doing likewise with the thestral at the front of the other.
Each turned to face the guards behind them and barked out an order “At ease, return to your previous assignments!”
Immediately, it was as though a wire pulled taunt had gone slack, the rigid perfection of the guard’s poses dropping in favor of more natural posture. They quickly began to break up from their neat columns as they returned to the various tasks that they had been working on prior to the assembly.
The guard at the head of Celestia’s half of the room trotted over to the princesses in earnest. It was of course Captain Shining Armor, all dolled up in his finest golden uniform. As he drew level with them, his trot slowed to a clop and he came to stand in front of them. With an about face Celestia and Luna made to exit the room the way that they had entered, Shining Armor right behind them. Darting down the hallways, they took a few twists and turns until they were out of sight of anypony else.
“Well, you’ve already given your little speech. What would you like from me?” Shining said, looking between the two princesses.
“We wanted to say goodbye to you a little more… personally,” Celestia admitted, pawing at the floor with a hoof.
“As much as we appreciate all of our staff throughout the years, there are still some who have been more involved with us than others. And it would be fitting to end that interaction on a similar level, rather than as just a mention among the pack,” Luna further explained.
“Heh, does that mean you want a session of ‘Goodbye Royal Fucktoy’?” Shining asked, only semi-jokingly. In accordance with this, he began looking around for a room where they might slip off unnoticed for their final session together. However, he was cut off by Celestia’s response.
“Quite the opposite actually,” she said. “You’ve been serving us for so long as merely a guard, or a fucktoy, we wanted to show you gratitude more equally. Perhaps even part ways as… friends?”
“After all,” Luna continued, “You were one of my first new friends when I returned. A help that I will certainly not forget.”
Shining stood quite still, taken aback by the Princess’s words. Having grown quite used to the jaded way in which Celestia would interact with him, he was unprepared for this development.
Seeing his hesitation, Celestia quickly tried to amend the situation. “O-of course, we understand if you still have some awkward feelings toward us. Our relationship never was ideal… we just… we really did want you to know that we appreciated it. And appreciated you.”
Finally gathering his wits, Shining managed a response. “No, it’s fine. I’d rather part ways in peace than just cut things off out of nowhere,” his face scrunched up in consideration for a moment. “You are right in that I wouldn’t really call this situation ideal, and I won’t lie to you about my feelings. They are still mixed. But it is better to at least try and end things on a decent note. I guess maybe… keep in touch?”
“That would be wonderful. It will be nice to have some pen-pals in our retirement, and keep up some relations,” Celestia said, clapping her hooves together in pleasure.
“Yes, it will do us some good to remain in contact with at least some of our friends. I certainly hope to keep seeing you online, and maybe even in person again,” Luna concurred, smiling at Shining. The snow-white stallion would normally have seemed very large and possibly intimidating with his muscular frame and crisp uniform. But in the presence of the millennia old sisters, he was more of a colt just finding his place in the world. Still, that place was one that they could all enjoy together.
“I’d like that,” he replied, “It sounds like a plan. And I’m sure Twilight, Cadance, and I will pop in to see you from time to time. I assume you’ve made arrangements with them as well?”
“Not quite yet actually,” Celestia said. “Simply for the fact that such a transition of power is a far more complicated endeavor. Any time we have with them will likely be marred by the various official proceedings, much as you’ve already seen with the guards. Our goodbyes will likely have to wait until shortly after the official coronation ceremony. Then we might simply be able to interact with them as any other pony, rather than constricted by rules and regulations.” As she finished, she got a faraway look in her eye, seemingly contemplating the future of not being the ruler for the first time in thousands of years.
“And that also brings us back to our time with you. For all the positions you have held, and the power we have exerted over you, we would like to part ways as equals. Merely as friends,” Luna finished. She reached out a hoof tentatively, and after a mere moment’s hesitation, Shining took it. As they shook, Luna grabbed his hoof more strongly and pulled him into a hug.
“Thank you,” she whispered into his ear, her words drowned to the world but shared between the ponies who needed them most. Both then felt another weight join them as Celestia added herself to the pile.
“Yes, thank you for everything, Shining Armor.”
The hug was over almost as quickly as it began, everypony involved pulling back and straightening out their regalia. With a final wave and warm smiles, Celestia and Luna disappeared back down the hallways they had come, leaving Shining alone with his thoughts.
