As soon as Twilight saw Cadance enter her private study, she leapt up from her chair, ran over, and gave her a huge hug. Royal decorum be damned – this was her former foalsitter, her first and oldest friend, not counting ponies she was related to, of course. Besides, there were only a few royal guards here to see, and goodness knows, they’ve already seen worse.
Cadance wasn’t a princess to stand on ceremony either. As soon as she separated from Twilight’s hug, she went straight into their old chant and dance: “Sunshine, sunshine! Ladybugs awake! Clap your hands and do a little shake!”
Both of them giggled after shaking their butts. It wasn’t the kind of thing either of them got to do very often anymore. After all, the ponies of Equestria had certain expectations when it came to their new ruler, and it was especially important to meet those expectations so soon after Twilight had replaced Celestia and Luna, when public support might be a bit fragile. And Twilight was sure Cadance’s situation was much the same up in the Crystal Empire. Not that the crystal ponies would want Sombra back the way Equestrians might want Celestia back, but still – Cadance had also been the ruler of her nation for less than one lifetime, so she probably also had to maintain her image carefully in order to make sure they took her seriously.
Twilight sighed happily. It had been some time since she’d been able to feel so carefree with somepony else. “I’m so glad you could make it, Cadance.”
“For you?” Cadance rubbed her on the shoulder. “Anytime. Especially if it’s an extreme state emergency...”
“Oh, right...”
Cadance’s eyebrow went up. “Twilight... Is this one of those ‘not a very big deal, but you got yourself all worked up and freaked out about it’ kind of things?”
“It’s a real problem!”
Cadance gave her a look.
“Okay, maybe the word ‘extreme’ was a little bit of an overreaction. But it is a huge problem for all of Equestria, and I don’t know who else I can go to...”
“Come on.” Cadance led her by the hand back to the seat Twilight had been in from the start, only this time Cadance took the one next to her. “Let’s hear it. And I’ll help you any way I can.” Suddenly, her eyes went wide. “Wait... Something only I can help you with? Oh my! Twilight, did you finally find someone?”
Twilight shook her head. “No. And that’s the problem. Now that it’s been seven years since the previous agreement, the trade contract with Saddle Arabia is about to expire. And they’re coming here next week to negotiate a new contract! I’ve been writing back and forth with Celestia about it, and she says it’s essential that I have a husband, or they won’t take me seriously.”
Cadance nodded. “Yes, a well-known part of their culture. The mare is expected to lead her household, and how can a mare be trusted to lead an entire country if she can’t even lead her household ... or doesn’t have a household? But that’s an easy one, Twilight. You don’t have to scramble to find a husband in a week or anything. Just do what Celestia and Luna always did – have a stallion fake being your husband while the delegates are here. I’m surprised Celestia herself didn’t suggest it.”
“She did, but that’s just it – who?”
“Well, Celestia always used Fancy Pants. I’m not sure who Luna used. I never did get that bat pony’s name.”
“Fancy Pants is great, yeah,” Twilight agreed. “He’s pretty much the only Canterlot noble worth his title. But they already think he’s married to Celestia – I can’t use him!”
Cadance nodded. “Well, who else do you have who you can trust?”
“All my friends are mares!” Twilight threw up her hands. “That’s never been a problem before now.”
“Maybe one of their friends or family?”
Twilight shook her head. “I could ask AJ to let me borrow Big Mac, but he’d stick out like a big red sore thumb in a place like this. He’s really nice, but he’s also obviously a farm pony, and they wouldn’t believe for two seconds that he actually belonged in a royal court. Fluttershy’s brother is an obvious no. And besides them ... there just isn’t really anypony else.”
“Hmm...” Suddenly, Cadance grinned. “I know! Shining Armor!”
“But he’s married to you!”
“The Saddle Arabian delegates don’t know that.” Cadance shrugged. “And he’s perfect. Completely trustworthy, knows how to behave in court, and I already know the two of you get along great.”
“But ... wouldn’t that be, you know, weird?”
“You’re not actually marrying him.” Cadance gave her a mock-stern look. “He’s mine.” Her look broke into a smile. “It’s only for show, only for a few days while the Saddle Arabian delegates are here. You two can enjoy hanging out together for a few days, have some fun together just like old times, and all you have to do is call him your husband.”
It was starting to sound appealing, but Twilight was still grinding her teeth a little in worry. “But what if, you know, they expect us to, um ... to like kiss or something?”
Cadance laughed. “It’s a stuffy old diplomatic meeting, relax. If it was anypony other than you, they’d be bored out of their mind by it. I promise you, Twilight, nothing as interesting as kissing happens at those dreadful meetings. It’ll be fine.”
Despite normally being very good at doing so, Twilight couldn’t come up with any further objections or any other way it might go wrong. After a moment’s thought, she nodded. “Well ... alright. Can you send him to me by Thursday of next week?”
“Send him? Would you like that gift-wrapped? Or perhaps in discreet packaging?”
“I didn’t— I mean, you know what I...”
“Oh, you’re still so much fun to fluster.” Cadance took Twilight’s hand in her own. “Despite everything, Shining actually is a big strong adult stallion all on his own. I’ll let him know you need him, and you can count on him to show up when he’s needed. You know as well as I do that underneath that dopey guy is a stallion who always puts duty before everything else!” She leaned in. “Just one catch...”
Twilight’s eyes went wide. “A catch?”
“Uh-huh. Since you’re borrowing Shining for a few days, you owe me one of your friends for a few days, whenever I need them.”
“Huh?” Twilight blinked. “One of my friends? Which one? And what would you need them for?”
Cadance shrugged. “Don’t know. But it’s always good to be owed a little favor now and then. You never know when you might need it.”
“But...” Ah, it didn’t really matter, did it? Twilight knew that any of her friends would be happy to go help Cadance if she needed anything, even without the matter of a favor being owed or anything like that. “You could just ask ... anytime. I’m sure they’d be happy to help.”
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Twilight fidgeted on her throne, twisting her ‘wedding ring’ around and around on her finger.
“You’re doing it again,” Shining Armor told her.
“No I’m not.” Resolutely putting her hands down into her lap in a practiced regal pose, Twilight glanced over at her brother, who was standing beside and behind the throne, in his carefully, diplomatically selected spot.
He obviously wasn’t buying it.
She looked away, back toward the doors that would admit the Saddle Arabian delegates any moment now. “It’s just strange, alright? It feels wrong. I was never the kind of mare to wear jewelry before. The crown was hard enough to get used to, and I don’t even wear that when I can get away with going without it.”
“There’s no reason to be nervous, sweetie.”
“Sweetie?”
“Good, good. Let’s get that kind of reaction out of the way before the delegates arrive. You’ve got to get used to it, at least while they’re here, remember? You sure can’t call me BBBFF, or if you do, you’ll have to make up something else for it to mean on the spot. And you can’t call me Shining Armor, because what married couple calls each other by their given names?”
Twilight shook her head a little. “Right, right ... um, honey.” She blinked forcefully, trying to clear her eyes and her thoughts. “It’s just ... a lot. I can’t believe we’re really going through with this.”
“You were the one who asked for this, remember?”
“Right, right...” Huh... Cadance must have given Shining Armor a bit of a different point of view when she’d told her actual husband about all of this.
At least it seemed like it should work. Shining had gone all out, with a very professional and princely-looking blue suit and bow tie. He absolutely looked the part of a ‘prince consort’ ... and that was probably because, technically, that’s what he was. Supposedly he and Cadance were co-rulers of the Crystal Empire, but Twilight knew – and so did everypony else – who was really in charge up there. One of them was an alicorn and the other was only there because he was married to her. Honestly, the idea of arrangements like that, of that kind of power disparity, was one of the things that prevented her from dating and looking for her own true husband.
Well, that, and the complications of courtship while wearing a crown – any of the common dating embarrassments would also be an embarrassment to the crown, not to mention that she’d never be completely sure if the pony she was dating wanted her or only wanted the crown. And, to be brutally honest with herself, she still hadn’t completely gotten over that nervous, awkward, neurotic part of herself, and she was sure that would come to the forefront quickly if she ever tried her hand at a romantic life.
She was starting to understand – better than she might have liked – why Celestia had always been serene, untouchable, unapproachable ... and single. And the reason for all of Celestia’s gentle prodding for Twilight to explore romance before becoming what she was today, ruler of all Equestria. Twilight had simply filed that away as being the same as the ‘dating advice’ she got from her mother – simply an older adult all too invested in living vicariously through the young. Now, though, she knew what Celestia had really been hinting at: ‘Have your fun now, before it’s too late.’ Well, now it was too late. This sham marriage between her and Shining Armor might be the closest she’d ever come to a real, serious relationship.
Too bad he was her brother. She knew he was a great guy, and if they weren’t related, maybe it would even be a lot of fun...
The doors opened. The court Herald came in. “Announcing Her Eminence, Nizam Amira and Nizam Consort Haakim.”
Twilight immediately put away all thought of anything else and focused on her two eminent guests, now entering the throne room. Both of them were tall, nearly as tall as herself, which was always a shock now that she’d begun getting used to towering over her Equestrian subjects. Amira was a sight to behold – pink with a dark bluish purple mane, accented by her long and flowing clothes of blue and gold. Well, long and flowing in most places, though they left open a scintillating gap expressly for the purpose of showing off her fit belly and elaborate piercing there. Her husband, Haakim was dressed just as elaborately, but far more provocatively – the way his scanty blue clothes left much of his hazelnut brown belly, chest, and back exposed definitely suggested his status as a trophy husband, a sex object ... not to mention the tiny briefs underneath it all, visible in the gaps between strips of cloth and obviously struggling to contain his bulge.
