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“I don’t think that this is such a good idea…”

“Oh, don’t be such a worrywart,” Pinkie Pie smiled and patted Rainbow Dash on the back. “Fluttershy knows what she’s doing.”

“I’ll take your word for it,” Dash frowned.

They stood on the doorstep to Fluttershy’s cottage, and Rainbow Dash was growing more and more nervous as each moment passed. Dash shifted her wings on her sides tiredly, silently stretching a little.

After a few more seconds of silence, Pinkie Pie scowled and banged on the door again.

“Dang it, Fluttershy!” Pinkie said in agitation. “Come on, hurry up! I know you’re home, AJ already told me!”

Silence greeted them, and Rainbow Dash was secretly glad for it. Frankly, at this time in the evening, all she really wanted to do was take a nap. Especially after how much she had been ‘working out’ for the day.

“Come on out, Fluttershy!” Pinkie slammed her hoof into the door over and over again, the banging filling the air. “Move your flank, we need your help with something!”

“Maybe she’s not home, Pinkie Pie,” Dash suggested while stifling a yawn, only for Pinkie to flare her nostrils and hit the door harder.

“For Celestia’s sake,” Pinkie shouted between slams. “Will – you – open – the – mother – bucking – door – before – I – kick you – in – the – meathole!”

“What are you doing?”

Rainbow Dash and Pinkie Pie nearly leapt out of their skins, whirling on the spot to find Fluttershy holding a basket of freshly picked vegetables from her small garden.

“Fluttershy!” Pinkie squealed, throwing her forehooves over her into a hug. “You’re home!”

The surprised pegasus attempted to peel the overexcited mare from her shoulders, and said friendlily “Yes, Pinkie. As per usual. Um, is there something that I can, um, help you with?”

“No, not-not really…” Rainbow Dash shuffled awkwardly, cringing a bit in a surprisingly Fluttershy-esque manner.

“Of course there is!” Pinkie grinned manically. “I need you to assfuck Dashie until she spurts in every color of the rainbow.”

There was a silence so heavy and thick that Dash felt positive she could have cut it with a knife. Fluttershy turned a vibrant shade of pink, her eyes widening a little.

“I-I-I, oh, um. Um. Oh. Oh my,” Fluttershy finally managed to splutter eventually, a burning color flooding her cheeks.

“Subtle, Pinkie,” Rainbow Dash seethed, feeling more than a shred of empathy for the embarrassed pegasus. Speaking up a little, she nodded to Fluttershy. “Ignore that, Flutters. I’m just having –”

“Why didn’t you say so before?” Fluttershy asked breathily, a smile tugging at her lips.

“Wait, what?”

Dash blinked at the unexpected reply, although Pinkie seemed… thoroughly unsurprised, oddly enough.

“Oh, my goodness,” Fluttershy blurted with an almost ephemeral voice. “This is awfully sudden, but I-I’m ready if you are.”

“See?” Pinkie clapped the perturbed Rainbow Dash on the back heartily, nearly making her stumble. “Told you. Dashie’s got a weird kind of problem,” she explained as Fluttershy welcomed them into her cottage far more excitedly than Rainbow Dash would have expected her to.

“Oh, don’t worry,” Fluttershy hummed eagerly, her butter colored wings relaxing and flexing at odd intervals. “Everypony has a particular tick, I’m sure it’s nothing I haven’t seen before –”

“Oh, that’s not it,” Pinkie shook her head with a grin as Fluttershy led Dash through her warmly lit living room. “See, Rainbow Dash –”

“I’ve got it covered, Pinkie Pie,” Dash said grumpily, another blush creeping onto her features.

“ – can’t cum!” Pinkie finished seriously, prompting another stare from Fluttershy.

“… Seriously?” Fluttershy looked at her with a slight tilt. “… As-as in… all day?”

“Ever,” Pinkie said in a hushed tone.

“… Oh, my goodness,” Fluttershy’s eyes widened a little, and she blinked. “That sounds… oh, my. That sounds just plain terrible,” she carefully placed the basket of vegetables on the living room table, turning all her attention to the flustered Rainbow Dash.

“It’s-it’s not really that big of a deal,” Dash rubbed the back of her neck in humiliation, turning away from her friend.

“I can’t imagine what you must be going through,” Fluttershy patted her on the head soothingly. “You poor, poor thing…”

If Rainbow Dash had been paying attention, she might have noticed a strange, knowing glance shared between Pinkie Pie and Fluttershy. However, so great was her embarrassment over even Fluttershy knowing about her ‘condition’ that she didn’t notice it.

