Under the early morning sun she looked like she was glowing.

“Two more laps!” Shining Armor roared across the field, adjusting his cap to better keep the sun out of his eyes while the team of ponies he was training thundered around the track.

This was no race. There was no “faster”, “position”, or “showing-off” here, this was training. All there was was “harder”, day after day, hour after hour, the sole motivation here was building on what they knew and growing stronger. That’s what training was. Competition was for exhibitions and contests. There were rivalries, and the drive to outperform each other, but the only time the numbers really mattered was when a competition was closing in. There was no need to try and outrace the others during training, and there was no need to show off.

Yet she stuck out from the rest of the group. She was faster than them. He could always pick her out from the rest, even if she wasn’t running ahead. Small framed, young mare, lovely manilla coat, gorgeous scarlet hair, just broken through adulthood and ready to leave a hoofprint in the history of Equestria. She was built small and lithe, long and compact. She was mostly leg, yet had a powerful barrel of a chest and thick tummy muscles. Most of the other trainees were a whole head taller than her, but she was still better.

Shining knew her off the track. She was energetic, aggressive, wired and ready to go. He met her when she fought her way into his office to prove she was the best of the best. She jumped onto his desk and stuck her snout nearly into his and demanded she’d be given a chance. Despite not exactly meeting the height requirements, Shining relented.

It must have been her looks. She was a young heart-breaker for sure, she had all the makings of a model pony but all the drive of one of his little sister’s best friends. The way she bat her eyes, the teasing smile, the way she carried herself was intoxicating. She flipped her hair just right and Shining felt his heartbeat increase.

Even now, watching her fix her determined gaze on the finish line ahead, Shining could feel his heart hammering. Every time she passed, he got a glance at her muscle-swollen flank and the sweat flying off her body. In the early morning sun, it made her glow.

He felt those stirrings again. It always happened when he trained her and the other new runners. Standard pony modesty kept it well hidden, but he still felt it. He shook his head as the runners, one-by-one, slid across the finish line and fell into various states of rest. Some flopped to the ground, some wandered over to the water cooler, but not her. She stood strong on shaking legs and beamed to her trainer.

“How was that, captain?” she asked. Her normally flat mane was sticking up in places, and her manilla-colored coat was wind-streaked and gleaming from sweat. Shining moved forward. They measured each other up, as they usually did when they met. Shining Armor was a peak of stallion power, having gone from being the Head of the Royal Guard in Canterlot to being the King of the Crystal Empire, as well as its General. He never let his body relax for too long, he stayed with his daily regimen of physical training and eating well, and he enforced the same on his recruits.

“Impressive as always, but do you have to run ahead, Baton?” Shining Armor chuckled. His training had obvious effects on her. She was small, but she had serious muscle. Her chest had broadened in the past three months they’d worked together, her legs were more like columns than the spindly, windy things they’d been before.

Baton cackled, her body shaking so much even her tail began to wiggle behind her. She gave her trainer one of those heart-stopping smiles. “This group of slackers need some motivation and goals,” she stated, then turned around and lifted her tail. Several other stallions and mares, including Shining stared as her plump rear shook a mere foot from Shining’s face. He gulped. “I thought I’d give them something to set their sights on and chase after.” Baton flicked her scarlet tail at Shining’s nose, making him shiver and force an easy-going smile.

Celestia almighty he felt like a colt again, watching his little sister’s baby-sitter do the Sunshine Shake with Twilight. Back then those stirrings were a phenomenal thing to explore by himself, and they only grew in intensity as he and Cadence grew closer and closer, but when they consummated their relationship in the most physical way possible and headed towards a steady marriage in the future, those childlike feelings of wonder and lust turned into a much more personal affair, lacking the sort of taboo and adventure to be replaced by a common and expected thing whenever his beloved wiggled her shapely rear.

Here? This was taboo. This was bad. He was perving on one of his own student’s lovely backsides, while his wife was in her office. This was a mare he barely knew, a mare he taught, and a mare that was a passing satellite to his actual relationships.

