The Dreams of Sombra

Chapters

Loyalty Complex
Generosity Complex
Honesty Complex

Loyalty Complex

By Shadowflash

Loyalty Complex

"Your time is limited, so don't waste it living someone else's life. Don't be trapped by dogma - which is living with the results of other people's thinking. Don't let the noise of others' opinions drown out your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition.” -Steve Jobs

The air is a source of everlasting joy to a Pegasus. How it flows through the countless beats of the wings, the aerodynamic feats one can perform just by adjusting one’s body slightly, and most of all, the rush of adrenaline that courses through one’s veins when airborne. The constant high received from doing anything in the air is the most intense feeling any Pegasus can have.

However, for a Pegasus who works her flank off to clear the skies, prepare the weather, and help save an entire empire in a day, it's not so easy. The everyday flying that an egotistical, athletically-inclined mare of loyalty does provides enjoyment far from the ecstasy she normally gains through her stunts – although not always sexual.

Within the glamorous environment of Ponyville, small starbursts and splashes of color painted the evening sky above. Celestia's noble sun was reaching its setting point, making the ground glimmer orange and filling the streets below with shadows. Each house's thatched roof whistled quietly in the soft blow of the wind, creating a calm, but breezy, surrounding.

"Urrgg . . . " A low groan came from a Columbia-blue, rainbow-maned Pegasus who was finishing clearing the evening sky of aggravating clouds.

"I don't even have the energy to bother to go home . . . " She looked around at her surroundings, seeing she was just hovering above a grand tree, neatly organized with birdhouses, birds’ nests, beehives, and a telescope protruding from a small balcony jutting from the rear; she knew what she could do.

"Twilight's seems like a good place to go . . . " The Pegasus hovered downward to the tree, settling down at the front door.

A sign nearby read ‘Ponyville Residential Library/Residence of Twilight Sparkle', neatly and carefully scribed. Feeling the need to knock, instead of just barging right in like normal, Rainbow Dash trotted forward, raised a hoof, and rapped on the door.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

"Spike? Can you go and get that? I'm a liiiiittle busy here, heh," spoke the soft, childish, voice of a lavender unicorn, who was holding up multiple books via a magenta glow from her horn.

Her mane was styled with large bangs that didn't part, but were separated by a pink, purple, and red streak that flowed over her forehead and down the back of her neck. Her mane gently fell over one side of her neck, and parted over her shoulder. Behind that, upon her flank, lay her cutie mark: a large, magenta star which was layered with small, white ‘sparkles’ around said star. Her tail bore the same colours of her mane, tracing a drawn-out arc that fell to the ground behind her.

"Yeah, one sec!" groaned a young dragon, who proceeded to stamp his claw-like feet against the wooden floor of the library.

The young dragon had three large, mulberry-colored spikes jutting out the top of his head, followed by smaller ones which trailed down his spine to his tail. Spike's eyes, however, were a moderate pistachio colour, with cat-like pupils. Spike approached the door, grabbing onto the golden doorknob and twisting it. Spike pulled the bottom half of the door open, and the top half opened up, revealing a chromatic Pegasus.

"Oh, hey, Rainbow Dash!" Spike chirped; Rainbow Dash just flipped her unkempt bangs.

"Heh, yeah, hey . . . uhm . . . " Rainbow Dash huffed lightly before continuing, "mind if I come in? I need to ask Twi something." Spike moved out of the way, gesturing with his small arm to show her into the house.

Rainbow Dash smiled and trotted in, Spike closing the door behind her. Within the library was, unsurprisingly, books. Plenty of them placed on shelves within the circular room. From what Dash could recall amidst zoning out, they were ordered alphabetically by the author’s last name. In the centre of the bookshelves, directly in front of the entrance, was a staircase leading up to the study; to the side, right of the door, were stairs leading up to Twilight’s bedroom.

The floors of the library bore the many rings of the ancient tree that now served as a home, and everything inside was carved delicately for the fitting of books; or any egghead who dreams of living in a library. Rainbow Dash looked up to spot Twilight flipping books around with her magic. This is it . . . it's time to ask her . . . Dash sighed, then puffed out her chest with confidence, flying upwards to Twilight.

"Heya, Twi!" Rainbow Dash greeted, grinning.

"Oh, hey, Rainbow! Are you here for another copy of Daring Do? Or do you need something else?" Twilight set down the books on top of each other with her magic, turning her focus to Dash.

"Oooh, another copy? Err . . . I mean, no, not that. I was wondering, uhm . . . " C'mon Dash . . . like it matters . . . Dash smiled blushed softly. "Eheh, well . . . mind if I stay the night? My wings are killing me from all the work I did today; stunts and stuff, y’know. Also with having to run the Crystal Fair yesterday, it's just been so much. I don’t mean to be a bother or anything, but . . . yeah." Rainbow Dash landed near Twilight, feeling the exertion she was letting out just trying to hover.

"Sure, you can stay, Dash. You can use the guest bed next to Spike's basket. I wouldn’t mind at all." Twilight smiled.

Dash smiled back and wrapped her forelimbs around Twilight's neck; Twilight returned the gesture. "Anything for friends, right Twi?" Twilight pulled away, along with Dash.

"Yup! Anyways, you can read while I get some things ready. I'm sure you're starving!" Twilight smiled softly, but Dash shook her head.

"Nah -- " Before she could respond, her stomach roared wildly. " -- aaaalright. Maybe just a little bit." Twilight giggled and floated a book from down below up to Dash.

"Here, the latest copy. I'll go get you something to eat." Twilight walked down the stairs, heading to the staircase that led up to the study.

