Pinkiedelity

Las Pegasus. Shining Armor had never been here, except for the one vacation that he took as a colt with his family. He was a bit too young to remember much, and after that vacation Twilight was born, but he remembered the bright lights and crowded streets, the casinos and shows and wonderful gaudiness of it all.

It was the perfect place for his "honeymoon" with Pinkie Pie. When they arrived from the flying chariot into the city, they were immediately greeted by a pair of two cute pegasi mares in flashy, sequined outfits. As they walked down the street, Shining Armor could see marquees for magic shows and circus acts, and fliers on the ground for peep shows and strip clubs, as well as the fountains and towers and small-sized replicas of other monuments that marked the city for what it was. Everything was exciting, everything was flashy, it really was as if the whole city was a party.

He expected Pinkie Pie to be more ecstatic, but instead of bouncing all over the street to gape at every dazzling sight and street act, she stuck by his side, a smile on her face, but clinging to him. "Are you feeling alright?" he asked her with a little smirk of his own.

"What do you mean? We're in Las Pegasus! This place was made for me!" she replied.

"I just thought you'd be more excited. You said you'd never been here before. Your parents called it 'the most wicked place in Equestria.'"

"Oh, they did! We got a postcard from one of our relatives and my parents burnt it in the fire and made us eat plain bread every meal for three days in repentance after," Pinkie replied, as if what she'd just described was a warm, funny foalhood memory. "But I have been here before, with Rainbow Dash once on a friendship mission. I've just never been here for pleasure instead of business."

She nudged her muzzle against Shining Armor's neck at the word 'pleasure,' always making sure to keep a constant, low-key stream of teasing and flirting up with her new stallion, which made Shining shiver. "Is that why you're not set to explode at any moment?" he asked.

"No," she told him. "It's because you haven't even seen the best part yet!"

Shining Armor raised an eyebrow. "I should have known this would involve a surprise."

Pinkie leaned up to kiss him, in public, and he kissed her back. Even kissing her felt so much better. "I do love surprises," she answered, gazing into his eyes.

To say it had been a chaotic month would have been an understatement. Shining Armor hadn't seen Cadance once since that night at the Riverside Resort, and the nation's newspapers had barely been able to fit the scandal into their pages. "Prince Leaves Princess," "Crystal Throne Empty" "True Love Never After?" the headlines had read, and those were merely the more respectable headlines. He had been cast as a cheater, a rake, and a scumbag, but he didn't care. He had been approached for comment, and he hadn't said a word. The other Princesses had tried to reach out to him about what was going on, but he wasn't royalty anymore. All he'd done is written a letter to Twilight explaining himself. She'd replied that she was shocked to hear about everything, and shocked at Pinkie, but that he was still her BBBFF despite all. He knew it would take some time for her to come around. Otherwise, the only contact with his old life had been through legal documents exchanged with Cadance. Between dodging press and Princesses, exchanging letters, signing papers, arranging his finances, and doing it all while being constantly buried balls-deep into Pinkie Pie, he'd been a busy stallion indeed. By now, things had reached a new sort of normal. How could he even think of his ex-wife on the long flight to Las Pegasus when he was getting his dick sucked by Pinkie the entire way there?

Cadance, of course, agreed to the marriage annulment. She would keep her title on the throne, and he would be removed as Prince. He would divest nearly all of his share of the royal estate's wealth, except for a small stipend. Yet with the Crystal Empire's vast royal wealth, losing nearly all of his wealth still left him considerably wealthy, and he still had the leftovers of being Royal Guard Captain, which had paid well, too. Affording a lavish Las Pegasus honeymoon was nothing to think of. The only thing missing was the minor detail that he and Pinkie Pie weren't yet married. But that was half of the appeal of Las Pegasus; fast marriages were what the city was known for.

Pinkie was the natural one to plan their vacation together, but he had no idea what she could have up her sleeves for a surprise. Although, given her track record with surprising him, he had a good feeling he'd like it. "So when do I get to find out what it is?"

"Oh, soon," she told him. "Ooh! Why don't you close your eyes? That always makes surprises more surprising!"

Shining rolled his eyes but went along with it. But it was only a matter of moments with Pinkie Pie leading him by the hoof that he began to bump into other ponies. "Pinkie! I can't do this if you don't steer me right!" he laughed.

"No peeking!" she warned him as his shoulder collided with a post.

"Pinkie!" he laughed again, doing his best to follow her lead. Somehow, the pink mare made everything into a game, made everything fun and funny, whether it was innocent play like this, or the naughty fun of the bedroom.

But at last, she stopped him and said, "Okay, now open your eyes on three... One...! Twooooooo! Three!"

Shining Armor opened his eyes, but immediately looked up at the huge structure sprawling before him. White marble, bright colors, and intricate patterns dotted the whole thing, but he could also see a tropical flair with huge blooming trees lining the grounds with grand fountains, the entrance flanked by two sculptures of provocative mares embraced by handsome stallions. Above the stony arch, the sign read, "Sultan's Palace" in a distinct, angular letters.

"Oh, wow..." Shining Armor remarked, looking up at it all in awe. "This is one of the most famous hotels in Las Pegasus. We're staying here?"

Pinkie Pie grabbed his arm in her hooves. "Not just staying here. I got us the most super-special honeymoon package ever! I know you in particular are going to love it!" Before he could even respond, she was already tugging Shining Armor inside. "C'mon! Paradise awaits!" she said in a sultry voice.

The interior of the hotel's lobby was very much in-theme, with huge Saddle Arabian rugs, gilded furniture, and plenty of silken drapes adorning the polished stonework, with some burning torches and lamps serving as eye-catching accents. Shining might have thought it a little gaudy in its attempt to capture the feeling of wealth with an excess of fine materials, but after coming from the Crystal Empire, he was merely happy to see that things could look rich without being made solely of rock. The concierge at least was not dressed in costume, wearing a suit like one would expect.

Pinkie had reserved the room in his name, so when they checked in, the concierge said, "Ah, yes Mister Armor. You have the Sultan's Suite with the King's Honeymoon package. Quite luxurious, truly a one-of-a-kind experience that I believe a stallion of your fine taste will enjoy very much. The Sultan's Suite is the only room on-property of its kind, and you'll have a dedicated staff assigned to its care and your service while you're with us. Your butler will be up shortly with your bags and to assist with anything you might need. Before you can receive your key, though, there's just the matter of a few waivers we'd like you to sign..."