“You know,” Pinkie said suddenly. “I’m kinda pooped. What do you say I go grab a bite to eat, while you and Dashie… work out the kinks?” she asked slyly.

“Oh, I think Rainbow Dash would appreciate, um… privacy while I try to help solve her problem. Wouldn’t you, Rainbow Dash?” Fluttershy asked politely, but Dash only shrugged.

“Whelp,” Pinkie Pie stated a little bit too loudly, stretching her hooves behind her back. “I’m gonna hit the road. I’ll bring back donut holes!”

“Um, that’s okay, Pinkie,” Fluttershy continued rubbing Dash over the head, the tip of her hoof skimming just over her scalp. “I already have dinner planned out, but –”

She didn’t get the chance to finish, as Pinkie Pie was already out the door. Fluttershy shook her head slowly, her hoof still massaging slowly over Dash’s head.

“… Flutters, you – I mean, you know that-that you don’t have to –” Rainbow Dash started, only for Fluttershy to hush her by slipping a hoof over her mouth.

“Shh, shh shh shh,” Fluttershy whispered in a sultry hum, leaning and tilting Rainbow Dash toward the sofa until she sat obediently. “Don’t you worry about a thing. Just follow my lead,” she insisted gently. “Um, I mean, if that’s okay with you.”

Fluttershy’s hoof stayed over her mouth for a moment longer, until she pushed Rainbow Dash far enough back on the sofa that she was sitting with her back against it and her back legs hanging down awkwardly.

For a moment, Dash wondered how Lyra managed to sit in such an uncomfortable position, but was quickly distracted when Fluttershy’s hoof slowly and softly began sliding back and forth over her lips, brushing kindly against her cheek.

“Well?” Fluttershy asked finally, the seemingly shell shocked pegasus simply gawking back at her. “Are you just going to sit there?”

Dash flinched from her hard stare, but Fluttershy’s gaze softened even before Dash began tentatively licking Fluttershy’s hoof.

“O-oh, my,” Fluttershy breathed as Rainbow Dash let her tongue roll over the top of Fluttershy’s hoof, hot, wet drool dripping gradually over it. “Rainbow Dash, I-I haven’t even washed up yet. That’s so dirty,” she teased, not stopping for a moment.

Dash flushed again from her words, a little put off. However, Fluttershy, emboldened by Rainbow Dash’s prompt licking, pressed forward against Dash and placed her hooves over the base of her wings. She leaned in and delicately touched Rainbow Dash’s quivering lips against her own, tenderly kissing and pulling at her.

For the longest time, Dash honestly felt too afraid to move too quickly – not afraid for herself, of course. From Fluttershy’s every movement, her every word, the hushed tones she spoke in, the hesitant and timid but equally passionate kisses; it made Rainbow Dash feel that if she moved too swiftly, or even spoke too loudly, it would harm her friend.

To Rainbow Dash, Fluttershy was more than somepony that she had looked out for on numerous occasions; she was her longtime friend. She had even known Fluttershy since flight school, when she was just a little filly.

And to see her now, shyly blushing and moaning in bashful lust against her gave rise to several conflicting emotions that she didn’t even know she had previously. Dash felt almost as if Fluttershy wasn’t meant for such closeness; as if holding her even a little too tightly would break her. It took absolutely everything that she had to refrain from clutching back, for fear of hurting the fragile mare.

“Fluttershy,” Dash tried to stutter, only to be cut off by Fluttershy’s tongue. She started to break away, but instead inclined forward a little and leaned into the kiss, tenderly skimming her hooves over Fluttershy’s waist. She began to lose track of precisely why she was trying to avoid this, the heat and tension in her chest rising along with her need.

Eventually, Fluttershy carefully pulled away from her, and Dash could feel the base of her wings throbbing painfully from where Fluttershy’s hooves had been. She drew backwards slowly, a thin sliver of glinting saliva linking the pair of pegasi perversely.

Fluttershy allowed her hoof to skid down Dash’s sapphire chest, slinking shakily toward her crotch.

“I-I can’t wait any longer,” Fluttershy exhaled heavily, the fiery tinge in her cheeks almost bright enough to serve as another light. For all that Dash tried to convince herself that Fluttershy really was made of tougher stuff than she had assumed, she still could not shake the feeling that Fluttershy was being too delicate… but then again, she still wasn’t stopping. “So let’s see if we can… solve your problem, Dashie. Maybe some, um… muscular exercises.”

She grinned, and Dash soon found that she couldn’t help but smile when she saw the upturned look on Fluttershy’s face. It was nearly infectious, the airy, playful beginning of a giggle on her tongue. Fluttershy’s hooves roamed unsteadily over Rainbow Dash’s lithe, athletic figure, rustling over her stomach. Dash shivered in anticipation, grabbing the very tips of both of her wings and holding them tightly.

