Hearth's Warming Together
Hearth's Warming Together
On Hearth’s Warming Eve a pall had fallen across Canterlot. The capital city seemed covered by a tension that threatened to break at any minute. With the Canterlot Weather Team on winter vacation, the city had been left to fend for its self against the will of nature for the duration of the holidays. The first week had gone well enough, only a few stray flurries, but that was seemingly about to change. Throughout the day the weather forecasts had become more and more dire. Beginning in the morning with predictions of nothing but a light dusting; by lunchtime they had turned almost apocalyptic in nature. As the sun set across the gleaming city all the ponies of Canterlot made haste for home. En masse they flooded the streets desperate to get back to their families before the first snowflake split the cold air with its delicate fall from the sky.
By the time the last rays of Celestia’s sun disappeared beneath the horizon the streets had mostly cleared, the few who remained hurried to and fro to get to wherever it was they needed to be. All this was being watched from within a particular house, adorning the top of the doorframe was a shield crossed by two swords. From within Shining Armor stared aimlessly out into the street, searching the sky for the first snowflake of Hearth’s Warming Eve. He squinted into the streetlamp looking for the tiny white flakes. Sitting on the desk behind him was the final report of the night from the Equestrian Weather Office, it read: “Snowfall warning issued for: Canterlot. ‘Tonight Canterlot can expect major snowfalls of up to one-hundred centimetres beginning near sunset and continuing until around noon tomorrow.’”
A White Hearth’s Warming in Canterlot, nothing could be more beautiful. Turning from the window, Shining Armor could see his shadow from the streetlamp cast across the floor. At his desk he checked the clock: 4:59pm sharp. Muttering to himself he said, “Hearth’s Warming Eve. I don’t think anyone will mind.” He began to collect his papers into a neat stack on the desk. The Captain of the Royal Guard doesn’t get many days off, but Hearth’s Warming Day was one of the few where he could just sit back and relax. As he stacked the loose sheets and reports into a neat pile in the centre of the table he was able to see the dark oak desktop for the first time in months. As he placed a months old report on training expenses on the top of the pile he noticed the last remaining sheet was not the standard font found on official documents, neither was it his own handwriting.
Picking up the paper he squinted, examining it closely. His eyes widened in horror when he realized just what it was, and that he could have forgotten about something so important. It was a letter from Twilight, dated months ago. It was not the contents of the letter that set his mind into disarray, it was nothing more than casual chitchat, but rather his full realization of what that night was. It was the first Hearth’s Warming Eve he had spent away from his family, the first since the wedding, the first with just him and Cadence. He also recoiled in horror realizing the he hadn’t even gotten his sister a gift. He checked the clock again, 5:05. “Just enough time,” he thought. He pulled a sheet of blank letterhead out his desk and quickly scrawled a holiday message; he hoped that by dating the letter as yesterday he would avoid the wrath the he deserved. Eyes darting around the room he searched for something that would fit in an envelope that he could send as a gift. His eyes fell on his saddlebag, racing over he pulled out a hoof-full of bits and stuffed them into the envelope not even bothering to count how many he was sending away. He sealed the envelope and addressed it to the Ponyville Library.
He burst out of his bureau and raced down the stairs to the front door. Cadence was nowhere to be seen but that was the last thing on Shining’s mind. Popping his head out, he was pleased to see that the two guards stationed at his door were still standing at attention despite them being within spitting distance of the end of their shifts on Hearth’s Warming Eve. In a friendly, but official tone he addressed them together, “Guards!” they both turned and looked at him, “Seeing as it’s Hearth’s Warming Eve I figured I’d let you off the hook. Go home, go to your families and friends before the snowstorm hits. I’ll mark you as present until the end of your shifts on my report. Just promise you’ll mail this for me, right away, it’s very important!” He handed the letter off to the most senior of the two guards, “Now, dismissed!” The two guards saluted Shining and then walked off into the night. Shining knew his letter was safe, those assigned to guard his house were the best of the best, he even had a hand in choosing them himself.
Closing the door he trotted back upstairs to finish up his organizing. On this trip up the stairs he did realize that his wife was nowhere to be found, but still he filled it in the back of his mind. Back in his bureau, he finished “wintering” his desk for his day off. It was perfectly ready for his return to work thirty-six hours from now, pens and paper laid out and an area of clear desk to stack the numerous reports that would be waiting for him after a one day hiatus. To make sure he wouldn’t forget again, he placed a picture of his family right in the centre of the desk. With nothing physical left to organize he turned to his thoughts. Foremost in his mind was the loneliness he felt from being away from family. A lump formed in his throat as he thought of what his parents and sister must be up to that night.
