Painful Beginnings

The first thing Derek feels upon waking up is pain. Everything hurts, it feels like he’d been running a couple marathons between on the mat with his old instructor, and his body is NOT happy with it. The side of his neck was hot and stiff, as if Gilda had nipped him again, and now that he was focusing on it, she’d probably managed to slice his back up a bit too. He licks dry lips, trying to work some moisture back into his mouth as he starts checking body parts to insure they’re still attached. After that, he cracks open his eyes, suppressing a hiss of pain as the ambient light in the room attempts to burn its way down his optic nerves.

After a moment, his eyes adjust and he stares blankly up at the ceiling. ‘So I’m in my room, that’s good. Now what the literal fuck happened?’ he asks himself, trying to stay as still as possible. ‘I think… oh, the booster, right. I took that… then me and Bloom…’

As he continues to try and piece together the events of the night before, he sluggishly rolls his head left, away from the window and the rather painful light it’s letting in. Beside him, laying by his upper body, Gilda is sleeping as well, but she also appears to be wearing… ‘Is that a hawk’s hood?’ Derek asks himself, blinking owlishly as his sluggish mind tries to comprehend the sight before him.

Gilda does indeed appear to have a synthetic leather hood that’s covering her eyes and ears, but leaving her beak free, the sort of thing Derek had seen them keep hunting falcons in, only sized up to fit the gryphon. ‘Where. The. Fuck. Does Sunny get this shit?’ he asks himself before shrugging mentally and turning his attention away from the rather odd sight. ‘If I didn’t know any better, I’d think there was one hell of a party going on last night,’ he jokes inside his mind, trying to ignore the rather annoying headache he’s got right now, probably dehydration if the events they’d had planned the night prior were any indication.

Derek grimaces, even the thought of sex right now actually makes him kind of nauseous. Turning his attention further down, he smiles at the sight of an obviously happily sated Icy Bloom curled up against his leg, her fur is still matted from their activities the prior night. Spending a moment to revel in the pleasant feelings of a job well done, Derek blinks as he realizes there’s a large form on his other side, a large, warm, and furry form.

Turning his head slowly and painfully, he spends a moment staring blankly at the sight of Princess Luna laying beside him, taking up half the bed all by herself, an obviously cum-stained muzzle nestled on his right shoulder before rolling his eyes. ‘Sunny likes some kinky shit sometimes, I swear, wonder why she didn’t change back after though, I thought keeping a form up was a constant drain, albeit a small one. Although she certainly has enough power at her disposal, I wonder if…’

Derek’s thought processes suffer a fatal error and come crashing to a halt as his brain tries to make sense of the sight in front of his roving eyes. “Bu-bu-but…” he stutters aloud as he stares at something that absolutely can’t be there.

Curled up in her favorite chair, probably because there wasn’t enough room in the bed, lays a black chitinous form Derek had come to recognize anywhere, even to the point of knowing her from others of her kind. Sunny has a smile on her muzzle and her wings are giving a slow and lazy twitch behind her as she obviously has a happy dream of some sort.

Derek glances between the black form of Sunny Mind and the dark blue shape of the Lunar Princess a moment as his eyes widen in mounting terror. ‘Calm down Derek,’ he screams in the silence of his mind. ‘It’s probably just another changeling, we probably just broke one of the house rules, I’ll probably have to make it up to the others. Disrupt the changeling’s form, make sure, and go from there! Nothing to it!’ he silently enthuses, hanging onto his sanity by a thread.

Reaching up with his unrestrained left hand, and trying to quell its shaking, Derek rests it lightly on the obvious fake Luna’s horn and concentrates. This causes his headache to immediately spike, but his desperation allows him to power through it. After a moment, he feels his aura move, and the Astral effect of her mane suddenly disappears, leaving a light blue mane of mundane hair in its place, but her form doesn’t waver.

Derek’s breath starts accelerating as adrenaline hits his system like a freight train. He spends a moment hyperventilating as he stares at the dark form resting beside him contentedly, one of her wings stretched out over his legs with the rather pleasant feel of her soft feathers covering them like a warm blanket, and then he screams.

***

A cacophony of groans is the primary means of communications being used as four very sore, very tired creatures, each one of a different race, take a seat at the kitchen table. Derek actually needed assistance in moving, his legs were all but unable to bear his weight and his pelvic muscles had required a minor painkiller spell.

“Good morning, everypony!” Sunny Mind states in a very quiet, but still overly happy and chipper voice. “Did you enjoy your sleep?”

“Would somebody please shut the bug up?” Gilda all but whines, wincing as her posterior reacts negatively to contact with the seat she’s sitting in, even with the addition of a pillow by Sunny Mind.

“Gilda, shut up,” Bloom orders as she rubs her forehead. “Sunny, really?” she asks, glancing at the overly happy changeling. “How are you so-”

“chipper?” Sunny interjects.

“-not sexed out?” Derek finishes for Bloom. “Last thing I remember, I fucked these two so hard they passed out, and I still couldn’t finish,” he states with a nod of his head at Bloom and Gilda, studiously ignoring the fourth entity sitting at our table.

Pretty much everyone at the table gives him a blank stare. “Thou-” Luna clears her throat. “You do not remember what happened last night after that?”

Derek shakes his head slowly. “Nooo, I really don’t.” Sunny chuckles, working the coffee machine and making a pot of tea simultaneously as she watches the proceedings with the same self-satisfied grin on her lips.

The Princess of the Night opens her mouth to respond further, but ends up coughing some more before Sunny steps in. “Okay everypony, you’re all dehydrated. Lets hold off on talking further until the drinks are ready, huh?” She asks cheerfully.

