You Will Love Me!

Chapter 1: You Will Love Me!

It was night over in Ponyville, and only few lights from pony’s still awake lite the town. Over by the Everfree forest though, it was pitch black. The farm of animals owned by Fluttershy was quiet except for the snoring a few animals. Fluttershy was inside her house, trying to get to sleep.

She grumbled, tossed and turned. The thin nightgown she donned inhibited her movement. Her eyes, while closed, demonstrated discomfort. After a few minutes she shot up trying to get her breath back.

‘Another bad dream.’ she thought.

Fluttershy’s eyes tried to adjust to the darkness, but the moonlight from outside made it difficult to calibrate to the dark. Darkness being an element Fluttershy feared, the pony was hesitant, but being inside her own little sanctuary, courage came easier. She remained sitting on her bed for a few minutes when she heard something out of place.

Her floor was creaking.

“Angel Bunny, is that you?” her meek voice called out.

No response except for a creak.

“Angel, this isn’t funny.” Fluttershy huffed, but still got no response besides creaking floor boards.

With a gulp, Fluttershy climbed out of her bed. Her tentative steps left no trace in the atmosphere of her presence, but in between her steps the floor continued to call. Her heart slowly began to beat faster, and sweat started to form on her brow.

“Who’s there? Please come out, if you want to.” she squeaked.

Everything went silent. A gentle wind from outside pushed against the window, the pressure on the window creating ambiance. Fluttershy’s fear continued to grow, she quickly moved over to a candle sitting on a small dresser, and struck a match that laid next to the wax. Wrapping her hoof around the handle she lifted a small cup, and in turn the candle.

The room was only slightly more illuminated. Shadows still hugging her back. She lapped the inside of her house, the shaky light made it hard to concentrate. Nevertheless, Fluttershy found nothing out of the ordinary. Her still erratic heart warned her to continue. But a tired body convinced her to return to bed.

Casually, she walked back over to the dresser. A relaxed sigh escaped Fluttershy’s mouth. She licked her fingers and put it over the fuse. A slight sting ran up her fingers, and a shiver down her spine. Quickly, she shook it off. Turning around in the direction of her bed, Fluttershy was immediately stopped.

Looking up she saw two raptor like eyes peering hungrily into her being.

Her screams were stifled behind the claw that wrapped around her mouth.

Fluttershy’s back was pressed up against the nearest wall, and her front smothered by a warm presence. The pegasus’s eyes trained on the head of the attacker. Is was a bright white, complemented by the fierce yellow eyes and. . . beak.

“Gilda, is that you?” Fluttershy tried to say, but was muffled by the claw.

“Quiet dweeb!” Gilda demanded, her claw pressing harder against the pony.

Fluttershy visibly shuddered at the pressure, and in turn it was alleviated somewhat. Her confusion was halted by the words of the intruder.

“Do you have any idea what you’ve done?” Gilda inquired, her voice losing it’s venom. “I had one friend in this entire freakin country! And you ponies took her away!” her claw limply fell, along with Fluttershy, who looked at the griffon from the ground.

“W-What are you talking about?”

“You know exactly what I’m talking about! That pink pony friend of yours set up that party to try and get me to freak! Every last one of you ponies is responsible for me losing my only friend.” Gilda roared at Fluttershy.

“I don’t know--”

“You don’t know how you’re friends took Dash away from me? Out of everypony in Equestria, just, why her. Why did you have to make friends with the only pony who ever cared for me.”

“Gilda please.”

“No, I had to deal with the loss of my friend, now they have to lose something too.”

“You didn’t have to lose anything. We all tried to connect with you!”

“Bullshit!” Gilda’s roar tore away any confidence Fluttershy gathered.

“B-B-But-t-t what about that p-p-party Pink-k-kie made.”

“And you think that all those pranks on me were just bad luck? You guys have a funny way of making new friends.” Gilda’s incredulity was made plain on her face.

“Well Pinkie did say she would take care of ‘mean old Gilda’.” Fluttershy said under her breath, but was still heard by Gilda.

“Wait, did you just say that Pinkie. . .” Gilda thought for a moment before it hit her. “She did it for you! Just because I yelled at you in town, I lost my only friend! I’m unloved because of you.” Gilda bellowed as she stared at Fluttershy.

“Eep!” Fluttershy eeped.

Gilda lowered her arms down to the pegasus and picked up the stiff-as-a-board pony, and threw her onto the bed. The defenseless pony used her covers to protect herself from the angry griffon to no avail. Gilda ripped the blanket away tearing it to shreds

“No, I’m not going to live like this anymore.” Gilda said, her voice lowered in tone. “The reason why Dash rejected me is because she loved you more than me. So now you’ll love me more than any of them!” the griffon said closing the distance, and connecting her beak with Fluttershy’s open mouth.

