The New Order*

Havel nodded slowly, ready to tear the light armor from Dusk's body.

Keep calm, Havel, ease into it nice and slow. he thought.

He leaned in, kissing Dusk while using magic to remove her armor, laying the pieces beside the bed. He kissed her roughly, jerking her head around with force. She moaned in delight through the kiss, using her wings to gently tickle Havel's sides. She rolled on top of him, still kissing him while grinding her body against his hard member. Havel pushed her away, panting slightly, then gestured down to what was between his legs. She looked down, finding a huge package waiting for her.

"Think you can take that in your muzzle?" Havel asked.

She shifted down to his manhood, holding her face above it, "I've done it before, haven't I?" Dusk said with a smile.

"Then take it all the way," Havel said, placing his hoof behind her head.

She gave the tip a slow, firm lick, then began rubbing her nose against it fondly as she teased Havel's thick member. Giving it a few more licks, she opened up her mouth, wrapping her lips around the shaft while stroking up and down the sensitive flesh with her maw. She took it about half way, using her hoof to massage the lower half of cock. Havel was panting in time with her strokes, groaning at some points. Dusk was getting faster, licking and stroking the cock with more vigor, bringing Havel to the brink.

"Dusk! Keep going! I'm almost- Ahh!"

Havel pushed Dusk's head straight down, the tip of his member reaching into her throat, where he released a load of cum right into her little muzzle.

"Ahh!... Ahh.... Yeah...." Havel moaned, muzzle fucking Dusk gently. She removed herself from his cock, licking excess seed from her lips.

"If you give me that much cum every time, I might not need my rations anymore!" she giggled, satisfied with what she received. She looked at his member, feeling the engorged flesh remain tight, "Looks like you could go another round,"

"With you, Dusk, one round is never enough,"

"Oh, you know me so well,"

Havel gestured for her to get off the bed and sit beside it. She did as she was bid, watching her partner sit on the bed in front of her, member pointed right at her, "Want me to suck you again?" she asked with a smile.

"Well, you haven't had dessert yet," Havel answered.

Giggling, Dusk wrapped her warm mouth around Havel's member again.

"Mmm, itsh sho tashty," she said through her mouthful.

Dusk began moving faster and faster, sending Havel wildly over the edge with lust. Eventually, he grabbed her by the mane and began thrusting her deeper onto his member, forcing him to the edge of another climax.

"Just... a little... more!" he breathed.

He skull fucked her relentlessly, shoving his member deep into her throat, forcing a gag here and there from Dusk.

"Load and... Shoot-! Ahhh....!" Havel came inside her throat, filling her stomach with a creamy white seed. Dusk loved it, she loved the taste, the feeling of it rushing inside her, and the fact of how much it filled her up.

She took a gulp of air, "How do you cum so much?" she asked.

"Magic," Havel said, "works wonders doesn't it,"

Dusk giggled again, "Alright, I want you inside my other mouth this time,"

Havel happily obliged, picking her up and placing her on the bed, holding himself over her body.

"I'm ready," she said.

Havel smiled, then immediately thrust in, causing Dusk to yelp in pain. When the initial pain subsided, Dusk enjoyed herself immensely, breathing loudly and in beat with Havel's strong thrusts. Each sent a wave of ecstasy through her, and she couldn't take it as long as she hoped she could.

"H-Havel! I'm... I'm cumming!"

Havel kept going, thrusting as deep as he could go, while Dusk climaxed around his member and out her tight cunt. He made a few last hard thrusts, then came inside her, painting her womb white with seed. Both were panting hard, more than satisfied with their fun. But something inside them wanted a little more, and they gave in.

"Next round?" Havel asked.

"Next round," Dusk replied.

***

Dusk awoke to radiant rays of sunlight, sprawled out across Havel's bed. She looked to her side, finding... nothing. She sighed in longing, Havel had always done this, have his fun then leave to get back to work. She wondered if he would just relax once, or if she could even get an idea of what his "work" was. It was all rather frustrating for her, so she just laid back down and slept while she could in Havel's bed, despite the big mess that she was still soaking in.

"One of these days, Havel..." she muttered.

"... Yes?" she heard.

Startled, she bolted upright in the bed, peering down the bed at Havel, clean and presentable for the new day.

"You wanted something from me?" Havel asked.

"Oh, well, you always did leave me hanging as soon as we were finished with our fun," Dusk said.

Havel raised an eyebrow, then smirked at Dusk. He made his way to her and planted a quick kiss on her lips.

"One for the road," he said.

He turned and left his room, leaving Dusk to rest in his bed. She rolled her eyes and laid back down, unsatisfied with the response she got.

"That's still leaving me hanging..."

Meanwhile, Havel was out in the streets of Canterlot, enjoying a cup of tea and some biscuits with Gizmo.

"Where's Goliath?" Havel asked.

"She's been misbehaving, I had to leave her in the lab," Gizmo replied.

"Oh, yeah, how is the new lab anyway?"

"Working great, just gotta reorganize here and there. What's the word with those Black Dragons?"

Havel looked up from his tea, debating his answer for Gizmo.

"Haven't heard much, they just want me back in charge," he said.

