Fluttershy would be a challenge, Cadance knew. That's why she was tackling the problem head-on, heading straight from the Golden Horseshoes Hotel to Fluttershy's cottage first thing in the morning.

She was prepared to wheedle and cajole to her utmost, but as she approached the front door, she found the cajoling already in progress.

“Please, Zephyr,” Fluttershy's voice came from somewhere behind the door, “just talk to her. Tell her how you feel. I'm sure she'll—”

“Oh of course you'd think that,” another voice – it must have been Zephyr – replied.

Cadance pressed herself close to the door, eavesdropping shamelessly as the whiny stallion continued.

“Just look at you, your supermodel body...”

“That was just a phase, and I was only doing it for Rarity.”

“...Your luscious pink mane and tail...”

“Um, I actually use extensions.”

“... And all of your buttery-soft cuteness!”

“What does that even mean?”

“Of course nopony would ever turn you down if you just asked them out! But me? Just look at me! I'm a mess, a travesty, an atrocity! No mare in her right mind would even bother answering if I asked. I'll never find a very special somepony!”

“You've already found a very special somepony. All you have to do is talk to her, and—”

“Oh I can't, I just can't! Every time I even think about her, my throat goes all clenchy and I just can't get anything out at all. I'm doomed to be lonely forever!”

“Really, Zephyr, you're being too hard on yourself. If you just believe in yourself, you'll be able to go out there and—”

“At least I can always count on my little sis to pick me up when I fall, to listen to my troubles, to comfort me with a tub of my favorite mint chocolate chip ice cream...”

“I don't even have any ice cream at all.”

“But you could get some for me, couldn't you?” The stallion's voice quavered pitifully.

As much as Cadance enjoyed listening in, she did have a job to do here, and now seemed as good a time as any to interrupt the conversation before it turned toward the less interesting subjects of ice cream and the availability of it. She knocked on the door.

“Who could that be?” Fluttershy said from the other side.

A moment later, the door opened. Cadance smiled at the little yellow pegasus mare as disarmingly as she could, but Fluttershy's jaw still dropped and her wings still clamped down hard against her sides.

“P-princess Cadance?” Fluttershy stammered, remembering at the last moment to drop into a hasty bow.

“Please, please, none of that. And I apologize to be troubling you. I hope I'm not interrupting anything important?”

“Oh no, of course not,” Fluttershy said.

“Only the complete implosion of my chances of ever finding love! Nothing major!” Zephyr's voice was petulant and sarcastic, but still dissolved into a fit of faux weeping at the end. “And I don't even have any mint chocolate chip!”

Fluttershy gave a strained and unconvincing smile. “Please, come in and make yourself comfortable, Princess.”

“Just Cadance, please,” she said on her way through the door.

Once inside, she finally got a look at Zephyr. He wasn't quite what she'd expected for Fluttershy's brother. So much so that she briefly wondered if he might be the result of his mother's dalliance with another stallion and only Fluttershy's half-brother at most. His lean and angular body was draped woefully across the entirety of Fluttershy's favorite sofa, his stubbly chin upthrust toward the ceiling as he silently beseeched some higher power about his problems.

Fluttershy sighed at the sight of him. “Princess, this is my brother, Zephyr Breeze. Zephyr, you know Princess Cadance, right?”

“Please, just Cadance. This isn't a formal occasion.”

“So nice of you to suspend the formalities, Cadie.” Zephyr flicked his mane to one side by way of greeting. “I have to say, I am just in no condition for bowing and scraping across the floor. I just don't know how I'm even going to make it to the next day unless my wonderful sister nurses me through yet another heartbreak.”

“Heartbreak?” Cadance asked, pretending not to have heard the previous conversation. “Well, I am the Princess of Love. Maybe I could help.”

He shook his head ruefully. “Sad to say, I'm beyond help. The love of my life has escaped me, and there is nothing that can ever be done about it. I will never see her–” he sniffled “–again!”

