Screw Order
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Prince Solaris sighed as he looked over the mountain of documents on his desk. He didn’t need to even read them to know what lay in store. Report about province A, plea from noble 1, plea from noble 2, six subcommittees asking for him to greenlight funds, fifteen letters from the treasury warning him yet again the royal coffers were not bottomless, plea from noble 3 warning him about nobles 1 and 2, fifty alerts from various guard units, at least a half dozen high officers requesting to maneuver somehow, announcement of state visit from representatives of country X, at least one hundred different executive motions he needed to sign to make the government move, and at least twelve invitations to formal dinners and functions from various nobles all trying to assure him that they could offer him the best meal, the most exclusive company, the best use of his valuable time to lend weight to something or other supreme pettiness, and of course the conveyance of political favor by gracing their little trifle with his presence
Solaris groaned. It was dark. In mockery of the dark circles under his bright eyes, the piles of work remained even as his candles burned low and his hearth dwindled to embers. He magicked aside the tray holding a massive empty teapot and planted his face on his desk. He moaned, “Why didn’t I let Blueblood succeed in making Equestria a constitutional kingdom? Then I could just make other ponies pick up the slack when I don’t feel like it, but since not, here’s to another sleepless night of administrative drudgery.”
The will to call for even more tea eluded him. Prince Solaris knew that he was well and truly burned out. He thought he heard a sound come from his balcony, but he ignored it.
He felt a presence in his room. Sharply, the prince lifted his head and turned towards it. His eyes found nothing. Perhaps he had imagined it? No, he couldn’t have. Fatigue may dull him, but it never played tricks on him. He looked around some more. He considered giving a challenge, but didn’t feel the need to inform whoever it was that they’d accidentally intruded on the divine sun god of Equestria, as if they could confuse him with another. The presence wasn’t by the balcony anymore – it’d gone somewhere above him. Prince Solaris ruled it out as either a pegasus getting curious or a guard checking in on him. Everything was under control. He had nothing to fear from anypony.
“Good evening, Solaris,” drawled an oily, female voice from behind him.
The alicorn huffed and turned around to see a female draconequus floating in midair a few feet away from him. “Eris, to what do I owe the pleasure?” Solaris replied through slightly gritted teeth. He cast a preservation spell over everything in his room, lest the chaotic bitch turn in all into balls of spiked iron suspended in raspberry jam with sentient quills zooming and biting around in it like sharks.
Eris was smiling broadly. Solaris felt a knot tighten in his empty stomach. Goodbye, productivity. With luck, Eris would pester him a bit about something like wanting gala tickets or to be allowed to receive some dignitaries and would be off so soon as she either got her way or realized Solaris wasn’t playing along. Without luck, the embodiment of chaos might just decide to give him several hours company while sending reality out to lunch. She had a peculiar glint in her eye. “If I do believe my ears, Prince Solaris, you just now were lamenting never having any time for fun.” As if to emphasize her point, Eris sent her ears walking over towards the prince, the organs nodding in agreement.”
“Well, Eris, being in charge isn’t all fun and games.”
Eris conjured a golden throne with red velvet cushions from thin air before mocking Solaris “E-wis, being in chargey-wargey isn’t just funsies and gamesies.” She laughed, “If I recall correctly, my rule of Equestria was all fun and games.” She smiled toothily as she played the sound of panicked ponies screaming.
Solaris growled, “Perhaps if you had even tried to rule, you would still be in charge.”
“You trapped me in stone. Twice.”
“Only once. The other time it was the element bearers.”
“But still, being locked up in stone for more than a thousand years is not fun. I’m a spirit of chaos, see. I need to play.” Eris levitated several cushions from Solaris’s bed around herself like orbited electrons in an outdated atomic model.
“I have things to do, so would you mind telling me what you’re doing here if you’re not going to leave?”
Eris appeared in front of Solaris’s face with a disingenuously huge smile. “I’m just being a good spirit of chaos, spreading fun and whimsy wherever I go.” She flourished, conjuring confetti, streamers, and balloon animals from thin air.