Despite herself, Twilight did have a reaction, though she made sure not to show it. Under her elegant royal gown, her futa cock stirred and her pussy dampened the specially made panties holding her own bulge in check. Another thing she’d had to get used to after becoming an alicorn. She liked to think that she was above all this romance stuff, and especially above all this sex stuff ... but her body did like to remind her how foolish that notion was from time to time.
Whatever. It didn’t matter. She couldn’t let that distract her from the diplomatic matters at hand ... though it did make her wonder for a moment whether she should have dressed Shining Armor more provocatively in order to compete. No, no – this was awkward enough already. She definitely did not need to be thinking of her brother that way!
As soon as they completed their slow march across the huge throne room, the two of them bowed. Only a slight bow of recognition from Amira, but a deep, subservient bow from Haakim.
“Welcome.” Twilight gave a slight bow in return, smaller than Amira’s, and without leaving her throne. “I am Princess Twilight Sparkle, Princess of Equestria after Princess Celestia and Princess Luna’s retirement. And though this is only our first meeting, I hope it will lead to a long and fruitful friendship between both us and our nations.”
It was a speech she’d been practicing for days now, and she hoped it struck just the right tone.
The way Amira looked at her and Shining, though... Well, that was an interesting look, to say the least. “I hope so as well,” she said simply, though her half-lidded eyes above slightly blushing cheeks implied much more.
What was that supposed to mean? Maybe it was just a negotiation tactic, hoping to get her flustered and draw her attention away from matters of state and to personal matters instead? Well ... it was dangerously close to working.
But Twilight wouldn’t be beaten that easily. Though this was her first meeting with the Saddle Arabian delegates, it was not her first international diplomacy experience. Best to keep things polite and professional for now. “I believe it is traditional to first get to know each other over coffee in a private, relaxed setting?”
Amira nodded, beginning to smile.
Excellent! It looked like all the notes she’d made on Saddle Arabian culture were paying off! “Then let’s move to the royal lounge for now.” She smiled too – this seemed to be going pretty well so far!
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Twilight sipped her coffee and nodded along as Haakim – at Amira’s prompting – recited a long litany of their successful and apparently delightful meetings first with Celestia alone and then with Celestia and Luna together.
The coffee was a good deal stronger than she was used to. Normally, she only drank tea, and certainly never this potent Saddle Arabian recipe. It was beginning to make her hands shake slightly – she resolved to sip very slowly and leave her cup only half finished. That probably wouldn’t be seen as a slight or a diplomatic incident ... and anyway, if either of the delegates seemed to show any offense at the unfinished drink, she could always pick it back up and finish the rest if need be.
She gave the slightest smile – Celestia would be proud – when Haakim had finished his apparently well-memorized litany. Would this meeting now be added to it as well? “Thank you,” she replied, “Princesses Celestia and Luna are very dear to me as well, of course, and I would have them back here to enjoy this time together if I could. Though I’m afraid this might seem too close to official duty to them, and I’d hate to offend their retired sensibilities. But, anyway, I’m happy to know you two were so fond of them.”
“Ah, and fond of their choice in husbands as well,” Amira said. “And I must say, though your own husband seems more in appearance like Princess Celestia’s, he is by no means as talkative. He reminds me more of Princess Luna’s husband, who was dark, mysterious, and all so intriguing.”
Was she being tested? Why would a topic like this even come up? She’d have to answer this carefully. “Yes. I, uh, I found him quite intriguing myself.”
Amira leaned closer to Shining Armor, placing her hand on the back of his. “Hm... Quite.” She stroked her fingers along his. “And his other qualities?”
Shining Armor pulled his hand back. “I’m married.”
For a moment, Twilight was shocked just how sincere and automatic that sounded ... but then she remembered it was actually true. While he wasn’t married to her, he was a married stallion, and quite happily so, by all accounts.
“Of course,” Amira said, drawing her hand back. She then just happened to press her fingers against her lips for a moment. Her eyes were still all over him, drinking in every detail, maybe even undressing him in her imagination.
Twilight blinked firmly and took a deep breath, forcing herself not to blush. Were they still trying to get her flustered? Well ... it was dangerously close to working! And, of course, it didn’t help to see Haakim laid out there in front of her on the opposite seat, sprawling luxuriantly with much of his well-toned body on full display. If this was a negotiation tactic, these delegates were even more astute than she’d been led to believe, and she’d have to be very careful to make sure Equestria’s interests weren’t harmed when renegotiating their trade agreement.
Had the two of them been like this with Celestia and Luna? Amira’s comments about their husbands certainly seemed to imply it. Maybe being sexually open and flirtatious like this was simply part of Saddle Arabian culture as well? It hadn’t been mentioned in any of her books on the subject, but she knew perfectly well that many of the books about Southern Equestria in general and Saddle Arabia in specific were woefully under-researched and often contained outdated information or outright misinformation.
She would have to be careful ... and she’d have to avoid looking at Amira or her husband’s bodies too much. She couldn’t afford to be distracted and lose concentration on what was truly important here...
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As soon as they were in their private chamber again, Twilight slumped back against the nearest wall, heedless of how it might ruffle the feathers on her wings. Despite it, though, she was smiling. “Whew... I ... I think that actually went really well!”
“You’re selling yourself short, Twiley. You were great with those two.”
She looked over at Shining, her grin growing even wider. “You really think so? You’re not just saying that to keep my spirits up, are you?”
Shining playfully poked her shoulder. “I mean it, Sis. You’re just as much of a diplomat as any princess Equestria has ever had.”
“Do not call me that, even in private, until the Saddle Arabians have gone back home,” she scolded, just in case they had some way of spying on her. Internally, though, she was squealing with delight at not only doing well in the negotiations so far, but also in getting real, honest praise from a pony she admired as much as her BBBFF. She settled for a regal nod. She had to keep her royal bearing these days, even in front of her brother. “You’ve been doing perfect, too, you know.”
“Oh?”
She winked playfully. “I couldn’t ask for a better husband.”
“Are you sure?” Shining laughed. “Because let me remind you, Cadance gave me full permission to do anything necessary to convince them I’m your husband.” He winked back, even more egregiously than she had. “So if there was anything else you needed from your ‘husband’...”
“Shining!” she squeaked, very much losing her royal bearing for a moment.
“What is it my dear?” All too seriously, he went down to one knee in front of her. “Say only what it is you need, my Queen! An embrace? A kiss? Even something so lewd as hand-holding? Merely say the word, my Mistress, and I am yours!”
Twilight had to turn then, taking a few quick steps away from him as she covered her blushing face and giggled uncontrollably. “Shining! Stop!”
“Nay, my lady!” he pursued her. “Please, scorn not your husband’s earnest affections!”
She had to close her eyes. If she looked at him, she’d bust out laughing in a very un-royal manner. “Do you”— she almost couldn’t say it through the suppressed snickers —“do you act like this with Cadance?”
He stood up and dusted off his knees, still smirking. “Only when she’s been very naughty.”
She looked at him again. She could finally manage that without losing herself. Probably. “Please, please – I am begging you – do not tell me about all the ways she’s been ‘naughty’.”
“Oh, but there’s so many! I had a whole list prepared and everything! You still like lists, don’t you?”
“No! Absolutely not! Not that kind!” She was blushing and smiling uncontrollably now, to the point where her cheeks hurt. “I do not need to hear about that kind of thing, especially not from you!”
Shining crossed his arms over his chest. “Well, fine if you’re going to be that way, wifey dearest. But once you find someone willing to bend you over the throne while nopony’s looking and rail you until you squeal and squirt all over it, you’ll understand.”
Twilight gasped and threw the nearest available object at him. Thankfully, that was only a pillow from the nearby lounge chair. “You did not do that to Cadance! I won’t believe it!”
Shining shot her the most deadpan serious face she’d ever seen. And he raised one eyebrow. “You’re right. I didn’t.”
“Oh thank goodness.”
“Cadance did it to me.”
“Nooo!” Twilight covered her own ears and screamed ... though her scream was somewhat interrupted by laughter.
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Twilight took a deep breath while being careful not to show it. She pushed the stack of papers across the big marble desk between her and Amira and rotated it to make it easier for the other mare to read. “Here it is, finally prepared. Side-by-side text in both Equestrian and Saddle Arabian, with all of the details just as we discussed.”
This was it! All that remained now was the signing, which should only be a formality. All the important agreements had already been made verbally, and now they only needed to put it into writing to make it official. Amira would sign under her name, then Twilight would take it back and sign under hers, and then she’d use her well-practiced duplicati spell to split the document into two absolutely identical copies, both of them officially the original. The deal was about to be done, set in stone for the next seven years before it was due for another renewal.
And it was an even better deal than she’d been expecting! Not only had the delegates agreed to keep everything pretty much the way it had been for the previous seven years – which was Twilight’s main goal going into it – they’d actually been willing to improve things substantially in exchange for trade priority for Equestrian grains and produce headed into Saddle Arabia.
