Alabastards

Shining Armor opened his eyes. He had hoped that it was all just a bad dream. And he would awaken in his bed. Alone this time. But he was still sitting on the floor, slumped against the wall. The pillow he'd thrown at his intrusive sister still laid where it had landed. Everything still hurt. His eyes, his head, his stomach. He looked down at himself. He was still erect. In spite of the conflicting feelings, it hadn't gone away in the intervening time. Twilight didn't misspeak when she said that he was close to finishing. His balls added themselves to the list of things that were aching.

Shining found the willpower within himself to stand. He fumbled around through the pile of dirty linen to grab a towel. Shame in a state of undress among ponies was a foreign concept. Most ponies walked around unencumbered from such contrivances as clothing. Especially in the privacy of their own homes. Shining was no exception to this. He freely walked about his town and home wearing naught but a smile.

Mares had the advantage of their tales covering their lady bits to maintain their modesty. Stallions' equipment was kept out of sight in their sheaths. Though nature did take its course at times outside of a pony's control. Particularly with colts as they matured into stallions. But in the odd occurrence that a stallion were to become, excited, it was just common courtesy to avert your eyes. Shining had never felt self-conscious about it himself, especially in the short distance to the bathroom of his own house. After all, he had been through basic training. And after that many stallions together in one shower room, there wasn't much shame left to be had.

But with his perverse sister lurking about, he opted on the side of safety, wrapping the towel around his waist. He pulled the door open and poked his head out. Luckily nopony else had heard the commotion from earlier. He could hear the idle chatter of his parents downstairs, enjoying Saturday morning breakfast. His mom had the courtesy to let him sleep off last night's mistakes. He felt a chill run up his spine. He could only imagine what would have happened if their mom had caught them a few minutes earlier with her under the blanket, jacking him off in earnest.

He glanced to the right, toward the empty bathroom, and back to the left, at the bedroom next door. Twilight's door was shut. He crept out into the hallway and closed his door silently behind him, hoping to avoid seeing her for... the rest of his life. His pulse quickened as he snuck into the bathroom. Which was terrible because each beat of his heart felt like a blow to the head with a rock, now more rapidly.

He locked the bathroom door and opened the medicine cabinet. The biggest bottle was the one that got the most use, in big clear lettering, 'headache'. He tossed a couple in his mouth and filled a paper cup with water in the sink, washing them down. He felt a little better. He knew perfectly well that any effect he was feeling in the first few minutes was a placebo effect until the medicine could get into his system. But with how he was feeling at the moment, he took what he could get.

He turned on the shower, contemplating whether or not to let it get to temperature before getting in. His erection was still uncomfortably hard. A good dose of cold water would do well to rid himself of it. But in no time at all, steam began to rise from the curtain. He had hesitated too long. The shower warmed faster than he expected. Somepony else must have used it recently. Likely one or both of his parents. It was the only bathroom in the house after all.

He stepped inside and turned it up to scalding. He scrubbed and scrubbed but damn it, they didn't make water hot enough for the kind of dirty he felt. Or rather, whoever had used the shower before him had used much of the hot water, leaving him with what would otherwise be a pleasant temperature. It served the job of getting his fur and mane free of sweat and vomit. But did nothing to assuage him of his boner. He tried to think of something, anything to get it to go away. But the image of his sister with her hooves wrapped around his shaft was seared into his mind. Which should be enough kill his mood outright. But it included the sensation he'd felt in that moment too.

Remembering the feeling of a mare with her hooves on him in such an intimate way left him feeling conflicted. His dick didn't know the difference. It could have been a stallion of a manticore doing it for all it cared. His mind was sickened by the who, but aroused by the what. Before he even realized what he was doing, his hoof was on his member, idly stroking it with the slick lather of soap. No! He was not about to beat off to the image of his sister. He tried to think of something else. Something positive.

He let his mind drift freely now, accepting that this was going to happen. He recalled bits of his dream. It was a sexual dream for sure. The mare, she... had white fur, like his. She was... tall she had a... hat- no, a crown? The details fell into place in a flash. He had dreamed of Princess Celestia, his boss. A flash of shame crossed his mind but was quickly discarded. This was his space, here in the shower. Here he could think what he wanted, fantasize about whatever and whomever he wished. If it be Celestia, then so be it. His hoof quickened its pace.

He was on her bed, no, -in- her bed. She was on top. He was looking up at her.

Shining started to pant as he worked himself.

She was rubbing him with her hoof. She was rubbing herself too. He was watching her rub herself. Princess Celestia had her hoof in her twat like a common whorse while her Captain of the Guard watched. Then he would flip her onto the bed, and mount her from behind. He'd pull her wavy tail aside and shove his dick right into her royal chamber. He'd rut her harder than she'd ever had in her entire life. He would make her his mare as he would thrust deeper into her. "Please, cum inside me Shining! Make me an heir!" She'd cry out. And then- and then he'd-!

"NGGgghhh!" Shining grunted as his cum shot from his tip, splattering unceremoniously against the cool tile of the wall. Despite the arduous build-up to his climax that morning, he derived little pleasure from cumming aside from the ache leaving his loins, and the relief of his stiffness. The aftermath left him with an instant sobriety of the things that had happened that morning. He experienced the return of an ill displeasure of climaxing from the erection given to him by his depraved sister. At least now it had retreated back into its sheath.

