Author's Note

This is another of mine. One more chapter, and then the reigns get hoofed over to my coauthor.

2: The King is wet, but he still needs a bath.

It was still quiet long after Starlight had calmed down, her panting replaced with gentle breaths while she could still feel his horn inside of her.

“You’re not dead.”

Strangely, it was he who said those words.

“Uh… no? If anypony, I should be saying that about you.”

“I’ve been resurrected by powerful magic before, it’s not so strange.”

“Oh.” A heartbeat of silence. “Then, why should I be dead?” Starlight asked nervously with a quirked brow.

Sombra shifted his horn inside of Starlight, causing the mare the gasp. “Because I’ve been concentrating my magic on destroying you, yet it seems to not react.”

Both pony’s eyes settled on Starlight’s lower lips, still hugging his horn.

“I’ve gone over a dozen spells in my mind to obliterate you from your marehood, and yet none of them are happening. Explain.”

Starlight gulped. “Mmmmaybe my, uh, vagina is simply capable of blocking out magic much like a magic dampening ring?” she said quickly, adding a small mirthful smile.

It was ill received by the former king, who continued to glare.

“However that’s doubtful.” Starlight released a deep breath. “Well, if you would remove your horn from my… marehood, maybe we can figure it out.”

Gently, the king pulled his head back, sliding his slicked horn out of her, although with a curious glance about himself. “I did not wish to do so. I had you in a weak position. What sorcery is this?”

With her magic, Starlight brought over a tissue box and hovered it near Sombra’s face. “I just asked you to remove it. Nothing else really involved. Here, wipe your face off, I’m not sure if I can take a master villain seriously with my… juice covering his face.”

Sombra’s horn glowed, and he took a tissue and began cleaning his face, all the while looking at Starlight with large eyes.

“How did you summon me?”

“I didn’t! Or well, I didn’t mean to! Honest! I was just… uh…”

Sombra’s eyes narrowed, however he continued to clean his face. “You used my horn to sexually please yourself, and while I’m flattered, I only reserve myself for the most capable and prestigious of broodmares.”

Starlight huffed at that, but from the continuing pressure of his glare, she began a nervous laugh. “Ehehehe… well, you see…” his gaze bore into her. She cracked. “Yes. I’m sorry! This heat was just unbearable and I needed something and so I used your horn because I thought you were dead and I know that sounds really weird but I figured there would be no harm, only shame, and honestly I have frequent H-L-S with Trixie so I’m used to shame. Shame is literally on my bedroom door back in the castle!

“Then your horn isn’t like a normal pony’s, which don’t take that in the wrong way! I got really into it so I poured more of my magic into your horn and it was getting really good and I came a lot and then… you were here.”

Sombra was done cleaning his face, dropping the tissues onto the floor beside him. Starlight huffed.

“At least use the trash can.”

Instantly his horn glowed, the small can from under her desk being dragged over, and the king placed the tissues inside.

“Huh, you know, for an evil king, I’d expect a little more protest with my requests.”

“Vile mare, I’m trying to ignore you! But it’s like I’m forced into the action! My mind nudged in the direction you’re asking me to do while my will struggles to fight it. And every time I try to formulate a plan to destroy you the will simply vanishes! You’ve put a spell on me, now spill it! Or I will… will…”

His face was growing red from clearly mental strain, and Starlight watched with a small bit of amusement at the vein bulging along his neck.

“Are you saying… that you can’t hurt me?”

“It… appears… that way.”

“Huh, and so when I asked you to do those things, you just… had to do them?”

Gritting his teeth, the king simply nodded.

“Hrm… okay, Sombra, kill yourself.”

The king continued to sit there, not moving, only brooding.

“Alright, you can’t do things that might cause self harm. Uh…” she looked down to her soiled nethers. “Sombra, lick my pussy clean.”

Sombra rolled his eyes, however began walking forward. “Like I’d ever service a mare upon her request.” Another step closer. “I do not service ponies, they service me.” Another step. “They are the ones who come begging for me to pleasure them in ways only a true king can.”

“Uh… Sombra?”

Closer yet the stallion walked, until he was standing right before Starlight.

