Twilight Sparkle
'Why, oh why did I agree to this?' - she thought dismally, stuffed in the corner of the booth between two mares, her fingers clutching the glass half-full of beer. Twilight never liked public outings much. Especially public outings with her fellow students. Perhaps, this was simply due to the entertainment of choice usually being a bar. True, they were all of drinking age... barely, but still. But why the option to drink became an obligation to drink, she could never grasp.
Eyeing her glass with trepidation, she raised it to her lips, taking another sip. Flat warm beer made her hiccup. Swallowing involuntarily from the taste of bile on her tongue, she set the glass down and pushed it away with the frown. Cold beer was tolerable, but she simply could not drink fast enough to finish the glass before it became warm. It may have had something to do with the environment, unicorn mused, wiping her brow. It was summer evening, and the bar was packed to the brim. Apparently, the heat didnt bother her classmates. Merry Mood to her left was laughing uncontrollably, her elbow sticking into Twilights ribs every now and then. Gloomy Verse on the right was, by all accounts, getting rapidly drunk.
She knew from experience what would follow. Gloomy Verse would keep downing beer by beer. Then, drunk enough to slur the words, she would climb on the table and attempt to recite one of her verses. Which were appropriately gloomy. Given the fact she tended to do this in slurring voice, and often forgot the word she wanted to use, replacing them with homonyms willy nilly - that made her impromptu performances hilarious. Twilight strongly suspected that the fact anypony could look up her skirt while she did that contributed to the unyielding popularity she enjoyed.
Merry Mood would laugh. Granted, Merry Mood tended to laugh at anything and at the slightest provocation as it was, but inebriation elevated it to incessant giggling. At times, Twilight was bothered by it, but by the third time, aka now, she learned to ignore it. Merry Mood laughing did not mean she had anything on her face, forgot to put on her skirt or used pizza to comb her hair - it merely meant Merry Mood was feeling good, no more then that. Envious, but oh so aggravating to be nearby.
Still, sitting between the two was the safest place. Flair tended to be downright hazardous when she was tipsy - her thing was to grab the nearest pony and drag them out to the dancefloor. Unfortunately, Flair also had two left hooves when she was drunk, so dancing with her usually ended up in pain and embarrassment. On the other side of the table, Octopus, Hard Wood and Sizzle were sitting. Stallions... She wasn`t sure what to make of them.
Well, that was a bit of a lie, Twilight had a firm opinion about Octopus. Unfortunately, it was also very unflattering opinion. Initially, she was delighted to meet a unicorn with scientific aspirations, but while Octopus was indeed quite knowledgeable on the intricacies of sea biology, he was also incorrigible lech. Merry Mood was fine with that trait of his, apparently, but Twilight was most certainly not. After one outing, she firmly resolved not to sit anywhere he could reach. 'Call me squeamish, but I just can`t tolerate his sweaty palms.' - she thought irritably, daring to quaff another gulp of her warm flat beer.
Sizzle... Well, Sizzle was Sizzle. His temper was about as hot as his name. Especially when drunk. She had yet to participate in outing that did not involve Sizzle starting a brawl at some point of it. Obviously enough, Twilight had no intention to be anywhere near him when he did that much. As for the last person at their outing, that was actually the first time for Twilight to meet him, and she was a little curious about the stallion. Both his name and his cutie mark suggested he is talented with woodwork - which was already unusual, him being a pegasus. Besides, he didn`t exhibit anything that would make lavender unicorn feel uneasy - yet, at least.
She shrunk back as Verse stood up, unsteadily, and began climbing on the table. Time to duck out. Seizing the opportunity, Twilight slipped out of the booth, throwing back quick - "I`ve got to powder my nose." She received no reply, aside from the drunken giggle from Merry Mood - and that was just fine with her.
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Twilight groaned, leaning over the sink heavily. The heat and the beer conspired against her, and the "aroma" of unisex bathroom delivered a coup de grace. She wiped her mouth, splashing some water in her face. That was the first time she threw up in the bar, and she was very glad nopony was around to see her lose her cool and her stomach contents. "Twilight?" - the voice from behind her made her jump and turn around quickly. Scratch that thought and goodbye dignity. It was Hard Wood, to boot. The only pony in their company she didn`t know well, yet.