Apparently, they’d been having a rather severe drought the last few years and badly needed the imported food. Twilight, of course, would have been happy to help them ease those troubles just out of the goodness of her heart ... but of course she hadn’t outright said so. And thanks to that, almost all of the Saddle Arabians’ tariffs on imported goods would be cut by seventy percent for the next seven years ... and she’d gotten permission to build an Equestrian embassy in the heart of Saddle Arabia’s capitol. For the first time in recorded history, Equestrian ponies – at least a few of them, in official capacity – would actually be able to visit the secretive and closed-off kingdom of Saddle Arabia! Twilight had closed important diplomatic agreements before, but never one that made her so excited and proud of what she’d done.
Amira glanced over at her husband. “Haakim?”
The tan stallion hurried to her side – from where he’d been standing next to Shining next to the desk – and picked up the papers. He put on a pair of glasses he’d pulled from somewhere in those strange, revealing robes of his, and he quickly worked his way through the document, page by page, his eyes quickly darting and drinking in every detail.
“Yes,” he said finally. “It is all as we agreed, and the translation work is accurate, though not elegant.”
“Sorry,” Twilight said before she could help herself. And at that point, she had to continue. “We only have a few royal scribes who speak Saddle Arabian, and even then, they don’t have much experience. They might not be as fluent as we’d like.”
“Entirely understandable.” Amira gave one slow nod. “Given how far apart our kingdoms are, it is impressive that you have any at all, and did not need to rely on translators from our own retinue.”
“Thank you.” Twilight gave her own slow nod in return.
“Now there remains but one thing to be done.”
“The signing,” Twilight prompted, eager to finally and completely seal the deal, before anything else could possibly go wrong.
Amira smiled. “In a manner of speaking, yes. You ponies of Equestria have your own ritual to formalize an agreement – the writing of names on paper. And we shall honor it as you honor ours.”
What? All her research hadn’t brought up anything about a special Saddle Arabian way of signing documents! What could she mean? Oh please just let it be something simple like a handshake or something! Or even some kind of Pinkie Promise! Though gripped by sudden panic internally at being caught unprepared, she forced herself to remain outwardly calm. “Of course. But, um, forgive my ignorance ... but what is your ritual, exactly?”
“I find it much more intimate and enjoyable than the Equestrian tradition.” Amira glanced at her husband. “Wouldn’t you agree, Haakim?”
He nodded, looking over his glasses with his eyes locked on Twilight ... rather low on her body, actually. “Indeed.”
For her own part, Twilight glanced in desperation toward Shining Armor. He gave a tiny shrug in return – no clue.
Amira just smiled at the way she’d let the suspense hang in the air. “As an agreement brings us together as one in matters of state or business, we also come together as one in body, and we sign our identities directly upon one another.”
Twilight’s mind raced, internal lights flickering and gears stripping. Amira could not possibly have meant it in that way. Surely it was merely something that had gotten lost in translation. Maybe Amira’s Equestrian wasn’t as good as they’d all thought it was? Should she call for one of their translators to clarify? But she couldn’t keep just sitting here and ignoring what had been said...
“You mean like ... sex?” Shining said, his face scrunched up. Twilight was glad she didn’t have to say it, though a little disappointed in him for blurting it out like that. Surely he was wrong and this was going to be frightfully embarrassing...
Amira gave a slight nod. “Precisely.”
What? Twilgiht’s eyes shot open wide. No, no, this was all wrong. Amira was supposed to correct a mistake like that, not confirm it! She shook her head. “Ah... Surely there must be some misunderstanding. You can’t really mean...” She couldn’t bring herself to say it. “Like with ... with you and me?”
“And Haakim and your husband as well. Thus, our households ceremonially join as one.”
“But ... but...” Twilgiht’s mind darted back and forth, searching for some way this could all be a big mistake ... or maybe some kind of off-color practical joke? Were the Saddle Arabians practical jokers? Her books hadn’t said anything about them having any sense of humor whatsoever, but maybe the books were incomplete, maybe their authors just hadn’t understood Saddle Arabian jokes... She took a deep breath. “Surely there’s some mistake... I... I mean, you couldn’t possibly have done anything like this in your previous meetings with Celestia and Luna, right? They would never...”
Amira smiled and closed her eyes, as if bringing back particularly pleasant memories. “Ah, yes. Your Princess of the Sun is a fierce and yet caring lover, giving both burning passion and warm sustenance much like the sun itself. And the Princess of the Night surely earned her reputation for the activities of the night, no? Never have I seen a mare so skilled in the subtle arts of teasing and restraint, to bring forth such a burst of delight when finally freed from her blissful torment. And that is to say nothing of their husbands, who were quite skilled in their own right.” She opened her eyes and nodded. “Have you never joined in passion with them yourself? It is an utmost tragedy for you to have missed such greatness whilst living so close to it.”
Twilight was afraid she was developing a bit of a thousand-yard stare at the moment, but she couldn’t help it. “She ... she never mentioned...”
“Hmm ... yes.” Amira nodded. “It is a shame that Equestrian culture is in some ways so much more restrictive than our own. I mean no slight, of course. I only wish things could be easier for all of you. Your Princess Celestia was very insistent upon secrecy in such dealings, insisting that no one must witness and no one must be told.” She shrugged. “I presume you will wish for similar secrecy? The former Princesses of Equestria seemed to think it would do untold damage to their reputations should anyone know of it.”
“I, uh...” Twilight tried to swallow, but couldn’t because her mouth had gone dry. She glanced around at the others in the room – only two court pages and half a dozen royal guards, entirely trustworthy, and she’d even grown up with some of these guards watching over her ... but that only made the idea of doing it right in front of them all the more appalling. “Yes. Yes, of course. In Equestria, um, such matters are always done in, uh, strictest privacy.” Okay, maybe not always true. Equestria probably had more than its fair share of exhibitionists ... but certainly true when it came to heads of state!
“Excellent.” Amira stood up with a smile. “May we invite you to our guest suite upstairs, then? As we have customarily done in the past for Princess Celestia and Princess Luna, we have cleared all staff and retinue from our rooms, so that we may consummate our agreement together in the Equestrian custom of privacy.”
“Uh...” Twilight had to admit it now. She definitely was shaking. Hopefully the delegates wouldn’t notice. Should she be standing up? It certainly seemed awkward to still be sitting while Amira stood. But would that be taken as consent to...?
“Twilight!” Shining said tersely from his place beside the desk. He was standing perfectly – stiffly – at military attention, which Twilight had learned over the years probably meant he was really worked up about something and struggling not to show it, falling back on old guard training.
Okay, good. At least that would give her a temporary excuse. “Pardon me,” she said, rising from her own seat, “but I think I may need to have a word with my husband before... Uh... Before we go any further.”
“Of course.” Amira nodded. “Take as much time as you require. Haakim and I shall be waiting for you in our suite.” With that, she made a quick little bow which Twilight only half-remembered to return. And then Amira briskly left, bringing her husband along close behind.
The absolute instant the door closed behind them, Shining Armor wheeled on her, an intense, panicked look in his eyes. “What the hay, Twiley? What the actual bucking hay? Did you just ... did you just say we're gonna...? I can’t! I just can’t! You know I’m married! And ... and besides, I can’t go in there with my—”
Twilight planted her hand over his lips before he could say it. She trusted these guards and pages not to gossip, and she was absolutely certain they weren’t spies, but it was always best to be safe, just in case. She glanced at the nearest guard. “Could we have the room please?”
“Of course, Your Highness!” Even more quickly than the Saddle Arabians had left, all six guards marched out of the meeting room through the other door, the court pages close behind.
Leaving her completely alone with her very agitated brother.
He tore her hand from his mouth. “I can not go into some room and, and take my clothes off and, and have ... have a bucking orgy with some random Saddle Arabians I just met. And I definitely can’t do that with my sister right there in the room watching it happen!”
Honestly, Twilight completely understood where he was coming from. If she allowed herself to, she’d probably be acting the same way, saying the same things. But this was too important to mess up. “Cadance did give you permission to do anything necessary, right?”
“Well, yeah. But ... but not...”
“And don’t worry about me being there. I won’t look at you, you won’t look at me. I’ll just focus on Haakim, and you can focus on Amira. It’ll be like we’re not even there for each other.”
He shook his head. “I... I can’t! Not with...”
“Is it because she’s not as pretty as Cadance? I knew the Saddle Arabians selected their international delegates at least partly based on physical attractiveness, but I guess I’ve never fully known until now why they do that. I always just thought it was to put negotiators in a better mood. I never thought it would be this involved! Isn’t diplomacy fascinating?”
“Twiley, snap out of it!” Shining stopped himself just short of slapping her, as if he’d only just remembered that she was Princess of Equestria now. He took a step back and shook himself, but looked at her no less resolutely. “You’re Twilighting again.”
“Sorry, sorry!” Twilight held her face. Had she really been Twilighting? She thought she’d successfully grown out of that by now. It must have just been because of all this nervous energy. It had to go somewhere.
“Yeah, she’s hot, duh. And she obviously knows it. Maybe not a match for Cadance, but close, sure. It’s not about how attractive she is!”
“Yeah, honestly ... phew. Wow. She even had me hot under the collar, and I’m usually not into mares that much. And don’t even get me started on Haakim! The lengths I’ve had to go to in order to avoid drooling all over him this entire time are just—”
Shining grabbed her hands. “Twiley, listen to me! I ... I can’t do this! It’s not about how attractive she is, or what Cadance would forgive me for, or even about being brother and sister.”
“Then...?” Twilight tilted her head.
He let go of her hands and turned around, sighing heavily. “I ... I don’t know how to explain it. It’s just so ... so wrong. How can you even consider doing something like this?”
Twilight came up behind him and held her hands on his shoulders ... an easy gesture to do now that she was significantly taller than him. “BBBFF...”
