The Second Time Around

Shining Armor was right: the designers of the hotel really knew their stuff. Cadance shut her eyes and held her head up to the shower nozzle as it dispensed an even flow of hot water, the soothing liquid dribbling down her body and covering her with a complete sense of cleanliness. She breathed in deep through her nostrils as the enclosure filled with steam, a sense of pleasant warmth settling over her body as she basked in the relaxing shower. Her mane, dampened by the water, clung to her neck and cascaded down her body, and her tail soon followed suit as she turned around and allowed the water to soak her rump and wash her rear half clean.

Cadance blushed as she rubbed her coat with shampoo, her hoof exploring the area around her most sensitive of places. It was even more so now, after yesterday. Her cheeks flushed a deeper red as images and memories of her first full day alone with her husband replayed in her mind. She vaguely remembered some sort of food and drink being delivered by room service, though she couldn't recall exactly when; the rest of the day had been spent on the bed, and by the end of the day, they'd had to ask one of their guards outside the door to fetch some clean sheets. The evidence of her and Shining's consummation was clear not just on the silken red covers, however, and Cadance concentrated as she rubbed the area around her entrance, the matted hair around her thighs and on her back legs telling the story of the couple's excursions. She smiled as she rubbed vigorously, occasionally brushing against her sensitive marehood and eliciting gasps and small yelps of surprise. To say she was sore was an understatement, but if that was the price to pay for a day of unfettered bliss, then she was more than willing to cope with a little discomfort.

Several minutes of scrubbing and rinsing later, Cadance shut off the flow of water and levitated a towel with her magic, enveloping her body in the fluffy white cotton. Soon, she was quite dry, her mane poofy and unkempt, and she stepped out of the tub and over to the sink; her instruments for beautification floated up beside her, glowing with the same aura of magic that rippled around her horn. A brush here, a comb there, and the slightest bit of makeup, and Cadance took one last glance into the mirror to be met with her own smiling face, looking satisfied. She stepped through the door and back into the honeymoon suite, switching off the light behind her.

A look at the bed led to a light giggle, stifled by a hoof against her mouth. Shining Armor had not awakened yet, and in the throes of slumber, he had turned over onto his back and was currently snoring softly, his forelegs tucked in close to his body and his hind legs splayed out. Like a little puppy, Cadance thought, and she sighed happily at the adorable sight of the stallion sleeping in peace.

That peace was quickly shattered by a series of loud knocks on the door. Cadance quickly turned toward the source of the sound, and she heard Shining stir on the bed, mumbling something about salad as he came to. The alicorn, her curiosity rising, stepped toward the door and peered through the eyehole, her gaze met by the distorted face of one of the royal couple's pegasus guards. She quickly stepped back and swung the door open as Shining Armor stumbled his way off the bed and over to her side.

Two of her guards stood before the door, and the gray-coated one on the left spoke. “I am terribly sorry for disturbing you, your highness, Captain Armor, but it seems that an...issue has arisen, and I'm afraid only you can provide a solution.” He bowed his head low as he addressed Cadance.

The princess' response was cut short by a shout from down the hall, a clearly agitated voice yelling something incoherent. With a concerned glance back at Shining, Cadance stepped out of the suite, the guards instinctively taking up positions on either side of her and her husband close on her heels.

The sight before her caused the alicorn's eyes to widen in surprise. The couple from next door were currently engaged in some kind of shouting match with a tall, white-coated unicorn stallion wearing a garish suit, while a blue-hued unicorn mare with a darker blue and white-streaked mane stood back from the confrontation, her face the picture of concern and panic. Cadance's surprise, however, quickly turned to ire when she recognized the blond-maned stallion, and she stepped toward the arguing ponies with determination in her eyes and an authoritative shout emanating from her mouth.

“Blueblood!”

The four ponies in the hallway before her fell silent and turned toward the approaching princess, and at the sound of his name, the prince's face took on a comical expression of shock, his eyebrows rising high as he recognized the alicorn all too well. His demeanor, however, quickly shifted to a smug gaze, a look that had adorned that face since as long as Cadance could remember. His voice flowed out like silk, and Cadance had to suppress an uprising of bile in her throat. “Cadance! How lovely to see you again, sister.” He pursed his lips in a pout and widened his eyes. “So sorry I couldn't make it to your wedding...diplomatic mission to the camel nation, you understand.”