At that moment a thump came up the stairs from the living room snapping him out of his stupor. “Of course, I’m not alone!” He thought to himself, “You have a wife now dummy!” He raced down the stairs calling out, “Honey! Cadence! Where are you?” He reached the bottom of the steps and surveyed the living room. The room was mostly dark, lit only by the flickering light of the fireplace. The dancing light glimmered off of the decorations wrapped in soft blue moonlight flooding in through the bay window. “Cadence?” he asked the empty room again taking a nervous step forward.
“Back here dear,” she replied from the darkness of the adjoining room. Carefully avoiding the furniture he walked towards the doorway and peered into the darkness searching for his wife.
“Where are you? I can’t see.” He again asked the darkness.
“I’m right over here!” As she spoke a candlestick floated into the room past Shining’s head surrounded by the blue aura of her magic. It floated around the room passing its flame to other candles placed around the room. As each wick caught fire, faded, then lit up fully, the room became illuminated in soft light. The last candle to light was the one closest to the Hearth’s Warming tree that he and Cadence had spent a wonderful lunch break together decorating. As the last flame grew to full strength the tree came into light. The ornaments and tinsel reflected the flickering orange light. The tree was just as beautiful as he remembered it being, not much had changed. That is except what was under it. Looking at the tree something drew Shining’s eyes to its base.
Beneath the tree, having pushed aside the presents that were lying in wait for the morning, was Cadence. She was lying on her side with a giant red bow wrapped around her. The couples’ eyes locked and Shining’s jaw dropped. “Happy Hearth’s Warming honey!” Cadence said trying to hide her amusement at his shock.
“W-What’s all this about?” Shining stammered still struck by a feeling somewhere between awe, excitement and confusion. Cadence seductively got up off the floor and walked towards him with a slow sway in her step.
“It’s Hearth’s Warming Eve dear.” She arrived next to him. “You’ve been working so hard, you didn’t forget you?”
“Of course not.”
“Well I know just how hard you’ve been working, and I know it must be tough for you, first Hearth’s Warming away from your family.”
“Yeah,” he said with a twinge of sadness.
“So I thought you deserved something special this year,” she said rubbing her head against his neck. “Would you like your present? It’s a little early, but it’s OK, I won’t tell anyone.”
“Y-Yes” he stammered again beginning to realize where this was going. She stopped rubbing his neck with her chin and backed off towards the tree. She lay back down on her side invitingly under the tree.
“Why don’t you come over here and unwrap your present then?” As if in a trance Shining walked towards her. He lay down in front of her and grabbed at the oversized bow with his mouth. Carefully he pulled on the loose strand, Cadence watching him with a smile. As he pulled the loop of the bow shortened before the ribbon fell away. Still smiling Cadence shifted her weight and let the tail end of the ribbon pass under her. Shining pulled it clear and tossed it into the dark corner of the room. Cadence struck a pose hoof on flank and asked, “Well how do you like your present?”
Finally breaking out of his stupor Shining managed to spit out, “It’s exactly what I wanted! How did you know?”
“Oh, I just had a feeling,” she replied flicking her hair back with her free hoof. “Now don’t you want to put your gift to good use?” she looked at him with bedroom eyes. Shining smiled and lay down next to his wife kissing her softly. There under the tree, they locked into a tight embrace the likes of which can only occur between two beings that truly love each other. In the flickering yellow light Cadence had never looked more beautiful to him except perhaps on their wedding day; Shining’s body responded accordingly. As the two locked lips time slowed down around them. Holding Cadence tightly Shining rolled to his right bringing his wife on top of him.
Lips still locked, both of them could feel his cock pushing its way between the two of them. Betraying some of his old bachelor reactions Shining’s face blushed bright red. Cadence could feel it as well; she broke of the kiss and smiled, “You really like your present don’t you?” Overcome by his urges Shining just nodded. Sitting up and moving back over his thighs, Cadence looked down at her husband’s cock. In the soft light his appendage sparkled wet with anticipation. She could see a bead of pre-cum fall from the tip of his penis leaving behind a tiny silver thread connecting his cock to his stomach. From her new position looming over Shining, Cadence rubbed her hoofs together for warmth then softly began to stroke her husband’s cock. While slowly going up and down his shaft she cooed to him, “When I saw it on the shelf at the store, it looked so soft and warm. I just knew that it would feel great against your coat. Does it?”
Shining managed to whimper out, “O-Oh yes.” As Cadence’s hoof just grazed the head of his cock, his entire body shook from the sensation. With his momentary ecstasy, another large bead of pre-cum flowed down the thread making the damp spot on his stomach even bigger. “It’s very soft,” he was able to squeak out before another spasm shook his body. Giving up on maintaining control his body, he closed his eyes and let his head fall back against the floor. Cadence continued to work his cock, focusing less on his shaft and more on his head she was able to draw another shudder out of him. She watched the result of her work with glee as more of Shining’s coat turned from white to a light grey with a sticky dampness.
