Renewed Vows, Renewed Desires
Renewed Vows, Renewed Desires
Carousel Boutique, Ponyville's premier trend-setting establishment, found itself weathering the eye of a matrimonial storm for several chaotic weeks. With the Crystal Empire's celebrated (and newly-expecting) royal couple eager to renew their vows within Princess Twilight's crystalline castle, its resident fashionista saw little rest thanks to the bride's dazzling gem-studded dress. Yet, inexplicably, the groom proved more demanding of Rarity's attention in the final hours...
"Shining, would you be a dear and relax?" the fawning dressmaker instructed her subject. Equestria's one-time most-eligible bachelor stood tense on her modeling stage, the stallion struggling for breath against the tight grasp of his golden shirt-collar.
"Hold still, please! I'm nearly finished," Rarity continued, a snake of yellow measuring tape slithering its way down Shining Armor's tension-riddled back to the whims of her magic. At its embrace, the spruced-up guard captain nearly leapt from her fitting chamber like a buckling mustang, fraught to keep what remained of his rattled composure.
"Yeah, Ms. Rarity, I'm trying," Shining grunted, fingers tugging at the snug collar of his bright-red officers uniform, the measurements a tad too close for the stallion's hefty figure to find much give. The mare took ample time, her careful hands studying every contour of her client's rugged frame to precise detail, thinking to pay her own homage to a body earned through hard work in the final adjustments.
"You won't need to try for very long, it's that collar! Here, let me...There!" Rarity chimed, freeing Shining Armor's neckline from the chokehold. "It's a wonder you managed to fit into this at all last year, the royal tailor should get their eyes checked! That, or you've gotten even more, erm, "robust" in your married life?" The mare noted, stepping back for a better view.
"Ah, thanks!" He gasped, thankful for one less thing to panic about, asphyxiation via clothing. "Oh, for a minute I thought you were saying I'd gained weight, Ms. Rarity. Nothing gets by you, does it?" He remarked, smirking to maintain an illusion of the confident groom.
"Not in my line of work, the ponies in my boutique leave plenty of tells," She replied, casually snipping a loose string with her magic. "I can tell you've been working out more than ever, for one. You've been so busy that this suit needs tailoring at the last moment."
"What else can you tell?" Shining thought aloud, his blue eyes in awe at the radiant mare's deductions, all gleaned from observation. Though peerless in Ponyville for her beauty, the ivory unicorn earned herself a reputation for insightfulness, a perfect complement to an already stunning repertoire. Despite faithful vows, Shining's eyes lingered upon her womanly form, the width of Rarity's swaying hips evident even under a black pair of slacks.
"That you're nervous, even more nervous than the day you and Cadence were wed," The designer spoke plainly, as if it were common knowledge instead of his buried secret. Her unwavering strut towards him lending a swell to the mare's plentiful breasts, pressed against the fabric of her blue button-up blouse. "Would you care to talk about it, Shining? Just between us. I mean, I just couldn't stand sending you to the altar shuddering like a leaf!"
"Well, Ms. Rarity..." The stallion began, mustering enough nerve to swallow his pride, until she raised a hand to silence him.
"Please, Shining, call me Rarity! I'm one of your sister's best friends, she's practically family to me. No reason for the formality between friends, is there?"
"I, uh, suppose not then?" Shining nodded, clearly wrestling with himself, "Where should I even-"
"Say the first thing that comes to mind, dear. It won't leave this room, I promise you!" Rarity assured, the same hand used to quiet Shining finding a place to rest on his shoulder.
"You know your stuff, don't you?" He replied. "Can I sit down? It's easier that way."
"Certainly," Rarity obliged, stepping back to lean on a nearby clothing rack and lend Shining Armor his space. "There's plenty of time, we've got hours before the reception."
"Alright, here goes..." Shining Armor resolved, hands clenched into fists on the stage. "...I want the ceremony to go perfect for me and Cadence, especially after last year. Not every couple has to deal with a changeling invasion on their wedding day!"
"I would certainly hope not." Rarity jested, strutting up to sit beside the stallion, a hand opened to clasp his tensed fist. "I'm sure Cadence sees how much you care already, don't you agree? It's stressful, yes, but history isn't going to repeat itself today, Shining."
"It's not just that," Shining began, realizing that he'd just talked himself into a deeper hole. "Err, what I meant was..."