The last trace of warm water had been exhausted as he made quick work of washing away the graphic evidence of his shame, wiping it away towards the drain with his hoof. He turned the knob to off and pulled open the curtain, half expecting her to be lurking just on the other side. To his mild relief, he found that he was still alone in the small bathroom. He found that the cooler shower prevented the mirror from fogging up, so he didn't need to wipe it clear. Levitating a brush from the bathroom counter, he began to style his mane into something other than the plastered-wet look.

He thought about how he had half expected Twilight to be ready to ambush him when he opened the curtain. Part of him wondered what he would have done if that had happened. Another part of him wondered what she yet planned to do. But the biggest part of him wondered how exactly you 'half expect' something. As he brushed his teeth, he thought instead about his dream. He had been fixating on Princess Celestia quite a bit in recent memory. But it certainly wasn't the first time he'd been infatuated with Her Highness.

Several Years Earlier

As a young filly in Canterlot, Twilight had always wanted to go to the Summer Sun Celebration, where Princess Celestia raises the sun. So finally, one summer solstice, her parents decided to grant her wish, and bring the family to see the event. And what an event it was.

"Twilight, wake up!" Shining Armor said, nudging his sister. As her older brother, he was in charge of making sure she woke up on time to go see the sun rise. Also, it just made good sense, being that they shared a bedroom.

"Nhgg- hmmf." Twilight mumbled, still half asleep, rolling back over.
"Come on!" He said again, louder this time. He pulled her covers away and shook her a bit more vigorously. "It's time to get going!" Twilight finally woke fully. She sat up in her bed rubbing her eyes, looking out the window.

"It's still dark." She mumbled, before stretching out her hooves.

"Of course silly!" Shining answered. "Princess Celestia hasn't raised the sun yet!"

"Oh my gosh!" Twilight bolted out of bed, fueled by a sudden surge of adrenaline. "The Summer Sun Celebration!" She said in realization of what day it was. She did a quick circuit, running around the room. "Oh- oh no! What do I bring? What do I need? Ahh!"

"Whoa, slow down there kiddo." Shining said, catching her in his arms. "Mom and Dad already have everything together downstairs. We just need to go down and have some breakfast and then we'll get going!" He assured her as he tussled her mane.

Twilight and her brother trotted downstairs to their waiting parents. A bowl of Wheaties was waiting for each of them at the table. Shining levitated his spoon from the table and immediately started to dig in. Twilight grasped her spoon in her hoof and scooped some of the cereal. She eyed it with contempt and dumped it back into the bowl.

"Come on now, Twilight," her mother chided, "eat up. It's good for you!"

"Yeah Twilie!" Her brother garbled enthusiastically with his mouth full. "It's the breakfast of champions!"

"Shining Armor! Do not talk with food in you mouth!" His mother scolded. He chewed and swallowed before apologizing.

"Sorry mom." He said bowing his head a bit.

Twilight did not share her brothers zeal for the processed wheat cereal. She was certain that he only requested the cereal to ogle the attractive Wonderbolts cheerleader on the box. He never did take his eyes off the thing.

"Come on now Twilight, eat your breakfast. I don't want you two filling up on the common carnival fare." Her mom said.

"Aww."
"Aww."

They both whined in unison. Their father looked up from his morning paper.

"Oh, come off it dear. It's a special day." He said with just the slightest hint of a smile. His wife gave him just the subtlest of glares. It was there, just barely in the corners of her eyes. Not enough for the children to notice, but it was loud and clear to the stallion who married her all those years ago. When she first became pregnant with Shining, they both agreed that, as parents, they would never fight in front of the children. But, that also meant not undermining each other's authority. They didn't want the foals being denied something by one, only to run to the other for it. He was treading dangerous ground.

"Fine." She conceded. "But just for today! You understand?" They both nodded. Twilight looked up at her father with begging eyes. He reached over and pulled the bowl of cereal toward himself, exchanging his doughnut with her. She held out the spoon in her hoof. He took it from her with his magic as he began to eat.

"When am I going to be able to do that?" Twilight whined, pointing with a frown at the floating spoon with her hoof. Her mom came up behind her and hugged her.

"Oh, Twilight, I've told you, you'll get your magic soon. Every unicorn does!" She smiled.

"I'm going to be the most magical unicorn ever!" Twilight said excitedly, before devouring her doughnut.

"I bet you will." Her mom said proudly.

Canterlot's city park was a flurry of activity when the Sparkle family arrived. Every building in the area was adorned with flags and streamers and balloons. The streets were lined with vendors and games. The air was full of the smells of fried food and the sounds of fun. Bells and horn punctuated the quiet roar of the growing crowd.

There were carnival rides assembled in the square. A dizzying tilt-a-whirl was still lit up in the dim light of the coming dawn. It was occupied by ponies who had assuredly been up all night at the carnival. There was also a beautiful Ferris wheel giving ponies a wonderful bird's-eye-candy view of the city.

"Dad, why is it called a Ferris wheel?" Shining asked his father.

"Well son, because it's made of metal. 'Ferrous' is the old kingdom name for iron." He explained.

"Actually Daddy, it was named after the great mule architect who invented it. F-E-R-R-I-S Ferris Muler. Not the metal. And back then it was called an 'observation wheel'." Twilight chimed in.