Why does she keep her kitchen in her study . . . ? Never mind, Dash thought, then took the book, hopping on the nearby bed and opening it.

An hour or so passed, and Twilight returned with some apples and milk. Dash had plowed almost all the way through the latest copy of Daring Do; quite a remarkable feat for somepony who wasn’t an “egghead”, allegedly.

"Hey, Dash, we should head to bed. It's getting pretty late," Twilight said as she finished munching on an apple.

"Yeah. I'm bushed . . . G’night, Twilight." Rainbow Dash flopped down on her back, resting her head on the pillow and closing her eyes immediately.

Twilight did the same, retreating to her own bed. Within ten minutes or so, both were asleep. Spike had already fallen asleep about a half an hour beforehand. But, as with those who fall into a deep sleep, their brain begins to stir; and many strange things begin to happen.

It started with Rainbow Dash. She was in the deepest level of her sleep; one where she couldn't just 'wake up' from. Where it felt so real, lucid, or even hallucinogenic, one could say . . .

Dash was surrounded by darkness, perpetually forcing itself upon her. Her vision was hindered by such darkness, such that she could barely see anything beyond her muzzle. As she trotted forward, she looked around; and started to speak, "Hello? Anypony there?" Dash's voice echoed within the non-existent walls, but no answer was given . . .

. . . only movement. The darkness forced itself out of the way, to reveal a large, double door lit by candlelight. The door was adorned with golden inlay which curved into itself upon the edges of the doors, and the handles upon it were of a brass material. Rainbow Dash moved closer to it. As she did, the doors crept open. Startled, Dash stopped in her tracks.

She craned her neck to the right, to peer in the crack of the doorway. From what she could see, there was a large throne, and a dim, purple, carpet leading up to it. Dash decided to proceed forward, seeing as there was nowhere else to go. Journeying onward, the door fully opened, and she was soon surrounded by the crystal throne chamber.

The carpet led upwards to the large, crystal throne. Multicoloured gems jutted out evenly from the tops and sides, and formed a small staircase in front of the raised throne to show that whoever sat there truly dominated the state. Other than the throne and the carpet, many windows around the throne room revealed the outside.

Rainbow Dash trotted over to the window to see that the skies were a dark-yellow hue, and the clouds were as black as night. Ponies on the ground outside were shackled and pulling carts of many different assortments below, which made Dash move back in surprise. Where am I? This isn't the Crystal Empire, is it? The old Crystal Empire, the bad one?

"On the contrary; it is. Hm hm hm . . . " A low, gruff voice chuckled from behind Dash, startling her and making her turn around.

As she turned, she was greeted by somepony she thought was gone; a unicorn, in fact. His horn was grey, but led into a curve of bright red at the tip. His mane flowed back in an almost slick manner, along with his tail; both were of the blackest shade of night. Upon his head he wore a steely crown, which snugly fit his horn and surrounded the bridge of his muzzle with a black plate. Out of the crown jutted horns for where his ears would be, and the crown led down the sides of his neck, connecting to a steel chestplate.

The chestplate wrapped firmly around his midsection, leading down to his legs -- also covered in steel plating -- and to a silky red cape. The cape flowed down the sides of his body and had polar-white cotton patterned with black dots skirting around the edges of the red velvet. The unicorn’s eyes were a bright red, with pupils as sharp as daggers. Where his whites would be, there radiated an emerald-green, as well as a purple mist trailing out of the sides of his eyes.

"S-Sombra?!" Dash's eyes went wide in recognition, and she began backing up slightly in instinctive fear.

"Mmm . . . yes . . . Funny how we all return. Defeated by prosperity and friendship . . . Really is annoying . . . But, Loyalty, you should hear me out . . . " Sombra slowly stepped forward, his posture remaining perfectly upright, his chest becoming more puffed out. His body was considerably larger than Dash’s, making him quite intimidating.

"W-why?! Want to fight again?! I'll take ya!" Rainbow Dash readied herself, putting her upper body close to the ground and flaring her wings.

Sombra chuckled, shaking his head, "No, Loyalty. I wish for . . . Something different." Sombra sat down upon his rump and glared at Dash's magenta eyes. Dash stood back up, raising a brow.

"For what?" Her wings moved back to her body, closing tightly against her sides as she cautiously stood again.

"I've been trapped in ice for one thousand years, and now I have been truly defeated. I am only here in spirit, now, and will never be able to return to this . . . perpetually changing world. I wish to ask for one thing . . . One thing, Loyalty." Sombra furrowed his brow and smirked lightly.

"Go on . . . " Dash pushed tentatively, frowning at Sombra.

"I wish to please you, Loyalty. I want you to please me, in return." Sombra grinned wide; Rainbow Dash was taken aback, sticking her tongue out in disgust.

"You what?! You want to have . . . s-s . . . sex, with me?" Rainbow Dash shuddered at the thought, and Sombra nodded, still grinning.

"Yes, I do . . . Unless you're into the . . . female persuasion." Sombra laughed and Rainbow Dash's face flushed a wild red.

"N-no! I am not! Don't accuse me of that!" Rainbow Dash stepped forward, glaring him in his deep, red, eyes.

"Prove it, Loyalty. Anything that happens here won't matter in real life . . . Hm hm hm," Sombra chuckled lowly, and Dash backed off.

"I don't know . . . You're some evil tyrant and I'm the best flier in Equestria! Why should I bother trying to do anything with you?" Rainbow Dash cocked her head in question, and Sombra just smiled.

"Because, for what it's worth, I planned on a lot more good when I first rose to power. But, I changed over to darkness soon after. And I will repeat: anything that happens here won't matter in the real world. So, how about it, Loyalty?" Sombra smiled menacingly as Dash contemplated this.