"Hmm? Is there something else, dahling?" Rarity inquired, her warm azure eyes disarming the guarded jock's facade to draw out his troubles. How could he refuse them?
"We've been so busy, with all the prep-work and touring with the good news that, well..." Shining blurts, sighing deeply while looking into the mare's caring gaze. "...We haven't made love in months, and I've just, well-"
"You're stressed because you're pent up," She stated without fuss.
"Wow...You're really good at this, Rarity!" Shining admitted, managing a skittish smile, bashful at the truth.
"I have to be. In all frankness Shining, I can empathize with you entirely."
"You can?" The stallion balked, pressure ebbing from his shoulders at her admission.
"Mmhmm!" Rarity nodded. "It's not just stallions that need release, you know. Mares, we have the same needs, the same desires as you do. My last few months haven't passed that differently from yours. The pre-ceremony planning, this month's dress lineup..."
"Rarity, I didn't think that-"
"Oh! I'm sorry, I shouldn't ramble on my own troubles when you're the one I'm supposed to help, Shining!" The mare gasped, shaking her head at the implied slight.
No Rarity, it's fine, really," The guard captain interjected, taking his turn to place a strong arm around the charitable mare's shoulders, "I don't mind listening at all. In fact, it's kinda nice to have somepony who understands what I'm going through lately. Even in the more, ahem, "blunt" sense."
"Oh? Thank you Shining. It is quite nice, isn't it?" Rarity pondered, finding leisure in the stallion's grasp. "I must admit, Cadence is very lucky to have you. Gentlecolts like you are a prize these days."
"She says that a lot. I just wish she'd give being Princess a break for a day, and remember what it's like to be Cadence," The stallion replied, nostalgic for their honeymoon days.
"You know," Rarity interjected, her azure eyes flickering with a flash of devious inspiration. "I've always wondered what it felt like..."
"What do you mean, Rarity?" Shining questioned, his gaze narrowing.
"I've always wondered what being a wife felt like." The unicorn admitted, her curly purple tail wrapping itself around Shining Armor's waistline in search of idle comfort. "I've looked for love in a lot of places, as I'm sure you've heard from Twilight. I haven't quite found it yet, but sometimes I wonder if it's even worth the trouble, the restlessness."
"Even matrimonial love like mine and Cadence's isn't perfect. I've said so myself, we've spent so much time lately telling everypony in Equestria how much we love each other that we-"
"Shining," Rarity interrupted, "Would you believe that I once had a crush on you?"
"You did?" Shining blinked, surprised.
"I used to, some time ago. How could I ignore the dashing, handsome captain of the guard?" Rarity divulged, the memory pleasant enough to draw a wistful smile on her muzzle. "Working so closely with you these past few days, it's reminded me of what I saw in you. You haven't lost that allure Shining, not a single glimmer of it..."
A moment of silence passed between the two regal unicorns, their fingers clasped together, shoulders supporting one another in teetering affection. Rarity sighed, starting to stand and continue her work, but Shining Armor's hold on her didn't waver.
"Rarity," He groaned, as if seeing her stand brought pain. "I'm not offended. If anything, I'm grateful! Grateful to know somepony as beautiful as you, who understands what eats at me. Even more than Cadence."
Given pause, Rarity sat back down upon his insistence, her eyes glimmering gemstones at the stallion's praises. Like nervous teenagers, they shuffled in silence against each other, hesitant to approach.
"Shining," The mare stated, meeting his uncertain blue eyes with a certain initiative. "Nothing said, or done, between us leaves this room, isn't that correct?"
"You said as much, yeah. Why?" he questioned, and soon got an answer.
"I only wish to make certain that we're on the same page, is all," Rarity explained, feigning ignorance to the wanderings of her nimble fingers along the gold buttons of his scarlet coat. "I said that I simply couldn't stand the thought of sending you to the ceremony in this sorry condition."
"You did, yeah. Y-you said something like that." Shining stuttered, taken aback by the mare's daring touch but so hungry for it his resolve faltered. He'd almost forgotten what a mare's touch felt like in the haze of royal obligations, but the memory returned at her caress along his chest. "You're, you just want to help me, Rarity?"
"That's the idea, Shining." She clarified, aiming to dispel his hesitance while concealing her own, the act of exploring a wedded stallion's figure so brazenly sending the mare's heart pattering. Rarity discovered company in that regard, Shining Armor's chest thumping against her palm, once it slipped between undone buttons and across the groom's barreled chest.
"We shouldn't be doing this." He uttered, more to himself than her.
