Merry Christmas, Darling

“And you’re sure we can’t convince you to come along, son?”

Shining Armor sighed and put a hand to his forehead. “Sorry, Dad; I don’t want to risk getting sicker. Can’t mess up my perfect attendance when school starts back next week. Final year and all.”

Night Light nodded sagely. “Probably for the best.”

“Just tell Uncle Atom I said ‘Hi’ and I’ll see him next time.”

“We will.” Twilight Velvet kissed her son’s forehead and brushed a lock of blue hair from his forehead. “You stay off your feet and drink plenty of fluids.”

“Yes ma’am.” Shining Armor offered his most reassuring smile.

Twilight Sparkle adjusted her glasses and pouted. “Are you sure you can’t come, BBBFF?”

Shining Armor tussled his younger sister’s hair and grinned. “You’ll have plenty of fun without me. Just make sure you tell me all about Uncle Atom’s new telescope when you get back home tonight.”

Twilight returned the grin, nodded enthusiastically, and hugged her big brother’s neck. “Merry Christmas, Shiny.”

“Merry Christmas, Twily.”

Night Light checked his watch. “Alright, we’d better get going. We shouldn’t be later than nine.”

“Though we may end up staying the night if your father gets into another drinking contest with my brother.” Twilight Velvet kissed her husband’s blushing cheek.

Shining Armor waved as his family departed into the cold of Christmas Day. He closed his eyes and pictured them piling into the car. He heard his father start the engine and the vehicle backing out of the driveway. He grabbed his phone and watched the minutes tick by. When he was sure they must be far enough down the road that they wouldn’t be turning back anytime soon, he opened his most used message chain and typed out a quick text;

They’re Gone. You coming?

The reply popped up almost immediately, like the person on the other end had been waiting as anxiously as he’d been;

On my way.

Shining Armor sighed and leaned back in his father’s recliner. He hated using his incredible ‘pretending to be sick to get out of family functions’ powers on Christmas, but there was nothing for it. Cadance had told him that the only way for him to properly enjoy his present was if he was home alone.

He hoped it was that new hand-held 'Ogres and Oubliettes' game.

Less than ten minutes later, he heard a car pulling into the driveway. He heard a car door open and the sound of running foot-steps. The front door flew open and Cadence, his girlfriend of the past year, practically threw herself into the house and slammed the door behind her. “FffffffUCK, it’s cold.”

Shining Armor laughed and stood, stretching his pajama clad frame. “Merry Christmas to you too.”

Cadance was wearing a thick brown trench coat he’d only seen her in once or twice. As he watched, she finished rubbing her arms to warm them and pulled a scrunchy from her wrist that she then used to easily tie her tri-color hair up into a perfect pony-tail. She beamed at him. “I missed you.”

Shining Armor chuckled as he crossed the room and pulled her close. “You just saw me last night.”

She snuggled against him, drawing in his warmth. “Too long.”

He tightened the embrace and spied the purse dangling from her arm. Whatever his gift was, it had to be pretty small to fit in there.

Cadance pulled away and stared at the tree in the room’s far corner. Lights danced across the branches, bouncing off the various baubles and decorations. She sighed dreamily. “I’ve always loved your family’s tree, Shining Armor.” She looked up at him. “When we get our own place, can we get a tree just like it every year?”

“And a crystal palace to put it in. I promise.” He kissed her, his hormones quickly turning something quick and chaste into something a bit more heated.

She moaned into his mouth at first but carefully pulled away at the first sign of his probing tongue. “Save that for later, sugar-lips. Don’t you want to…” She fingered the belt on her coat. “…Open your present?”

Shining Armor nodded eagerly. He released his embrace, stepped back slightly, and held out his hands expectantly.

She blinked. “…What are you doing?”

Shining Armor tilted his head at her purse. “My gift’s in there, right?”

Cadance blinked again. “You don’t… you…” Her brain was rapidly trying to sort this out. “You do know what I was talking about when I said I had something to give you when your family wasn’t home, right?”

“Well, now that you mention it, I did think it was a bit of an odd request.”

