Lady Estire Eveblossom strode down the hallway adjacent to the ballroom, humming along to the muffled waltz playing on the other side. She was a rather odd sight at the gala; rather than the elaborate wired dresses, copious makeup, and fanciful hats that were so common amongst the four-legged nobility, she wore body jewelry. Dainty silver chains that were laid out over her grey skin, studded with blood-red garnets that blended with her eyes. All of the chains flowed up to her neck, where they were anchored to a grey and silver choker. With the jewelry wrapped around her soft and feminine body, it helped her beauty and assets *pop*.
She was honored to be among the few vampires attending the event. Most of her kind were slow to change and embrace new ideas. Estire, by moving to Equestria and adopting a very pony outlook on the issue of clothing, had become something of a radical among the Night’s Court. She, on the other hand, thought they were doddering and dated prudes holding onto old standards that even humans were now discarding.
Idly grooming her hair with a claw, she stepped through an open doorway and into the great hall of the party. Here, ponies, humans, griffons, and other assorted sapients went about their business, socializing and enjoying the spectacle of the Gala. Her heart fluttered as man, woman, mare and stallion, alike turned to gaze at her beauty.
She couldn’t hide her broad smile as she gracefully sashayed to the refreshment table. Plucking a glass of Solaia from the table, she took a sip. Satisfied with the flavor, she then plucked a chocolate-coated strawberry from a nearby platter to nibble on as she took off into the crowd.
In all truth, she had not come to the Gala just to look good and to enjoy the sights. No, she was here to meet a very special stallion. A stallion who not only had the courage to try and court her, but who had also teased her with a riddle as to his whereabouts at the Gala. She couldn’t let him go home empty-handed after all of that effort.
Rounding the corner, she came to an open pavilion that led out and into the gardens. Here there were a large number of guards, soldiers, and other militants serving Equestria. If there was anyplace she was going to find her admirer, this would be it.
“Lady Eveblossom! So kind of you to join us!” a husky female voice to her left called.
Turning her head, Estire saw that Tempest Shadow had trotted up beside her, clad in an elaborate set of fluted plate.
“Ah, Tempest, I’m glad to see you as well. Though, I’m afraid my visit isn’t entirely for the sake of small talk,” Estire replied. Squatting down to meet Tempest’s eyes on her level.
“Oh, what’s got you cantering out here then? Searching for somepony?”
“As a matter of fact, yes. A secret admirer, they slipped me a note this morning.”
Tempest’s brow furrowed as she narrowed out the stallions or mares brave enough to leave the vampire a love letter. “Are you looking for Flash Magnus?” Her face briefly curled in disgust.
“So my assumption was correct; how did you know, Tempest?”
The unicorn shrugged her shoulders. “He’s the only stallion I know of that’s stared at your flank and didn’t cower whenever you stared back.” She looked around to check if anypony was listening before leaning in close. “Plus, I caught him practicing with his spear when he thought he was alone. And he tried to make me cosplay as a vampire in the bedroom when were dating”
Eveblossom’s cheeks flushed. It had been a decade since Equuis and Earth merged. Yet, to have a stallion already seeking her affection charged her blood. It still felt far too soon for this all to be happening. “Do you know where he is? I’d like to hear his admiration in person.”
“He’s further in the gardens. Wanted a private space for the two of you to get to know one another; especially after I told him you were looking to cut loose,” Tempest accentuated, wiggling her eyebrows. ”I figured that might keep him from begging to get back with me for a while.”
“What?”
“Nothing.”
A distinct tingle raced through Lady Estire’s folds, her cheeks flushing with more blood as her fangs dug into her lip. “Tempest! Did you really need to tell him that I wanted to fuck him?”
“He always thought you were going to fuck him, I just clarified it. It’s a fair judgment,” Fizzle chuckled.
“Why the nerve of you! It’s not polite to talk about me in such a way,” Estire hissed in indignation.
Tempest sighed. “Eve, simmer down. I know it’s a big culture shift and you’re still getting used to it, but talking about sex isn’t something to be embarrassed about. Since coming here, you’ve joined the rest of us in the buff, and Luna knows just how many partners you’ve tangled hips with. I’m pretty sure every human man in Canterlot, and half of the guard, has busted a nut inside you at some point,”
Feeling the tingle in her lower lips intensify, Estire’s heart sank in her chest as she narrowed her eyes at Tempest. She loved it when her pride was stroked, it was a trait shared by almost all vampires. “You’re trying to get me aroused.”
