Tower-Top

by BlueFin

Rating: mature
Tags: Slice of Life, Sex, Anthro, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Romance, Original Character, Porn
Length: 4461

Princess Evening Star and her bodyguard Aten are in search of finding something unique for their first Gala together. A trip to the mare's personal tower should do the trick...

As a princess, Evening Star is expected to attend a majority of the large events that are held in Canterlot Castle annually-one example being the Grand Galloping Gala. ...Yeah, she doesn't do that this year, instead deciding to spend the long awaited night with her personal bodyguard (and secret lover) Aten. And what a night it becomes...

Contains: M/F, Strip teasing, hot dogging, large endowments, double penetration, and other things I may have forgot oop

Side Note: This story occurs in the same time frame as this one: Nights with a Royal, although reading it is not required to understand the content, but you can if you want to!

Published 2019-10-16 15:40:01 UTC
Last updated 2019-10-16 15:40:01 UTC

"Peak"

In the dimly lit hallways of Canterlot Castle, a couple walked side by side down the rug covered path towards a door. This, however, was not a usual couple. This pair were a secret-at least, that’s what they wanted to be...for now. The mare, one Princess Evening Star, whirled in front of her partner/bodyguard, gently grasping his clawed hands to get him to stop. “This is it, Aten! Our first Grand Galloping Gala together. Isn’t that exciting?”

The tall, muscular, dark skinned changeling dragon hybrid stared down at her with an amused glint in his teal eyes. "It would be more exciting if we were going to be in the ballroom with everyone else. It'd be a nice change from seeing all of the same faces day in and day out."

The purple furred bat pony snorted, ruffling her large wings as she batted her eyelashes at him. "Don't you mean, 'night in and night out'? I rarely see you during the day time, besides breakfast, of course."

Aten shrugged his shoulders, the plates on his armor rubbing against each other. "I have other duties besides attending to you and your sister, your Highness. Your mother enjoys keeping me busy."

Evening huffed, letting go of his hands to cross her arms over her chest and pout dramatically. "Taking more of my time to spend with you, now is she? Well I'm glad she's focused on making sure all of the guests that crash here tonight don't get nightmares in their drunken stupors. Why does Aunt Tia allow them to drink so much, anyways?"

The hybrid gave her a look. "It's a party, of course there's going to be enough drinks to supply a small army. And perhaps it's also to deter any uprisings. It's hard to fight against a ruler who gives you all the sweet bubbly you can force down your throat, hmm?"

Well, it made sense. "I guess."

Aten sighed while he looked her over, taking note of the sequin covered gold dress-which matched her curious eyes- that adorned her frame and trailed behind her on the floor. "It's a shame that such a beautiful dress had to go to waste on a night like tonight. No one is going to see it."

"But someone is seeing it," Eve protested. "You."

The guard attempted to conceal his surprised blush, but failed, hints of green dusting his black, scaly skin. “Well, when you put it that way...you look gorgeous, Evening.”

She beamed, grabbing his hands again and pulling him towards her. “Thank you. Now hurry up! The firework show is about to start!”

Aten sighed and shook his head, but quickened his steps as the mare more or less dragged him down the rest of the hallway, helping her push the door open to one of the castle’s many balconies. “Fireworks? With your sensitive ears? You’d think you’d be hiding underneath the castle with all those explosions.”

Evening stuck her tongue out at him before turning to face the starry sky. “I can handle fireworks, you winged dog. It’s sudden noises that bother me.” Right on cue, a firework erupted into a scattering ball of color and light, unintentionally startling the princess and sending her subconsciously barreling into her guard’s arms, to which he simply held her until her pinprick sized pupils and on end fur settled down. “S-see what I mean?”

He chuckled before twirling her around so her back was to his front, gently resting his palms on her shoulders. "I can see that. Don't worry, your Highness. I'll protect you from the big, bad, scary fireworks." Smirking as he watched her already rosy cheeks go full on red while a fuming frown pulled at her lips, he plopped his chin on the top of her curled grey and blue mane, long tail starting to wag. "You know, for having so many perches set up all around the grounds, you make for a pretty good one yourself."

The princess sputtered, at a loss for what to say, having to settle for an annoyed grumble. The two soon fell silent, watching each firework that was launched shed its florescent light over everything below it for a second or two before fizzling out into a small cloud of smoke. “It’s pretty,” she finally murmured.

