Fluttering Hearts and Thundering Moans

by adcoon

Rating: mature
Tags: Slice of Life, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Thunderlane, Romance, Fluttershy, Sex
Length: 9353

One day Thunderlane went to see Fluttershy about a weasel. It was the best decision of his life, as any straight stallion would agree, because naturally this could only end in romance and wild, hot sex on their first date. Oldest story there is.

One day Thunderlane went to see Fluttershy about a weasel. It was the best decision of his life, as any straight stallion would agree, because naturally this could only end in romance and wild, hot sex on their first date. Oldest story there is.

Warning: Blatant clop with only the barest of plots (*snicker*). This is my first completed piece of clop, and I had but one goal: to write a blatant clopfic which nonetheless couldn't be summed up as "their eyes meet, they jump at each other like ravenous wolves, ten seconds later they come at the same time in a single perfect orgasm, the end."

So yes, this story takes a little while to get to the action, and the action takes up more than a page. Is it any good? I haven't the slightest clue.

Published 2013-08-06 21:00:01 UTC
Last updated 2013-08-06 21:00:01 UTC

Fluttering Hearts and Thundering Moans

Fluttershy breathed in the fresh aromatic scent of oranges and let out a sigh. She picked out one from her bag and held it between her front hooves while she grabbed a small knife. With the knife in her teeth she carefully cut the fruit in two halves. A flock of birds with bright yellow plumage gathered excitedly around her, tilting their heads at the scent and pushing among each other to get first taste. Fluttershy chuckled and placed the two halves of orange on the little platform in the tree. The birds swarmed in around them, pecking at the soft and juicy fruit. “There there, little ones, no need to push. I have plenty more for all of you,” she said and picked out another orange as she flew up to the next branch.

Some of the birds followed her, circling around her and tweeting eagerly. Fluttershy sang softly to herself and the birds as she continued her work of cutting oranges. This was her favorite job in the whole world. Fluttershy couldn't be happier than when all the little birds and critters around her cottage were happily fed and singing with joy.

She finished another orange and stroked the back of a bird with a hoof as it pecked at the fruit. Fluttershy smiled and drifted further up into the dense crown of trees, singing all the while. The small brook winding its way around her cottage babbled along below, critters frolicked in the grass and bushes, butterflies flitted about the azure sky, altogether creating a quiet symphony of peace.

A sudden knocking from the direction of the cottage made Fluttershy jump and squeak in fright, seeking instant cover behind the crown of the tree. Peeking out from her cover of leaves and feeling a little bit self-conscious about her shyness, Fluttershy spotted another pony on her doorstep. He was looking around at the garden and trees as he waited for her to answer.

Fluttershy vaguely remembered Thunderlane from weather duty, something she only participated in once or twice a year when every pegasus pony was needed for some major task. She had never really talked to him before. What was he doing here? Fluttershy faded into the dense foliage and felt very small as she hid there. She knew deep inside that it was silly, and she told herself that often enough, but she just couldn't go out there and talk to him. Not like this.

Thunderlane's knocking was heard again. Fluttershy was so embarrassed by herself, hiding in a tree, too afraid to show herself or say hi like a normal pony. And she certainly couldn't show herself now, as embarrassed as she was. What would he think if he knew she had been hiding like this? She would be … well, even more embarrassed. Fluttershy closed her eyes and shook her head at herself and her self-perpetuating cycle of shame.

A bird landed on her lower back and tilted its head at her. “Oh just look at me, hiding in a tree just because a stallion is at my door,” Fluttershy thought and added, “you must think I'm a right silly filly.” The bird shook its head slowly in what could only be a visual tsk and confirmation that it did in fact think so. It turned a half-step around, and without warning it nipped her right in the rump with its sharp little beak.

“Eep!” Fluttershy squeaked loudly and jumped, fluttering her wings wildly. Branches broke and leaves and feathers blew around her in the air as she catapulted out of the tree with a lot of noise. She caught herself in the air and froze when she realized what had happened. Thunderlane had turned and was staring up at her. Fluttershy felt her cheeks burn like hot coals in embarrassment. She landed slowly and looked down at her hooves to avoid his eyes. “Oh, um, h-hello,” she stammered out.

To her surprise and relief, Thunderlane didn't comment on what she had been doing in that tree. He just smiled and turned around, showing her a young weasel slung across his back. “You're Fluttershy, right? I came across this poor fella out in the fields during work, and Rainbow Dash told me you were the mare to take it to. I think it was attacked by a hawk or something like that.”

Fluttershy's eyes widened as she saw the weasel and noticed the nasty wounds on its body. “Oh my!” She reached out to pick it up, thought better of it, and instead rushed to open the door to her cottage. “Carry him in here, please,” she said and hurried inside, all embarrassment and shyness momentarily forgotten.

She quickly fetched her medical kit from its shelf. When she returned, Thunderlane was standing inside, looking worried as she carefully lifted the weasel off his back and onto a clean table. “Will it—Will he be alright?” he asked as he watched her work.

Fluttershy carefully inspected the wounds before picking out the things she needed to clean and bandage them. “I hope so. It was good that you brought him to me so quickly.” And she added to herself, not many pegasi would notice a tiny wounded critter in a field. Most of them had both eyes in the sky above them. She spared a glance at the stallion and felt a little smile inside.

“Do you need any help?” He asked, eyes watching the weasel. “I should get back to work, but I'm sure Rainbow Dash won't mind that I stay for just a bit if you need some help with anything.”

Fluttershy could manage, as she usually did everything around the cottage herself anyway, but something within her would rather have him stay. Even if she doubted that Rainbow Dash wouldn’t mind entirely. “Um, I-I will need some hot water,” she said and looked up into his golden eyes. “But not too hot.”

