The house was quiet, save for the soft voice resonating from the small living room overlooking the plaza of Canterlot. On the couch in the center of the room sat two vastly different yet similar ponies, Civil Servant and Swift Night. Civil Servant, a pegasus who worked in the castle archives taking care of books. A soft snow white pony that had a very calm and slightly bookish personality that mostly kept to himself before a fated night where he met a lunar guard on duty. One little notable fact about Civil was that he always had a tie on, giving him a formal and tidy appearance in public. The guard in question was Swift Night, a female bat pony that also worked in the castle. It was all thanks to a random encounter with each other that had them fall in love with each other. For exactly one year they were married, and that night, both were about to celebrate it.

“Hard to believe we’ve been married a full year already,” Swift said softly to Civil as she brushed her hoof gently against his leg.

“Indeed,” Civil replied as she moved his forelegs to hers and rested it against it. “It was very nice of the princesses to give us both the day and night off for our anniversary.”

“Indeed it was, how should we celebrate it?” Swift asked, giving her voice a slightly sultry tone.

Civil could tell what she desired thanks to her voice and was excited for the day. He had already set up a dinner reservation at one of the more famous restaurants in Canterlot, and had brought a pair of crescent moon shaped earrings for her as well. He knew she would love both gifts but he knew what she loved more than anything that money could buy.

Him, or more precisely, his submissive behavior. Swift, being the bat pony she was, was a more dominant female, considering she was always surrounded by stallions. She hated appearing weak and took it upon herself to not let men push her around freely. Civil was drawn to her behavior from the moment they met and he always looked to please her whenever he could.

“Oh, I have plans for our evening darling. Dinner at the Bon Sejour, and a little wrapped surprise later on as well,” Civil replied, matching her suggestive tone.

“Hmm, you know how to please but…” Swift said to him, letting her hoof slide closer to his inner thighs. “What can you give me now?”

Civil could barely hold back his excitement as he knew she was in the mood for a little mid-morning fun. His body almost trembled with excitement and his wings fluttered briefly as he stared into her eyes with a big smile.

“That depends,” he said softly as he moved into her face, looking for a kiss. “What you do desire from me?”

Swift chuckled softly and leaned into his face, allowing her to nuzzle him briefly before she gave his lips a quick kiss. Though it was quick, she followed up with another before she leaned forward, pushing her mate softly into the couch cushions underneath him.

“I can think of many things,” She replied as she rested her warm body against his while her mind filled with many perverted and kinky thoughts. “But I’m sure a stallion of your caliber can determine what I want right now.”

Civil smirked at her before he nuzzled her cheek and let one of his hooves become slightly adventurous. Swift felt her body shiver with anticipation as she felt his soft yet firm hoof start to rub against the lower area of her stomach.

“You want to be pleased in the most carnal way possible, either it in the bedroom or even on our roof overlooking the city.” His hoof brushed past one of her teats making her shiver even more at his touch.

“Hmm, correct. Maybe I would love to be pleased in the shower or even over the kitchen sink as well,” She said to him, letting her own hoof travel over his body, slowly moving for his length. “Or maybe I want to do it right now on the couch.” Her hoof stopped against his sheathe before she started to gently rub it, hoping it would come out of its hiding spot.

“Right now you say?” He answered with a curious tone as he moved his mouth to her neck, letting his lips brush against the vein in her neck, making her shudder at his touch. “Any way that I can make you happy works for me.”

Just as she felt the heat warming up in her body, he pulled his lips away, making her whimper and feel a bit empty.

“Hmm, do that again.” She said as she craned her neck up slightly with a hint of urgency in her voice. “I love it when you kiss my neck.”

Civil smirked, before pushing his lips onto her neck. She was expecting it, but a soft moan escaped her throat as her body arched up in response. As she felt him kiss her, her hoof which was against his sack felt a slight twitch before his dick started to harden up. Pressing her hoof slightly harder against it, driving Civil put a bit more emphasis on his kisses.

“Mhm, seems my faithful husband is eager to please me today,” Swift whispered into the air as her perverted mind started to fill with more carnal images of sex. Images of sex in the shower, over the sink, in the middle of Canterlot park, to even the royal bed chambers of the princesses. No place was safe from her lusty images.

“Very much so,” He replied as his hoof moved down from her teat and rested against her slit. “I can’t have an unsatisfied wife, now can I?” He ended as he slowly started to massage her slit.

