So if you clicked on this story I can only assume you know what your getting into. You know EXACTLY of what I speak. So before you decide to bash the story read it and see if you like it. A special thanks to Crowley and Butterscotchsundae for providing some inspiration for the story, they are truly masterful writers.
Four years, you have been working four years for the Royal Guard of Equestria. You think you’d have seen it all after Nightmare Moon, Discord, and the revival of the Elements of Harmony. But you would never expect this. You started out guarding the elements, then moved on up to guarding Prince Blueblood (Pompous Prick), and now… Well you were guarding Princess Luna! The princess of night herself.
Well, you and some other pony…
Sylph was his name, a slender white Pegasus with a knack for trouble, he had always made sure to get you in any kind of small time trouble he could think of. Aside from the occasional chewing out from your higher up, you immensely enjoyed working as a guard for the princess, the pay was good and it let you stay close to something you enjoyed very much.
Luna.
Luna was very much different from her politically savvy sister, she had feelings, and after a thousand years of solitude she had a lot to catch up on. She would usually stop at the doors of her chamber and talk to you for sometimes hours on end, about funny things, butterflies, oatmeal, that new band that sounds like metal scarping against metal…
And you loved every minute of it.
The way she smiled sweetly as she passed by, the innocent way she would laugh if you fell over while saluting. And soon that led to your dirtiest and deepest secret. That secret was the small black book you kept inside the pouch of your armor, such a simple looking tome held some parts of your heart that no one was meant to see. For one, in your spare time you would pull out the notebook and write down the poetry that the goddess made you feel. Other times you would write… Like you said, there were some things not meant to be read in that book.
You snap out of your running thoughts as the princess walked past you, not even stopping to say the usual hello. With a loud slam the door crashes shut, and you jump at the force of the impact. You stop to look over at Sylph, who merely shrugs and continues his whistling of an old Irlass (I-ehr-lass) chantey, which in small part calmed your nerves. The sun began to set, and you knew the princess would go to the balcony and raise the moon, casting her soft glow on all of Equestria. Sure enough Luna slowly crawled to the edge and raised her head slowly, the glow from her horn only a hazy glow to her normal bright beacon.
“Is something wrong with the princess?” You ask your partner.
He looks to you and back to the sky before shrugging and walking away, muttering something about his hours being over and getting a drink.
Knowing full well you too should be heading out, you feel the need to say something…anything. You walk to the overbearingly large wooden doors and lean forward to knock, but the sheer nervousness takes control and you stumble forward, all the way through the doors and into the room of the princess.
Oh buck.
You get up to run out of the room, only to be stopped by the sweetest of voices.
“Guardsman? What are you doing in here?”
You freeze in place and not dare turn around, you saw the princesses royal hoof bracers and crown strewn on the floor as you fell in, which means she had none of her royal adornments.
“I’m sorry! I just saw you weren’t your normal self and I thought I would check on you and…and…”
By Celestia you feel pathetic, standing there with your buckin knee’s warbling like jelly. She was sure to zap you…or turn you into frog.
“Guardsman look at me…”
Her voice is softer, almost pleading. With a gulp you teeter around and stop, your eyes glued to the floor. She is SO gonna turn you into a toad. But she doesn’t even speak, you just hear the sounds of her hoof steps coming closer. Soon enough her bare front hooves are where your eyes are glued, and you almost feel giddy just looking at her hooves. What the buck is wrong with you?
“Guardsman look at me.”
This time you know she’s pleading. You slowly crane your head up, watching as your vision goes from her hooves, to her slender and soft furred chest, and finally you stop right at her chin. She sighs and brings her head to your eye level, and immediately you feel like you’ve been hit by a train. Her azure eyes seemingly peer into your very soul, her sky blue hair which was once flowing now was an adorable mess falling over half her face in the cutest way possible. She smiles and suppresses a giggle, and you realize you had forgotten to breathe since she looked at you. Also your mouth is hanging at least to the floor. She puts a hoof to her face and giggles again before sitting in front of you, flicking her eyes to the floor in a sign for you to do the same. As you clumsily sit down, you notice she has a far off look in her eyes, almost saddened.
