Staying Put

"And you're sure I'll be able to help?" Fluttershy asked, wings buzzing.

"Trust me, Fluttershy. This stallion just needs a soft, gentle mare to coax him out of hiding, and then he'll see just how much he can benefit from our company." Ever since Twilight had first met Jason, she hadn't been able to get him out of her head for even half of a second. The way he spoke to her, the conviction he had in his independence, his eyes... Fuck, it made her hot.

Fluttershy was silent for a few moments before looking at Twilight with narrowed brows. "I thought this was meant to be about keeping him safe, not having him around us?"

Fuck, Twilight had forgotten how caring Fluttershy was. If she told her now that he seemed to be safe, she might not come along. "Uhh, it is, but he's a very headstrong stallion." Twilight nodded, affirming the statement—it was an accurate summary, after all. "I just think the best way to convince him to get away from that dangerous forest would be to show him the benefits of being with us, rather than trying to hammer home the risks of living there. I tried that yesterday, it didn't go so well."

"Oh, the poor dear, was he hysterical?" Fluttershy asked, her eyes sharp with worry. "I can't imagine a living environment like that is healthy for anyone, let alone a poor stallion. We really should help him."

"We should!" Twilight nodded, trailing the path that had previously led her to his home. "Plus, he's really damn cute."

"Is that why you're wearing socks and a collar?"

Twilight looked down at the stripy things she'd pulled up each of her legs, various shades of purple. "It is indeed."

"Alright, Twilight, as long as you've got your priorities straight." Fluttershy's voice was soft as usual, but Twilight thought she heard a little sternness creep in. "I don't like the idea of using this poor stallion, he could need therapy after being exposed to the Everfree for so long..."

"Trust me, Fluttershy, this is all about getting him out of hiding. That's all that really matters." It was a lie, of course. Twilight wanted that dick so badly she'd be liable to combust if she didn't get it soon.

They soon approached the clearing that Jason's home stood at the end of, and with a gentle flap of wings, the pair descended to the solid ground. Twilight had a hard time walking properly, what with the socks causing her to slide a little, so she settled for a more relaxed saunter, hoping it would come across as sexy rather than clumsy.

As Twilight had, Fluttershy couldn't help but stop and stare at the home that Jason had built for himself, and Twilight had to admit that the novelty hadn't worn off for her either. With how Jason had acted yesterday, he didn't seem as if he was a liar, but the achievements he boasted still felt a little far fetched, almost too good to be true. Nonetheless, there was no evidence that he hadn't built his home, from the sawing to the digging to the irrigating, and if that was the case he was a very capable stallion, more capable than any Twilight had ever met.

Not only that, he had to be really damn good with his hooves.

"So... should one of us knock?" Fluttershy asked, looking this way and that as if to say 'why the fuck are we standing here like idiots?'

"Yeah, one of us should," Twilight replied, not moving a muscle as if to say 'I'm intimidated by attractive guys okay'.

"Let's go and knock."

"Let's."

Five seconds of inaction. Fluttershy's eyes narrowed on Twilight. "Alright, fine! I'm going, sheesh." Twilight walked up to the door, subconsciously fiddling with one of her socks with her magic, attempting to keep it pulled all the way up. She hoped they wouldn't get too dirty from the grass, but it was a price worth paying if it secured her getting down and dirty with Jason any time soon.

And rescuing him, of course.

Three short knocks. Not a sound from the other side. Remembering that he'd barely heard her knock the day before, Twilight banged harder, hoping to rouse the sleepy drunk. There was no banging, groaning, or grumbling from the other side, and Twilight began to wonder if he had drunk himself into a stupor. "Fluttershy, I don't think he's inside."

"Oh, no... What if he's got lost, or hurt himself, or been abducted!" Fluttershy started bouncing from one hoof to the other, her wings folded tight as her blinking became more rapid. "I hate to think what could have happened to him, Twilight, we need to establish a search party! We need to inform everypony in town! We need to—"

"Oh, fancy seeing you again," came a loud voice from nearby, and each of them snapped to it. In the distance, emerging from a dense thicket of trees, Jason slowly trotted towards the pair of them. He was wearing a saddlebag, a dark black that offset his shiny, silver coat.