“I see…” Solaris drew back. “If you wish permission to play a prank, you have it if it is harmless. I have no need of your special brand of fun here.”
“Oh no no no,” shook Eris, hooking an arm Solaris like they were friends. “You have special need of me, oh great sovereign.” She snapped her claw and all the various documents attached themselves to the walls.
“Fuck it all!” Solaris yelled.¬¬¬¬
“More like fuck me,” drawled Eris, magicking herself onto the now clear desk with red neon XXX signs floating above her. She presented herself all laid out, one claw on her hip in a seductress’s pose. She licked her lips and met the royal alicorn’s eyes. The heat rose to the solar prince’s cheeks.
Solaris roared, “Eris, set everything back how it was now! All those papers are very important!”
Eris rolled away from him with a wolf whistle sound effect. “You calm down first, then I’ll return everything.” She shook her hips, “Wouldn’t you rather be doing something else? Don’t you get lonely, my sweet prince?” She faced him again and drew a paw down her body, rubbing her breasts sensuously as she drew down to her hips.
Solaris swallowed. The heat rose unbidden to his cheeks. He could tell from Eris’s increased smirk that she was detecting his reaction. Curse his marble white coat. Damn his bright crimson blood. Plague take hi involuntary reaction to the sexy draconequus before him. Try as he might to stay angry, try as he might to shoo her away, try as he might to remain on task, he could not deny what the more primitive parts of his brain were telling him. Eris was quite a sight to behold. Her thighs were deliciously rounded and tapered into fine legs. Her hips flared out just so. Her chest had a sumptuous curve to it that belay the feminine nature of its owner. Her sharp, pretty face always had a slightly seductive grine accentuated by how she held herself. And to cap it all off, her attitude more often than not elicited a desire from him to give her a rutting to shut her up if she truly wanted his attention so badly. Of course, Prince Solaris couldn’t just take the flirty fiend. He was a prince and had to be careful to whom he gave his company and seed. All it would take was just one session with a mare to sire offspring with a real claim to the throne, and it’d all be downhill from there. It was a little-discussed technicality in the law that a prince begotten by royalty would become king when wed and come of age – no telling what kind of new ruler Equestria would get. He shuddered to even think of the possibility of what might happen if the spawn of him and Eris ever were to sit the throne.
But still, he was a stallion, a healthy and hale stallion with needs and urges. How long had his gone unfulfilled? Not since the ancient days of grey-maned Starryswirl has he known a regular mate. How long had it been? Could he even remember the feeling of a warm body against his own or the sensation of being joined deeply with a mare?
Barring those things, could he, a pony, even produce offspring with an animistic spirit of chaos?
As if reading his mind, Eris drew closer to him. She smiled at him. “Are you going to keep me waiting? You’re getting so worked up about work you’re even bumming me out.” Smooth jazz music began playing mysteriously out of the air. “You gonna let me help you, prince charming? Your burden must be so hard and heavy without a mare to share it with.”
“I’m coping,” shook back Solaris through his blush. He was beginning to feel a far more significant involuntary reaction occurring near his haunches…
Eris floated closer to him, now in a seductive black lace negliglee. “Don’t be so stiff, Solaris.” She magicked floating hands to massage his back. A certain heady scent met his nostrils.
“Excuse me for being stiff, Eris, given what I have to put up with.”
A bench poofed into being and Eris sat across his lap on it, hanging off his neck and wheedling in his ear, “Come on, Solaris, we’re both immortals – no need to waste our endless lives with drudgery. We’re not a thousand anymore; why not take a bit of time out for ourselves not as alicorn and draconequus or prince and friend, but male and female?”
Solaris stood up and pushed Eris aside. “You know why I can’t do that, Eris. I’m a prince; I can’t just take a risk in bedding any mare.”