"....Hey." - she offered weakly, wiping her face with the back of her palm. Stallion frowned. "Are you alright?" - he offered, taking a step closer. Twilight nodded, wobbling slightly on her feet. "Im fine. Just... freshening up." - she lied, - "Im all done here, you can go right in." He smiled and shook her head - "Oh, I`m just checking on you. I thought you looked queasy when you left, so..."
She felt a momentary wave of gratitude pass through her. "Oh. Yeah, well, thanks." - Twilight crowed, wiping her face again, - "Is there something going on there?" Instead of answering, he frowned again. "You dont look so good." - he proffered, as he took another step, - "Come on. I have an idea." Before Twilight could mount an objection, he wrapped his arm around her waist and led her out of the restroom. Right behind the door, however, he paused and pushed on the wall next to bathroom. Much to Twilights surprise, the part of wall turned out to be another door, painted the same color as the wall.
"Huh. What`s this room?" - she inquired feebly, looking around. Given the sinks, it was another restroom. One without the stench and with a stiff breeze blowing from under the ceiling. Hard Wood chuckled, pulling the door shut behind them. "This bar used to have two restrooms." - he explained - "This was stallions room. Then the wall over there cracked, and the owner elected to turn the mares room into unisex room, rather then fix it up." Twilight looked around. It was, indeed, stallion room, judging by the urinals on the far wall. The breeze, obviously, originated from the crack in the wall. All in all, the coolness invigorated her quickly.
"Thank you." - she offered earnestly, - "I thought Im going to have a heat stroke. Howd you know about this place?" Stallion chuckled easily - "I used to work here a while ago. Feeling better now, I hope?" She nodded, turning around sharply. Apparently, better did not mean good, as her legs immediately tilted, and she found herself in stallions embrace again. "Whoa there." - he admonished, holding her up - "Ive got you." Twilight sighed. She hated feeling so off, but then again... it felt really nice to snuggle up to somepony like that. His hands encircled her waist so nicely... And they were dry hands, too.
"We probably should go back." - she offered, lacking any conviction, - "They might be wondering where did we go." Hard Wood let out a chuckle. "A mare and a stallion who went to bar restroom? I dont think anypony would wonder where did they go." - he responded. She blushed heavily. "Oh come on. We barely know each other." - she objected, - "Surely, they wouldnt assume we... we... uh."
"Why not?" - Hard Wood responded easily, his hand giving Twilights belly a little stroke, as he nipped her ear - "I dont see anything wrong with the idea." She blushed harder and made a token effort to stand up straight, retorting - "This is so cliche. Come on, youre not serious, are you?" Stallions hands continued its caresses as he replied - "Well, I didnt plan on it, that much I have to admit. But you have to agree, I wouldnt be a stallion if Id pass up the chance to get closely acquainted with the prettiest pony in the bar, now would I?"
Twilights blush intensified, her ears flicking from the playful nibbles delivered to them - "I... You think Im pretty?" His chuckle once again rumbled through the room - "Oh yes, sure do. Youve got the cutest ears, long legs and a body to kill for. Not to mention Ive got a thing for unicorns." She sighed. Oh hell, why not? Twilight read about such things before, but being so wantonly approached in the bar restroom of all places? Interesting.
She turned around in his embrace, leaning up to steal a proper kiss. After a moment of surprise, Hard Wood kissed back, his tongue slipping into Twilight`s mouth as the mare moaned into the kiss, tilting her head. She kissed a couple times before, but... right now it was somehow more intense. Maybe the intensity was bolstered by the fact she was in ostensibly public place. Or maybe it had something to do with the fact a stallion found her attractive enough to try and seduce. Or maybe it had something to do with his hands, which were now squeezing her butt through the skirt.
A few deep wet kisses later, and he turned them around, his hands hefting Twilight up a little. "Wha..." - she squeaked out, surprised by the sudden movement, and then found herself seated on the counter next to the sinks and an eager stallion leaning in for another kiss. Well, that was certainly more comfortable then standing, she thought, as she opened her mouth again, suckling on the invading tongue. His hands, which previously were on her ass, were now stroking her hips, and she could`ve sworn her skirt was riding up with each stroke.