“Got it,” he said and gave a nod as he turned to the stove and dipped a pot in the bucket of fresh water by the wall. “I couldn't just leave the little one out there all alone. I'm glad I found somepony who could take good care of him. I wouldn't have known what to do otherwise,” he said as he put the pot of water down on the stove. After a moment he managed to get a fire going beneath it with a few pieces of dry tinder.

Fluttershy carefully treated the weasel's wounds before looking up to catch a glimpse of the stallion as he worked on the fire. She smiled and felt a slight blush to her cheeks, which she quickly hid.

* * *

The market in Ponyville was full of ponies today. Fluttershy had already run into three of her friends on their way to do their own shopping. She paused to check her list again before looking around. Spotting the flower stand, she smiled and trotted over to examine the many flowers arranged before her. It was always such a tempting stand with all its bright colors and alluring scents. One could get very hungry just from a single glance.

Roseluck poked her head out from behind the stall where she had been tending to some plants. “Oh! Good evening, Fluttershy. I didn't hear you there,” she said with a smile as she cleaned her hooves on her apron. “Looking for your usual bouquet?”

Fluttershy looked up at Roseluck from a sea of pink and yellow flowers. “Your, um, pink plumeria look really beautiful!”

Roseluck beamed at the compliment. “Thank you so much, Fluttershy. I've really worked my tail off with those, but it's been worth every bit of it.”

“And it shows,” Fluttershy said and took a deep breath of the beautiful pink flowers. “I-I mean the work, not t-the, um …” She squeaked softly and looked down.

“I know what you mean, dear.” Roseluck chuckled and waved her tail, which was in fact still there. “It's just a saying, I’m sure you know.”

Fluttershy blushed and nodded as she looked at the price tag. “Oh my, but … um, I think I'll just have my usual.” She pulled out her money bag with a sad frown. “And, um, maybe just one plumeria.”

Roseluck smiled and got to work, picking through her selection of flowers with a keen eye and skilled hoof. Fluttershy looked around the market as she waited patiently. She noticed two ponies coming towards her and the flower stand, and she instinctively took a shy step to the side. She recognized Thunderlane from the other day. A young colt was trotting along by his side.

“Here you go,” Roseluck said and held out a bouquet of assorted flowers for her.

Fluttershy squeaked at the sudden voice but quickly caught herself and took the flowers. “T-thank you,” she uttered as she stuck the flowers in her saddlebag and hoofed Roseluck the bits.

Roseluck took the coin and deposited them in the pocket of her apron before looking up again with a bright smile. “Why, good evening to you, Thunderlane,” she chimed and looked down. “And the good Sir Rumble, of course.”

Fluttershy watched the colt grin like a wolf. “Hi, Miss Roseluck.”

She looked up at Thunderlane, who smiled at Roseluck as he fished a bag of coins out with the tip of a wing. Fluttershy found herself watching him without realizing it, watching the way he moved and talked. “Good evening, Rose. Have any roses for me? I would like ten of your reddest.”

“It would be a terrible misfortune if I of all ponies didn't have any roses,” Rose chuckled and dug around among her roses. “How is she doing?”

Fluttershy's ears dropped and her heart with them. Thunderlane took the roses as they were hoofed across the stall and turned to give Rose the money with a wing. “Very good these days. Thank you for the roses, I'm sure they will make her day even better.”

“Be sure to say hi from me,” Roseluck said as she took the money.

“I will,” Thunderlane said and looked around. He smiled as he saw Fluttershy still standing there with her saddlebags full of flowers, trying to look like she hadn't just been staring at him and only just noticed it herself. “Good evening, Fluttershy. How's the little critter doing?”

“Oh, um, very good,” Fluttershy said without looking at him. “He's already up and about. Um …” She looked down at her hooves and stammered forth, “W-who are the flowers for? I-if you don't mind me asking, that is.”

Thunderlane looked at the roses, then back at Fluttershy. “They're for my mother. She's in the hospital, and I thought she'd like some. Roses were always her favorite flower.”

“Oh, I-I'm so sorry,” Fluttershy stammered. “I-is she going to be alright?”

“She's already doing much better since we came to Ponyville, but they say she may never work a regular job again,” Thunderlane said with a hint of sadness. He quickly shook it off and smiled. “With mom sick and dad working all the way up in Cloudsdale, I have to take care of things. My little brother here is a hoofful, let me tell you,” he grinned down at the colt beside him. “Didn't get that name of his for no good reason.”

Rumble flashed back a mischievous grin of his own. “Aren't you going to give Fluttershy some roses too?” He turned his grin on Fluttershy, who was possibly lighting up the whole market with a sudden blush. “I think she would love you for that.”

Thunderlane chuckled a bit and ruffled Rumble's mane. He carefully picked out two roses and held them out for Fluttershy. “You see what I mean? He's like that all the time.”

Fluttershy felt her cheeks burn as she took the roses and shuffled her hooves. “I-it's okay. T-they're very lovely roses. Um, thank you. I hope they make your mother feel better.”

“I hope so too, Fluttershy. I hope you have a wonderful day too. It was nice bumping into you again.” Thunderlane smiled and turned, gesturing for Rumble to follow him.

Fluttershy forced out another tiny thank you.

“So are you a pair now?” Rumble said excitedly behind his brother. “Are you going to knock her up later or what? I bet mom would love to have a cartload of grandkids.”

Fluttershy squeaked and hid herself and her blush behind her pink bangs of hair. It did little to hide either it or her, as she could now have lit up the whole town for Hearth's Warming Eve.

“Rumble!” Thunderlane looked at his kid brother sternly before shaking his head. “You don't just say stuff like that. I swear you're worse than dad.”

