A Quiet Moment alone in the Crystal Empire
Chapter 1: Locker Room Escapades
A Quiet Moment in the Castle.
One fun fact about being the de-facto Commander of the Crystal Legion and the Canterlot Royal Guard, is that almost everyone has to listen to you. Tack on being the Prince-Regent of the Crystal Empire, and a landed Duke of Equestria, is the pay and added privilege.
But that brings along it’s own dreadful responsibilities. Each of Shining Armor’s jobs and titles have their own unique challenges. Frequently, the Crystal Legion needs a steady and experienced hand to bring them up to par. Not exactly an easy task when the entire country had been lost for a thousand years, and every person was enslaved either physically or mentally. That being said, he had made sterling progress in the years since he had come here with his new bride. Being an accomplished officer, he typically had their tasks finished by brunch. Then came along the more esoteric requests from the Canterlot Guard Corp. There he had to handle the myriad politicking between the Earth, Unicorn, and Pegasi detachments and their headstrong leaders. All while keeping them an effective fighting force. And *then* Princess Luna returned, and with her, a flood of Thestral recruits from the exiled clans… Really now, leading just these two armies was a problem, but the old Thestral chiefs obeyed only Princess Luna, which in turn meant he had to spend a lot of time as liaison to the perpetually nocturnal Princess. But again, being a good man and soldier, he would usually sort these problems out by midday.
Which inevitably led to the least enjoyed of his many duties. Managing the civil affairs of his wife’s empire, and the hereditary lands of his family which had fallen to him since his parents had defaulted them to their children. Twilight tried to help with the paperwork on her end much to his delight, but even she couldn’t be around all the time. After he had sifted through all the paperwork that came to his desk, the sun would usually be setting. Today however, the sun was well below the horizon. The last set of orders was stamped and ready for dispersal in the morning and Shining took a deep breath and stretched himself out over his desk. A stack of papers and folders the size of his forearm sat like a monument of sin across the table, taunting him with the promise of yet more papers tomorrow. Honestly, some days he just wished to relive the comparatively work free days of being a boot camp recruit, where all he had to worry about was pissing off the crusty old drill sergeants…
A knock on the door broke him from the nostalgia of being screamed at, and he glanced to the clock on his desk, a digital gift from Twilight. 2242 hours, military time, just like he liked it. 10:42pm for the uninitiated. Way too late for the usual courtiers and personnel. Night cleaning crew? “Come on in, I just finished.” The door opened, and the mousy night guard crewmare Starry Night crept in, her own wings huddled close about her uniform. Thestrals never did like the cold, and Starry was such a skinny thing, must be terrible for her. “Sorry sir, but I’m afraid I’m not here to clean your desk.” She joked with a wink. “Business. Princess Cadence sends her regards, but she didn’t want to interrupt your work, ya know.” Oh. More bad news. With Cadence usually fussing over the baby, and with Flurries young age, they often had to sleep together to keep her quiet. After the first couple of times where Shining had attempted to sneak into bed with them, Flurry was awake for the rest of the night. So, the couple had come to a sort of solution until Flurry Heart grew out of her “needy” phase. Sleep in separate quarters until she was ready to sleep soundly her own crib. This, combined with the workload, meant that what moments the husband and wife could share together were fleeting at best, but cherished even more.
Starry scanned the stack of papers and gave a low whistle. “Scuttlebutt said you had a lot of paperwork, but damn. That wife of yours works you like a mule, huh?” He answered her with a chuckle, glancing towards the work of the day. “Yeah, I suppose so. I blame the councilors though. Bureaucrats can’t do anything without their hands being held, not even ordering new sets of armor. I can’t tell you how many requisitions forms I’ve signed this week for helmets alone.” He leaned back in his chair, huffing contentedly. “How about that Festival of Friendship in Canterlot? Are you and Cadence still planning on attending? I hear Princess Sparkle is planning on making it an international effort.” Starry walked about the room idly, settling in at the window looking out into the city. She filled her uniform well admittedly, Shining noted, before catching the unfaithful thought and dismissing it entirely. While an amusing prospect, he wasn’t going to waste a marriage with the girl of his dreams. Not that she seemed to indicate she minded the prospect though. Many meandering chats with his wife led to her hinting at the subject she was fine with a bit of flirting and infidelity, so long as he remembered who he gave a vow to…
“Sir?” Starry’s voice snapped him out of his memories and back to reality. She was leaning against the window now, arms folded against her lean frame. “Like I was saying, what was your plan for the Festival?”