Celestia almighty he was so turned on.

“I suppose I can’t deny the results,” he ventured, earning a clever eyebrow from Baton, her tail shaking behind her, high and idle, letting his eyes roam across the muscled mounds of her butt, letting a certain scent hit his nose. It didn’t help that he clearly turned her on as well, a private victory for him. Ever since he got his wedding band, he missed being “hot”. Stallions and mares looked, but they didn’t flirt, they didn’t come closer, they all knew who he was. “Very well. Why don’t you all go hit the showers?” he called, and there was a chorus of agreement as ponies slunk their way inside.

He watched them with idle pride that they were on all fours now instead of having to help carry each other, but he was interrupted when he felt heat against his leg. He glanced down. Lovely, glowing Baton had backed up against his foreleg and pressed, and he shivered as he felt the warm dew of arousal slide down his leg to his hoof. He grit his teeth, and for a moment he let go, allowing his own pheromones fill the air, making Baton gasp in delight. The two stared into each other’s eyes, a heated moment passing between them, and then they both smiled and took a step back.

Baton began to saunter away from the gym, heading for the town, her backside shaking in obvious heat as she called over her shoulder to him, “Tell your wife I love her garden! And pull her mane this time, mares like that!”

Shining Armor gave her a full, toothy grin as he felt a thickness in his groin, and he knew he had only a few minutes before the feeling either passed or he could no longer keep himself contained. “Tell Soft Dough we need the cake by Thursday, and keep your hair rustled, he’ll like that!” he called back to her.

He didn’t go join his team. No, he started prancing towards the castle, that naughty, dirty feeling in his gut and groin causing him to think of some unspeakable acts. Yes, he would give Cadence Baton’s full regards. Oh they made for such a dirty pair. It was a game they positively loved to play now that they had the ground rules laid out.

They never kissed, their genitals never touched, they rubbed, they teased, they even made some very dirty threats to each other, but all that did was stimulate them for the real show: getting home to their loved ones. Shining knew he had a lustful crush on Baton, there was no denying that anymore, but he would never stray from his wife.

Princess Mi Amore Cadenza, the single most gorgeous mare in all of Equestria. She didn’t work out like Baton, she didn’t have the same body-type, but she had a personality that cleared every other candidate off the field, curves that made an hourglass blush, and sexuality that would set colts and mares aflame. His wife was a dirty, dirty mare beneath her public image. That was why she sanctioned his flirting with Baton, because he always came home with the most playful snuggles, the most heated wants, and some of the dirtiest ideas the two lust-stricken ponies could ever think up.

He ran up the steps in the Crystal Palace to the top floor, and walked down a hallway to the very end. He didn’t register much more than that he was alone right now, and he was glad for that. The door opened with a flash of magic and he trotted inside. “Cadence!” He called excitedly.

He stared at the empty chair on the other side of the desk with confusion. This was Cadence’s office, he could smell her perfume and could see a few traces of pink fur and feathers shed around the desk. There was just no Cadence. Shining Armor felt a tiny bubble of panic slip into his belly: he was horny and he really wanted his wife right now, but more pressingly, he had no idea where she would have gone. She didn’t even leave a note on her office door.

Shining Armor hesitantly stepped back into the hallway. Maybe one of the servants would know. They usually had a few maids who kept tabs on where either one was at all times. He just had to go find one and ask—

He was off his hooves in an instant, and found himself pressed against a wall a foot off the ground. His eyes rolled around frantically, and then a soft voice whispered, “You know, anything with a nose could have smelled you coming from a mile away.” Shining relaxed immediately, and Cadence suddenly appeared out of thin air, a smutty smile on her face as she leaned forward and smelled her husband’s chest. “You’re so aroused right now I bet every mare in the empire is feeling a little tingly,” Cadence crowed.