Well, apparently the skirt was riding up, she noticed with detachment as she felt the fingers running over her bare hips suddenly. Or maybe he just reached under her skirt. "You do know well get in trouble if youll actually do it, right?" - she offered breathlessly as another kiss ended. Stallion merely chuckled. "Trust me, Twilight." - he proffered, his fingers lingering over the sides of her panties, - "Im not going to do anything silly." For a moment, she considered the situation. Logically, Twilight knew, she should call it quits at this point. Making out was fun, but taking things further could cause serious consequences. On the flip side, she did read about a plethora of sexual activities that indeed didnt come with consequences - though most of those activities, she was quite unsure about. Still, nothing ventured, nothing gained.
She gave a little nod, then - "Alright, but Im watching you." He smiled and pulled, his fingers sliding Twilights panties down her legs, and off. He dropped the garment on the counter next to Twilight and kissed her again, his hands spreading Twilight`s knees gently, stroking her inner thighs. She gasped into the kiss, as his fingers brushed against her labia teasingly. That was... unpredictably nice. Much nicer then kissing. She even let out a whine as his hands slipped away from her legs. "OOhh golly." - she proffered a moment later as he knelt down and took a long slow lick between her legs, tonguetip teasing her slit. Almost absentmindedly, she spread her legs further, sliding forward into another lick, this one slower and firmer, his tongue brushing fleetingly into her pussy.
"...Yess, keep doing that." - she hissed quietly, her fingers running through his hair as he licked into her hungrily. Twilight had a hunch that it was not the first time Hard Wood did that - and that suited her just fine. All the books agreed that it was preferable to attempt a sexual experience for the first time with a partner already familiarised with the notion practically. Still, even though it was preferable, she had to bite her lower lip to keep the noise to a minimum. Another lick, and this one hit something within that resonated with another wave of pleasure. 'How the hell did he manage to find my clitoris so easily?' - thought Twilight absentmindedly, - 'I mean, I can`t find it that fast myself!' Still, that thought had to be discarded under the onslaught of pleasure, just like previous ones.
She knew she couldn`t hold out long, not with the tongue in her pussy and hands on her hips working in unison, and before long, Twilight climaxed, letting out a low stifled moan. She actually had to bite into her sleeve to keep quiet, as her legs closed around the stallion, pulling him closer as she shivered in pleasure. "That... was really nice." - she offered a few tense seconds later, stroking his hair softly. Hard Wood snickered, as he pulled up, leaning over to the sink to wash up his face quickly. "Feeling better now, Twilight?" - he offered teasingly, as the mare hopped off the counter, her skirt still bunched around her waist.
"...Actually yes." - she offered, pausing - "I do feel much better." She picked up her panties and set them on the counter again, wincing as she reached between her legs. "Uh... Can you turn around for a moment?" - she requested, blushingly. Stallion obliged, thankfully, and she quickly moved over to the sink to wash off the traces of her activity off her legs before pulling her panties on and smoothing the skirt. "Ready, Twilight?" - he offered without turning around, - "Come on then, before the folks really start getting ideas." She shook her head slowly.
"Ah-ah-ah, not so fast." - mare offered playfully, - "If you get to see mine, I get to see yours." Ostensibly, her mind insisted, there would be nothing wrong with simply taking his offer and going back to the bar. Equally ostensibly, her mind responded, it would be quite unfair to the stallion to use him and leave him without relief. Hard Wood turned around, his eyebrow quirked. "Are you sure about that?" - he asked, a bit of uncertainty marring his voice. Unicorn nodded, taking a step towards him. "Sure I am." - she offered, stealing a quick kiss from him - "It wouldn`t be fair otherwise." Her hand pressed against his crotch, fingers fumbling for the zipper lock.