The corners of Tempest’s mouth pulled up into a smug grin. “Maybe, do you want me to stop?”
Eveblossom stared down at her chest, butterflies fluttering in her stomach. “No, it’s nice.”
“Then you’ve nothing to fear.. You’re a healthy, ‘young’ vampiress with a sex-drive to match. If you can savage a stallion in public as you did Flash Sentry, then you shouldn’t be blushy over talking about fucking. So why don’t you take all that fancy jewelry off, stroll into that garden, and show just how much you appreciate Flash Magnus for being so smitten with you? For my sake if not your own.”
Breathing heavily, Estire could feel the heat spreading throughout her body as she imagined that toned, muscular pegasus laid out upon the grass. His legs were spread wide to reveal his glistening equine length and bulging sack. A proper wetness flowed between her legs as she reminisced on the thick, heady musk of stallioncock. “You make a compelling argument Tempest; I guess it is silly for me to still be holding onto that custom.”
“Hey I get it, you’re undoing centuries of conditioning, Love. Won’t all come loose in a day,” Tempest reassured, leaning over to nuzzle Eveblossom’s chest.
“Thank you, will you be available tonight if I wear him out?” she propositioned, embracing the mare in a hug as she scratched her poll.
“Sure thing; you know where to find me. Good luck, I’ve got some other ponies to meet up with.” And with that, Tempest pulled free of Estire’s embrace and made her way deeper into the party, leaving the vampiress alone with a crowd of whispering ponies around her. Laughing nervously, Estire scurried away with preternatural speed, moving deeper into the gardens for her flashy little knight.
Now well out of earshot, she allowed herself a moment to calm down as she ducked behind a thick hedge of arborvitae. The heat in her belly had grown considerably, and even the fine body jewelry she was wearing was starting to feel suffocating. Reaching up to her choker, she undid the strap and unbuckled the chains. Letting gravity pull the whole thing loose before she pulled it off. Leaving her bare to the world, without an accessory on her body.
Balling the fine metal into a single hand, she welled magic into her free hand before concentrating it into her fingers for a loud snap. A blood-red and black portal appeared on the grass before her as a gargoyle wearing only an elaborate loincloth sprung forth from it, landing before her with his wings spread wide.
“Mistress Eveblossom, why have you cal- oh. Do you need any help, or relief?” The stone-born creation asked as he reached out to grasp the bundle of jewelry from her outstretched hand.
“Not at this moment, Irog. Just place this back in my room and cancel my meeting with Ambassador Rockfurrow next eventide.”
“As you wish Mistress; do you require anything else?” The granite-colored gargoyle inquired, opening a satchel on the side of his hip and dropping the silver into it.
“Go out and enjoy yourself; my treat. If anyone asks about your ticket, just let them know I sent you. Oh, and take my wine back to the servers, would you?”
Irog stared off in the distance for a moment, jaw loosely moving as he tried to figure out something to say. Then he swooped in and scooped the naked vampiress into a crushing hug, quickly disarming her of the wine glass before he did so. “Oh thank you!”
“You’re welcome. That cute Dökkálfar you were checking out the other week is alone in the ballroom, if you want to go and have some fun,” Estire wheezed, trying to ignore the creaking in her ribcage.
The effect was immediate as the gargoyle dropped her and took off with a single flap of his wings. She was alone as she braced against the grass on all fours, sucking in great mouthfuls of air. She began to laugh, the stresses of previous nights melting away as she slowly picked herself up and continued her trek into the garden. The dopey smile on her face was impossible to suppress at this point, her fangs bared to the world without a care.
Her nose twitched as she caught wind of an equine scent, mixed with a small amount of feather-musk that was common amongst pegasi. Swiveling her head, she followed that scent as it became stronger and stronger until she breached the entrance to a secluded grotto. Lined with hedges and studded with a few small trees. There, lying against a trunk and surrounded by red dahlias was Flash Magnus himself.
While she had seen the pegasus up close before, she hadn’t remembered just how built the Element of Bravery was. Muscles bulged out across the entirety of his body, as though he had been sculpted from marble.. His short coat and downy body feathers looked comfortable and soft, to say nothing of how they actually felt.
