It's Alright to be Bold Sometimes

Soarin’ sat on the couch, anxiously glancing at the clock every five seconds; Fluttershy had given him twenty minutes to eat his pie while she went up and got ready (whatever that had meant), but in his excitement, Soarin’ had gobbled down the pastry in less than five. Now he was just sitting in the living room, tapping his hoof on the stone floor in anticipation.

Come on Soarin’, you can do it, he thought as he looked up at the clock again, you’ve waited three years for this moment, five more minutes isn’t going to ki-

“Um, Soarin,” came his fiancé’s voice from up stairs, “I’m ready now.”

Soarin’ was about to rush from the couch and up the stairs and make passionate love to his fiancé, but something inside told him it would be best to take it slow; Fluttershy may have been acting uncharacteristically bold today, but she was still shy by name and shy by nature, and he was worried that his eagerness might be a bit off putting to her. After taking a few slow breaths, Soarin’ picked himself up from his seat, walked up the stairs, and through the slightly open bedroom door.

The first thing Soarin’ noticed when he entered the room was the warm glow of the many lit candles that had been set up around the room. So this is what she was up to, he thought as he slowly made his way across the room, admiring his fillyfriend’s hooftywork.

“Do you like it,” came a soft voice from the direction of the bed.

Soarin’s eyes had not fully adjusted to the dim light, but he was still able to make out the flowing pink locks of Fluttershy’s mane acting as a beacon the darkness.

“It’s amazing, Shuuuuuuuh…” Soarin’s jaw went slack as he approached the bed and the most beautiful sight he had ever lain eyes on came into full view; Fluttershy was stretched out on her stomach, flashing him a shy smile from behind her gorgeous pink locks. What really caught Soarin’s attention, though, was that the mare was wearing a light green corset and matching shoes on her forehooves, with had laces that snaked up her legs like vines on a tree. As the initial shock began to fade, Soarin’ also noticed the green ribbons that were woven into her mane and tail, and the three blue and pink glass butterflies framed in gold, that she wore; one clipped over her right ear, folding it down, the second, a brooch that was pinned in the center of her collar right bellow the mare’s elegant neck, and the third was clipped to the base of her tail, holding the pink hair away from her body just enough to reveal the beautifully round rump, and the pink of her marehood underneath.

“Shy, I-I-I…” Soarin’ stammered, unable to get any words out.

The mare just smiled as she got up from her spot on the bed, wrapped her forelegs around the stallion’s neck and pulled him in for a deep kiss. Unlike her first attempt that day, Fluttershy took no time diving into Soarin’s mouth, her tongue tingling with the sweet taste of apple pie as it explored every inch of her partner’s maw that it could reach. Oh my, she thought as her tongue was joined by Soarin's in a sloppy dance, Rarity was right; this outfit really is making me more assertive. Oh I hope I’m not being too – no, you can’t think like that, Fluttershy; this is something you and Soarin’ both want, and you mustn’t be afraid to take the lead.

Not able to hold back any longer, Fluttershy pulled the stallion forward until his forelegs were on the bed, then she removed one of her hooves from around his neck, and brought it to the zipper of his flight suit, dragging it down until it came to a stop between his hind legs. Soarin’ breathed a sigh of relief into Fluttershy’s mouth when the zipper had finally been undone; the flight suit had started to become uncomfortably tight as his member continued to grow from between his legs. The stallion wasn’t sure how it had happened, but within seconds his flight suit had been stripped off and was now lying in a heap on the floor; never in his years as a Wonderbolt had his uniform been taken off as fast as when the ravenous mare removed the garment, never once parting her lips from his.

As soon as the pesky flight suit had been tossed aside, Fluttershy pulled her fiancé further onto the bed, momentarily braking their kiss so that she could take a few much needed breaths while she readjusted her position so that she was now lying on her side, allowing for Soarin’ to lay down and wrap his hooves around her.

Now it was Soarin’s turn to take the lead; taking advantage of the respite from their fervent kissing, the stallion brought his lips up to Fluttershy’s ear and began nibbling it lightly, careful not to disturb the glass butterfly ornament that held her ear down. The timid mare moaned as the soft bites turned into kisses that trailed down from her ear until the stallion’s lips found hers once more. Instead of the furious kisses of two very aroused ponies, Soarin’ left gentle, pecks against the mare’s soft, wet lips.

Soarin’ was shocked when Fluttershy pulled away so that she could look him in the eye, and gave him a surprisingly lustful look.

