A Night Upon The Ramparts
The night was cool and comforting to the armor clad pony, having never been a fan of the sun and the bright colorful world that came along with its rise. To Solar Flare, the muted grey twilight of the dark was where he felt most at home, walking the palace wall and keeping an eye out for any sign of disturbance for the Princesses. Watching over their safety was what he had been born to do. Night after night, the same stone pathway, the same dim torchlight, and the same hallow moon hanging over head. It was a constancy in his life that he would not have traded for all the bits in the world.
Something was off this night, however, something that Solar Flare could not put his hoof on as he continued along his designated patrol route. His eyes were twitching in his skull. One way they would glance, then the other. Nothing was different, but at the same time, nothing was the same. He felt as though their was a weight in the air that he simply couldn't ignore, but until something happened, there was nothing he could do to try and change it.
As the stallion would round the corner tower leading back to the main entrance, however, he would pause in his steps to gawk at the unusual sight before him. A mare stood upon the walkway, eyes gazing out over the city below as her mane billowed behind her from the breeze that came with their shared vantage. She was tall, dark, regal, and unmistakable. The Night Guard lowered his head in respect to the monarch.
"Princess Luna," he stated solemnly, "I was not expecting you this evening. Have you come to inspect upon your servants duties." It was rare that Luna would drop in for inspections, but not unheard of, but usually they came with at least some amount of warning before hand.
The lunar mare turned her steely gaze upon her guard, expression softening as she saw him bow before her and she let out a amused little sound at the gesture. "You can be at ease, Solar Flare. I did not come to inspect, nor to observe." The Princess spoke with all the confidence one might expect from one in her position. "The night was simply calling to me this evening and for once I thought I might indulge myself in its splendor."
Solar Flare rose to his full height once more, not sure how he should respond to her decleration, or if he should at all. It seemed that the Princess was there to bask in the light of her work and he was intruding upon her.
"If the lady wishes it, I will leave her to be in peace," he stated, standing firm and rigid as he had been instructed when in the presence of the Princess of the Night.
There was a brief glimmer of disappointment in the mare's eyes, but as quickly as it came, it went. "You may continue," she said, head returning her attention to the darkened sity streets below.
"Yes, ma'am," he said, incling his head once more, before his hooves began to carry him forward once more. However, the stallion had only traveled more than few paces past the Princess when he had to come to a halt and he leaned upon the stone masonry beside him. There was a pressure between his thighs that had not been there before, a grasp against his groin that made his stomach tighten and the stallion to grunt. He cast an eye under his chest to see what was causing this discomfort, but there was nothing there to be seen. It was almost as if the pressure he felt was coming from inside of him and blossoming out into the thick sheath that had begun to swell against his will.
A gasp tore from him as the pressure seemed to increase, head shooting up as his mouth hung open and he tried to steady himself upon his legs, those muscled thighs trembling slightly.
"You seem to be ill, Solar Flare."
The voice came from behind him, eyes open wide as he turned his head around to glance back at the Princess of the night standing and inspecting him. What was odd was the dim glimmer of her horn against the night sky, implying that in some way her magic was at work.
"I-It is nothing, your highness," he practically whimpered to her, anything to spare him this embarrassing moment with the ruler of the night. One of her guard had no business acting in such a way.
She smiled at him, however, those bright eyes caring as her soft hoofsteps brought her closer and that light around her horn gave a visible flare, which only caused the stallion to gasp and nearly topple onto the stone beneath him.
"You are not well," she said, only inches from the stallion practically folding from the pressure in his groin in front of her. "Allow me to help you." Luna lowered her head, nose brushing along the stallion's flank as she slipped her snout in behind him and pushed his tail aside, an action that caused the Guard to squeak with surprise the moment he felt something wet, warm, and soft drag up along the back of his aching balls, only causing his discomfort to increase ten fold.
"P-Princess!" The stallion grit his teeth as the mare behind him drug her tongue up the backside of his orbs and along his taint, making him shudder and stiffen in denial of what he was feeling. "You h-highness, I must object," he stated, trying to reign in his fortitude and withstand what could only be described as a dream.
There was a low chuckle behind him, an amused sound that was only followed by the gentle pinching of the mare's lips along his nuts. "You may object, but I will not leave my guard to roam his post unfit for duty," she said calmly, her nose slipping up underneath the male's sack and carrying their weight upon her muzzle as she moved up one of his hind legs above her head.
Solar Flare could make no resistance to the action, holding his balance for as long as he could before she rose high enough that he was tipped to the side and he collapsed with his back to the outer wall of the castle grounds. His eyes were wide as he stared up at his monarch standing over him, her gaze betraying no emotion as she stared at the half erect length that she had driven from between his thighs.
Once more her head began to lower, Luna laying herself down beside his lower half till her nose found his cock and she drug her tongue slowly along the heated and sensitive flesh resting upon his belly.
"P-Princess..." he gasped, that log twitching with life as he felt that soft muscle roll over the underbelly of his girth and it made him grind his teeth together. Some part of him still told him that he had to be dreaming, but the cold of the stone he lay upon contrasting with the warmth of her breath cascading over his shaft told him otherwise. What had caused her to act this way. So lustful, so determined to get what she was after despite his small whimpering protests.