Oh, he knew how to accessorise. Twilight could swear this stallion became more desirable every second. "J-Jason!" Twilight panted, swivelling around and facing him fully. "Are you okay? When we saw that you weren't home, we got worried."

"Hah, am I not allowed to go for a stroll in my own forest?" Jason paused, putting a hoof to his chin. "Well, the forest I inhabit, you know what I mean."

"Well, I mean..." What was Twilight meant to say here? Did she tell him he was forbidden from going outside? Didn't that feel somewhat barbaric? "No, you're not!" She caved, the protective side of her taking over. "Anything could happen to you, and you should be more careful!"

"Alright, I'll keep it in mind," Jason snickered, waving a hoof as if to dismiss the statement completely. "Anyways, lass, I wanted to talk to you." He carried on walking until he was no longer in shouting distance, and when Twilight was able to tear her eyes away from his body, which she could now so more clearly for its firm muscle and glossy fur, she noticed that Fluttershy had gone similarly doe eyed just from looking at him. No shock there.

But all of that was inconsequential in the face of the fact that he was the one who wanted to talk to her! Twilight had to keep her wings down to keep them from fluttering in excitement, and without meaning to felt herself beginning to hitch her tail slightly as she looked at him, hoping he wouldn't recognise the action. "Y-yes? What is it?" Her face was flushed and she knew it, but it didn't matter. Jason wanted to talk to her, and that's all she cared about.

"It's about yesterday," he continued, looking at her solemnly. "I fear I might've given you a bad impression of me. Thing is, I came to this forest to relax and spend my time in nature for a while, take a break from everything. Naturally, when you're interrupted from that by someone knocking on your door and trying to sell you the lord's goodwill, you can end up getting a little miffed." His jaw squared, his eyes sincere and focussed on Twilight. "Just wanted to say sorry for that, I suppose. I haven't got any issue with God, just rather not have you preaching on my doorstep."

This stallion was... very confused. And now Twilight was confused. She also hadn't really picked up on the gist of what he was saying because his eyes were so fucking captivating. She wanted to swim in their depths and get lost for a week. "Uhh, it's okay?" Anything's okay, fucking take me already.

A small smile graced his lips, and it was like Celestia had etched it onto his features herself. "Who's your friend, anyway?" He turned to Fluttershy, smile still present. "Jason Moors, how'd you do?"

"I-I-I—" Fluttershy stammered out before allowing her wings to shoot from her sides, pointing out in each direction with such rigidity that she resembled a plane. "I-I'm Fluttershy."

"Shy, huh? Well that makes a lot of sense," he laughed. "She always like this?" he asked Twilight, a touch of merriment on his lips.

"Only around sexy stallions, these days." Twilight instantly answered before cupping a hoof over her mouth, resisting the urge to shout and curse into it. how the fuck did she manage to say that out loud?!

"Oh, I'm sexy, am I?" Jason chuckled, wiggling from side to side to inspect his body. "And I suppose that's why you're dressed up like some kind of horse harlot? Here to woo me into your clergy, or whatever it was?"

"N-no," Twilight said, face flushed. "I just want you to be safe?"

"And little pony ladies in sexy lingerie are going to keep me safe. What are you going to do, fuck me out of danger?"

"I mean..." Twilight bit her lip, looking down at her sock-clad body. "...it might help?"

"Mmh, sure it would. Anyways, give me a moment, I need to go and get my dinner." Jason turned and walked back towards the trees, leaving Twilight and Fluttershy alone, flustered, and horny.

"So, Fluttershy, what do you think of him?"

The second he was out of earshot, she responded. "I want the first go with him."

"Atta-girl, I knew you'd agree with me once you saw him." Twilight didn't mind giving up the first turn if it meant Fluttershy would help her in her quest. Hell, maybe they could share a first turn, that definitely sounded like fun. "He's different to how he was yesterday, doesn't seem drunk anymore. Maybe he's a little kinder than I..." her voice trailed off as she saw him slowly emerging from the trees, dragging a carcass behind him.

"Oh my gosh!" Fluttershy sprinted across the grass towards the downed animal, and Twilight soon followed after. "Is he alright, is he still breathing? If there's anything we can do to save him, we need to act quickly!"

