Shining Armor had sex with his sister, Twilight Sparkle, again that night.

And again.

And again, as many times as they could manage before his penis had become too chafed to continue. And even then they pleasured each other with their magic, mouths, hooves, and horns, until their magic muscles were simply too fatigued to let them physically continue any longer. Twilight cleaned herself in the bathroom one final time and then slept where she fell on the couch beside him.

Shining Armor woke up the next morning and immediately regretted the decision to do so. He hadn't had the pleasure of sneaking one of his father's cider bottles the previous evening. But as exhausted and dehydrated as he was, he felt hungover just the same the next morning. His mouth felt like he had eaten a bucket of sand. His eyes felt like cotton balls covered in saw dust. His time training in the Royal Guard Academy had greatly increased his stamina and endurance. But even so, every single muscle in his body ached. He had felt better after his first sparring matches.

He struggled to even breathe as he tried to blink his eyes open. As his blurry vision came into focus, the reason presented itself. He had fallen asleep on the couch, and Twilight was laying on top of him. And much like the revelation that came after a night of blacked-out drinking, the events of the previous evening came flooding back into his memory.

He moved quickly, but carefully to disentangle himself from her hooves and walk to the medicine cabinet. Every step caused his raw groin to chafe. He took a vial of Poppy milk for his body pains and headache. At least he didn't have to endure the nausea of rot gut. He looked at himself in the bathroom mirror. He looked like somepony that owed the mob money, and had it beaten out of them. He looked at the shower behind his reflection and cringed. It was the first of many locations that he had... with her.

The nausea, it seemed, was merely delayed.

He couldn't explain it. Last night he was completely enamored with her. But now, that feeling was gone. It was like he was drunk. He could presently remember how it felt then. He simply did not feel that way now. And now, like drinking, the thought of it made him equal ill. He got a cup of water and walked back out to the living room.

"Morning," Twilight mumbled, stirring on the couch. He sat down on the far end of the couch from her. She avoided his gaze.

"So, um," Shining started. "Are we... gonna... you know... talk about it?" he asked. Twilight backed away and rubbed her head. It ached also from sitting up too fast.

"Do we... have to?" she asked, blushing intensely. He shook his head.

"No, but... I just wanted to make sure that you're... okay. That we're okay," he said.

"I don't know," she said. "It was... I mean, it wasn't bad."

"Yeah. It was definitely not bad. But it was... weird. Like, like it was almost a dream," he said, recalling the sense of haze.

"Yeah," she agreed. "Do you... regret it? I mean, are you..."

"Sorry?" he asked, suddenly feeling shame not only in what it was he did in it's own sake, but in whom he had do it, or rather, to. "I, I mean, I am, if it was bad... for you," he said.

"No, not bad," she said. "You don't need to apologize. You were going to stop, but I made you do it," she said.

"You didn't make me do anything," he said. "You don't need to apologize either."

"But you regret it?" she asked again.

"I, I don't know," he said. "It's just confusing. It was just weird and... I mean, it was good..."

"Yes, it was good," she agreed.

"But now I feel weird about it, and you remember what Mom said, about how family isn't normally supposed to do that," he added.

"Yeah," she agreed.

"So, um..." he trailed off. "Actually, can we just pretend like it never happened?"

"Oh my gosh, yes! That is exactly what I was going to suggest," Twilight said, standing up in excitement before stumbling back into her seat on the couch. "Ugh," she groaned, rubbing her temple. "My head."

"You're probably dehydrated too," Shining said, fetching her a glass of water. "Here, drink some water. Apparently it fixes everything when you're in the Royal Guard," he said with sarcasm at the military solution to any ailment.

"Breakfast?" Twilight asked.

"Yeah, sure," Shining agreed. The two of them headed into the kitchen to start cooking.

Sleeping in somewhat late as they did, Cadance slept in later. It was a rare treat for the princess, away from the castle. But the clatter of the siblings cooking roused her from her slumber. She groggily walked downstairs and joined the other two ponies in the kitchen.

"Good morning, Cadance," Twilight greeted cheerfully.

"Morning," she groaned, setting to making a pot of coffee. She sat at the table and just waited for her beloved brew to work its way into her bloodstream. Her eyes slowly focused as she watched the other two try to make pancakes, spilling batter on the counter. Cadance's eyes drifted along the counter to the empty brownie plate. Her eyes slowly widened as she realized that the plate that had once been filled with brownies, was now empty. Brownies that were meant for Night Light. Brownies that were filled with virility powder.