She always, always hated it when he called her “sister,” so naturally, he did it every time they saw one another. With all the sweetness she could possibly muster, she said, “Oh, of course I understand, Blueblood. Your work does keep you...” She glanced at the mystery mare, who looked even more confused than before. “...occupied.”

“Yes, well,” Blueblood responded, clearing his throat, “as true as that is, I am happy for you.” A half-smile worked its way onto his face, but his eyes belied the fact that he really didn't give a buck about her marriage. She watched as the tall stallion glanced behind her, no doubt spying Shining Armor, and gave a look much like a lion would give to a house cat.

Cadance brought the prince's attention back to her. “Thank you, Blueblood, but right now, perhaps you'd like to tell me why you're interrupting my honeymoon?” She made her smile as wide and fake as she possibly could, though not nearly as well as the pony she was talking to could pull off.

“Actually, no offense, sister,” Blueblood said with a wave of his hoof, “but I had no intention of involving you in this little...spat. I believe I can handle this particular issue on my own, thank you.”

Cadance turned to the guard who had spoken earlier. “Please, just tell me: what's going on?”

The gray pegasus didn't give an answer; rather, that came from a clearly incensed Plywood, causing Cadance to swivel her head toward the tan earth pony. “I'll tell you what's going on! This stranger just comes up to our door this morning and starts pounding on it, and when I open it up, he starts spouting some nonsense about how this suite is supposed to be his!” Ply draped a foreleg across his wife's withers. “He was right in the middle of trying to get us thrown out when you showed up.”

“It's true, your highness,” the guard added. “Their confrontation became very heated, and the four of us agreed that you would be best suited to handle the situation before it got out of hoof.” He bowed his head low. “Forgive me if I overstepped my bounds.”

“That's quite all right,” Cadance said with a smile. “You did the right thing.” She turned back toward the prince and the other honeymooning couple. “So that's the situation, is it?”

Ply opened his mouth as if to speak, but he was cut off by Blueblood as the white unicorn stepped forward and filled Cadance's field of vision, his nose held high in the air. “Indeed it is, sister, just a simple mistake, no doubt. In no time at all, I'll have these commoners out of my suite, and then everything will be just fine.”

The way he spat out the word “commoners” sent a shiver of rage down Cadance's spine, and she peered around the unicorn's impeding body to see two faces with furrowed brows and gritted teeth. Blueblood certainly has that effect on ponies, she thought as she returned her gaze to the prince's smug face. With her smile still wide, the alicorn asked, “Tell me, Blueblood, who's this?” Cadance gestured toward the blue-coated mare, who shrank back slightly at the attention.

“Her?” Blueblood inquired, nodding his head toward the mare. “Oh, this is my companion who was supposed to be sharing the suite with me.” He kept his head aloft, but stole a glance back at the Maneitoba couple.

With a sickeningly sweet smile, Cadance said, “And what's her name?”

Blueblood's eyes widened slightly, and he faltered for a moment before saying, “Why, her name is, ah, Minuette!” He flashed a toothy grin.

The alicorn turned away from the white unicorn and faced Minuette, who seemed to become even smaller as the princess addressed her. With a slight bow of her head, Cadance said, “It is a pleasure to meet you, Miss Minuette. I am Princess Mi Amore Cadenza, but you may call me Cadance if you wish.”

The blue unicorn's jaw hung open for a moment before she seemed to snap out of a trance and dropped to the floor on all fours, quivering slightly. A stuttering, high-pitched voice squeaked out from the mare: “P-pleasure to m-meet, er, make y-your acquaintance, your m-majesty.”

Cadance felt a pang of sorrow in her heart, and she turned back to Shining Armor, who had remained close by but silent for the duration of the discussion. She whispered, “Shine, comfort the poor thing,” and with a nod, he stepped around his wife and toward the panicking mare. The alicorn turned her attention back to Blueblood. “Still up to your old cavorting, I see.”

Blueblood's eyes flashed with anger for a moment before he said, “Look, all these introductions are simply endearing, but there's still the unresolved issue of a suite that is rightfully mine.” He turned away from Cadance to face the elderly couple. “I expect you two to be out of here within the next ten minutes, or I will involve the police.” A snort escaped the unicorn's nose as he glared at Hazel and Ply.

To their credit, the ponies from Maneitoba stood their ground with equally fiery stares back at the stallion. “We won't be going anywhere, Blueblood,” Plywood spat. “This room is ours, bought and paid for.”

