Vows, rings, and a honeymoon

To say that I was nervous would've been a massive understatement. I was shivering, unable to move a muscle. In front of me were the two massive doors that out of my changing room and to my destiny. And to top it all off I was early. Like really, really early.

“Night? What are you doing here?” Shield asked, patting me on my back. “The ceremony is over an hour away. Let me guess, you're nervous?” She chuckled upon seeing the ‘no shit’ look upon my face.

“I can’t help it, I’ve changed three times through sweat alone. “Moon… what’s wrong with me?”

“Umm… you’re about to marry the mare you love? I don’t think anything’s wrong with you.”

“Well, when you put it like that.” I rolled my eyes.

“Relax, all four princesses went out of their way to make this your best night ever. You two haven’t had to do a thing but show up when you’re supposed to be here, I—”

“Wait, Blue’s not here! Did she change her mind, is this—”

A hoof in my muzzle shut me up. “Blue’s fine, she’s here, and she didn’t change her mind. After all, she asked you, remember?”

A sigh of relief escaped my muzzle. “Oh, good.”

“What reason did you even have for—never mind, knowing you’d it’d involve dragons and the return of Nightmare Moon.”

“I'm not that bad!” I huffed.

“Night, I'm actually playing it low,” Shield replied, laughing.

Okay, she’s got me there. Although my reason had more to do with a brain-washing Discord… and dragons.

“I guess, I’m just… anxious?”

“You’re worried?”

“No…” I paused, realizing that ‘that’ was the truth. I wasn't worried, not really. Shield was right, the princesses had planned everything about this, going out of their way to coordinate everything we needed from the music, guest sitting, dresses, floral arrangements, to even me. I had been delegated to waiting at the end of the isle, and Blue would walk down at the sound of the music. It was the opposite of what we wanted, but when reminded about my… proclivities, we couldn’t really say it was a bad idea. “Everything will be fine once that ring is on her hoof,” I smiled.

“You can bet on that!” A voice suddenly said and I turned to catch Red Wave in time as she walked up and hugged me. “After all, it's about time, no?”

I blushed. “Yeah, it is.”

“Why’d you two wait so long anyway?”

“No rush,” I said. We already did everything together. I guess I never really saw the reason to make it official, I mean we’re already basically married anyway.”

“You really are stupid, aren't you?” Red asked.

“RED WAVE,” Moon Shield said with wide eyes.

“Marriage isn’t about your relationship becoming something else, it’s simply about making it official, about shouting it to the world.”

“Then why’d it take you two so long to take the next step in claiming each other? Why aren't you two proposed yet?” I asked mockingly.

“I um… well, that’s to say, I mean. I-I uhh…”

“Need help getting your hoof out of your mouth?” Moon Shield asked

“You’re both cute,” I chuckled. “One stammering, one offensive. Best couple ever!”

Moon Shield wrapped a leathery wing around Red Wave and kissed her cheeks. “C’mon, let’s see about getting a doctor to surgically remove that hoof.”

To our shock, Red Wave shrugged her off. “No, you know what, she’s right.”

“Red?” Moon asked.

“Moon Shield, marry me.”

“WHAT?!”

“Marry me.” Red Wave repeated, like it was simply asking what she wanted for lunch or something.

“You know we just claimed each other…” Moon Shield started.

Red just cocked her head. “Marry me.”

I couldn’t stop smiling.

“Fine, fuck it.” Moon Shield gave in.

“Oh my Luna!” I shouted with joy.

“Of course you gotta be my best mare, Night Watch,” Red wave said with a grin.

“Hey, gotta repay the favor,” I said with a smile. Not that the ‘favor’ actually mattered, all she had to do was ask and I’d be there. Of course Blue Moon would be Moon Shield’s best mare.

“You think the princesses will plan our wedding as well?” Red asked.

Moon only shook her head. “It’d be a nice dream, but I’m going to say no.”

“Why not?” Red said in faux protest.

Moon chuckled as she led her soon-to-be wife out of the room. “Someponies are destined for great things. We’ll achieve much, my love, but we’re not on their level. Besides, this day is special for a few other reasons as well.”

My ears perked up at that, but if Moon Shield was going to elaborate on it, she wasn’t going to do it in front of me.

“You are evil,” I muttered as she just smiled wickedly at me.

Thirty minutes before the wedding was due to start, Princess Luna showed up at the door and invited herself in. I had to admit that getting dressed in front of her was… strange, but she didn’t seemed to mind.

The night princess even helped me with her magic. My gown was night-blue and sheer down the length; a white star pattern decreased the tops and front with a crescent moon directly over the chest. I was told that a fabulous designer and good friend to Princess Luna had designed the dress, but I never actually got to meet the mare that did. Her magic made it—quite literally—sparkle.

It was, weirdly, kind of fun. It’s never been explained, but the Princess of the Night has always had a calming presences on my kind. By the time I was dressed I felt completely relaxed. Well, as relaxed as it’s possible to be in this situation.

“Luna, thanks, for everything I mean,” I said as we walked down the aisle together. “I feel like I owe my entire life to you at times.”

She chuckled at me. “You owe me nothing, fair Night Watch. I have a feeling though that before your story is told you shall do great things, and we may all end up oweing you.”

“Oh, great things like being able to spot a sedimentary rock formation from a mile away!” I said in a chipperly sarcastic tone. “Or being able to tell you the porous qualities of an igneous rock!”

Luna laughed as she rubbed her gigantic blue wing over my back. “We know your lessons have become… dull as of late, and we apologize.”

“But rocks are important!” I replied with my own chuckle.

