Author's Note
A quick note before you start reading, of things to keep in mind:
1.) This is a humanized, alternate universe. The characters are aged up, post-Tirek season 4 finale.
2.) Some characters will be displaced outside of their canon perspective, though not to ridiculous forms. This is done to better suit the path of the story of the main characters. They are still themselves, but are altered in age, for example.
Welcome to my second take on the mane 6, with our star role going to Fluttershy! After thinking on it for some time, it occurred to me that Fluttershy has rarely, if ever, been depicted quite like this. I hope you enjoy!
The Spark
If one were to overlook the city of Ponyville from above, it would appear like many similar small cities placed within the countryside of Equestria’s grand landscape. With multiple agricultural fields, a river or two running through it, and even a small natural park placed here and there throughout, the quaint town was one that many could consider a comfortable place to live. And those believers would be quite right, even amidst all the chaos and strange events that happen within the town proper.
Even after its fair share of invasions, magical uprisings, stampedes and epidemics, and even a tyrannical being or two, Ponyville was still a prosperous place when you’ve found your mark. By that idea, some would wager they’d have to make use of their special talent that’s often emblazoned across their hip, one of the unique traits of an Equestrian persona. But some don’t quite follow that rule of thumb, sticking instead with what they aspire to be.
The racing taxi that was weaving its way down the road along the western side of town belonged to one such person. The outside of the taxi looked to be like any other commonplace vehicle for public transport, yellow with dotted black and white trim and its taxi number emblazoned across the top. It was within the taxi that one finds the uniqueness.
“So I told him, ‘No you can’t do that, you’ll bring the whole house down!’ and he just kept on, and on!” The driver, a brown-haired man that held onto the wheel with one hand while gesturing with the other, seemed at ease amidst the blazing speed of his machine. His passengers, a pair of tourists whose cameras had so far been bounced around enough around their necks that they became entangled in one another, had little to say in response other than to try and hold onto each other.
“Next thing you know, he steps back all proud of his new wall he’d put up, only for it to fall on its side from one little gust! Course, which led to the whole rest of the frame following suit.” The driver beamed, laughing a little as he came around a corner, hard enough that had their seatbelts not been in place, the two tourists would have been thrown from their seats. The taxi barreled down the road before coming to a slow. “That’s what you get when you don’t listen to Rick Shaw!” The driver declared before the taxi stopped, and he hooked an arm around the head of the seat to look behind at the two now at rest passengers.
“And here we are, City Hall!” He declared, and the male tourist finally removed his head from hiding it in the hair of his female counterpart to see, indeed, the tall structure of the city’s main political office. “Hope you folks enjoy your stay in town! Feel free to call on me if you need another ride!”
The passenger side door opened and the male, a portly man dressed in a tropical shirt, managed to wobble out of the cab while his wife fished out the necessary money to pay him. “We will if we ever need to experience a roller coaster again.” She muttered under her breath as she too left the vehicle.
Rick only chuckled and shook his head, his blue eyes panning across in front of him before he gazed in the rearview mirror. There wasn’t much traffic if any at this hour, making it prime time for him to grab as many lifts as he can to make his paycheck that much better. Taking a moment to adjust the mirror, he admitted to himself that he’d been working pretty hard lately. With how the rent fee for his apartment had been raised, he’d been a bit strained for cash. His stomach growled in agreement with this thought. “Shush you. We’ll get a proper bite when we can.” He chastised his gut, and it replied only with a small pang of want for a juicy hamburger from one of the local shops.
A faint calling voice snapped Rick from his thoughts of food and he realized someone was trying to wave him down from City Hall. Flicking his light to available, he waved them over, giving little attention to the customer as they climbed into his car. He did catch a sight of long pink hair that blew as they’d made their way to him, making her a woman. “Where to, miss?” he asked instinctively, turning to give her a smile.
By the Goddess’ mercy, he barely managed to keep his composure. She was a looker, no doubt. Her pink hair that he’d spotted before framed her lovely rounded face, cyan eyes wide as a dainty hand rose up and moved a loose strand away from her face and tucked it behind her ear.
“Ponyville Elementary school, please. I have to pick up my son.” She replied, her voice soft in volume and tone. It was as if she was half-expecting him to say no, the way she turned her face away to look out the window.
“Of course, no problem.” Rick replied confidently, turning back and getting himself mentally focused on the road and not the woman behind him. Clicking on his signal, he checked again for any traffic inbound and waited for a truck to pass before entering the street once more. Once properly on the road towards the school, he tried to speak up. “So how old’s your kid? Does he like school so far?”
The woman hesitated to speak at first, and Rick was glad he chose to keep the radio down as her soft voice was hard to hear over the hum of the engine. “Um…yes, he does. He’s young, only seven or so.”
Rick smiled, nodding. “He a rambunctious little tyke, or maybe one more for taking his time?” he prodded, trying to encourage her to talk. Customers who could feel like they could chat with their driver made them feel more relaxed.
The pink-haired woman smiled to herself. “He’s very energetic. He always runs around the house when he’s not busy with schoolwork.” She replied, still softly but well enough for Rick to have no trouble understanding.
“Good on him, staying on his grades. Kid keeps that up, I’m sure he’ll be top of the class.” Rick remarked. “If I’d have done that, I might not be in this cab right now, huh?” he joked, drawing a polite giggle from the woman. “My name’s Rick Shaw by the way. Mind if I ask who I’ve got back there today?”
“Oh! My name’s Fluttershy, Mr. Shaw.” The now identified Fluttershy responded courteously.
“No need for the Mister, though I’m certain you’re worth calling a Miss, miss Fluttershy.” He replied, causing her to giggle again. Rick looked ahead, smiling to himself. The atmosphere of the cab was calm now, and he could tell she was relaxed. Up ahead, the school came into view, a large brick building that had a fair stretch of evenly cut grass all around, the sidewalk a light concrete color that was dabbled with various doodles from chalk the students no doubt left behind.
“Sure is a nice school!” Rick commented as he pulled up in front of the building, his eyes panning up and around. “They must keep it up and running pretty well, compared to what I grew up with. Nothing like old wood and plastic, huh?” he remarked as he parked. Giving another glance up, he blinked as he saw a figure on top of the building. Granted, at its highest, the school sat at only two stories tall at most, half of that height coming from the bell tower that was attached to the top, giving it a rustic charm. But the person atop the roof looked lost, from Rick’s view.
Fluttershy’s gasp drew his attention from it to her, where her calm expression had shifted into something akin to panic. “Featherweight! Oh no, what is he doing?” she exclaimed, and Rick looked back again. The figure had moved to where he could be seen better, and the driver comprehended that it was no maintenance man on top of the school, but a child. And with Fluttershy’s response, he connected that it was likely her child. He climbed out of the car as Fluttershy also stepped out, and followed her up to the grass where she could call up to him. “Honey! What are you doing up there, that’s dangerous!”
“Mom?” a young boy’s voice called down to them, and Rick squinted as he held his hand up, blocking out some of the sun so he could see better. The kid was safe for the time being, not standing on the edge. He was sitting, as far as Rick could tell, but not moving. “Mom, I’m stuck. Can you help me?”
“Oh! But…oh! What do I do? We should get someone, right?” Fluttershy looked to Rick, who looked back to her. Worry permeated her eyes, and Rick came to a decision.
“I’ll see if there’s a fire ladder on the side. You go get someone inside, maybe his teacher?” He suggested, and Fluttershy nodded before going inside quickly. Rick’s attention became focused on finding his way up there, and a quick jog to the side of the building revealed a route of access, namely a beaten up ladder that looked quite aged.
“Geez, you think they’d at least fix up there safety some.” He remarked as he gripped the ladder and gave it a test tug. The metal that bound the ladder in place didn’t budge, though he heard it give a small groan of complaint. Planting his foot squarely on the first rung, Rick’s hands gripped each step firmly as he made his way up. It was a brief climb, and he was shortly on level with the roof. Sure enough, there next to the bell tower sat the little boy in question. He wore a simply blue t-shirt and shorts, and carried a nervous expression. “It’s alright, kid. I’m here to help you.”
“Who are you? Where’s mom?” Featherweight asked quickly.
“My name’s Rick. I’m a friend of your mom’s. Now don’t worry, I’m gonna help get you down, ok?” He said softly, kneeling down so his height wouldn’t intimidate the kid. Featherweight nodded and got up, walking over to him. Rick smiled softly and held out a hand to him. “See? No trouble, we’ll climb down. You can hold onto my back, and I’ll carry us down.”
