The Relapse
The Unspeakable
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Her silky floor-length gown flowed over her flanks, clinging to her under her tail and leaving little to the imagination. Her face turned and looked at me, looked into me, and her mouth curled into a little smile. “Ready for bed?”
I smiled back. “Of course.” It would be nice, if predictable. Cadance was an amazing mare, but she didn't exactly show much initiative or openness to new ideas in the bedroom. I took a heavy breath, shoving my disappointment aside. She was my wife, and I was her husband. We should be happy together. She should be all I ever needed.
As she neared the bed, she spun around, looking back at me with her knowing eyes. Light shone from her horn, and the zipper along the front seam of her dress slowly descended, displaying a widening triangle of her chest as the sleeves began falling down to her hooves. When it reached the end of its travel, she winked at me and stepped out of the dress as gracefully as only a princess could.
There was once a time when I would have been fumbling for the straps on my armor, trembling with anticipation and need. I unlatched it and levitated it away, nearly as graceful as Cadance herself. Sadly, the reason behind my adroitness was not practice... there was some spark that was simply missing.
Grinning slightly and letting her eyelids fall, she strutted toward me, swaying her hips. “I love you, Shining.”
“I love you, too.” I leaned in, just in time to close the distance between us.
Her warm lips pressed up against my own, rubbing across and opening slightly... but there were no tongues involved. Cadance didn't seem to like using tongues very much. It was familiar, it was normal, it was comforting... but it wasn't exciting.
She pulled back just a little, staring directly into my eyes. “Are you ready?”
I nodded, and she took the opportunity to rub her horn against mine. I knew it was her only kink, but sadly, it didn't do anything for me. Instead, I reared up onto my back legs, displaying the stallionhood swelling out of my sheath. I nudged her head downward a little, hoping she would get the hint.
Leaning down to sniff at my growing cock, she hummed to herself. “Magnificent, as always.” She rose back up and twirled around in place, showing me she hadn't forgotten her teenage years in the ballet... before flicking her tail to the side and showing me something much more interesting. The pink lips of her sex glistened in the dim lighting of our bedroom, winking fitfully at me as she slowly walked toward the bed.
I followed her, entranced, if a little disappointed yet again. What she might lack in enthusiasm, though, Cadance more than made up for in beauty. The round cheeks of her ass perfectly framed the pert, dripping bulge nestled in between, and her moist lips glided against each other as she walked. As she reached the side of the bed, her pink folds winked again, thrusting her clit up and out and splaying her entrance open. A trickle of clear juices rushed out before the lips closed into a tight slit again.
As familiar as the sight might have been, Cadance was still one of the most attractive mares I'd ever seen, and it was affecting me. I could feel my stallionhood swinging freely beneath my belly, rising and hardening with every heartbeat.
She leapt to the side, ending up on her back, and patted the bed next to her. “Come on, my hero. Come to me.”
I slid up next to her happily, resting my muzzle against her neck, wrapping my hooves around her, and letting my twitching cock lay across the soft fur of her belly.
She turned her head toward me and lifted my chin with a hoof, meeting my lips with hers again. She pressed against me hard, and the warm breath from her nose rushed against my face. Pulling away, slightly, she tugged on my shoulders. “I want you.”
I resisted her pull. “Can you be on top this time, honey?”
“Aw...” She pushed her bottom lip up and stared at me with big, wavering eyes. “But I want to be face to face. I love feeling you push into me.”
My heart melted. I never could say no to her. “Okay.”
Her hooves easily wrestled me on top of her before wrapping themselves around my back. She was surprisingly strong for how thin she kept herself. Her chest rose and fell powerfully beneath me.
Wriggling back and forth a little and nudging her with my hips, I managed to maneuver my tip to just the right point.
She gasped in a quick breath, and I could feel her tense beneath me.
Pushing softly, I rocked back and forth, spreading her excitement across her entrance before gently penetrating.
I could feel the soft walls of her sex open around me and envelop my tip, winking again as I slid inside. The warmth of her marehood soaked into me, and her slick nectar soaked the edges of my cock.
Her hooves pressed into my back, squeezing me close. Her head tilted back as her breathing started coming in short pants.
I slowly pressed my entire length into her, sliding along her delicate inner flesh, feeling her envelop more and more of my shaft. I wanted nothing more than to thrust into her as deeply and strongly as I could.