She looked back at the two ponies making breakfast. If Twilight had eaten them, she would be a crazed, horny mare, dripping with arousal. If Shining had eaten them, he would have been sporting an erection hard enough to hammer in railroad ties.

They both seemed fine, if a bit ragged around the edges. One or both of them must have spent the entire night in their bedrooms clopping themselves stupid to have gotten all of the effects out of their system. Shining shifted uncomfortably where he stood. Likely chaffed from last night, she figured. She smirked in secretly knowing the cause for his ache. But there, at the edge of her senses, beyond the smell of the pancake batter and her coffee, Cadance could smell the remains of another mare's arousal. So they had both gotten into the midnight snacks. She grinned harder. That must have been an awkward evening.

Shining stood closer to Twilight as they worked together at the counter. Twilight just subtly leaned back against him. Cadance narrowed her eyes and wondered if they had possibly...

Nah. That's crazy, she decided, sipping her coffee. They're siblings. It was her own lewd imagination running away from her, was all.

The rest of the weekend that Twilight Velvet and Night Light were away, not much else happened. Cadance's presence was far more direct with Shining after that first night. She hadn't seriously considered the colt, nay, young stallion before. But with Night gone, it was less a choice than a lack of options. She quietly regretted not bringing more of the potion with her to make more brownies for him. But Shining was far too sore to even notice her very not-so-subtle hints.

True to their promise, Shining and Twilight were able to move on and forget about that one crazy night. Though, forget is a strong word. One does not simply forget such a thing. More accurate to say that they didn't bring it up again. For the rest of the summer, it was good old Twilight and Shining, as normal brother and sister.

"How was your summer break?" was the common question around the Royal Guard barracks. Fresh from the academy, the rookies settled in for their first year as Royal Guard ponies. Shining Armor was among them. The young stallions recounted their adventures over the summer. Some of them had traveled on vacation. Most simply spent time with their families, as Shining had. Some found love. Though not quite as Shining had. Photographs accompanied some of the tales.

"That's her," Spearhead said, showing the group a photo in his hoof, "Isn't she hot?" Shining looked at another photo in the stack beside the guard on his bed and picked it up.

"Yeah, she is," Shining said. Spearhead looked at the mare in the photo Shining was holding. It was different from the one he was holding himself.

"No, that's not my marefriend. That's my sister," Spearhead said. Shining looked back and forth between the two photos, seeing his mistake.

"Well, she's hot too, don't you think?" Shining asked. Spearhead sneered at him.

"Why would I think that about my own sister?" Spearhead asked indignantly. Shining was about to defend how he meant that objectively the mare was attractive, regardless of her relation to him when others in the surrounding crowd spoke up.

"Yeah. Why would he think that about his own sister? That's disgusting!"

"Do you think your sister is hot?" Spearhead asked.

"Yeah? Do you!?" another asked him accusingly. Shining Armor quickly became aware of the pack-mentality surrounding him and felt the stare of their judgmental eyes. There was no reasoning his way out of it.

"N-no!" Shining defended. "That would be disgusting!" He looked at Spearhead. "Chill brah, I was just messing with you." The tension of the room broke along with Spearhead's scowl. The room erupted into laughter. A couple of them threw their hooves around Shining and patted him on the back.

"Good one!"

"You actually had me going there!"

"Yeah, yeah," Shining chuckled nervously. Shame is a powerful social force, and behind his fake smile Shining felt ashamed. He felt ashamed about what had happened between him and his sister. And the way he had felt about his mother. While he didn't relish it, neither did he have the visceral revulsion to the idea the others seemed to have. His parents had tried to warn him about how wrong it was in the eyes of society. He didn't want to believe it. But now he was beginning wish that they had never done it in the first place.

He was surrounded by ponies in the barracks. But in that moment, he felt very alone.

On the other side of Canterlot, Princess Celestia sat in her office at her School for Gifted Unicorns. She read over her notes of Princess Cadance's disappointing 'debrief' from that summer. She recalled the conversation.

"Cadance, How was your return visit to Twilight's family?" Celestia asked. Cadance shrugged.

"It was okay, Auntie," she said, trying to remain diplomatically neutral. In truth, Cadance was equally disappointed that she didn't get another chance to lay Night Light. But she could never tell Celestia that. He was a married stallion. And she was a princess after all. It was scandalous.

