"The Other Side" Chapter 13- Passions

(Okay... we're entering cloplike territory. This IS rated mature, but... just thought I'd warn ya. If Ponies and Humans getting it on isn't your thing, do NOT read this. But if it is... Enjoy. Oh, and you can read until I put a huge SEXY SEX TIME in brackets. P.S. Jake... Don't blame me if you read this, dammit.)

Dylan worked for hours before finally retiring for the day. He felt like every muscle in his body was on fire, and if he didn't put the fire out soon, he'd turn into a pile of ash.

He was given his day's pay from Big Macintosh, as Applejack was still recovering from straining herself. Dylan worried for her, wondering if it was his fault that she had hurt herself. It wasn't; that was just how Dylan's mind worked. His greatest urge... the most powerful thing about him... was that he would do anything to protect those he loved. He would die for them, and ask for and expect nothing in return. But his greatest strength was also his greatest weakness; he took on all the pain of those he protected. Whatever their problems, whatever their fears, he would take them. Dylan was a broken man and he knew it. He never regretted it, but sometimes his pain was just too much; he had contemplated suicide many times before. There were three reasons for this desire: His miserable and completely sorrowful love life; his mother's death; his absence of any friends. The only thing holding him back from killing himself on his world was his brother and his faith in his God.

It was no wonder that Dylan was so full of rage. Dylan had been bullied ever since he was a child. He used to just take it, but then... everything changed. One day, he snapped. He hospitalized two kids, both had bullied him, and both had gone too far that fateful day; they had insulted his family.

This wasn't the end of his rage as a child, though. Dylan and his brother, Colin, had got in a fight with three boys in a gymnasium. Despite his brother being smaller than all three of their opponents, the brothers beat them within an inch of their lives. They constantly juggled between opponents, throwing wild punches and kicks with furious energy. Their opponents were completely outmatched; the two brothers constantly butted heads, competitively rather than abusively, and they both had a large reserve of aggression deep inside. Dylan though, he was completely filled with rage; rage at tyrants, rage at bigots, rage at hypocrites, rage at liars, rage at those who would dare hurt what people lived so dearly.

He also felt rage at himself for being so selfish, for being so twisted, for being so sinful. His desires for justice and vengeance, along with his rage, were enough to gain some disapproval from his Christian peers. He knew how wrong they were; preaching anger as evil was like saying that having sex is evil. Being angry at evil and at those who practiced it wasn't evil; if you believed that, then you support evil yourself. But, like many things, anger has two sides; the anger of the Avenger, and the anger of the Beast.

***

Fluttershy sat, waiting in the dark, breathing heavily and excitedly. Her heart thumped in her chest; so fast that it seemed like it would burst out and land on the floor, spewing blood all around the room. She looked out of the window, staring into the night with a longing look in her eyes.

Why do I feel this way? Why do I want to? Is it because I've never really felt like this before? WHY DO I HAVE SO MANY QUESTIONS?!

Fluttershy frowned, looking down at her hooves in disappointment. She shed a single tear, which slowly rolled down her cheek.

Why can't he be like me?... WHY CAN'T /I/ BE LIKE HIM?!

She stomped down on the floor, the shimmering tear growing ever closer to falling to the ground. Her legs began to quiver, the delicate limbs trembling gracefully, even when she was in complete turmoil. The feelings she felt seemed to smash against each other like warriors in battle; Love and Disgust butted heads inside her soul, each fighting for dominance.

Fluttershy turned in surprise to the opening door. In the doorway was Dylan. He had been looking at a low angle to unlock his new House's door. Blue, awestruck eyes slowly moved upwards to gaze into teal eyes full of sadness. Dylan lost his balance and stumbled down and landed on his knees; the shock of finding his supposedly empty house occupied by his new friend was too much for him. The word friend wasn't exactly accurate; he felt something more for her...