He looked up over his shoulder at her.
“You’re the best Captain the Equestrian royal guards have ever had. You’re a hero who has saved Equestria and the Crystal Empire, on multiple occasions. You successfully romanced and courted an alicorn princess of all ponies, and made yourself a prince, a husband, and a father. There is nothing you can’t do.”
He looked down again. “But...”
“Please, Shining. If you can’t do it for Equestria, do it for me. We’ve come too far, gotten too close in this deal to back out now.”
For a long moment, he was completely silent and still. Twilight gave him the time he needed.
Finally, he nodded. “Okay. We ... we stick to the plan. You deal with Haakim, and I’ll take Amira. And ... and it will be like we don’t even know each other are there. Right?”
Twilight used her grip on his shoulders to turn him around to face her. Unfortunately, their height difference put him staring almost directly at the cleavage her gown left exposed. Not the best way to put him at ease, probably. She used a finger to tilt his head upward, breaking his quivering stare. “Stick to the plan,” she told him. “Now... I’m going to stop by my own suite and, uh, freshen up a little first. I’ll meet you in the public lounge at the entrance of the visitors’ quarters wing. And don’t worry – we’ll make it through this, and it will be fine, no matter what.”
Shining took a deep breath, nodded, and stood up straighter. “Right. No matter what.”
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Twilight waited patiently in the visitors’ wing lounge. Well, not entirely patiently. She paced and fidgeted, wringing her hands together. What was taking him so long?
She herself had taken the time to shower, redo her mane, put on fresh makeup, and even dig out the special red lingerie Rarity had made for her ‘for a special occasion dear’ and put it on underneath the same gown she’d worn before, hoping it would give the sexy impression that she’d been wearing it underneath her clothes all day, that she always wore scandalous underclothes like this, because she was always ready to suddenly become the Princess of Spontaneous Sex anytime the need arose.
All of that had taken a significant amount of time. She was sure she’d find Shining Armor already here waiting for her. And yet, he was nowhere to be seen. She’d even sent guards off to check a few other likely locations, in case he’d misunderstood where they meant to meet up, but they hadn’t found any sign of him.
Oh no! Had he lost his nerve? Was he running for it, making a break for the next train back to the Crystal Empire? Was he going to try and get out of it by feigning some sudden sickness?
No, he couldn’t be. She knew him better than that. He was no coward. He knew what was at stake here. And yet ... where was he? He couldn’t possibly be getting ready for this long, could he? What was he trying to do, grow a mustache first?
She couldn’t wait any longer. Already, they’d been keeping the Saddle Arabian delegates waiting for an unseemly length of time, bordering on insulting. It would have to be done.
Twilight turned to the nearest guard. Given their uncanny ability to look identical to each other, it wasn’t easy, but she always tried to put effort into recognizing them as individuals. “Lieutenant ... Morning Star, right?”
She could tell he would be beaming a huge smile if he was any less professional – the look in his eyes, the slight twitch of his cheeks. That’s what made learning the guards’ names worth the effort.
“Princess?” he said succinctly, waiting for his orders.
“Please go to Shining Armor’s suite and find out if he’s still there. If he is, ask him the reason for the delay and remind him that his Princess and his sister has need for him. Then report back with what you’ve—”
She glanced up – in the corner of her eye, she’d just noticed someone coming into the room. It was ... Shining Armor!
“Ah,” she said. “Never mind, Lieutenant. There he is.”
If Shining Armor had spent the time freshening up, then it certainly hadn’t been very effective. He looked stressed, ruffled, bedraggled, even. His mane was in disarray, his perfect princely suit wrinkled and buttoned crookedly, his tie askew.
Her eyes went wide. “Shining! Are ... are you okay?”
“Is it that bad?”
She came to him. “What happened to you?”
“I, uh...” He drew a blank for a moment, glancing around nervously.
“Shining?”
He leaned in closer, so he could whisper near-silently. “Okay, I really shouldn’t be telling anypony about this, even you – it’s our secret backup plan in case anything should ever happen like our wedding day again. But, um... Cadance has this spell, and it lets us meet together and, uh, talk and stuff together anytime, anywhere, no matter what. Some kind of personal link astral projection, I think she called it...”
Twilight gasped. “That’s amazing! Even our most advanced unicorn researchers couldn’t get anything like that to actually work. Even I couldn’t get it to work! I’ve got to meet with her sometime and get her to teach it to me.”
“No, no.” He shook his head. “It only works for us. Something about the special magical bond we made together when we defeated Chrysalis...”
“Oh... Well, I’d still be fascinated to see how it works sometime.”
Shining nodded. “Right, right. But remember, I wasn’t supposed to tell you about it.”
“Oh, right.”
“Anyway...” He sighed. “Well, because of what happened... Or, um, because of what’s about to happen, I triggered the spell so I could talk to her about it.”
Oh no! If Cadance had berated him badly, that would explain his disheveled appearance. And it would almost certainly sink any chances of a favorable deal with the Saddle Arabian delegates! She winced, waiting for the worst.
“And ... and she was entirely okay with it. Apparently.”
Twilight breahed a huge sigh of relief. “Really?”
He nodded. “She told me that she’d already given me permission to do anything necessary to keep up the husband-and-wife act. Even ... even this. And she, um... Well, maybe I shouldn’t say it.”
“Thank goodness.” She hugged him. “But why...? Um... Well, I’ll just say it. What happened to your mane? And your clothes? And, well, um ... you?”
“There’s no hiding it, is there?”
“Hiding what?”
He blushed fiercely and pulled away from her hug. “Cadance, um, helped ‘prepare’ me for our next meeting with the Saddle Arabians.” He bit his lip for a moment, then blurted out, “Goddess above, Twiley, that mare can tease! She’s got me worked up to within an inch of my life! She’s never done something like this to me before. I’m ... I’m so damn horny right now I could explode!”
“Oh...” She blinked at him. Maybe that close hug hadn’t been a good idea. But probably best to press on with the matter at hand. “So, um, you’re ready to meet the Saddle Arabians ... in private?”
He nodded fervently, desperately.
“Well come on then, husband.” Twilight took his hand and led him down the hall toward the Saddle Arabians’ suite. Her own heart was all aflutter now. If she allowed herself to show it, she’d probably be more of a wreck than Shining Armor was.
Because, after all, she was no blushing virgin. Despite her lack of a romantic life, she’d had a few little dalliances here and there over the years. A handful of flings at Pinkie Pie’s raunchier after-parties. That time AJ had let her ‘borrow’ Big Macintosh. The occasional hand-picked royal guard at times she’d felt the need particularly keenly. But this was ... this was different.
Different why? When she questioned her own emotions, the obvious answer was that she’d never actually done it with somepony she really cared about before. But that didn’t make any sense. Of course she didn’t like the Saddle Arabian delegates like that. They were fine and all, but she didn’t love them or anything. Of course not. Did she? She searched her feelings ... no. No, that couldn’t be it. Then what...?
She suddenly felt all to keenly Shining’s warm hand in hers.
Oh... That was it. Of course she wasn’t actually about to have sex with Shining Armor. They were brother and sister! But she did care very deeply for him, and they were about to have sex together. Well, not together together, but together in the same room, at least. With each other there, if not with each other. And that was a big step for her. That must have been the source of the nervous energy tightening her chest and making her squeeze his hand a little too hard. Suddenly, she wondered what he would think of the fancy lingerie she was wearing beneath her gown.
No! She resolutely forced herself to remember that it didn’t matter. Stick to the plan. They weren’t even supposed to look at each other in there. That was the plan. Shining wouldn’t even see that lingerie because he wouldn’t be looking at her. She wouldn’t see what Shining was wearing because she wouldn’t look at him. It was all okay. It was going to be okay.
And there was the door to the Saddle Arabians’ suite, already propped open and with a hand-made sign stuck to the door: ‘Please come inside when ready.’
Shining Armor reached for the door while Twilight still hesitated.
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Twilight was shocked to see how transformed Canterlot Castle’s ‘Harmony’ VIP guest suite had become. The Saddle Arabians had not seen fit to keep it just like all the other VIP suites in the castle. Silk cloths draped from the walls and ceiling gave it a festive, almost tent-like atmosphere, and the air was thick with the scent of exotic cinnamon-like incense. Even all the furniture had been replaced, at least from this room, leaving the suite’s central greatroom festooned with intricately decorated cushions, relaxing-looking lounge chairs, and a giant fluffy bed in the exact center.
And on that bed...
The Saddle Arabian delegates were more stunning than ever. Despite her usual self-control, Twilight’s jaw dropped.
Amira had replaced her usual robes with something more like a corset, though it wasn’t like any Equestrian corset – instead, it seemed entirely made of tightly-wrapped silk scarves in an artful, braided pattern. Below, she wore what might charitably be thought of as a skirt, though it was perhaps more of an elongated loincloth, given the huge slits up each side of it that went all the way up, leaving her entire thighs exposed. It was so strange, seeing the blank pink expanse of her upper thigh. The complete absence of a cutie mark. In Equestria, it was the mark of someone far too young and immature to be dressed like that, but Twilight had to remind herself that these were technically not Equestrian ponies. They were far more exotic.
