Scotch on the Rocks

The world was a groggy haze when I woke up the next morning. My neck hurt from sleeping with my head leaned up against the arm of the couch, but the rest of me felt great. I hadn’t slept that well in ages. Once the blurriness started going away, I could see that Scotch was awake too, and staring down at me with a worried look on his face. I figured he was just worried that he was the cause of waking me up and interrupting my sleep.

“Morning, Scotch,” I said with a grin. “Let me tell ya, last night was so freaking awesome!

“I’m glad to hear that, Blitzy. You were great too, but um, there’s something I wanted to say about that.” His frown grew even more worried.

“Yeah…sure?” I said hesitantly, trying to figure out exactly what the problem was. Thoughts began racing through my mind as he worked up the courage to force out his words. Did he actually not wanna buck me? Was it just the alcohol? …Did I really take advantage of him? I’m such a dick…

“Well, I, um, just wanted to make sure of something…”

“Yes?” I asked, nodding my head anxiously.

“When you said that you wanted to be my, well, my coltfriend last night…did you really mean it? Or were you just saying that because you wanted to have sex with me?”

I opened my mouth but paused a moment. Reality had finally struck. The night before did actually happen, and it was no dream. He was a colt, and that was definitely more than strange for me; but did gender and other ponies’ opinions really matter? Just lying there with him, just waking up to his cute face, just hearing his sweet voice made my heart pound and made me feel happy. What we did was definitely more than just two friends having some fun. I wanted to be with him, no matter what the cost or what ponies thought of us.

“I meant it, Scotch. I really did. I wanna have a real relationship with you…I just, it’ll take some easing into. Let’s just keep it between us for now, alright? Maybe once I get a feel for it, I’ll be ready to take it out in public.”

A soft smile appeared on Butterscotch’s face, which slowly transformed into a wider smile, and then a grin. His eyes sparkled with joy and excitement. “Oh, Blitzy!” he cried out, wrapping his hooves tightly around me as he nuzzled my chest. “You don’t know how happy this makes me.” His voice was muffled by my fur. “I just…I just…I just can’t believe you actually want this. Oh, I’ve wanted this for so long. I’d always thought this’d just be a dream…” He suddenly grew completely silent.

“Hey, I’m pretty happy about this too. I mean, I totally didn’t realize how much I really liked you until last night…but I really do. This is gonna be kinda weird, but I’m excited to make it work,” I said to both break the silence, and because I couldn’t help but let out my true feelings.

He pulled away, tears streaming down his face. “Hey, it’s alright,” I said softly, stroking a hoof against his ear. These definitely weren’t tears of joy, I could tell. “What’s up? What’s going on?”

I flinched as his hoof made contact with my cheek. It was meant to be a slap, but didn’t hurt, of course. It definitely surprised me though. “What the hay, Scotch?” I asked, raising my voice slightly, and shaking my head with confusion.

“I just can’t believe you liked me all this time, but just didn’t ‘realize’ it! I’ve been trying and trying for years to get you to maybe, just maybe have feelings for me, and have even been so close to giving up on you…and everything else! Why couldn’t you have just figured this out sooner?”

I opened my mouth to defend myself, but paused, not exactly sure what to say. “Look, Scotch, I was just scared. Yes, I Rainbow Blitz, was scared, and still am. It’s because so many ponies would call what we’ve got going now weird and disgusting and wrong…I just couldn’t accept that. I didn’t want to be an outsider. All those years in Flight School where I was made fun of and hurt, I just didn’t want it any worse than what I already had. Then after that, when ponies finally started to like me and know my name, I was too afraid to go back to what it was like in Flight School. You know how much I hated it. You’re totally awesome though, and I guess…I guess I’m willing to sacrifice that sort of stuff for you.”

He sniffled and his eyes widened. “Wow…that was very, very sweet. I just…you really mean that too, don’t you?”

I smiled. “Yeah, of course I do.”

“Well, Blitzy, I’ll forgive you under one condition.”

Butterscotch making deals instead of just accepting whatever there was to offer? At that moment, I knew the relationship was definitely going to be an interesting one. I was starting to see a side of Scotch I’d rarely ever seen, and I was sure I’d be seeing a lot more of it too. “Alright, what?”

“Well, um, you got to buck me last night…but, I sort of, am interested in bucking you. If you let me…”

“Whoa, whoa, what?” I asked in surprise, my body tensing at the thought. “You…wanna stick your dick…in my plot?”

He nodded his head softly, but confidently. “Yes.”

“I…I…uh…” I mumbled out, shaking my head.

“Oh, please, it’ll make me so happy! Who knows, you might like it too.”

“Um…well…uh…” I wasn’t sure, it just seemed so painful when I was doing it to Scotch. Was the pain worth the pleasure? I was curious, but that wasn’t the main reason why we were doing this. It was for Scotch, and after what I’d did to him, after all those years, he deserved it. I really did like him, and was willing to give him what he wanted, especially if it made him happy. That sounds totally cheesy, but it was the truth. “Uh…a-alright,” I said with a nod and a gulp.