Chapter 88

Shaking frantically, Rarity called out for her girlfriend, her voice riddled with worry.

“FLUTTERSHY!”

Concerned, I stood to face the panicking fashionista over the cooking stand. “Rare! Don’t do this to yourself. I’m sure Flutters is around here somewhere; getting yourself all wound up like this is only gonna lead to bad things.”

“Golds is right, sugarcube,” Applejack agreed. “We just need ta stay calm and work together. Why don't we all just go fer a walk around the woods a little ways? I betcha we’ll find her, lickety-split.”

Sunset nodded. “Good idea. If we fan out, I’m sure we’ll find her somewhere talking to some raccoons or something like that. Let’s go, guys,” she ordered, ushering the others along.

Those who were still seated got up and headed across the yard, calling the shy girl’s name as they headed for the tree line. All, that is, except for Rainbow Dash, who stood next to her chair, chewing her thumbnail, looking distressed.

“You OK, Dashie?” I asked, drawing her attention.

She quickly took her thumbnail from her mouth, wiped it on her skirt and nodded—albeit nervously.

It was obvious that Rarity’s irrational ranting had stirred fear in the rainbow-haired girl, so I put my hand out and gave her a reassuring smile. “Don’t worry. It’s gonna be OK.”

Rainbow Dash froze for a few seconds, then put up a façade of calm, snorting at me with a dismissive sneer. “Psshhh…yeah, of course it’s gonna be OK. I’m…I’m not worried…”

“OK whatever,” I replied, rolling my eyes as I turned to see where everyone else was.

“Fluttershy!” they called one-by-one, at random intervals.

This went on for several uneasy minutes. Then, at last, there was a rustling off to our extreme left. Everyone stopped and turned, waiting in anxiously to see what it was.

Sure enough, a smiling Fluttershy walked out of the woods, ducking under a branch with her arms behind her back.

A collective sigh resounded throughout the yard, and everyone’s shoulders dropped to a state of relief. I exhaled slowly and shook my head, looking down at the fire just as a burning smell tickled my nostrils.

The butter in the second frying pan was burning.

“Shit!” I squatted down and yanked the pan from the heat to inspect the damage.

As this happened, Rarity had locked her sights squarely onto the shy girl. “FLUTTERSHY!” she gasped, covering her mouth with her fingertips.

Unaware of the panic she’d caused, Fluttershy let out a soft giggle. “Hey Rare,” she greeted softly.

Relieved, but exasperated, Rarity made a beeline for the shy girl, stomping her feet through the soft grass as she crossed the yard in a huff. “WHERE ON EARTH WERE YOU?”

The fashionista’s approach stopped Fluttershy in her tracks, and the look of happiness was immediately swept from her face, replaced by confusion and alarm.

“You had us worried sick!” Rarity scolded, throwing her hands in the air as she came face-to-face with her taller girlfriend. “What were you thinking, running off like that?”

Fluttershy, with her hands still behind her back, leaned away from Rarity, caught off-guard by the harsh reprimanding. “I-I was just taking a little walk in the woods,” she explained, her voice barely above a whisper. Her shoulders had drawn inward, knees together; her head drooped slightly, letting her hair drape in front of her face, which was now bathed in a deep scarlet.

“A walk! After what just happened?” Rarity chided, putting her hands on her hips. “You scared us half to death! You should be staying in the yard where we can see you!”

The shy girl’s lips became tight and she cowered even more, her chin almost touching her chest. “I…I’m sorry, Rare. I didn’t mean…”

Standing a few feet away, Sunset could plainly see by Fluttershy’s posture that her girlfriend was frightening her. She shook her head, unimpressed with Rarity’s overreaction. “Rare, come on; that’s enough,” Sunset said, stepping closer to them.

Her words went ignored, and Rarity continued her tirade.

“Just what are we going to do with you, Fluttershy?” the fashionista rebuked, leaning closer as Fluttershy closed her eyes and turned her head. “What if you’d been taken? What if they came back for you? What then?”

“I…I don’t know-“

“You don’t KNOW?” Rarity huffed, closing her eyes as she gave her head a frustrated shake. “You need to be more careful than this, darling!”

The rest of the girls stood helpless and silent, watching in utter shock as Fluttershy drew in a shaky breath and then sniffled, keeping her eyes on the ground next to her feet. “I’m s-sorry…I never meant to scare you,” she squeaked, her voice cracking slightly.

The break in Fluttershy’s composure caught my attention, and I looked up from the burnt pan to regain my wits after the rapid —and needlessly stressful— chain of events.

It was time to put a stop to this drama.

“RARE!”

The fashionista froze when my voice thundered across the yard and echoed off the surrounding trees; her slender fame stiffened like a board, her heart almost leaping from her chest. With eyes like saucers, she slowly turned to face me, mouth open slightly.

Once her eyes were locked onto mine, I cocked my head and gave her a stern look. “Relax. Everything’s fine; just like we said.”

Stunned, Rarity held her breath and stared vacantly at me for a moment before gathering herself. She blinked a few times, suddenly realising she’d been acting quite unreasonably, and with a pounding heart, she reluctantly turned back to her girlfriend to assess the damage.

The sight of Fluttershy tore Rarity’s heart in two. Before her stood her beloved girlfriend; her shoulders shrugged nervously, her face hidden behind her hair as she stared at the ground with her chin trembling, her eyes glistening with moisture.

Drawing a tremulous gasp, Rarity placed one hand atop her head, wondering how she could have treated her best friend so poorly. She loved Fluttershy from the bottom of her heart; this was the sweetest, gentlest girl she’d ever known, the same girl who’d loved her all these years, unconditionally and without reserve.

And yet, here she was, scolding her like a child on her second day at home. The irony of it pounded at Rarity’s skull, reminding her of the conversation in her bathroom only a day earlier, when she’d preached about not letting fear guide one’s path, and now, she herself was guilty of that very same thing: believing the worst had happened without a shred of evidence and then berating poor Fluttershy, humiliating her in front of everyone.

“Oh dear,” Rarity whispered, “What have I…?” Rarity moved her hand from her head to her mouth. “Fluttershy, I…I’m so sorry; I-I’m afraid I’ve completely overreacted.”

The shy girl looked up slowly, locking her damp, teal eyes onto Rarity’s.

The fashionista shook her head, silently cursing herself. “Oh darling, please forgive me; I should never have treated you like that.”

“Um…i-it’s OK, Rare. I shouldn’t have gone off like that,” Fluttershy whispered, pursing her lips. Her demeanor was one of pure guilt; she had been unaware of the worry caused by her absence, and so began to dig her toe nervously into the grass with her hands still behind her back, unsure of what else to do.

