Game of Thrones: Equestria

Approximately two weeks have passed since the expedition crew left and Discord took Twilight and Apple Jewel to visit the Midnight Palace. Nothing out of the ordinary had been going on as of late and everything was honestly not as eventful without Marshal and Dimitri. It was early in the morning and both royal sisters had to get up from bed to raise the sun and lower the moon. Celestia had no trouble waking up as she sat up and looked down to her slightly bloated belly and smiled.

“Hello, little one,” she cooed, rubbing her stomach.

“Lulu, come and get up. It is time for our royal duties.”

Although when she turned to her sister in the room, she noticed Luna snoring and her mane and tail all messy and tangled.

“Luna, you know that is not a very princess way to sleep. Get your lazy flank up and out of bed.”

“Mmm, leave me be sister…” Luna groaned as she rolled away from the sunlight.

“If you don’t get out of bed, I’ll tell Marshall you were the one who ate his last slice of apple pie before he left.”

“You wouldn’t dare.”

Celestia crossed her arms and smirked as Luna finally got out of bed with a frazzled mane and an even more swollen belly thanks to having triplets.

“I never realized how hard it is to sleep without our husband.” She sighed while changing out of her pajamas.

“He should be back soon, yes?”

“Very soon. I just got a letter saying they managed to reach their quota and are heading home.”

Luna smiled as they walked to their bedroom balcony and performed their royal duty of lowering the moon and raising the sun. Although, as soon as the light from the sun shined down on their city, they saw something in the distance. At first glance, they saw that it was the expedition ship which made them smile knowing that their husband was nearing home. What they didn’t expect was what was flying right next to it.

“Um…sister?”

“Yes Lulu?”

“Is that a dragon?”

“I…believe so.”

“And it’s quite a large one.”

“Indeed, it looks like it can wipe out the whole city.”

After a brief pause, both sisters’ eyes widened and snapped their heads to each other.

“Summon the royal guard and The Wonderbolts. Be ready.” Celestia commanded sternly to Luna who teleported without hesitation.

By the time the ship arrived at the docks the royal regiment were out in force along with civilian ponies, looking like they were preparing for an attack when Marshall appeared on the rail of the ship ordering them to stand down.

“Hold men! No worries, he’s on our side!”

The black dragon descended from the air and landed in front of the group and raised its large head up high as it looked down at Celestia and Luna. To any who saw him from a distance, they were either quite nervous or became fearful. Some civilian ponies and Caribou soon arrived to greet the crew upon their return.

“Hi mom!”

From the gangplank that was just lowered, Imperius hopped up and ran down to hug his mother.

“Oh! My baby!!” Celestia beamed, completely forgetting about the giant beast looming over them.

Luna smiled as she was given her hug before noticing the injured crew departing the ship with somber expressions. Marshall was the last to disembark, holding a letter in his hand as the loved ones of the crew members came to greet them. One mare in particular looking worried as she scanned the crowd.

“Miss Roseluck?” The lord regent called out as he stood before her.

“Yes.”

“Did you know a worker named Torstein?”

“Yes! He’s my boyfriend, is he alright?”

Marshall took a deep breath as he handed her the letter.

“I’m sorry ma’am. There was a mining accident, he didn’t survive.” He lied, knowing the true gruesomeness of his death would shock her even more as she broke down in tears while some of the crowd helped her to stand.

“No…No Torstein!!”

One of the stags frowned and approached Roseluck and pulled out a small box and gave it to her.

“He loved you,” the stag said sadly as she opened the box to reveal a pretty diamond ring with a silver band.

“He spoke the world about you, you have our condolences.”

Roseluck cried even louder as she held the ring before calmly being taken somewhere more quiet by her friends as Marshall returned to his wives and gave each of them a warm kiss.

“Darling, what happened?” Celestia Inquired after seeing how tired he was.

“I’ll tell you at the castle.” He replied before turning his attention to the dragon.

“Dimitri! Change back before you knock something over!”

“Dimitri?!” Both sisters yelped as they turned to the dragon.

“Aw come on,” the dragon spoke with a smirk.

“I don’t usually take this form that often, you sure I can’t stay like this a little longer?”

“Now!” Marshall scolded, treating Lock like a child.

“Ugh, you just wanna suck the joy outta everything…” Lock grumbled as he slowly changed back. The two Princesses were baffled to see the human change before them as his five other mates, Rainbow Dash, Applejack, Thora, Luta, and Antoinette approached him with both shock that he was the dragon and happiness that he was back.

“Hey girls, quite the entrance wouldn’t you say?”

“Meh. I coulda done better.” Rainbow smirked before being pulled in.

“Ohh watch it big guy, I got precious cargo here.” She smiled while he rubbed her belly.

“It is good to see you home safely, love,” Antoinette said happily as she pecked him on the cheek.

“Likewise, and it’s nice to see they’re still thriving,” Lock smiled until his eye caught Luta’s belly sticking out a little.

“And I see we’ve got another family member on the way.”

“Can’t wait.” Luta smiled when she spotted a certain dragoness in a loincloth disembarking from the ship with wondrous eyes looking at the city.

“New friend?” Applejack grinned.

“Uh…well you see-”

“So this is where my new mate lives,” Tarra said out in the open.

“Damnit, Tarra…” Lock facepalmed.

“Dang stud, another girl?” Rainbow joked while introducing herself.

“Hey there, name’s Rainbow Dash. This is Applejack, Thora, Luta, and Antoinette.”

“You have five other mates?” Tarra asked.

“Well technically I’m part of Rainbow Dash and Applejack’s herd, and Antoinette is my first personal mate in this world,” Dimitri explained.

“And you’ve impregnated most of them?”

“Yes and no, Applejack and Rainbow Dash are pregnant with the late king Wulfric’s children and Luta and Antoinette are pregnant with mine. Though I only did so per their request to want to be moms.”

“Mmm I really lucked out~.” Tarra purred when Gumdrop springed out of the ship and pounced on Imperius.

“I gotta go Impy. See you later?”

“Sure.”

“You’re the best Impy! Love you, MMMMMWAH!!”