Featherweight nodded and smiled as Rick walked with him back to the ladder. He paused, however, as he heard Fluttershy calling up to him. Walking to the edge, Rick looked down and saw Fluttershy standing with who he presumed was one of the teachers, a woman wearing a violet button-up shirt and matching knee-length skirt. “Is everything ok? Where’s Featherweight?” she called up to him.
“No worries miss Fluttershy! I got him right here, he’s fine! We’re going to climb down the ladder on the side over there.” He gestured with his hand before nodding. “He’s fine, don’t worry!” Moving away from the edge, Rick went back to Featherweight, who had not moved from his spot by the ladder.
“You ever climb on the jungle gym at the park, Featherweight?” Rick asked as he kneeled beside him.
“I have a couple times. It’s a little scary, cuz I keep thinking I’ll fall down into the dirt.” He replied.
“Don’t you worry, bud. I’ll make sure you don’t fall. Do you trust me?” He asked, and the boy nodded. “Good! Now, don’t worry. Ol’ Rick’s strong enough.” He turned, and hooked his arms around his back, giving Featherweight a foothold as he climbed atop him. Once his tiny arms were around his sternum, Rick stood back up and walked over to the ladder. Featherweight whimpered and tightened his hold. Sensing this, Rick looked over his shoulder at him.
“I promise you, you’re safe with me. You can close your eyes if you want. I won’t let you fall.” He said confidently, giving him a smile. Featherweight took this and nodded, tucking his head into the back of his neck as he closed his eyes. Rick nodded and swung his leg out, finding the rung of the ladder and testing to see if it’d brace them both. When nothing shook, he nodded and carefully began climbing down. He paused halfway down when he heard the metal strain, but it didn’t give way. Taking this as a sign of luck, Rick quickly climbed down the rest of the way, the pair of them making it to the ground safely. “There we go!”
Featherweight opened his eyes and saw they were indeed on the ground once more. The boy gave a small grunt of effort as Rick helped him climb off him, and he ran to Fluttershy who had come around to the side. “Oh, thank goodness! Feather, you had me worried!” she exclaimed to the child hugging her tightly.
Rick smiled at the pair, happy with his good deed. He started to walk up to them when he heard the metal groan again, and looked up to see the ladder’s braces falling off. Rusty patches of metal came loose as the ladder gave way, bits of brick and concrete raining down. Thinking instinctively as he saw them in the path of the debris, Rick rushed forward and pulled both Featherweight and Fluttershy out of the way, giving them both a brief shove that moved them away from the falling debris before he raised his arms and shielded his head. As soon as he’d done this, he felt the impacts of the falling brick and concrete, as well as the sidebar of the ladder that clubbed him in the back as it turned and fell free.
With a grunt, Rick fell to one knee, but he kept still, his arms still up. When the dust and sound had settled, he shook his head. There were a few tiny pangs of pain along his back where the brick and concrete had struck, along with the sting of where the metal ladder had hit him. Other than that, he was alright. Choosing to sit for a moment, he sighed and ran a hand through his hair, trying to clear it of dust and dirt that had fallen onto him.
“Rick! Are you alright?” Fluttershy’s voice called to him, and he looked up to see her running to him. It might have been the daze of impact from the ladder, but Rick realized he was getting a proper look at the woman in question finally, and wondered if he’d been hit on the head after all. She looked downright angelic, her hair acting like a halo of pink as it waved behind her. Her figure, hidden within the confines of a green sweater and a blue jean skirt that reached down to her ankles, was as beautiful as it was arousing to Rick’s inner self. One could easily make out the sway of thick, strong hips and even a slight bounce to her bosom as she ran over to him.
He needed to hit his head more often if he was going to be treated to sights like this.
“Yeah, yeah, I’m alright. I got a thick noggin, I’m told.” He took her offered hand in his own and stood, coming up to her height and smiling. “Is the kid ok?”
Smiling in relief, Fluttershy nodded and looked down to Featherweight, who came up from behind to cling to his mother’s side. “Thank you, mister Rick.” He said softly, smiling at the man.
Rick nodded and gave a thumbs-up. “Not a problem. You just need to be more careful, bud. What were you doing up there?”
Featherweight looked to answer, but the teacher from before returned to the trio with another student in tow, a portly boy who was being tugged by the ear by the woman. “I believe the culprit can be found here. Mr. Snips here informed me that he had dared Mr. Featherweight at recess to climb atop the roof.” She cast a reproachful glare at the boy, who pouted and kicked a loose rock with his sneaker-clad foot. “What do you have to say for yourself, young man?”
“I’m sorry I dared him to do something dangerous, Miss Cheerilee.” He replied, his cheeks puffing. Rick raised an eyebrow as he questioned the sincerity of the apology, but let it be.
“It’s alright, Miss Cheerilee. Everyone’s safe and sound, and that’s what matters.” Fluttershy said, turning to look at her son. She then looked to Rick, who blinked and met her gaze.
“Thank you. I don’t know what we’d have done had one of us tried to climb it.” Her smile beamed at him, and he forced his blush down as he rubbed the back of his head.
“Nah, I was just doin’ the right thing. Sides, it’s the kid that matters most, right?” Rick nodded at Featherweight.
“Still, thank you. Oh!” She blinked as she brought a hand to her cheek. “I forgot to pay the fee for you driving me here!” She exclaimed, only to blink in surprise when Rick waved his hand dismissively.
“Nah-ah. It wouldn’t feel right to take money for it. It’s on the house.” He assured, and gestured at Featherweight. “Why don’t I help you two get around town? Maybe the park to relax some and let Feathers here get some play time in?”
Fluttershy nodded at the idea. “I think that would be great!” she looked to Featherweight, who turned his head up to look at her. “What do you think, honey? Want to go to the park and play some?”
The boy nodded, and Rick couldn’t help but smile at the scene. The three of them went back to his taxi, while Cheerilee escorted the still sour Snips back into the school, no doubt to discipline him for his role in the mess.
***
Central Park in Ponyville wasn’t too unique in terms of constructs to play on or things to occupy one’s time. Of course, it had the unspoken requirement of a play set for kids to enjoy themselves on, be it to play hide and seek, have imaginative adventures, or to just enjoy being a kid. Featherweight was one to pursue each of these endeavors, while Rick and Fluttershy chose to simply sit at one of the nearby benches while Fluttershy watched her child play.
Rick stretched and sighed, smiling to himself. The slight pain from before of the debris falling on him was mostly gone by now. He was glad that he was fortunate enough to only have been nicked and not hit full on, or else he might’ve needed to visit the hospital. Turning his gaze to the woman beside him, he was again struck by her beauty. Whoever she had waiting for her at home was certainly a lucky man. He caught himself when he realized he was staring and chose to speak up, turning his eyes back to watch Featherweight play.
“He’s certainly an energetic kid. I can remember being much the same like him when I was his age. Though that was more a time that all we had were sticks and hoops, huh?” he remarked.
Fluttershy giggled, bringing a hand up to her lips to stifle it before she looked over to the brown-haired man. “I’m sure you had just as much fun.” She commented before ducking her head down a little, the bangs of her hair hiding her face partially. “Um…thank you, again. Today would’ve been a much rougher day if not for all your help.”
Rick waved a hand dismissively, feeling bashful for hearing gratitude from the beauty beside him. “Nah, it was nothing!” he assured. “It was the right thing to do, and I’m sure anyone else would’ve done the same.” He added.
Fluttershy smiled at his words and nodded. Rick looked out at Featherweight and chuckled as the boy struggled while climbing the miniature wall that was set up as part of the large play construct set in the middle of the area. With the wide open field surrounding the location, it certainly allowed anyone there to feel relaxed. The additional benefit of the sunny day kept things feeling smooth and easy.
“So would you be the same Fluttershy I’ve heard about in the news? The one who wound up saving our nice little town every few months or so?” He asked, looking back over to her.
Fluttershy blushed self-consciously and fiddled with her skirt as her hands rested in her lap. “Oh, I didn’t do that much. But…yes, me and my friends did help do quite a lot. It seems like it was only yesterday, but it’s hard to believe that it’s been a few years since those days.” Fluttershy looked up at the sky and smiled. “It was certainly an interesting time then.”
Rick whistled and leaned back into the bench. So he really was sitting next to one of the fabled “Harmony” women, and he’d somehow been fortunate enough to get one in his cab. “Wow. I’m sure lucky then!” He laughed, making Fluttershy blink.
“What do you mean?” She questioned.
“Well, how many other cab drivers can say they got to drive both a beauty and a famous celebrity in the same day?” he said without thinking, before his brain caught up with what his mouth had said. Almost immediately, his cheeks burned and he rubbed the back of his head. “Gah. Sorry, I’m sure you put up with that enough as is. You don’t need to feel like you’re in the spotlight.” He added bashfully.
