Ruin

Twilight Sparkle watched her brother carefully.

He seemed awfully cheerful as of late. Her eyes were suspicious as she watched him enjoy the sweet pea soup she’d made. He hated pea soup.

“So… How have you been lately?” She asked casually.

“I’ve been alright. How about yourself? You’ve been so busy lately Twiley.”

Her new duties as a princess were a challenge she’d accepted running. So far she loved it, though she often found herself missing her mundane life. Being an Equestrian Princess was more than just singing songs and baking cookies. There were still other peoples in the world, and as a true supporter of friendship it was her job to extend an olive branch to each and every one of them.

She gave a smile. “Well there’s more to being a princess than I thought.” She waited a second. “So when were you going to tell me that you quit your post.”

He shrugged as he regarded her coolly. “You haven’t been around for me to tell you much of anything.”

She frowned hoping for a better response. She felt her face sag even more when she saw hints of a smug smirk on his face. “What’s going on?”

He chuckled leaning back in his seat. “Why does something have to be going on for me to be a good mood?” It had been a week since he’d had any interaction with his obsession. It had been a challenge not popping up in places he knew she frequented, but he was bidding his time plain and simple. He wanted her to curse his name and miss him all the same.

Being away from her would make the next time all the sweeter.

Twilight was thoughtful. “It’s…. it’s just it’s been a while.” She admitted quietly.

The stallion appeared to soften but thought better of it. He shrugged. “You can thank Celestia for that.”

She gasped at the quiet bitterness entwined with his bluntness. “That’s not fair.” She stood, immediately coming to the defense of her mentor. It made Shining Armor’s eyes sparkle all the more colder. His smile even more so.

“Still a mindless believer in everything she does, I see.” She blinked, shrinking away in the face of his judgement. A lot had happened that day and her brother had fought and ultimately chose in a way that went against her beloved mentor. “It’s okay Twilight, I wouldn’t expect anything less from you.” There were things he didn’t expect her to understand.

Her cheeks flushed. “I’m s-“

He waved away her apology, honestly not caring to hear it. “I’ve spent enough time serving her. There are just other things I want to do now.”

She took her seat not wanting to catch his gaze. “As long as you’re happy.” She said lamely as the color slowly fled her cheeks.

She felt his hoof on her foreleg prompting her to raise her head. “I’m happy, Twilight.” His aura was reassuring. “Happier than I’ve been in a long time.”

She smiled weakly, wondering when he became so derisive. “I didn’t know you liked pea soup.” It was a lame attempt of changing the subject and saving face.

He chuckled, “It’s grown on me. A lot like Ponyville. Thank you, by the way, for helping me find a home.”

She brightened. “Bundi Oak is the best carpenter in town. I knew he could help. You’ll have to show me around.” The house the carpenter had renovated for him was simple and secluded enough despite still technically being in town. He nodded as she prattled on about the homes of Ponyville, eventually tuning her out as he enjoyed the rest of their time together.

*-*-*-*-*-*-*

Gemma used her wings to fly up into the tree above her. She could imagine Talcum staring up at her with wonder in his eyes. With a coat the palest hue of mint, and a mane more blue than green, his pale blue eyes would be wide as saucers. She giggled at the thought, thinking of all the adventures they could go on.

Not just anyone could be an alicorn (or just look like one), she knew. The enchantment her mother used to keep her wings hidden was very strong indeed. While the small filly knew earth ponies didn’t have magic, she knew her mother was not an earth pony. What she was exactly, eluded her, and yet it didn’t matter much as she would always be her mother.

As much as Gemma wished she had someone to share her secret with, she knew she had to be careful. So when she heard someone trouncing through the meadow she frequented, she immediately cowered in her position in the tree.

Despite being quite versatile in her magic, she didn’t know the enchantment her mother used. And even if she did know it, her magic would be completely drained, much like her mother who never really had magic to use from having to cast this particular spell so often.