Rumble beamed proudly. “What? Why not? I bet Fluttershy knows all about banging. Animals do it all the time and she's got lots of animals, right Fluttershy?” He turned his grin at her. “How many baby bunnies to you get each year? Must be busy little critters.”

Thunderlane rolled his eyes and threw the colt the bag of money. “Run off and buy some carrots for me, will you? Do something useful for once.”

Rumble took a deep breath and prepared to bolt. “Whycha need carrots? Ain'tbigenoughforher?”

A bright blush flashed across Thunderlane's face. “Oh, you little punk!” He gave the colt a stare which was met with a cloud of dust as the little pegasus dashed off, laughing like crazy all the while. Thunderlane looked for a moment like he was ready to run after him but then shook his head and looked apologetically at Fluttershy, still blushing, though not as wildly as her. “I'm so sorry. Kids say the dumbest things. I fear he's been reading too many of dad's old magazines, and dad himself ain't much better.”

Fluttershy smiled shyly behind her hair and dared to look up at him again. “I-it's okay. Colts will be colts. Um, thank you for the roses and good luck with your, um, family.”

“Thank you. I hope I'll see you again soon,” he said and waved back at her as he left to catch up with his brother. Fluttershy smiled and watched him walk across the market towards the vegetable stand. Her eyes followed his streamlined wings and muscular flank before lingering for a moment on what was not quite hidden by his short-cropped tail. No way he would need any carrots, she mused and instantly blushed, looking down at the ground.

“He is quite the catch, isn't he?” Roseluck grinned behind her.

“Eep!” Fluttershy squeaked loudly at the unexpected voice, and before she knew it her legs had carried her all the way out of Ponyville and down the road to her cottage where she dived inside and shut the door behind her.

* * *

Fluttershy sank into the soft moss and grass of her cottage's roof, feeling it cushion her body. An occasional breeze soothed her sun-baked back, and butterflies flitted about around her, tickling her coat and muscles in the softest massage imaginable. This was the way to relax after a long week. She rested her head on the pillow of grass and closed her eyes, listening to the birds chirping and the leaves rustling all around her.

The image of a handsome, charcoal-coated stallion drifted through her mind, and Fluttershy smiled to herself at the fantasy. It was not the first time she had dreamed of him in the last weeks. Every time she had a quiet moment to herself, she found herself sighing as she thought of him.

She had been surprised when he showed up at her cottage the day after she had met him at the market. He had just dropped by to see how she was doing and talk to the little weasel. Fluttershy had suggested that the critter would make a wonderful pet, if Thunderlane or his little brother were interested. Thunderlane had chuckled and said the last thing they needed was a second little weasel. Fluttershy loved the way he chuckled, the sound made her stomach tickle.

He had visited her several times since then, when he got off work or had a break, or just whenever Rainbow Dash wasn't looking for a while. Sometimes he helped her out in the garden or with the animals. She had to teach him a lot of things, but he seemed to really enjoy helping and Fluttershy liked it when he was around.

And he was handsome, oh yes! Fluttershy blushed a little at the image of his outstretched wings and perfectly toned body. She tried to imagine the sleek wings in detail, letting her inner eyes follow the long feathers and the way they fanned out in flight. She shivered with delight, imagining the soft touch of those feathers on the back of her neck and along her body, moving in slow caresses.

She thought of him lying there beside her, his warm body against hers as he stroked her other side with his wing. She felt a creeping warmth and sighed again as his imaginary wingtip caressed her cheek and lifted her head by the chin so she could look into his soft, golden eyes.

A knock on the door below tore her out of the dream with a muffled squeak. The butterflies scattered lazily around her and drifted towards the sky as she sat up and blinked the half-sleep from her eyes.

“Fluttershy?”

Fluttershy squealed with quiet joy at the familiar voice and peeked out over the edge of the roof. Down below, Thunderlane was waiting by the door. Fluttershy held her hooves up her lips to stifle the sounds that threatened to give her away. He was holding a bouquet of flowers—Fluttershy's eyes widened as she recognized the pink plumeria. How did he know they were her favorite?—and his lips moved quietly as if he was rehearsing something.

Fluttershy felt her heart beat wildly in her chest as she moved back and hugged herself. He was going to give her flowers. She wanted to shout out a very loud and passionate “yay,” but stopped herself in time. Fluttershy closed her eyes tight and took a very long breath as he knocked and called out again.

She opened her eyes again and slowly lifted herself off the roof. “Um … h-hi …” she said, almost as a whisper as she drifted down towards him.

Thunderlane was momentarily stunned, standing there speechless in front of her before he managed to shake himself out of it. He smiled and took a step closer to her. “I just wanted to give you these flowers,” he said and held out the bouquet for her. “They are not as beautiful as you—”

Fluttershy could barely contain her joy as she took the flowers and looked up at him.

He smiled a little wider. “But I noticed that day at the market that you only had a single one of these. It just looked so lonely, and I thought that wasn't right. Flowers, or ponies, shouldn't be lonely like that.”

He actually noticed that? Fluttershy stared at him with her mouth open.

He bit his lip for a second before looking her in the eyes. “So I thought, I'd really like to go out with you for dinner tonight and get to know you better. If … that is okay with you?”

Fluttershy could no longer contain herself. She gave a joyful squeak and jumped at him, wrapping her hooves around his neck.

“I-I'll take that as a yes,” he let out a sigh of relief and relaxed as he returned the hug. “I'll see you at seven tonight, then? I've reserved a table with a view at The Gilded Lily.”

* * *

“Would you stand still already.”

“S-sorry,” Fluttershy squeaked happily and tried not to move too much, like jumping up and down or fluttering her wings with glee.

