Royal Acquisition

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The clinking and clanking of the elevator threw Fluttershy off, and she had to resist the urge to cover her ears to protect them from the grating noise. It wasn’t even particularly loud, but it droned on for such a long time, and the elevator crept so slowly upward that Fluttershy was nearly dancing with anticipation by the time it finally stopped.

She breathed deeply the moment the metal grate clankingly slid open, blinking in the dim light. Fluttershy stared around at the many candles levitating around through the air on golden candelabras, dancing breathtakingly down the narrow hall. Almost as if they were leading her forward, Fluttershy tiptoed slowly down the hall toward a dim, warm glow. Before long, Fluttershy reached a dead end.

Fluttershy stared at the stone wall in mild confusion, wondering if she should simply turn back and tell the guard that he had possibly sent her in the wrong elevator; however, the moment she turned, a low harsh grinding of stone made her jump. Fluttershy stumbled, whirling around in wide-eyed terror as the wall slowly peeled itself apart to reveal none other than Princess Celestia herself.

“Good evening, Fluttershy,” Celestia smiled kindly down at the terrified pegasus.

“Princess Celestia!” Fluttershy stuttered and sputtered, struggling to prostrate herself before royalty. “Oh, my goodness; oh, my goodness!”

“It’s quite alright, my little pony,” she chortled as she laid a porcelain wing on the pegasus’s shoulder. “I’m sure that you have a lot of questions.”

Fluttershy forced out the lump of fear in her throat as Princess Celestia led her through the secret passageway into her royal chambers, nodding furiously since she couldn’t quite find the courage to speak.

Instead, she gazed around at the princess’s opulent bedroom and took in the sights. Fluttershy didn’t think that she’d ever actually seen where Celestia slept – if she slept at all. There was a pleasantly shined writing desk against one wall, adjacent to the closed windows to the balcony. The walls were much higher than in the small passage, and Fluttershy looked up to see a pair of incredibly lavish crystal and gold chandeliers that glowed with the same warm, dim light. What really caught Fluttershy’s attention, though, was the bed; or rather, what was on it. The enormous four poster bed was decorated with red satin sheets, which were littered with countless rose petals.

“Um… Princess?” Fluttershy began, straining to raise her voice above a whisper. “I-I, well, um… oh. You didn’t have to-to go through the trouble of, um…”

“Ah, but of course I did,” Celestia gave a little smile. “All part of the foreplay.”

Fluttershy’s cheeks burned furiously as it sank in.

“O-Oh, my. Oh, my. Oh, my,” Fluttershy’s breathing picked up pace, and her ears seemed to give off a light of their own from the heat flooding into them. “I-I-I, oh, dear. Oh, my. I thought, um… familiarity… Elements of-of…” she trailed off, shrinking pitifully beneath Celestia’s slightly amused gaze.

“Ah, yes.” Celestia nodded sagely, offering the frightened pegasus a hoof to help her stand properly. “You see, Fluttershy, there is a certain… ritual that must commence, within certain time periods of each year. As the previous Bearer of the Elements of Harmony-”

“You’re in heat?”

Fluttershy clapped her hooves over her mouth in horror at her slipup, terrified that Celestia would reprimand her for blurting it out.

Instead, Celestia only stared at her and eventually let out a little snicker. The princess tried to cover her mouth, but failed to keep her smile a secret.

“Well… yes, actually,” she admitted with a little tinge in her own cheeks, yet somehow managed to look completely regal and unperturbed about it. “And therein lies a problem. You see, Fluttershy, the Elements of Harmony leave a specific imprint on anypony wielding them for too long; and as I am no longer a Bearer, I can no longer… achieve certain objectives without them nearby.”

Fluttershy’s face burned again at the insinuation, her mind racing.

“Oh, my goodness,” Fluttershy breathed shakily, suddenly feeling like dropping again.

“Yes. My goodness,” Celestia tittered. “You can see why I certainly wouldn’t want anypony to know about something so… personal.”

Fluttershy nodded slowly, thinking back to the strange ride.

“I-I think so, Princess… but how-how could I help anypony?”

Celestia slowly drew closer to the pegasus, leaning gradually over her and placing her wings like enormous shields on her sides.

“Oh, you are so naïve that it’s adorable.”

“Um… t-thank you…?”

Fluttershy couldn’t manage to say much more, as she found that Princess Celestia’s lips were blocking her mouth from spouting any more stuttering.

