>Be Amber
>You are wandering the new portion of Canterlot Castle, because Princess Luna invited all the bat ponies to celebrate her return
>You wanted to have some fun tonight
>You made a bet with Aux to see how far you could tease a bat pony guard until he finally gets you to stop
>Because well... They do have to stand still and do nothing after all...
>Hm...
>Turn this corner here and there should be...
>Ah!
>There's one!
>His coat is grey, and his mane and tail are cut short in the standard military cut
>His wings are dark blue and folded at his sides as he stands there
>Just so stoic
>His mane and tail are two toned Indigo and a slightly lighter shade of blue
>His armor is the standard lunar guard armor
>Sharp looking and purple
>Oh!
>He must be an elite!
>He is wearing those light blue metal shoes only the house guard wear
>You hum in satisfaction as you check him out
>Oh yes... He'll do nicely...
>You slowly clip-clop down the decorated and lonely hallway
>The elite must have noticed you, because his eyes flick to you for a brief moment before going back to staring at the window opposite of him
>You hum a tune to yourself as you near closer and closer to the muscular stallion
>He starts growing nervous, making you grin
>He shifts in his armor
>Oh boy
>He was a weak one~!
>You knew you were pretty.
>Although some ponies didn't appreciate your singing, they sure as tartarus appreciated your looks!
>You drew nearer to the stallion
>You winked at him when he glanced back at you
>You could see and hear him gulp as you stopped mere feet away from him
>His eyes were lingering upon you longer
>He seemed to be calming down slightly, breathing slowing down for one
>You were about to change that
>You make sure to wink at him while he glances back at you
>You hear a faint "Oh Luna..." but you weren't sure
>Hm...
>You step a few feet closer, choosing to stand next to him
>Time to enact your plan
"Lovely weather, huh?"
>The guard gulps, but doesn't say a word
>Expected, but he was postively NERVOUS about you being there next to him
>You breath on the side of the guard's breastplate, fog forming on the polished surface
>If he wasn't shaking before, then he was now
>You weren't hostile
>This guard seemed to know that
>You were, however, the direct opposite of hostile~
>You wipe your hoof on the recently breathed on armor, the fog clearing away
>You needed to win this bet
>You bet that the guard would at least stop you from doing anything sexual, but you were willing to take it all the way
>If it would happen
>You don't think it will, but there is the off chance...
>The guard gulps
>Time to kick it up knotch
"You know. I really do love a stallion in uniform..."
>Ooh he's breathing heavy!
"Especially one that takes their job seriously..."
>You walk around behind him, and you trace your hoof from his wing to his flank
>You blush as you tap his flank twice with a hoof
"Interesting..."
>Oh Luna. You could practically feel the mood rise in the hallway
>The stallion's pupils shrink, but he stands stock still
>You glance underneath his belly to spy on your inevitable prize
>Yup
>There it was
>Two, full, plump orbs hung below the pucker in the middle of his flank
>His stallionhood was poking out of its' sheath slightly, making you blush even more
"Well now... What do we have here..."
>You reach underneat and trace your hoof along his belly
>You stopped just before where the sheath began 
>The stallion tries to concentrate on the wall ahead of him, confused by the predicament he found himself in
>You happily watch as the erogenous rod pokes further out of its' sheath
>In all honesty, you were enjoying yourself
>You glanced at the guard, who's eyes were looking at you, almost begging for you to do something that eased his pain
>Hm...
>You suppose you could only oblige...
>You move to the back of the poor stallion and massage both sides of his flank with your hooves
>Your ears perk up as you heard a slight whimper come from the front
>Ooh...
>He was desperate
>He sounded like he'd never gotten a mare in his life
>That tended to happen when you were one of the elite
>No time for fun, only guarding and training...
>His flanks were tense at first, but became pliable to the careful touch of your hooves
>The stallion shifted his stance slightly, the dark blue orbs beneath his perfect pucker gaining new space
>They twitched slightly, perhaps in excitement, at what you were about to do
>Blushing and scrunching your muzzle at the same time, you reached underneath the stallion and felt his length throb against your hoof 
"Oh my... So..."
>Big...
>You've felt bigger of course, but this one was certainly up there
>Poor guy's probably never had a mare touch him inappropriately, ever
>The guard you were fondling let out a barely contained moan as you cupped his testicles in your other hoof
>He really wants this...
>And he really needs it...
>You rub your hoof along the guard's majesty, coaxing it out of it's sheath
"Mmmm..."