As his cock grew, and her skillful tongue moved quicker, the stallion soon could make no further objections to what was happening. He was at the mare's mercy, which she gave to him on bated breath. Her nose buried into his balls, tongue swirling over the leathery flesh, she began to drag that muscle upward. She followed his sheath, then the thick cumbearing vein along his member, till finally she was lapping at the glans of his blunt tip and her nose pressed against him firmly. Already the male was leaking, little droplets of slimy clear pre beading from his slit to smear against her tongue, and she made sure to capture every drop.
Solar Flare could only watch as her mouth began to open and her lips circle his flesh as the warm wet confines of her muzzle began to swallow him up. He groaned, body tensing as that tongue swirled around his tip and the flexing muscles of his hinds sent a heavy rope of pre right into the Princess' suckling maw. He felt the need to apologize for his actions, flooding his ruler's muzzle with his slime, but he could not find the voice to do so as he saw and heard her swallow his pre, a light ripple rolling down her long elegant neck.
Those lips began to knead and pull at the flesh of his dick as her eyes turned upward to gaze at him. If not for the thick pole stuffed into her mouth, he would have sworn she was grinning at him, dragging her lips along his spire as her head began to bob upon his length and more of his cock was lost to the heavenly confines of her snout.
The stallion could not stop himself from reaching down with his hoof to rest upon the back of the Princess' head, pressing down on her to encourage her to take his member deeper and help to guide her along his length.
Luna needed no encouragement to milk this male, her tongue pressed up tight against the underside of him as he slid through her muzzle, squeezing him up against the roof of her mouth and grinding that tip into the soft walls of her cheeks. Deeper and deeper she could feel him sink between her lips, that hoof helping to push her down as the male gave into the pleasure that her mouth was bringing him. Eventually, she could feel that blunt tip brush against her tonsils, and she paused, only halfway down that spire and he was bottoming out in her maw.
As the squishy flesh squeezed at the tip of Solar Flare's head, his body tensed and his hips bucked forward, unwittingly pushing down on that star crossed mane at the same time his hips swung forward and he sent the tip down into Luna's gullet. Once more his cock flexed and poured his pre down into her throat, the Princess gagging as his pole split open her neck and all of those powerful muscles squeezed down upon his girth. He worried the wrath that may follow his actions, but his lust was much to potent to ignore, hoof holding her down upon his prick as he felt her swallow and try to clear him of her airway.
Luna's eyes were wide as the male held her down, cock buried in her throat and she could feel her neck ripple around his member. She coughed a few times, but eventually was able to relax and gaze up at the guard buried deep within her maw. She could see the trepidation in his gaze, needing more of her, but at the same time afraid of her reaction. Could she have giggled, she would have, showing the male that he had nothing to fear as she pressed herself down an inch more onto that spire and could feel him pushing out the bottom of her neck.
There was no hesitation once that mare swallowed more of his prick, Solar Flare, groaning loudly as her throat dragged against his flesh as it sunk down deeper into her gullet and his hoof once more pressed her down. His back was arched, using the leverage of his shoulders against the stone to push him deeper and deeper between those lips till there was little left of his shaft remaining in the moonlight. Even as her nose reached his groin and he had no more left to give her did he continue to press her down in between his thighs.
Luna's chin buried into the male's balls as he hilted his cock within her mouth, her head fluttering from the slight lack of oxygen that came with having her throat bulged out from the male sheathed within her. She swallowed on him, rippling her muscles along his length in slow even gulps to help milk him closer to his edge, which she could feel throbbing it's way through his member every second he remained rooted against her lips.
Solar Flare couldn't restrain himself, able to feel every squeeze and pull of her throat along his prick and the grind of her tongue at his base as she lapped it forward and back, tickling his balls to the point that they pulled tight against his thighs and he cried out into the night sky. A large lump rolled from the root of his dick through the underbelly and out the flared head of his prick, a thick rope of pearly white sperm that spewed straight down the Princess gullet and drooled down into her gut. Over and over, his body would tremble and buck, pouring the contents of his balls through that pulsating spire and into the mare hilted firmly over his dick.
The first couple waves of that seed flooding her gullet was easy for the mare to swallow, but as more and more of it came, she could feel her strained muscles struggling to roll his spunk down into her belly. From where the head of his cock was forcing open her throat, there was a visible bulge that ran down her neck each time she audibly gulped down the next wave of his gooey seed.
Soon the mare had taken all that the male had to give, her belly having gained a slight curve to it from the amount of seed she had roiling in her gut as she began to drag her lips off of the male. He panted and whined as her lips pulled at his dick till she had removed him completely from her muzzle and smiled down at the spent male as she stood above him.
"You may continue your patrol, Solar Flare," she stated with an heir of command about her. "I deem you fit for duty."
With that, the Princess took flight, leaving the confused, bewildered, and exhausted male to lie there under the stars till he recovered.
Author's Note
A first attempt. Let me know what kind of pairings you would like to see. :3