“Would you like to pick up where we left off?” She asked, slowly trailing her hoof down the stallion’s chest, past his stomach, to his fully erect stallionhood.

The only response Soarin’ gave was a light gasp as a sudden jolt of pleasure coursed through his body like an electric shock. Fluttershy’s hoof was feather light against his hard member, but each stroke along his length sent a shiver up Soarin’s spine. The stallion was more than willing to sit back and just enjoy the soft touches of his fillyfriend’s hoof, but Fluttershy had other plans.

Removing her hoof from the stallion’s member, Fluttershy got up on all fours, and made her way to the foot of the bed, where she placed both hooves on her mate’s legs in a way that indicated that she wanted him to turn over onto his back. Oh my, she thought as she got her first good look at her fiancé’s stallionhood in all its glory, that looks a lot bigger than the fake one Rarity used to demonstrate with. Fluttershy’s blush deepened as she thought back on the uncomfortable afternoon she spent at Carousel Boutique:

…

After showing off the clothes that Rarity insisted Fluttershy wear, the unicorn had taken the pegasus up to her bedroom and took out a large rubber cock. As much as the timid pony wanted to look away, Rarity had made her promise that she would sit and watch how the more experienced of the two handled the false stallionhood. Over the course of an hour, Rarity had explained in great detail and demonstrated different hoof and mouth techniques that would be easy for a beginner like Fluttershy to master.

…

Ok, Fluttershy thought as she moved closer to Soarin’s member, first I’m supposed to…to kiss, and l-l-lick it. The timid pony swallowed the nervous lump that had built up in her throat and gently kissed the tip. Well that wasn’t so bad, she thought before planting another kiss. Each little kiss that she planted along the length of Soarin’s dick was followed quickly by a nervous flick from her tongue. As soon as she made her way to the bottom of the stallion’s dick, Fluttershy placed her tongue firmly against the underside and licked the entire length of Soarin’s exceptionally long member. When she reached the head, Fluttershy noticed a few beads of a white, viscous fluid dripping out of the tip. The yellow pegasus stared at it in curiosity; she was sure Rarity had gone over everything quite thoroughly, but she didn’t remember the unicorn telling her anything about what she should do if his stallionhood started leaking. However, as if being guided by instinct, Fluttershy brought her tongue to the head of Soarin’s dick and quickly lapped up the precum. The mare found the taste of her stallion’s juices to be quite salty and bitter, yet not at all unpleasant. As she continued with her efforts, she began to hear soft moans coming from the stallion.

“Is everything alright sweetie?” Fluttershy asked, looking up as she gave the slick stallionhood another long lick.

“This - uhnnn - feels aaaaahh-mazing Shy,” he said, loving the feeling of his fillyfriend's amateur tongue work.

Fluttershy couldn’t help but beam at her coltfriend; it was true that she had been worried that her lack of experience might have proven unsatisfactory for Soarin’, but seeing that the stallion was enjoying himself, the mare felt confident enough to move onto the next step.

Taking a deep breath, the mare parted her lips and brought the head of Soarin’s stallionhood to her mouth, taking in just the first couple of inches. Don’t forget to also use your tongue when you get to this part, Rarity had told her, and most importantly, you mustn’t use your teeth. Continuing her venture towards the base, Fluttershy began treating the stallion with light flicks of her tongue until her descent was halted halfway down when she felt Soarin’s dick hit the back of her throat, causing her to gag. Deciding not to push it further, she opted to slowly bob up and down on the top half of his cock.

The mare couldn’t help but feel a sense of pride as the moans and grunts coming from the stallion increased in volume and frequency, but there was something more than that welling up within the mare. Fluttershy was surprised when she felt something wet and hot trickling down her own inner thigh; even though the stallion was the one receiving the special treatment, she couldn’t help feeling excited herself.

“Shy,” Soarin’ said in a bit of a strained whisper, “could you - unff - stop for a moment.”

Fluttershy let go of Soarin’s rod with a soft pop, curious to know why he wanted her to stop.

“What’s wrong sweetie,” Fluttershy asked. “Oh no, was I doing something wrong? Was I going too slow? Don’t worry, I can do better.” Without waiting for the stallion to answer, Fluttershy dove back onto his dick with much more vigor than she had before.

“Uhnnnnoooo, please,” Soarin’ grunted as he pulled his stallionhood from the mare’s warm mouth. “Sorry Shy,” he said through deep breaths, “it’s just that what you were doing felt amazing, but I was kinda hoping I could return the favor.”