Fluttershy shook her head, her pink tresses blowing lightly in the breeze. She felt a twinge of shyness at being called a beauty, but didn’t let it hamper her. “It’s alright. You’re not shoving a camera in my face, so I think you’re already better than most for that alone.”
Rick chuckled, scratching his cheek idly with a finger. “Nah, I wouldn’t do that. Going the route of the paparazzi ain’t exactly the way to be a friend.” He said before looking again to Featherweight. The boy was swinging on the swing set, his little legs propelling him off the ground when he could time it right. He didn’t get too far or high, but it was enough for him that he was enjoying himself if his smile was any indication. “Kid’s got a great mom in you for sure. He must have a great dad too, huh?”
He had expected her to agree; Rick’s outlook on the world told him outright that this was a woman who would surely have had a man by now, for many years even. What he hadn’t expected was for her to keep quiet, not looking at Rick while her hands settled on her lap. “He…doesn’t have a father. Or a mother.” She said softly.
Rick felt a cold sliver of shame crawl down his spine and slam forward into his gut. Here they were having a nice time, and he’d gone and said something stupid. “I’m sorry, that was insensitive of me.” He apologized immediately. “I just…assumed, with you and how you two interacted.”
Fluttershy sat there quietly for a moment, and Rick contemplated for a brief second how difficult it’d be to change his identity to spare her ever talking to him again before she spoke up. “I adopted him. It was when he was little.” She explained, and Rick kept quiet, afraid to interrupt for sake of upsetting her.
“It was a short while after the Tirek incident and we’d restored Equestria’s magic. I had been out on a walk, and happened to pass by an alleyway where a building that had been damaged by Tirek’s rampage was still standing. I heard crying from inside, and went in to find the source. I found him; still in his cradle…his mother and father had been crushed by the roof collapsing. He’d been spared, but if I hadn’t walked by, who knows what could’ve happened?” she detailed.
Rick simply stayed still, nodding as he listened. The world around them was quiet, the only sound being the wind breezing through the trees and rustling the leaves above them. Fluttershy sighed and looked to the child in question. “I took him in and cared for him while Twilight saw to the orphanage. She said that he would be safe there, but…in that short time, he’d grown attached to me. Every time I tried to pass him to another of the girls, or to the caretaker at the orphanage, he cried. I couldn’t stand it. So I did the next best thing and…well, here we are.” She finished, looking over to Rick.
“You’re very brave, Fluttershy. It’s no joke to try and take on a kid like that alone.” He winced and rubbed his head. “Sorry. Again.” He apologized. “And here I thought I was a good conversation maker.”
Fluttershy looked over to Rick and smiled a small smile. “Don’t worry. You couldn’t have known without asking.” She assures. “It’s been me and Featherweight for a few years now…I’ve…tried to find him a father. But you’d be surprised how deterred some people are just because you have someone to care for.” The woman sighed and closed her eyes. “I’ve heard what some of them say. If it’s not Feather, it’s me…”
Rick blinked and sat up, scooting a little closer. “What do you mean?” he asked. “What, are they intimidated by the color pink?”
Fluttershy shook her head before turning to meet his gaze. “It’s…” she trailed off and looked away, her face heating in embarrassment. “Y-you don’t need to hear, it’s not like it matters.”
Rick snorted and took her hand in his, making her jump a little as she turned back to look at him. “It matters to me.” He said firmly. “What guy in their right mind would see something bad in you?”
Fluttershy ducked her head as she sat there. Her mind briefly wondered what had possessed her to suddenly bring everything out onto this man’s lap. She’d only just met him today, yet here she was, pouring out to him all her woes. She squeezed his hand but kept her eyes on the ground, a frown marring her beautiful face. “…they…sometimes, they say I’m…too fat. That…my figure…” She gestured her free hand loosely at herself. “I mean…I guess I’m not as thin as some women, but…I always thought I was fine…”
Hearing this, Rick frowned at her description of the treatment she’d received. The taxi driver was no stranger to biting comments and remarks that dug at the mind. When he’d dropped out of school, there’d been plenty of that from his own parents, let alone his then so-called friends. He could see where she was coming from in feeling sensitive to the views of others.
“Miss Fluttershy?” he asked, drawing her attention. “Look, I…I’m not the best example of things. I mean, heck, I drive people around town as my job.” He started, rubbing at his head with a spare hand. “But I know one thing about people when it came to me: they don’t decide who I am, I do. And I usually feel pretty darn good about myself.” He said, looking up to her and gesturing at her with a hand.
“I always hear people talk about whether or not they look good to others, but you don’t have to worry about that. You can say you look great, because I think you look great!” he stated, making her blink in surprise. He continued on while he had her attention. “You’ve done so much for the world, in your own ways. That’s something to be proud of, and there’s nobody no how who can take that from you. Add that on with your looks, and I’m pretty sure those jealous idiots are nothing more than that; stupid idiots who can’t compare to you by a mile.”
Rick finished his declaration and took a deep breath before sighing and sitting himself down again. Fluttershy was torn between surprise at his earnest defense of her appearance and humor at his passion. But he seemed so open on the topic…she giggled, which drew Rick’s attention. She looked up at him and smiled apologetically. “Sorry, it’s just…you remind me of Rainbow. When she’d get all fired up over something.” She explained, making Rick smile sheepishly at the comparison.
“Is that a good thing? I’m assuming it’s a good thing.” He remarked, drawing another smile out of the busty pink-haired woman.
The pair of them sat there quietly for a moment, the heavy atmosphere of Fluttershy’s confessions leaving them. When she spoke next, Rick had to lean close to hear her. “Did you mean it?” she questioned.
Thinking on what she meant, he realized she was referring to his praise from a moment before. “I did and do. You’re…really something, Fluttershy.” He says, smiling as he fixed his eyes on her. “In fact…” he trailed off and paused before nodding. “Why don’t I show you?”
“Show me?” She repeated, tilting her head in a fashion that Rick had to admit was cute.
“I’ll take you out. A dinner date, you and me.” He elaborated, mustering all his courage to not look away. “I can’t offer anything fancy or big. But at the very least, I can show you that I’m sincere in what I say.” He held out his hand to her, and she looked to it. “What do you say?”
Fluttershy wasn’t quite sure what to really say. Everything had progressed so fast this afternoon that she was having a little trouble keeping up. One minute, she was pondering what tonight’s meal would be for her and Featherweight, and the next, she has this man asking her out on a date. An honest to Celestia date. The meekness within her tried to rationalize turning him down kindly, that he was kind but didn’t need to go that far.
That voice might’ve won out, had it not been for her other side speaking. The side of her that relished the idea of having someone say they wanted to go out with her, to spend time with her. Her friends had always encouraged her to be more outgoing, to find fun things in life like dating. But she’d always turned them down out of shyness to the idea of making herself seem dateable. But Rick seemed so open on the idea. He wasn’t trying to set her up or harm her. He’d done nothing but good since she first got into his cab that day.
“Well?” Rick prodded, bringing Fluttershy back to reality. She stood up along with him, her hand shaking at her side. But when she looked up at his eyes, she relaxed and smiled.
“I think I’d like that, Rick.” She agreed, taking his hand gently and giving it a soft squeeze.
Rick’s heart soared in that moment as elation coursed through him. “Really? Great! That’s great!” He exclaimed. “I’m off later this week. How’s about say, Thursday night?”
The pink-haired woman nodded. “Sure, I think that’s good. I can arrange for a babysitter for Featherweight while we are out.”
“Alright then!” Rick said, beaming at the woman before him who smiled back in turn. She wasn’t sure of what to expect for this venture of his. But it was the first time in a long time. And as they left the park - Rick being kind enough to drive them home in his cab to spare them any cost of a bus or otherwise – Fluttershy realized that this had the potential to turn into something good for her for the first time in a while.
Standing on her porch as she waved Rick goodbye, she turned to Featherweight who had waved as well. “Feather? Did you like him?” she asked softly, leaning down to look at her adoptive son’s face.
“Uh-huh! He was really nice and friendly! He’s a nice man, mom.” He replied, looking up at her. “Can we spend more time with him? Can we, please?”
Fluttershy giggled at the child’s enthusiasm. “Of course we can.” Rick had the forethought to give the private number to his cab, so that she can call on him any time she needed a ride in town or to get in touch with him. As they went inside, she sat his card on the counter before picking up the phone. Dialing a number she knew all too well, Fluttershy waited until the other line picked up.
