Antecedent - The Lost Scenes
“And how exactly do you want me?” Sentinel asked with a sly grin, nudging his nose against Raindrop’s own gently.
“In me!” Raindrop hissed in return, pressing herself close to him and grinding her form up against his own, quite deliberately pressing their hips together.
“I get the feeling we should both sign waivers excusing the other for blame of injury or depression when we wake up next to eachother tomorrow morning,” Sentinel said with a sage nod.
“Sentinel, if you don’t stuff your hoof between my legs and kiss me in the next five seconds, I’m going to tie you to the bed with medical tubin-” Raindrop was cut off as Sentinel leaned in and kissed her fully, and she gave an eager sound into the kiss. A hoof pressed down past her stomach and slithered between her legs, pressing against the heated area between them.
“Yessss...” Raindrop groaned, her ears splaying back as she began to grind herself heatedly into the rubbing of the hoof, trying to get extra stimulation. Her own hooves descended down Sentinel’s form, one of them pressing between his legs, finding his thick sheath and squeezing it suddenly.
The stallion stiffened against her and gasped faintly, and Raindrop grinned, kissing him all the more eagerly.
“Show me what I got to work with,” Raindrop murmured heatedly into the kiss, beginning to knead her hooves against him all the more eagerly, trying to coax out the flesh she knew was hiding there.
Almost immediately, a thick swelling began to take place under Raindrop’s working hooves, and she ground her hips into the hoof between her own legs all the more eagerly, feeling slick moistness building against the surfaces rubbing against her.
“I swear, I’m going to rape you if you attempt to stop this,” Raindrop growled, rolling over atop him and pinning him on his back beneath her. She glanced down to find the swelling length of his cock with her gaze, an eager rumble building in her throat.
Sentinel looked up at her hesitantly, ears perking slightly as he watched her.
Raindrop gave a lusty growl in the back of her throat, and immediately sank down his form, eagerly licking a trail down his chest towards his stomach, soft pink tongue trailing through his fur. Sentinel squirmed slightly, watching with wide eyes. She paused as her chin bumped against the growing length of eager pony flesh, and then she looked up at him, narrowing her eyes lustfully.
Sentinel swallowed hard, and then stared, form quivering slightly as Raindrop immediately tilted her head and opened her mouth, capturing the tip of his growing member and closing her lips over it, suckling firmly. Her tongue brushed and swirled over the tip of it again and again, circling over the swelling tip.
The guard arched under the suckling and the friction of her soft tongue against the sensitive flesh of his cock, his ears pinning back and muzzle parting in a low groan.
“Oh shush!” Raindrop hissed as she pulled off of his member, shaking her head with a huff. “Anyone would think you were a virgin!”
Sentinel flushed at that, and Raindrop stared up at him for a long moment, slowly shaking her head, a soft laugh beginning to rumble from her throat.
“You are a virgin, aren’t you?” she teased, looking up at him, leaning in to give the now-stiff tip of his maleness an eager lick.
Sentinel didn’t respond, but the look in his eyes told her her answer.
“Fine, but be quiet, sick people are sleeping,” Raindrop whispered huskily, quickly turning herself around on the bed, moving to stand over Sentinel’s face, hindlegs on either side of his neck.
For the first time, Sentinel got a view under her tail. Her sex was covered in soft blue fur, with the faintest hints of pink inside the outer lips, with a small ‘blush’ visible from the mares arousal.
Wasting no time, Sentinel threw his hooves up over Raindrop’s back, and pulled her rump down to greet his muzzle, eagerly working his tongue up against her. The hot taste and scent of an aroused female pegasus flooded his senses as Raindrop cooed and rolled her hips eagerly, grinding herself towards the delicate touch of his tongue against such an intimate place.
With a low growl, Raindrop leaned forwards and engulfed the tip of the stallions cock again, shoving her maw down it until the bulbous tip was stretching her jaws as wide as they could go. She almost gagged on it. He was so much bigger than Shine.
Raindrop groaned around the tip of Sentinel’s stiffened member, stroking her hooves down the length of it and lapping furiously over the tip, tasting hot, musky dripples of the stallion’s precum drooling across her tongue. It was such a primal, exciting taste to her. It just made her work him all the harder.
A soft groan left the stallion, and his hips bucked slightly, his hot exhalations brushing across the moist outer lips of her sex as he distractedly tongued at her, driving her need upwards but bringing her no closer to release with his clumsy mouth work.
“Oh you had better be a better screw than you are when you go down on somepony,” she breathed against his member, giving the tip another firm lick and then crawling off of him, panting faintly.