"Well, uh... Alright." - he offered dumbly, his hands slipping around Twilight`s waist again, stroking her back, - "Go for it." She finally managed to unzip his fly and reached in curiously, her fingers tangling into his boxers. "Uh, but I never did this before, so... keep an eye on me, alright?" - she offered, having finally managed to pull his cock out of the fabric confines. Hard Wood nodded, his face almost comically serious as he observed Twilight crouch down and tentatively lick the cockhead. While it was true, she never performed fellatio before, she read about it - and thus, she had some idea what to do. Her hand stroking the base, she kept licking at the head like it was a lollipop.
The overall taste was strange, but not as repulsive as she pictured it in her mind. Of course, it had a lot to do with personal hygiene and she was reasonably certain some stallions would taste completely repugnant. But that was neither here nor now. Twilight attempted to suckle on the tip and was rewarded with a stifled moan from stallion. Apparently, she did something right, after all. Keeping her fingers massaging the base, she leaned in more, her mouth opening wider as she let a few inches slip into her mouth, licking over the meaty shaft. Much to her surprise, Twilight realised the whole activity was no less exciting then making out - in fact, she looked forward to continuing. Must be some kind of natural instinct affecting things.
Feeling daring, she attempted to swallow more, but had to pull back very fast - cockhead hitting the back of her throat almost made her throw up again. Apparently, oral sex required some practice before all forms of it became viable. Still, judging by the moans and shivers of the stallion in front of her, she wasn`t doing too badly. But then again, he was probably already heated from the activities earlier... Glub.
Twilight realised she was lost in thoughts rather abruptly, when her mouth was suddenly flooded with the liquid. It was a bit thick and had a weird taste. With a start, she realised that while she was thinking, she managed to bring the blowjob to the logical conclusion. Her second realisation was that she had a mouthful of body fluid. Pulling back sharply, she leaned over the sink and spat it out, washing her mouth out quickly. "....Sorry. I got lost in thoughts." - she offered sheepishly to the bemused stallion.
Hard Wood stepped up to the sink and briefly attended to his own hygiene, chuckling - "No worries, Twilight. You were great. I mean, hell.... that was intense." They stared at each other, unsure how to proceed from this point on. "...Well, back to the bar?" - offered Hard Wood finally. Twilight nodded, her cheeks pink from the blush again - "Yes, lets go." They left the restroom, stallions hand around her waist. "Im glad I met you." - he offered quietly on the way, - "A pity Im only here until tomorrow." She simply shrugged. As far as first sexual experiences go, she was satisfied with the experiment. As for him leaving... well, it would be nice to have a partner for more experimentation, but she feared a further inquiry into sexuality at the moment would be premature. She was most certainly not ready for a relationship.
Fluttershy.
This evening should`ve been peaceful. Really. With Dash out and about, Fluttershy thought she could finally have some peace and quiet. Truth to tell, she was having some peace and quiet indeed - until the door opened with a loud bang. She covered behind the blanket habitually, peeking out meekly. Probably, Dash... Wait, no, scratch that. The only person who had brown wings would be... Oh dear.
Gilda looked around irritably. She was late. Very much late. In her defence, it totally was not her fault this time. If not for the old buzzard Sterling Whistle and his idiotic insistence on putting every single student on the same level... She grumbled inwardly. Why, oh why did she need to do the same exercises as the slowpokes? She could fly rings around them asleep. Old fart was simply jealous, she decided, prowling through the room quickly. Jealous and willing to take out his frustrations on best students he`d ever have the honor to be tutoring. She so totally did not deserve that detention. Now she was very much late for the Wonderbolts show.
"Oh, for crying out loud." - she grumbled irritably, leaning over the blanket-covered lump and poking it with her hand - "Get out from under there, dweeb. Wheres Dash?" Lump shifted and answered meekly - "....Um, she... um. She went to the show, oh please just leave me be." Griffon rolled her eyes, poking the lump again. "Get. Out. From. Under. There." - she demanded, putting her hands on her hips - "I hate talking to people when I cant see them."
Lump shivered, squirmed and slowly unwrapped. Fluttershy peeked out, her hair disheveled. "Im sorry." - she offered meekly, - "Is this OK?" Gilda shook her head slowly. She couldnt decide if she should roll her eyes or laugh. "Itll do." - she retorted - "Did Dash leave anything for me?" Pegasus shook her head slowly. "Im sorry, but I dont think she did." - she proffered quietly, - "She was a bit miffed you, um... were late, oh not that I mean its your fault or something, but... um... well, she said she`s not going to miss the show come fire or high water... And, um, well, she left... er, three hours ago? Sorry."