“H-hey babe.” Shining whispered, watching his wife excitedly. Cadence looked up to him with a pleased grin, her eyes sparkling before she leaned back down. Shining allowed her to keep him pinned to the wall as her snout traveled does his chest, over his stomach, and then to the normally ambiguous sheath that held his stallionhood. She gave a long sniff, sucking in his scent and letting it linger in her nostrils before letting it out with a puff of air and a soft, fluttering sigh.

“Mmm, Shining...” she whispered, her eyes clouding as hormones took her mind over. She nuzzled against his chest, then along his foreleg, sniffling at the trail of female arousal left there by Baton, and her tongue flickered out to lap it up. “How was training today?”

Shining watched his wife with a potent mixture of awe and arousal, and it took every muscle in his body to keep his shaft from thrusting out in want. “G-good. All of my rookies are g-getting be-etter.” His eyes closed when Cadence leaned up and kissed him, their chests brushing together. He omitted a particular rookie, the one that got him like this in the first place, but it wasn’t as if Cadence didn’t know. They were sharing her taste anyways, a cocktail of sex, pheromones, and female lust being passed from tongue to tongue.

He had to admit, his wife’s mouth and his student’s lust made for a winning combination.

Cadence pulled her tongue back, and rest her hooves on Shining’s shoulders as her wings reached their full extension. She smacked her lips and hummed in thought. “I taste her all over your leg, but not in your mouth.” Cadence noted as she wiggled her eyebrows at her husband. Shining’s cheeks burned red as Cadence let out an amused giggle.

“It’s j-just teasing, love,” Shining tried to excuse as Cadence sniffed his arm again, and sighed quietly.

“Oh I know, I just worry you two are bottling all this lust up for the wrong reasons. You two should just get it all out of the way.” Shining Armor opened his mouth, but Cadence kept going. “That way you two can fix all your lust problems in one go, and Soft Dough and I can play with each other while we watch!” Cadence paused, giving Shining a teasing grin as he stared in an uncomprehending way. “That’s a lovely idea, we can do partner swapping! While you’re giving it to Baton for all it’s worth, Soft Dough can learn how to please the Princess of his empire.” Cadence hummed thoughtfully as Shining’s jaw fell slack. “Mmm, I can already feel the bulging cock of some commoner rutting in me, whilst I watch I my royal husband take his own student with thought to the wind—”

Cadence froze up and glanced down. A long, black mottled shaft was pressed into her belly, and a blush sprung to her cheeks. She glanced up, meeting her husband’s embarrassed eyes. “I was kidding!” Cadence squeaked.

“I know,” Shining said hoarsely. Then a small moan escaped him, and Cadence felt a spot of warmth against her belly.

“I didn’t know you were into that!” Cadence cocked her head, eyes shooting down the hallway quickly. Nopony else was here...

“I didn’t either,” Shining admitted with a weak shrug. Their eyes met. A moment of shared understanding ran between them. Then they broke out into laughter. They kissed, sucking in deep breaths between kisses, giggles, and cuddling. Shining Armor cast his own spell, and he fell to his hooves, their mouths barely leaving the others’ throughout.

“Shall I call the two up and invite them?” Cadence joked, getting pushed to the opposite side of the hallway as Shining Armor kissed her desperately.

“Hush,” he ordered as he leaned down and suckled at her neck. He smelled his wife, tasted her skin and listened to how she giggled. Each tiny noise made his prick jump, neither one worried about the trail of spunk leading across the hallway.

“But Shining, why wait? We should strike while the iron is—”

“Cadence,” Shining spoke up, his voice level, authoritative, almost condescending. Cadence crushed her lips together and gave her love a smile as he gave her a quick peck on the nose. “I love you, I really do. They can wait,” Shining whispered, and a girlish giggle escaped his wife.

Yes, this was the sort of thing he expected. He came home to it daily, and had been for the last three years since he’d first proposed to her during his coronation party as the Captain of the Guard. He’d gotten used to sex with her. He knew every weak spot, he knew just how to flex and how fast to thrust, he knew what she liked — or so he assumed — and he’d worried he’d one day grow tired of it.