“Yes, rocks are important.”

As we reached the end of the aisle, I looked up at her. “Luna, this is going somewhere, right?”

“Indeed, we are going to the end of the aisle to await Blue Moon for you two to get married.”

“No, not that, I mean my training. Sorry, but for five years now It feels like all I’ve done is train.”

“And has it not paid off?” Luna asked.

“What?”

“Just last month, despite your size, you defeated four fully-trained Royal Guard. Including a full-fledged captain. An admirable feat for any pony.”

“Those guys were chumps,” I replied, snarkily.

“Night Watch, remember my sister’s lesson about respecting your enemies more than your allies?”

“Yeah, I remember. If you disrespect your enemy you’ll underestimate his abilities, and the most dangerous enemies are the one you underestimate.”

“Indeed.”

I thought about it as we reached the end of the aisle. “Okay, maybe you’re right. That was… impressive?”

“Very.”

“It was nice to put my side training to the test. But when will I put my real training to work?”

“When will you command?” Luna asked for clarification.

“Well… it seems kinda pointless for all this training if I never use it.”

“Are thou saying she wishes to command now? I seem to recall a little filly that fainted when I told her what I had planned for her.”

“That was years ago,” I blushed.

Luna chuckled as more guests started to pour in. It didn’t surprise me when I looked around and saw almost nothing but bat-ponies in the crowd, with even more arriving from the entranceway. We sit in silence for a time before Luna spoke again.

“Our destiny comes to us all, and, when it does, we gain something precious, but that gain comes at a cost, for we also lose what we had. Do not rush it, Night Watch, for it will be here much, much sooner than you realize, and when it arrives, you may find that you miss the simpler times.”

“Cryptic,” I replied with a roll of my eyes.

“Indeed. But rather than worry about it right now, you should perhaps be focused elsewhere, for in this moment in time, I feel that your concentration is needed on something else.”

“What do y—”

My sentence was cut off by a poke to the side by another pony, I turned to see Red Wave standing by my side, smiling at me. “When did you get here?”

“Wow, you really were lost in thought, weren't you?”

“What do—”

Just then the music started to play. My eyes shot from Red Wave to the door at the end of the aisle just in time to see them open up and Blue Moon to walk out.

Blue Moon, the bat-pony that is the love of my life. She looked… she looked like a goddess. Blue came out wearing a purple regalia dress that offset her eyes in just the right way. Her normal short, two-toned blue mane was incredibly stylized. She had eyelash extensions that flickered as she blinked, bringing out her pinkish-red eyes in such a way that my heart melted at just the sight of her.

She smiled at me, making me so weak in the legs that I had to sit down on my haunches to prevent myself from falling over. Fortunately, there wasn’t a single eye, other than hers, looking at me right now anyway. I did my best to smile back, unsure if my facial muscles were even responding to my mental commands or not.

With a grace and beauty I’ll never have, she walked down the aisle. Every step she took was purposeful, and without a single flaw. Something I know I’ll never achieve, it’s just… not me.

“Don’t forget to breathe,” Luna whispered into my ear as we watched her walk to me.

I faked a small chuckled and did as instructed. I hadn’t even been aware that I was holding my breath, but, faced with the sight before me, who could really blame me?

In a heartbeat or a thousand years, I’m not one hundred percent sure which, she made her way down the aisle and stood by my side. I felt like I had all those years ago when I had first made the attempt to ask her out. For in that moment, I knew I was about to do something that would change everything in my life forever.

Save this time there was no doubt in my mind. I knew what I was doing would change everything—for the better. We were about to—officially take the next step in our lives together. She would be mine, and I hers.

And I couldn’t be happier.

“If you keep smiling, your face will freeze like that.”

“I could think of worse fates,” I replied and nuzzled up to her gently. “Besides, I’m not the only pony smiling, now am I?”

“Can you blame me? I’m about to marry a captain.”

“So you do just love me for my rank.”

“Well duh,” she teased.

“Well, I admit, I’m marry you mainly for your fangs, those eyes, and that gorgeous body and flank,” I chuckled.

“We’ll be the perfect couple.”

“I agree.”

Luna smiled at our small exchange of playful petty barbs and shallow compliments. Knowing full well that we didn’t mean a single word of it. She cleared her throat before addressing the crowd.

I must admit, I half expected to go death as soon as she started to speak, fortunately, she managed to control it.

“Tis’ said that the day contains the love of Equestria; that under the sunlight the ponies live their lives, that they work, that they love, and that they celebrate their accomplishments with friends and family. However, I believe that everypony here knows that to be a falsehood.”

There was a small murmur of chuckling at that.

“Tis’ the night that ponies truly love one another. Tis’ the night when that love is expressed; when ponies find solidarity with their friends, family, and their loved ones. And it is you, you all my children that make that night possible, that keep that night safe for them to express that love in freedom and security. No ponies have sacrificed as much for Equestria as you all have. No ponies have given as much for all of our safety and expected so little in return.”

She paused for a second before continuing.

“Tonight, under my moon and stars, Equestria repays the smallest fraction of its debt to you by pausing for a moment to celebrate the union of two souls in love. Captain Night Watch, Sergeant Blue Moon. In perpetual war you two have come together and found one another. Your love has been an… inspiration to watch, in more ways than you can even know.”

She just made a sex joke at my wedding? And why do I find that bucking funny?

I quickly shot a look to my side to find Blue lustfully glaring at me. That just looked like trouble, but I couldn’t do anything about that right now. All I could do was focus on the ceremony and ravage her to an inch of life later once we were alone. And if she chose not to wait that long… well, I guess everypony here would get one hell of a show.

