Bright Sword Gets His Sword Cleaned!
Being one of Celelstia's royal guards was never easy, and was almost always really boring. At least, Bright Steel thought of it that way. Each day was made up of almost the same exact routine: Get up, make your bed, don your armor, quickly eat your breakfast, and then report for duty. Normally, the height of his day would be during his meal breaks for lunch and dinner, during which time, as per the generosity of the princesses, the more attractive palace servants would serve them their meals, but after three years of the same routine, even that got dull after awhile, and by the second half of the second year he'd begun ignoring them as well in favor of simply enjoying his meals.
It was not uncommon in the guard's line of duty for the civilians to tease or antagonize the royal guards, as they were obligated to keep their faces blank even in the oddest of situations and not lash out unless attacked. They did not always succeed in this, but in an age where intimidation was only necessary during the rare occasion in which a Grand Galloping Gala attendee drank a little too much and was trying to start trouble, nopony ever commented negatively on the occasional lapses in discipline unless somepony got hurt, which was a rare occurrence. Occasionally somepony would take their attempts to make a guard change their expression a little too far, however, and there would be consequences. This was one such occasion...
Bright Steel blinked several times as the light of Celestia's sun slid across his eyelids and brought him to the waking world. He had long-since become accustomed to it, and he did not groan as some of the newer recruits did.
He rolled over off his back on the nearly-flattened spring-mattress and slid off his bunk in the guard's barracks to the floor and almost mechanically began fixing up his bed, finishing before his mind was even fully awake. He yawned while pulling the sheet over half of his pillow, and then his first task of the day was done. Next he knelt down and pulled his armor out from under his bed and began applying it to his body. First came his horseshoes, then his breastplate, and finally, his helmet.
In less peaceful times he would have worn three times the protection that moderns guards wore, he recalled from history class. But in this day and age even what we wear now is mostly just for show.
Bright Steel looked at the large calender on the wall near the door across the room. Several of his fellow guards trotted past it on their way to breakfast, but he still managed to see that today was a Tuesday. He smiled. Good. Today's breakfast meal comes with an iced cinnamon bun, freshly-baked! He licked his lips and started for the door, but was intercepted by a fellow guard that was already on duty, who looked over the off-white, blue-maned pony.
“You're Bright Steel?” He asked in a bored tone.
Bright steel halted, and nodded, feeling a little confused. What could his fellow guard want? “You've received a message from Princess Celestia.” Bright Steel's eyebrows climbed to the top of his head. “She is traveling to Ponyville today for a party that the locals are having in honor of her during her annual scheduled visit, and has chosen you and Star Sheen to accompany her as her personal escort.”
“I- uh- duh-” Bright Steel stuttered, in shock. This was a high honor that he had not expected! Most likely, his as his logical mind firmly stated, it would be just as boring as march a noble around the Gala grounds, but this was the princess! How could he refuse?
Bright Steel nodded and asked if he had enough time to have breakfast first. The messenger/guard shook his head, his mane swishing in the air.
“She is leaving in less than ten minutes. Unless your Stud Stamp allows you to slow down time, I don't see that happening.” Bright steel sighed and lowered his head, looking mournful. He had been looking forward to that hot baked good that would accompany his otherwise bland breakfast for nearly two weeks, now. It seemed that he'd be missing out on it once again.
“As her highness commands.” He finally answered after a minute's time. Feeling a little dejected, Bright Steel made his way to the chariot stable and waited.
Not long after his arrival bright Steel was joined by Star Sheen, who had lines under his eyes.
“Good morning.” Bright Steel said in a neutral tone. Star Sheen muttered something unintelligible, and said nothing else. Bright steel leaned his head in a little closer and whispered if the time on leave had been worth it.
“Not so loud, please!” He whispered.
“I'm not being loud. I'm using my regular inside voice.”
“Sun could be a little dimmer, too...” Star Shine muttered.
Ah, he drank last night. Bright shook his head a little, feeling some pity for his fellow guard. He knew what it was like to feel the 'wrath of the grape' as it were, and it was not fun, and was even less so when others poked fun at you for it.