“Rarity? I’ve had such a day. I need your help with something.” Rarity’s concerned voice made her giggle and she shook her head as she looked out the window and towards the town where Rick was undoubtedly still driving. “No, no. It’s something good. I…I have a date.”
***
Thursday night seemed to arrive in a blur for Rick. When he had dropped off Fluttershy and given her his number, he was sure he must’ve broken at least four driving laws while making his way back to town. But he couldn’t have cared in the elation of knowing that he had gotten a date. Pulling back into the cab company’s station was barely noteworthy, even when his boss tried to have a go at him for being unavailable for pickups while driving the pink-haired beauty around. Rick had just shrugged it off and told his boss he’d be more careful next time.
When Thursday finally came, Rick rushed home from work and set about preparing himself. It’d been some time since he’d been on a date, and had panicked for a moment on wondering if he’d be able to make himself look presentable enough. A once over in the mirror gave him relief in that his physique hadn’t deteriorated, being well-built and tall. He settled on going for something nice, but casual, since he told her it’d be nothing formal. The whole idea was to simply show her a good time, that she was really as lovely as he saw her to be.
He wound up choosing a pair of jeans and a spare white button up shirt that had seen little use. With his job, he more often than not dressed casual, but he wanted to show that he would make an effort for Fluttershy’s behalf. The shirt was short-sleeved, letting his broad, tanned arms be on display. Stepping out, he locked the door to his apartment and went back down to his cab. He grimaced slightly, realizing that in some parts of society, it would look shabby to drive his work car for a date. But he couldn’t afford his own car just yet, though with enough luck, he’d have one at least as a rental.
Putting it aside, he got in and drove down the road he remembered to take to get to Fluttershy’s home. He hadn’t paid it much heed before while talking with Fluttershy, but she lived a little ways out of town, out near the countryside but close enough that the town was reasonably nearby for anything she might need. She had explained that she worked as an at-home veterinarian, having a talent for handling critters of all kinds. Rick had found the job admirable, knowing that it took a considerable amount of care and knowledge to properly care for animals.
The countryside peeked over in the horizon as Rick turned down one of the few established roads that led to the more rural living areas where Fluttershy’s house was. He pegged her to be a girl who adored nature, which made sense with her line of work. Coming up to her house, he had to admit she’d made a nice home for herself. With two floors and a wide porch, the house looked like something out of a picture book almost. Various flowers of shades of blue, red, and yellow dotted along the sides, adding more vibrant color to the rich brown oak house.
Stepping out of the cab, Rick’s shoes rustled the grass that led up to her porch, the trimmed lawn free of weeds. At the door, he knocked politely and waited, his heart pounding slightly as he felt his anticipation build. When the door opened, he opened his mouth to greet Fluttershy, but found no pink-haired beauty waiting. Looking down, he saw Featherweight instead, clutching a book to his chest.
“Hey, big guy.” Rick kneeled down immediately, putting himself at eye level with the boy. “Whatcha got there?”
Featherweight held the book up, the cover displaying the renowned Daring Do dangling from a rope over a canyon wall. “Aunty Rainbow gave it to me! She said it’s a great series and it’s really cool!”
Rick raised an eyebrow and chuckled. “I think I’d have to believe that. You know what’s more cool though?” At Featherweight’s curious look, he grinned. “Having the Daring Do movie collection.”
“No way!” Featherweight exclaimed. “I gotta see those!” He jumped up and down in excitement, and Rick would be lying if the sight wasn’t something to tug at the heart strings. “Aunty Rainbow always brags about how she has a bunch of them. She’s always too busy to let me over and see them though.”
Rick reached up and ruffled his hair. “Well, I’ll tell you what. I’ll bring them by sometime, and you and I can watch them together. It’ll be something fun for us both, yeah?”
Featherweight nodded eagerly. He then blinked in remembrance. “Oh! I was supposed to tell mom when you got here. She’s upstairs.” He turned around and called into the house. “MOM! RICK’S HERE!”
Rick blinked at the volume, surprised it could come from such a small child. But he shook it off and stood back up. “I’ll wait here for her, you go get her champ, ok?” he suggested, and the boy nodded before closing the door and running off. Rick turned and gazed out towards the city in the distance, and realized that this was something Fluttershy got to wake up to every day. The sky above was clear of any clouds, and had a slight tinge of orange as the sun slowly wavered towards the horizon.
“Um…sorry for keeping you waiting…” he heard a meek voice behind him say, and Rick chuckled.
“No need to…apologize…Fluttershy…” he trailed off as he stared at her. He had been able to tell she was a beauty just from the casual clothing she wore before, albeit conservative enough to hide most of her features. But with the dress she’d chosen, it was like seeing the new and improved Fluttershy come out to play. The dress was a deep blue, matching well with her long, brushed pink hair that swayed behind her. The dress reached down to her mid-calf, covering her legs and leaving her heel-clad feet exposed. Trailing his eyes up, her outfit still gave a good idea of how shapely her figure was, the fullness of her hips doing a pleasant wave as she walked out. What gave Rick a near heart attack was the magical wonders that the front of the dress did with her bountiful cleavage.
The dress didn’t leave her looking distasteful or too open, covering plenty of her form. But it would be impossible for her to hide that kind of bust without the aid of something like the sweater he saw her in the day previous. They had a healthy swell to them, the line of her cleavage on display. They even wobbled slightly as she walked, and Rick pondered for a moment if those heavenly treasures were possible to exist. He was quick to remember where he was, however, and turned his eyes up to her face.
Her expression showed nervousness behind the shy smile, her face clear of any blemish or mark. A light dab of makeup had been applied to her cheeks, giving them a rosier look, while her lips were kept in a thin smile, Rick being able to make out a small trace of lipstick applied on them. Her eyes, blinking, revealed a dash of eye shadow being applied, and it took Rick another moment just to remember how to speak.
“Rick?” Fluttershy’s voice prodded and he shook his head to try and get his gears back into shape. “I hope I don’t look bad…”
The taxi-man shook his head quickly. “No, no! Fluttershy, you look terrific!” he assured. “You look…you look beautiful. You really do.” He added as he stepped closer.
“You don’t really mean that…do you?” she said in disbelief. When Rarity had come over yesterday and helped her to pick this out, the gentle woman had been uncertain of her date’s response. But he seemed to be as enamored with her as Rarity had predicted. For his part, Fluttershy admitted he looked just as nice. His jeans and shirt were clean and smoothed out, a black belt looped around his middle. The way the clothes fit to him, she could see he was a stronger man than expected of most taxi drivers. But he hadn’t mentioned being a very physical guy before, so how would he explain this?
“Fluttershy, if I had to choose between ditching my taxi to get some high paid desk job, or getting to drive a beauty like you around for the rest of my life just to get to see you like this? I’m more encouraged to take the latter.” Rick said, and she giggled, making the earrings that had been hidden behind her pink curtain of hair jingle about slightly. He held out his arm for her to take, and she wrapped her own thin arm around his, resisting the temptation to squeeze and feel just how thick his arm really was.
“Did everything work out to find a babysitter for Feathers back there?” Rick asked as he held the door open for her, letting her seat herself comfortably before he went around quickly and got inside the driver’s seat.
“Mmhmm! My friend Pinkie Pie said she would. She’s real good with kids, so it shouldn’t be any trouble.” She replied, the taxi rumbling to life as they took off towards the city. Rick took his time, wanting the drive to be pleasant and relaxed so they could talk aplenty.
“Pinkie Pie, huh? I think I remember seeing her once or twice. Mailed me a birthday card on my birthday, in fact, last year. I can’t say I remember talking to her, but she strikes me the type who is fond of celebrating. I was cleaning out confetti from the way the envelope exploded for a week!” Rick remarked.
Fluttershy held up a hand to her lips, giggling again. “Pinkie’s always one to give the best celebration she can. It’s part of who she is. You should see the cakes she makes when she’s really getting into it. I remember once that she managed to put a bow tie on every one of my animals to surprise me when I came in for my surprise party.” The memory left a smile on her face, thinking of her friends. She looked to Rick and smiled. “Maybe some time, I could introduce you to them?”
The tanned man nodded at the suggestion. “I think I’d like that. Though between you and me, you’ve already took first place for looks alone.” He teased, the sly compliment drawing a light blush from Fluttershy who turned her head away shyly, yet continued to grin as her cheeks bloomed.
When they arrived at the restaurant, Rick held the door open for her and escorted her in, his attention solely focused on her. The location he’d chosen was a place called the Luciano Café. Though during the daytime, it worked as mainly an outdoors café, the owner had the idea to make it be more profitable for there to be space for an indoor crowd too. Thus, at a time like when Fluttershy and Rick arrived, they were well into their restaurant mode, the outdoor seating having been either reserved or used purely for waiting.