Aten agreed with a hum. “It’s mediocre. This is no match for the show on the Fourth of July. The castle walls shake with those fireworks.”

Evening grimaced. “All the more reason why I stay inside my tower for that one.” There was a pause, and then her ears perked. “Come to think of it, you’ve never been to my tower, have you?”

“I believe not. Why do you ask?”

A bright smile burst onto the mare’s face, almost teetering into an overly excited sort of grin. “No reason… let’s go!”

The sound of wings flapping filled the otherwise still and quiet air as the two gracefully landed on the small balcony outside of Evening’s bedroom. Well, Aten landed gracefully. Evening herself nearly crashed into the structure, having to grab onto the banister to keep herself steady. Her guard snorted.

“I’m surprised you still haven’t gotten the hang of landing down yet. How long has it been, ten years?”

The princess wasn’t amused. “Hey! You try spending more than half of the day hanging upside down and all of the blood rushes down to your head! You’d feel disoriented sometimes too.”

“I’m kidding with you, Eve.”

She huffed, shaking her head. “I don’t know what to do with you anymore.”

Aten chuckled. “Well you’d be doing a lot of things without me, so there’s that. ...So, what did you want to show me?”

“Oh, right!” She moved past him to open the large glass bay doors that led to the dark room. Spinning around to face him, her wings spread open in a graceful flourish. “Ta da! Welcome to my humble abode!”

The space was dark-as expected- yet also relatively small, at least when compared to the many guest rooms in the castle halls. A golden colored bar with chains hung from the ceiling to serve as a perch, just over the batpony’s moonlight bathed star themed bed. Besides that, not much else filled the area besides the princess essentials: a vanity, wardrobe and full sized mirror that stood off in the corner. Oh, and pillows. Lots of pillows. “Soo, what do you think?”

Aten hummed, glancing around before letting his gaze rest on her. “It’s… nice. I have two questions though.”

Her eyes lit up. “Shoot!”

“One, where do you go to the restroom? I don’t see any stairs or other doors anywhere.” His face began to pale when she pointed behind him, back to where they came from. A few seconds passed before a giggling snort erupted from her, wiping away a stray tear that had sprung into the corner of her eye.

“I’m joking, Ten! There’s another window below us that leads to a bathroom. And if you don’t want to fly, a ladder is under the floorboards and you can drop right in. It’s very convenient for rainy nights.” She stopped then, ears slicking back when the realization hit her. She already knew what the second question was going to be. “And...the second one?”

The look in his eyes was serious. “Why am I here?”

A blush, bright and burning, dusted the princess’ cheeks. “Ah-hah, well you’re my guard, right? Gotta stick with me wherever I go...it’s kinda your duty?”

The hybrid wasn’t buying it. “No, I don’t think that’s the reason.” Stepping closer, he hooked a finger underneath her chin, pushing it upwards so their eyes locked onto each other. “You want to take this further, don’t you?”

Try she did to look away, to advert her gaze onto something else, but his stare (and their height difference) made it impossible. With a sigh, she buckled down and nodded. “Yeah, I do. I know what we have is usually frowned upon, and I should be paired off with the richest stallion in Saddle Arabia or something, but… I lo-like you, Aten. You’re the only one who I’ve known that gets me, you know?”

A hum rumbled in his throat as he rose back to his full height, giving her an expression that was hard to decipher. Finally a clicking sound reached her ears, looking down to find that he was untying the straps that held his attire snug to his body, silvery chestplate and pauldrons that covered his shoulders falling to the floor with a clank. The fur on her neck stood up in shock. “Ten, what are you-”

“I’d like to play a little game with you, your Highness. I’ll tell you to do some things, and you’ll follow them. Kind of like Simon Says. Sound fair?”

Evening wasn’t sure what to make of that. “What if I mess up?”

Aten smiled, working on removing the boots that encapsulated his hooves. “You won’t, don’t worry. I’ll make sure of it. What do you say? Shall we get started?”

Well, she was always fond of games...and playing one with him should be fun, right? Now that she was thinking about it, the pieces were starting to click into place. This was his way of giving her what she was craving for, and if that was the case, then game on. “Let’s do it.”

“Wonderful.” Now freed of his shirt that concealed his toned, rippling muscles, he looked her up and down before pointing to her dress. “Strip.”