"Well, FUCK!" Fluttershy eeped and dove back under the blanket, shivering uncontrollably as Gilda punched the wall in frustration, - "There goes my evening." She punched the wall a few more times for the sheer hell of it, but even that couldnt alleviate her disappointment. "Damn it all to hell. Im so getting back at you, you old buzzard, you hear!?" - she yelled, shaking her fist - "Even if it gets me expelled, youre SO getting whats coming to you, I swear. Sweaty old fuck." In her anger she completely forgot about the other occupant of the room, and flopping on the bed seemed like a nice idea. She turned around, spinning, and fell on the bad back-first. Her head collided with something hard. "OW! FUCK!" - griffon opined, rolling off the bed quickly, her hands clutching the back of her head. She totally forgot about Fluttershy.... And apparently, cracked her head against Fluttershy`s knee, if tiny yelps of pain from under the blanket were of any indication.
Gilda eyed the whimpering lump irritably. She couldn`t give a damn about the scaredy cat... Dash did give a damn, though, and that meant she needed to make nice with little miss Eepy. Dealing with irate Rainbow Dash was never pleasant or painless, and by previous experience she was quite well aware blue pegasus tended to be very protective about yellow one. Almost as if they were siblings, or something. Huh, maybe they were, at that. Who knew?
She leaned over the bed and grabbed the blanket, pulling it off Fluttershy quickly. Meek pegasus was nursing her bruised knee, apparently... and apparently, it was smarting bad enough to make her tear up. Grumbling, Gilda walked out of the room, coming back in a few moments with a wet paper towel. Disregarding the feeble opposition, she placed moist tissue over Fluttershys knee, sitting down on the bed next to her. "....Thank you." - she heard in a few moments. Gilda snorted. "Dont mention it, dweeb. Dont want to tick Dash off, thats all." - she returned offhandedly - "Did she say when she`ll be back?"
Fluttershy shook her head slowly. "I, um... I think she said she would be spending the night at home." - she offered, rubbing her knee through the towel. It still stung, but not quite as badly as it was a minute ago. "Are you OK?" - she ventured gingerly, - "Didn`t you bang something on my knee?" Gilda just waved her off. She was obviously thinking something over intently. "At home, huh... Well, crap." - she muttered, scratching her head.
"Is something wrong?" - pegasus offered softly, sidling up to griffon, her natural kindness overpowering meekness for a moment. Gilda whirled around, her eyes blazing with anger, retorting sarcastically - "Oh, no, everything is alright. I mean, its not a fucking problem if I get locked out of my room until tomorrow, as long as Dash gets to see Wonderbolts, right? Shit, I told her to leave my keys, I so did. Featherbrain, fah." Shrinking back from the swearing, Fluttershy nonetheless managed to offer - "Well, um, you can stay here... that is, if you want to." Griffon blinked, her righteous indignation halted by the suggestion. Then again, it made sense. Dashs not going to need her bunk tonight, now would she? And if she were to get back during the night, all the better.
"...Aint half a bad idea, dweeb." - she drawled, - "Yeah, that sounds fine. You got anything to eat?" Fluttershy sighed. Sometimes, being kind and meek was quite a bother. Still, thats what she was. "...I, um, have a salad. We can share." - she offered quietly. Gildas face scrunched up. "Do I look like I eat grass, you dork?" - she muttered crossly, - "Meh, forget it. Ill be right back."
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Fluttershy considered her salad briefly. It was almost half an hour since Gilda left, and she was getting hungry. Still, it would be oh so impolite to begin eating without waiting for her. What if she couldn`t find anything and came back counting on some salad at least? As on cue, the door swung open with a bang. Gilda strode in, her mood seemingly better, munching on a humongous hamburger. Probably, she want to that griffon food place, decided Fluttershy, swallowing and turning her face away from the offending food. She was deeply unsettled each time she saw someone eat meat. Nopony else seemed to mind, though.