“I’m new at this!” Sentinel protested.
“Off the bed!” Raindrop demanded.
Sentinel obeyed without question, slipping off the bed and standing there, watching her, tail giving a slow, eager flick.
Raindrop rumbled in the back of her throat, and then threw her forehooves over the bed, arching her back and lifting her tail upwards, swishing it to the side, presenting to him. She spread her stance, and then looked over her shoulder, narrowing her eyes seductively at Sentinel. “Fuck me.”
Sentinel swallowed hard, staring, his eyes wide, his wings stiffened and standing straight up, just like the length of flesh between his legs.
“Do you want a clearer invitation?!” Raindrop growl, her eyes narrowing dangerously.
Sentinel swallowed once, and then pounced on her, finding her eager sex with the stiffened tip of his cock with a surprisingly accurate thrust of his hips, shoving deep inside her without warning.
Raindrop’s eyes widened, and she hiccuped faintly, going rigid, a low groan spilling from quivering lips at just how much he filled her. Definitely bigger than Shine. A lot bigger.
“O-Oh sweet stars above... Y-you’re huge!” Raindrop protested, her upper body sagging onto the bed and her legs quivering weakly, a slick dribble of her liquids spilling down to the floor below.
Sentinel gave a heated exhale against the side of her neck, gripping around her middle and heaving his hips against her on reflex, sinking himself even deeper into her, making the mare shudder and collapse onto the bed, stuffing her hooves into her maw to stifle the squeal that left her as her depths squeezed around him tightly, cinching down tight and rippling around him.
The guard groaned faintly into her mane, burying his face in against her neck and beginning to slowly work his hips, sliding the long length pony flesh from inside her, and then driving it deep inside.
Raindrop’s mouth opened in a heated display of delight, her eyes clenching closed and hips beginning to push back at him. her hooves tightened on the bed, and she shuddered, gasping as she shakily whispered, “F-fuck me hard! Don’t hold back! Fuck me like a stallion, not some young colt!”
Sentinel growled faintly at the jibe, his eyes narrowing down at the mare, gripping around her all the tighter and beginning to shove himself into her over and over again, deliberately crushing his hips against her own with each thrust, rocking her entire form and making the bed squeak just faintly.
“H-harder!” Raindrop demanded, pushing her hips back against him insistently, grinding her rump back and forth to entice him to take her harder.
A low hiss left the guard as he shifted his stance and began to shove himself into the mare as hard and as fast as he could, biting down on her mane in reflex, his brows furrowing as he tried his best to hold back. He didn’t want to just finish inside her without her permission, but it was quickly growing out of hoof. He wouldn’t have a choice in the matter in a few seconds.
Raindrop cried out, stifling her sounds into the mattress as she arched and quivered in delight, a slick dribble of her moisture spilling from her sex as Sentinel took her so hard, her insides cinching down on him again, clenching and rippling rapidly, milking him with the maddening friction of soft, moist squeezing flesh.
Sentinel tried to hold back, but it was already too late for him, as his motions got jerky and his hips shoved up against her. The thick flare of his cock deep inside her set Raindrop off again, and she groaned weakly, trying to push back at him as sudden repeated bursts of pegasus spunk began to splatter and spurt across her deepest barrier. It dashed up against her inner walls, coating them in the sticky white substance, beginning to dribble and spurt in fitful bursts from around the embedded cock, drooling to the floor with wet splats.
Raindrop arched and shuddered, quivering in delight and then slowly slumping, supporting entirely by Sentinel’s hooves, cock, and her upper body on the bed. She went completely limp, giving an incoherent groan, her eyes unfocused and distant, fucked senseless.
Sentinel drew back slowly, gasping and wincing as his flare was pulled from inside her depths, their muscles squeezing at him, unwilling to relinquish their prize. The male could only stare, watching with fascination as a slow trickle of his white mess mixed with Raindrop’s own liquid drooled from the sated mares well-used cunt, dripping to the floor.
The guard caught Raindrop before she fell into the puddle of their mixed liquids, and then tugged her up onto the bed, rolling them both into a more comfortable position, holding her closer and licking her forehead.
Antecedent - The Lost Scenes
Sentinel stared up at Raindrop for a long moment, idly tugging at his bonds to test their strength. He was quite certain that he could slip out of them if he really wanted to. “...Beg?”
“Beg,” Raindrop agreed, a sly grin crossing her muzzle. The pegasus’ eyes were still an eerie demonic green, and she was watching him with quite an eager expression on her muzzle, licking her lips slowly.
