Mr. Blueblood's Lover II: Anger & Passion

It was not long before the rumor mill of the Canterlot elite ran wild with gossip about Prince Blueblood and his mysterious mare that he is now dating.

"Oh please, there are only three reasons why the prince would ever foolishly start a serious relationship with a mare." said one rich socialite of Canterlot to a gossip magazine reporter. "One, she's famous, two, she's ridiculously rich or three, she's a total slut."

"How much of a total slut?" asked the reporter.

"Instead of drinking the recommended eight glasses of water per day, it's eight glasses of semen instead."

"Oh, I get it." the reported laughed.

At the Canterlot airport, Admiral Hornblower and his first mate Unter See stood at attention as the carriage that carried their commander-in-chief the Lord High Admiral Prince Blueblood. Despite the fact that the title is only a formality and carries no real responsibility.

The carriage soon stopped in front of the two, a crowd of Canterlot elites stood at the sidelines to not only see the airship christening, but also the prince's newest lover.

The carriage doors opened to reveal the prince himself in formal dress uniform with various honorary and royal medals pinned on it. He gave a smirk to the officers and crowd before he helped his date down the carriage steps.

Everyone in the crowd was stunned, no one had a clue who that mysterious mare was. The mare wore a formal dress and also had a matching smirk. "Who is she?" murmured the crowd. "I never saw her before."

All the officers saluted at the presence of their Lord High Admiral and his date. The couple confidently walked down a red carpet to Admiral Hornblower and his first mate.

"Good day Sir Blueblood, pleasure to have you here for the christening." bowed the admiral. "The HHAS Avenger." he showed off the newest airship that was moored just outside the large hangar. It was basically a wooden sailing ship carried by a large hydrogen filled balloon.

"Ah yes," nodded the prince in agreement. "let's get this over with." he walked over to the bow of the ship, a small crowd gathered near the ship to get a better look at the christening, while Trixie stood off to the side next to the Admiral.

"That's my coltfriend." smugly whispered Trixie to the crowd around her.

Blueblood levitated over a bottle of champagne and began to recite the traditional Equestrian christening oath: "They that go down to the sea and sky in ships; That do business in great waters and clouds; These see the works of the Princess, and Her wonders in the deep and air." he proclaimed. "I name this ship the Avenger, may Celestia bless her and all who fly in her!" he loudly announced before he broke the champagne bottle against the airship's bow.

The entire crowd cheered as a brass band began to play the Equestrian national anthem and a choir began to sing. "Unbreakable Kingdom of freeborn Equestrians, Great Celestia has welded forever to stand. Created in struggle by will of the ponies, United and mighty, our Equine land!" everyone began to sing along. "Sing to the Motherland, home of the free, Bulwark of ponies in sisterhood strong. O Party of Equines, the strength of the ponies, To Princess's triumph lead us on!"

As the crowd sang, both Blueblood and Trixie met. The prince saw a smirk emanated from his date. "Yes darling?" he asked.

Trixie said nothing but kissed him deeply. The prince happily went along with, they both know exactly what they wanted.

The lovers suddenly stumbled into Admiral Hornblower's office, they really did not care since they were too focused on each other. Blueblood used his magic to close and lock the door before he pushed Trixie up against a wall, nearly knocking down a portrait of Hornblower's mother. Blueblood's tongue wrestled with Trixie's, while the mare was turned on by being pinned against the wall.

"Trixie loves...a stallion who takes charge." panted Trixie as her prince began to nibble her neck. The mare felt her entire body shiver. "Mmmm, that's my prince..."

The couple suddenly pushed each other over to the cluttered desk, the used their magic to shove aside all of the items on the desk down to a broken pile on the floor. Trixie leaned up against the desk and lifted up her tail and dress, to reveal her dripping and winking marehood. "Put it in me!" she demanded. She was quickly met by a slap to the face.

"Not with that demanding tone commoner!" spat Blueblood. Trixie played along. "Beg for it." he said with an evil smirk.

"Mmm..." Trixie pouted. "But Trixie wants it now!"