Inching closer to the trunk of the tree, she tried to blend in as best as she could. As whoever came closer to the tree, she realized there was no way she could hide unless she climbed higher. Biting her lip, she stared through the foliage confirming that there was another pony heading her way. If she could see them, they could probably see her. Gathering her courage, Gemma hugged the trunk and preceded to climb.

“Please don’t let them see me,” she prayed overcome with anxiety as she reached for a branch and pulled herself up. Once steadied, she reached for another repeating the process. She was so focused on being quiet and moving, that she didn’t realize that she had reached for a dead branch.

With a loud CRACK, the branch snapped and the poor filly found herself smacking branch after branch on her way down. Screaming, she tried to catch herself as one of her wings unfolded, painfully snagging a branch before crumpling beneath her as she finally smacked soundly into the ground.

“Jewels!” Someone shouted in concern.

Whimpering, the small filly picked her head up from the ground to see the blurry image of her favorite knight. “Sir Armor,” she whispered despite the pain and shock that surrounded her. Her vision was swimming and all she could think was that her mother would be terribly upset.

*-*-*-*-*-*

It had been a week since Amber had laid her eyes on Shining Armor much to her relief.

Persistence was something she could admire, but this zeal he seemed to have for toying with her was beyond outrageous. Since when was he so controlled and calculating, she thought draped upon a lawn chair on her porch.

If she were honest, and she wasn’t, it was actually a little exhilarating to see him so confident and daring. Her cheeks flushed as she thought of his last visit. It’d been a long time since anyone had touched her so intimately. And to have herself teased in such an underhanded manner didn’t bother her as much as it should of.

Frowning, the matriarch found herself annoyed at the prickles of remembrance that titillated her system from a much more private area. She took a sip of cold lemonade as she tried to relax enjoying the peace and quiet afforded to her. Tomorrow would be busy as she had deliveries to make to some of the shops in town. Gemma had helped her with loading the cart they’d need to make rounds, but she’d still need the little girl’s help later.

Despite living in a town where her least favorite nemesis lived, Amber honestly didn’t worry much about her daughter’s safety in that regard. Ponyville really was a safe place and Gemma knew not to keep secrets from her about places and ponies. Though she was more of a pegacorn in terms of power than an actual alicorn, her daughter was still nothing to be trifled with in terms of magic. The child mostly kept to herself, a revelation that sometimes bothered her.

Just as she was about to doze off, a flash of magic blinded her only to reveal the presence of Shining Armor clutching a frail filly terribly familiar in size and color.

Amber’s eyes almost popped out of her head when she made the connection to the girl in his grasp and the odd position of her wing. Flinging herself from her seat, her mouth opened to say who knows what only for the stallion to silence her with a look as they met at the base of the steps.

“Wh…”

“She’s okay.” Amber wanted to attack him on the spot. The calmer more collected part of her knew that would do no good, so she urged him to continue with wide eyes and open arms, desperately wanting to take the girl. “She fell out of a tree, and hurt her wing.”

“Fell out of a tree?!”

“In the meadow… I guess I startled her.”

Amber nodded as he deposited the unconscious filly into her grasp. The mare immediately calmed when she felt full breaths and a strong, if a little fast, heartbeat.

“She’s just a little spooked.” Shining Armor assured as the two rushed her inside.

Amber quickly led the way to Gemma’s room and Shining Armor was surprised to see artwork and magical tomes littered about with a few worn stuffed animals thrown in as well. There was a drawing of him vanquishing something that looked a lot like a changeling queen. He shook his head and focused on the situation at hand when Amber gently laid the small filly in bed.

He took a moment to compose himself before speaking. “I… don’t know much about wings…” He noted the stiffness in her posture as he spoke the words. “But the way she landed...”

“You can’t say-” She turned to face him, but he was already in her space, touching her- comforting her.

“I won’t say a thing, you know that. How can I help her?” Shining Armor’s voice was low as he leveled her with his steady gaze. She almost felt like melting again, a thought that prompted her to react with flushed cheeks and an annoyed attitude.

