Illuminating Aegis: Tales of the Changeling King

Electricity seemed to charge the air as Trixie let her hands gently fall to her sides, her chest expanded as she took a deep breath before letting the cool air past her lips in its mad rush to bring her more oxygen. Her muzzle curled into the same smile she had the first time Sombra had offered her the Alicorn Amulet. Her pupils faded from their hate-filled crimson color to their natural violet color while the light-blue electricity dispersed into the ground around her.

The two remaining occupants of the room were silent as their eyes met, neither one needed to speak in order to understand what was needed. The dark stallion, with his dominating crimson eyes, crossed the room so that he could stop only a couple of hoof-paces away. A robed arm moved forward to offer his student a single red gem that was quickly accepted with the grace that a pious individual would show to a member of the clergy for their faith. She took a knee as she stowed the gem, watching as her mentor took out the hilt of his saber, the curve brought the emitter of the blade nearly parallel with his arm as he lit the blood-colored blade with a hiss.

Trixie shivered a little, whether in slight fear or slight pleasure she could not tell, as the hum of the blade passed by both of her ears. She could nearly feel the heat of the plasma beam on each of her shoulders as the silent ceremony proceeded. Their only witness to this proud moment was the burnt and withered corpse of a unicorn stallion who's Force power had been drained beyond the point of recovery, the body still smoked with trails leading up from several places that the unicorn mare's lightning had struck. There was a small pause, just long enough for anyone who wanted to reject this honorary title and proclaim that his student was not worthy of the power she was being bestowed... No one spoke up though, everyone in attendance found the kneeling unicorn mare to be fully worthy of the responsibility that Sombra was bestowing upon his student.

Those who had their doubts held their tongues, likely out of fear, though far more probably due to the guarantee of death should they speak out against a dark lord. Such a question would go unanswered though as the two Dark Side warriors left the room, the stone door began to grind into place... the last sliver of light that remained because of the hallway shrunk onto the single occupant of the room... his name would be forgotten to history, several would search for him... but none would find him. He had begged for death, embraced the specter as a friend when his body finally gave out... Evil had a name now... shadows and darkness embraced the silent corpse as the door slid into place.

Trixie Lulamoon... Dark Sorceress of the Force, power was her toy, The Force would bend to her will. Nothing would stand in the way of her taking her vengeance against that violet unicorn that had ruined her life.

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Trixie blushed as she sat on her bed, the simple cot had become more and more comfortable over the course of... well... however long she had been down here. Sombra had several small constructs working a farm underground while the crops grew due to an artificial sun-like crystal, so they didn't go to the surface together. Sombra would head up to the Antique Shop on the surface every other day or so in order to keep up appearances as he made sure to keep himself disguised but Trixie had spent what felt like an eternity in this miniature paradise.

Each time she had these moments to herself her mind would drift off to the stallion who had become her mentor. He had nursed her back to health, every act that he did with her seemed to go against what he was teaching her about the Dark Side, he didn't seem to have any problems with treating her as his equal. She practically was his equal now but... she had been his student, he had been harsh when she would fail her lessons, he expressed his pride when she had passed his tests though. Several marks along her stomach and arms were able to attest to her skill at avoiding danger, had she not been able to turn the attacks into grazing hits and continue then he would have ended her in their first lightsaber duel. She had persisted though... and he had rewarded her.

Her violet gaze seemed locked on the ruby-red crystal in the palm of her hand, The Force had already given her a vision for what design she would require in order to utilize her abilities to the fullest, but her mind buzzed as it went over every bit of information it could possibly latch onto about the much more personal and intimate act it seemed to have been when he finally presented her with the very same crystal she had seen him synthesize from his own magic.

He gave her a piece of himself, that way no matter where she was... as long as she had the saber that she would construct around this crystal, his strength would be her strength as well. She held the crystal close to her chest as her horn lit up with its familiar purple aura, her new sensitivity to The Force had granted her an understanding far deeper than any unicorn had ever delved before. Magic became trivial compared to her new power and the Alicorn Amulet would only widen the gap further.

The pieces of her saber orbited around her in slow circles as she let go of the crystal so that it could be the focus of the orbit. The hilt itself was curved like her mentor's, though the curve was a little more pronounced so that the crescent moon shape would be noticeable. The emitter of the blade had a gentle crescent shape of its own, letting her saber emit at a wider angle at the base to help with parrying. A smile graced her lips as she watched the crystal slowly become encased in all of the electronics and casings that would merge to become her new saber.