“Turn to each other, and, under the presence of your princess, the moon, the stars, and all of your kind, announce your vows of love and the promises you will forever make to one another.”

I blushed and went to go first, but Blue… my Blue surprised me yet again by taking my turn for me. “Night Watch. You are the most amazing pony I’ve ever known in my life. You’re incredibly smart, talented, gifted, beautiful, and cute. The happiest, best moment in my life was the day you asked me out. The day we became a couple. But I fear that day will no longer be the happiest day of my life, for today shall replace it. I know I’ve told you this before. But me being at your side, me watching you achieve everything you’re going to, that’s my life’s ambition, and being able to do it as your wife, well, it’s more than I could ever hope to dream. I love you, Night Watch, and I promise to always be yours for the rest of my days.”

I felt a tear drop from my eyes before I even realized it was my turn to speak.

“Blue Moon, before I met you I was a nopony. Sure, I had my smarts, wits, and speed, but I was a nopony to the worst pony possible, to myself. I doubted everything I did, everything I could do, and my very self-worth. I had no friends, no love, and simply tried to stay as invisible as possible. I’m neither tall, nor elegant, nor strong. But, with your love, I feel like I’m all of those things, all of those things and more. You made me into a better mare. You, somehow, fell in love with a klutz like me, you saw through all my faults to who I may… one day, become. And somehow, in the greatest mystery Equestria has ever known, you fell in love with me. You talk about how you expect me to achieve great things, but, without you by my side, I’m not sure if I could even put my armor on straight in the morning. I love you Blue Moon. I always have, and for the rest of my days, I always will.”

“I think those are the two most heart-filled vows I’ve heard in quite a long time,” Celestia spoke silently from her spot to the side, but I could still hear her, as I assumed every other bat-pony in the room could as well.

“You have the rings?” Luna asked the rhetorical question.

I turned to Red Wave who held out the ring and refused to let it go until she was absolutely sure I had a firm grip on the bucking thing. After three times of me dropping it in practice runs it was the best solution we could come up with. I nodded my thanks and turned back to Blue. She smiled at me and held up a hoof.

With care, I slid the black diamond over her hoof. It was a beautiful ring, my mother’s actually, but on her, it was just a rock. After all, when compared to true beauty, a stone just doesn’t stack up.

Blue did the reverse, getting her ring from Moon Shield. I smiled as she slid her ring over my hoof.

Luna grinned at the two of us. “Under the light of the stars and moon, may your love blossom like the night flower. Ponies present, the protectors of Equestria. Tis with great pleasure that we introduce to you, for the first time: Captain Blue Moon and Colonel Night Watch!”

My jaw hit the floor and I snapped my head to her, more than surprised about the new ranks. Through the cheering crowd, I mumbled, “I-I wh-what?!”

Luna leaned down and whispered to the two of us. “Night Watch, you are wasted on rocks, your training has been complete for almost two months now, we were just… waiting for the right moment to tell you. And Blue, well, it wouldn’t do to have a simple sergeant married to a colonel, now would it? So with the recommendation of your superiors, you have been promoted as well.”

“With the recommendation of my superiors?” Blue asked, and then turned to me while I quickly tried to put an innocent expression on my face. “Was this you?”

“Absolutely not.” There was no hesitation in my voice.

“She’s lying!” Moon Shield chuckled and Blue’s gaze turned into a glare.

“All of the captains recommend you, Blue. Even Night Watch,” Luna chuckled. “Now you two, I think you’ve forgotten something—”

“Yeah, like what I’m going to do to this one,” Blue growled with a look that told me she was going to take a pound of flesh from my hide later that night.

Which, all in all, will be a hell of a lot of fun.

“You’re supposed to kiss when you get married,” Luna finished.

Her devious smile became a grin as she threw herself at me. I met her head on and locked lips, feeling her fangs sink into my lower lip as she drank from me.

And I wouldn’t have wanted it any other way.

We broke apart, a small amount of blood coating her fangs as she licked my lips clean. Together we smiled and turned to run out of the building and to the really fun part of the night.

The cheering crowd egged us on, we all knew that Blue and I were going to rut each other to an inch of our lives, and right at that moment, it felt like that was what they were cheering for. Or at least, that’s what I was hoping they were cheering for. It’s what I was cheering for.

The cheering stopped when we were halfway down the aisle and my muzzle became intimately familiar with the floor.

Blue paused and looked back at me, a kind smile upon her muzzle. “Never change, my lovely Night Watch.”

It’s hard to argue against that sort of logic.

***

I give us both all the credit in the world. We made it to the hallway of her apartment before throwing ourselves on one another. That wasn’t to say I had any chance. While I wanted her as bad as she wanted me, she simply threw caution into the wind and immediately sunk her fangs into my neck, deeply.

“Oh, Blue,” I moaned, enjoying her fangs and the sucking sensation on my neck more than I could ever say.

She never replied, she simply kept sucking and sucking, making my limbs going light. I was already in slight fear that she would overdo it, causing me to have no chance in returning the favor. She drank more and more from me and I was about to accept it, then, just as suddenly, she pulled back and licked the wound clean.

The longing for her to continue was simply too much. I found myself wanting her, needing her to do to it again. But she only gazed at me as she licked her fangs clean of my blood. “A taste of things to come.” At that she trotted down the rest of the hallway and to her door, her apartment. We need a new, bigger one...

“A taste huh?”

I smiled and spread my wings, doing something only a pony of my size was capable of doing in this enclosed hallway. I flew right at her and landed two hooves away before jumping on her flank and sinking my teeth through her dress and into her tender, tender flesh.