Seeing this, Rarity’s heartache worsened. She had no right to tell Fluttershy what she can and can’t do. She was an adult after all, and in realising this, the fashionista suddenly felt an overwhelming desire to set things right. “No no, darling,” she said, “It was wrong of me to treat you this way. It’s just…when we couldn’t find you, I feared the worst: that those awful men had come and taken you from me again…but still, that was no excuse for me to speak to you the way I did, and I’m dreadfully sorry about it.”

Fluttershy sniffled again. “It’s OK. I, um…should have told someone that I was going for a walk. I didn’t mean to frighten you.”

Rarity placed her hands on her girlfriend’s shoulders, squeezing them gently. “No. I was being selfish, darling. This is your home; if you want to go for a stroll in the woods, then that is your decision, and yours alone.”

Fluttershy’s eyes rose to meet Rarity’s, but the exchange was fleeting. Her gaze quickly dropped again, and she swallowed the lump in her throat to give a quick nod.

“Ohh,” Rarity moaned, reaching up with her fingertips to clear a swath of soft, pink locks from Fluttershy’s face. “Please don’t be upset with me, darling. I’ve frightened and embarrassed you, and I feel simply awful about it.”

“It’s um, OK.”

Sighing, Rarity shifted her eyes up to the surrounding treetops, wondering if it really was OK, or if Fluttershy was just placating her out of nervousness. “You certainly were gone a long time, darling,” she said, returning her gaze to Fluttershy, offering some comfort in the form of a smile and a bit of small-talk. “Were you...catching up with your wildlife friends out there?”

“Um…no. Not really.”

“Oh?” Rarity replied, raising a brow. “Well then…what were you doing out there for so long?”

Fluttershy paused, then let out a long, quiet sigh as she turned her head to the side, looking at the ground behind her, making Rarity notice that she still had her hands behind her back.

“What is it, darling? What have you got there?” Rarity asked softly, dipping her head to follow the shy girl’s gaze.

“I, um…” Fluttershy finally moved her hands from behind her back, bringing into view a modestly-sized bouquet of vibrant, purple flowers. “I was picking you some violets,” she whispered.

Aside from the occasional crackle or pop from the fire, the entire yard fell into a painful silence, accompanied by a stillness that was nearly sickening.

Closing my eyes, I let my face drop and caught it in my palm.

”Fuck…”

All I could do was shake my head, unable to clear the heart-wrenching image of that devastating reveal, and I honestly couldn’t decide which girlfriend I felt worse for.

Finally, I lifted my head again to look away from the two girls. Alternatively, I was met with the sight of Rainbow Dash, who looked about as comfortable as someone who’d just came out of knee surgery; eyes on the ground, cringing as she rubbed the back of her neck.

For Rarity, the sight of that bouquet was like an arrow to the chest. Filled with unbearable guilt, both of her hands found themselves covering her mouth as she struggled to keep her eyes from moistening, able to do nothing but stare down at the painful truth: she’d just torn a strip off of Fluttershy for being her usual sweet self.

“F-Fluttershy, I…” Rarity whispered shakily, her eyes locked on the bouquet as the shy girl held it between them. “You picked these…for me?”

Fluttershy gave a tiny nod. “Mm-hm. Um, w-when I came out of the house, I saw one of them by the edge of the driveway…and…s-so I went to pick it for you, but then I saw another one further in the trees, and, well…I went to pick it too.”

Hearing the story from Fluttershy’s point of view was horrific for Rarity. Not because of the flowers, but because of her own behaviour. She scolded herself in silence for not heeding her friends’ warnings; if she had, her emotions would likely not have led her to do the unthinkable: viciously scolding Fluttershy in front of everyone, all because she went out to pick flowers for the very person who nearly ended up bringing her to tears.

“I just had to pick them.” Fluttershy’s soft voice brought the fashionista back into the moment. “They looked so nice...and they reminded me of you, because they’re soft and purple…and SO pretty, just like your hair.”

Rarity swallowed and closed her eyes; her heart was frozen like ice, about to crack in half inside her chest. Feeling like the ultimate heel, she could sense the eyes of everyone behind her, glaring holes into her back as Fluttershy raised the bouquet to the fashionista.

“Don’t feel bad. Here. These are for you, Rarity,” the shy girl offered softly, prompting Rarity to open her eyes and look down at the gift; its soft, fresh fragrance filling her nostrils.

Rarity removed one hand from her mouth to accept the offering, her delicate, white fingers grazing softly against Fluttershy’s as they passed the bundle of stems from one hand to the other.

“I’m sorry I had you so worried,” Fluttershy continued. “I just wanted to get lots of them for you, but…um, they’re hard to find this late in the season, and it took me a long time to find them.”

The indigo-haired girl drew a shaky breath and exhaled slowly against her palm, studying the exceptionally beautiful flowers the shy girl had picked out. “Darling…I,” —she brought her eyes up to meet Fluttershy’s— “I-I’m so sorry, I never meant to…I mean…Ohh! Can you ever forgive me for being so nasty to you?”

Fluttershy’s gaze softened, the worry and discomfort all but gone from her eyes by then. “Oh Rare, of course I forgive you. I’ll always forgive you, no matter what.”

Rarity pursed her lips, feeling some relief from the tight knot in her chest as Fluttershy continued.

“And I’m glad that you care for me so much, but Rare: you need to remember that you can trust me to be on my own. I can take care of myself, OK?”

Sighing, the fashionista nodded, closing her eyes. “You’re right, darling. You’re absolutely right; I was wrong to act the way I did. I was a control freak, and that’s not how I want to be with you.” Rarity looked down at the flowers again, sniffling softly in the cold morning air. “These really are beautiful, Fluttershy; thank you very much.”

A tiny smirk appeared in the corner of the shy girl’s mouth as she brought her slender hand up to point at the bouquet. “Did you see these two?”

“Hm?” Rarity looked down, noticing a pair of differently coloured flowers in the sea of violet petals; one pink, one yellow.

“These ones,” Fluttershy explained, “represent me, and I put them there...because I wanted you to know that, um…I’ll always be a part of you.”

Rarity’s gaze rose quickly to meet the shy girl’s; her eyes flooded instantly, spilling tears down her cheeks. Her heart welled up inside her chest, ready to burst at the seams. “Oh…darling!” The corners of her mouth curled down, her bottom lip trembling uncontrollably. She threw her arms around the taller girl’s shoulders and hugged her tightly, burying her face in the crook of that soft, yellow neck. “Fluttershy…” she sobbed, her voice muffled, “you are such a sweetheart; I really don’t deserve someone like you.”