“What’s wrong Princess?”
She looks back at you with hazy eyes, and a small tear forms at the corner.
“It’s all so different. Valleys where mountains used to be, villages and cities where once great green pastures dwelled. Even my friends are gone, long since departed.”
Wow this was a new side to Luna you had never imagined, she was spilling all of her worries onto you, a simple clumsy guard. She sighs and looks at the ground, running her hoof through the soft carpet. You look outside the balcony window and smile, the stars still look like small diamonds.
“Your sky is the only reason I stay awake through the hours of the night.”
She looks at you with a look only describable as peculiar, and you smile as the gentle midnight breeze comes into the room and brushes against your face.
“Guardsman, would you please assist me with my mane?” Luna asks, her eyes holding a warmth you found quite alluring.
Stop that.
She walked to her nightstand and picked up a brown brush with her mouth, walking back to you and sitting, her head cocked to the side as she smiled at you. She looked absolutely innocent, holding the brush waiting for your reply.
Why was she holding it in her mouth?
She laid the brush down and laughed, blushing only slightly before looking back out the window.
“After raising the moon I find myself magically exhausted, usually my sister helps with my mane, but alas she is away at the Dragon Capitol for peace talks.”
You bend over very slowly and pick up the brush, watching wordlessly as Luna turns her back to you. The first tentative stroke is just to get the stress out. You feel the pull of her silky hair under the brush, and a curl comes up and grazes your hoof. Pure bliss. Surely you are dreaming, and if you are you know you should write this in your book.
Her head falls back and you can see her eyes are closed, a smile of pure joy spreading across her face. You almost forget to breathe again, for Celestias sake she’s like putty in your hooves, you should say she looks nice.
“You remind me of the moon.”
smooth.
She giggles and leans her head back as you take longer brush strokes.
“How so guardsman?”
“your round… I mean not like that! Your white, no blue! No…”
At this point you feel like digging your own grave, just say she has beautiful eyes and that should help.
“Your thighs are beautiful.”
Face? Meet hoof.
“What? Have you been ogling my flank?” she asks, standing above you with a frown.
“Uh….uh…”
You feel like your gonna be sick, before you can do any more damage you close your eyes and run out of the room, trying as hard as you can to get away from the nightmare you made for yourself. Celestia alive you made a fool of yourself!
Luna looks after you as you run down the hall, and you hardly notice as your dreaded notebook falls out of your armors inner pouch.
~+~+~+~
You stumble into your home, mind running with both hatred for yourself and fear, surely the royal guard would bust through your door any second to arrest you, then it would be life in a dark cell with a bowl of dry oatmeal every day for the rest of your days.
You grunt as you run up the stairs, throwing open your door with a kick. The dressers soon are opened and you begin throwing as many clothes you can into a suitcase. You had never run from anything, especially something you cared about.
You stop as your ears perk forward, hearing a breeze from the others side of the room, you don’t believe you left the window open.
Now I see you full, my love
As the moon, the Blue moon,
I thought, I did see you;
It was the moon, the Gibbous moon.
You smiled, for me, when you were
The moon, the Crescent moon,
With your pain, on your dark.
You laughed, for me, when you were
The moon, the Half moon,
But now I know, that I saw,
Only the moon, the dark moon,
And thought it, to be,
The moon, the full moon.
You recognize that poem, you wrote it the very first time you saw Luna raise the moon and stars. You also knew it was her behind you, reading from what could only be your journal. You sighed and turned around, ready to accept any punishment that she would bestow upon you. Instead of anger you find her smiling, and not only smiling, but SMILING. She blushes and levitates the book to you, a hopeful look in her deep eyes.
“I had no idea you were a poet.”
You nod your head weakly, struggling to find words to say.
“I also had no idea you wrote romance…” she adds with a quick wink.
You blush so fiercely you wouldn’t doubt you were glowing. Surely you knew you were dreaming now. She certainly wouldn’t have read your journal and liked it!
“Still having trouble speaking, perhaps I will have you read me a story then.” she whispers, opening your journal with a smile, non-discreetly pointing out a certain passage.
“Read this story to me.”