Shining Armor was tired. It was not a fatigue of the muscles, that familiar ache that he had long since learned to live with in his time as a royal guard, rather this was a fatigue of the mind. His consciousness blurred and his focus dimmed as he was reduced to merely going through the motions, following the muscle memory rather than actively think about what he was doing. At the moment, it happened to be going through mountains of paperwork that were part of the logistics of supporting a military force. In this case, the Crystal Empire’s own contingent of guards. Everything from dossiers to the enlisted soldiers to the arrangements for food supply, they were all necessary to keep it as an effective fighting machine. In a way, Shining figured that was exactly what he was becoming the longer he stuck at it, reduced merely to a specific action to be completed with utmost efficiency and no feeling whatsoever. By all means, he understood the importance of the work — ‘an army marches on its stomach — or some such saying. But that didn’t make it any less tedious.
He signed what seemed like the millionth paper, placed it in the appropriate pile, and reached back over to the previous pile to pull out another. Cooped up inside his office, the sun long since set, only the lamp on his desk and an overhead light gave him illumination with which to work. The obvious artificial quality of the lights gave the scene a certain sense of artificiality, the blatant lie of pony inventions trying desperately to mimic the natural elements. All the millions of years of evolution leading up to a unicorn sitting in his office, signing papers and trying not to fall asleep.
In between the autopilot that droned out most coherent thought, some memories and emotions did still play at the edges of his mind. The recent sundown had of course made him think of Twilight back in Canterlot, now the ever-vigilant ruler to control the heavens themselves. It had been some time since he’d last seen her, and even longer since they’d last lain together. So such thoughts were beginning to slip into nostalgia, far removed from the present. Though of course, Cadance was still apt to jump at whatever roleplay her husband was willing to partake in. So a night with ‘Twilight’ wasn’t technically out of the question.
As is the case while performing many menial tasks, one’s mind rarely stays on one subject for long when left to its own devices. And so Shining’s thoughts strayed from kinky sexcapades, to half-remembered lines from his favorite movies, and finally back to his own military career and current tasks. The life of a soldier always was steeped in boredom, from cleaning latrines to pulling a long night’s watch, so it was hardly a feeling Shining was unfamiliar with. But in those cases, he had still been a grunt or at least a field officer, always with the promise of some time spent with his comrades or even maybe a piece of action on the odd day (which had seemingly become far more common towards the end of his career during Celestia’s reign). Even scrubbing toilets had allowed a more immediate satisfaction and visual feedback of his efforts. Staff work never seemed to end, or even improve. The piles of paper never seemed to grow smaller. Still, somepony had to do it.
So Shining Armor stayed doggedly plowing through the stacks of files and forms that were presented to him, just the same as he had the day before, and the day before that, and the day before that. Without the movements of the sun to keep reference, time long since became lost to him. There was merely the next paper.
Such is the nature of government and military work, it never truly ends so long as the society it serves still exists. Eventually, even the most dedicated civil servants must be granted some rest and respite. There will be another day, and more hours to dedicate to whatever new paperwork has been generated. And so, Shining Armor’s slog came to its own end for the time being. Folding up the last piece of parchment he had any willpower to complete, he finally excused himself from the prison that had held him captive all day.
Shining raised himself from his creaking wooden chair and found his uniform displayed on a rack by the door. In style, it much resembled the dress uniform he had worn as an Equestrian royal guard, but with a different coloration to denote its belonging to an officer of the Crystal Empire. The rainbow of colors splashed across it was quite showy, resembling the explosion that had taken place when the Crystal Heart had first been returned. Perfectly fitting for a ceremonial dressing that would never see combat, as the bright colors were practically as good as painting a bull’s eye across its wearer's face.
Still, Shining dressed himself in the apparel all the same. Privately, he actually quite enjoyed the pallet, as it reminded him of Cadance’s mane. With the well-practiced motions of an exercise that had been run time and time again, he put on the fabric with calculated efficiency. Mere seconds to button up the front, tuck in the sides, and press down the cuffs. His task completed, Shining only stopped for a second to check himself in the mirror and make sure everything was arranged neatly.
Finally ready to leave, he opened the door and proceeded down the hall. The rhythmic clip-clopping of his hooves on the crystal floor setting a tune to his march.
One two, three four. One two, three four.
The brisk pace of his travel seemed diminished by the vastness of the distance to be covered, the expanse of the crystal castle swallowing the noise he made within its depths. It took several minutes merely to travel from one side of the building to the other, as the personal chambers were unfortunately situated a fair ways away from the royal guard offices and barracks.
