When Life Gets in the Way...
Author's Note
As I'm posting this, there's only five entries into DirtyLittleSecret's No Nut November contest, making this the sixth. That kind of surprises me; I think it's quite an interesting challenge! Then again, this HAS been a rather eventful November. I suppose I wouldn't be surprised if various Bronies just didn't have the time or energy.
I wrote Twilight Sparkle x Flash Sentry for the first time! Also probably the last; please don't get used to it, y'all.
When Life Gets in the Way...
Nightlight gazed down with a tired but fond smile at the sight of his new baby filly, who was adorably curled up, big eyes closed as she made her way through dreamland. Cautiously, he leaned over the railing of her crib, where he placed a kiss to her soft forelock. She might have inherited his grandmother's purple coat and magenta-streaked-through mane and tail, but he could already see that she was going to take more after her mother than him. It was why he'd insisted she take on his wife's namesake.
Leaning back and away, he then turned, where he did the same to his son. Initially, Twilight Velvet had worried that Shining Armor's snoring might bother his new baby sister, but it seemed to have the opposite effect; she seemed to sleep better whenever her big brother was snoring along in the bed at the opposite wall of the room they shared.
Maybe that would pose a problem later on in life when Twilight Sparkle would have to start sleeping alone, but as far as Nightlight was concerned, that was a bridge they could cross when they reached it.
He pressed lightly on their door with his palm, trying his best to step lightly on his way to the room he shared with Twilight Velvet.
They'd been married for seven years now, but looking at her never failed to take his breath away. It was a warm night, so she lay on top of the covers as she read her book, one of her favorite ways to spend what rare time she got to herself. Her pale coat and blue eyes shined in the soft lamplight on her nightstand. He dragged his eyes over her large breasts, still full from having given birth months ago, to her softly-rounded belly, and down to her soft, round hips. One of her legs was propped up, allowing him to take in the soft curves of her calf, which led down to a slim ankle, which ended in a slender foot that ended in a dainty hoof.
He'd seen her gazing at herself in the mirror before in a disparaging way when she thought he wasn't looking, sighing as she measured her stomach and hips, both larger than they had been before. It broke his heart; of course her body wasn't the same after having two foals, but that wasn't a bad thing. On the contrary; if anything, he thought she was even more beautiful than the day he'd laid eyes on her. The slight stirring he felt in his sheath as he let his gaze linger on the three purple stars on her broad, round hip didn't seem to disagree.
"Well, it's done," Nightlight said in a low voice. "They're both asleep!"
"Wow, really? Just like that?" Twilight smiled at him over the book she held in her slender hands, an impressed smile on her velvety-soft muzzle. "We must be getting the hang of this!"
"She likes being read to." He climbed onto the mattress and to her side, where, as far as he was concerned, he belonged. "Got the feeling she's gonna be a bookworm. Just like somepony else I know."
Twilight Velvet chuckled. "My girl. Through and through."
Nightlight draped an arm over her shoulders, pulling her close. She snuggled into his side with a contented sigh.
Nightlight curiously glanced at the page of her book, his eyebrow raising as some of the words registered in his brain. "'She gasped as he used his magic to tear her dress, exposing her heaving bosoms...'" He tilted his head to lightly take one of her ears between his teeth. The gesture drew a moan from deep in Twilight Velvet's throat. "Honey, I had no idea you read books like this."
"On occasion. It's a good thing to read all sorts of different..." Her breath hitched as Nightlight shifted, moving his left hand to her shoulder, where he began to massage, digging his fingertips into various knots. "D-different kinds of..." Whatever tension had been left in her body left under his deft touch.
"How about that? All these years later, we're still learning new things about each other."
"Well...maybe it's something I've been craving."
Nightlight's ears perked up. "Oh?"
"Well, you know...it's been three months since I had Twilight." She gave him a lascivious look from under long, dark eyelashes. "I think I've healed enough. And they are both asleep..."
With a chuckle, Nightlight moved again, this time to mount his wife. Her book fell to the side, forgotten, as she reached up to wrap her arms around his shoulders, giggling as he kissed her.
She spread her legs for him, and already he could smell her growing wetness. Mouth watering, he buried his face in her breasts, inhaling the clean scent of the fur there. She gave an appreciative whimper as he tilted his face to the side, where he took one pink nipple into his mouth, bringing the little bud to erection with his lips and tongue. Not wanting the other to feel neglected, he reached up with his left hand to take the other nipple between his fingers. His wife had always loved when he paid attention to her breasts, even before she'd become the mother of their foals. One of her hands drifted to the back of his head, where she grabbed a handful of his dark mane, and pulled.
He muffled his groan in the now-damp fur between her breasts. Don't wake the babies, he thought to himself as he drifted down, mouthing the fur of her stomach, following the helpful line of her naval. She was forced to let go of his hair, and he could tell that she had the same thought; she covered her mouth to muffle her moan as he nuzzled the crease of her thigh with his nose, inhaling the familiar scent of her.
Helpfully, Twilight Velvet spread her legs further, giving him easier access. Nightlight took the hint, guiding his tongue along her wet ridge and up, ending with a playful lap against her clit. He wrapped his lips around the front-most part of her pussy, focusing on licking that precious pearl over and over again.
His efforts were appreciated. His wife arched her back off their mattress, her tail swishing beneath her, the purple-and-white hair tickling Nightlight's chest. He opened his eyes, and over the pale fur of one of her hips, he could see her trembling hand fisting the sheets beside her.