It isn't real . . . What does it matter . . . ? Dash sighed and looked into Sombra's emerald corneas, enchanted by the complementing red irises.

"I . . . I guess . . . I mean . . ." Dash looked at Sombra, seeing that he was no longer grinning, but smiling kindly; the sort of smile that shows someone cares for one’s feelings and emotions.

Sombra gestured for Rainbow Dash to come closer. She hesitated, looking at the ground for a moment, but proceeded closer to him. As she did, Sombra moved closer as well, and pulled her inyo a kissing embrace. Shocked and surprised, Dash blushed furiously; but didn't fight back.

Even if this was a dream, Rainbow Dash found the kiss so real . . . Even if she'd never kissed a stallion before. His lips were moist, and soft, much like the clouds she lay on . . . only about twenty percent better. Sombra's right hoof was rubbing her shoulder, and Dash's right was rubbing his neck.

Sombra then pulled away, the purple essence from his eyes getting smaller and the emerald corneas becoming dimmer. He smiled and opened his mouth to speak.

"Would Loyalty liked to be pleased first? Or are you still scared of stallions?" Sombra chuckled, earning a blush from Rainbow Dash.

"W-what?! No, I'm not scared of stallions! I'll show you!" Dash tackled Sombra, throwing him on his back.

Their lips locked in another kiss, but this time, a more frenzied kiss. Their tongues collided within each other’s mouths, greeting one another with strings of saliva. Sombra's horn started to glow a dim purple as they continued kissing, and soon his armour was unbuckled and sliding off, tossed to the side.

Dash pulled away, looking into the fierce, red irises of the tyrant. He was only smiling and looked down at his stomach. Rainbow Dash looked down as well, and was surprised to see his unsheathed erection. It was a thick, black colour, but she wasn't going to let that dissuade her.

No; instead, she immediately started getting to work. Slowly kissing Sombra's neck, leading down into his chest and then bringing her velvety tongue down his stomach, all the way to the base of his shaft. Sombra was smiling and held himself up halfway up with his forelimbs so he could watch.

Slowly but surely, Rainbow Dash's tongue licked along the base of his erect member. Her right hoof warmly caressed his testicles to arouse the tyrant; which she was. As Sombra let a soft moan exit from his breath, Rainbow began the rest of her work.

Rainbow Dash encased the entirety of his stallionhood into her mouth, letting her tongue fall to the testicles to softly lick their roundness. Her upper tongue was slowly caressing the head of Sombra's sex and she soon found herself bobbing her head on and off of it. His erection reached its straining point, allowing Dash to take full advantage of it.

Dash found herself deep-throating Sombra's erection, unable to pull away. The lust and desire her heart gave her made her push forward. Her gag reflex was making her want to pull away for air, but she forced it. Soon, she was holding the erection within her throat, pulling away after a good five seconds. Sombra was greatly impressed and let out a moan of satisfaction, his cock gleaming with saliva and pre-cum.

"Oh, goodness, Loyalty . . . This is better than I expected . . . " Sombra smiled devilishly, and Dash blushed openly.

"Heh . . . Guess I'm not only good at flying." Rainbow Dash soon clambered atop Sombra, her marehood brushing against the tip of his stallion cock.

"Going to put it in, Mister Evil?" Sombra just chuckled as Dash said this, but couldn't help but oblige.

The tyrant dived his cock into Rainbow Dash's warm and glistening marehood. The velvet- and silk-like folds of her labia and vaginal complex caressed his stallionhood, muscles pulling tightly. Sombra could feel her clitoris pulsating against his shaft, and it was beyond enough for him to thrust into her, deeply.

As he did so, Rainbow Dash let out a moan of joy and ecstasy; her face flushed completely red below the eyes. She bit her bottom lip, a droplet of blood dripping down her chin as she broke the delicate skin of her lips. Dash didn't care; it felt blissful and complete for her -- as if they were meant to be.

Sombra started to deliver even harsher thrusts into her vagina. His cock pierced further further into her, feeling as if it were going to split her wide open; the pain only enticed her even more. The juices flowing from her coated his shaft and testicles, making him dive faster into Dash. Sombra flipped over and started to kiss Dash as he gave her his essence.

But, as a twist, Sombra's horn glowed purple with ecstasy, glowing around Rainbow Dash's crotch and specifically targeting her clitoris. The magic swelled it further, increasing Dash's pleasure and her moans and screams started to echo within the throne room.

"Ohhhhh! Y-yesss . . . ! Mmmrmm!" Dash found the front half of her body laying on the ground, and Sombra pushing deeper into her pink crevice.

Sombra and Dash continued this pattern for a solid ten minutes, ecstasy and euphoria bolting into each other back and forth. Their heart rates pushd up and up until, finally, they both exploded. Rainbow Dash's juices trailed down Sombra's legs as Sombra ejaculated within her, his own orgasm soon finding its way outside of Dash's crevice. They both collapsed in pure bliss, sighing deeply . . .

"I wish this dream would never end . . . " Dash sighed after regaining her breath.

Sombra chuckled, but soon, he began to fade away. The darkness returned, and the dream faded with him. Dash was waking up . . .

Rainbow Dash awoke from her slumber, snapping to attention. As she did so, she could feel a warm wetness between her hind legs and under her rump. She blushed furiously as she recollected what exactly happened in her mind during slumber. She looked around the room, and could see Spike stirring; she hoped he wouldn't wake up . . .

Unfortunately, the opposite occurred.

"What's that smell . . . ?" Spike's eyes opened slowly as he sniffed the flowering scent in the room.