"I'm sure that young stud, Shining Armor, was pleased to see you again," Celestia said, giving her a playful nudge. Cadance rolled her eyes.

"Please. He was more occupied with spending time with his sister than me," Cadance huffed. Celestia pursed her lips, silently cursing the little, purple distraction. She knew it wasn't her place to tell Velvet not to have any more foals after Shining. She was still a free mare after all. But it was doing no favors for Celestia's matchmaking efforts.

"Well, I'm sure he will notice you soon enough," Celestia said, positively certain of it.

Celestia sighed at her desk and put her notes away, along with her thoughts. It was a school day and she needed a clear head. She stood up and walked down to the laboratory wing, where students would be waiting to begin their potion class. She looked through the door at the teacher overseeing the classroom. Most of the students were reading the lesson that they had been assigned. Celestia spotted Twilight Sparkle among them, sitting beside her best friend, Moon Dancer. Meanwhile, Lemon Hearts and managed to get her head stuck inside an Erlenmeyer Flask. Minuette and Twinkleshine chased after the panicked pony as she ran around the room. Just another day at Celestia's School for Gifted Unicorns.

Celestia opened the door to relieve the frazzled teacher. Celestia caught Lemon Hearts with her magic and made the flask vanish from her head. Once the commotion had settled down, the students paired up to do the potion lab. Minuette and Twinkleshine were each other's go-to partner. As was Lemon Hearts and Moon Dancer. Twilight Sparkle's usual partner, Lyra Heartstrings, was filling in for a student that was absent with an illness, helping another student.

Twilight Sparkle seemed no worse for it, easily accomplishing the assignment on her own. In fact, she was able to work faster and produce more spectacular results unimpeded by a lab partner. While she did not yet possess the raw power that Princess Cadance did as an alicorn, Twilight had the talent and ability to be the most powerful unicorn in ages.

Celestia had been so sure of Cadance's role once she had successfully become an alicorn as a blank-flank filly. But in truth, Twilight's cutie mark was that of the Tree of Harmony. There could be no mistaking it; she was predestined to be the Element of Magic. She was one of six ponies that embodied the Elements of Harmony, the most powerful magic known to Equestria.

The next few years passed without any major event. Twilight Sparkle continued to excel in her studies. Shining Armor excelled in the Royal Guard. Each of them saw less and less of each other. Shining completed his officer training as Twilight entered her senior year in Celestia's school.

In the meantime, Celestia's searching across Equestria had located the other five ponies that embodied the Elements of Harmony in the nearby town of Ponyville. But Celestia knew that she was running out of time. The coming summer would be the thousandth since Celestia had banished Nightmare Moon and the summer solstice would herald her return. Celestia had a decision to make. But she knew it wasn't easy.

That evening, Celestia flew up to the peak of Canterlot Mountain, overlooking the city below. She knew that Twilight had the magic inside her to be able to defeat Nightmare Moon. But the recluse filly would not be able to unleash it until she let true friendship into her heart. And Twilight was far more content to remain alone in the library than to try to make friends, even as Celestia foisted her classmates upon her with group projects.

"Maybe I could close the library," Celestia mused aloud to herself on the mountaintop, "or throw a party in the castle. Oh, she'd have to talk to the other fillies then!" Celestia looked up at the moon in the evening sky. The Mare in the Moon looked back. She knew that Twilight couldn't just make friends with anypony. It had to be the other fillies she had found that embodied the Elements of Harmony in Ponyville. Celestia's eyes teared up. "I must send her away."

Celestia returned to her throne room to mull over her choice. She knew what she had to do. But as she paced back and forth, she kept inventing all kinds of reasons why she shouldn't send her.

"What if she runs into a Manticore? Or what if she gets pulled into Tartarus? Or worst of all, what if she doesn't get along with anypony!?"

"Are we supposed so say something?" one of her guards whispered to the other.

"I don't think so," the other whispered back.

Of all the reasons Celestia could think of to not send her away, as she looked out the window, she knew there was one glaring reason why she must. It shone brightly in the night sky. And there was one other, less immediate, but no less important reason. Twilight was impeding Celestia's matchmaking. The sooner she could separate Twilight from Shining Armor, and to Ponyville, the better it would be for Celestia to be able to accomplish both of her goals. But she knew Twilight would not easily agree to be needlessly sent away from her studies, even if it was a royal decree. As with all things she did, Celestia would have to be subtle.