She stands and walks to your bed, laying on it with her head resting on her front hooves, those eyes watching you in anticipation. You look down at the page and almost pass out, she wants you to read THAT story? You clear your throat and bury your eyes in the book, making sure not to even glance at the goddess on your bed.
“And she appeared in the doorway, her lustrous mane flowing in the breeze of the night. As she approached I felt my own heart race, I had longed for this moment for so long…”
You stop and look up curiously, only to see her eyes closed and a smile spread across her face.
“With a playful grunt she flicked my face with her tail, watching me as I removed my armor. The mere presence of her made my blood run hot, my years of training dwindling away to leave me bare of any knowledge, just her and I.”
You watch from the top of the book as she approaches, flicking her tail across your chin in the same way you imagined in the book. The feeling of her silky tail running against your face sends shivers down your spine, if this was a test then you would succeed.
“Feeling a bit hot guardsman? Perhaps you should start reading from here.”
She points out a few paragraphs ahead and you swallow back a moan. That was what you were afraid of. Perhaps after she tortured you for fantasizing about royalty she would be gracious and just let you die.
“She brought her face to mine, her lips just inches from the desired point, a light brush of her lips caused me to quake. Soon I find myself exploring her taste, her lips pressing against mine in white hot passion.”
Pomf!
The sound knocks you out your fantasy and you look over, seeing Luna blush as her wings stand straight on end. You had heard Sylph say Pegasus could get “Wing-Boners” but did mares get them as well? The look on Luna’s face just made it all to clear, she was getting a rise out your story!
“Continue…Please.”
“As her lips press against mine I carefully press my tongue forward, offering a greater depth to her growing pleasure, with a smile the princess allows entry, and our tongues overlap and sensually wash over one another like the ocean waves.”
Luna sighs and bites her lower lip, her body shivering only for a second before she nods her head.
“Such passion.”
A smile spreads across your face.
“She broke the ecstatic kiss and gave me a look surmised from the collective lust of a thousand years of need, and with nod of her head she followed me to the bedroom, where a new chapter would be written.”
Luna moans softly and feels herself growing extremely tense from arousal. With only a few words her guard had inspired more passion within her than the poets of her age long past.
“You certainly have a way with words guardsman. I wonder if you have the same way with other movements?” As she speaks the words slowly she draws closer and closer, pushing the book to the side as her hot breath can be felt on your face. The subtle scent of morning dew creates a euphoria and you close your eyes, hoping to capture that subtle scent forever.
“What… what would you have me do Princess?”
She smiles sweetly and presses her lips to your cheek before breaking away, her eyes now filled with the blue fires of her lust. As you shiver from the pleasure she looks at you in the eye one more time before pushing her lips to yours gently. Your mind literally explodes! Luna is kissing you, and…she really doesn’t know what she’s doing. You chuckle to yourself, she had been alone for a thousand years, she probably had never kissed a stallion before. With newfound courage and passion you wrap your hooves around her neck, pressing closer with a satisfying moan from her.
With a nod and a wink Luna transports you back to her chamber. She breaks the absolutely amazing kiss with a whimper but quickly retreats to the bed, picking up a single rose laid out on the bed in her mouth playfully. As you approach you notice something about the flower, it was the same one you believed to have left her with stealth, but the look in her eye tells you she knew it was you.
“I know you have been watching me, and I have been watching you. You are kind, courageous, and I know in your heart there is a goodness I have not seen since before my banishment. I never knew you lusted for me guardsman it is indeed a pleasant surprise.”
Feeling extremely confident and humbled you bow before your princess.
“you are the most beautiful creature in all of Equestria, no other has been on my mind since your return.”
She blushes at the confession and her horn glows, removing your armor piece by piece, starting with your helmet. As the metal headpiece falls to the floor the princess gasps and then giggles.
“You are indeed most handsome.”
You trot over to the side of the bed and watch as Luna tries to strike an alluring pose, but in the end you both laugh.
“There is no need to try and impress me princess, you are perfect in every way.”
She pushes herself off the bed and kisses you deeper than the first time, and with growing ferocity you may add.
“your words fill me with lust guardsman, if you continue talking I may have to lock you in my chambers till you have no words left.”
now there’s an enticing thought.
