It's Alright to be Bold Sometimes

It was early evening when Fluttershy finished setting up the final touches to the bedroom. When everything was done, she sat on the floor and examined her work; Rarity had been right, placing candles around the room really made it look more romantic. Though the pegasus mare was a bit nervous about having so many tiny fires lit inside her tree house, Rarity had assured her that it would be fine and that the atmosphere would be perfect in helping her to find her confidence.

Fluttershy was just beginning to feel better when she heard the front door of the house open and close. Oh no, she thought, Soarin’s home early. She fiddled with the cord to her bathrobe nervously, drawing it tighter around her waist.

“Fluttershy,” Soarin’ called as he walked through the house looking for his fillyfriend. “Shy, are you home?”

Ok Fluttershy, remember what Rarity said: if you want this, you have to be brave and go for it. Fluttershy took a deep breath and stepped out onto the second floor landing.

“I’m up here,” she said, just loud enough for her coltfriend at the bottom of the stairs to hear her.

“Would you mind coming down for a bit,” the stallion called up to her, “there’s something important that I want to show you.”

What? downstairs, she thought, fussing with her robe again. Fluttershy looked around the room worriedly; not everything was ready yet. She still needed to light the candles and finish putting on the outfit Rarity had given her (the unicorn had helped Fluttershy put on the corset, but there were still a few other pieces that she needed to put on). Fluttershy sighed as she moved the rest of the outfit off of the bed. I'm so sorry Rarity; I know you said I needed to wear the entire outfit to bring out my confidence, but I’m just going to have to make do without it.

“Um, actually,” she replied, “would you mind coming up here first?”

There was a long pause, but soon Fluttershy heard the heavy sound of hoof steps on the stairs, and eventually saw Soarin’s head pop up over the landing, his goggles still on his head, pulling his mane back out of his eyes.

“What is it Shy,” he asked as he climbed the last few steps. He paused when he saw his fillyfriend sitting on her haunches, fumbling shyly with something in the pocket of her bathrobe. Soarin’ only had a second to register the sight before Fluttershy launched herself at him and wrapped black cloth over his eyes. “Hey, what’s going o-” He tried to get a good look at Fluttershy, but the mare wouldn’t let him. “Shy, why am I wearing a blindfold?” He made to move it away, but a hoof stopped him.

“Please, sweetie, leave it on; just for a little while.” She hooked her hoof around Soarin’s foreleg and led the now blind stallion towards their bedroom.

“But Shy, I-” the timid mare placed a hoof over his lips and kissed him on the cheek.

Fluttershy could feel her heart racing as she led Soarin’ across the room to the bed.

“Um, S-S-Soarin’,” she said, her voice fading to a shy whisper, “w-would you get on the b-bed?”

Soarin’ was confused; he was almost sure he knew where this was leading, but…no, she can’t be, he thought in disbelief, but she's never...

“Shy, really, we should go-”

“Please,” she whispered in Soarin’s ear, “please get on the bed and lie on your back.” The soft, sweetness of his fillyfriend’s voice sent shivers down Soarin’s spine.

The stallion hesitated at first, still itching to have Fluttershy follow him downstairs, but there was something about the eagerness in her voice that made Soarin’ comply, and recline on the soft mattress, still clothed in his sweaty flight suit. He barely felt any movement as Fluttershy gently landed on the bed and stood over him, but he hummed happily as she began nuzzling his cheek.

Fluttershy wasted no time in showing Soarin’ how much she cared for him by planting little kisses on Soarin’s cheek, trailing slowly up to his lips.

Without his sense of vision, Soarin’ was completely taken by surprise as he felt Fluttershy’s lips press against his. The yellow pegasus moaned as her lips sank further into her partner’s, the passionate kiss sending tingling sensations from her lips all the way down to her nether regions. Of course Soarin’ was also enjoying the attention he was receiving, albeit still feeling very confused by the whole situation.

The biggest shock came when Soarin’ felt Fluttershy’s lips leave his and begin traveling down his neck, eliciting a few light gasps from the stallion.