Swift felt her breathing picking up and soon found her legs fidgeting with excitement. Though his massaging was slow and methodical, a small wet feeling started to surface in her nethers. Turning her head down slightly, her slitted irises locked onto his bright green tie before she grabbed it in her hoof, pulling on it slightly. Civil pulled back and rested his head on the couch as he stared up at his smirking wife.

“Very, now why don’t you make me a happy wife and put that little tongue of yours to work?” She said with a bit of a commanding tone in her voice as she moved her body up slightly.

“Yes dear,” Civil replied as his eyes wandered downward, knowing very well how she wanted him to please her.

Bringing her free hoof against his slicked back blue mane, she guided him down as his body shuffled over the sofa until his face was right underneath her body. As she positioned herself slightly, Civil smiled at the bit of pink sticking out against her dark fur. Thanks to the lighting in the room he could see she was getting wet and let his smile turn into a smirk before he moved his hooves to her flank and pulled her down slightly.

Swift let out a gasp as she felt his wet muzzle brush against her inner thigh before his tongue slipped out and slowly brushed against her wetness, slowly lapping it up.

“Ah…that’s a good boy~” She muttered softly as she closed her eyes to enjoy his tongue work.

Civil didn’t say a word and let his tongue wiggle around inside of her tightness, making her squirm and moan softly. He may have been slow with his movements but every stroke of his tongue showed how eager he was to please her and make sure everything was perfect. Though she was a tough pony, she was easily pleased when it came to sex. Civil knew that, but always wanted to give her the best.

As he licked, Swift moved her hoof to behind her body and let it rest against his lean gut. Peering over her shoulder she could see his erection slowly growing more and more until it was fully erect and brushing, just barely, against her tail. Feeling it touch her, she smiled and moved her tail slightly, making him tense up and groan into her pussy as he continued to service her. As he groaned, his tongue went a bit deeper into her folds, making her shudder and slowly brush her tail against him again. The more she brushed, the harder he licked and, for a few long and intense minutes, Swift continued to toy with his penis until she noticed a bit of precum coming out of it. Moving both her hooves, Swift put one to his forehead and let the other brush softly against his erection. Stroking it ever so gently, she felt his hips move forward in response.

“I could easily fix this little leak over yours sweetheart,” she said as she forced his head back into the cushions. “Would you like that?”

As his head went back, a small line of drool connected his mouth and her pussy for a few seconds before it broke and landed on his tie. Forced to move away, Civil gave his wife a pleading look as he breathed heavily against her fur.

“Yes dear.” He said in a shaky voice as she continued to stroke his erection lightly.

“Hmm, then how should we do it?” She said in a faux pas tone as she stared at the ceiling and pressed harder against his dick.

Civil’s face scrunched up as she continued to torture him. He had so many suggestions and each idea made his erection twitch hard and hurt more.

“If I may dear,” Civil said hoping to draw her attention. “I say we do your favorite position.”

“Ooh?” She replied as she looked into his yellow eyes. “Dear husband, what is my favorite position?” She asked curving her smile slightly.

Civil knew the answer better than his own name. While they had dabbled in many positions ranging from mid-air sex to simple sixty-nines, Swift had a love for the simple.

Missionary.

“You love it when your back is against something and I loom over you,” He told her as he continued to stare up.

“Mhm,” She replied, moving her body back slightly, before she grabbed his tie and pulled on it. “You need to give me more detail.”

“You loved it when both our chests touch together and you lock your legs around my hips,” Civil answered back as he slowly pulled himself up while she slowly leaned back into the couch. “Even with you being the mare that you are, you still prefer the comfort of seeing me while I rut you, and you prefer to make love instead of just having sex.”

“Correct,” She said as her body now rested against the couch and his body loomed over hers with his erection brushing gently against her stomach. “Shall we get to it then?”

Civil didn’t say a word as he moved back slightly and slowed his breathing down and tried to relax. Looking into her eyes again, Swift brought her forelegs around his chest and held onto him as he got ready to move in. Pressing the tip of his dick against her slit, Swift’s eyes went wide briefly as he pulled back slightly to line himself up perfectly. With a small rock of his hips, he pushed about half of his erection into her pussy, making her grunt and moan at the same time. Thanks to how wet she was from his brief tongue lashing, there was no pain behind his thrust.

“Come on. Get it in.” Swift said in an eager tone.

“Mmph,” Civil grunted as he turned his eyes downward and started to slowly push it in more. Swift moaned and slowly moved her hind legs so they wrapped around his hips. Feeling it go deep inside of her, she brought her fangs to his neck and nibbled at it gently. Civil strained his neck slightly, the feeling of her fangs slightly unsettling but very arousing. Pulling out slightly, Civil snorted air out of his nose and pushed his erection fully in.