Every day she would flirt and giggle, tease him and nip at him, they’d kiss and a fire would start in his chest. He knew what to expect. He hadn’t grown tired of it. This was his mare, his destined mate. “Turn around baby,” he whispered, and Cadence spun swiftly, playfully brushing her mane across his face. Her marehood was puffy and prominent, winking at him in anticipation. Baton was forbidden and new, but their relationship would never match this one.

Cadence pressed her head against the wall, her eyes closing as she felt her husband’s tongue delicately trace her opened folds. His inquisitive tongue ran from one thigh to the other, barely rubbing the edges of her slit before he gave it a long, slow lick. Cadence’s back legs quivered and she spread them to keep her balance. Shining’s tongue slid into her folds, letting her dew slide down his tongue as he flexed it around, rubbing everywhere he could but where it would make her scream.

He did this partially to keep their anonymity in this open hallway, and partially because he loved to hear his wife’s whimpers of distress when he set her on edge.

Cadence let out several deep breaths, keeping her cool despite the rising cry in her chest. He was doing this just to mess with her and it was working but she could keep quiet. Then his tongue slid out from between her legs, and Cadence let out a relieved gasp. It was short lived as Shining’s tongue and lips found her pearl.

The tiny squeaks from his love forced Shining to slightly widen his stance as his thickness bounced against his stomach. He took deep breaths through his nose between tiny licks to Cadence’s bud, taking in the animalistic-scent of her heat. Cadence’s aroma was a surefire way to make his member stand at full mast instantaneously. Even after a long, tiring day of running through rain and mud, the slightest whiff of her arousal brought an energy to him that could only be described as a gift from the divine. He loved what her natural body could do to him, her magic was nothing compared to the mare that wielded it.

She chomped down on her lower lip and had to stop herself from head-butting the wall as her beloved gave her sensitive button a quick twirl with his tongue, then wrapped his lips around it and tugged gently. Cadence opened her mouth and looked to the ceiling in despair, wanting desperately to scream as he worked her carefully to climax.

“Mm,” Shining hummed between her legs before running his snout up, his tongue trailing along her body, running along her honey-pot and then her asshole before he kissed the lower base of her tail, causing her to shudder. “Sweetie, you taste good.” His voice was low and reverent, and Cadence couldn’t hide a squeak as he started nibbling on her flanks, licking her cutie marks, left and right, bathing her plush rump in attention.

The whole while, Cadence could only think two things: when would he get on with it and make her cum, and how could he stand torturing himself this long? He could lay between her legs for hours, stiff as a board underneath his carriage but never complaining as he brought her to orgasm after orgasm. Except that, now, he was going to give himself some early relief.

Stiff heat bounced between Cadence’s legs. Cadence felt a quiver in her limbs as expectation filled her. Her husband’s meat delicately stroked along her folds, collecting her juices as lubrication while he leaned forward and pressed his snout to the back of her neck. He cooed, taking in her heady scent before aligning himself. His flat-tipped member pressed against her, and Shining took a short, but thoughtful moment to admire his luck.

The perfect mare, his wife. The alicorn of love, his wife. His little sister’s sexy babysitter, who’d he’d been crushing on since he first met her, his wife... his hot, sexy wife. Cadence sucked in a deep breath as he worked himself in. They’d done this so many times, but the feeling was more welcoming than ever. Every new little discovery they made refreshed their coupling, making it feel new, yet still experienced.

The first stroke was the sweetest. He pressed himself in, his hips meeting his wife’s, and the two were lost in the moment. Shining recovered in time to feel himself carefully sliding backwards, his thick mast sliding along each inch of her walls, drawing out their pleasure before he swiftly thrust in again.

Cadence let out a yelp of pleasure, her whole body turning red at the loss of control. Shining gave a small chuckle, feeling victorious. “Cadence...” he whispered her name as if he was caressing it, making his mare shudder. It had been like a bolt of lightning. His bulk was, not to brag on his behalf, impressive compared to many stallions. When he pushed in, it touched every nerve along the way, causing her whole backside to lose control as pleasure washed her mind away. It took everything in her to answer.

