Life's Left Hook

"right—I'M NOT A RACIST, YOU ASSHOLES!"

Your eyes bolt open at the yelling.

What the hell was that? Someone outside?

Soon enough, you come to, and you see it's the old radio, blaring some sort of morning talk show.

"I am a melting pot. Of friendship," he says as you stand up and get dressed, shaking your head.

You go on with your morning routine, the radio quietly playing in the background.

Holy shit, the room was a mess.

Blankets, pillows, and your clothing were strewn everywere, and things were out of place.

But, that mess pales in comparison to the rest of it.

There's cum on the beds, on the sheets, on the floor, on the couch -- everywhere, from you and the two mares.

There was still some mare juice on your crotch, and both of the mares still had a mess on themselves as well

The room absolutely reeked of sex.

You take in a deep, pride-filled breath.

Until it hits you.

The blinds.

Fuck, you never closed the blinds!

Anyone could have walked by and seen this!

It's bad enough that you're human, but with royalty?

You would be banished for sure, and so would Octavia and Cadance.

It just now sinks in how bad this could be.

But, you shrug it off...

You doubt anybody would walk by at that time of night.

You walk over and close the blinds, hoping to high hell nobody saw anything.

Or heard anyth—

Fuck.

Cadance was LOUD.

There's no way you didn't wake up at least one more neighbor.

You feel beads of sweat rolling onto your face.

You can't get found out.

You can't let this happen.

But what could you do?

Letting out a shaky sigh, you decide to remove at least one factor.

Or, well, try.

Room service would have to come and clean, and you don't want to have them mopping up cum for an hour and a half.

Although, it's going to take about 27 cans of Febreezie to get the smell to tone down.

Sighing, you walk over to the bathroom and grab a dry towel.

You walk out to the couch and start sopping up the mess.

Cadance's juices and your cum have already dried up, and it's going to be damn near impossible to clean out.

Soon after, you give up.

Room service is going to have a bad time, but hopefully the front desk will see it under 'Octavia' if there are any complaints.

You do, however, get a couple of towels and put them down where Octavia absolutely creamed.

Hopefully it'll sop up some of the mess...

By now, Cadance had started to stir.

Octavia was out cold.

"I'M SICK AND TIRED OF THIS CRAP, ALL RIGHT?"

And the radio is still going.

Cadance, irritated, smacks the radio and it shuts off.

"I can't stand that stallion," she mutters, getting out of bed.

And promptly snarling at the smell.

"Sweet Celestia, it reeks in here..."

"Huh. I wonder why."

She rolls her eyes at you, chuckling.

There was some concern in her eyes.

"You had a long night, didn't you?"

"Wasn't the only thing that was long."

She shakes her head and covers her face with her hoof. "I noticed"

A short pause follows, and she scratches the back of her neck.

"Anon?"

"Hmm?"

"Are you, are you okay?"

She looks really concerned, looking up at you.

"Other than the bruises, I... I guess I'm fine. Surprised, but... Fine."

You were still scared shitless of what might be.

But, you decide not to voice or show your fears.

"I can't tell you how sorry I am, I never wanted to hurt you."

You think she's tearing up again.

"I know. I understand."

"But..."

She looks up at you, wiping one of her eyes.

"That was pretty hot."

"Huh?"

"Choking me? Uh, it's hard to explain. Something about you choking me, and when I was passing out, I just, It's hard to explain."

She looks a little shocked, and a bit curious.

"You... Liked me choking you?"

"Well, when I came, I did. It's like everything else just... Faded. And all that was there was... THAT."

You proooobably just crossed a line.

Her jaw hangs low, and she looks at the ground with a bewildered look on her face.

"Anon, that."

"That's actually pretty, Interesting..."

Thank Celestia, she wasn't mad.

"I've heard of it before, but figured it was too dangerous to try..."

She shrugs a little. "Hmm. That's something to keep in mind, then."

After that, she starts grabbing the sheets on the floor and wadding them up, unknowingly tossing them on top of the sleeping Octavia.

"But, I'm a mess. I'm covered in Anon-glop," she says, trotting over to the shower.

"Want to come with? You're just as messy as I am."

You chuckle.