“Ah! Well, while Cadence would be needed in a diplomatic function at least, someone needs to stay here to look after Flurry. Besides, I trust my old buddies in arms to hold down the security at the festival. I don’t remember training bad soldiers, and who would cause a commotion at a festival about making friends? Especially when you’ve got four Alicorns present? I’m sure she will be fine.” Starry wilted slightly at this news, trying to hide it. “Oh, so no days off for the hard worked Crystal Guards? I knew it was too good to be true.” She bounced off the window and began to walk out of the room, adding a sashay to her steps along the way. She was a pretty thing admittedly, even if she kept her hair at a length frankly skirting out of regulation. A grey mane complimented her coal skin, and amber eyes seemed to draw in the looks of others, even if they were guarded behind some half-moon glasses that made her cuter, rather than aged. And then of course she filled out the uniform well. Wide hips and generous thighs were a pleasing sight, even if she was a bit lacking in the breast department. A common trait of Pegasi, even Thestrals. Add in her short size, a full head and shoulders smaller than he was, and she was practically a walking doll.
She slipped out with a friendly goodbye for her nightly duties, leaving her commander to his thoughts in the suddenly quiet room. Her heels clicked quickly down the hall, and he leaned over in his chair to watch her depart. Her rear swayed to and fro, hidden in the dulled grey of her uniform. It reminded him of a pillow actually, though Shining chalked this thought up more to of his sleep deprivation then anything more substantial. He grunted as he stood up from his desk, gathered what few personal belongings he had at the desk, and left his office for the day. “Hmm, after a day like today I’ve earned a nice bath before bed. A cool swim in the pool, then a dip in the hot tub.” He grinned at the thought. The modern Olympic sized pool and recreation center Cadence had installed in the Crystal palace basement was a godsend frankly. It was one of the first things she had installed after the defeat of Sombra, and it helped to unwind after a long day. In fact, if he recalled properly, Flurry *may* have been conceived in the pool one wild winter night…
The trip to the basement pool was suitably uneventful. The night shift were customarily unseen but they still passed him by in pairs as trained, trading lazy salutes his way. A hardass might have given them extra duty for the sloppiness of the move, but years in the Guard informed him of the difference between being a hardass who cared for presentation, and a good officer who cared for the mission and troops. So he didn’t mind them being a tad informal. They weren’t on parade grounds after all. Besides the night guards, he spotted the occasional maid. Another innovation Cadence brought with her, was the invaluable Prench maid costume. Complete with frilly skirt, a tight bodice, soft chokers. Really now, he was convinced she liked the costumes just as much as any hot-blooded male would. Shining even caught a pair idly chatting in an alcove as he passed by, the duo wearing a set of fishnet stockings that went all the way up. Life was good in the Crystal Empire.
When he found himself eventually in the pool room, a wave of the cool, damp air was pressed into him. He shivered slightly, already beginning to disrobe as he made his way to the locker room, confirming the entire pool-hall was silent and empty. First off came the jacket, a leftover from his time as the Royal Guard Captain of Canterlot. Then the pants and so on, leaving the clothes neatly folded in front of his private locker. Before long, he was as naked as the day he was born, letting the goose bumps form as he rushed back to the cool water. When he dived in, the cold water snapped to his senses like shackles on every inch of his bare skin, immediately dispelling the fatigue he had accrued over the course of a very long day. And with that, Shining went through his routine. Lazy laps from one end of the pool to the other, letting his muscles work out their tension as his mind drifted and his eyes closed. Casting a spell to regulate his own skin temperature, he heated his skin to a pleasant warmth, like the kind one would get after a day of work outside. It really did beat any other method of relaxation honestly.
