Cadance took a deep breath, finding herself lying on the floor. She blinked a few times, confused. Her eyes were blurry. How had she gotten here? Why did she feel so good? Why was she so out of breath? Laying still on the floor, she sucked in breath after breath as she looked up. Something blue was above her.

The blur moved, and she saw something glint. Her unfocused eyes lazily followed the blue blob as she lay in a tired and confused state of contentment. Worrying about this was too much work. Instead, she just watched as things slowly came into focus. There was a blue pony’s stomach. Some pony was standing over her. Looking down, her eyes followed the lay of it’s heavily breathing stomach as faded memories of amber eyes and an all too charming smile flickered in her mind.

She smiled contently at the warm, warm memory.

Was that a penis? Her eyes focused on it. It was dangling loosely, hanging out of its sheathe like a long, thick rope. How weird. It was dripping something, and seemed to be swaying slightly. She tilted her head, trying to focus on the alien organ. Something was off about it.

She sucked in another deep breath, noticing as more color came back to the world. The penis was absolutely soaked, the fleshy organ veiny and dripping as it laid lazily against a pair of dangling dark blue balls. The outside seemed to be coated in something oily, a wet sheen. But the tip had a thick, white string running from it.

How odd. Not many things were sticky like that.

Shouldn’t the penis be harder? She looked closer, and it seemed to pulse slightly as it shrank a little. A bead of something thick rolled down the white string. She followed the drop down with her eyes, watching as it fell somewhere between her legs, but didn’t quite land in her splayed tail.

Oh.

Oh shit.

Cadance looked back up as she realized how full she still felt. She fought to catch her breath as Night took a step back so he could get a good look at her. Her eyes desperately searched his for some sign that she was wrong as he cruelly looked her over. All she got was a smirk when he focused at the base of her tail.

She whimpered as he licked his lips. “Now that’s one stuffed cunt.”

Her voice was ragged and dry as she desperately plead. “Night… you didn’t.”

Night snorted. “Yes, we did. We both did, my little princess. Remember?”

Cadance stared blankly trying to process what he’d said. The little voice reminded her. She had. She had, in fact, for the very first time.

Unsure of what to do about this, she slowly asked. “Did… you wear a condom?”

He blinked as he looked at her in confusion and maybe a little disbelief. “Uh, no? I did not.” He shrugged, then added. “I never do.”

She was warm inside. Too warm. Her thoughts ran into a panic as a million things slammed through her head. What if she got pregnant? What if the tabloids found out? What if Celestia found out? What if Shining found out? What would she do with a foal? Could she still be a princess? She wasn’t ready to be a mother! She was only eighteen!

The voice in the back of her head told her that the warm full feeling felt nice, though. She reluctantly agreed. Shakily, she looked up to Night, hoping for some kind of assurance.

Her voice was flat. “Am I going to get pregnant?”

He shrugged. “Probably not. I’m not as much of a buck as I used to be, and you aren’t in heat, so you’ll be fine. If I was, oh, twenty years younger though…” He shivered. “Well, don’t worry about that. What’s done is done. You should probably learn a contraceptive spell before next time, just to be safe. It’ll save you a stomachache or two later.”

Cadance weakly nodded in agreement. She hadn’t bothered to learn one before because it had seemed low priority. She was saving herself for marriage, after all. Now it had suddenly jumped to the front of her study list.

She let her head rest on the floor, staring vacantly at the ceiling. “You’re an asshole.”

He shrugged. “Assholes get what they want, princess. That’s one of the things I’m trying to teach you.”

She glared back at him. “Don’t hide behind that lie. You’re doing this because you want to, not because you’re actually trying to help me or Shining.”

He wanted her. The thought caused her cheeks to flush.

Night smirked, his charming smile disarming her again and making her tear her eyes away as her heart pounded. He was still hot. “Maybe a little bit of both, Cadance. Besides, you wanted it, too. You said yes, remember? You even begged me.”

She continued to stare at the ceiling, refusing to look back at him. Why deny it? She sighed before answering. “Yeah. Fine. You win. I wanted it.”

He gently placed a hoof on her stomach. It was warm, and his touch was surprisingly soft. Cadance shivered as she kept staring upwards, refusing to look at the contact. Night’s voice was earnest as he spoke, almost giddy. “I had fun. What about you, did you enjoy it? How was it for you?”