Most of the group’s jaws dropped after Gummy planted a kiss on the prince’s lips as she hopped away while Imperius just waved goodbye with a goofy grin on his face.

“My my, you’ve been busy…Impy.” Celestia looked at her son curiously.

“Yeah…” Imperius sighed, not paying attention to his words.

“She’s the best marefriend I could ever ask for.”

“MAREFRIEND?!”

Imperius flinched and looked to see his sister fuming at her brother as she marched up to him.

“Ohh heh hey sis…” he gulped as she stood over him, horn flaring with magic.

“Tell me little brother, just how far have you two gone?!?”

“N-Not far! I swear!” Imperius pleaded.

“That’s not true, I can smell her all over you,” Tarra said bluntly, making everyone’s eyes widen and Celestia squeal.

“I can even still smell you on her as she left. And I could smell a lot of you on her.”

“Ahhh! My little stallion has grown up!!”

“MOTHER?!?”

“Imperius…”

The Prince slowly looked to his sister but was surprised to see tears welling up in her eyes. Without another word she turned and ran away from the group.

“Selene, wait!” Imperius called out but Marshall stopped him by grabbing his shoulder.

“Let me handle this son. You go home with your mothers.” Marshall advised with a wink.

“Yes dad…” the prince sighed while looking towards the direction his sister ran off.

“Oi! Get that ore to the forge, pronto!” Marshall ordered before he went to check on his daughter.

“Yes sir!”

“Might as well give you the tour, Tarra,” Lock shrugged as his other mates followed.

“I look forward to it,” Tarra smiled.

“But I think we should get you some proper clothes in the meantime.”

Marshall was walking in the courtyard looking for Selene since she had somehow left his field of vision. He soon came across the garden and heard sniffling, when he turned the corner he saw his daughter sitting on a bench as tears dripped from her eyes. In her hands was the necklace she wore that had a crimson red feather attached to it.

“Selene?” Marshall called out. Selene glanced up to see her father but went back to weeping as she gazed back at the feather in her hands.

“My little Princess, whatever is the matter?” Marshall sat next to Selene and rubbed her back soothingly.

“My little brother…has a marefriend now…” she sighed, playing with the feather.

“I guess…he won't need me anymore.”

“What brought this up?” Marshall asked.

“I thought you would be happy that Imperius is no longer afraid of mares?”

“I thought I would be but…I’m not!” She pouted.

“I thought we would stay together forever!”

“You will.” Marshall reassured her with a kiss to her forehead.

“Your brother loves you very much but he needs space to grow. He’ll always be your little brother, the little foal you used to carry when you were a little filly. But now he’s a stallion, a confident one at that.”

“Do you promise?” Selene asked as she wiped her tears.

“Cross my heart and hope to fly, stick a cupcake in my eye.” Marshall said as he did the gesture.

Selene smiled and leaned against her father and gazed at the feather. Although as soon as she was content for her younger brother, another thought passed her mind which made her frown again.

“He’ll be leaving soon, won’t he?” Selene said sadly as Marshall glanced at the feather and knew who she was talking about.

“Yes.” Marshall sighed.

“Does he have to go daddy?” The princess asked while snuggling up to her father.

“He has a very important job back home, he can’t stay forever.”

“But…I haven’t told him how I feel, I don’t want him to leave just yet. I…love him, daddy, so much it tears me up inside. Imperius now has an admittedly wonderful mare for his own and I’m still chasing after somepony who I might not even get a chance with.” Selene looked up to her father with tears streaming down her cheeks.

“What if…he rejects me?”

“It’ll be fine my little moondrop.” He replied while wiping her tears away.

“I promise, one day you’ll find somepony who’ll love you and cherish you just as I love and cherish your mothers but you’ll need to be patient.”

Selene smiled at her father’s encouragement as he kissed her forehead and held her close as they returned to the castle together.

“Now let’s get back home, I need a nice cup of hot tea and a warm bed.”

Lock stood in the forge with the royals, his mates, and Canterlot’s top blacksmiths. Tarra was off to the side, since she was a Frost Wyvern she didn’t do well with heat. He gazed at the ore that sat on the table and his own two swords, Surtr and Ymir, and scratched his chin. These swords have been with him since the liberation of Cloudsdale, each blade had their fair share of nicks and scratches from battle. Lock pondered his newfound knowledge of how to properly forge Valyrian ore into weapons and decided to improve his swords. By the time he was done with them, they would be new and improved and stronger than before.

“Who’s in charge around here?” Lock asked as he looked over his shoulder.

“That would be me!” A stallion covered in soot shouted as he stepped out of the forge.

“What can I do for ya?”

Lock grabbed a Valyrian ore chunk and handed it to the stag.

“Valyrian ore, straight from Frost Wyrm Pass,” Lock said, which surprised the stallion.

“What’s your take on the stuff?”

As the smith examined the ore, he removed his goggles and brought out a small monocle to get a closer view and to look for any flaws, all while walking through the shop and towards his work station.

“Beautiful! Flawless, finest chunk of metal I’ve seen.” He said before biting down on it, making a tooth fly out.

“Oh! Hard as a diamond!” He smiled with a gap in his teeth.

“Uh…didn’t that hurt? You’re missing a tooth now,” Lock pointed out.

“Oh that? That’s my third replacement this week. Been meaning to get a gold one anyway.”

“Mr. Dusty Smith,” Celestia spoke up.

“Sir Dimitri and my husband have traveled far for this ore and to bring it back for a very special task. You and your team of smiths must make weaponry and armor for our forces and allies. Are you up for the task?”

“I alone have the knowledge how to properly forge the Valyrian,” Lock added.

“I’ll teach you and your team how to do it just right.”

“Well who am I to say no to that?” Smith grinned while fixing his goggles.

“Let’s get hammering!”

All the smiths lined up as Lock got to work teaching them with Smith by his side.

“Now, Valyrian ore is unlike any metal you’ve all worked with at this point. It’s very delicate and literally has a specific temperature of flames it must be forged in. Any questions so far?”

“Hey uhh how much are we getting paid for this job?” A worker asked when one of the guards presented him a royal contract.

“Let’s see…upon completion of work, each employee shall receive…!!!” He stopped after looking at the price.

