Author's Note

So sorry it took so long but no inspiration really didn't hit me until now. I had to literally jump out of a plane to get some inspiration back into my life and if not the whole falling at a thousand feet per second, i would probably not even be close to finishing this.
Speaking of, falling at couple thousand feet did bring some new joy to me but little inspiration but i will take it. For the next chapters have been planned although short.
Anyways, sorry if this one is the only single chapter of this kind but i still wish to do the main one yet. There will be 3 more chapters and this book ends.
Thanks for your patience.
(No edit, sorry)

Dark Desires

Four Villainesses vs. Dusk Shine
Dark Desires

As is expected, Dusk remained in the library for the remainder of the day. Though that didn’t stop him from continuing his studies, Dusk was searching away to counter act the Villainesses that kept coming to him and… raping him.

He wanted to find some kind of repellent or a spell or anything to stop the Villains from coming back. Nightmare Moon was the first one and she promised that the others would come for him… literally.

Eris was… well chaotic and she can literally do anything impossible to possible. Chrysalis… left a mark that made him loose himself. Attacked not only by changelings but being spewed on and forced to sex with males as well.

Now all that was left was Queen Silhouette… former Queen Silhouette. His body shuddered at the thought of that… mare. She was evil, that’s for sure but she was also manipulative and insanely perverted.

She not only took over the Crystal Empire with an Iron Hoof, but she also enslaved many ponies, both male and female. She tried to even rape his brother, Shinning Armor. If being raped by Chrysalis wasn’t enough during the wedding.

Still, he had to find some way of protecting himself from her… and the others when they come back. He knew he couldn’t go to his friends now, they would probably smell him and either feel disgusted or be angry at him. He couldn’t send a letter to Celestia, if Nightmare Moon could detect it and interrupt it.

So now, he had to rely on books of his library to help. Spike was out trying to do stuff. (Apparently when he went back down, Chrysalis or one of them erased his mind or something that made him forget the changelings, along with a note saying that no messages should be sent or have him sent off to warn others, as he was being watched).

What made this more difficult was that his friends were trying to visit him, but he had to push them all away. Rainbow Dash even tried to break in through the window “accidentally” to get it. He had to create a shield around his home so they could remain outside.

Though the best part of this was that if they continued to see Dusk this way, their worries might alert the Princesses and then they could come and help him. As much as he hated pushing them away, perhaps this would be the best option for them all.

For the whole afternoon, he searched the library looking for anyway to repel or rid of the Villainesses from his life. So far, everything came back to the Elements of Harmony. All the Villainesses have been defeated in some way requiring them, though Chrysalis was beaten by love, Dusk had none of that with him. Sure the Elements of Harmony were with him right now, but they were practically useless without his friends.

He burned through spell books, enchantments, scrolls and even a few of Spike’s stupid comics. Though he had to stop when one came up with a Villainess came up on one of the comics, he immediately rejected it in search of something less of villains and more on real life.

Spike had come home at night, though he seemed to be completely blank as he came in. Dusk took noticed.

“Spike you okay?”

Spike shook his head to clear of the daze before looking at him.

“Huh?”

Dusk looked him over. They erased his mind again.

“Are you okay? Did something happen to you?”

Spike paused, not sure of what to say next.

“I uh… no? I think… just came back from Rarity’s.”

Dusk immediately went to him.

“Did she ask for me or ask what has happened to me?” he practically leaned closed to him. He begged that she was already worried and sending a message to the Princesses.

“Uh… no why would she? You just saw her this morning.”

“No I didn…” He paused. He then looked at him with an unsteady stare. “This morning?”

Spike gave a small nod.

“Yeah? You were there with us. Don’t you remember? You helped her test out some new lines for stallions. Though I don’t know what you did to make her upset, she kept giving you angry looks.”

They got to his friends too. Not only did they reach the girls but they wiped their memories. They allowed his friends to get angry at him for not being able to see him, only to erase their memories but subconsciously have them stay angry at him. They were using his friends against him and know he had no way of reaching the princesses.

“And the others?” he asked a bit absent-minded.

“Uh… Fluttershy saying something about a smell and Rainbow Dash kept saying something about… ‘hitting her head and forgetting’?”

