Adapting To Shared Love

Large, imposing doors swung inwards as Queen Chrysalis waltzed into her private chambers, and much like how hunters bring their captured pray back to their dens, she carried a meek and stunned Thorax on her back. Using her magic, she closed the doors behind her, then focused on the translucent cocoon filled with luminescent fluid lighting the room, which was adhered to the ceiling above. With a quick spell she adjusted its brightness, making the room dimly lit.

Once that was done, she made for the center of the room, where her lavish bed lied in wait. Upon reaching the foot of it, she enveloped Thorax in her magic, then, without saying so much as a word, tossed him onto it.

"Wha!" he cried, landing on the mattress's silk satin sheets on his back.

Before he could inquire as to what was going on, Chrysalis crawled onto the bed and stood over him, a predatory glint in her eyes as he stared directly down at him. Their faces were a good few inches away from one another, but regardless, Thorax swallowed dryly. He didn't know what was going on, whether he was suddenly in trouble with her or not. Almost immediately, he tucked his forelegs over his chest timidly, his expression somewhat fearful as he hesitantly made eye contact with his queen looming over him.

"Uh..." he began, unsure on how to determine her intentions. "So... so this is your room, huh? First time in here, and I gotta say: it's... it's very nice. I like the uh... Well the bed's nice, so... Yeah."

Chrysalis didn't respond, instead choosing to keep him as the focus of her intimidating sight. If it wasn't obvious, she had no intention of discussing home decor. Perhaps it was a lingering byproduct of the old tyrannical life she left behind in favor of her current, grander one, but she enjoyed seeing him squirm beneath her, enjoyed seeing his chest rise and fall with every anxious breath he took. It made her feel powerful, and like with everything else she preferred, in control.

Curious to see if she could draw a reaction from him, her mouth curled into a devilish smirk before she opened it, Thorax's eyes widening upon spotting her bared fangs. He'd seen them plenty of times before, sure, but he never noticed how pointy they were until just that moment. It certainly didn't help that her tongue and the inside of her mouth were glowing a bright green in the near darkness (a result that happens to a changeling's flesh when they've sustained off a healthy diet of love), as they further highlighted the sharp points they ended in.

With Thorax's body frozen in fear, he could only watch hesitantly as Chrysalis lowered her head, slowly bringing her open fangs closer and closer to his exposed neck. Once he felt their points rest on his chitin, his legs twitched before instantly locking once more. Chrysalis was powerful, he knew that. The smallest amount of effort would be all she'd needed to pierce his neck. At that moment, fear was the most prominent emotion he felt, but strangely enough, there was something else he was feeling, something he didn't expect at all in his situation.

Excitement.

Slowly, Chrysalis brought down her teeth, Thorax shutting his eyes and hitching his breath as he felt two sets of pin-point pressure grow against his neck. Right as it felt as if they were about to finally penetrate, Thorax was both shocked and relieved when they eased off, only for Chrysalis to instead run her long tongue over the area.

"Ah," he moaned unintentionally, shuddering at how her saliva cooled his carapace. And with that action, he finally understood what her aim was.

Realizing that he was completely at her mercy, Thorax became seemingly petrified, his face blushing deeply as Chrysalis then ran her tongue under his chin. She moved it in slithering motions as it traveled upwards, only for its tip to flick off his jawline teasingly as she retracted it. She redoubled her disarming smirk, causing Thorax to smile meekly in return as she neared her muzzle closer to his.

Once they were just a mere few inches away, she paused, then peered into his eyes with her intimidating gaze again. Thorax stared back, occasionally glancing at her fangs, much to hesitant to dare look anywhere else that wasn't her. Moments later, he nearly shouted when Chrysalis swiftly closed what little distant remained, only for his mouth to be silenced as she forced her lips against his.

Stunned, Thorax stared in disbelief at her closed eyes; it took his brain a while to realize that she hadn't struck him like he thought, but was instead kissing him. Her lips were locked with his, and she hummed as her tongue pried at his mouth for passage. Relaxing, Thorax gradually built the courage to return her efforts, his own tongue poking out to meet hers.

Their two tongues slid over and twisted around one another, but right as Thorax began to enjoy it, Chrysalis, without warning, pulled away. A thin string of their shared saliva linking their mouths grew in length as she separated, but soon broke as she stared down at him with panting breath. She brought back her chilling gaze, and once again Thorax was spellbound with apprehension by it.

"Why so tense, Thorax?" Chrysalis asked knowingly, her cheshire smirk betraying her feign of ignorance. "You seem fainthearted, unnerved even." She then leaned over his ear, her fangs grazing over it as she whispered, "Are you perhaps... scared?" She gave his ear a quick sensual lick, saying, "My, I wonder why."

His breathing deepening, Thorax struggled to find his words.