"No, but we are anyway," Rarity replied, her voice wavering at that brazen assumption, until his hand clasped around her slender wrist. She peered into Shining's blue eyes, certain he'd urge her to stop their rendezvous in the interest of chivalry.
To her shock, his muzzle dashed forward, melting into her open mouth forcefully, hungrily, striving to consume her utterly. Shining's tongue and lips took hold of her own without any heed to decency or romance, his touch purely bestial in purpose.
"M-Mmmph!" Rarity murmured, disarmed. With a smack, the kiss broke.
"Take off your top. Now."
The words struck her like icy water, stirring her desire in their commanding tenor. The bashful stallion shuffling vulnerably against her advance became a distant memory. Rumbling with authority, this new Shining Armor craved her, and it was all he mustered not to take outright.
"As you wish, dahling," Rarity purred back, her magic working to undo the final buttons concealing her crush's chiseled chest. The mare's fingers work gingerly upon her blouse, the blue fabric traveling along her shoulders until it falls away entirely, but his impatience sought more.
"S-Shining, careful dear!" She cooed, gasping at his strong hands tugging away her blouse, revealing a lofty pair of soft feminine mounds hidden underneath. White and soft as her fur, Rarity's plentiful breasts outshined even Cadence's in size, her lacy black lingerie straining to keep them secure.
"Mmm, good. Now the pants." He snarled hungrily, wasting no time in cupping her plush breasts, offerings to a stallion worthy of their embrace. Bare-chested, the stallion's muscles shined all the more impressively in her studio lights. "If you intend to tempt a married stud, act the part of the harlot you are then, Rarity. We both know that's you want!"
"You're, you're right," she bleated in surprise, unknowingly awakening a long-suppressed domineering side of the groom's fantasies. Despite an embarrassed blush, Rarity adored the sting of his degradations, more tinder to their wildfire to help it swell out of control. "You're absolutely right, Shining! I've been so dirty, sinful even, but I simply couldn't stop myself. Not with a real stallion like you in my idle hands-"
"Course not, whores like you can't keep their hands to themselves!" Shining interrupted with a squeeze of her breasts, their lusts not the only thing swelling to the occasion, given a rising lump hardening against the stallion's dress pants. "Might as well put those hands to use."
"You know I can, dahling," Rarity admitted, prying her hands away from his chest to rub along the outline of his clothed stallionhood, the zipper and buttons no match for her desires. "I don't want to stop touching you, Shining. A married stallion, starting a family, and I'm-Oh!"
"You're just doing what comes naturally, for a desperate slut." Shining cracked, his own magic freeing Rarity's breasts from the embrace of her bra, his fingers at last groping the erect pink nipples once teasingly hidden underneath.
"Ahh! I am? Well, you're doing the same, what's natural for a stud!" undaunted, Rarity resolved to play at his game, her own horn tugging her lover's shaft free of his pants. The reason for Cadence's impending motherhood stood obvious against Rarity's trim stomach, a dark-blue shaft sporting patches of white along the head. The impressive stallionhood was flanked underneath by two testicles, weighty with months of pent-up seed impatient to repeat the deed.
"Sweet Celestia..." Rarity flinched, his pre-stained tip prodding her tummy.
"Enough stallion to sate you?" Shining gloated with lecherous eyes, working his own magic to liberate the mare's curvy hips from her slacks, unearthing her matching black panties. "This stud's large enough to make even a loose mare like you remember what losing your virginity felt like. I imagine that was a long time ago, right Rarity?"
"That's correct," Rarity nodded, so fascinated by the pillar of maleness pressed at her stomach that she'd taken hold of it with tentative fingers, fulfilling the role her lover's desire gave her. "A long time ago. Shining, you're-"
"Yeah, you say you're such a romantic, don't you?" Panting in her ear, the stallion's hands took their leave of her breasts, tracing along the mare's sides. "Yet here are you, whoring with a married stallion. Like you probably did to your date after prom night? Or was it a client who wanted to take your measurements?"
"He was a very handsome, very important client," Rarity whispered, feeding his fantasy whilst stroking along the length throbbing between both of her hands. "He offered a teenage designer a favorable contract, and she traded her innocence for it. She's been giving it away for years since. Soon, you'll get a turn with her-"
"Why should I wait, when she wants it?" Grumbling, the stallion's hands tugged Rarity's silken panties down, revealing the dampened pink crevasse nestled between her smooth thighs. Licking his lips from the sight, Shining's fingers dived along her succulent nethers, aching for a taste before the main course.