“Mn!” She winced. “A little too deep, honey.”
I sighed, pulling out a little. It was hard to be sure, but it felt like at least a quarter of my length was going untouched. Being well endowed wasn't quite the blessing everypony made it out to be.
She smiled up at me. “Mhm. That's better.”
I grinned back. She could still melt my heart, and that made her better than any mare in the world. Rocking my hips back and forth, I began working into her, making sure to put just the right pressure into all the points she loved.
She clenched my back with her forelegs as she laid there, staring into my eyes.
Thrusting into her with all the force I dared to use, I kept up my rhythm, feeling myself building toward a release as I listened to her moans beneath me. I kept going and going – it seemed like it took me longer to reach orgasm every time these days.
“Mmn, you're so good. I love you, Shining!”
I could only reply with a guttural grunt. Sweat began breaking out on my forehead.
Cadance turned her head and closed her eyes, moaning low and slowly.
I pushed myself in as far as I dared, and finally, the electric pressure building up in me released. My flared cock pulsed deep inside her, and thick streams of my cum gushed into her womb.
As I came, she patted me on the back, as if congratulating a well-behaved dog.
The final spurts dribbled out of me into her, and the pulsing subsided. Finally, I relaxed and let myself breathe, gasping against her neck. I rolled off of her, letting my softening cock glide out of her, trailing a stream of white goo.
A napkin instantly floated toward us, held in Cadance's light blue aura, and it darted in to wipe all traces of my mess off of Cadance's crotch and back leg. As soon as she was clean, she brought it over to me, wiping the pale pink flesh of my stallionhood clean of our combined juices quickly and efficiently. Only then did she roll over to lay her head on my shoulder and drape her legs across me.
“You're so good, Shining. I love you so much.”
“I love you too, Honey. I love you too.” I stared up at the ceiling. I did love her. But this hardly lived up to the fantasies I'd entertained before we got married, and who knew when the next time she'd feel horny would be. These sudden fits of attraction tended to be sparse and short-lived. At least I didn't have to worry about foals just yet. The best specialists in Canterlot still hadn't determined which one of us was infertile yet, but so far, there had been no sign of any pregnancies.
Cadance shifted against me, already mumbling from sleepiness. “We're perfect for each other.”
I patted her on the back. “Yes we are. Yes we are.” Inwardly, though, I wondered.
* * *
I awoke to the sound of the mail flap on the front door of our suite snapping shut. I blinked my eyes open to see the morning light already dimly filtering through the crystal walls.
“Mail call!” a voice shouted from outside, followed by the tip-tap of crystal hooves against a crystal floor.
Shaking my head, I extracted myself from Cadance's grip, managing not to wake her, and I climbed out of bed. One peek out through the bedroom door confirmed the mail had indeed arrived, but there was only one strange letter lying on the floor.
It was a pure-black envelope, sealed with green wax.
I levitated it over to myself and quickly broke the sticky seal.
My dear Shining Armor,
It has been far too long since our last meeting, and I know you must be craving my company as much as I crave yours. I know all too well how prudish our pink mutual friend can be.
It is time we reconciled. I will meet you in room four twelve of the Garnet Inn, just beyond the fairgrounds. Come swiftly. Come secretly. Come alone.
No signature adorned the page. I checked for a return address on the envelope. There was none, not even a 'to' address.
Swinging the door open with my magic, I burst out into the hallway beyond, glancing each way. It was empty. I shook my head, but then froze as another set of tip-tapping hooves approached.
Our familiar mail pony, an old crystal pony by the name of Feldspar, trotted toward me around the curve of the hall. As soon as he spotted me, his eyes opened wide and he smiled. “Hello, there, Your Highness. I've brought your mail for the day.” He pulled a bundle of envelopes out of his saddlebag. “Do you want them now, or should I just set them inside?”
I thrust the black envelope toward him. “Did you just deliver this?”
He peered at it through his thick glasses. “Why, no... I've never seen one quite like that. And I haven't been by here today until now.”
“Did you see anyone pass you in the hall?”
He shook his head, nearly dislodging the glasses.
I peered down the hall in the other direction. A crystal pony had dropped off this letter. The sound of those hooves was unmistakable. Who left that envelope?
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