“I know you are excited,” Rarity said as she took out a pin she had been holding between her teeth and carefully adjusted some intricate piece of the dress she was fitting on Fluttershy, “but I can't very well get this right if you jump around like a filly who just got her cutie mark, darling. And I would be terribly sorry to poke you in the flank by accident.” She held the pin up in the light of her magic for a second to punctuate the picture.

Fluttershy bit her lip and stood a little more still. Rarity continued with a satisfied hum, fitting cloth and straps with expert care. It involved a lot more lace and straps than Fluttershy had expected. She looked down at the long socks she would be wearing, apparently, and up at the mirror to look at the saddle and laces around her back and neck. “Um, it's a little … um,” Fluttershy's voice turned to a quiet whisper and trailed off, but she couldn't help but stare at herself anyway.

Rarity finished the last touches and stood up to take in her work, slowly circling around Fluttershy to see it from every angle. She stopped behind Fluttershy and looked up into the mirror. “Why, of course. You will be wearing a gown as well, never fear. These are meant for his eyes and not the public's, you see. We simply can't have your lovely beau find nothing but your natural beauty under that gown, should the night develop into something … more fun. A lady must always have a few surprises to offer.”

Fluttershy blushed brightly. “Rarity! I-I really don't think that would be, um, appropriate, o-on a first date I mean.”

Rarity moved gracefully around her and patted her on the saddle. “Of course, my dear, of course, but we are both mares of the world and so we both understand how the world works. Ponies are ready when they are ready, not always when it is 'appropriate'.” She smiled proudly as she looked at Fluttershy. “Besides, you are my dear friend, and I have known you for quite a long time,” she winked and turned around.

Fluttershy's blush grew in intensity, but she couldn't help but smile and look at herself in the mirror. The dress—such as it were—did highlight her features in a very alluring and sensual way, drawing attention to her more feminine curves. She turned around a little to admire the saddle and her hind quarters, with the straps holding up the hind socks high enough to cover the bottom of her cutie mark.

“Oh,” Rarity spoke up suddenly and turned around, holding up something. “I also have this darling little bridle which would fit perfectly with your ensemble. You would not, of course, be wearing this at the dinner,” she said with a grin as she fitted the bridle around Fluttershy's muzzle and behind her ears. “This is the bitless version, as you can see. Would you like it with a bit instead?”

Fluttershy stuck her tongue out at herself in the mirror and smiled. The bridle did suit her surprisingly well, if she had to say it. “I, um, I think I prefer it like this,” she said.

Rarity grinned. “I was almost certain you would say so, isn't it funny?”

“Yes,” Fluttershy said and smiled at her friend. They did know each other quite well.

Rarity watched her for a moment, a slight glimmer of tears in her eyes as she smiled. “I'm so happy for you, Fluttershy,” she said. “Happy, and a little bit jealous,” she grinned. “But only a little bit.”

Rarity bit her lip for a second, then livened back up. “Now, let's get you a gown to match!”

* * *

Thunderlane was already there, waiting outside the restaurant when she arrived. He was wearing a black suit with white shirt and tie. When he saw her, he quickly smiled and bowed. “Wow, you look stunning,” he said as she walked up the path towards him.

Fluttershy beamed. She walked gingerly, conscious not to ruin her dress, and held out a hoof fitted with a glittering shoe over the soft fabric of the socks. She looked up at him. “Y-you, um, look very handsome yourself,” she said with barely veiled glee behind the shyness of her voice.

“It's so rare that I wear anything like this. I wasn't even sure if it was appropriate.” Thunderlane took the hoof and kissed it before leading her inside the restaurant.

Fluttershy blushed at the gesture and followed, glancing around at the restaurant and the other guests. There were a few smiles from familiar faces here and there. A waiter approached and showed them to a table, somewhat set aside and with a view over the fields and forests north of town. A small vase of flowers was sitting on the table between two menus.

Thunderlane pulled out a pillow for her to sit on and gestured for her to take a seat. Fluttershy smiled at him as she sat down at the table. It was so romantic, and he was acting so chivalric. She watched him as he walked around the table and sat down on the other side. He seemed a little nervous, and Fluttershy guessed that he really wanted to make it something special for her.

She smiled and reached a hoof across the table, resting it atop his as she looked into his eyes. He smiled back and seemed to relax. Everything was perfect in Fluttershy's eyes, and nothing more so than the stallion sitting across the table looking at her.

The evening progressed perfectly as well. They talked quietly together; mostly it was Thunderlane who had to talk or ask about her, but Fluttershy was happy to listen or answer his questions while they enjoyed the food and the view together.

Fluttershy was feeling a little warm, not only from the wine they had been drinking. She had stopped paying much attention to the time or the rest of the room, or even the view through the window. She couldn't possibly finish her dessert, but she couldn't possibly get enough of her companion. She had moved a little closer to the table so that their hooves touched beneath it and their gazes above it.

It happened without her even thinking about it. She leaned over the table, lost in his eyes as he did the same. Their lips met and she squeezed his hoof. Fluttershy sighed as they broke the kiss at the same time. Thunderlane smiled at her and leaned in for a second kiss, his hoof caressing her cheek. She closed her eyes and rubbed her nose against his.

It may have been seconds, it may have been an age. Fluttershy didn't know and didn't care. She was in love, sitting here with the stallion of her heart in this perfect moment.

A low rumble in the distance and a tick against the window made both of them look up. Outside, the sun had long ago set, and the sky was dark and heavy with clouds. Another drop hit the window. Thunderlane looked at the clock and his face fell. “I completely forgot the time! It's almost eleven already, and they scheduled a storm tonight.”

