Spectrum took in a deep breath as he traced a line in dirt behind him. He knew it was meaningless, especially when one knew he would be flying, but it was a good mental exercise he found. It made sure he didn’t run, because that line was a promise with himself. A promise to never turn around, to never run away like a coward. He had something he needed to do in his eyes, and so it would be done.
The tall, blue stallion ran a hand through his rainbow hair as he looked up and smiled. The golem at the other end of the room roared loud enough to make the room shake, but it only made matching its rhythms easier as he danced on the edges of his hooves. It thundered forward, each of its steps coming down with a large crash. The sound rang in Spectrum’s ears, but he simply continued to wait, feeling out the rhythm of the room. His eyes slowly closed as it came closer, with the last image in his view being of the behemoth’s club raising to the sky.
“Left.” He stepped in that direction, his wings flickering as the currents in the room swirled around him. Each change of the lumbering mass forced them to move, warning him of where it was, and, more importantly, where it would be. He gingerly stepped back and could feel the club pass only centimeters from his stomach. One crack from it, and he would ragdoll, but that only made his blood boil more as a soft, rainbow glow began coming around his body. “Come on, big guy, I thought you were a famous guardian of sorts. I’ve dealt with more dangerous things built by foa-”
Shink. Spectrum’s eyes opened in less than a second at the sound, giving him the rest of that second to see a spike, housed within the golem’s chest, and the panel that had just slid away. A chest, mind you, that was only a few feet away, and aimed directly for his head.
Spectrum forced his head to the side, wincing at the force. It wasn’t nearly as bad as the flecks of stone he soon felt slicing into his exposed neck. While his mind thought of sharp knives cutting his skin like butter, he knew they were simply splinters, minor annoyances to be pushed aside. Otherwise, the spike that had sent those splinters flying would be in him next, rather than the stone.
His knees bent as the club came again, and ground through the stone over his head. Spectrum was already scolding himself for almost forgetting about it, especially when the club’s head was at least half his size, but the clicking of another spike just made Spectrum mad. “Alright, big guy, you are going to be a pain in my ass, aren’t you?”
He leapt out of the way of the spike, diving forward to where he wouldn’t be in range for either the club, or the spike launcher, but didn’t dare let himself stop. The golem moved with surprising amounts of speed, and slammed a foot down just behind his head as he began to tumble past. Once back on his hooves, he jumped back, just before the club was brought straight down.
His eyes glanced past the golem as he took a slow breath. One flap of his wings and he could leap over it, and so long as he didn’t have something to prevent that, he could just go. A fucking egg, no matter how great its power was supposed to be, was not worth this shit. His eyes lowered more, before his brows did the same, and the aura flared around him.
Shink. Scuff.
Time almost felt like it moved slowly around Spectrum as he launched himself forward. While his talent was mostly used to avoid traps, in times like this, being able to move for a second at damn near light speed was something no other pony could do. Shame I have to be almost dead to do it. He didn’t dwell on the thought though.
Instead, he punched. He punched over and over and over again. If it weren’t for the hard gloves he had on, he knew he would be breaking bone as his knuckles came against the unyielding stone. They weren’t even enough to stop the blood he knew was beginning to run over them, but he didn’t stop. He wanted this thing down.
At the last moment, he stepped away, just as the multi-colored hues at the edge of his eyes faded. The thudding of the spike into the wall came full force into his ears as he danced back. The golem glanced his way, but he merely smiled, even while every muscle in his body burned. It even felt like his lungs might collapse, but hey, par for the course to be almost too fast to see.
Spectrum waved bye as the cracking of stone met both of their ears, and a dozen, lightning fast punches caught up to the hard stone. The golem’s leg, buckled as one stone came off, before the whole joint just shattered, and it was brought crashing to the ground. Spectrum coughed as the golem came crashing down.
The next moment was silence as he leaned against the wall, his vision already starting to blur from the exertion. It gets rougher everytime I do it, and with me only being thirty, how bad is it going to be when I’m fifty? Sweet Celestia, forget that, what about forty? He shut his eyes, somewhat against the growing pain, and somewhat against the thoughts. Besides, they weren’t helpful, because if he wasn’t adventuring, what would he be doing?
After a little more rest, Spectrum opened his eyes as he started hearing his heart calm down. From what he could tell, he should be fine, though his legs wobbled a little bit. Luckily, the treasure room should have been next, and the stallion soon made his way through the final, heavy door.