"I should at least wait until the end of the semester," Celestia decided. "But in the meantime..."

The next morning, Shining Armor received a letter with the royal seal. He opened it quickly. Inside was a royal summons to the throne room for an assignment to be verbally given directly from Celestia herself. Shining gulped.

There was only two reasons why somepony would be summoned to the throne room. It was either extremely good, or extremely bad. There was no middle-ground. And he hadn't saved Canterlot from a dragon attack, or anything, so he doubted that he was going to receiving a medal. But he hadn't done anything bad either, unless...

Shining felt his fur stand up.

Twilight was attending Celestia's School for Gifted Unicorns. She would be seeing the princess on a regular basis. What if Twilight told her about what they had done with each other!? he thought. Something told him he would be making a visit to the gelding clinic soon. But failing to answer a summons would be far more dire consequences. He wanted to run away. He didn't even know where. But if, on top of everything else, he added abandonment, he would be a hunted stallion for sure, until he was brought in for court-martial. Even if it was not often used, Canterlot Castle still had a dungeon. And he had no desire to see the inside of it.

Shining took a deep breath and looked at himself in the mirror, for perhaps the last time as a stallion. He walked out to the barracks office and presented the summons to his Commander, and then made haste to the castle throne room. By the time he arrived, he felt like he had just sprinted a marathon. His heart was racing. His fur was matted with sweat. He presented his summons to the guards at the throne room doors and they opened them. He stepped inside and the doors closed behind him with a resolute thud of metal on stone. Every guard had practiced this procedure in the academy. His mind went to autopilot as his shaky, but well-trained hooves moved out from under him.

He marched across the throne room with even, confident steps that belied his inner panic. He stopped at the invisible line a certain arbitrary distance from the throne and bowed his head as he got down on his knee.

"Your Highness," Shining adressed as trained, "Lieutenant Shining Armor reports as ordered!"

"Lieutenant Armor," Princess Celestia greeted. Her voice echoed off the chamber walls. "Arise," Celestia commanded. Shining Armor stood firmly upright. He looked straight ahead, but in his peripheral vision, he could see Princess Celestia's personal guards. Princess Celestia produced a scroll with her seal of office embossed on it. "Attention to orders," she began to read aloud, "the Royal Guard Pony, Lieutenant Shining Armor shall be reassigned forthwith-"

Shining's mind raced.

To the gelding clinic.
To the Canterlot Dungeon.
To Tartarus.

"... to be the personal Royal Guard Pony to Princess Mi Amore Cadenza," Celestia announced, "and is to be promoted to the rank of Captain, effective immediately." Celestia rose from her throne. Shining bowed again. When the princess stood, you bowed. When she bowed, you bowed lower. She walked towards Shining, with his head bowed. He had heard the words, but they hadn't yet registered in his brain. He was still operating on his training. She stood, he bowed. His whole world was the red carpet on the floor filling his field of view. He felt the tip of Celestia's horn horn tap him on either shoulder. "Arise, Captain Shining Armor, personal guard to Princess Mi Amore Cadenza!"

Shining Armor stood back up and faced the Princess. She leaned down to his ear.

"At her request," Celestia whispered. She stepped aside and Shining looked past her to see Cadance, grinning as she stepped out from behind the throne. "She wanted somepony she knew, to have as her personal guard. You will be her live-in Guard. You will take your orders directly from her, and obey her every command as though they were my very own." Shining heard the words, just over the thunder of his heartbeat in his ears. "Is that understood, Captain?" Oh, shit, her voice went up. That was a question.

"Yes, Ma'am!" Shining replied confidently.

"Dismissed, Captain," Celestia said, turning to walk back up to her throne. Cadance passed her as she walked down towards Shining. With Celestia's eyes off of him, his brain processed everything backwards. One, he was still alive. Two, he wasn't being dragged off by the guards to the dungeon or clinic. Three, Cadance was looking at him.

Personal guard to Princess Mi Amore Cadenza.

"What are my orders, Your Majesty?" Shining asked with a bow to Princess Cadance.

"You may begin by accompanying me to my new villa, in the Canterlot Palisades," Cadance said.

"And then?" he asked. Cadance smirked and leaned closer.