Derek and the rest all glance at each other before coming to a nonverbal agreement. Derek closes his eyes and rests his head in his hands they wait, still trying to make sense of the situation, and why every-fucking-body else is perfectly okay with Princess Luna’s presence. ‘I mean, it’s VERY obvious I defiled a fucking Goddess last night, her muzzle is STILL stained a little, and Sunny aside, I’m the only one in the damn house who has a working penis.’ He mutters within the safe silence of his mind. Thinking about his cock only causes it to send him a twinge of pain, further reinforcing the thought that what he remembers is probably only a part of what really went on last night. Derek lets out another groan as he tries, again, to recall what happened. But he keeps drawing a blank, it’s like he went out on the town and got absolutely smashed, only without the fun of getting drunk off his ass, and forgetting what was obviously an unforgettable night. “Dammit.”

“hmmm?” Bloom asks from beside him, leaning over to nuzzle his cheek and hand, Derek shakes his head and returns the attention with a nuzzle of his own, albeit slowly to avoid upsetting his head further.

About a minute later, Sunny starts setting out cups and brings over a pot coffee as well as a teapot. “‘Fraid it’s only a simple blend of Earl Gray, Derek over there didn’t stock up very well on tea,” the changeling states apologetically to Princess Luna.

Derek rubs his forehead with his fingers. “Bloody tea drinkers, this ain’t england, you know,” he snarks before coughing a bit himself.

Sunny rolls her eyes. “And I have no idea where that is, so shut up and drink,” she orders in that same cheerful tone, passing him a cup of coffee as well as a small vial of a clear liquid. Derek raises a brow at the vial she’s hoofing out to everyone else except the princess. “It’s a metabolizer, wait until I get some food set out, but it should help after last night,” she chuckles.

Luna blinks as she sips her tea, glancing down at the cup, she drops a couple sugar cubes into it before glancing back up at the others around the table. Seeing no overt reactions, she decides to ask herself. “You’re giving him a potion? Are you sure its effects won’t be similar to the ‘booster’?” She asks, shifting a little to try and take some pressure off her rather sore nethers.

Sunny nods. “Yep, already tested it in small amounts-” She blinks as what she just said registers. “-with his foreknowledge and permission,” she finishes, Luna nods and turns her head back to her tea. Derek watches the two of them chat with complete comfort and wonders what the effing effity eff he’s missing.

Derek sighs and tosses back the coffee in a couple quick gulps, ignoring the burn as it goes down, he’s had worse. “Alright, if no one else wants to start the ball, I will.” He glances around the table at the various occupants, each of whom is still showing some discomfort, especially Gilda, he must have ridden her hard last night. Strangely, the thought fills him with a certain amount of satisfaction. Shaking the distraction from his head, Derek sighs. “You three-” he gestures at Icy Bloom, Gilda, and Sunny Mind. “-I understand, and whether I remember it or not, I’m glad it was memorable for you because I don’t think I’m touching a booster ever again. But-” he grimaces and turns to Luna, still unsure on how to handle it. “-I’m sorry, Princess, but I have no idea what I did, and I’m very sorry for it. But-”

Luna sighs and stares into her teacup as if it held an answer of some form. “Nay, calm yourself, young Derek. What happened last night was entirely consensual. I was coming to your house due to an investigation involving the possibility of a changeling-” she gestures at Sunny with a hoof. “-having taken refuge in your household. When I arrived and discovered her, you made a rather passionate defense, I dare say you held me down to make it as well,” she states with a smirk.

Derek nods slowly. “That… I kinda forgot they’re not allowed in this country,” he states with a sheepish grin and a shake of his head. “But what do you mean; ‘I held you down to make it’?”

Luna opens her mouth but Sunny waves a hoof quickly. “I may be able to help with that,” she states smugly, Derek gives her an even stare, not willing to expend the energy to play her little game. After no one speaks for a moment, Sunny sighs. “I think I can help you remember,” she states, rolling her eyes.

Derek blinks at her in confusion. “Wait, what? How?”

Sunny walks up between Derek and Bloom. “Last night, when we err, well, when Luna threatened me, you… ah, well. You opened up to me enough to allow me to use my magic within your aura,” she states warmly.

Derek spends a moment staring at her as Bloom reaches out to wrap the changeling in a hug. “Good for you!” she cheers, nuzzling a very happy Sunny.

Gilda nods her head slowly. “Way to go, Bug Breath, guess you're fully part of the pack now, huh?” She asks with a smirk before wincing and shifting around a bit. “I wondered what was going on last night-” She glances at derek before looking away with a small blush.”-but the first warning I got that anything was going on was you pulling me out of bed and tieing me up. Then you stuck a hood on me, I spent half the night being ridden!” She growls.

Derek nods slowly, ignoring her ever-present aggression as he considers what he heard. “Wow, okay, yeah. Sooo, I apparently managed to bond with Sunny the same way I am with Bloom to take on one of the most powerful entities on this planet and win. And THEN, I decide to have a wild orgy later that night sparing nothing and no one.” Derek states with an amused expression at the absurdity of it all before giving Gilda a sideways glance. “And you know you're into that kind of kink Gilda, so shut up.”

Gilda splutters a moment but Bloom gives her a glare much like her namesake and the gryphon grumpily subsides. “Right, well, that’s all well and good. But why was Luna dragged into our little… event last night?” Bloom asks, shrugging apologetically at Luna, but not backing down.

Derek shrugs. “I guess I need to find out, Sunny?”

Sunny nods and extricates herself from Bloom’s grasp, reaching out with her forehooves, she pulls Derek’s head down slightly. “This shouldn’t hurt, but if it does, say so,” she states before her horn lights up and she rests it lightly on his forehead.

