Author's Note
Nothing graphic happens, but it follows the princess of love's perspective so that should be a warning on its own.
Body Language
For Luna and Pharynx, Body Language (Aye, written with a capital B and a capital L, or, if Luna happened to be the one writing, it would be surrounded with stars) meant something that they had somehow created to facilitate their banter-slash-flirtation during the time when they could not express said banter-slash-flirtation with spoken words. Like those times they spent sitting around in a meeting between leaders, for example. It was one instance of the times when they could not speak freely, other than voicing out some issues. So, it was somewhat inevitable that during those meetings, there would be some excess of meaningful glares, barely concealed smirks, and, of course, heavy pheromone, passing between those two blissfully ignorant representatives. Or perhaps said two representatives were not so ignorant after all and they merely saw it fit to torture their fellow company with their heavy aura of unresolved sexual tension.
At least, Princess Cadance, thought so.
It was her bad luck, really, that made her have to sit between her aunt, who's in heat, and the Changeling King's brother on that year's meeting. It was also her bad luck that she was smart enough to decipher the meaning behind every seemingly-innocent-but-not-really gestures that the two sent to each other.
Her eyebrow twitched as she saw Luna, from the corner of her eyes, subtly fake yawned before she gave a coy glance into Pharynx's direction. That gesture meant 'Hey, I'm bored with this meeting already, let's get out and buck'.
Truthfully, Cadance agreed wholeheartedly with that suggestion. She had also gotten bored of the meeting and getting out of there to have some nice buck with her husband did sound really nice, except she can't because the topic of the meeting revolved around sending troops over to Klugetown, where it had been confirmed by Pharynx's spy network that creature trafficking are to take place in the near future. Meaning her husband, Shining Armor, who is also Captain of the Royal Guard, will be heavily involved. And sadly for Luna, Pharynx is Head of Changeling Kingdom in charge of their military, meaning he also can't just up and leave.
Pharynx, she observed, merely huffed slightly and tapped his pen to his handouts. It was his way of saying 'The meeting is still running, pay attention to it'.
Cadance frowned. Uptight changeling, he could be so painstakingly difficult at time. And it seemed like Luna shared her sentiment for she made a facial expression that was at the same time cute, exasperating, and dangerous. She really needed to ask her how to do that, but perhaps those kind of expressions were exclusive to those stubborn creatures who at one point turned against their siblings.
Like, well, our two main characters here; Luna against Celestia and Pharynx against Thorax.
She still watched in amusement as Luna's expression gradually changed to a challenging smirk. Oh, yes, Cadance thought, their princess of the night would never give up the fight, would she? Of course Luna would never accept Pharynx's refusal, especially not when she's in heat. And of course she would—
Cadance managed to turned her sigh into a soft cough before she continued watching Luna.
—drag a hoof along the inside of her hind legs until her hoof ever so slightly brush against her... Well, damn. Luna did have nice hooves. And flank. And slot. There was no way Pharynx would be able to remain unprovoked after watching that gesture.
She turned her head slightly, curious to see Pharynx's expression. Seeing that particular pink blush on those cheeks, she smirked. Oh, well, the good part had just begun it seemed.
Pharynx narrowed his eyes, then made a small gesture with his hooves, touching his non-existent watch before folding his hooves. Cadance guessed it was a variation of 'Luna, can't you wait and pay attention?' only with many swear words inserted to any comfortable gap between every pair of words.
She felt really smart for being able to decipher it, actually.
Luna seemed unfazed by that. If anything, she only seemed emboldened. And Cadance watched in deftly concealed interest as Luna drew her sleek dark blue pen (same colour as her coat, narcissistic much?) to her chin, giving off an air of mild interest before she softly brought the pen to her lips. She continued watching as Luna swirled her tongue around the pen, as she licked and sucked at the pen, as she did things that should made her an offender if anycreature were to look her way. Cadance bet any stallion would give their all to switch places with that pen.
After a few minutes of carefully orchestrated molestation of that sleek dark blue pen, Luna finished her performance with one last lick. She gave her most saucy smirk and she even dared to wink.
Cadance gulped. She was really in the need for some restroom break. And she couldn't help wonder, if Luna's performance managed to draw such a reaction from her, who knew what it had done to Pharynx?
