Guard Anon (Short Luna Green) by Anon

>You open your eyes slowly, smiling gently as you see the late afternoon light spilling into the room, the mare in your arms gently lit by her sister's setting sun
>You slide off the bed carefully, to avoid waking her, and begin donning your armor quietly
>You eventually pull the last piece on and gently slip the door open and back out of it to your stated post, closing the door carefully behind you
>You turn and nearly jump back out of your freshly-donned armor as you find none other than the sun princess herself watching you
>You jump to attention, snapping up a salute, but Celestia waves you down, telling you to relax
>You do so, but only marginally
>She tilts her head and scrutinizes you for a moment before asking you why you had been in Luna's room instead of standing your post outside her door
>You gulp slightly and explain that the princess had been having trouble sleeping and had asked you to remain in her room as she slept, as it eased her worries
>Celestia's eyes narrowed near-imperceptibly, but she seems to shrug it off, and asks you to inform Luna that she wishes to speak to her once she has finished raising the moon
>You assure her you will pass on the message, and she leaves
>You heave a gargantuan sigh of relief once she is out of sight and relax
>You turn as you hear the door behind you open

>Luna sticks her head out, hair flattened on the right side of her head
"Was our sister just here?"

>You nod and recount the conversation, Luna paling visibly as you do so
>Once you're finished, she ducks back inside her room
>Trotting to the balcony, she summons her power and begins to raise the moon
>As she does, you ponder the awkward situation in which you find yourself
>You remember the princess' constant nightmares that caused her to cry out in her sleep, bringing you running time and again, having to comfort her as she shook, memories of her time possessed corrupting her sleep

>You mull over the recent memories of how evening after evening she posted you closer to her: hallway, doorway, foot of the bed, until she eventually couldn't even close her eyes without your arms wrapped around her
>Once you began sharing her bed, the dreams finally ceased, and she slept peacefully throughout the day
>After the first day or so you found yourself sleeping as well, dozing straight through your shift, waking up once the sun began to set
>Eventually you accepted this and ceased to sleep at night, instead accompanying Luna as she passed the night in the Royal Archive or in the observatory atop her tower, watching as her gorgeous moon danced among the stars

>You return to the present as she finishes raising her charge and steps toward the box containing her finery
>You step quickly, crossing the room to assist her
>She unlocks the box and you stare down at the ancient emblems of state for a moment before you lift out a shoe and begin helping her dress
>Once her hooves are shod, you lift her necklace and ease it over her head, allowing it to settle gently against her chest
>Finally you lift her crown, emblazoned with the symbol of her moon and place it upon her brow

>As it settles, her mane ripples out, growing brighter than before, turning ethereal and undulating silently
>She looks up with a smile and thanks you
>You respond with a nod and a warm smile
>She turns to leave and her cutie mark catches your eye, you gaze at it for a moment before you realize you are staring at her flank and tear your gaze away with a blush tinging your cheeks
>You shake your head to clear the thoughts about her plump rump away and nearly miss her asking if her sister had specified where she had wanted to talk at
>You shake your head again, this time in answer to her query, and tell her you don't know where Celestia wanted to meet
>She gives a light sigh and leaves to seek her out
>You stand about until your replacement comes to relieve you then head off to the archives, intending to read awhile
>As you slip through the silent, well-oiled doors, you hear voices and peer around the stacks until you find the source
>You snap back behind the stacks, and suck in a breath, having spotted the princesses seated nearby at a table loaded down with books and scrolls
>You listen in, heart slamming against your rib cage as if attempting to liberate itself and flee
>"Then there is nothing between you two?"
"Nothing at all, I've just been sleeping poorly, and his presence allows me to relax enough to sleep properly" Luna replies, a light blush gracing her cheeks
>"Alright then"
>"Now, what I'd intended to ask you this evening was whether you be attending the-"

>Celestia's voice drops away behind you as you leave the room, mulling over what you've just heard
>You suppose it's good Celestia isn't terribly suspicious and thus likely to reassign you anytime soon, yet Luna's comment has left you with a strange ache in your chest
>The rest of the night passes in a blur as you wander about the castle, subconsciously avoiding the places Luna is prone to frequent

>Your shift comes around again, and you stand outside Luna's door, rigidly at attention, eyes locked on a spot far down the hall
>Luna's door creeps open and she steps out slowly, looking up at you with a puzzled expression
"Why didst thou not join us this past evening as we read?" She queries with a sad smile