“You can’t be serious…”

“If you do this, you and your workers will be well paid and made the official royal craftsman of Canterlot.” Celestia smiled as they looked astonished and began beaming with confidence.

“Alright, let’s get to it then!!”

“We’ll start this forging off with a demonstration,” Lock said as he picked up his two swords.

“Hey Smith, I got a design in mind for my blades. Wanna lend a hand?”

“Ah a new project eh? I’m game. So long as I get to use some of this ore for the king when he gets back.”

“Done, let’s do this.”

3 Hours Later

“Steady…steady now!”

“Ease up on the heat, we only get one shot at this!”

Lock’s and Smith’s body were drenched in sweat as they breathed heavily and wiped their brows for the hundredth time. All the while the blacksmiths were watching their every move they made with the ore and their forging while they took notes. The royals watched in awe as they worked and put the finishing touches on both his swords. Unbeknownst to Lock and Smith, many passersby had stopped to watch the human and lead smith work in the forge.

“Smith! Douse them now!” Lock called out.

“Heads up!!”

HISSSSS…

The red hot blades were cooled, sharpened and polished as their shafts were wrapped in leather for the finishing touches before Smith finally removed his goggles and wiped the sweat from his brow. Lock smiled as he waited for a few moments and reached in and grabbed his now finished red and blue blades. The group saw in awe how they seemed to glow a red and blue hue in the forge.

“Holy moly…” Applejack said.

“Those swords are magnificent!” Marshall beamed.

“That’s not all about them,” Lock smirked. He then pressed a small latch on the handle of the red blade. The blade split into mini razor blades and were all connected to a metal wire as it extended to the ground.

“Say hello to my new whip swords: Hell’s Flare and Hell’s Frost.”

As Lock sheathed the blades in their new scabbards, he and Smith returned to the forge to work on his next project while the royal family returned inside to rest and for some much needed alone time now that Marshall and Shining Armor were back with their families.

“Husband, how are you still so cold?” Celestia asked.

“That blizzard we were in...it had magic; an evil magic.” Marshall recalled, still feeling the sting of the frost on his hand.

“Nothing a warm fireplace can fix. Go rest, Luna, Selene and I will be in the gardens.”

Marshall nodded as he headed to their bedroom and Celestia returned to the throne room. Meanwhile, Selene and Luna went to the guardians to gaze at the sunset together.

“Mother…can I request help with something?” Selene asked as they sat down.

“Of course dear, what is it?”

Selene fidgeted in her seat before taking a breath to compel herself.

“I…I want to confess my love for Dimitri, I’ve decided.”

Luna’s ears perked up at her daughters request and pondered what to do next.

“Hmm that’s a big decision dear.”

“How did you confess your love to daddy?” Her daughter wondered.

Luna blushed at the memory of how she and Marshall came together and held her daughter close.

“Well...it was during the last days of the war. Your father was preparing to launch one final attack on the Crystal Empire and I visited his tent to wish him luck but I was so nervous.” Luna giggled.

“You mom?”

“Oh yes. Like you, I had a little crush on your father so like any princess in love, I went to offer him my handkerchief as a good luck charm but before I could make my move, I tripped and nearly fell over. Thankfully, your father broke my fall but we soon found ourselves muzzle to muzzle on the floor.” Luna sighed.

“What happened?”

“Well for a moment, we just stared at each other and next thing I knew...I was kissing the stallion who would end up being my husband.”

“So…what you’re saying is you just went for it?” Selene deduced.

“Oh absolutely. It was a night not to be forgotten.” Luna smiled but quickly snapped back to her daughter’s question.

“Don’t get any funny ideas young lady!”

“Mother! I’m not that promiscuous!” Selene blushed, then calmed down.

“But I see what you are saying.”

“I’m glad,” Luna smiled as she kissed her daughter’s forehead.

“Well?”

“Well what?”

“What are you sitting here for?”

“Um…enjoying the sunset?” Selene shrugged.

“Selene, you march yourself to that forge and proclaim your love to that man this instant! If you want him, go and get him!” Luna snapped, pointing her finger away.

Selene gulped before walking towards the forge nervously, while her mother sighed and shook her head.

“At least I didn’t tell her the more intimate parts of the story.

Royal Bedchambers

Marshall sat in front of the fireplace warming his hands as best he could but the cold feeling in his hands would not go away for it was not the chill of ice affecting him but the chill of fear. Never in his whole career as a knight had he faced a foe like the undead.

Knock knock

A knock came to the door before he turned to see his new wife Raven rush in and kiss him deeply.

“I missed you. I was so worried!” Raven sighed as they hugged.

“Sorry we took so long.”

Raven kissed him again as they closed the door and sat down on the chair. Raven snuggled into his chest as Marshall held her close, she then noticed his hand trembling a little.

“You’re shaking…”

“Just the cold.” Marshall said but Raven knew he was lying and could see the sweat on his forehead.

“Marshall, what happened over there, please tell me,” Raven pleaded.

“There were…so many…” he spoke vaguely.

“No matter how many we slew, dozens more took their place. Even Dimitri had trouble fighting them off, there were so many…It was a nightmare…and that look their leader had...it made my blood freeze.”

“No pony died, right?” Raven asked hesitantly but Marshall shook his head.

“Torstein, one of the workers. He was killed right in front of me.”

“Oh no…Miss Roseluck’s boyfriend.”

“He was right there…” Marshall grit his teeth.

“I…I should’ve seen that monster behind him.”

“Shhh.” Raven hushed her husband as they kissed again.

“Don’t blame yourself. You did all you could.”

Marshall could only sit there with his new wife as the fire flickered in front of them. He then raised his hand and made wisps of smoke dance along his fingers and hand.

“I need to get stronger,” Marshall muttered.

“I need to gain better control of these new powers, so that no pony else dies on my watch.”

“What you really need is rest.” Raven said as she pulled him towards the bed.

“But Raven I-”

“Need rest.” She declared stubbornly.

“Fine, but only if you join me for a nice warm bath.”

“I can do that.”

Marshall smiled as he picked up Raven bridal style and headed to the bathroom.

“I love you Marshall, never forget that.”

“I as well, Raven, I love you too.”

