The moon cast its beams through the canopy as they neared home. The mountain peak was in view, and even stoic Sterling was moving with more pep in his step beside his partner. The same mare who had returned to her flirtation and teasing nature every night after they’d passed through the town that bore their name. The same mare who had spent the past few days working professionally and dutifully by his side during the days.

Try as he might, though, she wouldn’t talk about herself anymore, her tail was down, and she didn’t fly at that certain angle he’d come to miss. He sighed loudly.

“What’s wrong?Aren’t you excited to finally get back?”

“It’s not that. You’re so random again, it’s confusing.

“And,” Shadow looked at him raising and eyebrow beneath her helmet, “what’s wrong with that? I thought you only cared about regulations and rules,” she said from in front of him with a swish of her tail.

“Well, when on duty, yeah. But, we’ll be home soon and I don’t want you to be upset with me when we take the armor off and can relax.”

“Psh, why would I be upset with you, Sterling? You’re the most dutiful and honorable stallion I’ve ever been around. Just because you don’t think I’m cute,” she said pouting and remiding him of something he’d said in a dream a while ago that almost made him blush.

“Listen, when we’re on duty--”

“Hey, I see a gross little bug over there and I’m gonna eat it loudly, so you should just go ahead and not let me distract you from leading us home,” she turned and darted off the path and into the denser treeline.

He hummed to himself, getting thoughts of what he’d do to her at the pub, on the bartop with everypony watching for all he cared. The song was meaningless, but he focused on it to keep the thoughts at bay. When that didn’t work, he started reciting his favorite sports players stats until she returned.

She sucked air through her teeth when he was close enough. “Ah, nothing like crunchy, squishy bugs to hold a mare over. I can get you one or twelve, if you want. It’s allowed within regulations, you said so yourself a few days ago, remember?” She giggled and bumped her side to his with a clatter of shifting metal plates.

He hummed in agreement. “Yes. I do.”

“Then why don’t you remind me, exactly. I remember trying to be nice and share some dried crickets I’d saved from before we left, and what did you say, exactly?” she tapped her chin with her wing in thought.

“That snacking is permissible as long as it doesn’t interfere with the patrol,” he replied reluctantly. “Look, I get that I was a bit of a hard flank.”

“A bit? You flat out told me my grand mommy’s cricket chips were gross,” she looked at him with teary eyes. “That was so mean.”

“Look, I said I was sorry. I tried one and they were great, okay? I’ll tell your…” he looked at her and furrowed his brow. “Wait, you said you don’t really have parents, just the clan.”

Shadow hissed through clenched teeth and looked away from him. “Well, they were like my grandma. Hey, I’m gonna check ahead,” she took two steps and flew up, shouting back, “Don’t even think about checking me out,” her tail lowered for a moment. She peeked back as stopped, watching him stand still.

He didn’t move from his spot, so she returned and looked around, listening for any danger. “What? What’re you looking at?” His horn lit and he took his helmet off, moving quickly off the path into the treeline. He sat in a grassy area and looked into his helmet, his ears twitching when she followed. “Are you okay?”

He looked at her and dropped his helmet from his magic and stood up, looking at her intently. He moved to her with heavy steps; she stood still, unsure of what he was doing. She chirped when he wrapped his forelegs around her neck and hugged her with a nuzzle. He watched as her wings opened and flared at an angle like she’d have if she was landing.

She lifted a leg to return the hug, half heartedly, stiffening when he gently bit the back of her neck. He pulled her closer and she didn’t resist when he lit his horn and wrapped every strap and buckle on her armor at once with his magic. He could feel her trembling and with a focused thought, all the restraints on her armor came loose and it all fell around her.

She shivered at the sudden chill in the air and at the excitement of a warm stallion that might have finally lost his mind. He kissed her neck and gave playful nips as he went, stopping when she gave a gentle shove back to look at him. The look in his eyes was full of desire and passion, exactly what she’d hoped to have seen days ago.

