Imperious Assertions

Sitting within her private dining area, still adorned in her night robe, Celestia absentmindedly sipped her coffee and reflected on the evening prior. She hadn’t thought the night would be as interesting as it had been, having had her little tryst with the to-be Princess of Love, but she certainly wasn’t complaining - in fact, the whole experience left her genuinely curious. In the past, she’d had to dull or remove memories of her lovers, if only to spare herself from their ceaseless advances, yet she’d foregone the treatment for Cadance - not because she didn’t have to, but because she’d never slept with another alicorn before.

She and her ilk were an exceptionally rare breed, being extraordinarily long-lived and powerful to a fault, so there was an all too real chance that her junior would recover and not seek her out - that being said, she wouldn’t mind giving the young mare another roll in the hay. It had been quite some time she’d had such a darn good lay, and the thought of her fellow alicorn’s tight, velvety confines against her stallionhood sent blood coursing to her loins.

“My Princess,” a guard intoned, peeking in from the entryway and snapping her from her thoughts, “you have a visitor.”

“Show them in,” she coolly intoned, adjusting the tablecloth over the swell at her groin.

She typically used a concealment spell to hide her obscenely large endowment, but the early hour and her lack of sleep had made her forgo the stealthy bit of sorcery. Once she was done speaking with her guest, whoever they were, she’d finish her coffee, help herself to a shower, then make ready to start the day in earnest. Hearing what could only be heels on the polished marble floor, she shifted and looked to the door.

“Cadance,” she remarked, taken aback by the mare’s appearance, “I wasn’t expecting to see you again so soon.”

Having replaced her novelty costume from the ball, wearing a simple sundress, the young alicorn looked as resplendent as ever. The garment, though relatively modest, draped to the girl’s broad hips and hung over her ample chest, doing little to quell her already stirred arousal - still, she couldn’t tip her hand. For all she knew, her guest may have regretted the impulsive and passionate moments they’d shared, in spite of having nearly climaxed into a coma, so she’d play the situation by ear.

“H…hey,” Cadance began, stopping just short of the table, “do you have a few minutes?”

“Of course!” Celestia chirped, igniting her horn and pulling the empty chair from beneath the covered table’s surface. “Please, sit.”

Having expected to find herself speaking with a courier or possibly a dignitary, she was caught off guard by her alluring guest’s appearance. As the girl seated herself and slid her legs beneath the table, she smiled. Judging from her visitor’s timid demeanor and slight blush, she hadn’t been the only one thinking about what they’d done.

Playing with her hands, seemingly reluctant to make eye contact, Cadance cleared her throat. “I’d…I’d like to apologize for last night?”

Celestia lowered her mug and cocked her head to the side. “Oh? What for?”

Shooting her a look that was simultaneously embarrassed and annoyed, the girl knit her brow. “You know why…”

“Do I?” she hummed, peering into her coffee.

“I shouldn’t…” Cadance gulped, averting her gaze. “I shouldn’t have done what I did; it was wrong and wholly unfitting of a Princess.”

“Was it?” Celestia countered. Setting her mug down and placing her elbows on the table, she rested her chin on her laced fingers. “I’m the oldest Princess in all of Equestria and I thought it was fully becoming of an alicorn.”

The girl rocked back slightly, taken off guard by the admission. “Y…you do?”

“Of course I do. We alicorns are a different breed from every other type of pony. It’s not our fault that we have unrivaled libido, stamina, and virility or, in your case, fertility - in fact, were you not taken already, I’d say we’re practically made for one another,” she giggled.

The mare’s cheeks went from a light pink to a brilliant crimson, but she wasn’t done yet - not even close. Seeing her guest’s reaction tickled the amorous, playful parts of her mind and, against her better judgement, she couldn’t help but act on them. She knew the alicorn and Shining were an item, that they were planning to be wed in her very castle, yet she was inspired. Extending one leg, she caressed the girl’s inner thigh with her toes.

“Celestia!” Cadance bleated, stiffening slightly.

“My apologies,” the Princess tittered, dismissively waving a hand. “Were you in my position, I’m sure you’d do the same thing - I mean, can you blame me for being attracted to such a ravishing creature as yourself?”

“I…” the girl trailed off, fidgeting in place. “Really?”