On the counter, the concierge placed a few different stacks of papers for Shining Armor to sign. He glanced over them, but of course he wasn't reading them very closely. It all seemed like any other hotel, with headers like "damage liability agreement" "cleaning policy" "adult consent release" "sexual activity agreement," and "credit waiver release." As Shining Armor passed the signed forms back to the concierge, he did a double-take at some of those titles. "Wait, what were some of those? Did I see something about..." he trailed off, not sure how to say it out loud to a stranger in proper dress.

The concierge didn't seem to hear him. "Very good, sir. With all of that, here is your royal seal, marking you as the occupant of the Sultan's Suite for the duration of your stay," he said, offering Shining Armor a large golden amulet with a big blue gem embedded in the center on a blue silken ribbon to hang around his neck. Shining Armor was about to ask what the seal was for, but the concierge continued. "If you have any questions, your butler will be able to assist you with any and all matters. Enjoy your stay, sir," he said, passing a large golden key to Shining Armor.

"Ooh! Shall we go see the royal harem, Mister Armor?" Pinkie said, fluttering her eyelashes as she affected a posh accent with a grin.

Shining Armor began to head through the hotel with her, up to their room, walking along thick rugs all the while, eyeing her suspiciously. "Pinkie," he said flatly.

"Yeeeeesss?" she replied coyly as she bounced along, her hops muffled by the plush rug beneath.

"What aren't you telling me?" he asked, cocking his eyebrow.

"A surprise isn't fun if it's spoiled!" she sang back to him. When they finally reached the top of the hotel where the Sultan's Suite was, Shining Armor and Pinkie were met with a big set of golden double doors, flanked by two large stallions dressed in white cloth wrappings, looking like harem guards.

"Well, if they wanted to make you feel like royalty, it's pretty accurate," Shining murmured to Pinkie, recalling both his own bedchamber guards at the Crystal Palace and doing such guard duty at the Canterlot Palace. As proud as he once was of his title and achievements, though, he didn't feel regret as he looked back on them. Prestige and nobility were nice, but a life full of hot sex with a plump-assed mare was better, hooves-down.

"I thought you'd feel right at home," Pinkie quipped back. "Just because you gave up your crown doesn't mean you have to stop being the king of the castle, you know."

The guards bowed as they opened the doors, and what Shining Armor saw beyond took his breath away, even after spending most of his adult life in palaces. A sprawling suite with several rooms, glittering and polished to an immaculate shine. A lavish dining table, a fireplace burning in front of a large rug in the living room, an extravagant bathroom with its own gilded hot tub, and in the bedroom, a massive bed as the best of all, draped in silks and overflowing with cushions, a balcony overlooking the bustling city below, and another balcony off of the dining room, overlooking the hotel's pool and lounge area.

Shining Armor whistled as he and Pinkie walked through it all, taking in the glamor of it. "They're not kidding when they say it's a luxury suite, huh? Talk about fancy," he remarked.

"Ooh, I know! It's so shiny and sparkly! And they've got drinks and sweets and you can order anything you want from the room service menu and they'll bring it to you right in bed!" Pinkie squealed back.

Shining Armor chuckled. "They really want to give you the royal treatment, huh?" he said. "Well, I'm glad it's not accurate. When you're actual royalty, you hardly have any time to enjoy any of the perks. I don't think I got room service in bed once."

"And that's not even the best part," Pinkie Pie added, approaching him with a sultry look in her eyes. She stroked his chest with a hoof and said, "You're the king here, which means you get to have whatever you want. Not just with the hotel, but with me, too."

Shining Armor cocked his head and smiled softly at her, reciprocating the touch by running his hoof along her poofy mane. "What do you mean?" he asked.

Pinkie rested her hoof on his arm and answered, "All I ever wanted was to have fun, as much as I could, every day. And you're a lot of fun," she smiled sweetly up at him. "Other stallions are stuffy and serious, focused on work or their responsibilities, but you're so relaxed and easy to get along with. Twilight used to tell me all about how you two would play together all the time when you were foals, so I always knew you were fun. You take care of the ponies around you. You just needed someone to take care of you, too. So that's what I want to do," she said. "If we're going to be together, Shiny, then I want to make sure you get what you deserve in the bedroom this time around. Which means, starting now, all you have to do is ask. You can have whatever you want, whenever you want, where you want. You're the king," she explained, batting her lashes flirtatiously at him again.

Shining felt some eager heat running through him at her words. The two had been going hot and heavy ever since that first afternoon at Sugarcube Corner, but Shining had always felt that Pinkie was so eager to have sex with him out of a more mutual horniness, and her being a bit of a size queen, of course. But what she was proposing now was very different, ceding control of their sex life entirely to him, letting him act out any and all of his fantasies on her, catering to each and every impulse that originated between his hindlegs. It couldn't be more different from how things were with Cadance, where he never got a say in any of it. He knew it was exactly what he'd needed all along.

So with his own grin slowly spreading across his muzzle, Shining Armor said, "Well, if that's the case then... Why don't we start by ordering some dessert?"

"That sounds yummy," Pinkie answered.

Shining Armor reached out to squeeze Pinkie's plump ass. "And you can give me a blowjob while we wait for it to show up." Even being able to phrase it like an order instead of a request was a thrill.

And it was even more thrilling to hear Pinkie accept so readily. "Ooh! You bet!" seeming even more eager than he was, Pinkie Pie raced to the bed to flop herself onto it, bouncing with the cushions gleefully before settling onto the mattress, rubbing the blankets seductively for Shining to join her.

Shining Armor poked his head out to the staff posing as harem guards with his order before turning back to the mare waiting on the bed for him. The stallion couldn't help but jump onto the plush mattress too, his cock already out of its sheath and flopping with excitement, bouncing Pinkie too as she giggled. Then, he simply spread out, reclined, and relaxed.

Pinkie Pie didn't hesitate. "Mmmm..." she moaned in her throat as she opened her muzzle and immediately swallowed his cock, right down to the balls as usual, sheathing his length in her neck as his erection throbbed to a full, pleasant stiffness.

"Ahh, yeah..." he sighed, feeling perfectly in heaven now that there was no more need to hide or sneak around, no more worrying about Cadance or anything else. At last, he could just lay back and enjoy getting his dick sucked. Rubbing his hoof in Pinkie's mane again, he looked down at her bobbing head around his thick shaft and said, "I hope you like that, because you're going to be doing it a lot more from now on."

"Mmhmm!" she replied, her squeal of agreement vibrating down his shaft and she twisted and slurped loudly, no longer worried about anypony overhearing now that it was just the two of them, and they were free.

"Ohh, Celestia, that's so good," Shining Armor moaned, feeling more confident and more powerful by the moment. "Get down there and suck my nuts while you're at it."

