The tavern light swung softly from side to side as various creatures of all types sat around the old wooden tables, laughing heartily and drowning in their deep joys from their alcohol. Sitting by the bartender was a single griffin, Gilda, pouting as she scanned over the room. All of these people were just so lame! She saw teenagers, obviously too young to be here, hiding in the corner, drinking a few bottles of beer and showing off to their friends who could drink more. She saw older dragons, sitting in a booth at the end of the bar, reminiscing about older times while taking the occasional swig of their beverages, growing warmer with the second. The rest of the bar was filled with simply middle-aged creatures, nothing very exciting other than their laughter and their union of friendship. No fights, no rowdiness, nobody was even at the pool tables!
"Two more." Gilda huffed out, expecting the bartender to hear her. The bartender, however, was busy with another older client, a donkey that had issues hearing, causing the bartender to have to yell to communicate his point.
"HEY, YOU LITTLE FAGGOT." Gilda screamed, raising herself from the seat onto the table. "I SAID TWO MORE!"
"You've had way too much." The bartender said calmly. "Now calm down before I have to throw you out." He sighed and turned back to the older donkey to continue their discussion.
"Pfft! Lame! All of you are just lame! It's so quiet here, there's no action, there's no chaos, there's nothing! Just a bunch of old farts and teenagers who think they're cool! You don't HAVE to kick me out, I'll come back when this plays livens up a little bit!" Gilda sighed as she walked out of the bar, not even paying for the seven drinks she had consumed so hastily before.
She stepped outside into the dark night, roughly 10:00 PM, with the night still being young but everything already started. "Damn, there isn't shit for me to do out here! But. . . " she sighed and thought about memories of her time in Cloudsdale. It was a great time, where she had a large group of friends that supported her immensely, even though she was still the punk that she is now. She had a great friend, Rainbow Dash, that she could do anything with. They did drugs together, drank together, did all sorts of things together. . . but then she had to go off and be an egghead. . .
". . . I can't go back there, though." Gilda sighed, remembering her horrid treatment there. Why did ponies have to be so LAME anyway? They do all sorts of things to torture her, with pranks all directed to her, to embarrass her, and SHE'S the one they call a villain?!
She walked aimlessly from the bar, not entirely sure what direction she was heading, but hoping something would pop up that she'd like. After some walking, she bumped into a strangely dark figure. His mane was a deep shade of red and black that flowed in the air like a flag, and deep green eyes. Deep, green, piercing eyes, that gazed at her like an eagle. His body was a deep shade of black, wearing a grand coat of red, with silver armor. His breath was heavy and rustled her feathers as she stared at him. He stood at a height slightly taller than her, and had an odd smile on his face, a smile of deep intend, a smile of a hunter, a cunning and ruling hunter.
"WATCH IT!" She screamed at it. She was honestly a bit frightened, but the worst thing to do when a scary creature is seen is to show weakness.
The creature simply stared and continued its creepy smile.
"What? Not going to leave? I'm TRYING to walk here." Gilda growled, pressing her body against the creature. "NOW GO!"
But it only stared at her and laughed.
"Mmmmmm. . . " he growled. "Crystal. . ."
"I'm NOT your damn Crystal! I'm Gilda, the fastest griffin in all of the land and BANISHED from Equestria because they're scared that I'm too cool for them!" Gilda cried out.
"Banished. . . " the creature mumbled, a raspiness and deepness coming from his voice that sent shivers down Gilda's spine. "I am banished as well. . ." he mutters slightly louder, in a less instigating tone.
"Oh, so you can speak?" Gilda growled. "Well, good FUCKING thing you're banished! It's a stupid place anyway! What, with their "Friendship" and shit! I bet all of them are still just stupid virgins anyways, who have never had a single day of fun in their life!" Gilda paused for a moment to roll her eyes "Or at least, REAL fun! No, they just have their stupid pranks and little antics meant for BABIES. Can you fucking believe it?"
"Virgin. . . " The creature breathed out.
"Yeah, bitches who haven't gotten any dick." Gilda went on, riding off of the momentum of having someone to finally express her angers to. She stared at the creature for a second as he seemed to lose his piercing gaze and looked downwards, almost in a shameful way. "D-Don't tell me that. . ."
"Mmmm. . . Virgins are. . . bad?" The creature asked.
"Not really BAD!" Gilda replied hastily, making sure not to anger the creature, who still was intimidating, even for her. "But. . . it's a lot cooler not to be a virgin! Because sex is fucking awesome!"
Sombra smiled and stared at Gilda, regaining his piercing gaze. "Sex. . . is fun. . ."
"Hell fucking yeah! Just gotta find a bitch to do it with!" Gilda replied. They both stared into each other's eyes, awaiting some sort of magical phrase that would break this awkward silence. Gilda's thoughts suddenly clicked as the creature simply smiled and did his creepily low laugh. "Are you. . . Shit, I've got nothing else to do"
"Not a virgin. . ." the creature growled in excitement.
"I'm assuming you haven't done this before, so let's give you a crash course. So you whi-" Gilda began to explain, in a deeply annoyed tone that she had to spend her night with a stupid virgin. However, before she could finish her thoughts, she found herself flying in the air, landing on a brick wall, sliding to the floor where her rear end was shown in full view.