Leaning forward, bringing herself closer to her visitor, a wolfish smirk crept across Celestia’s muzzle. “If you don’t believe me, feel free to look under the table and see for yourself…”

She realized it was a precarious move, that the young alicorn may well excuse herself or possibly think less of her, yet the potential benefits outweighed the risks. If things played out in her favor, she may get lucky a second time - if not, well, she could always deal with the fallout later. Straightening up and spreading her legs, allowing her endowment to fully fall between her thighs, she furtively lowered one hand and pulled open the bottom of her robe.

Cadance hesitated, shifting uncomfortably, and slowly pushed herself away. It was as plain as day that she was more than a little curious, and likely turned on as well, although she didn’t seem willing to relent to her urges. Just as she went to stand, pressing her hands to the arms of the chair, she lowered her torso, reached down, lifted the tablecloth, and dipped her head.

“See,” Celestia murmured, flexing her pelvis and causing her length to twitch, “she’s happy to see you.”

Though she couldn’t see the girl’s reaction to her steadily hardening length, she didn’t budge from her spot. If the mare wanted a good, long look at her equipment, that was fine with her. Several seconds passed, as she casually took another sip of her coffee, before her guest reappeared.

Looking more flustered than ever, Cadance fitfully straightened her dress. “That doesn’t prove anything.”

“If it doesn’t, why are your panties positively drenched right now?” the Princess asserted, quirking a brow. Taking yet another gamble, feeling emboldened by the girl’s reaction, she steeled herself. “Do you want to hear what I think?” she asked. “I think you didn’t come to apologize at all. I think you came here because you couldn’t stop thinking about how amazing it felt to have me inside you.”

“T…that’s not true,” the girl exclaimed, “I love Shining and I would never -”

“Never what? Never sneak away with me to have the best sex you’ve ever had?” Celestia interrupted. “If that’s the case, I’m sure your marehood will be bone dry…”

Evoking her magic, with her smirk growing ever wider, she enshrouded her guest in a golden aura. She wouldn’t really do anything too forceful, although the girl didn’t know that. Using the barest shred of her magic, she gently guided the mare up and into a standing position.

“Fine!” Cadance squawked, shooting to her feet.

The Princess’ heart skipped a beat, noting her visitor’s slumped shoulders and defeated demeanor. “Show me.”

In a stunning move of defiance, the girl stomped her foot and crossed her arms under her bosoms. “I…I will do no such thing. I came to give an apology, I gave it, and now I’ll be on my way.”

Celestia paused and considered her words carefully. Saying or doing the wrong thing would ultimately result in her buxom visitor’s departure, an outcome she would very much like to avoid, so she released her magic and took a draught of her java to buy some time. Given the precarious circumstances, yet knowing the girl was at least somewhat turned on, she had one final trick that would either make or break her day.

“If you’re going to leave,” she sighed, parting her legs, “be a dear and give me a goodbye kiss.”

“I…” Cadance faltered, “ok.” Trotting around the table, appearing more somewhat confused, she leaned over to peck the elder alicorn’s cheek - that was before a finger was pressed to her pouting lips.

“I didn’t say where I wanted you to kiss,” Celestia purred.

The mare’s eyes flew to the Princess’ crotch and danced across the uncovered, girthy root of stallionhood resting there. As she longingly gazed at the base of her host’s cock, she was woefully ignorant of the amorous expression on the woman’s face. Whether she knew it or not, the hooks had just sunk in - she just needed to be reeled in.

“You don’t have to,” Celestia continued. “It’s just that after last night, I thought you may want to tell her goodbye forever…”

Cadance went to turn away, but caught herself and stopped. The girl’s reluctant indecision was delicious, with the powers of her higher functions warring with her lust being all too visible. Shifting to fully face her host, without saying a single word, she squatted down, lifted the tablecloth, and shuffled under the piece of furniture.

A contented, muted sigh escaped the Princess, as she reclined and lifted the linen to peek down at her guest. Even if the girl barely touched her nethers, she’d consider the exchange a win in her book. If nothing else, she’d have plenty of chances to tempt the fair lass in the future - after all, both of them were both functionally immortal. Rearing back, she twisted her hips ever so slightly towards the then crouched mare.