“She's in the flower shop every weekday. Just go talk to her,” Fluttershy said impatiently. She turned back toward Cadance. “Please don't mind him. He gets like this every time he visits Ponyville, at least since he 'fell in love at first sight' with the special somepony he's never talked to.” She sighed again. “Can I get you anything? Is something wrong?”

“Oh, there's definitely something wrong.” Cadance shot a meaningful glance toward Zephyr.

“Oh...” Fluttershy blinked up at her. “Is it a Princess of Love thing? Is that why you're here?”

“Well, partly. I do have a duty to spread love throughout all of Equestria. But I have wifely duties as well, and that's what brings me here today.”

“For... For Shining Armor?”

“Mm-hm.” Cadance nodded. “I'm going to be blunt with you, if that's alright, Fluttershy.”

Fluttershy gulped, but she nodded. Her brother was surreptitiously watching them from the corner of his eye as he pretended to weep.

“I came here to ask you and your friends to have sex with Shining Armor.”

Fluttershy's jaw dropped. Only a tiny little squeak came out.

“It's very important to me, so I'll be happy to do anything in order to make it worth your while. Even – for instance – setting right a certain stallion's love life so he doesn't have to constantly be comforted...”

When Fluttershy's eyes darted over toward Zephyr, Cadance knew her point had gotten across. And when Fluttershy looked back up at her, she could see it in her eyes that she'd do anything it took to solve this little problem.

But it was Zephyr who responded first, “You ... you'd really do that? You'd use your Princess of Love magic to zap her and make her fall in love with me?”

“No,” Cadance stated firmly. “Despite the rumors to the contrary, I do have some standards when it comes to consent. I don't use my love spell on ponies who barely know each other.” She turned back toward Fluttershy and said quietly, “I've seen this a hundred times. All he needs is a little confidence boost and some experience. I can provide both of those myself.”

Fluttershy's eyes went wide. “You mean you'd...”

“As long as you don't mind spending a night with Shining Armor.”

“Oh, of course not,” Fluttershy said. She blushed a little. “He's... Well, um, he's very nice.”

“I've taken quite a fancy to him myself,” Cadance said with a wink.

An awkward little silence came after that. Fluttershy finally filled it by saying, “So, um...”

“Why don't you go buy your brother a nice big tub of mint chocolate chip ice cream?” Cadance said. Quietly, she added, “not that he's going to need it by the time you get back.”

“Um...” Fluttershy glanced between Zephyr and Cadance for a moment, clearly unsure about the whole thing. But then she took a deep breath and nodded to herself. “Okay. I'm going out for ice cream, Zephyr. Be nice to Cadance while I'm gone!”

“Make sure it's a big one! But not the cheap stuff that comes in a bucket!” Zephyr called to her as she flitted out the door.

That left Cadance alone with the lanky pegasus. The two of them looked at each other, both sizing the other up. Zephyr tried to do it with a pretense of bored distraction, but Cadance made no effort to hide her intentions. Her eyes slid right down his long, lean body. He was probably nearly as tall as her if he'd get off the couch and stand up, and there was actually a bit of muscle to him, wiry and underdeveloped, but there. He'd be quite the looker if he worked out a little. And the way he flopped on the couch belly up like that left nothing to the imagination. His sheath was a little small – not a good sign – but the heavy, pendulous balls casually resting against his thigh were quite nice.

“So,” he said, “how are we going to 'set right' my love life? Makeover? Therapy session? Self-help book?”

“Nothing like that.” Cadance grinned at him, slowly stepping closer. “I'm going to suck your cock.”

His jaw dropped; his eyes went wide; his stomach caved in a little. He looked every bit as dumbstruck as Fluttershy had when she'd first opened her door and found the Princess of Love standing on her welcome mat.

Cadance was able to close the distance and stand right above him before he even began to recover from the shock. She did notice, however, the way his cock was already beginning to show – just the first little nub of his tip, showing itself within the ring of his sheath.

He gulped. “So, we should um, go to the bedroom, set up a few candles and—”

“I don't see any reason to waste that kind of time,” Cadance told him, planting her forehoof on his belly and beginning to slide it downward. “I think we have everything we need right here.” Her hoof made contact with the edge of his sheath.