The mare blushed.

“What do you mean?”

“Why don’t you turn around and mount me so that your rump is in my face.”

Fluttershy hesitated.

“B-but then you’ll be able to see m-my…”

While the clip on her tail allowed for her marehood to be on display, she was still afraid about having her stallion’s face right up against it.

“It’s alright Shy,” he said, running a hoof through her long mane. “Trust me; I think you’ll really like it.”

Still feeling a little shy, Fluttershy got up and swung one of her legs over the stallion, and settled down so that her belly was pressed against his heaving chest.

“L-like this?”

At first there was nothing but silence, and Fluttershy began to grow worried that after seeing her most private of areas, the stallion might not have liked what he saw and changed his mind. But her fears were forced from her mind as she felt something soft and moist quickly glide across her already soaked pussy. Fluttershy let out a surprised squeal, and almost jumped in the air, but found that Soarin’s strong forelegs were wrapped around her, keeping the mare bound to the bed.

Underneath, Soarin’ was busy reveling in the sweet taste of his fillyfriend’s excited juices. When the mare had taken her position on top, Soarin’ felt his heart race as he got his first look at Fluttershy’s marehood, her soft pink lower lips the entrance to a passage that only one pony (himself) had ever ventured. He inhaled deeply and was struck by the sweet scent of fresh spring blossoms that only added to the excitement that was building up inside him as he went in for a second lick against her dripping pussy.

As the stallion continued his oral treatment, he couldn’t help but think about how tight she was going to be, and the very thought of it made his dick twitch in delight; it was all he could do to keep from devouring her pussy without mercy. Instead, he decided to proceed as he had with his first two test licks, and take things slow to allow her a moment to get use to the new sensations he was sure were coursing through the mare’s body. After a few more licks, Soarin’ began to feel adventurous and started drawing light circles across her sealed passage with his tongue, each time followed by an excited squeak and a shudder from the mare.

Back on top, Fluttershy was becoming very embarrassed by the lewd sounds she was making. While she had started out squeaking in both excitement and worry over having somepony licking her between her haunches, the high pitched squeals had soon faded into low moans as she felt her partner’s tongue quickly pass between her lower lips. Not wanting anypony (or any of her critters) to hear how much she was enjoying the feeling of Soarin’ entering her, she reached down and picked up the closest thing she could find and shoved it in her mouth just in time to muffle a loud moan. When Fluttershy realized that what she had blindly stuffed in her mouth was in fact Soarin’s dick, she was so overwhelmed by the sensations ripping through her body, she decided that it was time to return to treating her stallion.

Soarin’ couldn’t help but moan himself as he felt his dick reenter the moist warmth of the mare’s mouth. The blowjob, though inexperienced, was like heaven to the stallion. Unfortunately the combination of Fluttershy's previous attention to his rod, and the lack of contact from another pony for the past three years had rendered his dick very sensitive; he knew it wouldn’t be long before Fluttershy’s poor mouth would be filled with his jizz.

Being the gentlecolt he was, Soarin’ changed things up, determined to have Fluttershy cum first. He quickly retracted his tongue from her passage and resumed licking along her slit until he reached her clit. As soon as his tongue touched Fluttershy’s love button, the mare on top let out a muffled, high-pitched scream into the stallion’s dick. It was all Soarin’ needed to hear to know that she was close too, so he began lightly flicking his tongue against Fluttershy’s clit until the mare on top of him began writhing and moaning uncontrollably as her body was ravaged with pure bliss.

With every gentle brush of Soarin’s tongue against her little nub, Fluttershy felt a swelling in her stomach, like a bubble waiting to burst; she was so close. Fluttershy let the stallion’s rod pop out of her mouth and arched her back as she cried out in ecstasy; Soarin’ had stopped playfully licking her clit and had clamped his lips around the nub and started lightly sucking on it. Unable to think clearly anymore, the mare leaned forward and started feverishly sucking her coltfriend’s cock.

As expected, Fluttershy was the first to cum; Soarin’ had let go of the mare’s clit and gave it one last flick of the tongue, sending the mare over the edge. Her wings snapped open and she cried out as she felt the bubble in the pit of her stomach burst, drenching the stallion’s muzzle with her excited juices as they gushed forth from her tight passage.