Moving at a snail’s pace, all but crawling around and between the Princess’ splayed legs, Cadance slowly approached the dickmare’s massive throbbing stallionhood. While she steadily moved, ultimately resting on her knees and stooping forward, her eyes never left the woman’s shaft. Neither of them said a word, focusing solely on one another, as the girl reached out, wrapped her fingers around the meaty shaft, and angled the throbbing cock to her face.

Celestia would have been happy to get just the tiniest peck on her tool, but she got much, much more than she bargained for. The girl’s lips briefly pressed to the tip of her length, before she withdrew and licked her lips. Her dick was irresistible, the musk trapped beneath the linen was too much to bear, or her guest was far more aroused than she’d anticipated - regardless of exactly what was behind it, the mare’s initial, fleeting kiss was followed by a second, then a third and a fourth, until the young alicorn was making out with her stallionhood.

A contented sigh escaped her, as she rolled her head back. Not only had she succeeded in her goal, but there was a catch - she was curious to see how far Cadance would go. Biding her time, allowing the girl to eagerly suckle and nurse from her member, an odd noise wrenched her attention to the exit. Seeing the door crack open, realizing that someone was about to walk in on them, she hastily straightened the tablecloth, sat up straight, and brushed a strand of opalescent mane from her face.

“Yes?” she loudly inquired, feeling her visitor start.

A guard appeared from the door and briefly scanned the room, though he ultimately turned his attention to the seated Princess. “My Princess, you have another guest.”

Though she maintained her tranquil demeanor, Celestia mentally cursed. Of all the poor times for someone to bother her, this was easily one of the worst. Regaining her smile, feigning disinterest, she impassively plucked a scone from a tray of pastries.

“And whom is disturbing my breakfast this time?” she asked, casting an inquisitorial look to the praetorian.

“Shining Armor, my liege,” the guard flatly replied.

Given the circumstances, the news couldn’t have been more delectably ironic. Allowing Cadance to leave would raise questions that couldn’t possibly be answered in any rational way, and denying the stallion entry would be equally suspicious, so she took the only reasonable course of action. Her smirk broadened, as she cleared her throat and bade him to enter.

As the guard Captain entered, dressed in a simple polo and slacks, she raised her hand in greeting. He was a good pony and an exemplary soldier, having clawed his way up the ranks at a record pace, and he had impeccable taste in mares - that said, her little fling with his betrothed had left her in a peculiar situation. Though she respected him for his work ethic and personality, she held no reservations about giving his marefriend the satisfaction he couldn’t.

“Shining,” she announced, “what may I do for you this fine morning?” Lifting her legs and occupying the chair opposite her, trapping the girl’s leg between her thighs, she robbed him of the ability to sit.

“I just wanted to thank you again for letting Cadance and I have our ceremony in the castle - oh and for inviting us to the party last night,” he merrily exclaimed, looking around the vacant chamber. “Speaking of Cadance, have you seen her? She said she was going to stop by and speak with you this morning.”

Adjusting one leg, the Princess forced the hidden alicorn’s head closer to her groin. The sensation of the panicking girl’s throat spasming around her cock was astonishing, nearly making her lose her composure, yet she willed herself to remain calm. If she were to lose her cool, both she and Cadance would be left to explain themselves, a fact she had every intention of exploiting.

“She did, yes, although she left a short time ago,” she calmly explained, nodding to the door. “She mentioned something about going into town before for a new skirt, I believe.”

“Oh - uh -” he muttered, glancing down at the occupied chair. “Can I have a seat? There was something I wanted to ask you.”

“Of course!” Celestia replied, lifting her feet and clearing the seat for him. “What’s on your mind?”

Though she acted as serenely as ever, she crossed one leg over the other and trapped the mare’s face to her groin. She wasn’t quite hilted in Cadance’s snout, giving the girl just enough room to breath, she made sure her concealed guest wasn’t going anywhere. Flexing her pelvis muscles, causing her shaft to pulse in the adulterous alicorn’s gullet, she tranquilly smiled.

“It’s just, well, do you think I’m really Cadance is into me?” he mumbled, easing himself down. “I know she likes me, but she’s an alicorn. I just don’t feel like I measure up, you know?”

It took everything Celestia had not to laugh, as she leaned over to the stallion. Slipping one hand under the table, grabbing the back of Cadance’s head, she softly patted Shining’s forearm. “If she agreed to marry you, you have to be doing something right,” she endearingly cooed, gently face-fucking his future wife’s face. “And I’ve never heard her speak ill of you.”