"Hey, dweeb." - proffered griffon through the mouthful of food. Fluttershy shrunk back, brushing the flying crumbs off her sweater shyly. "Um, hello... Can you please um... not eat in my direction, if you dont mind?" - she requested, scooting further up her bed. Her guest snorted, but obliged the request, swallowing the rest of burger in one seemingly impossible gulp. Fluttershy couldve sworn she saw her mouth open wider then anypony ever could manage to, for a moment. Suddenly, she wasn`t hungry anymore.
"I, um... glad you found something to eat." - she offered softly, looking away from Gilda. Griffon snorted, and flopped on Dashs bed unceremoniously. "Yeah, yeah, all gone already." - she groused crossly, - "Its not like I ate a live rabbit or something. Sheesh." Pegasus let out a soft sigh, cringing away from the mental image. "...Um. Im glad you didnt." - she offered uncertainly. For a few minutes, the room was filled with silence. Then Gilda stretched and yawned. "Im bored like fuck." - she announced, sitting up, - "What do you do when theres nothing else to do?"
"Well... I like to read." - began Fluttershy, wilting when that suggestion was met with a snort - "...Um, me and Dash sometimes play board games..." Griffon considered her briefly. "Do you know how to play poker?" - she offered suddenly, sitting up straighter. Pegasus swallowed. "Um... Is it anything like Go Fish?" - she mumbled. Gilda rolled her eyes again, as she stood up and rummaged through Dashs locker. That was a bit rude, Fluttershy thought, but she didnt have the oomph to mount an objection. Besides, it seemed that Gilda knew where to look and what to look for. Before long, they were both sitting on Fluttershy`s bed, a stack of cards between them and a box of matches next to each of them.
"...Once again, we use matches to make bets. The right way is to bet money, but there is some stupid rule against gambling on the school grounds, and youre too scaredy to say screw it. Do you remember the combinations?" - inquired Gilda crossly, glaring at her gaming buddy. Fluttershy swallowed again, proffering uncertainly - "...The pair, then two pairs, then three of a kind, then... um... full house? Then... wait, wait... um... straight, then royal flush, right?" Gilda pinched the bridge of her nose. "You forgot four of a kind and regular flush. Oh, to hell with it, lets play already." - she groused.
Half an hour later, she was yawning and staring at Fluttershy, as pegasus hemmed and hawed, unable to decide which cards to discard. She was down to just a few matches - it was almost painfully obvious when she thought had a good hand and when she had a bad hand. But at least the game had distracted the meek one from being so jumpy all the time. She was not hard on eyes, either. Especially in that sweater and shorts. Cute. Gilda licked her lip absentmindedly, as her thoughts suddenly took a sharp swerve into indecent. She never bothered to think about it before, but Dash`s shy roommate actually looked quite fuckable, if one were to disregard her neurotic tendencies.
Come to think of it... That would make up for all the petty misfortunes of the evening. She licked her lip again, mulling over the new idea curiously. She could seriously show the little miss scaredy cat some wickedly good time. Not to mention scratching that itch... Gilda growled inwardly, watching Fluttershy drop the card uncertainly. She could never get Dash to put up. Hell, she couldnt even get her to snog properly. Its almost as if Dash wasnt interested. ' Dash, you stuck-up bitch. You totally owe me some head after the shit you just pulled off.' - she thought irritably - 'Though knowing you, Im gonna get fuck all instead of head, if Id leave the things up to you. So screw you, Im going to fuck your sister or roommate or whatever, and you`re going to be cool about it, get it?'
Imaginary Dash failed to respond. Not that Gilda seriously expected some kind of response, as she laid down her hand. "Well, well, well." - she drawled, - "Looks like you lost... again." Indeed, Fluttershy was one card shy of straight - but almosts never count in poker. Gilda, on the other hand, had two pairs. Grinning, she swiped the last of matches over to her side. Shyster nodded quietly, smiling at her with quiet - "Yay. I think you won." Gilda leaned over suddenly, her face only inches away from Fluttershys - "Looks like I did. Guess Im getting the prise, no?"