With a growl you leap on top of her, pressing your hooves into her wings gently as she squirms with pleasure beneath you. She gasps as you straighten each feather, but you know hooves cant be as precise as magic. Lacking a horn and wings, you decide to push the envelope and lower your head, taking one of the longest feathers in your mouth, straightening it out with your tongue.
“By the elements!” Luna cries, burying her head in a pillow as you resume your work.
Your own hips fall and you brush against the back of her flank, and with a sultry glare she cranes her head back to see you.
“you have much experience then?” She asks quietly, moaning as you pull a feather teasingly.
“No actually, I had a mare friend back in Philly, she didn’t want a romantic as much as a bad-ass.”
Luna sighs and raises her flank, teasingly applying pressure there.
“She is missing out.”
Oh by Celestias golden crown!
The simple action, the fact that she made contact with you! It was too fast, too much, you fight to contain yourself. But for your princess you will endure. You lean down and nibble at the base of her neck, rubbing her sides and then her wings as she moans in pure ecstasy. Pleasuring her is giving you a new sense of inner pleasure, not to mention a huge boost in your confidence.
With one more final push you press down at the most sensitive area of her wings, and her entire body shivers as she releases a deep guttural cry. She lays there panting, levitating you off her back as she flips over, and then lowers you back where you were. This position was optimal for that sort of activity, but you needed to make sure she was ready.
“Princess? Are you sure you wish to…”
She smiles as you struggle to ask a relatively simple question. Perhaps that is the reason that she found you so entertaining. With a grab of her hooves and a yank you find your mouth once again pressed against hers, her skill becoming noticeably better.
Her hips raise off the bed and she again makes contact with your burning loins, and you stifle a moan as she smiles through the kiss. Looking at her you see her azure orbs peering at you with a half-lidded stare. Her eyes close as she continues to tease you, and you can feel her hooves tracing across your sides as they glide towards your flank. You growl with hunger as she presses her hooves together, effectively copping a feel for your flank.
“Wow!”
She smiles at your outburst and pulls the lower half of your body down, and you can feel her warmth as you brush lightly against her marehood. she shivers in anticipation, and brings her hooves away back to your shoulders, waiting for your next move. You knew she wanted this as much as you, and with a simple nod of your head you push forward, entering a place no other had gone before.
Warmth, you tensed up from the mere heat of it, the feeling, no, the euphoria of being with her. The steady rhythm you had unknowingly fallen into seemed to be just the right pace for the blushing princess, and she held you tight as you continued to slowly penetrate deeper. Her moans become heated cries as her horn begins to glow faintly, the pleasure building up along with the magic she was gaining.
Suddenly she pulls your face to hers, and in one last mind-blowing kiss she releases, her wings extending as far as they could, her horn releasing sparks and pulses of magic build-up, and you too feel the ecstatic pleasure of release.
You fall beside her, panting as the goddess snuggles next to you, her wing folding over like a warm blanket. In her sleepy eyes you see yourself, but it’s not the you you once believed you were, inside her eyes you see something else, the you that was hiding. Proud, masculine, a powerful guard that won the heart of a beautiful princess. She kisses you lightly and cuddles even tighter before speaking.
“Guardsman, will you give me the pleasure of accepting the duty of my personal shadow guard?”
Shadow guard? Now that sounded promising. With a silent nod you kiss her on the head before passing out, knowing that for once this isn’t a dream.
If you finished this you clearly have a thing for a one thousand year old goddess, congratulations! Also thank you for reading the whole thing. Questions? Requests? Feel free to message me with thoughts, ideas, or even just a kind hello. Well that’s my first romance scene this long, and might I say it turned out to my liking (Somewhat). Be sure to comment. And again, if you read this to troll, just remember I told you ahead of time and marked this story MATURE.
Peace fellow bronies (and pegasisters?)
Due to a VERY high demand for the second part to this story I have decided to write a sort of epilogue. What excitement will our Guardsman experience? I guess you’ll have to read on and find out. Also a HUGE thanks to all the great comments and PM sent to me in regards to my story. Nothing I have ever written, drawn, or made has received such a warm welcome. I love all of you.
