Duty Calls

By the end of the day Lavender was exhausted; considering that he'd spent many hours on the training ground, that was no small feat. He'd had to perform the most menial tasks: drying down the prince's mane ,softly so as not to cause him discomfort,bring him tea, get his measurements, and all manner of other activities that left him doing everything but his job. He didn't even get as much as a "Thank you" when he was dismissed as his charge was far more concerned with brushing his mane and admiring himself in the hoof mirror; quite how turning one's face to one side and pouting made any difference Lavender had no idea.

"At least the room is nice." He consoled himself. The room itself must've been half the size of the barracks, fit with all the lavish furnishings he could've imagined. Now he could rest .... "Lavender!" came the voice from upstairs, accompanied by the ding of a small bell.

Lavender groaned: "Where did he get a bell from?!" just managing to drag himself from the bed and make it upstairs.
"Yes,sir?" he said, neutrally as he stepped into Blueblood's garish suite. The prince was reclined on his bed,twirling one lock of hair in the mirror.
"I require warm milk before I sleep."
Lavender didn't let his annoyance show and said "At once,sir." trying hard not to let his words drip with acid. He turned about smartly and exited.
"Not too warm," Blueblood called, "you wouldn't want to scorch the Royal tongue, after all"

Lavender ignored this and reached the kitchen,grabbing the tabletop.

I've only been here a day and already I hate it! He exclaimed, mentally. He was shocked that Blueblood had got so under his skin in such a short time, It usually took weeks for his annoyance to boil over,but he could barely suppress it! "No, you can do this! Stonehoof believes in you! He forced a smile and grabbed Blueblood's milk.

The bell rang again: "Oh,Lavender...my milk" he called,accentuating the last word so it sounded more like: "Miiillkkk".

Lavender grimaced, "Coming,sir! " The heater was taking too long so he took the glass and touched his horn to it,turning the contents to a pleasing heat. He rushed back up the steps and handed it to the waiting prince.

Blueblood smiled and took it,taking one sip and handing it back to Lavender. "That will do."

"Sir? Don't you want the rest?" The prince's mouth upturned and he spoke as if to a foal: "I handed it back to you,didn't I? That means I'm done."

"Very good,sir." Lavender said stiffly and took the glass away,inwardly fuming. He got into bed and waited for more summons,mercifully, none came.
It continued very much like this for the next two days; on the fourth Blueblood was entertaining guests and Lavender stood guard in the corner,pretending not to hear a thing.
One of Blueblood's companions, a cyan pony with an upturned snout, began talking very loudly about him. "Oh,so you have a new bodyguard?"

"Oh,yes." Blueblood's voice carried, "The others all resigned for some reason. I guess the standards at the Royal Academy are slipping if they shirk their duty so easily."

Their simpering laughter grated at Lavender's usually mild temper: "I worked hoof and nail to get picked for the Academy! You know nothing!" he thought,imagining Blueblood's face if he said it aloud and smiled to himself.
Blueblood snapped: "Lavender!"
He jumped, "Yes,sir?"

"Come here so my friends can get a look at you." Lavender walked over and stood still as stone while the company looked him over as if he were a prized pet.

"I love the hazel coat, and those eyes!" said one.

"Is that a straw yellow tail and mane I spy?" said another.

Lavender tried hard to keep himself from flushing, If it was from anger, or embarrassment, he couldn't tell; he was a Royal Guardsman after all and not some plaything.

Soon enough the interest faded and he was bade to fetch them drinks. When he returned it seemed they were still talking about him.

"You must do something about his armour,my prince. It's clunky and not at all in fashion." said 'Upturn' .

"That's because it protects me from dying, It isn't there just for show. Lavender retorted, in his head.

"I've seen a few chaps with this dashing purple armour and crest." chimed another.

Blueblood looked at him: "Is that so,Lavender?"

He was surprised to be asked his opinion: "Well,yes,sir. But that's reserved for officers."

Blueblood tutted "Now,that won't do. You are my personal guard after all. I can't have you walking around in..." he wrinkled his nose in distaste ,"that." he waved his hoof and Lavender took this as his queue to leave,biting back his outrage.

Late into the night the party continued to chatter and Lavender tactfully tuned out, unless his name was spoken,which it was, regularly and loudly. Lavender gave Blueblood his nightly sip of milk and went to bed. Although, tonight was different. The bell rang every 15 minutes, in quick succession, for ridiculous reasons: "Does my mane look good?", "I think I saw a spider!" , "Tuck me in?" When the ringing started again the dam broke. Lavender marched up the stairs to find Blueblood lying on his belly and whinging.

Clop starts here. TL;DR: Sex. Lavender sleeps with Blueblood.

Without thinking, Lavender walked up and spanked the royal rear, earning a yelp from Blueblood and a slight quiver in the creamy ass.
They were both silent,in shock.

Blueblood broke the silence first: "Y-you struck me!" The Prince's eyes were wide.

"I did,sir." Lavender managed to say.
Blueblood's head reared back, like a snake about to strike. Suddenly, he stopped and a slow smile crossed his features.

"Kiss it better." he said,presenting his ass to the confused guardsmen.
"Sir?"
"You heard me, It's only right. "

Lavender thought over his choices while staring at the pert ass. He leaned forward and prepared his lips. At the last moment Blueblood shifted so the kiss landed on his tight hole.
"Clumsy me!" he said, with mirth.