"N-normally, no. Right now, though, as I'm currently pinned beneath you..." he smiled nervously, tucking his legs in closer to himself, "m-maybe a little bit."

Chrysalis chuckled at that, then swiftly brought her toothy smirk inches away from his muzzle. He flinched, which greatly amused her.

"Oh come now," she singsonged dejectedly. "Surely the king of the changelings would be daring enough to touch his queen~" She extended her tongue, ran its length over his lips, then watched as his face turned a fiercer shade of beet red.

"I... I-I..." Thorax stuttered, only to go stock still when Chrysalis then snaked her muzzle into the crook of his neck.

Chrysalis enjoyed toying with her new plaything, peppering his neck with love bites and teasing licks. She reveled in her actions, felt empowered by them. Every subtle jerk, every half noise she managed to produce from him was a small victory to her.

Eventually, however, her ministrations induced an entirely different reaction from him.

"Oh?" Chrysalis soon mused in surprise.

She looked back for a brief moment, then returned her attention to Thorax, her large, predatory grin catching him unawares.

"Well, well, well," she chimed. "Seems that you finally got around to touching your queen after all. Though I must say, this is quite the unconventional way to do it."

Overwhelmed with embarrassment, Thorax immediately panicked.

"I--I'm sorry!" he apologized. "It's just that, w-with all the touching and stuff, it... it just slipped out!"

Thorax was distraught; his penis has slipped from his internal sheath, grown fully erect, and was rubbing against the inside of Chrysalis's rear leg's inner thigh. Being a male changeling, his reproductive organs were kept internally within his body, and only his penis would extend outside, for obvious reasons, of course. Additionally, his member was much different from a pony stallion's; it was green, and had a thick base that got a bit thinner as it reached its spearhead shaped tip. And just like Chrysalis's tongue, it glowed.

Chrysalis looked back to his member, admiring how it stood out so clearly in the dim light.

"My, it appears as if your little friend there is looking for some attention," she said, licking her lips as she turned back to Thorax.

His eyes widening, Thorax blinked, then shook his head anxiously as he replied with, "Wh-what? ...Oh. N-no no, my uh, little friend's just fine, thank you very much! C-certainly nothing a queen such as yourself needs to concern yourself with!"

Upon hearing that, Chrysalis smirked, then got the most devilish idea.

"Oh relax, Thorax," she said huskily, shimming herself lower down his body. "I just want to give it a little look-see, no need to be so coy. In fact, if you're worried about a queen looking at you there, I can easily remedy that~"

"What are you--"

Before Thorax could finish that sentence, a green, unearthly flame quickly enveloped Chrysalis, then disappeared just as soon as it came. Next thing Thorax knew, he wasn't looking at Queen Chrysalis anymore, he was instead looking at Chandelier.

"There we go. Much better now, wouldn't you agree?" asked Chrysalis.

In saying that, Thorax noticed that, yes, she did change her appearance, but she kept a few of her original features. Her long glowing tongue, for one. He wouldn't dare call her out on it, but he was sure she did that on purpose, just keep him on edge.

With Thorax watching in strange balance of apprehension and awe, Chrysalis (or Chandelier for that moment) slowly shuffled herself lower down his laid body, not stopping until she was comfortably positioned between his rear legs. With a cat-like smirk on her face, she, with precise deafness, then leaned forward, her lengthy tongue unraveling from her maw as her muzzle grew nearer to his mast inch by inch.

Seeing her so close to his hard tool, Thorax shook, and he wasn't sure why. Possibly it was because he was fearful, or perhaps he was simply excited... could have been both for all he knew. This was Chrysalis, his queen, despite his equal status to her. He had both loved and feared her for a large majority of his life, and he was unsure how to handle lusting over her.

Matter of fact, he began to suspect Chrysalis knew of this as well. That would certainly explain why she chose to don her Chandelier alias, perhaps to help set aside his preconceived notions of her while they got intimate together for the first time. Thorax admired that it actually helped ease some of his anxiety somewhat, as well as add a certain bit of... kinkiness to it that he found himself surprisingly agreeing with.

After taking a breath, Thorax shut his eyes, tried to relax, and waited.

It initially caught him off guard, but the first thing he felt was her hot breath hitting his length, making it twitch in response. What came next was the wet feeling of her tongue, pressing itself flat against the underside of his member. The tip of her tongue twisted and curled around Thorax's base, teasing him before she began to run its cool and slimy texture upwards in one sensuous lick.

"Ah," Thorax breathed, a pleasant chill coursing through his spine as her tongue reached his tip.

Tongue still on his cock, Chrysalis smirked widely around her open mouth. She curled her tongue around his tip, almost securing it, then had it spiral down the rest of his length, making him squirm in the process. Taking great enjoyment in his reaction, she placed her forelegs on his inner thighs, then positioned her mouth right over his tip.

