A Once in a Lifetime Present
A Once in a Lifetime Present
At that moment, I’m pretty sure a shot of tranquilizer delivered right to my cheeks wouldn’t have stopped me from smiling.
I sat in the stands — dead-center in the upper balcony. It was a perfect spot to watch the love of my life, the mare I married, be crowned the General of Equestria’s armed forces.
Night Watch would deny it with every fiber of her being — she’d say she didn’t deserve such an honor, that she was just doing her duty. That’s part of what I love about her. Her humble nature always made her so self-conscious. What she’s always failed to realize however, is that there isn’t a single member of the Night Guard that doesn’t owe her their life.
She’s been Equestria’s General in all but name for the past three years, ever since she completed the hardest training the princess and princes could put her through. Even my cousin, Moon Shield, her commander, had to give up after just two years. The princesses took over at that.
It wasn’t that Moon Shield was a quitter, far from it. But after three months of developing the hardest scenario she could think of, and then to watch Night Watch blow past it in four hours, only to ask for a real challenge, she had no choice but to call it quits. There was simply nothing more Moon Shield could teach her.
The princesses had fared a little better. Their thousands’ of years experience had tripped up Night Watch, at first anyway. After six months of training under their tutelage, she’d caught up; a year later, she’d surpassed even them.
It was then that they declared her training over and she took on her first real world operation.
Words like prodigy, tactical genius, and military mastermind were thrown around to describe Night Watch. Me? I just called her wife, or love in our more… heated moments.
I knew — I knew she was hating every moment of this. Still, I also understood that things like this are not meant for the receiver. Rather, they’re meant for the public at large. Of course that wouldn’t stop the scowl from being on her face at having to go through this.
Pah-pa-rah!
The trumpets sounding signaled the start of the ceremony. I looked directly below me to see her walk out and head down the red carpet to the center of the stage. The room itself was jammed packed with ponies. Most part of the Night Guard, some part of the Solar Guard, and more than a fair share of nobles looking to make a good impression with this new — very powerful — political figure in their midst.
My eyes took them all in with my peripheral vision, for my focus was only for Night. The short mare thestral with the dark-grey coat and jet-black low-cut mane. I couldn’t see her piercing light green eyes, but I knew I didn’t need to: they would be glued right on Princess Luna, all but hating the princess for forcing her to go through with this.
Night Watch was dressed in a informal uniform for wear during royal regalias. The princesses had asked a mare named Rarity to design it for her. After three days of poking and prodding, I had been slightly worried that Night might take Rarity's head off in the end.
I’m more than grateful she hadn’t. The dress wasn’t for military operations — at all. But it somehow bridged the gap between refined mare and military commander. A line I didn’t even know existed until I saw the fruits of the mare’s labor.
As I watched her walk down the carpet, I found myself continuing to smile. Night’s twitching ears, rapid movement of her tail, and slightly-lowered head all told me she was hating this. But she’d do her duty.
Of course that wasn’t the reason I was smiling.
I was smiling because I knew what would happen next. What they had done was put Night Watch in a long, flowing dress, and forced her to walk down a long red carpet in front of more eyes than I could hope to count.
Some days I think the princesses just like screwing with her.
“Aha!”
I smiled as I watched the inevitable occur right in front me. Night Watch had one small issue she’d never been able to overcome; one slight, what you might call, character defect that defined her — well, other than her small size that is.
Night Watch was kind of a klutz.
Her front hoof caught on her dress and she fell flat on her muzzle.
That some of the spectators started to laugh didn’t make things any better, and I couldn’t help but feel my own anger running towards them. Yes, Night might be like that sometimes, but she is still Night — my Night.
Night Watch groaned and shook her head before shooting the laughing ones a glare that made them shut up in a second. As if nothing had happened, she stood up and continued her way. I knew that Luna would get an earful after this, and part of me couldn’t wait to hear her making a snail out of Luna. Again.
As she cleared the last bit of the walkway, my eyes caught sight of several of the Night Guard moving a little closer to the nobles that did laugh. They weren’t stupid, there was no overt threat or drawing of blades; although, had they, not even the princess themselves could’ve stopped the slaughter that would occur.
Bat-ponies — thestrals, whatever they wanted to call us — we have a tendency to make ponies nervous just by being around. A little factoid that has been true for over a thousand years. I smiled as I saw the nervous glances the nobles gave at suddenly being that much closer to a large number of us.
Those who knew, well, they had expected it of Night Watch. Those that didn’t, they were quickly brought up to speed. Or they lived in fear for their lives.
The four princesses on the stage hadn’t even batted an eyelid at what happened.
Night Watch arrived in front of her princess — our princess, Princess Luna. Night stopped and bent her front hoof, bowing before Luna for what would be the last time.
The rank of general, it was… rare to say the least. According to Night Watch, only two ponies before her have ever held it, and the last time the princesses gave a pony this rank was over three hundred years ago. The reason for this is that whoever holds this rank, has command over every pony in Equestria during times of war. Contrary to popular belief, Equestria was almost always at war — something we worked hard to keep from the average pony. And yes, every pony included the princesses.
It’s simply a fact of life: peace and harmony come at a cost, a cost that is paid in blood.
“Arise, Night Watch,” Luna spoke, the acoustics of the room carrying her voice over the entire crowed without the need to shout.
Night Watch obeyed her order, the last order she’d be forced to obey in her life. Well, other than mine that is.
“For over a millennium, Equestria has been protected by the Night Guard, our strongest defenders and the true force of our military might,” Luna started. I could hear some Solar Guard scowl at that, but the Night Guard all had big smiles upon their muzzles at those words. “We’ve been defended by your strength at arms, your tactical genius, and your bravery. However, every few generations, a true prodigy would emerge from your ranks: a pony that would rise through the ranks faster than any other; one that’s gifted like no other, that can see the ebbs and flow of battle like no other. The first one, General Shadowtide, was identified over nine-hundred years ago by my sister, Princess Celestia.”
Celestia walked up and joined Luna in front of Night Watch. “Shadowtide was a brilliant strategist, he personally saved our fledgling nation Equestria from more threats than I care to count, threats that are only a myth today. There was just one problem that we encountered during our time together. For any any military operation, you cannot have two ponies giving commands. There must be one voice leading the army.”