“No Rare,” Fluttershy sighed, wrapping her arms around the small of Rarity‘s back. “That’s not true, and you know it,” she said, following her soft words with an even softer kiss on top of the fashionista’s head. “I love you SO much, Rare; you’re my best girl,” Fluttershy whispered, resting her cheek on her girlfriend’s head.

If it hadn’t been for Fluttershy’s lips being so close to Rarity’s ear, she might have missed the soft-spoken words over her own sobbing; but she did hear them, and immediately, she could feel the pain in her heart give way to sweet, loving comfort. Sniffling, she nuzzled into the warm —and now moist— skin of Fluttershy’s throat, opening her eyes to see nothing but a sea of pink hair. “I love you too, darling,” she replied quietly, clutching the bouquet behind the shy girl’s back.

It struck the fashionista suddenly how lucky she was to have a partner like this. Someone so sweet and loving, demure and cute; someone who was able to forgive and forget with ease, and who always seemed to remember that above all, especially when it came to those you love, kindness was all that really mattered.

How did she end up with someone like this? And why, after all these years of knowing each other, did they wait so long to express their feelings for one another?

It was a comforting feeling, being wrapped in Fluttershy’s arms. Rarity’s fear of losing the shy girl and then her subsequent outrage had left her feeling vulnerable, but in the shy girl’s arms, she felt safe. Hidden between that tender, yellow throat and flowing pink hair, the fashionista smirked at the irony of it all: after being overprotective to the point of abuse only a few minutes ago, she was now the one feeling protected. The very thought of the shy girl watching over her caused Rarity’s heart to flutter, prompting her to tighten the embrace, squeezing the tall, slender body of her girlfriend against her own.

She inhaled slowly through her nose, inadvertently flooding her senses with Fluttershy’s flowery scent, which in turn sent a wave of tingling goosebumps along her smooth, alabaster skin. Without thinking, and since her lips were already there, Rarity planted a slow, soft kiss in the crook of the shy girl’s neck, eliciting the softest of giggles from her.

The response set off a chain-reaction in the fashionista; starting with a wave of shimmering tingles that travelled down her body, followed by a sudden, acute awareness of the person pressed against her. Fluttershy’s soft, steady breathing was as beautiful as she, and it put Rarity’s mind at ease; her comfort boosted even further by the warmth of the shy girl’s body, which had begun to bleed through the layers of clothing they were wearing.

Fluttershy’s figure suddenly became quite vivid against Rarity’s. Her generous bust pressed against the fashionista as her slender, graceful frame seemed to force its way into the indigo-haired girl’s mind, causing her heart to skip a beat, followed by a spark down low, inside the black tights she wore under her purple skirt.

Rarity released her girlfriend slowly and leaned back, positioning the two of them face-to-face, their noses barely in inch apart. She studied the yellow face before her: such luscious, perfect skin; smooth, luminous and soft, Fluttershy truly was the epitome of natural beauty. Just when Rarity thought her eyes couldn’t withstand anymore, the shy girl’s big, sparkling eyes blinked, flicking her long, hooked eyelashes as she gazed back at the fashionista.

Could Fluttershy have gotten those large wings because she actually was an angel? The possibility seemed very real to Rarity in that moment, staring onto those lovely teal irises; so vibrant, so full of kindness and innocence. The sight of them, and the sweet smile that graced the shy girl’s lips triggered another strong fluttering in the fashionista’s heart, followed closely by a warm surge of moisture emitting from between her legs.

She needed Fluttershy, right then and there. She had treated this lovely girl very poorly, and now she longed to make it up to her.

Rarity, with a shaky inhale, turned hastily to head for the house, taking Fluttershy’s hand in hers while holding the bouquet in the other. “Come,” she ordered, dragging the shy girl behind. “We must find a vase to put these flowers in!”

Sunset came and sat next to me again as I finished wiping the dark grime from the pan, ready to apply a fresh dollop of butter.

“Aren’t you gonna join them?” she asked.

I shook my head, sliding the pan over the grille again.

“Really?” Sunset looked surprised. “Wow, I thought for sure you’d wanna get in on that.”

“Nah,” I replied, “they’re having a nice moment; that’s for them to enjoy. Besides, with the way things have been going since we got home, I’m thinking I should probably pace myself.”

Sunset snickered, hugging her stomach for warmth as she leaned forward slightly. “Yeah, good call, Golds. There’s only so many trees out there for you to knock down.”

I glanced up from what I was doing to look into the woods, then turned to Sunset with a smirk. “I wonder if I should hold off on the last two steaks,” I said, glancing down at the growing pool of fresh butter in the pan.

“Why’s that?”

“Cuz I get the impression those two are about to have their own breakfast.”

*****

Twilight Sparkle was sitting at the table across from the oven, reading from a scientific journal on her phone as she enjoyed the smell of freshly baked biscuits filling the air. Her quiet leisure was interrupted, however, when the front door burst open and in came Rarity with a purple bouquet in one hand, dragging Fluttershy along with the other.

Rarity stopped when she saw her studious friend sitting at the table, smiling at them as she looked up from her phone.

“Hey guys, what’s u-“

“Twilight! Go outside!”

Surprised, Twilight stared at Rarity for a second before replying. “I…I’m sorry?”

Rarity stopped and pointed to the front door with the bouquet. “Outside. Now. Mingle. Have fun!”

Rarity then resumed dragging the shy girl past the table towards the hall to the bedroom, and Twilight was left staring at the door, which had been left open in the fashionista’s haste. “But,” she began, turning to face the two girls, “I’m looking after the biscuits, I can’t-”

“FUCK THE BISCUITS, DARLING!” Rarity spun around and tossed the bouquet on the table, then pointed to the door again. “GO OUTSIDE!”

Understandably, Twilight remained silent and stared vacantly at Rarity, stunned by the outburst.

Rarity rolled her eyes, and with what little patience she had left, released her girlfriend’s hand and leaned on the end of the table, speaking in a low tone. “Last warning, Twilight; if you choose to remain inside here, you will see things that you cannot unsee. THAT, I can promise you.”

Twilight’s eyebrows rose, finally realising what was about to happen. “Oh…” she said, shifting her eyes onto Fluttershy, who gave a coy smile and a little wave. “OH! OK, uh…I’ll just go outside then,” she chuckled nervously, turning her phone off and stuffing it in her pocket.

Rarity nodded and narrowed her eyes, giving an impatient smile. “That would be preferable, darling. Thank you,” she replied as she watched Twilight scurry out the door, which quickly swung shut behind her, bathed in a lavender glow.

Fluttershy giggled. “Goodness, Rare! You really-“

This was all the shy girl got out before Rarity turned and grabbed the front of her sweater, pulling her close to slam their lips together.

“MMM!”