She tightened her tongue's grip on Thorax's spire, and as his breath hitched while he took in air through his clenched teeth, Chrysalis struck swiftly. She brought down her head, his tip disappearing past her lips as she quickly engulfed it with her mouth. Thorax's eyes widened, his jaw going slack as he involuntarily lurched forward.

Making small, barely audible half-noises, tentatively he stared down to Chrysalis. There he found her staring back, her lips locked around his tip and her tongue slithering in pumping motions up and down the rest of his length. The warm yet cool wetness of her tongue as it worked his shaft, coupled with the comforting warmth of the inside of her mouth, it was completely overwhelming to Thorax. His head fell back due to the resulting pleasure of her ministrations, his tongue hanging out the side of his mouth as he breathed unevenly towards the ceiling.

Seeing him in such a placid state, it was only natural for Chrysalis to feel prideful of her skills when it came to oral. Even if said skills were a bit rusty. The last time she preformed fellatio, it was on Shining Armor, where she was disguised as Princess Cadance sometime before the royal wedding. He said that was the best blowjob she'd ever given him, and Chrysalis still snickers whenever recalling the memory.

Like most changelings, she was well versed in a wide number of sexual acts, which was necessary more often than not when in long and deep cover infiltration. Back in those days, sex was just a means to an end, a way to further cement their false identity so they could continue to collect love for the hive in secret. Changelings becoming intimate with each other was an extremely rare occurrence, as they were all working in ensure they had enough love for the hive's survival.

Now that their kind was accepted and love was abundant, they could copulate just for the mere enjoyment of it, just as Chrysalis and Thorax were at that moment.

Still, Thorax seemed to be enjoying himself a little too much for Chrysalis's liking, as she preferred her partners a bit of the submissive side. Wanting to keep him on his hooves, she lowered her head, allowing even more of his pulsing rod to sink into her mouth. As she did so, however, she accidentally grazed his flesh with one of her pointy fangs. Almost right away, she got her desired response.

"Y-ya!" Thorax yelped, his pleasure-drunk brain snapping to the present. He unknowingly placed a hoof on her head, ready to push her away. Using nearly all of his will power at the last second, however, he managed to prevent himself from doing that.

Chrysalis paused, looking up to him expectantly. Going by the saucy look she was giving him, Thorax could practically read what she was thinking.

Well, are you going do something with your hoof there, or not?

Trying to save face, Thorax met her gaze with a forced smile, then used his hoof to instead gently part a bit of her mane from obscuring her eye. It was a sweet gesture, but Chrysalis knew what he nearly did. In fact, she was kind of hoping he would, too.

Nevertheless, Chrysalis continued where she left off. She brought her lips further down his shaft, taking in as much of him as she could. Soon enough, her lips were wrapped around his base, and his tip would have made her gag if she wasn't already experienced. Thorax threw his head back again, releasing a content sigh; Chrysalis was half tempted to sink her fangs into his rod, just to see him jolt again.

Rather than doing that, however, she instead raised her head off his cock, sucking and slurping salaciously around it as she slowly withdrew it from her mouth. Thorax moaned lowly all the while, Chrysalis's tongue writhing around every newly released bit of his flesh before she released his tip with a 'pop'.

She titled her head to the side, looking around Thorax's spire to smile knowingly at him. He smiled back, and there Chrysalis could see that he had accustomed perfectly to their little romp. Taking on Chandelier's form helped take some of the edge off his nerves, just as she suspected it would.

Quite the unsuspecting fool he was. With what she had in mind, she couldn't wait to see the utter horror etched onto his face once her mischievous little plan came to fruition. As she tried to keep her smile from growing wider, hinting her true intentions, Chrysalis began to follow through with her scheme.

She licked the side of his cock--once, twice, then ran her tongue up the underside of it. With the pleasant sensation of her cool tongue tracing over his burning length, Thorax laid himself back fully onto the bed, a dumb smile spreading itself across his face. His guard was down, just as Chrysalis anticipated it would.

After giving the tip of his rod one final brush of her tongue, Chrysalis then wrapped her lips around it and engulfed it in her mouth once more. She lowered her head in that same practiced motion, taking him all the way to the base, then raised herself back up until only his tip remained before lowering again. Again and again she repeated that action, suckling at his flesh as she did so.

She allowed her tongue to escape, then had it wrap around his base as she continued her motions. Chrysalis certainly knew what she was doing. Thorax's eyes were shut, his breathing slowly becoming more and more labored, and he had subconsciously rested a hoof atop her head. All signs that he was getting close to the edge.

Thorax was fully aware of that as well, and he tried so hard to mentally keep himself from cumming. Try as he might, however, the inviting warm and moist confines of her mouth was making it a losing battle, as he could feel his climax swiftly approaching. He had to warn Chrysalis, he wouldn't dare sullying his queen's mouth with his lowly sperm.