It had been so long. It was tempting to rush through this, to go at it in a desperate, furious pace, to just take what he wanted from his wife's aching body, to let her hold on tightly as he fucked her fast and hard.
He resisted the urge, though. They did have time, and he wanted to prolong this.
Twilight Velvet gave a frustrated whine as he unlatched his lips, settling for angling his head down to plunge his tongue into her slick, loosened hole. He wriggled his tongue up, then down, focusing less on pleasing his wife and more on familiarizing himself with the smell and taste of her pussy. She was growing so wet that her juices were running down his face, making his mouth and chin wet.
He would've been content to just keep doing this, just bury his face between his wife's legs and never come back up again, but it was not to be. Twilight lifted herself up so she was sitting, putting her dripping cunt out of reach of his hungry lips, and lightly poked the tip of his horn.
"Honey...?" he asked, looking up at her from between her legs, probably looking forlorn.
"Your turn," she said with a playful smile. With her magic, she brought him closer to her, where she kissed him. He knew that she could taste herself on his lips, and the thought made his cock ache.
She crept down, where she brushed where his jaw met his neck with her lips, then kissed her way down his neck and chest in a constant line of light, teasing brushes of air and soft lips. On her hands and knees, she quickly found her face up against his sheathe. Nightlight reached up to cover his mouth with his hand, muffling his moan as she kissed the opening, palming his balls with her warm hand.
She kept massaging, kept mouthing, expertly coaxing him out. He risked looking down, and was met by the sight of his wife smiling proudly. "There you are!" She kissed the flat tip, drawing another muffled groan from him. "My old friend." Twilight opened her mouth and wrapped her lips around the sensitive tip, moving her head down as far as it would go, then drew it back up with an obscene suck.
"Ngh...You..." Nightlight managed to choke out through his fingers. "You're so good at that..."
She laughed, and the vibrations of her voice echoed through that sensitive organ, reaching parts inside Nightlight he'd forgotten he had. She reached up, taking one of his hands in her own, and brought it to her forelock. He took the invitation eagerly, gripping tightly to ground himself as she continued to work, making that ache and heat rise and rise with each flick of her skilled tongue, each stroke of her skilled hand, each suck of her skilled lips.
"Good...girl..." Nightlight bit back a grunt as she ran her tongue along a vein along the bottom. "Sweet...Celestia, Twilight..." The words didn't come easy to him; his incredibly talented wife was making anything multi-syllabic difficult.
Then, almost as quickly as it began, it stopped. Nightlight didn't bother stifling a frustrated whine as he looked down. With an obscene pop, Twilight Velvet pulled herself off his cock. The second he let go of her forelock, she turned from him, getting onto her hands and knees, where she lifted her tail, giving Nightlight an eyeful of her pretty pink holes. She looked at him over her shoulder, giving him a coy smile as she reached between her legs, spreading the lips of her pussy with her fingers. "C'mon, you," she said, giving a silly, playful wiggle of her full ass. "Get on."
With a chuckle, he gave a light slap to her right buttock, right over her cutie mark. Twilight Velvet buried her face in the pillow, which muffled her giggles. Having gotten the go-ahead and now certain he wasn't about to orgasm too soon, Nightlight firmly gripped Twilight's hips and slicked his way into her cunt. He relished the sound of his wife's laughter turning into a moan as he pressed his hips against her ass, gritting his teeth as her warm, wet walls closed around him.
He fell into a slow, comfortable rhythm, ultimately deciding on 'slow and steady,' as far as thrusting speed went. They had all night; why rush things? If the way Twilight Velvet moaned into her pillow was any indication, she agreed; in time, she was pushing back to meet his thrusts, their fur muffling the sound of his hips thudding against her ass. Nightlight couldn't help being impressed; his whole cock was now out, and she was able to take all of it in.
"So good..." The soft praise fell unthinkingly from his lips. "Always so good for me, Honey..."
The positive words rewarded him with a whimper. He opened his eyes at the sound of shifting on their covers; one of Twilight Velvet's hands had slid under her. She was stroking her clit in time with his thrusts, he realized.
Experimentally, he shifted his hips, trying to angle down further...further...
Twilight turned from the pillow. "There..." she gasped. "R-right there, Nighty..."
He grit his teeth, digging his fingertips into the meat of her hips, and quickened his pace, his wife encouraging him with each slap of his hips. "Oh! Oh! So good, Nighty, please...please..."
Nightlight was losing himself. He was growing close...almost...
One of his ears twitched back at the sound of a whimper. One that was most definitely not coming from his wife.
He paused, despite how Twilight Velvet quivered around him.
"What is it?" The breathiness of her voice was tinged with the slightest bit of frustration. He supposed he couldn't blame her, but even so...
"Did you hear something?"
He looked over his shoulder at the door to their bedroom. If the sound was coming from their foals' bedroom...
A soft, warm hand lightly slapped at one of his knees. "It's probably nothing," Twilight Velvet insisted impatiently. "Come on..."
After a few seconds, he didn't hear anything but his own heavy breathing and heartbeat. With a shake of his head, he got back to work.
Again, he lost himself in it all, the sounds of his wife's pleasure encouraging him. Before long, she was urging him "So close...so close! Nighty, I'm gonna..."
He grit his teeth, balls close to tightening, right on the edge...
A sharp knock on the door brought them to a complete stop. "Mom? Dad!"
"Shining Armor..." Twilight Velvet noted.
With a sigh, Nightlight reluctantly pulled his painfully aching cock out. Twilight Velvet got up with just as much reluctance. "I'll get him," she told him as she reached for a bathrobe. "You, uh...work on..." She waved a hand in the direction of his throbbing dick.
