Wake up Button Mash

by EternalFire_

Rating: mature
Tags: Romance
Length: 2418

Button Mash lived an average life, school, great mom, great times and a great girl. Oops, I mean great crush. Little does Sweetie Belle know, Button Mash has his eyes set on her, but he struggles to express his love.

Button Mash has a great life, great school, great mom and a great girl. Oops, I mean, great crush. Button wants to express his love to her, but whenever he tries, he gets too nervous and often dismisses it with a “Never mind Sweetie Belle, sorry to bother you.” How will Button Mash overcome this problem? And what will happen do when he finds Sweetie Belle has the same feelings for him?

Welcome readers, to my first clopfic. I sorry if it seems short, I'll work on that. Please provide heavy criticism so i can see what I messed up on, and what I did good! Enjoy ~
(In this story Buttons mom is known as 'Milano' plus Button and Sweetie Belle are both 14 in this story.)

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2013-12-16 07:08:41 UTC

Sweetie Belle?!

“Mooooooooom!” Waiting a few seconds, I tried again. “MOOOoooom!” Milano looked up from the stove, sighing to herself. ‘Wont that boy’s voice ever run dry?’ She thought to herself. Moving over to his room, she poked her head through Buttons bedroom doorway and noticed him running around his room looking through various boxes and baskets. I looked up, noticing mom was there. “Mom have you seen my JoyBoy?”

“*sigh* Yes honey, - Buttons eyes practically lit up - it’s in the living room. You’ve got to stop leaving it out everywhere, I almost tripped over it. Again.” I bolted through the doorway, making my way to the living room, leaving her with a “Thanks mom!”

Hi, my names Button Mash, and I’m 14 years old. I live with my mom these days, since my dad moved out on some huge business expansion, though I don’t really understand. I have a great school, and great friends. You could say I live a happy life. Which I do, but there just something missing. Or should I say someone. Sweetie Belle to be precise. I’ve known her for ages now, but it was only last year that I took interest in her. In fact, I’m having a sleep over with her tomorrow. I only hope I can keep a lid on my feelings and just have fun. Like smashing her flank in Blackops 2. Yeah, that’s always fun.

I’ve tried to approach Sweetie about it, but I always get to nervous, or someone interrupts. Why does it have to be so hard! I sulk to myself.  “Button dear, dinners ready!” I set my JoyBoy down on my bed and walk into the dining room. My mother must have noticed my sad expression. Of course she did, probably from working with kids all her life, plus me being her son. She could read me like a book. Well… almost. “Button, what’s wrong, is something bothering you?”

“No mom, I’m fine.”

“Button I know something’s bothering you, its ok if you tell me” Yeah, sure, like that’s gonna-

“It’s about girls isn’t it?” Oh, yeah. That’s where the ‘Read me like a book’ part comes in.

“Mom!”

Milano let out a snicker, “Thought so. So Button, who is it hmm? Kissed her yet?”

“Mom!?” I could feel it, my whole face turning bright red.

“I’m just kidding dear; you’re too young for it anyway.” If only she knew. Pretty much every boy in his grade had kissed a girl, including Button. And not some peck on the lips, I mean a full on kiss.

Those thoughts aside, I sat down in my chair and looked at my meal. “Brussels sprouts? Really mom?” I tilted my head forward a bit. “Really? You know I don’t like these!” Curse you mom.

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BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! - - - BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

“Uhh you stupid thing shut up.”

BE- *bang*

“I told you to shut up!” I yelled, slamming my hoof down on the alarm clock. That seemed to do the trick.

“Button! What have I told you about using that language?” I heard my mom yelling. Oops.

“Sorry mom!” I yelled back. Argh, school. At least it was Friday, that was something to look forward too. Partly that Sweetie Belle was coming over, and also that it was the weekend. Pulling myself out of bed, I brushed my mane a bit and headed into the kitchen, finding my mom packing my lunch for today.

Stealing a glance at the clock, I noticed the time. ‘8:25? Man I better be going’ I patiently waited for her to finish. Grabbing the bag and putting it in my saddle bag, I hoisted it onto my back and started my way out the door. “Button, have a great day at school!”

“Yes mom!”

“Remember, Sweetie Belle is coming over!”

“Yes mom!” How could I forget? With those last words, I headed off to school.

Arriving at the front gates, I looked around the yard. All my friends and the other various students that attend this school were talking and playing, waiting for the day to start. As I walked past a big tree that was situated out front of the school, I heard some hushed voices behind it. I swivelled my ears slightly to see if I could pick up the voices a bit better.