"Ch-Chryssy, I'm..." he uttered, only to fall silent when Chrysalis gave his flesh the tiniest of pricks with her fangs. It was enough to break his concentration though, and with that, he came.

Thorax gasped fearfully, intense pleasure shooting up his spine, his vision momentarily going white as his mast began to throb violently. With the first two throbs there was nothing, but after the third, a hot volley of his cum began to erupt from his cock, directly on Chrysalis's tongue and the back of her throat.

Chrysalis didn't stop her motions, instead bobbing her head at a faster pace. She slurped wetly around his member, milking him for all she could, allowing his seed to collect in her mouth. She didn't grant herself time to savor his essence's taste, as curiosity of what his reaction would be was more interesting to her.

Right as his rod's spurts began to taper though, Chrysalis pulled away from it. Using her tongue still wrapped around his base, she aimed his tip for her face, where it unleashed the last of its load. By the time his mast finally settled, white pearlescent streaks stained Chrysalis's face, across her muzzle, over one of her closed eyes, and even some of it getting onto her mane.

After releasing her tongue's hold on his cock, she wrapped her lips around his tip, cleaning it of what remained of his seed. His deep breathing slowly steadying, Thorax watched, his member rehardening due to her skilled tongue work. Once she was done, she let his tip pop free from her mouth, his then gave him a steamy and salacious grin.

Still out of breath, Thorax tried to match her smile with his own. However, that smile faltered when Chrysalis's body went up in green flame, dispelling Chandelier's form for her own. Upon seeing the sleek black carapace of Chrysalis's face besmirched by the contrasting white of cum, his cum, Thorax's eyes widened in terror. Chrysalis, on the other hoof, redoubled her smile, as his exact reaction was just what she was aiming for.

Purposely slow, Chrysalis opened her mouth widely, giving Thorax full view of his seed pooled over her tongue. Thorax very nearly had a heart attack at the sight of it, as the very thought of him having done that to his queen panged at his old instincts. He feared that he would be punished severely for using his queen in such a degrading manner.

Closing her mouth, Chrysalis pulled her head back and swallowed, Thorax gulping in disbelief as he watched a lump go down her throat. She looked back to him, opened her mouth to show that his essence was gone, then licked her lips purposely before speaking.

"My," she said, smearing a streak of his cum off her eye with a hoof, "you sure laid it out. Defiling your queen's radiant image really gets you off, doesn't it?"

Panic-stricken, Thorax tried to crawl away from Chrysalis, to hide away in a darkened corner in shame. Chrysalis, however, predicted he might behave in such a way. She held onto one of his rear legs with her magic, making his attempt to get away futile, then turned her head away and casually yawned as his hooves slid against the sheets to no avail. Soon realizing that he wasn't making any traction, Thorax fell back onto the bed, fearfully turning to Chrysalis.

"I--I'm sorry!" his words fumbled almost immediately. "I didn't mean t-to! P-please, just let me go!"

Finishing her yawn, Chrysalis took her time looking back to Thorax. She didn't respond, instead merely keeping her expression aloof as she observed him and his chest visibly rising and falling with every breath. It wasn't until he made a quick, unsuccessful attempt to yank his leg free from her magic that he drew a reaction from her. It started with the corner of her mouth rising, then that half of her lips cracking into a smile as she suppressed a would-be snicker. She kept that urge down, even placed a hoof over her muzzle, but it swiftly reemerged two-fold, and before long, her uncaring facade was soon dispelled as she broke into a fit of uncontrollable and hysteric laughter.

"Oh, you are just too much fun to toy with!" she confessed between chortles, tears having swelled in the corners of her eyes from how hard she laughed. She quickly wiped them away, then held back any further giggles as she continued with, "Really, you've forgotten that you and I are of equal status? Need I remind you that whatever goes on in here between us shouldn't bother you?"

Thorax laid there, his forelegs held meekly over his chest, and bright red blush steadily spreading over his blank expression. It seemed that, in all the excitement, he honestly did forget that little tidbit. To say that he was embarrassed, completely and utterly, would have been an understatement, and Chrysalis's new bouts of laughter upon seeing his face certainly didn't help.

He wanted another go with Chrysalis, so he could be less docile and more machismo this time around with this new information, and partly to get her to stop laughing so he could regain some of his lost masculinity. He was a king, she was a queen, and they were both lying in bed together after already carrying out one sexual act, so it would be perfectly acceptable if he here to get up and pin her to the bed, showing her what he could really do.

Despite his best wishes to make that fantasy a reality by getting up and following through with what he envisioned, it remained a fantasy, as his body failed to move when he willed it to. The truth was, he still found her rather intimidating, and being reminded of his royal status did very little to curb that initial fear. Physically, they were also of two different changeling castes; she was a tall and imposing queen, cunning and naturally endowed with powerful magic, and he was a lowly drone, intended by nature to serve the hive and said queen.

