Trixie's Guard

V: A Stalled Date

The calming dawn chorus roused Trixie from her sleep. Peeling her eyes open, her head felt sore, throbbing slightly as she thought. She got hangovers fairly easily, even from rather light drinking sessions. While last night had gotten rather crazy, she could still remember everything she got up to. And those memories made her smile. Rolling over to see that special stallion, Trixie realized the bed was empty. Empty and cold. Suddenly awake, she sat bolt upright in her bed. Flinging the sheets from over her, her eyes darted left and right, searching for him. It was apparent he had left. Trixie felt furious at the stupid colt, leaving her with nary a goodbye. It was only then she noticed the scrap of paper resting on her bedside table. Leaning over she studied the hastily written note, which read

EARLY SHIFT, LOOK FORWARD TO SEEING YOU SOON – F x

Trixie’s heart fluttered as she hugged the note to her chest. Boy, did she feel silly. Of course he hadn’t upped and ran, he was a busy pony. That was obvious, he was a guard! Taking a deep breath, Trixie stretched to rest the note down on the table again. As the light of the dawn shone through the window it caught the note, revealing more writing on the other side. Pausing, Trixie turned it over to inspect the other side. Just as hastily written, the second part asked

Fancy dinner at our fancy diner tonight? 8? – F x

“Well well, somepony is confident.” The unicorn mused, as impressed as she was surprised. Now she was confident she’d read everything, she set the note down and got ready for the day. She wanted to go find Starlight and Sunburst, hopefully spend the day with them. She needed to spend a little time relaxing, this week had been nothing but crazy so far. Crazy in a good way, of course. Fixing her cape round her neck and guiding her hat down onto her head, Trixie checked herself out in the mirror. Giving a quick twirl, she smiled and headed out to find her friends.

The sun shone gloriously over the Crystal Empire. Beams of light glinted everywhere, with the buildings and ponies alike all twinkling hypnotically. Trixie's excitement was clear, her steps bouncing and energetic. Her gleaming smile was almost as bright as the light from above, and nothing was going to get in her way today. Almost skipping, she made her way down the twisting walkways and streets until Sunburst's house finally came into view. Rather humble and understated, Sunburst’s home seemed like a quiet and relaxing spot, off of any of the main paths of the city. This area was nowhere near as bustling as that around the Crystal Castle, anyway.

Approaching the door she was about to knock when it preemptively swung open. Starlight appeared, looking deeply concerned for some reason. She ran out to reassure her friend.

“Everything, OK?” Trixie queried. Starlight looked up at her, looking mildly confused.

“Er, yeah, I was going to ask you the same question! Has something happened between you and Flash? Why aren’t you out with him?”

Trixie couldn’t help but start laughing at Starlight’s exaggerated concern. As she started, so slowly did Starlight until the two were giggling with each other like old friends.

“No, silly, we are both fine! He just has a day shift on guard duty today, so I thought I’d come catch up with my bestie! It’s always a good time for Starlight and Trixie to hit the town!”

“Thank Celestia for that, you had me worried there!”

Starlight dramatically wiped her brow to prove her point.

“Whew, am I right? Anyway, please, we were about to head out for a walk, would you like to tag along?”

The blue unicorn nodded graciously. Thank goodness they had planned a day out, Trixie hadn’t wanted to look rude. She waved to Sunburst as he appeared in the doorway behind them, giving a cheery smile before wiping the lenses of his glasses.

“Hello there, Ms. Trixie! I hear you’ve had quite an interesting few days in the Crystal Empire! I’d love to hear about it while we walk?”
Starlight scoffed sweetly.

“You’ve asked for it now, Trixie can talk about herself for days!”

“Hey, I resent such comments! Now, where to start…”

Trixie rubbed her chin as the three ponies began to walk.

“…and that’s what happened over the last few days, summed up in 100,000 words. If you had any favorite parts I could run over them again for you?”

The trio had arrived at the Crystal Gardens. The exotic crystal flowers bathed the courtyard in a multitude of colors, the sun reflecting off of them like disco balls. Starlight locked her eyes on a nearby bench, guiding her two accomplices towards it.

Sunburst stumbled, his eyes growing heavy as he struggled to keep them open. It felt like they’d be going for hours, but finally the tirade of words had come to an end. He blinked uselessly before Starlight spoke on his behalf.

“Thank you for the offer Trixie, but we both more than enough, I would wager! Right Sunburst?” She glanced over at the unicorn, his head lolling as he nearly fell asleep. A quick jab in the ribs with her elbow woke him up with a start. Dreary eyed, he nodded in agreement.

“Your stories are very interesting Trixie, I’d love to hear more of them some time…”

He flopped down on the bench as Starlight sat by his side, equally exhausted. Only Trixie had even a modicum of energy left as she bounced up onto the bench.

