>Day Volley Ball in Equestria
>Be Nightlight
>You awake in a warm bed with a warm, fleshy somep0ny wrapped around your body
>Anon looks so peaceful in his sleep and you wonder what humans dream about
>His breath blows gently on your face as you stare up at him
>He is curled in a rather tight spiral around you as if he was a wall to defend you
>You move your hips slightly and feel a smooth, pleasant jolt inch up your spine
>Looking down, you see Anon's maleness is half inside you
>A smile parts your sleepy face as you try to recall making love with him
>You grind yourself very slowly as you let the fullness in your belly settle
>From the smell of it, you two must have been very pent up!
>Anon stirs suddenly with his eyes half open and he looks down at you
>"Afternoon, Nightlight. Did you sleep well?"
>He yawns with his face turned away from you and then returns to staring into your eyes
"Yeah, but I'm glad to be up now."
>You smile to him and nuzzle into his chest
>He begins to pull back his hips and you catch him
"Wait... Just... a little longer."
>"We have no training tonight."
"Not even exercise?"
>"Well, it would still be good to get in a workout. No reason we should be lazy."
>You smile at Anon before pushing your hips down into him
>His alert body hardens almost instantly in you and your full feeling gets even better
"Would this count... oh~, as a workout?"
>Anon's hands rest on either side of you butt and he squeezes lightly
>"It -could- if you make me sweat."
>A giggle slips from your throat as Anon pulls you closer
"I'm glad I can still be in the guard with you, Anon."
>"The work is difficult, Night, but that is just part of the job."
>Anon rests in your warm body and you feel his heart beat flow through him
"I will work harder, ah~, so hard... I promise, unf~."
>"Do you truly enjoy my company as much as you say?"
>His body smells so much like your own with delicate hints of passion in the mix
>You rub your face into Anon again and roll your tongue against him
"I love being with you. I wasn't sure in the beginning, but you're amazing. I love you, Anonymous. I truly do."
>"I am glad you do. Secretly, I've grown accustomed to you around and it would be very hard for me to part with you now."
"Why does it have to be a secret?"
>Anon slowly pushes his body into you and you twist in delight
>"It must be a secret or my enemy's would have leverage against me."
>He grunts once through his nose as his thick member halts inside you
>The force of his well-defined hips makes your eyes roll back as you enjoy every little sensation
>You are certain no stallion could ever match Anon in length or control as his fingers dig into your bottom
>"Still so wonderfully tight."
>Anon moans into your ear and it makes you shiver
"This is, uh~! This is such a good way to, ah~! Way to wake up..."
>You are at the mercy of your powerful lover now as he lifts you effortlessly
>He lets some of your weight naturally pull you down while he pushes back up
>You resign yourself to being used by Anon as you look into his eyes
>They are such magnificent orbs, so bright and full of energy
>Just seeing them makes you feel safe and warm
>You are snapped from your daydreaming as Anon sinks another inch into you
>It is hard to believe that anything could feel so incredible and your hooves tense up
>A small, wet sound squeaks from you as Anon begins to pick up the pace
>You can fee the tightening in your stomach with thrust as your own needs are filled over and over
>You squeak a sharp squeak as Anon makes your body spill warm girl-goo 
>The feeling is exquisite and you ride out the continued pounding Anon administers
>Breathlessly, you whisper to your focused lover
"I love you, Anon."
>You feel two solid thrusts before Anon loses his pace and stiffens up
>Fingers clench your rump tightly as a hot load of stallion batter begins to fill you
>It is an intoxicating feeling to have somep0ny spill their frustration into your body
>It is made all the better to have somep0ny you love doing it!
>Anon collapses beside you with a rough panting sound as he unloads
>You hold him tightly so that you get every drop of his love 
>A thought crosses your mind if you could get pregnant from this, but it is pushed aside by a warm mouth pressing into your muzzle
>"What a lovely way to start the night, wouldn't you agree?"
>The forceful spurting fades inside of you as Anon finishes up and you smile
"Absolutely."
>You lay against Anon's muscular body and huff softly between tired coos
>He smells so beastly, you think, like the musk of an alpha timberwolf and your nose can barely get enough of the scent
>A hand wraps behind your mane and nimble fingers run smooth nails against the lining of your ear
>It tickles, but you let Anon have his fun
>"Did you have any plans tonight?"
