When You're the Princess of the Night

Strong Shield swung open the door of his flat, stepping aside to allow the majestic alicorn entry to his domain. He swung a hoof inward, gesturing for her to step in first. With a curt nod and pleasant smile, she led the way, observing his small yet pleasant home.

"It is... cozy."

The stallion laughed slightly, shaking his head with an agreeing smile.

"It's a good job I actually have a place to go to that isn't my mum's. Guards don't often need a home to go to."

The Princess blushed as she realised he was entirely correct. She shyly did not say anything for the next several moments. After a seemingly prolonged silence, the buck spoke up.

"I'll, um, go run us a bath."

He stopped, realising what he just said.

"Er, I mean, you. I'll go run you a bath."

He laughed nervously, causing the princess to become slightly more comfortable as she realised both parties were in the same boat. She smiled pleasantly at her host.

" 'Us' is fine. We both need to bathe, do we not?"

Strong Shield held a hoof to his chin in what might of been a thoughtful pose, had a smile not found it's way to his muzzle.

"Yes. Yes I suppose we do."

He turned off and headed 'round the corner, entering the only hallway in the flat, while Luna her self stayed in the living area. She slowly walked around the clean room, observing but not touching. (She didn't want to risk their mess spreading to any of his belongings, after all.)

Looking at a selection of books that ran along one of the shelves, she heard the sound of water sputtering out of a facet, hungry for fresh air after a prolonged time set in pipes. After hearing it run for a moment, she could hear it begin to pool on itself. Poking his head from around the corner, Strong Shield made a brief appearance.

"Bath'll be ready in about a minute. Um, help yourself to the fridge?"

And then his head retreated, gone to make sure that there wouldn't be an overflow in the wash room. Luna nodded at his offer before he had left, but did not take him up on it. Not at all because she wasn't hungry (she was starving), but because a taste was left lingering in her mouth, one that she found pleasant and did not wish to rid herself of.

After another minute or so of paroozing his selection of reading material, Luna found herself jumping in abrupt shock against the hoof that had sneaked it's way behind her and rested on her flank.

"Oh! Um, sorry. Just, uh, wanted to let you, uh, know the the, the bath is ready."

The Guardian of Dreams sighed, nodding as she followed him to his wash room and bath. She looked at it in a mix of happiness (at wanting to be clean) and sadness (again, due to the end result of being clean) but eventually began to remove her garments.

Strong Shield politely waited as he watched the princess de-clothe herself. First the boots, then the crown, finally her neck piece. After she was suitably naked, she stepped carefully into the rather large tub and slipped under the surface of the water. A childish smile splayed across her muzzle, disrupted slightly by the water, but played out fully in her gorgeous blue eyes.

Strong Shield too found his way into the tub, positioned so that he was facing her and mimicking her crocodile-like head level and returned with his own goofy smile. Their eyes met briefly, the two blushing and then laughing at their silliness. (Though, neither could probably tell you what exactly was so hilarious.)

Reaching for a bar of soap, Strong Shield passed Luna one of her own. She sighed quietly to herself when he wasn't looking, quickly formulating a plan as the handsome pony swivelled his head back towards her. When he saw her again, she was holding her hoof outside of the tub, her own bar of soap resting on it. With a dramatic slowness, she tilted her hoof, allowing the bar to slide out of it and fall to the wash room floor.

"Oh, dear me. It would seem I have dropped my soap and now it's all dirty. Oh well, I suppose you will have to wash me with yours."

She cast a flirty smile at her tub-buddy, who had to do all he could internally to avoid smashing one of his hooves to his face. With a blush and smile, he nodded, to which Luna had a slight giggle. She turned around and, placing her hind-hooves on the sides of the tub, slowly pushed herself until her back was up against his stomach. She slid down until her head was lower than his, taking up considerable tub space even with him sitting all the way up.

She smiled back and up at him from her position, ignoring (yet noticing), the growing flesh pressing against her back. She could hear the beating of his heart begin to pick up pace as he slid the soap across her chest. She sat quietly as he cleaned her up, the two just enjoying each other's company in the tub. After the slow process of removing the filth from her body was done, she offered to clean him in return. He simply raised a hoof and shook his head at the offer.

"No, I'll finish myself up here. You go and make yourself at home, please."

