Sombra, still disguised as Crystal Throne, trotted down the sidewalk at a slow, leisurely pace. In his telekinetic grip he held the mostly eaten remnants of what had been a rather towering pile of ice cream. Nude, save for a simple reddish orange scarf cast around his shoulders, the stallion was unbothered by the occasional cool breeze rolling in from the north.

His companion, Spearhead wore something similar to the other male, a red and white ascot that was tied proudly around his neck. He wasn't quite so impervious to the cool breeze as Sombra, but he hid his occasional shiver by taking a sip from his warm drink. Temporarily distracted, the slightly oafish male stared up at the newly emerged night sky, marveling at the many stars visible.

Sombra wasn't quite so keen to star gaze, and instead cast his gaze to the side, eying up his date. Looking at him made Sombra feel rather disappointed, but still intrigued, though Spearhead wasn't aware of any of this.

“That sure was something, huh?” Spearhead offered. “I’ve always loved that place but I think you enjoyed the food there even more then I did when I was a kid.”

Sombra stifled a blush and coughed into his hoof. “Yes well. Back home we didn't have the oil necessary to deep fry anything, nor the dairy to produce such a delectable treat such as this.”

Spearhead chuckled. “Well I’m glad you enjoyed yourself. Shame the theatre wasn't open. I heard that the ‘Crystal King’ was quite the tale. Did you know its even based on a historical battle the princesses fought like, a thousand years ago?”

“I was indeed aware of the propogandist nature of that little show,” Sombra muttered bitterly. “Though to say it was based on fact would strain credulity in the extreme.”

“Well I’ll trust you on that one. You do know your history,” Spearhead replied, oblivious to Sombra’s silently seething resentment.

The disguised king cooled his hatred by consuming the last of his icecream, and walking in silence. The stiff breeze, and general quiet of the affluent neighborhood did much to silence the angry screaming echoing in Sombra’s head. By the time they reached the end of the road, and gazed upon Sparkle manor, Sombra’s rage was more or less gone.

Replaced by cold calculation, as well as a simmering desire that was becoming increasingly difficult to ignore.

“Whelp, here we are,” Spearhead proclaimed, stopping at the front gate of Sombra’s temporary home. “Sorry if I might have been a bit awkward back there. I don't go on many dates.”

“You were quite sweet,” Sombra replied, biting back his initial urge to add ‘and a total bufoon’.

“Aww shucks. I try… very hard,” Spearhead muttered, pausing to clear his throat. “Anyway, I best be going before it gets too late. Got homework to do.”

“Don't go quite yet,” Sombra declared, touching Spearhead on the shoulder. “You have yet to receive your kiss goodnight.”

“Oh uh I didn't want to assume or anything,” Spearhead muttered.

Sombra grinned and leaned forward, planting a firm, wet kiss on the other stallion’s lips. It lasted several seconds before Spearhead began to pull away, only to be yanked forward by Sombra’s aura. Forcing open Spearhead’s mouth, Sombra dove in, tantalizing the confused and melting male with an intense, but brief make out session.

A moment later and Spearhead was released, the stallion staggering backward, blinking rapidly.

“I uh. Wow that was… a lot. Thanks,” Spearhead muttered.

“Do not thank me yet,” Sombra purred.

“What do you mean?” Spearhead asked.

Sombra rolled his eyes. “I believe this is the point you ask if you can return with me, and acquire coffee.”

“I mean I could go for a cup… if you’re offering,” Spearhead remarked.

“That is a possibility, but now that I’m thinking about it I have a much better idea,” Sombra exclaimed.

“Oh, like what?” Spearhead asked.

“I believe as though we should practice our magic,” Sombra grinned.

“Oh uh, I’m not sure how much I could help with that,” Spearhead offered, gesturing over his scalp where there was a distinct lack of horn.

“Come now. A mage or not, even you could help me test a few spells. Like say, a sound proofing enchantment,” Sombra offered, stepping closer. “Or perhaps a lubrication spell.”

Sombra breathed deeply, and leaned upward, whispering into the other stallion’s ear. “Or maybe even a bit of healing magic to ease the bruises and exhaustion that is sure to come.”

Spearhead shuddered, his one eye twitching. “That sounds… great. I love helping.”

“Thats a good boy,” Sombra whispered, running a hoof down Spearhead’s cheek. “Now come on, lets get up to my room before I run out of patience and take you right here.”