The second the bathroom doors closed, the lovers could be heard giggling over the running water followed by a few kissing sounds and the shower curtain being pulled.

Meanwhile

“Alright ya lazy bums! That’ll do for today!” Smith called out.

The team of smiths all relaxed after a grueling day of forging. So far they managed to forge a few swords and spears but that was about it. They had no idea how precise they had to be with the ore but in the end their craft showed satisfying results. Smith glanced over to Lock who was cleaning a newly forged sword and approached him.

“So how was your first time working with Valyrian ore?” Lock asked, glancing at Smith.

“Nothing like star metal, am I right?”

“Not in the slightest. The ore is tough, I’ll admit. But…” Smith paused as he raised up a magnificent partially done warhammer.

“Worth it.”

“Looks like a worthy weapon, Beorn’s gonna love it,” Lock smirked.

The men laughed as Lock took off his shirt to let the cool breeze blow against him. Smith took notice of the many battle scars on his body but the large one on his back caught his attention. It was about a centimeter wide and went from the back of his right shoulder all the way down to the left side of his hip.

“Gods above man! How are you not dead?” He asks while pounding the hot metal.

“I got this a long time ago…” Lock said solemnly.

“Trying to avenge a friend who died because of me. I’ve used my wings to hide it, no one else besides you has seen it.”

“Uh…me and them.” Smith pointed to two females ogling him and waving hello.

“Watch it kid, heat week is just around the corner. Thankfully old bucks like myself are married.”

“Watch this,” Lock smirked, then looked to the females and raised his arms and flexed.

“Enjoying the view, ladies?” He said while striking a pose and winking.

The girls squealed before he was doused with cold water by a certain female drake who was keeping an eye on him.

“Down boy.” Tarra scolded while he sputtered and coughed.

“Ugh! Damn that’s cold!” Lock said, then got an idea.

“But you just poured more fuel in the fire.”

“How so?”

“Like this.”

Lock reached up and undid the hair tie that kept his ponytail up. His hair had now grown past his shoulders and decided to use his wet hair as a show. He whipped his hair around, making water droplets fly through the air, and relaxed as a few strands of hair hung in front of his face.

“How’s that for a show?”

The girls who were watching swooned and fell over as they clutched their chests, looking like they had a heart attack.

“Pfffft! Hahahahahahhaaaaahhahaa!” Lock busted out laughing.

“The looks on their faces, priceless!”

“You’re so childish…” Tarra rolled her eyes.

“Aw come on, it’s just a little fun,” Lock smiled as he tied his hair back up.

As they conversed with each other, Selene was making her way to the forge and not paying attention to where she was walking as she kept her eyes on the ground.

Should I just tell him? Maybe he’ll like me back? How should I tell him? Just out in the open? Perhaps I should-

THUMP!

Selene’s train of thought was interrupted when she bumped into something. She shook her head and looked up to see Lock, shirtless and a little wet.

“Oh, hey there Selene, you should watch yourself where you’re walking.”

Selene’s eyes were locked in a trance as she stared at her crush’s figure. Only one word managed to slip out.

“Aaabs…”

“Abs?” Lock said as she unconsciously placed her hand on his stomach and gently rubbed his six pack.

“Okay this is creepy. Wake up kid!” Tarra shouted with a snap of her fingers.

Selene gasped and shook her head and finally noticed what she was doing. She looked at her hand and then up to Lock who arched a brow at her.

“You enjoying yourself there?” He teased.

Selene gasped as her face became cherry red and retracted her hand and began bowing her head repeatedly.

“I-I’m so sorry! So sorry! So sorry!”

“Whoah, easy there Selene,” Lock said, waving his hand.

“No harm no foul, was there something you needed from me?”

The princess blushed while trying to keep a straight face and cleared her throat to speak.

“Well you see um…I…” she stammered.

“I l…I L-l…”

“Oh for drake’s sake,” Tarra rolled her eyes and lightly slapped her flank.

“Just tell him already!”

“EEP!! I LIKE YOU!!” She blurted out for all to hear and quickly covered her mouth.

“Saw that coming.”

“Told ya.”

Two of the guards sighed as if they were expecting this to happen while Selene sulked from embarrassment. Dimitri blinked as he processed the information given to him and scratched the back of his head. He stepped back a bit and clapped his hands, drying off the sweat and water still clinging to his skin. He then grabbed a fresh shirt and put it on and walked over to take Selene’s hand and pull her along.

“Walk with me, please.” Lock said softly.

“Uh…O-okay.”

The two walked hand in hand towards the courtyard as many guards either smirked or chuckled to themselves at the Princess holding hands with her crush. Selene looked away, but after a gentle squeeze from the human, she calmed down each time. They soon reached the courtyard and sat on a bench together. Selene fidgeted in her seat as Lock leaned back and crossed his legs.

“So, you like me too huh?” He asked, glancing at her.

“Um…y-yes, I do,” she nodded bashfully.

“May I know why?”

“Er well…you were just so nice to me. You said I was pretty, you even gave me a feather.” She blushed, showing him the necklace.

“Ah, you made it into a necklace,” Lock smiled.

“It looks good on you, adds a certain flare to your appearance. But what I’d like to know is why me if all people? I’m not exactly royalty, don’t have any noble status of the sort, excluding the whole godfather thing, and I get pissed more times than I care to admit. I’m sort of a loose cannon, in a manner of speaking, yet you still have feelings for me?”

“Well…call it an attraction to bad boys.” Selene giggled. The Princess then made a bold move and slowly climbed on Lock and sat on his lap. All the while, her face was as red as an apple.

“You’ve really fallen for me that hard huh?” Lock asked as she looked to him and nodded.

“You do realize there’s a bit of an age gap between us? I’m 28 and you’re 16.”

“Well I’m also royalty. Marrying or dating someone older is common plus my mothers are a thousand years old and my dad is in his thirties.” Selene argued while leaning in closer.

“So…you’d be content with dating a war vet like me?” Lock asked as Selene inched closer and her eyes began to close.

“Here’s your answer~.” Selene purred with bedroom eyes.

Just as they were about to kiss, Marshall came storming in with what looked like a magazine rolled in his hand and began shouting for Lock.