"F-Fluttershy! What're you-" Dylan's tongue stood completely stiff when he saw the tear finally drop off the side of Fluttershy's face and fall softly to the floor below. His heart seized in his chest; he couldn't stand seeing her sad, he would rather take a heavy beating than see someone he loved cry... As a matter of fact, he'd rather take anything rather than see her cry. "Why are you cryi-" Dylan was cut off mid-sentence by the most unexpected and yet the most wonderful thing he could imagine; Fluttershy kissed him.

She locked her lips to his, wrapping her hooves around his back to pull him close. Dylan's eyes widened completely, and he began to kiss her with the same amount of enthusiasm. His eyes were starting to droop closed when they shot open again. He pulled away from the kiss and broke from Fluttershy's grip.

She's... SHE'S NOT HUMAN! THIS ISN'T RIGHT! What are you doing?! You're a freak! How could you do that?!

Dylan's thoughts poured from his mind, yet they didn't feel like his. Dylan looked back at Fluttershy with a mask of dread on his face. She stared at him in shock, then misery. Tears flowed from her eyes like rivers of crystal, each of them containing immeasurable amounts of sorrow. She looked like she was about to try and bolt out the front door to leave Dylan forever. "I... I knew this would happen. I knew you wouldn't... feel the same way. I... I just wanted to show you how... how I feel..."

Fluttershy's mind was a storm of emotions that threatened to burst forth and wash away everything that she had ever wanted with Dylan.

He... HE DOESN'T LOVE ME! WHY DID I HAVE TO BE A PONY! WHY!?!?!? WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY?!?!?!?!?!? I... I can't... I can't be with him... I can't love him...

Dylan's mind was just as full of rampant emotion, except that Dylan's mind was more like a war; two different minds fighting to destroy each other. NOOOOOO!!!! YOU'RE NOT ME!!!! I LOVE HER! I LOVE HER!!!! GET OUT! GET OUT!!!!

Dylan's very soul seemed to be crying, weeping tears of spirit as he realized what she must be feeling.

She's a freak. It's a sin to love her like this, you know; She's an animal.

This voice seemed to scratch at the surface of his mind like barbed wire against glass, causing him to twitch and writhe in pain. The words had the opposite effect than the other mind intended; Dylan became furious, not at himself, but at the words that had just drifted into his mind.

No. You're wrong. I love her. To love someone is not a sin... I have enough hatred to know that. You're not God... You don't get to tell me what is wrong and what is right... She isn't the animal... I AM.

With these final two words seemed to erupt in fire as Dylan's mental power surged, trying to murder, to destroy, to annihilate what had dared to hurt her... His /love.

Two figures stood on a plain of fire and blackness, facing each other amongst the sharp and rocky ground. One was a twisting mass of flesh with a body made up of an uncountable amount of creatures. Darkness seemed to drift off it in waves, liquid blackness dancing around its body in erratic, nightmarish shapes. It seemed to smile as it looked at the other figure. What faced this abomination looked like something from hell itself; it was a giant canine the size of a grizzly bear, off which dark flames writhed and danced. It stood on two legs with its arms tensed and ready to strike. It's eyes seemed to pour forth a light that could only come from the pit of fire itself, and they were staring right at the chaotic form in front of it.

With a soul-shaking roar, the hellhound charged, focusing every last shred of bloodlust it possessed into its attack. The roar itself was unimaginably powerful; the earth in front of it exploded in a torrent of flaming shards. It left a burning, jagged crater thirty feet wide, a hundred feet long, and five feet deep. The chaos-thing let out a startled cry; it had underestimated its opponent. It barely evaded the blades, spears and chunks of burning stone hurtling towards it with deadly speed. The hellhound continued to charge, claws scratching and ripping into the evil ground as it shot towards its target like a living infernal missile. The chaos-thing reached out with a tendril of darkness, pointing it directly at the raging beast coming to destroy it. With a sound like a hundred screams, the tendril split, one tendril transforming into a multitude; Every last one of them was a blade aimed at the fiery hound. With a growl, the hellhound leaped high into the air, dozens of feet above the lethal spears of pure, living darkness.The chaos-thing barely had time to scream before wickedly sharp claws eviscerated it into bloody ribbons. A fire seemed to spread around the mass of destroyed flesh on the ground, consuming it. The sound of ghostly screams was heard as the thing's remains were destroyed.