Fluttershy’s squeal was muffled by the fashionista’s mouth as they stumbled into the hall after the impact, her arms waving around momentarily before they found their homes, wrapped around her girlfriend’s back.

The girls’ bodies settled into each other, their breathing intensifying as Rarity’s tongue unfurled into Fluttershy’s mouth like a serpent, wrapping itself around the shy girl’s tongue to mix their saliva into a concoction of lust and sweetness.

Not long into the kiss, Rarity released her lips from the shy girl’s and exhaled against her face, placing her dainty, white hands on Fluttershy’s shoulders and turning her to the right, shoving her back against the wall.

“OH!” Fluttershy gasped, finding herself pinned against the paneling about halfway down the hall to her bedroom. Her heart leapt with excitement at the prospect of being handled roughly by Rarity, the girl she’d had a crush on for years; even though they’d been together for months now and had made love countless times, this sensation was fresh and new to both of them.

Fluttershy, whose true sexual nature was hidden from most, had usually been the ring leader in bed, ordering her lovers to pleasure each other while she watched, driving herself mad at the sight of their bodies intertwined and writhing with pleasure until she could take no more and would have to leap into action with them.

But this…

Rarity had never pounced on her like this before. It was fresh and exhilarating, intoxicating Fluttershy with desire when the shorter, but surprisingly powerful girl trapped her against the wall and invaded her, setting her rapidly moistening womanhood on fire inside those teal-coloured tights as their lips reconnected for another kiss.

As their tongues danced and sampled each other’s flavours, Rarity’s hands found themselves on Fluttershy’s waist, where her fingertips dug firmly into that soft skin through the thick sweater, after which she slowly ran them down to her hips. Gripping her girlfriend’s figure through the green skirt, Rarity pulled their abdomens together and thrust her hips upward, grinding their mounds against one another. Even through multiple layers of clothing, the firm contact sent shivers through their bodies, eliciting soft moans from both of them that reverberated in their mouths, now connected as one.

Fluttershy’s arms slid outwards, pressing her palms against the wall, steadying herself in anticipation of what Rarity was about to do to her.

Their lips separated with a loud smack, followed by a hurried gasp as they came up for air to gaze deep into each other’s eyes. Before long, Rarity spied the shy girl’s hands gripping the wall, so she grabbed those slender wrists and forced them upward, lacing their fingers together as she pinned Fluttershy’s hands against the wall above their heads.

With the tips of their noses just touching, they gazed longingly into each other’s eyes in the dark hallway, blasting hot breaths against one another’s lips.

“I love you so fucking much, Fluttershy,” Rarity panted quietly, pushing forward on her tip-toes to mash their breasts together.

“Oh Rare,” Fluttershy whispered, her heart racing with excitement.

Being in this position thrilled her. Having her hands restrained by the girl of her dreams was mildly frightening after the verbal thrashing she’d given her outside, but somehow, the fashionista’s newfound aggression had transformed that ugly moment into something erotic. The shy girl’s breathing borderlined on hyperventilation now, and her body tingled from head-to-toe; her nipples were like glass, poking through their clothes into Rarity’s supple bust as her slit released a wave of slick moisture, soaking her panties in short order.

“I love you t-“

Fluttershy’s reply was cut short by another passionate kiss. Rarity’s full, white lips had become slicked with saliva by then, and they slipped around haphazardly against the shy girl’s mouth, spreading warm moisture around their faces as Rarity’s tongue shot into Fluttershy’s mouth, striking like a cobra and then retreating quickly, only to return for yet another taste.

Keeping their lips connected, Rarity backed away slightly and released Fluttershy’s hands from the wall. She brought her arms down and cupped her little, white hands over the breasts of her lover, squeezing big handfuls of the soft tissue, kneading it between her fingers while the shy girl closed her eyes and let her head rest against the wall, breaking the kiss to gasp with delight.

Fluttershy’s soft moans drifted down the hall into the rest of the house, filling it with the sound of pleasure and blending with the scent of baking pastries. As her girlfriend hungrily pecked at her lips, Fluttershy let her arms down; one of her hands came to rest on Rarity’s shoulder while the other combed its fingers into those silky, indigo locks, her palm gently gripping the back of the fashionista’s head, just behind her ear.

With her thirst for saliva finally quenched, Rarity dropped one last kiss and then ran her moist lips down to Fluttershy’s throat, where she kissed, licked and nibbled on that tender, yellow skin; dotting the entire area around her neck and collarbone with countless points of fast-cooling moisture.

Her hands continued to massage the round, yellow melons hidden underneath that sweater. It didn’t take much exploration, however, to find Fluttershy’s erect nipples, poking proudly through every layer of clothing, feeling as vivid against Rarity’s palms as if they were naked. Eventually, she relented in her kisses on the giggling girl’s neck to step back and behold that spectacular bust, moving her hands to the sides so she could squeeze them together and place her thumbs over the hard peaks, pressing them like buttons through the sweater before drawing invisible circles around them, making the shy girl quiver uncontrollably against the wall, overcome with sensation and wild excitement.

Hungry for more, Rarity hooked her fingers under the bottom of Fluttershy’s sweater and peeled it upwards, forcing the shy girl to raise her arms above her head as the thick garment was frantically torn from her graceful frame and cast aside to the floor. Now free of the thick layer, Fluttershy’s hair was left in a frazzled mess around her face, wafting forward each time a breath escaped her mouth.

Fluttershy, with eyes closed, shivered slightly as the cool air caressed her skin, her shoulders now bare, wearing only her white tank top with a plain, white bra underneath. She let her arms drop in search of Rarity, but the fasnionista had disappeared from her reach, prompting Fluttershy to open her eyes.

Looking down, she found Rarity down on one knee, slipping her delicate fingers inside the bottom of the tank top, her nails scraping gently along the shy girl’s smooth, yellow skin as they made their way up to her breasts. Once there, Rarity gently hooked her fingers underneath the wire of Fluttershy’s bra and slowly peeled it upward, letting the bulbous lower portions of her breasts drop out the bottom. Rarity quickly slid one hand out of the shirt to lift it up over the bra, revealing the luscious, yellow treats she craved so badly. The fashionista hadn’t removed the bra completely, however; she had intentionally stopped just below the nipples, keeping them covered while she reached up with her mouth to feast on the tender undersides of Fluttershy’s breasts.

The shy girl bit her lip and shuddered as her girlfriend’s supple lips and contrastingly sharp teeth nipped at the smooth, soft flesh. Rarity was indeed a talented lover and always seemed to know exactly what to do; where to bite, where to lick and where to suck. It drove Fluttershy crazy, causing her womanhood to throb with excitement, spilling even more of her hot juices into an already soaked pair of panties.