He jumped a little, but only a little. Oh yes, this one was nervous. He definitely needed her help. But it wasn't such a bad case that she'd need to do anything extraordinary.

She lowered her head down near enough that he'd feel her breath on the sensitive skin of his genitals. “You have such a nice pair down here ... one of the nicest I've ever seen,” she exaggerated. “Won't you please show me your cock, too? I can't wait to see it.” That last bit was an outright lie, but it was the kind of lie she knew stallions just couldn't resist believing.

“You... You want my...?” Zephyr's mouth moved, but nothing else came out. Well, nothing came out of his mouth, anyway. Something did start coming out of his sheath, though.

But not fast enough for Cadance's liking. Besides, this was all about the ego boost, so it wouldn't hurt to tease him a little. “Of course I do!” She angled her body along to the side, standing right next to the couch in a way that would give him a fine view of her rear, and she held her tail to the other side, making sure that he'd easily be able to see underneath. “I'm so wet for you, Zephyr.” It wasn't difficult to give a few sloppy winks for him. All she had to do was tense the right muscles a little bit – a skill she'd long ago mastered – and think of all the teasing she'd gotten yesterday. Her pussy did the rest, winking open right in front of him and dripping quite convincingly down her thigh.

That did the trick! Zephyr's cock came surging up out of his sheath, sliding out over his belly as it emerged. Sliding a long way up his belly. Cadance bit her lip slightly, in a way that Zephyr probably would have found flattering if he hadn't been too distracted staring under her tail to notice.

“Oh my goodness,” Cadance mewled. It didn't take much acting skill. His cock really was impressive, more than making up for its lack of girth with its impressive length. And as it fully hardened, pulsing up away from his belly only to slap back down, she was able to see the gentle tapering curve of it, the sharp definition between its lobes and veins, and the fine angle to the bell-shaped head where it was all mottled pink rather than the darker green of the rest of his skin.

Quite nice, actually. He was no Shining Armor, but who was? This long, thin cock was more than she had any right to hope for, and it was one she might actually be able to enjoy.

Still, though, she didn't go straight for it. She hadn't made rookie mistakes like that since she was a filly. Instead, she moved her face along close to it, close enough so that he'd be able to feel her breath as she said, “It's so much bigger than my husband's,” but not close enough that he'd feel her lips moving.

The first actual contact she made was with his balls, nuzzling and licking them lovingly. She nudged them with her muzzle, letting one rest on top of her nose as she breathed in deeply. It did require acting skills to make him believe that she was enamored with his scent – honestly, he needed to spend a lot more time washing himself down there – but thankfully, all it took was a few more winks of her pussy lips to convince him that his musk had driven her into estrus on the spot.

That was naturally followed up with some of the best kissing and licking any stallion's balls could ever ask for. It was enough to make Zephyr lose interest in her winking pussy, flopping back down against the sofa and closing his eyes as he moaned.

“You like the taste of my balls, don't you, my little royal slut?”

False bravado, to be sure. Even a little filly would be able to hear the uncertain quaver in his voice, the way he put a little too much effort and volume into it. Instead of rolling her eyes like she may have wanted to, Cadance just hummed, “Mmm-hmm,” while keeping one of his big loose-hanging balls almost entirely in her mouth.

“They're f-full of cum for you ... if you know how to get it.”

She looked up at him pleadingly, kissing the cleft between his two nuts and running her tongue up through it at the same time.

Zephyr let out a shuddering groan as if he was about to cum right then and there, but managed to compose himself after a couple deep breaths. He reached down with one forehoof and nudged his cock more upright by pushing on the base. “You want to be my royal cocksleeve, don't you? You want to taste my cum f-filling up your mouth!”

“Mmm-hmm!”

“Well, uh...” He faltered as she ventured a little lower, licking at his taint as his balls rested atop her muzzle – she had to turn herself around to reach. “Uh... Come and get it, slut!”

As hesitant as it was, that had been an invitation. And he was already taking the initiative. He'd have enough confidence to ask that special somepony out in no time.