Well, almost any other method. His mind’s eye summoned up thoughts of Starry Night again, swapping out her uniform for any number of outfits. When he grew bored of clothing, it gave him scenarios. “I’m sorry Sir, I won’t fail you again~” He liked this one. She was standing in his office again, while he leaned against his desk to examine her. Her uniform was in severe disrepair, and she had clearly come here with certain intentions. Her pert breasts were almost exposed in holes through the uniform, her smooth coal skin visible through the damage. She neglected to wear underwear that day clearly. Her nipples poked through the fabric, straining the cloth. She was blushing furiously at him while he examined her, locking her eyes intently as he gazed over her body. “Totally unserviceable. Just how in Tartarus did you destroy your uniform this badly?” He asked her in a mocking tone, circling her and raking her body with his eyes. She pouted, and pulled at the torn blouse she wore, a button flying off with her tug. She glanced at him and grinned…
A splash in the water caused Shining to yelp in surprise, his hands instinctively curling into fists as he tried to assume a fighting stance while floating in the pool. He sped around, snapping his eyes to find the visitor in his little slice of heaven. There was no one standing near the entrance or sides of the pool. He couldn’t see anyone diving beneath the waterline either… He couldn’t have imagined it, could he?
As if to answer him, he felt a warm embrace from behind him, soft flesh digging into his back. A dark slender hand crept over his eyes, blinding him, while another hand tentatively gripped his now engorged length, kneading the skin and tugging gently. He felt the familiar touch of sharp teeth along the meat of his shoulder, a whisper teasing into his ear. “Hello, honey~”
It had been awhile since she last paid him a visit. She nipped playfully at his taut skin, the first touches of her narcotic venom slowly filtering through his excited bloodstream. When she first did this on the eve of their wedding night, he was totally terrified. But the results impressed him, and she was thrilled at how readily her elixir affected the stallion. “Miss me?” She tugged playfully on his member, letting her fingers slowly drag just the way he liked it. Shining smiled, relaxing his guard as Chrysalis the Changeling Queen practically melted into him.
How he came to this particular arrangement was an unusual circumstance. But being enthralled by a High Changeling is not a temporary thing. Twilight had done a good thing, helping him to break the mind-control she had placed upon him, but the effects were already long rooted into him now. “Royal Changeling Venom” had certain… notable side effects, when used. Depending on the intent of a Queen, the liquid could have a myriad of effects. In sufficient quantities, or distilled properly in the glands of a Queen, it could be lethal, or merely put someone into a long and dreamless sleep. Sometimes it can drive the drugged individual into a rage, breaking all physical restraints on the muscles and effectively destroying the self-preservation complex. Shining had even read in the months prior, it can be used to treat many modern diseases, resistant to mundane or magical cures. He counted himself lucky though. Chrysalis had merely shaped hers to benefit her most. She needed a hive now, and for that she needed both emotional love, and the seed to build it.
It was a wonderful feeling when he first felt the poison flow into him that first night, despite his terror. A sickeningly sweet feeling passed over him, causing every muscle to tense and flex erratically as it conducted it’s work, seeping into every inch and muscle of his body. Then came the heat. The lust. The maddening draw to her. When under the effects of that venom, Shining could and would have fucked anything that moved with a skirt. And Chrysalis was the only thing there, every single time. She rode him for hours, the aphrodisiac supercharging his body and production of semen. He still remembered every second of it, letting the pleasure wash over him as he pumped a seemingly endless amount of liquid into her. When she fell off of him, he didn’t even spare a second to mount her, driving himself to hilt into the writhing and moaning imposter in his bed. That day, he awoke in the morning tied up and bound to a bed. The first day she had conducted the switch. And he didn’t stop fucking her like a beast until after midnight, when the venom finally wore off…
He spun around in the water, letting the needy Queen press her lips to his. Their tongues wasted no time, fighting for dominance even as she placed his erect length between her thighs, grinding herself along the shaft. Her breathing was labored and short, panting for breath every time they split apart. He grinned at this encounter, and his horn flashed.
