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By Royal Appointment

- For CursedArrow

He hadn't been trained for this!

During his training to being a Canterlot Royal Guard, Thick Steel had been taught that when standing in one place became too much and the blood stopped flowing to his feet, that he should stand to attention and march up and down the corridor once.

But they'd never told him how to deal with the blood flowing somewhere_else_...

The Princesses... both of them... they were kissing, their tongues working around one another, Sun and Moon enjoying the company of the other in such a... taboo way. The way they turned, their large cutie marks illuminated in the light of the bright full moon that streamed through the stain glass windows... The way those large, flowing tails lifted but never all the way...And, of course, the fact that this was all happening right in front of him, barely a metre away!

He must not move. In his periphery, his partner's expression was stoic, his eyes set directly forwards, his own crotch showing the exact same reaction.

He must not move.

"Lieutenant." Celestia's voice cut through him. An icy shiver brought on by his sun god... Thick Steel didn't gulp, he didn't stammer. He just stood to attention and saluted, like he should.

"Yes, ma'am." He replied, his eyes straight forwards. Don't look...

"Princess Luna and I will require your services in my chambers."

Now, he swallowed. He felt a prick of sweat on his forehead. He fought to keep down a blush. "...Ma'am?"

"I hope you intend to be punctual." She said, and walked past time. The scent of her body assaulted his nostrils as she passed... he gritted his teeth. Luna stared at him, a shameless smile on her muzzle. She raised an eyebrow at him, then walked past too - leaving just a moment of standing by him, her head turning to inspect him side-on... before she too walked into the chambers.

He stood still. Then, he turned, facing the other guard. His comrade stared at him, eye wide, biting his lip. He flicked his head towards the door, as if urging him to go in...

How could he refuse...

***

Not even the huge fireplace as as warm as their mouths.

Thick Steel lay back against the large bed in the chamber's centre. His white fur sunk into the soft, purple, cushion-like material. He gasped, rolling his head back, the helmet's crest digging into it.

He glanced down again, still unsure of the reality of the situation. But they were still there - both Princesses, their four legs curled under them, long tongue running along his shaft. Up and down, up and down, caressing and lapping and coating it with their saliva. He shuddered, his hind legs twitching as he watched them, feeling his shaft jerk at their attentions...

"One cannot even begin to get their mouth around it..." Luna was saying. Her tongue was quick, rough, darting from his medial rind right to his head...

"I did request him specially." Celestia replied. She was slower, firmer, her larger tongue running from the base right the way to the head on each long, slow motion. "I knew you'd like his-"

"I think thou should stop before thou starts to talk of his sword, dear Sister..." Luna replied, her words vaguely muffled at times as she tried to fit her lips around his shaft.

Thick Steel didn't really care... because the way they worked their tongues, how his flesh was worked up and down... ooh, it was just... so good...

He bucked his hips, feeling Celestia move down to his crotch again. She pressed her muzzle right against his balls, and he gasped - how full they felt, how driven by need to be released...! He swallowed, closing his eyes and bucking again, his short blue tail flicking left and right.

And now Celestia was sliding upwards. Her tongue was so wet, so warm, and he felt a hoof curl around his shaft to press it against that mouth. He felt her lips rub over it as she got higher and higher, tantalisingly slowly towards the head, and he couldn't help it, he should last longer, but he couldn't help it, and then those lips were on his head and wrapping around and-

He shouted, eyes wide open, and he thrust upwards into her mouth. He could feel his seed spurting out, filling up her muzzle, and he gasped and pawed at the air with his hooves as he did so. Oh gods... oh, Celestia... oh, the feeling of release! Warmth ran down his shaft, some he felt on his fur, and he thrust up again, driving the head into that warm maw, feeling it rub and lick around it...

By the time he came down, his chest rose and fell heavily. He blinked, finally taking in his surroundings again...

Celestia was dripping with his cum. It was all over her face, in great strands across her flowing, waving hair... He bit his lip in sudden fright, but she smiled, staring right up at him. As he watched, she smiled, and stepped forwards - her body wasn't all that much larger than his, close up, but she straddled him easily, and sat back against his shaft...

Thick Steel gritted his teeth as his sensitive cock was pressed roughly against his stomach. Celestia was sitting on the underside, and as he watched, she ground against him. Warmth, wetness once more, but not from her mouth this time. He gasped, arching his back, making a strangled noise as she pressed down and dragged her hips across that length, her juices dripping from the sides...

His view was suddenly eclipsed as the slender form of Luna shifted in front of her sister. He gazed up, but she was facing forwards, towards Celestia. Thick steel had just a view of her rear, so close, so thick, as she lifted it and pressed it against the underside of his head... Ooooh, gods...!

"One thinks it was a good choice. How did he taste?"

"See for yourself, sister."

Thick Steel stared up at the two of them as they leaned in. Gold-hoofed forelegs wrapped around Luna's back, pulling her in, and again they kissed. And still, he was here, trapped under them as they dragged their hips back and forth along his shaft. He quivered, opening and shutting his mouth, biting his lip as they worked more and more roughly, faster and faster.

They were used to this, he suddenly realised. How many guards had they taken in? Or had it just been citizens before? Why stop there... delegates? Other leaders...? How many people had they taken in and seduced in these large, warm chambers, where the smells of luxurious life and feminine virility circulated and intoxicated the mind...

Intoxicated was right, though. He quickly came to the conclusion that right now, he didn't care... Oh, perhaps later, he may wonder, but how could he think about that when now...