Lavender could imagine the smirk from here. He blushed wildly, but found the move oddly arousing. He might not have liked the prince as a person, but the royal was one of the most sought after stallions in the realm.

Blueblood smiled and tickled the thinking guardsman's nose with his tail. "See? that wasn't so hard." He motioned with his eyes, "but I can't say the same for you."

Sure enough,Lavender's dark colured member was standing at attention. To quiet Blueblood Lavender stuck his tongue to the prince's hole, moving in slow circles, before pushing against the entrance teasingly. Blueblood squeaked and gasped as the tongue entered, warm, wet, and probing.
The guardsmen found the taste pleasing,not too bitter.

As he probed deeper he provoked more noise from the prince and he found himself wanting it more. Eventually Blueblood pushed him back and sat up, looking over the guardsmen with his dazzling blue eyes, but no longer in a piercing, critical way.

"Why don't you take that armour off?" he said, in a low and silky voice,trailing his hoof on the bedsheets.

Lavender obediently stripped down, grateful for the release on his crotch.

Once he was done,Blueblood motioned: "Come here."

Lavender climbed onto the bed,his head a mess of confusion and hormones. Blueblood's smile,where once it had been infuriating,was now inviting.
"Ah,ah ,ah." said the Prince, with a wave of his hoof,"lie across my lap." Lavender obeyed and Blueblood began teasing his tail,making it rise and fall as he stroked.
"You're a bad boy,aren't you? " He said, in a musical way. Lavender didn't respond and was rewarded with a spank that made him gasp aloud.

"Revenge." Blueblood said, before giving him a few extra smacks that reverberated in the space,the guardsmen's ass clenching and relaxing with the rise and fall of his hoof.
While there was some pain in Blueblood's actions,it was also highly arousing. The guardsman panted,looking into his prince's eyes.

"I haven't heard an answer." The prince smiled and brought his hoof down.

"I'm bad." mumbled Lavender.

"What was that?" The prince asked, innocently,bringing his hoof down hard.

"I'm a bad boy! "

The prince smirked: "Yes,you are."

Lavender blushed after he registered what he'd said. Blueblood pushed him back, gently,presenting a fully erect,gray coloured shaft.
"You know what to do?" He asked, kindly, all arrogance gone from his expression. Lavender went a deeper shade of crimson as he examined the shaft: a flared head,thick body ,and large balls at the base.

Lavender breathed a bit harder as he got closer and placed his tongue at the base, before sending it upward, in a slow stroke,stopping at the head and moving this tongue in a circle around it before planting a kiss on the urethra.

Blueblood watched his motions with interest. "Seems to me like you've done this before."

Lavender blushed "No,sir." he went back to licking around Blueblood's thickness.

"Cute and a virgin! This is per-fect! The last half of the word came out in a moan as the blushing Lavender took the prince's shaft into his mouth and began to suck,his eyes closed from embarrassment at the prince's words.

The head tasted faintly salty and he found himself enjoying the sensation. Blueblood's legs bucked and his moans more frequent.
Lavender prepared himself and pushed his mouth further down the thick length,struggling not to gag as the head hit the back of his throat

The prince moaned louder still and Lavender tasted a small sliver of salty semen on his tongue,bringing his head back again and diving back down.

Blueblood's shaft twitched. Moments later a thick jet of the thick, salty fluid hit the back of Lavender's throat and he pulled back to receive a warm load over his face before the flow stopped.

"Wow..." said Lavender, in awe.

Blueblood laughed: "Wow,indeed."

They stared at each other and Lavender looked away: "Will that be all,sir?

Blueblood pressed a hoof to the guardsman's muzzle: "Shhh,no sir now. Turn around for me?"
Lavender did so,marveling at the softness of his touch.

Blueblood lifted the guardsman's tail and planted a kiss on his tightly shut hole,doing as Lavender had done at the start: slowly circling the puckered hole and sending his tongue to probe the inner walls,earning soft gasps from his companion.

Blueblood smirked and darted his tongue inside,probing first in one place, then another, while moans of bliss reached his ears.

After a while Blueblood stopped and moved back, a thin trail of saliva linking tongue and hole. "Are you ready for more?" He asked,already knowing the answer.
"Yes!" The guardsman was in the thrall of passion now.

The prince smiled and flared his horn,wreathing his newly hardened shaft in protective magic before probing the guardsman's welcoming entrance.

It was just as tight as he expected from a virgin. He struggled to find a beachhead as Lavender's inner muscles fought his efforts; speaking of which,the pony was lying belly down,raising his ass higher to assist, while moaning, unashamedly.

Despite the fierce resistance, Blueblood carefully pressed on as the inner muscles relented slightly. The grip on his shaft was like a vice, making it all the more pleasurable as he pulled back and pushed back in, mounting the other and pressing down on his shoulders.

Blueblood's magic was not only protective as Lavender soon realised: a tingling sensation accompanied each thrust, making vibrations course through him, teasing every spot as they past. He felt himself leaking and completely surrendered as the shaft pulled back so that only the head remained inside and slammed back in.
With a loud moan that could've been heard in the Academy, Lavender came on the sheets, while his partner did the same inside him; he whimpered at the sensation of being filled as his back legs gave out .

He heard a sucking sound as Blueblood's cock was released.

The panting prince noticed the stain and said, tiredly, "Now...look.... what... you.. did." being unable to summon his stern voice. He brought the exhausted Lavender into his hooves and smiled before pulling the sheets over them.

Author's Note

My first attempt at a clop scene-hope it's not too bad!