“You’ve got to loosen up a little, Rainbow Dash,” Fluttershy said with an uneven voice as she slowly began to spread the pegasus, her warm breath delighting her as it landed on her exposed flesh.

“… Oh, my,” she added after a couple of seconds, a titter escaping her lips. “It looks like you’ve already used this quite a lot today…”

Dash blushed in sudden self-consciousness and tensed beneath her touch, the base of her spine tingling awkwardly from the sitting position. However, from the way she sat, she was able to get a perfectly clear view of Fluttershy as she zealously spread her lips a little wider. Fluttershy’s trembling tongue ever so slowly reached out again, this time parting her with ease.

Rainbow Dash moaned ecstatically and arched her back a little tighter, Fluttershy’s quavering tongue darting up and down in a strange pattern inside her.

Fluttershy’s wet pants began to pick up strength and speed, and she tilted Rainbow Dash back.

“Here,” Fluttershy mumbled, almost too quietly to hear. “Lie on your back for me… um, please?”

Dash silently nodded, swallowing hard as she tried to keep her own breathing under control. She hadn’t realized until that very moment just how badly her legs were shaking, and she cautiously slid on the sofa until she was straight on her back. Fluttershy helped her along, lifting her legs higher and higher until they were nearly dangling over her head.

“Oh, my. Oh, my. Oh, my,” Fluttershy breathed in excitement, her hooves vibrating and jittering hard enough to make Rainbow Dash consider asking her to take a couple of minutes.

“Like… like this?” Dash asked, stretching her legs a little further apart for her.

Fluttershy’s cheeks brightened, and her smile grew a bit wider. She nodded wordlessly, and she was nearly on the verge of hyperventilation before she finally managed to get a small grip on herself. With a little shake, she used her hooves to caress and knead Dash’s clit, her face coming closer and closer to it simultaneously. The scent of her juices only served to thrill her more.

“Oh, my goodness,” Fluttershy said quietly. “I don’t know what Pinkie Pie was thinking; you’re positively dripping, Rainbow Dash.”

“Y-yeah,” she responded automatically, turning her head from the awkwardness. Seeing that she was clearly embarrassed, Fluttershy grinned and leaned over her.

“It’s okay,” she whispered. “I am, too.”

She positioned herself over Rainbow Dash, showing her that it was the truth. The sight of Fluttershy’s glistening, wet vertical smile made her grin back at it, and she began licking the coy pegasus starting from her clit and licking her way up.

Fluttershy moaned with pleasure, her sigh sounding much louder than it really was. Rainbow Dash’s tongue jolted across her slit, making her shudder precipitously atop her. Once more, Fluttershy inched her way between Dash’s legs…

Except this time, she used Dash’s legs as leverage atop her and spread her as far as she could, using her hooves to expose her completely.

Without giving pause, the tip of Fluttershy’s tongue darted directly into Dash’s anus.

Rainbow Dash squirmed and squeaked in surprise, her own tongue bolting a little deeper inside Fluttershy’s sweet crevice. Fluttershy’s tongue felt nearly boiling from the heat, and Dash carved out her initials inside her damp cave. As the trembling pegasus atop her squealed with delight over her, Fluttershy came hard against Rainbow Dash.

She withdrew from Dash with heavy breathing, sweat along her sides making it feel even hotter. Fluttershy flexed Dash’s lower hole a tad more enthusiastically, and eventually made her way off of her. She stroked and kissed the sweet nectar from Dash’s chin and cheeks when she did so, and Dash embraced her tenderly.

“Still not yet, hmm?” Fluttershy bustled with newfound energy, and Dash silently shook her head. Thinking quickly, Fluttershy gave a shrewd smirk and reached for the basket of picked vegetables.

“… Uh, Fluttershy?” Rainbow Dash asked at last as the pegasus turned away from her. “What do – oh. Oh.”

Fluttershy grinned silently, the shaved carrot between her teeth dangling perilously from her mouth.

“We’we gowwa stweff ‘dat howe,” Fluttershy tried to say. “If juff not faiw if owwy I ge’ ooh cum, wigh’?”

“What?”

Fluttershy responded by snickering and placing the opposite end of the carrot over her anus, the cool end meeting her ridges.

“Easy, easy!” Rainbow Dash stiffened up, but Fluttershy didn’t simply stuff it in as she expected her to. Instead, Fluttershy left one end of the carrot perched tantalizingly on her vent, and allowed the rest of it to slide effortlessly into her mouth.