Blueblood used his magic to pull on Trixie's mane eliciting a loud moan. "BEG YOU DIRTY SLUT!"

"PLEASE STICK YOUR NICE THICK JUICY ROD INSIDE MY DRIPPING CUNT MY PRINCE, ONLY YOURS CAN SATISFY IT!" the mare yelled with anticipation and slight annoyance.

"Much better..." he smirked before he slowly inserted his throbbing cock inside the mare's inviting and dripping opening.

The mare gave a loud gasp at the feeling of finally being filled. "My prince..." she moaned. "...pound this dirty commoner..."

The prince obliged her request as he sped up his thrusting, loud slapping sounds echoed inside the office. As he pounded in and out of the mare, he also nipped at her ears and neck while his magic pulled on her mane.

"You are a naughty mare," he whispered in her ear. "fucking a member of royalty, you must be so desperate."

"This dirty poor slut loves fucking royalty..." she moaned in response. "they have amazing big cocks..."

"Then have at it..." he offered before he pulled out of inside Trixie and sat on the desk to give the mare a nice good look at his throbbing erection. He pointed it. "Enjoy your prize."

Trixie gave a smirk before she happily took the princely rod into her mouth as she rubbed her dripping marehood. Blueblood have a loud moan. "That's a good slut..."

The mare's head bobbed up and down along the erection, surprising him by how deep she can go. The stallion felt his cock twitch with anticipation as the pleasure started to become too much. "So good...that's it..." he grunted. Trixie continued her amazing oral treatment as she started to use her teeth to gently rub along the sides of thick rod. "Where you want...it..." he grunted as he felt his orgasm coming.

"All of this dirty sluts face, mark her like the bad slut she is." she said as she let go of the dick and sat down like a begging dog. "Mark her as yours." she closed her eyes and opened her mouth.

Blueblood obliged and with a few rubs of cock and a loud grunt, his seed shot out and landed all over the mare's face and mane, marking her. The mare just smiled in response and began to rub her wanting marehood. "Thanks my prince..." she moaned.

Suddenly, the office door opened as the Admiral walked in, everyone stopped what they were doing. "Prince?!" the Admiral exclaimed at the sight. He saw his office supplies all over the floor, and a mare who's face is covered in semen.

"What is it Mr. Hornblower?!" snarled the prince from the interruption. This intimidated the Admiral even more.

"Uh...your aunt is here..." he gulped. "to well...congratulate you..."

"Ugh!" he exclaimed with frustration. "Why can't she leave me alone!" he quickly straightened himself out, while Trixie quickly wiped her face clean with a decorative towel. The couple left the office and slammed the door shut behind them.

The Admiral quickly grabbed the used towel. "Oh come on! My mother knitted this!"

As Trixie and Blueblood walked out of the building, the mare quickly whispered to the prince. "Tell anyone that Trixie begged, and you're dead!" she warned with embarrassment. The prince just chuckled.

The both walked out to see Princess Celestia herself along with...HER!

"WHAT IS SHE DOING HERE?!" exclaimed the couple to Celestia.

"WHAT IS SHE DOING HERE?!" exclaimed Twilight to Celestia.

Celestia looked on awkwardly as she found herself in the middle. "I was not exactly anticipating this response..." mumbled the sun mare.

"What are you doing here Trixie?" asked Twilight incredulously.

"With my handsome coltfriend, and you?!" spat Trixie.

"With Celestia and-COLTFRIEND?!" the realization struck the princess of friendship.

Trixie laughed. "What, jealous that Trixie has a handsome prince, while you'll be forever a virgin?" she joked.

"He's a jerk!"

"He's MY jerk!" she stuck out her tongue at Twilight.

The purple unicorn just growled angrily, ready to attack before Celestia got in the way. "So, who wants to have a nice seven course meal at the castle?" she offered to the ground as she tried to keep the peace.