“I’ll look over her, and I’ll tell you what to do.” Her voice was calm despite the nerves that were a reaction to both her daughter and the stallion so close to her. Amber took a step away from him putting as much space as she could between them. Turning, she placed all her attention on the unconscious filly running her hooves gently along her wing, checking it as gently as she could.

“Are you sure you aren’t who I think you are?” His voice sounded close to her ear.

“I’m sure,” she maintained trying to control a shudder, now checking the rest of her body.

“It’s rare for an earth pony to give birth to a-“

“It’s not broken from what I can tell, just bruised very badly.” The discoloration spoke volumes. “But I can’t be sure until she wakes up. I guess you were right. She’s more spooked than anything.” Positioning her comfortably in bed, the mare tucked her daughter in, softly clicking her as she cooed over the tired girl. “Feel better baby.” After kissing her forehead, Amber took a deep breath before turning to face him again.

All the while she had fussed over the girl, Shining Armor had watched her with a growing smirk. Leading him out the bedroom, she turned to thank him and bid him goodbye when she was halted by the same smirk that had taunted her only a week ago. “I thought making you realize the error of your ways would be a little more difficult than what it has been. Whatever you’re using to cloak her must be draining for you. You couldn’t counter any of the spells I used on you. You didn’t even try.” He laughed.

Amber narrowed her eyes at the stallion. “You should leave.”

He sobered almost instantly. “You really think I’m just going to leave after what happened today?”

She swallowed. “I appreciate your concern, but I couldn’t ask you to waste your time like that. Surely, you have more important things to do.” She batted her eyes and pasted a sweet smile on her face.

His gaze softened but his persistence did not. “You don’t have to ask ‘cause I’m staying until she wakes up.” He snickered when she scowled almost hatefully. “But in the meantime,” he drawled, “I’m sure there are other things we could do to keep ourselves occupied…”

Amber stiffened as his words hung in the air between them. With darkening cheeks she was ashamed to admit that her more intimate regions were already slick at the thought.

She immediately changed the subject.

*-*-*-*-*-*

When Twilight Sparkle saw her brother saddled with a cart strolling through town with the haughty Amber Stone, she did a double-take.

With disbelieving eyes, she watched the two together, leaving her with more questions than answers.

Despite the exasperated looks the mare gave every time her brother did or said something, her expression changed to fondness whenever he turned his back. They seemed so familiar with each other. And their body language…

The way he would lean and speak into her ear, and the panache the mare exhibited trying to hide a blush. She also noticed Jewels in the back of Amber’s cart smiling and laughing at her brother. She’d never seen the girl smile so much.

The trio looked… happy. Like a family. A loving, honest-to-Celestia family.

The entire picture threw the princess for a loop.

How did Shining Armor know Amber Stone? And more importantly, what had happened to make him like her of all ponies? His eyes spoke volumes and she hadn’t seen him look at anyone like that in years.

Her brother had once married a princess and now he was soliciting with the town’s most self-absorbed pony. Granted she never heard of the mare wronging anyone, Amber just rubbed her the wrong way. Her politeness seemed forced. Fake. She was so indifferent and Twilight hated it.

And yet her daughter was nothing like that.

Jewels frequented her library quite often and had a love for knowledge that rivaled her own. She was so sweet that it cemented the idea that her mother couldn’t be too bad. No one could question the mare’s dedication to her daughter. Jewels was obviously her mother’s heart.

Glancing around, Twilight realized she wasn’t the only pony raising a brow at the picture the trio painted. The eldest Sparkle had been involved in quite the scandal years before. So most things he did were topics of interest. Some ponies openly gawked, while others were much more discreet in their observation. Twilight Sparkle was not one of those. She found herself hiding behind structures and mailboxes as she spied on the group.

It looked as if her brother was helping her make rounds as the mare owned a small comfortable business delivering produce and herbs to local shop owners.

“But why?” She wondered aloud.