And Haakim was even more exposed. On his upper body, he wore only a series of thin, intertwined gold chains that served only to drape over and accentuate his muscles. And while he was wearing full-bodied, hip to ankle pants for once, they were so thin and sheer that Twilight could see everything beneath, making it pointedly obvious that he’d gone without his usual briefs underneath, and in fact without anything underneath, save for his deeply impressive cock already hanging out of his sheath and extending well down one of the legs of his loose, transparent pants. Twilight’s breath caught in her throat at the sight of it. She’d seldom seen the likes of that, and it was nearly even a match for her own!
Amira rose from her luxuriantly sprawled position on the bed and crossed half the distance toward Twilight. “Welcome,” she said.
“I, uh...” Twilight took a moment to gather her wits. And she tried to look away from the excessive cleavage caused by the way Amira’s outfit pressed her bust upwards. “Thank you for having us,” she said finally. “And I apologize for the wait.” She closed almost all of the remaining distance, coming quite close to the other mare, but not yet close enough to touch.
“There is no need for apologies. Does the fruit not taste all the sweeter when one must first wait for it to ripen?”
Twilight was mostly sure she understood what Amira meant. Mostly. She nodded.
Amira came a little closer, looking Twilight eye-to-eye as few others were tall enough to do. Already, they were so close that their breasts nearly touched, though neither of them yet made contact of any kind. “And,” she whispered, “is that fruit now ripe and ready to be plucked?”
Twilight shuddered. Her cock was already growing, escaping her lingerie and surely causing an obvious bulge in the front of her gown. Ripe indeed. “Yes,” she breathed.
Amira looked over her shoulder. “Haakim, dear, would you come relieve the Princess of her dress?”
Instantly, Haakim was by her side, already reaching for the laces of her gown. Twilight made no move to hinder him as he deftly untied them, loosened them, and then began to peel her gown downward. Twilight held her arms forward, allowing her sleeves to slide off of her. And it didn’t hurt that a position like that helped press her boobs together in a particularly impressive way.
It was encouraging to see the way Amira’s eyes lit up when Twilight’s breasts were finally fully exposed. Her lingerie top was semi-cupless, holding only the undercurves of her breasts, pressing them upward and outward while leaving her entire nipples and everything above entirely exposed. Not the most comfortable, by any means, but given the way both of the Saddle Arabian delegates stared at her, it was well worth it.
The gown slid down her torso easily enough, exposing her surprisingly well-muscled abs ... but then it got stuck in the obvious place, catching on her already semi-erect cock. That’s when Amira stepped in to help. Or, rather, she knelt down to help. With her hands guiding it over Twilight’s impatient bulge, the gown finally came completely free, dropping down her legs. Her big purple cock sprung forward, slapping Amira directly in the face.
Thankfully, she didn’t seem to mind at all. With one hand, she pressed the girth of it against her cheek. “My my, Princess...” She licked the side of it. “You are every bit as magnificent as your predecessors.”
“Woah...” Shining whispered from beside her. “It’s ... it’s even bigger than Cadance’s...”
Unfortunately, Haakim seemed to hear that. “Does your husband ... always compare you to others, Princess?”
“Every time.” Shining gave a quick laugh as he covered for his gaffe. “I, uh, just can’t help myself. She impresses me that much every single time I see her. Which, of course, you know I’ve seen her many many times in the past.”
Haakim nodded. “Then you are a lucky stallion indeed.” He placed his hands on Twilight’s shoulders. “May I?”
Twilight gave a slight nod. “Of course.” She wasn’t quite sure what he was asking, but at this point she wasn’t feeling too picky about it.
And what Haakim wanted, apparently, was to come up close behind her, reach around her, and gently caress her breasts. She sighed and leaned back against him. His touches were so light, so delicate – not the rough grabbing and squeezing like many of her previous lovers had done. He was practically worshiping her bust, and lightly teasing touches felt wonderful.
As he tended to her chest, Amira went further down below. She did not ask permission before running her tongue up the length of Twilight’s cock and then taking the tip of it into her mouth.
Twilight moaned deeply. She’d mostly only been with stallions before. Very seldom had anypony actually sucked her cock. It was a novel and welcome experience, especially with a mare so good at it. Amira worked her hands up and down Twilight’s shaft with loving gentleness ... while also slathering Twilight’s tip with lustful, messy abandon. And when Amira looked up and met her eyes, it made Twilight’s heart skip a beat.
“You Equestrian alicorns are so exotic to us, you understand?” Haakim said, still lovingly touching Twilight’s breasts. To have the endowments of both mare and stallion, not to mention all your other gifts.” He gave her breasts a bit of a firmer squeeze, making her squirm against him. “We have no one like you at home. Amira savors these chances which come only once every seven years.”
“Maybe...” Twilight gasped as Amira plunged significantly deeper on her cock. “Maybe we could meet more often?” She reached backward with one hand, first finding Haakim’s thigh, behind his thin baggy pants ... then following it to the side, until she felt the firmness and heat of his cock through his pants. She began slowly stroking him there.
“I like the way you think, Your Highness.”
“Please,” she said, “while we’re here ... just ... just call me Twilight, okay?”
“Very well, Twilight. Perhaps your husband would like to share in the bounty Amira is enjoying? We would be ingracious hosts to leave him thus ignored.”
Twilight suddenly stiffened ... and not in the good way. She’d almost entirely forgotten about Shining still standing there behind her and slightly to the side. Forgetting he was even there was, of course, all according to their plan, but of course he couldn’t be completely ignored here. That wouldn’t do at all. And yet, she obviously couldn’t have him down there next to Amira sharing her cock! She had to find something else, some other way to...
“Actually, uh, I had something else in mind,” Shining said. Oh thank goodness! He always did seem to know a way out of the stickiest problems!
“Ah... Haakim nodded. Does he not partake in your male pleasures, even though you are female? A shameful waste, one would think, but neither I nor my wife are here to judge.”
“No, no.” Shining held his hands up. “I ... I like mare-cock. I like mare-cock plenty! All the time!”
Twilight blinked. That had sounded altogether too honest. Oh no! Cadance was an alicorn. Cadance therefore had a cock. And she was suddenly finding out far more than she ever wanted to know about her brother’s sex life!
Shining continued, “But, um, would it be too forward of me to ask for a little bit of what my, uh, wife is having?”
Amira pulled herself off of Twilight’s cock. “But of course!” She rose, he mouth still a little messy. “Please, come remove your clothing and take a seat on the side of the bed, and I shall tend to you with all of my skill.” She glanced at her husband. “And Haakim will likewise do his best to serve your lovely wife.”
Good, good. Twilight breathed a sigh of relief. All according to plan.
Shining must not have been kidding about being worked up already, because he rushed to the bed, awkwardly shedding clothes as he went. Twilight averted her eyes before she could see anything she didn’t want burnt into her memory. And turning ... turning brought her face to face with Haakim. Not a bad situation to be in.
Haakim’s strong arms traced their way further down her body now, before wrapping around her waist and drawing her closer to him. If he cared that her cock was now rubbing against his, separated only by a thin gauzy layer of pants fabric, he showed no sign of it. He smiled and looked her shamelessly straight into the eyes. “How may I serve you, Twilight?”
She didn’t bother answering with words. Instead, she reached down and blatantly grabbed his magnificent horsecock through those thin pants of his. It truly was one of the best she’d ever touched, and only growing better as it stiffened under her touch. Soon, she grew frustrated with the fabric barrier between them and reached up for the drawstring tying his pants closed at the top.
“May I?” she asked.
“Of course.”
Though her fingers were still trembling slightly, she still managed to move them quickly. She didn’t use her magic, not for this. This was something best done with her hands.
Quickly, she had him untied. And then she sent his pants sailing down to his hooves, leaving him completely bare in front of her. Their cocks touched together. Twilight shuddered. It was ... it was the first time she’d ever touched her cock against somepony else’s. What an interesting sensation... Of course, she wanted more than just that. She reached down with both hands, stroking him, finally feeling the warm supple skin of his cock, using her grip to press their two shafts together as she grinded against him slightly.
He certainly seemed to appreciate it. With his hands around her hips, he pulled her even closer, building up more pressure between them. One hand slid down, briefly passing over her frilly thong and then grabbing a huge handful of her ass. He was not gentle and subtle about it now ... and that was perfect. She didn’t want to be. Goddess above, she was absolutely dripping into her panties.
But then she hear a loud slurp, and a shuddering moan in Shining Armor’s voice.
Despite her better judgment, she turned to look.
Shining Armor had his button-up shirt open, his jacket, tie, and even his pants nowhere to be seen. But, thankfully, Twilight didn’t see any part of him that was indecent... Not technically. Because Amira’s head was pressed tightly against his crotch. Most of his indecent parts were inside her throat right now.
A shudder ran through Twilight’s body. Oh goodness ... to feel something like that...
And Amira herself was quite the sight. She was on her knees in front of him, with her ass stuck straight upward, her tail lifted high above it. The thin draping of her loincloth-like skirt covered precious little of her ass cheeks, and where it did cover, the silky fabric clung tightly to her, especially in a small but growing damp spot just under her tail.
Haakim must have felt Twilight’s cock twitching against his own. “I take it you desire my wife nearly as much as I do?”
“Y-yes.” Twilight shuddered.
He used his grip on her waist to turn her around, pointing her – and her cock – toward his wife. “Please, take of her as you will. She is ready for you, and I would not take the honor of the first plunge away from our most esteemed guest.”
She glanced back at him. “You’re ... you’re sure? You’re sure you don’t mind me, um ... fucking your wife?”
“It is our great honor.” He pushed her slightly forward.