Pegasus leaned back, her expression quickly changing to alarmed as Gilda licked her lips again, this time quite obviously. "Wait, wait... Eeep! DO NOT EAT ME, PLEASE!" - she managed, scooting back over her bed as fast as she could, suddenly terrified of the griffon. How could she forget shes playing a game with a predator? Gilda crawled after her, grinning as Fluttershy backed against the wall, staring with wide open eyes. She could not even blink when griffon crossed the last few inches, hovering over her, muttering - "Sweet little morsel." She was so scared she could not move, not even when other girl pressed against her, her tongue slipping between Fluttershys lips insistently, invading her mouth.
'Is she... kissing me?' - she thought, still gripped with panic, but daring to hope. Apparently, Gilda did not mean to actually eat her. Yet, at least. She shuddered at the feeling of griffons tongue exploring her mouth so confidently. Yielding was the only thing she could do, and somehow, it didnt even seem like a bad idea. Apparently, Gilda noticed her relaxing, pulling back a little. "Hah. You shouldve seen your face, dweeb. What, you seriously thought Im going to eat you?" - she crowed, grinning at the abundant blush coloring pegasus` cheeks - "Shit, I know we griffons have a rep, but this is ridiculous." Fluttershy could only muster an indignant blurble in response. She was relieved and in the same time... a little disappointed?
Gilda leaned against her, suddenly, licking her lips again, her tongue slipping into Fluttershy`s mouth again, easily. She could only squeak at another kiss, shyly allowing herself to enjoy it. She knew it was not the smart thing to do. Making out in the dorms with Gilda was silly, strange and could put her into all sorts of trouble. But in the same time, that was the sweetest Gilda ever was to her. And Fluttershy wanted more, she realised with the start. The feeling of strong hands over her sides, the casual confidence of the kisses griffon delivered. It made her tremble inside, almost eagerly anticipating more.
"...we really shouldnt be doing that." - Fluttershy offered meekly after a few more kisses. As she expected, Gilda just snorted at her. "Give me one good reason why not." - she retorted, pulling back a little - "I like it, you like it, the door is locked and theres no one who would bother us until tomorrow anyway. Not to mention were both consenting adults. You are consenting, arent you?" Pegasus nodded quickly at that question, somewhat fearful of what the denial could bring. "...Um, well... I think its OK..." - she mumbled, hiding away behind her hair again, - "Its just... well... I`m not cool..."
"Ill make an exception for tonight." - offered Gilda dryly, as she pulled Fluttershy away from the wall, stretching next to her on the bed, - "You just follow along and youre going to have the best damn night of your whole life, I swear. Shit, I almost feel bad - Im probably gonna spoil you for anyone else." She run her hand over Fluttershys side, a gesture surprisingly tender for her. Whatever arguments Fluttershy still had in her mind were swept away by the wave of nervous anticipation suddenly rocking through her whole body. She felt ashamed for feeling so basely, but... Yellow mare leaned forward, shyly, her lips seeking contact again. This time, she opened her mouth of her own volition, and dared to brush her tongue against Gilda`s. It felt incredibly nice, with just an undercurrent of shameful that made the whole situation so piquant.
"Getting into it, eh, dweeb?" - muttered Gilda between the two kisses. Somehow, even the regular putdown came across as an affectionate nickname just then. Or maybe it was all the kissing that tinted everything pink. Panting softly, Fluttershy pressed against the other girl, daring to let their bodies touch more. The feeling of lithe muscles against her tender skin was electrifying. Gildas hands were all over her, stroking and caressing and fondling. Suddenly, Fluttershy realised, she was on her back, Gilda straddling her waist, her both hands kneading Fluttershys breasts through the sweater. "Fucking A. No bra? Consider me impressed." - she muttered, as the first fondle made it poignantly obvious sweater was all that was between her hands and the supple flesh underneath.