"Oh, and when you're back in I can get back to making the good stuff, huh?"

"I dunno, Gizmo," Havel said, "it's just... I've got some other things I need to take care of, when it all builds up, ponies get stressed,"

"Really? What kind of things are going on? I've gotten pretty good at handling tall orders, so I wouldn't mind helping you out,"

"I don't know if you could help, Gizmo, it all involves some mercenary stuff, and some of... what Goliath said...." Havel was suddenly in deep thought.

"Havel? Havel! Listen up, man! What's wrong?"

"Where's your lab?" Havel suddenly asked.

"Uh, down by the southwest tower of the castle, why-"

Havel was already off, rushing through the crowds of fine ponies in the streets of the city. Gizmo raised an eyebrow in question, when he felt a sudden rain drop on his nose.

"It's not supposed to rain today," he said, looking up at the dark clouds that had rolled in.

Havel was running as fast as he could, and even though the heavy rain that was now pouring, he tried his best to keep going as it whipped his face mercilessly. All the other ponies were quick to get back inside, and Havel was probably the only pony out there at the moment. He looked forward, seeing the lab a ways away, but dead in front of him.

"I need to know what Goliath said," Havel murmured.

He was perhaps a hundred meters away from the lab now, and the rain had begun to come down harder, blinding Havel as he rushed forward.

"Almost ther- Oof!" Something hit him, hard. He was knocked hard on his side, suffering bruises on his ribs, "What the hell?" he said.

He was hit again, a jolt of pain shooting through his chest as he stumbled to his knees.

"Where are you?!" he shouted.

Another strike, and another, and a third! Havel felt blood trickling down his sides, as he looked up, and finally saw his attacker.

Daayan.

"No..."

She thrust forward, knocking Havel onto his back in the streets, giving her the upper hoof in their fight.

"Havel..." she hissed, "Why did you leave me?"

"You became a monster!"

She stamped her hoof on his throat, "I did this to save you! I did this so we could be together! To have the family she deserves!"

"Daayan!" Havel rasped through her choking, "This will not play out how you envision it to! This will end in utter chaos,"

A tear rolled down Daayan's cheek, and she lifted her hoof from Havel's throat, "Very well," she said, "I will take you another way,"

She leaned in and licked his throat, rubbing her nose on it a few times lovingly. She then opened her mouth, and bit down on Havel's throat. Havel seized up, panic running through him all of a sudden. He tried to push Daayan off, but she was too strong, and he was getting weaker by the moment.

Daayan began to use her telepathy, "Don't struggle, my dearest, I know it hurts, but I do this for our love,"

Daayan was drinking every drop of blood Havel had in his body, making it harder and harder for him to struggle. It wasn't long before his struggling lessened to a mere twitching, and Daayan was beginning to lose herself in devouring his life. She moaned sensually through her slow kill, clutching Havel tightly and pulling him towards her, as she received more and more pleasure by each passing moment.

"Daayan... Stop... Please..." Havel mouthed.

Daayan opened her eyes slightly, "Forgive me... But she deserves this..." she said, "You've left me without a choice,"

Havel slowly began to black out, feeling a cold, comforting sensation coming over him. Daayan suddenly released Havel from her deathly bite, looking up into the air cautiously.

"What was that?" She asked.

Havel was still slowly blacking out from blood loss, hardly being able to see the dark shape that was speeding through the sky, throwing Daayan off of Havel and fighting her savagely. He could make out blood being spilled from both sides, mostly from Daayan's opponent. Eventually, she left him, looking back at Havel while clutching her shoulder and flying away. The dark shape moved in on Havel, dragging his near lifeless body into Gizmo's tower, breaking the lock to gain entry. From there, Havel could no longer hold onto life, and passed.

***

"Come back to me, brother," he heard, "your work isn't done yet,"

Havel's eyes were suddenly flooded with light, and his lungs took in as much air as they could hold.

"Aaaahhhhh!" Havel was panting, "What the fuck happened?! I should be dead!"

"Would you prefer that, brother?" said a bat-pony.

Havel looked at his savior closely, "My god... Tosh!"

"Nice to see you too, brother," Tosh said.

"You... You were dead..." Havel stammered.

"Delayed, not dead,"

"What about me? What'd you do? Necromancy? Soul capture?"

"Try blood potion," he said, thrusting an empty vial in Havel's chest, "you weren't dead yet, so it worked,"

"Huh, I never thought you could use them that late," Havel muttered.

Tosh thrust a rolled up map into Havel's hooves, "Follow the map, find Lord Ikrah, tell him that you must get the Void Stone in order to truly defeat Daayan. If she gets that stone, all hope for the world is lost,"

"Hold on, Tosh, how did you survive? How did you get through all of what you did? We saw a trail of blood leading to the cliffs," He looked up, seeing his friend to be gone.

"What...? I guess this is how Dusk feels," he said.

He looked down at his map, examining the new orders he was given.

"So, after all this time you're still alive," he said. He clutched the map tightly, intense wonder filling him, "but how?"

Author's Note

That took much longer than I hoped. It's hard balancing school and this, so I have to prioritize my time, sorry guys, hope you enjoyed the chapter though.