"I'm sorry," he said. His breath immediately hitched, a second wave of embarrassment washing over him, as he was unsure why he just apologized. He felt that he had to say something, and that just happened to be the first thing he blurted out.

Chrysalis was taken back as well, her head titled in confusion. She stared strangely at him for a bit, only for one side of her mouth to soon form into a lopsided, giddy smile. He apologized, and she figured she could use that. After all, she did him a service, and it'd be only fair for him to return the favor.

"Aww, you're sorry, are you?" she cooed in an feigned doting tone. "Well, if you're really sorry, I know one way you can make it up to me."

Fixing him a large, lecherous smile, she rose on the bed to her full height. From his position bellow, Thorax's eyes widened at the sight of her head partially blocking the dimmed light cocoon above, and he suddenly felt much, much smaller by comparison. With Thorax likely not going anywhere, Chrysalis coolly stepped forward, walking over him.

With the light now fully blocked, Thorax's world had become complete darkness. He couldn't see a thing... that was, however, until something moved to hang right above him, something that was emanating a green glow. Thorax first thought it to be Chrysalis's tongue, ready to slide out and begin toying with him again. It took him a few seconds, but once he made out its unique shape, Thorax realized what exactly he was looking at. It was of Chrysalis's flesh alright, but it was the furthest thing possible from her tongue.

Right above him, hovering just a few inches away from his muzzle, was her pussy. Due to the glow it gave off, the sleek shape of her slit stood out well in the near-darkness. Her vulva was puffy, and a slight wet sheen, likely her arousal, was visible on it.

Thorax's mind still reeling, Chrysalis began to slowly lower, his nostrils soon flaring once he caught the scent of her lust. Perhaps it was the work of powerful changeling queen pheromones at play, but Thorax instinctively took in a second, much deeper breath, his penis, as well as his sex drive, reinvigorating.

"Mmm~" she hummed contently, sitting squarely on Thorax's muzzle.

Thorax's eyes widened as the intense warmth of her sex pressed over his mouth and nose. Reacting almost on their own, his forelegs wrapped over her thighs, keeping his queen secured and balanced on him. Chrysalis's clit, glowing and erect, and peeking just over his muzzle, was the only thing Thorax could see. He could feel her nectar smear over his lips, daring Thorax to poke his tongue out for a taste.

"Well?" asked Chrysalis in a sultry tone. "Are you going to help yourself or not?"

As if to further drive the message of what she wanted him to do, she began to grind her hips sensually against his muzzle, spreading even more of her natural lubricant over his lips. With the strong scent of her need flooding his nostrils, Thorax gave in to the temptation and gave Chrysalis exactly what she desired.

Tentatively, Thorax stuck his tongue out past his lips, unintentionally giving Chrysalis's slit a bit of a lick as she slid forward then back. Finding her taste to be sweeter than he imagined, Thorax extended even more of his tongue, running it up and down her folds as she continued to ride his face. His new enthusiasm pleased Chrysalis greatly, who bit her bottom lip and moaned softly as she tossed her head back.

"Mph~ Yes, just like that!" she exclaimed towards the ceiling. To Thorax's surprise, she placed a hoof on his head then ground herself even harder against him. "More! Keep... keep going! Your queen demands satisfaction!"

Complying, Thorax closed his eyes and went to work. He started off slow, tracing his tongue's forked tip along her vulva in a circuit to tease her and get her really riled up. His attempt seemed to have worked somewhat, as Chrysalis mewled, her motions becoming even rougher seemingly out of desperation. Feeling this, as well as picking up the sound of her breathing becoming haggard, Thorax sped up his tongue strokes. Eventually, he ignored her folds altogether, sliding his tongue straight through them.

"Ah~!" Chrysalis wailed, narrowly avoiding crumpling forward by propping her forelegs on the bed just in time. Thorax's tongue wasn't nearly as long as her own, but it was certainly delving deep within her, wriggling against the right nerves lined along her inner walls.

His hooves sliding over her shapely rear, Thorax smiled around his probing tongue. He caressed Chrysalis's flanks, moving his hooves in circular motions as he withdrew his tongue, scraping its twin tips against her velvety insides. His tongue soon slipping free from her entrance, Thorax traced its tips along her folds, gathering every bit of her irresistible nectar it could before retreating into his mouth. After a quick moment to savor her taste, Thorax's tongue darted out, prying at Chrysalis's lower lips again before diving once more into her honeypot.

"O-oh~!" sounded Chrysalis, the sensation of Thorax's warm tongue worming its way into her depths causing her to shut her eyes and lurch forward. With one hoof still on the bed for stability, he returned the other to Thorax's head, keeping him where he was as she continued to rock her hips back and forth.