“I’m afraid I’m not going to beg,” Sentinel said with a slow shake of his head. A Royal guard did not beg. He was trained to resist torture, and trained to resist psychological stressed. There was absolutely nothing Raindrop could do to make him beg.
Grinning, Raindrop narrowed her eyes at him, flicking her head, to get her new mane style out of her eyes, watching him intently. “I’m going to make you beg.”
“I have been trained to resist torture.” Sentinel snorted once, arching a brow at Raindrop, unperturbed.
“You haven’t been trained to resist this,” Raindrop purred, shifting slightly and then turning around slowly, lowering her chest to the ground and straightening her hindlegs, pressing her rump up into the air.
The chaps she was wearing didn’t cover the inside of her legs, or anything under the length of blue tail that Raindrop was even now teasingly raising, revealing to Sentinel everything that lay underneath.
Sentinel felt his mouth go dry as his eyes traced the contours of Raindrop’s sleek muscles right up to her sex, which was visible as a plump pair of blue-furred outer lips and a sliver of pink against the azure of her hide. He swallowed once and felt his cheeks flushing faintly with heat.
“Like whatcha see, cowpony?” Raindrop asked, affecting the strange accent again, which somehow just made the whole sordid scene all the more arousing. Raindrop grinned, giving her rump a suggestive wiggle, “Ah’ve been applebucking all day, and sure could use a pair of nice, firm hooves to massage some a’ this stress outta my muscles.”
Raindrop peered back over her shoulder with a saucy grin, her eyes narrowing and tail giving a slow flick back and forth, staring at the guard for a long moment, her expression definitively seductive. “Don’t ya just wanna help me out here, cowpony?”
Sentinel squirmed slightly in place, swallowing thickly as he watched Raindrop so enticingly putting herself on display for him, so close, and yet so far away. He snorted once in defiance, and then shook his head. “N-no. I’m fine.”
The mare grinned at that, eyes narrowing further as she slipped a hoof back to slowly rub and grind against the top of her sex, causing the plump outer lips to shift and spread faintly, exposing and then hiding away the pink of her inner flesh in turn. “The waver in your voice says otherwise...”
The guard scowled faintly at that, his ears splaying back as he licked his lips for a moment, and then tried to clear his throat. He was trying hard not to be drawn into Raindrop’s game, but it was impossible. His eyes were always drawn back to that delectable sight of her hoof rubbing up against her sex, so close in front of him.
Already, the mottled length of his arousal was making itself evident, swelling traitorously to its full size. Raindrop noticed this, and grinned further, her eyes narrowing and her tone turning sultry. “Ah bet yer just dying to get a taste of this...”
Raindrop’s hoof rubbed against herself even further, grinding slowly against her clit, causing slick dribbles of her arousal to begin moistening her pliable outer lips and causing the exposed pink inner flesh to become shiny and visibly wet. “Ah know yer’d love to saddle this filly...”
Sentinel shuddered, squirming and tugging at his bonds impotently as he stared at Raindrop, feeling the aching length of cock already drooling a tiny amount of his slick precum to the floor.
“Awww, are yer all worked up, hun?” Raindrop asked innocently.
The mare slew around, and pranced over to him, grinning down at him and then leaning down without a word, capturing the tip of his length in her maw and sinking her lips over it.
Sentinel cursed, his eyes widening in surprise and back arching faintly as he felt the soft tongue and blunt teeth consuming his member, until the tip of it hit the back of her throat and she closed her mouth over it all the more firmly, increasing the pressure, and giving a sharp, hard suck.
The guard shuddered and arched, his hips trying ineffectually to buck towards the stimulation as Raindrop began to fervently bob her head, suckling hungrily over his member while swirling her tongue maddeningly against the sensitive tip and underside, teasing him and coaxing him with her amazing maw.
In mere moments, the intense stimulation was causing the stallion to lose control. It had been only seconds since she started her treatment and the inexperienced guard was already about to blow. He shuddered and whimpered helplessly, his hips pushing towards Raindrop’s oral treatment in an eager, reflexive motion as he eyes clenched closed. The thick tip of his member flared, readying to spill his mess right into her mouth as he tried his articulate a warning.
Raindrop didn’t need the warning though, and with a slick pop! she had pulled herself off of his member, giving a swift, teasing lick at the drooling tip before drawing back completely, leaving the drooling member standing at attention, achingly hard, unfinished.
Sentinel shuddered, his maw parted as he panted hard for breath, looking up at Raindrop for a moment. Now was when he would get to screw her, right?
Raindrop grinned, and then leaned in to lay a delicate kiss on the tip of his member, one hoof slowly stroking up and down it, keeping him on edge but maddeningly giving him no more stimulation.