“Thanks,” he wistfully responded. “You know she’s already - no, nevermind.”

“She’s already…?” she repeated, drowning out a stifled gag beneath her.

“It might be silly, but she’s mentioned a few times how she’d like to have a kid someday,” he chuckled, his cheeks darkening. “I don’t want to get too excited about it, but I’ve always thought about starting a family with her.”

Opening her mouth to reply, moments from congratulating the stallion, the most remarkable thing happened. For whatever reason, Cadance grabbed her waist and started swabbing her own throat. The development was beyond stunning, giving her a moment for pause, but it didn’t stay that way for long. As she beamed over at the stallion, understanding that some mystical combination of infidelity and lust had all but broken the mare, the fingers of her free hand danced up Shining’s bicep.

“Well I’m sure that, when the time comes, you’ll make an absolutely amazing father,” she purred, locking eyes with him while his intended’s nose pressed against her groin.

The alicorn’s words had bolstered his resolve and calmed his frazzled nerves. If only the stallion knew his lover was choking on the Princess’ dick, a handful of feet from where he sat, he wouldn’t have smiled so sincerely - nevertheless, he was wholly ignorant to the depravity taking place beneath the table. Pushing himself up, he bowed and kissed her hand.

“Coming from you, that means the world,” he sighed, peering into her eyes.

Securing her grip on Cadance’s mare, keeping the entirety of her length sheathed in her gullet, Celestia withdrew her arm from his grasp. “It’s my honor, Shining Armor. If you act quickly, you might find your betrothed before she leaves the castle. I’m sure she’d adore having you with her.”

Nodding eagerly, grinning from ear to ear, Shining spun around and jogged to the exit. “I won’t forget this!” he shouted, waving back at her.

“I’m sure you won’t!” the Princess cheerfully shot back, while the girl choked and attempted to clear her quaking airway.

Patiently waiting until he had seen himself out, Celestia sorcerously locked the door behind him, uncrossed her legs, and lifted the tablecloth to check on her guest. As she suspected, the moment they’d regained their privacy, Cadance threw herself back and cleared her airway. Coughing and sputtering, with saliva and pre-cum dangling from her lips and chin, she weakly glowered up at her host.

As Celestia stood, offering her hand and pulling the girl to her feet, she issued a silent thanks to the stars. Had things lasted a minute longer, things could have gone very, very poorly - not simply because Shining may have discovered, but because she’d been inching closer to her limit. Though she’d blown two sublime loads the night before, thinking repeatedly about the curvaceous mare, plus having her coltfriend nearly walk in on them, had tried her endurance.

Gazing at the mare, she took note of interesting details. First and foremost, Cadance was an absolute mess, with a disheveled mane and running, tear-streaked makeup, but that wasn’t what she found most provocative. The lower portion of her guest’s dress was drenched, indicating that at some point or another, while she’d had a throat full of cock, she’d somehow managed to get off. Her arousal reached a fevered pitch, clouding her sense of reason, as she pointed at the table.

“Lay down and present yourself,” she growled, “now.”

Mere minutes ago, Cadance had been reluctant to do anything depraved with her host - now things were different. Obediently turning and resting her behind on the wooden surface, she slid back, hiked up her dress, and parted her thighs. If spontaneously climaxing while choking herself on cock hadn’t been a clear enough indicator of her intentions, the way she amorously stared at the Princess’ stallionhood left little room for doubt.

The site of her fertile visitor presenting herself, pulling her panties aside to reveal her slavering snatch, sent Celestia into a rut-lust. Wasting no time, taking one of the girl’s ankles in each hand, she stepped between the young alicorn’s legs, got into position, and plunged into her guest’s eager marehood. The warm, tight, welcoming sensations around her length were just as fantastic as she remembered, yet she couldn’t restrain herself from savoring the moment.

Her brief exchange with Shining, while his lover clandestinely sucked her off, had made one thing very clear - the girl needed what she had to offer. Rolling her hips back, she watched the mare’s lower lips desperately cling to her retreating shaft. She’d known that there was no way a mere stallion could ever compare to her carnal prowess, yet she wanted - no, needed to ensure that the impending Princess of Love was well aware of that fact.