"Ahh! Oh, you're no less perverse, Shining! The day you renew your vows, with your loving and expecting wife, yet here you are, letting a harlot stroke your cock?" Rarity retorts while rubbing her palm against his swelling flare, the sinfulness of their act all the more tantalizing. "What do you have to say for yourself?"
The stallion only sneered in reply, lifting a finger slick with her juices to his muzzle, the heady flavor of Rarity's arousal evidence enough to her part in their fall from grace. Like a predator stalking its prey, Shining Armor pounced upon the ivory unicorn, tasting her neck and chest in the course of pinning her upon the center of her own modeling stage.
"S-Shining?!" Rarity bleated, his ramping ferocity exciting and scaring her at once, until the sensation of something warm and hard probing between her legs gives her pause.
"You've got that wrong, stuck-up bitch," He finally growled into her ear, the muscular stallion seemingly towering over her. "You're not just going to stroke my cock, that's not enough for you," accompanied by a thrust, the underside of his shaft brought forth his intention along her labia. "No Rarity, a whore needs to get fucked, and fucked hard, until she earns what she really needs."
"Shining, we're, ahem, we're taking things a little too quickly," Rarity whimpered, helplessly pinned beneath the once-friendly groom, his mind only turned towards the matter pressing between her winking folds. "You're not even, oh! Not even wearing any protection! What would Cadence think if she found out you'd sired a bastard, on this of all days?" Half-heartedly, the exposed unicorn uttered her final pleas for reason, though even she couldn't resist the chance to tempt fate, her legs wrapped around Shining Armor's firm hips.
"That's the thing, Rarity," He snickered with devilish intent, infatuated with their game and his fellow player. "You're too beautiful of a wench to let just anypony use you, so I figure..."
"Figured what, dear?" Rarity demanded, gently rubbing herself along the head of his shaft, guiding it into its proper place.
Her answer comes on the heels of penetration. Shining's hips slammed forward to drive the head of his member between Rarity's sodden pussy lips, her marehood clasped around his gifted shaft as inch after inch sank into her willing body. "Argh! I'll claim you instead, make you mine!"
"Oooh, yes! Shining!" Rarity whined, first from the momentary discomfort of such a thick rod burying itself within her, but soon from the wondrous sensation of Shining filling her utterly. Hands still pinned, only her legs clutch his form, driving that initial thrust deeper still. "Make this indecent mare yours, she needs to service a real stud!"
"Fuck, that's it, learn your place Rarity!" His grip tightened, Shining settling his flare at the depths of Rarity's cunt, bare against the mare's cervix. "Better get used to feeling me inside you, because every time I want you, I'll take you. Understand, whore?"
"I do. Oh yes dear, I do!" The mare gasped in reply, her legs quivering at her lover's waistline from the sizable cock spreading her wide. "W-what of protection?"
"What of it?" The stallion snickered, gradually withdrawing most of his shaft from her depths. "You're my whore now, which means I'll use you as I please." He claimed, his breath hot against her neck. "Hmm, if anything, you should thank me! Be grateful for the mere chance to take a true stallion's seed. Isn't that what you've always dreamed of, a prince?"
He spoke the truth, even if Rarity never quite expected she'd get her wish in such scandalous context. Agreeing to Shining's reckless promise, Rarity's swirled tail curls around her lover's rump, a silent plea for him to reenter her. "Go on, Master Shining. Make your little harlot's dream come true!"
The label "Master" cementing his prowess, Shining impaled himself into Rarity's sweltering marehood, the rigid flare of his stallionhood bashing at the entryway to her womb. She screamed, writhing underneath the deep thrust, Rarity's wide hips offering ample cushion for the unfaithful unicorn's frantic rutting.
"Mmm, my lovely whore, she's got the wettest pussy I've ever felt," Shining grunted, gritting his teeth at the warmth enveloping his bare cock. "I'll make it even wetter soon."
"M-Master, oh! Don't think of denying me of that cum," Rarity replied in eagerness, thrusting her hips up to meet his pounding. "Cadence, she had her chance, but I need it more! She's letting a dressmaker steal your royal seed!"
"I can feel how much you want it, Rarity," The stallion barks, his sentenced punctuated in another hard smack into her glistening pink cavern. "Argh, that's the best cunt I've had, it's begging for my cum...Why aren't you?"
