[Fiction] Adapting To Shared Love : Chapter 4 : Copulation (1/3) (Patreon)

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Large, imposing doors swung inwards as Queen Chrysalis waltzed into her private chambers, and much like how hunters bring their captured pray back to their dens, she carried a meek and stunned Thorax on her back. Using her magic, she closed the doors behind her, then focused on the translucent cocoon filled with luminescent fluid lighting the room, which was adhered to the ceiling above. With a quick spell she adjusted its brightness, making the room dimly lit. 

Once that was done, she made for the center of the room, where her lavish bed lied in wait. Upon reaching the foot of it, she enveloped Thorax in her magic, then, without saying so much as a word, tossed him onto it. 

"Wha!" he cried, landing on the mattress's silk satin sheets on his back. 

Before he could inquire as to what was going on, Chrysalis crawled onto the bed and stood over him, a predatory glint in her eyes as he stared directly down at him. Their faces were a good few inches away from one another, but regardless, Thorax swallowed dryly. He didn't know what was going on, whether he was suddenly in trouble with her or not. Almost immediately, he tucked his forelegs over his chest timidly, his expression somewhat fearful as he hesitantly made eye contact with his queen looming over him.   

"Uh..." he began, unsure on how to determine her intentions. "So... so this is your room, huh? First time in here, and I gotta say: it's... it's very nice. I like the uh... Well the bed's nice, so... Yeah." 

Chrysalis didn't respond, instead choosing to keep him as the focus of her intimidating sight. If it wasn't obvious, she had no intention of discussing home decor. Perhaps it was a lingering byproduct of the old tyrannical life she left behind in favor of her current, grander one, but she enjoyed seeing him squirm beneath her, enjoyed seeing his chest rise and fall with every anxious breath he took. It made her feel powerful, and like with everything else she preferred, in control.  

Curious to see if she could draw a reaction from him, her mouth curled into a devilish smirk before she opened it, Thorax's eyes widening upon spotting her bared fangs. He'd seen them plenty of times before, sure, but he never noticed how pointy they were until just that moment. It certainly didn't help that her tongue and the inside of her mouth were glowing a bright green in the near darkness (a result that happens to a changeling's flesh when they've sustained off a healthy diet of love), as they further highlighted the sharp points they ended in.

With Thorax's body frozen in fear, he could only watch hesitantly as Chrysalis lowered her head, slowly bringing her open fangs closer and closer to his exposed neck. Once he felt their points rest on his chitin, his legs twitched before instantly locking once more. Chrysalis was powerful, he knew that. The smallest amount of effort would be all she'd needed to pierce his neck. At that moment, fear was the most prominent emotion he felt, but strangely enough, there was something else he was feeling, something he didn't expect at all in his situation. 

Excitement.  

Slowly, Chrysalis brought down her teeth, Thorax shutting his eyes and hitching his breath as he felt two sets of pin-point pressure grow against his neck. Right as it felt as if they were about to finally penetrate, Thorax was both shocked and relieved when they eased off, only for Chrysalis to instead run her long tongue over the area. 

"Ah," he moaned unintentionally, shuddering at how her saliva cooled his carapace. And with that action, he finally understood what her aim was. 

Realizing that he was completely at her mercy, Thorax became seemingly petrified, his face blushing deeply as Chrysalis then ran her tongue under his chin. She moved it in slithering motions as it traveled upwards, only for its tip to flick off his jawline teasingly as she retracted it. She redoubled her disarming smirk, causing Thorax to smile meekly in return as she neared her muzzle closer to his. 

Once they were just a mere few inches away, she paused, then peered into his eyes with her intimidating gaze again. Thorax stared back, occasionally glancing at her fangs, much to hesitant to dare look anywhere else that wasn't her. Moments later, he nearly shouted when Chrysalis swiftly closed what little distant remained, only for his mouth to be silenced as she forced her lips against his.        

Stunned, Thorax stared in disbelief at her closed eyes; it took his brain a while to realize that she hadn't struck him like he thought, but was instead kissing him. Her lips were locked with his, and she hummed as her tongue pried at his mouth for passage. Relaxing, Thorax gradually built the courage to return her efforts, his own tongue poking out to meet hers.

Their two tongues slid over and twisted around one another, but right as Thorax began to enjoy it, Chrysalis, without warning, pulled away. A thin string of their shared saliva linking their mouths grew in length as she separated, but soon broke as she stared down at him with panting breath. She brought back her chilling gaze, and once again Thorax was spellbound with apprehension by it. 