***

Derek rubs the lightly snoring gryphons thighs, contemplating another go, whether she’s conscious or not. Maybe he should break out some of the tools Sunny seems to have packed away in the closet, see what he can do to-

Sunny reaches out and touches Derek on the shoulder. “My turn, big guy,” she purrs. “Let the little song bird have a couple minutes before you pull her back up, in fact,” she licks her lips, the mind behind her eyes gauging his state very carefully. “I’ll show you how to really break her in, does that sound fun?” she asks with a throaty chuckle.

Derek inhales and exhales several times, forcibly slowing his breathing and trying to calm down. “Right, thanks Sunny,” he says, knowing what she was doing, distracting him before he did something they all might regret. After all, Gilda liked domination, but taking it too far was still possible, and in his state, probable.

Sunny nods and licks his cheek, Derek chuckling lightly at the feel of her long tongue sliding across his face. “Mmm, salty,” she chirps, Derek gives her a deadpan look in return as she looks his back over, spending a moment to lightly seal the scratches, his body can handle the rest.

“Cute,” he states dismissively, slowly pulling himself out of Gilda, his length making an audible pop as it slips out. “How do you want to do this?” He asks, reaching out to caress her, his libido already screaming for action.

Sunny hops backwards and grins. “Come on stud, let me teach you a little about nonconsent play,” she states with a grin.

Derek gives a frustrated snarl. “Look, I’m not into ra-”

Sunny interrupts him with a snort. “Yes, you are. And so is she,” she retorts, waving a hoof at Gilda. “She’s just a little too proper to come right out and ask, and you’re a little too stubborn to acknowledge it isn’t degrading if your partner wants it except in the heat of the moment. And watching the two of you dance around the subject is painful,” she deadpans. “Now come on, I know just the pony!” Sunny chuckles as she walks out the bedroom door, shifting her tail aside to flash him a glimpse of her still dripping slit.

Derek growls but crawls off the admittedly crowded bed to follow after her, the moment he steps through the door there’s a bright green flash of fire and Sunny’s familiar form is replaced by a pale yellow earth pony with a reddish mane and a rosebud, stem, and two leaves for a cutiemark, one who he recognizes instantly. “Roseluck,” he states evenly, watching her to see what she’s playing at.

‘Roseluck’ slowly turns her gaze to look up at him from across the room, her eyes shrink down and she starts back up slowly, lowering herself towards the ground in an attempt to appear less of a threat. Her mouth opens and closes several times, but nothing comes out.

Derek stares at her evenly for a moment before sighing. “Yes, Sunny, we know. Roseluck is hardly the bravest pony out there. But she’s also a nice pony, and she knows her flowers, so kindly get to the point,” he states exasperatedly, his erection still begging for attention, though it's calmed somewhat.

Instantly, the look of fear on Roseluck’s muzzle disappears and she stands back up with a confident smile. “Actually, the point is that you’re going to fuck me like, how do you say; your ‘bitch’, and you’re going to make me like it.”

Derek blinks at her a moment before rolling his eyes. “Right, no, maybe if you put on Gilda’s form, or even Blooms, heck, I’ll dom you if that what you really want, but I’m not sleeping around outside the-”

“You will if you want some of this,” Roseluck interrupts, swinging her rear around placing a hoof on her flank, pulling her tail up and spreading her rear. Instantly his softy isn’t so soft, and Derek’s face tightens as his body start reasserting its demands to copulate until it finds release. Instantly, her eyes widen as her face once more takes on a scared look. “Please… d-don’t eat me, mister animal. I-I’ll do anything you w-want, please, just spare me,” she begs, lowering her head submissively, but leaving her rear up in the air and giving it a slight wiggle.

Derek all but growls in exasperation, dragging a hand down his face. “Fiiine,” he breathes, folding his arms and glaring at the disguised changeling. “What am I supposed to do here?” he asks, not budging from his spot, though his penis twitches semi-continuously at the sight before him.

Sunny nods, sitting on her haunches, dropping the effect once more, switching between characters so smoothly can’t be easy. Derek shakes his head once again at the sheer skill most changelings must possess, his world would probably pay through the nose for actors like them. “First of all, most of Gilda’s affected bitchiness is due to her upbringing, we actually have a bit of data on her family line.” Sunny states, Derek blinks.

“Wait, you know about her family?” He asks, stepping closer.

Roseluck just shakes her head. “Not my story to tell, just take it from me, they’re not the nicest, and she considers herself unbelievably lucky to have ended up with you. But what she wants is a mate that’s willing to be aggressive with her, it’s a sort of comfort thing,” she states with a wave of her hoof. “I can’t explain more without touching on subjects she absolutely wouldn’t appreciate me touching. Suffice it to say though, you’re going to need to take charge, much like you did in there-” she gestures at the bedroom door, after a moment spent staring at it, her forehead glows and the door closes gently before it emits a soft glow as her magic sound proofs it. “-There, they won’t hear any noise we make,” Roselucks states with a hungry smile. “But to get back on subject, using her like a toy is one method, but gets rather boring quickly, trust me on that,” she states, tapping her head with a hoof. Derek nods for her to continue. “Another thing is mental domination, annnd is kinda dangerous, that’s why I want to go through it with you first before we try it on Gilda.”

Derek blinks. “Wouldn’t it be easier to learn her absolute limits, though?”

‘Roseluck’ snorts and shakes her head. “She’s got a total submissive slut hiding under that aggressive exterior, you could probably tie her up in the middle of town as you took her and she’d love it. No, she’s actually the hardcore… what?”

Dereks gives her an incredulous stare. “Please tell me you were being facetious,” he states firmly.

Sunny rolls her eyes. “Yes, yes, that was a complete over-exaggeration, but my point still stands: Gilda, hard learning experience. Me, easy learning experience. Now, unless you want to spend the next couple of hours rubbing one out…”

Derek’s eyes open wide. “Hours?” he asks in a choked voice, Sunny facehooves.