Rarity continued to kiss the soft tissue, giving the occasional nibble to draw a sharp gasp from her lover. Using her tongue, she traced wet streaks along the moon-shaped creases where the bottoms of Fluttershy’s breasts met her chest, tickling her, eliciting a sweet giggle from her lips, followed by another hitched breath as Rarity's teeth gently pinched the yellow skin again.

Satisfied that she’d harvested all the excitement she could from her girlfriend in this way, Rarity proceeded to push the bra and tank top upward, biting her lip as she watched Fluttershy’s erect nipples pop out from under the material; first one, then the other. When the clothing reached its final destination across Fluttershy’s collarbones, the remainder of her breasts had fallen free, jiggling proudly as they settled in front of the ravenous fashionista, enticing her to dive in for a taste.

Rarity leaned forward and closed her soft, white lips around her girlfriend’s nipple, making sure to completely hide the peach-coloured areola in her mouth, leaving only the surrounding custard-toned flesh visible as she sucked on the delicious bud, flicking it with the tip of her tongue inside her mouth. The shy girl’s reaction was as sweet and arousing as expected, and it lit a fire between Rarity’s legs—where she had already been smoldering feverishly, leaking a slick nectar into her lacy underwear and tight leggings.

By then, the combined scent of the girls’ arousal had become apparent in the narrow hallway, overpowering the strong vanilla and floral scents of their perfume, even drowning out the mouth-watering smell of the biscuits from the kitchen. Fluttershy’s eyes remained closed, her breaths quick and shallow as she enjoyed Rarity’s hot mouth on her tingling nipple. Rarity’s womanhood pulsed with the urgent need for attention, which reflected in the exquisite service she gave to the shy girl’s breasts. At last, she let the wet nipple slip from her lips with a quiet pop so she could lean over and swallow the other, showing it the same affection as the first.

Fluttershy gasped softly at the warm sensation of Rarity’s mouth on her other breast, leaving the first one to cool rapidly when the air hit the moisture that coated it. She pursed her lips and moaned softly as the abandoned nipple hardened like glass, contrasting with the warm, light suction on the other stiff bud as that nimble tongue danced around her areola, drawing quick spirals around it again and again.

As if this wasn’t enough, Fluttershy suddenly realised she could feel Rarity’s hands sliding up the outer sides of her thighs to disappear under her skirt, which caused her hips to tremble in anticipation of what was to come next. The fashionista’s mouth never relented on the shy girl’s breasts, aside from a brief pause when she hooked her fingers over the waist of her tights and swiftly slid them down to her ankles, soaked panties and all.

The scent of female arousal permeated the hall with new levels of potency, driving Rarity into a heated frenzy as she nibbled on Fluttershy’s nipple once more, then finally pulled back to let the moist bud escape from her mouth.

Rarity brought her other knee to the floor and settled down, sitting on her calves to position her face in line with the shy girl’s slit. All that was left covering Fluttershy was the green skirt, which Rarity had intentions of leaving in place. She reached forward and lifted the skirt with the backs of her fingers, finally revealing those swollen, yellow lips, glistening with moisture and pinched together between the shy girl’s smooth, warm thighs.

“Ohh my,” Rarity said softly, gazing at the pungent smelling, yet delicious looking delicacy before her. Full of fire, her sapphire eyes rose slowly, scanning her girlfriend’s mostly-bare body: her slender, butter-coloured figure; her round, full breasts, jiggling playfully with each excited tremor; her soft, flowing hair, which Fluttershy was, at that moment, running her long, graceful fingers through to clear it from her face; a face so pretty it could melt any living person’s heart, Rarity’s included. “You are so beautiful, Fluttershy; I am truly blessed to have you. Golds too.”

Fluttershy gazed down at her violet-haired girlfriend, her big, teal eyes shining, even in the shadowy hallway. “Ohh...you too, Rare,” she panted softly, following with a smile.

Rarity smiled for a brief second, then brought her eyes back down to the moist temptation before her. Biting her lip, she pondered silently for a moment and then shook her head. “Mm,” she began, “this may sound a bit out of left field, darling, but I must admit, this is one of those times I wish I had a big cock like Golds' to fuck you with.”

“Oh my!” Fluttershy replied, surprised. “Rare, that’s…that’s so-“

“Strange, perhaps?” Rarity nodded, “I know. And impossible, but hear me out: sometimes I find myself wondering what it must be like to be him; to feel your tightness, your heat…” —she sighed, gazing at Fluttershy’s slit— “I confess, I envy him at times. I can only imagine how wonderful it must feel to be inside you, feeling every inch of your beautiful pussy cumming all over that cock of his…”

With burning cheeks, Fluttershy watched her girlfriend stare into space as she held the skirt up, feeling the chill in the air ticking her wetness. “I-I guess that makes sense, Rare…it’s kinda hot actually,” Fluttershy replied with a sultry smirk. “I…I maybe have thought about it too…sometimes,” she confessed, timidly.

Rarity glanced up again, locking her sparkling, blue eyes onto the shy girl’s as a sly smirk graced her beautiful, white lips.

“Look on the bright side though, Rare,” Fluttershy continued, “you may not have one, but at least you have a nice place for Goldie to put his.”

Rarity giggled softly, her cheeks flushing as she gave her indigo bangs a quick, proud flip with her fingertips. “Yes. I suppose you’re right, darling. Point well made.”

Fluttershy giggled back, and the pair gazed at each other, enjoying the gleam in each other’s eyes.

After a moment, Rarity inhaled through her nostrils and dropped her gaze once again. “Well darling, cock or no cock, we’ve already proven time and again that we can have plenty of fun when left to our own devices, hm?”

“Mm-hmmmmm…” Fluttershy agreed, resting her head against the wall as her eyes crept toward the ceiling.

“Now then,” Rarity continued, shifting closer as she lifted Fluttershy’s left leg to unhook her pants from her foot, after which the shy girl stood against the wall with her feet apart, allowing Rarity full access to her eager sex. “Rather than fuck you with an imaginary cock, I intend to use my rather talented mouth to get you off, darling.” She glanced up at Fluttershy with an arched brow and a smirk, enjoying the sight of her girlfriend jittering with lust; a sight that served only to stoke the fashionista's fire, causing her to crave even more of that innocent, trepidatious look. It's wasn't a look that she had seen on the shy girl during intimacy before, but she knew immediately that she loved it, and that she needed more.

And she was determined to get it.