You can do this, Fluttershy, the mare thought as she gripped the zipper of her coltfriend’s flight suit in her teeth, remember, it’s ok to be bold if you want to. Feeling as if her heart was about to fly out of her chest, the mare slowly pulled down on the zipper. Soarin’s body shuddered as locks of his partner’s light pink mane trailed along his exposed chest. When Fluttershy reached the bottom, she let go of the little metal tab and moved back up to her coltfriend’s chest where she pulled the two halves of the suit apart, and started planting kisses down the same path she had taken just moments before.

The stallion’s chest heaved as the mare bathed it in light kisses. He tried to fight it, but there was no hiding his arousal as his stallionhood inched it’s way out of its sheath and up along his partner’s inner thigh. Fluttershy noticed it right away and gave a startled gasp as she felt it against her body, but she swallowed her worries again, and closed her eyes as she continued her journey down the stallion’s stomach. Then, with no warning from the mare, Soarin’ felt something come into contact with his member.

“Fluuuttershy, what are you - uhn - doing?” Soarin’ groaned as he lifted his blindfold and saw the timid mare with his still growing rod in her hooves.

Fluttershy opened her eyes and looked up at Soarin and saw the twinge of concern on the stallion's face.

“Oh, I’m sorry,” she said, letting go of the stallion’s dick, “did I hurt you?”

Soarin’ sat up and pulled Fluttershy into a tight embrace.

“No, Shy, that felt really, really good. It’s just I have no idea what brought this on. I mean, after what happened with our first attempt, I thought you wanted to take it slow again.”

Fluttershy looked away, trying to hide her pink cheeks behind her mane.

“I kn-know that that’s how I came off, and it’s true that I wanted to wait a little while longer, but it’s been almost a year since then, and for the past few months I’ve sort of been feeling the...urge to try again; I was just too nervous to say anything to you.” She looked her stallion in the eyes, “And I thought th-that you might be ch-cheating on m-me…with Spitfire.”

Soarin’ covered his mouth to stifle a laugh, which he quickly choked down when he saw the start of tears in the mare’s eyes.

“Wait, you’re serious; you actually thought that?”

Fluttershy nodded silently.

“What? But that’s ridiculous; what would make you think I would want to cheat on you with Spitfire?”

“I don’t know,” Fluttershy said, her voice barely above a whisper, “maybe because you two spend so much time together, and because she’s prettier than me and a much better flier too, and because you haven’t really seemed that interested in making love to-”

The stallion cut his fillyfriend off with a kiss.

“Shy,” he said when he finally withdrew his lips and started running a hoof through the mare’s beautiful pink mane, “I love you; I love you more than I’ve loved anypony before. The only reason I haven’t made any moves before was because, as I said when we first started dating, I never wanted to force you to do anything you were uncomfortable doing; our first time was really painful for you, so I thought you might have been scared into not wanting to try again.” He gave her a heart-warming smile. “And you have to believe me when I tell you this, Shy, that you are far prettier, and sweeter, than Spitfire could ever hope to be. Yes, she may be a better flier, and it’s always been something that I’ve admired about her, but she’s just my captain; I’ve never thought of her as anything more than that, even before you and I started dating.”

Fluttershy seemed to cheer up a little.

“But then why do you have that magazine,” she asked.

“What maga…”

Soarin’s cheeks turned red.

“You, uh, found the Playcolt, huh,” he said with an embarrassed laugh. “To be honest, Spitfire made the whole team go out and buy them because she was so proud that Hugh Hoofner had done a spread of her.”

“She made you buy a copy?”

“Yup; she even threatened to make us do laps around the entire kingdom of Canterlot until our wings bled if we didn’t.” Soarin’ couldn’t help but laugh as he remembered galloping out of fear down the streets of Canterlot with his teammates to find a newsstand. “I mean, we were sure that she was bluffing, but we all knew how harsh she can be, and nopony wanted to risk disobeying orders.”

Both ponies broke out into fits of laughter.

“So then why did you keep it?” Fluttershy asked.

“Honestly? I’d forgotten I even still had it until I was packing my stuff before the move and found it stuffed under my bed. I was going to toss it in the trash, but then I looked through it, and I found something that made me want to hold onto it.”