"Right. I'll, uh...I'll do that." He supposed it wouldn't be terribly appropriate for his young son to see his father in that state. He kept the front of his body directed at the headboard as Twilight Velvet opened the door.
"Shiny? What's wrong?"
"Twily threw up!" Despite the frustration he felt at the interruption, Nightlight's heart went out to his teary son. "I...I tried to clean 'er up, but--"
"Oh, dear. There, there, Sweetheart. Let's take care of her together." Nightlight risked looking over at his wife, who'd just taken their son's hand. Before they left, she gave him a wry smile over her shoulder.
He fell to the mattress on his back with a laugh, ignoring his still-throbbing cock. "Kids," he said with a fond smile. He supposed he and Twilight Velvet should've known just what they were getting into.
"Good night, Twilight." Cadance left the filly's bedroom door open just a crack, watching her large purple eyes slowly close in the dim light of Cadance's horn.
"Good ni..." Twilight's words were swallowed by a yawn. Cadance couldn't help but smile as she watched her hunker down in her bed, cozy as a bug in a rug. Not that she would ever say that to her; when she'd first met the unicorn filly, she'd quickly learned that there were very few bugs that she liked. Just about anything other than ladybugs were 'icky,' according to her. It was the main reason she'd used them as a part of their new super duper secret hoof-shake that she assured her only she and Twilight would know.
Perhaps Auntie Celestia had just taken her in as a student, and perhaps Cadance had only recently met her, but she'd decided that she would gladly die for this talented, inquisitive little girl. Her new boyfriend's little sister was easily the best foal-sitting charge she'd ever had; the only reason she'd protested her bedtime was because she wanted a story read to her.
Really, how could Cadance possibly have protested?
It had taken three stories from the book of fairy tales at the filly's nightstand to do the trick, but Twilight's soft, steady breathing told Cadance that they'd done the trick. With a smile, she spread her wings and used them to flutter over the staircase and to the couch.
Without the adorable filly to distract her, her mind drifted. Absently, she reached up, pressing her index finger to the base of her horn.
She'd had no idea what the future held, but royalty certainly hadn't been a part of it. Nor had becoming a member of the sun princess's family. Nor had falling head-over-hooves in love with one of the most promising students of the royal guard.
She couldn't, in good consciousness, complain. But that didn't change the fact that this was all happening so fast. She was a princess; the Princess of Love. Cadance was still coming to terms with just what that was going to mean.
Her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the door opening. A smile almost involuntarily spread over her slender muzzle at the sight of who'd just stepped in. "Shiny!" she cried, throwing herself at him, wrapping her arms tight around his shoulders.
He chuckled into neck, wrapping his arms tightly around her waist. She bit back a squeal as he swung her around; she might have had the hollow bones of a pegasus pony, but that didn't make his new, growing stallion strength any less impressive.
"You're home early!" She pulled away enough to look up into those huge blue eyes of his. They crinkled as he smiled down at her.
"Yep! Classes let out early." He kissed her, and maybe it was a huge cliche, but she melted, feeling her knees go weak. Her hooves shook as he set her back on the ground. "Awful nice, coming home to my favorite girls!"
Cadance giggled. "With your parents coming home tomorrow, it looks like we've got the whole night to ourselves!"
"Ourselves and Twily," Shining Armor corrected.
Cadance reached up to his massive pectorals, stroking the white fur there with a feather-light touch. Shining Armor shuddered. "Twilight's asleep for the night." She fluttered up into the air, just enough so sh could bring her lips to Shining Armor's ear. "I repeat...we have...the...whole...night..." She kissed him just beneath his ear. "To ourselves."
"Y-yeah?" His cheeky grin was the only warning Cadance got before he swooped her up in his arms. She squealed with laughter as he held her, bridal-style, to his chest.
"Careful, careful." Shining Armor nuzzled her forelock. "Don't wanna wake the baby, right?"
Minding her horn, Cadance leaned over to kiss where Shining Armor's jaw met his neck. "Right," she murmured. "Wouldn't want that..." She supposed it wouldn't make her look very good in the Sparkle parents' eyes, if they had to give their youngest foal The Talk because of her big brother and foal-sitter.
Shining Armor was what one might call a 'gentle giant.' It was part of the reason he'd decided he wanted to be a part of the royal guard; he wanted to use his new, growing strength to protect. So it was a pleasant surprise when he literally threw her onto the bed in his own bedroom. She bounced in place, giggling breathlessly, as Shining crawled on top of her. She threw her arms around his neck, capturing his lips in an open-mouthed kiss. She gasped through her nose as she tasted his tongue, pushing her own back against it.
They were still new at this whole 'kissing' thing. Cadance wasn't sure either of them could be considered 'good' at it yet; it was wet and sloppy. But she couldn't complain, particularly when she felt one of his hands cup her perky breast.
They were new at this, too. Hoping to set the mood, Cadance backed away, where she reached behind her head and undid her ponytail. She shook her head, allowing her long, shining locks to fall loose around her neck and shoulders. When she turned her gaze back up to Shining Armor, the expression on his face could really only be called 'enchanted.'
"You're so beautiful..." he breathed. Cadance giggled, and through her boyfriend's pale coat, she could see his cheeks color.
"You're beautiful-er," she replied. She took his large, warm hand and brought it up to her face. She kissed his knuckles, then slowly lowered it down the length of her slender pink-furred body, past her naval and down between her legs. "Seriously...I can't stop thinking about you." She guided his fingertips, which had begun to grow calluses from his guard training, between her wet lips. She bit her lip as she pressed those callused fingers to her clit. "I...oh...I always miss you when you're not with me..."