Dash was still for a couple of seconds, but gradually picked up speed with Fluttershy’s slow maneuvers. The heat blooming inside her was nearly unbearable, and Dash bit her wingtips in bliss and desire.

Slowly, slowly, the carrot coated with Fluttershy’s drool pushed a tiny bit deeper into her. Dash heard Fluttershy begin to gag a couple of times, struggling for air. She tried to stop Fluttershy from pushing herself too far, but the pegasus only pushed her hooves back to her sides, continuing to tongue the carrot into her further… and further…

Rainbow Dash cried out, arching her back as far as she could when the carrot reached completely into her back passage. She pushed her hips high into the air, gripping the sofa cushions and panting deeply. When she did so, she could feel the carrot sluggishly slipping out of her.

“There we go,” Fluttershy softly pushed the carrot back inside of her with the tip of her hoof. Dash moaned again, teetering on the edge. She could feel it, she was so close! It was driving her completely mental just how near she was to her goal, how badly she wanted it, but it didn’t seem to be any closer at all.

“A-another,” Dash gasped at last. “I-I can feel it, Flutters; I’m almost there, I-I’m so close, I’m so close!”

“I’m getting there, too,” Fluttershy puffed, caringly tucking another carrot end into her fur purse. “So-so let’s do it together, okay?”

Dash could only nod as Fluttershy positioned the carrot over her other slit, connecting the two of them once more. Fluttershy’s voice outmatched even Dash’s when she slid down the orange rod, the thick carrot pumping into both of them at the same time.

Rainbow Dash screamed in pleasure, her insistence for more urging Fluttershy to thrust faster and faster, their continued lusty moans making even the air throb as they locked lips again.

"Oh my, oh my oh my oh my oh my oh my!"

Fluttershy’s steamy liquids streamed over Dash without warning, and Fluttershy shrieked and curved her spine directly upwards. The motion caused the carrot inside the two of them to judder viciously, and the ginger stick in Dash’s anus twisted out stickily.

Fluttershy erratically flopped atop Rainbow Dash, her face meeting the sofa from exhaustion. Although muffled, she still managed to find the strength to lift her head a little and meet Dash’s magenta eyes.

“That-that w-was amazing,” she grinned down at her, nuzzling her neck. “Oh, Dashie. I don’t think I’ve ever c-come that hard before.”

“Yeah,” Dash responded scratchily, her own need still unfulfilled. “I wish I could say the same.”

Fluttershy blinked, as if suddenly remembering herself. Ashamed, she bit her lip guiltily.

“Oh, my goodness,” Fluttershy sputtered. “I-I’m so sorry, I didn’t even – I, I mean – if you aren’t –”

“It’s okay, Flutters.” Dash sat up slowly, but shakily. The upset pegasus beside her fretfully tugged at her own mane, distraught. “I haven’t been able to get off for this long; to tell you the truth, I didn’t really think that anypony could help me, anyway.”

“You… you didn’t have any faith in me at-at all…?” Fluttershy asked softly, hurt.

Dash recoiled, and said “It’s not like that. Not at all,” before pulling her into a fond hug. “I’m just… used to never being fulfilled, that’s all I mean. You were great, Fluttershy; that really was amazing for me, too.”

She smiled kindly at her friend, but the beam began to fade when she saw the translucent tears gliding down Fluttershy’s cheeks.

“I-I’m sorry, Rainbow Dash,” Fluttershy hid her face in her hooves. “I’m s-sorry that I-I wasn’t good enough.”

Dash choked, miserably pulling Fluttershy even closer to her and wrapping her wings around her warmly.

“Hey. Hey, hey, hey,” she whispered into her ear, rocking her comfortingly. “You were awesome. At least twenty percent more than Twilight said you’d be.”

Fluttershy froze in abject horror, looking up to reveal that her eyes were blotchy.

“What?” she stuttered. “Twilight? She… she told you?”

“No, not… exactly,” Dash continued cautiously. “Told me… what? You mean, about the ‘stimulation’ thing?”

Fluttershy stared at the mare that held her for a long time, uncomfortably fidgeting and not saying a single word.

She gulped eventually, and said “Dash… I-I wanted Twilight to, um…”

“You don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to,” Dash hugged her again gently, letting Fluttershy rest her chin on her shoulder.

“I wanted to be ready for you,” Fluttershy sobbed, unable to support herself any longer. Rainbow Dash was on the verge of a comforting reply before it finally sank in.

The information hit Rainbow Dash harder than a ton of bricks.

Oh.

Oh.

“Ffffffffffffffffffffffffuck.”

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Author's Note

Coincidentally, Angel decided to skip dinner that night.