Playing coy, and knowing just what it was that her husband wanted most at that moment, she decided to tease him along a little more. “Is my hubby cold? You’re soaking wet and shaking all over. We need to get you into something!” This was enough to get Shining to open his eyes wide and look up. Looking down his belly he could see his cock glimmering in the candle light, behind it Cadence straddled over his thighs. By the shimmering between her legs, he could see that she was just as excited as he was. Entranced by her pastel body, he watched as she moved up his body until she was holding her wet pussy over his cock. Using her weight she rubbed her pussy along his cock, flexing her hips back and forth rhythmically.
Looking up Shining tried to catch Cadence’s eye, but her mind was totally caught in the pleasure she was feeling. Her head was rolled back and her eyes closed, her candy-coloured hair swayed subtly with the rocking of her body and she bit her lower lip. To get her attention Shining let out a low groan, it worked and without stopping her movement she looked down at him. Fighting the overwhelming pleasure he was feeling, he contorted his face into a deep, longing pout; pleading with his eyes to let him fuck her.
Deciding that she had put him through enough tonight, Cadence decided to finally oblige. She carefully lifted herself off of his cock allowing enough room for Shining to position himself properly under her. They worked together to reach their common goal. Shining tried his best to create room by shrinking into the floor, Cadence sat up as tall as possible and used her soft hoofs to guide his cock into her pussy. When the head of his cock was pressing against her pussy lips, she slowly lowered herself onto him. Even though only his head was inside of her, it was a complete relief to him after all the teasing he had been through. Cadence slowly slid herself down his shaft, Shining could see her bite her lower lip in pleasure as she moved down. Out of pure reflex he did the same. When she reached a point that was comfortable for her, she raised herself back up until his cock was almost totally exposed to the cold air surrounding them.
However the coolness had little time to take effect, as soon enough Cadence lowered herself onto him. This time she allowed him to get deeper into her. Again reaching a new comfortable point deeper inside herself, she raised herself up until only the friction kept Shining’s cock from falling against his belly. This cycle continued, each time Cadence lowered herself lower and lower finding a new point that she was comfortable with. After several cycles Cadence was taking almost all of Shining’s cock into her pussy. Each time she bounced up and down she let out a moan of pleasure as her pussy was filled. As this went on Cadence bounced faster and faster, even managing to draw a few moans of pleasure out of the usually stoic Shining.
Head back against the cold floor, Shining was just enjoying the pleasure that came every time he entered his wife. Every time Cadence bounced on him he could feel the pleasure mount on top of what he already had. He knew that he wouldn’t be able to last much longer. In a fit of passion he sat up, embraced Cadence and kissed her. Not wasting time he carefully shifted the mass that was their two bodies so that Cadence was where he had been. Letting his inner animal instinct show through he lowered her onto the warm floor with her stomach on the warm floor where he had been, making sure to avoid placing her onto the cold hardwood surrounding them.
Once she was safely on the ground, her position unleashed the most primal of her urges. The soft pink fur on the back of her neck, the elevation of her ass, the arc of her tail exposing her pussy; it was a naturally attractive position. Still rock hard despite the cold air, Shining mounted Cadence from behind. As he entered her he felt her body tense then relax under his weight. As he began to thrust he buried his nose in the back of her neck taking in the sweet scent. In such a primal position it didn’t take long for Shining to once again reach the edge. Cadence could feel it in his quickening heartbeat and his more frantic thrusts. As he began to nuzzle her neck she could sense just what he was trying to tell her. Before he could ask, she answered him by turning to kiss him again.
That was all it took for Shining to fall over the edge he had been so carefully treading. With one last thrust he lodged himself deep within his wife. From deep within her, he felt himself cum the hardest he ever had, even more than on their first night together. Even after he had nothing left, Shining stayed sheathed within her. He kissed her up and down her neck softly as she basked in the warmth radiating from inside of her. Exhausted, Shining gave up trying the shield her from most of his weight and collapsed completely onto her. Cadence was too riddled with pleasure to notice. On the floor, under the tree, the two of them made a ball of fur that radiated heat in the otherwise cold room. Outside the street lay silent, not a soul could be seen anywhere. The only movement came from a single perfect snowflake dancing in the wind as it fell. As soon as it disappeared from the light of the streetlamp, two more took its place, and after that even more filled the void of the cold, still air on that Hearth’s Warming Eve.