Cadance’s blood was still pulsing with the odd beat. Her heart was still out of tune, and she was still out of breath. Tired and a little disoriented, she didn’t deny it. “I… liked it. I think?”

She wasn’t entirely sure, but she’d think more about it later once she’d had time to process everything. Something about the closet floor was debasing, and it was starting to bother her. Maybe it was the pile of dirty laundry she noticed next to Night. The wedding box had made its way back up on the shelf at least.

The cursed ring floated by her face as Night picked it up with his magic. “I’m surprised this thing was on so tight. You’ve got a pretty big clit.”

She blushed, unsure if that was a compliment or an insult but feeling insecure nonetheless. “I’m sure you planned for it to end that way.”

Night held the ring in front of his face, looking it over. “No, I didn’t. I don’t really plan the ring game anymore. It’s more fun if I make it up as I go along. Life in general is a little more fun that way, too. You never know when an opportunity will pop out and get stuck in your ring.”

Cadance bit her lip, feeling slightly betrayed somehow. “Anymore? You’ve played it before?”

He laughed. “Of course I have! I’m pretty damned good, too. It’s how I convinced that mare during my wedding to stay the first night. Velvet’s actually the only pony who’s ever beaten me at it.”

Cadance felt her breath finally catching back up. “Here I thought you were some sort of master pickup artist, when really you’re just a perverted expert at sleight of hoof.”

Night smiled. “Now you’re getting it! There’s not really much difference in the art. It also makes a mare easier to seduce if she already knows what it feels like to have your cock inside of her,” He stepped over Cadance and lowered his nose to hers, gently touching them together as he whispered with an evil smile. “You know?”

She froze, the close contact and the intimate gesture causing her breath to slip out. Cadance’s tail swished against the closet floor, and she knew very well exactly how right he was.

Night gave her a light kiss, and she felt herself relax into it.

Cadance closed her eyes, and breathed the kiss in deeply. Night pulled away slightly and slowly looked her over while licking his lips. He winked at her. “Damn, you’re delicious.”

She shivered as his eyes drank in her exposed body. There was no maybe. She definitely liked this. “Now what?”

He glanced back up at her. “Now? Now I get the rest of this long, wonderful night to give you some worldly experience while you get the rest of the night to be my little fuck toy. The only difference between you and one of my regular sex toys is that you’re done when the sun comes up. Unless you don’t care if Shining finds out. You’re more than welcome to stay until they get back. Velvet won’t care, she might even want to have some fun with you. Shining, though...”

His voice lingered, leaving the rest for Cadance to think about.

Cadance felt something warm and steady inside of her as she thought about Shining. “I’ll still love him. That’s never going to change.”

Night kissed her again, this time slow and deep. She thought about denying him, but quickly relented, letting his tongue explore her mouth, and even dip towards her throat. The kiss burned again, and her heart started to thump. He pulled out of the kiss as quickly as he’d started, leaving her breathless. She glared angrily back, unsure if she was angry because he’d kissed her or because he’d stopped kissing her.

Night’s eyes leveled dangerously at her as he floated the ring down between his legs, and slid it up the length of his softened dick. His voice was challenging her. “It’s not about love, Cadance, but you can still prove it.”

Cadance watched in fascination as the ring settled at the base of his shaft, right above the well of his sheathe and nestled against his balls. The cock seemed to throb slightly, and slowly began to elongate with each of Night’s heartbeats. She could literally watch the beat of his heart with each, slow shuddering growth of his cock.

Cadance realized that the shuddering beat of his heart was in cadence with hers. That’s why her heart was out of tune. That’s why it felt so strange. She bit her lip.

She rolled over and stood up, finding her legs shaky at best. As she stood, her wet tail swayed a little too close to her flanks, matting against her fur. Her wings had some misaligned feathers from where he’d been pinning her, and her hair was absolutely tangled in a mess for some reason. As her footing grew more steady, she realized something warm and wet was oozing from under her tail. Something that was both hers and Night’s.

She shuddered at the warm sensation, unsure if the response was from disgust or intrigue. She shifted as she realized her teat burned where he’d pinched her. Was this what it was like? Each individual thing was an annoyance at best, and gross at worst. All together, they were… erotic. Enticing. It made her feel like a full bodied mare.