The prince tossed his head back and gave a derisive laugh. “You expect me to believe that a pair of commoners were able to afford a honeymoon suite in one of the fanciest hotels in all of Las Pegasus? Ha!” He laughed again, the very sound of it causing Cadance's cheeks to flush with fury. “You probably had to sell your tiny little house just to afford one night. Goodness knows how you raised the rest of the money.” He stared them down with a sickening grin.

“Blueblood,” Cadance said forcefully, getting the unicorn's attention again. “Cease this nonsense at once.”

“Nonsense?” Blueblood said, his hoof flying up to his barrel in indignation. “My dear sister, I believe you are mistaken! I paid for this very room several days in advance, and I fully expect to receive what I spent my bits on. Now, if you'll excuse me, I think I need to contact the Las Pegasus police.” The prince turned swiftly and began to trot down the hall.

He stopped, however, when Cadance shouted, “Stop, Blueblood!” She closed the distance between the two of them as he turned back toward her, a bored expression on his face. When she stood before him, she continued, “There's no need to do anything like that. I can tell you the truth.”

“So, you'll help me get what's rightfully mine?” the unicorn asked with a sly grin.

Cadance stole a glance back to Hazelnut and Plywood, their faces still filled with anger, then turned to see Shining Armor patting Minuette gently on the shoulder, a look of encouragement in his eyes. She grinned at the sight of her stallion speaking to the stranger, the hints of a smile appearing on the corner of the blue unicorn's mouth. She drew in a deep breath and turned back to face the blond-maned pony. “Yes, I will help you. You'll get what's 'rightfully' yours.”

She didn't need to look back; the gasps told her that she would have seen three very shocked ponies in the hallway. Blueblood, however, slid his lips into another smug smile, and he said in that silken voice of his, “I knew you'd come around, sister. Now, it's time to resolve this.” He took a step back toward the suite doors.

His progress was halted by a pink hoof pressing against him, just underneath his neck, and he looked down at the alicorn before him with a quizzical look. She gave her own satisfied smile as she said, “And what's rightfully yours, Prince Blueblood, is a room somewhere else.”

A white jaw hung open for a moment, and two blue eyes widened in surprise. “Excuse me, princess?”

“Listen up, Blueblood,” Cadance said, lowering her hoof back to the floor. “This whole thing was a mistake on the hotel's part. Plywood here deposited his payment several weeks ago, therefore giving him first claim to the honeymoon suite, but something went wrong, and the hotel had no record of him. As a result, they accidentally filled that vacant spot, and it just so happened to be you that got it. It was a big misunderstanding, Blueblood, but suffice it to say, the suite belongs to those two.” She gestured a hoof back to the Maneitoba couple. “So I'm sorry to say, but if you want to stay in Las Pegasus, it'll have to be in a different hotel.”

It was a rare sight indeed to see the prince flustered, and the alicorn reveled in the sight as he waved his hoof around aimlessly and tried to formulate a reply. “But...I was...we were...my name was on the list!” he finally blurted out, giving a wide, sweeping gesture of frustration.

“You're right; it was on the list,” Cadance said, emphasizing the past tense. “I saw it on there myself when we arrived at the hotel. But now you know that it didn't really belong there, so I took care of that and put the suite under the names of its rightful occupants. Now, does that settle everything?”

Blueblood stepped close surprisingly fast, his head only inches away from Cadance's. He hissed, “You saw my name written down, and you replaced it? Why, you little-”

Suddenly, there was a flash of white, and Cadance stepped back as a third pony interceded between her and Blueblood. An instant later, she recognized Shining Armor, and she smiled as he crossed horns with the enraged, taller unicorn. Her husband growled, “Don't even think about finishing that statement, Blueblood.”

Even though Shining was slightly shorter than the prince, he seemed to loom over the other stallion, their eyes locked with fierce stares. Blueblood, however, was incensed. “Or what, Shiny?”

“Try me and find out,” Shining said, his voice a low grumble.

Blueblood smirked, his horn still scraping against the other white unicorn's. “See, there's still a big difference between you and me, Shiny,” Blueblood said, spitting out his mocking name for the captain. “I'm actually royalty, so you can't touch me without some serious consequences. And you? Well, you're just some pathetic little soldier colt who just happens to be screwing royalty.”

Shining growled again. “The only reason you still have all your teeth right now, Blueblood, is because I wouldn't hit a mare.”