In an instant, Rarity leapt to her feet and cupped her little hands over the warm, full breasts of her lover and shoved forward, pinning her girlfriend against the wall. Erect nipples poked her palms as the soft flesh squashed under her grip, bulging out from between her fingers. She brought her face close to Fluttershy's, craning her neck to gaze upward into those wide, teal eyes. "Listen to me, Fluttershy," she began quietly, licking her lips, “I'm going to feast on your lovely pussy until I feel it quiver on the tip of my tongue,” —she lowered her voice to a whisper before continuing— “and I shall not stop until I taste your sweet satisfaction on my lips.”

"O-o-o-o-o-o-o-ohh..." Fluttershy's eyes rolled back, her slender frame quivering as the shaky moan drifted from between her lips; she practically melted into the wall, digging her nails into the wood in anticipation.

"Ready, darling?"

“Mm-hm…” Fluttershy bit her lip and nodded, drawing a deep breath as Rarity sank to her knees and flipped the green skirt up, holding onto the shy girl’s hips to pin the garment in place with her hands.

The scent of her lover quickly overwhelmed the fashionista, and without hesitation, she poked her tongue between the swollen, yellow lips into Fluttershy’s smooth, flavourful warmth. She held the shy girl’s hips tightly, which were spasmodic and out of control after the first powerful sensations rang out, drawing a throaty moan from the shy girl as she tipped her head back with fluttering eyelids, her eyes rolling back in the sockets. Rarity continued the assault by running her tongue upwards, tracing the deep crease along its length while tasting the delicate folds within until her tongue emerged from the crest, leaving a trail of saliva mixed with female juices in its wake.

“Oh m-m-my, Rare,” Fluttershy moaned, sighing so shakily it caused her breasts to jiggle as she readied herself for the next touch.

After swallowing the mouthful of slippery, metallic-tasting fluid, Rarity came forward again and took one of the shy girls lips between her own, sucking the slick coating free as she nibbled and played with it, then moved to the other side to show it the same affection. Next, she turned her attention to the smaller, more delicate lips within. She began to circle them with the tip of her tongue; flicking, sucking, licking, nibbling. It didn’t seem to matter what she did, all of it drove Fluttershy into a squeaking, gasping fit of delight.

The shy girl’s tall, graceful frame shook violently against the wall as the very talented Rarity continued to pleasure her, racking her body with wave after wave of wonderful bliss. Fluttershy’s breaths were short and erratic, her hands searching for something to grab onto; one found its fingers laced through Rarity’s silky hair while the other ended up cupping her own breast, pinching her nipple between her thumb and forefinger as she cradled the heavy, yellow melon in her palm.

Hungry for more, Fluttershy cocked her hips forward, allowing Rarity to dig deeper. Rarity responded in kind, tipping her head back to position her mouth directly under the shy girl so she could snake her tongue inside to get a taste of her depths. It was warm, tart tasting and surprisingly tight; clenching down on her tongue as she twirled and wiggled it around inside her lover’s interior, her upper lip and nose buried in the soaked vulva above, poking Fluttershy’s clit to compound the pleasure from within.

It wasn’t long until Fluttershy could feel the tension building in her loins, filling her with pleasure as each lick, each suck and each nibble inched her closer to that wonderful release.

And Rarity chased the orgasm down with ease. Fluttershy’s head tipped back and hit the wall; her eyes squeezing shut, her mouth opening to release a high-pitched squeal of delight into the hallway. Her hips convulsed wildly against Rarity’s grip, her crease rubbing against Rarity’s soaked face as her tight insides twitched around the tongue within, sending jolts of sharp pleasure throughout her body.

Overwhelmed, Fluttershy’s grip on the fashionista’s violet locks tightened significantly and she pulled hard —unintentionally— trying her best to endure the excessive rapture any way she could. It wasn’t until the climax ended that she realised what she was doing; panting wildly as she looked down at her lover, her eyes widened when she saw the dark strands pulled taught from between her fingers.

“OH!” she gasped, quickly releasing the fistful of hair. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to pull your hair like that!”

Rarity leaned back slightly and looked up at Fluttershy. “Not to worry, darling; it’s quite alright,” she smirked, licking her glistening lips as she ran her fingertips up the inner side of Fluttershy’s thigh. “Did you enjoy that?”

“Oh, I did!” the shy girl panted, pausing briefly to swallow. “That was nice, Rare. You’re really good at that,” she giggled, “you…you really don’t need a, um…dick.”

Rarity smirked in reply as her fingertips reached the apex of the shy girl’s thighs, where she slipped two fingers between Fluttershy’s lips and sank them into the moist warmth beyond.

Fluttershy’s body stiffened at the new sensation and a soft moan escaped her lips. Rarity’s fingers felt wonderful inside, stroking her gently, helping her to come down from the pleasure high as her hips gyrated slowly on their own. “Oohhh Rare,” Fluttershy cooed, closing her eyes and licking her lips, “That’s s-so nice…it’s like you know exactly what I need.”

“D'you like that?” Rarity asked, bringing her thumb up to stroke small circles around the shy girl’s clit. “How about this?”

Fluttershy’s breath hitched at the sudden burst of sensation, followed by a tremble that echoed throughout her body. “Oooh, goodness! That’s…that’s…”

“Are you ready for round two, darling?” Rarity asked, watching her girlfriend’s face twitch at her will, as if her fingers were controlling her like a puppet.

Fluttershy nodded enthusiastically, biting her lips.

“Alright then,” Rarity said quickly as she withdrew her fingers from Fluttershy and stood up. She came forward and reached her arms around the shy girl to grip her naked backside, pulling their bodies together. “Let’s take this to the bed, shall we?”

“Um, OK…I- MMM!” Fluttershy was cut off by a quick, slippery kiss that tasted of lady-cum, then the fashionista hoisted her from the floor by her derrière and turned to carry her from the hall to the bed. Fluttershy was unprepared for it at first, but she quickly recovered and wrapped her legs around Rarity’s hips while her long, graceful arms wrapped around Rarity’s head, hugging her face tightly between her bare, yellow breasts.

Unable to see, Rarity hurried them into them bedroom to continue their love-making. While Fluttershy wasn’t a heavily built girl, she was fairly tall, and Rarity —who was just strong enough to carry her— did struggle a bit to keep the shy girl aloft, so she was forced to rush a tiny bit to reach their destination.

Perhaps she was a bit overzealous? Rarity had reached the bed sooner than expected and ran into it with her shins, causing the lovers to topple over onto the mattress; Fluttershy landed on her back with Rarity on top, her face still buried between her breasts as they giggled playfully, bouncing on the old bed.

“Ah-hahaha! Goodness me, darling; my apologies!”

“That’s OK, Rare,” Fluttershy tittered back, looking down into Rarity’s eyes after she’d lifted her head from her cleavage.