Shining whimpered, quickly getting to work at her words. Sparks gathered between her legs, and she grit her teeth. Shining Armor was right; she very much didn't want to wake Twilight up. It was tough to remember, though; the friction Shining Armor firmly but gently rewarded that pearl made her want to cry out her thanks to the heavens.
"Heh...Mi Amore Cadenza...you sure know how to make a guy blush." Shining Armor kissed her as he moved his fingers from her clit to inside her folds. "I missed you, too." He leaned down to bury his face between her tits.
Cadance could tell he was resisting the urge to motorboat them. It was so silly and juvenile, but it made her laugh every time. She almost wished he would, but supposed it would be best if he didn't. Twilight, she reminded herself as she grit her teeth. Don't wanna wake Twilight...
Absently, she wondered if the two of them would still be together years from now, worrying about waking one of their own foals with their fooling around. They'd only just begun dating, but the thought made her heart ache.
"All right, Cady. Help me out here. Where is it?" Shining Armor pulled his face out of her breasts so she could hear his fevered whisper. "Where is it?" His fingers were sliding in and out of her pussy, fingertips eagerly pressing against her front walls.
"Almost..." she breathed. "Little...to the left..."
Shining Armor did as he was told, and for the first time since they'd started dating, he found her sweet spot. It turned out to be true, what those old, risque poems said; her hooves curled, her eyelids fluttered, her wings spread...
...And her right wing knocked against Shining Armor's nightstand with a very audible thunk.
The two yearlings froze. Cadance's ear flicked to the direction of Shining Armor's bedroom door. She saw her boyfriend's face slowly turn in that same direction, fixing his wide-eyed gaze on the doorknob.
They stayed like that for an achingly long few minutes, Shining's fingers frozen inside Cadance, Cadance's breasts warm from his breath, and her wings spread in a way ponies around her age tended to call a 'wing boner.'
Her ears strained, and she heard the sounds of a sigh and fabric shuffling from Twilight's bedroom, where her breathing returned to the steady sound of sleep.
Cadance breathed a sigh of relief. "She's still sleeping." She bit back laughter.
Shining Armor heaved a sigh of relief. "Good...good." He sat up, reaching up with his right hand to run his fingers through the secondary feathers of her wings. That part of her had always been ticklish.
"Shiny! Stop it!" She hoped her grin told him otherwise.
"Oh really? What're you gonna do about it, Princess?" The look on his face quickly turned mischievous.
Cadance narrowed her eyes. Oh, really? she thought. If it was a battle this tease wanted, it was a war she would give him.
She'd only just started training with Princess Celestia in learning how to use her magic. She was almost positive that using it to flip them over, reversing their positions so that Cadance was straddling her coltfriend, wasn't how her adoptive aunt expected her to practice it. The scandalous thought made that ache between her legs even worse.
Shiny huffed in surprise, smiling up at her. "Good move, Cady."
"I have my moments." She sat back on Shining's thighs, looking down at the warm sheath between them. Admittedly, Cadance didn't have much to compare it to, but he certainly seemed to like it when she said he was big. She meant it; this wasn't the first time Cadance had seen it, but her mouth opened in a look of awe, just the same. "Here...your turn..." She palmed the sheath, appreciating its warmth. She pressed her thumb against the underside, where she began to stroke.
"Oh, buck..." Shining leaned his head back against the pillow, squeezing his eyes shut, teeth worrying his bottom lip in a way Cadance found ridiculously attractive.
"Yeah?" she murmured. "You like that? You like when I touch you like that?" She was new at dirty-talk, too. It wasn't terribly mature; the words felt and sounded kind of silly, coming out of her mouth. But from the way Shiny whimpered at them, it seemed he didn't agree.
A glance down told Cadance that her handiwork was paying off; the flat tip of Shining Armor's huge, deep blue cock had begun to poke out. With a pleased smile, Cadance moved her hands; with her left, she kept massaging the underside of his sheath to play with his balls, and continued to stroke the expanding, hardening flesh with her right.
"Ah...ah, there...Y-your hands are...so good..."
Cadance couldn't help feeling slightly proud of herself, especially when hot, sticky precum began to gather at the tip.
Then she stopped cold, sitting back on her hooves. Shining Armor sat up, gazing at her incredulously. "What...?" It came out as a strained whimper.
Cadance enjoyed learning about sex, it turned out. Right now, she'd discovered that she really, really enjoyed stallions who whimpered. "Shiny..." she sang softly. "How about we go all the way tonight?"
Shining Armor blinked slowly up at her. His mouth fell into a neutral line.
Then Cadance watched as his horn began to glow. A second later, the saddle bags he'd come home with lay on his chest. He reached in, frantically searching for something. Cadance's eyes widened in understanding as he pulled out a square-shaped packet.
"Good idea," she murmured. She reached for the thing, tearing it open with her teeth, impatiently tossing the garbage to the side.
She'd seen this in books and scrolls she'd found in age-restricted sections of the palace library. Those mares and stallions had made it look so easy in those illustrations, but now she wasn't so sure.
Well...I've come this far...Taking a deep breath, Cadance spread the opening of the condom, tugging it over the fat tip of Shining Armor's dark cock. Then she closed her mouth over the whole thing, moving as far down the length as she possibly could. She'd seen ponies in those books and scrolls who could, apparently, fit the whole thing down their throats. She had no idea how that was even remotely possible; she could only move a few inches down before she started gagging.