With a long, wet withdrawal, Pinkie popped off of Shining's cock and snapped a jaunty salute. "One set of spit-shined family jewels, coming right up!" Then with a voraciousness Pinkie usually reserved for cake, she shoved her muzzle into his crotch and began to lick and suckle at his balls.

"Fuck yes," Shining Armor groaned back, spreading his thighs a little more as he felt his orbs tended to. "You were right, Pinkie; this is what I've been needing. I feel more like a king now than I did when I was actually a Prince!"

"Mmm, and we're just getting started, your big-dickedness!" Pinkie replied. She suckled each of his nuts into her muzzle, left then right, humming with delight before she gave a lick up his ballsack, up his toweringly hard shaft, and then stared into Shining Armor's eyes with a sultry glow. "More deepthroating, your hungness?" she teased.

"Yes," he replied in the same magnanimous tone, but even he couldn't keep up the act when Pinkie plunged back down his cock hungrily, moaning as his hips pushed forward involuntarily. "Ohhh, fuck, Pinkie!"

Suddenly, the door burst open. Shining Armor startled, trying to cover himself, but Pinkie kept her muzzle shoved into his crotch, seemingly not hearing some pony entering on them. It was the room service with the dessert, accompanied by another prim-looking unicorn stallion in a fine suit. He was an icy blue color with a white mane and a little pencil mustache and golden eyes. Shining opened his mouth to try and tell Pinkie to stop, that the room service was here, but the stallion, who didn't seem shocked at all to see Pinkie bobbing her head in Shining's crotch, spoke before he could. "Room service, Royal Sultan! Allow me the pleasure of introducing myself; I am White Glove, and I shall be your butler for the duration of your stay with us."

The emotion Shining felt most strongly was utter embarrassment. But right behind that was confusion. Why wasn't Pinkie stopping now that she'd definitely heard the butler? Why wasn't White Glove surprised? Why weren't the other staff stopping as they unloaded trays of pastries and delicacies? Did no pony seriously care that their guest was in the middle of getting a blowjob like no other?

"Uhh..." Shining faltered, his brain scrambling for the words to speak, and Pinkie Pie twisting her lips around the base of his cock didn't help matters either. Fighting through spine-tingling pleasure, Shining managed to croak out, "I'm- so sorry... Nnng..."

"No need to apologize, sir," White Glove replied in his posh accent. "It is your right, after all."

Now Shining was even more confused. "Wh-what are you... Ooooh...!" he moaned as Pinkie ground her muzzle into his crotch, her tongue swirling over his shaft.

As White Glove began to explain, Pinkie took up a rapid pace of bobbing her head on Shining's cock, sucking down nearly have of his length with each stroke, the butler remaining nonplussed. "Sir, the Sultan's Palace is one of the most fine and exotic resorts in Las Pegasus. And by purchasing the King's Honeymoon package, you are designated as our 'sultan' for duration of your stay by that seal you wear around your neck. That seal affords you all kinds of privileges barred from our normal guests."

Shining Armor gasped at Pinkie's rapid blowjob, but managed to ask, "What are you talking about?"

White Glove just gave a little smile. "Sir, this is Las Pegasus - a city of sin and carnal delights! Any pony can build a fancy hotel, and certainly the strip is lined with dozens. What we offer is a more salacious, exotic delight. The Sultan's Palace attracts all manner of voyeurs, but the voyeurs need an exhibitionist to observe, do they not? And that is where the role of Sultan comes into play." Shining Armor was starting to see, his eyes widening as his pleasure increased, but White Glove continued. "I understand, Mister Armor, that you are quite a bit of an exhibitionist yourself, no? The role of sultan, then, fits naturally for you, since included in your package is the right to engage in any sexual activity you desire, regardless of where or when you are or what ponies are present."

Shining Armor exhaled with electric surprise. "Any... Anywhere I want?"

"Of course, sir," White Glove replied. "So think nothing of getting a blowjob while your butler is present, sir. It's nothing I haven't seen before. In fact, I invite you to enjoy yourself, sir. You do strike quite a kingly figure, after all."

Shining Armor couldn't be sure if White Glove or the other servants were getting off on watching him like this, since they seemed to keep their composure well, but he also wasn't sure if he cared. Something about being tended to in this manner, Pinkie Pie sucking his dick while he conducted business with his butler, was decidedly hot. It was the kind of fantasy he used to have before he married Cadance, but one that he never would have been able to act out in his wildest dreams. But once again, Pinkie had made it happen.

His balls clenched hard, his cock throbbing in her throat as she added twists to her fast bobs, wet suckling filling the space between Shining Armor and White Glove. But he allowed himself to relax again as the staff wheeled their tray out of the room. "Well... alright then."

"Very good, sir," White Glove replied with a nod. "But I'm not just here to introduce myself, sir. There's also a matter of business." White Glove used his icy aura to levitate a silver platter with the shiny cover over toward the bed. "Your mare took great care to arrange for everything ahead of time. She wanted to ensure that the two of you would be able to enjoy your stay to its fullest, and she wanted me to bring these as soon as you two arrived."

White Glove removed the lid, beneath which was a single piece of parchment.

"A... marriage license?" Shining Armor said aloud. Pinkie started bobbing harder, taking more of his cock in her throat, nearly suckling his entire length with each voracious stroke. He couldn't hold back much longer. Pinkie's signature was already at the bottom.

"Las Pegasus is also a city of cheap thrills and quick marriages, sir," White Glove replied. "Merely sign at the bottom, and you and Miss Pie shall legally be husband and wife."

White Glove levitated a quill toward Shining Armor. He felt his heart pounding as he dipped it in the inkwell. He hesitated, wondering if it was really a good idea to agree to something so momentous in these circumstances. His first marriage certainly hadn't turned out well. But Pinkie was sucking on his cock harder than she ever had before, desperately urging him to agree to the contract, showing him what he'd be getting if he did. His vision was getting hazy. He was about to cum.

Shining Armor's quill scratched out his signature right as he went over the edge. "Ohh! Ohh, fuck, Pinkie!" he called out.

With the signature complete, White Glove snatched up the license and bowed as he turned to leave. "Very good, sir. I now pronounce you mare and colt." As he reached the door, White Glove turned and smirked as he said, "Enjoy your stay, sir."

Shining Armor's voice followed him out as he left, bellowing with one of the most powerful climaxes he'd ever felt echoing through the honeymoon suite, cumming powerfully into Pinkie's belly.

This was going to be the best vacation ever.