“Chrysalis, I hope not, now come on, focus.” She states reaching out rub his knee apologetically. “I’m going to be the sub, in this case that means I’m going to scared, you want to use that fear, make me your toy. Make me make myself your toy,” Derek raises a brow in confusion, Sunny just shrugs. “Generally, it’s best to start out with foreplay, though with your endurance, we want to switch roles on that, you’ll need to put a ‘satisfy me first’ spin on it. You know, make them come to you, start licking you, and then as your feeling close, start in on them. Knowing your… appreciation for giving oral, you should have most anypony finishing first even with them having the starting advantage.”

Derek shakes his head. “My ‘appreciation’ is something I’d have expected from any partner I might have had back home. You know: You lick me, I’ll lick you? Your world’s males are generally assholes, did I ever mention that?”

Roseluck shrugs. “Thems the breaks, as you like to say. Too many females, not enough males, so of course they can be choosy. Now, back on subject, you want to gauge carefully how fast you start in depending on how worn out you want her for any follow up steps. It’s always fun to watch you turn Icy Bloom into a stuttering mess of orgasmic liquid and tissue, tastes pretty good too, but you better believe she’s going to be sore tomorrow-” she smirks. “-assuming you stop there, it could be even worse if you go back for seconds, but believe me, she’ll think it was worth it,” she states with a giggle before turning serious again. “In this case, we’re here to work on you,” she smirks and reaches up, rubbing his penis with her fetlock, keeping the hard ‘foot’ of her hoof away from his sensitive skin, and earning a gasp from him. “This means little or no touching for me, teasing at max until you think you’re close. I need as much endurance as possible, just in case. Though I won’t say no to a little oral after we fix your little problem,” she states, staring up at him through her lashes.

Derek smiles. “Sure, just as soon as we fix this,” he gestures at his still twitching length.

Sunny nods. “Yep, remember: You’re in charge, you know what you want and taking it would be too easy, so make me give myself,” she states while looking up at him with half-lidded eyes. “Make me yours,” Roseluck breaths, before stepping back and slipping back into her fearful role. “P-please, don’t hurt me.”

Derek stares at her a moment before shrugging mentally and stepping into the role. “Why not?”

Roseluck’s mouth opens and closes but nothing comes out as she cowers lower. “B-because I’ll d-do whatever you say,” she states quietly, glancing at his cock then looking away with a blush.

Derek nods slowly and kneels down beside her, chuckling cruelly as she flinches away from his presence. He reaches out and grabs one of her ears, kneading it roughly. Roseluck tenses up with a gasp as he works her ear, closing her eyes and giving a thready moan. “Anything?” he asks, leaning in to exhale into her ear.

Roseluck shivers, but manages to give a shaky nod.

Derek snorts. “Well, what if I just want some meat? Everything has to eat you know,” he states dismissively.

Sunny raises a brow at him. “A little too thick there,” she smirks, Derek nods and rubs her ear in apology before she goes back to her cowering facade.

“And what can you give me, hmmm?” Derek asks, trying again.

Roseluck whimpers, glancing at his throbbing length again, then away. She opens her mouth and starts talking, but stutters so bad it’s all a garble anyway.

Derek chuckles, deciding to move it along. “Your breeding hole, you say? You want to be my little cock-sleeve, is that it?” he asks, pulling her closer by her ear.

Roseluck bites back a cry of pain that’s mostly feigned as he pulls her closer, as his other hand wanders over her body and down her flank, she flinches and curls her tail around herself protectively. Finding her voice again, she cries out. “No!”

Derek goes silent, letting his presence turn menacing. “...what?” he all but hisses into her ear, earning another whimper. “Did you just say ‘no’?” he asks with a slight snarl.

Roseluck quivers in place, a tear rolling down her cheek. “P-please, I-I’m sorry, I won’t do it again. Just please, not there! I-I-I’ll use my-” she trails off.

Derek leans his head over to look at her muzzle. “What was that?”

Roseluck stares up at him. “I-I-I’ll use my-” she flinches down and trails off again, Derek grins, she needs an incentive it seems.

His hand on her flank travels farther back, reaching the strip of her tail and starting to flex, his fingers worming their way under her tightly curled tail with almost painful slowness. “I’m sorry, I didn’t quite hear that, but it still sounds like you want to use your breeding hole,” he states with another chuckle.

Roseluck winces and shakes her head. “Mmm-mm,” she moans, biting her lip as his fingers get closer to her opening.

Derek raises a brow, but lets her negative exclamation pass. “Oh? You DON’T want it in your breeding hole?”

Roseluck shakes her head, giving a sigh of relief as his fingers stop pushing their way in, just short of the thin lips of her pussy, only to cry out as they travel upwards, his centermost digit pressing on the center of her plot.

“So that must mean you’re the dirty kind of slut that like it back here, then, huh?” Derek asks, continuing to press lightly on her sphincter without trying to actually gain access.

“Please no! I’ll use my hooves, I’ll even use my mouth, please! Don’t put it there!” Roseluck screams out, pulling away from him only to be brought up short by her ear again. Shuddering and crying openly, she stares up at Derek fearfully.

Derek pauses and leans over further into her field of view, she stares up at him with wide eyes as his fingers relax. “Now see, that wasn’t so hard was it?” he asks lightly, she whimpers but nods anyway. “The first step is always admitting you're a little slut-”

Sunny sighs and rolls her eyes. “You have to beat down her sense of self worth more,” she states evenly.

Derek gives an annoyed sigh. “Well I’m sorry, I’m not used to treating females like dirt, you’ll have to forgive me.”

Sunny laughs and pats his knee consolingly. “It’s okay, we can always try the primal approach if all else fails, but for now: Make me service you, but don’t outright insult me too much. I’ll have your life in my mouth and hooves, after all, just... point out how dirty I am, caress me. Use my body’s natural triggers against me. Then, when you have me hot and ready to go, THAT’S when you call me dirty names, alright?