Twilight walked up next. “Which is why Celestia rewarded him with the rank of general. In times of war, in times of conflict, there must be only one voice giving command, one voice taking the lead. Under most circumstances, this would be Princess Celestia or Princess Luna. However, when a pony rises through the ranks, when one is revealed who’s special talent is war itself, that pony far better serves Equestria as that voice than any princess could ever hope to.”
Cadance took over. “The rank of general is not an easy one. Yes, the one who has it will have supreme command of all of Equestria’s armed forces, including the alicorns. However, with that command comes the responsibility of ensuring Equestria’s safety and sovereignty. The rank can only be bestowed upon those that every princess has signed off on, one that has proven themselves worthy time and time again, whose honor, bravery, dedication, valor, loyalty, and skill are without question.”
Luna placed her hoof upon Night Watch’s shoulder. “Night Watch. It is with the unanimous consensus of every princess of Equestria that you are such a pony. That you have been deemed to possess all these qualities and more. That you and you alone are fitting to bear this rank. However, the final choice is and always will be, yours. Night Watch, will you assume the rank of general? Do you vow to dedicate your life to serving your country as its highest ranking military commander? Will you carry this responsibility upon your shoulders until the day you die?”
“Well, I have one condition upon it,” Night Watch smiled and my breath caught up in my throat.
Did she just deny the rank if they don’t fulfil her condition?
“I want one mare at my side for this, and one mare only. You know who I mean,” Night Watch said with a grin.
To say such a request was unusual would be to say that the sky was pink. However, this entire thing was unusual. I expected Luna to look put out, but instead, she just chuckled.
It took me a second to realize that she was chuckling at me.
Luna smiled at me. “Captain, come up here.”
Every set of eyes turned to me, including Night’s. My wife looked like she had played a trump card or something. I kind of hated her for that. Not really though. It was just… unexpected? I guess, after all of our time together, I should’ve expected it by now though.
“Captain, we’re waiting for you,” Night Watch called out to me with a shit-eating grin on her muzzle.
I sighed and flexed my wings to fly down to the stage. My sides still hurt a little, a small pain that reminded me to keep an eye on my sides on the battlefield. Minotaur swords are sharp.
With a flap, I took flight and glided down to land right next to my wife. It was hard to stay mad at her when she nuzzled up against my side in a very… unprofessional contact. I suppose when this is over it’s not like they can say shit about it. The rank of general is for life, and after this, she’ll be the one that makes the rules. With a smile I realized that this was something I should’ve expected as well.
Luna smiled at the two of us. Ever since that day she had all but caught us in the center of the hallway, she’d always laughed at the love we had for each other. Even when she did catch us a few times at some rather… inopportune times. During those times she was the one to apologize and let us get back to it. Something that caused my jaw to drop when it happened… especially when she caught us on the thrones.
“Is that better?” Luna asked with a smile. I noticed then that all four princesses had smiles upon their muzzles as well. I didn’t have to look behind me to know that there were more than one scowling face coming from the nobles though.
“Very much so,” Night Watch all but purred, causing me to chuckle a little.
“Very well, and your answer?”
“In this case…” Night Watch turned to me, leaving the princess in the middle of an answer. “Captain Blue Moon. Will you stand at the side of your general, supporting her in every situation life can throw up, but not only in the battlefield, but also in private at your beloved wife’s side?”
My muzzle simply hung open. That was something I didn’t expect as well. She wanted me to…
It was dumb, it was completely against all military protocol, but, at that moment, it was the only thing I could do. I leaned down and kissed her. In front of almost the entire Night Guard, the nobles, and the princesses, I broke almost a dozen military rules and kissed my superior officer/wife. My ears picked up several coos from the Night Guard and princess, as well as several small conversations going on about how inappropriate my actions were. ‘Normal ponies’ really don’t know anything about us, or else they’d have known that we have excellent hearing.
When our kiss broke, she was left staring at me, that smile upon her face. “I’d stand by you through the gates of Tartarus, my love.”
Night turned to Princess Luna and stood to her full height. Which was pointless as, at her full height, she came up to my chin and not even to Luna’s chest. But it seemed appropriate. “Then, Princess Luna, I accept. I will carry the title of general from this day until the day I die.”
At those words, all four princesses bowed to General Night Watch, quickly followed by the Night Guard and, after a clear moment's hesitation, the nobles.
“If you bow to me I’ll cut your wings off,” General Night Watch whispered to me as she saw me starting to move to do the same.
“Is it weird that this somehow sounds appealing?” I whispered back, blushing slightly.
“Not at all if you’d know about what I sometimes dream,” she chuckled before focusing her attention back forward.
Luna was the first to stand up, followed by the princess, nobles, and Night Guard. She cleared her throat and spoke one more time. “It’s my high honor to present General Night Watch, supreme commander of Equestria’s armed forces!”
The trumpets played, the drums beat, and the cheering began. I leaned down and whispered into my love’s ear, “So how does it feel to be the third general ever? To have command over the princesses themselves?”
She raised one eyebrow and glared at me. “It doesn’t mean anything as long as I got command over you,” she purred slightly. “Besides, it’s not like this actually changes anything — I was doing all of this before I had some fancy rank. It just means they can’t overrule me anymore.”
My sword wound hurt when she mentioned that. That was the real reason this had happened. Celestia picked the worst possible time to countermand Night’s plan, something that cost me my entire unit, and almost my life. All because Celestia thought she was helping.
“General, Captain, would you please join me for a second?” Luna whispered to the two of us.
It took me a second to process that a Princess of Equestria had just asked us something. Something we could refuse. Not that there was any reason to.
“Of course, Princess,” Night Watch said with a smile as she nudged me to start walking with the princess.
On reflex alone, I held out a hoof in front of Night before she could take more than two steps.
“What?”
“Your hooves, general,” I said with a smile, gesturing down to her front hooves tangled up in her dress. Had she taken another step, she’d have ended up on the floor again.
“What would I do without you?” she chuckled and quickly gave me a peck.