"Well, you learn something new everyday!" He father said. "When did you get so smart Twilie?" He asked.

"When you started taking me to your library, daddy!" She said with a happy grin, hopping up and down.

The tune 'Hail to the Princess' came blaring from the horns of the Royal Guards just outside the castle, announcing the Princess's arrival. All the guards went to attention, saluting in anticipation of the princess's arrival. Shining Armor turned to Twilight beside him, copying their salute.

"What do you think?" He said.

"My brother the royal guard? Nah. I can't see it."

"I know right!?" He laughed. Twilight dashed away from her family toward the crowd surrounding the solar podium.

"Twilight!" her mother called out, "Don't you go getting lost!" But the caution fell on deaf ears. Twilight wormed her way through the mob. Her small size allowed her to get to nearly the front row. Shining Armor ran after her into the crowd. "Shining!"

While searching for his sister, Shining saw Princess Celestia slowly walk out onto the stage. It was a feat she had done countless times before. But for just once a year, it was truly something special. She smiled gently at her adoring subjects. Her gaze passing over the crowd, pausing for just the briefest of moments on the lavender filly in the third row. Shining watched from several rows back, wide-eyed, seeing the Princess of Equestria for the first time, first-hoof.

He watched as the Princess's horn came aglow, her great wings unfurled. She closed her eyes and took to the air, her long, slender hooves outstretched. As she rose higher into the air, her magic brought the sun with her, pulling it up over the horizon. The brilliant white light pierced the dull haze of the pre-dawn sky. Celestia's form vanished into a silhouette in the sun's glare.

His eyes adjusted. He could see the Princess again. Having completed the spell, Celestia opened her eyes and looked back down at her audience. Perhaps it was by luck that her gaze once again came to a focus on little Twilight. He followed her eyes to Twilight a few rows ahead of him. The rest of the crowd cheered and stomped their hooves. After a few moments, Celestia exited the stage, back to the castle. Shining, for his part, knew in that moment what he wanted to do. He was going to join the royal guard. He pressed forward as the crowd dispersed passed him.

"Twilie! There you are!" Shining called out. He had finally managed to muscle his way through the crowd and find her. He took her hoof and walked her back to their parents. But all he could think about was how beautiful Celestia was. He couldn't wait for the next chance he would have to see her. As fate would have it, he wouldn't have to wait long.

Shining realized that he'd been brushing his teeth for several more minutes than was explicitly necessary to clean them. He spat and rinsed, putting his brush away and went out into the hallway. It was mercifully vacant. He breathed a sigh of relief and trotted downstairs. Despite it being rather late in the morning, breakfast was only just now hitting the table as his mom, Twilight Velvet, set out the plates for everypony.

"Ah, he is alive." His mom said, setting a place for him as well.

"Now now dear, I'm sure he's already had a rough night." His dad, Night Light chided.

"Or morning..." Twilight Sparkle murmured as she put the last of the breakfast cookware in the soapy water of the wash basin. She didn't turn to look at him upon his arrival. Shining took a hesitant seat at the table and regarded the meal in front of him. His stomach had been thoroughly emptied upstairs and he realized that he was actually quite hungry. He watched Twilight out of the corner of his eye as she dried her hooves on the dish towel and started to trot away. He mother stopped her.

"Where are you off to?" Velvet asked.

"Oh, I slept in late enough, I need to get started on my day." Twilight said.

"Not until you've had something to eat." She said.

"I uh, I'm not really that hungry." She said.

"Twilight," her mother started, "you've been away in Ponyville all year, and Shining has been working for the Royal guard. I hardly get to see you, and you see even less of eachother. Now come sit down and spend some time with your brother." Velvet pointed at the one empty chair beside Shining. He and Twilight tried their best to hide their nervous gulps. She slowly sat down beside him and joined him in eating in silence. Shining ate his meal with military efficiency. 'Don't make love to it, just eat it!' His drill instructors would yell back in basic training. "So Twilight, how was the Gala?" Velvet prompted, trying to break the awkward tension.

In Twilight's mind, the monotony of an evening of shaking hooves beside the Princess was overshadowed by the image of Fluttershy yelling at the head of a stampede of animals flooding the wrecked hall of the Gala ballroom. Pinkie Pie's stage dive had flung Applejack's cake at Rarity, with which she in turn, assaulted the prince. And despite Rainbow Dash's best efforts, the statue fell and caused a mess. The entire evening was a disaster.

"It was fine." She said.

"Oh." Velvet said, waiting for more. "Just fine?"

"Mmhmm." Twilight nodded, her mouth full.

"And what about you Shining? Anything new or interesting happening in your life?"

Twilight tried to rape me.

"Not really." Shining said. "Camisa almost died again last night."

"What was it this time?"

"Chandelier."

"Huh." Velvet said nonchalantly, quite aware of his near-death tendencies. The otherwise quiet breakfast concluded shortly after. Shining cleared his plate and brought it to the sink and headed for the door. "Leaving already?"

"Yeah, I uh, I've got things to do on my day off." He said.

"Well, bring Twilight with you. Honestly,you never see eachother and now off you go."

"No, Mom, it's okay. Really." Twilight said, trying to avoid making this morning any more agonizing.

"No, I insist. Now go. Hang out. Have fun like when you two were foals. Do you need bits."