Eris laughed deeply. “Solaris, I’m a draconequus and well, you’re a pony. I know you might have been too busy getting your scepter polished by the gentry, but we can’t produce offspring – that’d be absurd.” Prince Solaris had to roll his eyes considered the statement and who it was from. He shivered, feeling something brush up against his erection. “Besides, are you sure there’s nothing I can do to help with your current predicament?”
Solaris’s resolve was starting to break. He couldn’t muster up a commanding voice to say, “Do something else and restore my papers.”
With a flash, Eris changed into a sexy secretary uniform. “Oh, yes, sir,” she teased, sashaying her ass as she walked forward and then bent over to pick up some papers, wriggling more and giving him a very good look at her bare goods. “If you would perhaps have me some extra motivation, I could have this done in a snap, sir.” Eris giggled. Solaris sighed.
“Alright. Fine. Do what you must.” Before he could do anything else, Eris magicked him into a big leather armchair. The next second, she was crawling towards him. Perhaps she was using magic. Perhaps she wasn’t. Either way, the Prince was stunned to see the smoldering look in her eyes. She crawled towards him on all fours, breasts jiggling, hips swaying, eyes focused only on him. He blushed furiously, his cock now standing plainly at attention.
“Thank you, sir.” Eris approached slowly, taking her time to writhe and poise for him every inch of the way. She felt him tremble when she at last drew near. She licked her lips as she said, “Prepare to be blown away.” Her mouth engulfed him.
The prince groaned. Of course Eris would start with a pun, but WOW, could she blow! Her lips and tongue flowed over his cock like heaven. Her hot, soft mouth felt amazing on his hard dick. She sucked, sending ripples of pleasure throughout Solaris’s body. His balls tightened. “Incredible…” Eris hummed appreciatively at his response. The sexy devil cast her hair aside to look him in the eye as she passionately sucked him off from base to tip. Her great skill made him shudder. He was so tense, but the relentless waves of pleasure brought him some relaxation. With a small smile, he pat Eris on the head. How sexy she looked with his cock disappeared all the way to the balls in her magnificent mouth. “Wow…: With every bob of her head, each lick of her tongue, and pulse of suction, the pleasure in him built. His desire grew. He put a second hoof on the draconequus’s head. Pleasure like he hadn’t felt in decades assailed him. He felt the near-forgotten tightness in his balls. He gripped tighter, feeling himself grow more sensitive. “Eris, I’m going to…”
Eris hummed affirmatively and sped up, her head bobbing up and down like a bird. His cock couldn’t get any harder. He was starting to pant. His balls drew up tight against his body. The prince tensed and gasped. Such pleasure. Then, with a cry, he pushed her head down all the way. His cock jumped, mad with pleasure. His body shook as cum spewed from his dick. Eris’s delightful mouth sucked and swallowed it all away, lavishing lusty licks on the sensitive underside and head, driving Solaris to grit his teeth and grunt at the exquisite pleasure.
Before long, the throbbing cock shrunk a bit and Eris released Solaris with a gasp. “How was that?”
“Very good, Eris. Thank you. Now if you would?”
Eris cut him off with a claw pressed against his muzzle. “Come now, Solaris, but you’re getting a little ahead of yourself.”
Prince Solaris almost asked hard when he felt Eris’s paw grasp his still hard cock. “Oh…”
“Not that. I said I’d leave you be if you fucked me.” Eris bent over the alicorn’s desk and taunted, “Well, I’m waiting.” Her taught ass jiggled seductively. His instincts awakened but still shy of touch, Solaris stood up and slowly approached the exposed draconequus.
He reared up behind her, forehooves on the desk, erection bobbing by her slit. “Eris, it has been a long time since I have been intimate with a mare…”
The draconequus genuinely laughed a hearty chuckle. Prince Solaris, strong sovereign monarch of Equestria was acting like a scared teenager about to bed a beauty. “Just fuck me already. It’s okay; those lips won’t bite.”