With a mocking chuckle, the prince responded, “I'm sorry, I meant to say pathetic and immature. Looks like my dear sister Cadance really found herself a keeper. What, did you use some kind of mind control magic to convince her that you would actually be a good husband for a bucking princess?”

The next few moments seemed to move in slow motion. Cadance, almost out of instinct, leaped forward and turned her back to the prince, his eyes still locked with Shining's, and with a swift snap of her leg, her hoof shot out and struck Blueblood square in the jaw. The force of the blow turned the unicorn's head violently to the side, and his body, unable to maintain its balance from the sudden shock, stumbled toward the wall, striking the barrier with a loud thud. He slid down the wall slowly until he collapsed in a heap in the hallway, his eyes half-closed and one of his front hooves gently massaging his jaw as muffled moans of pain came from his mouth.

In the next instant, Cadance was standing over him, her breaths slow and even. Her voice seething, she said, “Listen very closely, Blueblood, because I'm not going to say this again. First, the room is not yours; you don't even belong in a honeymoon suite, not when you can barely remember the other pony's name. It's not like you don't have enough bits in your bank account, unlike the two ponies who actually had to save up to enjoy a little luxury in their lives. Second, Shining Armor is both Captain of the Canterlot Royal Guard and my husband, and you will treat him with the same respect that this 'bucking princess' does. And third?” She leaned down close to the prone stallion and whispered loudly in his ear, “Don't you ever – ever – call me 'sister' again.”

With that, the princess turned away from the mangled heap of whimpering white stallion and rejoined her husband and the royal guards. She nodded to the armor-clad pegasi. “Make sure he gets escorted out of here.” As the winged guardians trotted over to do just that, Cadance turned her attention to the blue unicorn, whose eyes were wide as dinner plates. “Minuette?” Cadance said sweetly, causing the other unicorn to nearly jump out of her skin. The princess strode up to the still-terrified pony and placed a consoling hoof on her shoulder. “I'm sure he made plenty of promises and told you things you wanted to hear, but you can do better.” She stole a glance back at Blueblood, who was currently being helped to his hooves by two of the pegasi. “Much, much better.”

Minuette blinked in disbelief for several seconds before finally finding a response. “So...what do I do now?”

Cadance smiled softly at the unicorn. “It's a big city, dear. You ought to enjoy the rest of your time here. Who knows? Maybe you'll find somepony who'll treat you right.”

A brief grin flashed across the blue pony's face before she muttered a quick “Thank you,” then turned and trotted down the hallway (in the direction opposite Blueblood, of course). Satisfied, Cadance turned her head, only for a set of lips to come crashing into her own. She recoiled in shock at first, but eagerly sank into the kiss as her husband's blue mane filled her view. Her eyes drifted shut as their mouths tangled together, teasing tongues soon joining the festivities and rubbing vigorously against one another, the tangy taste of her stallion once again permeating the alicorn's taste buds.

A soft “Ahem” caused Cadance to break the kiss and look over toward the source of the sound, only to see Hazel and Ply still standing outside their suite, their previous looks of distress and anger replaced by sly grins. Cadance's cheeks flushed red, and Shining Armor's did the same as Plywood said, “Y'know, your room is right over there,” pointing with his hoof as if the couple didn't actually know where they were staying.

Cadance stepped back from Shining, still blushing, and said, “Yes...indeed it is.” She brought a hoof up to her mouth and cleared her throat loudly, trying to recover her bearings. “Anyway, are you two all right?”

Hazelnut's smile grew as she answered, “Thanks to you, your highness. I was afraid we were actually going to be thrown out for a little while there.”

The princess raised a hoof. “Please, just 'Cadance' is fine. And you never had any need to fear; there's no way I would let that lout Blueblood rent a honeymoon suite when all he's going to do is use some poor mare.”

“Actually,” Plywood interjected, “that reminds me of a couple questions. Did you really replace Blueblood's name with ours that first day in the lobby?”

Shining Armor took the opportunity to answer that inquiry. “We certainly did. You see, the prince is something of a philanderer, and he's got quite the reputation around Canterlot. Once we saw his name on the list without a second listed pony, we knew that he wasn't going to be using that room for anything good.”

“That's right,” Cadance added with a nod. “But when we encountered you two, I felt a strong sensation of love coursing through me.”

“How?” asked Hazel.