“We've been here for four hours?” Fluttershy was surprised. It had felt like two hours max, maybe not even that, but it had been four?

“I'm so sorry,” Thunderlane said as he got up and held out a hoof to help her up as well. “I would have reserved a different time if I had known about the storm earlier, but I only heard of it today.”

Fluttershy smiled and tried to hide her unease at the low rumble. “I-it's okay. The, um, restaurant closes soon anyway,” she said and leaned over to give him a hug. “And I've had a wonderful night with you.”

“I suppose,” he said with mild dejection at having this perfect evening come to such an abrupt end. “But I would hate for your beautiful dress to get all wet, so we had better hurry and get you home.” He left payment on the table and turned to lead her back out.

They left the restaurant and stepped out into the cold night air. A few heavy drops landed on Fluttershy's head. Soon it would be pouring down. Thunderlane took her hoof and spread his wings. “Come, let's hurry.”

Fluttershy sank a lump in her throat and felt her heart sink. She spread her wings and followed him as fast as she could, but her wings just wouldn't carry her as fast, especially with the cumbersome dress weighing her down.

Thunderlane looked back at her and noticed her trouble. He thought for a moment before drifting down below her. “Just hold on to me. I'll get you home quickly.”

“I-I'm sorry,” Fluttershy whispered as she landed on his back and held her front legs around his strong neck, feeling his muscles work as he picked up speed and raced ahead.

“It's okay,” he said and smiled back at her as best he could. “We weren't all meant to be Wonderbolts, and I don't think any Wonderbolt ever tried to fly in a dress like that. I should like to see that, mind you. It would be a show to remember.”

Fluttershy chuckled a bit at the image before burying her face in his soft coat. She could hear his heartbeat, a powerful rhythm beating in sync with his wing strokes as he soared above Ponyville just ahead of the storm. Her front legs held on to him, and her hooves rested on his chest. Almost without thinking, she nuzzled his neck and rubbed his muscular chest. She lost herself in the study of the muscles working just beneath the fabric of his suit. She wished she could pull the suit off right now and feel those muscles, but she had to contend herself with doing so through the cloth.

More drops of rain hit them as they raced across the fields and descended towards her cottage. Fluttershy looked up as they landed heavily outside her door.

“Here we are,” he said and caught his breath quickly as she reluctantly crawled off his back. He turned to smile at her. “I got you back before the storm. I'm sorry it had to be in such a hurry. I had hoped we could watch the stars or something after dinner, but clearly the weather team had other plans,” he said, his ears flat against his head.

Fluttershy looked down timidly, then leaned forward and kissed him, more passionately than she had dared at the restaurant where other ponies could see them. When she broke the kiss, she looked down again at her hooves. “Um, you … you don't have to go home in this weather,” she said and felt the heat rising to her cheeks. “Do you, um, want to come in and stay with me? I … I always get a little lonely and frightened when it storms.”

He leaned back in and kissed her again. “I’d be happy to stay if you would like me to.”

* * *

Fluttershy sat down and scooched in next to Thunderlane on the couch. She smiled up at him, then looked down at her hooves. “Um, you can … stay here tonight, if you like,” she said. “My, um, bed is large enough for us both, and it gets so lonely when its just me.” She felt more confident now and gave him another smile. She had passed most of the usual shyness and found herself at ease in his strong embrace.

Thunderlane smiled and put a hoof around her shoulder. A tinge of nervousness had crept into his eyes and replaced his earlier confidence, but it was only a hint.

Outside, the storm had picked up strength. The wind howled in the trees and rain poured down the windows of the cottage. A low rumble preceded a loud thunderclap. Fluttershy squeaked and quivered as she scooched a little closer to Thunderlane. She didn't really feel frightened, but she liked to pretend anyway, for his sake.

“Don't be afraid,” he said and wrapped another hoof around her. “I'm here to keep you safe.”

“I, um, frighten easily,” Fluttershy admitted, ears dropped low as she huddled up in his hooves. She smiled up at him. “But I feel safe with you.”

Thunderlane wrapped a wing around her. Fluttershy held her hooves around his body and rested her head on his chest. She could hear his heart beating and feel the soft warmth of his body so close to her. She closed her eyes and let her other senses take over.

One hoof held her close, the other stroked her mane softly, running through her silky hair. Thunderlane kissed her forehead and nuzzled her ear, whispering gently to her, “I love you, Fluttershy.” They were simple words, but his voice made her sigh at them with joy.

“I love you too,” she whispered and looked up into his eyes. Fluttershy knew what it meant to be shy, and she thought she detected a timid look in his eyes that she had not experienced before when they were together at other times. “Will you make me forget about the storm tonight?” she offered.

He smiled and kissed the tip of her nose as his wing caressed her shoulder. “I will make you forget all the other thunders,” he said with a slightly goofy smile. “They are nothing but bluster.” It was a slightly goofy thing to say, but Fluttershy loved it. She giggled a bit before losing herself in his deep golden eyes. There was a silent moment as they stared into each other's soul. He really was shy, she thought, but he handled it well and didn’t let it hinder him.

Fluttershy leaned forward and their lips met. She closed her eyes and almost melted in his hooves, feeling their shared breath and tasting his lips as they kissed. With one hoof she blindly explored his back and the soft feathers of his wing.

She barely heard the shudder of the windows as lightning struck somewhere outside, a world away from her. Fluttershy nibbled at his lips and let the tip of her tongue out gingerly. His tongue met hers, playfully teasing her. His hoof stroked through her mane, and the tip of his wing caressed her neck. Fluttershy moaned and shivered, lost in the blissful touch and the play of their tongues.