"No Mom, it's okay." Shining said. "I have some."

"Oh. Good then. Go on Twilight." She said. Shining huffed and opened the door for the purple unicorn, letting her out first before following after. Outside on the front steps, he closed the door behind him and looked at her.

"Look, I'm not going to tell Mom what happened for the sake of the family. But as for right now, I'm leaving for the day. You can do whatever you want." He said handing her most of his winnings from the previous night. "As long as it's somewhere else." He turned to walk away.

"Wait, Shining!" Twilight called after him. He hesitated, but stopped and turned around again.

"What?" He asked.

"Look about this morning-" She started.

"How about we just forget about it?" He cut off.

"Look, I'm sorry! I just, I don't know what happened." She said.

"Would you like me to describe it? I'm usually not one for words but I could paint a pretty vivid picture from the memory seared into my mind."

"I mean I don't know what happened with me. I just, I couldn't control myself. I know it was wrong but I, I wanted it just the same. I've never had- a stallion." She said. Shining rubbed the bridge of his nose in frustration.

"Twilight, that- that was not at ALL like practicing kissing. And even if it was, it would have been better if you had chosen literally ANY other pony-" he quickly amended the statement, "not living in this house, and it would have been a better choice!" He huffed, and looked at the clock tower at the end of the street.

"I've never looked at you like that before. I never thought of you as attractive."

"Gee, thanks."

"I mean, sexually attractive. I've always said you were handsome." She said, stepping closer. "I just don't want this to be a negative experience for us. Maybe you could start, if we were both awake for it..."

"What the buck! Have you spit your bit or something? No, never!" He backed away. "Just, no, gah! Seriously, go get an appointment with a head doctor or something." He said as he started to gallop away. He ran a couple of blocks and took a corner, checking over his shoulder to make sure he wasn't being followed. Once he was sure she wasn't following him, he slowed to a trot.

He checked his bag. He realized that he had, in his haste, given her more money than he meant to. Not that he had particularly expensive tastes of plans for the day. But Canterlot is not a cheap town. He had considered staying in for the day. But he didn't want to have to deal with Twilight again. But he realized that she couldn't go home just yet without their mom finding out that they were not spending time together. But then, he couldn't go home yet for the very same reason. He wished that they had made some kind of a schedule plan instead of her flirting awkwardly with him.

As he trotted and thought about what to do, he found himself unconsciously auto-piloting on the way to the Royal Palace. It was a walk that he'd made countless times before. It stopped feeling like a Saturday and more like a weekday as he passed all the familiar landmarks that he was used to. With means to do little else, he resigned to just head there. A little overtime couldn't hurt. And he rather enjoyed the company of his squad-mates.

"... so we're looking all over the town for the damn bird, right? And then, get this, it-" Aegis cut his story off as Shining Armor walked into the room "ROOM TENCH-HUT!" He called the room to attention as the Captain entered.

"Carry on." Shining dismissed, letting the stallions resume their activity.

"So what was I saying? Oh yeah. So we're looking everywhere for this damn thing. And the Princess ends up finding it first. And a soon as we get there, the thing falls of a statue and freak'n bursts into flames!"

Shining eavesdropped as he made his way passed them to the coffee machine.

"No shit?"

"Yeah, and the quiet yellow one tries to catch it, and ends up with her hooves full of ash. And I'm just looking at my squad-mate, and all I can think is, 'We just let her bird die on our shift!' We're all going to the dungeon!"

"Well you're not now. So what happened?"

"Check this, the damn thing pops out of the ash and comes back to life." He brought his hooves to his temples, and then lifted them away slowly, while making a whooshing explosion sound effect with his mouth, indicating that his 'mind was blown'. When he finished the motion, he looked back over his shoulder toward the kitchenette. "Hey Cap? Ain't it your day off? How did you get roped into weekend duty?"

"I'm married to the military. You know that. I live here." Shining groaned, pouring himself a cup. "So what's new?"

"I was just telling these guys about the Princess's phoenix." He said.

"Oh, you mean the Ponyville tea party fiasco? I love that one." Shining said. "What about last summer, when she went missing the night before the Solstice and everypony lost their minds out in the streets of Canterlot screaming 'The End is Neigh!" He laughed, sitting down at the table with the others.

"No, they haven't heard that one. You should tell them. You always tell it better." Aegis said.

"Alright, alright." Shining said, taking a sip of his drink. "Well, like he said, it was the night before the Summer Sun Celebration. It was also while I was still a First Lieutenant. The Princess had gone to Ponyville to raise the sun there for the one thousandth year..."

"... and it turned out that Nighmare Moon was actually her sister, Princess Luna."

"Wait, so your sister is one of the elements of Harmony?" One of the newer guards asked.

"Yes. And shortly after, I was promoted to Captain." Shining said.

"Which I'm sure is just a coincidence." Aegis said.

"By my own merit, thank you." Shining said. "My paperwork was already in and it was in the process of approval."

"Hey Cap, you forgot about the part with Camisa in the town hall." Camisa Roja groaned.

"Ugh, I hate this story."

"Well I wasn't there for that part Aegis. Why don't you tell it?" Shining said.