I grinned as she untangled her hooves and we walked together one more time. We walked past a lot of ponies that were practically rushing the stage to introduce themselves to Equestria’s newest general.
The look of confusion upon their faces spoke of a strong desire to make a good impression, and apprehension of being close to not only one, but two bat-ponies.
I know they’ll eventually get over it. They wouldn’t want to let a little thing like race come between them and trying to get on Night’s good side. Politics made for some rather strange bedfellows. But for now, it kept most of them at bay.
Luna opened the door at the side of the room and let us walk by. She closed it behind us before turning. “Thank you for taking the time to talk to me. I know you two would probably rather be… celebrating?”
We both blushed at that. It’s kind of hard to deny the truth though. I know I couldn’t wait to get home to ravish her to an inch of her life. After all, my general deserved nothing else.
“Well, I wanted to give you a special… gift to enjoy.”
“Princess Luna?” Night asked.
“You can call me Luna.” The alicorn smiled as she powered her horn and teleported a flask into the room.
My eyes locked on the green flask held in her magic. “Prin— Luna, what… what is that?” I couldn’t help but ask.
“It’s a potion, a very powerful one containing a spell I think you might enjoy. I won’t spoil the effects for you though. Use it or don’t, it’s up to you. But be warned, once it is in effect, it’s effects are only good for one use, then it’ll disappear. I trust in both of you that you will take good use of… what it might bring.” Luna winked.
“Do you understand what she means? A spell that last for one use?” Night asked me, confusion written on her face.
“I have no clue,” I replied, “but I’m kinda looking forward to finding out.”
Luna smiled as she passed the potion over to me. “Be warned: that potion is next to impossible to make. If you spill it or waste it, there will be no more.”
I nodded my understanding and carefully tucked the potion into my dress.
“Now I’m sure you two have… other business you might want to get to?” Luna asked with a wink.
“Of course,” Night said with a cute, blushing smile. We both turned to leave before Luna called out one more time.
“Where’re you going?” Luna asked.
“Umm… home?” Night asked, gesturing to the window.
The princess chuckled. “You’re a general now, Night Watch. You have your own room in the castle. This way.”
The way Luna was pointing was directly to her own chambers.
“W-what?” Night gasped.
“The chamber next to mine: it’s yours,” Luna chuckled.
Great, more opportunity for Luna to catch and even hear us. The real question though, why did that somewhat excite me?
We walked coat to coat, following the Princess of the Night to our new… home? True to her word, our room was right across her own. However, when she opened the door and we walked inside, what I saw made my jaw drop.
“I hope you don’t mind, but during the coronation the palace guard took the liberty of moving all your items to this room. If you want anything changed, don’t hesitate to ask.”
The front room was huge, decorated with all the refinements one might expect in the princesses’ own bedchambers. The couch alone was worth more bits than I might see in a decade of service. The carpet, the rug, all of it… it was all top-quality material.
I could see our stuff too. Our pictures — the mementos of our wedding — they were all nicely laid out and decorated the walls and countertops. They had brought all of our stuff, which was quite impressive in that short amount of time. Truth be told, we moved in together into a bigger apartment after our wedding, just smashing all of our furniture and personal belongings together. To say it was a lot would’ve been an understatement. Yet, all of it fit in this single chamber as if it wasn’t that much at all.
“Umm… all of our stuff?” Night asked, her eyes going to the bedroom.
Luna chuckled. “Do not worry, General, they are… discrete.”
“This is… for us?” I asked, still not believing what my eyes were showing me.
“Indeed, you are both high ranking officials now, on par with the princesses. As such you will hereby be afforded the same protection and amenities as the princesses themselves.”
“I do hope you have strong silence-proof spells on walls, windows, and doors,” Night blurted out and I gasped, turning deep red as the princess just laughed.
“Of course. And as far as me, don’t worry — I can keep a secret. After all, I do walk in your dreams, you know.”
At that moment, Night and I blushed even more. That was indeed something we hadn’t thought of before, and with all the stuff going on between us. In our dreams… it was… worse.
Oh dear Luna… she knew everything!
“What two lovers do in the privacy of their own room — and other places — is between them,” Luna said as she turned and walked away. “Have a good night, general.”
We both looked at each other at that, blushing even deeper as she closed and locked the door for us with her magic.
When the bolt locked, it was like someone rang the bell in our ears. I practically threw Night to the ground, no longer wanting to wait.
“Someone’s eager,” Night chuckled before I locked lips with her in a passionate kiss.
From a distance, looked at by ponies that didn’t know her, Night could be mistaken for a foal. I myself had gotten a few strange looks from ponies on the nights we did go out on the town. But she was anything but that — she was a mare, my mare, through and through.
She was even older than me.
I could always see the truth in her eyes — in those light green eyes that managed to pierce into my very soul. Her eyes told the tale more so than looks ever could. She could see what others could not, she knew your seventh move before you even started to consider your third. She had the body of a thirteen year old, the physical abilities of a twenty-two year old, but the eyes of a mare in her thousands — one that could see your actions before you even thought about them.
They had run tests. There was nothing magical about her, not in the literal sense anyway. The fact that of all the ponies that had desired her, she somehow wanted me; that was more magical than all the alicorn magic in the world combined.
It was a wonder that she loved me, and even more so that she’d agreed to marry me. Yes, it was me that asked her. And not in the elegant way, mind you. She told me after the fact that my stumbling and bumbling was the cutest thing she had ever seen in her life, even beating the look on my face at the end of a great orgasm. I told her that was exactly how I saw her clumsiness, something that still irks her, but I think she’s come to accept it, after a fashion anyway.
Standing over her body now, my tall frame easily dominating her smaller one, our lips pressed together, all our times together came back to me. It was amazing to me how every kiss felt like our first, our first kiss seven years ago today.
I wonder if she remembers? I was the one who asked Luna to move the ceremony to today.
If she did or didn’t I didn’t really care. After a full minute, I pulled back, seeing that adorkable look upon her muzzle as I did so, a small line connecting our two muzzles.
“So, are you going to take me on the floor, or do you want to move this to the bedroom for our first time here?” she asked, like she didn’t know the answer already.
