Making Love
Shining Armor paced the length of his room, muttering to himself. The stallion shot a glance at the calendar every so often, his lip bottom lip becoming more and more ragged as time went on from the incessant chewing his anxiety led him to partake in. Today’s date was circled in red.
Shining still remembered how Princess Mi Amora Cadenza, whom had permitted him to call her Cadence, and how they had spent their last evening together.
“Shining,” she asked him. “Are you happy?”
Shining, whose face had been planted in a hayburger, looked up, sauce dribbling from his muzzle. “Whah?”
Cadance giggled. “You know. Are you happy with where this relationship is going?”
Shining nearly choked on his burger. Crap! She wants to have the relationship talk! Quickly, the stallion surveyed the area, looking for any possible mode of escape.
“Relax, Shining. All I want to do is talk.”
Shining nodded and smiled, nervously glancing towards the door. No, that’s too obvious...
Cadance looked sideways at her glass of water and sighed. “I just feel like we’ve been trotting in place, Shining. I want us to move forward in our relationship, but we’re both caught up in stupid things... things that keep us from really being ourselves around each other. I think we need to let go of these things, and move towards things that are going to make us a better happier, couple. We’re great together, and I want to be more than that. I want to be phenominal! Do you understand where I’m coming from, Shining?”
If I jump from that window, it’s only three stories down. Hell, with enough practice, I could even regain partial movement in my limbs back! “Wha? O-Oh! Right! Of course, honey!” Shining gave her an awkward smile, a bead of sweat gleaming on his forehead.
“Excellent! Then it’s settled.” Cadance clapped her hooves together excitedly.
“Wait, hold on,” Shining said, cocking an eyebrow incredulously. “What’s settled, exactly?”
“Tomorrow is, of course!”
“And what’s happening tomorrow?” Shining took a slow sip of water.
Cadance smiled broadly. “Why, we’re going to make love, of course!”
Shining inhaled quickly, a few ice cubes sliding into his throat.
Shining dispelled memories of the heimlich and paramedics, glancing around his room. Make love? Cadance couldn’t be serious! She was the Princess of Love! What did he have anything to do with it? If anything, he’d only complicate the situation...
“I don’t even know where to begin...” Shining moaned, sitting down on his haunches and dragging his hooves down his cheeks. “This is bad, this is really bad...”
Shining looked towards his shut door, grinding his teeth. Suppose Twilight knew something about making love? His sister was a deal bit younger than he was, but if there was a book on it, she’d have read it. The little filly had been attending advanced classes with Princess Celestia herself since the age of five.
“No doubt all sorts of random chemicals and crap...” Shining muttered. “Ugh... why didn’t I pay attention in chemistry? They probably went over how to make love briefly during one of those times I was holed up at the back of the class...”
Reconsidering the Twilight idea, he dismissed it. “She’ll think I’m weird, start asking questions... or worse, she’ll laugh at me for not knowing how to make love! Ga-ah...” Shining clutched his head, hanging it low against his chest. “This is so bad...”
He heard a door open downstairs, and his eyes shot open. He yanked his head to the clock, and saw the time. With a heavy gulp, he whispered to himself, “She’s here...”
He listened carefully as the sound of hooves climbed the stairs. Holding his breath, he closed his eyes and counted slowly down from ten in his mind as the hoofbeats got closer.
He only reached four when he heard the knocking on his door.
“Can I come in?” Cadance’s voice floated from behind the door. Shining squeaked.
“S-Sure!”
The door slid open slowly, and Cadance trotted in, cocking her eyebrow at the quivering wreck of a stallion that Shining had become. “Shining? Are you alright?”
Shining opened one eye slowly, looking at Cadance. Slowly, he opened his mouth, dry as cotton, and spoke. “Y-Yeah! I’m just fine. I, uh, sat on something sharp.”
“Well, why don’t you get off it?”
Damn!
“U-Uh, I’ve gotten used to it! Feels nice now.”
Wait, what? Shining, you f—
Cadance snorted. “Whatever you say, Shiny.” Slowly advancing towards him, her eyes at a half lid, she licked her lips sultrily. “So, my big stallion... are you ready to make love?”