"Alright alright. So there we were, in the town hall, waiting for the Princess to show up. Camisa's there with a couple other boots. All three of them are fresh out of basic. Then right when Princess Luna, er, Nightmare Moon showed up, he gets the other two all riled up and they charge her without the slightest bit of tactical strategy or even an attempt at subterfuge. They just barrel right at her and she bitch slaps him with freaking lighting magic. Then she turned into smoke and went out the window. I can't even give chase because I am just -DYING- on the floor from laughing at this ass-hat. Funniest shit I've ever seen."

"Ha. Ha. It gets funnier every time you tell it." Camisa deadpanned sarcastically.

"IT DOES!" The sergeant was already cracking up. "I'm actually surprised that you didn't just go the whole nine yards and yell 'Charge' while you were at it!" Aegis nearly fell out his chair laughing at the memory all over again.

The guards traded stories to pass the time. They played several hooves of cards as well. It was a slow Saturday. It seemed that all of the criminal scum was taking the day off as well. Aegis was about to voice his boredom as the afternoon gave way to evening. But it seemed that fate was happy to oblige the stallion. Wings, one of the pegasi guards, came into the room with a sense of urgency. Wings wasn't his real name. But the silver furred pony had earned the nickname as the fastest flyer in the guard. He addressed the ranking officer in the barrack.

"Captain!" He saluted. Shining returned the gesture. "We have a report from the West District of a noise disturbance."

"Bo-ring." Aegis mocked, pulling a stale doughnut from the box on the table.

"I'll take it. Me and the two new guys." Shining said. "I could use the walk. Being stuck in here all day has me feeling claustrophobic." He looked at the Sargent stuffing his face, adding to his already ample posterior. "You keep making sure that the chair doesn't float away." He said.

"Roger that." He said, with food in his mouth muffling the response.

"Come on guys." Shining said as the two new guards followed him out.

The trio galloped along the cobblestone roads, weaving in between the ponies in the congested city. As they neared the West District, the crowds grew denser. He had regretted taking the two new recruits. A unicorn and an earth pony, neither could fly ahead and recon the site. But that wasn't the worst of it.

"Make a hole!"

"Clear a path! Royal Guard business!"

They were making asses of themselves shouting into the crowds.

"Hey!" Shining shouted at the other two as he followed. "It's just a noise disturbance. It's not like anything is on fire. There's no need for that." They ceased their yelling and eased their pace a bit to accommodate the civilians around them. They were about a block away from the reported site. They could feel the problem before they heard it. The ground shuddered beneath their hooves in rhythmic tremors. They turned the corner off of the main road and started to hear it in the distance. It was coming from a large, but otherwise unassuming residence. The windows had to have been made of sturdy stuff indeed. The shook and rattled in time with the music.

If one could call it music. Shining mentally complained. The front door had no response. Shining was not surprised. Most likely, whomever was inside was unable to hear them. Or, possibly, unwilling to acknowledge them. "You two, head left and see if you can find another way in." Shining directed. He went to the right to save time circling the building. As the other two vanished from his sight, the music inside suddenly went dead. He also finally realized that despite having been at the barracks all day, he had never gotten into uniform. And he was in such a rush to respond to this call, that he hadn't noticed until now.

But he wasn't expecting hostilities. If he found somepony inside, the others would be along soon enough to corroborate his official capacity there. The alleyway was dimly lit away from the lights of the street. Are the far end he saw a figure skulking around what looked to be a back door. He approached slowly so as to not cause them to become alarmed. The last thing he needed was hoof to hoof combat with a civilian in a case of misunderstanding. He kept his stride casual, as though he were just cutting between the buildings for a shortcut elsewhere. Once he was close enough, he could find out who the pony was and whether or not they they would be able to themselves, or get a message to a pony inside, to reduce the noise.

As he got closer, he noticed that the other pony was very well dressed. He was big. Even by Shining's standards, no small stallion he. But this pony was a head taller than even him. He had grey fur and a dark, short-cropped mane. He hadn't noticed Shining yet. He seemed preoccupied with a couple of mice squeaking at each other over something in the other direction. His ears perked up and her turned to the Captain, peering toward him into the darkness. His eyes lit up in recognition.

"What are you doing out here?" He said to Shining. Shining tried to figure out who this pony was who obviously seemed to know him. The haircut seemed to indicate military background, but he knew most everypony at the barracks. If not their name, he'd recognize their face for sure. But not this pony. Before he had a chance to say anything, the other pony threw open the door. The music inside hadn't really stopped. It just stopped being loud enough to reverberate through the whole house. "Come on, let's get back inside!" He ushered Shining into the door.

"But I-" Shining tried to speak up. But the crackle of a voice came over the up-until-now-unseen earpiece that the other pony was wearing. Combined with the music inside the house growing louder as they moved further inside, Shining's protests were drowned out. His eyes whirred about in his head at the psychedelic interior. Dimly glowing black lights lined the crown molding of the walls. It wasn't enough to make out the details of the exact architecture of the building. But certain decorations jumped out as being clearly designed to react to the special lighting. Shining's white fur included.

"Yeah, I'm on my way." The other pony said into, what Shining assumed was, an unseen microphone. At the end of the hall he opened a door into a room that was not any better lit.