Cadance felt strangely powerful in the moment. She wasn’t some innocent princess filly. She was a mare. The realization was both heady and a little scary. Night wasn’t some older stallion anymore, or even her boyfriend’s father. He was… what was he? Not a lover, that was for sure. Certainly not a friend with benefits.

Cadance looked at him, unsure of how to define their changing relationship. They weren’t equals, not exactly, but he was a stallion and she was a mare. They’d had each other, and she was comfortable in that fact. She decided that she’d worry about defining things later.

For now, she understood that she was sexy as hell, he was hot, and they were both willing. Cadance walked herself to him, and pressed her mouth next to his ear, like he’d done with her. Her voice was quiet and low, laced with confidence and determination. “I’ll prove it, Night. You can do whatever the fuck you want to me tonight, but tomorrow morning I’m out of here with the sun.”

She felt him shiver when she said that, and smiled a secret smile. She had power over him, too, and she was growing to understand it the same way he understood his power over her.

His answer was slow, just as quiet, and somehow more confident. “Oh… Is that how it is? And here I was going to go easy on you tonight.”

Maybe she didn’t have as much power as she thought.

His tongue curled around her ear, slightly dipping inside and leaving a weird, warm tingle. Cadance’s secret smile quivered at the strange sensation. Quivering smile still on her face, she remembered that what’s done is done.

This time he wasn’t as gentle. He wasn’t even seductive. He bit her neck from there, holding her in place while he maneuvered around her back. It wasn’t romantic, or particularly sensual as he did it, but the firm, commanding movements had a strange hunger to them. Something about the sudden and direct way he slipped over her back, sliding up her body and settling his weight on her still shaky hooves was erotic in a different way.

He’d just fucked her senseless minutes ago, and here he was on her back, cock dragging underneath her body. Cadance stared at the closet wall, unsure of how to respond to his sure and swift maneuvering.

Night’s voice crawled up her spine as he settled down on it. “The thing about this ring is that it’ll keep me from cumming. Kinda like how it kept you from cumming when it was on you.”

Cadance tilted her head back in surprise. “Wait, it’s enchanted?”

Night didn’t sound impressed. “Uh, yeah. I thought that was pretty obvious, you know, from the runes? It’s not a strong enchantment, but it’s enough to hold you back for a while.” He bit the base of her neck causing her body to shift slightly. The bite had an effect that Cadance hadn’t been prepared for.

She was still thinking about the ring, so she’d forgotten about the mating stance. This was how most ponies had sex. It was as vanilla as could be, and a position as old as the plains themselves. The stallion climbed on the mare’s back, and gave her a light nip. The nip kept her from moving, and forced her tail to the side—out of the way.

It was basic sex education. Everypony knew about it. She’d never done it before, though. Clearly Night had. He didn’t even hesitate to slide his once again engorged dick into her aching pussy.

She hadn’t been ready. The sudden invasion was a surprise, and she went from feeling full, content, and giddy to being almost painfully full. The warm wet stuff leaked out around his dick, slurping loudly as he plumbed into her, forcing the mess both deeper and out around his dick.

She shivered. That was how the mating stance was supposed to be. It wasn’t a screw around and have fun position. It was a make babies position. Something in the back of her skull, an ancient primal part of her brain, rewarded her for being a good mare.

Cadance shuddered as he began to pound her again. This felt entirely different than the sex they’d had before. That’s probably why he was doing it like this—to show her something new. It didn’t feel as immediately satisfying, but there was a strange lethargy laced in her responses. The bite on her neck, the pressure on her back, even the sloppy sliding in and out of her aching cunt all felt… right.

Cadance opened her mouth and then closed it, unsure of what to say. It didn’t feel as good as the face to face sex they’d just had. It certainly didn’t feel bad either, at least once she got past the shock of being so easily penetrated.

He slammed into her again, letting his balls slap her clit this time. The slap sent a small fire through her system.

Hello. There it was. She shivered at the contact.

His bite grew tighter, and as he slammed into her she felt her muscles tensing. Something was going to happen.

Cadance rolled back into him, eager for the sensation to come and pass. She didn’t really like this. Not like… she’d… liked the other thing.

Biting her lip, she spread her legs wider as she pressed back into him. Maybe she could make this faster at least. His cock was nice, but she missed the sensuality of the face to face contact. She missed the cruel verbal exchange. She missed his amber eyes. She missed the kissing.

