Chapter 15

I was sitting on Fluttershy’s couch early Thursday morning. The TV was on as usual and I wasn’t paying attention to it, as usual. My thoughts were racing about the previous night at Rarity’s.

“How the fuck did that happen?...God damn, Fluttershy is HOT…I need to get a hot tub…Rarity is fucking HOT too…I can’t believe she let me cum inside her…my girlfriend becomes a psycho when she’s horny…I love it…I need to get a hot tub…” my thoughts just continued to run in a closed loop like this all night long.

Angel bunny was sat next to me all night, both of us waiting for the pink haired girl to get out of bed. Speaking of which…

At about 7:00am Fluttershy came out of her room and walked silently around the end of the couch, sitting on the cushion about two feet from me. She would usually say ’good morning’ or something, followed placing her head on my shoulder with a light-hearted sigh, but today she seemed distant. She just sat there, staring vacantly at the wall next to the TV.

“Good morning,” I said.

She gave no response.

“Uh, hi?” I said again.

She remained motionless.

“Are you OK?” I asked, starting to wonder what was going on with her.

“Is this about last night?” I wondered.

When she didn’t respond again, I reached out to stroke her arm, prompting her to blink a couple times and slowly turn her head to look at me, revealing a look of worry in her eyes.

“What’s wrong?” I asked, with my brows furrowed.

She shook her head slightly, without saying anything.

“Are you upset about last night?...at Rarity’s?” I asked.

Her eyes finally seemed to focus on mine and she drew in a breath suddenly, looking concerned that she had me worried. “Oh, no!” she said, “I’m not upset about last night. It was amazing!”

Finally, she scooted over and put her head on my shoulder, just like she had done every other morning that week, her demeanor apparently back to normal once again.

“I wonder what that was all about? Maybe she was just tired...”

“What should we do today?” she asked.

“I don’t know,” I replied. “Maybe we should just take it easy…you know, after yesterday.”

“OK. That sounds good to me,” she said.

“So…what happened with you last night?” I asked, wondering how the whole episode in the hot tub had come to fruition.

“What do you mean?” she asked, looking up at me.

“Like…” I began, “I don’t even know where all that came from.” I looked down at her. “You know, you get a little crazy when you’re turned on, just so we’re clear.”

She blushed, pressing her suddenly hot face into my shoulder with a slight look of embarrassment.

“It’s good,” I quickly added, “I mean, I like it, but how did you get, you know…Rarity into it?”

She gave a devious smile. “I know how Rarity works,” she giggled. “Did you have fun?”

I nodded slowly. ”Yeah I did, as a matter of fact. But I’ve gotta be honest, I was completely in the dark about…well, all of it. Like when you guys started talking about it, I had no clue what was going on.”

“Oh,” she said, “I was just really in the mood for something...um, c-crazy,” Fluttershy looked up at me again. “Like I said, I like to be in charge sometimes, and when I am, I tend to push the envelope a little.”

“A little?” I said, raising my eyebrows. “Your friend rode me 'til I popped; not that I'm complaining or anything.”

“Mmmmm…yeah she did,” my girlfriend said, nuzzling her face into my arm.

“That’s the part I really can’t believe,” I said. “How the hell did you talk her into that?”

Fluttershy sat up straight and curled her legs next to me on the couch, turning to face me. “Like I said, I know how she works.”

“Well then,” I asked, “how does she work?”

“When she’s turned on,” Fluttershy started, “her inhibitions go out the window. It’s getting her turned on that’s the hard part…if you don’t know her.”

I nodded. “Soooo, how do you do it?” I asked.

“Remember the champagne?” she asked in reply.

“Yeah,” I said, “but getting her liquored-up doesn’t seem all that complicated.”

“No!” Fluttershy suddenly scolded. “You can’t get her drunk. I’ve seen so many guys try it, hoping they’ll get into her…um, pants...or dress, but the problem is she gets crazy and she’ll start badgering you about your clothing choices.”

I chuckled at the mental image of Rarity; drunk, with a beer bottle in her hand, wearing a sweat stained wife-beater, standing over some old lady who’s holding her hand up in defence as the fashionista bitched with slurred speech at her about her outdated clothing.