“You would never find a king stooping so low as to clean up his mess. That is what he has servants for!” He began leaning down. “I am not some desperate mare’s play thing.” Closer yet, and Starlight could feel his breath upon her damp lower lips. “I am the King! I shall not-”

“Alright! Alright! Belay! Belay! Don’t clean me!”

Sombra’s head was pulled back with a quick jerk, an ignorant smirk on his face. “See? You cannot make me offer pleasure, it must be earned.”

Panting, Starlight wiped her brow. “Okay, so that’s a definite no no order.”

Slightly confused, Sombra looked as to where he was now standing from before, but before he could voice his concern Starlight pointed a hoof towards a wall. “Okay then! Water Phyllis!”

“What is a Phyllis?”

“My fern plant there.” Starlight pointed.

Sombra turned his head, and his magic flared, grabbing a small watering can.

“Without your magic.”

The can rattled to the floor, and the stallion walked over, picking it up in his teeth and began giving the plant some water.

“Fascinating. It’s as if you’re under some sort of… geas.”

Sombra set the can down. “Then undo it.”

Starlight blinked. “Undo it? I don’t even know how it happened! I was just using your horn to masterbate and suddenly poof! There you were, between my legs!”

Returning to stand beside her desk, Sombra looked Starlight dead in the eyes. “Mare, if you do not fix this right this instant, I shall have my revenge on anypony you hold dear. You’ll regret the day you-”

“Sombra, you cannot hurt any other living pony, creature, or plant. Especially my friends.”

He paused, mouth still open. His jaw closed with a click of his teeth, and he frowned.

Then after a thought. “Or yourself. Even though I can’t order you to harm yourself, you might have the free will to attempt it on your own.”

Sombra growled, showing his fanged teeth.

“Also… stop that, it’s creeping me out.”

“Stop. What?”

“Barring your teeth like that.”

His lips closed, however the scowl continued.

“Mmmmaybe, be a little happier? Smile or something?”

His face suddenly shifted into a large smile, showing all his teeth, while his eyes never changed from their dull expression.

“Okay I take that back, I prefer your just scowling.”

His muzzle returned to frowning.

Sitting up straighter, Starlight magick’d over the tissue box and cleaned herself off as best as she could. Still, between the two of them, they smelled like a lust filled bedroom.

“Yeah, I think we need a bath,” Starlight said.

“We?”

“Yeah, we both are all sticky and smell like… me. If somepony were to walk in on us like this there’d be no way they wouldn’t-”

Suddenly her office door swung open, in walking Trixie.

“Starlight, Trixie requires-”

Hesitation. The blue mare looked at a relaxed, spread eagle Starlight who had several sticky tissues in her magic field. Then to the slightly bigger than average grey stallion who looked like he came right out of her Studs Monthly calendar.

Her brows instantly lowered. “Well, hello there~”

“Trixie! No, it’s not what you think!”

“Oh, Trixie knows exactly what this is. You wanted to surprise her with a big, strong, stallion to spice things up after Sunburst turned you down. And my… oh… my. Did you find one.”

Sombra raised a brow, looking from Trixie to Starlight. “May I please strangle her?”

“No!”

“Ooooh, he’s kinky too~”

“Trixie, stop! This is not at all what it looks like!”

“It looks,” she paused, sniffing the air, “and smells like you were already testing the waters.” With her magic, the door slammed closed. “Now lets see how well he performs.”

“Stupid mare, as if I’d allow you the privilage to gaze upon my mighty member!”

Trixie giggled. “Did you hear that? His mighty member. Going by that exquisit horn of his, so unique, I can’t help but decide which end of him I want first. Oh Starlight, where ever do you-”

Suddenly, Trixie’s eyes went wide, as her focus went from the unicorn’s horn, then to the now empty glass dish where King Sombra’s horn once sat.

All three ponies were silent for some time.

“Starlight, you didn’t!”

“I’m sorry! It was an accident, I promise!”

Seeming to ignore her, Trixie strode closer to the ex king.

“You summoned a golem around that wicked stallion’s horn, so that we could play out more of my fantasies. You’re such the charmer, girl.”

“What!? No! Trix, this is really-”

When Trixie was within range, Sombra grabbed the mare, brought her close, and whispered into her ear.