The night was just dimming, and he couldn't help but smell a strong, musky smell coming off of Rainbow Dash. She was awake, and glaring down at him, her eyes wide open. The two stared at each other for a minute or two before Spike started to whisper.

"Rainbow . . . Di-did you . . . ?" Spike questioned, and she shook her head frantically.

"N-no! I . . . I just . . . had a weird dream . . . That's all . . . " Rainbow Dash gave an embarrassed smile, and Spike just shrugged.

"I didn't see anything." Rainbow Dash smiled.

"Thanks . . . "

Gotta clean these before Twi gets up . . .

Rainbow Dash spent the rest of the night quietly cleaning the soaked sheets, curious as to what exactly had happened in her dreams, but she was glad that it was just a dream . . . although . . .

It would be nice for it to happen again . . .

Generosity Complex

Within the simple town of Ponyville, there is a boutique; a boutique that sells the finest of pony clothing to all classes of society. Though they can be costly, the clothing this boutique provides fits specifically to one’s needs and creates a wondrous formal appearance for any 'black-tie’ occasion. This boutique has a very unique structure to it, to make it stand out in the small, plain farm-town.

The door to the establishment was actually made up of two smaller doors: one on top, and one on the bottom. The two windows letting light into the shop, on the right and left of the building, were oval shaped, and the glass was tinted a shade of blue; yellow curtains were barely visible on the inside. Around the windows were a diamond shape and a frilly pattern, on both sides of the windows.

Spires were the main structure for the building, as they held up most of it. They bore two shades of purple, a shade of plum and amethyst, spiraling around each of the cylindrical spires. The four on the bottom held up a second floor, which held a large sign with a pony on it; there were two hearts on each side of the pony's hooves, and a line going through said pony.

Above the pony was another two shades of purple, similar to the spires, and then a miniature carousel just above that. The carousel was just for show, and held two ponies on each side, each being held up by an iron pole. At the very, very top of the entire structure was a sort of lookout point, as one might see on a castle. It was held up by four light-blue poles, and on top of it was a small red flag, waving through the wind.

But, within such an exquisite place, there is an exquisite mare. A mare of beauty, finesse and generosity. One can't simply deny this fact, and soon, she'll learn there's more than just being 'generous' . . .

***

"Oh, this simply will not do!" came an exasperated voice from within the boutique. "I have ten hours to finish this dress, and I haven't even come up with a design!" Many rolls of fabric shot out of a box, enveloped in a light-blue hue, the aura dissipating as the fabric hit the floor.

The mare in question finally walked out, standing in the middle of the boutique and groaning; she was a unicorn. Her mane is a shade of indigo, and it gently curls around her neck and the sides of her head. Her tail is curled in much the same way, with the same colours. Her fur coat is a marble white, and displays the contrast between her azure eye colour and the purple colours of her mane and tail. Upon her flanks is her cutie mark: three blue diamonds which are outlined by a darker shade of blue.

"Rarity..." came a soft, childish, voice from beside her.

This was obviously a filly; another unicorn, to be exact. Her eyes are a pale gray, which blend well with her light gray coat and mulberry mane with rosy streaks. Her mane was curled at her bangs, and at the side of her neck, but in small bundles. Her tail was much the same, but was only curled at the ends of her tail.

"Sweetie! My goodness, you're still here?! I need you to go play with your friends! I have to finish this dress for a Canterlot suitor; and I can't just have fillies running around my store and ruining everything, and, and... !" A couch magically moves over to Rarity, and she collapses on it.

Sweetie Belle sighs. "Rarity, I don't mind playing with my friends. If you're so worked up, it's not a hassle!" Sweetie smiled and Rarity opened an eye.

"Sorry, Sweetie. I promise, next weekend, we'll spend time together." Rarity hopped off the couch and walked to Sweetie Belle, giving her a small, and tight, hug.

"Thanks sis. See ya 'round! Try not to get too stressed." Sweetie giggled as she walked out of the double door, and closed it behind her.

Too stressed... Uhg... I better get started. Rarity sighed as she walked to the staircase that sat adjacent to the pony-quinns.

Rarity made her way to her room; within it sat her bed. It loomed with bright, white, pillows and a red silk sheet. The bed had a small 'shade'-like roof above it, trimmed with gold edgings and held up by four beautifully carved mahogany pillars. To the right of her bed was a set up of three pony-quinns, which sat next to an oval window; beautiful grazed over by an array of bright, green, leaves.

Next to the window was her desk; her workstation, mainly. There was a sowing machine, neatly organized materials -- filed in a wooden box shelf -- and a lamp overhanging the workstation. The walls of the room were a grey-purple colour, which connected to marble pillars with a dim-pink and a bright white diamond pattern.

This room was her life. Her soul. Everything about her was in here. And she was going to finish this dress; even if she didn't want to. Immediately, she postured herself upright and began working; grabbing a barrage of materials -- silk, velvet, cotton, multiple types of thread-needles ranging to small and large, and her wondrous sowing machine.

She floated over a couple pieces of paper, laying them down on her table and grabbing a pencil; beginning her sketch phase. She began to draw the usual base; a uni-sex pony so that she had an idea for her suitor. Rarity than began to draw the designs of the actual suit and was entranced by her work...

***

Three hours passed. After all her hard work, she was finished. Everything looked perfect. The gentle crimson inlay of the jacket, the beautiful sky-blue bow-tie shining in the light above the pony-quinns;,making the black of the actual jacket stand out. Rarity sighs in relief, with seven hours to spare.

Thank Celestia... I better get some rest... I really deserve it. Rarity smiles as she uses her magic to lift the red covers of her bed, sliding under them.