“S-stop it!” Sentinel hissed, his ears pinning back and hips shifting reflexively, trying to grind into her motions.
“Yer gonna have ter beg for it, hun,” Raindrop said with a wicked smile, drawing another maddeningly slow lick across the tip of his throbbing member. “Everypony knows yer gotta break an animals will ter make em truly compliant.”
Sentinel hissed faintly as Raindrop gave him another kiss and lick, squeezing the base of the thick member with her hoof, grinning up at him mischievously. It would be so easy to comply to her, to just give in and beg. And then he would get to screw her brains out. The guard fantasized about that for a few moments, until a swift lick and swirl of the pegasus’ tongue jarred him back to reality. He stared down at her for a long moment. “...Never.”
Raindrop grinned at that, her green eyes flashing as tilted her head and dove her muzzle back around him, suckling eagerly at it and even swallowing against it, causing a delightful tugging sensation that was so intense it almost made him go cross-eyed. With a another slick pop! she pulled back, and then pressed the length of his cock against his stomach with a firm lick right up the underside, from base to tip.
Sentinel watched the mare working him, his eyes wide and ears pinned back, panting hard and trying his best not to whimper. Raindrop seemed aware of the power she had over him, enjoying it, drawing her long lick up his length and then paused to stare up into his eyes as she delicately swirled her tongue directly against the tip of his aching cock, teasing him.
“Jus’ tell me how much yer need me and this can all be over, hun,” Raindrop said with a wicked grin, closing her lips over the very very tip of his member and giving a harsh suck, before tugging back and pulling off again, slowly stroking him with her hooves.
“N-never!” Sentinel squeaked, barely having control of his voice any more, trying to sound much more confident than he was, overcompensating for his lack of conviction by trying to say it louder.
Raindrop grinned up at him again, before tilting her head down and taking him back into her maw, beginning to bob furiously.
Sentinel sucked in his breath through gritted teeth, his back arching and hindlegs quivering in helpless delight as she continually suckled around him, drawing him closer and closer to the edge. He knew that Raindrop was going to pull off before he finished, but he had a plan!
As he felt the flare beginning again, Sentinel quickly curled around and tried to push his chin against Raindrop’s mane, trying to hold her in place so he could grind his hips into her muzzle and hopefully find release with a few accurate thrusts.
His plan immediately failed as Raindrop merely juked her head out of the way, and then went down on him further, actually taking the tip of his member into her very throat and swallowing once around it before she began to gag and had to tug back, gasping for air and grinning wildly up at him.
“Oh no!” Raindrop crooned, grinning and licking at his tip slowly, breaking character in her fervour, “You don’t get your release until you beg for it!”
Sentinel shuddered and arched, giving an anguished cry and staring down at his mare, his hips trying their best to arch against her. He could pull himself free of the ropes, and then just shove her over and have his way with her. He was sure of it. But somehow, he felt as though it would violate some larger ‘rule’.
“R-Raindrop,” Sentinel breathed, staring down at her imploringly, his aching member giving a pointed throb. “P-please.”
Raindrop watched him impassively with a sly grin, giving another lick and kiss at his tip, ears perking. “Please... What?”
“P-please Raindrop!” Sentinel cried helplessly, squirming impotently, “P-please make me c-cum!”
“Good boy!” Raindrop said with a grin, quickly untying the guard’s legs with a neat tug of the rope between them, standing up and then crouching in front of him, her rump wiggling in the air. The only problem was, she was facing the wrong way. Instead of presenting her rump to him, she was facing him, with her muzzle open and eyes half-closed.
Sentinel’s eyes widened and his mouth went dry as he realise that Raindrop was offering her muzzle to him. She wanted him to muzzle-fuck her!
The guard shuddered, shakily crawling to his feet and then quickly wrapping his hooves around the mare’s middle, his cheek resting against her rump, just above her tailbase, his eager member seeking the warm, moist confines of her mouth.
Sentinel felt her twist her muzzle underneath him, and then a hot exhalation washed against his member, and suddenly, he was engulfed in the maddeningly warm and tight maw of his fillyfriend. His back arched and his wings instantly shot out, spreading and stiffening as he bared his teeth, biting down hard on nothing as he resisted the urge to just shove himself in her maw to his base.
Her warm tongue swirled slowly against the base of his member, but other than that, she didn’t give him any further stimulation, just resting there, cock buried in her maw, waiting.
Sentinel shuddered and gave an uncertain whimper, not quite sure if he should actually do anything. But very quickly his instincts took over, and he began to rock his hips back and forth, grinding the first few inches of the rigid length of pony cock in and out of Raindrop’s maw.