Derek nods. “Alright, did I ever mention this is annoyingly complex?” he snarks.

Sunny just shakes her head. “Why do you think Gilda just lets you tie her up and fuck her? It’s ever so much easier than asking somepony to break you in, albeit lovingly. Now, can we please move it along, I’m getting kinda horny here myself,” Roseluck states before tentatively reaching up to caress his shaft, intentionally using the foot of her hoof. “Like this?” She asks fearfully.

Derek grunts at the not entirely unpleasant sensation, in his current state she could probably use sandpaper and he’d still feel some pleasure. After a moment he understands what she’s actually doing. “No, no, no! Not your hoof you stupid pony,” he snarls, causing her to freeze up and duck her head down. Giving a growl of frustration as she tries to pull back, he reaches down and grabs a handful of her mane in his grasp, trying not to actually pull anything.

Roseluck still cries out as he pulls her head back up by the mane. “Look at what you’re doing! Goddess, you’re bad at this!” he states with a smirk. “Maybe we should just move on to your mouth, I wonder how tight your throat is-” he trails off as she gives him a pleading look.

“N-no, please, I’m sorry, let me try again! I-I’ll try harder this time, I’m sorry,” she begs pathetically, Derek makes a show of considering it while she stares up at him fearfully, though her mouth curves slightly in what might be an approving smile.

“Alright, but if you can’t get it right this time…” Derek trails off, leaving it to her imagination since he certainly doesn’t know how to make the act of shoving his cock down her throat any more terrifying than it already is. Which it isn’t considering the length of their oral cavities due to the more pronounced muzzles, he barely reaches the back of her throat.

Roseluck bobs her head in thanks. “Yes, thank you! Thank you! I won’t mess up, please, please,” she mumbles as she wraps her pastern and fetlock around his shaft more carefully, using her fur to cushion his sensitive length. After a moment spent acclimating to the act of wrapping her hooves around his length, she starts moving them up and down awkwardly, glancing up at him for approval.

Derek leans his head back slightly and gives a happy groan at the sensation, his hand releasing her mane to roam the top of her head instead, settling on one of her ears and kneading it lightly. Roseluck moans lightly before biting her lip, her untouched ear folding back against her head as she focuses her attention on the shaft in front of her, working her hooves up and down its length, shuddering as his precum starts to get in her fur. The additional moisture allows her to slide up and down it more smoothly, but the smell causes her nose to twitch as she tries to not think about it. “What’s the matter?” Derek asks, pinching the base of her ear lightly before dragging his grip up the length of her ear, her body shudders as a mild warmth settles into her pussy, her body ‘responding’ by introducing moisture into her canal. “Something you don’t like?” he asks again, pulling up on the tip of her ear before it pops out of his grasp, drawing a gasp from her at the mild pain.

“N-no, Mister Animal, i-it’s fine,” she replies, looking away to try and hide her blush.

Derek grabs her ear again and pulls her around gently, not having to exert any real force because she’s so cowed, or she’s playing along, either way he’s not causing pain and perfectly happy with it. He stares at her face for a moment before smirking. “Are you enjoying this, is that it?” He asks with laugh. “Is the little pony into servicing the big ol’ animal?”

“N-no,” she stutters, her rear hooves twitching as her shame and arousal build.

Derek chuckles again and after a minute of the relatively pleasant experience, his legs let him know he could use a rest. So he draws her hooves off his length. “It’s okay little pony, tell you what: I didn’t know you were into stuff like this, but I’ll go ahead and return the favor anyway.” He places a hand on the base of her neck to grab the scruff of her neck and use it as a lead, drawing a very loud gasp from her.

“Ah, Derek, you know the sensitive points on ponies, right?” Sunny asks in a breathy voice.

Derek tilts his head to the side at her strange response. “Uhhh, same as a doe, I thought? Ears, haunches, and the various sexual organs were the big ones?”

Roseluck chuckles. “you should add the back of the neck and mane to that list, though it’s primarily at the base,” she states.

Derek nods. “Where the stallion bites for additional leverage I assume, makes sense, should I ease up?”

Sunny nods quickly and he lets go, moving his grip back to her ear. “Yeah, don’t do that, unless you want to really wear them down.” she snarks before following him meekly as he walks over to the couch and takes a seat on one end.

“Alright pony, here’s good, don’t you think?” Derek asks with a smirk.

Roseluck glances around in confusion before glancing back up at him. “Yes?” she asks, Derek just grins and spreads his legs. She swallows and moves back in between them, reaching out again and enfolding his cock in her grasp, Derek reaches out and grabs both of her ears in his hands, rubbing and scratching them as she works. Roseluck shudders under the twin points of influence, the crude act she’s performing combined with the fear spiked adrenaline and the warm digits massaging her ears all combining to cause her arousal to grow despite her best efforts.

“Good job pony. Now, use your tongue.” He orders, grasping her ears more firmly and pulling her head into his lap. Roseluck gasps, giving him a wide eyed look before turning her attention down to the shaft in her hooves and swallowing. Hesitantly, she sticks out her tongue and inches forward before giving a swift exploratory lick. Then another, her body shudders at the taste, but she continues to sweep her tongue across the head of his penis as her hooves work up and down the rest.

Roseluck whimpers at the salty taste on her tongue as his hands continue to forcefully massage and pull on her ears, she can’t completely stop her rear hooves from lifting in turn slightly as she kneads the floor, her body’s arousal continuing to climb.

After another minute, Roseluck pulls back and works her tongue in her mouth, trying to get some moisture back before looking up at him. “A-aren’t you close?” She whimpers, Derek just gives her an amused look as his hands go still on her ears, bringing her some momentary relief from his ministrations.

