Sealegs

The mood in Shining Armours office was a bleak one.
Sombra lay on the sofa, preening Fluttershy gently.
Gold stared out the window, with Braeburn nibbling his ear nervously.
Shining lay his head on the desk, heavy with failure.
There had been no reports of changeling sightings anywhere in Equestria.
There hadn't been any replies to the Wanted posters, either.
The room was sweltering hot, the summer day taking its toll on the elevated city.
Hoofsteps could be heard rushing outside.
A guard came bursting in through the door, panting heavily.

"N...News from the Eastern Seas!"

The five ponies walked east, past the large mountain Canterlot has built onto.
The trail was long, and the sun blared down.
Sweating, the ponies came to a large oak tree, Setting their saddlepacks down and resting in the shade.

"Hey Shiny, pass me some water."

Gold struggled to catch the canteen thrown his way.
Sombra looked up at the sun.

"It's not the same. It seems almost malevolent, now."

Fluttershy looked towards the daunting ball of fire.
Sombra was right. Something didn't seem right. The sunlight wasn't warm, it was harsh.
Shining passed out apples, and explained.

"Princess Celestia lost control of the sun. Princess Luna is having a hard time controlling it."

Unease spread throughout the company.
Was the sun going to crash into them?
The company quickly finished their lunch, before heading out once again.

It wasn't long before the sun was setting.

"Man. I think I managed to get sunburned through my fur."

Shining tenderly laid a hoof to the back of his neck, wincing at the pain.
He wasn't alone.
Had you shaved any of the other ponies, they would have been bright red.
The sun was getting out of control. And fast.
The company eventually arrived at the Eastern port town of Trottingham.
The sun was setting quickly.
Luna was clearly barely managing to control the suns motion.
This couldn't go on.
Dinner was quick, and everyone was asleep within the hour.
All except two...

Sombra and Fluttershy returned to their room.
Fluttershy was exhausted, but Sombra wasn't.
And he was in too foul a mood to be denied tonight.
Fluttershy plopped down onto the bed, sprawled out over the rough covers.
With a grunt, Sombra descended on her like a cloud of smoke.
With a mischievous glint in her eye, Fluttershy moved onto her back to face him.
Sombra leaned in, and kissed her hungrily.
His hips began to grind, rubbing his member along her marehood.
With a kiss and a grunt, Sombra slipped into Fluttershy.
Her warm mare juices welcomed his pulsing member, as she shuddered with pleasure.
Slowly at first, Sombra began to grind, whilst snarling into her ear.

"Who do you belong to?"

Fluttershy went limp.

"I belong to you."

Sombra prodded at her sunburn, causing her to wince in pain.

"YOU WILL ADDRESS ME AS SIR, YOU USELESS MARE!"

Sombra's booming voice caused Fluttershy to recoil slightly.
Sombra snarled, beginning to speed up.
Fluttershy winced in pain and pleasure as Sombra struck her sunburn, time and time again.
When he was close, Sombra pulled out.

"Get down on your haunches."

Fluttershy complied.
She sat on her haunches, looking up at Sombra with wide eyes.
Sombra pointed at his member.

"Lick it clean. Your disgusting fluids are all over it."

Fluttershy recoiled, slightly offended by the harsh words.
Sombra raised his voice again, booming around the room.

"LICK IT CLEAN RIGHT NOW, YOU FILTHY BUCK!"

Fluttershy recoiled, before edging towards Sombra's pulsating member.
Slowly, she began to lick the precum and mare juices from the head.
Sombra stared down at her, menacing, the whole time.
As Fluttershy licked the last of the fluids from the base of Sombra's stallionhood, she looked up at him with those big eyes.

"Am I done, Sir?"

Sombra raised an eyebrow.

"You're done when I say you're done."

With that, Sombra grabbed Fluttershy by the back of the head, and forced his member down her throat.
Fluttershy endured.

Sombra began to thrust into Fluttershy's throat vigorously.
She gagged, tears beginning to form in her eyes.
Something stabbed Sombra's heart at the sight, but he continued nonetheless.
He became close again, his chest heaving under the intensity of the moment.
He pulled out of Fluttershy's mouth, and ran a masterful hoof along his shaft.
With Finality, he shot out and onto Fluttershy's face.
Without even bothering to clean up, Sombra lay back and fell asleep, leaving Fluttershy feeling very conflicted.

The group huddled around a table the following morning, Pouring over breakfast.
Shining Armour looked around the group, smiling.

"How did everyone sleep?"

Gold rubbed sleep from his eyes.

"With the ruckus Sombra was making, not very well."

Braeburn poked at Gold, trying to cheer him up, whilst Fluttershy stared into her cereal.
She wasn't okay with how Sombra had treated her.
But she wasn't sure about how to confront him about it.
Shining Armour finished first, determined to meet their tipster and learn of the Changeling's whereabouts.
Sombra noticed Fluttershy acting strangely, but decided to think nothing of it.
When everyone was ready, they paid their tab and left the Inn.
Shining took out a map, and tried to locate the shipyard.
Sombra put a hoof to his face.

"You can see it from here, you dolt."

Shining huffed, before stuffing the map into his saddlepack and taking point, trotting off towards the shipyard.
Fluttershy trailed behind the group, still very conflicted over what to do with Sombra.

The shipyard drew closer with every step.
Gold noticed Fluttershy, head hung low, at the back of the group.
Slowly, he fell back from Braeburn's side to talk with her.

"Hey Fluttershy, What's up?"

She jumped slightly at the sound of his voice.
That's not good. She'd been less jumpy since she'd been with Sombra.
A concerned look in his eyes, Gold decided to press the matter.

"You seem to be a little on edge today. What's up?"

Fluttershy looked at Sombra, then to Gold.
Tears began to well up in her eyes.
Gold put a hoof on her shoulder, staying her tears.
The two began to whisper to each other.
Braeburn caught snippets of their conversation, all the while firing dirty looks at Sombra.
Shining and Sombra lead the way, oblivious to the situation unfolding behind them.
Braeburn became more and more disgusted by what he heard, and the look on his face only got worse.
Gold eventually noticed, speeding up to try and console him.
Spread thinly, Gold frantically tried to stop both Fluttershy's fit of tears, and Braeburn's fit of rage.
By the time they finally got to the shipyard, he was already exhausted.
Shining Armour went straight to the shipyard manager, requesting the one who had sent the tip.
He hadn't needed to, however, As the tipster came to them.
A single, sea blue pony stood before them, a small grin on his face.