It had been two days since your beloved invited you to her chambers, and nothing could have been better. Since waking up next to her with hooves wrapped around you it was known in your heart this is what you wanted more than anything else. You knew she was an immortal and that someday she would live on without you, but you didn’t care.
Shortly after that she had woken up and insisted on planning your ceremony where you would become one of the only two shadow guard, if that is what you wanted. You would have endured have endured banishment to the moon for her and with a loving kiss on her lips you accepted.
Then came the doubt and fear.
You had known since the beginning that Luna was immortal, and you were…well you weren’t. but in the end would that matter? You felt conflicted, you didn’t want to hurt her by not living together forever, but you also felt selfish whenever you wanted to be with her…
That was two days ago, and with your head held high and armor donned you make your way down the long corridor towards the throne room where Luna will knight you into the prestigious shadow guard. You stop just outside the towering doors and see an armor stand holding a polished shield. Wanting to make sure you look as good as possible for the ceremony you lean forward to adjust your helmet in the reflection. Promptly you stumble forward and knock the armor down with a loud crash.
Way to go flutter brain.
Hoping not to draw any more attention you hurriedly walk to the towering doors and find it opens of its own accord, ushering in a dark room. You walk in and see no pony around, just the sound of the midnight breeze brushing against the marble columns. Suddenly you feel a familiar thrum of power, and with a playful laugh you find yourself tackled to the floor. Luna gazes into your eyes with a loving glow and nuzzles you softly, her almost purring causing you to blush fiercely.
“What? Did you expect some sort of secret ritual, a strange ceremony?” She asks in all seriousness, continuing to nuzzle you gently.
“Now where were we?”
With a swish of her tail you find her face pressed against yours, her hot breath caressing your ear. You freeze as her tongue slowly trails against the side of your neck, her actions reflecting a goddess tasting her prize. You feel the clasps of your helmet come undone and it floats away from your head, Luna’s magic at work as fast and accurately as she can muster. She breaks away for a moment her eyes to the floor and one hoof dragging against the floor. Her eyes meet yours and you are transfixed, those deep eyes reflecting the blackness and emptiness of the nights sky, yet filled to the brim with millions of stars representing a distant memory and new beginnings. Her lips come closer as if to kiss you, but stop unexpectedly, only a hair away from touching yours.
“Do you love me guardsman?”
You nod your head solemnly and close your eyes, feeling a sense of drowsiness descend upon you.
“Do you swear to protect and serve me until my dying breath?”
Another nod. It’s as if her words were a written contract, and you were agreeing to the arcane terms. You hear a heartbeat… First yours then another. Hers? They begin to beat as one, and a strange sense of power flows within you.
“Do you accept this duty? Do you accept…me?”
“Yes.” the word comes without any thought, any doubt, any fear. You know you would die to protect Luna, even if it meant losing your own soul.
Something happens… it feels like you are no longer inside at all, for a breeze blows against you and you can hear the waves of the ocean as they splash against the sandy shore. The smell of the salty sea grazes your nose, and it twitches from the strange unmistakable aroma of Luna.
“Open your eyes guardsman…my poet.”
You obey, and almost pass out from the sight. The moon is so close before you it appears like another world, the stony white surface of it’s glowing face crystal clear. The sea is not close by, and with a turn of your head you see it is indeed beneath you, and you are floating high in the air on a soft cloud with Luna beside you. Her smile makes the moon and stars pale in comparison. With eyes wide and full of lust she leans forward planting the softest of kisses on your lips. In her eyes you see everything forever. Every answer to every question that will ever be asked…
“Two nights ago you made me yours my love.” She whispers softly while planting her hooves in your chest, rolling you backwards as she stands triumphantly above you.
“But tonight I make you MINE.”
The way she says mine…it is filled with an ancient magic that transcends the power of the unicorns, a magic so old and binding it makes your head ring slightly. She kisses you again with growing ferocity and moans very quietly, her eyes closing with each new kiss.
“Mine.”
Another thunderous clap of magic, a binding word that holds more meaning than implies.
“Mine.”