“-Yeah, yeah sure, whatever Apple Bloom” It must have been the Cuitemark Crusaders. “So Sweetie Belle, are you gonna ask him?” Ask who? - “Ask who Scootaloo?” Button and Sweetie Belle’s voices almost mirrored. “Y’know, Button.” I practically froze on the spot. What does she mean Button?! What the hay are those girls talking abou- “I dunno, do you think I should?” He heard Sweetie’s voice again. ‘Ask me what?’ Button thought. Scootaloo was about to answer when the bell rang, signalling the start of the school day.

Throughout class, all i could think about was the conversation between Sweetie Belle and her friends. Oh the things he would do to Sweetie Belle if he had the chanc-SMACK.  Almost falling out of my seat in surprise, I looked up, finding my teacher with a ruler in hoof. “Button” He said with a stern tone. “I expect you to pay attention in class, not day dream.” He could hear the snicker of his classmates around the room.

As he advanced through the days classes, he couldn’t keep his thoughts from wandering to Sweetie Belle. ‘I wonder what they were talking about’ He thought. ‘What do you think they were talking about dummie?’ His mind replied. ‘It was obviously you weren’t it?’ Yes, that was true. But he didn’t think Sweetie Belle had those kinds of feelings towards him. Quite frankly he felt that she was out of his league. With his mind and body arguing, he almost missed when the clock grudgingly struck 3pm. Though he certainly didn’t miss the glorious, lifesaving RIIINNNNGG of the school bell, signalling the end of school. Little did he know what was going to occur over the next two days.

Button rushed to grab his things and head out. When he entered the front grounds, he scanned the grassy area out front for Sweetie Belle and found her waiting at the front gates. So many thoughts were rushing through his mind as he was walking up to her, he didn’t even register when she said hello.

“Huh wha?” Oh yeah Button, way to go.

“I said hello Button” Replied Sweetie Belle.

“Oh, sorry. Hi. Uh, are you ready for tonight?” Button was hoping Sweetie Belle wouldn’t notice his growing blush. “Yes thanks. I packed everything in my saddle bags. As Button and Sweetie Belle made their way to his home, they talked about school and what not, and Button offcourse bringing up the subject of video games. But he didn’t dare say anything about his eaves drop this morning, which left him feeling a bit like ‘holyshitdoesshekindalikemewow’

Making their way through the front door, Button noticed his mom sitting in front of the TV on a lounge, reading.

“Hey mom, Sweetie Belle decided to come over early today, if you don’t mind.”

“Sure honey, and hello Sweetie Belle, how are you doing today?” Buttons mom replied.

“Great thanks” Sweetie Belle had a beaming smile. She already planned her night.

“So what do you want to do Sweetie Belle? Wana play Modern Warmare 3? Or maybey Blacktops 2. Betcha you still can’t beat me!” Button yelled out, racing down the hall to his bedroom.

“Oh you think I’m gonna lose again Button? You’ve got another thing coming” She replied, with a slightly determined tone. Milano looked behind her, pondering if there was anything between them. ‘No, there wouldn’t be, would there? He’s probably too young anyway…’

When it reached 5pm, Buttons mom called out the Button and Sweetie Belle to dinner. As they approached the table, there argument of who won the previous game could be heard. “I so got more kills than you Sweetie Belle! You died like million times” He made a one with many following zeros to emphasize. “Nu uh! I got the attack chopper kill streak, remember!” Over the course of their friendship, Sweetie Belle had become quite good at the collection of games Button Mash had in his possession.

Buttons mom just shook her head and pored their dinner into some bowls. Placing them on the table, she sat and talked with them. “So how’s school Sweetie Belle?”

“Good, though it can be boring sometimes.” She replied.

Over the course of the meal, Button, Sweetie Belle and Milano talked and chatted. When the meal finished, Button and Sweetie Belle raced back to his room to try and beat each other in Blackops 2. Buttons mom walked passed their room, and peered through. Button and Sweetie Belles faces practically glued to the screen. “Button, remember to go to bed at a reasonable time. Not midnight.”

“Uh huh” Mom! I’m trying to focus!

“Button”

“Uh, I mean, yes mom”

“Ok goodnight Button, goodnight Sweetie Belle”

All Milano got was a unison of “Yeah uh huh”

Through the course of 3 hours, Sweetie Belle just managed to beat Button by 1 kill. “Aww man, I never get beaten” Whilst Sweetie Belle was bouncing up and down so hard she almost achieved lift off. “I woon, I woooon, I woooooon!!”

“Yeah sure, whatever” Button felt defeated. Oh so defeated! ‘Should I ask her now?’ Buttons thoughts strayed back to earlier today. ‘Heck, why not! Let’s just get this over’ Stay cool Button. “Look, Sweetie Belle, I need to ask you something”

“Yesss..?” Button couldn’t help but run his eyes over her body. The curves and features was just so beautiful.