“Why now?” she asked, moving closer and using her wings to wrap around him and unlatch a buckle on his chest plate.

“I have a reminder to myself, something to keep me going when I’m out of Canterlot.”

She slid the strap loose and his armor started to come off. “What’s that?”

He lifted her chin and brought his lips almost to hers. “A spell telling me when we’re in the borders of Canterlot, therefore we’re home now and off duty,” he glanced at the moon in the sky. She looked up and he pressed his lips to hers, flaring his magic to pull the rest of his armor off and cast it aside.

He wrapped a leg around her neck and pulled her to the ground, climbing on top of her. She felt a pressure and looked down, gasping at the huge brown and white mottled cock between them. She could smell his precum leaking out onto her barrel, and her first instinct was to lick his cock until he came.

He grunted and she looked up at him. His white coat and mane shone like an angel’s against the night sky, and she inhaled sharply. The pressure against her underbelly brought aa memory from their dream of him inside her and how great it felt. She leaned up, kissing him and wrapping her forelegs around his head.

He moved a bit and slid his cock down her body and then pressed it to her very wet entrance, waiting for a second before slipping just inside her. He smiled when she inhaled loudly, her tight walls stretching to fit his member as he slowly moved his hips to hers, they met. She giggled and wrapped her hind legs around his, pulling tightly.

“Uh, if you don’t let me move, we won’t get much done,” he told her while looking down between them.

“Why the rush?” she asked and bit her lip as she tightened her walls around him. “I don’t have anywhere to be, do you?” He shook his head and grunted as her inner walls massaged his length. “Then how about you make it up to me, all those regulations,” she scoffed and let his legs go.

He smiled and showed some teeth of his own. “Are you sure? I’ve got a lot to make up for, then.”

She couldn’t help but laugh out loud. “Yeah, stud. Show me what you--” she chirped again, in surprise and fear at his horn’s brightness, wrapping her in magic and holding her aloft.

He sat up and raised her up until her tits were at eye level with him, then he spun her over and pulled her close so he could inhale deeply her arousal. He moved slightly and heard her laugh when his cock struck her head, but he only cared about tasting her sweet nectar and let his tongue lap the moisture he’d help make from her hind lips.

He buried his tongue inside her and pressed his lips over her entire slit at first, chuckling deeply when she gasped and winked her clit against his teeth. She shuddered in his magical grip, spurring him on. Tugging her tail with his magic, Sterling felt her move her along his shaft faster and he had an idea. Using his magic, holding her in the air, he held the tension on her tail and leaned back from her body, a thick trail of saliva and pussy juice connecting them that dripped between her teats.

He concentrated on a temporary conjuration, creating a firm translucent dildo with a rounded top instead of a flair. Being made of his magic, he controlled every aspect of it within certain limits by his thoughts alone. He lined it above her exposed tunnel, looked down his body to the mare that had just let her lips leave his sheath and was reaching his medial ring. Just then, he plunged it into her while pulling the end of her tail up and to her back.

Shadow’s leathery wings opened fully and he felt her moaning along the length of his entire cock. She lifted her head and the cold air wasn’t as bad as he thought it was going to be, plus the sound of her fast chirping noises was quite funny to him. The moan she made when he started pistoning his construct in and out out of her like a jackhammer, not needing to worry about her bodily moisture, got her to reach toward the ground and brace herself against his thighs.

“S-sterling… buck… uh,” she moaned and whimpered. Her hind legs closed and curled to her body, giving better access and more permission for him to do what he wanted to her winking clit and tight snatch that made delightful squishing noises. Changing the shape of his constructed dildo, Sterling increased the girth and received louder moans from her.

He stood up while moving her away from him, focusing all his attention on the mare he held complete control over, looking down into her depths that were alit with magic and inhaled sharply, never having seen the inside of a mare in such a way. He moved her around in a slow turn and looked inside her from the side, pulling the dildo from her body and letting her wing flutter between his legs and tickle his balls.

Dipping his head down, he licked the nectar from her lips and pressed his tongue in her again. Knowing what might happen earlier, he was glad he moved to the side when she kicked a hind leg out.

