"A little higher...move it to the left...right there! Don't move a muscle!" Shimmer Dust's wings flapped as she zipped up to hammer a nail into the wall, horn glowing to hang the final streamer into its desired position, high fiving her husband, Confetti- who stood beside her on a ladder. "That should be the last one. Thanks for the help, Fett."
The tall fuchsia earth pony rolled his hazel eyes. "As if I was going to let you decorate all by yourself. Alicorn powers or not, I think things generally go by faster if they're worked on in groups."
The apricot furred alicorn snorted, dropping to the ground with a soft tap before holding the bottom of the ladder so he could climb down, the thing vanishing into thin air the moment he was off of it. "Thanks for your wise input, Mr. Confetti. Next you'll be telling me how to bathe, too?"
His eyes lidded, wrapping an arm around her waist and pulling her close, his lips grazing her bare shoulder. "I don't have to tell you that...I'd rather show you."
Shimmer felt her face flush just thinking about it, so she jabbed at his stomach with her elbow to get him to let go. "Don't tempt me, Mister. I'd like to not look a mess before the Gala if I can, thank you!"
Confetti only chuckled, rubbing at the sore spot before linking their arms together. "Then you'd best get started getting ready then. I know how long you Princesses take. Have to get every lock perfectly in place, right?"
"Obviously!"
Another night, another Gala. While it was nowhere near as extravagant as the Grand Galloping Gala where the couple first met (officially), it still carried a certain air, and Confetti was nervous as all get out. He and Shimmer had only been married for a week, and already he had gotten more gifts and questions (mostly questions) than he ever had in his life. Which was normal, he guessed, but still very nerve-racking. There were more to come tonight, he was sure of it.
He was waiting in one of the empty hallways connecting to the Grand ballroom, heart thudding at all the sounds and voices carrying away on the other side of the closed door. His fingers fiddled with the bowtie around his neck, untying it and re-tying it as though it was the only thing he knew how to do. Where was Shimmer?
His breath hitched when fingers suddenly wrapped around his arm, looking down to find his answer. The alicorn was dressed in a long power blue gown that trailed behind her, matching eyeshadow on her eyelids. Her mane was in a side braid, crystal flower pins dotted all along it, and white platform pumps made her almost the same height as him-almost. "Look at you," he murmured in awe. "Ready to go wow the crowd."
She giggled, grinning brightly. "Always am. ...You're not going to ghost on me, are you? I know how you get around large groups."
"I should be fine...if you do most of the talking, that is."
Shimmer shrugged, but her smile remained. "Can't help you if it's a personal question, dove. Are you ready?"
"After you, Princess."
The doors opened, and the pair stepped into the bustling room. A few guests glanced over at them, but most were too busy talking or eating the appetizers that were being toted around to really notice them-much to Confetti's relief. He managed to catch glimpses of some of the other royals as well, all gussied up and enjoying the evening. Even usually quiet Prince Solstice was out on the floor, a happy look on his face while he laughed at whatever his marefriend Sweet Disarray was telling him, holding her hands gingerly. Everyone seemed to be there, except for one royal in particular… "Where's your brother?" he asked curiously.
The mare rolled her eyes while shaking her head. "Don't bother asking. He's always in one of three places: home, the library or Sweet Apple Acres. I don't think he's been to a Gala since he hit puberty. 'It's boring as hell,' he always says."
The earth pony hummed. "How would he know if he didn't try it out? We wouldn't have become a thing if I didn't come."
Shimmer's wings ruffled, lightly poking his cheek with the tip of her horn while she scoffed. "Try telling him that, you goof. Maybe he'll listen to you." Her expression changed when another couple came their way, straightening herself up and nudging at him to do the same. "Keep yourself sharp," she whispered before letting her lips break into a bright smile, extending a hand in greeting. "Hello! Good evening!"
"Good Evening to you as well, Princess," an older mare replied, shaking the younger's hand and then Confetti's before adjusting the fur shawl draped around her shoulders. "We heard about the wedding and would like to give our congratulations. Your parents must be so proud."
"Thank you, and they are," Fett noted warmly, though internally he was wincing because he knew what was coming next.
"So, any future plans? Chil-"
"We're going to wait a bit on that," Shimmer interjected quickly, fighting every urge to bite her lip. "Lots of duties to fulfill, you know?" She highly doubted that these breakfast in bed aristocrats would know what that's like, but she'd use any trick in the book to get them to change the subject.
The other stallion merely nodded. "Of course, your Highness. Duty does come first." His gaze then shifted to the earth pony. "Say, what is it you do, exactly? I don't believe that was ever mentioned in the news articles…"
Here it comes…"I work with my mother at her shop, Sir. But I usually make and sell party hats."
He didn't need to look at them to feel things shifting, they way they both murmured "Oh…" was enough. His fur bristled underneath his shirt, and heat raced to his cheeks in anger. As much as he didn't want to let Shims take the brunt of all the questions, he couldn't take it anymore, feeling his eyes begin to water. "Please, excuse me," he blurted, pulling away from his wife to move someplace else where less creatures were around-it was getting way too stuffy.