She surreptitiously glanced to Pharynx's direction. His face looked flushed—no hard work trying to guess what had caused that. He held his handouts closer than necessary to his face, perhaps in an attempt to hide his blush. His entire body seemed tense. Cadance let her gaze travel downward and she nearly unable to hold back whistle.
Well, Pharynx, she thought gleefully, did Pharynx Jr. woke up or were you just so very happy with Luna's performance?
Oh, wait, those two things were basically the same.
Jokes aside, it was obvious that Pharynx would not be able to stay silent after such a, pardon her Prench, magnificent performance. She was curious. Terribly so. Yes, she even admitted that she quite entertained some Pharynx-got-up-from-his-seat-to-ravish-Luna-in-the-middle-of-a-meeting scenario. Perhaps they would not mind a third party.
But instead of getting up from his seat, much less ravishing Luna, Pharynx merely gave one stern glare and lightly traced his neck, from below his muzzle, down until he reached just above his chest, followed by a silent but firm tap on the table. Then he smirked that smirk, the one that he used to employ when he was still enjoying his merry days out pre-metamorphosis, attacking ponies. But, Celestia, that smirk! Cadance knew a lot of ponies who would be willing to do anything to stay alive when they saw that smirk (a lot had indeed done that, mainly by, ahem, letting Pharynx feed on their love).
She averted her eyes from Pharynx to watch Luna's reaction. If anyone was ever in a doubt whether a mare in heat could keep their composure and stay serious in any meeting or not, should they see Luna that time, their doubts would all be cleared. The gaze that Luna had was so very intense it gave Cadance a shiver. Yes, Luna had switched to her serious business mode and she was sure Pharynx would get a very fulfilling night after the meeting before heading back to the Changeling Kingdom.
Now, if only Luna could employ the same seriousness for urgent matters like economy recession when in the same room as Pharynx, aside from employing it for the sole purpose of bucking him every chance she got, then perhaps the world could really be a wonderful place.
There were some noises of papers being shuffled and conversations that made Cadance realise that they had just reached their break for the day. She blinked. Time did seem to pass so quickly when one was enjoying herself. And speaking about 'pass so quickly', Cadance thought, eyeing Luna who jumped off her seat and flew out the exit door with such enviable speed, it seemed time was not the only thing eager to pass so quickly.
She shrugged as she prepared to make her way towards her husband who's currently speaking with a hippogriff, the naval general Seaspray. It was then she heard Pharynx addressing her.
"You damn pony," Pharynx said in that particular tone of voice he always used when he's slightly angry, but then again that's him most of the time. "Getting off watching your peers communicating just because you're the princess of love?"
"Is it my fault that you and my aunt are fond of public sex conversation?" She said with a wink. "Face it, Pharynx, you enjoy the idea of somecreature getting off watching you."
Pharynx only narrowed his eyes at her, but Cadance managed to catch the hint of embarrassment in his expression. It was enough reward for her.
"So, tell me," she said. "I could understand the meaning of the majority of gestures you gave to each other except that last bit, when you touched your neck, what did that mean?"
"Screw you," Pharynx said, jumping off his seat. Standing tall, he gave his most condescending look to Cadance and said, "If I have my way with you, I'll do so many things that will make you unable to speak for a week, much less walk."
"Hey," she said. "I was only asking."
Pharynx gave that smirk again as he replied, "And I was only answering your question."
Cadance could only stand there, gaping, as she saw Pharynx exiting the meeting room. She was torn between laughing and being awed, but in the end she merely shook her head.
"I really envy those two sometimes." She said.
Ember and Thorax, who happened to walk past her when she uttered that sentence, stopped and stared at her. "What?" The dragon asked.
"Nothing," she answered. "Just being reminded that the world isn't fair."
She sighed and continued her advance toward Shining. There was no use being envious. Moreover being envious toward Luna, she thought with a slightly disgusted feeling. She should not be envious toward her own aunt's love life. She had a husband whom she love more than any other stallion in Equestria, she should not do things like that.
Instead, perhaps she could ask Twilight for a spying spell that allows the caster to view events happening in other locations. Yes, that sounded like a better thing to do rather than being envious. Definitely.
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