Dusk fell onto his haunches and remained quiet. His gaze stared at blank space and Spike wasn’t sure if he was okay or about to have a mental break down.

“Uh… Dusk? You okay?”

Dusk opened and closed his mouth, trying to speak. He heard Spike but still was trying to process the new information.

“I uh… I am fine Spike I just,” His words came out jumbled and somewhat low. “I just trying to… remember it all.”

Spike gave an unease look.

“You make is sound you forgot about it? Jeez it was only like what? Early this morning?”

Dusk gave a slow blink before shaking his head.

“Yeah it must’ve… I must have been reading… a lot of…too much…” He paused before slowly turning around and heading upstairs.

“Where you going?” asked Spike, watching him slowly go up the stairs.

“… going to bed.” He answered monotone. “Tired. Need Sleep.” Was the following response. The next sound that followed was a thump on the bed before a long sigh.

Spike looked around the library too see a lot of books on the floor but not enough too really get a fuss over.

“So… you wanna me to clean the library?”

Dusk gave a wave of a hoof with a grunt.

“Whatever. Too tired.” Was the muttered response.

Spike gave a shrug and began picking up the books.

Night came and Dusk felt groggy as he woke up from his bed. He felt lousy and light headed.

“Spike?” he called out groggily. There was silence before a distance response was heard.

“Yeah?”

“… dinner ready yet?”

There was the sound of platters and pan shuffling.

“Almost! Making your favorite since you weren’t feeling to well.”

Dusk gave a small smile.

“That’s my Number 1!” He could practically hear the boast of Spike’s pride.

Dinner almost made Dusk forget the whole scenario earlier. He still ate silently, trying to figure out what to do in his current situation. He had no plans to combat four demi-goddesses and their powers on his own. They already manipulated and corrupted his friends, even Spike, which made it worse because Spike was the only one who could send letter to Princess Celestia.

He was a dragon, so he was naturally immune to most magic, but this must have been concentrated so he believed they were combing their magic to make him forget. Sure Dusk had cast many spells on Spike before, but after a time they stopped working slowly building immunization over time. Maybe after he built an immunization to their magic, he could finally get a letter to the Princesses!

If not them, then maybe to Cadance and Shinning Armor too! With the combined effort of all them, he was sure they will beat them all… right?

As Dusk settled on reading any book he could find on spells to repel the villainesses, he made sure to send off Spike to bed early. Knowing that throughout all fear, Silhouette was next to come soon and he had to prepare. Counter measures, traps, complex spells and more. He dug into his books, so much that the lack of his environment would be his downfall.

The room began to grow dark and silent. The candle light that Dusk had with him was the only light that was showing, as all else slowly began to cease into darkness.

A sudden chill ran up Dusk’s spine, but waved it off merely the coolness of the night settling in. However, it was untill he stopped looking at his book and stared up, only to see darkness. That chill then came back stronger than ever. His eyes slowly went wide and his heart began to pound. He couldn’t hear Spike’s breathing or anything. The flickering candle light was slowly loosing its fuel to the darkness. Dusk tried to use his magic to fuel it but he then felt a sudden pressure on his shoulder.

He didn’t dare look… he was to afraid, he was paralyzed and his mind was screaming at him to move, to run, to cast magic, anything!

“And from the darkness… comes fear.” She whispered. Her muzzle leaned in next to him and just for a second his eyes caught hers. Her blood red hues and her white fanged smiled gave him a chill that made his heart stop for a moment. She then blew the candle out.

Silence echoed everywhere and nowhere at all. It was black, his eyes straining to see anything, even a little light. He tried to use his magic but his horn felt numb as did the rest of his body. He felt… weightless in the sea of eternal abyss, his mind drew a blank. He tried to speak, say anything to hear anything, but his muzzle wouldn’t move though a taste did linger in his mouth.

He could almost taste something, something that akin to black cherry without the super sweetness, a bit of a bitter taste and… something else. What it was, he didn’t know, but the taste almost made him forget the darkness that encompassed him. Moving his tongue, he searched for the taste, hoping to taste it again. Yet, it seemed almost to disappear as soon as he tried. He tried to lean forward, trying to reach for it. A few drops of it landed on his tongue, lingering with a taste so wonderful and carried something that caused him to… stir.