“If you’d love to hear more, let me tell you about the time I, The Great and Powerful Trixie, defeated an Ursa Major by singled hoofed! Okay, it was an Ursa Minor and yes, I didn’t actually defeat it, but nonetheless it is an incredible story told by yours truly, so settle in!”

Starlight groaned, throwing her head back against the bench as Trixie’s excited voice drowned out all other sounds around them.

“Settle in, Sunburst. It’ll all be over soon…”

***

Trixie trotted down the road. It was evening, and the last inch of the sun was disappearing behind the distant hills. She was going to be late for her dinner-date with Flash if she didn’t pick up the pace. This was the same restaurant as the one before, so she had no excuse. If only Starlight and Sunburst hadn’t kept on encouraging her to tell more stories, she wouldn’t have been at the Gardens for so long! These streets were a real maze during the day for a new pony in town, so at night they were nearly impossible. There wasn’t much else she could do other than guess at this point, trying feebly to remember where this diner was from memory. Eventually, by pure luck – or by pure skill, in her own mind – Trixie found the place.

Trotting up to the door she pushed it open, immediately hit by the sounds and smells of a bustling restaurant. Trixie smiled politely at the porter that greeted her as she entered the building. She still couldn’t quite believe this place was so posh that it actually had a porter waiting on the door to take coats and bags, but there you are. Again she declined to remove her hat and cloak, proudly wearing it as she weaved between the tables to find Flash. It took a short while but she eventually picked him out from the crowd. The place was much busier tonight than it was last time.

Resting down on the chair opposite Flash, she was careful not to lose her hat for the second time. She skirted around the hanging light fixture, smiling down at Flash as he chuckled at the memory.

“Hey Trixie, sorry I had to dash this morning. Those guard shifts can really throw a spanner in the works, but what can you do? So, how are you?”

Trixie was about to respond when a waiter appeared at the table-side. He stood straight, carrying an air of professionalism and class about him. His voice matched, the smooth accent creating quite the image of sophistication.

“I pray you are both having a pleasant evening. Would you be interested in ordering just yet, or should I leave you for a few moments?”

Trixie glanced at the menu, quickly making her decisions.

“I’ll have the steak, medium rare please. And may I have a large Manehattan Iced Tea? I’ve heard the cocktails you serve here are fit for a Princess, and I simply have to find that out for myself. I never got around to trying one the first time I came!”

The waiter nodded approvingly and – after making a mental note of Flash’s order – took the menus and left the ponies to talk.

“Manehattan Iced Tea? Those are pretty strong cocktails, Trixie. I hope you aren’t going to end up plastered before dinner has even arrived…”

Trixie scoffed, waving a hoof at Flash in dismissal.

“Please, darling! You think The Great and Powerful Trixie can’t handle her drink? You clearly haven’t seen me in my prime! Why don’t you sit back, watch and learn?”

The house chef stared out as his restaurant bustled with activity. As the night progressed the floor slowly grew busier and busier, yet a group of tables in the far corner remained oddly unoccupied. He grabbed a passing waiter by the lapel of his uniform, before pointing at the cluster of empty tables.

“Colt, why are those tables empty? That part of the restaurant is prime real estate!”

The waiter looked flustered but tried to keep his cool as he explained.

“Well Sir, there is a couple sat there already. A stallion and a mare. But the mare is getting rather, rowdy, you see. I’ve told the other waiters not to serve her any more alcohol, but I think it might be too late. Nopony wanted to sit near the drunkard. Should we move them along?”

The Chef rubbed his chin, deliberating the situation.

“Colt, they are customers, who are paying a LOT of money to eat here. They will stay. If the other ponies don't like to sit near them, tough.”

Flash tried to avoid eye-contact with the ponies walking by his table as they stared. Trixie was swaying back and forwards slightly, five empty glasses resting by her side, with a sixth floating up to her lips. They were going to get kicked out if she had any more, he knew it. Thankfully he could see that same waiter approaching with their dinner. He rested the two steaming meals down in front of the ponies, giving Trixie a funny look as she held her hoof out for a hoof-bump.

“Trixie, please, I need you to take it easy. You’ve drank enough, so let’s just eat our food.”

This hadn’t been the best start to a date, but Flash was confident things would improve, just so long as nothing else controversial happened. He looked at Trixie encouragingly, only to register 'that look' in her eye.