The pair of them had been seated quickly, Rick having called ahead and reserving a seat for them both. Fluttershy found herself enjoying the comfortable, easygoing atmosphere that the place carried; it didn’t have the crisp formality of some of the higher tier eateries in town, but wasn’t in low quality either. “You know, I’ve walked by here before during the day, but I’ve never been here at night.” Fluttershy admitted to Rick as he sat himself across from her, the pair of them having been ushered into a two-person booth.
“Well, I’m glad I get to help you have your first experience with it.” Rick stated, smiling at her. “I’ve never had a complaint about this place yet, myself. I had to drive several customers here myself in the past that I got curious and chose to see it myself.” He explained. “They serve all kinds of foods, and sometimes they can even make something new if you request it.”
Fluttershy nodded and looked up as the waitress arrived. A bob of blue hair sat atop her head, and she smiled at both warmly. “Welcome to Luciano’s! I’m Minuette and I’ll be serving you tonight. What can I get you to start with?”
Fluttershy opened her mouth to speak, but paused temporarily as she glanced at Rick. He seemed prepared for this and waved his hand. “Order anything you like, Flutters. I’m buying.” He assured. He had to dip into his savings a little for this date, but it was well worth it for her enjoyment.
Relaxing and giving him a smile at the chivalrous gesture, she turned back to the waitress. “A Raspberry tea please.” She said softly, and the other woman nodded. “And you, sir?” she asked.
“I’ll go with a sweet tea, myself, and no lemon please.” He said, and the waitress bowed before stepping away. When she had left, Fluttershy took a slow breath and exhaled. Rick took notice of this, seeing her relax in her posture. “Everything alright?” he asked the pink-haired busty beauty.
Fluttershy’s eyes opened and she smiled at Rick. Her hands sat in her lap, fingers fidgeting with one another, yet her smile was genuine. “Yes…just…it’s been awhile since I’ve been in this kind of position. I would be lying if I said it’s…it’s nice.” She looked up to him and nodded. “That’s…ok, right?”
Rick only chuckled, returning her smile. “Fluttershy, if it wasn’t ok, then I’d definitely not want to be ok. I know I’m happy; eating in a nice restaurant with the loveliest company seen here in Ponyville? I’d be nuts to not be happy.” He missed the flush that spread across her cheeks as he sipped from his water. When he looked up at her again, she was still smiling, if shyly now. He liked it on her, seeing her smile.
“Now, I want to hear more about this lady who hopped into my cab and stole my heart in the same instant.” He teased playfully as she giggled. “What’s it like being Fluttershy?”
From there, the evening progressed like a dream for them both. For Rick, he was treated to the chance to enjoy the company of a rose like Fluttershy, and that seemed to be best how to describe her in this moment. Seemingly thin and frail, yet full of life. When she spoke of her past adventures with her friends, he held on to every word. It seemed almost too fantastical, all the places she’d been to in her younger life. But Rick believed her whole-heartedly.
“So let me get this straight; you wrestled a bear…to give it a massage?” he asked for clarity, making a comically curious expression that made Fluttershy snort into her salad bowl.
“Yes, I really did! The funniest part was making Twilight think that I wrestled bears for fun. But all the poor dear needed was some relief from his strained shoulder. Mr. Bear is really very sweet!” Fluttershy explained.
Rick finished off his tea and set it aside for the waitress to come and refill. “Remind me to be afraid should I ever mention wrestling around you. For all I know, I’m sitting across from one of the most dangerous women in Equestria!” he declared, making her laugh all over again.
For Fluttershy, the evening out was so refreshing to her that she could barely contain herself. The shy exterior that she was used to hiding behind had faded as she warmed up to Rick and listening to his stories. He explained to her how he came to be a taxi driver after switching out of the construction service he’d been with before. When he mentioned how he had been saved one day from a falling pylon by a caped crusader, Fluttershy almost dropped her fork, giving a small gasp of surprise.
“You were there? Oh my gosh! That was me and my friends!” She exclaimed.
Rick blinked. “You…all fit in one suit?” he remarked, causing Fluttershy to pause before laughing. “Cuz I mean, I’ve heard you women like squeezing into tight outfits sometimes, but I think that’s pushing it.”
Bordering red from laughter, Fluttershy shook her head, her pink tresses whipping about with her motions. “No, no. You see, we were all wearing a different copy of it. Rainbow was so focused on being a hero at the time and being praised, that she basically got a swollen ego from it all. So we thought to teach her a lesson about it!”
Rick chuckled. “Well, how about that? You got everything going on, huh?” he laughed as did she, and the night continued. When the waitress had come by and saw them in such merry spirits, she proposed breaking out a bottle of wine for the two of them, if they wanted. Fluttershy looked to Rick, who nodded. A short while later found their teas replaced with a glass of wine for them both.
Yet, for all their fun, they could only stay so long at the restaurant. Walking out together arm in arm, Fluttershy happily stayed by Rick’s side as he waved farewell to the waitress who served them, having left her a fair tip as well. “Man…this has been one of the best nights I’ve had yet!” He commented as he led Fluttershy to his parked cab.
“I know…it’s a shame it has to end.” Fluttershy remarked, her posture drooping slightly. “I’ve enjoyed it so much!”
Rick looked to her and thought quickly of anything he could do to let it end on a high note. It came to him as he looked towards the park, reminding him of the first day they met. “Hey, I got an idea!” he exclaimed, snapping his fingers as the idea crystallized in his mind. Fluttershy looked on curiously as Rick held the door open for her. “Care to take a little ride with me?”
“Well, you did drive me out here…” Fluttershy said shrewdly, making Rick blink before he caught her grin.
“Look at you! Next thing you know, you’ll be sassing me about my fashion sense.” Rick remarked.
“But you look so handsome!” she said immediately, before she realized what she said and blushed. Rick only chuckled and winked at her as the cab came to life, the pair of them heading out as the restaurant faded into the background. Fluttershy watched their surroundings change as they drove uphill towards where she knew the train station was, but Rick then surprised her by turning down a gravel road. The cab jumped and wobbled from the unsteady road, and Fluttershy gave a small “eep” when she realized her dress was allowing herself to do the same. She was spared any embarrassment as Rick was focused on the road, much to her relief.
When he finally came to a stop, Fluttershy found the pair of them resting atop a hill that was perched to where one could look out at much of the town during the day. She thought for a moment and recognized it as one of the hills that she and the other girls had used for star-gazing when they were younger, and smiled at the memory.
“I come here sometimes to get away from everything and just sit with myself. Everybody needs a place they can go to like that, you know?” He said before turning off the cab and exiting it, Fluttershy following suit. Walking to the front of it, he sat himself on it before holding out a hand to the woman, letting her climb up with ease. She had a little trouble at first due to her heels, but quickly slipped them off, letting her bare feet rest on the cool metal. She looked up, and was treated to the night sky beaming down on them with stars aplenty.
While Fluttershy was enraptured by the beauty in the sky, Rick found his eyes drawn to the beauty sitting beside him. He patted himself on the back for giving her a pleasant night long overdue. To see her smile like she had lit his spirit up, but he couldn’t help but feel the tinge of depression that clung to the back of his mind. For all of his efforts, it was likely that she may only see him as a friend. Which he would by no means regret; but he would be lying to himself if he did not desire more.
Fluttershy felt the silence weigh in and turned to Rick, blinking as she saw the mixed emotions in his gaze. “Rick? What’s wrong?” she asked, turning to face him properly.
“Huh? Ah…” he trailed off before sighing and looking up to her apologetically. “Sorry, Shy. I just…” he looked away, shame crawling up into his mind. He felt her hand rest on his shoulder, and he looked back to her, seeing her listening intently. “It’s just…I’m here on this great date. Having the best time of my life in Sun knows how long. And yet…I keep remembering how long it’s been since someone did something like this with me.”
Fluttershy nodded slowly. “But…surely you have friends who you spend time with? They could come up here with you too?” she suggested.
Rick chuckled quietly and shook his head. “Yeah…but no one like you, Fluttershy.” He said, looking up to her. “I’ve had the time of my life with you tonight, just getting to enjoy your company. I’m sure you’ve got other people in mind you’d rather spend time with. But for me, I’m just grateful that for once, a lovely woman didn’t look at the taxi driver and dismiss him as being a grubby cheap lowlife.” He explained. “I know it sounds like a lot of whining, but I’m actually grateful for you being here with me. You make me feel like when I’m talking that you care, that you’re not just being polite.”