Just walking through the halls and lobby of the Sultan's Palace, wearing that amulet that designated him as the stallion of the hour, was enough to puff Shining Armor up, his chest brimming with pride. A part of him felt as if it was all too good to be true, that there was no way what White Glove had told him could possibly be real. But when he noticed the way the other hotel staff, and even the other guests looked at him, eyeing the amulet and then sizing him up, ponies whispering to each other while looking at him from across the room, he began to believe it. He could tell they were watching him, waiting to see what he would do, waiting to see if he'd actually go ahead and fuck the pink mare beside him right in the open. It was a bit strange actually being watched like that, having a spotlight on him, but there was excitement as well.

"It's like they're all waiting for a show," Shining Armor muttered to Pinkie as they headed out toward the pool. "Is this really just some kind of resort for perverts?"

"Not exclusively," Pinkie answered simply. "Most ponies are a lot naughtier than you'd think. You should have seen some of the stuff I caught Mr. and Mrs. Cake doing, and they're some of the most wholesome ponies in Equestria! Getting to go to a sexy place like this makes things feel a lot wilder without them having to actually get involved themselves. Why wouldn't ponies want a little more spice with their vacation? You're probably just the warm-up for whatever they get up to with their escorts later on in their own rooms."

"I didn't even think about that," he replied, taking a look at the other ponies around them. A lot of them were couples, and it was pretty obvious to spot the horny middle-aged couples looking to spice up their love lives, and also the older stallions with their hooves wrapped around the cute young mares that were way out of their league. But noticing the dynamic at play, the way their eyes drifted past him and his amulet as he went, did give Shining Armor a bit more confidence as they stepped outside toward the pool.

Shining Armor expected something pretty lavish, and he wasn't disappointed. Not only was the pool big, a sprawling layout with multiple levels, stretched across a tropical courtyard and separated by waterfalls, but it was decorated exotically with the gold and geometric glitter that marked Saddle Arabian aesthetic, columns and fire surrounding the sparkling water, steamy hot tubs, and the poolside bar.

"Ooh, where should we start?" Pinkie wondered aloud.

"We should probably get a seat," Shining Armor suggested, looking around at the colorful beach chairs lining the edge of the pool.

"Perhaps you'd like to see the Sultan's throne, Mister Armor?" White Glove said, appearing beside Shining Armor as if from nowhere, startling him. Shining Armor was only used to his sister teleporting everywhere, but he didn't realize his butler would be attending to him like this, or would be so stealthy.

"Your own throne, eh?" Pinkie replied with a mischievous grin. "C'mon! Let's check it out!"

White Glove led them to something that looked more like a floating raft than a seat, currently tied off to a corner of the pool. It was a giant floating chair made to look like a throne, but more than big enough for two ponies to recline on and soak up the bright sun above.

"Not bad as far as thrones go," Shining Armor admired.

Pinkie didn't hesitate to jump into the cushioned, golden arms, laying herself out before cooing with delight. "Ohh, this is nice! It's even got massage settings!" she buzzed as the chair began to vibrate in the water. "It's even big enough you could dive off of it!" Pinkie sprang up, and after a dashing start she leapt through the air with the shrill cry of "CANNONBALL!!!"

The plump mare made quite a splash, dousing Shining's face and mane. As the pink mare came up, he grinned back at her. "You call that a cannonball? Let me show you how it's done!" before he jumped in after her.

Swimming and splashing around the pool was a lot of fun, and Pinkie made everything they did twice as fun as normal. The floating throne made a great base for all kinds of pool games she wanted to play, and Shining Armor soaked up the fun as much as the sun. Other ponies swam and drank and relaxed around them, still quietly observing, and Shining Armor was getting more and more used to it. The feeling of eyes on him was accompanied by the knowledge of their permission. He could do whatever he wanted, whenever he felt the urge. As he splashed and dunked Pinkie Pie, he could feel that urge coming as well. He knew he'd want to test out his privileges here. It was only a matter of deciding when he felt like taking the plunge.

When they got a bit tired from the swimming, the two wet ponies hauled themselves onto the floating throne, laying out and letting the sun dry them. Shining Armor let out a big sigh, staring up at the bright blue vastness above, warmth on his wet coat. Things were perfect.

"Having fun, Your Majesty?" Pinkie addressed him, her hooves sliding down his muscular body.

"I could be having a bit more," Shining Armor replied. He clopped his hooves together, summoning White Glove in a flash at the poolside where Shining Armor floated just a few feet away.

"How can I assist you, sir?"

"We'll take a couple of fruity cocktails, butler," Shining Armor answered, and then he looked down at Pinkie Pie. "And how about another blowjob while we're at it?"

"Very good, sir," White Glove said with a bow before heading off.

"Took you long enough," Pinkie said. With the bright sun overhead and the busy pool around them, the pink mare spun herself around with her rump facing Shining Armor's face before she took his balls in her hooves and shoved her muzzle into his crotch, immediately beginning to lavish his nuts with worshipful attention.

"Ahh..." Shining Armor sighed as he felt those lips start to suckle on his hefty balls while floating gently along the surface of the pool. With Pinkie's enthusiasm, it didn't take long before he felt his stallionhood start to emerge from his sheath, flopping onto his thigh where it was immediately attacked by Pinkie Pie's hungry lips, slurping up the shaft until she reached the flare. By the time she was ready to take the plunge, he was already throbbing and stiff. He squirmed when she did; each time he felt those lips swallow every last inch of his cock in one gulp, he felt as if she might suck his soul out of his cock. It was impossible not to groan at the intense pleasure of it all.

But this time around, he had the feast of Pinkie Pie's big, marshmallow butt sitting right on his chest, her tail flagged and presenting her with the plump, wet pussy right in front of his muzzle. With an offering like that just waiting for him, Shining Armor couldn't resist. He struggled to flare his horn while Pinkie pumped her throat around his cock, but he managed to lift her tail as he reached out to smack his hooves against her fat ass, massaging her cheeks as he dove in. He dragged his tongue up her wet, hungry slot, tasting her tangy juices as her thick clit winked against his lips. She even tasted sweeter than Cadance.

"Mmm! Mmhmmmm...!" Pinkie moaned back around his cock shuddering at the pleasure of Shining Armor eating her out, redoubling her efforts by bobbing her head on his crotch, swallowing his dick down as he slurped and suckled on her own pussy, shoving his tongue in deep, a feedback loop of salacious pleasure created between them. Shining Armor couldn't see much around them with the poof of Pinkie's tail hanging near his face and her wide butt filling his vision, but he could practically feel the eyes on him, watching him with excitement and envy, a few gasps and excited whispers sounding around him.