"Whoa, hey." Shining Armor's lust-filled expression had turned concerned. "Easy, there...you okay, Cady?"
With a final cough, Cadance lifted herself off of her boyfriend's dick. "Yeah, yeah, I'm fine." She smiled sheepishly up at him. "I was trying something new."
He smiled, relieved, as she pulled the rest of the condom down with her hands. "Okay..." She inhaled deeply. "You ready?"
He nodded eagerly.
Cadance climbed over her coltfriend and bit her lip as she spread the lips of her wet, slick cunt with her fingers. She hovered her hips over his carefully; slowly, she sat on her heels as she lowered herself onto Shining Armor's cock. An almost involuntary cooing noise emerged from deep in her throat. They'd been having fun up until now, exploring each others' bodies with their hands and mouths, but this was something completely new.
A line had been crossed. One that could never be un-crossed. And as Cadance sank further and further down, her hips finally meeting her coltfriend's, she decided that she didn't want to un-cross it.
"Oh sweet Celestia..." breathed Shining Armor. "That's..."
Cadance giggled. "Please don't mention my relative's name while we're fucking, Shiny?"
She could feel it reverberating through her whole body as he breathlessly laughed. "Right. Sorry." He settled his hands on her hips, thumbs digging into the teal fur of her cutie mark. "Such language, Princess! I had no idea you even knew words like that."
"There's a lot you don't know about me, Shiny." Cadance set one of her hands on top of his chest, grounding herself as she lifted up her hips, bringing them down faster than before, driving a hiss of breath from Shining Armor. "Bet you can't wait to find out more, can you?"
He nodded, a little helplessly, as she began to ride his cock in earnest. All Shining Armor could do was hold on tight and try to focus on being quiet. Her eyes squeezed shut as that thick, hot dick throbbed inside her. She clenched around him reflexively, though it didn't hurt; she was aroused enough to be loose and soaking wet.
Remembering where Shining Armor's fingertips had just touched her, she shifted her hips slightly forward, and that fat cock stroked her sweet spot as she ground down. "Oh, Shiny..." she breathed. Cadance didn't give him a chance to recover, desperate for more of that sensation. She picked up the pace, her rump now bouncing on his hips. His grip tightened, almost painful; she just hoped the bruises wouldn't be too noticeable beneath her pale pink fur.
Then again, maybe Cadance kind of did. She grew even wetter at the thought of carrying proof of this. What would it feel like, having eyes on her, knowing that the Princess of Love had been so thoroughly debauched? Fucked like some common night mare?
She grew wetter, trying her best to hold back a whimper.
Cadance was getting close. She panted through her nostrils as she reached between her legs with her other hand, gritting her teeth as her fingertips found that aching, precious pearl. She frantically stroked as she rode, each bit of friction outside and inside her rising, and rising...
The sound of a door slamming open made the yearlings stop cold.
"We're home!" called Nightlight's voice from the foyer of the Sparkle house.
"Oh, horseapples..." grumbled Shining Armor.
"You've got to be kidding me..." Cadance had been having so much fun. She was still close, still teetering on the edge.
"Cadance?" Twilight Velvet called.
With a sigh, Cadance rose, getting off her boyfriend's dick with added help from her wings. The sudden emptiness didn't help with her lack of satisfaction. Looking all over Shining Armor's room, she noticed a purple bathrobe hanging on a hook near his door. Thinking quickly, Cadance reached over, quickly running a gold of the cloth between her thighs and legs. "Stay put for a second," she hissed over her shoulder. "See if you can, uh..." She motioned towards Shining Armor's unsheathed dick.
He cleared his throat and crossed his legs.
Cadance shut the door behind her quietly. As she trotted out and onto the carpet, she couldn't help feeling glad she hadn't worn the gold horseshoes that were to be a part of her royal regalia. They would've made far more noise.
At the top of the staircase, she got a clear look at Nightlight and Twilight Velvet. She stood up straight and put on her best royal smile, hoping against hope that she looked perfectly casual and put-together. "Hi!" she said, cursing inwardly as the slightest hint of breathlessness entered her voice. "I thought you two weren't going to be back until morning?"
"We were, but some of the pegasi started a storm a few days early. Airship travel isn't possible right now, so everyone was told go head home." Nightlight smiled at her. "Everything went all right, I assume?"
"Yep! Sure did!" Cadance realized her words came out far too quickly. She cleared her throat. "You know Twilight Sparkle. A little angel." That, at least, was true. "Only asked me for three stories before she drifted off to sleep!"
She saw a lot of Shining Armor in Nightlight's face. His eyes even crinkled when he smiled in the same way. "Aww. Glad you girls had a good time."
"We always do!"
"You must've played hard!" Twilight Velvet smiled at her.
Cadance pulled her wings in tighter than they needed to be. "Huh?"
"Your mane was in a ponytail when we left!" Twilight Velvet pointed at her long waves, which now hung loose and messy around her shoulders. Cadance cleared her throat, reaching up to try to smooth down her hair, make it look less mussed.
"Oh, yeah, actually. We were running around a lot, and it must've just...come loose." Her laughter sounded forced to her own ears.
"Very good." Twilight Velvet reached into a saddle bag. "I think you've earned a tip tonight..."
"Oh, no! No no no no no." Cadance clasped her hands over the flap of the bag. "You don't have to pay me anything. I'm always happy to do it!"