***

Discord screamed as his mind was sent reeling back into his body with enough pain to send destroy the mind of a lesser being. "What... NOOOO!" Discord's cry of frustration remained inaudible to anyone other than himself. His plan -at least for the moment- had failed.

***

Dylan had won. He killed it. He destroyed utterly what had threatened to come between him and his love. He broke out of his thoughts and back into the physical world.
Fluttershy was sobbing, and she ran for the door. Dylan stopped her. She looked into his eyes with fear and confusion, unable to understand what was happening. Dylan made her understand; he held her head in his hands as he pressed his face to hers, kissing her with all the passion in his entire being. All of his emotion was poured into the words he uttered next:

"I love you."

He meant them with everything that he was. He had never loved like this before; the only girl he had ever loved had driven him to wanting to kill himself, to thinking he was worthless, that no woman would ever love him. He had never even kissed her nor any female in his whole life in the same way that he kissed Fluttershy then. She froze, her eyes still crying; the reason for the tears wasn't sadness now... It was joy. She wildly began to kiss him back, her tongue finding his as they stood there in the dark. She spoke, but the words were choked and almost impossible to speak, her love for the human... for Dylan overriding every other feeling.

"And I... I love you."

The two embraced as if there were nothing
more important than this moment; and to them, there wasn't. Dylan had never felt love like this for anyone so quickly, not to mention someone of a completely different species. He had experienced doubt and disgust initially, dismissing the relationship as something that would never be right. But she had saved his life, and he hers; there was no dismissing how deeply they cared for one another.

He had thought about her being an animal, but he knew that idea was an absolute fallacy; what was the thing that separated humans from animals? Physically, nothing except for the human form itself... which if used as an argument, would be complete bigotry. Mentally, they're smarter. Emotionally, they feel deeper than animals. All of these things seemed to separate these strange ponies from the primitive beasts as well. He loved her as strongly as he would any other human being.

He ran his fingers through her fur; it was incredibly soft and surprisingly clean, like silk. She had her forehooves wrapped around his shoulders and her pelvis pressed against him. They both gave a slight tremble as their hips pushed together, the touch sending waves of arousal coursing through their bodies. Dylan reached behind himself and pulled the door shut, turning the lock after doing so. Dylan's breathing was slow but deep, full of an expectant, nervous energy. Fluttershy's breaths were the opposite; quick and shallow, but they contained the same excitement and desire that Dylan's did. They continued to kiss, their faces locked together in sensual harmony. Their minds emptied themselves of everything but their love for each other.

With a slow, sly smile, Fluttershy moved one of her hooves from around Dylan's shoulders and down to his waist. He shuddered as her hoof brushed over his crotch playfully, barely able to contain himself. Fluttershy continued to grin as their tongues twisted and danced around each other, each frantically searching for their counterpart.

Dylan slid one hand gently around the back of Fluttershy's head, holding her in the kiss that they had been sharing for quite some time now. His other hand traced down her spine, sending chills spreading through Fluttershy like wildfire. After making its way down the mare's back, Dylan's hand found its target; the round, delicate, butter-colored rump of Fluttershy. Dylan's calloused fingers teasingly stroked her backside before cupping the soft flesh and giving it a flirtatious squeeze. Fluttershy giggled playfully as Dylan gave her fine posterior it's rightfully deserved appreciation.