“DIMITRI?!?”

“Daddy!?” Selene whined as the moment was ruined.

“Sorry sweetie, this is important.” Marshall apologized before handing Lock the magazine.

“We got a problem.”

Lock arched a brow as he unfolded the magazine and read the cover. Selene blushed up a storm again as Lock’s eyes widened in shock. On the cover was the title Playmare and it was him and Marshall. On one side was Dimitri and he looked to be in the middle of doing bar lifts in the training grounds. He wore nothing but a pair of tight athletic shorts as his entire muscular torso was exposed and his wings were unfurled a little. His body was drenched in sweat, making his skin glisten in the light as his grey eyes were sharp and focused. On the other side of the magazine was Marshall and he looked like he was at a beach. He looked to be just coming out of the water, wearing a pair of swim trunks and looking off in the distance as he was slicking his mane back. His body was also on the muscular side as the water made his fur press against his own six pack. At the bottom we’re words that made the human facepalm and groan audibly.

“The Stud Regent, Lord Marshall, and The human hunk, Dimitri Lockdrom. Two of Equestria’s most sexiest males.”

“What in the everloving hell is this?!” Lock deadpanned.

“I was just about to ask my wives that. Join me?”

“Sure,” Lock nodded and stood up while gently moving Selene to the side. Selene pouted and crossed her arms which made Lock feel a little guilty for her. He then glanced at Marshall, who also noticed and nodded to him with a smile.

“Hey Selene,” Lock said as he leaned down

Selene looked up just in time for his lips to peck hers ever so slightly. She went wide eyed as Lock leaned back up and winked at her.

“The feeling’s mutual,” he said as he and Marshall walked away.

The princess sat there completely stunned until a wide smile appeared on her face and her horn began to sparkle.

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!”

The guards quickly pulled out a set of earmuffs as she squealed to the heavens with magic flickering everything into a bouquet of heart shaped flowers.

“He likes me!” Selene cheered as she jumped around the courtyard.

“DIMITRI LOCKDROM LIKES ME!”

“Hey man,” a guard elbowed his friend with a shit eating grin..

“That’ll be 100 more bits.”

“I hate you…”

The moon had just risen and both Princesses were in the throne room finishing up their court. Suddenly the doors burst open to reveal their husband and Lock marching over to them.

“Celestia! Luna! We got a bone to pick with you two!” Lock spat.

“Dimitri? Marshall? What’s wrong? Why do you look mad?” Celestia wondered.

“Now see here sir! This is the royal throne room! You can’t just barge in here and-”

“SHUT IT, RUMPELSTILTSKIN!” He snapped at a noble as he reached into his jacket pocket.

“Care to explain why Marshall here came to me with this?!” He showed the magazine.

“I too would like to know the meaning of this, dears,” Marshall crossed his arms.

“Oh. I took that one at the beach.” Luna smiled.

“And I believe one of the maids took this while you were exercising.” Celestia smirked.

“It’s not that bad darling. Remember when Wulfric made stud of the year?” Raven asked.

“Well normally I’d be flattered at making the cover of this magazine, but, as you recall, heat week shall happen soon. And this just adds fuel to the fire,” Marshall argued.

“Yeah! And I convinced my world’s Celestia and Luna to outlaw heat week!” Lock added.

“Outlaw? What in Equestria for?” Celestia inquired while signing a few documents.

“It sorta happened during the first month when I arrived in my world. It was the beginning of the Fall heat season and I was training my first apprentice, Flash Sentry, when all of a sudden I was being chased by every mare in the castle! So after managing to evade the lot of them, and avoiding getting cornered by my world’s Spitfire and Fleetfoot, I confronted the Princesses. Now I don’t mean to call anyone out on anything, but I felt that the fact that mares still chased down males in order to sate their sexual desires were no different than what the Stonehoof’s were doing to the females of Equestria,” Lock crossed his arms.

Most of the nobles in court were outraged by this accusation when the princesses raised their hands to silence them.

“I assure you Dimitri, we have taken all precautions every time this week comes around. We even managed to turn it into a little…charity event.”

Marshall sighed as his wife began to explain.

“Every heat week, the most eligible males from across the kingdom volunteer to participate in a special auction where the highest bidder gets their company for the day and of course all the bits will go to charity organizations and rebuilding the more run down parts of the city. As you are aware, Blueblood stole half the royal treasury when he fled, so money is a bit tight even for the nobility.”

“I see,” Lock hummed.

“Wait…oh no, don’t tell me!” Lock facepalmed.

“The auction is next week so be careful when walking the streets. It’ll get real crowded, real fast.” Luna cautioned while Marshall pointed to his picture on the cover.

“Care to explain why MY picture is here?”

“I…may have donated that to the publishers.” Celestia smirked.

“Honey. We need to talk.”

“Understood, oh and you should know I sent a message to Beorn, requesting he come home.”

“Like hell he is!” Lock pointed out.

“With all due respect, I don’t want Beorn anywhere near Canterlot when this thing goes down! Besides, Smith told me he still needs time before his project is complete.”

“Oh no need for worry, Dimitri. Only single men are allowed.” Luna replied which seemed to calm his nerves a bit.

“Besides, we sent the messenger days ago. He should be arriving at the western border soon.”

“Oy ve, this’ll be an interesting week…”

Raven then received a call from her personal holo crystal and stepped to the side to answer it.

“Hello?…Oh hello Miss Photo Finish…what?…um, are you sure?…but he’s…yes I know but…I don’t think he would though…h-how much?!…I-I see…very well, I’ll ask him…yes, thank you. Goodbye,” Raven sighed as she hung up.

“What is it Raven?” Marshall asked.

“That was Photo Finish, she asked if Sir Dimitri would be part of the auction.”

“But I’m already in a relationship-”

“She said her agency would donate 10,000,000 bits to the royal treasury.”

After hearing such an offer, both princesses looked to Lock with pleading eyes until Luna decided to sweeten the deal.

“My daughter will be there~.”

“…Ugh, fine.”

Western Border Fort

The Next Day

The messenger from Canterlot had arrived, via airship and was greeted by two northern guards from Beorn’s regiment. He wore traditional noble robes befitting a royal messenger and carried an important scroll bearing the royal seal as they headed to the fort.