“Uh wait a sec. Are you sure we should… you know? I’ve never exactly done… it,” Spearhead muttered while blushing profusely.

“Are you turning me down?” Sombra teased.

“No!” Spearhead cleared his throat and repeated himself in a lower volume. “I mean, no. Lead the way.”

Sombra chuckled and turned around, lightly smacking Spearhead across the face with his tail in the process. Ignoring the fact that his companion was not following after him, Sombra continued up the path towards the manor. Sure enough, Spearhead hastily jogged after him when hefinally picked his jaw up off the ground.

As he walked, Sombra glanced up to the large windows of Shining Armor’s room, noting that candle light was visible within. The rest of the house had only faint illumination, likely magical in origin given that it did not resemble the flicker of fire. This indicated that Shining Armor was in his room, likely studying, while the rest of the family was still awake and probably relaxing.

Sombra confirmed this upon opening the door to the house and stepping inside. Immediately he heard the tell tale sound of conversation from somewhere to his right. After wiping his hooves, Sombra continued deeper into the home, casting a sidelong glance as he did so.

Sure enough, he saw the familiar shapes of Twilight Sparkle, Twilight Velvet, and Night Light. The three ponies were hunched over a board game of some kind while the master of the house reveiwed a book of rules. The two mares present seemed to be in an argument over something, but Sombra paid them no mind and simply pressed on.

Spearhead seemed ready to greet the Sparkle family, only to think better of it when he noticed Sombra had not done so. Without saying a word, the ascot wearing stallion trotted after his date, joining him on the second floor. As they went up the stairs Spearhead took note that the steps seemed abnormally loud for some reason.

Each one of Crystal Throne’s steps resounded throughout the house, as if the other male was attempting to alert everyone to his presence. Regardless of the reason, Spearhead didn't inquire further, as his attention had been firmly stolen by the shapely behind before him. Sculpted as if from granit, the unicorn’s posterior didn't invite itself to be viewed, but rather it demanded viewership.

Spearhead was barely even aware of what was happening until they suddenly came to a halt. The slightly confused stallion nearly ran face first into his date’s backside, only stopping at the last second before that could happen.

“Now where is it,” Crystal Throne murmured.

Spearhead blinked, and watched as his date rummaged around inside of his scarf as if looking for something. “Watcha lose?” Spearhead asked.

“I did not lose anything,” Crystal Throne retorted. “I merely misplaced my key.”

“Why would you even lock the door anyway? The Sparkles are like… the most trust worthy ponies around,” Spearhead inquired.

“I know, and I trust them considerably. Its merely an old habit. Helps me sleep,” Crystal Throne, his tone a little louder then what was necessary.

Spearhead wasn't quite sure why his date was speaking in such a manner, but his unspoken questions were forgotten a moment later. As the door popped open a moment later, a key having been located within some hidden fold of Crystal Throne’s scarf. Once more greeted with the rather enticing sight of the other male’s backside, Spearhead didn't notice the sound of hooves nearby.

Only a few feet away behind the door to his room stood Shining Armor, a confused look on his face. Peering through the crack, he watched as Crystal Throne, and Spearhead disappeared into the unicorn’s room. Though he had wanted to great them, and ask how their date went, something held Shining Armor back.

The sensation felt almost like jealousy, or was it envy? Regardless, Shining Armor felt awkward, and unsure of himself so he had resisted the urge to leave his room. Instead, he simply observed the pair before trotting back to his bed and sitting down.

“I should probably keep studying,” Shining Armor muttered.

The stallion glanced over at his desk and all the work covering it, only to stop when he heard something. Standing up, Shining Armor trotted over to the wall and after a moment of hesitation, pressed his ear against the wood.

“Wow, this is pretty nice,” Spearhead remarked aloud, glancing about Sombra’s room. “You’ve never actually let any of us see what you did with the place.”

“Like I said, I enjoy my privacy,” Sombra muttered, ears twitching.

The shuftling of hooves could be heard just behind the wall separating his room from Shining Armor’s. The noise made Sombra grin, and he glanced over to Spearhead as the male inspected a pile of metal set aside for an experiment. After taking in the young male’s physique one final time, Sombra released a shuddering sigh, relishing what was about to happen.