Cadance shuddered, remembering his warm tongue. Why had he given her such a tantalizing ear lick if he was going to tease her like this? This was far from sensual. The rising sensation grew, and she felt herself reflexively squeezing around him. Grunting helplessly, she felt her body find and reach a plateau, hardly comparable to her mind blowing first but something of a pleasure nonetheless.

He kept thrusting, silently and mindlessly as she squeezed him tightly. After a moment, she caught her breath, still feeling him uncomfortably pumping.

She shivered as she stared blankly forward. She’s finished, why was he still pumping away? It almost sort of hurt. She needed a moment to recover, why wasn’t he stopping?

Oh… the ring.

Cadance stared dumbly forward, trying to figure out what was happening. With the ring, he wouldn’t cum. The mating stance’s job was to feel really good for the stallion, to get him to blow his load right away, and to keep the mare in place while it happened. If he never came, then she…

Her body found that peak again, and she was trapped between his teeth and his cock as another quick orgasm blew through her body, this time sucking away her breath.

Shit. That felt actually good. Cadance’s pussy began to ache from the abuse. It needed a break after the little orgasm. It was too sensitive right after… right after…

Fuck.

She felt it happening again.

Suddenly, his plan became crystal clear. Cadance began to struggle, attempting to move forward from the stance. Instead, she felt her body clench again and this time her mouth hung open and a slight groan slipped out of her mouth.

After a moment, she was sensitive again. Her legs stayed shakily locked to the side, and her tail continued to flag hard. Each thrust now felt like fire. She was getting too sensitive too quickly. He knew exactly what he was doing to her, didn’t he?

Another one crept up on her, and another slightly louder noise crept from her mouth. Her body quivered, and her abdomen clenched. She started to suck breath like she was in pain. It felt good, but it also hurt. But the hurt was good, too.

Cadance felt him hammering into her with a continuous steady rhythm. He hadn’t slowed down. He hadn’t faltered. It had been just a few minutes. How much longer could he last? How much longer could she?

This one caused her to squeeze him and let out a squeak. Her body screamed in victory, her primal brain rewarding her with endorphins for being a good mare and getting bred. She knew that wasn’t happening. Well, she’d hoped that wasn’t happening.

But her body didn’t. And it sure as hell didn’t care.

Another one wracked her. They were coming quicker, and feeling more intense. It was harder for her to focus. Something was dribbling down her leg, and it wasn’t just his spent cum from the last time he’d fucked her.

Cadance let out a forced chuckle as she leaned back into him again, meeting his thrusts.

The little voice in the back of her head encouraged her as she decided that this could be fun, after all.

It hurt when she came again, but the pain was satisfying. And her primitive animal brain wanted her to like it oh so much. Her body clenched again, and this time she held it.

Night kept pounding her, and she tried to keep herself whip tight. She was playing a new game. It only hurt between the orgasms. The orgasms themselves felt good. Even when they hurt, the hurt was… nice.

It only took four more before Cadance managed to ride one clean into another for the first time. The euphoria of her victory was enlightening. Her body loosened up, the pain dulled, and thick, wet slurps filled the air as Night pounded into her now oozing and eager cunt.

Cadance laughed as she rode her high, letting Night be her dildo. Orgasm after orgasm bled into one another, and soon she lost grip on what was happening or why. All she knew was to make sure the good feeling didn’t go away.

Night let go of her neck, and slid his head up over hers, not even bothering to whisper in her nearly catatonic ear. “That’s good fucking princess! You learn damn quick.”

She didn’t pay any attention, at least until he bit her ear. Cadance laughed almost mindlessly as he fucked her.

She’d figured it out. It had been great. She’d won. Cadance rode the wave of victorious euphoria with a drooling grin.

Author's Note

Shining Armor and Twilight Velvet are having a blast cheering on one of his favorite bands, "The Guard," and will be staying at one of Velvet's friend's houses. They may stay the day to explore the city and pick up some souvenirs. Both Shining and Velvet love souvenirs. Night Light and Cadance absolutely do not, but they pretend to enjoy the cheesy coffee mugs and funny little statues before they accidentally break, or disappear. For a time, Cadance would simply let Flurry play with them, unsupervised. And by a very, very steep ledge.