Fluttershy’s little heart was about to explode. It pumping first increased by fear, now it was beating even faster from more fear and a little bit of excitement. Her chest palpitations were so strong that they forced Fluttershy's chest to move with the heart beat.

The griffons tongue was still working inside the mouth of Fluttershy. The flexible limb wrapping itself the pony’s tongue. Gently she stroked it back and forth. Fluttershy’s face lite up with crimson tint, and her eyes began to roll back into her head. Before she could fully dissolve in the moment, Gilda pulled back.

“Well *pant* dweeb *pant* in love yet?” Gilda said a smirk on her face. That’s when both figures got a clear view of each other in the moonlight.

Gilda saw a pony with saturated, albeit messy, pink hair. It’s long strands leading the griffons eyes over the pony’s bright blue eyes. The hair moving across her slim cheeks down her neck. The hair ended at the chest, which was still covered (barely) by the nightgown. Gilda’s eyes continued to trace her prays body. Leading down Fluttershy’s smooth, kind of round, stomach. Continuing down the pegasus sat with her knees touching and feet pointing in opposite directions. Unconsciously, Gilda’s claw wandered south.

Fluttershy saw a griffon with a mixture of white feathers around her head, neck and chest. Purple tips colored the feathers atop her head. Her beak was dripping saliva onto her white chest, speckled with black dots. Her breasts were covered by the feathers. Continuing she  beheld a well toned stomach. Her abs muscles created lines falling down her body, pointing directly at her hand, now covering her nest. Fluttershys’ hoof mirrored Gildas’ claw.

They stared deeply at one another. Gilda's pupils dilated. Fluttershy starred entranced. Her heart was still pumping vehemently, but now because of a very different neurochemical. The pegasus moved her hoof quicker in her nether regions. Her breath was shallow and quick. Gilda, not to be outdone, plunged deeper into herself, pumping without mercy.

Both of their tongues dangled out of their mouths, and eyes begging for sustenance, fearing death by starvation. Surprisingly, Fluttershy ended the stalemate, by answering Gilda’s previous question.

“Y-Y-Yes I am!” Fluttershy jumped at Gilda, putting her into a bear hug.

Gilda was taken aback by the sudden warmth. The pegasus pushed her chest up against the griffons. The size difference was definitely noticeable. Fluttershy pushed her bosom against the griffons hidden ones, completely smothering them. Glida blushed and turned out of a sense of inadequacy. The sudden change in disposition wasn’t missed by Fluttershy.

“What’s wrong?” she asked worriedly, getting no response besides a downcast look.

Looking down, Fluttershy began to put two and two together. She chuckled a bit and looked back at her lover.

“Oh, don’t worry about that silly.” Fluttershy said brushing aside the feathers on her chest exposing her cinnamon color breasts. Fluttershy eyed the right areola with a soft look.

She moved down to the breast, and put her mouth over the entire nipple. A gasp escaped Gilda's mouth as Fluttershy sucked gently. Pulling on the skin oh so gently, more uneven breaths escaped the griffon's mouth. Drool dribbled out her beak with every pant. Randomly moving from breast to breast, Fluttershy elicited a stronger and stronger response from her partner. Her tongue then traced up the feathery chest, unto the neck, sending a shiver down Gilda's spine.

In retaliation the griffon opened her fierce claws and ran her sharp talons down Fluttershy's back. Her scratches weren’t hard enough to hurt, but enough to make goosebumps dance on the element of kindnesses skin. Her claws then tugged on the silky pink mane. Fluttershy yelped, which in a continuous drawl turned into a moan.

“More. . .” Fluttershy whispered, Gilda smiled.

The griffon then positioned her left leg over Fluttershy’s left, and then her right leg under the opposite right leg. Gildas claws held tightly to her lovers head focusing into her eyes. Fluttershy mimicked the action. Their breathes combined into a swirl of delicate liquid. Each thrust unto one another adding to the the tune of their love. Harder and harder neither thought of slowing. The sensitive buttons down south pressed together repeatedly.

“I’m--I’m. . .” Fluttershy said.

“M-Me too.” Gilda followed.

Together the torrent of pleasure rippled through their bodies and out their loins. Even more ragged breaths escaped them. Gilda pulled her pegasus into a strong hug. The late night and high intensity activity made even sitting difficult. So with Fluttershy still lodged in her bosom, Gilda fell sideways onto the bed. Before she drifted to sleep she her heart was warmed even more by her lovers repeated chants.

“I love you.”