“Floor, couch, bed, kitchen, ceiling, bathroom, bedroom, there’s not a spot in this chamber I won’t fuck your brains out.”
“Mhh, I like the thought of fucking you through the whole chambers,” Night chuckled. “Question is… do we use Luna’s gift now or later?”
“Later,” I whispered huskily. “There is an itch that needs to be taken care of. Right. Now.”
Using leverage and my own surprise, she effortlessly rolled us over, her on top right now. I chuckled, she just smiled. “I know all the right ways to scratch that itch.”
At that moment, her muzzle dove right for my neck, lightly nipping at it, and licking up the small amount of blood that came out. I cooed in pleasure, but, somehow, found the peace of mind to put Luna’s gift up on the couch right next to us, knowing that our love making could get rather rough at times and not wanting anything to happen to it.
Had I not been used to it, I would’ve commented about how her bites didn’t even hurt anymore. The other races look down upon us, thinking that our love for blood is somehow wrong or unnatural — they simply don’t understand how good it feels to give and take of yourself.
Well they do, somewhat, but not like we know.
Her teeth sunk into my neck and she began deeply drinking from me. Causing me to gasp in pure, unadulterated, pleasure. With speed she pulled back, causing a small amount of blood to almost fountain out of the two wounds she left in the side of of my neck. “Mmhmm, I love licking you clean,” Night stated as her tongue played over my neck and wounds.
“I love feeling your tongue,” I replied with a smile. “In more ways than you’ll ever know.”
“Oh, I think I can imagine,” she said with a smile as my own superior healing already caused the two puncture wounds on my neck to close.
At that she licked her lips a few times before starting to move down upon my body. The mare knew every spot that would make me go wild, and as with all her plans, she put that knowledge to good use.
Her wings led the way, the leathery appendages leaving little scapes upon my skin that her muzzle followed with little licks down my barrel. After seven years together, there wasn’t a single barrier between us anymore. Anything you could think of, we’ve done, twice.
And I’d enjoyed every minute of it.
So had she.
It made me gasp as her sharp fangs dove for my teats, lightly nipping on them, making me shudder in pleasure. I knew what would come next, her licks and light nipping just foreplay for the real deal. As her fangs pierced my nipples, the fire burned uncontrollably in my loins, begging for more, begging the mare to drink forever from me.
I didn’t know, nor would ever know what it was like to actually feed a foal, but this was good enough for me. Her fangs piercing my nipples, her body drawing substance from my own. It was amazing to me.
While she drank from me, Night’s wings found their way to the sides of my dress and pulled on both ends. I heard it ripping and tearing from the mare’s strength, exposing my back and hindquarters to the hungry mare. At that moment, at that time, I simply didn’t care. She could brand me for life, and as long as she was the one that did it, I would’ve carried her mark happily until the day I died.
As such it came as a disappointment when she pulled up and licked her lips clean once more. “Blue, I love your body — it’s so toned.”
I raised my head to look down at the mare. There was a big gap between the two of us. I was a linebreaker — in war my job was to hold the line, or to break theirs. My training had concentrated on muscle mass, on being the anvil that would not break. My pale-purple coat was rippled with underlying muscle mass, my two-tone blue mane kept short for more practical uses in combat.
Night was anything but. She was rightly valued for her intelligence and planning, but that didn’t mean she let herself skimp on her own training. Oh no. She concentrated on speed, on being the quickest, the fastest, and the most deadly. More than one foe had met their end on her signature blade-hooves. She was a lithe little thing that would slit your throat in the time it took you to blink.
“Yours isn’t so bad either,” I replied back, smiling all the while.
We were about as opposite as we could be, but, somehow, that just made it all the more exciting.
“Now you’d better continue before I put my body to use. And trust me, I won’t let you free for the next… I would say hours, but that’d be a lie,” I chuckled.
“Mhh… how could I say no to that?” she hummed, diving back and piercing my other teat, repeating the progress and drinking greedily from me, causing me to throw my head back in pleasured bliss.
Oh sweet Luna, what I’d give for this never to come to an end!
My hoof went to the back of her head, pressing her down deeper and deeper into me. She replied in kind, moaning with her joy at what she was doing. I had to place my hooves on the back of her head; otherwise, they’d be working on the heat between my legs.
My loins felt like they were on fire. They wanted — no, needed — to be touched, to be stroked, to be used or abused however Night wanted. My body wanted to fulfill that need with a hoof, but I knew better: whatever temporary pleasure I could give myself if I wanted, Night would magnify that a million times over.
She pulled off, admiring her work on my very sensitive teats. What she did next almost caused me to cum for the first time that night. I saw her pucker her lips and blow, first across my right teat, and then my left. My mouth moaned and my marehood leaked — like really leaked. I could feel the dock of my tail growing wet with dispensed juices practically flowing from me.
Her muzzle moved down between my legs, blowing a soft trail of air directly over my wet, waiting, slit. I moaned in appreciation at her actions. “Wow, you need this tonight, huh?”
“No, I need you, Night!” I practically screamed.
Her eyes darted from me to the calendar on the wall. She nodded her understanding and then dove back in. I felt her tongue play upon my labia, her teeth lightly biting my lips, and her breathing upon my clit. She hit me from three different angles all at the same time.
Oh thank Luna! Night always just knew when the time for foreplay was over. She’d always drive me right to the edge, right where it would be maddening to me to wait any longer, and then dive right in.
The traditional tactic would have been for her to simply continue until I came, until I got the relief I so desperately needed. And that would have been more than acceptable to any normal mare.
Night was anything but a normal mare, or a follower of traditional tactics. When we fought an enemy, she left no doubt in their mind they had lost. In the bedroom she was the exact same way. Her wings looped around and with seven years of experience, started to play with my hypersensitive teats. At the same time I felt her tongue began licking into me, my hot folds accepting it with thanks.
I should’ve known that she wouldn’t simply fight me. She would basically destroy me.
As soon as her fangs scratched upon my labia, I knew that foreplay was more than definitely over. I knew it much more as her fangs suddenly pierced my labia and her tongue spread me wide, all the while her wings never stopped with my sensitive teats.