“Come on, Pony, I’m not that fast,” Derek chuckles, Roseluck wilts slightly at his amusement before glancing back at the shaft still clutched between her fetlocks, her arms aren’t used to this activity and are quickly growing tired.

“H-how are you lasting this long?” She asks timidly, her own cunt is actively starting to get moist from his attention, and that’s just from her ears.

Derek snorts impatiently. “What’s the matter Pony? Is it getting to you? Are you getting close yourself?”

Roseluck looks away. “N-no,” she half-lies, his actions are definitely arousing her, but she’s nowhere near close from a little petting.

Derek gives her a stern look. “Are you lying to me, little pony?” he asks as his lips start to curl back from his teeth in a silent snarl.

Roseluck shudders, her eyes opening wide as her pupils dilate. “I-I-I…” She whimpers as he reaches down with a hand, only to blink as he strokes her cheek gently before pulling her head up away from his shaft.

He pulls her head up, for a moment she thinks he’s going to nuzzle or lick her face until his mouth stops just beside her ear. “I don’t believe you,” He breaths, causing her to moan lightly before she bites her lip to stifle anything else, he just chuckles and lets her back down. “Alright Pony, since you seem to be enjoying the attention, I know how to make it even better.”

Roseluck gives him a look filled with dread, he just taps her on the nose lightly with a finger. “B-better?” She asks quietly, he nods with another smile.

“Yep, climb on up,” he orders, lightly patting the spot beside himself on the couch. Roseluck swallows again, but follows his directions, putting her forelimbs and then hopping the rest of the way up with her hind legs. Derek smiles and rubs the top of her head. “That’s a good girl,” he states cheerfully, Roseluck glances away, torn between revulsion at being treated like a favored pet and shame at the fact she’s almost looking forward to having his hands all over her body.

“Alright, turn sideways and lay on your side facing the back of the couch, top half in my lap,” Derek orders briskly, letting a trace of a snarl show through when she hesitates. Roseluck whimpers, staring down at his shaft openly a moment before glancing away. “Unless you’d like to return to the original option,” Derek states coldly, his blunt digits curling into claws and dragging down through her bangs slowly.

Roseluck shudders at the sensation of his claws approaching her face and nods quickly in surrender. She lays herself out on her stomach and crawls into his lap, after adjusting herself a bit, she rolls onto her side. Derek nods and pulls her front half up slightly so that she’s twisted to face him while her back half is still on its side. “See, that’s better,” he states soothingly, rubbing her cheeks with his hands, Roseluck just blushes and avoid looking him in the eyes. “You know, I had a dog just like you. Sweet thing, obedient too-” he chuckles as she closes her eyes in shame. “-only difference was it didn’t get turned on from a little ear scratching, and it certainly wasn’t so slutty, rubbing and licking my dick, you’re definitely dirtier in that regard,” he states cheerfully, running a hand down her side, feeling her body shiver as he counts her ribs under the comfortable layer of fat and muscle.

After a few seconds and no response from her, Derek shrugs and sits back. “Alright, here’s how it’s going to work. You’ve told me no, twice now. I’ve let it slide, but then you decide you’re going to lie to me, I’m going to have fix that,” He trails off as Roseluck whimpers and lowers her head.

“I’m sorry, please don’t hurt me,” Roseluck begs as he pets her head gently.

“Hey, it’s okay,” Derek states soothingly. “You may lie, but your body is quite truthful, so I’ll just ask it from now on, spread your legs,” he states evenly.

“W-what?” Roseluck asks, only to flinch as he uses a curled finger to flick one of her ears, she instinctively folds them back against her head to protect them.

Derek grabs her ear and pulls it back up. “If you fold your ears down, of course you can’t hear me. Now, spread your back legs,” he orders again. With another tear joining the rest on its trip down her cheek, Roseluck complies. She lifts her top leg a couple inches, instantly feeling a slight draft on her lips. “Higher, and move your tail,” Derek orders, she bites her lip so hard she tastes blood, but complies, lifting her leg until it’s near vertical and shifting her tail up, revealing her glistening slit to his leering eyes. Derek barely glances at it before turning his attention back to her, seeing the trace of blood on her teeth he chuckles. “Come on now, you’re getting blood on your beautiful coat.” He pulls her mouth up, squeezing her cheeks into her teeth to force her jaws open before he drags his tongue across her lips, enjoying the coppery taste of her blood as she whimpers. Seeking more, he plants his lips against hers and forces his tongue through her lips, he sweeps the interior of her lip, lapping at the trace amounts on the inside before lightly nipping and sucking on her lower lip, cleaning the cuts before pulling away with a pop.

Derek grins down at her as she stares up at him, her chest rising and falling rapidly in tune with her breathing. “Did you enjoy that?” He asks with a chuckle, Roseluck briefly considers lying, but flinches before nodding her head and averting her gaze. “See? I can make it feel good for you too, and like this, I’ll know just how good a job I’m doing.” He runs his hand down onto her stomach, stopping just above her teats. “Now, get back to work.” Roseluck glances down at his cock, barely hesitating a moment before picking up a forehoof. “Ah. Ah. Ah.” Derek admonitions. “Your hoof job was pathetic, lets see if your oral is any better.”

Roseluck shivers, glancing up at him before directing her gaze down once more. Opening her mouth, she lowers herself down slowly, too slowly. Derek grasps a handful of her mane, ignoring her moan, and shoves her down to set the tip of his cock at her lips. “Faster,” he orders. Roseluck whimpers, but complies, lapping at the precum that’d built up on the tip a couple times before she lowers her head down further, mouthing over the tip, pursing her lips around it.

Derek shivers and grunts in delight, watching Roseluck take the tip into her muzzle. Sunny may have played novice with her hoofjob, but she certainly wasn’t holding back on her blowjob. “Look at me,” he orders shakily, she complies and looks up at him while holding his shaft in her mouth, her bright green eyes seeming to ask if she’s doing okay. Derek feels his shaft twitch, and feels some hope this might actually work. “Good girl,” he states encouragingly, rubbing her scalp with one hand as his other trails down her body.