Her tongue went in deeper, exploring and tasting him without being shy. Their combined breaths were unsteady and passionate, and he tasted of fresh mint mixed with the wine and lightly spiced salads they had enjoyed together. His breath felt strong and full of life as it entered her lungs and chest where her heart beat along to his rhythm.

She gave his tongue room to explore her lips and mouth. It played with her tongue and licked her teeth, tasting everywhere. His wing now brushed her ear and neck while his hooves carefully untied the dress. The silken fabric slithered off her shoulders, making her shiver in delight. Fluttershy broke the kiss briefly to help him slip it off. He picked it up and let it drift through the air for a moment before settling on the floor of the room.

His hooves brushed along her wings and flank, exploring her back and around her saddle. He opened his eyes to take her in, letting his eyes follow her curves, studying her body and the beautiful underwear Rarity had given her. He seemed pleased, and Fluttershy thoroughly enjoyed every second of his sensual gaze. The way he studied her and touched her, she couldn't get enough of it.

“You wore this for me?” He leaned in and whispered.

“Mhmm,” Fluttershy smiled brightly.

He took another look without moving away. “Heavens, you're beautiful,” he said and met her eyes as she blushed. Thunderlane leaned in and kissed her lips, then left a trail of slow kisses down her neck. His tongue brushed through her soft fur, sending jolts of delight through her body. His wing traced down her back along with a shiver while his hooves found their way down, around her waist and under her belly. He circled the soft coat around her bellybutton for a few seconds before spreading out, brushing against the inside of her hind legs. Fluttershy gasped and buried her muzzle in his neck, biting down lightly to drown her voice as she spread her legs a bit.

His wing drifted back up the spine of her neck, nearly causing her to scream out with raw pleasure. The hoof between her legs touched the sensitive skin between her small teats, teasingly circling just around the nipples. “Still thinking of the storm outside?” he whispered in her ear and nibbled at its furry tip.

Fluttershy opened her mouth and let out a gasp of air. “Aah! T-there's s-something f-for you behind the v-vase in the window,” she said without a breath.

Thunderlane smiled and reached out a hoof to search the windowsill. He found the bridle and held it up. A smirk formed on his lips. “This?”

Fluttershy squeaked with joy. “I-I want you to put it on me,” she said, more desperately than she had intended. She blushed again at her outburst. “Please, um, make me your mare.”

Thunderlane sat up a little, still stroking her neck and flank with his wing as he untangled the bridle. “You are a dirty little mare,” he said as he put the bridle on, fumbling a bit with the straps. As he finished the strap around the back of her ears he paused to look at her, clearly pleased. “A very dirty mare.”

Fluttershy grinned, loving the words even though they sounded a little, well, dirty. She could feel the reaction between his legs, too. She smiled and said, as she unbuttoned his suit and slipped it off his shoulders and back, “But I'm your dirty little mare now. And, um, I'm going to treat you like a real stallion.”

Thunderlane blushed, and the shyness from before became more pronounced.

“Mm, yes,” Fluttershy cooed as she licked his chin and slipped off his shirt, dropping all his clothes on the floor along with her own dress. She looked down along his body, her eyes taking in the length and width of his growing shaft. His lust for her was in plain view, and so was his shyness. So that was the source of his tension. Silly stallions and their silly worries, she thought. But he was her silly stallion, and she was going to make him forget all his worries.

Fluttershy looked up at him and smiled. “Such a handsome stallion you are, and a real gentlecolt. You deserve the best treatment.”

She pressed herself against him, making sure his growing cock was between their two bodies as she kissed and licked his neck, her tongue moving in long slick strokes over his powerful muscles. She wrapped her hooves around his muscular back, under his open wings and moaned as she rubbed herself very slowly up and down against him. Her soft belly stroked along the length of his cock, and her nipples brushed gently against his balls.

Thunderlane leaned back his head and groaned with lust. Fluttershy's wings were beating slowly along with the up and down rhythm of her body. Her hooves explored his back and his outstretched wings, and her tongue played in the soft fur of his neck. She could taste a few traces of his sweat, a masculine aroma which drove her wild. She licked harder and faster, wanting to taste all of him.

“Oh Fluttershy!” he moaned, clearly surprised by this turn of events, but enjoying every second of it in full. “H-heavens you're good!”

Fluttershy smiled proudly and breathed out as she reluctantly pulled her mouth away from him for a second. “I told you I'd treat you well,” she whispered in his ear and pulled herself away slightly, letting go of his back. She kissed his cheek and moved down, licking his chest as her hooves settled on his thighs. Fluttershy smiled up at him as she backed away and drifted further down.

She kept her eyes firmly on his eyes as she opened her mouth and licked along the hard length of his dick. It had grown to full length and size, no longer hidden away in its sheath but standing up proud before her eyes. Its tip gleamed, slick with the first droplets of his lust. Fluttershy took it all in with her eyes, making sure to let them and her smile show that she liked what she saw. No, that she loved what she saw. What was the point of him being as big as he probably wished to be if she couldn't get it all inside her? Oh yes, and she wanted every inch of him inside her.

Fluttershy leaned down a little further and placed her hooves on his flank as she bent forward to kiss the sack beneath his shaft. She let her tongue caress the folds and wrinkles, listening to his moans to see what he liked. He seemed to be loving each lick. Feeling emboldened, Fluttershy opened her mouth and closed her lips around one of his balls, letting her tongue explore it gingerly. Her hooves slipped up the length of his barrel, out along his wings and back down as she sucked his nuts. His taste was fresh and yet very masculine. He had clearly had a bath before their date, and the sudden thought of him under the shower, all soaped up and wet almost made her jump right up and drag him out for another one together.