Taking someone’s virginity was always a pleasant experience, especially when that person was as eager to please as Spearhead seemed to be. Sombra rolled the pleasant taste of desire, and arousal around in his mouth for a moment before stepping forward. A firm hoof grabbed Spearhead and forced him to face Sombra, a question springing to the younger male’s lips.

Spearhead was not able to utter his inquiry, however, as Sombra had already silenced him with a kiss. It deepened a moment later, with Sombra dominating the other pony in a visceral manner that left Spearhead as aroused as he was confused. He had never thought he would be made so powerless, or that he would enjoy being made so quite as much as he did.

Sombra pulled back, smiling at the way Spearhead’s lips followed after Sombra’s own, eager to meet once more. The disguised unicorn leaned forward, and nipped at his partner’s neck, drawing a shuddering moan from the other male. Sombra continued to bite, and kiss his way down Spearhead’s neck, horn glowing faintly as he worked the various spells.

A locking spell was first to be completed, ensuring that noone interrupted his bit of fun. After that he conjured a bit of lube, and dropped the bottle on the end table next to his bed, ready to be used. The final enchantment was the most complicated of the bunch, as it was a blanket silence though with one small, purposeful defect.

A flash of light signaled its completion, with Sombra’s uniquely colored magic washing over the entire room. All save for a small circular section on the wall that separated his own room from that of Shining Armor’s. Placed perfectly above the other stallion’s desk, there was little doubt in Sombra’s mind that his plan would work.

With the final piece done, all the time displaced king had to do was actually enjoy himself. Which was absolutely his favorite step, as it meant he could finally blow off the steam that had been accumulating for what felt like months. With that in mind, he quickly made his way back up to Spearhead’s lips, planting a passionate kiss that left the other male reeling.

Spearhead’s confusion turned to surprise when he suddenly found himself shoved backward onto the bed. The moment his butt hit the soft pillowtop his panic vanished and he wondered briefly how he had been moved so far without noticing. Then he saw a hungry looking Crystal Throne approaching him and all such thought fled his mind in a rush.

“Dude, you are like… so intense. I kind of like it,” Spearhead muttered.

“Only kind of?” Sombra teased.

Spearhead chuckled nervously. “I didn't think I’d like it this much but wow you are really good at this.”

“You haven't seen anything yet,” Sombra purred.

Sombra stepped nimbly between Spearhead’s legs, and gently, but firmly, pulled them apart to reveal the male’s erection. The sight of the turgid tower of stallion cock gave Sombra pause, and caused the time traveling king to grin. He was big, just as Sombra suspected, though not so big that special accommodations would be required.

“Uh dude, you alright? Its not too big is it? I’m larger then average but only by a few inches I think,” Spearhead muttered.

“Oh no. Not at all,” Sombra exclaimed. “In fact it suits you rather well. Big, but not too big. Thick, but not too thick. Perfect for what I have planned.”

“Are you still talking about my dick?” Spearhead murmured absently.

Sombra ignored the comment, and knelt down between the other male’s legs, tongue already running across his lips. Spearhead had just long enough to peek over his stomach and down to Crystal Throne before Sombra lurched forward. Taking nearly half of Spearhead’s cock in a single go sent the confused young pony into a state of startled shock.

A set of emotions he was becoming quite used to at this point.

What Spearhead wasn't used to was the sensation of having his dick somewhere warm, wet, and tight. His balls churned, his cock twitched and a slightly effeminate moan slipped past Spearhead’s lips. The noise made Sombra smirk, and pause there for a moment, licking the underside of his the other male’s cock.

He then swiftly pulled back and lapped at the head of Spearhead’s dick, relishing the taste of pre on his tongue. Sweet, heedy, with plenty of salt, it was just as delicious as Sombra assumed it would be. Not only that, but he knew his newest pet would cum buckets when Sombra allowed him to reach completion.

That wouldn't be terribly far in the future, but Sombra didn't mind, the dry spell had heightened his own pleasure as well. So much so that he coulde feel his own dick twitching excitedly against his chest, pinned between himself and the bed. Sombra ignored his own appendage at the moment however, and focused completely on Spearhead’s.

Lavishing it in kisses, while stroking the section closest to Spearhead’s crotch, Sombra was quickly able to tease out another moan. Judging from the tonal shift between the most recent grunt and the last Spearhead was clearly enjoying himself. Not only that, but he wouldn't last very long, meaning Sombra couldn't tease him too much, at least not yet anyway.