Deciding to remain silent until Star felt better, Bright stood at attention until Celestia arrived, upon which time the two guards bowed to her. Celestia nodded her head and smiled, asking them if they slept well. Both guards answered yes, but it was easy for anypony to tell from just one glance that that Star was far from feeling fine. Still, he had arrived when requested, so Celestia chose not to comment and instead entered her flying carriage. Star Shine and Bright Steel followed and stood on either side of her, facing outward at the gilded doors on either side of it.
Celestia invited the two of them to sit, and Star Shine gladly rested his backside on the cushion opposite her majesty. Bright Steel declined.
“Oh come now, Bright!” She insisted, still smiling. “I doubt anyone is going to attack us, and even if they did, you are hardly equipped to engage a flying opponent.” She laughed. “If I expected an attack, I would simply have teleported instead of partaking of this formality.” Bright Steel hesitated a moment, and then also nodded and sat down on the same cushion as his fellow guard.
The princess and the two guards made small talk while journeying from Canterlot to Ponyville. Celestia asked about their daily activities, though she knew them more than well, having lived with guards ever since Ponykind insisted that she and her sister take up leadership of their kind after the defeat of Discord so many centuries ago. Her guards responded with formal answers at first, and then at her insistence provided more honest answers.
“The pay is good, but it's kind of boring, no offense you highness.” Bright Steel confessed. “When I first joined I thought I'd actually be doing something. I suppose I should be grateful that we live in a time of relative peace, but it's hard to feel grateful for something when you don't know what life is like otherwise.” Celestia nodded.
“Each day when I get up I hope with all my heart that you and the rest of my kingdom will never have to endure violent times, for having never seen it, you realize not how horrible it really is.”
A few hours later the carriage arrived and settled to a stop on a packed-dirt road near the train station. Multiple civilians were already present, as was the princess's personal protege, who bounded eagerly up to her, followed by several other Ponies, whom Bright Steel assumed were friends of hers. Star Shine raised a wing to block their approach, but lowered them at a command from Celestia.
The student and her friends exchanged greetings with the princess, followed by a greeting from the town mayor, and multiple repeated greetings from the crowd that had quickly gathered around them.
Stifling a yawn, Bright Steel waited, his face stern and serious, as was the norm for most guards in the presence of the public, and waited for her highness' command. A command never came, but after having greeted the locals she began taking long strides forward, following a pink pony with several balloons as a Cutie Mark. The pink one led them to what seemed to be a gigantic confectionery house made of confections, where he and Star Shine took up a guarding stance on either side of the entrance. Celestia entered without them, though she promised to have food sent out to them later before doing so. Both guards murmured their thanks, and then stood and waited.
Over the course of the next several hours Ponies drifted in and out of the shop, some of them male, most of them female, most of those females being rather cute (at least in Bright Steel's opinion). But, as with every city, town, and village from the largest to the smallest, there was always at least one joker.
A Cyan Pegasus possessing a rainbow-colored mane and tail that had previously been flying overhead clearing clouds from the sky earlier as they'd arrived had apparently now finished her work for the day and was also taking her turn visiting the princess and freeloading from the celebratory occasion.
At first it seemed she might simply go by them as every other Pony had, but when neither of them seemed to pay her any attention other than a brief glance checking for weapons of any kind, she frowned and stopped, first looking at one of them, and then the other. She then lifted off the ground so she could look at them from eye level, again looking at both of them. She made the same stern face as then did, and squinted her eyes. Oh great. Bright Steel inwardly sighed. Here we go.
“You guys look familiar, have we met before?” Neither guard answered, but it seemed that she had not really expected them to. “Oh wait, never mind, you guys look all the same anyway.” She hovered above them so she could get a better look at them from above. “What, are you guys like, magical clones or something? Maybe I should ask Twilight. She could probably tell me.” Still no response, as protocol dictated. “Of course, you guys could just be golems, I guess. You never speak, and you all look the same...are you even solid?” She poked both of them with a hoof several times. “Yup, you're solid, alright! But are you alive?” She placed her hoofs on Bright Steel's back. “Maybe you're...ticklish?!” She began rapidly sliding the edge of her two hoofs along his back, sides, neck, and even, after a little hesitation, his backside as well. Bright Steel's tail twitched a little, but otherwise there was no reaction. She had not missed this reaction, however, and rubbed her hoofs together conspiratorially and smiled, planning her next 'assault'. “So you are ticklish! How about your friend?”