Trixie rested the rapidly emptying glass down on the table with an audible clunk. Her facial expression was glossy, but Flash could recognize those little hints of lust in her eyes. She had a fire in her heart, and he could only hope she didn’t become too raunchy in as fancy a place as this. But from her tone of voice, it was a little too late…

“Eat our food? I know what I’d rather be eating right now, Honey…”

Oh dear. Flash knew how badly this would end, but he couldn’t help feel a pang of lust deep in his core as Trixie suddenly vanished, sliding down under the table. The oversized table-cloth reached the floor on all sides, hiding the intoxicated mare underneath as she made her move.

The space under the table-cloth was pitch black. The cloth was a heavy weave fabric, so thick that little light shone through it from the restaurant itself. Only a dull wisp floated through the crack between the sheet and the floor. But Trixie didn’t need to see where she was going to know what she wanted. All she needed to do was follow the smell of her lover’s stallionhood. She was going to enjoy this, and from the slab of flesh beginning to push free of his sheath, so was Flash.

“P-Please Trixie, calm down. I really want it, but if we get caught I could lose my job as a guard.”

The stallion sounded deeply worried as he whispered down to her, but his shockingly hard cock betrayed his lust, and that was all Trixie was focused on at that moment. A little play would surely turn his mind round to her fun way of life?

Trixie knew what she wanted, but she found her hooves slightly difficult to control as all that alcohol clouded her mind. She crawled a few inches forwards, before bumping her muzzle against Flash’s leg. The smell of his cock was even more intoxicating than the alcohol, and Trixie could hold back no longer. She dove forwards, burying her face in the hot folds of his scrotum. She poked her tongue out of her mouth, dragging it over every inch of his enticing ballsack. She listened to Flash’s quiet moans, muffled to the best of his ability through the hoof he’d placed over his mouth.

At this point the mare had completely forgotten about any sense of risk or need for concern, so she moved up to the main event. Wrapping her lips around the tip of his shaft, she was immediately hit by that musky smell and taste. It filled her mouth and nostrils as her pussy began to drip onto the floor.

A voice above the table.

“Hello Sir, how is your meal?”

“GOOD! It’s good, thank you! I, er, just started! Thank you!”

Flash was having a friendly chat with the waitress? How sweet. Maybe she'd like to join in? As they spoke Trixie entertained herself by skimming her tongue over and around his medial ring, much to his presumed pleasure. The sound of hooves clopped down the walkway as the waitress left Flash’s side. Shame. Light began to pour under the table as Flash’s hoof pushed under the cloth. It approached Trixie’s face and quickly pushed her away, sending her teetering backwards towards her chair. Thoroughly annoyed she re-emerged from under the table, taking her place on her chair again. Folding her hooves across her chest she waited for the chastisement to come. But it never did. Confused, Trixie glanced over the table to see Flash looking incredibly flustered. His face was bright red, a mixture of embarrassment and sheer lust. The hoof that had vanished under the table-cloth had not resurfaced, and from the movement of his shoulder, it was clear he was feverishly masturbating. The agitated stallion leant forwards, pulling Trixie in close. His voice was little more than a whisper.

“Go to the mare’s restroom. I’ll meet you once I can conceal this.” He tapped the table with his free hoof, motioning at his stiff member. “Be ready for me, because I need this NOW. We’ll have to be quick, so don’t expect me to take it easy.”

Trixie was never going to deny this salacious opportunity. She toppled off the edge of her chair, the effect of the alcohol still apparent. Scanning the floor of the restaurant she spotted the mare’s restroom and tottered off towards it, occasionally flicking her rump side to side invitingly towards Flash as she moved.

The restroom, fortunately, was barely occupied. Only one mare other than Trixie was inside, and she left shortly after Trixie stumbled into the first cubicle. She teetered backwards, plopping down onto the cold porcelain of the toilet seat. Looking around, the stall was immaculate, with an over-designed toilet roll holder attached to one wall. Small mirrors with detailed frames hung on the back of the door, presumably to allow a more self-conscious mare to fix her makeup without being seen or judged by any other pony outside. This whole place was so formal. Trixie doubted something as scandalous as what was about to happen had ever happened here. And that thought turned her on so, so much. Unable to contain her excitement, she lifted her hooves up onto the toilet, now standing on her hind legs. With the newfound height she could see over the top of the cubicle and watch for Flash. She leered over the divisions into the other stalls, and was relieved to see none of them were occupied.

The door creaked open. It was Flash.

He immediately clocked his lover’s face peering up over one of the cubicles, and he marched with purpose towards the stall door. Trixie licked her lips as she watched his erection sliding free of his sheath, smacking against his belly as he walked. She stepped down off of the toilet and prepared for him. No sooner than she had stepped down Flash had barged his way inside, bolting the door locked without a second thought. Pre-cum was streaming from his cock, and from the look on his face he was desperate for the satisfaction he had had to deny himself earlier.
He approached the mare - still stood on her hind legs - before pressing one of his fore-hooves against the wall either side of her head. Flash leant forwards and buried his tongue in Trixie’s mouth again, this time far more quick and powerful. Trixie could feel this beautifully warm gift in her mouth, waving about wildly as it dragged along her own tongue. Flash grabbed his cock with a free hoof, and without a second thought guided it up to Trixie’s awaiting pussy.