“Shining...?” she whispered back. She turned her head and his lips found hers. He moved in slow, easy thrusts, their kiss even more hot than the sex. Small whimpers of pleasure escaped them both, their eyes closed as their lips and bodies guided them, all the while widening their stance or shifting so Shining could stroke at a slightly different angle, renewing Cadence’s moans.

Then, Shining got an idea. He broke the kiss, Cadence opening her eyes to watch her husband’s horn glow as he took her multi-hued mane and carefully twisted it into a single, long rope of hair. She watched with curiosity as he tightened it, and then he gave her a tiny smile. “Does this hurt?” He asked, giving it a testing tug.

Cadence’s head was pulled back, but she just grinned. “Not really. Why? What are you thinking?” she whispered. He then closed his teeth around her mane, and among the fleeting worries that he was going to give her split ends, her heart hammered as she realized what he was doing. “Shining...” she whispered in near disbelief, but the smile never left her lips as she turned to face the wall.

He pushed himself higher, resting his hooves on the bases of her wings as he cocked his head back, moving his mouth down the tightened cylinder of mane he’d created until he could pull all the slack out. Then he thrust, and pulled.

Cadence’s head was forced backwards, her eyes rolling into her head as the tough follicles in her scalp roared in protest, but were drowned out as she was held like a rodeo bronco with the entirety of her husband’s manhood in her. He pulled out and leaned forward, letting her ease her head against the wall while Shining kept the bunched mane in his magical grip and smiled down at his wife excitedly. “W-was that okay?” He asked heatedly.

“Oh fuck...” Cadence mumbled in a daze, making Shining freeze up. His wife never cursed unless it was something good. ’Oh, Baton, look at what you did!’ Shining thought as his teeth clamped back around Cadence’s mane, and he thrust again, pulling her back. There was no stopping her this time, she let out an ecstatic cry as she was forced to stare at the ceiling and pressed into the wall at the same time.

Careful gyrations of his hips quickly turned into rapid thrusts, his legs sidling up between hers as he kept his aim careful and true, pumping his wife as he tugged her mane, no longer letting go between thrusts but only when he felt she’d had enough. He knew she was probably in some pain, but her hot eyes, her giggles and moans kept him pulling.

“Oh fuuuuck meee I’m so-ooo close!” Cadence squealed as the force of Shining’s thrusts pushed her closer and closer to the wall, until her chest was pressing against the crystal while Shining pulled her back. He didn’t speak, but he didn’t relent. He was grunting, low and forceful, primal noises the proper stallion never made in public. Every definition of the word sensible, and polite and caring to a fault, he never made an animal of himself in front of others, but in the company of his wife, she got to see the wrathful, lusty side of him that ached to just growl and roar.

“More!” Cadence begged loudly, losing all pretenses of staying quiet as Shining slammed her into the wall, his hooves wrapped around her chest now as their pendulous consummating barely kept them balanced. Shining suddenly pulled her head back hard and sunk deep into his wife, a long, low rumble escaping his throat as a flood of seed spilled into Cadence’s pussy.

There was no stopping it, Cadence, staring at the ceiling at the far-side of the room let out a long-awaited scream while her entire body shuddered and contracted, squeezing around her beloved’s stallionhood as her own orgasm spilled into the mix. Her scalp was on fire as Shining tugged harder, the mixed, bestial feelings of pleasure and pain driving her from sentience into the wild beast waiting beneath...

“Milady!” A voice rung out from down the hallway.

Shining Armor’s eyes shot open and he turned quickly to face the frozen service mare as she stared at the private scene before her. His mouth slackened instantaneously, and Cadence barely had time to register as her face fell full-force into the wall.

Shining twitched and looked quickly at his wife, who was now muzzle-deep in the supposedly indestructible palace.

“Tsssshh...” he and the maid both sucked in a breath between their teeth. “Ooooohhh....”

Author's Note

I wrote a porn.

Why.