They stood now in the locker room, the cool air steaming from the sudden teleportation spell. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders, breaking another kiss to sink her teeth into the meat of his shoulders, her fangs injecting a full dosage of the wonderful drug into his bloodstream again. She really did need this badly if she used that much tonight. Again his muscles tensed and eased, the welcome narcotic seeping into it all. He broke away from her, looking desperately for a good spot before he lost control. A bench sat some distance away, inviting them with forgotten towels. Shining glared at her, the animal need already taking hold. Chrysalis laughed in her haughty manner and presented herself eagerly as she slowly walked to the bench. She was stunning and tall, a statuesque model of beauty and sexuality given form. She stood a head taller than he did, with bountiful curves. There wasn’t a single part of her that said immature or juvenile. Her thick hair fell down behind her shoulders, save for the strands she kept that shielded one of her lovely emerald eyes. Her breasts were large, exceeding any except the literal Goddesses that ruled Canterlot. Heaving and inviting on even the worst days, even her nipples were perfect. Her stomach while not flat or toned, was pleasantly lined enough to cuddle and pinch and caress. Her thighs and hips were gorgeously and generously proportioned, wide and thick enough to suit him. She was the perfect feminine specimen, and when she sat down at the bench, she presented her last perfect detail.
Her slender fingers teased her opening, gently peeling her entrance wide for him to see. Another finger kneaded her clitoris as a steady trickle leaked out of her. Shining took a lurching step forward on animal instinct, now fully won over by the drug. Then another. “Don’t make me wait all night Darling.” She whined, baring her fangs in a predatory smile that stretched from ear to ear. “Come and take me.”
Shining leapt at her, pinning her to the bench in a fervor as he violently planted his cockhead against her steamy entrance. Her breath caught in her throat as he slowly entered her, her pussy coiling and enveloping him as he pressed deeper into her, each inch seemingly taking hours to his lust-addled mind. She relented slowly, easing his girth inside her in little spurts of motion until he reached his thick medial ring, seemingly coming to a stop. Then with both of his hands gripping her shoulders, Shining pulled her closer, closing the last stretch until he hilted inside of her. Having been so long since she was dominated, Chrysalis’s juices fell down her legs and coated his balls as he violated her. A slight trickle of drool escaped her mouth until Shining filled that too, frantically seeking to ravish her, to lose themselves in the pleasure. Her moans were stifled, his tongue again playing with hers, his guttural grunts dominating the otherwise silent locker room.
Her muscles coiled around him and twisted, pulling at his member deeper inside until he pressed at the entrance to her womb, the wall stopping any advance. She loved every time that happened, always rewarding her with a mini-orgasm each time his brutish cock knocked on her womb. She spared a glance to his splendid cock, seeing the subtle bulge in her stomach as he filled her entirely. And then he pulled back slowly, letting it drag out again as he retreated, a slight pop as he passed his medial ring out of her sopping wet pussy, glistening and coated in her juices. Next came the cockhead, the flared tip remaining just barely inside her, the burning head exacerbating her need to be filled again. When he pressed inside this time, he did so faster, with more force, hilting himself again and knocking again on her womb and causing stars to explode in her eyes as a more powerful orgasm struck her. She clenched down tightly on him, her fingers pressing into his broad back, tiny pinpricks of blood emerging beneath her finely honed finger nails.
He continued the motions, adding speed and force with each new thrust. Each time, she groaned and whined when he hilted inside her, her excited trickle running into a tiny pool beneath their bench as he dominated her. Soon, the locker room was filled with the sounds of frantic, wet slapping as he pounded into her, and their combined grunts and moans of animal pleasure. Her tits heaved with every motion as she rode the wave of pleasure that came with being used, no, *bred* by her mate. Eventually her arms fell to the floor when Shining picked up the pace, kneeling over her as he fucked her in a fiery mating press. “I’m gonna, oh fuck yes! Keep right there!” She screamed as her most powerful orgasm tonight hit and his cock brushed against her womb, the first dollop of seed effortlessly pressing inside. Her convulsions brought the berserk Shining to his first climax of the night as well, his balls constricting as he released a thick load inside her, then another.
Chrysalis breathed a sigh of relief in the moment of silence, already feeling the swell of Shining’s seed inside her belly even has he caught his breath and started again. Already his balls were hard at work restoring his seed thanks to her venom, and he pumped inside her again, wasting no time or effort to fully bring himself and her to another welcome peak. When his cock had returned to full, he pulled himself out of her ruined pussy, letting his soaked member fall onto her belly. She could still see the telltale dribble of cum leaking of it, as he worked the rod into place between her perfect breasts, sliding it into place has he manhandled her tits around it. It was all Chrysalis could do to tilt her head down and open her mouth, letting her long and dexterous tongue flick across the tip and work his head as he roughly hammered away at her breasts.