“Good day gentleman. How goes the war?”

“It’s going very well, his majesty has been continuously pushing back the enemy forces and soon we’ll have secured the entire western front. Milord had announced that he’ll soon be moving to the south to secure that side and then the enemy will have no way of taking Equestria.”

“His father would be proud.” The messenger smiled before reaching the fort’s main gate.

“Where is the king?”

“He’s um…occupied.”

In the upper levels of the fortress, screams and moans could be heard just outside Beorn’s chambers along with the sounds of the bed being rattled as he celebrated another victory with his betrothed.

“I’M CUMMING!!” Crysta shrieked as she was rammed from behind.

“RRRAAAGH!!” Beorn roared like a beast as he filled her again and pulled her mane.

“Mmm, too rough~?”

“I’m fine my love~.”

The couple giggled as they rolled around in the sheets with neither of them showing signs of fatigue.

“I just can’t get over how beautiful you are.” Beorn whispered before kissing her.

“Thank you, and you’re just as handsome as the day I met you,” Crysta smiled as she snuggled into his chest.

“I heard you’ve been giving Azurys some light combat training lately, did she ask for it?”

“More or less. Why? You jealous?” He teased, squeezing her butt.

“No, but something tells me she might be.”

“How do you figure?”

“Beorn, how is it you can tell me you love me yet you can’t distinguish when someone else also has feelings for you?” Crysta questioned.

“Well…when I’m around you, I feel safe and calm. You keep me from losing control of my temper, especially after a battle but...I’m clueless about romance unless it involves the bedroom...eh heh.” He sheepishly grinned.

“You’re lucky you’re cute, so allow me to shed some light on your dense mind,” Crysta rolled her eyes playfully.

“I believe Azurys is in denial about a crush she’s formed on you.”

“Why?” Beorn questioned.

“Well I can’t be sure but...I think she may have had a crush before but was rejected. I can sense she’s been through some heartbreak.”

“No offense, but I doubt she has a crush on me,” Beorn huffed.

“She calls me out on almost everything I do, calls me a pervert in front of the men, and she disregards anything I call her out on. If anything, I think she’s just using me to get back on her feet so she can head out the first chance she gets.”

“Oh I don’t think so.” Crysta argued while taking some chocolate from the nightstand.

“She would’ve done that ages ago. I think she's trying to get your attention.”

“By calling me out?”

“Don’t you warrior types like strong women~?” Crysta flirted before taking a bite of chocolate.

“Yeah, most of the time,” Beorn nodded.

“But come on, Azurys? Really?”

“Just give it time, Beorn, you’ll see.”

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK

“My lord? A Royal messenger from Canterlot has arrived to see you. He awaits you in the council room downstairs.”

“I’ll be down in an hour.” Beorn said as the guard left.

“Why an hour?” Crysta asked before feeling her hips being raised.

“You gave me such insight my future queen, such a thing should be rewarded~” Beorn purred as he got into position.

“Mmm, then you better make me pass out~.”

“Oh I will but…” he grinned spreading her cheeks.

“I’ll be using the back door~”

An hour later, Beorn descended from his chambers, after successfully ending his mare to the point she literally passed out, and made his way to the council room. The guards he passed by saluted, bowed, or nodded his way and he nodded or saluted back to them. He then arrived at the council room where a stallion awaited him and the messenger stood up and bowed.

“Hail, King Beorn, an honor to meet you,” he spoke kindly.

“Welcome to the Western Border Fort.” Beorn said with a friendly smile.

“What news from Canterlot? Has Blueblood surrendered yet?”

“Unfortunately no, all letters the Princesses have sent have either returned crumpled up or torn.” The messenger sighed.

“I bring other news, your uncle and the expedition crew have returned successfully from the north. They are requesting you for a brief return for a visit.”

“Already? That was fast, and we were planning another raid this week.” Beorn said while grabbing some cider from a refreshment table.

“Drink?”

“Thank you, but I must humbly decline. By the way, may I be so bold as to ask why a Diamond Dog girl is here in the fort? I saw her in the training grounds practicing with a blade.”

“Oh she’s a friend. Been a big help on tracking the enemy.”

As Beorn took another sip, one of the guards came into the room looking worried.

“Uh sire? We got trouble, there’s a group of Diamond Dogs outside the gates. They’re asking for the girl.”

“Azurys? Why?” Beorn questioned.

“They didn’t say, they just wanted her.”

“Always something.” The young king huffed while slamming down his cup and stormed out of the room. As he made his way to the gates, Azurys walked up beside him with a worried expression.

“Beorn, please wait, I know these dogs. They’re from my old pack, I know they are,” Azurys pleaded.

“Why are they after you?”

“RETURN THE CHIEF’S DAUGHTER OR ELSE!!” One of the dogs barked.

“Oh...right.”

Beorn and Azurys walked to the top of the gate to see a small pack of diamond dogs carrying clubs, axes, and spears and all dressed in animal hides.

“Raff! What the bloody Tartarus are you doing here?!” Azurys snapped.

“Take your boys and fuck off! I’m not marrying that fat prick!”

“Pfft! Wait a sec his name is Raff? Does that make his brother Riff?” Beorn joked.

“Hey! That’s my sister's name ya jerk!”

“Whatever, Azurys clearly doesn’t wanna go anywhere with the likes of you. So maybe you should just turn around and go back to whatever hole you dug out from.”

“Oh yeah? Who are you anyway?”

“I am-”

“He is my new mate!!” Azurys yelled.

“Yeah I’m-SAY WHAT?!?”

“Him?!” Raff barked as she grabbed his arm and hugged him close.

“But he’s a Caribou! Not a Diamond dog!”

“So what? He and I made plans to mate this evening.”

“WE DID WHAT?!?” Beorn yelped.

At first the dogs snarled at the girl but Raff bared his teeth at them to silence the pack. He then looked back up at her with a confident smirk.

“If that’s true, then where’s his bite on the neck?” He asked, making Azurys gulp nervously.

“Bite? What bite?” Beorn wondered.

“All dogs with mates have a bite mark on their neck. Shows they belong to someone.” A pack member shouted.