She immediately positions her head on the pillow, resting a hoof underneath it for support, and closes her eyes. Her body starts to relax; every muscle and fiber stretching from all her work. Her heart races a little to provide some adrenaline to put the body in a state of bliss. Rarity's eyes become heavy, and soon, she is met with darkness...

Rarity awakens to find herself in a new, enriching, environment. Crystals lay all around her, fields upon fields of crystals. They jut out at a perfect ninety-degree angle and draw in the gloomy sun's rays, echoing beams of light from them. Unfortunately, these beams of light were not the pretty colours Rarity is used to.

No, in fact, these crystals were pitch black, filled with hatred and fear. The sky around her was a dull yellow, and clouds are looming back and forth, filled with darkness. The sun is blocked out by the gloomy, yellow sky to give any beauty to it.

This makes Rarity want to cower in fear. The fact that such a place she saved is now in her dreams and haunting her is appalling. The horrible sights before her... The beauty? Gone. The elegance? Destroyed. The bliss? No longer existent. Everything that made this empire an empire is no longer there. The Crystal Empire is now a piece of trash fit for the garbage.

"Sorry for not cleaning up." A husky voice called behind Rarity.

She turned around to come face to face with King Sombra. His eyes stayed on her as she stared, her heart pounding in fear as she met the devil face-to-face. King Sombra actually speaking?! The purple mist flowing from his eyes wasn't as dark as she remembered, but much lighter, now.

"S-Sombra?! You ruffian!" Rarity uses her telekinesis to pick up a black crystal to act as a shield, "s-stay back! Or... I'll throw it!" Rarity yelled, only earning a soft chuckle from Sombra.

"Generosity, I do not wish to harm you. No, I wish to talk. About you." Sombra moved closer, but kept a reasonable three feet away.

Rarity raised a brow in response, then spoke; "T-talk about me?... I... Well... Uhm... Wh-why should I? You're evil! I bet you just want to manipulate me like you did to all those ponies!" Rarity cried out, and Sombra shook his head.

"You have it wrong, Generosity. I am just a dream. A lucid dream, if you will. You may remember this, and think about it for a while, but, nothing matters in here. Let me talk about you. I wish to make you feel comfortable." Sombra smiled, and Rarity looked at the ground for a moment.

It is just a dream... I guess it couldn't hurt...

"A-about what?" Rarity asked, Sombra smiling more.

"Well, how is your life going? From what your mind is telling me; you're very stressed lately." Sombra laid down on the grassy field, and Rarity nodded, sitting on her rump.

"I'm mostly stressed because of all this work lately..." Rarity sighed, "I have to work out suits for ponies to keep my reputation up as a fashionista. I don't want ponies in Canterlot looking down on me..." Sombra shook his head, and kept a smile on his face.

"Maybe you need to... relax?" Rarity raised a brow.

"I do. I go to the spa--"

"No, no. A different kind of relaxing, Generosity." Sombra grinned and Rarity just thought for a moment.

Relax differently? What does he mean...? All I know to relax is to go to the spa or mas--- Oh... Rarity's eyes widened and she shook her head.

"Ewwwuagh! I'm appalled! Why would you suggest such a thing?!" Sombra laughed, and stood up.

"Generos--"

"It's Rarity, thank you."

Sombra cleared his throat. “Rarity... this is just a dream. Let your mind wander; relax. Enjoy yourself. It won't hurt you. But, it'll get you high on euphoria -- I assure you." Sombra moved closer and Rarity looked at the ground, blushing.

"I-I don't know... This doesn't seem... Ethical. I'm a mare of standards, Sombra. What makes you think I would let you... 'take advantage' of me?" Rarity looked into Sombra's dim, red irises; he merely smiled, a fang showing from the left side of his lip.

"Because, Rarity, you need a stallion to give you passion. Even if it is your dreams, it's still real enough for you to feel it. Trust me; you'll enjoy it." He smiled and was six inches away from her face; his breath warmly hitting her mouth.

I... guess it wouldn't hurt... I do need that kind of relaxation...

"Oh... Alright, Sombra. But, if this is some filthy trick; we'll catch you in a heartbeat!" Rarity frowned and Sombra continued to smile.

"I'm only a spirit. I'm here for a few more days; and then I'm not more. Besides; it's only a dream." Rarity nodded to this, and saw Sombra's lips approaching hers; they connected softly together.

His kiss was tender. Almost loving. Rarity never had this sensation before, and she was eager for it. Sombra knew Rarity too well, as his hoof was brought to her neck, gently caressing it. Rarity never felt this kind of passion as the kiss continued, their lips battling with each other.

Soon, Sombra started to force his tongue into her mouth, and Rarity allowed passage. His tongue was large, but it gently wrapped around hers and soon started to wrestle with it. Rarity moved closer to him and eventually, Sombra pulled out, his red eyes fading to a dim purple, his corneas becoming a leaf-green colour.

"My goodness... That was... amazing." Rarity sighed and Sombra let off a smile.

"Shall we, Rarity?" Sombra's smile continued and Rarity knew what he meant.

They began kissing again, Sombra slowly pushing Rarity forward. The kiss created a bliss between the two, and as Rarity moved backwards, she pulled away and fell onto her back, upon the slant of a hill. Sombra gently climbed on top of her, continuing the kiss once more.

Rarity was a little stunned the tyrant didn't completely destroy her with his heavy armour. In fact, it was the opposite. Sombra held his own weight up to combat her need to try and breath, aside the fact that they were both sharing saliva and breath, that is.