As Fluttershy listened to him pouring out his heart, she felt her heart reach out to him. The woman didn’t know why, but everything he was saying was resounding with her deeply. It came to her suddenly; he understood how she felt. To be alone.
‘But he doesn’t have to be alone. And you don’t either.’ Her inner voice told herself, and she looked down to his hand next to hers. Mustering what courage she could gather, her fingertips slowly walked to his outstretched own.
“Bah. You don’t need to hear me moan about being alone. It’s nothing for you to worry about.” Rick said finally, dismissing her silence as confusion or uncertainty. Yet he paused when he felt a pair of soft fingers brush against his own, and looked down to see her hand over his. He looked up slowly and saw her face blushing, but she was facing him, eyes uncertain but unwavering.
“M-maybe…y-you don’t have to be alone, Rick?” she suggested quietly, taking a moment to gulp nervously.
“…Fluttershy?” he whispered. His hand flexed and his fingers linked with hers, weaving together and helping her to steady as her heart hammered within her chest.
“Rick…I…I know this might be sudden.” She stammered out before taking a breath to steady herself. “You and I…we had a great time tonight. Right?” she asked, leaning closer slightly. Unbidden, Rick did as well, nodding. “And we…we had fun. And we both admit we like each other’s company.” Again, another nod. He was close enough that she could look up and count the freckles on his cheek. She didn’t know they were there before.
“S-so…m-maybe…m-maybe…” she stuttered, and Rick gave her an assuring squeeze that made her pause. She slowly looked up, her long pink bangs covering one eye as she watched him for any sign of rejection. Yet none were given, as he did not retreat. “M-maybe…”
She stopped speaking as they held there, lips hovering near each other as cyan blue peered into cerulean pools, hearts alight with anxiousness. He looked to her and saw no resistance or fear, and took the leap, connecting his lips to hers in a gentle smooch. That single act opened gates long thought rusted shut, as Fluttershy gasped through her nose only to give a high-pitched groan as she returned his kiss slowly. The moment held long as they became lost in the touch of the other before the need for air became too great, and they parted, Rick gazing on her with a new light that Fluttershy had not seen in some time from another.
“Fluttershy…I think you got the right idea.” He said with a smile, the woman giving a small nod.
“Do you…” she whispered hesitantly before gulping, her cheeks darkening. “Could we…do that again?” she asked, and he nodded, leaning in and capturing her lips once more. Her heart seemed to take flight, their hands remaining locked together. Rick’s spare arm came around her middle and pulled her closer to him, causing her to blink her eyes open, only to relax as her hand came to rest on his chest, holding there as they parted once more.
In the quiet of the night, the pair of them sat together, lost in each other’s gaze as a new bridge was formed between the two, Luna’s moon shining down on them as they remained there, hands remaining linked as Fluttershy pressed herself to Rick’s chest.
“Oh, Rarity, you should’ve been there. We had such a fun time with Featherweight at the picnic yesterday!” Fluttershy’s cheery voice filled the boutique’s lobby as Rarity walked about her. “He and Rick are getting along so well. Would you believe that they did a movie marathon just the other night?”
Rarity hummed to herself, the slender woman taking mental notes on how the new attire she had Fluttershy try on fit with her figure. Being a lingerie set, it had taken a little urging to get the pink haired woman to try it out. But as far as she could tell, it fit wonderfully. The dark violet bra did seem to strain a little under the size of Fluttershy’s mounds, but held fast and kept them from moving wildly, adding a degree of perkiness to her chest. Combine that with how the panties could essentially double as a thong with Fluttershy’s build, and Rarity found herself glad she told Spike to take today off. He wouldn’t be able to look in their direction without stammering an excuse and apology.
“He’s been such a help around the house too. After that bad storm a couple weeks ago, he came in on his day off and fixed it right up! He even offered to go around and check the rest of the animals’ homes around the house, to make it easier on me.” Fluttershy sighed.
“Well, it sounds to me like you’ve bagged quite a catch with him, darling.” Rarity commented with a smile. “Here, come down now. I believe that’s enough modeling for today.” She held a hand out politely to Fluttershy, who stepped down from the platform. While brewing a fresh batch of tea for the two, Rarity had to note the seeming uplift in Fluttershy’s behavior. It’d been three or so months since that first date, and the fashionista could scarcely say that she’d yet to hear one bad remark on the man.
Returning to her lobby, the now fully clothed Element of Kindness sat waiting, and Rarity had to shake her head, the grin on her lips staying as she sat across from her. “It certainly is a good thing you two have going on. Has his work been alright on him as well?”
Fluttershy nodded, tucking her hair behind her ear before sipping at the still warm tea provided. “He’s had a better time of things since we got him to drive Celestia and Luna around. He says his manager gave him a raise and is reserving his cab as only his. It was so funny, seeing him panic when they both showed up asking for his car.” She giggled at the memory. “Nowadays, they sometimes call him the ‘Royal Chauffer’ whenever there’s mention of them coming around for another one of their tours.”
Rarity gave a small titter as well before she closed her eyes and leaned back in the chair she sat in. The quiet of the moment filled the room, and she opened her eyes to look to the woman across from her. “So…” she started, drawing Fluttershy’s attention.
“Hmm?” she blinked innocently.
The purple haired tailor grinned devilishly. “How is he in bed?” she chose the direct route for maximum effect. When it came to teasing the poor dear, being direct tended to bring the best results. She was not disappointed as Fluttershy’s face flushed and she squeaked, only for her to sputter into her tea cup which shook as she sat it down. “Goodness, so well that he has you shaking already. Do you need a moment to compose yourself?”
Fluttershy settled down and tried to pout angrily at the woman across from her, but her kind nature along with the pleasant smile across Rarity’s lips made her abandon that tactic. “I…w-we haven’t…” Fluttershy muttered as she drew in to herself, bringing her arms together as she cast her eyes down towards her feet.
Rarity frowned and tilted her head. “He’s not leading you on, is he?” she asked suspiciously.
Fluttershy quickly shook her head. “I’m s-sure that’s not the issue…t-the issue is…l-likely me…” she mumbled.
Rarity blinked and came around to the now frowning busty beauty, giving her a hug. “Now, now. What could possibly make you think that there’s any issue with you that could prevent you two from enjoying each other?”
Fluttershy looked up at her fellow Element cautiously before whispering. “W-what if…w-what if we get into the moment…a-and he reacts like…l-like the others? S-says I’m…t-too big or fat, or…” she trailed off but Rarity cut off her line of thinking.
“Fluttershy, darling. You couldn’t be farther from the truth if you could fly like our Dash can.” She remarked, and pulled the woman to stand up and follow her to a mirror nearby. “I know for a fact there are plenty of women out there who would sleep with their plastic surgeon just to try and get your physique. You’re absolutely splendid, darling!” she praised, bringing a nervous smile from the woman as she looked herself over in the mirror.
“Besides…as I happen to recall while visiting one day, someone hasn’t exactly been playing little miss innocent. Or do I need to entirely remember the day he came by to build you a new coop for the chickens?” Rarity teased, and Fluttershy looked away with a guilty smile. The day in question she was recalling was a warm summer day in June, with the forecaster on the radio warning of a heat wave. Rick had come by as he’d promised to help her with building a new chicken coop, the one she’d been using having worn down in condition over the years.
With how hot the day had been, it’d only been a short while before Rick was already sweating, even while using what cover he could to stay out of the heat. Fluttershy’s pets had other plans, and Rick soon found the shirt he’d taken off to wipe his face with stolen by a mischievous Winona. The pursuit led to her eventual capture, but his shirt was ruined by dirt and dog slobber. Of course, while all this occurred, Fluttershy had been watching from the porch, fanning herself while keeping Rick company. Once the shirt had come off, however, she’d forgotten how to operate her hands as her eyes trailed over his musculature. He’d told her about his job in construction, but she hadn’t expected him to be this fit!
“Or maybe I should be ready to give Featherweight ‘The Talk’ when he finds your…how did he call it… ‘lightsaber’ again?” Fluttershy jerked and whined at the mention of that embarrassing incident. She had told Featherweight to not go into that closet!
“Y-you said you wouldn’t talk about that!” Fluttershy protested, making the violet-haired woman giggle.
“And I haven’t…yet.” She teased, making the bustier woman pout.
“S-so…w-what should I do?” she asked, and Rarity smiled.
“Well, Fluttershy my dear, the first thing is for you to realize that you’re perfectly entitled to pursue Rick for your intimate wants.” Fluttershy blushed, but nodded at the mention of ‘intimate’. “This fellow sounds like the patient type, as he certainly hasn’t forced anything upon you, has he?”
