His Little Pet

Twilight Sparkle's Field Notes on Romance and Sexuality - Volume 7

Twilight asked me to write what I experienced here so that she could, "Analyze the data," on her own time. I feel uncomfortable doing this but Twilight was quite insistent. I should start with who I am.

My name is Fluttershy and I am a yellow pegasus pony with pink hair. I live in Ponyville and I am the local veterinarian and animal expert. I first met Twilight Sparkle and Spike during the Nightmare Moon incident and we became fast friends.

Twilight is nice but, well, the first time I saw them Spike stole the show. He was just so cute! I have always been fascinated by dragons but I'm also, quite logically, terrified of them. Everypony else thinks that it's just me being scared of everything and I'll admit that I do have a tendency to jump at silly things but I know just how much damage a dragon can do. A few years back big green, the dragon that lives in the Everfree, burned a huge portion of the northern Everfree while fighting a particularly old hydra that had awoken from what I can only guess was a very deep slumber.

I shouldn't waste too much space though. I'll start at what I think is the beginning. After I came back from the mission to take care of that particularly rude dragon I found that Spike had done a very good job of keeping everything together. Of course I wanted to give him a little something for his time but he said that that is what friends do for one another.

I, however, felt like I owed the little guy something so when the opportunity arose I invited him over for tea. You see, when I found that one of the ferrets under my charge had been gathering shiny objects I found a little topaz crystal in the pile and since I didn't want it I figured I could give it to Spike, "Because that's what friends do."

So, when he stopped by to say hi while coming back from Zecora's I invited him in for tea and placed the topaz on the saucer. When he asked about it I said that it was just something I found and that I figured it might taste nice.

I distinctly remember him smiling up at me and saying, "Why, Fluttershy, you shouldn't have!" And of course my face lights up like a furnace and I'm quick to splutter out my assurances that, no, I didn't mean it like that. He then gives me this mischievous smile and comes around the table, gives me a kiss on the cheek, and says that he likes his gift. Of course that just sets me off further apologizing and going on about how I would never insinuate such a thing and how it's not that he isn't a handsome dragon, because he is, but I'm not good with romance; he lets me go on and on with this mischievous grin until I realize he's teasing me and I finally fall silent.

From there things were a little more subtle but looking back on them I see how obvious they were. Every time we were together he would make a point to touch me in some way. Usually just a brush on the shoulder as he passed though; occasionally he would touch my face or - I blush just thinking about it - tail. At first I was skittish, jumping every time I was touched but just like with Rainbow Dash and the spa twins I got used to it and I even started to expect it.

I should have realized that I was starting to think of Spike as more than a friend when we had a picnic and I was disappointed that he did not come into contact with me the entire time.

Twilight says that it was obvious after the duel excitements of the Young Fliers Competition followed by my attempt to foalsit Applebloom, Sweetie Bell, and Scootaloo that I was in a prime position to be approached with the idea of a romantic attachment to Spike.

I can attest that they put the final phase of their plan into action the night after I helped Twilight become un-stoned.

It was late, perhaps eleven o'clock, and I was making sure that all the daytime critters were asleep and all the nocturnal animals were well fed or already out and about when I heard it.

At first I thought it was the wind but that night was quite calm and sound could travel quite far. The second time the noise came I recognized it as the moan of an animal in pain. I rushed out of my house and towards where I had heard the sound. I didn't find what I expected.

As I burst out of the tall grass near the forest I found a small clearing of neatly clipped grass around a large oak tree and in that clearing there indeed was an animal in pain. Just not the pain that I could treat. Against the tree Twilight was standing on her back legs with her forelegs tied around the tree so that it looked as if she were hugging it. Standing about ten steps away was cute little Spike wielding a bull whip, lashing the long leather cord back and fourth.

I had never even heard of bondage before that night, so when Spike struck out with the whip I did what I always do when somepony tries to hurt an animal. I zipped over and tried to buck the whip right out of his hand.

Unfortunately, I don't have the same bucking experience that Applejack does, so my aim was a little off. What would have been a bruise on the wrist from one or both of my back hooves grazing his hands turned into a full force double hooved boot straight to his dragon face.

Being the tiny thing that he is Spike went flying. Twilight, had she known what was going on, probably would have screamed. Fortunately for all three of us she was blindfolded and I had been so quiet that the only thing she heard was Spike's body hitting the ground. "Spike?" She asked, "Are you ok?"

"Yes, Pet." Spikes voice came out of the tall grass, "Though it seems Fluttershy has chosen to join us." My eyes widened when he stepped out of the grass. His left eye was bloodshot and his nose bled like a fountain. He spit blood into the dirt at his feet and probed at his teeth with his tongue.

"Oh?" Twilight seemed surprised, "Are you there Fluttershy?"

I couldn't speak as I stared into Spike's eyes, his eyebrows raised as if to say, 'was that really necessary?'

"Fluttershy? Are you going to answer her?"