“He um…doesn’t prefer necks.” Azurys began lying on the spot.

“He…um…he…”

“I prefer a nice juicy rump!” Beorn winked before whispering.

“Sorry about this.”

Azurys gasped when she felt his hand squeeze her buttocks while the rest of the pack stared in awe.

“You jerk!”

SMACK!

As soon as she slapped him, Raff laughed out loud followed by his pack.

“Ow! Damnit Azurys!”

“Oh…whoops.”

“Hah! I knew it! You two were never mates! Now get your ass down here, Azurys! The boss doesn’t like to be kept waiting!” Raff demanded.

“But I-”

“Why do I even try…?”

Azurys looked to Beorn who was looking away scowling.

“All I wanted was to be your friend, and this is how you repay me? Yeah, maybe what I did was a little overboard, but slapping me instead of playing it off? What the hell is the matter with you?!”

“Beorn…”

“Forget it! Just…just go.”

Azurys stood there on the brink of tears as Beorn made his way down the steps, rubbing his cheek when she finally confessed something personal.

“MY DAD HAD MY LAST MATE KILLED!!”

“…what?” The young king turned around.

“Azurys! Don’t you dare say anything more! That’s personal Diamond Dog business!” Raff barked.

“YOU BETTER SHUT UP BEFORE I COME DOWN THERE AND TEAR YOUR FUCKING TAIL AND EARS OFF!” Azurys screamed through her now streaming tears, making him shut his yap.

“Azurys…what did you mean?” Beorn wondered.

“I…had a boyfriend in the pack. He was just a hunter and my dad didn’t approve but I kept seeing him…then one day, I found him filled with spears and his face was swollen with bruises. When I confronted my father he just scolded me and said that’s what happens to those who disobey the alpha…that’s why I ran away from home!”

Outraged by this story, Beorn demanded the gates be opened while he seized a sword and shield from one of the guard posts. He stepped out to meet Raff and his pack, eyes glowing with fury.

“You want her, you go through me…” he hissed, drawing a line in the dirt. The dogs were about to move in when Raff raised his hand.

“Hmph, you have nerve, brat. Why now decide to defend her? She obviously hates you and you hate her,” Raff scoffed.

“True...but that won’t stop me from making sure she doesn’t live her life in chains. Now come at me, if you got the balls.”

“Boy, I’ve met some stubborn ass pricks for some years now, but you’ve gotta be just plain stupid. But, I like stupid people so I’ll make you a little wager. You and I will duke it out, alone or until one of us kills the other. You may not have noticed, but I’m the Beta of our whole pack. If I win, you hand the girl over and half of whatever priceless gems you got stored. If you manage to win-”

“I send your head back to your chief.” Beorn declared while making the slit throat gesture at Raff.

“Grrr, I’ll kill you!” Raff barked as he drew two bladed clubs and charged at Beorn. As the Beta charged at him, Beorn just stood there and watched as time slowed down. This mad dog was so predictable, he didn’t even have to try. As Raff jumped up to swing his clubs down, Beorn weaved his body to the side while swinging his sword diagonally in a fluid motion.

SLASH!

The beta landed behind Beorn as he stood himself up straight. He then slowly sheathed his sword and as soon as it reached the bottom, Raff’s head slid off and his body fell to the dirt. The other dogs were stunned, along with Azurys, as Beorn glared at the pack.

“Who’s next?”

What happened next was unexpected as the pack immediately dropped to their hands and knees, ears pinned and tails between their legs.

“Uh…what’s going on?”

“You’re the new Beta.”

Beorn looked over his shoulder to see Azurys with a guilty expression.

“Raff was the entire pack’s Beta Dog, you killed him so by right you’re the new Beta of the pack.”

“Beta…Beta…new Beta,” the dogs muttered to themselves.

“Tell this to your chief!” He shouted while tossing them the head.

“If he comes after my woman again, I’ll feed his entrails-TO THE CROWS!!”

“Your woman? Beorn you don’t have to-MMPH!!”

Azurys was shocked when Beorn pulled her in for a kiss right in front of the pack and everyone in the fort who was cheering.

“Whoop whoop!”

“Atta boy!”

As Beorn pulled away, Azurys was in a daze as her cheeks were flushed and he looked back to the dogs.

“What’re you still doing here? GET LOST!” He shouted.

The dogs retreated from the fort with the head as Crysta finally came out to see what all the commotion was. When she saw Azurys in Beorn’s embrace, it didn’t take long to connect the dots, making her smirk knowingly at her fiancé.

“Told ya.” She said, giving a smug face as they kissed.

“Yes you did.”

“Um…Beorn?” Azurys blushed.

“About that slap?”

“Oh I had it coming but since I’'ve officially made you mine~.” Beorn grinned, groping her butt once more.

“You better get used to it.”

“You…you really mean it?” Azurys asked and he nodded.

“But I was so mean to you. I was a total jerk, I called you names, and I always got mad at you. Wouldn’t it be better if I just…stayed away like you wanted?”

Beorn replied by kissing her again and hugging her close as her tail wagged and her right ear flopped happily.

“Oh and Crysta tells me you've been watching us.”

“N-No I haven’t!” Azurys blushed, until Crysta gave her a look.

“Okay…well, maybe a little.”

“Well since you're with us now…Beorn?” Crysta smirked as Azurys was scooped up bridal style.

“Eep! B-But what about Canterlot? Aren’t you supposed to head home?”

"Mm good point." He leaned to whisper in her ear.

"We can do it on the ship~."

Before she could protest, Beorn and Crysta were escorted to a personal airship that would take them back to Canterlot. The servants had already packed their belongings as Beorn and Crysta made their way to the private room on the ship. Once there, Crysta opened the door for them and shut it as Beorn set Azurys down and stood before her.

“Um…are we really gonna do this?” Azurys looked away bashfully.

“I’m just a Diamond Dog girl…I’m not like you two, I’m not royalty.”

“One of my mothers is a farmer.” Beorn argued.

“And there is nothing royal about either of us. What is a royal but a commoner who worked their way to the top?”

“But…what about you?” Azurys asked, looking at Crysta.