Cutting straight to the chase, were we? Alright. The mare slowly turned as she worked the glittery thing off of her body, the fabric cascading down her curves until it pooled onto the floor in a puddle of gold folds. Stepping out of it, she intently leaned down to unbuckle her heels, unashamedly showing off her her smooth thighs and round rear, long tail just barely covering her black panties. A glance over her shoulder gave her an enticing visual of the stallion also rid of everything on him save for his boxers. Have to save the best for last, of course. Her nimble fingers started to fiddle with the hooks on her bra when the presence of the tall figure now right behind her made her pause, fearing that she already did something wrong as her heart picked up speed. "S-sorry! I didn't kn-"

"Relax, Eve. You didn't do anything wrong. Here, let me." Her skin tingled at the sensation of his wings brushing against hers as he used them to release her breasts from their confinement, tossing the garment aside once her arms slid out of the straps. The question came softly, almost in a whisper: "May I touch you?"

Um, yes please. Evening, bobbing her head in a nod, wasn't sure why he needed to ask her that since they were already miles down the rabbit hole, but then it became clear. Even if he was in charge of the "game", he wasn't going to do anything that she didn't want to participate in. How considerate of him. A shudder wracked her shoulders when warmth suddenly surged against her sides, just under her tits. It stayed there as the stallion rubbed his fingertips deeper into her flesh, then inched upwards to the hanging ovals, kneading into them gently.

Her eyes fluttered shut at the slow, light brushes across her already hardened nipples, tail thrashing when one was squeezed in between two of his fingers and twisted and twirled for a few seconds before tending to the other. Before she could get used to the wonderful feeling of her love bags getting attention, the touch began to move downward, gliding along her soft, curvy hips like a puck on ice. Even though it was a simple, common move-one that she did many times when trying on new outfits in front of the mirror- to feel it from hands other than her own made her feel...attractive, feminine. Loved, even. How was he so good at this?

Aten's body pressed against hers as he pulled her closer, nuzzling at one of her ears before leaning down and kissing her on the cheek. "I thought you were beautiful in the dress, but you're even more so without it, Princess."

She could feel the heat boiling behind her face at hearing that, lips drawing back in a playful smirk. "So your saying I should go around like this more often?"

His wings stiffened at the mental image of her sauntering down the halls in nothing but a thong, heart furiously thumping hard within his chest. "Well...I don't think your mother would approve, but I could get behind that. Although, maybe let's just keep it here. The fewer eyes latched onto your beauty the better."

"Hmm, maybe you're right. It's a shame though. It would make my morning routine so much easier.” She grinned from feeling his grip get tighter, listening to the growl that stirred in him when he started kissing down the side of her face and neck, stopping just before the curve that connected it to her shoulder. While the teasing was nice, she was ready to start getting her hands dirty-in more ways than one. “What’s my next command, Master?”

The hybrid’s ears perked at the word, finally drawing back to spin her around. “Well, since you asked…” He pointed towards the painfully obvious tent in his boxers. “This could use some attention. Mind giving me a hand with it?”

Evening’s pupils dilated as she glanced downward, heart skipping a beat. Here we go… Her hands trembled slightly as they got closer-wait. She had an idea. Dropping to her knees, the princess carefully took the end of one leg of the garment in between her teeth and pulled, then went to the other, going back and forth until the base of his shaft was visible. Then she lifted her head, taking ahold of the waistband and tugged it down to his ankles, letting him step out of them before dropping it at his hooves. All the while, she forced herself to not look up at the bobbing stallionhood just inches from her head, as to not ruin the surprise. She needed permission first.

Aten, for one, was stunned at the display, feeling even more turned on than before. Though it took him a few seconds to realize what she was doing with her gaze directed squarely on the floor, wings pressed close to her body. “It’s ok. You can look up.”

Slowly the mare’s eyes lifted, and...huh. Well… Her head tilted from one side to the other, biting at her lower lip. Was it bad to feel a bit...underwhelmed? The jet black prick’s medial ring was easily as thick as her wrist, veins adorning the shiny shaft’s surface as blood rushed towards the greenish blue tapered head, but that was it. Most mares or stallions would be shoving the thing down their hungry gullets at this point, but Evening… maybe she was too spoiled. “Um…”

The male gave her a look. He knew what was turning in her mind. “What’s wrong?”

Her face flushed for the countless time, now allowing warmth to trickle up to her ears. This is embarrassing… “Er, no offense to you, Aten, but… Since your part changeling and all, I thought you’d have some sort of weird addition to your...parts. Like barbs or an extra head or something like that. I may have gotten my hopes up.”