Both of Shining’s eyes opened, and they quickly narrowed. “Wha... Cadance, why are you giving me your makeout look? We’re gonna need to be as aware as we can be if we’re gonna do this.”
It was Cadance’s turn to give a perplexed, apprehensive look. “Um, Shining? What is it exactly that you think we’re going to do?”
“Well, make love, of course!” Shining sat up a bit straighter, Cadance’s own confusion allowing for him to compose himself a bit better. “You said we were gonna make love, didn’t you? Look, don’t think worse of me because of this, but I really missed out when they went over how to cook the stuff up in school. But hey, you’re the Princess of Love! There’s no one better to show me how to do it!”
Cadance’s brow slowly knit together, and Shining clapped his forehooves together. “So! What do we need? I think we can borrow Twilight’s chemistry kit, she won’t notice if we jack it from her for a little while—”
“Shining,” Cadance said slowly, interrupting her special somebody. “Just what exactly do you think ‘making love’ constitutes?”
“Well, some sort of complicated science crap, for starters,” Shining, said, oblivious to Cadance’s tone. “I may not know a lot about it, but I know THAT much. Look, it’s gonna be dinner in a little bit, so if you want to finish that up before we head out, we better get started.”
Cadance stared at Shining for a few brief moments before breaking out into riotous laughter. Shining looked at Cadance, completely flummoxed by her reaction.
“What’s so funny, Cadance?” Shining demanded. “Look, I already admitted I know essentially nothing about this whole thing, you don’t need to make me feel worse about it!”
“Shining, ‘making love’ isn’t any scientific pursuit,” Cadance said, wiping a tear from her eye as she stifled another chortle. “I want to have sex with you!”
Shining sat, motionless for a moment, before slowly sliding backwards, landing on his back, out cold.
When Cadance brought him around, Shining found himself on his back, laying on the comforter of his bed. The pink pony princess was laying on her belly, wings tucked neatly to her side, head propped up by a forehoof.
“You’re such a silly stallion, Shining...” Cadance crooned lovingly, using her free hoof to tease his mane slightly.
“Jeez, Cadance!” Shining grunted, giving her a stern look. “Why’d you beat around the bush like that? You could have just TOLD me that you wanted to rut, like a regular pony would!”
Cadance rolled her eyes. “Shiny, I was just trying to be seductive. Romantic. You know.”
“No! I really don’t! No one’s used that term to refer rutting!” Shining exclaimed, clearly exasperated. “Jeez...”
“Well, I would have expected earth ponies to refer to it as rutting, and to never have heard of ‘making love’...” Cadance said, tapping her chin ponderously. “But a unicorn with such ties to royalty as you and your family are? Haven’t your parents ever used the term to describe their bedroom endeavours?”
Shining promptly shoved his hooves in his ears. “Woah! Cadance! P-Please... the less I know about my parents’ ‘bedroom endeavors’, the better!” He blushed slightly and removed the hooves from his ears. “We’re not really the kind of family who talk about that kind of thing.”
“And your friends?”
“I’m the only unicorn in my guard class,” Shining admitted.
“That’d explain it...” Cadance said with a chuckle. “Well, no need to worry, my strong stallion...” Cadance placed a hoof against Shining’s chest. “I’ll show you what differences making love from rutting...”
Shining made a small noise as Cadance slid up beside him, straddling his form. She bent her head over his, gently meet his lips with her own. The soft, nearly velvety lips against his own was a sensation he was used to experiencing, but something was far different this time around. There was a different passion in the kiss, and it wasn’t until that moment that Shining realized just how reserved Cadance usually was in her kisses.
When they broke apart, Shining was blushing heavily. “J-Jeez, Cadance... why can’t you kiss me like that all the time?”
“Oh, we’re only getting started,” Cadance promised her stallion, kissing the nape of his neck. Her hooves caressed his side, and he moaned gently, feeling as they glided across him. Cadance’s hooves graces his hips, and one passed over to his crotch, gently bumping against the sheath.
“Aah...” Shining gasped, feeling a jump in the pit of his stomach. “A-Are you sure you want to—”
“How else do you expect to do this?” Cadance said jovially, licking Shining’s cheek playfully. Shining’s blush produced palpable waves of heat.