“Princess are you okay?” A pony asked after nearly tripping over her. He tried to be respectful, but the look on his face betrayed his real thoughts.

Twilight straightened quickly with a nervous smile on her face. “Yes! Everything is fine!” The two stared at each other awkwardly. “You can leave now!”

“Yeah… Are you su-“

“Yes! I’m fine, fine, fine! Thank you!”

“Okay,” he said unsurely, throwing backward glances as he walked away.

She sighed. “I should just go over there.” After taking a moment to compose herself, Twilight crossed the street and approached the trio casually.

“Hey!” She greeted cheerfully as she stepped onto the sidewalk.

“Miss Twilight!” Jewels returned with a giant grin.

“Jewels!” The girl stood fully and that’s when Twilight noticed her bandaged midsection.

“Hello, Twilight.” Was Amber’s borderline indifferent greeting.

“Twiley!”

“Hi, guys.”

“What’re you doing here? I thought you’d have more friendship stuff to do.” Shining Armor smiled.

“Not today,” she laughed. “Even a Princess is allowed a day off.” Her eyes returned to her small filly friend as she was filled with concern. “Jewels, what happened?”

“I fell out of a tree.” Was the filly’s shy response as her cheeks flushed in embarrassment.

“Oh! Well are you alright?” She looked to the adults. “She’s okay, right?”

Amber responded coolly. “She’s fine… Just a cracked rib. I mended it myself.” Shining Armor watched the matriarch, noting the frown on her face and the protective undertones in her voice as signs of anxiousness. Her body language was saying ‘fuck off.’ He almost laughed, but he could understand her attitude towards Twilight. Her concealment spell was simply that, and if the right pony actually paid close attention, they’d realize that too.

“Oh…” Twilight’s horn began to glow with magic. “Let me see if I can remedy that.” She smiled reassuringly as she took a step towards her small friend.

Amber immediately grabbed her daughter and took a couple of steps back. “What do you think you’re doing?”

Jewel’s eyes darted around nervously, despite her hiding beneath her bangs. “Mama…”

“I’m sorry! I was just trying to help.”

“I didn’t ask for your help!” Amber shot back with blazing eyes. “You can’t do something like that without asking me, her mother, first. And my answer would still be no! Keep your magic to yourself!” Ponies walking by traded looks and stared at their princess oddly. Twilight flushed at the attention, shrinking in on herself. “We’re going inside to talk to Mrs. Canta.” Amber glared at the princess one last time before stalking away with her daughter in tow.

Twilight was left to stand on the street with a look of shock in the wake of the mare’s attitude.

“I wasn’t going to hurt her.” Twilight exclaimed once the two were inside. “She’s so snooty!”

“She’s just protective Twilight. Jewel’s is her life.” Shining Armor assured his sister as he dropped his bit, unhitching himself. Twilight had almost forgotten he was standing there. At the look on her face he continued reassuringly. “I know you wouldn’t hurt anyone unless you had to. Amber’s just complicated. Just accept it and you’ll realize she’s just like everyone else.”

Accept it? Her ears burned as bright as her curiosity. “Like you have?” Was her comeback. Why was he defending her? “So… What’s going on between the two of you?”

He blinked, “Twil-“

“I didn’t realize you’d been spending so much time with her. You seem real comfortable.” She shifted her weight from one hoof to the other as she folded her forelegs across her chest.

Shining Armor shrugged coolly. “Jewels really likes me… Much to Amber’s dismay.” He chuckled at the truth.

“And you’re helping her why?”

“She needed help with rounds. Obviously Jewels can’t help out.” She scowled at the smirk on his face.

“I’m going to figure this out Big Brother, and you’re going to be the one to tell me.” Was Twilight’s promise. Indigo eyes were narrowed as the alicorn vowed to get to the bottom of her brother’s “interesting” behavior. Unfortunately, everything he said checked out. Jewel’s was obviously hurt, and Amber used two carts for rounds. Someone needed to pull the second cart. But how had he known in the first place? She was about to ask when Amber had come back from the store. Jewel’s was still inside.