"I-"

"Get ready for the next set." The other pony said, closing the door behind Shining, leaving him in the dark. Shining could hear the hooves rapidly departing. Shining reached a hoof out, fumbling around the doorway, looking for a light switch. Finally finding it, he switched it on. The sudden brightness of the light caused him to squint in acute pain as his pupils struggle to contract fast enough. The once-dark blur changed into a bright white blur. His eyes adjust once more to the change and came into focus. He scanned the room. It was somepony's bedroom. The bed made that much clear. There was also a large vanity with a big mirror and an assortment of makeup and mane product. He moved closer to the vanity to look at the variety of accessories. But before he had the chance, he heard a couple sets of hooves heading down the hall toward him. He strained his ears to listen for any clue as to who they were. He could hear one of them, a mare.

"... just need a break... in a few minutes... -eep the crowd going." The other set of hooves trotted away. The door opened and she stepped inside. She had white fur like his own. Her mane was a striped mix of bold blue and light blue, like his own. She didn't notice him immediately as she moved straight for the dresser, only then taking off her headphones and dark-tinted sunglasses. She placed the sunglasses on the dresser and then froze, pulling her now-empty hoof back slowly and walking in perfect reverse back to the doorway with a look of confusion on her face. She turned her head suddenly, looking at him and hesitated for a second with her mouth open, waiting for the words, as though questioning herself as to whether or not she was actually seeing him in her room.

"Who the fuck are you?" She asked.

"I-"

"And why the fuck are you in my dressing room?"

"I-"

"Oh fuck! Wait!" She cut him off again, smacking herself in the face with her hoof. "I totally forgot! It must be later than I thought." She looked around for a non-existent clock. "Or else you're early."

"I-"

"Actually, you know what? I've got time. I mean the coat and mane coloring combo is a little weird, but I can dig it. So let's see what you've got." She moved over toward him faster than he could react as she reached under him and started toying with his sheath.

"Hey! hey! HEY!" Shining hurriedly backed away, crossing his legs at her sudden advances.

"Oh, I'm sorry. Are you new? I keep telling them to not send me rookies." She said. "I mean, don't get me wrong. I appreciate the effort here." She said, flipping the end of his mane with her hoof. "You're clearly a fan and I don't mind. But they should have warn you about me. I can be a bit aggressive."

"What? No, I'm a Captain of the Royal Guard." Shining said.

"What? I-" She smiled and nodded. "Oh, I get it. Yeah I uh, I've been a bad pony officer. Are you going to hoofcuff me to the bed? Come on, get over here." She grinned, diving onto the bed, giving him a seductive look.

"Ma'am, I'm here on a noise complaint."

"Not breaking character? Okay, that's cool. Are you going to get out your 'night stick'?"

"I'm not joking." Shining said. "I'm going to need you to-" He lost his track of thought as the white mare slipped a hoof between her legs and started playing with herself right in front of him. "I'm going to need you to come with me."

"Fuck yeah, I'm gonna cum with you!" She said, rubbing her marehood faster. "Come on, get your 'spear' out!" She smiled as her horn glowed. He felt her magic teasing about with his testicles, stimulating him to a thoroughly distracting semi. He was slow on the draw to react, but he managed to summon enough willpower to slap her magic away with a counter of his own. "Hey, I like playing as much as anypony, but I don't really have time for this. Now get over here!" She said, spreading her legs as he felt a collar of magic around his neck pulling him towards the bed. Again he had the training to dispel her magic on him. "Alright, that's it!"

Without another word, she rolled and sprang from the bed, tackling the stallion. The move was so unexpected that he hadn't even the mind to put his hooves up in defense. She wrapped her hooves around him as she impacted, throwing him onto his back. He braced for the impact of the pair of them to his the floor. But a bit of magic on her prepared part softened the blow to nearly nothing. "Ugh, I need this." She practically growled as she ground her hips into his, trying, with some success, to get him harder.

"... she's in here gentlemen." Came a voice from out in the hallway. The door opened as the pair looked up and the well-dressed pony from earlier opened the door for Shining's two other Guard Ponies. The large pony in the suit averted his eyes quickly. "Oh, uh, I'm sorry Miss Scratch. I didn't know you were uh, um- these Guard Ponies are here to-"

"GET OFF THE CAPTAIN!" One of the grunts shouted, charging into the room. What happened next was a blur of motion above him as the two overzealous cadets apprehended the pony 'assaulting' the Captain. Before Shining could even react or say anything, they'd had her in actual hoof cuffs and a magic-inhibiting horn ring.

Vinyl Scratch tried to process what was happening. Her one on one action had suddenly become a gang bang. Lucidity returned to her as the shock wore off and she was thinking with her brain once more, rather than... other parts of her anatomy. She looked at the cuffs on her hooves. The guards helping the white stallion to his hooves. She looked at their armor. She'd had her run-ins with the law enough times before to know the difference between a costume uniform and the real McCoy.

"Oh buck." She muttered. They moved their attention back to her. "Hey! What is this!"

"Disturbing the peace and assaulting an officer!" One of them spat.

"YOU GOIN' TA JAIL NOW!" The other taunted.

"What!? NO!" Vinyl cried. "I can't! Platinum Record is out there tonight! The name of names in the music industry! I can't blow this! This is my big break tonight!"

"Save it for the juuuuudge!" He taunted again putting needlessly dramatic emphasis on the word like he just rolled off of a movie set.

"Give it a break guys." Shining said, regaining control of the situation.

"Sir!"
"Sir!"