He didn’t get it. He truly, seriously did not get it. Cadance’s palm slapped against her forehead. “Why did I have to fall in love with such a dunder-head?”

Shining Armor’s hands fell to his side. “So… my gift isn't in the purse?”

Cadance sighed, dropped her purse, and yanked off the jacket’s belt. It opened wide and she shrugged it off her slender, pink shoulders to reveal why she’d been so cold.

Shining Armor’s jaw dropped as he took in his girlfriend’s ensemble. The lacey red bra she wore just barely covered the older teen’s quite impressive chest. The matching red panties, a thong of some sort from the look of things, were not covered at all by the microscopic green skirt that hugged her hips so tightly it should’ve been considered a crime.

Cadance picked up her purse, put a hand on her hip and cocked her posture, already smirking at the very apparent and rising bulge in Shining Armor’s pajamas. “Merry Christmas, darling.”

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The sea of blankets that surrounded her bore the familiar scent of the Sparkle Family’s usual detergent. Her hands clenched at them as Shining Armor’s hands roamed her body, thoroughly inspecting his “present.”

Shining Armor's shirt was discarded and sent tumbling to his bedroom floor. He kissed his way up, from her smooth stomach, to her cleavage, and finally began to kiss and lick her throat. His hands slid beneath her and she arched her back so he could reach the bra clasp. He fumbled with it… then tried again, looking for a way to release the damned thing. “Who designed these things?” He mumbled.

"Here. Let me." She managed to say in between moans. Her own hands left the bed-spread and disappeared beneath her, and suddenly the bra loosened. Shining Armor was straddling her waist now and he sat back on his knees as she removed the item, revealing her perky breasts, topped with candy-pink nipples, already erect. Her chest rose and fell with each soft breath she took. She looked at him, her eyes half-lidded with desire.

The sight of her rendered him speechless.

"Well?" She asked impatiently when he didn’t show any signs of moving. "Are you just going to stare at them all day?"

Needing no further encouragement, he leaned back down and took one nipple into his mouth, earning him a pleased gasp from Cadance. His other hand went to her remaining breast and began to knead, massaging the bud with his thumb. Cadance writhed beneath him, gasping and moaning as she raked her nails across his back.

Shining Armor was mentally reeling. He and Cadance’s courtship had not been the most… chaste of things, but they’d always striven to keep things as “over the clothes” as possible. They’d rubbed and grinded against nearly every pleasurable spot of each other over the year, but there’d always been an understanding that they would go no further until the moment was right. Apparently Cadance had decided she could wait no longer, not that he was complaining. He’d lost count of how many times he’d pictured this exact moment, with his perfect pink princess splayed under him and pleading for his touch.

But even with all those imaginings, he had to admit; fantasy had nothing on reality.

He alternated his attentions to the opposite side of her chest, ensuring that each of the globes of flesh received equal attention.

She grasped his shoulders and pulled him up to her face to kiss him hungrily. She shifted her weight and used it to flip them over so that she was now straddling him.

He looked up at her when they parted, and her chest was now positively heaving with pleasure. She leaned down, making him think she wanted to kiss some more, but diverted at the last second and captured his earlobe, grinding it between her teeth.

Now it was his turn to groan.

She kissed her way down his throat and began to slither down his body. She felt his member pulse against her stomach. 'Is that really happening because of me?' she wondered, dragging her tongue across his dark nipple.

Her sexual education class had all talked about the science of sex, but none of them had ever mentioned this; the pure ecstasy and power that came with having this kind of effect on someone…

She kissed and licked her way down his stomach and the toned abs she loved to stare at until she tasted cloth. He was breathing very heavily now.

He looked down at her, but her face was hidden by the curtain of her hair.

"What do you want, Shining Armor?" She asked in a voice he'd never heard her use before. It was husky and sensual… and he loved it. He felt her stroke his manhood through his pants.

"Guh… I… I want you…" He forced out through gritted teeth. She had to stop doing that. This was his first time, after all, and he didn't want to blow it so soon. She’d only ever rubbed him through his pants before.

Besides, it was really starting to hurt down there.