“Miss Twilight,” she interrupted with a resigned expression on her face.

Twilight gave her brother one last glare before giving the mare her attention. What on earth could she possibly have to say to her now? “Yes?” She asked gearing herself up for more abuse.

“I apologize for my outburst.”

“What?” Twilight blinked unprepared for such a statement. “You’re apologizing… after all that?”

Amber sighed before pushing through with her words. “I’m really over-protective when it comes to magic- my daughter in general. I don’t want Jewels too dependent on it. I want her to be capable with or without magic.” Shining Armor watched the interaction with a neutral expression. He didn’t know if Amber meant the words or not, but she certainly sounded convincing. “She needs to know that her actions have real consequences and that magic can’t always save her.” Amber took a deep breath. “We appreciate your concern, truly. You didn’t deserve all of that.”

Twilight gawked in shock before shaking her head and responding. “Thank you, Amber. I really don’t know what to say. I’m sorry I overstepped my bounds. I was just trying to help. I love Jewels and I would never do anything to harm her.”

Amber regarded her seriously. She didn’t like Twilight, but she knew Twilight to be honest and caring. Jewels adored her, borderline worshipped her. She wouldn’t intentionally harm her daughter, that, she was sure of. But, if she somehow knew the truth, would she still be so kind and caring? Would that love mean anything if she knew the ‘who’ behind Jewels’ lineage?

“I hope so.” She replied softly to both Twilight and her own thoughts.

*-*-*-*-*-*

Amber lay in bed staring at the ceiling. Gemma had finally succumbed to sleep about an hour ago.

It turned out her daughter had sprained her wing the previous day. With instruction from her and a volume from the shelf, herself and Shining Armor were able to repair some of the ligament’s tearing. It was still terribly bruised and it hurt the child to move it, so they bandaged it appropriately.

Twilight had spent the rest of the day with them making rounds, and the mare had to admit that it wasn’t all bad. Gemma had had the time of her life, soaking in all the attention. Twilight really did care for her daughter, a revelation that had made for irony. She’d watched the three play unicorn games, careful of Gemma’s injury, and they’d even shared a small meal together afterwards. It made her miss the mountain she grew up in with the family and people she’d had. It hadn’t all been desperate and she wish Gemma could’ve experienced some of it.

She remembered stroking her daughter’s mane in bed as she went on and on about how amazing today had been and how much she loved Sir Armor and Miss Twilight. It made her question her silence in regards to her daughter’s family. Was she doing the right thing raising her in ignorance like this?

Amber sighed and turned onto her side. On her bureau there was an emerald choker that sparkled beguilingly at her. It was gothic styled with black lace and golden draping chains. There was a larger emerald centered on the choker with its faceted face pressed in a gold mold. A smaller, smoothed teardrop shaped emerald dangled from it. While it was a beautiful piece of jewelry, it wasn’t just for aesthetics.

Once she’d settled back into this house, she’d bound her magic to this piece of jewelry using an ancient spell. It was a safety measure that assured no one could trace her with a magical signature. While a trained pony would realize the choker was magical, they still wouldn’t know whose magic it was. She could just as easily claim that it was a family heirloom. Her metamorphic abilities were still intact, just difficult to use now that magic wasn’t in picture.

It was something that was irreversible.

She really wasn’t who Shining Armor thought she was anymore.

She frowned when she recalled Twilight’s promise to her brother earlier. “I’m going to figure this out Big Brother, and you’re going to be the one to tell me.”

Would he tell her about Gemma? Did he trust her to keep her safe alone? What if he didn’t?

Pushing herself into a seated position, Amber realized she had to be sure of his silence. Staring at the choker, she realized a way to do so.

*-*-*-*-*
When Shining Armor heard a knock at his door late at night, he didn’t know who to expect. So his surprise was palpable when he opened the door to see Amber Stone with a determined expression on her face.