But as good as Pinkie's blowjobs were, Shining Armor had the advantage of having his balls being regularly drained by her to bolster his stamina, where Pinkie had no such luxury to stand against Shining's assault on her pussy. He knew she liked it hard and fast and sloppy, and he had no qualms about making out with her cunt, soaking his face in her wetness, only coming up for air and to tease her by gently tracing his lit horn around her sensitive butthole before going in for the kill.

She never stood a chance. With her body shivering with delight and her blowjob becoming more uneven and chaotic, eventually all Pinkie could do was shove Shining Armor's cock down to the depths of her throat before her climax ripped through her, a shrill moan of release rippling through his stiff shaft in her neck as her body spasmed with a satisfying orgasm. Shining Armor teased her all the way through it with licks and kisses along her folds, popping off her clit with his own satisfied sigh. Even before Pinkie managed to fully recover, she was already showing her gratitude for her stallion's attention by cramming her mouth onto his dick, sucking him off like crazy in an attempt to give him the same pleasure he'd given her.

Shining Armor laid back, content to enjoy his blowjob to its inevitable finish when he saw White Glove standing beside the pool, cocktails suspended in his icy aura and a smirk on his face. "Good show, sir," he praised, floating the tropical drink down to Shining Armor. "I dare say, it's been quite some time since I've seen a stallion quite so skilled in the art of cunnilingus."

"Lots of practice," Shining Armor replied as he reclined, sipping his drink, shivering himself as he felt Pinkie's wild cocksucking bringing him close to the edge. He couldn't be sure if White Glove was just flattering him or if he was being sincere, but Shining Armor decided that he liked being flattered anyway. The whole point of being with Pinkie and this stay at the Sultan's Palace was to stroke his ego, and he could feel now that possibly the only thing better than getting his dick sucked was having his ego fellated.

If there was anything to solidify that in his mind, it was a brief moment that happened next. As he felt his balls tightening, Pinkie's slurping, suckling, bobbing lips bringing him closer and closer to orgasm, making him groan in delight. But then he sensed a pony moving close by, and felt their eyes watching him. When Shining turned his head and opened his eyes, he saw a fat, older pegasus stallion with an orange coat and mane passing by in the pool, wearing some green swim trunks and holding a beer bottle in his wing. He grinned at Shining Armor and waggled his eyebrows at him. "Nice!" was all he said, not just admiring the view, not even looking at Pinkie, but looking at Shining. The sight was hot, but his compliment was decidedly an expression of male solidarity; 'Nice job getting your dick sucked, buddy!'

Shining Armor gave him a smirk back and a nod of his head, a thumbs-up of a gesture, before he felt Pinkie swallow him down to his balls and force him over the edge. "Ughh, fuck!" he grunted as his climax began. The other stallion was already climbing out of the pool, but he, White Glove, and several others had no qualms about watching Shining Armor's full orgasm play out in the broad light of day, his hips pumping slightly, mashing his crotch into Pinkie's face as Shining Armor fed her ever last drop of his cum, which she swallowed gratefully.

White Glove was there, offering a handerchief to Pinkie to wipe her mouth with as she popped off of Shining Armor's cock. "Ooh! Thank you, sir!" she said, politely dabbing at her mouth of the stray strands of Shining's jizz.

As Pinkie flopped back into Shining's arms, he wrapped them around her shoulders and sighed as the two floated lazily along the pool's surface. "Best. Honeymoon. Ever," he said, squeezing Pinkie with a grin.

And Shining Armor meant it. After an afternoon in the pool and sun, he was more than ready for a romantic evening with his new wife, a chance to really see Pinkie Pie as his lifelong partner. As the evening began to spill over the city and the lights flickered on, the two made their way to the resort's high-end restaurant at the top of the building, where the two had a table specifically reserved for the sultan. Here, the theming dropped away a bit, the gaudy colors and gold everything becoming marble and glass, fine china and white tablecloths.

As they took their seats, Shining Armor wasn't surprised to see White Glove attending them, always with that smug little smile on his face. He poured the two their wine and lit the candles with the horn, and Shining Armor had to take a moment to stop and admire the mare across from him. Even with the garish lights of Las Pegasus gleaming in the grand window behind her, the skyline a halo behind her frizzy mane, Pinkie was still the brightest thing he'd ever seen. Her smile truly glowed, and she didn't have to say a word for him to know without a doubt how happy she was to be with him.

He didn't even realize how much his expression mirrored hers. "You look like a happy stallion," she said a bit flirtatiously.

"Are you surprised?" he replied with a chuckle. "I've gotten laid more times this month than I have in my entire life. I'm a very happy stallion." Pinkie grinned back at him, and he continued, more sincerely, "It really means a lot to me, you know."

"Oh, I know. Testosterone is a hell of a drug, huh?" she quipped back.

"It's not just that," Shining said, reaching across the table to hold Pinkie's hoof in his. "I... Before..." he started, trying to find the words. "I've always done my best to serve and protect. To give. As an older brother looking out for my sister. As a guard, and then a guard captain. Then as a prince and a husband. I've never had somepony go out of their way to make me happy. I always thought that just having a wife, getting married would make me happy. It was always what a stallion is supposed to do. I never even thought about what I needed from my wife, or even that I deserved to have somepony try for me as hard as I tried for them. And now that I have it, it feels like everything's fallen into place at last."

Pinkie's eyes were so big and sweet, gazing deeply into his. "And it's not going anywhere, either," she told him. "If anypony can give you all the fun a stallion like you could possibly have, it's me. We have the rest of our lives to play and screw and laugh all we want."

Shining Armor nodded back at her. "But I still worry about you. That's just in my nature. Things are great now, but I know they're not really balanced, either. You're giving so much to me, and it's been nice taking for a change, but sometimes I wonder if this is really how you want things to be? If there's not more you need me to give?"

He was surprised to see Pinkie giggle at him. "Oh, Shiny, you really can't switch off can you?" she told him. "It's just like you said: you're so used to giving to everypony, and now you're not sure what to do with yourself when it's time to get what you deserve." She stroked the top of his hoof with hers and explained, "My favorite thing in the world is to have fun. And all the sex? Getting to suck the dick of the hottest stud around? That's the best kind of playtime! But even without all the screwing, you're so much more fun. Other stallions are so serious and grown-up, they just want to do their jobs and talk about boring stuff. But you still have your old action figures, and you love Ogres & Oubliettes and comic books too. But you're not some man-colt either. I know you'd be a great father," she told him sincerely. Shining Armor didn't know how to respond. It was one of the most touching things he'd ever heard. So Pinkie concluded with, "So don't worry about me, Shining. All I want is for you to play with me. As much as you want, whenever you want, wherever you want."