As she fell into a steady rhythm, driving her mate forward with each unstoppable thrust, whorish groans, domineering grunts, and a drumbeat of Plap Plap Plap filled the air. The Princess’ eyes wandered over her mate, watching the girl’s breasts sway beneath the delicate fabric of the dress, before she scrunched her snout in annoyance. Leaning forward, grabbing a fistful of the vexing garment, she tore the dress away.

To enwrapt by the sublime deep-dicking to care, Cadance mewled and writhed atop the table. One hand flew to her chest, tugging at one rock-hard nipple, while the other sailed to her groin. Momentarily caressing the gargantuan, pistoning length, wetting the tips of her fingers, she frantically massaged her engorged, winking clit. It was a wondrously lewd display, but the elder alicorn knew of something to make it all the better.

“It’s no - Mmmph - wonder you came back for more. With as tight as you are - Nnnngh - I wouldn’t be surprised if Shining is half my size,” Celestia mocked, her pendulous balls slapping against the mare’s supple backside.

“D…don’t say that,” Cadance weakly protested, her vice-like depths standing in stark contrast to her words.

The Princess slowed to a halt and shuffled back, leaving only the very tip of her shaft within the girl’s cunt. “If you don’t start being honest with me, I’ll stop…”

A frantic look crossed Cadance’s face, her vice-like confines tightened around the dickmare’s stallionhood, and yet she continued rubbing her snatch. “I…I…”

“You what?” the Princess arrogantly snickered. “You thought some mere unicorn could ever dream to give you what I can. We both know I’m better than he could ever be, but I want you to tell me how much better…”

Squirming in place, it took less than a second for the girl’s unwillingness to speak the truth crumbled. “S…so much better,” she breathed, her voice fainter than a whisper. “There’s no comparing the two of - Oh BUCK!”

Her admission ended in an instant, when Celestia abruptly redoubled her efforts. Pulling the mare to the very edge of the table, she pushed her mate’s legs forward and started fucking harder and faster than ever. If her guest wanted to see how superior she was to some peasant - by all the stars in the sky, that’s exactly what she was going to get. Slightly adjusting the depth and angle of her plunges, grinding her thick medial ring against the mare’s g-spot, her predatory smirk returned with a vengeance.

The physical bliss that Cadance afforded was amazing, but the psychological joy of ruining the perfidious harlot was the sweetest thing of all. Ratcheting up the intensity, unleashing her full potential, she sought nothing more than to utterly ruin the girl for anyone but herself. Losing control of herself, yet pining for more, she bent forward, pressed her muzzle to her mate’s free bosom, and bit down on the tender bud of flesh.

Cadance’s climactic howl was music to hear ears, as her groin and upper thighs were instantly covered by the mare’s climactic juices. Though she was practically hilted, with the broad head of her cock battering the girl’s cervix, there was one thing she could do to defile the young alicorn - something that she could practically guarantee nobody had done before. Shuffling as close as the could to the table, holding the little whore steady, gave a particularly savage thrust.

The moment her womb was violated, Cadance brayed out like never before. Her sex clamped and quaked around the Princess’ shaft, milking and coaxing the vascular length of flesh, while her cervix nursed on the bloated, gradually expanding glans. Though she’d cum mere minutes ago, the overstimulation of having her inner gates breached erased her refractory period and forced her to have a second, mind-shattering orgasm - still, even with her consciousness on the brink of collapse, her body responded in the only way it knew how.

Celestia snorted, biting down on her mate’s nipple, before relaxing her jaw and straightening up. She had the slut right where she wanted her, somehow knowing they’d passed a point of no return, and that fact pushed her to the limit. It didn’t matter if how long their spontaneous passion was going to last, she didn’t care if she left the little hussy in a cum-slathered heap - her only concern, a concern which had just been addressed, was that she’d be able to use the slut to vent her sexual frustrations from that moment forward.

Plowing the girl like a machine made flesh, she relished their raw passion of claiming the mare’s body and mind. Her hips pumped with unstoppable force, her breasts bobbed and swayed with each thrust, and her ripe, meaty nuts repeatedly impacted the mare’s cushiony rear, while she pushed herself closer and closer to release. Moving at a blistering pace, causing the mare to climax again and again, she ultimately passed the point of no return.

She could have said something dirty in her final seconds, but she saw no need - no, she’d rather let her actions speak for her. Practically contorting the girl into a mating press, she fully sheathed her immense length, shot forward, and locked lips with her lover. As her tongue drove into the mare’s mouth, silencing the euphoric wails filling the air, pints of spunk flowed through her cock and into her mate’s foal-factory.