With a small grin on his face, Sombra raised his head, and in a single long, fluid motion, swallowed the fat orange cock. He didn't bat an eye at taking the thing all the way to the base, though his barely existent gag reflex did flare up for a moment. It was quickly subdued with well practiced intent however, pushed out of Sombra’s mind so firmly that it wasn't even a memory.

There Sombra remained for several long seconds, simply enjoying the sensations assaulting his senses. The heedy aroma of lust, the taste of dick, the sounds of his lover’s pleasure, it all made for a wonderful appetizer. It was only the beginning however, Sombra reminded himself, one he would need to cut short soon lest his partner enjoy himself a bit too much.

With a lurch, Sombra fell backwards, letting the stallion cock fall from his mouth. Standing tall, and glistening with spit, the towering pillar of maleness was an enticing sight. One that Sombra was quick to jump on, both literally and metaphorically.

The dark mage wasn't so hasty that he forgot the lube however, and using his magic he levitated the bottle over to him. He then looked down on the other pony, and couldn't help but feel a desire to impress the already stunned male a little more. So instead of depositing the glistening liquid on Spearhead’s cock, Sombra dumped it into his mouth.

“What is…” Spearhead began, though he couldn't complete the thought.

As Sombra had already leaned forward and wrapped his lips around the other male’s cock. The time displaced king then repeated the motion he had taken a moment earlier, dropping his head all the way down. Until his lips pressed against Spearhead’s crotch and cock stuffed Sombra’s throat completely.

He didn't linger there however, and immediately pulled back, making sure to apply a generous amount of lube as he did so. Only a few seconds after he had taken the slippery liquid into his maw, Sombra sat up, and looked down at his handiworked. Spearhead was shuddering in ecstasy, his moans turning into half mumbled nonsense. More importantly the virile young male had a thick layer of lube covering his turgid appendage.

Sombra licked his lips and leaned forward, allowing what little of the stuff that was left in his mouth to dribble down. Where it splashed against the twitching head of Spearhead’s dick, causing another tremor to run through the male.

“Holy fuck dude,” Spearhead muttered. “I know we’re only getting started or whatever but that was amazing.”

“Then prepare to have your mind blown,” Sombra retorted with a smirk.

The time displaced king didn't give his lover a moment to consider his words, as he was already in motion. Rising up from the bed, Sombra deftly gripped his lover’s cock in his magic, guiding it towards his asshole while getting into position. With the deftness of someone who had done it a thousand times, Sombra stood up, placed the cock against his hole and sat back down.

Sure enough, the already slick appendage slid right into Sombra’s opening, pushing its way inside with only a shred of resistance. Sinking lower, Sombra shifted his legs, and adjusted his position so he was a bit more comfortable. While he did so, he also took a moment to glance down at his partner, enjoying the pleasurable sensations flooding his system.

Spearhead was biting back a moan, while one eyelid fluttered and the other stayed firmly open. Though he looked ridiculous, and Sombra was tempted to laugh at him, it was also a pleasant sight. Sombra had the other male firmly beneath his hoof, and it wouldn't take much for the king to assert his dominance after that night.

With that thought in mind, Sombra chose to slow himself, and gently slide his way down his partner’s cock. The feeling was immensely pleasurable, so much so that even Sombra couldn't help but release a small moan. Spearhead remained relatively silent however, the pony biting his bottom lip so hard it nearly drew blood.

Rolling his eyes, Sombra fixed his partner with a firm look. “You know you can be as loud as you want. I made sure to cast the silence spell,” Sombra remarked.

“Really?” Spearhead muttered.

“Would I lie to you?” Sombra asked back.

Spearhead considered it for only a moment before releasing a long moan followed by a half whispered. “Oh fuck you’re tight,” under his breathe.

“That was good, but I want you to be louder!” Sombra barked, dropping his butt down another few inches, taking Spearhead’s cock all the way to the medial ring.

“Fuck you are tight!” Spearhead exclaimed. “You feel so good. I never thought it would be this amazing.”

“Tell me how much you love it,” Sombra demanded.

The king grinned, and ground his hips in a wide circle while waiting for Spearhead to gather himself. Sombra’s relatively smaller cock dangled in the air, dribbling pre down on Spearhead’s chest, clumping in his fur. Spearhead didn't care, and neither did Sombra, the small feeling of inadequacy being buried beneath a mountain of dominance.