Blushing heavily, mare admitted - "I.. Um, cant find one big enough that Id like." Gildas eyes widened. Then, in one quick movement she yanked the sweater upward, bunching it up around Fluttershys neck and shoulders. "Holy shit." - she offered with a soft whistle, - "That milkshake`s gonna bring all the Cloudsdale to your yard." Recovering from the initial shock quickly, she gave the sweater another tug, slipping it off Fluttershy completely. Mare felt greatly embarrassed, crude compliment bringing the hot blush that went all the way down to her breasts. Gilda just laughed, putting her hands on the soft globes unashamedly, her fingers squeezing and kneading the flesh, making Fluttershy moan and squirm underneath her.
"You know, I thought this is going to be crappy evening." - she offered jovially, - "But now Im reconsidering." Griffon leaned closer, and took the nipple into her mouth, giving it a soft nibble. Pegasus underneath her shuddered and let out a little squeak, arching back involuntarily. "You like that, dont you?" - Gilda offered between the kisses and nibbles, - "Tell me how much you like it."
"It feels so good." - cooed Fluttershy obediently, grinding against Gilda slowly, - "I`ve never felt better... ah, in my whole life." With a bit of a start, she realised she was being truthful. Laying there, under Gilda, was unbelievably pleasurable. She felt inexplicably safe, protected and cared for. Logically, her mind insisted, she had no reason to be - Gilda never shown anything better then impatient tolerance towards her before... but... but this felt so good. And Gilda felt so good, too. Different. Warmer. Caring, even. Maybe a little love was all she needed, decided Fluttershy suddenly.
"Wait... Um, wait a little, please." - she plead suddenly, her ruminations interrupted by the feeling of griffon claws slipping inside the waistband of her shorts. Strangely enough, Gilda indeed stopped and looked up, the expression of impatient desire strangely mixed with attentive deference. "Yesss?" - she hissed softly. "Its my first time." - admitted yellow pegasus, her legs rubbing against each other as she tried to stave off her own urge for pleasure. "Ill be gentle." - returned griffon with a little smile. Somehow, Fluttershy just knew that this particular time? She could trust Gilda to do exactly as she said. So, blushing yet again, she nodded shyly, lifting her hips a little to help Gilda pull her shorts off. Now, she was completely naked, watching with fascination as Gilda quickly pulled her own shirt off, removed sports bra, and then nimbly shimmied out of jeans and panties. Just watching griffon undress excited her beyond any reason - all it took was the fact that Gilda was undressing FOR HER.
Fluttershy wrapped her arms around Gildas lean body eagerly as the griffon slipped back into bed. By now, she knew exactly what she wanted, knew that Gilda wanted the same, and saw no reason to deny or postpone the desired. "Take me, please." - she whispered softly, running her fingers over Gildas back. Gildas claws pressed between her legs immediately, giving her inner thighs a few teasing strokes. She spread her legs a little at the stroking, granting those fingers an access into her. Claws against her thighs were just the right amount of danger to keep her pulse up and desire - burning hot. Apparently, Gilda felt it too, her modest breasts pressing hard against Fluttershys ample ones, forcing nipples to rub against each other.
"Why didnt I fuck you before?" - Gilda quipped between the kisses, her fingers stroking between Fluttershys legs insistently, - "Damn, Ive been missing out." Mare had nothing to reply with, besides a throaty giggle. She tried to mimic Gildas actions shyly, her fingers slowly inching over Gildas thigh upwards. She felt griffons leg tilt up, allowing her to press on and smirked at her little victory. She could totally be assertive... or was it insertive?
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Almost four hours later, Fluttershy woke up. Her body still ached in the sweetest way possible. 'I hope it was not just a dream.' - she thought to herself, still more asleep then awake. Strange weight in her cleavage suggested otherwise, though. She smiled fondly, and run her fingers through the short white hair. Gildas head was resting between her breasts, griffon snoring quietly as she slept, sprawled all over Fluttershys body. They were both naked, and Fluttershy was certain the air in the room stank of sex. She couldnt care less, though. Glancing to the side, she spied her book, discarded at the very beginning of the evening. There, under the cover, was the key to Gildas room. She felt a little guilty for palming it off the table, but then again, she was technically honest - Dash never told her anything about leaving the key for Gilda. She simply left it. Still, shed have to give it to Gilda in the morning. Shed probably be crass about it, but.. Fluttershy smirked. She had a feeling Gilda wouldn`t really mind very much.