"No, actually. I did not know we were on rest today."
>"We should find someway to entertain ourselves then. Even night guards need time to clear their head's."
>If only it were so easy, you dream
>You cuddle closer to the lovely body before you and stare up
>Without warning, the door bursts open and in steps a familiar pair of guards
>"Sir Anonymous! We have news from the..."
>The two look at your fused forms before turning away in mild disgust
>"We have news from the, uhh... the Princess... Yeah..."
>The other guard looks back to you and his ear twitches a bit
>"Princess Luna and Princess Celestia would like to see you, Anonymous."
>The first guard ducks his head and whispers rather loudly to his friend
>"Psst, Sunshine... should we just... walk away?"
>The other guard looks to him with a scowl and speaks lowly
>"No, no! We need to give him the letter!"
>"But, just look at what we're dealing with here!"
>You feel Anon stir and slip himself from you
>It takes everything you have not to moan and you try to cover your embarrassment with the thin blankets
>Anon wraps a towel around his waist and stands proudly and dignified, as Anon is want to do
>"Thank you two for informing me. Alert the Princesses that I shall arrive within the hour!"
>He holds his hand out and one of the guards carefully places a letter in it
>They make haste to get out of the room while another snickers at the absurdity of it all
>Anon reads silently before turning to you with an odd expression
>"I have to go..."
"Can I come with you?"
>"I do not think it would be wise for your sake."
"But, I am your trainee! How am I suppose to learn my duties if I do not follow?"
>"This may be above you... However, if you truly insist on going then let us clean up."
>Anon begins running a bath without much speaking between you as you ready his clothing alongside your own
>You muse over Anon's simple white shirt and dark pants as you neatly place them to one side
>His braided hemp belt hangs from one bedpost and you lay a package of dried meat next to the outfit
>You are sure Anon would be hungry after last night and this morning
>A smile breaks over your face as you think about being in his arms 
>"Nightlight! The bath is ready!"
>You trot easily to the bathing room and see Anon stripped down
>It is truly a shame that he would wear clothing all the time with such a cute rump
>He hops into the tub with his usual grace and you follow closely
>The bathing routine is just that as Anon quickly washes you down and cleans himself
>This could be more fun under different circumstances, you think
>It feels like it ends nearly as quickly as it began when Anon steps from the tub and buffs himself out
>You stand to your hooves and shake lightly to wring out the deeper wetness under your coat before drying your mane
>The binding on your tail has held up admirably over the last few adventures you've had and even bathing does not appear to make it come loose
>Anon is dressed in seconds and waits with a slightly impatient gaze
"Just a moment, I would like to brush my mane out. No reason to see the princesses looking like a mop, right?"
>"... I suppose."
>Anon turns the letter in his hands a few times while you properly comb your mane
>Without much ceremony, you are off
>The warm night is rather lively with insects and you hear the chirp of crickets or the buzz of flies as you walk through the grounds
>Anon licks his teeth with a popping noise and you look up
>His sharp canines gleam in the dim light and you are reminded of Thirsters again
"Anon?"
>"Yes, Nightlight?"
"Do you eat bugs?"
>"Not unless I must. Usually, I find the shells too noisy."
"Interesting, so you really can eat anything?"
>"I can, yes. Why do you ask?"
"No reason, it's just interesting to learn things about you."
>Anon is silent for a few steps before he speaks ahead of himself
>"I do not believe I really know much about you, actually."
"Oh... Well, what would you like to know?"
>"Anything you feel that you should tell me."
>Anon continues walking at his brisk pace while you dream up something interesting to say
"I have two brothers and a sister. I'm the youngest of the four."
>"Are they also in the guard?"
"No, my first brother doesn't live in Canterlot anymore. He moved away to Mustangia a while ago. His name is, 'Moonstone' and I am not even sure what he does anymore. My second brother's named, 'Diamond Hoof' and he works breaking rocks in the quarry outside of Ponyville."
>Anon smiles slightly in the darkness
>"Excellent to hear. The beautiful castle you see before you is built and maintained via mined and crushed stones. What of your sister?"