She expected Thorax to learn quickly, but she didn't expect him to be so good. With every lick, every warm breath of his directly hitting her nethers, Chrysalis's body was wracked by more and more bliss. The pleasurable sensations of Thorax's wet tongue invading her surged upwards, up her spine where it then went straight into her brain unfiltered, striking her dumb. She was getting close, as her expression at that moment while she rode his face wasn't befitting of a high and regal queen such as her.

Her eyes were set forward, unfocused and in a haze, her cheeks blushed a deep and full crimson, and her long tongue hung listlessly out of her agape mouth as she continued to grind her queenhood over Thorax's muzzle. Before long, she sensed a familiar swelling sensation in her lower core, alerting her of her impending climax, and she briefly contemplated letting Thorax know.

She ultimately decided against it, however, as she ceased her rocking before allowing her full weight to fall on Thorax's muzzle, much to his surprise. His tongue still deep within Chrysalis, Thorax's widened, his hooves fumbling up and down her rear in confusion. It wasn't until he heard her produce a long, throaty moan, as well as felt her inner walls convulsing while simultaneously closing around his tongue, that he realized what was going on. And by then, it was already too late.

Next thing Thorax knew, his queen was cumming around his tongue, her escaping fluids coating his muzzle and chin. Thorax was taken back at first, but quickly recovered. Acting fast, he wrapped his lips over her quivering entrance, doing his best to not let a single drop of her most precious nectar go to waste. Chrysalis yelped unevenly, Thorax's tongue prodding at her insides as he slurped and sucked, coaxing her into producing even more for him to enjoy.

Moments later, Chrysalis's moan died down until her voice fell silent, her inner muscles easing off Thorax's tongue as her climax finally came and went. Sweaty and out of breath, the changeling queen's tired body leaned to the side, more and more until finally she completely slumped off Thorax's face where she landed softly on the bed. As she laid there, her chest heaving as she caught her breath, Thorax sat upright, looked to his queen.

"You... you did exceptionally well," breathed Chrysalis. "You're queen is... satisfied..."

Hearing her say that, Thorax couldn't help but smile in a cocky manner. With Chrysalis splayed out exhausted before him, his eyes naturally ran over her lithe and seductive body. She looked so content, so satisfied. With his cock having swelled to full mast, Thorax wished he could share that sentiment. Moments later, Thorax got an inkling of an idea, and with the throbbing of his spire spurring him, he decided to enact it.

After licking his lips of Chrysalis's essence, Thorax wiped his muzzle with a hoof, then crept towards his queen. Chrysalis was competently unaware of Thorax's approach, her eyes half open and staring at nothing as she basked in her afterglow. She was soon alerted of his presence, however, when Thorax tucked his muzzle between her thighs.

"Oh?" uttered Chrysalis curiously as she looked down to him, an amused smile forming on her face. "Already back at it, are we?"

Using his muzzle, Thorax lifted one of Chrysalis's rear legs up, then pushed it away until she rested flat on her back, exposing her belly and glowing pussy to him. After licking his lips hungrily a second time, Thorax swooped low, giving her already drenched flower a quick lick.

Her rear legs twitching and her body tensing, Chrysalis giggled, then spoke.

"Well... can't say that I don't admire your enthusiasm, but like I already said, I am more than satisfied."

Straying his tongue from her nethers, Thorax give the inside of her thigh a teasing lick before responding.

"Oh I know you're satisfied," he said, crawling over her, not stopping until their muzzles nearly touched. "But what's about to happen is more for... my benefit."

Thorax wasn't being as subtle as he liked to think he was. Chrysalis already had an idea of what he meant, and the tip of his member poking against her entrance was a dead giveaway.

"Ha," she laughed, rolling her eyes in amusement. "It's funny. I remind you of your royal status, and suddenly you grow a spine. You know, maybe I should have kept quiet; meek, shy Thorax was so much more fun to play with."

"Meek and shy, huh?" said Thorax, using his magic to rub his tip up and down her pussy lips, coating it in his saliva and her juices. "Well... how's THIS for meek?"

In one swift motion, Thorax thrust his hips forward, his hard cock plunging deep into his queen's velvety, burning depths.

"A-ah!" Chrysalis's exclaimed with a wide, gratified smile on her face, her forelegs moving onto his shoulders as he fully hilted within her. Her inner muscles squeezed around his invading rod out of reflex, and she could feel it pulse in tandem with his heartbeat, as well as the warmth it exuded that wasn't her own.

Thorax shut his eyes, relishing the sensation of her pussy walls enveloping his mast from all sides. In the meantime, Chrysalis looked in the space between their two bodies, her focus directed at the faint glow located where they were joined. She could make out her nub, it's light fluctuating in brightness, as well as some of the base of Thorax's member. Moments later, as she continued to stare at their union, almost as if memorized by the luminescent sight, Thorax pulled his waist back, revealing more of his anatomy.