“NIght, I-I-I…”
She increased her suction, enjoying both my blood and my juices as the ultimate smorgasbord of flavor. The extra draw was more than enough to shove me over the edge. I closed my eyes and cried out into the empty room, testing the walls for just how soundproof they actually were.
When my cries subsided, my body panting with the after-effects of my first orgasm that night, I noticed that she hadn’t let go. My head looked up and saw her still sucking on my pussy, drinking down every drop of blood and cum she could, even if a good amount had ended up on her muzzle.
When her light green eyes met my pinkish-red ones, she stopped and started to crawl up my body to my muzzle. I knew what was coming and sat up to meet her halfway. Our lips met and she opened her mouth to my own. The smorgasbord she had been enjoying flowed into my own muzzle, along with her tongue. She had saved some for me to enjoy as well. I swallowed down what she had given me, tasting myself, her, and us all at the same time. She cooed in delight at our sharing, even playing with my tongue with her own.
When she pulled back, I followed her and started to lick her muzzle clean with my own. Night giggled at my actions, blushing, but she didn’t pull away, she let me enjoy the flavor of her muzzle coated with my blood and cum.
When I stopped, I said, “We should get you out of that dress before we get any more stains upon it.”
“Why Blue Moon, if you want me out of my clothes, all you have to do is ask.”
I grinned at her. “Strip. Now.”
She got off me, her dress flowing behind her as she stood to her hooves. I watched as she moved one hoof to the side of her dress, slowly pulling it down from her shoulders.
She’s going slowly on purpose.
In a way, it was strange not to see her in her customary purple armor. She wasn’t wearing it now because it had been all but destroyed when she took on over ten minotaurs solo. Not that this didn’t look amazing on her — it did. Every fiber of my being wanted to rip it off her like she did my own, but I resisted. This was, quite literally, the nicest dress Night owned. And I wanted to see her in it every chance I got. Especially if she was going to make a show of taking it off like this.
Her hoof pulled the fabric of her white dress down her shoulder. My mouth watered upon seeing her fur revealed ever so slowly before my eyes. Her dark grey coat revealed inch by torturous inch. The scars that lined her body — some from training, some from real combat — revealed themselves to me with torturous slowness. I knew every one of those scars, intimately, just as she knew all of mine.
Night switched from her right hoof left shoulder, to her left hoof right shoulder, repeating the process all over again.
Luna, I’ve never been so turned on in my life.
Her neck was fully uncovered first, followed by her shoulders, and then her hooves. With a vexing look in her eye, I watched as she pulled her right hoof to her mouth and lightly, carefully, bit the fabric to pull her hoof free. All the while, her light green eyes were locked upon mine. With her hoof free she opened her muzzle and let the sleeve fall from her mouth. It seemed to move in slow motion, falling as if gravity was only half on or something. She waited until it was all the way on the floor before slowly lifting her left to her muzzle to repeat the process.
What happened next surprised even me. I — literally — could take no more. I threw myself at her, pushing her to the ground and locking her lips on my own. Our tongues met each other in a lover’s embrace as my hooves found the edges of her dress and ripped the garment free of her body — her lovely, lovely body.
She bit my lip, causing me to pull back in surprise. “You ruined my dress, Captain.”
“Right now, General, I couldn’t give a buck less.”
“Rip it all the way off,” Night said with a seductress’s voice.
“As you command, General.”
At those words I stood up and grasped the dress in my muzzle. I really, really, really didn’t intend to do this when we started, and only now, with the benefit of hindsight, do I realize that this had been her intent all along. She hated formal attire with a passion, and used me to make sure she wouldn’t have to wear it again. I guess I should be offended by that. I’m not — with a wife like her, you simply put your trust in her and learn to go with the flow.
The sheer fabric didn’t stand a chance against my brute strength. In less than a second her body was free of the offending straps of fabric. I looked down to see her on her back, a smile upon her face, her back hooves spread wide, just — and only — for me.
I couldn't do but look between those powerful, athletic hooves, right over her slightly damp folds. It was a view that could always attract me; a view I wouldn't want to miss for a single day. Winking, she gave me a clear invite I couldn't ignore.
Night’s tactical brilliance was unmatched in all of Equestria — something the princesses just publicly recognized on the battlefield, and something I more than recognize in the bedroom. After two years of us being together, I stopped trying to play her game, to try to match what she could do. There was just no point, it’d be a game I’d always lose.
Still, that’s not to say I was a slacker either. I was a linebreaker after all. The best, strongest unit in the army, my physical attributes matched such skill, and my lovemaking was merely an extension of that.
And it drove her wild all the same.
She’d use foreplay, attacking from multiple angles, surprise and tactics making me putty in her hooves. Me? I went straight for the enemy stronghold. Diving right into her pussy and going to town, using my strength and endurance to my advantage.
If she’s ever had any complaints, she’s never told me about them.
“Hey, it's for touching — not just looking!” Night complained playfully as I kept staring for too long.
“A sight this beautiful deserves to be admired.”
Night blushed, “Pot, Kettle, have you met?”
I smiled and dove right in, my lips latching around her labia, my tongue starting to go to work on her folds.
Mhh…. she’s already a little wet.
I loved her taste, whenever I ate her out it’d give me the image of a field of delicious fruits growing in the fresh sun — something I’ve only actually experienced once before in my life. She was sweet, with just the smallest lingering hint of pineapple. If the taste was good, her moans simply made it a symphony of sensations for me. The more I gave her, the more she gave back. I smiled and hummed a little, letting the vibrations of my mouth add to her sensations in the greatest way I could imagine. It was after that I saw her love button make itself known. Her clitious hood pulled back ever so slightly, showing a well-abused clit: something that had lost no sensitivity over the years.
I pulled my lips off her slit and moved up to her clit. After all, the first rule of the linebreakers is: sever the head and the body dies. It works at the squad level, at the army level, and in bed.
Not that I left her pussy alone mind you. My wings moved up, lightly rubbing the sides of her slit. She seemed to spread her lips in anticipation for what was to come. I grinned and hummed as I worked over her clit, then, without fanfare, I stuck my wingtip right into her waiting pussy.