"Oh, my older sister is so cool. She's a stunt flyer in Las Pegasus named, 'Moon Dancer'. Ever hear of her?"
>"No, sorry... I have never been there."
>You think for the moment
"We should go see her show in time. It would be so much fun and I am sure she'd like you!"
>Anon's face shows no emotions and his eyes seem to tense up 
>"Yes, it would be fun..."
>He suddenly stops before a wide set of doors being guarded by two heavily geared soldiers
>They look at Anonymous with a nervous sort of stare before he shows them the paper
>It is an odd transaction with nop0ny speaking and you imagine this is not the first time Anon has done this
>The doors open and the guards move aside to allow you entrance
>You begin ascending the winding staircase, the only sound being your hooves tapping against the stone floor
>Anon suddenly speaks to you in a rather dry way
>"How old are you, Nightlight?"
"Hmm? Oh, three years. My birthday is the second week of Harvest."
>Anon eases up and smirks a little
>"You must be the youngest guard I have ever seen. It does explain a fair amount though."
>You lower your brow and look sharply to him
"What's that mean?"
>"You have a fiery attitude and seem to need to establish your place. It is common in youth and everyp0ny grows out of it... eventually."
>You walk and gather your thoughts about what Anon said
>Banter is exchanged for a few more steps until you finally come upon the doors leading into the tower
>Anon pushes them aside slowly and they creak irritably under their own weight
>You peer into the dimly lit room, but see nothing much to speak of
>Anon steps in first and you follow closely at his heels
>As you walk the path, torches flicker on and illuminate the space you leave
>Anon stops before a small table or what you believe is a table
>There is a white sheet over it and a pony-shaped figure beneath
>An odd sensation of curiosity and horror churn in your gut as you look on
>The torches from behind you burn out as a massive gust of wind tears through the room
>In an instant, you see Princess Celestia standing on the opposite end of the table
>Her large eyes glow wildly in the dark space and you cringe
>Another set of eyes catch your attention as Princess Luna appears in a puff of dark smoke
>Celestia is the first to speak
>"Good evening, Anonymous. I see you have brought a guest?"
>He does not show any sign of warmth as he speaks
>"My latest project, dearest Princess. She will not be a burden, I will assure it."
>"Excellent... Now, onto the matter at hoof. You are a fine butcher, Anonymous. Very easy work to clean up after."
>"Thank you, Princess."
>Celestia's magic draws back the white veil and you see the intruder from yesterday
>Her horn is intact and her body is whole save for a missing gash of fur across the neck
>She seems to be sleeping soundly on the bed with straps around her hooves and some strange device on her horn
>Luna smiles and paces around towards you
>"Commendable as ever, Sir Anonymous. Now, let us find what secrets this one holds."
>Luna's magic glows quickly and a spark fills the air
>It slowly travels towards the sleeping unicorn before gently touching down on her nose
>Her eyes spring to with a startled yelping noise and a bead of sweat collects on her face
>"What a horrible nightma..."
>She sees the figure of Anon and screams loud enough to curdle your blood
>You hop back in fright, but the others simply stare cold and dead into the bound mare
>When the ruckus finally ends, Princess Luna steps up 
>"Good evening! It is our pleasure to make your acquaintance! We ask now of thy name and master!"
>The voice of the Princess of the Night booms through the small room and your ears ring a little
>The mare on the table struggles and tries to focus her magic, but the thing on her horn seems to diffuse a spell before it even begins
>"I won't tell you my name, False Princesses!"
>The term is odd to you, but Anon seems to grind his jaw at it
>"Another from the Cult of the Thorn, I take it."
>He quickly grabs the pony by her mane and yanks her head to one side
>She lets out a small cry of pain and Anon uses his free hand to part the area between the mare's neck and shoulders
>From this angle, you see an interesting tattoo of three circles connected in a larger circle with a thorn piercing each smaller circle within
>Anon lets go a snort and Celestia follows in his indignation 
>Princess Celestia approaches the unicorn from one side and speaks coolly
>"So, little one, was this an attack on the castle or on our resources?"
>"This was a message that your gates cannot hold you safe forever! Your foul rule will come to an end and the rightful Queen shall take your place!"