"Y-y-y-y-yes Twilight." I stammered out, "I'm here... Are you... Are you ok?"

"Fine, fine, just... Hanging around."

"Oh, um... Well... I just-"

"She thinks I was hurting you Twilight." Spike supplied for me.

Twilight seemed to grasp the situation, "Oh, no! No Fluttershy he's not hurting me... At least, not in any way I don't want."

I finally looked over at Twilight, noting the lines of red that showed through her fur. But my eyes were drawn lower, to her moist flower. I think it clicked for me then. She was enjoying this. While I stared at her mare bits, watching as her clitoris winked in and out like an obscene star twinkling in the sky Spike walked slowly up to me and reached down. When I looked back at him he had the whip in his hand and was pulling the leather into neat loops held in his left hand.

"I think that we should call it a night, Pet."

Twilight's voice seemed disappointed, "Yes, *mumble,*" And she used her magic to untie herself from the tree, remove the blindfold, and look over at us for the first time. "Spike! What happened?" Twilight rushed over to examine Spike's battered face.

I stood statue still as Twilight summoned a cloth and wiped at Spike's face while he protested that he was fine and that nothing was badly damaged but she still insisted that he ride her home. Eventually they said that they had to leave. I nodded dumbly and watched as they walked away, Twilight's swishing tail giving the occasional glimpse of her still wet flower.

I had a lot to think about when I got home that night.

When next we met none of us broached the subject of that night. In fact Twilight and Spike made no indication or even remembering that I was there, though I noticed that Spike didn't touch me that day either. Twilight says that she knew that they already had me and well, they did, or if they didn't they at least had my full attention.

For nights after the incident my dreams were plagued with whips that caused pleasure instead of pain and hooded violet eyes. I awoke in a sweat, feeling something I had thought I would only have to deal with during mating season. Oh, yes, they had my full and undivided attention.

Which is why, when nearly a week after that first incident, around the same time, I heard a similar moan on the breeze I knew exactly what I would find in that clearing.

I took my time getting there. Obviously too much time because when I finally pushed some of the long grass aside they were already done. Spike had his back to the tree and Twilight was sprawled on the ground in front of him, panting into the dirt. I stared as their bodies came down from what must have been a workout. After a minute Spike pushed himself off the tree and trailed his claws lightly up Twilight's back and into her mane. She gave a groan of contentment and I couldn't help but wonder what it would feel like to be touched that way.

He held her head against his chest and petted her mane for several minutes before finally saying, "We can't have you catching a cold, Pet, so why don't you go home and warm up your bed. If you have it nice and toasty when I get there we can sleep together tonight."

Twilight looked up into his eyes with a look so filled with love and adoration that I felt my heart soar in empathy. I wanted to be on the receiving end of such a look... Or perhaps be the one giving that look. I still don't know. "You get a two minute head start." Spike said, "Starting now." Twilight didn't dash off but she pulled off a good speed for just having finished coupling.

The moment she left I knew I was caught. I had read enough mystery novels to know how this ended. "You can come out now, Fluttershy." I didn't squeak in surprise and I even managed to not creep into the meadow like a filly who had just eaten all the ice cream, but that was the extent of my courage.

His next question caught me off guard though.

"What do you know about love, Fluttershy?"

I was silent for a moment, "Not much, I guess."

"Twilight loves me." He paused, "She loves me with all her heart." Another pause, then, almost sadly, "She has ever since she was a filly." This last pause stretched on and on before finally, "With a love like that I don't think anything can come between us, not a fight, not duty, not another mare, nothing."

I hung my head. Was he saying what I think he was saying?

"But," He continued, "That doesn't mean that there isn't room for somepony else in our little family. Somepony hard working. Somepony who loves her friends. Somepony who is afraid."

The pause seemed to last an eternity.

"Afraid of being hurt, of being alone."

"Afraid of hurting others."

"Afraid of the big wide world."

Tears formed in my eyes. I was afraid.

"And perhaps most of all, afraid of herself."

When had he gotten so close?

My head was lifted in gentle claws.

"You don't have to be afraid of me."

He didn't kiss me then. No, he hugged me close.

I cried into his shoulder that night. I cried for all the things I couldn't do. I had never taken a chance with dating anypony. I had never told Rainbow Dash that I thought her other friends were jerks back in flight school. I had never been able to go into the Everfree without at least two other ponies there to help me. I cried for lost opportunities. But I didn't cry because I was afraid. I felt safe for the first time since I left home to live in my little hut.

I didn't go home with Spike that night, nor the night after. Instead he offered to walk me home and I accepted. He stayed right on the doorstep until I closed the door to go to bed and I watched him take the path home.

That was two nights ago and here I am, in the library, for a "sleepover." I'm nervous, anxious, and a little bit excited. Right after I finish here Twilight is going to take me up to the bathroom to 'freshen me up' and then... I can't write it down. So, funny little book, wish me luck!