"Why so tense, Thorax?" Chrysalis asked knowingly, her cheshire smirk betraying her feign of ignorance. "You seem fainthearted, unnerved even." She then leaned over his ear, her fangs grazing over it as she whispered, "Are you perhaps...scared?" She gave his ear a quick sensual lick, saying, "My, I wonder why."

His breathing deepening, Thorax struggled to find his words. 

"N-normally, no. Right now, though, as I'm currently pinned beneath you..." he smiled nervously, tucking his legs in closer to himself, "m-maybe a little bit."

Chrysalis chuckled at that, then swiftly brought her toothy smirk inches away from his muzzle. He flinched, which greatly amused her. 

"Oh come now," she singsonged dejectedly. "Surely the king of the changelings would be daring enough to touch his queen~" She extended her tongue, ran its length over his lips, then watched as his face turned a fiercer shade of beet red. 

"I... I-I..." Thorax stuttered, only to go stock still when Chrysalis then snaked her muzzle into the crook of his neck. 

Chrysalis enjoyed toying with her new plaything, peppering his neck with love bites and teasing licks. She reveled in her actions, felt empowered by them. Every subtle jerk, every half noise she managed to produce from him was a small victory to her. 

Eventually, however, her ministrations induced an entirely different reaction from him.    

"Oh?" Chrysalis soon mused in surprise. 

She looked back for a brief moment, then returned her attention to Thorax, her large, predatory grin catching him unawares. 

"Well, well, well," she chimed. "Seems that you finally got around to touching your queen after all. Though I must say, this is quite the unconventional way to do it." 

Overwhelmed with embarrassment, Thorax immediately panicked. 

"I--I'm sorry!" he apologized. "It's just that, w-with all the touching and stuff, it... it just slipped out!"

Thorax was distraught; his penis has slipped from his internal sheath, grown fully erect, and was rubbing against the inside of Chrysalis's rear leg's inner thigh. Being a male changeling, his reproductive organs were kept internally within his body, and only his penis would extend outside, for obvious reasons, of course. Additionally, his member was much different from a pony stallion's; it was green, and had a thick base that got a bit thinner as it reached its spearhead shaped tip. And just like Chrysalis's tongue, it glowed.         

Chrysalis looked back to his member, admiring how it stood out so clearly in the dim light. 

"My, it appears as if your little friend there is looking for some attention," she said, licking her lips as she turned back to Thorax.

His eyes widening, Thorax blinked, then shook his head anxiously as he replied with, "Wh-what? ...Oh. N-no no, my uh, little friend's just fine, thank you very much! C-certainly nothing a queen such as yourself needs to concern yourself with!" 

Upon hearing that, Chrysalis smirked, then got the most devilish idea. 

"Oh relax, Thorax," she said huskily, shimming herself lower down his body. "I just want to give it a little look-see, no need to be so coy. In fact, if you're worried about a queen looking at you there, I can easily remedy that~"

"What are you--" 

Before Thorax could finish that sentence, a green, unearthly flame quickly enveloped Chrysalis, then disappeared just as soon as it came. Next thing Thorax knew, he wasn't looking at Queen Chrysalis anymore, he was instead looking at Chandelier. 

"There we go. Much better now, wouldn't you agree?" asked Chrysalis. 

In saying that, Thorax noticed that, yes, she did change her appearance, but she kept a few of her original features. Her long glowing tongue, for one. He wouldn't dare call her out on it, but he was sure she did that on purpose, just keep him on edge. 

With Thorax watching in strange balance of apprehension and awe, Chrysalis (or Chandelier for that moment) slowly shuffled herself lower down his laid body, not stopping until she was comfortably positioned between his rear legs. With a cat-like smirk on her face, she, with precise deafness, then leaned forward, her lengthy tongue unraveling from her maw as her muzzle grew nearer to his mast inch by inch. 

Seeing her so close to his hard tool, Thorax shook, and he wasn't sure why. Possibly it was because he was fearful, or perhaps he was simply excited... could have been both for all he knew. This was Chrysalis, his queen, despite his equal status to her. He had both loved and feared her for a large majority of his life, and he was unsure how to handle lusting over her. 