"Of course I do," you say, hobbling towards the shower.

It was one of those really old style showers. There were no shower curtains -- only a small glass wall and a shower head.

You step under, and Cadance soon follows, closing the bathroom door behind her.

She trots over to you, her mane grazing across your lower stomach as she walks by.

With a squeak, she turns the shower on, and some warm water trickles down onto the both of you.

Before she can say anything, you reach down and start scrubbing the mess out of Cadance's mane.

She rolls around a lot when she sleeps, and her hair is so sticky you'd think someone stuck bubble gum in her hair.

With a bit of shampoo and a lot of scrubbing, you work at her mane, making sure to get it nice and clean.

Meanwhile, Cadance is in heaven; her eyes are closed, and she has a dopey smile on her face as you scratch her head and brush her mane.

She lets out a little hum of satisfaction as you go, her ears lowering to the side of her head.

She's so adorable...

You keep scrubbing, sure to get rid of every last bit of evidence, be it yours, Candy's, or Tavi's.

After you're certain you're done, you look at her coat.

It's even worse.

"Candy, this is going to take a while," you say, gesturing to her coat.

You sit down on the floor, the water still trickling down onto you.

And, evidently some time between the start of the shower and now, you popped a boner.

You cross your legs, and gesture for her to sit on your lap.

"I need to take a few minutes and clean you off. It doesn't come out of your coat easily."

With a nod and a smile, she gently lowers herself and falls into your lap.

Her back rubs against your length, and her wet fur tickles a bit.

She's nice and warm, and her slick coat slides against your bare legs as she gets herself comfortable.Her head is resting on your left thigh, facing away from you.

Smiling, you scrub away at her side, your dick jiggling with every scrub.

Scrub scrub scrub...

You both shake as you roughly try to get out every last stain in her magnificent pink coat.

It's going surprisingly well — the soap is working well, and that, combined with this floofy sponge you have, makes for a great thing to use.

Eventually, you finish with her right side, and you grab her.

You flip her over onto her back, her belly showing.

Her forelegs curl up into her chest, and the back of her head rests on your thigh.

She looks up at you with an adorable smile as you start to scrub her belly.

The more and more you scrub, the happier and happier Cadance gets.

Especially when you head down south, on her lower belly and almost to her crotch.

You can see some blush on her cheeks, and her privates adapt and reddish hue to them.

After a moment, you put the sponge down, and start gently massaging her crotch.

You were cleaning it off as well, sure.

But at the same time, you were making just as much of a mess.

You can smell her musk in the air as you sink your fingers in, slowly pleasuring her as she rests in your lap.

She looks up at you with those violet eyes, biting her lip.

"A-Anon..." she says, the pitter-patter of the shower drowning out the sound of her voice and her squeaks

You keep going, gently massaging her as you look down at her.

"Yes?" you ask, looking down at her with 'the look'.

"I think I..."

You raise an eyebrow.

She wanted to finish the sentence.

But, by the sound of it, she wasn't cumming.

You wait for her to finish, but she never does.

"Yes?"

"N-Nevermind... J-Just keep going... Please... Your hands are wonderful."

She into your eyes again, pleading you to continue.

Those eyes

The same ones that were glowing green last night.

The same ones that were glaring at you as you got pounded.

The same ones that—

That begged for forgiveness, and had so much disbelief.

Your mind is pulled in 200 different directions, and without knowing, you slow down.

After a blink, you clear your mind, looking down at Cadance.

"Okay, hun..."

You keep gently massaging her, and she rests her head back onto your thigh.

After a beat, she grabs your hand and pulls it away.

"You... You need to finish cleaning me up."

She's right.

You had her left side to do yet.

But that doesn't help how you're so terribly confused.

"You sure?"

"Y-Yes, I'm... I'm sure... I don't deserve this. Not after last night."

"Oh, Cadance don't—"

"Just, Please, Anon."

You sigh, and do as she says.

You roll her over onto her side, her soaked coat still a mess of fluids.

You grab the sponge again and start working slowly.

She rests her head on your thigh as you work, a bit of sadness in her eyes.

You can't help but feel sorry for her.

As much as it hurt and scared you, it probably did so to her ten times as much.