She cooed loudly, not knowing or caring who might walk out and see us. I didn’t care either. There was just something about her right now, something that I’d normally only feel in my heat cycle. It was like I just had to have her, to make her mine right that second.

My size and bite proved to be no real obstacle to the larger pony. Somehow, Blue Moon managed to open the door and drag us both inside without me ever removing my fangs from her rear. I didn’t mind, in fact it was kind of fun. Not to mention so tasty.

Her last action before I was seeing stars was to kick the door shut. The next thing I knew I was on my back in the middle of our living room, a small chunk of tender flesh still in my mouth and Blue Moon on top of me. The mare was ripping free the dress that whatever mare that made it had so elegantly crafted, all so she could get at my soft underbelly.

I swallowed what was left in my mouth as she tore the cloth free and started to lick my coat with her tongue. I leaned down and licked the top of her head, enjoying the soft coos of approval coming from her throat as she started to move around, licking other areas as softly as she could.

Such was our play over the years, just the right mix of pleasure and pain, of blood and funnier fluids that only served to drive our heightened sense of sexuality over the walls. Other ponies, other races, the ‘normals’, they’d never understand. For us the giving and receiving of ourselves, it’s akin to breast feeding foals, something that bonds us closer in a way that you simply have to be one of the species to understand.

It helps that we heal really quick too. Even the wound I tore in her flank would be all but unnoticeable in two to three days’ time. In a week, it’d be like it never happened. Indeed, only one wound ever stayed, the first wound, the two puncture wounds she left in the side of my neck. And that’s because they’re the wounds we always reopen.

I gently nipped at her ear, wanting to feel her more, deeper, and right now. I didn’t care what she was about to do, I simply wanted her and whatever she wanted me to do. My vision blurred as her fangs scraped over my belly, leaving two red lines over my coat. I awaited her bite, but she continued to tease me. Something I didn’t want right now.

Growling, I bit into her ear, hard. In response, she blinked, and then gazed lustfully at me before tearing her fangs into the soft flesh of my belly. I almost came right then and there. I could feel my body react, my pussy felt like it was on fire at her actions and I moaned loudly as she ripped into the tender flesh of my stomach.

Blue started lapping; she bit her tongue and started to lick up the overflow of blood that was leaking out of my wounds. I could feel the venom she implanted in her appendage going to work, numbing me and helping the wound to clot almost as quickly as it started.

I looked up, seeing her own flank already clotted from where I bit into it; that caused me to smile as I raised a hoof to her side and tried to push her into a better position for the both of us.

Blue got the hint and moved over. It was a little awkward for her due to my small size; but, when she was in position with her back ached just enough and her head directly over my hindquarters, with her dripping wet snatch over my head, it was more than worth it, for the both of us.

I didn’t dive in and start biting her, no, we don’t seek to hurt each other, well, to seriously hurt each other anyway, after all, a little pain is more than fun. Especially when our fangs provide a numbing agent that helps accelerate healing. Rather, I simply moved my muzzle to her marehood and took a long, long sniff.

“Mmhmm… how long were you this wet for?” I asked.

“G-grab the string,” she stated bashfully.

That took me aback for two reasons: the first and foremost is that in all our times together, I’d never known her to be bashful about anything, and the second was I had no idea what she was talking about. “Stri—”

I saw it, there was the smallest string leading out of her wet lips. It was clear, almost see-through. I lightly grasped it with my teeth and pulled. Surprised when I saw two huge silver balls make their appearance, one after another.

“Y-you had these in you during our wedding?” I asked, shocked.

“Y-yes,” she moaned back.

“And left me out of the fun?!” I huffed before teasing her with light nips on her labia.

“I-I wanted to make sure I was more than warmed up for you.”

Luna I love this mare more than life itself.

I didn’t respond with words, and while I do wish she had told me her plan, just so I could have done it too, I’m more than grateful she’d do something like that. It was so bucking kinky I could feel myself growing wetter just thinking about it.

Her muzzle soon started to duplicate my own. She was starting to work me over; which meant I needed to step up my game if I didn’t want to cum before her. Blue was a linebreaker through and through. She had endurance and stamina on her side, I have speed and maneuverability, which meant that in a short race, I’d win, in a long one, she’d win. Now, I had a head start thanks to her lovely little prize, but I didn’t need five years of tactic training to know that an advantage is only an advantage if you capitalize on it.

She bit first, just like I knew she would. I felt her fangs bite into my lower inner lips and the tender flesh underneath. Subconsciously it made me rub at the wound on my stomach and open it back up. “Ahh, yes, Blue.”

“Mmhmm…” she moaned back, her mouth a little too busy for actual words at the moment.

Of course, that meant I was now even further behind.

With her soft and wet lips right above my muzzle, I didn’t even have to think about it. While my tongue gently invaded her marehood, my fangs penetrated her labia, locking me on to her pussy while I lapped greedily at her juices.

Blue answered with loud moans, ripping my labia slightly while doing so, causing me even more pain and pleasure. Her moans pushed me even more, making me want her more. Every bit of her juices I lapped up were replaced with double the amount, and I simply loved it. There are only a few tastes I could never get enough of, and they all belonged to Blue Moon.

In the end, we both ended up with the exact same idea. I licked, bit, and suckled; Enjoying the different flavors from biting different spots of her. I worked from her labia, to her lips, to inside of her marehood itself, all the while she did the same. Our bodies worked overtime, sending the dual sensations of pleasure and pain racing along our nerves and to our brains, of course, given the company, they all only came in as pleasure.

