Phew, I'm not up to diplomacy after that

Cadance savored the warm glow that sucking off a fat ponycock always gave her, lounging in a robe with a glass of something sparkling. Mm. Mm mm mm. There was no point in straining herself, either. Shining Armor could take care of whatever work actually needed to be taken care of. He was good like that, Cadance thought. Very dutiful. Even if he wasn't all that fun between the sheets, he definitely did make her life easier.

That did raise the question, though - he'd probably be looking for her this evening, after things wrapped up downstairs. Maybe some time with him wouldn't go amiss tonight?