Author's Note

Includes rough sex, adultery, and of course, human x pony action

Thank you Harold4 for the suggestion/request. https://www.fimfiction.net/user/328759/Harold4

How Flurry Heart Was Made

"Jerome is everything accounted for?" Princess Cadence asks as she packs an assortment of items into a large, bubblegum-pink suitcase. Her one and only human guard, Jerome, checks over their luggage list to make sure they have everything they need for their trip to Griffonstone.

"Bathrobes, scrolls, quills, and ink to take down notes, pillows in case the ones over in Griffonstone aren't up to our standards, books to pass the time...uh, yeah, everything is accounted for." Jerome checks off everything on the list and closes off the suitcase with all of their essentials inside.

Princess Cadence and Jerome are heading over to Griffonstone for a two-day meeting. At least that's what they told Shining Armor. It's really for one day and there is no meeting. Princess Cadence may be married to Twilight's brother, but the only reason she did it is that Twilight would be her sister-in-law. Shining never made time for Cadence and would always spend his time patroling, commanding the royal guard, or spend nights with "the boys". However, the only one who's been by her side while her husband is away is Jerome, the big, strong alien guard. The princess has been having an affair with this creature ever since she and Shining were married. He satisfies her needs for attention as well as her sexual desires, and after all these years, Shining has never found out about it.

Cadence glances over at Jerome with a funny look. "You plan on reading while you're there?" she asked.

Jerome shrugs. "What else am I supposed to do?"

The princess responds by standing on her hind legs, placing her fore-hooves on the alien's broad, stiff shoulders, and planting a loving kiss on her guard's lips. "What we came to do in the first place, duh?" They just stare into each other's eyes until the door swings open, startling the two and making them pretend as if nothing happened.

Shining Armor peeks his head through the crack in the door. "Honey, are you okay in there?" he asks. His eyes weren't on his wife but on the tall human, who instilled fear into almost every creature that saw him. With how tiny ponies are compared to humans, it's no wonder these creatures would be fearful of him. "You, uh, almost done packing up dear?"

Cadence shows her husband a fake loving smile and nods. "Just about ready to go." She trots up to her husband and embraces him in a "loving" hug, nuzzling his neck with her muzzle. "I'm gonna miss you, sweetie," she blatantly lies. Jerome watches his lover in her act, being all sentimental and loving with her cuck of a husband. He coughs, bringing their attention back on him.

"If you don't mind, Princess," he says as he grabs their luggage with ease, "we have to get going before we miss the train."

"Oh, you're right!" Cadence releases her husband and runs out the door, leaving Shining Armor and Jerome in the bedroom together.

They both glance at each other awkwardly, unsure about what to do since neither of them have actually tried to strike a conversation with each other before. "Uh, take care of her. Okay, pal?" Shining says, finally breaking the awkward silence between them. Jerome nods and followed after his sweet little adulteress to the train station.

Don’t worry pal, I’ll take good care of her.

Griffonstone is one of the less fortunate places outside of Equestria, most likely because the residents have almost never heard about friendship and its blessings, thus making ponies think twice about visiting such a place. The buildings are mostly worn down adobe and straw houses while the griffons themselves were no better. Each one is greedy and selfish and only look out for themselves.

Jerome and Cadence step out of the train and walk over to a small, private hut on the outskirts of Griffonstone while earning a few judgmental and fearful stares from the residents. "Not the happiest place in the world, huh?" Jerome asks, eyeing the nosy griffons and making them scurry into their homes.

Cadence chuckles and smiles up at her lover. "Unfortunately, no," she replies, "but that just means nopony or griffon will bother to intrude on us while we're here. Speaking of which, we're here." They reach the hut and its a lot bigger than Jerome had expected. It looks like any other house in Griffonstone but cleaner and more pristine. As they enter, the smell of flora fills their nostrils, making them wonder if they really were in Griffonstone. The bed isn’t a stone slab as Jerome would have presumed, but a plushy, large, queen-sized bed with golden sheets and silver pillows. The dark, polished bedposts nearly reach the ceiling, which is painted a vivid pink; comparable to Cadence’s coat and mane. A dark spruce dresser sits opposite to the fancy bed with a small, black lamp for reading, perfect for Jerome.