His tongue met texture, a smooth and flesh like texture that was the heart of the taste. Reaching forward a bit more, his tongue lapped at the dripping thing above him. It felt so familiar yet he could not place it.

The taste and feeling running across his body nearly made him forget the abyss that surrounded him. His mind was starting to get foggy and despite the unease of his body feeling somewhat numb, he felt his arousal rising. His tongue continued to lap at the surface, almost as if he was licking lips. Lips that are incredibly wet and sweet.

The fluids continued and began to come in great amounts, almost like an endless stream. Not enough to lose his air for it but neither enough to satisfy him. His craving for it was almost instinctual as if this was something that he needed in his life.

His arousal stirred further and he wished he could use his hoof to rub where he imagined his sheath would be. He could feel his body rapidly rising and falling, his cock emerging from his sheath and his greedy need for this ‘fluid’ to continue to poor into his mouth. The air became toxic around him and the only way to escape the toxic ‘air’ around him was to shove his muzzle deeper into the lips.

From a distance, he heard the sound of a moan, a feminine moan at that and the more he dug in, the louder it got. His ears rang and twitched from the sound, as it drew closer and closer.

Then the lips around him started to move around his muzzle, dragging a larger form above him with his muzzle. Weight settle in and soon his whole snout sank in deep where no fresh air could be inhaled. Instead, the overwhelming high of these lips and its internal hot hole held onto all his air.

‘So gentle, so nice for a colt.’ A voice, a gentle deep voice, pursed through the air and his ears. Familiar, so haunting and so gentle.

‘You bring me so close… I am so close… you will not stop.’

Stop? Stop what? What was he doing that was bringing her close?

The juices fell, his nostrils begging for fresh air, his tongue starting to hurt from his use, his mouth filling to the brim with the nectar.

‘Yes…. I am CLOSE!’ Continue my colt, for I draw NEAR!’

That voice… so familiar, so dark and daunting, so evil…

Queen Sil…!

‘YES!’

The amount of fluids that came from her flooded his mouth to the brink, too much of it and not swallowing it in time, caused him to start chocking and coughing as her fluids sprayed his face.

Her body rubbed on his snout as she continued to climax wildly across his face. He managed to instinctively shove her off him, somehow getting his hooves to work before he drowned in her ecstasy.

Just as quickly, his vision filled lights and colors, if it a bit disoriented , continued to cough out all the fluids trapped in his lungs. He felt the bed beneath him soak with the fluids as he sat up trying to cough out the fluids and deal with the massive, raging arousal that was left untouched.

Silhouette sighed heavily as she came off her high and shuddered from her post-orgasm. Her legs threaten to give out on her on the moment, she slowly regained her energy and smiled towards Dusk Shine as he regained his composure.

“I must say colt, I rather enjoyed myself. I haven’t had an orgasm like that in over a thousand years. Even with my last suitor, he was nowhere near as you are with that… delightful tongue of yours.” She giggled.

Dusk tried to speak but the more he tried, the harder it was, whether trying to drink back in the wonderful taste or trying to spit it out so he could speak, he looked a total mess. She gave a snort.

“You should count your blessings, dear Dusk Shine. I honestly wish to use you more than anything, especially since I just now experienced your services… but the girls told me to use you once and then use you again when we return.”

Dusk looked up at her, gaining his breathing back.

“We will be back, to finish what we started and when we do… you will belong to us!” She laughed loudly before disappearing in a black shadow and disappearing into the walls.

Dusk kept his gaze up before collapsing right back down unto the soaked bed sheets. He sighed in annoyance as the after taste from the fluids settled in and the smell slowly lingered upon his face into a steady aroma.

“If they are all coming for me, then for Lauren Faust sake, buck me to Tartarus.” He said as his energy finally consumed him and he blacked out.

Somewhere in an unknown part of the world, beyond the boundaries of this reality, the creator herself felt a small twinge of red rise to her cheeks and she gave a gentle shake of her head.

“Sorry Dusk, maybe later.”