>The mare struggles again before Celestia lays a horn on her head
>"Be still, my little pony..."
>A magic radiates into the mad pony
>Her eyes roll in their sockets as her shriek fills the still air
>Your ears ring slightly as the world grows silent and you see the traitorous mare breathing heavily
>Celestia smirks quickly before speaking to the sedated creature
>”Now, tell us your name.”
>”I… I am… Rosewood… “
>Rosewood strains as if trying to hold herself back
>”And, little Rosewood, what do you want of Canterlot?”
>”F-f-food… starving… all of u-us…”
>Princess Celestia looks to Rosewood with a curious worry
>”There is no shortage of food, little one…”
>A manic expression returns to Rosewood’s face
>”Fool! You cannot understand this -pain-! S-so hungry that we… we… eat the rats…”
>You gasp and try to explain
“She’s a Thirster! She feeds on blood!”
>Celestia seems a little confused, but Princess Luna steps up to help you
>”Dearest sister, you have yet to meet the newest breed to come from the Forest. The wind and stars tell me of a young race who is, as our guest has stated, hungry.”
>Princess Celestia muses for the moment before turning to Anon
>”So long ago did you appear from that dreadful place of infinite wonder with the same -concerning- trait. We did all we could to sate you.”
>Anonymous bows without word, as if to prostrate himself
“Momma told me that Thirsters have been around since she was small. I thought everyp0ny knew?”
>The room is a little more silent than you’d appreciate and you shrink down
>Princess Celestia final lets out a small, smooth laugh
>” Guard Nightlight, I am glad you have such experience. It will be an asset to us all.”
“T-thank you, Princess.”
>Princess Luna strides beside the exhausted Rosewood and glares down to her
>”Is your goal to feed from the ponies of this castle?”
>”N-n-no… Feed f-from… the P-Princess… Grow stronger!”
>Whatever spell Princess Celestia placed on Rosewood begins to take its toll
>The mare writhes in agony as her mind is forced to relay secrets and you can see sweat running down her muzzle
>Anonymous looks to Luna quickly
>”Hmm, if this one dies, we may lose vital information… It would be wise to feed her just enough to live.”
>Luna and Anon pass a glance at each other before Luna nods
>”Anonymous, you are a valiant guard and interrogator. What do you propose we do with this mare?”
>”The cultists have never been afraid to die, this one was. I feel we may get more from her by fulfilling just her most basic needs. Allow a special room for her where she will be under lock, key and guard.”
>The Princess of the Night smirks quickly
>”I take it you will head this investigation yourself.”
>”Yes, it will provide valuable experience for my young ward.”
>Anon stands level to Rosewood’s side as she weeps quietly from the pangs of fatigue
>He thrusts his long, human arm out and holds it before the bond mare
>”Rosewood, consider this a sign of goodwill. Do as tasked and you shall have a long life yet.”
>Her face turns from Anonymous with fright before he grips the pony’s mouth
>You see a finger slide into her muzzle and Rosewood’s eyes spring open
>The hungry unicorn begins to suck at Anon’s warm finger like a foal to its mother
>Princess Celestia and Luna look on in morbid fascination while you quiver slightly at the implications
>You look at the bound unicorn’s face for the first time since arriving and see her features are softer now
>Her eyes hold a distinct blue shine as she is fed by the human’s blood
>A short tongue occasionally skirts the outside of Anon’s finger with an almost loving gentleness
>Everything about this display feels wrong to you, but you would not turn away from duty
>As if by luck or perhaps the disgusted face you’re making, Princess Celestia calls you to walk with her down the hall
“Your majesty, what can I do for you?”
>”Dear Nightlight, you have spent some time in the field now, correct?”
>You begin walking down the stone steps and Celestia closes the doors behind her
>”What do you think of Anonymous?”
“He’s a great teacher and an amazing fighter. I am very fortunate to be under his care.”
>”… And the sex?”
>Your blood freezes in your veins and you can feel the color slipping from your face
“Um, the, uh… the s-sex?”
>”Anonymous, the Great Ape, the Destroyer, the Devourer, the Knife Before Dawn… He holds these titles and so much more. To assume he has not taken you by this time would be foolish for one denied of his own kind.”