For a moment, Shining Armor was speechless. He'd never heard anything like what Pinkie had said to him before, such a sincere but straightforward declaration of love, of her true understanding of the stallion before her. He had no choice but to accept what she'd said, to believe it, to simply gaze into Pinkie's eyes and feel the warmth flowing from her to him.

But her offer to play had another effect on him as well. Even as White Glove and the waiters brought out their soup and salad for the first course, Shining Armor leaned over the table to kiss Pinkie Pie. And she kissed him back, their lips meeting, sweetly at first, but then hotly, swapping breath before their tongues got involved. It wasn't long before they were making out, Shining Armor standing up from his seat to lean further into the kiss, little moans escaping between them. Shining Armor began to circle around the table as other ponies dining took notice, but as long as he wore the special amulet, they knew not to say anything, quietly enjoying the show that came with their dinner. Shining Armor reached out with a hoof to touch Pinkie, to trace along her cheek and neck as they kissed passionately, but then that touch slipped lower, down her side and along her flank.

"Shining..." Pinkie Pie gasped as their kiss broke.

"Yeah," he replied with a nod kissing her strongly again. Nothing else needed to be said.

The makeout had left Shining Armor rock hard, his stallionhood thwacking his barrel with a meaty slap as he now circled around Pinkie Pie. He wanted her so badly, but it wasn't pure lust he was overcome with, his arousal not a product of simple male libido. He wanted to be inside of her, to hold her beneath his body, to feel her move and breath and moan for him. He wanted every bit of Pinkie Pie that he could get, and there was no way to be closer to a mare than to make love to her. Pinkie pushed the salad aside before placing her forehooves on the table, and Shining Armor wasted no time in moving to mount her.

By now, he felt like an old pro when it came to fucking Pinkie. He knew right where to jab that girthy dick of his, right where the folds of her sweet pussy would yield for him with a wet squelch, and in one thrust, he had entered her, the heat of her marehood enveloping his shaft all at once as he plunged inside. The two let out a mutual moan of carnal delight as Shining Armor walked himself forward, sheathing himself fully inside his wife, until he was fully embraced in the hot caress of her tight cunt, his balls pressed warmly to her body, his forehooves hugging her hips closely to him. Pinkie turned her head to look up at him, but for once, there was no need for words. She wanted him as badly as he wanted her, wanted to be completed by him just as much as he wanted to be engulfed by her. He wanted to fuck her, and she wanted nothing more than to let him.

The table rocked slightly, glasses and plates clattering a little as Shining started to buck his hips, each rattle of the flatware joined by a fleshy, wet clap of nuts smacking thighs and cock sinking into juicy pussy. "Mmmm..." the two groaned in unison, sharing the same pleasure between them, overcome by passion and lust in equal measure. Amulet or no amulet, Shining Armor wasn't sure if there was any force in Equestria that could keep him off of this mare. Every thrust was heavenly, every squeeze sweeter than any of his fantasies. How could he ever resist? And how had he ever gone so long without a mare like Pinkie in his life?

Shining Armor's rhythm was slow enough to start, strong and deliberate, that White Glove could still interject. Judging by the little smirk on his face, Shining Armor was starting to get the distinct impression that the other unicorn was much more of a voyeur than he let on. He was half-tempted to sneak a peek below White Glove's barrel to see if his own arousal at the display had gotten the better of him, but Shining Armor also had the distinct feeling that White Glove would never give himself away so easily. This was all a game to him, and one that he very much enjoyed playing.

"May I take your order, sir and madam?" he said, tilting his head politely at the rutting couple. If it weren't for that cheeky little smile, it would be as if he hadn't noticed the ponies fucking right before his eyes. Shining Armor at least had to admire his skills as an actor.

"I'll have the summer squash paella," Shining Armor grunted out as he slammed his cock deep inside Pinkie, making her squeal out as he jammed his flare against her sweet spots.

"Oohhhhh! And I'll have - Nnngg, I'll have the hollandaise hay brisket!" Pinkie managed to choke out her response, holding onto the table tightly as Shining Armor's sturdy hips slammed into her plump flanks, the table rocking louder and louder with every thrust.

"Excellent choices, sir and madam. We'll have your meal out right away," White Glover said, his voice as prim as ever as he turned tail and headed back toward the kitchen.

"He's definitely going to jack off in a closet somewhere, right?" Shining Armor moaned, picking up the pace as he pounded harder and harder into Pinkie's fat ass.

"Ohh, I don't care about his dick, right now. I just need your big, fat cock Shining Armor!" Pinkie wailed in response, not too loud to fully disturb the restaurant, but certainly loud enough that everypony else could hear.

"Yeah, yeah...! Take it, Pinkie! Take my fucking cock!" Shining growled back at her, knowing how much she loved him at his cockiest, his most confident, his studliest. Once again, the eyes on him, the mare beneath him, the utter feeling of triumph was too much for Shining Armor to keep at bay any longer.

The waiters emerged with wine and platters, pouring it into their glasses as Shining Armor hit his climax. "Oohhhhhh, Pinkie!" he bellowed out, plunging his cock to the depths inside of her all at once. While the wine bottles glugged nearby, Pinkie shuddered in delight beneath her stallion as he pumped spurt after spurt of his thick, creamy load deep inside of her, his eyes fluttering in orgasmic ecstasy.

When the two came down, they were left breathless, recovering to see the lavish spread of fine dining before them just as White Glove removed the lids to the silver platters, as if he had planned and timed everything in advance, down to the second. The effect at least was impressive. "Sir and madam, dinner is served," he said with a flourish of the dishes as he set them in their places. Shining Armor and Pinkie looked at each other, husband still lodged firmly inside wife, before he chuckled, pulled out with a cum splatter on the fine tile, and went to take his seat across from her. White Glove barely broke his stride to wipe up Shining Armor's spilled jizz with a silken handkerchief as the couple sat down to eat.

Dinner could not have been finer, truly the taste of luxury, and their salacious display only made the elitism of the expensive meal all the better. But the couple knew they couldn't honeymoon in Las Pegasus without dropping in on one of the casinos that the city was famous for. So once they were finished eating, Luna's moon rising high in the night sky, Shining and Pinkie put on their nicest tuxedo and flashiest party dress respectively, and headed to the Sultan's Palace very own on-property casino.

The gold and silks were up to eleven within the casino, and even the torches had been enchanted to burn in a rainbow of colors, making the entire floor flash and glow with bright, eye-catching colors and endless refinement. The whole place screamed fun and money, and Pinkie was dazzled just by looking at all of it. Even if it was just for gambling, it was hard to deny the appealing sight it presented: rich ponies and tourists seated at flashing slot machines, card tables, and clicking roulettes, tension high in the air just waiting for the next pony to win big.