Matter of fact, he began to suspect Chrysalis knew of this as well. That would certainly explain why she chose to don her Chandelier alias, perhaps to help set aside his preconceived notions of her while they got intimate together for the first time. Thorax admired that it actually helped ease some of his anxiety somewhat, as well as add a certain bit of... kinkiness to it that he found himself surprisingly agreeing with. 

After taking a breath, Thorax shut his eyes, tried to relax, and waited. 

It initially caught him off guard, but the first thing he felt was her hot breath hitting his length, making it twitch in response. What came next was the wet feeling of her tongue, pressing itself flat against the underside of his member. The tip of her tongue twisted and curled around Thorax's base, teasing him before she began to run its cool and slimy texture upwards in one sensuous lick. 

"Ah," Thorax breathed, a pleasant chill coursing through his spine as her tongue reached his tip. 

Tongue still on his cock, Chrysalis smirked widely around her open mouth. She curled her tongue around his tip, almost securing it, then had it spiral down the rest of his length, making him squirm in the process. Taking great enjoyment in his reaction, she placed her forelegs on his inner thighs, then positioned her mouth right over his tip. 

She tightened her tongue's grip on Thorax's spire, and as his breath hitched while he took in air through his clenched teeth, Chrysalis struck swiftly. She brought down her head, his tip disappearing past her lips as she quickly engulfed it with her mouth. Thorax's eyes widened, his jaw going slack as he involuntarily lurched forward. 

Making small, barely audible half-noises, tentatively he stared down to Chrysalis. There he found her staring back, her lips locked around his tip and her tongue slithering in pumping motions up and down the rest of his length. The warm yet cool wetness of her tongue as it worked his shaft, coupled with the comforting warmth of the inside of her mouth, it was completely overwhelming to Thorax. His head fell back due to the resulting pleasure of her ministrations, his tongue hanging out the side of his mouth as he breathed unevenly towards the ceiling.  

Seeing him in such a placid state, it was only natural for Chrysalis to feel prideful of her skills when it came to oral. Even if said skills were a bit rusty. The last time she preformed fellatio, it was on Shining Armor, where she was disguised as Princess Cadance sometime before the royal wedding. He said that was the best blowjob she'd ever given him, and Chrysalis still snickers whenever recalling the memory. 

Like most changelings, she was well versed in a wide number of sexual acts, which was necessary more often than not when in long and deep cover infiltration. Back in those days, sex was just a means to an end, a way to further cement their false identity so they could continue to collect love for the hive in secret. Changelings becoming intimate with each other was an extremely rare occurrence, as they were all working in ensure they had enough love for the hive's survival. 

Now that their kind was accepted and love was abundant, they could copulate just for the mere enjoyment of it, just as Chrysalis and Thorax were at that moment. 

Still, Thorax seemed to be enjoying himself a little too much for Chrysalis's liking, as she preferred her partners a bit of the submissive side. Wanting to keep him on his hooves, she lowered her head, allowing even more of his pulsing rod to sink into her mouth. As she did so, however, she accidentally grazed his flesh with one of her pointy fangs. Almost right away, she got her desired response. 

"Y-ya!" Thorax yelped, his pleasure-drunk brain snapping to the present. He unknowingly placed a hoof on her head, ready to push her away. Using nearly all of his will power at the last second, however, he managed to prevent himself from doing that.

Chrysalis paused, looking up to him expectantly. Going by the saucy look she was giving him, Thorax could practically read what she was thinking.  

Well, are you going do something with your hoof there, or not?

Trying to save face, Thorax met her gaze with a forced smile, then used his hoof to instead gently part a bit of her mane from obscuring her eye. It was a sweet gesture, but Chrysalis knew what he nearly did. In fact, she was kind of hoping he would, too.  

Nevertheless, Chrysalis continued where she left off. She brought her lips further down his shaft, taking in as much of him as she could. Soon enough, her lips were wrapped around his base, and his tip would have made her gag if she wasn't already experienced. Thorax threw his head back again, releasing a content sigh; Chrysalis was half tempted to sink her fangs into his rod, just to see him jolt again. 

Rather than doing that, however, she instead raised her head off his cock, sucking and slurping salaciously around it as she slowly withdrew it from her mouth. Thorax moaned lowly all the while, Chrysalis's tongue writhing around every newly released bit of his flesh before she released his tip with a 'pop'.  