I shook the image from my head. “OK, I give up,” I said. “What about the champagne, then?”

“She just needs enough to take the edge off,” Fluttershy said. “Um, the thing about Rarity is that she can be very affectionate, but she is also very reserved. If she gets a little buzz on, she can get pretty touchy-feely. It’s a fine line though; just one or two too many and she’s gone.”

“Wait a minute,” I said, “that’s why you took the bottle of champagne away from her, isn’t it?”

“E-exactly,” she said. “I needed to get her just loose enough to kiss you so she would get turned on. Once that happens, she’s on-board for whatever.”

I shook my head. “I couldn’t believe that,” I said. “When you told her to kiss me, I thought for sure she was gonna tell you to fuck off.”

“I was a bit worried too,” Fluttershy admitted, “but lucky for us, the conditions were just right. Plus, I think she’s attracted to you...um, a little bit.”

“Really?” I said, rubbing my chin with a thoughtful smirk.

Fluttershy giggled. “Yeah. Um, but anyway, as soon as she kissed you, I knew it was game on. Especially after the second kiss.”

“I totally thought she was just fuckin around when she said ‘yes’.” I confessed, shaking my head. “Then she started coming at me and I was like ‘what the fuuuuuck?!’”

My girlfriend laughed softly, covering her mouth with her fingertips. “I know! The look on your face was so funny!”

We sat together for a short moment, gazing at each other; thinking about the night before.

“Man, that was a crazy night,” I finally said, shaking my head and looking down at the cushion for a second, before looking up at her again. “Were you happy with how it went? I mean, did you get what you were looking for?”

She nodded enthusiastically. “Oh, yes! Watching you two was so amazing! You looked so good together.” She blushed a little more. “If I didn't know better, I'd say she’s probably glad she did it too; I think you really rocked her world.”

“You think so?” I asked.

She nodded again. “Definitely. And that’s the nice thing about it, she was practically sober so she’ll remember all of it. I kind of like that she might be thinking about it whenever she’s around us.”

“I doubt she’ll ever drink around us again though,” I said, with a short laugh.

“I don’t know,” Fluttershy replied. “I b-bet she’ll come back for more. Just you watch.”

“Speaking of watching,” I said, ”I noticed she was doing a little watching of her own, when you were riding me.”

“Really?” Fluttershy asked, perking up with interest, along with another blush on her pretty cheeks. “Do you think she liked it?”

“I think you shocked the shit out of her, to be honest,” I said. “You put on quite a show when you’re on top.”

“Oh,” she said, smirking, with a shy look in her eyes. “I guess I do get a little crazy when I’m really into it.”

“Yeah…a little,” I said flatly, staring at the wall for a few seconds as I briefly ruminated about her sexual prowess.

She giggled softly. “Well, it’ll give her something to think about the next time we’re hanging out together. I hope it drives her crazy. I think it’s kind of hot,” she said with an evil grin.

“My god, you are devious,” I said, “promise me you’ll never change.”

“You got it,” she said, lazily drawing shapes on my chest with her finger. “I do kind of feel bad though,” she admitted. “She was already behind on her work this week; hopefully she’s not too distracted by what happened now.”

“Yeah. Hopefully she’ll pull through,” I said.

We sat there, snuggling together on the couch for a few minutes before she decided to go about her morning routine of feeding the animals, followed by a shower and then getting herself made up for the day as usual. We decided to take it easy that day; maybe watch a few movies, just like we did on our first date on that one Sunday when I feel asleep for the first time in…well, who knows how long. I honestly couldn't remember.

We looked on the TV menu for a bit, but there wasn’t much on. It was Thursday morning after all, not really prime movie watching time.

Instead, Fluttershy got the idea to go into the woods, saying there was something that she wanted me to see. I was fine with that, so we started walking straight from her backyard to the west. It was a long walk, a little over an hour.

When we finally emerged from the trees, walking hand-in-hand into a clearing, my breath was taken away by what I saw there.