“You’re great. Amazing even! Sex with you is better than I could have ever dreamed,” Spearhead blurted. “I wish we did this way sooner!”

Sombra grinned, gripping that feeling of dominance, of control, as surely as he gripped his partner’s cock. With that confidence filling him with vitality, Sombra shifted backward, pausing just before he let himself slip over the edge.

“Don't stifle your moans and don't resist the urge to cry out,” Sombra declared. “You wouldn't want me to feel unwanted or unappreciated. Do you?”

“No sir!” Spearhead shouted.

“Then just lie back and let me handle everything,” Sombra purred in a low tone.

Again Sombra didn't wait for his words to sink in, the male pushing forward before Spearhead could even muster a response. Dropping his hips, Sombra felt his butt hit the soft, toned flanks of his partner. There he rested for only a moment, shifting his position and grinding his hips against Spearhead’s crotch.

Then, when he had moved into a better spot that gave him more leverage, Sombra lurched forward. Lifting nearly completely up, off the other stallion, Sombra didn't hesitate and fell right back down again. With a thump, their bodies connected once more, shocking Spearhead slightly by the weight Crystal had put behind it.

He was a tough guy however, so Spearhead didn't complain, merely laying back and watching as Crystal Throne rode him. And ride him Sombra did, bouncing up and down on the other stallion’s length at an almost break neck speed. There was no build up, no slow assent to the height of pleasure, merely a slight adjustment phase as Sombra got used to the position.

Then it was off to the races, with Sombra slamming his hips down repeatedly, asshole easily swallowing the other male’s cock. The intense pleasure tempted Sombra to grip his own erection and begin tugging on it but he knew he didn't need to do that. Too much time spent celibate had heightened the pleasure to truly ludicerious levels, making any extra effort largely unneeded.

Just the feeling of having his hole plundered by such a thing, long and powerful cock was enough for him. It didn't hurt that Sombra was in complete and absolute control, a position that heightened the ecstasy he felt to truly ludicrous levels. Normally such a spike would cause him to slow down, to ride things out and let the haze of lust pass over him slowly.

Now was not a normal time however, and Sombra ran straight for the end result, knowing full well it wouldn't take long to reach. Spearhead certainly didn't let up throughout, the stallion moaning, grunting and occasionaly crying out. His ability to dirty talk was not quite up to Sombra’s standards, but it would do for now, decided the king.

With his forehooves placed against Spearhead’s chest Sombra rode away, hips audibly thudding each time he bottomed out. Each thrust was deep, powerful and only made possible by experience, and a well toned body made for this moment. Though Spearhead himself was unused to such things he adapted quickly, bracing himself each time Sombra descended down his cock.

Over and over Sombra imapled himself on the fat dick wedged deep inside his hole. Each time another spark of pleasure shot through his brain, activating neurons that had gone unused for too long. So intense was the feeling that Sombra could sense that it wouldn't be long before he came to his first orgasm.

One look down at Spearhead’s face revealed that the other male wouldn't be far either. The pony’s tongue hung from his mouth and his already terrible dirty talk had been reduced to gibberish. A change that would have earned himself a stern retort from Sombra, had he not been seconds away from an anal only orgasm.

“I’m close Crystal!” Spearhead exclaimed.

“Do it, cum for me. I demand it!” Sombra shouted, pressing his hoof down hard against Spearhead’s chest.

“Hnnngh, here it comes!” Spearhead replied a moment later.

Sombra grinned, and pushed himself even harder then before, determined to milk the handsome stallion for all he had. The displaced king’s efforts were not wasted for after only a few more bounces, Spearhead came and came hard. The younger pony went rigid, hips thrusting upward in an attempt to bury himself as deep as possible in Sombra’s hole.

An urge Sombra was happy to oblidge, slamming his hips down one final time and impaling himself fully. A moment later Spearhead flared, and began to pump what felt like a small flood of semen directly into Sombra’s guts. The moment that first wave shot inside of him, Sombra came, his cock spurting thick potent ropes across Spearhead’s chest.

Over and over the pair came, with Spearhead laying as stiff as a board while Sombra relaxed as much as he was able. Together they rode out their orgasm, with Sombra finding himself delightfully surprised by the sheer virility of his partner. Not only was he above average in length, and width, but Spearhead also seemed intent on stuffing Sombra with jizz.