"That is not for public ears to hear," she whispered. With practiced princess grace she strode past him. He turned and followed after her, precisely one pony-length behind her, offset at a forty five degree angle to her right side. Just as he had been trained. He didn't dare to look back at Celestia, who was surely watching his every move. Surely she was. And surely she was unable to keep the smile from her face.

Shining Armor followed Cadance through the castle. The main gate of the castle opened and they walked out into the city. He kept his head on a swivel, on a keen lookout for any potential threats. Cadance's villa was not terribly far from the palace. And no threats presented themselves. It seemed that Cadance's reputation, as a mare with whom not to buck, preceded her. Ponies in the streets gave them a wide berth as they passed. They turned onto an empty road leading up a gentle hill. At the top of it was a rather large house. It was nowhere near a big as the castle, but it was still a very impressive residence.

"Here we are," Cadance said, arriving at the front door. Shining dashed in front of her to open the door for her. The handle gave him a healthy zap and remained locked. Cadance chuckled. "Thank you, but you needn't open doors for me. You are my guard, not my butler."

"Do you have a butler?" he asked as Cadance's horn glowed.

"No," she replied as her magic dispelled the ward and unlocked the door. "Aunt Tia offered me a suite of servants for my villa but I politely declined." Cadance opened the door and she walked into the foyer. "I'm not helpless, after all. And I prefer my privacy."

"Am I to stand guard outside, then?" he asked from the porch.

"Not at all," Cadance replied, turning to grin at him. "I insist that you... come inside."

"Okay," Shining said, entering the dwelling, oblivious to her innuendo. He closed the door behind him and stood before her.

"If nothing else," Cadance continued, "Aunt Tia insisted that I have at least one bodyguard, though. I agreed, but on one condition. That I get to choose the guard."

"It's an honor, Your Majesty," he said.

"First order of mine," she said, "You may dispense with the titles. I chose you for your familiarity. So please, Shining, while we are here, call me Cadance."

"Yes, Cadance," he said with a bow.

"And no more of that," she said, lifting his head with her hoof. "Unless we are out in public, you don't need to bow to me unless I ask it of you."

"Understood," he said, standing back up at attention.

"And relax. It's just me," she said.

"Okay." He stood at-ease.

She stood in front of him and looked him up and down. She had seen him many times before, certainly, both in and out of uniform. But this time she was looking at him differently. Her expression was lost on Shining. But were he to have a keener set of eyes, he might have seen a glint in hers, one that was almost predatory. Indeed it was quite how she felt as she walked around him in a slow circle. Patient, Confident. Savoring the meal to come.

Aunt Tia was a fool to let me have but one lone pony guard, Cadance thought to herself. She had done well in her efforts to keep me chaste. Even I could not have foreseen my success with Night Light. She glanced under his tail as she walked around behind him, finding him intact. But now I have a stallion all to my own. And if he's at all like his father... Cadance practically shuddered at the thought. Patience, she reminded herself. She had all the time in the world now to do this right. She patted her tail against her marehood to try to stay her dampness.

"This way," she said. "If you are to guard this residence, you ought to know the layout. So let me give you a tour." She led him out of the foyer, and he followed after her. His nostrils reflexively flared as he caught a whiff of... something. He couldn't tell exactly what. But it made his heart flutter in his chest. He shook his head and focused on keeping his nerves under control.

"Dinning room, parlor, den, bathroom," Cadance said as they visited each room. The dining room was rather modest, with only seating for four. The parlor was cozy with couch seating for more guests. The den had a fireplace, a fully-stocked bookshelf, a reading nook, and, what Shining could only assume was, a mini-bar. The bathroom was particularly impressive. Marble tile with a pedestal sink. The tub was more like a small swimming pool with multiple shower heads above. Even so, the toilet was a rather plain porcelain 'throne'.

"Right then, upstairs." Shining followed her. As they went up the stairs Cadance flagged her tail to an almost obscene degree. From his position behind her she was certain that there was no way he couldn't feast his eyes on her. As much as she wanted to look back and catch the naughty colt in the act, she didn't want to spoil his desire. She glanced to the side at a curio cabinet, catching his reflection off of the glass window. He was trying to make it look like he wasn't staring at her marehood. Trying, and failing. She swished her tail a bit, wafting her scent to him even more, unwilling to play fair.