“Ah, that’s good,” Swift muttered into his neck as her mind blanked for a brief second before she felt fully hilted. Hugging his neck, she pulled his face down, letting both of their noses brush against each other. As both of the noses touched briefly, they looked into each other’s eyes and smiled before they locked lips again.

As they let their tongue fight for power, Civil slowly pulled his member out before he rammed it back inside her and quickly broke into a slow pace. The first few thrusts felt rough and succeeded in making Swift moan into his lips while making the couch groan as her body pushed against the soft fabric. Every time he pushed in, it felt like millions of small electrical pulses echoed throughout her body, making her coo and moan into his mouth.

“Ahh, that’s my perfect stallion,” She said as they broke the kiss for a brief second, before Civil moved his mouth back into hers and focused purely on giving her satisfaction.

Wanting to please her more, Civil put more power behind his thrusts, forcing her to hold on tightly in fear she would be pushed right off the couch. There was a bit of pain behind his thrusts but it was mostly drowned out by the pure pleasure she was feeling.

Time slowly ticked by and minutes felt like hours as the sex went on. Swift kept holding onto his body, moaning in tune with his thrusts. It was times like that when she was happy he was a pegasus. Thanks to their naturally high endurance, any and all activities would always last longer with them. Sex was no exception to that and it showed in raw form. Many times Civil tried to pull his lips away from his wife but she refused to part with him, wanting to make their anniversary the most memorable one they could.

“How you…doing sweetheart?” Swift asked finally breaking the long kiss with him.

“I’m…getting pretty close,” he groaned in response.

“Don’t worry, so am I. You’re making me happy.” Swift replied, sounding happy they were both near a finish. “Don’t worry about pulling out either. My heat cycle isn’t in swing.”

Civil smiled and relaxed himself slightly. One fear he always had was actually getting her pregnant and having to raise a child. While they were married and a child was something they would want one day, that time was not now. Snorting air out his nose, Civil started to pick up his speed and rocked her body harder. Closing her eyes, Swift rested her face into his shoulder and just focused on taking it.

Feeling his end coming, Civil nipped down on her earlobe and grunted into her ear, a warning he was nearing very quickly. Pressing his hooves against the arm of the couch, Civil bared himself forward, continuously grinding the base of his shaft against his wife. Eventually his thrusts became shorter and his grunts became a whinny, making Swift moan deeper into him. The need to finish off grew more as both of them could feel Swift’s passage get tighter as the anticipation of the end neared.

Squeezing her legs more tightly around his midsection, Swift opened her mouth and placed her fangs into his shoulder signaling a bite would greet him on his finish. Civil felt her teeth but didn’t waver in his thrusts. The love bites were something he was used to and even loved when she bit down with her fangs. Civil had his own way of dealing with her bites. He would focus all of his animalistic lust on pleasuring her. The better her orgasm, the better the bite and the greater he felt.

“Sweetheart I’m…getting close,” Civil grunted out as he felt sweat start to run down his forehead.

“Mmmmph!” Swift moaned into his shoulder, letting her teeth sink slightly in, ready to pierce his flesh.

Eventually her brain felt a sharp jolt from her nethers and in return she tried to hold in her orgasm as long as she could. Her moaning started to get loud enough that her voice felt like it was starting to crack. With each thrust of his erection Civil grunted and tensed up suddenly as he felt a warm sensation erupt from his wife, along with the feeling of her teeth sinking deeper in, breaking the thin wall of flesh. It was what he needed and, with one powerful thrust, Civil emptied his contents into her.

As both orgasms met head on, Swift’s body shuddered and spasmed, letting both juices collide inside of her. What didn’t stay inside of her, seeped out and dripped to the couch below, and while both knew a cleanup would be necessary; the only thing that was on their minds was each other. As his dick stopped surging, Swift pulled her mouth off his shoulder and nuzzled his nose, looking for a kiss. Civil acknowledged her and brought his lips to hers, and kissed even with a bit of his blood in her mouth. As they kissed, Civil slowly pulled his deflating erection out, letting more of their jizz go onto the expensive couch. Both looked down at their messes and smiled at the sight

“Shall we hit the shower and clean up quickly?” Civil asked his wife as he reached up and brushed a bit of her mane away from her eyes.

“Oh, I’m ready to please you until you can’t walk anymore,” Civil replied as he reached for his tie and pulled it off, before he walked to her side and trotted in tune with her steps.

Author's Note

Request for Manuccia