With a grin, Raindrop lifted a hoof to gently toy with the guards testicles, rubbing and squeezing them encouragingly as he ground his hips into her maw. She began to suckle firmly around him, working her tongue against the tip fervently.
Sentinel whimpered once more, his ears pinning back and his motions getting erratic. There was no way he could hold back after all the teasing. He needed to cum. With an immense show of self control, the guard pulled back, his flaring tip leaving her maw with a lewd pop!, a slick dribble of precum leaving him as Raindrop leaned forwards, trying to recapture the retreating tip.
“I-I’ll f-finish!” Sentinel tried to warn.
Raindrop growled heatedly, and then suddenly, with a show of almost freakish strength, she pushed herself upwards with her forehooves, tipping the guard over onto his side with as much effort as a breeze picking up a leaf. With him splayed out on his side, she was free to return to work, eagerly pressing forwards and sinking her maw over him, beginning to suckle hungrily at him, bobbing her head with a fervent, rapid pace.
Sentinel snarled and arched under her stimulation, a hoof lifting to twist through her sleek mane as he tried to shout out a warning, the flare of his cock filling Raindrop’s maw instantly, stretching her jaw around it as she narrowed her eyes and gave a final, hard suck.
The cock in her muzzle just exploded. Repeated, powerful bursts of heated stallion spunk fired into Raindrop’s maw again and again, surprising her with its ferocity. Her eyes widened as she began to swallow repeatedly, trying to time it with the fresh bursts of gooey, thick, sticky cum shooting across her tongue and splattering the inside of her maw with her stallions musky essence. Her wings fluttered and then stiffened, her eyes widening as the musky taste of a stallion’s essence flooded her senses for the very first time. Having no prior experience with the act, she quickly failed to swallow it all, and it began to choke her, building up behind the plug-like stoppage of Sentinel’s flare buried in her maw.
Raindrop had to pull back or choke on his spunk, and with another lewd pop! his cock was out of her maw, her mouth held wide open as she gasped for air, wearing repeated sticky bursts of Sentinel’s mess across her muzzle and face.
After several seconds, the flow died down, and Raindrop closed her mouth, panting through her nose and shuddering at the inescapable musky taste of her stallion flooding her senses. She felt alive! Energy was flooding her body like she had never experienced. She felt like she could take on the world!
The hot coating of Sentinel’s spunk was heavy on her face and in her maw, and she cast an amused glance up at the guard’s expression. He was limp and panting hard, his mouth parted slightly and tongue hanging out dopily, a smile plastered across his muzzle.
Grinning, Raindrop pressed a hoof to his chest. Sentinel weakly lifted his head, eyes opening, staring at her in a glassy sort of way.
Raindrop hummed happily and looked back at him for a long moment, before grinning and opening her mouth up wide, presenting the sticky mess in her muzzle to her lover. It covered everything. There were splatters of it across the roof of her maw, forming sticky strands with the veritable pool of it that was sitting thickly along her velvet tongue. A slow dribble of it was spilling from either corner of her mouth messily, competing for attention with the strands of gooey white that painted her face and muzzle.
Sentinel stared for several long seconds, his expression a mix of shocked awed and delight, the length of used mottled flesh between his legs giving a weak throb and spilling a single final spurt of mess across his stomach, before the guard promptly passed out.
Raindrop giggled and closed her mouth, swallowing thickly to clear the mess in her muzzle, and then trying her best to wipe it off her face. It was everywhere.
As she got cleaned up, she exalted in the strange sensations running through her form. Was this true love? Was this why it was so damn satisfying to make him cum like that?
Either way, she knew that she had never done anything like that with Shine before. The most adventurous thing she had done with him was the one or two times she had licked him to full erection before returning to plain vanilla sex. She had broken that barrier with Sentinel the first time they even did anything together!
Humming happily to herself, and wearing a large grin, Raindrop began to clean up the unconscious stallion with a towel, before crawling into his hooves contently. She found it strange that she didn’t need anything herself... After all, it had been so exciting when she was planning the whole little ordeal, imagining him tied up, with her sitting atop his face, grinding herself down against him and forcing him to pay homage to her with his tongue. But when she had finally gotten him there, she had just wanted to make him submit. To bend him to her will. So she could enjoy the power she had over him.
Making the guard beg her for release was more satisfying to her than any of the times Shine had fucked her. It was even almost as satisfying as when Sentinel had fucked her into a stupor.
The musky taste of her stallion was still strong in Raindrop’s maw when she laid her head on his foreleg and closed her eyes to rest with him.