Of course, Shining Armor knew there were perks to being a VIP here. As Pinkie craned to look at all of the flashing machines, Shining led her by the arm toward the restricted section on the upper level, where only wealthy members were allowed to play. All he had to do was flash his amulet, and the guard pulled the rope aside to let them through.

What awaited them was a smaller and much more posh version of what the casino floor looked like below, a few different tables with rich, suited ponies gathered around, playing fast and loose with their vast sums of bits represented by stacks of chips. Shining Armor seated himself at a dice table, joining several other high class, older stallions with pretty mares at their sides as well. He fit right in, and they nodded to him.

"Didn't know we'd be joined by royalty," one of the stallions said, grinning at Shining Armor.

"Evening, gentlecolts," Shining greeted them as he bought in.

"We'll talk about it on Monday. That is, if you still have anything to invest after tonight!" one of the stallions said to another.

"You seem familiar," the stallion next to Shining Armor, a milk chocolate-colored earth pony with a green mane said as he took the dice in hoof. "Should I know you from somewhere?"

"Depends on how much you keep up with current events," Shining Armor said casually, not necessarily wanting to flaunt his recent scandals or successes. It was nice that, for once, he could blend in more.

"That's a nice mare you got there," another stallion next to him, white with a pink mane himself said as he nodded at Pinkie, his eyes gleaming excitedly. "Now those are some foalbearing hips if I've ever seen one!"

"Las Pegasus is the place to make all sorts of mistakes, after all," the first stallion next to Shining Armor commented as he rolled.

"Oh, I'll make sure he won't regret anything that happens tonight," Pinkie replied, throwing her hooves around Shining Armor's neck, lavishing him with attention, which he soaked right up.

Shining Armor and the others clapped modestly at the result of the roll before the chips were moved and the dice transferred to him. Taking them in his hoof, he turned to Pinkie and said, "Want to blow on my dice, babe?"

The double entendre wasn't lost on her as she looked up at him with lidded eyes and said, "I was wondering when you'd ask." She made a dramatic motion with her hoof before playfully blowing a kiss over the dice, which Shining Armor then tossed into the center of the table.

"Lucky seven," the pony running the table announced. Shining Armor had bet on odds, leading to a small win. He smiled as he reached out to give Pinkie's ass a squeeze.

"You didn't tell us she was lucky!" the white stallion laughed at Shining Armor.

"Maybe you'll let her blow on my dice next time?" the chocolate one said.

"If you think I'm sharing, you guys are crazy," Shining replied with a grin, groping Pinkie Pie again as she pressed herself lovingly into him.

"How is she in bed? I bet she's a great fuck," the white stallion said, elbowing Shining Armor.

"With an ass like that? How do you stay off of her?" the chocolate stallion added.

Shining Armor soaked up all the praise, knowing that every word of admiration that went to his wife reflected even better on him. "She's even better at sucking dick," Shining replied, earning an "oooh," and a few chuckles from the gathered ponies. The other mares leaned flirtatiously into their stallions, happy to be arm candy in this lavish, ritzy place. But as the dice eventually made their way back to Shining Armor, he again turned to Pinkie. "Why don't you blow on my other dice, honey?" he purred to her.

Pinkie didn't respond except for a sultry smile as she dropped to her haunches, beneath Shining Armor where the rest of the ponies were reared up with their forehooves on the table. Everypony could see her poofy pink mane bobbing from the other side, and the stallions next to him could see her suckle lovingly on Shining Armor's balls before his long, thick cock spilled out from his sheath, which she gratefully began to suck down into her throat, blowing him right in the middle of the VIP hall.

Shining Armor sighed again as he cast his die. "That's it, baby," he groaned.

"Four. Evens have it, well done, sir," Shining Armor was praised again.

"Damn, look at her go," the white stallion said. "You weren't lying boy, that mare really can suck a dick! How the hell did you train her to go down on a monster like that?"

"You'll have to give me the name of the escort service," the chocolate stallion said, elbowing Shining Armor.

"Mmmm..." he sighed, enjoying his blowjob as Pinkie Pie picked up the pace. "She's my wife," he answered, and he knew that would make them more jealous than anything.

Pinkie pulled out all the stops in her performance, sucking Shining Armor's cock with every twisting, slurping bob and deep, gurgling suckle that she could muster. But when the dice came back, she pulled off of his erection with a pop to whisper up to him, "Shining, go all in on this one."

He looked down, his cock pressed against Pinkie's cheek. "You sure, babe?"

"My pinkie sense is never wrong! You got this honey!" she encouraged him before unhinging her jaw and swallowing every last inch of his cock down into her gullet before bobbing fast, gripping him hard, worshiping him utterly.

Shining Armor could feel his nuts clenching, another orgasm approaching fast with Pinkie's expert skill. "Whatever you say, babe," he said. He pushed all his chips in, betting on twelve. He could feel his spine tingling, his head getting light as he shook the dice in his hooves before casting them with a clatter.

As they soared through the air and rattled against the sides of the table, he already could feel himself going over the edge.

"Boxcars! The well-endowed gentlecolt wins!"

"Ohhhh, fuck yeah!" Shining Armor roared in climax as the ponies around him clopped their hooves enthusiastically, the chips being shoved his way in stacks while he came hard into Pinkie's throat, holding her muzzle tight to his crotch. Shining Armor had plenty of bits before, but he knew that after tonight, money definitely wouldn't be an issue.

"Shining! Shining! Oh, Celestia, fuck me again, Shining!" Pinkie Pie cried out.

"Yeah! Ohh, take my big, fat cock!" Shining bellowed back.

After Shining Armor had nearly doubled his fortune with Pinkie's help back in the casino, the two knew there was only one thing left to do: return to their room and celebrate by fucking like rabbits all night long. With the moon well past its zenith, the room was already a mess; the bedsheets were in disarray, the couch cushions scattered, and jizz was splattered nearly everywhere, dripping from the coffee table to hanging from the chandelier after Pinkie bet him she couldn't make him hit the ceiling after her blowjob.

Shining Armor didn't know how he had the stamina to keep going after countless orgasms throughout the day and night, but he didn't question these things when it came to Pinkie Pie. Perhaps she'd slipped him some kind of aphrodisiac, or perhaps the magic of love really was that strong when he was with the mare of his dreams. But all he knew is that when he rolled off of her on the table, certain that this time he was finally spent for good, he found himself growing hard again as she begged for more of him, his libido getting much more than a second wind, and it was like it was the first time all over again.

