Even in her own mind, Fluttershy couldn't explain her thoughts regarding the elusive Discord. She hated him, she loved him, he drove her crazy, he drove her wild. It was most especially complicated that even through the insanity he put her through, she couldn't picture life without him.
But Fluttershy knew that things are not supposed to be complicated, most especially when that thing lives in your home and cooks you breakfast to make up for his nastiness the day before.
The last straw was very silly. His prank was turning her walls invisible, so not only did Fluttershy continually bump into walls, she was also living in a fishbowl for all to see. Discord sat languidly on the couch drinking chocolate milk and laughing as he saw Fluttershy struggle to get around the house, and anyone who saw from outside was laughing at her too.
The next morning at breakfast, there he was, cooking her pancakes with blueberries and fennel, her favorite. Fluttershy sat down at the table stoically, internalizing her thoughts.
Nothing should be so complicated! Her thoughts screamed.
Don't you love him?
Doesn't he make you happy?
…Then… why are you crying?
"Fluttershy?" asked Discord. He turned around, wearing his frilly pink apron he always wore to cook. "Are you... are you crying?"
Fluttershy looked up, her dark teal eyes rimmed with salty tears. Discord's face fell as he hurried to her side while throwing his apron to the floor, taking her hands and looking into her eyes, as if nothing were more important.
"I'm sorry," Fluttershy squeaked through her tears. "I'm just... sad!" she exclaimed, ever the innocent Fluttershy.
Discord touched her silky pink hair, pushing it away from her face as he cooed gently. "You're not upset with me, are you?"
She sniffled, thinking of how to word her response without hurting his feelings. "No," she croaked. "I'm upset that I'm upset with you!”
Discord drew back slightly, looking at Fluttershy with a puzzled expression. "What do you mean?" he whispered. His hand found his way to her rosy cheek, his thumb gently moving as if to calm himself.
Fluttershy placed her own small, graceful hand on top of his, looking down at the single tear that had shaken loose off her jaw, the trail of salt irritating her flesh. "I'm sorry," she said simply.
Discord removed his hand slowly, leaving Fluttershy to drop her limp hand in her lap, her eyes looking up at him in that pouty way she did by nature.
"I can... Oh, this is going to sound so very cliche, Fluttershy, but I can... change. If you'll please let me, I can change."
Fluttershy sniffled, trying not to release the sobs that were caged in her chest. "I don't want you to change," she murmured, shaking her head slowly.
"Then what do you want?" he asked, not unkindly.
She kept shaking her head, unsure of the answer herself. "It's complicated. I want... I want you. And I don't want you. I want simplicity… and I want abnormal."
Discord gave a wan smile, reaching for her delicate hand and kissing it lightly with his eyes shut, making Fluttershy's heart soar, her stomach overzealous with butterflies. She pulled her hand from his grip, hating how desperately she wanted him and only him in that moment.
Do something chaotic! Do something I'll hate and complain the whole night through! Do something that will make me… fall out of love.
“Don't you still love me?" he whispered, and what got to her was his tone. It was not that of a desperate last attempt at affection. It was the tone of confidence and assurance. The tone of… Discord.
"Please don't," Fluttershy murmured, her eyes closed, her body physically in pain at how conflicted she was.
He gave a slight chuckle. ”I only behave badly to get you to this exact place," he whispered, taking her hand again and kissing the dainty fingertips. "To draw you to the edge of the world and at the last second make you mine again."
Fluttershy was having trouble breathing as he whispered against her skin. He looked up at her beneath his lashes, his blood red eyes positively overwhelming her. She wanted to shoot from her seat, shoot from the room, shoot straight from Equestria. But she was absolutely frozen beneath his touch, in the best possible way.
"This is what I live for," he continued. "You think playing those juvenile tricks on you is my outlet for chaos? Fluttershy, Fluttershy, Fluttershy..."
He was sighing her name like it was a synonym for euphoria. She trembled and looked into her lap with shame, knowing full well that he felt her quivering, felt how positively weak he made her.
"This is chaos," he said, kissing the top of her hand, kissing up her arm, kissing her forehead, her cheek, the corner of her mouth, repeating 'this is chaos' until Fluttershy was kissing his lips and wishing never to retreat from him.
And then he broke the kiss abruptly, staring into her teal eyes with a whole new expression. "Tell me you still love me, Fluttershy."
She faltered for a moment, but managed to reply, "I love you."
He then began kissing up her neck, her jaw, just under her ear. "Tell me you surrender to me."
Fluttershy's eyes were closed, her legs pressed tight together. "I surrender to you," she said with a moan.
Discord's tongue flicked at her earlobe playfully. "That's my good little girl," he cooed into her ear. She was swimming so ardently with pleasure she would have admitted to anything, and even so, it gave her great pleasure to be told she was his good girl.
"I'll always be your good little girl," she moaned with a breath. Discord drew back, his eyes piercing with fiery desire at being acknowledged in more than what he told her. She was no longer playing a puppet.