"The fuck?" Gilda moaned as she looked back, and saw the creature, walking towards her, his eyes growing more and more focused as he growled and snarled, with sounds of excitement, pleasure, and utter desire.
The creature approached Gilda, who was staying put to avoid any sort of other punishment for her existence and lack of submission. He bent over, and rubbed his snout against GIlda's ear.
"The fuck is that supposed to be ero-" Gilda began to complain, but couldn't finish her words once again as she received a smack to the rear end from one of the creature's hooves.
"I am Sombra. . . I am king. . . Prepare to be. . . conquered." Sombra growled into her ear as he positioned himself on top of her.
"Really fucking planned out that one didn't you." Gilda sighed under her breath, speaking quickly to avoid any more punishment from her "master." She turned around and stared at Sombra, who was laughing more in pleasure, as she saw his penis growing harder and harder at the sight of her genitalia.
"Slave. . . slave. . . " Sombra breathed out as he simply stared at Gilda's ass, motionless from being pounded against a wall, but still full of freshness and ripeness, ready to be pounded upon a moments notice.
"Oh yes, I'm your slave, please, master, fuck me as you wish." Gilda stated in a very sarcastically annoyed tone. She had expected this from a virgin like him, even if he did seem like he got some every night, but he could at least not be so abusive! There were things you had to do with a girl, even if she was the sluttiest bi- "SHIT TITS!" Gilda screamed as she felt his member entering her vagina. "Shit, man, how big is that thing?!" She cried out. She saw an outline of his penis while looking back, but due to his black skin as well as the darkness of the night, she couldn't really describe it as well as she had hoped, and now it was busy pounding out her insides.
"Yes. . . cry more. . . slave. . ." Sombra breathed out, as he shoved more of his length inside of Gilda, resting his body on top of her as she laid on the ground, grinding her beak from the shock of his graciously sized member entering her body so unannounced.
"God. . . damn. . . I might actually enjoy this." Gilda breathed out as Sombra settled himself inside of her, his member rubbing against the walls of her insides, making her want to moan with intense pleasure. "Well. . . what are you waiting fo-!?"
She received yet another slap, this time to the back of her neck. "SILENCE!" Sombra screamed, the first words he had exclaimed that were higher than a low grumble. "Warm. . ." Sombra moaned as he relaxed himself on top of Gilda, licking the back of her neck like a puppy to its owner.
"S-S-Shit man! If you're going to fucking try to be assertive, you have to bi-" Gilda growled, unhappy with how much Sombra's agressive behavior decided to leave him completely.
"SILENCE! I feel. . . a disturbance. . ." Sombra growled as he smacked both of his hooves across Gilda's back. With this statement, his hips began to thrust in and out of her vagina, starting off slowly and constrained, but quickly growing in speed and intensity.
"Well finaFUCKINGly you realize it. . . " Gilda exclaimed. "But. . . aah. . ." She let out a moan of pleasure, and arched her back slightly. "It's so good. . . maybe this won't be so ba-"
"I FEEL. . . A DISTURBANCE!" Sombra screamed as he bucked his hips even harder, pushing on the boundaries of Gilda's insides.
"Please don't tell me you're about to cu-"
"GGGGYAAAAAAUUUGGGHHH" Sombra wailed as he squeezed Gilda closer to him, pulsing as fast as his body would let him into her warmth, letting out his warm seed to fill her vagina. After finishing inside of her, ignoring her complaints, he pulled out and stood back up. "No longer. . . a virgin. . . " he stated, going back to his low grumble, his breath now heavier from pleasure and relaxation.
Gilda turned around and glared at Sombra. "That's IT?! That was LITERALLY about THIRTY SECONDS." Gilda stood up and stomped towards Sombra, pressing her body up against his once more. "You may LOOK strong and terrifying and powerful, you may know how to smack your bitch up, but you're still fucking LAME." Gilda slapped Sombra across the face. "Maybe come back around here when you learn how to fuck a bitch properly. But until then, get your ASS out of here, nobody wants you! Also, speak the fuck up if you're going to just perform like some geek, your voice doesn't fool ANYBODY!" She stomped on the ground once more and walked out of the alleyway, not even bothering to clean the patches of cum lying across her rear end.
"I am. . ." Sombra began, watching Gilda leave "truly. . . a king." He laughed to himself, not caring about his horrid performance in pleasing Gilda, but only caring about the great feeling of the disturbance under him. "More. . . I must have more. . ." He growled as he left the alleyway and walked out of the streets, for even though he was still a reject of society, rejected by even the most rejected creatures, he was still the main man, the head honcho, the king, and as king, all that mattered was his own pleasure, not his acceptance by society.
"OH, AND ONE MORE FUCKING THING" Gilda screamed, hurrying back to Sombra. "Use a fucking condom next time." She growled as she slapped him across the face one more time, turning around immediately to leave his presence.
Sombra laughed and clapped his hooves together. "I. . . I have a. . . descendant. . . I must make more." Sombra muttered to himself happily, imagining his sweet child, his oldest son, being born into this world by Gilda. Gilda wasn't going to be a queen or anything, because queens would just take his power, but he would have someone to train, someone that can keep his power strong after his death. More ponies that could be influenced by him to rule, to enslave other ponies, to benefit themselves. He laughed heartily at the thought and continued back on his path. "I must find. . . more." Sombra muttered to himself, walking into the local bar, ready to conquer his next prey.