He didn't care who saw anymore. He didn't want to stop. He wanted all of her, forever. He never wanted this night to end. So he carried her in his hooves toward the balcony, where all of the Sultan's Palace and Las Pegasus could see them if they wanted. Bending her back against the railing, Shining Armor mounted between her hindlegs, plunging deep into her as he started fucking hard, sweat soaked into his mane and dripping down his neck as Pinkie lavished his chest with kisses.

"Yes, Shining! Oh, yes!" she wailed for him.

"Let me hear it, Pinkie! Let all of Equestria hear it!" he roared back, impaling her on his turgid cock, his balls slapping against her fat ass.

Even getting the pounding of a lifetime, Pinkie still managed to grin up at him. Mischievously, she leaned her head back, looking out over the balcony as she shouted out to them, "Shining Armor has the biggest dick in all of Equestria!"

A surge of thrill ran through him as Shining Armor heard her, looking out, certain that plenty of ponies heard her, and saw them. He felt like a king. He felt like a stud. He felt like he was fucking the hottest mare in the world. He knew it was stupid and foalish, but hearing her brag about him so shamessly, like such a slut, it was everything he'd always wanted in a wife. "Ohh, fuck yes! Pinkie, I'm gonna fucking cum!" he grunted, picking up the pace, his hips jackhammering his huge dick into her, rocking her body like a tossed ship on the rails of the balcony.

"Oh, Shiny! Shiny! Give it to me, Shiny! Cum in me Shiny! Because I have one last surprise for you!" she cried out for him.

Shining Armor's hips couldn't have stopped pounding if he tried, but he managed to look Pinkie right in the face, her eyes gazing sweetly up at him, horny and needy and so completely in love with him. "A surprise?" he asked breathlessly, hovering right on the tipping point of climax as he pumped into her. "What is it?"

Pinkie just smiled up at him, tears gathering in her eyes before they started to stream down her face, the biggest smile he'd ever seen crossing her muzzle. "Cum in me, Shining Armor. Please, cum in me, and you'll see. Do it now!"

Shining Armor nodded. His body obeyed. He closed his eyes and shoved himself to the hilt in her, feeling her pussy clench tightly around his stallionhood as the two tumbled into blissful orgasm once again that long, night. He leaned forward and kissed her, and Pinkie Pie kissed him back.

Then he heard a terrific BOOM!

Shining Armor looked up, feeling his legs weak and his breath leave his lungs as his cock pumped his cum deep into his wife's womb. But he knew that the effort hadn't been in vain. Above him, above all of Las Pegasus, fireworks exploded in bright, colorful letters that lit up the night sky, spelling out two simple words:

IT'S TWINS!

Shining Armor looked down at Pinkie, breathless, speechless, in utter disbelief. His mouth agape was his only question.

Pinkie tearfully smiled up at him, nodding. She took his hoof in hers and rested it on her belly, right above her womb.

Shining Armor exhaled, tears welling up in his own eyes. He knew, without a doubt, he'd never been so happy in his life.

His cock had also never been harder in his entire life. Shining Armor didn't miss a beat, gripping Pinkie's head into a deep and passionate kiss as his hips started pumping again. When the kiss broke, the two moaned loudly in unison, fucking hard in celebration of the life they had created together.

"Oh, Shining! Don't stop! Fuck me again!" Pinkie cried out once more, a refrain he had heard several times already, and he knew this wouldn't be the last.

"Yes, Pinkie! Ohh, Celestia, yes!" he howled in reply, his hips slamming loudly, lewdly into her as his cum dribbled over the balcony.

Shining Armor heard the door to their suite open up behind them, and White Glove's voice greeted them despite the late hour. "Congratulations, sir," he said.

Shining Armor didn't stop, and he didn't turn around to look at the butler, knowing White Glove was watching with that smug little grin of enjoyment on his face. But by now, Shining found he was getting used to it. "Nnng...! Thanks," Shining Armor managed to grunt out as he continued to rut his wife hard and fast over the balcony.

"Shall I fetch you our finest wine to celebrate?" White Glove asked. Then, looking around at the jizz-splattered room, he added, "Or should I send for housekeeping?"

"Ahhh, don't bother," Shining Armor said. His legs were starting to get tired in this position, but it was simple for him to pick up Pinkie Pie in his arms, still impaled on his dick, and carry her to the messy, stained bed, right past White Glove before he laid her out onto the mattress and continued pumping into her, the mattress rocking with his powerful thrusts as Pinkie gasped and shuddered beneath him. Shining Armor just grinned up at White Glove. "I think we're going to be going at it for a while."

"Very good, sir," White Glove replied, bowing as he turned to fetch the wine.

But Shining Armor knew now that he wasn't quite ready to give up this taste of the finer life, of being worshiped and served by the ponies around him. And if Pinkie was going to give birth to twins, they might need an extra hoof around the house. So, still impaled between his wife's hindlegs with the bed swaying beneath him, he called out to the butler's back, "How would you like to come work for us after this vacation's over?"

White Glove stopped briefly before turning around. "You mean to make me a foalsitter, sir?"

"Nothing you can't handle," Shining Armor replied, meeting the stallion's gaze with a grin. "But I could use somepony who knows how to serve a stallion like me. With you managing the house, I could probably stay in bed with my wife all day if I wanted. It would be quite the show every day," he said, knowing that the offer he was making a naughty stallion like White Glove was definitely a fantasy too good to pass up.

White Glove cocked his head, seeming to consider it, that smirk twitching just slightly. "Well... I suppose I do like a good show," he replied. The two stallions exchanged grins as he said, "Very well then, sir. I accept."

"Ohh, perfect," Shining Armor groaned, slamming his hips down hard into Pinkie's snatch. "Now, why don't you go get us that wine?" Shining Armor grunted again, feeling a spike of pleasure before he rammed harder into Pinkie Pie, the bed rocking violently as he added, "Nnng! And some extra towels! Ohh, I'm gonna cum again!"

White Glove just nodded as always. "Very good, sir," he said. Shining Armor and Pinkie howled out in their shared orgasms, hooves gripping backs before he could close the doors behind him.

Pinkie Pie looked up at Shining Armor, her mane a mess like the sheets around them, dizzy with pleasure and the feeling of a full womb. "I love you, Shining Armor," she said sweetly.

Shining Armor looked down at her, sweaty, satisfied, utterly triumphant. "I love you too, Pinkie Pie."

The two shared a sweet, loving, pure kiss before Shining Armor resumed pumping his hips, working his big dick toward the couple's next shared, blissful orgasm beneath Luna's waning moon.