Roselucks shivers as his hand trails down her side and follows her inner thigh, the leg she has stuck straight up shivering and locking in a straight position under his ministrations while her other leg pawed at the back of the couch.

Derek chuckles breathlessly. “This may work,” he states, Sunny raises a brow before giving a hum of acknowledgement and taking the rest of his length into her mouth, causing Derek’s body to lock up as her heated tongue swirls around his cock and his tip impacts on her throat. He retaliates by tracing back up her inner thigh and wrapping one of her teats in his hand, cupping and massaging the warm flesh.

Roseluck whimpers and moans around his shaft as he stimulates her further, being put in such an open position while he stimulates her mane and teats at the same time only serves to push her arousal up a notch, her slit is starting to leak at this point as the first bead of moisture makes it way out and drips down over her fur.

Derek notes the first trail of liquid and smiles. “Wow, you are wet. Who knew giving a little oral would get you this turned on?” he asks rhetorically, Sunny just whimpers around his shaft. “Think you can bob a bit?” He asks. “The sooner you finish, the sooner I can give you your reward,” he says with a grin.

Roseluck closes her eyes a moment before pulling her muzzle back and then forward again, pumping his cock in and out of her mouth, Derek uses his grip on the top of her head to alter the direction of his thrust, grinding lightly into her palate and tongue in turn. Roseluck shudders as he uses her mouth like a toy, his hand moving to her other teat, feeling like a sensuous warm blanket as it cradles and holds her sensitive part, she moans around his cock as the pleasure builds inside her.

Derek blinks through the mild haze of pleasure. “Are you getting close already? And from just a little oral and a beast pawing at your tits? You really are a slut aren’t you?” he asks with a chuckle, pulling his hand off her teat. He grins at her disappointed whine before slowly trailing his hand further down, stopping just over her heated slit. “I can make it feel even better,” he promises gently. “Would you like that?” he asks.

Roseluck stares up at him with wide eyes for a moment as she continues to twist and bob on his shaft before shivering and giving an affirmative hum around his shaft. “Alright, little slut,” he replies warmly before tracing the edges of her vagina with his fingers before placing his index on the center of her lips and starts to push into her tight depths, watching them spread around his entry and then swallow his digit completely. “H-holy fuck, you’re such a dirty slut,”

Roseluck’s eyes widen and she pauses mid-bob to give a groan of delight, her tail starting to sweep back and forth like a silken whip behind her as her eyes close half-way and her ears fold back at the sensation.

“Did I tell you to stop?” Derek asks in a distracted tone of voice. Sunny rolls her eyes at his direction, but starts moving again anyway. Derek gently starts working his finger in and out of her tight cunt, tracing the top of her canal with his digit, seeking the nerve cluster somewhere in there. Roseluck freezes a moment as he traces a particular portion of her flesh and he grins, gotcha. Pulling back, he places a second digit at her entrance and pushes in, her lips spreading even further to accept the intruder as he starts curling them in a ‘come hither’ gesture, tracing over that particular spot.

Roseluck’s throat and mouth squirm around his cock as her vagina starts actively massaging and clenching around his fingers. Derek grits his teeth at the sensation, she’s continuously moaning now, her mouth feels like a vibrating sex toy as she continues to work him over. Unfortunately, as she starts getting closer, Sunny pulls off. “Ah! Stop!” She orders, Derek pulls his fingers out and gives her a questioning look, Sunny just shakes her head. “A little soon, don’t you think?” She asks, Derek shrugs.

“I don’t know,” Derek admits, caressing one of her teats, she closes her eyes and bites her lip at the sensation. “But the thought of getting you off certainly seems to help,” he admits, his cock twitching at her expression of pleasure.

“Ah, uh, o-ok, but just once, then we can take it slow for awhile, huh?” Sunny replies, her body shivering at his attention and the emotional energy she’s drawing in still. Roseluck goes back to bobbing and sucking on his shaft as his fingers once more spread her entryway and start assaulting her G-spot. She starts moaning almost immediately, her sounds building up as she quickly approaches her peak.

Derek grunts and grasps the top of her head a little tighter, actively drawing her head back and forward, fucking her face quickly as he draws his other hand back, his fingers leaving her canal spasming as he rubs along the top of her slit, finding her button and pressing down on it as he works her over his shaft.

Roseluck spasms, her cunt clenching around a non-existent shaft as she surrenders her oral ministrations to Derek’s control, her eyes closing as pleasure washes over her. Her leg falls, only to wrap around his hand as her hips buck.

Derek continues to pump into her willing mouth until her spasms stop, at which point he pulls her off and sits back with a frustrated growl, his length throbbing at the peak, but unable to achieve orgasm. “Graah, never again, if I ever see a frikkin booster, I’ll light it, and the pharmacy it came from on fire, I swear!” he growls frustratedly.

Sunny sighs and glances up at him sympathetically. “I’m sorry, we can always try just putting you to sleep until it wears off?” She offers, Derek shakes his head.

“Honestly, I think I’m starting to get closer, at least it feels that way,” he replies.

Sunny nods slowly, grimacing as she contemplate her options. “Well… I -might- be able to help a little,” she states tentatively, Derek just raises a brow and glances at her nethers. “More than that,” she deadpans, he just grins, rubbing her teat slowly. She purrs at the sensation before focusing on him again. “I could give you a light dose of my venom.”

Derek flinches. “Is that a good idea? Mixing chemicals like that, sounds like a good way to send me into cardiac arrest, to be honest.”