Aten’s eyes narrowed, though in interest instead of anger. This was new. “Sorry to disappoint you, your Highness. My genes unfortunately didn’t carry that sort of trait. However…” His horns glowed faintly, casting a small cloud to cover himself as his magic did its work, swirling and twisting around and around. With a grunt, the puff of water vapor vanished into thin air, revealing what caused the patiently waiting princess to squirm, golden eyes aglow.

A second shaft sat on top of the first, this one slimmer and shorter than the behemoth underneath it, its head round and bulb like rather than tapered. One of his hands slid down to hold onto it, giving it an experimental stroke, only to nearly curl in on himself from the electricity firing up his veins. Ok, so it was way more sensitive than he anticipated, note taken. With a hopeful expression, he glanced over to Eve. "Is this better?"

She nodded excitedly, tail moving on its own in a wag before she clamped it in between her legs. "Y-yeah! What now?"

There came that oh so alluring smirk. "Now, I think it would be a good time to give them a test run, don't you?" Pointing to her breasts, he made a pushing motion with his hands, which she mimicked, squishing the warm, jiggly jugs together the best she could, the flesh spilling past her fingers. Letting out a yelp when he suddenly leaned over and something hot splashed onto the supple sacks, her wings fluttered at the sight of crystal clear saliva draining down into the dark cavern of her cleavage. Not the most practical lube, but she was too far gone to care at this point, the need to serve burning in her core(and her loins).

A sharp gasp escaped from the first thrust after he had lined up, the crack between her boobs opening wide enough to allow both cocks to glide up effortlessly, twin heads peeking out the other side for a second or two before disappearing again, the cycle repeating over and over. She could feel her nipples stiffening against her palms, throbbing in time with the slaps from his balls into her toned belly.

His guttural groans coaxed her to move along with his shafts, going down when he pushed up and vise versa when he pulled back. Occasionally he would stop to catch his breath, leaving a perfect opening for her to dip her head and tease the drooling tips with playful kisses and licks, earning strong twitches and throbs from them, spurring the guard to keep going until that slick gap was made even wetter by his thick, glistening globs of pre. He could have spent the rest of the night drilling into those pillowy breasts, but his primal instincts were nagging at him that there was somewhere else that needed a good rutting. With a sigh, he reluctantly pulled away, nodding once at the mare's eager face, letting his horns light up once more. "I believe it's time, Princess."

Evening had her swamped panties off in seconds flat, the smell of her excitement permeating the air, as well as sending a new surge of sexual energy to the dicks, standing at full mast and ready for action. She watched in awe as two condoms then popped into existence, unrolling themselves until they were snug and secure on both pricks, smooth and shiny from the lube they were coated with. How Aten was able to figure out the exact sizes he needed out of the blue was beyond her, but questions weren't important now. Getting those cocks into her was. "I'm ready when you are."

He was definitely ready, but he had one more order to give her first, letting her readjust so she was on both her hands and knees. "Now close your eyes."

Evening's eyelids lowered but didn't close all the way, feeling a flicker of concern for the first time that night. It's not that she didn't trust Aten-she trusted him with her life- but switching gears made her genuinely worried. What if he was too rough? Too gentle? "Ten…"

"Please."

The mare grunted in frustration, but did as she was told. She was confused after the first few seconds of nothing happening, but then...ooh. Oh. He was...he was binding her wings. Panic seeped in her expression when she reopened her eyes, finding him smiling smugly at her.

"Just to make sure my raven doesn't fly away from me."

He made a gesture for her to turn around, which she eagerly followed, hiking her tail up for emphasis. An eyebrow raised when he saw the bejeweled plug nestled comfortably in between her ass cheeks, feeling her squirm when he gently tugged at it. "Someone's been waiting for this, huh?"

The princess blushed, biting her lip while she sunk her upper half deeper into the soft cushion of the bed after guiding him towards it. "Maybe… That's why I asked about the whole anatomy thing. I don't want a cherry popping and be done with it. I want all of it to be taken, to be used."

Aten could feel himself twitch at her words, a possessive growl rumbling in his chest as he eased the plug out, dropping it to the floor and digging his claws into her bare shoulders while he mounted her from behind. His voice was low as he said: "Ask and you shall receive." The first few attempts at entering both holes at the same time were a flop, what with one prick parting the opening and not the other, or one missing completely and getting a hiss from the mare below. He wasn't used to having an extra appendage, but soon a chance push earned him a shuddering inhale and a full body shiver. He had landed it home.