Long before that could actually happen, his orgasm began to peter out and finally stopped. Sombra himself had long since finished but still enjoyed the feeling of so much cum sloshing around inside of himself. He would never say so outloud, but it was one of his favorite parts of the entire event.

“Woah,” Spearhead muttered. “That was intense. I don't think I’ve cum so much in my entire life.”

“Well I hope you have more left in you because we are far from done,” Sombra pressed.

“Err what? Shouldn't we take a break or something?” Spearhead replied.

“Do you want to stop?” Sombra asked, fixing his partner with a firm look.

“No way!” Spearhead declared. “But I can't ya know. Get it up right away. Refractory period and all that.”

“No need to fret. I can handle that,” Sombra stated.

With a flash of his horn, Spearhead’s slowly softening cock began to harden once more.

“Oh dang. That kinda stings a bit but wow I am ready to go again,” Spearhead declared.

“Now the real training begins,” Sombra proclaimed.

“Training?” Spearhead asked.

“You didn't think you were supposed to last less then five minutes did you?” Sombra retorted.

“Err no but you didn't either so-”

“That is beside the point,” Sombra interrupted. “I expect you to be loud, proud and to carry your weight from here on out.”

Spearhead grinned. “Sir yes sir!”

Spearhead stumbled out of the door, and turned around, legs trembling so bad they barely seemed able to hold him up.

“That was…” Spearhead paused and shuddered. “Wow, just wow.”

Sombra smirked, leaning against the door frame. “Good to hear you enjoyed yourself.”

“You sure seemed to as well. Though I promise next time I’ll be even better,” Spearhead proclaimed.

“Who said there was going to be a next time?” Sombra shot.

Spearhead blanched. “What but I thought you said-”

“I am teasing you,” Sombra interrupted, leaning forward and planting a kiss on the other male’s lips. “Now get out of here. Before the Sparkles begin to wonder why you stayed so late.”

“Err right,” Spearhead muttered. “Goodnight.”

Sombra smirked as he watched the other male trot away, his path somewhat imperfect as he strayed too far in either direction. After nearly knocking a vase from its perch, the male reached the stairs and proceed downward, pausing to give Sombra a smile. A gesture Sombra returned, though not quite as enthusiastically as Spearhead.

Once out of sight, Sombra waited until he heard the entrance to the home close before continuing with his plan.

“I better get cleaned up,” he proclaimed a bit louder then what was necessary.

Sombra then stepped forward, and with loud, confident steps, made his way toward the closest bathroom. As he did so, he made sure to let his tailswish back and forth, ensuring any would be veiwer got a good look at his backside. Which was spattered in a thin layer of cum that grew thicker the closer it got to his asshole.

There it gathered in a large, oozing river that dribbled down Sombra’s legs, thoroughly ruining his fur. Sombra didn't mind though, nor did he mind the fact that his hole gaped somewhat each time a blob of jizz slipped out of him. He even squeezed out a bit extra just to put on a show in case a certain someone was observing him through the crack in his door.

Once in the bathroom, Sombra closed the door behind him, and turned on the water. With a smile on his face and satisfaction in his heart, Sombra started the long process of cleaning himself up. Shining Armor however, was thinking something very different, as a hoof grasped as his cock, the pony considering the possibility of masterbating.

The scene was so hot, the noises so specific that Shining Armor couldn't help but imagine what had happened. Sure he had been tempted to put a stop to it, to add his own layer of silence but something stopped him. A curiosity, accompanied by a mostly stifled urge that he hadn't felt in years had made him abandon his homework.

Instead of reading, the male had sat with one ear against the wall, listening to the violent interource happening only a few feet away. Now that it was over, Shining Armor wondered if he should enjoy himself, maybe while thinking of Crystal Throne. Then he realized just how debauched his own thoughts were, and with a firm shake of his head, Shining Armor dismissed the notion entirely.

“That wouldn't be right,” he muttered. “Though I mean it was kind of hot.”

“No,” Shining Armor whispered to himself. “I can't do that, and if it ever happens again I’ll cast my own silence spell.”

He paused, and bit his lip.

“Maybe I should apologize to them for accidentally listening in?” Shining Armor asked noone.

“No,” Shining Armor repeated. “That would be awkward. Just gotta focus on homework, and make sure I give them privacy next time.”

“Right… next time,” Shining Armor muttered.

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