Twilight stepped forward almost in a daze. She knelt behind Amira. She reached down and pulled the fabric of Amira’s skirt to the side, revealing that the mare indeed wore nothing whatsoever beneath. Her glistening-wet pussy was exposed, still trailing a slight thread of juices between it and the skirt that had just been against it.
Amira took a moment to pull herself off of Shining’s cock. It remained thankfully hidden behind her. She glanced back. “I welcome you, Twilight. May we join as one.”
“Um...” Twilight looked down at Amira’s wet and slightly-parted pussy lips. Up at Amira’s face. Down again at her own ragingly-hard cock. “Uh ... thank you.”
Not knowing what else to say, she merely scooched a little closer, until her tip touched the warm curve of Amira’s ass. Amira went back to enthusiastically sucking Shining’s cock, completely leaving Twilight to do as she wanted.
Amira was not Twilight’s first mare ... but she would be only Twilight’s second. She held her own cock just below the tip and moved it into place, pressing herself against Amira’s entrance. This was still very much a special occasion for Twilight, and she made sure to savor the feeling as she slowly – and quite easily – nudged her tip into the mare’s tight warm depths. Such a spectacular feeling, actually being inside a mare!
Thanks to Amira’s prolific juices, there was only the slightest hint of resistance as Twilight indulged herself and slid the rest of the way in. She rested her hands on the mare’s generous backside, squeezing the firm softness there as she slowly filled Amira completely, until she finally had her entire cock inside the mare.
Twilight shuddered, running her hands up and down the curve of Amira’s back. She simply held still for a moment, savoring the tight squeezing warmth, enjoying the slight motions of Amira’s body as she sucked ... as she sucked Shining Armor’s cock.
It was odd... She really shouldn’t be, but she was starting to get used to the idea of that happening. It wasn’t quite triggering her gag reflex anymore. Well, probably just because she was just so intensely horny right now. Everything else faded to the background when inside of a willing, lovely mare.
Slowly, gradually, Twilight began moving inside of her, getting a feel for her depths and the way they hugged so tight and supple. Why had she gone so long without this feeling? Her first time with a mare had been Cheerilee, of all ponies. And it had supposedly been for strictly academic purposes, to take scientific notes on how it felt from the perspective of a pony who was able to feel penetrative sex in both giving and receiving. At this moment, wrapped in the bliss of Amira’s pussy, Twilight couldn’t imagine why she’d left it at that and considered her experiments complete with just one set of notes. This was wonderful – a feeling like diving into warm water, and also that warmth becoming a part of her, flowing upward from down below. She resolved to herself that after this was over, she was going to find a mare – female guard, castle maid, or even just a prostitute if need be – to experience this with again.
Before she could delve too deep into her plans, though, a welcome distraction came. Haakim’s hand on her ass, pulling her lingerie’s thong to the side. He must have already been able to see her pussy and quite a lot of her balls as well. “Would you like to have me inside of you, Twilight?” he asked.
“Yes please!” she squeaked, her wings instinctively spreading open.
Taking the cue perfectly, even though he surely didn’t have any pegasus ponies or alicorns to practice with at home, Haakim took hold of the base of her wings, one in each hand, and he used that for leverage to gently – but quite insistently – press his cock forward.
It was only after he was fully inside her that she realized where he must have learned a trick like that.
Whatever. Didn’t matter now. She already had plenty to not think about, given that her brother was right there in front of her, studiously not looking at her. She could file those other things away in ‘things to not think about later’.
For now, she could allow herself to just soak in the bliss. She’d been in a mare before, and she’d had stallions inside her before. But she had never before done both at the same time. It was absolutely overwhelming, with the pleasure from one end blurring over into the other. Both Haakim and Amira remained almost entirely still, simply letting Twilight rock back and forth between them.
While normally, pulling out was merely the prerequisite to return to the exquisite feeling of pushing back in, there was no sense of that this time. Because every time she was pulling out of Amira, Haakim was going deliciously in. And every time she pulled away from Haakim, it was to plunge her cock deep inside Amira’s warm, welcoming depths. It was as if she couldn’t even breathe. No respite from the pleasure.
Despite that, it was Shining who finished first. Not something Twilight would have wanted to know, of course, but there was no avoiding it. From the orgasmic whimper out of Shining’s own mouth to the way Amira’s body tensed around her cock, there was no way for Twilight to avoid knowing the exact moment when her brother came inside the Saddle Arabian dignitary’s mouth. Twilight also tried to avoid speculating about the volume of it, but given how long he kept going and how many swallowing motions Amira made ... well, it had to be quite a lot. Whatever Cadance had done with him through that spell, it had to have left him tremendously on edge!
When he’d finally finished, Amira tilted her head back and swallowed once more. “Lovely!” she said. “I can see why you chose such a fine stallion as your husband, Twilight. Excellent in both volume and flavor.”
“Um... Thanks?” Twilight said, very much hoping that Amira wouldn’t elaborate any further. She’d stopped moving, leaving the three of them stationary except for their bodies throbbing inside and around one another’s.
Amira slid forward, out from underneath her. Not wasting the opportunity, she planted a few kisses against Shining's exposed belly and chest as she went. For his own part, Shining took the opportunity to grope at Amira’s still-covered breasts. With a wet pop, she completely pulled off of Twilight’s cock ... and kissed Shining on the lips at the same moment.
She then pushed Shining down to lie with his back against the bed. It obviously wasn’t difficult. The poor guy was out of it. “Now,” she said, “since I have unfortunately spent your husband so early, perhaps you would like to sample the charms of my mouth again? In the meantime, he can tend to my needs in much the same way.”
It took a moment for Twilight to even realize what the mare had said. These Saddle Arabians could be awfully circuitous with their speech at times. As soon as she did, though, she nodded eagerly. “That sounds wonderful!”
“Then I shall need to be rid of this.” With a surprisingly easy-looking motion, Amira deftly tugged at a couple of the strips of silk that made up her bodice. Once those were undone, the rest simply fell off of her, as if it had barely been held on in the first place.
Twilight bit her lip slightly, and her pussy clenched around Haakim’s cock. Wow. If anything, the provocative clothing Amira had been wearing actually didn’t do her justice at all. Her pink breasts weren’t quite as large as Twilight’s own, but they were close, and they were enviously perky and round. Twilight would have thought them to be implants if she hadn’t instinctively reached out and touched one, feeling the distinctive deep and soft squish of a very real titty.
“You like them?” Amira asked.
No answer was necessary. Twilight happily grabbed the other one as well, squishing them together as she once again started rocking herself back against Haakim’s hard cock.
Amira stared Twilight straight in the eyes. “Perhaps later, you could lie your lovely feminine shaft between them as your husband enters you from behind. Would that not be lovely?”
For a moment, Twilight froze. The idea of Shining actually fucking her short circuited her brain. But she soon forced herself to snap out of it and keep up appearances. “That, uh, does sound lovely, yes. But for now, maybe Haakim could keep going?”
“It would be my honor and pleasure,” he instantly said from behind her.
It only took the untying of one more silk strap for Amira to undo the waistband of her skirt, letting it drop to the floor at her hooves. She then lost no time in climbing atop the bed, swinging her leg over Shining, and planting her pussy against Shining’s face as if ready for a sixty-nine. Except instead of going down to Shining’s cock, she—
Twilight shut her eyes, but it was too late. She’d seen her brother’s cock! And she’d never be able to unsee it. Even withered after blowing his load in Amira’s mouth, it was still pretty impressive for a stallion his size, mottled pink and draped over his thigh and glistening with the other mare’s spit. Even with her eyes closed, Twilight could still see it.
Haakim touched her back. “Is something the matter, Twilight?”
Instantly, she snapped out of it. She made sure to keep complete and total eye contact with Amira, without a single downward glance. “No, no. Just, uh, savoring the moment. But you’re right. Let’s begin.”
To save the awkwardness of trying to shuffle forward together, Twilight regretfully pulled herself off of Haakim’s cock. Only temporarily, she promised herself. By the time she made it to the edge of the bed, Amira was already waiting with eyes gently closed and mouth wide open, her tongue stretched out invitingly.
Twilight took full advantage ... while stalwartly refusing to think about where Shining’s cock had just been. Oh Goddess above! Where it had just ejaculated! She just had to hope that Amira’s swallowing had been very thorough, so that no trace of her brother’s cum would be lingering there in Amira’s mouth ... as Twilight’s cock slid into it.
Soon, though, it didn’t matter. Just as before, Amira’s mouth was lovely, and her tongue was oh-so-enthusiastic when it came to dealing out pleasure. This time, though, she wasn’t merely teasing Twilight’s tip. With her hands against Shining’s knees, Amira simply held herself in place and allowed Twilight to use her mouth as Twilight saw fit.
And at this point, Twilight saw fit to plunge herself deep inside, until Amira’s boisterously working tongue flicked against her very sheath. Even then, the other mare didn’t so much as open her eyes. She merely moaned slightly in pleasure – maybe because of what Shining was doing down underneath her? And Twilight didn’t even care what the reason might be. The slight vibrations against her entire shaft felt too lovely to be stopped over such trifling details.
A moment later, Haakim’s cock became reacquainted with her pussy. This time, though, he didn’t merely hold still and let Twilight move against him – he fucked her.