"Hey. You doing ok?" Shimmer questioned with concern once she found Confetti alone at a table, half empty glass of wine in his hand and his head nearly slumped against it.
His flattened ears lifted at the sound of her voice, but only hummed pitifully in response, and finally raised his head to look at her once she sat down in front of him, taking her hands into his own. "Sorry about that. I know I said I wouldn't, but...I can't deal with all the same questions, over and over. You saw their reactions, they ha-"
A sharp squeeze cut him off, forcing him to pay attention to the alicorn as she fixed him with a stern look. "I'm stopping you right there. Listen, I could have married the most prestigious pony in Canterlot...and the elites would still have something to comment about. That's all they're interested in:titles. And frankly, I could give two shits about that. I love you, nothing those snoots say can change that. You're my Prince."
"And you're my Princess," he finished, admiring her sincerity and confidence with a small smirk, leaning over to kiss her gently, welcoming the tongue that wanted access to his mouth.
Passion seeped in as they briefly forgot about everything around them, their fingers digging into each other's necks, the table being the only thing separating their bodies from grinding against each other. They finally broke apart when air became necessary, faces fully flushed and eyes brighter than the glowing lights above them. No one was watching them-at least, they hoped so-but the feelings were becoming too strong to ignore.
Shimmer was the first to slide out of her seat, glancing around quickly before tugging at the stallion's wrist. "C'mon, let's go."
"Where are we going?"
"Somewhere a bit more...private."
"In here," was the low whisper as a door was pushed open, floor lights turning on the instant the couple slipped into the room, Confetti's jaw nearly dropping in surprise.
Smooth white tile covered the floor and walls, and a tub easily the size of a swimming pool stretched out before them, water constantly rippling and splashing from the waterfall that poured into it. A mirror served as the ceiling, capturing every little detail from below. It was absolutely stunning. "Is this-"
"The master bath? One of them, yeah. I sometimes come here when things get too hectic and I need to take a breather. Which sounds like what you need at the moment." Shimmer untied her towel and waltzed right into the water without another thought, waving him in when he didn't follow her right away. "C'mon, the water's warm. Don't be a chicken."
"Says the one with wings," he grumbled back, dropping the towel that was around his waist and poking one cautious hoof against the water's surface. ...Ok, she was right.
The two went deeper and deeper, until the liquid was lapping at their waists. The alicorn turned over and laid on her back, letting the waves cradle her as she floated freely, long mane drifting around her head in a circle. Her eyes slid shut while she sighed, just taking in the quiet moment.
Confetti watched her with interest, never having had much time to just...look before. His heart fluttered with every jostle her breasts made while the water moved back and forth, her soft and subtle curves blending with the fluid around them, while sharper points stuck out like buoys on the ocean. Her mound was snug in between her thick thighs, but it wouldn't take much effort to spread them and reveal the smooth, slick slit within.
Oh, how much he craved to pounce on her and take her at the bottom of the tub. His self restraint was faltering fast when she opened her eyes, looking over at him when she noticed that he hadn't moved in a while. There must have been something in his stare, because soon she was standing again and coming closer, draping her arms around his neck before lifting up to peck his lips, a grin gracing her features when she pulled back.
"You look jumpier than a jackrabbit all of a sudden. What's gotten into you?"
Well, since she asked: "Nothing, yet. But I'm about to get into something if you don't stop being so gorgeous." His hips then pressed against hers for emphasis, earning a shudder as her face shifted to one of surprise mixed with ecstasy.
The mare was unable to hold back anymore as she gasped when his lips found the base of her neck, kissing and nipping at the spot with determination. "M-mmm, ok. Just take it easy."
She didn't need to tell him twice, for his fingers were already preoccupied with pinching and twisting at her nipples, ears tuned to the sound of her breathing getting deeper and less controlled. That meant it was time to move on to phase two, letting go of her breasts and having his hands roam down her sides to firmly cup her round ass cheeks, waiting for her to release her grip so she could lean against the wall while he hoisted her legs up, and there it was.
Shimmer's clit was just barely peeking out of its hood, throbbing and winking in a frenzy while her legs quivered, just the lightest puff of warm air blowing against it was enough to make her back arch, wings fluttering at her sides. And when Fett's lips wrapped around it...Celestia, she could pass out right there, it felt so good.
His tongue was so hot and rough, stimulating nerves she never knew could be triggered, moaning loudly when it dipped past her folds, the teasing from earlier sending them into a spasm from a single brush along her g-spot. Cum gushed out while every muscle tightened, and air struggled to enter the princess' lungs for a few seconds until everything relaxed at once, and she was left floating again, this time far more lazily than the last.
"H-how do you do that," she breathed, eyelids fully drooped.