It wasn’t long before I saw the little red button appear at the bottom of her marehood. I licked my lips longingly and rubbed them over her clit, completely unsurprised when I felt her do the same to me. Then, almost as if we synchronized it, we both sink our fangs in at the exact same time.

I could only hold my bite for five seconds before I cried out in pleasure. The tears falling down freely from my eyes were the only sign that it was in any way, shape, or form, painful. Her touch, her fangs, all of it, it all shattered my world like nothing else imaginable.

Had I been more lucid, I would have known that she did the same, I would have felt her do the exact same thing to me. But, as that just wasn’t in the cards, the only clue of how she felt was her cries joining mine, and the absolute soaking I received from her marehood.

The feeling was indescribable. I laid my head back and enjoyed her juices pouring over me; like a cooling water thrown on a hot fire, I signed, and simply enjoyed it.

Blue collapsed on top of me, crushing me with her weight and causing my stomach wound to bleed more. It was minor, an afterthought to that mind-blowing orgasm we both had from each other’s actions.

I felt weak, out of breath, perfectly satisfied, and full at the exact same time.

She huffed on top of me. “Mmhmm, and just think, we’ve only gotten started.”

My reply came in the form of my tongue licking her marehood clean of the absolute smorgasbord of juices that were covering it.

When she didn’t return the favor I grew a little worried and took that as a bad sign, a sign that I had maybe caused too much damage and she’d need to rest for a day before we’d be able to do anything again. It had happened, once, but after it we both agreed that one time was one time too many.

I shouldn’t have worried; she hadn’t returned the favor for the most basic of reasons, the logistics simply made it impractical for her to do so. She had only been able to reach my marehood with me licking hers earlier because of the bind in her back. her laying on me simply put it out of reach. So, rather than strain her neck, she gathered her strength to stand before getting to her hooves and denying me my meal.

I pouted at that.

She chuckled and turned around to face me before lying down again, our muzzles inches from one another as she started to lick my face clean of her juices.

I couldn’t see my face, but if hers was any indication, I must have been soaked. Rather than fight against it, I closed my eyes and let her work me over, my body’s own recovery was swiftly underway and my stomach barely even stung anymore. My clit? That was another story, that hurt, but it was a good type of pain. We’d both done that to the other more times than I could count, and I knew from experience that after about five minutes, it’d be more sensitive than ever. AKA, more fun than ever. Sure, it might hurt afterwards for a day straight, but that was a price we both were more than happy to pay.

She ended my cleaning session with a small bite to my ear; something that caused me to open my eyes and stare right into her pinkish-red ones. I then began to return the favor, feeling my own strength returning as she giggled and squirmed under my ministrations. Her joy only made me feel stronger in return, which in turn caused me to work her over that much more.

My own muzzle felt sticky with her saliva, but I didn’t care. The fact that it was hers—my wife’s—was all I needed to know to be able to enjoy it.

Soon I was on all fours, licking her face, neck, and chest playfully, almost as if I were a small dog. She giggled and squirmed, her own body almost as recovered as my own.

I paused as I looked down at her, just for a second or two to admire her beauty. Technically speaking, the mare was a mess. Her face was matted, her ear with a bite mark in it, her dress was ripped in more than one spot with cum and blood stains on it. Her body was heaving as she sought to catch her breath, her flank had a large scar forming on it right behind her cutie mark, and her marehood was soaking wet with matted fur.

“You’re absolutely beautiful.”

It was the truth too.

“If I didn’t know that you love fucking me in every state, I would say that you’re lying right now,” she chuckled.

“I think this is the state I like you best in,” I replied with a smile. “Cum and blood stained, and wanting so much more.”

“Right about every word,” she muttered and nibbled slightly on my ear. “And ditto for me to you.”

I cooed in response, wondering if we were going to begin the whole process all over again. To my infinite disappointment, she stopped and got to her hooves. “What are you—”

“Follow me, I’ve got a surprise for you,” she whispered tentatively as she made the way to her bedroom, her tail swishing back and forth with the way she walked.

I followed her swaying flank and the second-sights of her dripping marehood to the bedroom, where she took off the rest of her dress and pushed me onto the bed, earning a surprised ‘eep’ for her actions. Spread out on the bed, I watched as she moved to her closet and pulled a small package out.

Curiosity got to me. “What’s that?”

“Tisk tisk, is my Silly Filly impatient?”

“When it comes to you, having you now is far too long of a time to wait.” The nickname didn’t even bother me anymore, not when she said it anyway.

“You’ll have to wait,” she replied with a smirk before jumping up on the bed and opening the box. “I’ve waited so long for this, so a few seconds won’t kill you.”

“How long?”

“I bought this four months ago,” she admitted with a blush.

I looked down at the object in the box and then back up at her. “You waited four months for us to use this?” I asked, shocked.

“I wanted to save it for a special occasion.”

“Every day with you is a special occasion for me,” I said with a chuckle as she pulled the object out of the box. It was a large faux stallionhood. Black in coloring and at least twelve inches in length and a good two inches wide. It wasn’t our first fake cock, but this one was unique, this one had straps that attached around the waist.

“I know that,” she giggled and made up to attach it to her. “But I simply wanted to fuck the hay out of you on our honeymoon.”

“You’ve been waiting four months for our honeymoon?” I asked her, flabbergasted.

She blushed. “I’ve dreamed of our marriage for a long time now.”

I opened my muzzle and shut it again, a process my body unknowingly repeated several times as I my thoughts were simply… gone, I couldn’t think. For the first time in my life, I truly knew I had done something horrible.

“I-I, I’m sorry.”