Crawling her way to the edge of the bed, Cadance raised her rump in the air, her tail tucked between her legs. She turned her head just barely over her shoulder, her smile now a bit more... Shining couldn’t place the quality, accurately. Was it dangerous? Certainly, but it was an inviting sort of dangerous. Something that sought to drag him from his spot and take her, right then and there.
“What are you waiting for?” Cadance’s voice was barely above a whisper, trailing along through the air as a seductive breeze. Her tail, still between her legs, gently waved back and forth. “Come and get it...”
Shining rolled to his side, and gently tucked his hoof under Cadance’s tail. Her legs gently trembled as he pushed upward, letting the fine, silken hairs drape over his hoof. Shining carefully moved the tail up and over one of Cadance’s shapely flanks, gazing upon her nethers for the first time.
Cadance’s vulva was pink like the rest of her coat, but it was a softer shade. Her lips were just barely spread, the head of her clit poking out at the bottom. Her anus was just an inch or two above, puckered, and elevated, the same soft shade. Shining closed his mouth promptly to keep from drooling. His cock, which had been somewhat shy, only barely poking from his sheath due to Cadance’s previous teasings, was now sliding out at record rates. In mere moments, he was standing at full mast, cock throbbing.
“Come, Shining,” Cadance said, almost begging. “Do what you know you want to...”
Shining leaned forward, inhaling Cadance’s scent. The sweet musk almost caused his mouth to overflow, and he had to swallow hard just to be able to breath again.
“C-Can I just...” Shining began to ask, before trailing off, breathing heavily.
Cadance nodded, which Shining barely caught over the line of her flanks. “With each time we make love, we will add more and more foreplay... for this first time, I don’t think we need to much. Just give me a little kiss, and then feel free to dive right in, my strong stallion.”
Shining looked back at Cadance’s enticing lips, and slowly leaned in, his lips drawing to a pucker. Gently, he landed a short, yet passionate kiss just millimeters from Cadance’s partially exposed clit. He knew he had done something right (he vaguely recalled something about pleasure centers on mares from health class) when Cadance drew a sharp breath, her flanks and legs shuddering as her vulva slowly opened, and her clit pushed itself forward, almost exposing itself fully.
“G-Good boy, Shiny...” Cadance breathed, biting her lip. “You made me wink!”
Shining straightened slightly, feeling his pride inflate. “Heh... not bad for a first timer, huh?”
“Not at all...” Cadance said back, wiggling her rump in earnest. “Now, do as you please...”
Shining slowly got to his hooves, looking down at the alicorn beneath him. Her wings were twitching, as if itching to spring open and fully extend, and her tail, while still curled over her flank and splaying down her side, was quivering. Slowly, he trotted forward to the edge of the bed himself, his belly hanging over Cadance’s back.
“Hurry, it’ll be easier while I’m still so open,” Cadance advised, her voice ever-so-slightly shaky. Shining nodded, crouching low to his mate. He suppressed the urge to squeak out loud as his tip brushed slightly against the fine, gently groomed coat of Cadance’s plush plot. He shifted his hips to the right, as dragged his cock with them, prodding against the side of her pussy as he did so.
“You’re almost there,” Cadance said, encouragingly. “Keep going!”
Shining inches his way across the soft yet hairless flesh. The first thing that he noticed was not the dip, nor the texture change, but the heat. This made the blush from his cheeks seem like an icebox in comparison. Chewing the side of his cheek, Shining made a quick assessment of the situation: the heat wasn’t unbearable, but it was somewhat uncomfortable. Not in a painful sort of way, but it made him experience a hunger that begged him to thrust forward and TAKE Cadance in order to be satiated.
Shining pressed himself forward, letting out a strangled moan as his cock sank into Cadance’s velvety embrace. His forelegs shook, and he dipped down, practically falling on Cadance as he dragged his front legs in to embrace her. Cadance grunted as Shining’s weight pressed on her, but otherwise made no noise.
Shining pushed himself forward, feeling his cock guided up slightly by a soft, fleshy mound. As he went deeper and deeper, he felt tiny ridges along the sides of his cock that he glided past with relative ease. It wasn’t until he just about reached his medial ring that Cadance spoke.
“S-Stop... stop right here.”