It was all Twilight could do to stay standing, trembling between the two of them. As much as she’d liked being the one moving, being the one setting the pace, she had to admit that at least when it came to being on the receiving end, she honestly truly enjoyed being used however her stallion saw fit. Surrendering that control drove her crazy on the inside somehow, especially when Haakim once again took hold of her wings, only this time so much more firmly and dominantly. She was an absolute mewling wreck, letting out girlish gasps with every firm thrust of Haakim’s cock inside her. She shamelessly held Amira’s head in place, allowing Haakim to drive her in and out of his wife’s mouth. And, somehow, even though she was getting a blowjob from a passive, submissive mare, that part felt like a loss of control as well, because it was actually Haakim driving the motion.
Twilight lost herself in it, completely losing track of time and simply rolling her eyes back in her head in pleasure. She was drawing closer and closer to ... closer to ... oh goodness...
Only ... it ended all too soon. Amira pulled herself up off of Twilight’s cock, and when she did so, Haakim paused as well. Twilight breathlessly came down from her nearly orgasmic high.
“I apologize for the interruption,” Amira said. She reached down between Shining’s legs and grabbed his now-stiff cock. “But your husband seems to have recovered, and I would very much like to feel him again.”
“Oh...” Darn it! She’d looked at his cock again! And this time it had been hard! Why were his balls so big and juicy-looking? Even bigger than hers!
“Unless,” Amira continued, “you would prefer him to take Haakim’s place for a time?”
Twilight’s throat closed at the idea, momentarily blocking her reply. “No, no,” she squeaked out as soon as she could manage. “I, um, I have him all the time, of course. While you’re here, he should be able to entirely focus on you.”
“Such a generous ruler.” Amira lifted one leg, allowing Shining to roll out from underneath her.
Twilight really really tried to avoid looking at his ass as he did that. She was not successful. Why ... why did he have to be so damn ... damn ... spankable?
Soon, Shining was on his knees on the bed behind Amira, happily plowing away at her, and Amira’s mouth was back to work on Twilight’s cock.
Maybe it was only because she was getting her cock sucked while also getting fucked by a positively fabulous horsecock, but for those blissful moments, Twilight was sure that everything was right with the world, and not even her brother blatantly staring at her scarcely-covered tits while he fucked another mare could change her mind about that.
It didn’t matter. What harm was there in a little look? She’d seen him, after all. It was only fair.
Even better, Amira was now holding herself up with only one hand on the bed, which left her other hand free to do more interesting things. Such as gently petting Twilight’s sensitive balls through her lingerie. Such as reaching further than that and massaging Twilight’s clit. Such as grabbing Haakim’s cock, pulling it out of Twilight on the back stroke, and angling it up between Twilight’s legs so she could take a turn sucking his as well ... before reversing that and pressing him right back inside Twilight.
Twilight didn’t even mind losing out on a little pleasure each time that happened. It was just so pony-feathering erotic to see this dignified mare switching happily between two different cocks. To feel Haakim’s shaft throbbing against her balls as his wife’s sloppy tongue work drew him closer and closer to release. To see her own juices dripping off Haakim’s mouth just before it passed Amira’s lips.
Behind Amira, though, Shining was getting more and more into it, bending low over her back ... which brought his face perilously close to Twilight’s cock, especially in the moments when Amira switched to sucking Haakim instead.
That might not have been too bad ... except for when Haakim, looking past Twilgiht’s shoulders, noticed it. “My dear wife,” he said, “I know it is not my place to say such things, but...”
Amira yanked herself off of Twilight’s cock and gasped for air. “You may speak, Haakim, always.”
“Well, perhaps you are keeping Twilight too much to yourself, and thus being unthoughtful toward the stallion now inside you? Surely he, too, yearns for a taste.”
“As always,” Amira said, “you are wise beyond your station, my loyal husband.” She leaned forward a little and took hold of Twilight’s hips. “Here, come a little closer, Twilight, and allow your own husband to sample what is rightfully his.”
Twilight and Shining’s eyes met. They froze. Hopefully Amira didn’t notice, since she was right back to sucking Haakim’s cock. Hopefully Haakim was too distracted by the sucking to notice as well.
Twilight stared at Shining. Shining stared at Twilight. Neither moved.
Haakim had noticed. “What is the matter, Prince Shining Armor? Did you not say you greatly enjoy pleasuring your wife in this way?”
Lightning quick, Shining reached out his hand and almost touched Twilight’s cock. “Right! Yeah, of course – all the time! I...” He glanced up at Twilight.
She looked back down at him, trying to fervently shake her head no without tipping off either of the Saddle Arabians.
Either her gesture was too subtle, or Shining ignored it for the greater good. His hand touched her cock. Stroked it.
Twilight shuddered. No! She was ... she was feeling pleasure! Pleasure from her brother’s hand! This was wrong, this was incest, this was—!
All thought ceased when Haakim once again re-entered her. And this time, Amira’s eager tongue was joined by Shining Armor’s stroking hand. How did that make it so much better? How was he so good at this? Was it because he had one of his own and knew how to work it, or was it from getting so much practice with Cadance? Twilight went weak in the knees, barely managing to hold herself up. Her orgasm was on its way now, that was assured.
The next time Amira switched to sucking Haakim, she took matters into her own hands. Rather than use her free hand to directly pleasure Twilight, this time she reached up and grabbed Shining by the horn, pulling him down onto Twilight’s cock and setting the pace of his sudden blowjob.
Twilight stared down at him, her eye twitching. Shining stared back up at her, helplessly, as Amira pulled him further down and forced Twilight’s cock down his throat.
There was no stopping it. In Saddle Arabian culture, mares are dominant over stallions, and she must have slipped back into that, enforcing the stallion’s place with his mare just as she was accustomed to doing.
Only ... this was a terrible, horrible mistake. This ... this could not be happening. Her cock could not be inside her brother’s mouth! Not ever! And yet ... the evidence of her eyes didn’t lie. And even worse, the evidence of her cock was even more truthful. Shining Armor was good at this. The light sucking motions he made, the slow rubbing of his tongue, the way he twisted his head slightly as he pressed downward again and again ... or was it Amira doing that part for him?
This time when Amira put Haakim’s cock back inside Twilight, Amira didn’t go back to sucking. She looked up at Twilight with a twinkle in her eyes. “You have such a wonderful and dedicated husband, Twilight.” She forced him all the way down. “Truly, I would be jealous, if not for already being very satisfied with my Haakim.”
Twilight struggled to hold herself back from orgasm. She would not – could not – cum inside her brother’s mouth. Absolutely impossible. And inevitable. And unacceptable. And unavoidable. But most importantly, totally completely impossible.
Thankfully, all her desperate tensing had a distracting side effect – Haakim’s cock was flaring deep inside her. He was almost about to cum! If she could just hold off a little longer, squeeze him a little tighter... Yes!
Somehow, Amira seemed to be able to sense what was about to happen. “You mustn’t impregnate Equestria’s princess, dearest. Give it to your wife instead. Give to me what is mine.”
Instantly, Haakim yanked his cock out of Twilight’s pussy and thrust it forward between her legs. With Shining’s mouth still firmly planted against her sheath, Twilight felt the pulsing of Haakim’s cock against her balls.
Haakim’s wide-flared tip nearly obscured Amira’s face, and there was no hope of her fitting the entire breadth of it inside her mouth. But she planted her lips against the hole in the end and soothingly stroked his length while she swallowed mouthful after greedy mouthful. Twilight couldn’t help but feel a little twinge of envy, seeing what she’d just been robbed of ... but even in her lust-addled state, she did have to admit that getting impregnated by the delegate would have been somewhat of a diplomatic disaster.
Still though ... she could only imagine how it would feel to have that broad-flared tip up against her womb, pumping her very much full...
All the while, Amira held Shining’s horn, forcing him against Twilight’s sheath. He didn’t struggle – rather, he kept working at it, diligently swallowing against her cock in his throat, massaging her shaft as if begging for the same treatment as Amira.
Thankfully, now that Haakim wasn’t working his cock inside her, Twilight was able to hold back her orgasm once more. Just a little longer...
Finally, Haakim was done. His cock fell away, splatting against Twilight’s inner thigh before dropping between his own legs. And Amira finally released her grip on Shining’s horn, allowing him to come up and breathe ... and at least take a break from the incestuous filling of his throat.
“Exquisite, my dear. As always.” Amira licked her lips. Then she looked up at Twilight. “And you... I believe I owe you a fore-promised set of breasts to caress your shaft? Sadly, my husband is too well-spent to offer his services again so soon, but I have felt how eagerly your husband’s shaft throbs inside of me when he pleasured you. I am certain he would be happy to take Haakim’s place instead, no?”
Once again, Shining and Twilight froze, staring at each other. A bit of drool leaked from Shining’s mouth.
Rather than waiting for an answer, Amira took action. She pulled herself off of Shining and settled down on the bed, her long, sleek belly up and her legs hanging off the side. With her hands, she pressed her pink breasts together, producing a lovely valley of cleavage between them.
Still, Twilight and Shining stared at each other, mortified at the thought of what might be about to happen.
“Come, Twilight,” Amira said. “It is shameful that we have thus neglected you, to leave your shaft as the last unspent. Come, let me serve you in the best way I can. And come, Shining Armor, do your husbandly duty and see to your wife’s needs, just as Haakim will now see to mine.”
Shining stared up at Twilight. “Uh... Twiley?”
Finally, Twilight tore her eyes away from him. “Do your duty, husband,” she commanded.
Without so much as another glance at him, she went over and took her place astride Amira’s body. It was best if she simply didn’t think about it. Or perhaps if she thought of him as her actual husband, rather than her brother. As long as she made it through this, it didn’t matter. She just had to see this through, and then it could be done. And let come of it what may. She was the Princess of Equestria. She could do what was required, no matter the taboo.