She looked up at me, shocked at what she saw; I saw it too through the reflection of my face in her eyes. “You’re crying.”

“I’m so sorry.”

“For what?” she asked, rubbing my face clean of tears.

“I didn’t know you wanted to get married for so long, I didn’t even think about it! I’m sorry, it’s horrible that I waited so long, had I know, I would’ve a—”

She silenced my ranting with a kiss; one that took me completely by surprise. “Relax, my love,” Blue stated as she pulled back. “It’s not important how long it took.”

“I would’ve married you three years ago if I had known,” I said with more tears falling freely from my eyes.

“Night, for the last time, it’s not important how long it took and there is no need for you to be sorry. Everything you’ve done for me in the past four years is wonderful. You asked me on a date, we started a real relationship, you made me yours, and you tried to ask me to marry you. Everything was simply wonderful.” She smiled, her hoof continuing to caressing my cheek.

I pressed against that hoof and cooed out in pleasure at its touch. She responded with that lovely smile of hers. The one that told me everything would be alright, that everything was perfectly right with the world, because, after all, when confronted with a smile like that, how could it not be?

“Now lay on your back, I want to take the first turn,” she grinned and stood up.

I smiled and nodded. Wiping my eyes clear of the last remaining tears, I laid on my back and spread my hind legs as wide as I could. The action exposed my aching clit to the room and caused me to coo ever so slightly at the pain of movement.

She giggled and slipped the straps over her waist. “This one has a special attachment so the mare that wears it can get some pleasure too.”

I wasn’t sure what she was talking about but figured that when my turn came I’d quickly figure it out. With a grin she looked down at me and I up at her. She looked just as gorgeous as she always did, only with the added addition of a twelve-inch black stallionhood swinging in between her hind legs.

“Ready?”

“Always for you,” I replied.

She reared up and placed her hooves on either side of me. As she looked down at me I couldn’t help but feel small underneath her. Her sheer bulk was double mine, her muscles the mass of my hooves, her presence far greater. However, that’s not to say I felt intimidated, far from it, rather, I felt loved, protected even.

Then she started to guide the cockhead against me.

I giggled as she just ended up poking my legs a few times, one time it almost went south before she realized and corrected. “Having issues?” I asked playfully.

“It’s… umm… harder than it looks.”

“What you need to do is get a grip on the situation.” At those words I reached a hoof down and lightly touched the head. “And then, guide it in.”

We both gasped as she pushed slowly in. She because of what I just had said and done, me because being so stretched felt incredible. I felt myself almost pulled apart as I was forced to make room for her. My well-abused nethers crying out in protest at having to be moved like that, meanwhile my own body simply demanded more. It was a longing, a wanting to be filled by her, to have that wonderful toy further inside of me, and the pain was only a bonus in that regard.

She kept smiling at me as she pushed even deeper, first the head, flare and all made entry, almost with a pop. The attachment was designed for two mares of normal size to fully enjoy. For a mare like me who was… slightly smaller, well, it filled me far more than it would to a different pony.

My jaw was hanging open and my tongue practically fell out. One of my hooves traveled across my stomach and to the wound she gave me while the other went to my nethers. I could feel the toy entering me, and, without a moment's hesitation, I pushed my hoof against it, forcing myself tighter as to make it feel even better.

Blue moaned as she pushed her weight against me, a clear indicator that she got pleasure from it as well. I felt the toy plunging deeper and deeper, before Blue stopped and leaned down, biting down on my neck. Keeping her fangs in, she pulled her hips back and then pushed forward again, causing me to cry out in pleasure.

My hooves left my own body and moved to hers. My left one wrapped around her head and pushed her deeper into me, causing her and me to coo as I felt her sucking my life’s juices away with each hungry sip. With my right I started to trace around her barrel, massaging her sides.

Through it all Blue never stopped pistoning into me. Every push of that wonderful magnificent toy was simply amazing. It hurt when she pushed all the way in, her own body slapping up against my freshly abused clit, but that just added to everything we were experiencing together. I could feel her moaning and cooing as she continued to work me over from my neck and marehood.

“Harder Blue, harder!” I moaned out my pleasure. I wanted her to take me, to hurt me more, I wanted her to cripple me and make me walk funny for a month. I simply, I simply wanted to be hers.

“You want it harder?” she asked, releasing her bite before growling. “I’ll give you harder!”

With that she pulled back, leaving me empty as even the head of the toy left my pussy. Before I could even miss it, she slammed it back home with all her might, and caused us both to cry out in pleasure. And me also in pain as she impaled me all at once, all the twelve inches.

It felt like I had been split open, as if she were going to eat me whole and this was just her spearing me on a stick to cook me alive. I loved everything about it “BUCK YES,” the moan escaped my lips, I had not a single compunction about holding back either.

She grinned and repeated the process. This time lifting my hind legs in the air before slamming the toy home again and again. I felt myself pushed back among the sheets, the friction that was holding me easily overcome by her brute strength.

She leaned against my hind legs, causing them to hurt in all the right ways as she used me to hold herself up so she could apply even more leverage to her next two thrusts.

I felt myself quickly reaching the edge. It was all amazing, her presence, her taking me, my own body’s’ dichotomy of feelings, all of it. What I also noticed were her wings spread wide, flapping on occasion. That brought me to a nice idea.

You’ll never guess what you’ll receive once it’s my turn.

Blue seemed to be close as well, her pounding getting harder and deeper, filling me even more than it should’ve been possible. It felt oh so good.

“Almost-there-almost-there-almost-there,” I mumbled over and over again.