"Second floor," Cadance said, "My office." It was a rather plain-looking office with a nice desk and a minimal amount of paperwork. It looked like it had seen little use. "Next is the guest bedroom, which will be the 'guard's quarters' now." The guest bedroom was practically lavish. It featured table, chair, dresser, closet, and a bed larger than any he had ever seen, let alone slept in. That is until... "My bedchambers." Cadance said, opening the door to her bedroom. It was just like the guest bedroom but everything was bigger, and fancier. And her dresser came with a large vanity mirror. Her massive bed was enshrouded in a pink, sheer canopy.

"Now then," Cadance said, standing in her bedroom. "Since we're going to be seeing a lot of each other now, why don't we get a bit more acquainted?"

"You've... we've known each other for years now," he said. "What more do you want to know?"

"Well, most of the other guards weren't particularly chatty. I think they were intimidated by me. I'm curious though. What's it like in the Royal Guard?" she asked. Shining stood at attention.

"WE ARE THE ROYAL GUARD. WE ARE THE PROUD, THE FEW-"

"No no!" Cadance said, waving him to stop. "I've seen enough of the posters. I want to know the inside scoop."

"Oh. Okay."

"Is it true that they give you pills to... suppress your urges?" she asked with a coy grin.

"They gave us..." Shining began, thinking of how to describe it. "They called them vitamins. But my dad told me later that, yeah, it was to keep us from... 'getting urges'."

"Do you still take them?" she asked. He shook his head.

"No. It was just for when we were in basic training."

"That's good," she said. "I don't want my guard to be... impaired in any way."

"Okay," Shining agreed. It made sense.

"Tell me, Shining, have you ever been kissed by a mare?" she asked. Shining mind flashed to when he had kissed Twilight that night. Or during that lesson when he was being home schooled by his- "Your mom doesn't count," Cadance added. Shining somehow turned a whiter shade of pale. "Kissing you goodnight as a colt," she added. "Is that a no?" she asked. He certainly wasn't going to correct her otherwise. He shook his head. "Never had a special somepony?" she asked. He shook his head again. She smiled and walked closer to him. "Would you like one?" she asked with her very best bedroom eyes. He had missed just about all of the subtle, and not-so-subtle hints that she had lobbing his way. But that one, he got. Somewhat in shock, he opened his mouth to answer. She didn't wait for one, instead giving him one of her own, kissing his mouth with hers.

To call Shining's kissing skills novice would have been charitable. Cadance parted her lips to further the kiss but Shining reflexively pursed his. Beyond that, she'd had more interactive kisses from the pony statues in her foyers. It ended as quickly as it started. She made a mental note to spend some time improving his technique. But her point was made.

"I'd like one too," she whispered. The shock of the kiss faded and Shining's mind was able to form a cohesive thought. He very-much wanted a special somepony. Cadance was one of the prettiest mares in Equestria, and a princess to boot. Best of all, she was a mare he didn't have to be ashamed to be attracted to. He couldn't wait to tell everypony. "But we can't tell anypony," she said.

"Oh?" he asked with disappointment.

"I'm a princess," she said, stating the obvious. "And you're my guard. We aren't allowed to get involved, romantically. So it will just have to be our little secret. Okay?" He nodded. "Good." She turned to walk towards the bed and sat on the edge. Her marehood dampened the covers. "Now then, why don't we work on your kissing?"

"My kissing?" he asked. She nodded.

"Come on over here," she said with a wave of her hoof. He stood in front of where she was sitting and leaned in to kiss her. She put a hoof up to stop him. "Uh, ah!" she chided. She flopped back onto the bed with her tail and legs hanging off the edge. He made a special effort to keep his eyes from drifting south of the equator. He moved to climb onto the bed to kiss her. "Hold on," she said. He stopped and stood where he was. "Before you kiss me, you need to bow," she said.

"Oh, okay," he said. He hadn't read up on 'princess kissing' etiquette and simply took her at her word. He bowed his head slightly. Cadance propped herself up on her elbows.

"Lower," she instructed. He did as he was told and bow a bit lower, getting even closer to the source of her musk. "Lower," she repeated.

"Uh," he hesitated, unsure of just how close he was going to be able to get to her nethers.

"Low-wer," she sang, gently placing her hoof on the top of his head. He let her push him downward until his lips met hers. "There," she breathed. "Practice kissing," she said. Shining didn't need her hoof on his head for it to be plainly obvious what she wanted him to do. She was a princess, after all. It only stood to reason that she would expect to be pleasured first. Not that he was complaining. Her scent and flavor was bliss as he began to happily lick away.