Reluctantly, she stood up in the tub, water running off of her sides as she did so. She removed herself from the warm bath and company of Strong Shield, reaching for a towel to dry herself. After thoroughly running the now damp cloth over her body, she hung it on one of the hooks he had in the bathroom. She smiled back at him as she closed the door, sighing and dropping to her rump in contemplative boredom as the door obscured her. She went to go back to his shelf, but decided that she really needed to eat, making a sudden course-correction half way to the plethora of books.

At the fridge, she scanned it's contents. Not much of it had been filled, and what did had probably enough preservatives that should somepony eat them, their body would continue to exist long after their soul did. Heck, for all she knew, this cake could survive an explosion and two-hundred-plus years of sitting in this fridge. However, she eyed the confection hungrily, I am really hungry.

She took out the cake and put it on a plate. She looked at the cake for several moments before resolving to just float the entire thing into her mouth, forgoing the silverware. With a smile of satisfaction, she levitated a hoofkerchief to her mouth so as to remove any crumbs. The happiness present on her face only grew as she heard the loud swirling of water down the drain. She decided she would try to be fun, scaring him as soon as he set hoof out the door.

She quickly, quietly stationed herself to the side of the door, prepared to jump at him. She got herself ready to pounce and waited.

And waited.

And waited...

She sighed when she decided the stallion was taking too long. Straightening herself up, she pushed in the door, much to the shock of the self-fornicating stallion behind it.

In moments Strong Shield was on his hooves, face a shade of red that Luna was previously unaware existed and sputtering excuses to himself as his previously erect member shrank back into itself. She rolled her eyes as she slowly advanced on him and pressed her muzzle to his in an intense, passionate kiss. With a 'POP', Strong Shield found himself on the couch in his living area, the beautiful blue alicorn positioned above him suggestively.

"If you were ready for more, you should have told me." Luna flirted at him with suddenly seductive eyes. She then quickly descended down the length of his form, mouth stopping above the regrowing cock that had been forced to diminish less than a minute before. A single lick from her warm tongue forced the entire length to immediately harden, slapping against the stallion's stomach as it stiffened.

She smiled and took the cock in her mouth, sealing her gentle lips around the shaft just below the tip, caressing the latter with compassionate little flicks of her tongue. She closed her eyes in satisfaction as the recently familiar taste of salty precum stimulated her tongue. She lowered her head further into his crotch, consuming more of his member as she let her tongue slide under the bottom of his shaft.

She began circling her tongue around the putz when she felt him push his hips up into her muzzle. She was about to pull her head off slightly so that the massive stallion wouldn't choke her when she felt his strong forehooves at the back of her head. Her eyes widened as his swollen tool continued deeper into her mouth, reaching the back of her throat. She unintentionally let out a quiet 'ulg' when her nose reached the base of the stallions member. She, surprisingly, found that the stallion's wood did not bother her too much and she allowed him to continue, with her tongue running over the end of his cock every time the opportunity presented itself, right before it travelled back into her throat, causing another 'ulg'.

She was beginning to think that maybe he wasn't enjoying it when she could suddenly feel a change in the way he moved. He was going slower, and less frequently. Realising that he was trying to avoid cumming, she decided it was her turn to have a little fun. She quickly placed her hooves on either side of his cock and began bobbing her head rapidly. As she did this, she started sucking lightly, creating a little vacuum around his member. She could feel the skin of his tool tighten as she heard him speak up.

"L-Luna, I-I was tr-trying to, ung, f-fu-fuck!"

Luna smiled slightly to herself as she could feel the stallion cumming in her mouth, coating every inch of the inside of it as she tried to make room for more by swallowing with every burst of the pearly juice. She could feel his load becoming less and less each time but continued to suck fervently, intent on getting every bit of the stallion's seed.

She smiled to herself as she let the diminishing putz settle, watching as a pleased Strong Shield lay back, panting slightly. With a serene tilt of her head, Luna teleported her and her companion to his bedroom. Exhausted, she closed her eyes to go to sleep (noting to herself that this was one of the very few times that she did so at night). Strong Shield himself lay there next to her, also extremely exhausted.

Hearing the steady breathing from his bedmate, Strong Shield smiled in the dark, rolling onto his side and enveloping the Princess of the Night in his hooves. The latter easily complied with his advancements in a sort of dream-like state, smiling herself as she felt a gentle nuzzling in her mane.