“Hello there, my lord.”
For a moment, Spectrum wondered if he might be in a coma from his last burst, because what he saw in front of him had to be impossible. A goldenrod mare laid upon a bed that was laid out with red sheets, the same color as the metal that barely covered her most private places. Her dazzling smile sent chills down his back, and he could feel the package between his legs quivering in response. Looking away made it worse though, as he could see the pink of her areolas, as only a golden bikini with red paint over the nipples and crotch hid anything from him. Add luscious curves that any stallion would die to get their hands on, and you had a complete knockout.
However, you also had a perfect trap, and Spectrum Flash forced himself to grab the knife in his pants, just in case. This only brought a brief chittering from the mare, causing the black and gray mane she wore so well to fall before her eyes. “Please, adventurer, I thought you were seeking treasure. Do I not qualify?”
Spectrum swallowed hard as a very noticeable tent formed at the front of his pants, despite his hopes to not get hard. He normally had more control than this though, so he suspected more enchantments were in place to help get him in the mood. “You are quite a treasure, but not the one I seek. Sorry.”
She raised an eyebrow as her hands ran along the top of her heaving breasts. The mare’s fingers did a good job showing off how soft the perky pair of tits could be as her fingers dug into the tender flesh. “Really? Because when I possessed this mare, she was looking for the artifact to make a pony stronger, faster, and just better than most. Is that not what you are looking for?”
Spectrum froze in place, before crossing his arms. Unfortunately, he couldn’t stop his face from brightening from her opening her legs more, and letting him see far more than most mares had recently. “I am looking for that, but I highly doubt you’re it.”
The mare’s smile grew larger as she pushed up her bosom. A giggle escaped her as her hard nipples met the fresh air for a moment, and the stallion’s mouth merely opened. “I cannot give proof, but I can tell you that what you wish will not work on you. It is instead a blessing, given by the first to enter this place mating with another who comes, and their offspring receives the gift. So unfortunately, your days are still numbered, Spectrum.”
The last line stopped Spectrum in his tracks, and he spent a long while debating his options. She definitely had power, but that could also mean she was just as dangerous. Not only that, but did he want a kid? That sounded like just about the worst treasure ever. Looking back though, a thought nagged at him. “The mare… she looks young. How old is she, and will she be trapped so long as no pony mates with her?”
The mare spread herself wide open, forcing his eyes open wide as nothing stayed hidden. In fact, the lower, pink folds he looked into now seemed quite eager for him as arousal begin to coat them and her inner thighs. “The mare I inhabit now is named Daring Do. She is barely eighteen, and a strong adventurer, just like you. Unfortunately, there is no way to know how long she may be trapped here if you do not bed with me now.”
He simply stood there now, his body stiff as almost every inch of arousal left his being. If she were another adventurer, he doubted… Spectrum felt a tear roll down his cheek, and wanted to curse as he stepped forward. “She… she’s a virgin, isn’t she?”
“Yep. You get to pop this cherry.”
“And will she know this?”
The spirit hummed, turning over to let him stare at her firm rump as she shook it in the air, the gold draped onto it in the form of a thong jingling as she did. “Well, I could make her be conscious for this. She’ll be in heat of course, and very ready for you.”
Spectrum nodded as his pants fell to the floor, and a giddy squeal escaped Daring. It still kind of hurt, though so did his massive, throbbing member. E had to wonder if this was even right, even if she was conscious for it, or if he should just let her mind stay asleep. The first time was so important though… “Please, wake her up.”
The spirit narrowed the mare’s eyes, before a pink wave ran over them, and Daring took a shuddering gasp. One of her hands grabbed onto Spectrum’s now uncovered arm, and she looked into his eyes. “S-something is inside me. I-it wants me t-to do…” She became silent, staring at his cock in a mixture of fear and need.
It hurt like Tartarus for him to see such a young mare fall to an occupational hazard like this.
Spectrum reached forward, touching the mare’s shoulders and pushing her back, gently putting her back onto the soft, silken sheets as they stared into each other’s eyes. It took all he had to brush her hair out of the way, smile, and rest his hand on her cheek. “Hey, now look at me. If you can trust me, I promise you that I can get you out of here, safe and sound, while treating you right. I will need to…”
Daring raised a quivering hand to his face, and swallowed hard as a tear came down her face. “I’ve never done this though, a-and I’m not ready.”