Trixie was by no means a virgin, but it had been a frightfully long time since she’d last felt a stallion inside her. It was impossible to contain her excitement, she needed this now more than anything else in the world. Her noisy moans egged Flash on as he butted the tip of his cock against her soaked vagina. Pulling his tongue free of Trixie’s mouth, Flash was able to look down as he felt his lovers warmth for the first time.
She was incredibly tight, so much so that Flash thought it was all going to be too much immediately. Slowing his initial thrust greatly, he waited for the desire to orgasm to fade. As he did he watched Trixie shuffle about awkwardly, the poor mare desperate for him to go to town on her. A few seconds later he did.

Confident he’d grown accustomed to her surprising tightness, Flash slammed the entirety of his shaft into Trixie’s moist vagina. The hungry mare let out a gasp, the feeling of her body being plugged by the stud she’d fallen for unlike anything else. She leant all of her weight forwards against Flash’s body and wrapped her legs around his waist, all of her weight now being carried by the stallion as he plowed into her hole.

A squeaking sound. Someone had just come into the restroom.

Flash froze, pressing a hoof firmly over Trixie’s muzzle. Stood stock still, he did not dare do anything, for fear of being rumbled. Even trying to pull his cock free of his partner’s vagina and setting her down came with risks. A single moan escaping from Trixie's lips was game over. Panicked, Flash decided to hold as still as he could until this new arrival left. She seemed to meander around aimlessly, pushing open one cubicle, tutting, then moving to the next.

Sweat was beginning to drip from Flash’s brow. Trixie wasn’t overly heavy, but holding her for such a long time in a position so compromising was starting to drain. His focus flicked from the sounds of this other mare to Trixie, who seemed blissfully unaware of the gravitas of the situation. Hanging off of his neck, she began to lift herself up and down on his shaft.

He was starting to get scared at this point. He could feel his orgasm building again, and he knew he wouldn’t be able to stave it off for long. But if he reached the point of no return and came, there was not a chance in Tartarus that both he and Trixie would remain quiet enough to evade detection. Clamping his eyes shut he tried to think of something – anything – else, just to divert his mind from this situation. Every inch of his body ached with a mixture of pleasure and discomfort, but he could not give up yet.

The door to the bathroom clicked shut. The mare had left.

Knowing they were safe, Flash knew he only had moments before he came. With a massive effort he lifted Trixie’s body up, off of his, watching his cock pop free and bounce around excitedly. Setting Trixie down on the lavatory, she lunged forwards, clamping her lips over his shaft like a vice. Now Flash could relax, and let it all happen. Going weak at the knees he came with an unbridled force, shooting a hot, pressured load down Trixie’s throat. The adrenaline was draining as quickly as his balls were, and by the time his orgasm had ended he just felt tired. He lifted Trixie to her feet before leaning in for a hug. She seemed far more calm about the whole situation than he had done, but that was surely the alcohol doing the thinking.

Now all he had to worry about was getting out unspotted. He wasn’t out of the woods yet.

“Trixie,” he whispered. “We need to leave, now. If I get rumbled, well, I told you what would happen. I’m going to make a break for it now, I want you to wait here for two minutes. After that head out and meet me. If we leave at the same time it’ll be obvious we were up to something. We can’t stay in this restaurant after that, so then I’ll take you home. Got it?”

He looked deep into Trixie’s eyes, reassured when she nodded with a surprising clarity.

“Good.”

With that he unbolted the cubicle door and, after glancing left and right, made a move for the restroom exit. Trixie locked the door behind him and listened as the main door creaked open. Her face turned white when she heard a mare screaming.

“What in Equestria are you doing in here Sir!? This is the mare’s restroom!”

Flash’s apology sounded nothing short of desperate.

“I went in the wrong one, I’m sorry ma’am. Didn’t mean anything by it. I’ve had a little too much of the ale, and I musta just got confused. Terribly sorry, I’ll be gone now…”

And with that he was out, the sound of quick hoofsteps as he headed back to their table. Trixie calmed her nerves, waited a short while, and prepared to follow him out. When she left, she discovered Flash hurriedly paying the bill for the food they never ate. He hadn’t noticed that a bewildered waitress and an annoyed chef were giving him passive aggressive looks from the other side of the restaurant, but Trixie tried to ignore them as she coughed in Flash’s direction. He quickly dropped his coins on the table, before cantering towards the door. The two both disappeared into the cold night.