He felt the tug as she pulled the waist-line of his pajama pants down and lifted his hips to help. The last bit of his clothing slid off and was kicked to the floor.

Cadance stared in wonder at the rigidly erect object before her. It was a darker white than the rest of him, and rushing blood had caused the head to turn a deep purple. It wasn't as big as the ones she'd seen in magazines or on the internet, but it was still quite big to her. 'That's… supposed to go inside me?' she thought to herself, terrified and strangely thrilled at the thought. She reached out a single hand to grasp him, marveling at its smoothness, and gave an experimental pump.

Shining Armor's hips responded immediately, thrusting upwards. "Cadance…" He moaned.

The way he moaned her name like that… well, she could definitely get used to it.

With a flick of her head she tossed her hair behind her, allowing her to see his face. He was flushed and small beads of sweat clung to his forehead. He looked down at her, and she allowed herself a smirk; he had on the most serious face she'd ever seen him wear.

'Why wouldn't he be serious right now?' She wondered. 'I've got his whole world in my fist.'

She began a slow, steady stroke from base to tip and his head fell back as thick moans of pleasure began to escape his throat. She wanted to taste him, to see what sort of reaction that would get. She stuck out her tongue and dragged it along the skin.

Shining Armor went cross-eyed.

She kissed her way back up the length and swirled her tongue around the engorged head. He tasted the same here as the rest of him did; clean and slightly salty. She closed her lips around the tip and drew the whole of him into her mouth.

Shining Armor decided he was dead. He had actually been sick and now he had died and an angel was welcoming him to Paradise with his very first blow-job.

Remembering what she’d read in magazines to prepare for this moment, Cadance began to bob her head in earnest. She used her hand to stroke the parts of him that weren’t currently in her mouth. She moved her tongue in circles around the tip. She tasted something new, a saltier taste than before. She hummed with pleasure, her free hand groping her own chest as she continued her work.

Shining Armor’s hands drifted down and ran themselves through his amazing girlfriend’s hair. He resisted the urge to grab her pony-tail and shove himself deeper…

Cadance felt his hands on her head and mentally wished for him to grab her pony-tail and force her head down further. She wanted to feel him lose himself and use her for his own selfish desires. She wanted…

No. Plenty of time for that later. Their time was limited today.

Slowly, she stopped and let go of him. After a final kiss to the tip of his dick, she moved to the side of the bed and stood.

Shining Armor’s eyes snapped open and he shot up to a sitting position when the contact ended. He watched as she stood… and reached for her skirt.

She unzipped it and let it fall to the ground where it landed with a soft flutter of material. She stepped out of it and kicked it away with her foot.

One piece of clothing was now all that separated them.

He watched in silence as she hooked the sides of her red panties and pulled them down, stepping out of them. She stood straight and faced him, fully exposed. He scooted to her until his legs were hanging off the bed and took her in for the first time.

Her womanhood was surrounded by a curly thatch of pubic hair that was a darker shade than that on her head. He could just barely see the slightest hint of pink inside the outer lips. He noted the moisture coating the entire area. 'Did I do that?' He wondered in awe. He inhaled and caught the scent of her arousal.

"Shining Armor?”

He looked up at her face. She looked worried.

"What's wrong?" She asked, then began to cover herself. "Is it… is it me? I knew I should have shaved. The magazine said…"

He caught her hands and brought them to his face, kissing each in turn. "No. Nothing's wrong. You're beautiful." He smirked, recalling some research of his own. “I just didn’t know my Christmas present was going to be edible as well.”

“What… OH!” Her question was cut off when he took one of her legs, placed it over his shoulder, grabbed her ass in both hands, and yanked her pussy towards his face. She felt his tongue… and it was her turn to go cross-eyed. “WHOA!”

Shining Armor lightly smacked her perfectly plump cheeks and started licking her like he meant it. Really, he had no idea what he was doing. He simply tried replicating what he’d seen men and women doing in the midst of his late night perusals of the internet. He licked up and down her lips, then used the muscle to peek inside. The taste of her was stronger there… and he wanted more.