He climbed down from the bed and walked over to the closet. It didn’t take long for him to return with the magazine (Fluttershy hadn’t hidden it well when she had brought it back up and put it back in the closet), and start flipping through it, looking for a specific page.

“There it is,” he said, pointing his hoof at an advertisement for a mane and tail shampoo. Fluttershy stared wide-eyed at a picture of a yellow pegasus mare wearing a light green dress and flashing a shy smile from behind her long pink mane.

“That’s me,” she said, still looking at the picture in disbelief.

“It is,” the stallion said. “I know it’s stupid, holding onto something like this when I’m reminded of how beautiful you are every time I see you, it’s just something I used to do back during my first years of with the Wonderbolts; whenever one of my teammates made it into a newspaper or magazine, I would buy a copy and hold onto it to commemorate the occasion. I guess keeping this Playcolt was just a little something to remind myself of how lucky I was to have met you.”

Fluttershy couldn’t help but smile at Soarin’s praise; even though she had hated almost every minute of her very brief modeling career, it made her heart soar whenever the stallion she loved said she was beautiful.

“So, feeling better now,” Soarin’ asked as he set the magazine on the bedside table.

“Yes,” Fluttershy said, “I’m sorry I was so paranoid.”

Soarin’ gave the mare an affectionate kiss on the cheek.

“I’m sorry if I ever gave you any reason to doubt me.” Another kiss on the cheek, “And now that I know that I’ve been a big idiot in thinking that you didn’t want to, you know, do it, I promise I’ll be more attentive to your needs.”

Fluttershy laughed at the stallion as she nuzzled against his neck.

“Well, I wouldn’t call you an idiot, you just weren’t being very smart,” she joked before pulling him in for a deep kiss, “but I love you anyway.”

“I love you too.”

The two ponies lay back down on the bed, wrapped in each other’s forelegs. Fluttershy looked down and saw that while they had been talking, Soarin’s dick had retreated back into its sheath.

“Oh no, it looks like your little friend went back into his home,” she whispered, trying her best to sound alluring. “Should I see if I can get him to come back out again?” She slid her hoof down her stallion’s stomach to his privates.

Soarin’ would have liked nothing more than to sit back and let her continue her work, but he felt like he was forgetting something.

“OH MY GOSH,” he exclaimed as he jumped up from the bed, suddenly remembering why he had come home so early today.

Fluttershy gave the stallion what she hoped was a sly look. Be sexy, she thought, that’s what Rarity taught me: stallion’s like it when you’re not afraid to show your sexy side.

“Oooh, d-did that feel good.”

Soarin’ shook his head as he zipped his flight suit back up.

“No…I mean, yes, it did, but I just remembered that I have something really important that I have to show you. Come on.”

“Wha – where are we going,” Fluttershy asked as the stallion hooked his hoof around her foreleg and led her off of the bed, across the room, down the stairs, and to the front door. “W-w-why are we going outside,” she asked, letting go of Soarin’s hoof so she could draw the cord of her bathrobe tighter; she was still wearing the corset underneath her robe, and going outside would leave her feeling exposed to everypony.

The stallion winked and smiled at his fillyfriend as he held out his hoof.

“There’s really only one way to find out now isn’t there?”

Fluttershy hesitated, but smiled as she took Soarin’s hoof. With her hoof in his, the stallion opened the door and led her out into the fading twilight.

“SURRRPRISE!”

Fluttershy toppled over backwards as a pink pony rushed up to her, flashing the brightest smile the yellow pegasus had ever seen.

“Oops, sorry Fluttershy, did I over do it,” Pinkie Pie asked as she pulled her friend up off of the ground. “I was just so excited to see you.”

“That’s ok Pinkie,” Fluttershy said, “but what are you doing here…oh no, we didn’t have plans that I forgot about, did we?”

Pinkie Pie rolled on the ground in a fit of laughter.

“No silly, I’m here because your super special coltfriend asked me to be here.” The bright pink pony beamed as she gave Fluttershy and Soarin' a big group hug. “And it’s not just me; Twilight’s here, and so is Rarity, and Applejack, and Rainbow Dash, and even some of the Wonderbolts.”