“It's my special talent,” Cadance said with a smile, gesturing toward the ornate heart on her flank. “If two ponies have as much love as you two have for each other, I can feel the presence of that love. It's a magical trait.” She nodded toward Hazel and Ply. “And you two have one of the strongest I can remember in recent memory. Blueblood? Not even the slightest hint. I talked it over with Shining, and we agreed that a honeymoon suite is a place where love should shine at its brightest between ponies who actually mean it, and that meant you two.” She gave a wide smile. “I can't think of a better choice.”

The Maneitoba ponies smiled softly at the princess' words, and the earth pony stallion drew his wife in close with a gentle embrace. After several seconds of silence, Ply said, “We can't thank you enough, Cadance and Captain Armor. We really do owe you a great deal. We wouldn't even be here if it wasn't for you.”

“Think nothing of it,” Shining Armor said, his own countenance matching that of his grinning, slightly blushing wife. “I just wish more ponies out there could share the same relationship that you two do.”

“Thank you again,” Hazel said softly.

Plywood suddenly piped up, “Oh! Before I forget, I had one more question. Why did Blueblood keep calling you 'sister?' Are you two actually related?”

Cadance felt her cheeks redden again, though this time from an emotion that was far less pleasurable. “It's a strange situation,” she began, shuffling her hoof on the carpeted floor. “You see, Celestia is a very kind ruler, and if a young pony shows potential in their schooling, it's often brought to her attention. She sometimes takes those foals under her wing and teaches them at her private school, away from their parents and family. She basically becomes like their surrogate mother, but since she doesn't want to replace the pony's actual mother, she insists that the young ponies call her their 'aunt.' Blueblood and I were both part of that group, him for his high marks in studies of foreign lands, and me because I was born an alicorn to unicorn parents, and so it was almost like we were brother and sister.” Cadance sighed. “But he got caught up in all the things that being like royalty brought with it, and now...well, you met him, so you know.”

Hazel nodded sagely. “I've met a few ponies like him; they let the money and power get to them, and suddenly they think they can do whatever they want and treat the rest of us like nothing at all. It was wonderful the way you stood up to him.” With a nudge to Ply's midsection, she added, “Now, I think we'll leave you two alone. Right, dear?”

“Oh, of course,” the earth pony said with a grin, and without another word, the ponies from Maneitoba stepped back into their room and shut the door behind them.

Cadance turned back to Shining, and the stallion said, “Now, where were we?”

The alicorn grinned and closed the gap between her and the unicorn, nuzzling his neck with her cheek as she said, “Right about here, I think.” She raised her head and brought her lips to his again, their previous vigor returning as they resumed their kiss from earlier, tongues eagerly exploring each partner's mouth. After several glorious seconds, Cadance pulled away breathless, a thin string of saliva suspended between her and her husband's lips. It snapped in two when she spoke again. “Shine, did I do the right thing?”

“How do you mean?” the captain asked, his hoof circling around behind Cadance to stroke gently against her withers.

“With Blueblood,” the pink pony responded. “Was I too hard on him? He is almost like a brother to me.”

Shining's hoof slid up to his wife's cheek, and he turned her head so that she faced him. “And it's exactly because of that fact that I think you did the best possible thing, Cadance.” He gave her a quick peck on the cheek, then continued, “The stallion is misguided, and he needs somepony like you to tell him the truth every once in a while, even if it comes with a rather impressive knockout.” He smirked. “Though, I have to admit, it was incredibly satisfying to see him go flying like that.” His eyes narrowed. “Not to mention pretty hot.”

She gave him her own steamy look. “Oh, you think so, do you?” He nodded in response, and she kissed the end of his nose lightly. “You like it when I'm rough?” Shining gasped as she bit down on his lower lip slightly, tugging at it for a moment before releasing it from her grasp. “Well, let's see how rough I can be.” Without warning, she pushed her face into his, causing him to take a step backward as her open mouth drove against his, her tongue slathering across his still-closed lips until he finally gave in and allowed her to enter. The princess' flexible organ immediately set to work, rubbing roughly against his gums, the roof of his mouth, his teeth, wherever she could reach. As she began to break the kiss, she clamped her teeth down on his lower lip again, this time drawing a slight cry of pain from the stallion as the skin nearly broke. She gave one more squeeze with her teeth, then let him go and whispered, “How was that?”

The sound of a clearing throat cut off any response from Shining Armor, and for the second time, Cadance looked for the source of the interruption. She blushed furiously when she saw the two remaining pegasus guards standing in the hallway, their wings extending outward as they looked anywhere but at the two lovers making out. Cadance coughed and said, “Yes, well, guards, you may resume your duties. Shining, shall we retire to the suite?”