There was a huge, grassy pasture with a single maple tree standing in the middle of it. Behind that, there was a river that snaked through the field, its sparkling water flowing from right to left, eventually disappearing into the trees. The source of the river was a small waterfall coming off the top of a rock cliff to the right of us, and there were trees on top of the cliff that spread across the background of this place, sloping down as it went across to the left, merging into the forest that continued all the way around us.

“Isn’t it amazing?” Fluttershy said, taking a few steps in the long grass, lifting her knees high as she stepped to avoid getting weeds caught in her boot laces. I couldn't help but smile at her cuteness, reminding me of a toddler taking its first steps.

She stopped about ten feet in front of me, standing with her hands folded in front of her, just looking around at the beauty of the place. Her pink hair was blowing in the gentle breeze, as was her green skirt. The scene was lovely; made perfect by the quiet, peaceful droning of the waterfall in the background.

She turned to face me after a minute. “I found this place last summer and um, ever since then, I like to come here when I need to feel happy.”

“You’re not happy?” I joked.

“Oh, of course I am, silly,” she said, giggling. “I-I wanted to bring you here, because I thought you needed some happiness, too; after everything you’ve been through.”

The sound of her words warmed my heart. She was the first person in a long time who cared how I felt, which was a rare thing, especially for someone who knows the truth about who I am. Most people who know about me just write me off as: ‘Oh, Golden Arrow is invincible, he’s fine. He’s got no problems; nothing at all to worry about.’ But Fluttershy knew better. She was probably the kindest person I’ve ever met, and that said a lot, given how many people I had known during my unnaturally long life on this planet.

“Thanks,” I said, “but you know I was already happy just having you. You were all I really needed.”

She smiled, looking down at her feet, her face flushing brightly as her hair hung over part of her face, covering her right eye again. I absolutely loved it when she looked like this.

I walked over to her and wrapped my arms around her shoulders, holding her close to me as she rested her head on my shoulder.

“It’s so beautiful here,” she said after a few moments.

I smiled. “That’s only because you’re here,” I replied.

I could feel her smiling against my shoulder, with a soft giggle emanating from her throat as I held her close to me.

We spent a couple hours out there, snuggling together in the tall grass, basking in the warm sun, talking about different things; her friends, her work, me and my life, and so on until finally, we started the walk back to her place through the thick woods after we’d had our fill of the wonderful landscape.

Upon returning to her house, we spent some time watching a couple TV shows, curling up together on her chaise lounge. It was nice to just enjoy each other’s company, and it made me wonder what I must have been thinking, living in a cold, filthy machine shop for so many years, in the dark and all alone.

“Should I take her there?” I wondered.

She decided to make that sweet potato curry soup again for supper as a do-over of sorts, in lieu of the first night we met when she had been too embarrassed even to look at me. It was hard to believe how different she was now; not even three weeks later, especially after what had happened at Rarity’s last night.

I thought about Rarity pushing her out of the hall to sit at the table to eat this same soup that first night, and then how the tables were turned in the hot tub; when Fluttershy was casually sipping champagne, watching Rarity and I get it on, all part of a devious plan that she herself had concocted for her own enjoyment, as well as mine and Rarity's, if I'm being honest.

We made love again that night, just before she went to bed. It was fairly tame this time around, but enjoyable as always. How could it not be? Fluttershy was an unbelievably beautiful young woman; such a skilled lover, and the level of passion she showed while she was aroused was like nothing I’ve ever seen before.

She brought me to my finish sitting straight up this time around. Her head was leaned back, looking at the ceiling as my hands reached up, holding onto her breasts as she gyrated her hips back and forth until she received another injection of my hot fluid, then she flopped her body down onto me once it was all over, nuzzling her face against my neck while sighing contently.

After spending some time snuggling together, she dressed herself in some green pajamas to sleep in, then invited me lay with her in bed for a bit. I was starting to miss her during the nights, and I longed to lay with her for entire night, but I also didn’t want to keep her awake, so I finally decided to get up and head to my spot on the couch. Before I left, however, I placed a gentle kiss on her temple, right next to the band-aid that had started this whole week off. Her eyes were closed, but I knew she was still awake because of how she smiled at the warm feeling of the kiss.

“Goodnight,” she whispered.

“Sweet dreams, Flutters.”