“Amber?” The stallion questioned.

“Can I come in?” She asked in way of a greeting.

He took a step to the side allowing her passage as he took in her overall appearance. The dim light from his living room caught the choker around her neck. The way it shone in the light made him question it.

“That’s a nice necklace.” He stated casually as he shut the door and turned to face her. She looked nervous and the stallion placed his suspicions aside for a moment. He moved closer to her and lifted her chin with a hoof. “Is everything okay? Is it Jewels?”

Her brown eyes looked deeply into his, and he could tell by the glint in her gaze and illumination of the tear shaped gem of her choker something was about to happen. Everything took on a dark hue as the world faded from existence. It felt like a teleportation spell, but once he came to in a beautiful moonlit meadow sprinkled with white moon flowers and lily blossoms, he knew he was different.

The sounds of the forest was calming despite the shock he felt at his newest situation. The dark night sky was illuminated with the soft silver of the moon. Fireflies flashed softly around them and the scent of wildflowers permeated the air. The air was warm and in the middle of this ethereal meadow stood a dark skinned woman with teal hair, and a snow colored man with streaked azure hair.

“What did you do?” He whispered marveling at her naked body underneath the moon as he took a step closer to her.

Her skin was much darker than his own. Coal grey with a luminescence that reminded him of a starry night sky. Her teal colored hair sparkled under the moonlight as she stared up at him with hooded eyes.

His body was his and yet there was nothing equine about it.

Her smile was knowing as a hand reached forward and caressed his face. White fangs sparkled in the light. “It’s called being human,” Amber whispered before taking his lips with her own.

Shining Armor felt himself stiffen under her touch as she pressed her body flush against his. Losing himself to the kiss, he wrapped his arms around her as he realized he didn’t care what she was planning as long as they didn’t stop this.

“Chrysalis?” He’d waited so long to call her by that name. By her name.

“Shhh…” She silenced him by deepening the kiss. Dark hands traveled down his face and neck, stilling over his chest. She could feel every hard plane of him against her and it brought a deep blush to her cheeks. Especially the feel of his member pulsing and swelling against her thigh. She had to remind herself that this was not for her, but for her daughter.

It wasn’t enough to hold her, the stallion wanted to conduct his own exploration of her body with this new body. Turning her in his grasp, he broke contact with her mouth and nibbled the shell of her ear as his hands traveled her body.

Cupping her breast, the mare took in a sharp intake of breath as he rotated between massaging her breast and teasing her nipples. “Human,” he whispered as he kissed and suckled on her neck as he continued to raise her pulse.

She hummed her pleasure as she found herself enjoying herself more than she should.

She felt one of his hands travel down the shape of her body, following the curve of her hips till it rested on her waist. His lips found hers again as she arched into his body. Shining Armor grasped her most feminine folds, shivering at the feel of her slickness. He broke away from her lips again as he breathed into her ear. “Chryssie…”

Amber whimpered when she felt his fingers dip inside her. He smiled against her skin as he continued to work her with both of his hands. Her moans were more than encouraging as her body felt like it was on fire. She was so wet and the pleasure that built from his ministrations was maddening. She held his arm in place with one hand and lost the other in his hair.

How had she gone on so long without him?

“Why did you come to me?” He whispered as his other hand traveled down and pinched her clit, before drawing firm circles over it. She gasped, legs shaking as she felt so close to euphoria.

“I… I came… to talk to you.” Was her broken reply. He hummed as he allowed himself to sink with her to the ground.

“Please stop,” She panted trying to stave off the sensations that were overtaking her.

He took his time stopping, and once he did, she wasted no time turning in his grasp and pushing his back down into the grass. She kissed him deeply, body still on high alert.

“What did you want to talk about?” Shining Armor asked as she left wet kisses on his neck while he was touching her everywhere else. Resting both hands on the round curve of her ass, he squeezed both cheeks before using one hand to cup one of her breast again.