>Your reply is curt, you tell her of over-hearing her conversation with her sister
>She blinks and sighs, sounding so pitiful that you break your horizon-piercing vigil and look down to see her tearing up
>You immediately kneel before her and begin to apologize, but she cuts you off with a kiss
>Your eyes shoot open wide as she pulls away
"We lied to our dear sister: we couldn't risk telling her the truth and chance having you sent to a new post"
"True, your presence did comfort us during our nightmares, but the nightmares ceased within a day of you stepping into the room"
"We acted as if they had continued so we could bring you closer each day"
"We were afraid you might leave us after that first night together, your presence puts us at such ease that all of our fears seem to melt away when we lay with you"
"We.. I want nothing more than to be with you, this and every night"

>As you register what her words imply, you begin to back into her room, closing the door behind the two of you, not wanting to be overheard
>She trots over to the bed and lies down with a relieved sigh, having told you her secret at last
>You gulp lightly and walk over, sitting down next to her
>"I feel the same, I was afraid that after getting so close, I might lose you"

>She looks up with an expression of surprise and, gathering your courage, you close the distance with a kiss
>Her eyes light up as you kiss her deeper
>Hand wrapped around the back of her downy soft neck, you hold her close
>You lean into her, the two of you fall back onto the bed
>Your tongues dance together, the furious beating of your hearts making the melody, your breath singing the chorus
>Your hand strays, slipping down her leg slowly
>You begin pulling off the jewelry you had dressed her in the evening before, shoes coming off one by one as your tongues wrestle
>Once her bare hooves grace your hands, you break the kiss long enough to slide her necklace off
>You slowly bring her down to her bare fur, only her crown left
>You break the kiss once more as you pull away gently
>She lies back fully as you lay the last piece carefully aside
>You turn your attention to her body, drinking in her smooth equine beauty as you resume your kiss for a brief moment before kissing your way down her neck, shoulders, and tuft slowly, savoring the feel of her velvet soft fur against your lips and cheeks
>You waste no time in sliding along her down-soft chest, working down to her navel and below
>She moans softly as your mouth brushes across her slowly hardening nipples
>You take one into your lips, suckling gently, teasing her other teat with a hand as you do
>You nibble gently at the nipple held captive in your mouth, and she shivers in response
>Gradually you move on, eliciting a soft groan of protest as she quickly finds herself missing the sensation
>You kiss your way down past her stomach and along her thigh, dancing past her crotch teasingly, avoiding it momentarily as the heat builds up within her
>Your hand slides along her leg before coming to rest at the base of her ankle, your fingers pushing apart along the side, before firmly massaging the frog of her hoof
>Your free hand grips the underside of her thigh, firmly rubbing into it to release the tension within
>She seem to melt in your attentive hands, letting out a deep sigh as she relaxes
>You smirk and bring your mouth back around, finally honing in on the source of her heat, gracing her marehood with a light kiss, a peck on the lips really
>It's not even a half-second long, but she gasps nonetheless, color flushing her cheeks
>"P-Please" she begins, but you shush her gently, directing a broad, rough lick across her puffy lips
>Dragging your tongue slowly, savoring her taste, you elicit another adorable gasp
>You smile, thinking that you really need to hear that gasp again and slide a finger down her folds slowly, reveling in how soft she is, and gently push it inside
>The moan you get in response isn't cute like her gasps, but it affects you in a way you like just as well
>You respond by following it up with a second finger, plunging them deep into her in your quest to bring her pleasure
>Her arousal becomes more apparent as she peppers your fingers and knuckle with kisses from her love nub and you respond in kind, firming up behind your armor, your 'sword' rising in response
>Leaning in, your lips latch around her winking clit, your tongue swirling across it happily
>You tease her a little more enthusiastically as your lust builds, while using a free hand to remove your helmet
>Seeing what you are doing; Luna's horn lights up, unbuckling the upper half of your armor and lifting up your breastplate, forcing you lift your head and arms, momentarily ceasing your ministrations
>You stand, unclasping the remainder of your armor, allowing it to drop to the carpeted floor piece by piece with a muffled clang
>She pulls in a breath, seeing your body slowly revealed as you deftly shed what little clothing you wore beneath your armor
>You silently thank your trainer for beating you into shape as she inspects your sculpted body