“He’s your fiancé.”

"And one whom I am happy to share. In both our cultures, the more wives one man has, the more respected he becomes. Also...I think he could use another girl on those cold nights in the field~."

“Azurys,” Beorn said, reaching out to hold her hand.

“When we met, I was headstrong and thought you would be a nuisance to me. But then we spent time together and despite all that we said to one another, I sorta got used to having you around. And what you told me about what happened to your old mate, how could I not fight against your pack for you? Some might say what we’re about to do might seem rushed or out of the blue, but it’s how my people and I show the ones we care about how to share our hearts. So believe me when I say that I wanna share my heart with you as well.”

“Beorn…”

Azurys slowly allowed her new lover to kiss her and even began taking turns with Crysta as she was sttipped down slowly until her naked body was in full view.

"Beautiful." Beorn whispered before nuzzling her D-cup breasts.

“I have a strange body, don’t I?” Azurys moaned.

“Most females from my pack don’t have breasts as big as mine. They say it makes me look fat…”

"Then they're idiots." Beorn snapped.

"Many men would kill just to touch these~."

"And many women would pay to have them. I gotta say, I'm jealous." Crysta smirked.

Beorn then laid Azurys down on the bed and loomed over her as she began to breathe heavily.

“I…I can’t stop staring at your eyes,” Azurys huffed.

“Beorn…why does my chest hurt when I look at you?”

"It's called passion, my love." He answered as he was about to penetrate her.

“Mmm…w-wait! Wait.” Azurys yelped, stopping him.

“Too fast?”

“N-no it’s not that…” she blushed and turned over to give him a good view of her hind quarters.

“It’s actually not my first time and…I kinda prefer this position. Plus…it is customary for males to bite their mate in my culture.” She blushed, shaking her rear at him.

“You did say you prefer a juicy rump right?”

Beorn grinned as he bent her down further before surprising her with a firm slap to her right cheek.

“Eep!”

“That's for slapping me.”

“But I-”

CHOMP!

“Awooo~!!” Azurys howled as Beorn's teeth sank into her before a full print of his jaw was marked on her left cheek, making her pant with anticipation.

“Now tell me Azurys. Who has a cute, sexy butt?" Beorn teased her by massaging her cheeks and rubbing her stomach.

“I do…”

“What’s that?”

“I do.”

“Can’t hear you, love.”

“I do!”

“Once more?”

“I DO!” Azurys barked as she shook her butt more at him.

“Now please take me! I…I want you!”

“First thing’s first.” Crysta winked as she was teased more.

“Who does your cute, sexy butt belong to~?”

“It belongs to my new mate! The one who gave me a chance to love again! The one who saved me from my oppressive father! Beorn Warborn! I want him to claim me so he can love me!”

“Good girl. Let her have it Beorn~”

Without warning, Beorn thrusted all the way into Azurys’ womb. Azurys gasped and grunted as he took her with slow and powerful thrusts that slowly increased while Crysta sat back and played with herself, enjoying the show.

"Rrrg!! Grrr! Damn you feel good!!" Beorn grunted while she bit into a pillow.

“You…Ah! You are…” Azurys tried to speak.

“What is it, sweetie?” Crysta huffed as she pinched her clit.

“He feels…bigger than my old mate,” Azurys admitted.

“Come here!” Beorn growled as he flipped her over and kept going.

“I won’t stop til we get to Canterlot~” he declared before biting her left breast.

“Ah! I don’t want you to!” Azurys cried out as she made Beorn look at her.

“I love you! I love you Beorn! Please make love to me! I want to be yours forever!”

“Azurys! I…I love you too!”

The two continued as Crysta watched with satisfaction, right up to the point where both reached their limit.

“Mmm beg to be my bitch!” Beorn grinned at Azurys who was grinning back before they kissed.

“Make me howl! Give it to me! I’m both your lover and your loyal Diamond dog bitch! Please give it to me! Make me a quivering mess!”

Beorn slammed her one last time as every drop of seed emptied into her as she arched her back, howling in satisfaction.

“AAWWWOOOOO!!~” Her howl echoed into the midday air as Beorn gave her a few more thrusts before finally collapsing next to her.

“Mmm who’s my sexy diamond dog bitch~?”

“Mmm, I am~. Oh! I almost forgot. Crysta, can you reach into my bag? It’s the left side pocket.”

Crysta, who was still shaky in her legs since she had just climaxed, wobbled over to the bag and reached into the side pocket as instructed. She pulled out a small pouch and walked to the bed and handed it to Azurys who sat on her knees with Beorn. Azurys reached into the pouch and pulled out what looked like some kind of collar with a circular tag on it.

“What’s that?” Beorn wondered.

“My old mate gave it to me when we were still together. It’s another sign of connection between mates and it’s always given to the female to wear. It’s also got a bit of magic to it,” Azurys explained as she put it on.

“How does it work?” Crysta asked.

“Simple, Beorn just needs to press his thumb on the tag.”

Beorn shrugged and pressed his thumb on the tag for a brief moment until he felt a little prick poke his skin.

“Ow! What the heck was that?!” Beorn yelped.

“Sorry, it sorta needs a tiny bit of your blood for the tag to work.”

Both Beorn and Crysta watched the tag as little engravings were etched into the metal. Soon words could be read which made Beorn blush and Crysta smile seductively.

Beorn’s Girl

“What do you think?” Azurys asked happily.

“Um, well…” he scratched his cheek nervously.

“You sure you wanna wear that?”

“Of course,” she said as she cupped his cheeks and kissed him deep.

“Now everyone who sees it will know just who I belong to~.”

“But…it feels wrong, treating you like property…” Beorn said as she pushed him back onto the bed.

“You know, it’s a strange and coincidental world we live in, you said the same thing my old mate did. But rest assured this is just how we Diamond Dogs do things in relationships. There’s no owning anyone, no abuse or bad relations, just simple proof that I’m yours to love. Now, we still have a few days before we arrive in Canterlot, what was that you said? That you wouldn’t stop until we get there?” Azurys smirked seductively.

“Don’t forget about me~,” Crysta purred as she climbed up and positioned her crotch above his face.

“Gods…give me strength!”

End.