vignettes

this summer evening was proving to be a long one, and thankfully cool. a smug and equally cool rainbow dash was coaxing fluttershy to come and cuddle with her. fluttershy is extremely nervous, for she has never been with a mare before, or even another pony for that matter. this will be her first time. she is redder than a beet, despite her wonderfully downy butter yellow plumage.

rainbow smiles gently, knowing full well how new an experience this will be for fluttershy. she is one of her closest friends, after all. what fluttershy doesn’t know, is that Rainbow too has never been with another pony, despite what she may boast. her confidence may be awe-inspiring and a great comfort for the shy, yellow pegasus anxiously curled up beside her, but on the inside rainbow is bouncing off the walls.

Rainbow has waited too long, and knows that fluttershy, out of her little circle of friends, would be the easiest to coerce. she bites her lip, finally savoring the plush warmth of another equine body next to hers.

Fluttershy can barely speak above a mutter, always staring down at the floor or bashfully turning her head away. rainbow licks her on the cheek, eliciting the softest of a squeak from her partner.