The stallion chuckled, pushing his damp, curly mane out of his eyes. "Lots of balloon blowing," was his answer, which was mostly true. He didn't mention how he sometimes used those balloons as makeshift pocket pussies, or how passionately he would go at it with an ice cream cone, but that would have to be saved for another time. Right now, he was much more interested in getting warm and dry-for multiple reasons. "I don't know about you, but a fluffy, soft bed sounds really good right now."
"For sleeping or screwing in?"
"Both."
The two had originally planned to get down and dirty once they found an empty guest room later that night, but fell asleep the moment their heads hit the plush pillows, tenderly wrapped in each other's arms. Shimmer was the first to open her eyes when morning broke, running her fingers through her tousled mane before snuggling up closer to Confetti, who was still sound asleep. She watched his peaceful face, taking note of every little twitch and tremor it made. How did she get so lucky, she'll never know.
The earth pony stirred moments later, bright eyes blinking awake to peer at her soft smile. "Good Morning, Sunshine," he drawled softly, ears swiveling forward to listen to her voice.
"Morning," she murmured back, nuzzling the tip of his muzzle with a giggle. "I'm surprised I didn't wake up to you jumping my bones with how eager you were."
His eyes rolled. "I wasn't that eager, Miss. Right now, on the other hand…" He trailed off, lifting the covers draped around them to reveal the hard 'predicament'. It twitched when the cool air surrounded it, not quite to the point of dripping and drooling with pre, but getting close.
Shimmer hummed, reaching down to wrap a hand around his tip, squeezing it with the lightest amount of pressure. "Wow, this is a heavy wood, huh? You weren't kidding." The pressure increased little by little, and soon he was panting, doing his best to hold back from grinding against her palm.
"You're not playing fair," Confetti nearly growled, easing her hand off with his own, then raising one of her legs and straddling it around his hip, pulling her close enough that his prick spread and nestled in between the petals of her open flower, basking in its warmth.
A gasp resounded throughout the room, the princess shivering while her head fell back. “O-oh~” was all she was able to whisper while her walls involuntarily throbbed, as any other words seemed to leave her at that moment. Inside though, screams were ringing out.
Slowly the cock shifted downwards, almost seeming to spear the wet opening before going back up, medial ring bumping against her engorged clit, which sent waves of shocks from the bottom of her hooves all the way up to the tip of her horn, buzzing in response. Her juices clung to his shaft as it continued to glide back and forth, warming the both of them up until it was time to change gears.
The stallion then pulled away from her, rolling over to the other side of the bed to grab a few things from the nightstand, then slide off completely, patting at the mattress’ edge. “Come here,” was all he said, not wasting a second as he unrolled a condom over his length, which still twitched in his hold.
Shimmer practically crawled over, yelping in surprise when she was suddenly lifted up and pushed against the room's window, all kinds of sensations ramming into her: the cold from the glass, the warmth from the sun's rays, the pressure drilling deeper inside as Confetti's member buried itself to the hilt, not bothering to slow down until every inch was crammed into her leaking cunt.
"F-fuck me," she cried out, eyes rolling to the back of her head as her brain shut off for a few seconds, limbs going limp and giving her husband the upper hand for as long as she was like this.
"Yes dear, that's what I'm doing," the male purred, holding back his laughter. Try as she might to be tough and hold a head on her shoulders, the alicorn was always weak whenever he raised her loving levels, more often than not submitting until she came back to her senses-which wouldn't be happening for a while at this rate.
Harder and faster his hips thrusted, until the mare's whole body was trembling and shaking, her ass and wings slamming against the window pane with each and every stroke. If anyone was passing by on the walkway outside, they were sure to get a show of the princess getting rutted to the stars and back. Let them watch.
After what felt like hours, that familiar pressure inside Shimmer's core erupted, and she breathlessly moaned as cum spewed from her tunnel, splattering loudly onto the floor. Other than her wings that flapped and fluttered, every muscle in her body felt so sore, like she had just come from a swordfight match with her father. Her face was pinker than a pig, tongue hanging out of her mouth like a dog, panting as if all the air going into her lungs was the last. Wow…
Confetti-for some reason- was still pumping away for a good minute or so longer before he peaked as well, breathing heavily as he finished deep inside his princess, ignoring the sweat trickling down his back. He looked down at her blissed face with fondness, leaning over to kiss her tenderly, grinning widely the second he broke it. "What's the matter, your Highness? Too much for you?"
She sputtered, trying to make a brave face, but failing as a wave of exhaustion hit her. "N-no. I'm f-fine."
"Sure you are, Sweetheart. Can you stand?"
The alicorn attempted to, but nearly fell into the puddle of her fluids as her legs wobbled like jelly, clinging to the earth pony for support. He simply shook his head.
"I'm taking that as a no. C'mon, let's get you ready for your meeting later this afternoon."
Shimmer blinked. "Damn, I completely forgot about that… How will I be able to focus after this?"
A smirk pulled at his lips. "Just think about what I plan to do to you after the meeting's over."
"You're not helping, you goofball!"
"Never said I was…"
Author's Note
Thanks for Reading! If you have any questions or suggestions for future fics, feel free to let me know. Until next time!