Soarin' felt Fluttershy’s grip around his rod tighten, and she let out a muffled cry, sending that last jolt of pleasure through the stallion’s body. He bucked his hips, sending his cock further into Fluttershy’s mouth just as his first shot of semen erupted from his rod down the poor mare’s unsuspecting throat.

Even though Fluttershy was inexperienced, she did have some knowledge about what happened when a stallion reached his peak. Unfortunately for her, she was still in the grips of her own intense orgasm, so she didn’t have mind enough to remove Soarin’s cock before load after heavy load of semen flowed down her throat into her waiting stomach. Finally, with what little self-control she could muster, Fluttershy removed Soarin’s dick from her mouth, just in time for the last shot to hit her square in the face, or rather, in the bright pink mane that shielded her from taking the white goo full force. As the last waves of her orgasm ebbed away, the mare slumped across the stallion’s stomach, feeling worn out and very, very full.

After moment filled with nothing but heavy breathing from both parties, Soarin’ looked down at the mare.

“Shy,” he panted, “Shy, that was incredible.”

The only response from the yellow pegasus was a soft sigh and a quiver of her body; the overwhelming sensation of having the stallion’s tongue get her off had proven to be too much for the fragile mare to handle. It was a minute before Fluttershy stirred and shakily held herself up so that she could look back at the stallion through hazy, half-lidded eyes. With a little help from Soarin’, the mare turned around so that she was lying face to face with the stallion, embraced in his strong hooves.

“I…you…” was all she managed before wrapping her own hooves around her stallion and hugged him as tightly as she could.

Soarin’ chuckled as Fluttershy nuzzled his chest, her mane rubbing along his sides, smearing jizz into the stallion’s light blue coat.

“I guess somepony enjoyed herself, huh?”

Fluttershy looked up and beamed at the stallion.

“Yes,” she whispered. “What you did w-with your tongue was the most amazing thing I’ve ever felt.” This was true; while she had enjoyed the orgasm that had come from her own previous venture down bellow, being at the mercy of somepony else just made the whole experience that much better, especially when it was with the stallion she loved.

“Most amazing thing you’ve felt so far.” Soarin’ gave his fillyfriend a lustful gaze.

“So far? Wait, wha-” Fluttershy was cut off when Soarin’ pressed his lips against hers, venturing into her mouth again, unafraid of tasting himself on her tongue.

“I mean,” he said as he broke the kiss, “are you ready for the main event?”

Fluttershy blushed when she realized what the stallion was saying. Then she smiled again and kissed his cheek.

“I think that would be a wonderful idea.”

Very carefully, Soarin’ slid out from under Fluttershy and walked around behind her, the bed springs squeaking under the pressure of every step. Reaching down with his hooves, Soarin’ grabbed the mare’s plush rump, and brought it up so it was more level with his own body. Then he placed a hoof over the cutie marks on each flank and began massaging them slowly, eliciting soft, happy sighs from the mare.

“Are you ready, Shy,” he asked, lining up his cock with her already drenched marehood; he could feel the overwhelming heat emanating from her pussy, making his dick throb in anticipation.

Fluttershy looked back and gave Soarin’ a heart warming smile.

“Yes,” she said softly, “I’m ready.”

Soarin’ returned the smile as he inched his hips forward. Both ponies gasped as the head of Soarin’s stallionhood came into contact with Fluttershy’s vagina.

“I promise I’ll take it slow; just tell me if it hur-”

“Just hurry up and rut me already,” Fluttershy groaned, wiggling her hips. “Oh, uh, I mean, please, if you don’t mind; I just can’t wait any longer.”

Soarin’ smiled, happy to comply with his fiancé’s eager request.

Fluttershy gasped as Soarin’s dick invaded her passage. The first few inches were easy thanks to their vigorous foreplay, but it wasn’t long before her natural tightness took over, making him slow his efforts to allow for his fillyfriend’s vice like pussy to grow accustom to his stallionhood. Soarin' grunted in triumph when he finally passed the half way point, happy at having succeeded in surpassing Fluttershy’s breaking point from their first attempt. He stopped, however, when the mare below him shrieked and her passage clenched around the stallion’s cock as she came again.

“What’s wrong, Shy,” he asked, feeling great concern for his partner. “Do you need me to-”

“NO,” she shouted, her voice and body trembling as she turned to face the stallion with tear filled eyes, “for the love of Celestia, DON’T STOP!”