Shining only had just enough strength left in him to pry open the doors to his quarters and stumble inside. Finally, he was home. Shining almost collapsed as the door to the royal quarters swung shut behind him, the length of the day and the weight of his body suddenly all the more difficult to bear now that rest was so near. The only thing that stopped him from falling asleep right then and there was the sight of Cadance, clad in a shimmery, see-through nightgown, waiting for him just a few paces away. Shaking his head, he managed to clear out his delirium just enough to focus on her.
“Hi, honey. Sorry, I’m a little late, the paperwork was more than expected. I hope your day was okay,” he mumbled out, still half asleep.
Cadance smiled at her husband gently, enjoying his vain attempts to concentrate on the conversation. “It’s okay, I know the feeling perfectly well. A long day of tedious work can wear down any creature’s mind. I’m just glad you’re finally back,” she said to him, clip-clopping over and helping to remove uniform.
Shining let out a sigh of relief as the tight fabric was removed from him, and a groan of pleasure as it was replaced with the oh-so-soft feel of a blanket being placed on top of him.
The blanket was courtesy of Cadance, who also levitated a mug of hot chocolate down for him to drink. Taking the warm concoction in his hooves, he took a grateful sip. The heat invigorated his insides and made him feel fuzzy and content. The wonderful care only further enamored him to his wife, and he looked up at her with the most dopey, thankful, puppy-dog-eyed smile one could possibly imagine.
Cadance couldn’t help but coo at the adorable sight, and sat down next to her husband as he finished his drink. For all that had happened over the long day, the two were content to just sit there. The company and comfort of each other was more than enough in those tiny, precious moments. The warm, reassuring pressure of feeling another gently pressed into their side, the soft whisper of another’s mane falling down onto their shoulders, their eyes closed in bliss.
How long the two stayed like that they could not tell, only that they enjoyed every second of it. But there was still more for them to do together, and as much as she loathed to break their contact, Cadance got up off the floor.
“By the way, we got letters from both Celestia and Luna, and Twilight,” she mentioned, levitating an envelope over from a desk.
“Oh? And what did Twilight mention this time?” Shining asked, only slightly jokingly.
“She’s asked me for advice on strange cravings, and whether they’re contributing to her perpetual sick stomach,” Cadance replied. “Honestly, it’s kind of adorable that she thinks we haven’t figured out that she’s pregnant.”
“Heh, yeah. I still remember when you were pregnant with Flurry Heart. Things certainly got a hell of a lot more interesting around here,” Shining teased, earning him a pillow in his face.
“Hush now, no need to jest at the trials and tribulations of pregnancy. And I don’t remember you complaining about the results,” Cadance countered.
At that thought, their gazes almost simultaneously swiveled to the door to the nursery where their young daughter even now slept, oblivious to her parents’ discussion.
“I can’t argue with that. And the initial proceedings were certainly enjoyable as well,” Shining said, arching his eyebrows suggestively at Cadance.
“They certainly were. And the same with Twilight. Watching you two together was always fun,” Cadance said as she lay on the bed. She used her magic to flatten out the sheets and her wings to pat the spot next to her.
Shining gladly took up the invitation, scrambling up next to his wife. His weight sunk in the plush comforter as he cuddled up with Cadance.
“I’ve been looking forward to this,” he whispered tentatively in her ear.
“Me too,” she whispered back, snuffling her snout along his neck and breathing in deep on his mane.
Shining quickly reciprocated the affection, grasping each of her flanks with a hoof and rubbing in gentle circles.
The couple clambered together, a mess of limbs and fur until Shining wound up on his back on the bed, with Cadance looming over him. Her limbs were perched on either side of his head, effectively pinning him in place and she was already grinding her crotch into his almost aggressively. The treatment was working well already, with Shining grinning up at his wife and his shaft hardening quickly under her ministrations.
Cadance inched forward just slightly enough to land a single kiss on the tip of Shining’s nose, before pulling back to observe her prey. Her hip movements slowed down, the grinding lessening from near humping to a slow, deliberate dragging. As she moved upwards, the lips of her vulva would ever so slightly part as they rubbed up against Shining’s growing erection, teasing him with the contact but never actually going inside.
Shining himself began growing ever redder in the face at this near torture, his penis nearly at full mast now, just begging to rut the beautiful mare who was so cruelly tantalizing him.
But of course, deep down they both knew that he enjoyed this. Cadance had played this game for a long time, even before ever meeting Shining. She knew how to read a stallion, every huff of his breath, every twitch in his eye, the throbbing of his cock. She knew just how to get him right on the edge every time. And that his reward when he did get pushed over would make it all worth it.