As you scrub, you feel a sudden warmth graze your balls.

Cadance is laying there, idly licking your crotch like a dog.

She licks it again and again, sending a shiver down your spine.

You let her do what she's doing, scrubbing the last little bits out of her coat with the sponge.

You're almost finished, and suddenly you feel a tug on your groin.

You look down, and you see Cadance has sucked your balls into her mouth.

But she doesn't move much, except for her mouth.

She sloshes the twins around, careful not to bite or pinch them.

Her tongue works around them, gently massaging them and warming them.

It sends another shiver down your spine, and you let out a shaky sigh of satisfaction.

It's soothing almost, her tongue caressing your sack.

You can feel your eyelids dropping already, it's so relaxing.

But, you keep going, and you manage to clean up the last bit of the mess on Cadance.

Finally, you can't stand it any more.

You lay on your back, and let Cadance do her magic.

You let out a shudder, relishing in the feeling.

Suddenly, Cadance adjusts, and rests in between your legs.

You look down, and what you see is Cadance looking back at you with apologetic eyes.

She's so gentle with you right now, and it's heavenly.

Her tongue and lips work around your orbs, and you can feel stress leaving you.

You rest your head back, and a moment later, you feel Cadance's lips pop off of you.

She climbs on top of you, resting her chest on yours.

You look up into those innocent eyes, and she smiles at you weakly.

"You amaze me, Anon," she says, bringing her face close to yours.

You look back up at her, your eyes almost closed.

"How so?"

She looks down at your chest.

"You... You're just so... Caring. Understanding. I thought for sure you would've called the police, or do something after last night..."

"But you understood. You said it was okay, when it really wasn't... And... There's something I want to get off my chest."

"Is it cum?"

She blinks, and chuckles a little before lightly bopping you on the nose. "No, you dork, Damnit..."

She chuckles a little more, and so do you.

There's a warm smile on both of your faces.

Your noses almost touch, and Cadance peers into your eyes.

"But, Anon... I... I didn't really call you because Shining was gone. I called you because I wanted him gone."

You think for a moment, and your jaw drops a little.

"W-Without him, I knew there was a spot in my hear that would be empty..."

"And I knew there were only two ponies—Or, people, that could fill that hole."

She gulps, and arches her eyebrows in worry.

"And, after these past couple of days, I know I'm right... Anonymous..?"

She leans in closer to whisper into your ear.

"I think I love you..."

You're a little stunned.

Just two days ago, she gave you a booty call.

And now this?

Sure, you had known her for quite some time beforehand, and pulled her along though a tough time or two

But this was so sudden.

You look back up at her, concern in your eyes.

"Oh, Cadance... I... I'm not so sure..."

You can almost hear her heart shatter.

"You... You what?"

"This is all going so fast, and I... I'm just not sure..."

"Not to mention, I have another mare after my heart, as well..."

You look at the door.

You look up at the showerhead, too, which is still sprinkling down on you.

Soon after, you look back at Cadance.

"You're much more than a friend, Cadance, trust me... But I just need some time."

You smile sweetly, and reach up to rub her ear.

"Okay, hun?"

She smiles back, and you think you see tears in her eyes.

"O-Okay..."

She reaches down and gives you a peck on the lips.

"Y-You're not... You're not gonna think different of me, are you?"

You look down at the ground for a moment.

"I am."

Her face wilts a little, and her ears fall to her head.

"But it's not under a bad light by any means."

You scratch her ear, and she giggles a bit, the gloomy look on her face falling off in an instant.

"Now, come on, hun. Let's get out of here before Octavia gets... Worried."

She nods, rolls off of you, and grabs a towel.

"Good idea..."

You grab one as well, and start drying off.

After a moment, you look at Cadance.

She's all poofy again, like last night.

You surpress a chuckle, and Cadance gives you a playful glare.

It scares you, at first, and you flinch.

The last time she glared at you

But after a beat, you both chuckle, and you continue on drying.

After drying off, you head into the living room.

"'Tavi is still out cold, under the heap of blankets.

"It'll do that to you," Cadance says, chuckling to herself as she puts on her crown and horseshoes.

"First time?"