>Luna lies forward, running a hoof down your abdomen, pausing just above your navel, taking a moment to look over your member before grasping it and stroking slowly with the frog of her hooves
>Her hooves grip you in a way that defies logic, but appeals to your lust
>As she strokes faster, you briefly ponder how it doesn't slip from her grip, but the thought is lost with her next action
>Her head lowers and she plants a kiss on the head, caressing it gently with her lips
>You suck in a breath, watching as she slips her lips around your head, tongue rolling around, stroking, licking, suckling: the sensations build up, your senses overrun by stimuli
>You toss your head back, letting your breath out in a massive, whooshing exhale
>Her head dips down as she hears your breathing change
>The sensation of her mouth amazes you: soft as silk, warm and moist
>It's not long before you feel the edges of an orgasm approaching, the edges of your vision going black
>You start thrusting your hips and groaning, your hand sliding through her mane as you lightly hold the back of her head
>She seems to understand that you are close and, redoubling her efforts, pushes you over the edge
>You tighten up, ejaculating hard as she takes you deeper than before, your seed pouring out as your dick brushes the back of her throat
>She gags a little, but moans as well, sending vibrations through your cock, keeping you coming a moment longer as she forces you deeper in her throat

>When you've finished, she pulls your dick out with a quiet pop
>She tilts her head back and swirls some of your seed around her mouth a moment before swallowing the last of it
>With that wonderfully lewd display, your self-control crumbles, and your member pops right back to attention
>You push her down onto her back gently, rubbing the head of your cock against her wet, winking lips for a moment before pushing inside her and rocking your hips slowly
>The unexpected roughness sets her off with a quiet moan, and she does what comes naturally: wrapping her hooves around you, clutching at your back as you push deeper within her
>You push slowly, letting her feel every inch of your length
>She moans and begins impatiently bucking her hips, pushing them up to grind against yours
>You run your hands down her flanks, cupping her twin cutie marks, squeezing the moons
>She gasps, grinding against you as your greedy fingers sink into her plump rear, stroking and squeezing, pulling her up, hips grinding together, bringing her wave after wave of bliss
>Luna shudders and shakes, the muscles inside her contracting as she slides closer to the edge
>You find yourself nearing your end as well, and decide to change tactics
>You stop thrusting, eliciting a groan of protest, but you pay no mind
>You wrap your arms around her, rolling over, leaving her sitting atop your waist
>She lets out an excited squeal and begins bouncing on your hips, her flank slapping your thighs loudly
>You silently complement yourself on your brilliant choice of position: like this you can watch your thick pole sliding in and out wetly, Luna's excitement dripping out onto you, running down your inner thigh, staining Luna's flanks as she grinds her hips against yours

>Despite the pause, you both begin drawing near orgasm once more, so you decide to kick it up a notch
>You wait until she slides back up your shaft slowly and quickly swipe a good deal of the wetness from your cock, getting your fingers quite slick
>You stop Luna for a moment, asking her to turn to face the other direction
>She does so, a lust-ridden, yet puzzled look adorning her scrunched muzzle
>Once her flank is facing you, she starts bouncing again eagerly
>You reach out, grabbing her flank, and spreading her
>She gasps, but doesn't protest, a blush spreading across her cheeks
>You rub and squeeze her wonderful rear for a moment as she rides up to the tip of your cock again, but before she can slide back down you slip the tips of your slicked up fingers inside her tight ponut

>She screams in pleasure as she clamps down around you and begins slamming her hips down, pushing you deep within both holes
>You once again silently complement a choice: not yours, but rather, that of whomever designed Luna's tower
>She's a definite screamer, and you're glad no one's around to hear her
>You lose your train of thought as Luna begins pounding her hips down with a wet smack
>Fuck, at this rate, you don't think you'll last much longer, given how tight she's gotten after your teasing and fingering
>However, you don't get another chance to delay the end as Luna screams again, this time rattling the walls as she finally comes, clamping down hard around you, her inner walls milking your cock for every drop they can suck from your aching balls

>You oblige her, grabbing her hips and slamming them down, pumping load after load of your seed into her with a contented sigh
>Once both of your orgasms have subsided she gets up shakily, your half-flaccid dick sliding out to land on your abdomen with a plop
>She turns, and lies down atop you, her head snuggled into the hollow between your neck and shoulder with a happy sigh
>You lie there silently for a while, basking in your shared afterglow, her wings around you, your arms holding her close
>Eventually the two of you drift off to sleep, your last thought once again praising the foresight of the builder who placed her room so far away from other ponies

Celestia swallowed past the lump in her throat, hoof raised to knock, just as it had been for quite some time. She eventually shook her head to clear it as the noises subsided and trotted back the way she'd came, the only evidence of her former paralysis being a broad damp spot on the carpet just before Luna's door