Between his legs hung a pillar of masculinity. Cloaked in dark skin and resting atop a taut pouch of kingly orbs. Just the barest hint of its smell made hunger shoot to the forefront of her mind. A hunger that was not for blood, but for another fluid that would be given away much more willingly.
“I see you figured out my riddle, glad you could make it, Lady Eveblossom,” Flash Magnus began. His rod twitched as he similarly drank in the sight of her body.
“As am I. How did you figure out I liked riddles so much?” she inquired, padding closer to the pegasus before sitting down in the grass beside him.
“Well, I learned that you wrote a few novels back before you took the name Eveblossom. I got my hooves on them, saw you liked to put riddles in them, and then I made a lucky guess,” he stated casually, staring at her breasts as he talked. Now that she was closer, she could make out the faint hint of booze on his breath. A bit of liquid courage to help steel his nerves, perhaps?
“Well, I’m glad you were so daring. I’ve rarely had a man that wasn’t a fellow nightwalker seek me out,” the vampiress purred as she crawled on top of him. Staring into his bright blue eyes, she could see herself reflected on his lenses.
“Well, I am the Element of Bravery. It’s my whole schtick… is that the right word?” he asked, wings flaring wide as his stiffening cock brushed against her wet leg.
“Yes. You are very brave, now, allow me to reward that bravery.” Estire lowered her hips until her folds were draped across the taut skin of his nethers. A tingle wormed its way up her spine as she depressed her clit against his stiff ring, her breath hitching in her throat.
“I have a better idea. How about you lean back, and let me reward you instead?” Magnus groaned, pulling the vampiress into a kiss and rolling to the side. Taking both of them into the soft grass.
Now, Estire was flat on her back with Flash overtop of her. The stallion’s muzzle pressed her head against the grass as his stiffening length glided across her belly. Depositing warm beads of pre on her smooth belly. Groaning into the stallion’s mouth, she snaked her long tongue through her fangs and coiled it around the blunt muscle laying inside. Then, he unexpectedly pushed his tongue past her fangs and into her mouth. The vampiress moaned as she sucked on his broad and far stronger appendage. Most lovers were afraid of nicking themselves on her fangs.
After a few sensual minutes of grinding their bodies against one another, Flash pulled his muzzle away from Eveblossom’s lips. Breathing heavily as he stared down at her splayed body, he began to back up a little bit, until his head hovered above her crotch. The gentle touch of his warm breath grazing her folds made her skin crawl and made the emptiness she felt between her legs all the more severe. Her breathing shaky, she gave the stallion a pleading look as she tried to scoot her soaked lips towards his muzzle.
Before she could even slide her ass an inch across the grass, Flash Magnus pressed forward and enveloped her sex in his muzzle. His lips formed an air-tight seal as his thick tongue pressed up against her. Estire arched her back, pulling herself into a sitting position as she grasped the pegasus’s head in her hands. Each lash of his tongue helped scratch the itch in her nethers, the heat fading as it was replaced with a sensation that made her squirm and thrash against the stallion’s lips.
Not content to simply lap at her folds, the stallion began to push his entire tongue into her depths. Eveblossom moaned her pleasure to the heavens as she clamped her legs around his head. Squeezing hard as she tried to keep that wiggling intruder from thrashing about so much. Looking into his eyes, she felt light-headed as she stroked his mane and ears. Trying in vain to give him back a fraction of the pleasure he was giving her.
Her limbs were filled with pins and needles as a tenseness built deep in her core. Her moans petered out as it became harder and harder for her to draw in a breath. The heat in her nethers was becoming even stronger, a pleasant warmth that radiated out from her belly. That was until Flash’s tongue slipped out and began to lavish her pink pearl in attention. Estire’s vision grew dark as her entire torso locked up, her breath being squeezed out of her as she withdrew in climax. Hips bucking against the stallion’s muzzle as the heat spread all throughout her body, followed by tingling aftershocks that eased her onto her back.
“Enjoy yourself?” Flash questioned, a smug grin on his face as he lapped up some of her excess juices. His upper lip curling wildly, his entire face flushed red as his helmet laying to the side of the tree.
“I think... you... can tell,” Eve sassed, her words breathy and spaced.
“Glad to hear it, but don’t think you’re done yet. I’ve got more to give if you would just roll over.”
“Roll over? Do I look like a dog to you?” She snarked further, shooting the stallion a smug smile of her own.
