Shining Armor is a very strict and demanding captain of the crystal guard. Off-training, however, he happens to be quite a bro, easily sharing showers with his guards. Sometimes, the showers get especially steamy.

“Mm.” Captain Shining Armor groaned as the warm water hit his coat. “That’s the stuff.”

Lieutenant Royal Keep smiled timidly. “Feels good, huh?”

The Captain nodded, eyes slightly unfocused. Hot water streamed down his coat, running in rivulets down his sides. Royal Keep licked his lips, unable to keep his eyes from flickering to Captain Armor’s chest. Being a member of the Crystal guard, he was far from out of shape. But Captain Armor’s body was truly impressive, perfectly sculpted muscle bulging all the way down to his hooves. The Captain did a half-turn to let the water fall over his neck, and Royal swallowed as he watched those perfect thighs flexing, that lean, muscled rump contracting—

He hastily turned back to his own body. Was he seriously checking his Captain out? In the showers? That wasn’t just insubordination. That was just… Well, he didn’t know the word for it, but he was sure it was bad. He picked up a scrub-brush from the floor and got to work pulling it across his back.

“Good work out there today, Lieutenant.” It took Royal a second to realize that Captain Armor had spoken. “If you can get the colts in order that quickly every day, then I don’t see myself having much work to do around here.”

“Oh!” Royal grinned sheepishly. He almost glanced up, but then decided to keep his eyes firmly on the ground, just in case. “Oh. Thanks, Captain Armor. But they were only behaving that well because you were there.”

Captain Armor snorted. “I’ll bet they don’t know me even half as well as they know you. Don’t downplay your work, Lieutenant.” He paused. “And you can call me Shining when we’re off-duty, Royal. No need for formalities in the showers.”

“Yes, sir—Shining.” The Captain caught his eye and grinned coltishly. Royal couldn’t help grinning back.

Then something twitched in the corner of his eye. It took only a glance—and then Royal was frozen in place. The Captain—Shining had turned himself around, revealing his profile. It was therefore impossible for poor Royal to miss the long, bobbing shaft between his superior’s legs.

He swallowed. Shit. And he’d been doing so well. He watched in a kind of perverse fascination as Shining Armor scrubbed his chest, his stallionhood gently swaying beneath him.

Gods. He could already feel his own member chubbing up. Just look at the size of that thing. Royal liked to think that he had a fairly respectable size; seven inches wasn’t anything to sneeze at. But the Captain’s length had to be nearly twice that—he’d already passed Royal’s length, and was still only half hard. Royal swallowed again as Shining’s erection reached its full length of a full thirteen inches, a pillar of meat slapping wetly against its owner’s stomach.

Shining hummed to himself, now scrubbing away under his far leg. His balls, each one at least three inches across, just barely poked through his wettened tail. Royal eyed them hungrily, his eyes tracing up across the Captain’s flank, ogling his muscled rear, tracing across his lean, dripping sides and up his neck—

He then realized that he was looking directly into Shining Armor’s eyes.

Fuck.

“Huh.” Shining Armor sounded more amused than irritated. “Checking me out, Lieutenant?” The title held a spark of tease in it, less a formality than a jibe.

Royal’s mouth was suddenly very dry. He licked his lips. “Um. No. I mean. I—” But Shining just chuckled softly.

“Hey, no sweat,” he said. “We’re all stallions here. No shame in giving another colt’s body a good once-over.” He glanced down between his legs and chuckled again. “And a good hot shower tends to get me a bit excited, too. Sorry about that.”

“Don’t be,” Royal said quickly. Too quickly.

Shining Armor’s grin turned sly. “Like what you see, Royal?”

Gulp. “I…” Royal abruptly decided on a new course of action. To hell with it. “Very much, sir. Shining.”

He couldn’t quite say when Shining Armor had moved, but one moment they were beneath separate showers, and the next the Captain was standing mere inches away, that sly grin still playing across his muzzle.

“You’re not half bad yourself,” he said. He raised an eyebrow. Royal struggled to keep from panicking as he realized that his own erection was on full display. Shining didn’t seem to notice, though; instead, he just picked up a hoof and slowly slid it down Royal’s chest.

“I’ll admit I’ve had my eye on you too,” he said. “Nice body. Cute butt. And from my experience in the military showers back in Canterlot…” He waggled his eyebrows. “In here, anything can happen.”

“But—sir.” The formality just slipped out. “The princess—”

“—won’t mind. She’s the princess of love, after all. And not just romantic love.” Shining Armor’s lips curled back, his white teeth glinting. “She has her playmates. And I…”

His lips brushed across Royal’s. The other stallion was too shocked—and too happy—to resist. Instead, he just melted into the kiss, all tension vanishing and leaving his body sagging, powerless beneath the Captain’s strong, firm lips.

Shining slowly pulled his head back. A thin line of saliva clung to his muzzle, the other end sticking to Royal’s. He smiled—a genuine, kind one, not teasing this time.

“And I,” he repeated. “Have mine.” His eyes were glittering. “So, Royal Keep. Care to play?”

Royal’s kiss was all the answer he needed.