Sombra slowly pulled away, but continued to kiss her upon her cheek, moving down to her neck. He gently bit near her shoulder, leaving a small love bite, and then gently moving to her chest. His sideburns caressed the sides of her forelimbs as they wrapped around his head.

Evidently, he made his way down to her stomach, gently licking at her nipples, and soon to her marehood. His nose was the first to act, as it gently took a sniff of it. He looked up at her, smiling.

"Ready?" Sombra showed a gentle fang, and Rarity nodded.

"Please..." she begged.

Sombra agreed, and slid his tongue upon her labia. Gently, he lapped the lips apart and pushed his tongue into her, warmly pushing against her clitoris with the upper part of his tongue. Rarity let off a gasp of ecstasy, stroking his thick black mane.

Sombra enjoyed her taste -- vanilla with a mix of chocolate. Hard to come by, for him. But, he pushed forward, his tongue vibrating against her clit. However, he had trouble moving his tongue to an increasing pace and, instead, found another means of vibration.

His horn started to glow a sickly black colour, and encased her clitoris in a vibrant, grey, glow. It gently vibrated it and caused Rarity to scream in pleasure, pushing Sombra's head further upon her marehood. Sombra clearly knew she was enjoying it, and continued doing this.

His tongue... His magic... It's so... ohhhhermmm... wonderful... Rarity's thoughts were hard to conjure, as Sombra's increasing vibrations created more euphoric adrenaline for her body.

Eventually, she pushed him off, Sombra now on all fours. Rarity glared at him, frowning. Sombra frowned slightly, but couldn't help but look at her completely wet marehood, where a small pool of juices was forming. Rarity started to giggle, a blush plastering itself on her cheeks.

"Sorry about the mess dear. Perhaps you can clean it up for me?" Rarity pouted and Sombra just smiled.

"As much as I'd enjoy that, it is a bit tainted with the grass." Sombra and Rarity laughed in unison.

"How about we continue, then, dearest?" Rarity pleaded, and Sombra nodded.

Sombra trotted forward, placing himself above her again. His groin was just above her marehood. Unfortunately for Rarity, he was only partially erect. Rarity pouted further as she saw this, making a kissy-like face and looking up at him.

"Darling, you can't put that in me like that." Sombra just chuckled.

"It'll feel better this way. Let me do this, Rarity." Rarity sighed and then allowed him to continue.

His semi-erect being was slowly embraced by her marehood, after pushing past the guarding labia and tight outer walls of the vagina. But, the wetness he produced for her made it easier, and he could feel his heart pumping blood into his cock. It pulsated, as he started to thrust into her, and Rarity's moans were further encouragement.

Sombra's erection grew, pushing deeper into Rarity's marehood. He allowed his horn to glow once more, applying the same vibrations to her clitoris once more. The moans grew into
screams and Rarity had never felt better. The euphoric bliss was inevitable for her, and Sombra took full control.

As his hardness was at its peak, he pushed into her -- slow, but hard. Each thrust gave a new vibration to Rarity's clitoris and beamed her nerve-endings with the feeling of magic, and a pulsating cock. Rarity couldn't ask for a much better experience.

Although often fantasizing about Blueblood, this was nothing compared to it. The lucidness of the dream, the reality of it all. It was her dream to be pleased. However, these thoughts quickly fade away from Rarity as she feels the vibrations grip her clitoris, making her scream loudly. Sombra pushed himself into once more, and released his essence upon her body. Rarity's body reacted the same -- releasing the viscous fluids from her vagina and causing her orgasm.

Sombra collapsed beside her, both of them breathing heavily, Sombra completely pulled out of her now. A pull of fluids sits under Rarity's marehood and Sombra's cock is covered in them. Rarity sighs in bliss, turning her head to Sombra.

"I wish this were real..." she smiles, gently.

"I do not, Miss Rarity." Rarity frowns, as Sombra's body vibrates and eventually fades away.

Left alone, and confused, Rarity is soon consumed by darkness -- the entirety of the Crystal Empire disappearing. She was waking up.

Honesty Complex

WARNING: TENTACLES

Sweet Apple Acres. Home to a land of apples, a family of ponies descending from the start of Ponyville, and a beautiful farmhouse atop a hill. The farmhouse was a delicate shade of crimson, shimmering and reflecting sunlight off and around it. The roof of the farmhouse was a gentle, light purple colour, shared by the frames of the windows around the home, all containing a chromatic array of flowers.

At the side of the farmhouse was a small attachment, out of which came the smells and aromas of baking apples. Unfortunately, a loud crash was also heard within said attachment, and a bit of yelling was taking place.

"Gosh darnit, Applebloom!" a voice blared in a thick Southern accent.

"S-sorry Applejack! I didn't mean tah, I swear!" came the young voice of another Southern accent, that of 'Applebloom'.

Applejack, the one yelling at Applebloom, was glaring down at the filly with her emerald-green eyes. She wore her usual Stetson upon her head, in which her blond mane gently fell down the back of her neck. It complimented her orange coat, which bore three apples on the flank, forming her Cutie Mark.

Applejack let out a sigh. "Ah believe yah. But yah need to be more careful, Applebloom! Could'ah nearly broke my back!" Applejack gently ruffled the filly's red mane, and softly pushed her out the door.

"Now, run along. I got things tah do." The filly ran off as Applejack shook her head.

Gosh darn filly. She'll never learn...

Applejack looked out the window, gazing over the setting sun. She shrugged to herself, seeing as she could do to getting more farm-work done. Applejack made her way outside, heading off to the orchards to do her usual "apple buckin'".

***

"Whew... I'm beat..." Applejack removed her Stetson from her head, gently wiping the sweat that glistened on her brow.