Never one to waste an invitation to a nice cock, Cadance slid her tongue up and over his balls one last time. Her hoof took its place the very next moment, massaging his lazy-hanging fruits as she worked her mouth gradually over his sheath and up his cock.

And, naturally, she didn't simply slide her mouth up in one quick motion like any twenty-bit whorse might. She was the Princess of Love, and she had a reputation to maintain ... even if she did need to take it easy on him in order to prevent a premature end to the exercise. So she worked her way up little by little, kissing, licking, slurping, even the occasional nibble. Every last little smidgen of his cock got a different treatment on the way up ... which was really saying something, given how many mouthfuls Cadance had to go through before she finally worked her way up to the tip of his long shaft.

“Oh... Oh my...” For a moment, as Cadance stared up at him with her lips on his tip, Zephyr lost all pretense of machismo. “You're... Are you really sure you're—?”

Oh, she was sure, alright. This was not her first time. She lifted her lips from the head of his cock just long enough to murmur, “Your cock is so nice, I want it inside my throat so much,” while giving him a look of utter longing. Then she plunged herself down.

This time, she did not take it slow. She didn't need to, and there was no reason to. Now was the time to really blow him away, to show him what she was really capable of, to impress him with just what caliber of mare had found him – little old him – worth giving this kid of treatment to. The flat, slightly flared tip of his cock slid into her throat easily, and with practiced ease, Cadance relaxed her muscles there, suppressing what little gag reflex she still had left. She could feel her neck bulging a little as the rest of his shaft followed the tip down her throat, but nowhere near the degree that a fat cock like Shining Armor's would stretch her. Even as long as it was, taking Zephyr's cock right down to her gullet was easy for her. Comfortable. It actually fit her rather well. A mare could get used to this.

Less endearing was the way Zephyr took hold of her horn, pushing her downward as if she didn't know how to do it herself. Even when her lips were crammed up against his sheath, he still pushed her downward, like he had even more length to give her. “Yeah, bitch, all the way down. Choke on it!”

As if. Zephyr's cock might be long, but it was hardly the biggest she'd ever deepthroated, not even the longest. Did he really think he was endowed enough to choke up the Princess of Love?

Well, it wouldn't hurt to put on a little bit of a show for him. She was supposed to be stroking his ego as much as stroking his cock, after all. So as he rubbed her head around, grinding her lips against his sheath, she closed her eyes hard enough to hopefully push out a few tears and she gave a few theatric coughs accompanied by plenty of sloppy strings of slobber.

That seemed to satisfy him. “Yeah, that's the stuff,” he said, lessening his pushing pressure for a moment.

Her reprieve was short-lived, though. If she'd been some normal mare less skilled in the art of fellatio, she would have been in real trouble when he forced her right back down again, this time thrusting upwards with his hips to fuck her throat. His balls, held as they were with her hoof, bounced up against her chin. She rewarded his confidence and initiative with a few more convincingly faked gags, which only seemed to encourage more rough treatment from him.

“Yeah, take it, bitch!” He slammed himself into her over and over again. “Get what you came for!”

That poor special somepony! Cadance hoped he'd be more gentle with her. If she'd even agree to go out with him. The confidence to ask her out was one thing, but this stallion had quite a few rough edges that would make winning over a mare difficult until somepony smoothed him out a bit. Hopefully the mare had either a strong enough personality to tame him or enough good sense to run the other way. Then again, maybe he had his eyes on somepony who would like him just the way he was. As much of a love expert as she was, Cadance had to admit that sometimes love mystified even her, and ponies sometimes had the strangest desires when it came to finding a special somepony.

It wasn't as if all this fake gagging was useless, though. The way her throat convulsed around his shaft seemed to drive him on all the more frantically, until he lost all sense of rhythm and he...

Wait, was he actually...? Already? Yes! That swelling deep, deep down inside her throat was unmistakable. His tip was flaring out, finally spreading wide enough to block her breathing entirely.

She tried to pull up off of him, to give him a little break so he could keep going – or at least so she could take his load on her tongue and swish it around for him to see before swallowing it – but he pulled all the harder on her horn, forcing her down, pushing his lengthy cock as deep as it could possibly go inside her throat.