He leaned in close to her ear, his voice rumbling all through her. “We’ll see about that.”
Fluttershy’s eyes grew big and frightened as he rose from his chair with a cruel expression on his face, an expression Fluttershy knew well, and yet never knew what to expect.
Discord began undoing his trousers, which made Fluttershy look nervous, but her eyes were now filled with excitement. Fluttershy timidly sat, as Discord got stark naked in front of her.
“Remove your shirt,” he demanded. Fluttershy was still a little meek in the act of removing her shirt, her perfect tits bouncing slightly as she did so. Discord gave a delicious smile, but stood back, placing his hands on his hips.
“Get on your knees,” he demanded. Fluttershy noticed how big Discord’s throbbing cock was, especially now when realizing it would soon be shoved down her throat.
Discord raised an eyebrow as he looked down at his good little girl, and she took this as the sign to take his member into her waiting mouth.
Discord gave a long moan at the first touch. “Ah, yes,” he said. “That’s a very good girl.”
She placed a hand on the base for support, and then the other hand, leaning forward and sucking his cock with purpose. She swiveled her tongue in a circle around the head, before running her tongue along the bottom of his cock again and again.
“Your only purpose at this moment, dear Fluttershy, is servicing this cock. Do you understand?”
Fluttershy took out his cock, already tasting the pre-cum . “Yes, Discord.”
“Tell me, what is your job?” he asked, tilting her chin up with his hand. Fluttershy pulled back, both hands still on his member.
“Servicing your cock, Discord,” she answered.
He faced the ceiling as she went back to sucking. “Good girl,” he murmured, closing his eyes and moaning as she sucked and licked his prick. “You want me to cum all over your pretty little face, don’t you, Fluttershy?”
Fluttershy gave a sound of agreement, though her mouth was too full of cock to distinguish.
“I didn’t catch that, Fluttershy,” Discord said warningly.
“Yes, I want you to cum on my face, Discord,” Fluttershy returned desperately before finishing her job. She sucked faster, harder, ramming his entire cock down her throat and gagging over and over before Discord yanked his cock from her and began running his hand along the shaft just a few times before the cum came shooting in white, velvety ropes across Fluttershy’s face and tits. The strands that landed in her open mouth she swallowed obediently.
“Do you like the taste of my cum?” he asked. Fluttershy took a finger and ran it across the string of cum on her face, placing the finger in her mouth and nodding like a child eating sweets.
“On the table,” he demanded in a unflinching tone. “I’m going to see just how good a girl you are.” Fluttershy timidly sat on the table, the crook of her leg meeting the edge. Discord lowered himself to eye level with her knees, though it wasn’t her knees he was interested in.
“Are you going to remove your panties or shall I?” he asked, looking up at her with a devious smile. Fluttershy blushed and reached underneath her skirt to shimmy her panties down her slim legs, tossing the pink lacy affair to the floor. Discord gave her the same smile with expecting eyes. “And your skirt?” he inquired.
Fluttershy truly began to blush now, taking a long moment before she unbuttoned her skirt and hovered over the table for a moment to pull her skirt from underneath her. Discord couldn’t help but chuckle at how tightly she kept her legs together, both a testament to her shyness and how desperately she needed to be touched.
Fluttershy was rubbing at her shoulder, looking around the room like a patient in a medical exam room would. Discord was still at level with the table, though he could only see knees and thighs. “Won’t you spread your legs for me, please?” Discord asked properly. Fluttershy looked at him, as if she hadn’t known what to expect, before obliging.
Discord looked at her pretty pink pussy, with hints of glistening wetness, all slick and plenty, just for him. He maneuvered his arms beneath her smooth legs, placing his hands on her ass and pulling her closer, making her give a small squeak of surprise.
“Have you ever been teased in matters of pleasure, dear Fluttershy?” Discord asked.
Fluttershy gulped and shook her head from side to side. “Um… no,” she answered.
Discord gave a little chuckle before taking her by surprise and flicking his tongue against her little clit. She gave the smallest of moans, her muscles tightening a little at the burst of pleasure from that one little touch. Nearly four seconds later, Discord’s skilled tongue licked up her entrance and swirled up and around her rosebud of a clit before he stopped and looked up at her, though she was lost in her pleasure, and then her lack of it.
She began whimpering, wanting him to do it again and again and to never stop. She faced the ceiling, her back arched, whining softly like an animal at how desperately she needed to be touched.
“Please, Discord,” she breathed. He laughed at how she was already close to panicking.
He accommodated, inserting his tongue once, twice, thrice, and giving her pretty little clit a lick, enveloping his mouth around the little bud and lapping his tongue around it, making her positively moan out involuntarily.
When he stopped this time, Fluttershy nearly started to cry genuine tears at being so aroused. “Please, Discord, please! Oh, please, please, I can’t take it, I can’t!”