He stared forwards. Luna's crotch was on full view - it glistened, and he swallowed as she rolled her hips back, dragging the very bottom of it along his shaft, then back until his glans were just touching it. His shaft was no longer hypersensitive... no, it bulged and jerked and pleasure slid through him... oh goodness, again, already? At this point, he wasn't exactly surprised though.

He stared forwards, and then, summoning his strength, he reached forwards and pressed his hooves against Luna's rear. Her hide was soft, and gave where he touched. He pressed them squeezed them, pressing her down against him.

The moon princess gasped, and wriggled her hips against his grasp. He licked his lips, doing it again, thrusting up against Celestia.

"He's enjoying it, it seems!" Luna said loudly, breaking from the kiss. Celestia chuckled - that same warm, tinkling chuckle from so many ceremonies and events. He knew he'd never be able to hear it the same again.

His grip became tighter, working her against the head of his shaft. His black flesh gleamed with her juices, and he panted hard, bucking against her. With the two of them at two sweet spots, he knew he wouldn't last long. He drove her down, enjoying her soft rear, pressing her against him as she bucked his hips more and more, delighting in it, gasping in pleasure, just watching as his shaft flared suddenly and then aaaaaah!

His body jerked, and one again he was caught in the powerful grasp of orgasm. He shook, shouting and gasping, feeling his own seed splashing against his chest and neck. Above him, he was dimly aware of a couple of appreciative moans and gasps...

They'd brought him in, licked him, ground against him, teased him. Thick Steel had been taught, above all, to respect the princesses - but this went beyond duty. This was need.

Even as he was coming down from orgasm, the two larger ponies still grinding against his shaft, he pressed down with his hooves. He pushed Luna up, making her lift her rear, and the princess turned to look down at him. Her smile... damn, her smile...

He put another hoof on his shaft, not caring about how it was still flared, and pushed it up. The tip pressed against Luna's cunt, sliding over her folds, and he watched as more liquids dripped down and mixed with his cum.

"Oh, Sister...!"

"It's okay, Luna. You can do it..."

She could. And so could he. He pushed it forwards, sliding the tip in, and then-

Luna pressed her hips back, sitting down on his shaft. Thick Steel's eyes bulged, his hoofs spasming as the tip was squeezed by her insides. He let out an undignified whinny, and reached up, his paws pressing against her rear again and helping her to move in a slow rhythm.

Up, down... up, down... his shaft sliding slowly, each time disappearing inside her... inside his god. Thick Steel began to smile, and even let out a short laugh, moving her faster and faster as he pressed upwards each time, working with her.

"Sister, it is too big..."

"I know, Luna. I can see it..."

"Oh, by all that is sacred...!"

Thick Steel pressed his hoofs against her, beginning to fuck her firmly. He slid the shaft back, then drove it forwards again. He swallowed, his shaft throbbing in pleasure, watching her lift up watch time he thrust to deal with the sheer size. She only just got past the medial ring.

More...

He thrust again and again. Maybe it was a dream. He knew Luna could visit them... but it seemed too real, so visceral. This pleasure was so... so great! He gasped, giving a moan of his own as the feeling swam through him, a whirlpool of bliss. His body was shaking as he slid that shaft deeper into her each time, feeling her get so close to his hips...

"Thou should see your efforts..." Luna's voice was deep, said between gasps for breath. Thick Steel gasped too, words caught at the back of his throat as she leaned forwards, and then began to turn around...

The feeling of her flesh pressing against his shaft as she did so made him twitch and gasp again, but it wasn't that which made his eyes go wide. Luna finished turning, and sat back, sliding slowly down the shaft. Her eyes were closed, teeth gritted, obviously to deal with it...

Her belly bulged. Oh, how it bulged. He could see the tip of his shaft, see its shape against her hide. She rose up and pressed down again, her hind legs splayed out so that he could see every aspect of it as she rode him, pressed deeper on that cock. Oh, gods! This was too much!

He curled his hooves around her hips, pressing them down, feeling her underneath his grip. He gritted his teeth - and began to pull her up and down, fucking the princess he revered, rutting his god. His mind was taken over by lust, by desire, by that inescapable need.

"He's good, isn't he sister?" Celestia said, wrapping her forelegs around her sister. Luna didn't respond - her moans echoed off the walls.

Thick Steel went faster, rougher. His hips drove against her now, he pressed his large balls up against her rear. He had far more seed in him than he'd already given, and he knew exactly where it was going to be spent now. He gave one more gaze, one long, tracking look from her full, stretched cunt, all the way up her bulging, distended belly, up to her face that spoke of nothing but bliss...

He saw his shaft flare. He even saw the bulge grow as the first spurt of cum was shot right into her.

He threw back his head, crying his delights to the heaven that surrounded him. His seed splashed into Luna, her cries mixing with his, as he filled her body up . He could feel his cum leaking from the imperfect seal, but he didn't care. He kept thrusting, again and again, more and more cum spurting into her as he fucked her relentlessly, lost, consumed by the fire in his loins.

...

Oh, the pleasures of the night...

He fell back against the bed after several long moments. His brow was wet with sweat, his chest rising and falling with the exertion. Above him, Luna sat on his shaft, her belly full of both his shaft and his cum. Thick Steel opened one eye, looking up at Celestia leaning over her shoulder.

"They train guards well." She said, smiling at him. Behind those eyes was a thousand years of knowledge. Behind those eyes were tactics and strategies and plans and vices...

"Come." She continued, as Luna opened her eyes and stared down at her full, bulging belly.

"Show us more."