“Glad to hear it, Fluttershy,” Rarity replied, sitting upright between the shy girl’s legs to glance down at her slit momentarily. “Shall we continue?”

Fluttershy’s eyebrows rose with excitement. “Mm-hm!”

“Right. First thing’s first,” Rarity said as she grabbed the hem of her sweater and peeled it over her head, revealing the lacy, black bra that covered her perky, white breasts.

Fluttershy watched intently as her lovely girlfriend tossed the shirt aside, then reached between her breasts to unclip the bra, which she then swung open slowly, like the gates of heaven; her beautiful breasts fell free and bounced exquisitely, making the shy girl’s mouth water.

After letting the bra slip silently from her shoulders and down her arms, Rarity locked her sharp, sapphire eyes onto Fluttershy, sending a clear message that she was ready for more. Without warning, the fashionista pounced on the shy girl like a cat; crawling over her to plant a deep kiss on her lips as she let her half-naked body settle against Fluttershy’s, pinning their breasts together between them.

Rarity’s tongue dove deep, filling Fluttershy’s taste buds with the taste of her own fluids as the slick material was smeared from the fashionista’s face onto that of her lover. Their breasts felt warm together, cushioning their movements as their eager bodies writhed against each other, accompanied by the sound of their heavy breathing and soft, muffled moans into one another’s mouths.

Fluttershy’s legs were spread with her knees in the air, allowing Rarity to thrust her abdomen against the shy girl’s crease, driving her mad with intense pleasure, causing her body to tremble uncontrollably. After a peppering of kisses was distributed around Fluttershy’s lips, face and neck, Rarity planted her warm tongue on her lover’s cheek and then slowly licked upward while exhaling a fiery-hot breath, leaving a long, wet trail all the way up to Fluttershy’s temple. Rarity giggled at the shy girl’s quivering and dropped a small kiss on her forehead before proceeding to crawl upwards so her breasts hung in Fluttershy’s face.

The shy girl did not hesitate. She took Rarity’s nipple into her mouth and sucked hungrily, nibbling gently on the firm bud while her lips encircled the rosy-pink areola, wetting it with her warm saliva. With her tongue, Fluttershy continued to tease the fashionista while cupping the other breast with her hand, massaging the soft, white tissue between her fingers.

Biting her lip and staring at the headboard, Rarity let out a long moan of enjoyment, letting her eyes drift closed as she savoured the feeling of Fluttershy’s tongue flicking her sensitive nipple, which in turn set off a quiver down low, between her legs.

Without intention, Rarity began to thrust her eager warmth against Fluttershy’s stomach, sending a jolt of warm sensation through her nether regions each time she ground against her lover. With her tights still on, however, the stimulation was too distant; Rarity craved a more direct touch, which meant the rest of her clothes needed to come off.

Her attention was suddenly drawn back to her breasts when she felt her other nipple being fed on. Looking down at the shy beauty, Rarity smiled as she watched her lover work, enjoying the feel of her hot mouth and agile tongue bringing the tingling sensation in that nipple up to match that of the other.

Although she thoroughly enjoyed her girlfriend’s services, Rarity’s eagerness got the better of her and she began to crawl backwards, removing her breast from Fluttershy’s reach as she went. She brought their mouths together quickly, but briefly; exchanging a small sample of saliva with a sweet kiss before moving on. She continued to crawl downwards, running her lips along Fluttershy’s burning-hot skin, kissing her way over her beasts, flicking her nipple with her tongue as she passed, letting her lips graze along that slender, yellow belly and over her navel to the top of her skirt.

When her lips reached the green fabric, Rarity crawled off the foot of the bed and stood on the floor, hooking her fingers over the top of her skirt to peel it and the black tights off, followed by her lacy, black thong. The fashionista’s scent filled the room once released from her restrictive clothing; she groped her own breast with one hand while dipping a finger into her crease with the other, shocking herself with the amount of moisture she found hidden between those swollen, white lips.

After a moment of stroking her clit and moaning rather obscenely, Rarity released her breast and ran her fingers through her hair while she licked the warm coating off of the other finger, smirking seductively at Fluttershy, who lay in wait on the bed, staring back at her with lust-filled eyes.

Rarity crawled onto the bed on her knees, placing her hands on Fluttershy’s knees as she approached. “Fluttershy, darling; there’s something I want to try.”

“Oh? What is it?”

“Let me show you,” Rarity replied, licking her lips.

Fluttershy nodded, watching intently as Rarity took her long, yellow leg and lifted it upright, pointing her foot at the ceiling. Next, the fashionista let the shy girl’s calf rest on her shoulder and then straddled her other thigh, reaching down to slide the green skirt toward her ribs to keep her crease uncovered, ensuring that the material wouldn’t hinder their activity. Rarity then shuffled forward to straddle Fluttershy’s crotch, letting her slick, white lips settle against the throbbing, yellow slit below.

Fluttershy made a tiny gasp and her eyes widened, realising what her girlfriend was going to do. “Oh! I like where this is going,” she giggled softly, biting her lip as Rarity gave a seductive smirk.

“Here I go, darling,” the fashionista whispered as she brought her hips forward slowly, grinding her hot, slick folds into Fluttershy’s, causing both of them to inhale sharply at the sensation. Tipping her head back and closing her eyes, Rarity exhaled slowly and bit her lip. “Oh…that is…diviiiine….”

“Mm-hmmm,” Fluttershy agreed, biting her lip as she waited for the next thrust.

Rarity was not one to disappoint. Cocking her hips back, she bit her lip and promptly gave a second thrust, drawing a soft whimper from Fluttershy as her slit swept along the swollen flesh of her lover; white lips kissed yellow ones, pink folds intermingled and laced together, clits met and created sparks like a flint striker, causing the lovers to shiver and moan in unison as their sauces intertwined, mixing together in a sultry blend of unbridled passion and tantalizing naughtiness. Rarity did not relent; her hips quickened their pace, gyrating at a steadily increasing rhythm as she closed her eyes and hugged Fluttershy’s calf against her shoulder to steady herself, her slender, white torso slithering and slinking relentlessly over the shy’s girl’s tall, graceful frame.

The room was filled with a chorus of soft moans, accented by a repeating squip sound each time their wet creases interlocked and slid across one another.

Fluttershy’s mind swam, filled with ecstasy and love, unable to comprehend the reality that the girl of her dreams was now pressing her most intimate part against her own; serving up a feast of smooth, warm sensation along with a seemingly endless river of moisture, which by that point had been smeared nearly halfway down their thighs and around the bottoms of their backsides. Fluttershy gazed up at her lover, enjoying the beautiful image of the elegant, white figure undulating over her, clutching Fluttershy's long, yellow leg against her shoulder as her radiant features contorted with pleasure; her eyes were closed, squeezing her stunning, thick eyelashes together.