Letting herself be used like that was beneath a Hive Queen, but there was no need to be proper and manipulative around him anymore, even when she struggled to take his wide flared cockhead into her waiting mouth, his length almost enveloped by her sizable tits. Each time, another tiny dollop of Shining’s seed ran down her tongue and down her throat as she hungrily sucked at what she could, letting the salty taste coat her tongue every time he pressed into her. Soon again, she could feel his member harden and constrict as Shining grunted in pleasure, coating her face and chest in a generous spray of his semen, staining her black skin with splotches of white.
Shining’s head and eyes rolled back in a soundless groan, and she wasted no time in lapping up the delicious fluid before it dried, eventually putting her tongue to tease some more out of his recovering length. His knees buckled and he sat on her stomach as she patiently worked his cock in and out of her mouth, sucking out the last of his shot while he recovered quickly. When his fists tightened hard so heard his knuckles crack, she braced herself for the inevitable next round. He dismounted her as he regained composure from the second explosive orgasm of his tonight, and placed his hands on her head in a daze, his strong fingers wrapping around her hair and skin in a vice like grip as he leveled his monstrous cock at her face. Chrysalis opened her mouth wide, letting her tongue loll out as he thrust inside her, pushing the head into her mouth. He couldn’t fit it all inside her sadly, but he could make do with her now, pumping her head furiously along the sensitive cockhead as her tongue danced along the length she could reach. She joined in, her own hands wrapping around the remainder of his length and pumping it hard as she was facefucked.
Shining groaned as he felt the wet burning heat of her mouth, her big green eyes never leaving his as she lapped and licked at his skin, her tongue wrapping and coiling around his length while she tugged gently at him. He began to bob her head slightly, her cheeks sucking in on the upstroke and slapping her expert tongue on his head on the downstroke as she took the lead. After a few rounds of this, she released him, letting the member rest on her head as she licked at the rest of the length even as her fingers continued to pump him along to the third orgasm of the night. When she was satisfied she had cleaned him off of their combined fluids thoroughly, she retreated began to tease his head with a series of delicate kisses and probing licks along his cock-slit, earning another groan from the dazed prince, while her fingers worked themselves into a frenzy. Just as he began to tighten up again, she stopped and withdrew, a mischievous grin on her face while Shining looked confused at her. She placed his hands on her jagged horn, wrapping his fingers tightly about her while she opened her mouth again to invite him for another round of face-fucking.
He didn’t need the invitation, as he rammed as much as he could into her throat, his head reaching into the tight end of her throat as he bucked his hips, and she started making ragged, choking half-gasps as he violated her throat. Shining would never have done this to his wife, but the Changeling seemed to like this treatment, even humming and grunting in pace with his frantic thrust as pained tears began to stream down from her tightly shut eyes. Eventually the force of his thrusts put him deeper inside her throat, almost halfway to hilt as she quivered from the pressure, even as she enjoyed every moment of it.
“Mm glckk, hnghhh mmph…” “Oh God! Fuck!, I’m going to…” Shining grunted out, as he pushed his cock deeper, to completely submerge it in tight, twisting, pony-flesh. He couldn’t help himself as he delicately pumped a few times an inch back and forth, fucking the her mouth like they both wanted, both needed. “SHIT!”He began to fire his load, gripping her horn in a furiously tight grip, even as his third hot stream burst into the woman’s throat. She quickly pulled off of him with a gasp, making his sticky, soaked cock flop onto her face. The second rope spewed from his cock at this time, laying a sticky splotch across her muzzle as he groaned like a wounded beast.
Rope after rope shot out in lopping spurts, laying three thick painted lines over her hair and face, before she took the still throbbing cock back into her mouth to suck the final three shots, and nurse the princes’s sensitive cockhead, as he slid to his knees from the intensity of his orgasm, to the drenched bench beneath them. As he tried to catch his breath, on, a panting Chrysalis sucked idly on his cock, cleaning it of any more semen and swallowing it. Before Shining could get ready again however, she smiled placed a finger on his forehead as her jagged and cum covered horn glowed with a swirl of emerald magic. Shining heard the door to the locker room open even as he began to black out and Chrysalis disappeared in a haze of steam and smoke…
