Heretic (the intimate stuff)

Luna had been with the Heretics for two years already and she had developed feelings for Dark Soul, his feelings were mutual. They had been seeing each other for a year and a half now, and Dark had finally gotten up the courage to ask her for something. He asked her about it subtlely, she caught on and appeared rather ambarrassad about it, but she did not refuse. She told him that she would wait in his room for him to finish his duties, he hoped she was still there. At this time the prophecy was entirely forgotten, replaced by nervousness.

He opened the door to find her lying down on the bed, curled like a dog would with her head resting on the bed. She opened her eyes and smiled meekly at him. He approached the blushing alicorn and climbed onto the bed, he soon found himself on his back, with Luna’s head hovering just above his crotch. He could only stare dumbstruck at Luna who gently kissed the head of his flare, making the organ stiffen even quicker. He gasped as she did this and arched his back.

Luna grinned up at him, then she began to run her tounge along his shaft, making it glisten with her saliva. She soon put her head back where it began and looked at the massive member, now standing at full salute and almost as long as her neck. She grinned at this, then parted her lips and took the tip in her mouth. Dark shuddered at the feeling, sheer pleasure leaving his mind empty.

Luna moved down the shaft until she felt the tip touch the back of her throat. That was when a primal instinct took over Dark and he thrust his hips foreword involuntarily. Luna gagged slightly at her throat being penetrated, but she took it without resisting, she even encouraged his thrusting. Somehow he managed to stand while she was working at his member, he seized the back of her head and began to thrust into her even harder. Luna moaned and sucked on his cock even harder than before, doing her damnest to please him.

His thrusting sped up, Luna could sense the tension in his loins growing, she worked her mouth all the harder when she realized this. He kept going, subjugating her, dominating her, making her belong to him, and she would have it no other way. He pulled her head against his crotch forcefully as he came, shooting hot, sticky seed down her throat. He released her head to see her pull back with some seed still in her mouth, she looked up at him, and swallowed.

He was instantly hard again. He watched her grin and turn around, presenting herself to him, and pulling out a leather collar from beneath her wing. She had studied the old mating rituals of the Heretics, they weren’t complicated, the master of the house would collar his mare like a dog during lovemaking to ensure the stability of the family. During that time she would be more like property to him, a vessel, and a willing one. She knew her place in the house, and that was beneath the stallion she belonged with, belonged to.

She felt her heart skip a beat as she felt his member press against her folds, and the collar be placed against her neck.

“Do you give yourself to me?” He asked.

“Yes,” she answered.

“Do you consent to be mine and mine alone?”

“Yes.”

“Do you swear upon the honor of yourself and your children that you will be a mare to me and serve me and my house?”

“Yes.”

“Then present your neck to me, allow me to claim you.”

“Yes, my love.” She said using her magic to hold her mane out of the way.

He wrapped the collar around her neck and tightened it, once it was buckled he thrust, hilting in her. Luna cried out in joy, she finally belonged to someone, she finally had someone who cared about her. She began to rock her hips backward into his to drive him deeper as he thrust. He quickly began to grasp her chest and belly as he thrust.

“Damn Luna, your ass is so sexy!” He exclaimed.

“Ah! F-feel free to smack it.” She whimpered back.

She could almost feel his grin, she matched it, she had always wanted to know what it felt like to be dominated. She felt his hoof make contact with her right flank, leaving it red. Luna groaned in ecstasy, she certainly didn’t expect it to feel that good. Her hips rocked back faster, trying to coax the seed from his immense organ.

Neither did she expect the dick to stretch her as much as it did. It was almost too large for her, stretching her almost to the point of pain. She groaned happily, she loved the feeling of this stallion, of this mate, of this master. She loved the warm feeling he gave her, the way he filled the void in her, it was perfection.

Luna felt her orgasm overtake her, pulling him over with her. She felt his warm seed fill her womb and give her fertility a chance to grow new life. She thought about how proud she would be to bear him a child, to give him his brood. She would nurse the child until it grew to old, she would care for the child while he worked at his duties, she would watch him grow until he could stand by his fathers side in battle, and fight the Council of Lords as all Heretics did. This blissful thought passed through her mind until she collapsed beneath her stallion, and he collapsed next to her. They both sweated and panted like they had run marathons without training.

Luna turned over to face her stallion, and curled into his embrace. “I love you.”

“I love you too Luna.”

Two days later

Luna approached her husband in the fields, she cleared her throat to get his attention. He looked at her, surprised her there.

“Luna, is something wrong?” He asked.

“No.”

“Well then what is it?”

“Dark... I’m pregnant.”