Cadance almost screamed when his nose brushed past her clit for the first time. “There! Right there! Go back!”

Shining Armor obeyed, focusing all of his tongue’s attention on the little nub. He spanked her again, thoroughly enjoying the little squeal she made. ‘Gonna have to file that away for later.’ He thought.

Cadance’s hands grabbed her boyfriend’s blue hair and held him in place as she grinded her soaked sex against his mouth. This was beyond anything she’d ever imagined. She’d never dreamed that he’d be so bold in their first time, so understanding of her needs.

He truly was her knight in shining armor.

And then her knight closed his lips around her clit and sucked, his tongue still lapping at it.

Cadance came with a strangled, choked cry. She folded, her legs suddenly made of rubber. Only her leg on Shining Armor’s shoulder kept her from falling entirely.

Shining Armor repeated the action she’d used on his dick, the little kiss, on her lower lips and pulled back, removing her leg from his shoulder. “I don’t think I can ever go back to eggnog.” He chuckled, licking his lips.

She smiled as her hands found his shoulders and pushed him back onto the bed. She crawled on top of him and crushed his lips in a fiery kiss, tasting for the first time the unique mix that was his saliva and her own juices. They rolled so that he was atop her, in between her legs.

She could feel the warmth of his member on her thigh and, heaven help her, she was aroused even more. She pulled away from his lips and kissed his cheek. “Shining Armor…” she whispered. “I need to feel you inside me.”

As he enjoyed the feeling of his girlfriend’s hot breath in his ear and the sheer heat of the words she spoke to him, a thought suddenly popped into Shining Armor's head. He broke the kiss and slapped a hand against his forehead in annoyance. "Shit, Cadance! I don't have any condoms." He felt like a dirt-bag, getting them both so worked up and now unable to finish...

"Purse..." She breathed huskily, trying to ensnare his lips once more.

He dodged. "What?"

"In my purse. Second pocket."

He looked at her apprehensively.

She saw the question in his eyes and rolled her eyes at him in annoyance. "Oh, stop it. Sex-ed at the academy. They were handed out to all of us. As a precaution." She raised an eyebrow. “You guys didn’t get any in your class?”

"We did." A pause. "We made balloons."

Cadance blinked slowly. “It’s abundantly clear that all the brains in this family went to your sister.” She grinned as she smacked his rear end and squeezed it. “Thank god for that ass.”

He laughed, reached for her purse on the floor, and started rummaged through it.

Cadance waited impatiently as he searched its contents for the foil wrapper. "Second to the left…" She growled.

In an almost 'EUREKA' moment, he proudly pulled the condom from the purse and held it over his head triumphantly. He quickly ripped it open and looked at it, his enthusiasm dying.

"Well?" She asked.

"Uh..." He grinned sheepishly. "I really don't know how to use one of these."

If Cadance hadn't been so sexually frustrated, she could've laughed. Instead, she felt like choking the life out of him.

"Here. Let me." She sat up and took it from him. Just as the instructors had shown, she slipped it over the head and rolled it all the way down the shaft, smoothing it out as best she could. "Now," she asked, smiling sweetly and planting a small kiss on his lips. "Do you need any further instructions on how to make love to me?"

He shook his head and kissed her, slowly and deeply. He pushed her back onto her back and reached down to grasp his length, searching for her entrance.

"There…" She whispered when she felt the tip touch her lower lips.

With a deep breath, Shining Armor slid into her as slowly as he could.

They both gasped, him at her warmth and tightness, and her at the sensation of being filled.

He kept pushing until he'd reached a certain barrier. He'd known this was coming, and he was dreading it. He kissed her softly… and broke through with a single thrust.

She broke the kiss and stifled her small scream of pain by biting into Shining Armor's shoulder.

He stilled and waited for her to recover. After her breathing slowed and she pulled her face from his shoulder, he looked at her and brushed the hair out of her face. "Is it okay?" He asked.

She nodded and wiped the tears of pain from her eyes. She wrapped her arms around his neck. "Yeah. Keep going." She whispered.