She titled her head to the side, looking around Thorax's spire to smile knowingly at him. He smiled back, and there Chrysalis could see that he had accustomed perfectly to their little romp. Taking on Chandelier's form helped take some of the edge off his nerves, just as she suspected it would. 

Quite the unsuspecting fool he was. With what she had in mind, she couldn't wait to see the utter horror etched onto his face once her mischievous little plan came to fruition. As she tried to keep her smile from growing wider, hinting her true intentions, Chrysalis began to follow through with her scheme. 

She licked the side of his cock--once, twice, then ran her tongue up the underside of it. With the pleasant sensation of her cool tongue tracing over his burning length, Thorax laid himself back fully onto the bed, a dumb smile spreading itself across his face. His guard was down, just as Chrysalis anticipated it would. 

After giving the tip of his rod one final brush of her tongue, Chrysalis then wrapped her lips around it and engulfed it in her mouth once more. She lowered her head in that same practiced motion, taking him all the way to the base, then raised herself back up until only his tip remained before lowering again. Again and again she repeated that action, suckling at his flesh as she did so.    

She allowed her tongue to escape, then had it wrap around his base as she continued her motions. Chrysalis certainly knew what she was doing. Thorax's eyes were shut, his breathing slowly becoming more and more labored, and he had subconsciously rested a hoof atop her head. All signs that he was getting close to the edge. 

Thorax was fully aware of that as well, and he tried so hard to mentally keep himself from cumming. Try as he might, however, the inviting warm and moist confines of her mouth was making it a losing battle, as he could feel his climax swiftly approaching. He had to warn Chrysalis, he wouldn't dare sullying his queen's mouth with his lowly sperm.  

"Ch-Chryssy, I'm..." he uttered, only to fall silent when Chrysalis gave his flesh the tiniest of pricks with her fangs. It was enough to break his concentration though, and with that, he came. 

Thorax gasped fearfully, intense pleasure shooting up his spine, his vision momentarily going white as his mast began to throb violently. With the first two throbs there was nothing, but after the third, a hot volley of his cum began to erupt from his cock, directly on Chrysalis's tongue and the back of her throat.   

Chrysalis didn't stop her motions, instead bobbing her head at a faster pace. She slurped wetly around his member, milking him for all she could, allowing his seed to collect in her mouth. She didn't grant herself time to savor his essence's taste, as curiosity of what his reaction would be was more interesting to her. 

Right as his rod's spurts began to taper though, Chrysalis pulled away from it. Using her tongue still wrapped around his base, she aimed his tip for her face, where it unleashed the last of its load. By the time his mast finally settled, white pearlescent streaks stained Chrysalis's face, across her muzzle, over one of her closed eyes, and even some of it getting onto her mane. 

After releasing her tongue's hold on his cock, she wrapped her lips around his tip, cleaning it of what remained of his seed. His deep breathing slowly steadying, Thorax watched, his member rehardening due to her skilled tongue work. Once she was done, she let his tip pop free from her mouth, his then gave him a steamy and salacious grin. 

Still out of breath, Thorax tried to match her smile with his own. However, that smile faltered when Chrysalis's body went up in green flame, dispelling Chandelier's form for her own. Upon seeing the sleek black carapace of Chrysalis's face besmirched by the contrasting white of cum, his cum, Thorax's eyes widened in terror. Chrysalis, on the other hoof, redoubled her smile, as his exact reaction was just what she was aiming for. 

Purposely slow, Chrysalis opened her mouth widely, giving Thorax full view of his seed pooled over her tongue. Thorax very nearly had a heart attack at the sight of it, as the very thought of him having done that to his queen panged at his old instincts. He feared that he would be punished severely for using his queen in such a degrading manner. 

Closing her mouth, Chrysalis pulled her head back and swallowed, Thorax gulping in disbelief as he watched a lump go down her throat. She looked back to him, opened her mouth to show that his essence was gone, then licked her lips purposely before speaking. 

"My," she said, smearing a streak of his cum off her eye with a hoof, "you sure laid it out. Defiling your queen's radiant image really gets you off, doesn't it?" 

Panic-stricken, Thorax tried to crawl away from Chrysalis, to hide away in a darkened corner in shame. Chrysalis, however, predicted he might behave in such a way. She held onto one of his rear legs with her magic, making his attempt to get away futile, then turned her head away and casually yawned as his hooves slid against the sheets to no avail. Soon realizing that he wasn't making any traction, Thorax fell back onto the bed, fearfully turning to Chrysalis.

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