It took Fluttershy a few minutes to catch up with what her friend was saying. Wait, it's not just Pinkie? Fluttershy looked around and saw that a small group of ponies had gathered in her front yard; along with her five friends stood a group of three pegasi, each dressed in the same blue and gold uniform that Soarin’ wore.

“Soarin’,” Fluttershy asked, feeling a bit bewildered, “what’s going on? What’s everypony doing here?”

The mare turned to her coltfriend who just smiled at her.

“They’re here because this is a special night, and I wanted to share it with our friends.”

“Get on with it Soarin’,” came an annoyed groan from the fiery maned Wonderbolt. “You brought us all the way from Canterlot, then made us wait for Celestia knows how long, so you better hurry up and do this before I come over there and-”

“Sweet Celestia, Spitfire,” the stallion grunted, “could you be patient for five minutes.”

The Wonderbolt captain didn’t say anything, but she sat on her rump, crossed her forelegs, and rolled her eyes in agitation.

Soarin’ turned back to Fluttershy.

“See what I mean,” he whispered.

Fluttershy couldn’t help but laugh, realizing just how silly her fears had been.

“Anyway,” Soarin’ continued, “the reason I brought everyone together is because I have something I wanted to ask you.” The stallion kissed Fluttershy on the forehead. “Do you remember how we first met?”

Fluttershy smiled; how could she forget.

“The apple pies,” she said, remembering the day:

…

Three years ago, Fluttershy had rushed down to Applejack’s apple stand to buy a pie for a very annoyed Angel Bunny, but found that she had gotten there too late; somepony else had just purchased the last apple pie. That pony had been Soarin’, who had traveled all the way from Canterlot, just for the chance to eat one of the Apple Family’s prized confections. Fluttershy had pleaded with the stallion for the pie, saying that she needed it for her friend Angel, and upon seeing the sadness in the mare’s eyes, Soarin’ offered to take the pie to her house so they could share it. It soon became a weekly ritual for the two to get together and chat over an apple pie. It was strange though; Fluttershy had never been all that interested in talking about flying (Rainbow Dash’s bragging had really made the topic quite unenjoyable to the mare who preferred to keep all four hooves on the ground), but the amount of passion in Soarin’s voice when he talked about practice, or the interesting things he’d seen while flying around Canterlot put a smile on Fluttershy’s face. The same went for Soarin’ whenever he listened to the mare talk about all the different animals that she cared for.

One day, Fluttershy was surprised to find that they had been talking well into the night and had yet to touch the apple pie in front of them. It was then that she realized that there was something special between Soarin’ and her; something that she’d never felt with anypony else before.

Since it had been so late in the evening when their conversation finally died away, Fluttershy offered to let the stallion sleep on her couch. Soarin’ had gladly accepted, thankful that he wouldn’t have to fly all the way back to Canterlot in the dark. The next morning, just before the stallion was about to take off, Fluttershy had stopped him, gathered up all of her courage and asked him if he would like to be her coltfriend. Soarin’ had smiled and hugged her, and said yes, and that he’d actually been waiting for the right moment to ask her. The two pegasi were inseparable from that day on.

…

Soarin’ smiled and nodded.

“Yup, the apple pies. I’ve probably never told you this, but when I first saw you at AJ’s apple stand, I thought you were the sweetest, most beautiful pony I’d ever seen. That’s why I agreed to share my pie with you, and I don’t like to share my apple pie with anypony.” Both ponies laughed; it was true, except for Fluttershy (and to Soarin’s reluctance, Angel Bunny), Soarin’ would never give a piece of pie to anypony. “That was the day I’d fallen in love with you, and knew that you were the mare that I wanted to spend the rest of my life with.” Soarin’ got down on his haunches and looked the mare in the eye, “Fluttershy, will you marry me?”

The stallion didn’t have to wait long for an answer; within seconds, Fluttershy’s eyes had filled with tears of joy and she tackled the stallion to the ground in her excitement.

“Oh I’m so sorry Soarin’,” Fluttershy said, climbing off of the stallion. “I just got a little carried away.”