She grinned, and, in one fluid motion, pulled out almost the entire length and pushed down hard, even using her wings to apply even more force. She stole my idea. But she didn’t just push with the dildo, she also pushed against my legs, forcing me to cry out and allowing her to gain access to my neck. Her fangs bit deep again as I came.

My last moments of lucidity were filled with the dual feelings of blood being sucked from my neck and juices all but pouring from my freshly fucked cunt.

I blinked my eyes clear, Luna knows how long after, to find a tongue in my mouth, well, another tongue in my mouth that is. Blue’s tongue. She had bitten it and was drip feeding me back her own blood to allow me to recover that much quicker. I smiled and captured it in my lips, suckling slightly to help me recover faster.

She moaned upon my sucking and grinned as I released her tongue, “Ready for the next round?” she cooed.

“I should be the one asking you this,” I smirked. “After all, it’s my turn!”

“Oh I know,” she said with a smile and glanced down with her eyes to my crotch. It was then I realized that she had attached the toy to me while I was out. I smiled, she returned it before asking, “So, how do you want me?”

“On all fours with your flank in the air and head buried in the pillow, screaming my name as I make you my bitch.”

“Mmhmm, I like that,” she cooed and quickly took the position asked by me.

I have to admit that I paused at her view once I got onto my hooves. It was simply beautiful. Her flank raised into the air, tail already held out of the way as a clear invitation. I wasn’t aware of just how long I had been looking until she raised her muzzle out of the pillow. “I won’t be screaming your name if you just look,” she teased, wiggling her rear slightly.

“Just wanting to… remember this moment,” I said with a smile as I moved behind her. Her scent quickly filling my nostrils as I took a long whiff. I knew that had I been a stallion, my cock would have been so hard it was hurting at just the smell of her. Looking down between my legs I suppose there wasn’t much practical difference at this point.

She wiggled, clearly impatient for her turn as I got into position. Of course there was a small issue with my epic plan, namely, me. “Um… maybe not so high?”

She looked back and chuckled a little as she dropped her flank enough for me to climb on top. I mounted her, feeling my chest pressed against her sweaty and hot back. As I guided the head of the cock into her soaking wet pussy, I felt the attachment she had talked about going to work.

It was a small little vibrator, centered to provide stimulation to the clit and vulva all at the same time. On me it provided the perfect contrast of pleasure and pain. I quickly figured out that the vibration was triggered by the head of the dildo being squeezed.

“All of it!” Blue demanded. “Make me your bitch like you wanted to!”

That caused the last strain holding me back to snap. Growling, I pushed with all my strength, invading her dripping wet marehood in one hard hit.

The sudden impelling caused her to scream just as I wanted; the vibrator attachment caused my own moans to join hers. It was amazing to me, but I wanted more, I wanted her to cry out in pleasure as I made her mine, just as a stallion might. I pulled out and pushed in again, and again, feeling her body shake and shiver underneath me; feeling her longing for me, wanting me.

Just as she had done to me, I returned the favor. My fangs dug deep into her neck, finding my mark upon her flesh and reopening the wounds. I drunk deep of her as I worked my hips in and out, in and out. It was difficult due my size, but I managed it. The feelings commingled with the taste and simply made me demand more, so much more.

Lustful growls of predatory need echoed out of my throat and to the mare beneath me. “YES, BUCK ME HARDER!” she cried out, just as I had wanted.

I answered by pulling out the whole stallionhood, making her gasp, and then letting her scream as I hit it home without mercy. I simply rammed it into her pussy, ravaging it until I bottomed out, and then repeated it again and again.

After the eighth or ninth time she stopped crying. I could only hear her moaning enjoyment, her head was buried deep in the pillow as she rode out my thrusts and movements.

“I want to hear my name,” I growled, ripping slightly with my fangs at her neck as I served her another powerful buck.

“N-Nigh…” her voice was hoarse, no doubt strayed from her cries.

I nipped at her again with my fangs, a silent promise that she wouldn’t get me feeding from her again until she did as I asked. “Say my name!” I growled as I ravished her pussy again and again.

“N...Night! Oh, NIGHT!” she screamed as I served one especially powerful trust, feeling myself bottoming out against another resistance.

“And who’s my bitch?”

“I AM!”

“Good mare,” I stated before baring my fangs into the open wound on her neck. Drinking deep as I hilted myself as deep into her as I could possibly manage.

She arched her back, giving me better access as she screamed out in orgasmic pleasure. Her wings shot to each side, almost making me fall off as I took what I wanted from her, which was all she was.

I only stopped when she collapsed back on the bed, muzzle first. With a smile I finally dismounted her, hearing the toy pop out with a loud slopping sound from her pussy. I paused for just a second to admire the sight before quickly going to work.

Shit, that wound on her neck is a little worse than I meant it to be.

With care I flipped her over and noticed the loving smile still over her muzzle. However, I knew that she needed something a little more filling than what my tongue would bring, so I bit a nice cut into the side of my hoof and opened her jaw just enough to allow the blood to run into her muzzle.

As soon as she gulped down the first drops, she glared lovingly at me and pulled my hoof closer, sucking and licking all over it. It was unexpected, but it still felt good to have her tongue and muzzle at the soft sole of my hoof.

When she pulled back, there was a nice icing of blood on her muzzle that I had no qualms about helping her lick off. Then, I lay down right by her side, nuzzling up to her even closer as we shared our body heat with each other.

“I hope your not done yet,” she said with a smile.

“W-what?” I asked, flabbergasted.

As soon as I had asked that, I felt something soft prodding my pussy, causing me to jump slightly. Looking under across at my belly, I saw a leathery, unfolded wing right in front of my marehood.