Her head shot up and her eyes locked upon mine. I kept my eyes on hers, seeing the look of joy and adulation upon them, indicating just how much she was enjoying this without the need to say a word.
My endurance paid off with this strategy. I kept it up for a good five minutes, thrusting and retracting my wing right into her, even adding the second one for good measure. All the while I kept working over her pulsing clit, even teasing it with my teeth, hinting at a possibility of biting her at her most sensitive spot.
“Blue, please!” she screamed my name, my actions putting her right on the verge of cumming and keeping her there, never giving her the relief she wanted, she needed.
Without saying a word, I removed both wings and my mouth and bit down on her labia, hard. My fangs piercing into the tender flesh underneath and my mouth wide open to collect my due for such actions. Her pussy squirted her juices right into my mouth. I swallowed it down, hungrily, adding the taste of her cum to the coppery flavor of her blood. Either one was good on their own; together, it was like ambrosia in my mouth.
Her hind legs started to kick on their own, muscle control lost to the orgasmic pleasure she was under. I placed my front hooves upon her back ones, keeping her still with my greater bulk and strength while I enjoyed my meal.
“OH, FUCK, YES!” Night Watch screamed into the night. Her voice echoed around my head, causing me redouble my efforts in an effort to extend her orgasm as long as I possibly could.
Yes, I may never be the tactician Night Watch is, after all, ponies like her come along only once in several generations. But that didn’t mean I couldn’t please my mare. That was a responsibility I took very, very seriously.
And something I love to show her every single night.
As they say: all good things must come to an end. I knew she was coming down because the kicking stopped, her breathing slowed, and she laid her head back, letting me finish my meal if I was so inclined. I wasn’t, we had learned exactly how much we could take from each other before we couldn’t go on anymore, and while it took some self control, we never took it farther than we wanted to. Not that being drained by your lover wasn’t an amazing experience all on its own, but I wasn’t ready to call it a night, not yet anyway.
I released her and licked up the puncture wounds left in her labia. The blood stopped after just two licks, our enhanced biology more than capable of closing such wounds without issue.
As I got to my hooves, I enjoyed the sight of the little general panting and sweating on the floor, her wings at her side, her muzzle grinning like an idiot. “Don’t want anymore?” she asked.
“Oh I want a lot more. We could spend the next hundred years locked in here fucking like bunnies and it’d never be enough for me.”
“Hmm, call me interested in that idea!” She giggled.
“Now, shall we see the bedroom?” I asked, smiling as I realized we hadn’t even made it ten hooves in our new room yet.
She chuckled at that. “I suppose we can’t just fuck on the floor.”
“Well, we can, but I want to make you cum all over this place.”
“Now that… that, we’re definitely going to do!” Night giggled as she got to her hooves. The small mare used the couch she was next to for leverage as she got up. Which in and of itself wouldn’t have been a problem, but doing so caused the flask Luna had given us to fall off.
“Horseapples!” I shouted, knowing that Night wouldn’t be in any condition to catch it herself. I dived for the flask, catching it inches before it would have shattered on the floor in my hooves.
“Sorry,” Night smiled sheepishly.
I stood by to my hooves, holding the flask up between us. “Maybe we should go ahead and use it?”
“But… we don’t even know what it does.”
“You think it’s dangerous?” I asked.
“Of course not. Luna gave it to us.”
“So who cares?”
“Yeah, but she said it was a one-use thing, I mean what if it takes all our energy to fully enjoy? Shouldn’t we be fresh before we try it?”
I laughed. “I don’t know about you, but I can take a LOT more than what we just did.”
She glared at me. “You know what I mean.”
“You’re right, I do. But I also know you’re a bit of a klutz at times. Don’t glare at me like that! You know it too! I’d rather use it now and enjoy what we can, than risk something happening to it.”
Night considered this for a few moments. “I-I… I guess.”
“So the only question is, who’s going to drink it?” I asked. “I think I should.”
I popped the cork on the flask and went to down it, preventing her from even suggesting she do it. I was ninety-nine percent sure it was safe. After all, Luna had been the one to give it to us. But it was that last one percent that caused me to be the one to want to do it.
Looking back, I should have expected what happened next.
My eyes opened up when nothing hit my tongue. That would have been shocking if not for the accompanying nerve signals that told me I was no longer holding the flask. I looked at Night to see that she had stolen it from my hooves at the last possible second and was already drinking it.
I knew she was fast, but damn. I was sure that after losing that much blood it would have slowed her down at least somewhat.
She finished the flask and dropped it on the couch. With a glare at me she said, “sorry, no commander with their salt would ever have their troops do something they weren’t willing to do themselves.”
“I was about to do it to prevent damage to you.” I scowled, then stopped as she cringed. “Night? You okay?”
“This… this feels more than funny between my legs.” She groaned, her hoof moving down her stomach, trying to figure out what was going with her own body.
“Lay back,” I stated. Night did as I asked. Any other time I might have thought about how ironic it was that my orders were the only ones she still had to follow. But during that moment, the only thing that was on my mind were the competing desires to try to figure out what was wrong with my love, and the desire to find Luna and kick her teeth in for poisoning my wife.
Whatever the potion was, it acted quickly. As Night laid down on her back, my eyes instantly took in her marehood and slit. There was still a small amount of dried blood from our… fun, but even though it was a sight I’d never get enough of, my eyes couldn’t stay there. I don’t think I could’ve made them stay there even if I wanted to.
For there was something else — something new — right above her clit. It was small, about the size of a thimble, but it was growing, and rapidly.
What is that? It’s small, red, and… and...
“Night, I… uh…”
“What is it doing?” she asked. There wasn’t worry in her voice. No, it was more like… curiosity?
There was no doubt in my mind what the potion did now. “NIght, you’re… you’re…”
“Just spit it out already.”
I knew she could have just looked down and seen for herself, but she wanted the answer from me.
“Night I know what the potion does. You’re growing a dick.”
“WHAT?!” Night Watch shouted as she looked down and saw for herself. At that moment it was almost four inches long and had a very obvious shape. “Oh, my…”
“I’ll go get Luna, make her undo this.”
“Wait a second,” Night said, starting to poke her new ‘addition’ with a hoof.