Pink tresses shook to and fro as Fluttershy shook her head. “He’s always so kind and patient with me…even when I think I’m just rambling and making him bored, he’s always listening to every word. He says…” she trails off, her cheeks warming as a soft smile adorned her face. “…he says ‘you make me smile just by talking to me’.” Fluttershy brought her hands up to her cheeks and looked away, unable to resist the smile on her face as her heart hammered in her chest.
Rarity cooed and smiled warmly at this. “Ah, love…oh! Idea!” she sprung up, drawing Fluttershy out of her daydreaming. “He has been waiting all this time for you to make the move when you’re ready, right?” She nodded and Rarity grinned devilishly. “Then let’s give him the best sign to show you’re ready, dear. After all, what man could resist a nice swim on a hot day?”
Rarity moved her clothing rack aside until she found the piece she was looking for, something that made Fluttershy go beet red as she looked it over. “O-oh my…”
***
“This is a great idea, Fluttershy!” Rick proclaimed as the pair of them made their way through one of the trails inside the forest. Though usually content to stay outside of the wooded area, Rick was more than happy to follow Fluttershy’s lead into the forest. Being a caretaker of animals both domestic and feral, he knew that she wouldn’t lead him to anywhere dangerous. “How did you find this place again?”
Fluttershy smiled, one arm holding her basket of bundled up snacks and towels, while her other arm remain hooked around Rick’s thick own. She enjoyed how his arm was smooth to the touch yet gave an assurance of the strength he held. If anything bad could happen, he’d protect her. “Well, Rainbow and Applejack sometimes explored in the forest when we were younger. There’s a lot of little places where people can go to have some peace and quiet. They showed me this lake and it seems like the perfect little getaway when it gets too hot.” She explained.
Rick nodded and looked to her. “Well, I’m glad you’re letting me have a peek into your own private watering hole.” He chuckled, making Fluttershy giggle as well. The woman’s heart was pounding steadily as she drew nearer to the lake, Rarity’s words of encouragement still ringing in her ears, as well as remembering the attire she had underneath the yellow sundress she chose to wear out.
Soon enough, she recognized the familiar fork in the path, and led Rick to the left, ignoring the path on the right that led towards Zecora’s neck of the woods. Instead, the pair came upon a wide clearing, and she grinned as she heard Rick give a start. The wide expanse was like something you’d only see in artworks; a wide clearing where the tall trees formed a loose protective ring from the outside world, the blue sky above dotted with white clouds that assured a peaceful weather. The lake was undisturbed, the water shifting only at the wind’s accord as gentle breezes blew by. The tall grass of the forest gave way to a shortened, much easier to traverse terrain of sand, dirt, and grass that Rick felt underneath his feet as he stepped in.
“Wow…and you had this all to yourself, huh?” he remarked as he took the basket from Fluttershy and sat it down gently. He whistled and shook his head. “Next thing you know, you’ll be telling me you got a treasure chest hidden out here with gems and diamonds.” He joked.
Fluttershy giggled behind him and shook her head. “No, I’m afraid not. I just figured that with how the heat’s been, you might appreciate having somewhere to go to cool off. And while the city has its public pools, I’m not much for overcrowded spaces.” She said.
Rick nodded and tugged his shirt off, having come out to her house in a pair of swimming trunks when she called about going for a swim. “I can definitely go for a good swim. It feels like it’s been ages!” He turned back to her. “Would you like to come with me, or-” the words died in his throat as Fluttershy’s sundress hit the ground.
“I think I’d like a swim with you, Rick.” Fluttershy’s voice was barely audible in Rick’s ears as his heartbeat thudded within his chest loudly. Rick had always been a man of manners and politeness, as he’d been raised to be respectful to women always. But he could do little more than stare at the expanse of skin he could see with Fluttershy’s choice of swimwear. The two piece green bikini did more to emphasize her curves than to try and keep her decent. The swell of her breasts seemed to want to overflow over the tight cups her top made, Rick being able to make out a slight red hue across the expanse of her cleavage. His eyes trailed down to her lean belly, smooth and inviting to touch before they paused at her legs. Long yet pleasantly thick, her hips were pronounced and shifted as she slowly walked up to him. Fluttershy enjoyed how stupefied he looked; giving a small spin that gave Rick a glorious view of her splendid backside, the fabric of the bottom emphasizing how juicy her rear was.
“What do you think?” She asked, awaiting his opinion. She pulled her arms back and hooked her hands together behind her, unknowingly making her breasts stand further out and making Rick nearly have a heart attack as they jiggled slightly. Their weight was enough that they strained against the top, but didn’t show any sign of sag as they rested on her chest.
“…I think I hit my head on the way out here. And a beautiful angel has come by to sweep me up to heaven.” He mumbled, gulping as his brain tried to reboot.
Fluttershy giggled and came up to him, kissing his cheek before taking his arm in hers, letting her breasts squish around his arm as it was trapped against her cleavage. “Come on. Let’s swim!” she entered first, walking out into the water until her midriff was beneath the water and then diving in. Rick was still dumbfounded and could only watch as she emerged, rising up and flicking her hair back in one grand sweeping motion that he committed to memory. “Well, get in, silly!” she giggled. Rick finally responded and kicked off his sandals, leaping in after her.
Surprised by his sudden energetic response, the busty pink maiden was treated to a splash of water as he landed, and suddenly found herself plucked up into his strong arms. “Teasing me like that!” he yelled out before holding her against him as he fell back, bringing her into the water with him. She could only laugh underwater as he held her, his hands at her belly before they released and he drifted to the surface with her. Breaking through the top, she was still laughing before Rick brought her close to him and kissed her. Welcoming it gladly, Fluttershy returned the lip lock and the pair sat there for a moment, lost with each other. They parted, both panting lightly, and Fluttershy smiled as she rested her head on his chest, hearing his heartbeat faintly.
“You’re wonderful, Fluttershy. Especially to me.” Rick said, kissing the top of her head as he stroked her long pink curtain of hair. She relished the soft touches and petting, rewarding him with a kiss to his chest before coming off of him, her cheeks pink from the action.
They swam together for a time, the privacy of the lake affording them the relaxation and simple pleasure of being with each other. Rick found himself unable to tear his eyes away from her, whether underwater or above it. She was so beautiful like this that it was taking him a grand effort to keep his hormones under control, and his hands from reaching out to move where his lower brain wanted to feel.
Eventually, Fluttershy emerged from the water and stepped out, Rick following behind and being treated to the glorious sight of her shaking rear as she bent over to get something from the basket she brought. Rick swore he’d have steam pouring out of his ears had he not torn his eyes away at the last second, only to look back when she turned around to face him. In her hand was a bottle of suntan lotion with a cartoon graphic of the sun emblazoned on it. “Always make sure to be safe, they say.” Fluttershy said before she laid out her towel, lowering herself to lay on it. Being on her belly, her breasts were pushed against the ground and seemed to jut out slightly on the sides from Rick’s perspective, further enticing his steadily burning libido in his mind. “Could you get my back for me, Rick? I put some on before we left, but I always have trouble getting around there.” She said, drawing on Rarity’s suggestion to let him have the chance to push things further.
Knowing what she asked him to do and doing his best to not make any move that could disturb her, Rick nodded and kneeled beside her. Taking the lotion in hand, he squeezed a fair portion out and smothered it into his hands before he paused. “Um…Fluttershy?” he asked, making her look over her shoulder at him. “Your top…”
She felt her cheeks warm further, yet Fluttershy smiled and nodded. “It’s ok, Rick. I trust you.” Those words seemed to click something between them both, and Rick commented no further as he unsnapped her top and let it fall to the side, brushing her pink hair aside so that he could apply the lotion slowly and easily along her fair backside. Though she always had a light complexion, Rick felt it suited her as his hands massaged up and down, feeling out the supple lines and soft skin that had teased at his imagination for some time now.
Fluttershy let out a soft moan that caused herself to blush as she vocally admitted her enjoyment of his actions, and closed her eyes. In truth, her heart was hammering in her chest. This was the moment of truth for her, to try and take the leap for them both. She had waited a long time for someone to get this close to her, to be with her. She knew they had an emotional connection, and knew further still that Rick didn’t reject her. Letting the nervousness fade, she waited until he was done applying it to her back before she spoke up in a soft whisper. “Rick?”
He blinked and paused where he was, doing his best to ignore the now semi-present stiffness he was carrying in his trunks. His hands had drifted so close to her rear that he’d become nervous he went too far. “D-did I do something wrong?” he asked quickly.