“Oh, Sterling… careful, oh Sweet Night Mother’s stars above...” she grunted as his warm tongue, hot breath, and magic tugging her tail pressed under her dock peaked her. She arched her back and squeaked a steady noise in the same tone as her chirping. Tipping her into a normal standing position, he tried to lean into the stream of mare cum that left her body when she came, getting some into his mouth he happily swished between his teeth before swallowing the sweet musky aroma of his mare.

He lay on his back under the shuddering mare, her pussy still dripping and matting the fur on his neck as he lowered her down onto him. She opened her mouth, a greed hunger and desire to make her stallion cum in retribution filling her, demanding her to balance the scales to their equal pleasure.

His magic released her and the pressure on part of his mind, letting him concentrate on the feeling he was receiving from her lips sucking him into her, her tongue working his shaft, and the feeling of her hooves on his cutie marks, pulling him as deeply into her muzzle as he could go. She twisted her head side to side while bobbing along his length, standing over him now and not caring about anything else but getting him to release inside her muzzle and taste him like he’d tasted her.

He moaned through close lips and bucked his hips in a slow rhythm that brought a smile to the corners of her mouth. She stopped at his ring and sucked as he came in her mouth, filling her muzzle past pull and spilling back down his length faster than she could swallow, bringing a brighter sheen to his massive length that glistened in her Night Mother’s moonlight.

Finally done with her work on him, she licked her lips and gulped the last of the slimy, salty mixture from her mouth and turned around to look down on him with a sultry expression. “Yummy. I can get drunk off that saltiness, naughty stallion,” she leaned down to kiss him.

He laughed internally when her eyes widened and her cheeks bulged from the massive amount of her own fluids he’d pressed into her mouth that he’d managed to collect while she pleasured him. She swallowed before she realized what was happening and pushed back, standing up. She coughed and stuck her tongue out. “Gah, what the buck?!,” she looked at his belly his still rock hard cock, swallowed some of the sperm and her own juices left in her mouth, then grinned, baring her fangs. “Can you do it again?”

He smirked at her and spoke confidently. “I’m just getting started.”

He went on guard when she reared up and kicked her forehooves, landing with her legs beside his head, and narrowed her eyes. “Get up,” she told him and when he did, she leapt at him, flying over him and distracting him with a swipe of her tail across his face. He heard her land behind him and she swept his legs before he knew what was happening, sending him back down to his flank.

He felt her body weight on his lower belly and hind legs, holding him down. He looked down at her when she nuzzled his shaft and then used her tongue to and lick up and down his length clean his shaft from all his spilt seed.

He dropped his head to the ground and moaned loudly in a steady tone.

He felt her tongue tickling him where his cum had dribbled to while cumming in her mouth and he laughed, trying to stop her at first until she passed his sensitive belly and coated his barrel with her saliva. She licked his neck and was on top of him, showing him that she’d gotten a lot of cum on her when nuzzling his cock.

She rubbed it into her cheeks and, lastly, dragged a hoof through her mane. “Hm, do you like my mane still?” she asked, giggling at the aroused and excited look in his eyes. She giggled. “This is why I love bugs, they’re like you. They have a hard exterior, but they’re slimy and satisfying when you get to the warm insides. You taste so much better though,” she moved in and brought her lips nearly to his, then let her long tongue lap the speckles of cum from his cheek and across his face where it landed in a single motion..

She swallowed loudly and pressed her lips to his, letting her tongue dance with his inside his mouth. The salty taste of his essence was fresh in her breath, but when she mewled into his mouth he ignored the comeuppance he was receiving and gave in to her forceful tongue. Seconds passed in their heated exchange, hooves danced across one another’s bodies, and more than once his horn cast sparkles from excitement and lack of focus.

Finally, she broke the kiss, leaving him panting beneath her. He looked up at the mare with cum drying across her face and licked his lips. “Ready yet?”