She glanced over to see her brother, Big Mac, pulling a cart filled with apples. She sent a nod over to him, and he let off a smile, pulling it towards the farm. She gazed over at the sun, seeing it was now a dim orange colour. Time tah head on in, she thought, trotting up next to Big Mac.

"So, fun day o' work, eh, Mac?" Applejack gently nudged Big Mac's side, and he let off a deep chortle.

"Eeyup." Applejack giggled to herself as they both headed to the farmhouse.

"So, Mac, I've been seein' ya get all googly-eyed over Twilight. What's wit' that?" Big Mac's eyes became pin needles, and he continued trotting forward, albeit at a slightly faster pace.

"Eeenope!" he said, trying to avoid Applejack.

"Aw, c'mon, Mac! Like it matters any!" she yelled, moving next to him again.

"I'm yer sister! Ya'll can share yer delicate feelin's with me!" Applejack gently patted Mac's shoulders, and he just shook his head.

"Ah ain't got any feelin's fer Twilight, Sis. Ain't none o’ yer business, anyways." Mac scowled a bit to her, and Applejack sighed.

"Sorry. I just want yah to know I don't mind." Big Mac stayed silent for the rest of the walk.

Once they arrived at the farmhouse Big Mac unhooked the cart from his neck brace, and gently set it down. He immediately started trotting inside the house, ignoring Applejack. Applejack just let out a sigh, finding her way into the house and inside her room.

The sun had fully set, and the moon hung full in the dark sky. Applejack removed her Stetson, took the small braid out of her mane, and tail, and laid down on the bed. She encased herself within the silky blankets, resting her head on the pillow. Closing her eyes, she ended any form of consciousness with one last thought;

Big Mac an' Twilight...

***

Applejack awoke a couple minutes later. She found herself standing under a large, crystalline structure. Three semi-circle entrances from the crystal structure were around her, and she was standing on a crystalline street. She looked around worriedly, then started to remember where she was.

Th' Crystal Empire? I thought...

As she started to wander off a bit, in thought and physicality, she bumped into a clothed object. The object fell over, and a shattering sound echoed around her. Applejack was curious on what she broke, lifting the cloth to reveal the fake Crystal Heart Twilight had made for the festival.

"Wonderful, isn't it?" came an unusually gruff voice from behind Applejack.

She jumped, turning to see none-other than Sombra. His eyes were a dim greenish-white, and the colour of red was fading around his cat-like pupils. He moved closer to Applejack, and she spread herself out in a defensive stance. "Back off! I may be a lady, but I will dang sure kick yer flank!" Sombra laughed at the hostile remark, moving closer.

"Honesty. A simple word, that refers to a facet of moral character and connotes positive and virtuous attributes such as integrity, truthfulness and straightforwardness along with the absence of lying, cheating or theft. You are the deity of such an element, are you not?" Sombra questioned. Applejack only nodded.

"Well, Honesty, if you will be kind, as your two other friends have been, to indulge in a favour I ask for you?" Applejack shook her head.

"Ah don' think so, Sombra! I ain't some fool from yer ol' Kingdom, and I ain't helpin' you with anythin'!" Applejack scowled at him, only for Sombra to sigh.

"Honesty, ple--"

"It's Applejack, yah idiot!" Applejack interjected.

"Applejack..." Sombra corrected, "I may have been hostile, but it was for a cause. I wanted my kingdom back. My revenge against Celestia and Luna... But, now, I am just a figment. Nothing more than a dream. I cannot possibly attain such power within your mind." Sombra explained, as Applejack listened.

"I cannot harm you, or your friends, here. I will not, in fact, because it is a waste of my energy. I only have a few more days to wander the dreams of ponies, and I have chose the Elements of Harmony themselves." Applejack perked up at his last statement.

"What do yah mean 'chose the Elements of Harmony'?" Applejack questioned.

"I chose the Elements of Harmony to learn about the friendship. The passion. The desire for the unity of mares, stallions, and all beings of Equus." Sombra moved a bit closer, Applejack easing up from her defensive stance.

"Applejack, I am not here to harm, but, I am here to learn. To listen. To enjoy the last of my days among this planet before being sent to Tartarus." Sombra was face to face with Applejack, standing just a few inches taller than her. Her green eyes glared upwards at his, seeing that the purple mist that once trailed them were gone.

"I... well... I guess I can hear ya'll out..." she said, looking to the ground for a moment, then back at Sombra.

Sombra let off a smile. "Good... I wish to ask a favour. Simple, easy, and I'll let you know that anything that happens here will not affect you at all in the real world. It's only a dream." Applejack nodded. Upon seeing this, Sombra continued.

"I wish for you to... make love to me. Let me pleasure you, the Element of Harmony, in ways you've never felt." Applejack was taken aback, her eyes going wide as saucers.

"What?! Ya'll want tah..." Applejack shook her head. "No! I ain't doin' that!"

"Applejack, please, anything here will not affect you. Nopony will see it. Only you and I will know of it. Loyalty and Generosity have already given into it, and were most pleased. I assure you, once you are pleasured, I will let you leave."

Applejack was conflicted. On one hoof, there was an evil maniac before her, asking for pleasure. On the other, it was just a dream. It didn't matter, and he was being nice about it. How would it feel, though? She's never had sex in her life, and this would be her first... only one way to find out...

"... Fine. But, when I say stop, ya'll better stop!" Sombra nodded, and Applejack fell on her rump, leaning back.

"Eager, huh? Well, a little foreplay won't hurt." Sombra laughed, slowly dipping his body down, and moving his muzzle towards hers.