Fluttershy flinched sharply, and likely would have toppled over from the sheer shock were it not for Celestia’s wings gently keeping her upright. She stood stock still with locked joints for what felt like an eternity, struggling to force her mind to keep up with what was happening. Eventually, Fluttershy managed to shake it off long enough to progressively lean back into the kiss. Celestia’s tongue flitted momentarily across her own, just before she drew away.

Fluttershy involuntarily gasped for breath, suddenly feeling light headed. She wasn’t certain if it had been from the shock and surprise of the evening (or was it morning by this point?) or if her limbs had simply been locked in place for too long, but she nearly completely collapsed to the floor the moment that Celestia released her from her loose grasp.

She embarrassedly accepted the princess’s assistance once again, quaveringly clambering onto the enormous bed when Celestia nodded to it.

The silken sheets were surprisingly softer than she expected, and rubbed strangely against her body.

“Um, P-Princess Celestia?” Fluttershy whispered as she lay on her back, feeling both horribly exposed and painfully aware that her face was probably redder than the sheets themselves.

“Yes, Fluttershy?” she asked as she slowly removed her gilded crown, holding it pensively in one hoof for a few seconds.

Fluttershy opened her mouth, but couldn’t quite seem to get the words to come out properly. She shook her head violently, jerking herself back to reality.

“… Um, excuse me, Princess. But, um… is this – well, I mean, is it-”

“Necessary?” Celestia paused as she leaned over her, placing one hoof softly on either side of Fluttershy. “Not at all. You could return home any time you wished, you know.”

Fluttershy opened her mouth, and closed it again before shaking her head.

“O-Oh, no, Princess,” the pegasus whispered. “It-it’s just, um… oh, my goodness, this is so embarrassing.”

Celestia grinned suddenly, placing the golden tiara carefully atop Fluttershy’s head. If anything, this only made her blush even more furiously.

“Very well then,” Celestia nodded seriously as she tried to hide a smirk. “I would never wish to put you in a position where you were embarrassed, my princess.”

Fluttershy thought for a moment, and tugged at one of her wingtips as she wriggled just a few inches away from Celestia.

“I-I, um…” Fluttershy breathed shakily, tremblingly readjusting the crown before taking another deep breath and looking straight into Celestia’s lavender colored eyes. “Oh, my. That-that sounds like a bit of a scary position to be in…”

“Of course, my princess,” Celestia again nodded with a half-serious look. “Which, of course, begs the question of what position her majesty would prefer?”

If Fluttershy didn’t think her face could grow any hotter, she proved herself wrong.

“Oh, my. Oh, my. Oh, my,” she blushed deeply, failing miserably to hide behind her wingtips. “Um… if-if it’s okay with you, Princ- I mean, um… my subject, I-I don’t really have any… preferences…”

Celestia nuzzled gently across her neck, making Fluttershy squeak.

“Hmm. Perhaps I could share some of my own,” Celestia slowly nipped at her as she traveled down her chest, making Fluttershy twitch and bite back a gasp in anticipation with each little nibble. “Would you like that, Princess?”

“O-Oh my oh my oh my oh my oh my!”

“That was a yes or no question, your highness…” Celestia mumbled with a grin as she ever so slowly slid between Fluttershy’s thighs with her tongue.

“Yes!” Fluttershy blurted loudly, fully shaking by this point. “I-I-I, yes! I mean, I would! I-I mean, I’m sorry!”

Fluttershy tearily covered her face with her curtain of pink mane, quivering like a kitten in the rain beneath Celestia’s touch. After a couple of moments, Celestia pulled Fluttershy closer with her wings, hugging her close to her body against her side.

“Sorry?” Celestia nudged her cheek curiously. “Whatever for, Princess?”

“I’m sorry,” Fluttershy pulled at her ears quietly. “I-I’ve never actually… um… you know.”

Celestia ahh’d in understanding, gently nuzzling the frightened pegasus again.

“That’s nothing at all to be sorry for, Fluttershy.” She kissed her again, meeting her eyes. “If I had known-”

“Teach me?”

Celestia blinked at her request, and Fluttershy’s face lit up again. She started to apologize, but instead tapped the crown atop her head lightly with one hoof.

“Y-yes,” Fluttershy insisted. “Um, as-as your princess, I-I command you to teach me about… it. Um, if that’s okay with you, I mean.”

Celestia’s smile only widened.

“Of course, Princess Fluttershy.”

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