Shining obliged, and for a brief moment, rested there, the warm embrace and the mix of their musks feeding the hunger and clouding his brain. He lifted his hips, and with one thrust, shattered the spell, establishing a semi-regular rhythm of thrusts into Cadance.
The alicorn let out a small squeak, gripping the side of the bed with her front hooves as Shining began to pound her pink, puffy princess pussy. She inhaled deeply, feeling the veins on Shining’s shaft, and the ridges ringing his cockhead press into her walls, rubbing and electrifying the sensitive nerves hiding just below the flesh.
Shining let out a low moan, closing his eyes, digging his forehooves into Cadance’s belly as he tried to stay true to one rhythm of thrusts. He couldn’t help it, though—occasionally, he’d be overwhelmed by sheer sensation, and he’d pause slightly, or he’d end up thrusting shallowly, and try to make up for it in the next thrust by moving deeper. Cadance didn’t seem to mind, at least. If he happy little moans and her short gasps were any indication, Shining seemed to be doing at least something right.
Shining dipped his head down, resting the underside of his chin against Cadance’s head, her mane sticking to his coat, sweat plastering them together. As he continued to delve into her, sweat fell from his body, mingling with Cadance’s own as it dropped from his flanks, his forehead, his body...
How could a room heat up this fast?
Shining felt something tug in the pit of his stomach, but he paid it no heed. He simply continued to press forward, then pull back, press forward, then pull back... he had become a machine, merely piston, meant to move back and forth for the reward of pleasure.
Cadance lifted a hoof, and placed it against Shining’s cheek, prompting him to open his eyes. He looked down, and saw that she had turned her head, and was smiling at him.
Her eyes dropped down, and she craned her neck. Shining pressed himself in for a stronger thrust, and met Cadance’s lips with his own. The two shared a heated kiss, almost heavy enough to drag them downward off the bed.
The tug Shining had felt in his stomach pull tighter this time, and he could no longer ignore it. His thrusts were less focused, and more shallow, if faster. Cadance could feel the change herself, and broke the kiss, nibbling on Shining’s bottom lip before speaking.
“Can you hold on for just a bit longer?” she asked in a soft, sultry voice. Shining merely shook his head, sweat being flung from his forehead as his mane flopped limply.
“Then feel free to go ahead... pull out and let go.”
Shining released Cadance’s stomach, and pressed hard against the bed. The springs screeched in protest as he dug his hindhooves into the bed as well, his cock sliding out of Cadance’s tunnel with impressive speed.
He fell backwards into his rump, and with the help of his hoof, Shining’s penis slapped against Cadance’s rump, moaning loudly as he felt the first rope of cum shoot from his shaft. His testes were clenched tight against his body, and two more long shots came forth from him, landing each in different spots. The first rope had splattered Cadance’s back, and the next two created a vaguely-”x” shaped pattern on Cadance’s left flank.
“Ah-ahh...” Shining moaned, a few weakened shots landing on Cadance’s thigh and leg, the remaining, watery ends of the orgasm dripping down his cock.
“Mmm...” Cadance moaned. “Enjoy yourself, I take it?”
Shining nodded, his breathing quick and shallow. “D-Did you?”
Cadance’s horn sparked, and a nearby tissue box, nearly depleted (Shining was a teenage colt, after all), moved from the desk on the far side of the room and settled next to the stallion’s flank on the bed. Lighting up his own horn, Shining began to clean Cadance as well as he could, her fur matted down where the semen had landed.
“I did, Shiny... that was very good for your first time!”
Shining cocked an eyebrow incredulously. “B-But... did you, you know...” He paused, gasping, his breath not truly returned to him. “Cum?”
Cadance giggled softly. “I’m sorry to say that I did not... it’s very hard to make a mare properly orgasm, you know.” Shining sighed, his face falling and his ears flattening as he continued to mop cum from his special somepony’s body.
“Buuut...” Cadance said, grinning. “After dinner, I don’t see why you couldn’t have your chance to help me out.”
Shining’s ears shot up.
“I am going to need a shower to get this out, though,” Cadance said. “And you’ll want to get those sheets cleaned as fast as possible if you don’t want your parents to catch on.”
Shining smiled, watching as Cadance hopped down from the bed. Sighing, he reclined on the bed as the princess trotted from the room, her volmuous flanks and tail swaying all the way.