They both saluted in unison. Vinyl could clearly see that he was the pony in charge of the others. He came to take her by the hoof as the others lead the way out of the room. In a final act of desperation, she pulled herself to his ear in a frantic whisper.

"If you let me go I will TOTALLY make it worth your while. Any hole. Any position."

She pulled away as fast as she'd approached. He cut a look at her. She raised her eyebrows and nodded to the affirmative. She mouthed the word, 'seriously'. Shining looked forward again. There was something about her. He clenched his eyes and grit his teeth. Something about that pure-as-the-driven-snow flank of hers. This is a bad idea. He thought. He acknowledged the thought. He was about to agree with it when his cognitive capacity to agree, fled his brain along with the rest of the blood as it was diverted to another part of his anatomy.

"Guys, wait!" He heard himself say. 'This is a bad idea!' He heard himself think again. This time it was easier to ignore. The two cadets stopped and turned to face him.

"Captain?" One asked as the stood, obediently awaiting instruction.

"Uh, I- I forgot to read her rights to her. Yeah, sorry, uh, your Captain dropped the ball on this one." Shining said. "So we can't take her in. I'll deal with the issuing paperwork for the noise ordinance fine. You guys are dismissed. But if you keep this little mess-up between us, the first round of cider is on me tomorrow night okay?" He said.

"Cap buying the first round? Buck yeah!"

"No prob, Cappy! Hoof bump!"

A clop of the cadets' hoofs later and they were already on their way out.

'This is a bad idea.' Shining ignored his nagging conscience and undid the restraints on the other white unicorn. "Now, you were saying?" He asked as he took the ring from her horn.

"Yeah, for sure!" She said. "But I really need to take care of something first." She grabbed her glasses, put them on and started for the door. She stopped suddenly, grinning with a wicked look in her eyes. "Actually, why don't you come with me!" She ran back, grabbing his hoof, pulling him along with her into the dark hallways.

Shining could barely see. He couldn't imagine how she could either, especially with sunglasses on too. They snaked their way through the dark hallway, the noise of the music getting louder and that of a- audience?

She stopped suddenly. Shining nearly crashed into her. She put her hoof to the wall, pulling it aside. Shining realized that it was a curtain. On the far side, he could see a sea of ponies, with assorted glowing accessories dangling from their necks and hooves, whirling around. On the stage was a large desk-looking thing, with fully enclosed sides and an open back. She grinned and looked back at him.

"Okay, go out there down behind the sound deck!" She said.

"What?" He simultaneously couldn't hear her and even if he did, he didn't understand what she said. She pulled him closer and practically yelled into his ear.

"Go out there under the table! Stay low! And don't unplug any of the cables!" She pushed him out through the curtain, down to the floor of the dark stage. He wasn't sure what she wanted, but he sure didn't need to be seen on stage by pony-knows-who out there. Under the table was a mess of wires. In a sudden fit of sobriety, he realized that this was crazy and turned to crawl back through the curtain and leave like he knew he should. As soon as he turned around, his way was blocked by a pair of white legs as he heard her hooves thump on the table above him. The spotlights came up, illuminating the stage. He couldn't escape without being seen now. She yelled out and the crowd cheered. The music went from loud to deafening.

Several ear plugs littered the floor around him. He didn't dwell on whose ear wax he was going to be stuffing into his. Only that they kept him from actually going deaf as the sound system whirred to life around him. She started in on her first set. Once the track got going, her hoof appeared under the table in front of him, feeling around for something. In her search, she bopped him on the nose. Her hoof ran up his snout to his horn, taking it in her grip, pulling him toward her. Where his head lead, his body followed as he shuffled his hooves under himself.

He didn't understand what she was doing until she blatantly pulled his face into her crotch as she stood there on her hind legs, running the DJ table. With a quick push of his horn, she cocked his head back a bit, making his mouth open reflexively as she mashed her marehood against his waiting snout. He required no further direction as he wrapped his hooves around her thighs and set to work.

Above the table, Vinyl moved like lightning. Her hooves were a blur on the mixing board as her magic set the next track spinning, synchronizing it perfectly with the beat of the preceding one. She strained and winced her eyes, struggling to focus with the stallion slurping away in her lap. It was a challenge to maintain her composure. But it was a challenge she very much enjoyed. Tonight's set was a special one for the talent scouts in the audience tonight. She had rehearsed it several times before and moved on muscle memory. Just the same, her leg twitched involuntarily, catching her off guard. Shining sure wasn't making it easy for her.

He was no stranger to a mares flower, this being far from the first time he had foraged in the pussy buffet. Vinyl realized right away that he was no novice. His varied directions and speed of his tongue on her sensitive folds were a far cry from the bland, uninspired licking of other colts. Shining understood that finding the clitoris was all well and good. You get a little trophy and a pat on the back the first time you manage it. But it was only the proverbial tip of the iceberg.

Unlike a stallion, whose pleasure was a swift, steady ascent to climax, and then rapid denouement; a mares pleasure was a slow and bumpy rise to a high plateau. And once at that level, they could remain there for a long, long time. Shining took great discipline in giving attention to every part of her nethers. His tongue slid and flicked up and down along her slit, caressing her lips, spreading them, pulling as he gently sucked kisses along her petals.