You can feel the sky itself enveloping you as if all and everything touched by the darkness of the night can be felt through you… The cool grass as it sways in a dance to the whistling music of the winds, the leaves as one separates and begins it’s journey to the ground, even the sand as it bursts against the force of a small wave.
With a sigh she supports herself with hooves against the sides of you, and she lowers her face to yours. Her hair falling like that of a star laden cascade against your sensitive skin. Her eyes remain closed as you drink in this perfect sight, a sight not even the artists of yesterday and tomorrow could conjure in their wildest fantasies.
“With this act I commit my power and my soul to you. You shall become your true self, the self you were meant to be.” Her voice rings with ancient arcane authority.
“Guardsman…I love you.”
No more words.
You push forward and wrap your hooves around her, pressing lips and torsos together in a dance of dominance, love being the only fuel. Her kiss becomes hungry, ferocious, carnal. Her tongue probes the inside of your waiting mouth, dancing to the sweet music of your hearts as they beat as one.
She pushes you against the cloud and moves off of you, her horn glowing brightly as you stare at her with a confused expression.
“Speak your heart guardsman, and let us see what you truly were meant to be.”
You know not mentally of what she speaks, but as you close off your mind you hear the faintest of voices calling out to you. Where does that voice come from? What is it trying to tell you?”
“I love you Luna, my perfect princess of the night.”
Her smile only widens as a diamond tear falls down her perfect face.
“I know.”
A streak of white hot energy strikes at your chest and your body erupts with what could only be described as cold fire. The world spins out of control as words that have not been uttered since the birth of life flood your mind, flood your very soul. With a cry you feel new life being poured into you and with a satisfying sigh Luna releases her hold of on you, letting you fall back on the cloud gently.
“Open your eyes guardsman.”
You do, seeing a crystal clear bowl of water before you, a strange and familiar face looking back at you. You realize it is you! But… something is different… you look the same, but the reflection shows something hidden, yet something apparent.
Luna walks up and you look into her eyes, realizing as you gaze into those eyes only she could possess that what changed was your entire inner being.
She leans in and kisses you, this time with a growing fire that starts as an ember.
POMF! POMF!
You open your eyes and see her wings have sprung full length, but where did the second one come from? Your eyes grow wide and you look behind you, a heart full of excitement and child like wonder as two black and midnight blue wings greet you. Soft scales flow down the webbing and reflect the moonlight, and as you stretch them out to get a feel for them Luna quickly dashes forward and runs her head against the inner flesh of your right wing.
Whoa!
you moan, cant help it as overwhelming yet subtle pleasure envelops you. With a wicked grin she pushes you to lay on the cloud, her hooves massaging the outermost forelimbs of your new wings. The pleasure cant be put into words, its as if the wings have a sensitivity that it does not. Both you and the princess begin a series of wrestling instances, one trying to please the other.
After a short time of exasperating wrestling you find yourself perched over her, hovering over the blushing sweating princess as she gazes lovingly into your eyes. You know it’s time, and with a soft push you enter her, slowly building speed as she holds you tightly against her.
Her breath grows hot against your coat as the two of you fold your wings towards each other, forming a cocoon of pure carnal bliss. Her breathing becomes loose grunts and moans, and with one final scream she presses her body against yours as tightly as possible.
The pleasure of being with her combined with the euphoria of your wings massaging hers… It’s unimaginable.
“Never in all my life have I felt such pleasures. I am at a loss of what to say…” She half sighs, half moans.
You lay on the cloud exhausted and deeply satisfied. She smiles softly and nuzzles against you, her eyes clouded with the aftereffects of such pleasure. With a content sigh she places a hoof around you before bringing her mouth to your ear.
“What is your true name guardsman?”
With a smile all to normal for this situation you kiss her cheek and whisper it into her ear.
She smiles and whispers the name, and then snuggles close to you before uttering one more whisper before you both fall asleep.
“Mine.”
Well it’s not as long as part 1, but here it is. I hadn’t expected to write anymore to this story, but I thought this up early last night. I hope anyone who likes this story will read my next one “Study Aid.” A story about you becoming Twilight Sparkles student by order of Celestia. Thanks again to Crowley for the inspiration and Unintentionalfan for being… well an unintentional fan. I hope you all liked this story!
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