“What happened to my good little girl, huh?” Discord answered, taunting her with a cruel smile.
Fluttershy reached to touch herself when Discord grabbed her face in his hand, holding her jaw in his powerful grip. “If you touch yourself once, so help me God, I will not allow you to cum at all. Do you understand me?”
She nodded, fear in her eyes at the possibility of not cumming at this point. “Yes, Discord,” she answered dutifully. Discord smiled at her obedient answer, before turning back to her cunt, now absolutely dripping with juices, which he happily lapped up completely, sliding his tongue up and around. He began inserting his fingers into her pussy, one at a time, sliding them in and out with ease. He continued finger fucking her while he flicked his tongue at her clit, licking, sucking, rubbing at the sweet spot until she was non-stop moaning his name.
“I want you to be vocal when you cum, understand?” Discord said before placing his tongue back where needed.
Only seconds later Fluttershy was saying. “Dissy, I’m going to cum. I’m- I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna cum. Discord!”
Discord’s tongue and fingers were still hard at work on Fluttershy’s pussy when he felt her quake several times before her whole body practically went into comatose right there. She went limp, and Discord stopped everything, wiping his lips with the back of his arm.
“What do you say when I allow you to cum?” he asked expectantly, holding her jaw once again.
Fluttershy was still panting, her arms flat on the table, her nipples hard, her cunt still wet with saliva and left over juices. “Thank you, Discord,” she said through pants.
“Would you look at that,” Discord said, mockingly complaining. “You’ve gotten me hard again.”
Fluttershy looked at him like a guilty little girl, timidly looking away as she sat at the table in post orgasmic bliss.
“I think it’s time I make that pussy mine,” Discord said, leaning in close. Fluttershy looked up with a blush, even after all they’d done. Discord again had to command Fluttershy to spread her legs wide for him, which she complied.
“You want this cock inside you, don’t you, dear Fluttershy?” he asked, leaning in closer, his cock so close she was itching to ram it inside her herself.
“Yes, Discord,” she said, shaking.
“Say it.”
“I want your cock in my pussy,” she said, whimpering again as he put his cock on her cunt already throbbing with desire, but not inserting it where she so desperately needed it.
“And this pussy is now going to service me,” he replied. “And this dick is going to service you.”
He then slowly began pushing his prick into her tight little entrance, easing it in with the slickness. Fluttershy moaned out, the pain and pleasure so unimaginably marvelous she found herself moaning continually.
Discord, however, began teasing again. He’d insert the length of his cock ever so slowly, and remove it even slower, one thrust, two thrust… Fluttershy was about to burst from the torment when he saw a hand touching her own clit.
Discord lashed at her hands, gripping them tight against the table so they couldn’t be moved. He began fucking her hard, his face twisted with arousal and rage at her defying him.
“You don’t want to cum, is that it?” Discord demanded, pumping his prick into her cunt the exact way Fluttershy wanted so badly.
“No, no, I’m sorry, Discord, I’m sorry I was bad, please let me cum!” she whimpered. “I promise to be a good girl!”
Discord continued fucking her hard, knowing full well he was giving her exactly what her cunt craved. “I’m going to let you cum, Fluttershy. Because I want to see your face when I push you over the edge. I want to feel your wet little cunt convulse around my prick. I am not going to punish you… I’m not taking this cock out until you cum for me like a good girl. Do you understand? Huh? Understand that, little fuck slave?”
Fluttershy nearly came right then at her new name. “Yes, Discord. I’ll be a good little fuck slave. Thank you, Discord.”
He was still pinning her arms to the table, his cock thrusting inside harder and harder, her cunt dripping wet and throbbing, so close to the finish.
“I’m going to cum, Dissy. You’re gonna make me cum, you’re gonna make me cum. Oh, god, Dissy, I can’t take it anymore! I’m cumming, I’m cumming!”
Discord grinned as he felt her pussy tighten around him. “Good girl,” he said, laughing. “You’re such a good girl! I’m going to fill you up with my cum as a reward. You want me to fill you with my seed, don’t you? You want to feel the warm cum in your cunt, don’t you, fuck slave?”
Fluttershy was already aroused at the idea of him cumming into her. “Please, cum inside me,” she breathed. “I want your cum, Discord, please.” That alone pushed Discord over, and he pumped his cock into her for a few last times before he felt himself cumming into her tight little pussy, the remains dripping out of her slit.
Fluttershy lie back, completely euphoric and immeasurably satisfied. Discord stared at his sex slave with a knowing smile. He pulled her up, placing his hands on her waist, and giving her sweet lips a passion filled kiss. “Such a sexy little girl,” he murmured after he left her again gasping for breath. She smiled at him with big teal eyes and Discord struggled for words. “...Please… Please don’t give up on me, sweet Fluttershy.”
She shook her head from side to side, but she didn’t say a word. She kissed the back of his hand and drew him into her arms, their warm naked bodies feeling closer than they ever had before.