Once the blade itself was complete she gingerly reached out for the ice-blue hilt and tenderly wrapped her fingers around the firm, molded grip. The rush of... it could only be described as 'completeness'... that went through her body nearly made her feel like that week she had been working on the Wyssin farm; mild euphoria, dizzyness and a feeling like she could truly breathe for the first time in her life. It was like a massive weight had been lifted from her shoulders. All of that was just from taking the hilt in her grip... her mind drifted to what it would feel like if she did more. Her thumb idly brushed the polished, round activator plate on the top of the saber's hilt. "Maybe... if I just...-

As her thumb pressed the activator and the blade hissed to life, the purr that reached her ears was one that she couldn't tell whether it had come from her blade or her own throat, a wave of pleasure shivered its way up her spine as she listened to the gentle hum of one of the deadliest weapons on the planet. "I hold in my hand a weapon far more elegant than any lightfoil that a stuck up Canterlot Snob may have... a weapon more deadly than any cannon in the Princess' arsenal..." her left hand idly found its way to her bare navel, gently tracing the bottom of her stomach as her breathing seemed to get just a little heavier. "... I could get used to this..."

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Trixie slowly tried to breathe as she timidly walked the remaining few meters to the spa-bath that Sombra had made sure was kept completely orderly by the constructs that he had made. Her heart was pounding in her chest, each step made her mind flash back to almost exactly how she had felt when she could smell the breath of the Ursa Minor and noticed just how close one of its teeth had come to impaling her skull. Every nerve in her body was telling her to run, every muscle was frozen in place... and her brain wasn't being of any help at any point. Even her heart was panicking about what she would find now that she knew Sombra was in the room ahead.

"Moron... he'll notice that you already bathed... it's obvious, since you did just an hour before he got home..."

"It was necessary! I wasn't going to just sit in my room and smell like that for a whole hour... or walk into the bath smelling like that with him here! He might get the idea that my estrus had started!" Trixie yelled at her traitorous mind.

"Does that really mean he'll let you do what you plan to do?" Her mind retorted with an obvious invisible look of disbelief that one would find on a condescending teenager.

"We'll never know until we try..." Trixie thought in response as she took a deep breath and pushed open the door that had somehow come closer to her during her mental debate. The scene she saw was perfect, exactly as she had planned in her head. "Plan A is still a-go." she confirmed with a small smile. "Hopefully we won't have to resort to plan B"

"...Plan B? You never said anything about Plan B! What the hell is Plan B?"

"Improvise..." she replied to her mind's irksome questioning with a much more confident and suave tone than she thought she would have.

Sombra was laying in the shallows of the bath with his back to the light-blue mare that had entered, if course he had already known she was there, but it wasn't something for him to worry about. He took a deep breath as his nose registered a few smells that seemed faintly familiar, the names all seemed to elude him though. His left ear twitched though as Trixie got into the water next to him and prompted him to open his left eye out of curiosity. The first thing in his vision were the soft, supple breasts that nearly filled his vision. "...C?" he thought with a rather impressed look on his face before his eye began to look up towards her face. "Play it cool... you've almost got everything moving along smoothly... soon you won't have to worry about your-..."

Trixie held up the coat brush that was strapped to her left hand. "You've been so... helpful... may I brush your coat today?" She asked quietly as a streak of crimson crossed her muzzle. That moment was when he began to notice just how smooth her coat was and how it caught the light that had been suspiciously tinted the color of the early stages of sunset.

"Sure..." He replied cautiously as he watched her lean forward. It was obvious that she had been paying attention to how he had brushed her coat as the brush played across his body, each small swirl of the brush began to soothe some of the tension he had in his abs. The light blue mare picked up her pace just a little when she heard his sigh of relaxation. Her hand hesitated only a moment before she began to scrub higher on his body, getting the brush to move in small strokes along his muscled abs to just below his pectoral muscles. Even with the brush in the way she could still feel how hard he had trained himself, if she felt so powerful with her current physique, he must have the strength of a god.

"You... uh... do you lift weights?" she asked timidly as the brush started along his left pec.

He thought for a few moments before he nodded. "Nothing too strenuous, there were stallions back in my empire who used to make a sport out of throwing trees across a field. They were powerful, but I didn't need to build up as much as them."