The white unicorn stood flabbergasted for a moment before saying, “Oh, yes, yes we shall.” He nodded to the guards. “Carry on.”

A few seconds later, the young couple were sealed inside their room, and as the door closed, both ponies laughed. Cadance could only imagine what the two armored pegasi outside were thinking about at this point, and she fell into an embrace with Shining as they released their mirth, the awkwardness of having been spotted – twice – melting away into peals of joyous laughter. Eventually, their giggles died down, and Shining Armor was the first to form coherent words. “I almost feel sorry for those stallions.”

Cadance let out one final chuckle, then asked, “Why's that?”

He narrowed his eyes. “Because they get to see me making out with the most gorgeous mare in all of Equestria. They have to be jealous of that.” He leaned in for another kiss.

You're a charmer, Shining Armor, Cadance thought, giggling slightly at the internal rhyme, and met her husband's lips once more, their close contact finally not at risk of being interrupted. Her body's heat grew as her tongue picked up where it had left off, tangling with his as it journeyed through his mouth and eagerly slurped against each and every surface. His taste was something she would never tire of, and she eagerly lapped away, each stroke of her tongue bringing with it a tingling sensation that echoed through her head. Shining, for his part, seemed content to let her roam around his mouth, only raising his tongue slightly to nudge against hers.

Their lips remained locked as Cadance began to walk toward the bed, Shining backpedaling to match her steps. Never once breaking their kiss, the alicorn's tongue still swirling around the unicorn's mouth with gusto, the ponies arrived at the bed, and Shining stopped as his rump made contact with the mattress. Cadance, however, was not about to cease her forward momentum, nor break their kiss that had barely allowed the ponies breaks for breath; the fire in her belly was far past the stages of kindling, and it was turning rapidly into a roaring blaze. She pushed forward, and Shining, out of room to maneuver on the floor, somehow managed to worm his way onto the sheets, turning his body sideways and rolling up onto the silken surface, lying on his side as his wife continued to press her mouth against his, each warm exhalation of the stallion down her throat sending a shiver of excitement through her.

Finally, almost mercifully, she pulled her head away, though her mind still swam with the sensation of Shining's taste on her tongue and lips. She quickly hopped up on the bed beside the unicorn, standing on all fours and leaning down to nibble on his ear as he hummed softly. Her soft bites soon became harder and more frequent, and Shining gasped beneath her as she clamped down extra hard on his sensitive ear, the soft flesh giving way to her eager teeth. After two more firm chomps, the mare pulled her head away to gaze at Shining's face as he breathed deeply, his eyes open in a surprised look. “You...all right, Cadance?” the unicorn asked between breaths.

The mere sight of her husband beneath her sent a fresh wave of heat through Cadance's body, all the way from her head to her rapidly moistening nethers, and she put on a wicked grin. All the soreness from the previous day's activities had been replaced by a deep, burning, longing inside the mare's core, overriding every other emotion that even so much as attempted to cross her mind. She could still taste him in her mouth, but she wanted oh so much more of him, and she was not in a mood to wait. In a firm whisper, she said, “On your back, now.”

Shining's visage could be confused for one of fear as he obeyed his wife's command, but by now, she knew better; she could see the fire behind his eyes, letting her know he was in just as much anticipation as she was, and the thought of that drove her muzzle down to lock against his again in a brief but exciting kiss. Little sparks seemed to ignite in her mouth as she kissed him passionately, sending signals to her brain that she was ready for more, and she felt a thin trickle of moisture run down the inside of her hind leg. It seemed her entire body was receiving the same signal, loud and clear. But first, I've got something to take care of.

Cadance broke the kiss, drawing a quiet whine from her husband, and stepped back, eager to feast her eyes on her husband's most impressive asset. She was not disappointed; it seemed that their foreplay had produced a satisfactory result, if his throbbing erection that pointed toward the ceiling was any indicator. She grinned mischievously and leaned in, inhaling deeply of the scent of his stallionhood. A shiver ran down her spine as the sharp smell invaded her nostrils; it was stronger and more powerful than his taste on her tongue, yet somehow it accentuated those lingering traces of his essence. She bent down further, her tongue probing out experimentally, and gave his tip a light lick.