He began to thrust, setting a slow, steady pace, allowing her to get used to the feeling. Shining Armor himself was in a state of euphoria. He knew he wouldn't last long, but first he had a mission to accomplish. From his readings of ‘Space Battles’ fanfiction, he knew that girl's didn't typically finish their first time.

He intended to make Cadance the exception to that rule.

But that slippery, warm tightness of hers was making things very difficult.

Cadance looked up at him in wonder as he continued to thrust into her. She knew he was holding back. Slowly, the pain began to give way to a dull sensation of pleasure. It grew and her tiny whines of pain and discomfort began to resemble signs of pleasure. Her breath began to quicken in time with his, and she pulled his head down for another kiss. "Faster?" She asked.

He eagerly complied.

Now those small moans became tinny cries in time with each thrust. She began to lift her hips in time with his thrusts, trying to pull him in deeper, trying to become one with him. Their bellies smacked against each other, creating a rhythm and tempo to their dance.

“Harder.” Not a question this time. A command.

He drew back and slammed home. He thrilled in the sound of her gasping pleasure. He let loose, really giving her everything he had and then some.

They were both sweating profusely now, the slickness of it aiding in their act of love. They stared into each other’s eyes as their breaths continued to speed up with the effort.

Cadance wrapped her legs around his waist in a vain attempt to pull him deeper inside her. Her nails raked his back as she panted and moaned. She tried to speak, tried to encourage him, tried to tell him “keep going” or “don’t stop” but she couldn’t get a word in edge-wise.

Shining Armor was losing it. With no other choice, he made a final gamble, something he'd seen in a porno once. He took one of his supporting hands and lowered it to the place where he and Cadance were joined. With his index finger he began to rub the approximate area of her clitoris.

Bingo.

Her cries became that much louder and her hips began to literally pivot into his. “Gonna cum… gonna cum…” She cried over and over again like a mantra, her eyes slammed tight from the intensity of the pleasure that raged through her.

It was too much. Shining Armor felt his orgasm hit and his breath sputtered as the tip of the condom began to fill. He didn't stop.

For her, he never would.

She stared up at him in dazed amazement. She tried to speak. "Shining…Shining Armor… I'm…"

The last of his climax hit and his hips pistoned into hers one final time as he fired his last volley, thrusting his manhood that much farther into her, hitting a sensitive area that had never been reached before.

Her breath caught and her back arched as her own orgasm hit, more intense than any she’d ever been able to manage by herself. She clutched Shining Armor to her chest as lights began to flash before her eyes. They looked strangely, but comfortingly, familiar. With a final strangled cry, she reached the peak and began the long journey down.

Shining Armor went limp and collapsed on top of her. She giggled in her afterglow and kissed his cheek, lazily tracing circles on the flesh of his back. They lay together for a while, breathing heavily and sweat drenched. Her breasts became the most comfortable pillow he’d ever imagined. He could hear the sound of her heart-beat, slowly returning to normal.

Cadance reflected on what she had seen in the throes of her orgasm, trying to figure out what it was. Suddenly, it hit her. "Lights…" She said softly.

"What?" He croaked breathlessly.

"The lights, Shining Armor. I saw the lights on your Christmas tree." She began to laugh weakly and, soon enough, so was he.

He carefully pulled out of her, discarded the condom in a nearby trash pail, and began willing his limbs to work once again. He managed to drag himself up alongside her and pulled her back against his chest. He wrapped his arms around her and kissed the slick back of her neck. “I love you.”

“I love you, too.” She kissed one of his hands and snuggled closer against him. “Merry Christmas.”

The kissed hand cupped her breast and squeezed playfully. “Happy New Year’s too?”

Teenage hormones roared inside her. She pushed back, forcing him onto his back. She lay on his chest, feeling his kisses and licks on her neck increasing in urgency. Already she could feel his erection swelling between her legs. She cooed as his hands wantonly groped her chest. She swiveled her hips against his groin, loving the groaning noise he made. “You know… I only brought the one condom.”

He stopped. “What does that mean?”

She smirked as she turned her head and licked his lips. One of her hands reached down, ready to guide him inside her once more. “It means... I’m dreaming of a white Christmas.”