She tried the same on Star Shine, with no reaction whatsoever; his hangover was still plaguing him. She frowned and then returned her attentions to Bright. “Well, he seems to be a Zombie, but you're alive, at least!” She fluttered out in front of him again and started making silly faces, to which Bright wanted to frown and roll his eyes. He did not, and her eyes narrowed. “So silly faces don't do it for you.” She shrugged. “The last guards that were here didn't react to that either. So you're ticklish. I can work with that!”
As long as she doesn't tickle my underside, I'll be fine. Bright Steel thought, yawning (one of the few things that his superiors didn't care about, along with sneezing, coughing, and vomiting, over which they had little personal control).
A few other Ponies passed the rainbow Pony by, rolling their eyes at her, but she ignored them and resumed her tickle attack tactic. Chest. Neck. Head. Legs. His rump again. Ears. Hoofs. What parts of his back that were left exposed by his armor. Please give up...please give up... And finally, his stomach. Bright stifled a snort, but it was still heard by her, and her face, which had been filled with increasing frustration at his stubbornness, broke out in a wide, triumphant smile. “I've got you now!” Crud! Please princess, he prayed. Come out again soon! But she did not, and soon Bright was mildly trembling from the effort keeping his face blank and his body as still as possible. The Pegasus chuckled evilly and redoubled her efforts.
Bright Steel bit down on his lower lip and exhaled his breath through his nose so he could not laugh. Star Shine looked over at him and watched impassively for several seconds. Then their eyes met, and he looked away again. He's laughing at me! Jerk, this is hard to maintain!
Finally, just when Bright Steel was about to burst, the Pegasus let up, and Bright Steel slowly breathed in again.
The Pegasus stomped around to his front and glared at him again. “You're one tough nut to crack, I'll give you that!” She looked one way, and then looked the other, and then looked behind her. Nopony was presently outside and anywhere in view. She licked her lips and then leaned forward. “But even the toughest nut has a weak point, and I think I know yours. All nuts crack eventually.” No response. She's not gonna buck me in the balls, is she? I hope that's not what she- !
His thoughts were interrupted when she turned her own backside to him and waved her tail in his face. “Every stallion has one weakness in common, and most have one other. I'm going to exploit that other now. My name's Rainbow Dash, by the way. I'm gonna make sure you remember it. I'm going to be one of two creatures that made a guard smile!” She swatted him with her tail. Smile? Wait...why is she crawling on the ground, and what does she mean 'other weakne-heh-HEY!
Rainbow Dash had indeed gotten onto the ground and, and had crawled around to his side where she slid her body underneath his like a car mechanic. Rainbow Dash rolled over onto her back and once more slid her hoofs along his stomach, but this time she did not stop at the end of his ribcage and continued trailing them down to his sheath. Is she for real?! Bright Steel wondered, not sure he wasn't having a weird dream. She'd go that far to make a point?! Apparently she would, and was.
Rainbow Dash rubbed his still-at-the-moment-hidden shaft with one hoof and rubbed his balls with the other, while casting an occasional glance around to make sure nopony was watching. At one point she quickly rolled over and pretended to examine the ground, but as soon as they left she returned to what she was doing.
Part of Bright Steel (guess which part) was enjoying the attention he was getting, but the rest screamed that he should do something besides stand there and do nothing. Wasn't this akin to being raped? For the moment though, his concentration on things other than the cute, determined blue mare trying to elicit a response from his other sword. This control was lost however when Rainbow took her efforts a step further and extended her wet tongue to lick first his balls, and then his sword, which was now being drawn from its sheath.
“Woah! I guess the rumors of why Celestia hoof-picks her guards are true!” Thankfully Rainbow Dash was underneath him, or else she'd have witnessed Bright's face turn cherry-red from a combination of anger and embarrassment. That was not the reason he'd been picked, and-
He audibly gasped as Rainbow Dash stopped speaking and ran her tongue along from the end to the hilt, and then moved back up again, and then after several more trips, took him into her mouth a few inches. She slurped loudly on what she had, and then removed her mouth and rolled over to stand on her knees and did it again, moving slowly, taking in a few more. She paused, sucked on him whilst running her tongue along his shaft, and then once more took the last of him in all the way, opening her throat as she did so, and once again rubbing his balls with one hoof while balancing herself on the other.