The beat of the music reached a fever pitch, culminating in a crashing crescendo as the beat dropped for a pause. Vinyl rewarded Shining's efforts with her hoof running through his mane, pulling him into her harder, craving more. She gave his horn a few gentle stroke before she brought it back to the busy table. Not enough to really get anything going for him. But rather, it was meant as a sign of things yet to come. He looked up her white, fuzzy tummy. Laser lights whirled around above her and then froze with the music, Then, the banks of black-lights came up all at once. Not a half moment after the music had paused, the sub-woofers went into overdrive as the second half of the song picked up.

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The very stage rumbled beneath them with the powerful rhythm. Vinyl Scratch practically glowed as her white fur reacted to the black lights. In the dark concert room, she was as radiant as the sun. His memory of the dream of Celestia that morning had faded with the passing of the time over the course of the day. But seeing the DJ glowing like that above him, with her flavor still fresh on his lips, brought the vision of the dream back in crystal clarity.

He closed his eyes and allowed the reality around him to slip away once more as he pressed his snout back into the mares lap. He cranes and rolled his neck in little motions, the tip of his nose massaging her pubic mound and clitoral hood. He opened his jaw wide, cupping her whole crotch as his tongue snaked down to her honey hole, probing around the entrance.

Vinyl bit her lip. She could feel herself getting closer with each passing moment. Time moved for her in the only way she ever knew; beat by beat. By the beat of the tempo of the music, of the stallions mouth on her loins, of her heart pounding in her chest. Others in the industry had offered her various mind-altering substances. But she always refused. She didn't need it, or them. This moment, here and now, this rush of energy and endorphin, THIS was her high!

On either side of Shining's knees, she stood up on the very tips of her hooves as every fiber of her muscles tensed. He had been working tirelessly so far, but deliberately avoiding the one spot that would send her over the top. He tilted his head back for a final assault on her nub for a big finale. He barely touched her swollen clit when he felt her hoof on his head again, this time more aggressively, grabbing his mane in her hoof and pushing him away and downward.

Fearing that he had somehow overstimulated her, he didn't resist, and complied with the motion. But just as quickly, she pulled him toward her again. She scooted herself closer to the table and pushed him between her legs, lowering herself from on her tippy-hooves flat onto her hooves again. Shining, for his part didn't really understand what was happening from where he was. His face was in the underside of her blue tail. His confusion was given explanation as he felt her take a hold of his horn, guiding herself down onto it.

"Oh, I see what you're doing there." He said, more-or-less to himself. He craned his neck to help meet her halfway. As soon as she felt the tip slide down her pussy to her wanton entrance, she wasted no time sitting right down on his head. Shining had no difficulty taking the weight. He could easily support her, even in this exceptionally strange position. Her slightly-squatted stance hardly looked any different from her normal appearance to the crowd. The gyration of her hips was easily interpreted as grooving to the beat of the music. The reality behind the table was a much different story.

Vinyl took his horn into her wet vagina in a single, smooth motion, right to the hilt. Even spiral-ridged as it was, a simple up and down motion would have been woefully insufficient for the lustful unicorns. Once impaled, there she remained, rolling her hips and rocking forward and back, grinding her clit into the top of his head. Shining no longer had a front row seat to the action as before. Visually anyway. But the sensations of her pussy clenching and squeezing on his horn more than made up for it. The feeling of her warm, velvety love tunnel against his sensitive horn. And the trickle of her juices running down his cheek to the corner of his lips didn't hurt either.

The motion of her hips became more frantic. Her orgasm, so close before, denied, now returning with redoubled vigor. Her hips went from rocking, to shaking, to full-on convulsing as her orgasm overtook her. Crushed between her clenching thighs, Shining felt like his head was in a laundry machine on tumble as his brain rattled about inside his skull.

After a minute or so, her legs relaxed as the end of the track came down. Her climax had soaked his mane, plastering it to his head. His horn slipping from her warm nethers, he slumped to the floor, waiting for his world to stop spinning. Above him, her winking pussy continues to drip droplets of her wetness onto his cheek. The lights cut out once the song finished. She tapped him on the shoulder and motioned for the curtain. He scurried low across the floor, trying not to trip over his own erection.

From backstage, he watched the ivory unicorn finish her set to a roaring applause. She threw a couple of glow sticks out into the crowd as she walked off the stage. He expected her to head in the same direction as him. But she went off to the side, talking to a couple other ponies in suits. He couldn't hear what was said over the noise of the ambiance music and the crowd. But judging from her smile and enthusiastic hoofshake at the end, it seemed that whatever it was, it had gone well. Vinyl trotted back over to Shining, exiting the stage.

She took his hoof to lead him back through the the back hallway. As Vinyl and Shining got away from the noise he pulled his earplugs out. "They loved it!" She said, hugging him. "I have a meeting with them tomorrow for the contract signing! This is great!" She let him go and continued on. "Listen, about the noise, tonight is just a one-time thing. With this new deal, I'll be able to get a proper studio."

"Well, that's good. I don't want to-" He paused. "I was going to say, I don't want to have to come out here again. But if every time I did went like this, I suppose I wouldn't mind." He smiled. She gave him a coy grin in return. She put her hoof around the back of his neck, pulling him close, whispering into her ear.

"Well there's plenty more where that came from." She punctuated the sentence with a nibble on his ear.