Soarin’ was taken aback when he heard the level of desperation in Fluttershy’s voice; he hadn’t realized just how badly she wanted this. Not wanting to let his fillyfriend down, the stallion pulled back slowly so that only a couple of inches remained inside her passage. Then, without warning, he gave one last powerful thrust, the mare’s excited juices from her latest orgasm lubricating her enough for Soarin’ to bury his entire length inside her tight pussy.

Fluttershy wasn’t entirely sure what had just happened to her, but she was so glad she had been lying down so she could bite down on her pillow as she screamed out, her mind overcome with pure ecstasy. Though she didn’t cum this time, being instantly filled had felt so much better than the slow penetration the stallion had been putting her through. She slowly turned to face Soarin’ again and smiled, mouthing the words ‘thank you’, unable to voice her desire for him to continue.

After taking a moment for both ponies to get used to the snug fit, Soarin slowly began to withdraw his member, then pushed back in slowly, eliciting soft moans from Fluttershy as the stallion began a steady rhythm of long, deep thrusts. Oh Celestia, this feels so good, Fluttershy thought, her wings snapping open as her entire body was ravaged by jolts of pleasure.

Soarin’ felt a soft breeze as Fluttershy’s wings began flapping uncontrollably. The stallion loved his fillyfriend’s wings; they weren’t as strong as those of some of the mares on his team, but they were certainly more beautiful and very well kept. Taking advantage of the situation, Soarin’ buried his cock inside the mare, stopped his thrusts, and leaned forward, giving a small patch of feathers a long wet lick. Fluttershy sighed happily as the stallion continued licking her feathers; she had always enjoyed the feeling of having her wings preened, but the sensations were doubled when somepony else was doing it, and tripled when her lower passage was full of her stallion’s member. Her sighs turned to moans when Soarin' retracted his tongue, took the tip of Fluttershy’s wing into his mouth and started gently nibbling it.

The mare loved Soarin’s playful preening, but she could no longer handle having the stallion's cock resting idly within her depths; deciding it was her turn to take the lead again, Fluttershy began rocking back and forth to make up for the lack of momentum from the stallion on top of her. Soarin’ clenched down hard on Fluttershy’s feathers and grunted, surprised at the sudden sensation of the mare grinding along his stallionhood, her supple rump bouncing against his inner thighs.

The stallion’s wings unfurled, joining Fluttershy’s, as he felt his own excitement mounting; it wouldn’t be long now before he reached his limit. Reluctantly, he pulled out of the mare and gently flipped her onto her back, forcing a surprised squeak to escape her lips. Soarin’ looked down, taking a moment to drink in the sight of the disheveled mare underneath him; her mane was a mess, sticky with sweat and semen, her face was flushed red, her eyes were half lidded and gazing up at him, and her mouth was open as her breath came out in pants. He also took one last chance to admire how beautiful his fiancé looked in her lingerie; it was bold of her, wearing a corset, but she looked so beautiful in the light green color, and leafy pattern just suited her so well, it was hard to imagine that she had more than likely been talked into wearing it.

Once his eyes were finally satisfied with the wonderful view, Soarin’ brought a hoof down to his stallionhood and lined it up with Fluttershy’s pussy, and grunted as he slowly pushed inside. The mare moaned low as the stallion plunged into her, happy to be rid of the sudden, disgusting, empty feeling.

“Harder,” she whispered.

“What,” Soarin’ asked, his voice strained under the steady rhythm of his thrusts.

“I-I want you to - hnnn - rut me harder.”

So demanding, Soarin’ thought with a chuckle, oh Shy, you really are adorable. He pulled back so that only the tip remained inside, then drove into her at full force, no longer holding back. As he continued with his rapid thrusts, his eyes clenched shut, focusing on not cumming right then and there. He could hear the mare beneath him crying out, but by now he knew better than to think that he was hurting her; no, these weren’t cries of pain, they were cries of pure, unadulterated passion. Suddenly he felt Fluttershy’s forehooves wrap around his neck, pulling his head down until his lips met hers.

Taking a cue from the stallion plowing into her, Fluttershy did not hold back as she parted her lips, filling the stallion’s mouth with her screams and moans, followed closely by her soft tongue, furiously dancing against his.

“Shy,” Soarin’ growled as he pulled his head out of the kiss when he felt a sudden jolt near the base of his cock, “Shy, I think I’m g-gonna,” The stallion was surprised when he felt Fluttershy’s hind legs clench against his rump. Soarin’ opened his eyes, and looked down at the mare with surprise, but she just gave him a strained, reassuring smile in return.