“Naughty mare,” I giggled.

“What can I say,” she started and I gasped as I felt the tip enter me, “I just love to take you again, and again.”

I cooed as I felt the appendage enter me. It slid right between the straps and had no problem going inside. The leathery feel was amazing, tickling and itching all at the same time. She moved it around and around, teasing me from the inside out, but regardless of the dexterity she might have had, there was only so much she could do like that. So I helped her out by pulling the straps off and spreading my hind legs ever so more.

She giggled, even more so when I raised the freshly used dildo to my muzzle and began to lick off her juices with my tongue. Then she gasped as I bobbed my head, teasing her with the sight as I sucked the fake stallionhood more effectively.

She rewarded my behavior with more powerful thrusts of her wing. I cooed in enjoyment and passion as I redoubled my efforts. The next thing I felt was her hoof starting to work over my stomach as she added heavy petting to her repertoire.

She continued for several thrusts before pulling out and taking her wing back, showing it to me. It was dripping wet with my juices.

“I think this needs a good tongue bath, huh?” she said, and I didn’t hesitate.

Tossing the toy to the side, I took the wing in my hooves and started to sensually lick up the length. Going much slower than what was efficient, but not caring one way or the other. It tasted a bit bitter, almost like herbs, a small hint of blood, and me. It was my juices she had taken from me and that wasn’t a gift I’d turn a blind eye to.

Blue moaned, appreciating my actions and even getting louder as I took the tip of her wing into my muzzle, sucking slightly on it. I loved pleasing her. I knew for sure that I would always get my reward for pleasing her; even if that reward was nothing more than hearing her moan in pleasure as a sign of a job well done.

After several minutes she pulled her wing back, much to my disappointment. We both stared at it before she asked. “Do you want seconds?”

“Yes ma’am,” I replied.

“Good mare,” she stated before moving her tip back to my own nethers. However, she paused right before going inside. Instead she got to her hooves and started to move around.

I figured out what she wanted me to do before she was done, so I quickly turned onto my back. She positioned herself facing south, her marehood inches above my muzzle. “An appetizer first?” I asked, grinning.

“And then we’ll get to the main course.”

I didn’t hesitate to gently lap my tongue over her soaking wet nethers, causing her to coo in pleasure and pushing her nethers down on my muzzle.

“No biting though, don’t want to ruin your dinner,” Blue stated as she ran her wingtip harder and harder into me.

I couldn’t really answer with anything other than moans, her pussy was clamped on my muzzle as she grinded herself on me. Searching to give her the best pleasure, I pushed my tongue forward, licking her innermost walls.

When she unwrapped her other wing and had it join the first, I knew I was in trouble. The feeling of both tips entering me, pulling me wide as they forced their way inside, it was simply divine.

I doubled, and then tripled my efforts to work her over. It’d be a photo finish for sure, but I might just be able to get the big mare off before I came myself, it would be a big reward for me.

It was a battle I simply lost. Her endurance always had me beat. and in this position, with her on top setting the rules, I was playing her game. I cried out directly into her as she brought me to yet another orgasm that night.

She smiled as she felt me forced to stop with my actions upon her marehood. She pulled her own wings out of me before licking them clean one at a time and then got in a more relaxed position by my side. Her pussy released of my muzzle with a wet, popping sound as she did so.

“I actually beat the great Colonel Night Watch,” Blue chuckled.

As I came down, I giggled and then laughed at that. “Why do you think I married you? You’ve always given me a run for my bits.” Of course I didn’t say anything about the fact that she had gotten a head start either, but that would have been poor sportsponyship, the end result is she won.

She chuckled. “I love beating my mare in fucking.”

As reward for those words, I unfolded my right wing and smacked it across her flank, causing her to moan and jump.

“You can beat me any time you want,” I replied with a smile as I push myself up against her. “But for now, how about a reward?”

“How about we share it?” she asked.

“Mmhmm, sounds good,” I replied and then offered her the left side of my neck. She did the same and then, at once, we both bit down on our marks on each other.

This, this right here was the best thing ever. This was what it truly meant to give and receive, to take and give life all at the same time. I could feel her heart beating through my fangs, I could feel her willingly offering herself to me, letting me take what I needed to live from her directly, all at the same time as I felt her taking from me, as her using me to sustain her own life.

Normal ponies simply have no idea what they’re missing. What this feels like. If they did, alicorns would be made with fangs.

We didn’t hold back, we both took all the substance we needed from the other while feeling the other take from us. I felt myself building up, the taste and pleasure simply too much as another orgasm overtook me. It caused my juices to flow right onto her lap as I came for the very last time that night.

She moaned into my neck as her body was overtaken by the same feelings, the same pleasure. Then, at last, we both succumbed to the inevitable. Our jaws loosened themselves and our fangs retracted. The wounds didn’t even bleed, for there was no blood left to bleed out.

It didn’t matter though, the fresh blood would heal us, make us near perfect again by the time we woke up in the morning. After all, a feeding bat-pony can recover from just about any injury.

I felt my eyelids get heavy, the act of keeping them open simply growing beyond me as my body shut down any non-essential functions to keep itself alive and healing. We’d both sleep like babies that night and awaken fully refreshed and ready to go the next day.

“I love you, my love,” Blue somehow mumbled as she managed to wrap a wing around me.

“I love you too, my lovely wife,” I said with a smile on my face as sleep came to claim me that night. The first night of what would undoubtedly an epic honeymoon weekend.

And I couldn’t wait to get started again in the morning.

Author's Note

Another story with these two done.
But don't worry.
There will be much, much more soon!