>The guard shivers at your touch
>You notice a little bit of pre forming a pearlet on the tip of his head
>You briefly think about cleaning that up, but you decided that it would be best if you didn't
>A little bit of a mess is always fun~
>And he would be all the more tortured by this expierenced
>The meat in your hooves finally stops growing, now at a good ten inches
>The elite guard bites his lip as his eyes dart around, unsure what to make of the situation
>You decide to go back on your original decision
>You really wanted to see how he tasted
>You look around wish a blush on your face before leaning your head in and sniffing the erotic scent of arousal coming from the stallion's length
>You take a slow lick of his rod, eliciting another faint moan from the guard, and let your tongue travel along the underside before flicking the head and pre with your tongue
>You tasted the little amount of pre-cum in your mouth
>Hm...
"You really aren't that bad mister guard... I must say... You are quite fortunate tonight..."
>You could tell the guard wanted to respond
>But he just couldn't
>It was cute, really
>His wings stood erect, the gaurd straining and failing to put them down
>You giggled, making the guardspony blush
"Don't worry. I don't just leave stallions 'hanging'."
>You mentally giggled at your joke and returned to the rod in front of you
>More pre had seeped out into another larger pearl, some even starting to form a droplet
>You sighed
"Well this won't do, now will it?"
>The stallion showed a brief expression of confusion on his face before gasping as you greedily licked the salty-sweet alabaster liquid off of his mighty sword, only for more to take its' place
>Well there was only one way to stop that
>You tentatively took the tip of his head into your mouth, your tongue working the bottom while you were careful to manage your fangs
>Singing definently helped... Relax... Your throat for things like this.
>You were Amber after all
>Even though some ponies though you to be bad at singing, you still persevered
>Oh... What has this perseverence gotten you?
>Well...
>You suppose this throbbing dark blue meatcicle was reward enough for your passions
>You were sure the stallion thought you were passionate at something
>The way you worked your tongue, just teasing the head made him throb harder and harder
>The pulsating against your tongue was entrancing
>You pushed farther along, eliciting more moans from the guard
>You hadn't even noticed how you and him had changed positions
>You were so caught up in your actions
>The guard was sitting on his haunches, supporting himself by leaning back with his metal shoed hooves touching the ground at an angle behind him
>So casual for a guard...
>The guard's length was about halfway deep down your throat by now
>The flare caught you slightly off guard as you pushed deeper
>It was just so intoxicating
>This was probably the best time you've ever had with a stallion
>Even though you didn't know who he was, you know that he was a virgin, and you know that he needed this
>He was also a guard, not like he'd do anything bad to you
>Tartarus with it, you might even ask this guy on a date!
>You bobbed your head up and down, the fleshy rod pulsating in time as you went over his flare each time
>You even teased him with a light scrape of your fang
>His cock flexed every time you did that
>The guard was trying oh so hard to make his moans as soft and quiet as possible
>Even though you two were doing it in public, making the atmosphere tense and even more hot, he still attempted to keep his complexity as an elite guard
>This pony lasted a long time considering it was his first time
>He probably practiced with masturabtion to drag out the pleasure
>His breathing was beginning to become irregular as he lightly thrusted into your muzzle
>He wanted to play that way?
>You could play that way~
>Your wings strained as they stood erect, attempting to go beyond their limits
>This stallion seemed to last forever...
>Bobbing and licking faster and faster, attempting to draw a climax from him
>It makes the poor guard moan a little louder as his cock pulsates
>You feel it stiffen suddenly
>Here it comes!
>Literally...
>He cums in extremely large amounts, never gotten off to something like this before, and you have to keep up so as to not let any leak down your chin
>Alas, a little bit leaks out the corner of your mouth
>The stallion tastes like... Kiwis...
>Not bad
>You pull off of the gasping and whimpering stallion with a wet *POP*
>You lick the outside of your muzzle, cleaning any spilt cum that may have gotten anywhere where it might not be supposed to go
>You smile lustfully with purpose at the stallion, who is just staring wide eyed at you
"So mister, 'I just had my first time with a mare', care to give me your name?"
>The stallion blushes and looks away, mumbling something
"What was that?"
>He coughs
>"My name is Night Shift..."
>Interesting name...
>"And... Thank you I suppose... Though what motivated you to um... Yeah."
>He was a young stallion with a deep and slightly gravely sounding voice
>He was also adorable!
"Well. It was a bet with a friend at first, but... You seemed like such a nice stallion. Perhaps we could go out sometime...?"
>The stallion, Night Shift, you correct yourself mentally, chuckled nervously
>"I'd like to know your name first miss, but I think I'll take you up on that offer."
>You smile
>This one could become a keeper in the future
>Not rude... Handsome looking... And he obviously was a risk taker.
"My name's Amber. Now, where should we meet?"