He was salty, musky; it was a similar flavor to his mouth, only more earthy and quite a bit stronger. It drove her senses mad with lust, and if she interpreted his gasp correctly, he was certainly enjoying the attention to his member. She eagerly licked again, her tongue rubbing along the sensitive flesh a little harder this time and absorbing more of his taste into her mouth. He groaned softly, and she looked up at him with eyes that burned with desire. In his gaze, she could see the same fire that was already raging within her, and with a wide smile, she resumed her attention to his erection.

Wide, sweeping slurps of her tongue around his sensitive head drew small cries and gasps from Shining, and she lapped up the first glob of precum that leaked out of his tip, finding it slightly more bitter but still wonderful. After a light kiss planted on the end of his member, she slid her head down and used her tongue to further effect, licking down and back up his rock-hard shaft. His stiffness began to glisten from her light coating of saliva, and he moaned softly as she licked him thoroughly, planting small kisses along the way for emphasis. Finally, she sunk down all the way to the base of his shaft, gently nudging his testicles with her tongue. He gasped as she made contact with the sensitive orbs, and she smiled at the sound of his obvious pleasure. With one last lick up his length, she drew her head away for a moment and simply basked in the strong scent of her stallion.

He had just raised his head up to inquire about her pause when she bent down and started to lightly suckle his tip, and he cried out in surprise and bliss, his body quivering beneath her. His expressions of excitement only increased as Cadance took the initiative and began to take his stallionhood into her mouth, the now-slick length sliding easily into her waiting maw. Her tongue stayed busy, slathering the underside of his member with more saliva as she sunk down lower and lower, the feeling of his throbbing erection against her lips and slowly extending down her throat filling her head with lust. She resisted the urge to reach a hoof back and rub against her leaking marehood, instead concentrating on fitting as much of his impressive size inside her mouth as possible.

She made it about three-quarters of the way down before finally stopping, the tip of her husband's glorious cock making contact with the back of her throat. The need to breathe came over her, and she quickly withdrew her mouth, releasing his member with a small pop as she drew in several welcome breaths. She gazed through half-lidded eyes at Shining, a smile adorning her face when she saw his tongue lolling out to the side and his eyes staring at the ceiling. He was in the throes of ecstasy, and Cadance wasn't even finished yet. Her lungs refilled with air, she took him into her mouth again, sucking lightly as she made her way down once more.

This time, however, when she reached her stopping point, she stretched out a hoof to nudge against Shining's balls, drawing a sharp cry from the stallion. Gently, she massaged the tender testicles while at the same time beginning to bob her head up and down along his length, slowly at first, but gradually increasing her speed, his grunts and groans of pleasure matching her pace. Oh, he wasn't going to last very long at all, but that didn't deter Cadance as she slid her eager lips along his stallionhood, faster and faster, while her hoof continued to probe at his scrotum.

Even though he didn't call out a warning, his gritted teeth and elongated moan indicated that Shining had reached his peak and could hold on no longer, and she paused the motion of her head just in time to receive the first shot of his warm, sticky seed against the back of her throat. His orgasmic roar registered in her ears, but she concentrated on the tip of his member, still buried in the depths of her mouth. She swallowed. The bitter taste didn't unnerve her in the slightest even as more cum poured forth from deep within him and into her gullet. She could barely keep up with him, her cheeks reddening as she realized the sheer size of his load. At last, he gave a weak thrust of his hips, and the last little spurt dribbled out of him. She quickly lapped it up, then finally pulled her muzzle off his stallionhood, licking her lips as she experienced the full bore of his taste for the first time. It was like he was present on every part of her tongue, his essence swirling around her head. It was bitter; it was salty; it had a strong, musky smell; but most of all, it was him.

The thought sent a fresh surge of warmth through her, and she recalled her own arousal, which had now left her inner thighs quite damp, and she looked down at Shining only to discover that he had not deflated much at all. She stared hungrily at his erection as it rose back to its previous height, her heart beating rapidly at the thought of his stamina. Without a word, she stepped carefully around him, then over him, positioning herself directly above her husband's body. His glazed-over eyes met hers, and he gave a smile. She responded with a grin of her own, then asked, “Ready to go again?”

He only nodded in response, and she turned her head to look back at his erection, fully engorged and prepared for a second go-round. She lowered her hips carefully, lining up her attention-starved treasure with his stallionhood, her brain running wild as she awaited the glorious contact.