"Oo-ooh! You're quite talented at this," she admitted. "At the top, try-" Shining cut her off giving her clitoris a kiss and a quick suck. Cadance audibly gasped at the contact. "Are you s-sure you're a v-virgin?" she asked. He nodded, rubbing his nose against her clit as he kept licking her pussy. "Well you certainly s-seem to know what you're d-doing!" she said, gripping at the covers with her hooves. "And here I thought I was going to have to tell you where to put it." Shining paused and looked up at her.

"I know where to put it," he said a bit defensively. Though to Cadance it sounded a lot more sexy.

"Oh, I bet you do," she breathed. If he was anything like his father, Cadance was looking forward to exactly that with great anticipation.

"Want me to show you?" he asked, standing up. He reared up and flourished his throbbing erection sticking out from under his armor. It was every bit as big as she was hoping.

Oh, by the sweet stars above, YES!

"Finish your meal first. Then you can have your dessert," Cadance said, directing him back downward. Shining did as he was told and brought his face down between her legs again. He offered no complaint and happily resumed licking her. As badly as she wanted him to just take her, right then and there, she feared that his inexperience would leave him with a hair trigger. With that in mind, her horn glowed she cast her contraceptive spell while she still had the presence of mind to do so. Just because the couch at his parents' house pulled out, didn't guarantee that he would, after all.

Secondly, and almost as importantly, she knew that once he started using that, he wouldn't stop until he was done. When a stallion was done, they were done. At least for a while. She wanted to make sure that she got her jollies at least once first. Though she had to give credit where credit was due. He had her well on her way to getting hers.

Shining Armor, for his part, applied every last scrap of knowledge he had on the matter at hoof, and tongue. To his credit, he stayed his drive to mount her immediately, even as his demanding need bobbed beneath him. He wracked his memory about the subject and mentally compared notes... and parts.

The basic anatomy of Cadance's marehood was familiar enough in all the ways that mattered. But it was unique in a few key was as well. Her lips were a bit fuller, more puffy. And obviously pink, inside and out. He felt conflicted as he compared and contrasted it to the other pussies that he had seen before. Twilight's was a bit more narrow, and more taut. Velvet's was softer and more stretchy. He felt a pang of shameful guilt at the thought. Contrariwise, his stallionhood throbbed harder still. Like so many things in the heat of the moment, he pushed it aside to simply enjoy the moment itself. Here was a willing mare that wanted him. And by the sounds of it, this was to be the first of many. And best of all, he wasn't related to her.

Heh.

The fact that he would yet again have to keep his relationship a secret was of no consequence to him as he felt her writhing under his ministrations. He had become quite good at it. Both pleasing a mare, and keeping secrets.

Cadance's back arched and her wings sprang out from under her to either side as he flicked her clit with his tongue one last time and sucked it. Her thighs clamped together on his head as she came. She didn't squirt, so much as gushed her marecum into his mouth. Shining just held on to his breath as she held onto his head. Her hips rocked and rolled back and forth and side to side until at last her legs fell slack on the bed in exhaustion.

"That was- wow," Cadance breathed. Shining rubbed his neck, pleased to find that she hadn't broken it. He wiped his mouth as best as he could of her wetness. He leaned over her and planted little kisses up along her tummy.

His veiny cock between them slid against her pussy, getting even wetter with her lubrication. He looked down and guided the tip to her entrance with his magic, holding it there with a slight amount of pressure. He looked up at her eyes and waited. She looked at him and nodded. He leaned forward and pushed into her in a single, smooth motion. Cadance gasped as the air was forced from her lungs. He was every bit as long as she remembered Night Light being. But where he really excelled was his thickness. He gradually got deeper until his thick tip pressed against her deepest barrier as he bottomed out inside of her.

"A perfect fit," she breathed as he held himself there. He started to move again, agonizingly slowly. "Go," she demanded. "Just go!" He did as he was told and rutted her as fast and as hard as he pleased. Cadance had gotten her way, and was happy to let him have his. Many times.

While they enjoyed their 'dessert', Princess Celestia enjoyed a dessert of her own back in Canterlot Castle. Cadance thought that she was so clever, negotiating a lone, unfixed stallion into her own keeping. Unknowingly playing right into her aunt's hoof. Celestia grinned and took a sip of her tea. She brought the tiny dessert to her lips and took a dainty, princess-like bite.

"Easy as cupcakes."

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