"Oh, come now. You were going to be here all night, and--"
"I won't hear of it!" Cadance meant it. Foal-sitting for Twilight was genuinely fun. Some of the most fun she'd ever had in her young life.
Twilight Velvet chuckled as she hung up her bag. "All right, all right. If you insist, Hon. Now, the weather outside is awful. I insist you stay for tonight."
"I'll take the couch!"
Shining Armor's voice caught the attention of his parents. Cadance could practically hear her own heartbeat in her ears as she turned, but then breathed a sigh of relief at the sight of the filled sheath between his legs.
"Oh, Shiny! You're home early, too?" Twilight Velvet quirked her head and put her hands on her hips.
Cadance suddenly found her hooves very interesting.
"Yep! Training let out early." He turned to bow to Cadance. "You may have my bed, Your highness. It's the very least a royal guard can do, huh?" He bobbed back out of the bow with a goofy grin on his face. Cadance couldn't help laughing.
"And here I thought chivalry was dead!"
"All right, kids." Nightlight's voice was warm as he dimmed the kitchen light. "It's settled, then. Cadance can have Shining Armor's bedroom for tonight. I'll help you set up the couch, Son."
As they did that, Cadance made her way back upstairs.
"Oh, Cadance?"
With one hoof in his room and the other in the hallway, Cadance turned to Twilight Velvet. "Yes?"
Twilight Velvet folded her arms across her chest and gave her a very knowing smile. "Keep the door shut, will you?"
Cadance did just that, hoping nopony noticed how hot her cheeks grew.
Twilight couldn't forget her time in the human world. Specifically, she couldn't forget the sensitive blue eyes or strong arms of the human boy who'd made her heart flutter.
When she laid eyes on his Equestrian counterpart, that familiar fluttering of her heart practically expanded to her wings.
They met officially on a trip to Canterlot. "Flash Sentry, Second Battalion, at your service." Twilight's eyes widened as he kneeled before her and took one of her hands, pressing his lips to her knuckles. When he rose, there was a smile on his deep gold muzzle. "It's nice to officially meet you, Princess Twilight."
"You, too!" Twilight cleared her throat into her fist. "Erm, I mean...it's nice to meet you, too. Flash."
He was just as handsome a stallion as he was a human, and looked utterly regal in his armor. He was tall and well-built, broad-shouldered with a heroic figure. He moved with the elegance and grace of one who'd been through years and years of physical training. With his feathered pegasus wings spread, he looked for all of Equestria like an angel to Twilight.
Any time she wound up having to go to Canterlot, she made sure to take time to see him. Within months, she started coming to Canterlot more often than she had in years. And then finally, he visited Ponyville all on his own just to see her.
It had hailed that day. The winds were freezing and the trees crashed against each other every which way you'd look. So they spent the day inside the crystal palace, discussing goings on in both Ponyville and Canterlot, swapping stories (Twilight wasn't the slightest bit surprised to discover that Flash Sentry had many interesting ones, being a royal guard; he'd been considerably more surprised when she told him about her adventures with Celestia's magic mirror), and sipping warmed cider provided by Applejack weeks before.
"You've been spending a lot of time with Flash Sentry lately," Cadance noted on an eagerly-awaited trip from the Crystal Empire.
Twlight coughed over her mug of tea. "We've been...getting to know each other," she cautiously tried. "He's friendly; he's interesting. He plays guitar in his spare time." Maybe she'd been a bit too thrilled to learn that that was something both counterparts had in common. The fluttering in her heart she'd felt back in the human realm had returned the first time she'd seen him strumming a tune while he was out of armor.
"He's handsome, too, isn't he?" Cadance's eyebrows raised.
"W-well--! Yes, he's..." She firmly closed her lips to stop her sputtering, taking a breath to gather her thoughts. "I...like looking at him." She felt like kicking herself; that had to be the worst way to say that one liked another's looks. During her awkward, adolescent period as a yearling, she'd thrown her whole self into her studies, magic training, and Princess Celestia's teachings when many other ponies her age began noticing others of the opposite gender. At the time, she'd been rather proud of herself for not focusing on such silly, frivolous things as romance and sex. Now she was starting to regret blowing them off altogether; maybe she'd have more experience, if she hadn't. Maybe she'd have a better idea of what she was doing so that she could treat the sweet stallion the way he deserved.
"Yeah, that never really goes away." Cadance's knowing smile turned dreamy.
"Right. You would know, wouldn't you?" Shining Armor and Cadance had been together since Twilight was a filly, and all these years later, the two of them were still desperately in love. "Cadance, you and Shining Armor are one of the strongest couples I know. Was it really love at first sight?" Because, like many things, Twilight had read about it, but wasn't sure she'd ever personally experienced it, herself.
"That's what I thought it was, at the time." Cadance sipped her own tea. Twilight knew her former foal-sitter; she could almost literally see the other alicorn gathering her own thoughts. "I can tell you now...that was infatuation. It was intense and silly and wonderful; I wouldn't trade that time for anything." She set her mug down, and when Twilight looked at her, she couldn't help thinking that this was the wisest she'd ever seen Cadance look. This wasn't Cady, the best foal-sitter ever; this was Princess Mi Amore Cadenza, proud leader of the Crystal Empire who'd more than earned her title. "But I don't think 'love at first sight' really exists. Love--actual, real love--takes communication and compromise. It takes effort and time."
Twilight nodded, taking careful mental notes. "Okay. I've always wondered." She bit her lip. "I...like Flash Sentry. A lot. But I'm...not really sure if what I feel for him is that strong."