Chrysalis's spine arched, her chest pressing against Thorax's as the tip of his withdrawing tool scrapped across her love tunnel's pleasure nerves. Electric bliss rippled across Chrysalis's body, through her spine and into her brain. She tried to moan, but the sound never left her throat, as her breathing instead hitched as she gasped for air.

Soon enough, the majority of Thorax's length was free, with only his tip remaining within her, threatening to pop out her entrance and leave her with a cold and empty feeling. Shakily, as if to lessen that, Chrysalis wrapped her hooves around Thorax's neck. Her muzzle near his ear, she opened her mouth, readying to protest for him to stay. Right as she was about to utter a sound, however, she fell silent when Thorax shifted his hips forward, sinking his length back in her.

His spear's tip hit home, prodding at her cervix and prompting Chrysalis to release a pleased moan. Turned on by the sound her voice echoing around the chamber, Thorax locked his teeth on his queen's exposed neck, where he then growled around it. In comparison to Chrysalis's, his fangs weren't as long or as sharp, and had very little chance of breaking through the tough carapace of a queen, if ever. Regardless of that fact, the thrill both parties received from the act wasn't dulled in the slightest.

His tongue licking at her neck from the inside of his mouth, Thorax pulled his hips back again, his reward being her inner muscles desperately trying to keep his throbbing mast in place, as well as his queen's lewd cry ringing in his ears. This was a mighty and powerful changeling queen he was pulling his cock out from, one whose mere presence made him nervous at several points of his life, but at that moment, with her panting beneath him, he felt empowered, he felt in control.

Sure, he'd been called a king before, but this was the first time he truly felt like one. A changeling could get used to such a feeling, he figured.

Reveling in the sounds Chrysalis made, Thorax continued to move his hips back, not stopping until only his tip remained her. Seconds later, rather than thrusting his spire back in, he instead held his position, studying Chrysalis's reaction. How she reacted surprised him.

Her breathing still erratic and uneven, she whimpered, which was so unlike her. Here she was, a queen who ruled by herself with an iron hoof for many years, reduced to a heaving mess by the cock of a mere drone. What she did next surprised him even more than her whimper.

"Please," she eventually begged, her voice throaty and low. "If you're going to do it, then just do it already!"

A wicked smirk spread on Thorax's face, as he considered ignoring her request. She toyed with him earlier, and he could easily return the favor by denying her what she wanted. At the same time though... some part of him felt that to be a bit cruel. Maybe it was due to the exhaustion, but she was showing... vulnerability to him by pleading, a quality she always kept hidden behind her stoic veneer. Thorax liked the idea of seeing her more open in the near future, so rewarding her for this first instance would be a good step towards that goal.

Right as Chrysalis was about to make a second plea, slowly but surely, Thorax moved his hips forward in a slow thrust, steadily impaling her with his throbbing mast.

"Yes!" cried Chrysalis, her quivering walls welcoming every inch of Thorax's length. Before long, their pelvises met, and both Thorax and Chrysalis huffed out in contentment. Thorax's member felt so snug, buried in his queen's burning pussy all the way to the hilt, while Chrysalis's tunnel conformed to accommodate him, his tip prodding at her cervix overwhelmed her with a sense of fulfillment.

After a moment where the two spent some time just breathing (time where one of Chrysalis's rear legs twitched whenever Thorax made the slightest of movement), Thorax took one drawn out breath before slowly pulling his waist back. Chrysalis grit her teeth, her head falling onto her pillow as she stared at the ceiling and drew breath sharply. Like before, his tip dragged across her tunnel's most sensitive areas, stimulating her to no end.

Thorax pulled back up until the tip, then reserved the direction of his lower half.

Again and again Thorax moved, each set being slightly faster than the last. He fell into a rhythm, and before long, he was pounding into her, his hips moving at a blur, Chrysalis's dripping need making an audible squelch around his pistoning cock. Chrysalis gleefully took every thrust, crying out unashamedly as intense waves of pleasure assaulted her mind, overcome by the throes of passion and lust. Her eyes soon unfocused, appearing as if they wanted to roll upwards into her sockets as her tongue hung limply from the side of her panting mouth.

At the rate he was going, it came as no surprise to Thorax when he sensed his climax creeping closer and closer. He was going to cum soon, and he'd be dammed if his queen didn't get off before he did. Flaring his nostrils, Thorax clenched his teeth even harder on Chrysalis's neck, keeping himself steady as he added more force and speed behind his thrusts.

"Ooh~" cooed Chrysalis, her hooves sliding down Thorax's back. She noted how much rougher he was being with her; he was behaving like a feral animal, ravaging her body into submission for it's own pleasure. When it came to sex, Chrysalis never thought she'd ever be a the more docile one, but so far, she was enjoying every second of it.

He was being relentless with her pussy, pushing his hard meat into it again and again. Chrysalis's abused tunnel was starting to feel sore, and her lungs were allowed no time to rest either, as she kept crying out in pleasure each time his spear jabbed at her womb's tight entrance. It was like it was trying to gain entrance into her deepest chamber, with every attempt sending ripping surges of sheer ecstasy straight to her mind, further scrambling it.