“Mare, you stand before King Sombra, destroyer of realms, conqueror of kingdoms. I expect respect, demand tribute, when a mare is allowed to see my naked self. You cannot-”

“Sombra let her go!”

Instantly he released Trixie, who nearly fell to the floor on shaky hooves.

“Oh Starlight, he’s perfect.”

“No, Trix, you’re not understanding the situation. This really is King Sombra. Well, ex king, since he’s lost his throne.”

“I’ll have you know I shall-”

“Quiet. I’m talking.”

Sombra’s muzzle slammed closed.

“As I was saying, this really is Sombra. I accidentally summoned him, I think, pouring my magic into his horn during an intense orgasm.”

Looking between the two, or more closely, at the sticky face of Sombra, and the sticky nethers of Starlight, Trixie opened her mouth to speak.

“No, he was not whole when I did it. I used his horn!”

Trixie’s jaw closed with a click. She then looked to Sombra.

“So, Starlight used your horn to jill herself, and upon her orgasm she brought you back to life?”

Sombra’s mouth moved, but his lips remained closed.

“You can talk, Sombra.”

“Yes. It would appear so.”

Quirking a brow, Trixie looked back to Starlight. “Why is he acting like a trained dog?”

“Foul wench, I should-”

“Sombra, quiet.”

His muzzle closed, although he seemed to continue talking through closed lips.

“I think when I accidentally summoned him, or resurrected maybe I’m still not totally sure. It could have been a combination of-”

“Starlight! The point!”

“Right! Sorry, I’m just all rambly from nerves because I appear to have brought back a dead king-”

“Starlight!”

“I THINK I PUT A GEAS UPON HIS RESURRECTION AND NOW HE HAS TO DO WHAT I SAY WITHIN REASON.”

Panting, Starlight was now standing on her hooves, her chair kicked into the wall with a small impact crater.

“Wow, so he really is King Sombra?” Trixie asked.

Starlight nodded her head with a blush.

Carefully, Trixie walked closer to Sombra.

“And you’re really under her command?”

With reluctance, Sombra nodded.

She was quiet another moment, then leaned her head down to look under and between his rear legs.

“Trixie!”

“What!? Trixie is curious! If we’re gonna have an ex king for a bedroom partner Trixie wants to know what he’s packing!”

Sombra stomped a hoof in protest.

“Oh come off it, or better yet, come on Trixie.” she waggled her eyebrows.

All three stood in silence, Trixie more expectantly waiting for something to occur.

“Starlight, he’s not trying to ravish Trixie.”

“Yes, because while he seems to follow my commands, he’s also still got some free will, and seems if it’s an unreasonable request he doesn’t have to do it.”

“Wait, he doesn’t want to ravish Trixie? Why? Everypony wants to ravish me! I’m the most attractive unicorn there is!”

Starlight huffed.

Hastily, Trixie added, “In this school! Within reason!”

Starlight approached Trixie, wrapping a foreleg around her neck. “Trix, look. I didn’t summon him for any sort of sexual fantasy. It was an accident, and now I have to deal with the consequences. He’s under my command, but still enough free will to be himself. We have to be very careful how we handle this.”

There came a knock at the door.

“Sombra, answer the door please.”

Raising a brow, the ex king began walking away.

Starlight continued on. “So we can’t just go showing him off to everypony. I’ll have to keep him up here in my office until after school hours, and then try to sneak him back to the castle. No one’s there, so we can sit down and formulate a plan. I’ll probably have to tell Twilight first, and let her come up with an idea on how to explain this to the rest of the princesses. Ooooh, I sure hope she won’t be disappointed in me!”

Sombra returned, tapping his muzzle.

“Sorry, Sombra, you can speak.”

With a snarky grin, he nudged his head towards the door. “You better get explaining then.”

Blinking, Starlight and Trixie both looked over to the open doorway, where a frozen Princess Luna stood, hoof still in the air mid knock, eyes huge, jaw open. Beside her stood Princess Twilight, who’s muzzle was wrinkled from the intense smell.

Then, ever so slowly, Twilight turned to the stunned lunar princess with a knowing grin.

“Don’t ever let it be said I don’t know my student so well. I’ll take my bits in cash, thank you.”