"No thank you auntie." said Blueblood. "We refuse to have a meal with those who disapprove of my lovely marefriend." he stated, nuzzling Trixie. "She's more of a mare than all the other mares out there, because she has the TEATS to act how ever she wants and I love it!" he snarled defensively. "Let's go hun, forget them, we'll have fun somewhere else." he said. Trixie nodded in agreement and stuck out her tongue at Celestia and Twilight one last time before she followed Blueblood to their carriage.

"Trixie and Blueblood...TOGETHER?!" Twilight could not comprehend this. She felt worry, annoyance and slight jealously envelop her.

"I for one am glad that my nephew finally found someone to occupy his time with." said Celestia matter-of-factually, not noticing her student's reaction.

"So my prince," began Trixie. "where are we eating instead?"

Blueblood gave a knowing smirk. "Well, I know just the place, the driver is taking us there as we speak." he gave Trixie as kiss on the lips.

After several minutes, the carriage stopped in its tracks. "Col. Rouge's Cajun Trinity!" announced the driver. Blueblood opened the carriage the door and helped his date out.

Trixie walked out to see the most surprising sight she has ever seen; an authentic Cajun restaurant. "Is that...is that...a restaurant actually operate by the great Colonel Rouge himself?!" she was stunned. "THE great chef from the bayou?!"

"You know him?" smiled the prince.

"Know him?!" she exclaimed. "He's a local hero! Trixie heard that it is extremely difficult to get a reservation here due to its high demand and low capacity."

"Not today it isn't." he stated. "I managed to reserve us the chef's table here."

"WHAT?!" Trixie was stunned. "HOW?!"

"I'm a prince remember? Duh." he chuckled as he lead Trixie inside the restaurant.

They walked inside and went up to the maître d'hôtel. "I have a reservation for the chef's table, under Blueblood plus one."

"Ah, right this way." said the maître d as he showed the couple to the kitchen.

The kitchen was busy, with smells of various spices and meals wafting in the air, the smells reminded Trixie of her mother's cooking when she was a foal growing up in the bayou. "We have our VIP's Col. Rouge." announced the maître d. He helped the couple to their table.

"Thanks Jean-Philippe, ah's take it from here." said Col. Rouge in a Cajun accent. A rotund bearded stallion in a chef's jacket walked up to the chef's table. "Welcome, Bienvenue, to my wonderful restaurant, ah am Colonel Rouge, what can ah do fo' ya?" he asked.

"I want you to serve us your most authentic Cajun foods you have to offer, all for my date who misses her home." said Blueblood as he looked through the menu.

"Ya from the bayou Mademoiselle?" asked the chef.

"Je suis, je suis monsieur." responded in Prench. "Né et a grandi."

"Il est rare que j'obtenir francophones cajun ici, ce sera un honneur de vous et le prince servir." the chef responded, impressed by this new mare. "I'll get you two a nice sampler platter." he turned to his kitchen brigade. "Plateau échantillonneur pour le couple charmant!" he yelled at them.

"Avec beignet sans fin!" yelled Trixie at the cooks.

Blueblood smiled at the sight. "Any other languages you know?"

"Well, aside from Cajun Prench, not really, but this place reminds me so much of home." she responded nostalgically.

"How was it like growing up there?" he asked.

"Trixie grew up dirt poor, it was just me and my mother, nopony else." she answered.

"How was she like?"

"A very hard worker, very stubborn and very hardheaded, she loved to cook and bake, and also practiced voodoo, she was a good parent though, Trixie wants to support her once Trixie finally makes it big."

"You have always been poor?"

"Yes, always." she confirmed.

"I can't comprehend how ponies can live like...I probably would never know how it's like." admitted Blueblood, he felt kind of bad for her, especially after hearing her upbringing.

A random cook walked up and left the couple a large basket of freshly made beignets. "Bien, dites-moi quand..." said the cook before he began sprinkling powdered sugar on it.

"C'est assez, merci." said Trixie. The cook stopped sprinkling the powdered sugar and walk away.

"Let dig in." smiled Blueblood before he levitied a beignet into his mouth. But he quickly realized that it was fresh out of the oven. "AHHH HOT!" he screamed as he felt his tongue burn.

Trixie just laughed in response. This is turning out to be her best date so far.