Soarin’ looked up from his spot in the grass, still smiling.

“So is that a yes?”

Fluttershy nodded.

“Yes, I will marry you.”

Fluttershy had just enough time to help the stallion up before the two ponies were caught up in a flurry of congratulatory hoof shakes, hugs, and well wishes from all of their friends. When everypony had made the rounds with the happy couple, they broke off and began chatting happily amongst themselves.

The mare sat on the ground and watched everypony talking, all the while thinking about how lucky she was to have somepony as wonderful as Soarin’, until she was shaken from her reverie when she felt a hoof tap her softly on the shoulder. Fluttershy turned around and saw Rarity, who had come back for a second round of hugs.

“Oh Fluttershy, darling, I’m so sorry I didn’t tell you about all of this when you told me about your worries today, but Soarin’ wanted us to keep it a secret until he was ready.”

“That’s ok Rarity,” Fluttershy said, “it was a wonderful surprise.”

“Today’s certainly been a very exciting day for the two of you,” Rarity whispered as she winked at her friend. “Tell me, did your fiancé enjoy his little surprise?”

Fluttershy blushed and shifted nervously.

“Oh, um, we didn’t really, uh, get to that part yet.”

Rarity gasped.

“What,” she exclaimed a little too loudly. Rarity looked around and saw a couple of faces staring at them. She then lowered her voice and continued so that nopony else could hear. “You haven’t done it yet? Then what are the two of you doing out here; you should be upstairs in your bedroom in the throes of passion right now.”

“I know, b-but-”

“No buts, darling.” She began pushing Fluttershy towards her house. “Don’t you go worrying your feathers about it; I’ll move everypony along so you two can go take care of business.”

“Oh no, Rarity, you don’t have to-”

“I most certainly do have to.” The unicorn placed a hoof to Fluttershy’s lips to discourage any further protest. “Besides, what better way is there for you two to show your love for each other than by making love for the first time as an engaged couple.”

With nothing more than a kind smile, Rarity trotted off and began making her way around to all of the ponies. Fluttershy wasn’t sure what it was the unicorn had told them, but it wasn’t long before each pony had said their goodbyes and made their ways back into town (or in the case of the Wonderbolts, into the sky over the Everfree Forest).

“Huh, I wonder why everypony left,” Soarin’ said as the two ponies walked back into the house. “I thought we might go down to Sugarcube Corner for some cake, or pie.”

“Yeah, it’s a real mystery,” Fluttershy said with a nervous laugh. “But you can still have some pie if you’d like; I thought you might be hungry when you got home, so I went and made you an apple pie. It should be all done cooling now if you would like a piece.”

“You really are the most thoughtful mare I’ve ever met,” he said, wiping a bit of drool from his mouth. “But what about you, won’t you have some pie with me to celebrate our engagement?”

Fluttershy shook her head. This is my chance, she thought, if Soarin’ eats his apple pie now, I might just have enough time to finish getting ready. The mare slowly trotted over to her fiancé, and kissed him on the cheek.

“That’s alright,” she said. She then brought her lips to the stallion’s ear, and, remembering what Rarity taught her, whispered seductively. “I’ve got a few things that I need to take care of upstairs. But I would love it if you would come up and join me when you’re done.”

Soarin’ smiled slyly.

“Oh-ho, looking to finish what we started, are you.”

“Oh, sorry,” Fluttershy said, momentarily reverting back into her usually timid self, “I should have asked you if it would be ok first.”

The stallion brought Fluttershy’s ear to his mouth and gently nibbled the tip, eliciting a sharp gasp from the yellow pegasus.

“What are we waiting for,” he whispered after releasing her ear, “I think the pie can wait.”

Fluttershy put a hoof against Soarin’s chest, keeping him in place.

“No!" she said, "I mean, I told you I have a few things to take care of first. Besides, you’ve just come from practice and had a long flight from Canterlot, I’m sure you’ll want to build up your energy first.”

“You’re probably right,” he said, sighing in disappointment, “See you in twenty minutes?”

Fluttershy winked as she headed for the stairs.

“See you in twenty minutes.”