Cadance nodded. "That's okay, Twilight. There's not really a rulebook about this; there's no step-by-step guide."
Twilight couldn't help her ears from flicking back. So there were no books she could read on the subject that would give her the answers she wanted.
"Creatures everywhere go about it differently at different points," Cadance continued. "Creatures of all sorts, all shapes and sizes. Maybe Celestia and Luna are the ones who keep the world in balance, but love is the thing that truly makes it work."
Twilight smirked. "You would know all about that, too, Princess of Love."
Cadance gave her a knowing smirk. "I know a thing or two. What really matters is how you feel. Are you happy?"
Twilight nodded. "I...yes. At the moment? Yes!"
Cadance chuckled. "For the time being, that's all that matters. Just remember, there's no need to rush into things; you two go at your own pace. Tell him what your boundaries are, and listen to his; love may make the world go round, but it means nothing without respect."
Twilight took those words to heart. She remembered them carefully, holding them close, particularly when Flash Sentry flanked the carriage she rode in the next time she, Celestia, Luna, Spike, and the rest of the Elements of Harmony traveled to the Crystal Empire.
No need to jump into things, she reminded herself as Flash escorted her through the glittering hallways to her room. Go at your own pace...
But then again, she'd taken many, many chances up to this point in her life. Maybe not all of them had panned out, but plenty of others had. As she paused at her crystal door and watched Flash kneel before her to bid her good night, she reminded herself that, while a chance could have either a negative or a positive outcome, if no chance was taken there would be no outcome.
She made her decision.
"Sir Flash?"
The lights of the magnificent castle glinted off the metal of Flash Sentry's helmet, illuminating his beautiful blue eyes. "Yes, Princess?"
Twilight held the door open wider and smiled down at him in a way she hoped looked flirty and not nervous. "Do you...want to join me?"
He got to his hooves almost ridiculously quickly. "Your highness...are you sure?"
No. Twilight Sparkle was most definitely not sure. But if she stopped now, she was certain she'd regret not knowing how this would end for the rest of her life. Which would be a long, long time, considering that she was an alicorn now. "I'm positive. Please...Flash."
The pegasus guard entered her room with an almost giddy step in his hooves. As soon as the door was closed behind her, Twilight all but tackled him, throwing her arms around his shoulders as she kissed him. Entwined in each other's arms, they collapsed onto the bed.
"How do you wanna do this?" he asked from above her, breathless and grinning.
"Well, first things first..." Twilight reached up to remove Flash's golden helmet, releasing his short blue mane.
"Oh. Right." He chuckled and sat up, where he undid the strap that kept the rest of his armor on. Twilight Sparkle knew that the royal guards were trained to take very good care of their armor, but right then, Flash Sentry let it clatter to the crystalline floor in a careless heap.
They could take proper care of that later, she decided.
"Much better," Twilight breathed, running a hand over the golden fur on his pectorals.
"Agreed." He reached over to push a lock of her hair behind her shoulder. "You're so beautiful, do you know that?"
Twilight giggled, feeling a bit like a blushing school filly, but Flash seemed to take it as a good sign. "Thanks. You, too!"
She could've kicked herself. Stallions were handsome, not beautiful. But he turned adorably bashful, turning to look away from her eyes.
Twilight sprawled herself on her back, appreciating the luxurious velvet bedspread, then spread her legs. She hoped she looked seductive, not silly. "Here, let me..." She let her hand trail down her stomach and reach between her legs. She bit her lips, whimpering as she began to stroke, feeling relief as she finally paid attention to her aching pearl.
"Oh, Princess..." The way Flash Sentry said it sounded reverent, almost. Twilight supposed that she would have to get used to that since her alicornhood. "Do you have any idea of how many times I've seen this in my dreams?"
"Oh?" Twilight let a smile creep along the corners of her lips. She took her fingertips away from her clit, using them to spread her pussy lips. "Do you think of me like this? Have you fantasized about me...like this?" Her breath hitched as she slipped her fingers inside her, where she began working at her front walls. Perhaps she didn't have much experience with sex with another pony, but she was very familiar with her own body.
She opened her eyes to the sight of Flash Sentry nodding dumbly.
"How about that..." Twilight spread her legs further and lifted her hips off the mattress, hoping to give the stallion a better look. "I've--ah!--been thinking of you, too." She was telling the truth; visages of his handsome face, his broad shoulders, his slim waist and hips, his large sheath and balls, had been dancing behind her eyelids whenever she'd touched herself lately.
"Sometimes it's kind of hard to....you know. Do my..." Flash's eyes were wide as they glued themselves to the sight of Twilight's cunt and fingers, which were both becoming increasingly slick. "My duties. Whenever you're there, I can't take my eyes off you."
Those words made Twilight feel good. "I distract you when you guard me?" She'd have to remember that the next time she took some time for herself.
"You've got such cute eyes; a beautiful mane and tail. Your boobs kinda...jiggle...whenever you do anything."
Twilight's cheeks grew warm. She wasn't as well-endowed in that department as Pinkie Pie or Rarity, but she supposed they were big enough to do that.
"And your ass...Princess, I'm surprised all of Equestria doesn't just worship that!"
Twilight laughed. "I never knew you were such a charmer!" Her smile was lop-sided and silly, but she didn't care, and she suspected Flash didn't, either.
"I, uh..." Flash cleared his throat. "Yeah, I'm not good with words."
Suddenly feeling emboldened, Twilight almost didn't recognize her own voice as she said "Well then...why don't you put your mouth to other uses?"