He cocked her head, her smile faltering. “What? Are you seriously asking if I can go again?” she snickered and looked down. “I should ask you the same question, it hasn’t been long enough for you to recover, silly stallion.”

He nodded with a pout. “Yeah, if only I hadn’t cast a spell to fix that.” He grinned and picked her up off him with his magic, rolled to his hooves, and turned her away from him before letting her fall to the earth. He used his foreleg to lift her tail and inhaled her scent, his cock getting harder with each second that passed.

The pink nub came into view under his horn light, and he gently wrapped his magic around the area, massaging her clit and getting her to moan. He let her tail fall and smirked when she kept it where it was, well out of the way for him to enter her. Rearing up, he landed his chest on her croup.

Her legs buckled from the sudden weight and pleasure being teased out of her, but she stood under him and he heard her giggle breathily. “Finally, I’ve waited for this for… so long,” she said between moans. “So much better than a hoof,” she whimpered and he felt his pride soar.

Humping forward a couple times he hit his target and without any more preamble he plunged into her until his stifle smacked her dock with a sound that was akin to log cracking. The sound she made under him was more primal and feral. Her tufted ears swayed with her head as she whinnied happily and nickered.

He pulled back, his cock chilling from the steaming heat of her body until he was almost out, then he started pounding into her, their bodies moving forward a couple steps each time his body met hers as his size and weight on her overpowered her efforts to plant her forehooves in the ground and take what he was doing to her.

She stopped making sensical noises, the sounds she made were moans and nickers at this point, she was lost to the moment and he could feel her pussy walls undulating around his cock. He felt himself reaching his orgasm, then he looked at her ears, down her mane, and then to a spot that felt right for him to bite onto, so he did.

When his teeth latched onto her mane and pulled at her hair she chirped several times in a row, throwing her head back and moaning loudly as she pushed back against him, the waves of her orgasm spurring him on past his limit. He groaned and with a final thrust that took her forelegs out from under her and sent them both to the ground, he came in her.

Seconds passed for him, lost in the thrusting he was doing until he collapsed onto her back, chuckling as they both panted loudly.

“Can you get off me, you crazy jerk?” he heard her moan. He planted his hooves on the ground and stood up, he then took two steps back and shuddered when he left her body. The cold air against his receding length, the deluge of fluids that left her prone body, the aroma of his mare mixed with his musk that covered them both.

He sighed in relief, moved beside her, and leaned down, kissing her cheek chastely. “You okay?”

She dragged a hoof from under herself, looking at their mixed essences glistening in the moonlight and pressed her hoof to her chest, over her heart in a thestral prayer to their bonding that he didn’t see. “Too tired to talk, to orgasmic to care,” answered weakly a few seconds later and let her foreleg fall to the ground.

Lifting his head, he lit his horn and in under a minute he had set up a firepit and was bringing over wood ready to be lit. “You are just adorable after you get ravaged by a real stallion, aren’t you?” he lit the fire with several sparks and returned nuzzle into the mane of the exhausted mare.

She turned over to face him and the firelight danced in her catlike eyes as she finally spoke in heavy breaths. “That… was the best rutting I’ve ever had in my whole life..”

He lay his head onto her neck and breathed in their scent. “Want one more?” he asked teasingly and let his forehoof trace along her body.

He laughed when she started to crawl away in a hurry. “No more! I can’t take another round, keep your magic off me,” she giggled and didn’t resist when he climbed over her and held her still with his weight. “But, maybe I could try,” she said weakly, implying she’d try just for him.

He kissed her gently, smelling them both in her breath, then he shook his head and slid off her, the warm fire near them both made a perfect moment for them both to drift off into sleep. “In the morning, maybe. Right now, though...” they nuzzled and didn’t have to say another word to convey their meaning, feelings, or desires as sleep took them into its warm embrace.

Author's Note

Finally, the culmiation is complete and I actually quite enjoyed this little commission. It was cute, flirty, fun, and sensual as well as awesome!

Thanks for reading and keep an eye out for more in the future.