“Sweet Celestia-!” Bright Steel exclaimed softly, sucking air in through his mouth.
Star Shine, whom had been ignoring the proceedings until Bright's exclamation, turned his head with a small frown at first, and then saw what their antagonist was up to and his eyes popped so wide it was a wonder they didn't shoot from his sockets!
You lucky bastard! Star Shine thought resentfully as he watched and listened to Rainbow Dash sucking his fellow guard off, whom at the moment, was slightly drooling and staring straight ahead with an expression that most certainly was no longer blank. Rather, it looked to be a mixture of shock, nervousness, and delight.
Rainbow Dash choked for a moment, and then pulled herself off her victim, breathing heavily, and prodded him with a hoof.
“Well, buddy? You gonna give up?” She spit a mixture of pre-cum and saliva out of her mouth and waited. No response. She looked around. Still nopony that she could see. Rainbow Dash smiled “Fine, but remember, I hate losing, and you can't hold out forever! Whether you react with words or physically, I'm not leaving until you break that emotionless tough-guy act!” She took another deep breath, and once more took his twitching member deep into her mouth, forward and backward, in and out over and over and over.
This has to be a dream! Bright Steel thought in disbelief as he felt a pressure building in his lower region. This kind of thing doesn't happen in real life...does it? Oh dear Celestia, that feels too good! His breath intake increased and he began to sweat a little (even though the day was rather nice with a cool breeze and other than wrestling with instinctual reactions he'd not really done any work). Unable to stop himself, Bright Steel slid onto his front knees and shoved her forward with his hoofs until her shoulders struck his legs and gushed his semen into her throat, finally wordlessly exclaiming with a grunt and gasp combination as his balls clenched again and again.
Rainbow Dash in the meantime choked at first, cum spraying out of the sides of her mouth and splashing onto her legs and face and running down her neck, but then forced herself to relax and took the thick hot flow of liquid down into her stomach. Originally she had intended to pull herself off him and let it flow onto the ground, but when he shoved her against him she had been left with no other choice.
When the flow at last began to lessen the stallion slowly rose up to his front hoofs again and, having already drank most of it, Rainbow cleaned him off as well before once more crawling out from under him. Cum still on her face and legs she rose onto her on hind legs and crossed her front and smirked at him. “You lose!”
“Really?” He asked, now wearing a smile of his own as endorphins rushed through his blood. “I think we both won!"
Lucky bastard!! Star Shine thought again, frowning.
“Well howdy there, Rainbow!” Came a new (to the guard's ears) voice from one of the roads that came from the side of the confection house/store. It was farmer-accented, and sounded like a mare. “Why ya got vannila icin' all over yer front?” An orange mare trotted up to the trio followed by a small filly with a red mane and tail, and a red bow in her hair, for the moment ignoring the guards. “You been getting' in'a sweet-stuff fight with Pinkie Pie again? Ye ought to know better than that by now!” Rainbow Dash licked one of her legs and avoided making eye-contact with her friend.
“Yeah...icing...that's what this is, alright, Applejack! Heh heh heh...”
“And the princess is here righ' now in town, too! You better go home and get that stuff cleaned off ya befer ya go back in.” Rainbow Dash laughed nervously, thankful that her friend hadn't noticed her demeanor. Applejack nodded and trotted inside, leaving both Rainbow Dash and Bright to sigh in relief. Rainbow looked back at Bright and blushed a little and landed.
“Well, I guess I'd better go home and wash this 'icing' out of my coat, then. I'll just-” Rainbow Dash froze as she felt something soft, moist, and warm against her leg. She looked down and saw that Apple Bloom had just licked some of the 'vanilla icing' off her.
“Yuck!” She complained, sticking out her tongue. She looked up at Rainbow Dash. “This stuff must have not been made right! Bleh!” She spit on the ground and trotted through the doors after her sister.