She pulled him gracefully yet forcefully deeper into the house, keeping her lips put to good use. Dylan nuzzled against her face, his coarse beard tickling her delicate cheeks, inciting even more feminine laughter from her. Dylan laughed too, a deep, joyful chuckle; it was muffled slightly by the act of Fluttershy trying to snog him into senselessness. He cooperated with Fluttershy, following her leading steps towards his bedroom.

Fluttershy released Dylan from the kiss for a moment to stare into his eyes. "Are... Are you sure we should-"

Dylan grinned and pressed a finger to her lips. "You're my first.."

He nodded and literally threw off his coat and jacket with a laugh. Fluttershy blushed, her teal eyes looking at the floor for a moment. She pawed at the ground with one of her hooves, then looked back at Dylan with a bashful expression.

"M-mine too.." He winked as he pulled his undershirt over his head and picked her up in his arms. "Well, with you, I'm feeling a little intimidated... I mean... you are four years older than me... supposedly."

(SEXY SEX TIME)

She was considerably smaller than him, but she definitely possessed an enormous amount of sexual energy; this was clear when she pounced on him, pinning him down on the bed. He grunted as she landed softly on top of him, her soft belly pressing against his own. He felt one of his lower extremities in particular hardening with desire. Fluttershy leaned her neck downwards, bringing her face down to Dylan's chest. She rubbed her fluffy cheek against his bare skin, then looked up at him with a wink.

"You're not quite... undressed yet. Need any help? You seem to be running... out of space."

She motioned towards the constantly growing indicator of his pleasure. Dylan blushed, scratching the back of his neck in a sort of pleased embarrassment.

"I can... handle myself."

This caused another fit of giggles from the normally shy mare laying on top of him.

"Oh, is that so? Well, then... I guess you don't need me, then?"

A lusty glimmer in her eyes told him everything he needed to know. He undid his belt and kicked his pants and shoes off with his own look of confidence. He slid his boxers off with one hand, smiling as Fluttershy's jaw dropped. She had thought it looked tiny at some of the other times she had seen his 'equipment'; now she was completely blown away at the enormous size of it.

"Wh- why is it so BIG?!"

Dylan smiled, feeling quite cocky (OH DEAR GOD, PUN!) of himself. "Well, that's how I weed out the shallow ones, you see. They think it's small, then BAM! Hehe." He laughed at himself and the thought of that happening to some poor - or very lucky- girl.

"Hey... your mouth's sure open wide there... expecting something in particular?"

Dylan's voice went completely sexual at this; it was low, rumbling and completely masculine. Fluttershy gave another girlish laugh and turned around, her rump now right in Dylan's loving gaze.

"Oh. Nice view."

Fluttershy giggled and swept her tail across his face, giving her butt a playful shake before lowering her head.
Dylan went completely rigid and sat up as the wet, soft interior of Fluttershy's mouth closed on his rod. He shuddered and shivered, gripping the bed as hard as he could.
She began to stroke at it with her tongue, and then suck at it with renewed energy.

"Oh ffffffffuck!"

Dylan literally sat completely upright, his eyes nearly bulging out of his skull. Fluttershy stopped and turned to look at him, worried she had hurt him.

"Oh, no! Did I hurt-"

Dylan literally screamed his next two words, but with at the same time as he laughed. "DON'T STOP!"

Fluttershy blinked, looked relieved, then giggled and went back to her previous activity.

"Hey, you're not looking very pleased, there. I've got a surprise for you that'll fix that."

Fluttershy tried to speak, but as everyone knows, it is hard to talk with your mouth full.

"A suhpwize? Wh kahnd uff suhp-"

She was pleasantly interrupted. Dylan grabbed both of Fluttershy's rear legs, pulled them apart, and stuck his face between them. He proceeded to return the favor that Fluttershy had being doing for him. She shuddered, her legs twitching along with most of her body as she felt Dylan's tongue inside her.

"Oh, GOODNESS! BUCK ME, THAT'S GOOD!"

Dylan removed his face from between her hips for a split second to speak.

"I plan to.."