Chrysalis felt as if she were flying, and for moments at a time, she would forget where she was; all there was to her was the glowing light emanating from the light sac above, the drool and pin pricks of Thorax's fangs on her neck, and the unceasing assault against her nethers. Before long, however, she sensed something else, something stirring in her core.

The sensation was ignorable at first, dulled by the pleasure brought by Thorax's thrusts, but would make its presence more known to her each time his tip make contact with her cervix. Seconds passed, and Chrysalis could overlook it; she had no time to prepare herself for what was coming.

Her chest heaved heavily, and her heart pounded in her chest. She tightened her grip around Thorax's neck, then crossed her legs over his waist, yet that didn't keep the drone from sliding his cock back and forth in her. Chrysalis's inner walls quivered, then tried to close in on Thorax's still thrusting member. All they did was give Thorax's mast a pleasurable massage as she finally came.

Her back arched and stayed that way as she held on to him, a loud moan escaping her lips as the resulting rush of adrenaline and pleasure made her experience what felt like the wildest ride of her life. Her warm fluids gushed out from around Thorax's rod, dripping onto the bed sheet below, where it would be absorbed into a dark stain. After what felt like minutes, her high died down, and velvety walls ceased their quivering and relaxed.

Her legs losing any remaining strength, her grip on Thorax weakened, and she eventually fell back onto the bed. She groaned lowly, her forelegs splayed out to her sides as a content smile grew on her face. She wanted to commend Thorax for his efforts, only... he wasn't done yet...

"You're... you're still going?" Chrysalis asked tiredly in disbelief.

That he was. His tongue was sticking out the side of his mouth and his face was skewed in concentration as he continued to thrust away at Chrysalis's overworked entrance.

"H-hold on, I'm almost done!" Thorax answered, his eyes focused on where they were joined.

After quickly moving his queen onto her side, Thorax lifted one of her rear legs and hoisted it over his shoulder. Now having better access to her pussy, and with her cum acting as newly applied lubricant, his thrusts went deeper, his speartip pressing harder against Chrysalis's cervix.

With his queen having gotten off like he wanted, Thorax decided to let loose, to finish with an ending his queen wouldn't forget for a long time. He started pulling her against him each time he thrusted, sweat pouring from his brow from how hard he was overworking himself.

Exhausted from her own climax to do much of anything, Chrysalis just laid there on her side and enjoyed it. She breathed listlessly, drool polling onto the bed from her mouth and her chest rising and falling as she tried to slow her heart rate. As she did so, Thorax began thrusting into her with reckless abandon.

He was getting closer. His heart pounded in his chest, and his muscled ached, yet still he persisted. Nearing the end of his stamina, his penis grew longer and its tip slimier--a reaction that happens to all male changelings when ready to cum inside a female's vagina.

Gaining a few extra inches, Thorax's tip poke and prodded even harder against Chyrsalis's crevice, until finally it pushed through and gained entrance to her womb. Once it did, Chrysalis's eyes and mouth widened and Thorax ceased his thrusting, seeing as he could no longer pull his member back. His hard length throbbed a few times until finally he came.

Grunting, Thorax shut his eyes, his wings buzzing loudly as his cum erupted from his speartip, unleashing a volley of his hot seed directly into his queen's womb. Eyes focused on nothing, Chrysalis shuddered from the sensation of cock throbbing around her walls and a warmth growing in her belly. If she hadn't orgasmed already, she would have again then and there.

Moments later, Thorax's wings slowed to a halt, and his jets of cum tapered until finally it ceased altogether. With his tip still lodged in womb, keeping all of his seed from escaping, Thorax collapsed onto Chrysalis, his eyes straining to stay open as he panted in exhaustion.

Using what little energy she could spare, Chrysalis shifted onto her back, Thorax's cum sloshing in her belly as she allowed him to rest more comfortably atop her stomach.

"Hmm, is the king satisfied now?" Chrysalis singsonged lowly, stroking his head softly with her hoof.

Thorax took a moment to breath, then licked his drying lips before answering her.

"K-king... Heh," he laughed, his eyes slowly closing. "It sounds nicer when you... when you say it..."

Smirking, Chrysalis rolled her eyes.

"Well grow comfortable with that title for now, because you won't hear me call you that again for a long time."

This time, he didn't answer, and when Chrysalis look to him, she saw why. He had fallen asleep, and remarkably with his rod still keeping her womb sealed. She considered waking him, so they would wait for his mast to deflate and slip free.

At the same time though, she was pretty tired herself, and didn't mind keeping him in her for a little while longer.

As Chrysalis slowly ran her hoof over Thorax's wings and back, she closed her eyes and eventually joined him in slumber.