Spectrum nodded as he gave her cheek another, firmer squeeze. “Daring, I know, but I will do all in my power to protect you now. Will you please trust in my word, and let me make this as pleasant as it can be?”
The scared mare took in slow breaths, and Spectrum could feel her calming. He brightened his smile a little bit more, before leaning in, and giving her a gentle peck. Her arms almost immediately wrapped around him, clinging to him as if for dear life. His lips next came to her cheek as she whispered, “Please be gentle,” into his ear.
He softly whispered, “I will,” as he felt his cock begin to grind against her stomach. She was a shorter mare than him, and with how fit she was, even gentle was going to be tough to make painless. Still, it was his word on the line, and he wouldn’t give up on her. As his hands gently came against her breasts, and a slight gasp escaped her lungs, her whispered, “Why don’t you tell me about yourself? That way this isn’t with a complete stranger.”
She let out the smallest of giggles as Spectrum’s thumb brushed against the side of her nipple, and moan quickly interrupted it. His hands were gently massaging the large, perky mounds, sinking into them as he squeezed, but moving freely as he pushed and nudged them ever so gently. “D-don’t you think you should tell me about yourself than?”
He reciprocated the chuckle as his right hand rose higher on the mound. Another cute squeak escaped Daring as Spectrum’s palm landed on her nipple pushing it in. The squeal became much more pronounced as his rough, calloused hand begin rubbing back and forth, pushing the breast down in the process as his palm ground against her hard nipple. “Well, my name is Spectrum Flash, adventurer extraordinaire! I was born and raised in Cloudsdale, and now am thirty years old. I will say though, out of all the gold and jewels I’ve seen, you are definitely the best.”
Daring’s already red face became burning hot as she looked to the ceiling. She had never even been kissed before now, but she doubted that it was just the curse of the place that was driving her closer and closer to releasing that which built within her nethers. “Th-that’s really sweet. M-my name is Daring, and…” She shut her eyes, and a tear fell down her cheek. “And this was my first dungeon. How pathetic is that?”
Spectrum frowned for a moment, before placing his lips against her nipple. Daring’s body became frozen at the touch, and a long, drawn out moan escaped her lips as his tongue ran over the sensitive nub. Each rough bump, and small twitch of the warm muscle brought another twitch from her legs He then closed his lips around the nipple, and sucked hard. That just about short circuited her as she wailed loud enough to wake up the dead.
It was like every inch of her body was filled with the need her loins felt, the want for more, before rushing out. It made her lose control of every inch of her body as it stiffened against his muscular form. Her scream was only just beginning as it hit her chest, and Spectrum’s eyes widened as small rivulets of milk escaped the large bosom. Daring couldn’t notice as her eyes rolled back, and the arousal hit her hips, and she found release. Only then did her scream quiet down.
Spectrum licked his lips, humming to himself from the sweet taste. He had other matters to attend to though, matters that grew more wonderful and sweet with each passing moment. His hands cupped her cheeks again, and he backed his hips up. The tip of his cock touched her folds, and Daring twitched in response. She seemed pretty tired now though from how forceful her orgasm was. “You aren’t pathetic. You simply were a brave mare who fell for a stupid spirit’s trick. It happens to even the best of us.”
A weak smile crossed Daring’s lips as she put a hand onto his cheek, and let out a soft coo from the cock that now slid against her slit. Seeing the shimmer of her juices on him felt better though, because it was merely more proof of his promise. “Y-you’re really nice, you know that, right?”
Spectrum’s smile turned into a cheeky as he slowly began to split her folds, his member now painfully hard at how eager it was to rut what was probably going to be the tightest pussy he ever got to. “I wouldn’t go saying that yet. We still have a bit more to do.”
She smiled, before laying back, and looking into his eyes. “If it’s anything like before, I’ll be more than happy to let you… let you…” She grew silent, but her legs widened as her body gently shook.
A long, deep breath entered Spectrum as he nodded, and leaned back ever so slightly, He then came back with just a bit more force, and a gasp escaped Daring as the first inch slipped its way into her. Spectrum’s eyes widened as he felt the tight, small pussy collapse onto the tip of him, and couldn’t even fathom what all the way in would be like. “I-if it gets painful, just let me know, okay?”