Flash's jaw dropped. He looked a bit more like a fish than a pony. After about five seconds, he got down on his forearms and put his face between her thighs. Now all Twilight could see were his ears, his raised tail, and his spread wings. She quickly removed her fingers, and sighed with content as they were replaced with Flash's tongue.
"Ohh..." She reached up and over her head to grip the crystal headboard as his tongue slipped inside her, then out and over her clit. Sparks rose each time he dragged his tongue over that pearl of flesh; Twilight let herself go, moaning and whimpering, hoping he understood just how much she was enjoying herself. He wrapped his lips around her clitoris, and his lips and tongue had her laying back, just losing herself in the pleasant haze.
She let her eyes open to gaze at the beautiful, glittering ceiling above them. How many ponies had found themselves here in this castle, staring up at the ceiling during sex? Twilight couldn't be certain, but she could now say she was proud to be among them.
Flash helpfully added his fingers to his skilled mouth, plunging them into her now sopping-wet cunt, and her back quite literally arched off the mattress. "Oh!" she cried, suddenly glad for the heavy-duty crystal door, which would muffle any sounds that came from the room.
And then it all came to a crashing halt. Flash Sentry rose, wiping the back of his hand over his glistening lips.
Twilight rose on her elbows and fixed him with an annoyed glare. "Why'd you stop?" she huffed.
"Princess...Twilight...can I fuck you?"
Twilight let her eyes drift down, where she saw a magnificent long, thick, dark blue cock emerging from his sheath. She felt her cheeks flush; she'd been enjoying herself so much that she hadn't thought about his needs. "Oh...my..." she breathed, taken in by the sight of it, the smell of it that she could inhale even from here, the flattened tip.
"Yes. Yes! Please." She scrambled to her knees and turned, grabbing the top of the headboard and gripping it tightly. She glanced over one of her own spread wings and stuck out her rump, spreading her legs wide and raising her tail. "Give it to me, Flash. And don't go easy; I'm an alicorn. We're pretty tough to hurt."
Just as he was taught in the royal guard, Flash Sentry did exactly as his princess ordered. He grabbed her hips and with one long, steady thrust, pressed his impressive length into her soaking wet pussy.
"Oh, sweet Celestia..." Twilight breathed. She'd had no idea just how this was going to feel; it was nothing like what she'd been expecting. It was better. Better than any sex toy or her own fingers. The hardened flesh inside her was warm; she could literally feel it throbbing inside her.
"Hold tight, Twilight," Flash breathed against her ear in a warm puff. Before she could respond, he pulled out just a few inches before slamming his hips against her ass.
"Ah!" The cry was damn near involuntary.
"Yeah?" Flash pulled back and thrust again, and Twilight Sparkle saw stars explode before her vision.
"There! Right there!" She'd read somewhere that it could be difficult to find the g-spot, particularly the first time. But somehow, Flash Sentry did.
What a stallion! she couldn't help but think.
"As you wish..." Flash dragged himself out, achingly slow, dragging impatient whimpers from deep in Twilight Sparkle's throat. "Your Majesty."
The words made her wetter, but before Twilight could tell him that she liked him calling her that, he settled into a quick, punishing pace. With each slap of his hips against her ass, he stroked that spot inside her, bringing her to heights she'd never been before. She focused on the feeling of crystal beneath her clenching hands, the plush velvet against her knees, the feeling of strong, callused fingertips digging into her cutie marks. At some point, Flash's teeth found her neck; as he bit down, the pain mixed marvelously with the pleasure.
"Flash...oh Flash..."
"Again." Flash let go of her neck long enough to order that of her. "Say my name like that again."
"Flash!" Twilight wanted to scream her passion to the skies. She wanted every creature within hearing range to know who was claiming her and how much she loved it.
"That's it...good girl..."
Twilight's knees went weak. "There," she managed. "Keep going...please, please don't stop..."
She'd had orgasms before. She'd touched herself before at night, stroking her clit until she reached completion, but what she could feel rapidly approaching was something different. Something on a whole new level.
"So close, Flash," she gasped. "Almost...don't--"
A sharp, rapid knock came from the door. Flash came to a complete halt, freezing just as the edges of his sheath made contact with her cunt.
"It's probably nothing! Just...a maid with fresh towels, maybe!" Twilight was so close, the ache between her legs almost unbearably painful. "Please, Flash--"
"Twilight!" It was Spike. He sounded distressed. "Emergency! Cadance and Shining need you and the other Elements in the throne room!"
"That...sounds important." With a heavy sigh, he pulled out of her. Twilight wasn't too proud to give an undignified whine. She slammed a fist down on the top of the crystal headboard before turning around with a sigh, looking for something she could quickly wipe between her thighs. Flash Sentry gave her an apologetic smile before he got off the bed; she tried not to look at his erection, which looked nearly as painful as what she was feeling.
"Well...the trip isn't over yet. I'm sure we can get back to it afterwards." With an impatient huff, she made her way out of the room.
"Twilight? Are you okay?"
"I'm fine." Maybe Twilight straightened up and stiffened. Just a bit.
"You sure? You smell different--"
"It's nothing! Everything's normal; everything's okay," she said quickly.
She was at least mildly more put-together by the time she and Spike reached the throne room, listening to the problem with less intent than she usually might.
When Twilight and Cadance got a moment alone, she allowed some of her frustration to return. "I hope this doesn't take too long," she huffed. "You have no idea what I just got pulled away from."
Cadance placed a sympathetic hand on her shoulder. "Oh, I think I have an idea," she said with that same knowing smile.