"Mph...oh, oh! A-Ateennn…" For all intents of the word, Evening was starstruck, mouth hanging open as she panted like a dog in the summer sun. That sensation of being stretched-from both ends- was simply mind boggling, and her wings ruffled in a weak attempt to break free from the ribbon that kept them together. Each rocking snap from his hips drove the cocks in a little deeper into their respective confines, the larger one obviously having an advantage over the smaller, being slathered in her tight cunt's slick juices. Even still, the shorter shaft filled her ass beautifully as it worked back and forth in the tight tunnel. More, more was her body's cry as they pistoned in and out, scraping at her walls while she quivered in delight.

The slow, steady pace soon exploded into a frenzy of feverish thrusts as Aten lost himself for a second, his own wings flapping furiously as he claimed his mare with vengeance, plowing into her like she was going to disappear in his hands at any moment. Sweat poured from his scales onto the floor-as well onto the already drenched royal being writhing in his hold. The seed churning in his nuts sloshed with every battering slam against her smooth thighs, the friction lighting up even more nerves until he could barely think straight. A sudden painful twinge to the back of his neck was the signal: he needed to stop.

The moan that slipped from her lips was nearly enough to get him to go back in and finish the job as he backed up, members gliding out with wet pops, but he held his ground, sitting down in the defeat. Evening's head swiveled back to look at him upon hearing the noise, a frown on her lips as she wandered over to him with concern. "Hey, you ok?"

He nodded, though his face was downcast as he rubbed at his neck. "Sorry, Eve. I think I pulled a muscle. I'll be fine, but I don't want to risk straining anything else. My sincerest apologies, your Grace."

She watched him for a few seconds before kissing the tip of his muzzle, beaming at his confused expression. "Awe, Ten. It's ok. Your well being is more important than my needs. Although, if I may…" She gently pushed at his chest, having him lay on his back while she worked on getting the ribbon off, passing a couple of pillows to him to cushion his head-the one on top of his body. Wings now freed, she hovered above him before landing in just the right spot so that the still hard erections easily reentered her well used holes, snugly settling in with an unflattering squelch. Looking over her shoulder, she gave him a wink before resting her hands on his firm calves. "Mind if I handle this?"

"Go for it." It didn't take terribly long for the final strings of them holding on to be cut-a few well timed bounces and bobs on the pricks made sure of that- but it sure felt good when they broke. The hybrid's cry was filled with bliss as he let go first, pulsing cocks spraying their loads all into the sleeves that covered them while still being caressed by squeezing, groping walls that refused to let go. The princess, on the other hand, needed just a little more...there we go. Her heat flowed out of any space that it could find, leaving a majority of it dribbling onto her guard's spent ballsack and thighs, softly sighing as she slowly eased herself off of the retreating stallionhoods, tiredly clambering onto the bed to grab a couple pillows for herself as well as a fuzzy blanket to huddle under. When she came back, she found that the condoms had vanished, but something else hadn't, causing her eyes to widen. "Uh, Aten? How do I put this...your 'new guy' is still there…"

The stallion was barely awake at this point, but managed to make out what she said-the last part at least. Peering down, there it was. The smaller shaft pressed into the one below it as they both steadily slinked back into his sheath. Well...he had seen worse. "Huh. So I may have gotten the temporary and permanent addition spells mixed up. Whoops."

Evening huffed as she threw the blanket onto him, shaking her head while she snuggled against his side once she was comfortable. "You did it on purpose, didn't you? Naughty guard."

He chuckled, pulling her closer to kiss her forehead. "Only for my equally naughty princess." There was a pause before he gave her a look. "Do you think your mother will find out about my dreams if I don't fall asleep?"

She blinked, cocking her head. That's a weird question. "I don't think so...why?"

"No reason…"

Author's Note

I'll be honest, I had a good deal of trouble with this one, especially considering that it was supposed to be out in September :twilightoops: Time sure likes to slip by when you don't want it to! While I am pleased with the output, it did help me learn that sometimes taking a break from a project is needed to give your mind a rest and work on other things. The ol' idea noggin needs some R&R too! Anyways,

Thanks for Reading! If you have any questions or suggestions for future fics, feel free to let me know. Until next time!