Grabbing both of his wrist, Amber pinned his arms above his head and tied them with a vine. She couldn’t function with him touching her the way he was. In the process she left him a great view of her full dark breast. He lifted his head and latched onto one of her nipples sucking on it before teasing it with his teeth.

“Shining,” She groaned as she fought the pleasure and shoved him hard into the ground. He winced as his head struck something solid.

Amber smirked, finally in control of the situation.

“What do you want, Chrysalis?” He demanded feeling both annoyed and aroused.

“I want your complete cooperation,” She whispered as she leaned over and spoke in his ear. He looked so beautiful under the moonlight framed by the grass. No matter how she justified what she was doing, she couldn’t hide from her own desire. He was just as masculine in this form as he was in his other. Her hands smoothed over his chest and stomach as she followed deft movements with hot, wet kisses. When Shining Armor felt her hand wrap around his length, he couldn’t help but groan.

She smirked against his abdomen before setting up between his legs. He lifted his head to watch her. She placed a soft kiss on the head of his member as she locked eyes with him. Cerulean eyes burned grey as Shining Armor pulled at his restraints. Surprisingly it was a good knot.

“I promise to share your bed with you in whatever way you like,” Amber licked his cock starting from the base and ending at the tip, smirking when he trembled. “Whenever you like.” Her hands begin to stroke him, and the stallion bit his lips to keep from groaning.

“What’s the catch?” He grounded out still trying to break the makeshift restraints.

“You keep Jewel’s secret no matter what.” Was her serious reply.

Before he could respond, she took all of him inside of her mouth sucking him languidly as she bobbed up and down up the length of his member with a force that made his toes curls. The mix of prurient sensation and anger was enough for him snap the vine she used as his hands wandered into her silky tresses holding her there.

“Chryssie,” He moaned as he thrust his hips into her mouth choking her with his strength. Gods, he wanted to explode, but he couldn’t let her think that this was the kind of stallion he was, even if that was all he wanted at this point. She didn’t have to offer herself to him this way for what she wanted, and it made him angry that she would even consider this.

Pulling her up into his grasp by her arms, he kissed her hard and almost painfully.

“Not like this.” Shining Armor growled into her mouth as he held her tight. Her eyes widened as she was clearly confused. Managing to get her hands between them, she forcefully pushed away from him breaking away from his mouth.

Both were flushed and panting as they regarded the other. His eyes were grey even as his gaze softened and he smoothed her hair away from her face. “I could never hurt Jewels like that. You know that.” His voice was low. She looked away feeling upset, relieved and embarrassed. “Chryssie?” He gently turned her face back to his. “Do you understand?” Shining Armor prompted gently.

“I hate you,” She whispered with wet eyes knowing it was a lie. Before he could comment, she sealed her lips against his once again using her hand to finish what she started. He tried to push her away, he really did, but she wasn’t having it. She stroked his member firmly with a pace that made it hard to concentrate. Swallowing his groans in her mouth, she whispered encouragement against his lips. “Cum for me, baby… Let go, Shining, let go.”

Amber didn’t stop until his seed spilled between them. Burying his face in her neck as he came, he bit her hard enough to draw blood as he tried to muffle the sound. The mare whimpered as she slowed her pace, milking him. Shining Armor spasmed as he lost himself to his orgasm, he thrust into her hand until his member had nothing left.

Once he’d floated back down from his high, he flopped back down into the grass feeling weak and sated. He stared up into a twinkling night sky, breathing heavily as his whole body seemed to pulse. He felt her tongue cleaning up the mess he’d made over his stomach and lavishing around his flaccid cock. His balls tingled and all he wanted to do was make love to her until Celestia brought up the sun.

“C’mere,” Shining Armor said huskily as he held his arms open to her. She slithered into his grasp and pressed a soft kiss to his mouth before resting her head against his chest. He closed his eyes and that odd feeling came over him once again as her magic washed over them. When he opened his eyes, he was back in his home in his equine body with Amber nowhere to be found.