“I..I-I have a..” He lowered his head.

“Come on Button, spit it out”

“I..uh..I.. Ireallylikeyouwillyoubemyfillyfriendyoulooksohot” Right. He said it. Now the reaction. Button looked up at Sweetie Belles face.

“Look.. if you don’t want to, I completely under-mMPHF” Buttons eyes registered a look of complete shock. Sweetie Belle had leaned over and kissed him, right on the lips.

“I-…wha..-huuh..wa-aha??” Wow. Buttons mind was reeling.

“Does that answer your question?”

“Y-yeah.. wow.” Button noticed Sweetie Belle had moved onto his bed, and was beckoning him up.

“Here, come over. I want to try something fun.”

“Uh… Ok, I guess”

Button got on his bead and sat next to Sweetie Belle. As he faced her, he noticed that his member was fully erect. ‘Oh god now I hope she doesn’t see- “My, Button. What do we have here?” Sweetie Belle let a small giggle. “I uh..S-sorry Sweetie Belle! I-”

“Shh” She cut him off. “It’s fine, really. Although, we might have to attend to your… ‘needs’. Hehe.”

“What do you mea-…” Button let out a gasp followed by a small moan of pleasure when Sweetie Belle started stroking his still hard member.

“S-Sweet-t-ie Be-ohh¬-lle what are you d-d-doing??” Button could barely string two words together. This just felt so good! Though he head a perfect idea of what was going on, and what would follow, he didn’t want to get into trouble. But his mind pushed those thoughts out and replaced them with pure pleasure. Just as Button felt his climax approaching, Sweetie Belle pulled away.

“Hey! Sweetie Belle why’d you do that! I was so close!”, Button almost whined. As he watched her, Sweetie Belle turned around so that her tail was in Buttons face. He watched intently as she lifted her tail, revealing her very, very wet plot. Buttons eyes almost fell out of his head. Before he could say anything, Sweetie Belle shoved his head in. Button took his cue, and started licking through her pink folds. He started slowly at the bottom, and lapped his tongue up until he wrapped his around her swollen nub. All the while, Sweetie Belle was withering and moaning at Buttons efforts. Finally, he pulled away, just as she had done to him. He came up to Sweetie Belles ears and whispered, “Are you sure you want to go further?” With a quick nod of her head, he positioned his member at the front of her dripping fillyhood. “Sweetie Belle, this gonna hurt a bit, ok?” Why had Button agreed to this? Why was he having sex with Sweetie Belle all of a sudden? Why was she willing to lose her virginity to him? Button ignored the voice in his head and slowly plunged his member in one inch after another. Granted, Button wasn’t the biggest when it came to size, but he had a pretty good length. After a couple of inches, he felt a bit of resistance. Slowly, he pulled out slightly, then quickly drove back in.

When he broke through her hymen, Sweetie Belle let out a muffled scream, then a loud moan of pleasure. Button couldn’t believe the feeling he was getting. Sweetie Belles tight walls squeezed around Buttons member as he slid in and out of her now soaking pussy. “B-b-bbuuttonn I’m s-soo clos-s-e” As she moaned out with pure ecstasy, Sweetie Belles walls clenched tighter on his member, releasing her filly fluids all over his member and the bed. Shortly after, Buttons balls clenched, as he shot rope after rope of sticky white semen into Sweetie Belles awaiting fillyhood. Button slowly pulled out with a small *pop* as he collapsed onto the bed near Sweetie Belle. “*pant* Oh my *pant* god *pant* S-Sweetie Belle that *pant* felt so *pant* goooood…”

“I agree *pant* Button. Thank you for *pant* sharing that with me”. Button looked into Sweetie Belles eyes, seeing pure love. Sweetie Belle had the same feelings as Button, and she had decided to share a special moment with him. She let him take her virginity, and bring her immense pleasure.

“I love you Sweetie Belle”

“I love you too Button”. And with that, the snuggled into each other as the two lovers fell asleep.

Meanwhile, back in her bedroom, Buttons mom had heard the moans and slight yells from her son’s bedroom. As she came up to the door, she peered inside. Seeing Button and Sweetie Belle laying snuggled together, she felt happy for son. ‘He’s finally found a filly then, I- what’s that on the bed?’ Milano furrowed her brow as she looked over the bed. There was a small puddle of white fluid, and she also noticed Sweetie Belles still slightly wet fillyhood. Milano laid her ears back and fell back on her haunches in shock. ‘I can’t believe they did it!’