So all the tension, all the agonizing wait, every mind-numbing hour leading to this point was just building up the ultimate pleasure more and more.
Cadance momentarily took a break from teasing Shining with her lower lips to switch out with her upper ones. She slithered down his body, planting licks and kisses on his fur as she went. She paid particular attention to his navel, circling the sweet little button with her tongue and nuzzling the soft fuzz of his underbelly. Finally, she arrived at his groin, where she gave an even more thorough examination to every inch of the sensitive region. Lifting and caressing each of his balls, lapping the furry orbs with her tongue, and studiously licking up the entire length of his now fully-erect phallus.
From the grunts and sharp exhales of breath Shining was making, Cadance could tell that he was nearing his breaking point from her teasing. She knew that she would need to back off before he blew his load, and of course, further extend his anticipation. But before granting him such reprieve, she left a parting gift as she blew over his groin, the gentle breeze tickling the area still wet from her saliva and Shining’s own sweat.
With that final little pleasure administered, Shining was free to engage in their foreplay as well. He grasped his hooves behind Cadance’s head, eagerly pulling her down into a kiss. The ferocity of their embrace was such that each seemed to be devouring the other. Every touch, every moment, every intimate detail of their bodies melded together as they kissed.
But such was the nature of their activities that every second they spent together merely made them crave each other even more. A tale as old as time, they grew even more ravenous and addicted as their carnal display continued. Soon merely kissing each other would not be enough, the embrace of their hooves around each not even close to satisfying them. And of course, they knew exactly what they both still craved.
While still keeping up their endless kiss, Cadance also maneuvered her nethers back into position. Her teasing from earlier, abandoned for just a moment, could now finally be joined for the real deal. And so her plump, soft, inflamed lips, dripping with need and want but oh so sure of the conquest they would undertake, slowly encased over Shining’s equally eager dick. Just as she clenched and trembled with desire, Shining was also still throbbing and aching, every tingle from their connection sending jolts across their bodies. The system reciprocated itself from their hips to their lips, the pleasure overloaded their nerves and rendered them prisoner to their own desires.
True to this surrendering of wills, their bodies worked on autopilot, desperately grinding against each other and moving their hips up and down to create the friction that their senses so desired. Up, down. In, out. Entrance, cervix. Tip, balls. A dance so ingrained in their muscle memory that they could do it blind, and had.
Though not deliberately depriving themselves of sight in this instance, that particular sense might as well have not existed anyway they used it so little. For the most part, their eyes remained shut tight with pleasure, their exposure to each other and the outside world limited to what they could feel. This was in turn enhanced as they began to reach out to each other with their magic as well, their horns linking to each other and creating a direct connection between their senses. As the magic flowed in a loop between them, they became a party to what the other felt. The shared sensations multiplied exponentially, each getting to feel the effort and effects of their own actions in equal part. As Shining thrust into Cadance, he felt the thump of pleasure that burst through her accompanying it. As Cadance slammed her hips down, she felt the associated rumbling across Shining’s entire dick.
As amazing as it all was, they still had to pace themselves. As eager as they might have been to start their affection, they were keen to make it last as long as possible. Fitting as the close to an equally long day. At any rate, they still managed to find a good, slow and steady pace that allowed them to experience just as much pleasure without tiring themselves out too quickly. Cadance would go up, dragging her walls along Shining’s shaft, both coated in excessive amounts of lubrication. She would slam back down just as Shining thrust up to meet her, pushing her pink, puffy folds back in again.
How long their coitus lasted was beyond even them, focusing more on each other’s pleasure than any mundanities such as time or number of humps. They both knew it didn’t really matter. But as excellent as the sex was, sleep was an alluring prospect as well. And so, after an age of thrusting and slapping, they finally allowed themselves to be pushed over the edge. Unlike so many of the orgasms that Shining had experienced in his life, so quick and explosive this felt more… balanced. Their interlocked magic allowed for both of them to feel the chaotic triumph of the male orgasm, as well as the more prolonged and smooth female climax. Similarly, they were both parties to the warm afterglow that their sex left over them. Such was their exhaustion that they didn’t even bother saying goodnight, let alone consider decoupling themselves. They simply fell asleep, still tangled up in the primal mating display that they had undertaken.
And so they slept, husband and wife, cuddled together, ready to face whatever met them in the morning.