He sheds his royal armor and lets his body relax and unwind as he basks in the warm rays of fresh sunlight leaking through the window. He stretches his arms and undoes his undergarments to expose his chiseled pectorals and abdomen.

Cadence eyes his built figure with adoration and lust. Her loins slowly secrete its warm fluids as arousal floods her mind. But her heart suddenly drops when Jerome picks up a book from one of the suitcases and plops down in the chair near the desk to read. “Ahem!” she coughs, trying to get his attention. Nothing. This isn’t like him. Normally he’d be all over her right now and ravaging her sinful body, but he’s just sitting there, reading his book as if there’s nothing else to do. She waltzes over to the distracted human and rests her fore-hooves on his shoulders. “Put the book down, Jerome,” she says with boredom. “I miss you already.”

Jerome just responds with an uninterested “Mkay”, with his attention fixated on his book. Cadence doesn’t like this one bit. She wants to feel his fingers caressing her mane, running through her cotton candy coat, flowing down her body until they reach her prized possession. She hears a small drop of liquid from behind her. She turns around and sets her eyes on the stone floor to see a puddle forming beneath her. She’s dripping like a faucet and she can’t be relieved until Jerome takes her right here, right now.

Jerome stays focused on his book, each word, each sentence, each page only makes him want more of the story. Nothing else is on his mind but the adventure within these pages.

“Ahem!” a loud cough manages to catch his attention, prying his eyes from his book and to the source of the noise. He turns around in his seat to see Cadence standing before him with one hoof crossed over the other and her eyes fluttering with lust. But it’s not her pose or seductive attitude that catches his attention, it’s her stunning outfit. She has a light-blue lingerie that covers the majority of her body in see-through silk fabric, making her look like blue and pink swirled candy.

Jerome is certainly impressed by the sexy outfit choice the princess has made. “Like what you see?” Cadence asks. Her voice is filled with arousal; each word makes Jerome’s pants feel even tighter than before. “It looks like you do,” she says with a giggle. Jerome follows the princess’s gaze until his eyes land on his crotch. A hefty bulge lays sealed in his pants, ready to burst the seams and pleasure its mistress. “I’ve been waiting all month for you to rut me,” she says. “I’ve been pent up for a while now.”

Jerome puts down his book and leans back in his chair like a king watching his exotic dancer with admiration. “Are you now?” he asks. He doesn’t doubt her, but he’d like to see how much she’s been thirsting for him.

Cadence smiles seductively and turns around to reveal her blue panties moist with her love juices. It’s so drenched, the liquid is seeping from the cloth like a leaking dam and dripping onto the floor. Jerome can smell the musk and love pheromones emanating off of her clothes, making his member jolt with life. He couldn't take it anymore, he wanted her right here and now. "Get your sweet ass over here," he commands.

Cadence blushes as she seductively trots over to her authoritative mate, her hooves slowly clacking along the stone floor in a smooth rhythm. Despite being a princess and ruling over her subjects, she very much enjoys being dominated by someone who can put her in her place. She places her forehooves on Jerome's shoulders and plants a lascivious kiss on his lips, feeling his hot breath filling her oral cavity as their tongues wrap around each other like cherished companions. The creamy, smooth organs play and share flavors as their lovers' mouths are tightly sealed together, not wanting to let go and break this sinful experience.

The princess finally breaks the kiss as she gasps for air, leaving a small bridge of saliva connecting their lips. She smiles at her paramour with some saliva still glazed on her luscious pink muzzle. "I want you to rut me harder than you've ever done me before," she whispers in his ear. Her warm breath running across the folds of his ear raises the hairs along his back, but her words raise his mast to full length.

"Your wish is my command, my Princess," he says with a malicious grin. Cadence blushes as the moment she desires etches closer, but she wants to entice him a bit more, lead him on for a little while longer until he finally jumps her like a wild animal in heat.

Cadence lowers herself until her muzzle is at level with the human's twitching bulge. Using her teeth, she latches onto the fly of his pants and slowly pulls it down, relieving some of the pressure building around his stiff erection. Now only his undergarments remain. The gray boxers are the only thing that stands between her and her prize. But, she can't take it anymore; the musky smells permeating the thick fabric are only making her crave more for a taste of his juicy shaft. Her mouth begins to water as she reminisces the tastes and textures of the human's penis. She grabs the waistband of the boxers and pulls it off, ripping it in the process, but Jerome doesn't seem to mind. He just smirks at his mistress's actions with approval.