Both lovers’ could feel the pressure beginning to rise in their loins, increasing faster by the second as their hot, throbbing flesh ran back and forth together like a well-oiled machine —quite literally— swiftly bringing their climaxes closer, made evident by their deeply furrowed brows and the constantly rising pitch of their voices.

“Are you close, darling?” Rarity panted, looking down at her girlfriend, whose gentle hands were now exploring her snowy-white skin.

“Yes!” Fluttershy squealed, letting one hand come to rest on Rarity’s thigh as her other hand drifted up the side of her waist; she cupped a jiggling, white breast, holding it firmly as her flesh grew closer to detonation against her lover’s. “It feels SO good...I love it; I…aaahh! I love you, Rare! Please don’t stop!”

“I w-wouldn’t drea... heeeaaamm of it, darling! I w-want you to cum like this; cum with mmme, Fluttershy, I’m so close!” Rarity squealed noisily, her eyelids fluttering as the climax closed in.

Fluttershy drew a sharp gasp and tipped her head back; her body was teetering so close to the edge of orgasm, a small river of clear fluid had begun to trail from between their slits, running slowly-but-surely across her skin towards her navel. “OH...GOODNESS, RARE! DON’T STOP!” she howled, her voice ringing out at a volume uncharacteristic of its usual hushed-tone.

The shy girl's reaction struck Rarity. She knew the shy girl well enough to realise that a cry like this was reserved only for when she was at the absolute pinnacle of euphoria, the very peak of joy and excitement. Knowing that she’d brought her to such a state of rapture made the fashionista hotter than ever, turning her on to the point where her climax was jumpstarted and she exploded instantly.

Rarity’s orgasm arrived at the exact instant as Fluttershy’s—just as though it was meant to be. Their bodies both stiffened like boards, convulsing violently as a jet of hot, clear liquid expelled from both of them, combined as one massive tidal wave; followed by a shrill, but hearty scream that escaped their mouths in unison, filling the room with the sound of pure ecstasy.

The mutual squirt soared far and wide, drenching Fluttershy’s hips, skirt and the undersides of her breasts, soaking the bedspread on both sides of her body, which quivered out of control as hers and Rarity’s orgasmic flesh pulsated vigorously against one another. Rarity had long since lost control of her hips, and her thrusts had now become nothing more than random, ineffective twitches; her breathing was fast and hot, her mind numbed by the overwhelming pleasure that rang from her core, allowing her to focus only on her buzzing clit and her left breast, which the shy girl was now squeezing tightly, lost in a mindless daze.

Finally, as if they were being electrocuted and the power was suddenly switched off, Rarity and Fluttershy were released from their orgasms. The fashionista’s naked, white body flopped down onto the shy girl’s, leaving them in a panting mess of slippery, wet skin and intertwined legs, their hearts pounding away at each other through the cushion of their breasts, which were now pressed together with their rock-hard nipples poking into one another.

Their skin was hot, their hair messy, and their bodies satisfied.

Rarity’s hair had fanned out around them when she came down, enclosing them together in a dark, purple abyss, inside which only the two them existed, staring into each other’s eyes in complete awe of the moment they’d just shared.

“My goodness, darling…that…wow.” Rarity trailed off, letting her cheek rest on Fluttershy’s shoulder, waiting patiently for her breathing to return to normal. “Thank-you, Fluttershy. That was…simply breathtaking.”

“Mm-hmmmm…” Fluttershy replied, facing the ceiling with her eyes closed, indifferent to the fact that her face was covered in the silky, indigo hair of her lover, filling her senses with the familiar vanilla scent that she loved.

Sighing contently, Rarity shifted closer to plant a kiss on her lover’s neck, her movements making apparent the layer of slick moisture between them, lubricating their skin from their breasts, almost to their knees.

“Is that…something you would like to try again sometime?” Rarity asked, exhaling softly.

“Oh definitely, definitely,” Fluttershy replied, giggling. “We definitely need to do that again.”

Rarity giggled back, lifting her head and flipping her hair over her shoulder, clearing it from Fluttershy’s face while leaning to the side, resting her weight on her elbow. “What did you like about it?”

Fluttershy drew a breath and licked her bottom lip, gazing at the ceiling as she thought about it. “Ummm…” she paused, then shifted her eyes back to Rarity. “It was warm…and smooth. I don’t know; it just felt reeeaally good.”

“I found it to be…slightly naughty, touching our...pussies together like that,” Rarity offered, with a smirk. “Didn’t you?”

“Oh yes,” Fluttershy replied, unable to wipe the pretty smile from her face. “I was so wet, and SENSITIVE! Oh, it was amazing, Rare. You were amazing!” she gushed, making Rarity grin with pride as her eyes began to wander around the room, enjoying the tranquility of the moment. “It was so, um...sexy,” Fluttershy continued, “and such a turn on! Our most private parts, our juices…all rubbing and mixing up together…ooohh, I loved it!”

“Fluttershy…”

“And when we squirted? Oh my! That was amazing, Rare. We came all over each other," —she paused to shake her head incredulously— "goodness, it went everywhere! But it was SO hot, don’t you think?”

“Um, Fluttershy…”

“You know what we should do?” Fluttershy continued, her elation causing her to ignore the sound of her own name. “We should get a cup to catch it in...you know, for Goldie to drink; mmmm...a nice, warm mixture of our cum for him to taste…”

“Fluttershy!”

Staring at the ceiling, Fluttershy’s fingertips tapped Rarity’s shoulder excitedly when her depraved mind thought of something else. “Oh! You know what we should do? Get Goldie in here too, and let him fuck us until he fills us both up with his cum and then we’ll let it run out into a cup, and then we’ll make each other squirt until we fill it to the top; and we can both have a taste-“

“Fluttershy, the window!”

“Huh?” Fluttershy froze suddenly. Her heart screeched to a halt and the colour drained from her face, leaving her cheeks cold and tingly. Eyes wide, she looked at Rarity, who was holding her breath and staring at the bedroom window.

Slowly, Fluttershy shifted her eyes to the window to find a horrible sight:

It was wide open, and just beyond was the backyard, where everyone else was hanging out.

Mortified, she slapped both hands over her mouth and locked eyes with Rarity, whose pupils had receded to the size of atoms.

“Oh, no! D-d-d-do you think they heard us?”

Author's Notes:

The original title for this chapter was going to be ‘Trouble With Tribbing’ —an obvious Star Trek reference— but it was a bit too much of a spoiler for what happens in the chapter, so I changed it. I don’t think ‘Running With Scissors’ is quite as clever, but it doesn’t give away the best part so that’s what I went with.