“What?” I asked.
“Well, she said it’s a one-use type thing. I mean, I’m sure she could remove it, but… wouldn’t it be easier to do it ourselves?”
“Wait… one-use, as in…”
“One cum. My best theory anyway.”
Her ‘best theories’ were tantamount to facts in my book. They had about the same reliability.
“NIght… are you saying you want to rut my brains out with your new… attachment?” I asked, putting the most amount of sexual emphasis on the last word as I could.
“Would it be that much different than when we break out the strapons?” she asked with a smile. “And as Luna said, that potion is hard to make, it’s doubtful we’ll ever have this… opportunity again.”
Well, who was I to deny such logic? Looking at her now, the mare I loved, I couldn’t help by lick my lips at the sight of the new appendage between her legs. Something inside of me desired it, wanted it, needed it. Night seemed to notice this as she got to her legs. “If you’re interested, I’ll be in the bedroom.”
I watched her walk to the bedroom with undisguised interest on my face. It was almost comical watching the clutzy mare walk bow-legged to the room with a third appendage between her legs.
She had phrased it like a question, but we were both more than interested in trying this out. After all, how many times do you get to let your wife fuck your brains out with her new dick?
Usually not at all.
“You coming? Or am I on my own?” Night said with a chuckle as she looked back at me from the end of the hallway.
I sheepishly smiled and took off after her. My eyes losing sight of her as she turned the corner of the bedroom.
I wasn’t sure what to expect from our new sleeping chambers, but what I saw definitely wasn’t it. Our bedroom was HUGE. The four-poster bed was dead center of it, and although fit for an alicorn, barely took up a quarter of the room.
Night stands, dressers, and the like lined the room, but I still had more than enough room to perform my morning exercises without bothering her.
As I took in the details, Night hopped up on the bed and turned to look at me. “So, how would you like to do this?” she asked with a grin.
“Umm…. I think most stallions mount their mares from behind?”
“Yeah, but I’m not a stallion, am I? I want to look you in the eye while testing this out.”
I chuckled. I don’t know if it came from her talent or whatnot, but traditional and Night Watch were not to be used in the same sentence. With a flap of my wings I took flight and landed right by her. We kissed once before I laid down upon the bed, then rolled to my back. “Is this more to your liking, my general?”
She lowered her muzzle and sniffed me, really sniffed me. “Mmhh… Blue, I don’t know why but you smell… irresistible to me right now.”
“More so than usual?” I asked.
“Way more. My… it’s twitching — it wants to be inside of you. I want to be inside of you so bad right now.”
“Then we shouldn't let it wait,” I chuckled.
Night growled lustfully at me before lowering herself upon me, caressing my fur gently. She was rubbing me like she’d normally do, giving me small licks, hitting all the right spots, but I could tell something was different, something was throwing her for a loop. The variables in the equation had changed and she had yet to fully adapt.
I placed my hoof on the side of her muzzle and forced it up to look her in the eye. “Night, fuck me now — no foreplay, no biting, no licking. Fuck me!”
There was a look of relief upon her face. I had no idea what it felt like to be a stallion, or to even be with a stallion for that matter, but if the relief she had was anything to go by, it must be rough.
As she looked at me, I could feel Night’s hindquarters shuffle around on top of me while she tried to line herself up. Normally this was something we had to do with hooves, as we couldn’t actually feel the head of the playtoys we used on each other. This time not so much.
Night’s hooves stayed on either side of me as she felt for the entrance to my slit. It only took her a few seconds until I felt the tip of her head pressed against the insides of my slit. “Y-you ready?”
I nodded, once.
I felt her push in, I felt the head of her new appendage split me, push against me, making way for more to follow. In so many ways, it was the exact same as when we’d use toys. It felt the same, the same pressure, the same force, the same hole being filled.
And yet… yet it was different. It felt warmer, it felt more intimate. It felt… better.
I know why, it felt better because of what I heard, and who it was apart of. As she pushed in, her eyes went wide, small coos escaped her lips that told me she was enjoying this a level that a simple toy could never provide. And that’s why it felt better. For me it was the same pleasure, but for her, she was able to enjoy it on the same level I was. Her pleasure made it better. The love of my life was enjoying herself at the same time I was, and that made all the difference in the world.
“Blue… this is… amazing,” Night groaned as she pushed deeper and deeper inside of me.
“Mmhmm… feels good for me too,’ I cooed back, smiling all the while.
“You’re… you’re warm, Blue, warm and tight.”
I doubt I’m that tight, not after some of the stuff we’ve done, I thought, but took the complement.
Night moaned as she pushed more and more, while I answered in kind upon the big appendage invading my pussy, spreading me just in the right ways.
“Nghh, Blue, can I go faster?”
“Oh, Luna, yes,” I replied, already feeling my own pleasure starting to build up inside of me.
Night grinned and started to move faster. Pushing past the barrier of her medical ring and all the way inside. “Oh, sweet Luna,” she moaned.
I placed my hoof back upon her muzzle. “Night, this is for you. Enjoy it. Do whatever you want to do.”
She nodded her understanding, with about halfway between her two speeds she started to pull back out of me. I could already feel her new… appendage leaving a slimy trail behind it. She had almost cum with her first push.
I know you can’t last, but I want you to enjoy yourself, my love.
Once again I found myself understanding my wife. She took that knowledge, how that had filled and adapted, quickly. Her speed out seemed to increase as she went. She pushed in slightly faster, and slightly faster. Each and every position seemed to increase speed.
I saw my mistake then. When I looked back at her face she was concentrating — that same look she’d have when she was running through a million different variables against a cunning opponent. In this case, herself.
Again, you think more about me than you own enjoyment?
Not to say I wasn’t enjoying it — I was, immediately. But that held true for anything Night did. She could pull the hairs on my back out one by and and as long as it was her, I’d leave nude with a smile upon my face.
I rapidly sat up and trapped her muzzle in a kiss, surprising her and causing a small out of cum to shoot out and hit my inner walls. It was hot and sticky, but oh so welcome.
“Blue, I, uhh…” she mumbled.