>You think about it for some time as you slowly walk behind the Princess
>She turns and presses her face into your own
>”On top of all the obvious reasons Anon would breed you, there is also the matter of you smelling more like him than he does.”
>Celestia smirks at you with sharp, but fair eyes
“I… I can’t compare it. I never made love until I met Anonymous…”
>”Please do not think I am trying to dissuade you. In fact, I am happy that Anon has found another to share his time with. He is a very strange beast in that he does not understand the full extent of friendship and harmony.”
“But, those are the building blocks of magic itself?”
>Everyp0ny knows the basic principles of magic and how anyp0ny can harness such forces for works of great good in the world
>”Have you seen the sin of the human yet? He does his best to hide it from prying eyes, but I have witnessed it.”
“You mean… when his body rejects magic?”
>”Yes, exactly that. Anonymous is deeply afraid of the stigma of magical rejection. To witness the event is to see Anon at his most vulnerable.”
>You recall the night you saw him huddled on the ground with the stain of the Princess’ magic glowing in his throat and on his lips
>”He can be held to do great things and he is inherently good. Be warned, young Nightlight, for unlike equinity, Anonymous has the ability to cause great chaos as well.”
>Your voice is dry as you rationalize everything
“I-it doesn’t matter, Princess. Anon has been so kind to me, he has made me stronger, and… and I love him.”
>It is difficult to tell these things to somep0ny like Celestia, but you must be heard
>A smile plays across the Sun Princess’ face as she turns to look at you
>”That is what I wanted to hear. Nop0ny has ever been able to say that, until now…”
>A cloud of dense fog descends close by and you see Luna step from it
>”Sister… I am making arrangements for the new, ‘Prison’ and Anonymous has fed the prisoner enough to calm her.”
>As if on cue, Anonymous appears as quietly as the night behind your group
>”I cannot say for how long, but Rosewood will be a valuable component. Princess, I believe we may finally have the weapon we need to end this war.”
>A vicious sort of grin crosses Anon’s face before he returns to his usual stoic self
>You trot to him and look up
“Is your finger alright?”
>”Yes…”
“Let me see it.”
>Anon holds his hand out to you and you see a small hole with blood around the edges
“We should clean that up. Who knows where that filthy mare’s mouth has been?”
>”I am fine; we should get some food instead.”
“As your caretaker, I am not going to let you get some kind of infection because you’re being lazy!”
>”Lazy? I have suffered ten times this blood loss without fear.”
“Are you going to make me have to hold you down just to put a bandage on you?”
>You lock eyes with Anon before hearing somep0ny laughing behind you
>Both Anon and you turn to see the Princesses leaning into each other and chuckling
>”Did I not tell you, Sister?”
>Princess Luna covers her face with one hoof as she giggles
>”I had my doubts, but they truly do argue like an old wed couple!”
>Celestia titters with a wide grin on her regal muzzle
>Anon looks to you before sweeping you off your hooves
>The Princesses watch closely as he holds you in his arms
>Your lover sighs before smiling at you
>”You may bandage my finger, if you really must.”
>As you are carried towards your barrack home, you can’t help but feel overjoyed to be held
>The trip is a little slower than usual and you catch Anon staring down to you from time to time
>He finally sums up his thoughts and smiles to you
>"Nightlight, do you think Princess Luna had planned for this to happened?"
"How could she plan for you and me to fall in love? Besides, does it matter when you have such feelings?"
>Anon is silent for a few moments before his walking slows
>He comes to rest under a particularly shady tree and raises you to eye level
>"You are right... I am not sure why I ever had doubt." 
>You quickly cover his mouth with a hoof
"Fear? Doubt? -We- know not these words..."
>A grin parts your lips as you repeat Anon's own words to him
>He stares blankly to you before a smile of his own creeps across his flat muzzle
>"That is correct..."
>He slowly draws you in and you close your eyes
>Warm lips press gently into your own as you wrap your hooves around Anon's neck
>The kiss seems to last forever under that wonderful tree before you pull back to look at your beautiful mate
>Anon is many things to many ponies, but to you, he is just one
>Yours