He recommenced his exploration of Fluttershy's untouched regions.
After a few minutes of this, along with moaning and laughter from both parties, the two lovers went back to kissing. Dylan flipped his equine partner over with practiced ease, bringing himself on top now. Fluttershy's legs wrapped around Dylan, holding her to him tightly.

"Ready, Flutterbutt?" Fluttershy stopped kissing at this to stare at Dylan.

"Flutterbutt?!" She sounded taken aback, and she looked like she hadn't been expecting that.

"What? I happen to like your rump... It looks quite- MMMPH!" Fluttershy gave him a wildly passionate smooch, then pulled back for a moment.

"I do have a nice rump, don't I?"

Dylan laughed and smiled.

"Yes. The nicest."

Fluttershy stared into his eyes with a mixture of love and desire, then winked.

"Flutterbutt... Hmm... I think it's cute."

"Hahaha... It's just like you. Now let's do this already! This boner is killing me!"

"Oh... Whoopsie..." Dylan moved his hips into position, preparing to lose both his and his partner's virginities. Fluttershy surprised him by pulling herself onto him, rather than him entering her.

"Damn! DAAAAAAAMN!!!!"

"OH, SWEET CELESTIA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Once they started, they couldn't stop. Dylan thrust gently but forcefully, careful not to hurt Fluttershy. Quite on the contrary, Fluttershy was moving her own hips rhythmically, pushing them towards Dylan's as fast as she could. She hung off of him contentedly, her mouth hanging open
to let forth her groans of pleasure. Dylan grunted and moaned in ecstasy, feeling himself going deeper and deeper into her with each movement. He could feel her tightening around his shaft, her muscular lips completely unwilling to release their prize. It didn't even begin to occur to him to stop; he wished it would never end. Fluttershy was panting, each breath filled with erotic joy. Dylan was shaking, his every muscle burning as he both held up an entire pegasus and made love to her at the exact same time.They both felt the climax coming, sensing that they were both about to finally finish their throes of passion.

With a combined sigh, they both released their built-up sexual energy; Fluttershy felt the spray of telltale wet warmth deep inside her, and Dylan felt the flood of hot juices on his manhood as well. They both collapsed, Dylan rolling off to the side, his energy spent.

After a few moments, Fluttershy turned to Dylan and kissed him on the cheek. He smiled and wrapped his arms around her. Fluttershy slowly spoke, her lips pulling back to reveal her loving smile beneath.

"That was..."

"Amazing?"

"Yes. Amazing." Dylan laughed as he realized something. "Oh shit. Oh shi- Hahahahaha!"

"What's so funny?"

"I've heard of riding a girl, but this time it actually makes sense! HAHAHAHAHA!"

Fluttershy rolled her eyes and snuggled up to the redheaded human lying next to her.

"Shut up and kiss me, Three-Legs."

Dylan opened his mouth to ask what that meant, but then he grinned.

"Oh, you naughty, naughty girl, you."

Fluttershy winked and grabbed Dylan's face, then began to kiss him while she laughed uncontrollably. Dylan kissed her back, chuckling lightly as he pulled back the covers and gently slid Fluttershy under them with him. They lay there and kissed for a few more minutes before they fell asleep. They were both the happiest they had ever been in their lives.

AUTHOR'S NOTE

I hope you guys enjoyed that SMEXY SMEXY chapter. It's the first 'sexy' chapter or sexy anything I've really ever written, do I hope you liked it.

But for those of you who aren't into the lovey dovey stuff (I'M LOOKING AT YOU, BLOODLPOOL!), there will be plenty of violence, destruction and suffering in the next chapters.

Now, If you'll excuse me, I have a rather... NEEDED trip to the bathroom I must take.

NOBODY INTERRUPTS CHUCKLES' CLOPTIME!

Wait... I don't have hooves... Uh... Clawtime? Pawtime? Aw, fuck it.

I HAZ BONER.

~Emperor Chuckles