She barely nodded as her hands clasped over her face, her whole red bright red as a tear came down her face. Spectrum was worried about it, but there wasn’t a ton more he could do about it now as he gently began rocking back and forth. It was slow, and agonizingly insufficient for him, but it did get more of his throbbing cock into her needing pussy. “A-are you okay?”
Daring shuddered as he pushed forward. Just like the tongue, every inch, bump, and ridge spent shivers of arousal running through her exhausted body. It would have probably been euphoric if she wasn’t so tired. Then again…
“I… I always hoped I would lose my virginity to one who cared about me, and… and this feels like that hope is coming true, even though I barely know you.”
The words were almost better than the methodical grinding it took not to hurt her. Fortunately for poor Spectrum, the shudders and shakes she got from the gentle care was more than enough to make up for the slow torture. Especially when such words came from it too. “It’s a gentlecolt’s job to care, and what adventurer would I be if I simply used such a beautiful mare in distress?”
Daring couldn’t give a response as tears continued to stream down her face, and a smile lit up the room. Spectrum took the joy as a chance to speed up just a bit, and now that he was actually able to move, she felt great. Her pussy begged for more of him with each thrust, and acted like a moody teenager in how little it wanted the throbbing shaft to move out. The smile also gave him the courage for one more thing.
Spectrum slowly lowered himself, and his lips came against Daring’s smile. Her eyes opened in response to it, and while still moaning, she lowered her lips, and opened her teeth. His lips gently nippled on the top of her own mouth, before his tongue moved in. The warm intruder was immediately welcomed, and she could feel the shakes running through her lover.
Coming away from it, Daring was finally only smiling as he whispered, “I’m about ready to release you.”
Daring laid back, feeling each powerful thrust into her like a new wave of joy running through her body. His large, throbbing cock filled her in the most pleasant way, and the warmth left her tired body content. She only could smile, and nod to him, before he smiled back.
With one more thrust, Spectrum felt his seed begin to come out, just before everything went white.
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Spectrum woke up with a killer headache. The last thing he had remembered was… probably the best thing in the world. A mare, young, beautiful, and even a virgin that had been letting him be with her like he had with no other on a bed of silk in the treasure room in the dungeon he had been in. It was almost something like from a dream. He looked up, remembering the night, before wincing, and realizing that a piercing wail was in his ears. “What, did I get a concussion?”
The whining only got louder, as if to match his volume, and he turned towards the noise, hoping it was something he could silence. What he saw almost stopped his heart.
In Daring Do’s arms was a small bundle of joy, crying louder than he had ever heard a baby cry before. At least she has good lungs I guess. She also had a nice, lighter blue than his own coat, and a tuft of yellow, orange, and red hair on the top of her head. She wrested around a bit, and Spectrum saw the set of wings on her back, before remembering what the spirit had told him about. That this child was theirs.
“Shit.”
For a moment, he considered just running. He had already freed Daring, and in a way far better than most stallions in this business would have. Spectrum could then keep roaming, discovering, and using that power that’s almost hospitalizing me. The thought forced him to bite his cheek, and look at the baby. The thought of how strong she might be left his moment as soon as it entered though, and he closed his eyes.
You get to stay free, live comfortably off the finds you have already made, maybe get a small job to pass the time, and get to be happy. All it would take… all it would take is abandoning Daring with a child she might not even know was coming. Could she even take care of a child? He opened one eye, and looked at the sleeping form before him. She may have looked like a matured bombshell, but she was barely an adult as it was..
There was no choice in the end. A quick note, scrawled out for Daring to tell her that while the night they spent a lot was wonderful for him, for them to see each other again would mean for her to give up adventuring, just as he now did with baby in arm. It felt like his heart should be breaking more at that thought, rather than of leaving his newest conquest behind. The thought didn’t last long as he looked at the still screaming baby in his arm.
The filly needed a father, and he wasn’t going to destroy Daring’s life just to dodge one more duty. Besides, maybe now he would be able to see his cutie mark’s ability be put to good use by the new generation. “I know it’s not likely to happen, but maybe one day I’ll see you break the sound barrier,” he paused for a moment, before a name just seemed to come to mind, and he said, “Rainbow Dash.”
He then left, and while Daring tried to come back to him, by the time she did, it was too late. He was a good father, with a small filly who adored him, and she was an adventurer, with missions of Equestrian security to handle. Still, no matter how much she wished she could have also have been a part of Rainbow’s life, she thanked Spectrum for everything he did that night for her anytime she saw a rainbow.