“No, but I’ll have you howling like one by the end~” The stallion playfully growled as he pushed his snout into her hip. Nipping at the soft and jiggly flesh of her rear until she flipped onto her belly.
“Uh, could you get onto your knees? The ground’s a bit too close for comfort otherwise,” Flash requested, giving her another bite on the butt for good measure.
“Oh! Sorry!” Estire giggled as she pressed her chest flat against the grass and raised her hips up.
“There we go, much better.” With that statement, Flash leaned forward and gave her lips a gentle kiss before he leaped up and grasped her hips with his forelegs. Pulling himself up and onto her, his turgid length brushed against her crotch. The stallion pulled his hips back a few times until he finally managed to get his cockhead nestled in her folds.
“You ready?” he asked, accentuating his question with a brief roll of his hips. His flared head pushing past her folds before pulling them back out.
Though she was still a bit sensitive from her orgasm just moments ago, she was far too aroused to refuse a mounted stallion. “Yes! Just be a bit slow, still a bit tingly.”
Eveblossom felt every inch stretch out her walls as Magnus pushed forward slowly, the vampiress groaning as her claws dug into the dirt below her. She involuntarily contracted around his intruding length, grinding his progression to a halt until she relaxed. When Flash’s hips stopped and his virile sack pressed against her lips, Estire revelled in the sensation of fullness in her crotch. Each powerful squeeze around his cock was like scratching the world’s greatest itch, her toes curling as drool ran out of her mouth.
Eventually, her squeezing weakened as she got used to the equine length embedded in her. Allowing Magnus to pull his hips back, before rapidly slamming them home once again. His medial ring tugged at her labia with each thrust, flicking against her clit and sending tingles racing up her spine. She needed more, and she needed it quickly.
Digging her claws into the ground, she began to rock her hips in tandem with Flash’s quickening thrusts. Each impact ringing her throbbing sex like a bell and sending shockwaves of pleasure radiating down her legs. Inside her, she could feel the stallion’s length slowly swell the more he fucked. His ring and head scraped her insides with each thrust, pulling out her excess lubrication to squelch lewdly as it ran down her legs and dripped onto his balls.
The scent of sex hung heavily in the air, Eve’s sensitive nostrils practically awash in a cloud of pheromones that only deepened the fire in her belly. It was so good, she even let her tongue drape out of her mouth so that she could taste herself being fucked as well. With her previous orgasm having been only minutes ago, combined with Flash’s size, she was getting close to another climax. And judging by Flash’s labored breathing and swelling cock, her tight depths were having the same effect on him as well.
Heat built further and further in her belly as Flash’s hips reached a fever pitch. The throbbing in her loins grew even stronger as a new emptiness opened up inside of her. An emptiness that only Magnus’s seed could fill. Then, as Flash’s thrusts became shaky and disjointed, the heat in her belly finally spilled over as it radiated out and into her legs. Had she been standing, she would have fallen with how much they shook and tensed. Deep inside of her, Flash’s cock was wrung like a cloth by her powerful muscles, finally tipping him over the edge as he slammed inside of her. Balls pressed tight against her lips as they unloaded rope after rope of thick, gooey cum that replaced the fading, erotic heat in her belly with that of gentle, comforting warmth.
Panting heavily, Estire’s wobbly legs finally gave out as she fell to her side. The pegasus squawking as he was pulled with her.
“Hey Flash?” she panted.
“Yeah?” he replied, similarly out of breath.
“That was amazing, can we do it again?”
“Sure, but give me a few minutes to get ready.” The stallion slowly weaseled his softening rod out of her folds, without his flare in the way, a flood of white followed his retreat.
“That’s no problem, want to go get drinks from the Grand Hall?” she replied, spreading her legs and rolling onto her back the more Flash pulled away from her.
“Er, I can go. Running into the party dripping cum everywhere is… frowned upon. I mean, I could try cleaning you out m-”
The words died in Flash’s throat as magic surged throughout Eveblossom’s hands. The cum in her pussy, and the fluids coating his cock became enveloped in a red aura that felt like warm water. The liquids flowed towards her outstretched maw as she gulped them down greedily, before finishing with a dainty burp as the magic in her hands fizzled out.
Looking shocked by what he had just witnessed, and just how clean his dick felt, a burning question surged to the front of his mind before he had a chance to silence himself. “I thought you drank blood.”
Estire giggled. “Blood? Heavens no, I prefer the other vein.”