"Sweet Celestia, give me your cum Master!" The mare pitched, yearning for the ultimate illicit prize. "Pump me full of it, you've got so much. Don't waste any..." Rarity paused, a thought so racy crossing her mind that she very nearly stopped herself from going further. "...Fuck me, like the night you and Cadence conceived."
Shining stopped, staring into the ivory unicorn's sapphire eyes, the notion of repeating that night's events behind his wife's back eliciting a twitch from his growing flare. His hands freed Rarity's wrists, letting them roam his shoulders freely while he concentrated solely on ravishing his beautiful new mistress.
"You'll get your dream, lucky slut," He shuddered against her, somewhat more tender than before but no less urgent, his intentions clear from every slap of his packed balls at the base of her purple tail. "Mmph, yeah, dreams do "come" true, if I'd known you wanted this so bad I'd have knocked you up sooner!"
Rarity's ears perked up at the scandalous nature of the prince's depravity, fueling acceptance of her role underneath him, a mistress in the dark whom nopony dared expect. Adoring the risk of their unprotected romp, Rarity held no chance of stopping, nor any want with her climax so near.
"We'll make up for lost time then, oh, will certainly shall! I-I'm nearly there, Master," Rarity panted, her fingernails digging into her statuesque lover's shoulders like pinpricks, certain to leave subtle imprints in their wake. "Ahhh, p-please, may I cum, for you?" She pleaded, fighting against her own pleasure just to please him, to sate Shining's lusts and her own.
"Yes, my whore. You may." Shining replied with flirtations first, and a resounding smack of his hips into hers second, driving the mare over a sinful peak.
Robbed of inhibition, the mare's slender legs quivered at his flanks, a sharp cry drawing out into a sultry groan, swept up in the storm they'd wrought together. Rarity's walls trembled in kind, feminine warmth coaxing Shining Armor's efforts onward, guiding his swelling flare against her tender cervix. Unshielded, unfaithful, uncaring of all else save for carnal bliss.
"Rarity, your Master, he's almost there..." Shining exhaled in great effort, his breath deep and labored at stalling the urge to mate her. The "character" of the callous, unfaithful husband rutting her senseless lifted like a veil, revealing a compassionate steed asking for a lady's acquiescence. With a single rational thought, she could save them both from the final irreversible taboo, and all its potential consequences.
"We've come this far, dear." Rarity began, gingerly wrapping her legs around Shining's muscular ass, a ravishing siren tempting him with little more than three words.
"Seed me, Master."
Waiting not a moment longer, Shining fulfilled her desire, slamming the achingly-hard flare of his magnificent shaft into the barrier of her motherly chamber and keeping it there. Horn brimming with loose ethereal sparks, Shining Armor's roar carried the name of his lover without regret or heed, a mighty throb deep within her marehood ushering a rush of his heated seed.
"Mmm, Shining, my poor dear..." Rarity sighed wistfully, patting the stallion's blue mane with a hand, her legs holding him inside to ensure no waste of sperm. A grunt marks another thick strand, his viscous cum staining Rarity's womb to match her fur. Shining lay upon her, planting kisses across the mare's standing nipples, perversely wondering if they'd soon occupy the mouth of the illegitimate foal they'd risked siring together.
"Poor?" He chuckled, doubting poverty in any part with such a wealth of affection snuggling up underneath him.
"You were so pent up, I can still feel you coming!" Rarity whispered while kissing his cheek, the mare and stallion basking in their mutual sin and the angelic afterglow which followed. The terms, worries, and planning of both their next encounter and making themselves decent for the ceremony in a few hours, it all came later. In those minutes, only the satisfyingly affectionate conclusion to their impromptu rendezvous mattered.
"Let's stay like this, just for awhile. We've got time to waste, I'd like to spend it with my new prince," Rarity requested, nuzzling Shining's muzzle in search of a kiss. The smack of their lips meeting answered back, precluding another round of illicit lovemaking.
They paid no attention to the cracked doorway, or the pair of violet eyes watching their coupling in the dim hallway behind, their owner's pink-furred fingers slick from the mess she'd worked up underneath a bedazzled dress. Quietly, the voyeur slipped away, leaving the new lovers together.
"My love, Shining Armor...you only needed to ask!"
Author's Note
I had a lot of fun writing this out, and I've always wanted to try my hand at smut! Hope you've enjoyed yourself reading it as much as I did writing it.