Sunny shrugs. “It’d be a small dose, and with your resistance to mind altering effects, you SHOULD be okay. I’d just need to make myself all but numb, because I’m pretty sure you’d ride me until you came, and it might take awhile at this rate,” she admits with a grimace.

Derek growls and drags a hand down his face. “Fuck this,” he states plaintively, Sunny just smiles, slowly raising her hind leg, revealing her core.

“No, fuck me,” she purrs, batting her lashes up at him.

Derek’s body tenses up as his libido gives him very clear signals. “Fine, but if I start to hurt you… hell if I know, sorry in advance,” he states with a grimace.

Sunny just chuckles. “I did my time in BDSM, I doubt you’ll do anything I haven’t felt before.”

Derek shakes his head as he slips out from under her, grabbing her hind legs, he pulls her down the couch, placing her in the center, before crawling in atop her. “You’re into some weird shit, Sunny,” he states with a lust filled smile.

Sunny doesn’t bother responding just sticking her muzzle up to lick at the side of his neck before lightly sinking her fangs in into his flesh, Derek shudders, grinding his shaft against her. After a second, Sunny pulls back and licks the twin holes with her tongue. “There, now take me, you beast,” she chuckles, Derek just nips at her ear as a second wave of warmth flows through his body, this time it’s a gentler one. ‘She really did go light on the venom,’ he thinks idly before she starts putting her spin on things.

Roseluck gives a choked sob, staring up at the beast atop her. “Please… I’m sorry,” she pleads, pressing her forehooves against his chest, trying to push him off lightly.

Derek sighs. “Are you ready for your insemination, Bitch?” He asks as he grinds his length over her tight pussy lips.

Roseluck squirms underneath him desperately. “Please! I’m sorry! I’ll try harder, please, let me use my mouth, not there! PLEAAAASE!” she screams as he starts to sink in, staring up at the ceiling blankly with crocodile tears streaming down her cheeks as she modifies her canal very carefully to insure she’s tight, but not painfully so for him.

Derek grunts as he slips into her pussy, Sunny’s really running all out, her hole feels all but virginal, like he’s shoving his way into a tightly clenched fist. It’s all he can do to not start thrusting with abandon. Roseluck gives a choked sob and whimpers, closing her eyes and laying her head to the side, the sight nearly makes Derek go soft. “T-think we c-can stop with the rape-play, please?” he asks, grimacing at the look on her muzzle, even though he know’s it’s not real.

Sunny sighs but nods, wrapping her forelimbs around his neck as she turns her head back to stare up at him with a cute smile. “Sure, but you better not get used to getting your way all the time,” she snarks, wrapping her hind-legs around his thighs and pulling him in.

Derek starts to chuckle, but freezes as she starts flexing her vaginal muscles, massaging what length he does have inside her. “Wouldn’t dream of it,” he wheezes.

Sunny gives a throaty chuckle before reaching up to lick his cheek. “Now, you dirty little beast, I want you to rut me,” she orders in a sultry voice, Derek shivers and starts thrusting again. She lays her head back and bites her lip, pulling herself into his thrusts. “That’s right, rut me until you cum, I want to feel it inside me,” she orders huskily.

Derek chuckles, licking her cheek in turn. “As you wish,” he says as he speeds up his thrusts, listening to her moans and whinnies getting louder as her pleasure builds.

“Royal Guard!” a voice booms shortly before there’s a bang on the front door and a tracery of swirls and eddies light up around it, the runes Sunny had been putting over and around everything magically powered in the house to shield them from Derek’s abilities activating as they countered someone else’s attempt to damage the front portal to his house. Similar bangs are heard from the back of the house, and one of the side windows as Derek’s institutional paranoia pays off, protecting himself and his pack.

Derek snarls and pulls out of her, his frustration combining with his protective instincts to create a murderous ball of rage in his center. He glances down at Sunny as she stares up at him. “Protect the others,” he orders, standing up and grabbing his crossbow off the mantle.

Sunny hesitates, her natural urge to protect the stallion combating her knowledge that he can probably look after himself for a moment before she nods and rolls off the couch, her form already shifting to that of Lyra as she goes.

Derek cycles the bow, watching with satisfaction as a stun bolt fits neatly into the track. His weapon ready, he stalks to the door and throws the bolt back, wrenching it open and raising his weapon. A dark shape tries to push through the open door, but a bolt backed by an anti-magic aura penetrates the black armor it's wearing and the stupid creature goes flying back already unconscious.

Derek snarls, his aura visibly billowing around him as he steps out the front door, the previously blinded exterior sensing runes detect his presence and light the area up automatically as everything in the yard freezes.

Derek stares in confusion at the sight before him, a collection of thestrals and dark grey unicorns in familiar armor are arrayed around him, though his aura has pushed them back, none of them wanting anything to do with it. “You’re Princess Luna’s guards,” Derek states evenly, his teeth still bared. “What the literal fuck do you think your retarded asses are doing here?” he snarls.

One of the Night Guard Thestrals steps forward. “Derek Green Antler, by order of her royal-” she stops with a yelp as a bolt whizzes by her head, missing by an inch.

“I really don’t give a crap who ordered what. What I asked you bitches was WHAT THE EVER LIVIN’ FUCK ARE YOU DOING HERE AT THIS TIME OF NIGHT?” Derek roars, advancing on the guard.

She visibly gathers her courage and raises her weapon, holding it in a ready stance with remarkable aplomb, the effect is ruined somewhat when Derek just looks down at her and chuckles.

“You got a sword, little pony? Guess what, I do too,” he chuckles, his manhood still visibly erect and pulsing, the guard glances at it before looking back up at him, somewhat confused.

“That’s enough, Captain,” a regal voice calls out. “Put your weapons away, somepony get Dancing Meadows comfortable, she’ll probably have a headache when she wakes up,” Princess Luna states almost conversationally as she steps into the light.

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