As soon as she pressed her cock down between Amira’s heavenly-soft boobs, Haakim was in his place, kneeling at the edge of the bed between Amira’s legs, already at work with his tongue. The only one missing was...
Shining Armor’s hands were shaking badly as he took hold of Twilight’s hips. But to his credit, he voiced no objections. He simply slid his still-hard cock into place ... only to find it blocked by Twilight’s lingerie bottoms, which had slipped back to cover her.
Twilight reached back behind herself and pulled the thin strap of the thong to the side again. Here it was – the point of no return.
Shining’s cock entered her. Easily. Effortlessly. Aided by Amira’s lingering juices, not to mention Twilight’s own, fueled by her near-orgasm with Haakim, the two of them glided together perfectly. It didn’t hurt that he was a fair bit smaller than Haakim. Certainly not too small, though. Still plenty enough to fill her with tingling warmth, and even with a bit of satisfying pressure as he fully hilted inside her.
“I’m sorry,” he whispered so, so softly in her ear. The delegates couldn’t possibly have heard him.
Twilight looked back at him and met his eyes with an intense gaze of her own. She didn’t dare speak it out loud, but she did her best to convey, ‘don’t be sorry, just finish this’.
Maybe it was somewhat of a mystical connection between siblings, but the message seemed to get through. Shining started moving inside her, holding her hips to steady himself as his shaft easily glided against inner walls it was absolutely never meant to touch.
For her own part, Twilight struggled to relax. She’d need to relax in order to reach her own orgasm and end the ordeal. She could just ignore who it was inside her. She could pretend it was the intriguing and alluring Haakim instead. She could pretend it wasn’t even a real cock, just a magically enhanced dildo, like she often used to pleasure herself in lieu of seeking actual romance or scandalous misuse of sworn royal guards.
Only ... she didn’t imagine any of that. She couldn’t ignore her brother’s cock. Shining Armor’s cock. Despite not being as large as Haakim, Shining’s somehow felt far better inside her, as if it somehow just knew how to hit every part of her exactly how she needed to, as if they were somehow – oh-so-wrongly – a perfect fit for each other, inside and out.
While the feeling of sliding between Amira’s gorgeous breasts was lovely, it was scarcely more than a distraction, even when Amira leaned her head forward and began licking the tip of Twilight’s cock every time it pushed forward.
Everything was fading away, everything except her brother’s cock inside her. Even the pleasure her cock felt somehow just became a facet of what Shining Armor was doing with her. To her. In her. His cock was a fire inside of her that could only be quenched with the flood of orgasm, an orgasm that just stubbornly wouldn’t quite come, as if it was waiting for something, something that just wasn’t there yet.
Even when Amira came, Twilight still couldn’t reach her forbidden peak. By all rights, that should have done it. Amira planted her lips against Twilgiht’s cock as she came, muffling her moans of passion with Twilight’s swollen, drooling tip. Her body writhed underneath Twilight, meaning Twilight didn’t even need to move – Amira’s breasts heaved and moved against her all on their own, clenched together even more tightly now that Amira lost control and squeezed them hard.
And yet ... still not quite there. Never ... quite ... there...
Desperately, Twilight turned her head and stared back at her brother. “Shining!”
Once again, he somehow seemed to mystically sense what she wanted. Or maybe he’d merely reached his own limit. His cock began to flare inside of her, spreading her deep inside.
Twilight screamed her brother’s name as the first hot jet of his cum plumed deep inside her. They came together, in perfect synchrony, every throb of his cock matched by an answering squeeze of her pussy. Heedless of the consequences, Twilight milked her brother’s orgasm mercilessly, her body instinctively fighting to drain every last drop from his oh-so-heavy balls.
At the same time, of course, her own heavily flared cock was pulsing ... painting Amira’s face and breasts white with splash after splash, her long-overdue orgasm more prolific than any she’d had in years.
And yet, Twilight scarcely noticed the mare underneath her. Far, far more important was what was happening inside her. A deep, deep need she’d never recognized or even admitted the existence of was being filled, utterly filled in the best possible way. In the moment, she didn’t even care if she got pregnant. She wanted to get pregnant. Finally, finally, she was with a stallion she deeply and truly cared about. Not just a fling. Not just a glorified masturbatory aid. A real live stallion she loved with all her heart ... and with all her body. All she wanted was to feel his pleasure. All she wanted was for him to feel hers. And the only only only thing that mattered was the pulsing hot fountain of love deep inside her. True, actual, sticky, gooey love.
The excess of their love oozed out between her and Shining, drizzling yet another source of white onto Amira’s body. Slowly, Twilight opened her eyes, not even aware of having closed them. Shining Armor’s head rested against her back, just above her wings. He was panting heavily, his arms wrapped tightly around her. Slowly, slowly, his cock shrank, releasing another splash of white onto Amira’s body when it finally fell free.
Twilight fell to the side, flopping onto the bed. Shining fell with her, spooning her from behind.
And Amira propped herself up on her side, heedless of how all the cum on her body drizzled down toward the bedsheets. “Ah, such a beautiful sight, my dear Haakim. Do you think, perhaps, we have just witnessed the conception of a new heir to Equestria’s royal family?”
Twilight was too far gone to even panic about the idea of being impregnated with her brother’s incestuous offspring. She touched her belly, feeling the warm glow of magic there. And she knew that it had happened. It must have. And she only felt bliss.
Haakim sat on the bed next to Amira and stroked her mane. “You were right about Equestria’s new princess, my love.”
Amira nodded. “Indeed so, indeed so. But I fear they may now need some well-earned rest.” She rose up and stretched, wiping a little bit of cum from her breasts before sucking her finger clean. “Let us leave them the bed for now, while we seek the suite’s showers. Once they have recovered, we shall finish the signing ceremony of their kind.”
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Twilight felt sick to her stomach. And it was not, she sternly told herself, because of morning sickness or any such thing. It was far too early in her pregnancy to be feeling such things. If she even was pregnant. Which she probably totally wasn’t. That magic inside of her had to be only the magic of love. Certainly not the magic of a new life being woven, of a future cutie mark and destiny intertwining. That would be ridiculous. No – she sat perfectly still and quiet, not showing the slightest bit of discomfort she felt deep inside, where she could feel the gooey-slick warmth of foulest incest still lingering.
Next to her, Shining likewise sat at perfect soldierly attention, so stiff that if somepony suddenly pushed his chair over, he wouldn’t even blink. He was even more silent than her, since the signing ceremony didn’t require him to say anything at all.
“Duly signed and all in order,” Amira said, sliding the stack of papers back across the desk to Twilight.
Twilight stared down at it. Despite her usual acuity for instant reading, the words on the page before her bled together into a jumbled mess. What stuck out more than anything was the glistening wetness of the ink – Amira’s official signature, not yet dry on the page.
Robotically, Twilight reached over and drew her own matching ceremonial pen from its inkwell. Her hand shook as she drew it near the page.
Hopefully, no legal scholars in Equestria or outside it would question the authenticity of her signature on this document. Because she was painfully aware it wouldn’t come anywhere near her usual neat and tidy printing of her name. She wasn’t even sure that it formed actual letters, rather than a messy scrawl.
But what was actually legally important was simply that she make some sort of mark upon the page, with the intention of signing. And she had succeeded in that. The deal was done. It was finished. She was free.
Free as she ever could be now, given the knowledge of what she’d done.
Both of the Saddle Arabian delegates bowed slightly when they stood. “Thank you, Princess Twilight Sparkle, for being a wonderful hostess and agreeing to a wonderful new trade deal. We look forward to many more dealings with you in the future.”
“Th-thank you as well,” Twilight managed to say. Her back was too stiff to return the bow. She fired off her well-practiced spell – her magic hadn’t suffered – and provided them with their duplicate copy. An exact duplicate, right down to the still-drying ink of their signatures.
Thankfully, they didn’t seem to mind her lack of courtesy. Maybe they were in a hurry to return to Saddle Arabia? They certainly left the ceremonial office with the paperwork quite quickly, leaving Twilight and Shining alone with the guards and court clerks.
Once she was sure they were gone and wouldn’t be coming back for any reason, she slumped, slamming her forehead against the desk hard enough for her horn to crack the marble surface.
Shining, still, said absolutely nothing.
Without lifting her head, Twilight moaned out, “What did Cadance say?”
“She was, uh ... actually very supportive and understanding, all things considered.”
Twilight tilted her head to the side, looking up at him. “You told her everything?”
“Absolutely everything.” With an unfocused stare, he nodded. “And she just said that it was okay, that we did what we had to do. No hard feelings. Except...”
Twilight yanked her head up off the table and stared at him. “Except what?”
“Except she said ... you now owe her one?”
“I ... owe her... I owe her a what?” Twilight ground her teeth. “What does she mean I owe her one?”
Shining glanced away. “I, uh ... didn’t ask.”
For a long moment, Twilight just stared at him.
He gulped, quite visibly. “So, um... What now?”
“You are going back to the Crystal Empire. I am going to the castle pharmacy and getting three of every pregnancy test they have in stock. And we are never going to think about or talk about this ever again.”
“But I’m still, um...”
She looked at him, really looked at him for the first time since ... since that thing happened that she absolutely was never going to think about ever again.
“But I’m still your BBBFF ... right?”
Twilight softened. She smiled. She even reached out and held his hand, and she didn’t even feel dirty about doing so. “Forever means forever.”
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