Oh. Oh Celestia. Twilight had neglected to tell Fluttershy that this stallion wasn't exactly a herbivore, and the next words to come out of Jason's mouth were quite likely to snap Fluttershy's mind in two.

"Help him?" Jason panted between pulls as he dragged the downed manticore further, a rope tied around his barrel and fastened to its neck. "I'm going to put him in my pantry. Who do you think killed it in the first place?"

Fluttershy seemed to freeze up for a moment, or maybe she crashed completely. After a few moments, she blinked, and all hint of nervousness was gone. "You eat other animals?" she asked, her voice completely monotone.

"No, I just like to keep my pantry stocked full of food I never eat. What do you think, genius?"

Twilight could feel the seconds ticking by as she wondered what was going to happen next. Would Fluttershy break down in tears? Would she attack him? Would she simply cease to be altogether?

Still she remained stolid, almost sounding studious in her approach to conversation as Jason continued to drag the heavy creature across the clearing, sweat glistening on his gorgeous—focus.

"How did you kill it?"

"Hoof fitted crossbow, one of my niftier possessions. I can't aim with it for shit, but when the bolts do hit, they pierce skin like butter." A few seconds pause. "You look a little like butter, come to think of it." Another pause as Fluttershy's eyes widened. "Don't worry, doesn't mean I'm going to shoot you."

Fluttershy's eyes soon relaxed again. "Twilight, I think we need to go."

"Fluttershy?" She had no clue what was going through her friend's mind, but she cared more about her feeling okay than she did about getting in bed with Jason. It was at least 30% more important to her.

"Now, please. It was nice meeting you, Jason, sorry we couldn't stick around longer."

With that, she took off, and Twilight soon followed after, pausing and turning back to look at him one last time. "Sorry about this, she's very protective of animals."

"Yeah, seems the type. Will I see you two again any time soon?"

"Why, do you want to?" Twilight smirked, Fluttershy briefly forgotten for her seldom practiced flirting mode.

"Yeah, wouldn't mind it. That yellow one's cute, even if she can't stomach a little violence."

"Oh, sure, I mean, if we're not busy, or whatever." What about her?! Was she not cute?!

"You're not bad yourself, either. When you're not trying to spread the good word, that is. I'll try and be more neighbourly in future."

I love you please give me foals. "I'll see if I get some time to come back around soon, maybe we could get to know each other better. I should really go and catch up with Fluttershy now."

Twilight turned around and zipped off, knowing she'd be back tomorrow. She could feel the sting of her surprisingly wet folds brushing past the wind, and it was a pleasant tingle that would likely drive her insane every moment of every day until she managed to bed him already.

Luckily, Fluttershy wasn't a fast flier, and it didn't take long to catch up with her. "Are you alright?" Twilight asked as she levelled beside her, the two of them flying at a slower pace. "I know you're squeamish when it comes to death, and—"

"Twilight, I've worked with animals for years, I see them die all the time. Also, some animals are carnivorous. It's how life works."

"...then why did you run away just now?"

"Because I've never seen a pony hunt before and something about this is just so..." Fluttershy's eyes closed as she attempted to search for the word, her body wriggling. "So sexy. A stallion, too. Not only is he different, but he's living for himself, going out and taking his food, doing everything for himself. We need to herd him so badly, I swear."

"I know, it's all I can think about doing. I barely slept last night, his eyes are just so..."

"Wonderful? Mesmerising? Utterly perfect in every conceivable way?"

"Yes, those things."

"We'll have him soon, I just know it."

Jason had finally finished dragging the manticore inside, and was currently in the process of berating himself. Why the fuck didn't he invite them over?! Why was he so passive? The girl had gone to the lengths to fucking dress up for him, and he acted like it was no big deal! He didn't care if she was a bible bashing lunatic, those curves were pretty damn nice!

"All part of the strategy," Jason assured himself, pouring out a drink and taking a small sip. Of course, that's surely all it was, it wasn't as if he was cockblocking himself in any way with his actions. On the first day, he'd rejected the Jehovah's Witness, and by the second, she'd gotten all dolled up and decided to bring her hot friend around.

What was going to be waiting for him tomorrow? Ten mares stuffed with anal beads and kegal balls?

He could only hope.