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“I want you to scream my name, Twilight.”

Rainbow Dash slid her tongue sensually over Twilight Sparkle’s horn, eliciting a moan of pleasure from the blushing unicorn. Twilight chewed her bottom lip, the desire burning inside her as Dash finally released her tender tip, panting for breath. She tentatively ran a hoof over the shy unicorn’s chest, slowly caressing her until she began to tip backwards onto the bed. Twilight let out a tiny gasp as Rainbow’s smooth but firm hoof slithered deliberately between her thighs, the fiery passion rippling through her as she arched her back –

“Oh, shoot!” Fluttershy swore in disappointment as her last ink ribbon ran dry, clicking and clacking uselessly against the sheet of paper. She sighed heavily, dispersing the paper from her typewriter, and stood to stretch her aching back. The singing heat in her cheeks still burned with a sting as the morning sun rose, and she slowly rubbed her cheeks to hopefully make it fade.

Fluttershy ran a hoof through her slightly disheveled mane, poking about for any ribbons of ink that she might have possibly missed; however, her searches resulted in waking Angel and finding a solitary dust bunny. She sighed again, her thoughts heavy as the last remnants of excitement began to dwindle.

She honestly would hate to disappoint Polychrome such a short time after she had promised her a sequel; especially since Miss Print had gone through all the trouble of helping Fluttershy get her first (albeit rather short) novel published. The royalties collected for Half Past Twilight had already begun coming in; even though it wasn’t much, the bits helped. It made her a little more confident, being a published novelist.

Fluttershy picked fretfully about for a while longer, hoping that she had accidentally missed a ribbon. Unfortunately, her search was still fruitless. Her thoughts heavy with imagery that made her blush all over again, Fluttershy distractedly slipped out the door and trundled toward Ponyville.

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Fluttershy was determined to beat the heat, as it were.

Her face might have begun growing red again, but she kept up her even trot; the key was to become distracted, and then stay that way until the constant need vanished. That, or until she unconsciously began sidling against her chair as she typed, her heated imagination running wild as she slowly but surely inched closer and closer to release at long l-

Fluttershy almost bumped into the library door, gasping and panting.

Perhaps she’d grown a little too distracted.

She shook her head, thankful for the cool breeze blowing past. She needed to get her head out of the clouds, had to focus; or at least, focus long enough to go back to being distracted.

This was so difficult.

But she still had her confidence.

Fluttershy took a long, deep breath before knocking on the library door. Either way, she would soon have her precious ink ribbons again and she could continue with her sequel – maybe even fight back the urges properly this time.

A rustling was heard within, and a flustered, out of breath Twilight finally yanked open the library door, much to Fluttershy’s surprise.

“Oh, um…” Fluttershy rubbed her foreleg uncertainly, spotting Rainbow Dash hovering with a cackle behind the clearly agitated unicorn. “I-I’m sorry. I don’t mean to interrupt –”

“No, no, it’s fine, Fluttershy,” Twilight huffed, tugging the door open a little wider. “I’m just in a bit of a hurry right now.”

“Pfffft- ha! Yeah, that’s one way to put it!” Rainbow Dash snorted, landing lithely. Dash was slightly confused by Fluttershy’s sudden bright blush as she landed, but chalked it up to the warm weather.

“Oh, my,” Fluttershy stuttered. “Is something the matter?”

Twilight ground her teeth in frustration as Rainbow Dash juggled a book between her wings, one that Fluttershy found uncomfortably familiar. Her every last dredge of confidence swiftly vanished.

“Yes, you could say that,” Twilight seethed quietly.

“So, anyways,” Rainbow Dash butted in. “I decided that I was going to be an egghead today, right? So, anyway, the guys I usually go to for purchases had this new thing in, and I just had to get in and show Twilight, because, I didn’t figure she had a copy here –” she rambled excitedly, and Fluttershy was equally embarrassed to see a flush rising in Twilight’s cheeks as well.

“I-I see,” Fluttershy hid behind her long pink mane in anticipation, her heart pounding in her throat as she suddenly felt much, much hotter. And not in a good way.

“According to this ‘Butterflush’,” Twilight said through her teeth, magically snatching the book from a surprised Dash. “Written as a work of fiction or not, I have apparently been leading quite the double life.”

“I-is t-that so?”

“It’s unbelievable!” Twilight stomped a hoof against the ground in frustration, the frowning Rainbow Dash snagging the book back from her. “I mean, the quality was fine, but the premise alone; the sheer absurdity of somepony – me, of all ponies – leading a secret double life? That alone is so ludicrous!”

The crimson blossom in Fluttershy’s face skyrocketed again, and it suddenly occurred to her just how stupid she had been. What was she even thinking? And then, after all was said and done, she had the audacity to come to Twilight for more ink ribbons!

As if that wouldn’t be a dead giveaway.

“Um,” Fluttershy began nervously, slowly inching backwards toward the door. “Well, w-what do you – I mean, what-what now?”

Twilight opened her mouth to let out something angrily, but instead held her breath for a moment, eventually letting out a breath of air and blowing the mane from her eyes.

“Nothing much I can do, really,” Twilight shook her head. “I suppose it really is harmless, overall – and surprisingly well written. Hopefully everypony will just let this blow over, and everything will be back to normal in no time at all. By the way, I assume you’re here for a book, Fluttershy?”

The pegasus froze, desperate not to show a single emotion.

“O-oh, um, no,” she spluttered quickly. After all, what was she supposed to say in a moment like this? “Actually, I was just-just on my way, um, to pick up some, uh… things,” Fluttershy lied pitifully, cracking open the front door.

“Oh. Well, it was nice seeing you, Fluttershy,” Twilight nodded distractedly, resuming her pacing in the middle of the library.

“See ya, Flutters!” Rainbow Dash waved as Fluttershy snapped the door closed, not realizing that she had been holding her breath.

She let out a small sigh of relief, taking off at a swift trot.

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Fluttershy sat dejectedly before her typewriter, staring forlornly at it in the candlelight.

Her eyes meandered uselessly over the freshly prepared typewriter, and it glinted back at her eagerly, her unfinished work sitting before her. It had taken her so long to hunt down and purchase what she needed, and it was still just so futile.

She was just so stupid.

What had she been thinking?

Of course it was a bad idea trying to get Half Past Twilight published, even as such a short story. Fluttershy rubbed her eyes with the backs of her hooves tiredly, and they felt itchy. She was such a fool.

Besides, it was no wonder that she hadn’t exactly been raking in the bits. Her demographic probably consisted of, what, a few ponies? There was simply no way –

A thought suddenly struck Fluttershy, just as she had been prepared to abandon her typewriter.

Twilight thought that it was well written.

Hadn’t she said that it was harmless?

And, on second thought, what precisely did Rainbow Dash mean about the ones she usually…?

Fluttershy felt like a weight had been lifted from her shoulders as she laughed, clutching her stomach as she did so.

It would appear that she had just accidentally discovered one member of her demographic.

… In an erotic tale about Big Macintosh and Twilight.

Fluttershy suddenly flushed again, the heated blush rising in her cheeks as she turned once more toward her sequel. However, the pink tinge seemed to compliment her warm smile rather well as the tick of the worn typewriter slowly filled the air once again.

– deliberately between her thighs, the fiery passion rippling through her as she arched her back and released a passionate cry. Rainbow Dash slid her tongue sensually betwixt her lips, a throbbing need pulsing in her heart as strongly as it was her wings…

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Author's Note

The plot thickens.