Prince Solaris steeled himself and rubbed against Eris’s slit. She was hot and dripping wet. A grin appeared on the alicorns face as the feeling of her tempting vulva revitalized his cock to full strength. He trembled with not just need but anticipation. Eris let out a lusty hum as she felt him harden and rub against her. He lined himself up with her entrance and thrust forwards. He slid in all the way and hilted. His eyes went wide. He body felt electric. The first wave of pleasure washed over him. Eris’s insides felt amazing.
His mate moved under him, rocking her hips back and forth with a low moan. The prince pushed into her, wanting to feel all her warmth around his length. She felt so good. The silky ribbed walls of her pussy greeted and caressed his dick as he filled her. He hilted in her, feeling a burst of pleasure as she in turn jerked her hips to math his. His mind blocked out everything but the immediate pleasure of being balls deep in an immortal seductress. He let out a sigh, letting himself relax inside her. Her walls, strange and familiar, felt welcome. He remembered earlier nights, how many mares he had rutted in his youth, how many bloodlines he had contributed to. His body remembered the motions his brain could not. Each wiggle of his mate’s hips brought about a stout thrust from his, eager to claim her as his own.
“You like rutting me, don’t you?” Eris teased as she thrust back at him.
Solaris reared up and surveyed his prize, seeing the slender, serpentine body below him, taught round buttocks quivering as they fucked. He gave her a smack. “Absolutely.” He grabbed her ass and squeezed as he surged into her hot cunt again. “Eris…”
Eris coiled around him like a serpent. “Take me.” She kissed him deeply, grinding her hips against his hilted cock.
Solaris growled and banged her harder. He drew out and thrust back in. Hard. He rammed the draconequus as hard as he could. The carnal pleasure washed over them, dousing them both in carnal lust. The prince and the spirit fucked frantically, driven by their flaming desires, one to be filled and the other to give. Bestial desire suffused them with lust. They fucked like mad as they raced to the end, rushing towards the cliff of pleasure, to reach their climax and collapse. Their breathing soon came in rasps and pants and their hearts hammered. They moaned and grunted. Sweat covered their bodies. They lost track of time in a haze of haywire primal instincts and the base flesh of their bodies going mad, forsaking the reason of their developed minds. They kept going on, fucking like animals until the pleasure reached a fever peak.
“Solaris, don’t stop,” Eris pleaded.
“I can’t, Eris. I’m about to cum.”
“Cum inside me.”
“Fuck, Eris!”
“Yes, Solaris, fucking fill me!”
The two kissed deeply, tongues dueling as orgasm overwhelmed them both. Eris’s cunt squeeze and milk. The draconequus’s female instinct made her squeal and squirm as she desperately tried to take the cock as deep as she could. The pony let loose with a shout as the cum spilled from his cock. He emptied his balls, madly thrusting as deeply into the heavenly cunt as possible, holding nothing in reserve as he released his essence. They strained against each other like mad beasts, lost in the lightning flashes of pleasure that blanked their minds as their bodies shook and writhed with complete abandon as their nerves blazed with orgasmic fire from their sexual peak. Eris spasmed uncontrollably, driving Solaris’s cock to release so much it hurt. Even as they cooled down, they remained an entangled pile of spent limbs, Eris still weekly trying to milk her exhausted mate and Solaris’s spent cock and balls trying to pump the last vestiges of cum they could into his mate’s filled pussy.
They kissed one last time with feeling as they lay together. After some time, Eris snapped her fingers and everything was rearranged perfectly. “Eris, thank you.”
She separated from him as she walked towards the balcony. She oilily purred, “Oh, Solaris, you were the best night I ever spent.” She flew from the balcony just as Solaris heard a rapping at his door.
“Your majesty, you are late to raise the sun!”
Oh crap, he really had made a whole night of it. That bitch! Sensations and images of their coupling filled his mind. That sublime bitch…
Author's Note
Thanks for reading this. I know this is far from my best work, but I wanted to come back with a bang so here it is. I'm going to really try on my next peice, my first shot at Sparity.
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