Standing at attention before the princess is the prize she's been waiting for. Jerome’s mighty member towers over the princess as she gawks at its size, despite having seen it so many times. Its scent grows even stronger, making the princess only thirst even more for a taste. She places her smooth tongue on the bald surface of Jerome’s scrotum, salty sweat collects on her tongue like licking a salt rock. She lets her tongue glide across the smooth surface until she reaches the base of the massive tower. Jerome places his hand under the mare’s chin, pulling her head up to look at him and away from her task.

“Before you go any further,” he says, “how about you turn around so I can give your ass the attention it deserves. Cadence chuckles and does as she’s told like a good servant. She trots over to the bed and rests her forehooves on the soft sheets as she shakes her round, plump rump in front of her master, begging for him to take her. Jerome rises from his seat and walks over to her and places a callous hand on one globe, squeezing it like a soft balloon. The imprints he leaves fade away like memory foam, returning it to its original, voluptuous shape.

Without warning, Jerome gives one cheek a firm slap that resonates throughout the hut, earning a loud yelp from the startled mare. She looks back at him, her face flushed as she grins with sexual desire and pure lust. She's always willing to try something new, and this makes her want more until her butt is burning from the lashes. She teases him again by shaking her rear end around, the globes jiggling with every motion. Jerome growls like a sex-crazed beast and gives her ass another well-deserved spanking, and another, and another, making her moan again and again with euphoria.

"Hey, baby," Cadence says as she attempts to catch her breath, "how about I show you a few tricks I learned back in my prime?" Curious, Jerome follows his slut princess back to the desk, where she sits him down on the chair and proceeds to give him a lap dance by grinding on his exposed, erect shaft with her soaked, blue panties, glazing the rod in her love juices. Jerome reaches out to grab one of her plump cheeks, but she bats his hand away with a hoof. "Uh, uh," she taunts. "Just let me do all the work."

Her human chuckles at her new attitude. "You seem to have a lot of experience, Cadence," Jerome says as the princess continues to tease his hungry dick between her soft buns.

"This is a secret, but before I became a full-fledged princess, I had to make a living as a stripper. No one else knows this, because my stage name back then was 'Rump Master'."

Learning about Cadence's dark secrets fascinated Jerome. Just hearing of her secret life arouses him even more until he can't take it anymore. He disregards the "hands-off rule" and tears apart the Princess's silky panties, revealing her winking, moist cunt. Juicy nectar flows out of the crevice like a slow and steady stream, dripping onto the stone floor and leaving a slippery puddle beneath them. Jerome kneels and proceeds to lap away at the flowing juices, stimulating his mistress's labia and shocking her sensitive nerves. The dribbling honey tastes sugary and watery like sweet tea, while the smell is aromatic and invigorating like a fresh floral candle.

Cadence releases hot breaths of pleasure as wave after wave of arousal flow through her body. "Mmm, please," she moans." Please just ravage my pussy! I've been a terrible, dishonest, unloving wife!"

Jerome laughs as his love's cum drips from his chin. "I'm glad to hear you finally admitting it," he says with a sinful smirk. "But I'm not going to pulverize your pussy because of that. It's because of something far worse." Cadence turns around, wondering what could be worse than being an immoral wife. Jerome grabs Cadence by the neck and pulls her head back until her ear is just an inch away from his wet lips. "You've been a terrible, dishonest, unloving MILF," he whispers. Cadence shudders at this new realization. Being called a MILF, a slut, and an unfaithful mare makes her feel so dirty, so unforgivable, so wrong; her loins quiver in excitement and provocation.

"Please punish this slut of a wife, my one true love!" Cadence commands. Jerome gleefully rears his arm back and gives her ass a well-deserved spanking; the clap resonates throughout the room along with an erotic squeal from the princess. Jerome gives her another lash, and another, and another until her cheeks burn from the intoxicating pain and pleasure.