“Night, enjoy this, for me. Otherwise, I’m going to be pissed.” That was code for, ‘I’m bucking serious about this.’
She looked at me confused, for a second anyway. Her confusion faded to a smile. “I love you.”
“I love you too,” I replied.
At that she stopped concentrating and simply let herself enjoy the once-in-a-lifetime sensations that most mares would never get to experience. I must admit, I helped too. Over the years we learned to squeeze at just the right times to cause our toys to provide that much more friction inside of us. Well, it worked twice as good on the real thing. As she went to hilt herself inside of me, I squeezed my muscles tighter, causing her and me to gasp in pleasure.
“Blue, I’m… I’m….”
“Do it, inside!” I screamed.
To her credit, she managed two more good pushes. Twice she pulled out to the head and slammed home. On the second I could feel her starting to let go. Really let go. Her member squirted out as she pushed inward. The first squirt simply guided her in, the second, that occurred when she was hilted inside of me.
My own pleasure had been fast approaching. That feeling, feeling my wife’s seed releasing inside of me, that was more than enough to push me over the edge. “NIGHT!” I screamed, my moans quickly joining hers as I felt myself convulsed over her magically gifted dick.
She was completely tensed up as squirt after squirt released itself directly into me. I felt each and every one, losing track sometime after number five.
After Luna-knows-how-much time, she collapsed on top of me. Her endurance drained by the experience. I had to resist the urge to moan in disappointment as I felt exactly what Luna had hinted at. When her orgasm had passed, the spell faded. The magical cock simply ceased to be, leaving me empty and fulfilled both at the same time.
I placed my hooves on her head, lightly pushing her mane out of the way as she looked at me with a satisfying smile upon her muzzle. “Well, I think we owe Luna a thank you letter.”
“Mmhm, you’re right about that,” Night cooed as she closed her eyes, the smile never leaving her lips.
I smiled as well as I felt her drifting off to sleep. My last thought before I joined her was an odd one.
If her dick disappeared, why do I still feel her cum inside of me?
***
“Hey, Blue! I’m back!” Night shouted, I could hear her earlier than I knew she would like. Actually, she was pretty loud in the hallway. We had quickly learned that the sound-proof spells were pretty crappy. Not that either of us really cared.
“I know, I know,” I chuckled, flipping myself from the couch to greet my wife.
“Ugh, you would not believe the day I had. The new griffin ambassador laughed when he saw me.”
“Wait, what?” I asked. I had my own news to tell her, but hearing that pissed me off to no end.
“Yep, Griffon Ambassador Demetry, he laughed upon our introduction.”
My eyebrow went up.
“Said, this had to be some sort of joke, that the great General of Equestria was such a small shrimp of a mare.”
“His predecessor didn’t fill him in?” I found myself chuckling.
“Well, I did send him home with a black eye. So no.”
“And what did you do to Demetry?” I asked with a grin.
She chuckled. “You really want to know?”
“Indeed.”
“Well, I told him to buck himself because I could wipe his ass in ten seconds flat. He just scowled and tried to hit me. Let’s say Luna had to cut in before I ripped his throat out. At least after that I was pretty nice, I swear!” Night laughed. She then turned and put two feathers she had taken from the… ambassador and put them in my mane. “On the plus side I think they look a lot better on you than him.”
“So how long do we have to wait for the new one?”
She paused. “That was the strange thing. He actually laughed at that, says he can’t wait to work with me.”
“Well, griffons will easily go for a fight, but they always respect a good one,” I smiled.
“So,” she said, kissing me on the lips as she made for the kitchen, “how about your day? Where your recruitment efforts for the linebreakers successful?”
“Well, I found some interesting candidates. And…” I hesitated, before smiling. “I have other great news for you!”
“Oh?” she asked from around the bend. “You want to try out that thing again?”
“Nope,” I grinned. “Better.”
“Umm…” Night started thinking.
“C’mon, you can figure it out,” I teased, already knowing she couldn’t.
“Well, I didn’t sign any promotion paperwork. The diamond dogs haven’t been active for almost a month, the minotaurs are still reeling from their last ass-kicking, the yacks—”
“NIGHT, it has nothing to do with work!”
She paused at that. I saw her head poke around the corner. “What is it then?”
“I’m pregnant.”
“Pregnant? Oh, that’s cool,” Night said as she went back to make us dinner.
“NIGHT, I’M NOT JOKING,” I fumed.
There was a noticeable pause in any noises coming from the kitchen.
Three… two…. one…
“WHAT?!”
“I said I’m pregnant and that I’m not joking,” I repeated, smiling as she ran back from the kitchen, just to meet the doorframe, muzzle first.
“BUCKING DOORFRAMES!”
“Your worst enemy,” I chuckled as Night got back to her hooves and sprinted to me. Her muzzle was beet red.
“What? I…”
It was like I could literally see the gears spinning behind her eyes. She blinked twice before saying. “LUNA!”
“Yep,” I replied, smiling.
“She knew it… Blue, did you tell her that we want foals at some time?” Night asked me flabbergasted.
I shook my head no. “When I talked to her, she said she had hoped this would happen. That a small effect of the potion is that if the mare you have sex with is in heat, it can get them pregnant. Although, when I did talk to her, she did admit to knowing this was something we wanted.
“How? I didn’t tell her.”
“Dreamwalker, remember?”
I saw Night Watch facehoof at that. “I should have known.”
“Well, now you’re going to have to put that wonderful brain of yours to use.”
She looked up to me, confused.
“After all, now we have to decide on a name for our daughter.”
“D-daughter?”
“Luna said if two mares use it and one get pregnant it would always be a filly,” I smiled.
“I-I’m going to be a mommy?”
I nodded my head, seeing the look of joy she had on her face.
“I’m going to be a mommy!” At those words she wrapped me in her hooves and hugged me, tightly. When she let go, she planted a big wet sloppy kiss directly upon my muzzle. Then, as if someone flipped a switch, she paused. Her expression looked… worried.
“Night, what’s wrong?” I asked.
“Why… why do I feel more terrified at that title than I do about being a general?”
It was my turn to laugh.
Author's Note
Aaand the last of my three contest stories.
Hope you enjoyed them! 