They contacted, their lips making a connection. Applejack was hesitant at first, but slowly started to kiss him back. His lips were soft, well kept, and delicious to hers. She wanted more, placing her hooves at the side of his neck and brushing his coal-black mane.

Sombra was enjoying the lathering kiss. Applejack's hooves were gently grinding on his neck, showing that she was eager for more. Sombra couldn't help but oblige, as his tongue started to push at her lips. Applejack slowly opened her lips, letting her teeth move out of the way for his tongue to contact to hers.

They wrestled together, fighting for supremacy. Applejack, one too prideful to give up, pushed against his tongue, and evidently winning, sliding hers into his mouth. They continued to collide until the muscles were just too tired to push. They parted after a good minute or two more of kissing. Applejack looked at Sombra's faded eyes, fading even more. He was on top of her more, now, and he couldn't help but grin.

"So, Applejack, how would you like it?" Sombra politely asked, and Applejack grinned.

"I wouldn't mind it nestled inside me." She let off a small giggle, Sombra chuckling.

Sombra gently flipped her over, onto her stomach. Applejack let out a yelp of surprise, but relaxed as Sombra started to kiss the back of her neck. His hooves were gently massaging her shoulders, which still seemed to ache from farm work, and made her even more relaxed. However, Applejack was surprised when her groin area was filled immediately with pleasure, but not of a solid sort.

Sombra's horn had started to glow a hazey-purple, as the aura from it reached to Applejack's vulva. It had eased its way from the marehood, to the lips, slowly parting the entrance and making its way to Applejack's swollen clitoris. It started to vibrate, creating euphoria for the mare, and making moan in surprise.

"Ahh... w-what... is th-that?" Applejack held in a moan as Sombra explained, still massaging her upper body.

"It's my magic, Applejack. I have grown accustomed to pleasing mares with it... And it speeds up a bit of foreplay. Do you enjoy it?" Applejack let off another moan, answering Sombra's question.

His magic soon started to pour out a, thick, purple-like essence, located from his horn. It was in an odd shape of a tentacle, and slowly slithered its way down to her nethers, starting to poke at her marehood further. More of the essence formed, and wrapped around her hooves, immobilizing her. Applejack, however, was content when the nether-tentacle started to push in her, letting off sweet pulsations and filling her with lust.

Sombra chuckled as he watched the mare moan louder from his work. His erection had gently started poking her and grinding against her rump. Seeing as his magic had her nethers covered, he'd make her do a bit of work. Moving off of her bound body, he sat on his rump, leaning back in front of Applejack. His sex was present to her face, as he gently tapped a hoof to get her attention.

Applejack opened her eyes, glaring at the cock before her. She soon realized what she had to do, as she slowly started to lick his testicles, lathering them in her saliva. Her head moved upwards, trying to reach for his tip, but couldn't due to the bindings on her hooves.

Sombra realized this, letting them let go of her forelegs. She soon sat up a little so she could rectify him with her mouth. Which she did, by slowly easing her velvet-like self onto it and gently sucking it. She was encouraged, however, to push more into her mouth as an essence filled tentacle pulsated deeper within her marehood, making her muffle a scream in delight.

She took the hint, and started to gag herself on Sombra's erection, letting off gentle suckles as she reached his tip. Applejack started to repeat the pattern, Sombra letting out moans of pleasure and placing his hooves on her head; his indication made Applejack deepthroat him -- hard.

His head slammed to the back of her throat, immediately making her gag, but she held it. Her tongue lapped against his shaft as she deep-throated it, and her throat was encasing his head in a thick layer of saliva. Soon, she pulled off, unable to hold it and screaming in pleasure.

As she was deep-throating Sombra, his essence-tentacles pushed deeper into her, and widened, vibrating softly against her clitoris. This made her pitch a scream of delight, especially when the vibrations became forceful.

"Sombra... Oh, Celestia... I... I want more!" Applejack pleaded, and Sombra only nodded.

Sombra pulled away the magical tentacles from her body, letting them flail gently at her sides. Sombra moved behind Applejack, gazing over the small puddle of liquid that was being created by her marehood. He smiled, as he climbed on top of her, as before, and slowly started to insert his stallionhood in her eager sex.

Applejack let out a moan of pleasure, as Sombra started to thrust his entire member within her, the shaft and tip gently caressing her clitoris, and warmly being encased by her velvety folds. His magic tendrils were slowly easing their way around Applejack's body, two diving to her mouth and slowly letting her suck on them.

Their slight density filled Applejack's mouth, muffling her. Although she felt as though they would've had no taste, she was surprised to find out the opposite. No, in fact, they tasted like a hint of blueberries and grapes as they explored her mouth, eager for her to suck -- in which she did.

Sombra was still working at her nethers, grunting with each push into her. His stallionhood pulsed with each passionate thrust, as he brought his hooves to her shoulders, making it easier for him to push into Applejack. She let out constant moans and muffled screams, as Sombra started to increase in speed.

Applejack was on the brink of breaking, holding it in for as long as she could. The magic tendrils within her mouth slowly pulled away, and slithered across her body, giving her a relaxing sensation -- on top of the euphoric one she already had. Sombra was the same, but, felt no need to hold back.

As the tendrils fully retracted back into Sombra's horn, he greeted Applejack's marehood with his essence, filling her completely. Applejack screamed as Sombra thrusted one last time into her, and her body relaxed involuntarily as her orgasm peaked. She laid there, breathing heavily. The sound of Sombra pulling away and moving in front of her was all she heard.

"I hope that was enjoyable, Applejack... I enjoyed your company..." Before Applejack could say anything, her entire vision went black, and soon, she awoke -- with nothing but questions, and a very wet bed.