“I-it’s alright S-Soarin’,” she stuttered, barely able to speak, “I w-want y-you to - ahhh - cum inside.” With her forelegs still around Soarin’s neck, she brought him back down and continued kissing him, all the while pulling him further into her pussy with her hind legs.

It only took a few more long, deep thrusts before Soarin’ seized up as he reached his climax, unloading shot after shot of his seed into the mare’s waiting depths. The sensation of being filled sent Fluttershy over the edge, her own excited juices mixing with the stallion’s semen as she came. An immense wave of pleasure ravaged Fluttershy’s body, forcing her to release Soarin' from their kiss as she screamed his name into the night.

As the last glob of semen dribbled out of Soarin’s dick, he slipped out with a wet pop, his rod closely followed by a flood of fluids that pooled between the writhing mare’s hindlegs. He rolled of off Fluttershy and onto his side, wrapping a foreleg around the mare, pulling her into a tight embrace.

“Shy,” he whispered, “This has been, without a doubt, the best night of my life.”

Having finally come down from her orgasm, Fluttershy snuggled into the stallion’s chest.

“Me too,” she sighed. “I'm so happy you proposed; it was so unexpected. I do feel a bit selfish, though, for sending everypony away like that, but I’m so glad we were finally able to do this.”

Soarin’ smiled and looked down at the mare resting happily against him. His eyes drifted towards her wings, now closed and pressed up against the fabric of her corset. It was then that he noticed a few kinks in her feathers where he had bitten down.

“Oh, Shy, I’m sorry about your wing.”

The mare opened her left wing and examined it, checking the damage.

“It’s not that bad.” She brought the tip to her mouth and licked and nibbled on the feathers until they were straight again. “There, much better. But you know,” she said, giving the stallion a bit of a lusty gaze, “I kind of liked what you did with my wings…Oh no,” the mare was starting to feel worried, “is that normal; is it ok to like having my wings preened during sex?”

Soarin’ couldn’t help but laugh; there was the shy mare that he had fallen in love with.

“It’s definitely ok, Shy,” he said, running a hoof through her mane, “I know I wouldn’t mind having my wings played with while rutting.”

Fluttershy suddenly had an idea.

“Get on your stomach,” she said as she wriggled out of the stallion’s embrace.

Soarin’ did what he was told, though he was confused by the mare’s request. Fluttershy took a seat by the stallion’s rump.

“Soarin’, would you be kind enough as to open your wings for me?”

Realizing what his fiancé wanted, Soarin’ stretched his wings to their fullest length, and rested his head on his crossed forehooves. It wasn’t long before Fluttershy had her lips against his wing, trading off between licking and nibbling on his soft feathers.

When she was finished, Fluttershy dusted a few loose feathers off the bed, and retook her place snuggled up against the crook of Soarin’s reclining body, the stallion’s chest pressed tightly against her back so that she could feel his warmth through her corset.

“That felt great, Shy,” Soarin’ said with a happy sigh. “I haven't had my wings preened by somepony else since I was a little colt.”

“Happy to be of service,” she said, reaching up and nuzzling the back of her head against Soarin’s neck and chin. Then she let out a delicate yawn. “I think I’m ready for bed, sweetie, what about you?”

“Mmhmmm,” Soarin' said, closing his eyes.

Fluttershy was just about to do the same when she remembered that she was still clothed and her room was still filled with lit candles. She slowly slid off the bed so as not to disturb the quickly fading stallion, and removed her shoes, and the glass butterflies (she decided she would wait until morning to have Soarin’ help her remove the corset). When everything had been removed and placed in a neat pile by the bed, she fluttered around the room and quickly blew out all of the candles until the only one left was the one on the nightstand. Then she climbed back onto the bed, and cuddled up next to Soarin’. Fluttershy was about to climb under the covers, but found that they had been removed while she was up. It was then that the stallion draped a large, soft wing around her, making up for the loss of blankets. The mare smiled, feeling quite comfortable wrapped in the stallion’s wing. From her spot on the bed she took a deep breath and blew out the last candle, filling the room with darkness.

Fluttershy closed her eyes, her body relaxing as she listened to the sound of Soarin’s heavy breathing; he had already fallen asleep. It wasn’t that late in the evening, but their vigorous lovemaking had worn the stallion out, and Fluttershy could feel herself following close behind.

“Goodnight Soarin’,” she whispered, kissing the sleeping stallion's wing, “I love you.” Then she closed her eyes and drifted off into a deep, and wonderful sleep.