Her hooves settled on each side of his cock. She let go of his balls with a loud slurp and kissed the base of his sheath as she rubbed her hooves slowly up and down along the shaft. She scooched forward a bit and let her tongue join the fun, licking along his shaft and around the tip.

Thunderlane moved his haunches up and down along with her, moaning with pleasure as she leaned back to watch him. His eyes were closed and his mouth open, breathing with each stroke of her hoof. Fluttershy smiled and leaned back down. She opened her mouth above the tip and closed her lips around the hard cock. The skin was so smooth and warm, with a slight but pleasantly salty taste. Fluttershy let her eyes drift back up to meet his face as her tongue played around the tip of his cock and her lips tightened around its shaft.

One hoof cupped his balls as she lowered herself slowly, letting more of his cock into her mouth. The tip rested on the back of her tongue, sleek with her saliva. She kept her eyes on his and breathed through her nose as she let it slip further down, into the back of her throat. Thunderlane let out a quiet gasp and reached out a hoof, gently running it through her mane as she closed her lips around the base of his cock. She held it for a few seconds, wanting to keep it all inside her for a little longer before pulling back out with a slurp and a breath of air.

“H-heavens,” he gasped, the surprise obvious in his eyes.

Fluttershy just smiled and felt a bit of a blush as she continued, sucking the length of his cock and caressing its sensitive skin with her tongue. One hoof gently massaged his balls, careful not to be too hard, while the other brushed softly through the feathers of his wing. Thunderlane followed the rhythm, moving his crotch up every time she lowered herself, his hoof resting tenderly on the back of her head.

With her hind legs, Fluttershy maneuvered a pillow beneath herself without losing focus on Thunderlane. She rubbed herself gently back and forth against the soft fabric and moaned as their rhythm picked up pace. His hooves held on a little tighter on the back of her head, and Fluttershy allowed him to take control of the pace as he fucked her mouth with loud slobbery sounds. Fluttershy closed her eyes and rubbed herself harder against the pillow, feeling its fibers against her tender sex.

His breathing and pace told her that he was getting close and would not last much longer if she continued this way. Fluttershy pulled herself up slowly, letting the tip of his cock rest on the tip of her tongue for a second before kissing it and licking off the drops of saliva trickling down its length. She looked up at him, eyes full of innocent kindness. “Have I done good? Have I treated my stallion well?”

“O-oh yes,” Thunderlane smirked, unable to say much more in his state of blissful surprise.

Fluttershy was burning and soaking up the pillow, almost unable to wait. Her smile brightened, and with a slow, sensual sway of her body she turned around on the couch. She lowered her head on top of the pillow and raised her hindquarters up before him, lifting her tail out of the way to show him how much she wanted him. She reached a hoof down between her legs, feeling the warm heat from her marehood as she looked back at him, presenting herself with bright eyes and inviting him to taste her.

Thunderlane sat up and leaned in, his nose almost touching her sensitive folds as he breathed in the scent of her lust. Fluttershy held back a gasp as his warm exhale touched her skin, followed by the tip of his tongue barely tickling her lips. With a grin and almost wolf-like hunger, Thunderlane wrapped his front legs around her haunches and pulled her down close as he leaned on his back, burying his muzzle between her hind legs.

Fluttershy squeaked. His stiff cock came into view beneath her as she was pulled atop of him, but she was too distracted by the sensations rushing through her body. Thunderlane's hooves gently massaged around her small tits while his tongue circled her entrance, tasting every drop of her. Fluttershy's wings fluttered and knocked over a vase in the window, the sound barely registering in her mind as she closed her eyes tight and tried to breathe.

Thunderlane's tongue trailed along the inside of her hind legs, teasing around her wet little hole. Fluttershy bit her hoof not to scream for him to take her, to fill her with his cock and fuck her like the dirty little animal she felt like right now. Not so soon, no matter how much she wanted it.

Just when she thought she was about to lose it, his tongue found her pussy. Thunderlane licked hungrily, tasting her, eating her … Fluttershy breathed heavily and tried to repay him, letting her lips and tongue caress and massage the tip of his cock. Behind her, Thunderlane sucked on her slick folds and licked her entrance. Fluttershy closed her eyes and bobbed her head up and down on his cock as his tongue found its way inside her, slipping in just an inch.

She pressed herself backwards, pushing his muzzle and tongue deeper inside her. Her back arched and her wings fluttered. His cock rested in her open mouth as she panted. His tongue moved inside her, exploring the slick walls of her marehood. She gulped and pulled his cock out of her mouth. “Oh Thunderlane! Ah … r-right there … that’s … so good!”

She could feel him smile, his whole face between her legs. His hooves drifted along her flank and settled on either side of her rump just behind her cutie marks. He pulled his tongue out and nuzzled her, letting his nose move up along her tender lips, then further up, testing her reaction … Fluttershy blinked in surprise at his intention. “O-oh my …”

Getting no objection or resistance from her, Thunderlane let the tip of his tongue circle the sensitive rim of her anus. Fluttershy squeaked with surprise delight, staring ahead of her, lost in the unexpected and unfamiliar sensation. His hooves parted her cheeks as he kissed the crack and explored the tight hole just beneath her tail with his tongue and nose.

Fluttershy couldn't believe he was doing this, and she couldn't believe how much it drove her wild that he was doing it. As if in a trance, she reached a hoof down between her legs and closed her eyes, feeling her wet heat and the jolts of pleasure flashing through her body as his tongue pleasured her inexperienced and virgin ass. Her wings fluttered wildly, knocking over another vase. Her body trembled as she collapsed on the couch, head in his lap, tongue hanging out. Fluttershy cried and laughed as waves of hot pleasure coursed through her lower body and set her mind aflame with fireworks.

