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// 50. Fleurdancing in Skype 
// Story: Fuzzy Fluffy Fables 
// by Fuzzyfurvert 
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	"I love my little ponies.  I love my little ponies.  I.  Love.  My.  Little.  Ponies."

Fleur looked up from her Canterlot Times issue, her own smiling face adorning the cover, and over at Empress Cadance.  The alicorn was droning on a mantra of love, aggressively undressing herself of the Imperial Regalia and tossing the pieces carelessly about their joint suite.  Fleur marked her spot and set the magazine aside, rising gracefully to meet Cadance half way.  "Rough day at court?"

"Yes, and no, I do not wish to talk about it."  Cadance sighed tiredly, hanging her head.  "I just want this day to be over with."

Fleur smiled warmly, ducking her own head to leave a light peck on the tip on Cadance's horn.  That sent a shiver down the mare's spine and Fleur gestured toward their open living space and the soft mat where she did her stretches and yoga in between photo shoots.  "Here, take a load off your hooves my dear, let me sooth you with a little bit of massage.  I know it helps me after a long day."

Cadance sighed again, softer this time and with a smile on her muzzle.  She nodded and trudged wearily over to the mat, flopping down on it with all the grace of a sack of bricks.  The material was spongy and cool, quickly conforming to her belly and underside.  Cadance spread her wings, resting her head on her crossed front hooves.

Fleur followed the Empress, waiting for her to get comfortable before gently placing her hooves on Cadance's back, at the base of the neck.  She started to rub, pressing her hooves in to work the tight muscles there.  "Poor dear, I can feel all the tension in you.  After this, Nurse Fleur proscribes a hot shower and pasta.  Maybe a little ice cream too."

"Only doctors can prescribe treatment...nurse."  The alicorn's tone was playful, even as she groaned under the model's expert attention.  "But I think I'll let it slide."

"But I like it when you put me in your dungeons!"  Fleur giggled, working lower along Cadance's spine, over the taut wing muscles and powerful tendons there.  She deftly dodged Cadance's tail when the mare flicked at her for that comment.  She bit her lip in concentration, broadening her massage to encompass Cadance's shoulder blades and ribs.  That earned her a purr of pure bliss.

"Lower, please, Fleur!"  Cadance moaned, burying her face in her hooves to muffle herself.

The unicorn obliged, flowing down Cadance's back in tiny circles and kneading motions, hitting each successive group of muscles.  When she reached the lower back, she moved outward again to massage her fillyfriend's twin cutie marks.  They were particularly sensitive to touch, and Cadance arched her back, wing flaring wide.  Fleur chuckled, working the edge of her hooves around the heart shapes on Cadance's flanks.

"Lower!"

Fleur looked up, frowning slightly and her motions slowed.  "Are you sure?"

The Empress nodded, burying her head further under her hooves.

"Only if you're sure, Cadance.  If I go any lower, I can't promise my hooves won't wander."  Her fillyfriend didn't answer, but Cadance did slowly open her rear legs, giving Fleur access to more tired muscles.  More tension to release.  Fleur nodded solemnly.  "As my Empress commands."

Indeed, her hooves did wander, pulling moans and sighs from the stressed royal until Fleur was certain Cadance was completely relaxed, pink coat glistening with a light sheen of sweat.  She massaged each buttock, thigh, knee, and calf.  She even rubbed the frogs on Cadance's hooves until the Empress was soft and limp as putty.

Cadance sighed when Fleur's hooves finally left her, the world melting away to nothing until she was floating in blissful relaxation.  She was just starting to drift off when a jolt went through her, all of her nerve endings standing up at once, awaken by her true love's special kiss in a very sensitive spot.

"Fleur!"

The model didn't answer, but she did let her tongue do the talking for her.