Using her magic, Cadence rips off the human's shirt to reveal his model-like physique. His tense muscles glisten with sweat and his veins seem to pop out of each bicep, just ready to crush this pony in his arms. Her eyes travel down his trunk until they make contact with his thirsting shaft. A small bubble of lubricant seeps out of the small hole at the tip, ready to break through the princess's wall and into her awaiting core. "Please rut me," she says in a breathy voice. "I can't take it anymore! I need you now, Jerome!"

Without missing a beat, Jerome firmly grasps his cock and aligns it with Cadence's winking hole. The princess releases a small moan as soon as the tip of her knight's dick made contact with her outer wall, covering itself in its lubricating liquid. He doesn't waste a second and proceeds to force his way in like a battering ram, tearing through her defenses and plunging himself into the warm, wet crevice. Cadence screams in euphoria as the monster crawls its way into her cavern. As soon as he's in position, Jerome moves his hips, slamming his groin against his princess's and thrusting his shaft deeper and deeper into her center. With every thrust, Cadence squeals his name in ecstasy, always wanting more until she breaks. Suddenly she begins to move her hips, slamming her round base into her lover's shaft, forcing him to go deeper until he hits a tight gateway. She screams every time the tip of his member makes contact with the closed gate, stimulating the sensitive nerves bundled up inside.

"Holy shit!" Jerome says in surprise. "You're a freaky pony, you know that?"

Cadence rears her head back to look at her wicked partner. Her face is contorted in euphoria with her tongue hanging out like a dog and her face flushed with lust. "Y-you b-bring out t-the freaky side!" she says between thrusts. Her words are almost incomprehensible with her mind numbing from the sheer pleasure. "I want you to be the father of my foal, not that sorry sack of a husband of mine!"

Hearing these wicked words, Jerome grabs the pony by the waist and jumps back first onto the bed, forcing her to bounce on his dick. The torn threads of fabric from her lingerie tickle She moans louder until they become lewd screams of rapture. "Fuck! You're way better than Shining could ever be! A real 10 out of 10!"

Jerome smiles at her, but not with lust. He smiles with love and passion, something Cadence has never seen him do. "That's only because you're the one making love to me, baby," Jerome states as Cadence continues to bounce on his groin, "and because you complete me." Cadence has never heard him say something so warm before. Tears start forming in her eyes, not because of the sudden change in mood, but because he has made such a compassionate remark. She lowers herself to kiss him, their lips uniting in a loving connection; an almost unholy matrimony.

They're getting close to climax; Cadence's vaginal walls contract around Jerome's pulsating bolt, ready to achieve orgasm. "Fuck, I'm cumming!" Jerome yells. Cadence responds by riding faster; the hard, wet slaps only entice them to cum sooner than expected. The arousal builds up inside them, forcing them to go into overdrive until finally, they release their secretions. Jerome hugs his princess tight as he spills his thick, creamy semen into her uterus. Cadence screams in euphoria as she ejaculates all over the bedsheets opposite to Jerome, drenching them in her pheromones, musk, and love juices.

She collapses on the heaving chest of her partner, panting for air from her lust-fueled experience. Their bodies are glistening with sweat, their hearts can be felt through their rib cages as they try to relax. Cadence kisses her knight in the afterglow, tasting the salty sweat lining his lips while playing with his short tongue. She breaks the kiss and gazes into her lover's eyes, peering into them with love instead of lust.

"I think I have enough energy to go again," Jerome pants. Cadence smirks and places her hoof on his erect shaft. Still hard, still raring for another go. She wants it, but her groin feels weak and her body can barely move. It's perhaps best if she waits until she's well-rested, then they can go as hard as they want for the next round. She rests her head on his chest, feeling the pectorals rise and fall with each breath.

"I really hope we can make a beautiful foal," Cadence says. Her voice has a hint of growing drowsiness, signifying she's ready to sleep.

Jerome runs his fingers through the mare's shining mane, scratching behind her ears a few times before he continues downward and scratches the nape of her neck. "I'm pretty sure you'll be pregnant by tonight," he says. The two snuggle together in the cold room, the only source of warmth being their sweaty bodies.

"I love you, Jerome," Cadence says as she drifts off to sleep.

Jerome places his hand on one of Cadence's smooth globes and rubs it, feeling its spherical, soft texture once again before slumber occupies his conscious mind. "I love you too, Rump Master," he says before he closes his eyes and sleeps until the next time they can have their fun.