His hooves caressed her flank and the length of her trembling body as he nuzzled the base of her tail. Fluttershy panted and slowly lifted her head just enough to speak. “I-I want to feel you inside me,” she gasped and searched the windowsill and vases with a trembling wing. She found a small packet in one of the vases and carefully ripped it open. With practiced skill she rolled the thin rubber over his hard shaft and crawled off of him, raising her rump in the air for him and spreading her wings. “Fuck me, please! Fuck me like you deserve it.”

“That's a good mare,” Thunderlane said as he got up slowly. The couch creaked as he stood up and wrapped her long, flowing tail loosely around one hoof. “Think you can take it?”

“Oh yes!” Fluttershy squeaked. “I want all of you inside me!”

She felt his hooves on her back as he rose up behind her. She looked back and bit her lip as she watched his cock stand up proud, gleaming through the rubber in the light of the room. Thunderlane lowered himself between her fluttering wings and kissed the back of her neck as he moved his hindquarters closer. His front hooves wrapped around her chest, and she felt the tip of his cock press against her tender lips, parting them slowly as he pulled himself forward.

Fluttershy gasped as he spread her wide and pulled himself inside her. Thunderlane almost purred with pleasure as her tight pussy accepted his advance with a faint, slippery sound. He pulled himself out again a little and thrust forward, slightly harder, causing a much louder sound to escape her slick pussy. Fluttershy let out another gasp and blushed in embarrassment.

Thunderlane nibbled at her ear and whispered with a heavy voice, “That … I like …”

Fluttershy sighed and closed her eyes with a smile, forgetting her embarrassment. His wings beat slowly in sync with her own as she pushed back against him, accepting the last of his length inside her and feeling his haunches slap against her rump. Thunderlane pulled back out and thrust himself forward again, this time with more ease.

His grip around her chest grew tighter as he filled her up, thrusting himself deep inside her again and again in a steady rhythm. Fluttershy ached with the pleasurable thought of what they were doing, of what they had together in this very moment, almost melting together into one hot, sweating soul. She didn't know why she laughed or cried in the moment, it came over her and she had no way to resist the raw joy bubbling out through her.

Thunderlane's haunches slapped against hers and the couch creaked loudly as his rhythm became faster, his heartbeat and breath picking up pace. Their wings beat together in a wild flutter, slapping against the glass of the window again and again. Fluttershy panted and felt his body tense as he wanted to bring himself to a close, the blood throbbing in his cock deep within her.

Fluttershy gasped through the fast thrusting and tried to speak. Her voice came out in a cry, begging him. “Ah … P-please! Ah … I want you o-over me … Ah, please come … all over my body!”

Thunderlane was almost too close now to react but in an effort he let go of her chest and pulled himself out. Fluttershy brought herself around swiftly and lay down on her back, resting against the end of the couch. Thunderlane trotted forward, and Fluttershy reached out to take his cock between her hooves. It was hot and slick with their mixed lust as she tore off the condom. Fluttershy opened her mouth and swallowed its length, sucking hard and rubbing its base with her hooves.

Thunderlane leaned his head back and groaned, his body tensing again and his wings fluttering hard. Fluttershy stroked and sucked his dick as hard as she could. She felt it harden and closed her eyes as the first waves shot through his body. She pulled it out just as the first squirt of semen exploded out, filling her mouth and dripping off her lips and chin. She continued to rub his shaft as he trembled, and another squirt of thick, white cum left a long trail across her face and chest.

Fluttershy lowered a hoof to smear his thick sperm over her heaving chest, smiling as she closed her mouth and sank. The sticky warm cum disappeared down her throat as one last squirt hit her across chest and outstretched wing.

“O-oh my,” he panted.

Fluttershy opened her eyes and smiled up at him. She licked her lips before taking his cock in her mouth again, sucking him clean as it quickly lost its hardness and grew limp in her grasp. Fluttershy licked the last drops of cum off the soft shaft and allowed him to lay down at last beside her, looking spent. Her hoof still massaged the sticky white semen into her soft fur and feathers as she snuggled up against him and smiled.

They lay for a long time together without saying anything, Thunderlane staring into the ceiling and idly stroking her mane as he caught his breath, while Fluttershy lay there, lovingly watching and admiring his tired face.

After a while he turned and looked back at her, smiling as they looked into each other's eyes. There was another moment of silence before he lifted a hoof to brush her mane away from her face. “You really do know all about banging, don't you?” he whispered softly.

Fluttershy blushed and looked down with a shy grin. “Not all. But, um,” she circled the slightly damp spot on her chest, “I like to learn, and I do like surprises. A-as long as they're not, um, startling.”

Thunderlane leaned forward to kiss her forehead. “I think we can teach each other a thing or two, and maybe find some more surprises together,” he said and grinned. “But none of them can top you,” he added and nuzzled her cheek. “The best surprise I’ve ever had.”

Fluttershy smiled and snuggled her head into his soft chest, listening to his heart beat. Outside the storm had become a soft pouring of rain. “I love you, Thunderlane.”

“I love you too, Fluttershy.”

They lay together in the silence of the pouring rain. After a minute, Fluttershy opened her eyes and looked at him. “Think you’re, um, up for another round?”

Thunderlane blinked awake and looked at her. “What?”

Fluttershy blushed and looked down, biting her lip. “I’ve got, um, some carrots if you need one.”

Thunderlane blinked again. “You’re scaring me, Fluttershy.”

Fluttershy chuckled and gave him a peck on the nose. “You’d, um, be surprised how often I hear that.” She smiled and closed her eyes as she snuggled a little closer to him.

Thunderlane smiled and shook his head before closing his eyes too and drifting off to sleep.