“Swallow!” he bellowed as he came, as the base of his cock pulsed between her lips.

There was no need for her to swallow, though. Not with his length and how deeply he'd crammed himself. All she had to do was relax herself and let his cock pump its streaming cum straight into her belly.

He came hard, too. Probably quite pent-up. A stallion with his attitude problems wouldn't have been getting much action. His big, overfilled balls rhythmically clenched against her teasing hoof, emptying nicely straight through her gullet. Gush after gush of it brought that warm swelling feeling deep inside of her she enjoyed so much, and she let out a genuine moan that he probably felt more than he heard.

As his orgasm overtook him, Zephyr finally lost control. He went limp, slamming back down against the sofa and releasing his hold on Cadance's horn.

She pulled up off of his cock as it twitched for the last few times, delivering the final dribbles of cum as if an afterthought as it slid out of her throat. By the time she had his flared tip resting against her outstretched tongue, only a few watery drops drizzled out, barely enough to drip out onto her chin. He was absolutely drained.

He looked drained, too. His head rested limply against the arm of the sofa, propping him up to look at her with glazed-over eyes that barely seemed to register her at all.

That didn't stop Cadance from doing her final little bit of showmanship, though. As he stared up at her, she showed him the little dribble of white on her tongue ... then she drew it back into her mouth, closing her lips and visibly swallowing. When she opened again and held out her tongue, it was perfectly clean. It was an essential part of a proper confidence-building blowjob.

“Yeah, bitch. You like the taste, don't you?” He smiled sleepily, his eyes crossing a little.

Actually, his cum was quite bitter and musty. Like the watery film off a yogurt that's been open in the fridge for far too long and absorbed flavors from all the other foods that have been kept in there. “It's the best thing I've ever tasted,” she told him, rubbing his balls a bit more as his cock deflated and slid back into his sheath. “I only wish I could have more.”

“Yeah, you...” He yawned. “You wish.”

He was asleep before his messy cock was even fully inside his sheath. He snored blatantly – a loud, tooth-rattling racket that would surely drive away any mare unfortunate enough to spend a night with him. He'd definitely need all the help he could get finding a special somepony who could tolerate him.

The door opened, just slightly. Only enough for one blue eye to peek through and a bit of pink mane to slip inside. “Are you, um ... finished? I don't want to interrupt, I just need to get this ice cream in the freezer. But if you need more time, I could come back later and—”

“Your timing is perfect. We just finished.” Cadance didn't bother trying to hide the way she wiped a bit of Zephyr's cum from her lower lip.

The way Fluttershy winced when she saw that wipe showed her all she needed to know. Fluttershy and Zephyr Breeze were no Twilight Sparkle and Shining Armor, that was for sure. Not that Cadance could blame her in the slightest, not after experiencing Zephyr herself. Zephyr didn't wake when Fluttershy came in and headed for the kitchen.

“Was he, um...” Fluttershy glanced over her shoulder at Cadance and Zephyr, blushing fiercely. “He wasn't ... too bad about it, was he?”

Well, he was pretty terrible, but Cadance could never say so, not to a face as adorable as Fluttershy's. And besides, Zephyr might pick up on it in his dreams, planting a subconscious seed of doubt that would undermine all the confidence gained today. “He was wonderful,” Cadance said. Behind her, out of Fluttershy's view, her pussy winked in desperate need, all but calling her out on that little lie. She hadn't had the slightest bit of satisfaction yet. “I know he's going to make some special mare very happy someday.”

“Hopefully someday soon,” Fluttershy said, shooting a look of thinly veiled disgust toward the sofa. “You're sure he'll be brave enough to ask her out now?”

“I'm sure,” Cadance said, feeling much more genuine and honest about that statement. “Can I count on you to help with Shining Armor?”

Fluttershy nodded demurely, a small smile growing on her face as if she'd always wanted a taste of Shining. “Just, um, let me know when you're ready.”

Cadance returned her smile. “And you let me know how Zephyr's date goes.”

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