Finally, his tip pressed against her soaked lips, and she gasped loudly as the electric sensation coursed through her body. Beneath her, the stallion also let out a little cry, clearly still sensitive from her earlier oral work, and she rocked her hips back and forth, her marehood rubbing against the flared head of his member. Ripples of pleasure ran down her spine as her lower lips finally received some love, and Shining moaned as he no doubt felt the same sensation. Cadance, however, was not content just yet, and in one vigorous motion, she lowered her hips down.

Her sharp, shrill shout mingled with his own cry of joy as she impaled herself on her lover, . No matter how many times she had felt him enter her during all of their exploits yesterday, the reality of his erection sinking into her passage still brought with it an intensity of bliss that she relished. She felt every twitch, every throb of his length as her inner walls caressed it, seemingly happy to be filled up again, and her head pounded with the sheer, overwhelming pleasure of it all. Almost immediately, she began to move, grinding her hips up and down over the top of his rigid stallionhood, the friction sending surge after surge of pleasure from her loins to her head and back again, and she cried out with each descent onto him, her passage tingling with joy.

Cadance moaned and whined as her body seemed to move of its own accord, instinct taking over as she drove herself down and up, down and up, her inner walls milking his length for all it was worth. Her body warmed up as the waves of carnal bliss continued to wash over her consciousness. She looked down, barely aware of her surroundings, and smiled to see her husband clenching his jaw in concentration with his eyes tightly shut, his own grunts and gasps drifting to her ears. I'm making him feel this way, she thought, the idea alone causing her mind to reel. She bent her head down, her hips never ceasing their steady movement, and bit his shoulder lightly, moaning into the soft fur as she mated with Shining. She felt a hoof begin to caress her side, and she smiled at his tender touch even in the midst of their lovemaking.

The sensations finally began to build, each thrust compounding with the next to begin to overwhelm her mind with pleasure. Her cries became more frequent as she came closer and closer to the ultimate high, and the movement of her lower body turned into something more than just a simple act of coupling: desperation. She wanted so bad for him to take her to the limit and send her careening over the edge, and she redoubled her efforts, her body practically a machine as she ground against him. A screaming, sweating, incredibly aroused machine. Oh, she was close, so close, she could feel it coming, and all she needed was that one last little push.

Over the sound of her screams, she could hear Shining cry out, louder and louder, and she knew this was her chance. She mercilessly pounded herself onto him, raising her head from his shoulder to yell out to anypony that could hear that she was with the stallion she loved, and he was about to make her cum. A few more thrusts was all it took, and for the second time that day, Shining erupted inside his wife with a scream of pleasure. The first sensation of his warm release splattering against her insides turned out to be the last straw, and with a shuddering cry, Cadance felt her grip on reality slip away, replaced by an overwhelming sensation of orgasmic bliss that sent her whole body tingling with warmth and pure, unadulterated joy. She was aware of Shining's repeated thrusts into her, and she could feel the heat of his cum as it coated the deepest part of her, but she found it impossible to form words as she rode her high, her senses succumbing to the incredible pleasure.

Eventually, he ceased his motion, and she rolled off to his side, his stallionhood detaching from her with a soft, wet pop. As comfortable as she had felt with his length buried inside her, his exit was just as pleasant, her inner walls gladly relinquishing their grip on him after the completion of his task. She lay there for a while, just breathing as her orgasm slowly faded away, leaving her with nothing but soft warmth throughout her entire body. Her hoof idly stroked against his barrel as she rode the afterglow, smiling all the while.

Finally, the silence was broken by the unicorn next to her. “You're right; I do like it when you're rough.” He gave her a weak smile as his hoof rubbed against her side.

“Told you,” Cadance said with a smirk, bringing her lips to meet his in a gentle kiss. “I kind of like it myself,” Cadance whispered.

Shining's hoof slid up to her cheek, and she looked into his eyes, finding in them the same warmth and love that she'd always seen there. He said softly, “I love you, Cadance.”

She touched her hoof to his as it pressed against her muzzle. “And I love you, Shining Armor.” She planted a small kiss on his hoof and exhaled deeply, smiling as she continued to stare deep into her husband's eyes. Their gazes remained locked for a while until Shining's eyes drifted shut; Cadance's followed suit soon after, her long, slow breathing giving way to peaceful, quiet snores as she lay next to the stallion of her dreams. And he was there, in her dreams, his face lit up in a joyful grin as he ran alongside her through a grassy field, their laughter echoing through the countryside.