"Oh... I've heard about that sport... It's really popular in the Crystal Empire right now, I'd heard that even the prince was practicing in order to help with PR up there."

Sombra nodded. "They Usurped my throne and my workers, making them go from workers who would have a better economy to subsistence farmers... Farmers! That pathetic pony princess and her wimp of a husband turned my subjects from hard workers that had a profit in their country into ponies who have to have their lives supplemented with the fat of Equestria!" He growled as he began to sit up, causing Trixie to lean back a bit when his right arm lit up with lightning. A quick wave of his hand and a deep growl forced the electricity to leap from his outstretched hand to one of the taller plants growing on a mossy rock... the plant's upper half promptly exploded before the remainder caught fire. Sombra slumped back in the bath with a groan so that Trixie could hesitantly continue massaging his chest with the brush. "They didn't like working under me, pfft... of course they didn't like work, it was work! You're not supposed to enjoy Work, if you enjoy it it's not Work. Equestria's jobs based on cutie marks are nothing but a glorified paid hobby system. They get paid to pursue hobbies while the 'Princess' works her ass into a rut to keep the country running."

Trixie nodded as she began to brush the right side of his chest. "Looking back on my life, I would have to say the same thing... I used to enjoy being a performer... then the Hecklers just got worse and worse."

"Exactly, you did such a good job at what you did, without any sort of help, that those who paid you for the time you put into painstakingly making sure your act was perfect became more and more greedy. When I was ruling the Crystal Empire the crystal ponies worked for a living, but none of my subjects ever went hungry... they weren't poor... and none of the nobles came to my court demanding to demolish an entire district of houses belonging to those less fortunate in order to have just enough space to put their private pool that only they could use." Sombra explained as he seemed to have some difficulty keeping the frown on his face once Trixie began scrubbing his side. Actually... he finally took notice of her position once he felt her tail swish between his legs, putting him at half mast once his eyes popped open and he realized that the unicorn mare was straddling his stomach while she brushed his side. "Trixie... what are you-..."

He was interrupted as she slowly drew the brush along his side, hitting just the right spots to make his breath hitch in his throat as her tail continued to twitch. He was struck speechless as her soft breasts pressed against his chest, his own hands betrayed his currently-panicking mind as they gently slid along the seemingly-frail frame of the ex-performer's thighs.

"Dammit hands! She's related to us!"

"So is possibly three quarters of Equestria and likely ninety percent of the Crystal Empire."

"That makes it even worse!"

"Chill bro, there's like... fifty or more generations between us, the bloodline is so muddled that it's practically like being with a completely different person entirely... besides... when it's all over you get to say 'doesn't matter, had sex'..."

Sombra was quiet, on the outside he was locked in surprise as Trixie's lips met his own, her tongue wrestling with his brought a blush to his muzzle just as red as Trixie's. "...Damn you and your logic..." he mentally growled.

"That's because you know I'm right."

Trixie moaned into the kiss as she felt her body heat up. The kind of bliss she was in was just like when she had first taken hold of her saber only magnified tenfold. She nearly let out a scream of pleasure right when their lips met if it hadn't been for the immense amount of self control he had taught her for the past several weeks. Even with all of her training though, she wanted to feel him inside of her, scraping the shaft she was fondling with her tail alongside her inner walls. Her body clenched in excitement as the thought raced across her mind. Something about the kiss must have excited her mentor as well, since his stallionhood had stiffened to the point where it framed her rump almost perfectly. A few moments later she broke the kiss, leaving both of them panting for air as she looked down at him with just as much lust as she saw in his eyes. "Take me..." She pleaded almost silently as the words left her lips.

With that one plea, a million thoughts raced across the stallion's mind, one finally stuck enough to make him ask in response. "Are you a virgin...?"

Trixie leaned up a little more, tears formed at the edge of her eyes as she looked directly down to avoid his gaze. It took a few moments before she finally shook her head back and forth at what seemed like a snail's pace.

"...Good..." Sombra said with a relieved sigh, causing her to look up quickly in surprise. "It means you have to know what this would possibly entail... and that you at least have an idea of what you're doing." He let his hands grip her sides in order to pull her closer to him for another deep kiss. "...Doesn't matter, had sex indeed..."

"That's my line!"