Though she couldn’t see it, Cadance’s eyes flew open and rolled back, her mouth hung open in a silent scream, and some fundamental part of her shattered. She’d always considered herself a devoted lover, yet the devastating instant undid her. The night before, when Celestia had rocked her world, had been an experience beyond compare, but this - this was something an order of magnitude more powerful. She could practically feel herself slipping away, as her abdomen steadily rounded and bloated with the influx of the Princess’ seed.

Bodies entwined, with the towering dickmare’s fitfully bucking hips grinding to a halt, the young alicorn struggled to remain conscious. Cadance’s arms hung limply to her sides, jizz leaked from her stuffed confines, and the smell of sex lingered in the air, as the Princess unhurriedly reared back and broke their kiss. With a strand of saliva connecting their lips, they gazed into one another’s eyes.

“Even if you decide to follow through and marry Shining, you’re mine,” Celestia mused, flicking the mare’s nipple and causing the girl to dully whimper.

As Cadance looked away, possibly shameful of what they’d done, she stepped back and hauled her still turgid length from the girl’s confines. A small eruption of marish juices and thick spunk dribbled to the floor, though the overwhelming majority stayed right where she’d deposited it. Trotting around the table, she apathetically watched the alicorn heave air into her chest.

“W…what are you -” Cadance’s faltering question was cut short, as the Princess held a finger to her lips.

“From now on, no more questions; you will do what I say, when I say it. Is that understood?” Celestia intoned, prompting the girl to nod.

Cadance’s eyes drifted down the amazoness’ chest, down her belly, and to the slickened behemoth bobbing at the Princess’ groin. In spite of having climaxed multiple times, she licked her lips and hungrily gazed at the titanic stallionhood. The attention was almost sad, if it wasn’t as hilarious as it was.

“How pathetic are you?” Celestia laughed, slapping the girl’s cheek with her tool. “You probably can’t even stand straight, but you can’t look away from my dick - actually, now that I think about it, how about you clean me up.”

As the girl unsteadily went to roll on her side, her host stopped her. “How am I -”

Smack

A slap of the Princess dick silenced the mare, as Celestia glared down at her. “What did I say about asking questions? Now then, if you want to clean me, lay on your back and open your mouth,” she ordered.

Watching Cadance do as instructed, laying back and draping her head off the end of the table, she grasped the base of her stallionhood and guided herself into the mare’s awaiting mouth. The girl was definitely going to need a bit of training, though she couldn’t have been happier with the turn of events. Even if her guest did get married, she’d have decades to mold the mare into the perfect plaything for herself.

Spying her guest reaching for her gaped, leaking snatch, she snickered. “You may play with yourself this time, but remember my generosity.”

Bucking her hips, she plunged her semi-rigid length in and out of her guest’s muzzle. There were few things more satisfying than a blowjob after a good lay, although screwing someone’s snout ranked pretty high up on the list. Unlike before, when she’d brutally fucked the mare senseless, she took long, leisurely stroked and made sure to let Cadance breath.

“I pray you’re on some form of contraception, because two breeding sessions would knock up any ordinary mare several times over -” she giggled, watching her guest excitedly fingering herself. “Now that you’re mine, I’ll be expecting weekly visits from you, although I think it’s hardly necessary for me to say it; now that you’ve had a thorough taste of what I can deliver, I wouldn’t be surprised if you’re knocking at my door each and every evening.”

Gagging slightly, quite possibly suffering through yet another small orgasm, Cadance shivered beneath her. While she may have sounded like she was bragging, she’d been completely sincere; once she’d bedded someone, it usually wasn’t long before they came back for more - heck, it had taken less than a day for the young alicorn to coincidentally come for a visit.

Celestia lovingly fondled the girl’s tits, while she watched her shaft being thoroughly mopped by her plaything’s luscious lips. She couldn’t say how long their newfound relationship would last, or exactly how it was going to end, but she couldn’t be more pleased with the development. At long last, she’d finally found someone who could endure and fully appreciate her carnal might.

As she slipped one hand to the mare’s face, pulling her glistening cock free, she stepped back, bent over, and pecked Cadance’s nose. “Good girl…”