Trixie was silently leaping with joy in her mind as she connected their kiss, her hands found purchase against the chiseled muscles of the ebony stallion below her. His hands quickly found their place once more on her hips as they helped her adjust her position enough so that she could feel the head of his stiff rod pressing against her warm folds.

"Are you ready?" He whispered, the deep baritone of his voice sounded like a drumbeat against her ears. She couldn't find the capacity to speak though, so the light blue unicorn simply gave a small nod and let her mind get washed away in the sea of pleasure that came with the head of his cock stretching her inner walls. When he finally stopped having enough movement to slide in her mind was hit by rapid-fire smaller waves of pleasure as he began to bounce her in his lap, each downward bounce brought her lower on the rod he was impaling her with while each inch rubbed against as much of her flesh as it could.

Her breath came in ragged pants as he thrusted against each bounce, each warm breath wafted across his neck as she was forced to break the kiss. The sloshing of the water around them reached her ears and only served to get her more and more excited as the seconds ticked by. She began to pick up her pace as she felt the bounces getting smaller and smaller until a single shiver up her entire spine and the feeling of his hips pressing against hers signaled that she was completely full and any movement would be nothing more than sheer bliss. Her legs wrapped tightly around Sombra's waist as she kissed her way up to the base of his ear. "P-please..." She panted heavily, getting him to shiver in her and release yet another small wave of pleasure up her spine. "Promise... Promise you won't leave me..." She begged. "I don't... want to be... alone again..."

Sombra shifted his hands along her back, tracing every muscle as he pulled her into a firm hug. "You won't be alone... I will stay with you." He growled with pleasure as he kissed her cheek, "I promise..."

From there on our everything that happened to Trixie felt like pure elation, starting when he had begun to slowly slide his stallionhood out of her, leaving just the head inside of her when the first wave of her orgasm forced her to tense up. She could tell that her mentor fought the urge to leap that cliff of pleasure with her but found out why a few seconds later as he started to slide himself back in, fitting his cock inside of her like a glove. Each time he would thrust he'd pick up the pace and before she knew it they both heard her trying to take her air in gasping breaths until he finally forced himself to hilt inside of her, unleashing an orgasm of his own that triggered another of hers.

When Trixie finally came down from the white-lighted high that the simultaneous orgasm had produced she blinked several times to realize that she was laying with her top half draped over the edge of the bath walkway while her lower half was in the warm water. She craned her head to look behind her once she felt something rubbing between her legs and saw that Sombra was on his knees behind her with his waist at her rump. Her look must have said what was on her mind because he gave a small chuckle.

"Your hands are free, if this next part gets to be a bit too much give three solid pounds against the tile on your right... alright?" She gave a slightly confused nod before he drew his hips back, dragging the top of his cock against her pussy in a way that caused her to shiver enough to turn her head back towards where it had originally been looking when she regained her sense. Her breath hitched as he started to slide in again, but the feeling was different... her breathing became a bit more labored... like it was incredibly hard, though not impossible, to breathe.

It took several seconds, and The Force tightening around her throat just a little more, to realize that Sombra was using the choking technique to restrict her oxygen intake. Each thrust and lack of oxygen in each breath caused the euphoria to jump back on overdrive through her system as she began to shift her hips back to meet with his.

It was amazing, each thrust threatened to have less oxygen than the last, her heart was beating at what felt like several miles a minute as her vision began to get spotted at the edges with each labored breath. A single, powerful thrust that connected his hips with hers and made her feel the head of his cock at the entrance of her womb was enough to make her scream out in pleasure as her own powerful orgasm caused her to tense up all around him, milking him for every ounce of pleasure that he could give while coating both of them in her cum. As her lungs emptied of what was left of her oxygen the Force Choke finally lifted so that Trixie could breathe once again through thick gulps of air.

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A black-coated hand gently turned Trixie over in the bath as the unicorn mare's breathing slowly returned to normal, gradually changing from heavy panting to relaxed coos as the brush attached to Sombra's right hand gently scrubbed at the lower part of her belly. "You've taken my lessons very well Trixie..."

"Of course... you're a wonderful teacher Sombra... maybe... maybe we can do this again sometime soon?" Trixie cooed as she reached up a hand to stroke the smooth coat of the stallion's cheek.

"Certainly, maybe even tomorrow if you're up for it." Sombra replied.

"I would appreciate that." Trixie hummed as her eyes drifted closed and her hand delicately slid down his chest.