Fluttershy shook her head slowly, taking a breath quickly before she looked over to him. “There’s just…one spot you missed…” she whispered again, and Rick blinked before she turned slowly. Her arm came up to catch her top before it fell away from her breasts, but she held his eyes and smiled before letting it fall. Rick’s gasp was brief as he was treated to an uninhibited view of her full breasts, the mounds full and inviting. Face flushed, yet refusing to give up, she looked up at him and saw him hovering right by her. She moved silently, causing Rick to sit back on his behind as she placed herself squarely in his lap. Her bare chest pressed against his chest and rubbed against him as he looked her in the eye.
“F-Fluttershy…is you…are you sure? With me?” he asked in a soft tone, his entire attention on her.
“Rick…I’m sure. I’ve felt like so much of my life has picked up because of you. You make me smile. You care about Featherweight. You listen to me, and respect me, and care for me. Now…please…” her tone almost pleading, her hands drifted up and cupped his cheeks as she stared into his eyes. “…please make me feel like a woman again. Let me be your woman.”
The dam that held Rick’s desires came crashing down with her plea, letting loose the desire that’d been pooling within him ever since they’d arrived. He answered by kissing her on the lips fully, arms coming around to hold her by the middle. The embrace made her gasp into his mouth, but she soon returned his passion as her soft lips embraced his own. Her delicate arms rested on his chest as her long legs rubbed against his curled own. His hand along her back danced slowly up along her spine before finding her long, thick voluminous hair, stroking it slowly as he continued to kiss her, growing progressively more lustful as it went on.
Fluttershy was internally cheering as she felt him cling to her so tightly, giving her the sensation of needing her, wanting her to be with him. It led her to surrender to her passions and welcome the probing tongue that teased along her lips, her own coming up to meekly greet his before he dominated over it, causing her to moan as he gave his own sigh of satisfaction. It rolled and swirled over hers, the tip pressing against the roof of her mouth before dragging back slowly, letting him commit to memory the taste of her.
They finally parted for air, Fluttershy left gasping as Rick was. He smiled up at her and moved downward, kissing along her neck slowly. She gave a pleasured sigh as he nibbled gently on her neck at the base, tongue flicking out slowly. That sigh gave way to a moan as she felt one of his large hands find its way to her breast, squeezing it firmly. She pulled back to watch him as he fondled her, her face flaming. “T-they’re not…too big, are they?” she asked softly.
Rick shook his head. “They’re absolutely beautiful, just like you.” He assured, and she smiled before moaning again as Rick brought both hands up. Still coated in the lotion he’d been using before, his hands kneaded and massaged the orbs eagerly, exploring every inch of the vast canvas that made up her chest. The way his hands brushed against her nipples made her body shake, and goose bumps raced up her spine as he lifted her breasts before squeezing them together, kneading and rubbing all the while in a steady, easy rhythm that left her mind reeling.
“They’re so sensitive…” she moaned to him. “Keep playing with them? Please?” she half begged, but she didn’t need to ask further as Rick nestled his face into the line of her cleavage and licked along the long crevice there as he continued to toy with her breasts. The sensual attention of his tongue against her warming skin along with his hands made her grind her hips against his front, and she let loose another moan when he began toying with her nipples, the bright pink nubs standing out for attention that he gladly gave.
“Oh, Rick! Yes!” she whimpered as his fingers began to tug and tweak at her nipples, stimulating them carefully as he listened to her cries. Rick was lost amidst the actions of toying with her breasts, the swollen mounds overflowing in his grasp as he pressed on with his foreplay. Sniffing along her skin slowly, he could make out the scent of the water along with the sweet scent of her body and the suntan lotion as well, the valley of her cleavage a sensual mix as he ran his tongue along it again before bringing his lips down to capture one of her nipples. Her cry of pleasure along with the hand pressing into the back of his head urged him on, and he suckled, letting his teeth rub against the sensitive nub lovingly while his other hand busied itself with her opposite breast. A lustful idea came to him, and releasing both, he took a momentary breath before bringing the breasts together with his hands, taking both of her nipples into his maw with ease as he suckled on both.
Fluttershy’s eyes widened and she pushed on his head moreso, grinding her hips against his now prominent bulged front as he teased her. Her nethers were opening the floodgates, she knew, the heat coming from her core steadily rising from Rick’s efforts. Something was tingling at the back of her mind, but she was too lost in his actions to think on it. As he started to tug and flick his tongue up and down against the nubs, she began to comprehend what it was. But she could do little more to act to delay it than to moan Rick’s name as she lay atop him. She lost control as he tugged on both with his teeth, the sharp jab of pleasurable tension snapping the cord inside her and causing her to let out a long and sensual moan as she shuddered in his lap.
Rick paused in his actions as he felt something wet and hot flash across his crotch, and released her now reddened and pleasantly swollen nipples to see Fluttershy trembling. “You ok, Fluttershy?” he asked, panting lightly. He could’ve asked her algebraic functions for all she knew as she was temporarily lost amidst the pleasure of the small orgasm she’d had. And only from him toying with her nipples! She shuddered as she came down from the high and whimpered in want as she could only envision what would happen when they got to the real deal.
“Y-yes…R-r-rick…”she stammered out as her hands rested on his chest. Rick’s own hands rested on her hips, helping her to steady as she got her bearings back. “T-that was…I…oh, wow.” Fluttershy panted and leaned down, kissing Rick passionately before lifting off of him slowly. Her face, flushed from the previous excitement, maintained its red hue as she gestured him to stand up. Rick blinked, feeling slightly self-conscious as he realized she was head level with the tent in his trunks. Yet Fluttershy drew closer on her knees, her nimble hands undoing the tight string that held up the trunks and let them fall to the ground at his feet.
Her eyes went wide as she eyed his now freed length, twitching at full attention. It seemed almost angry, standing stiff and throbbing, the head of his cock swollen. She blinked as she stared at it, and slowly looked up at Rick’s face. He wasn’t sure what to say, and gulped. “It uh…I hope it’s not…too uh…too big…” he finally said.
His words seemed to snap her out of her daze, and Fluttershy delicately grasped him, the softness of her grip making him sigh quietly as she held him. Rick let her move at her own pace, letting her explore and become more familiar with his length. For Fluttershy, her gaze had shifted down to his full length and could not take her eyes off of it for anything. It had been too long since she’d last seen one, let alone such a piece that was inspired purely by her actions. Her other hand came up and joined its partner in stroking him, slowly feeling along the grooves and veins that made up his rigid member. Her short breaths through her hanging open mouth brushed against his crown, sending another pleasurable shiver through Rick’s body as he kept still.
The pulsing she could feel in his own length was beginning to make her nethers grow wet again, Fluttershy realized, and leaning forward allowed her to intake a new stimulation: the musk of arousal that was coming from his length. A hazy dizziness overcame her slowly as she became drawn in by the scent, her eyes lowering until they were half-lidded as she gazed on the orbs dangling beneath his cock. Her hands slowed their stroking, and she lifted him up to better view them. They appeared heavy and full, and the busty beauty found a burning, if perverse, desire grow within her. One hand continued to squeeze and rub lovingly, while the other drifted down slowly before cupping them in her hand. Rick shivered slightly, his toes curling as she delicately and cautiously hefted his crown jewels.
“A-ah…S-shy…” he whispered softly. Fluttershy looked up, but saw pleasure etched in his expression, and took his moans as encouragement to continue. Heart racing and lust pumping through her veins, she took her next sensual step forward, and brought her lips down slowly to kiss at his base, her lips pressed at the junction between his member and his balls. Being so close allowed Fluttershy to experience more of his musky scent, something she deeply inhaled and shivered as she squeezed her legs together, giving off a soft moan. Her hand stroking him pumped faster, and she began to lavish his nethers with sensual licks and kisses.
Rick’s body was quickly heating up as the oral treatment continued, doing his best to breathe deeply to contain himself. Fluttershy hadn’t even moved on beyond giving him a slow and sensual handjob, and he was already losing control. The consistent moans and wet slurps she made did little to aid his resistance as his clenched hands left his sides and came to rest on her head, his fingers burying themselves into the forest of soft, wet pink locks as Fluttershy delved on. She was becoming lost to the scent he was giving off, and moved into a new level as she removed her head from being nuzzled into his crotch to lick and kiss the throbbing tip, an action that made Rick moan.
The taste was unique, for certain. Fluttershy wasn’t put off by it; it drew her in like his scent had. Her tongue swirled around the tip languidly, leaving a trail of her saliva around the lining of his tip before coming up and flicking just above the slit, then repeating once more as she continued to stimulate the sensitive flesh. His fingers rubbed and squeezed at her head, and she moved onward, taking the tip into her maw. The wet embrace let her tongue further lavish him with attention, her hands keeping up their efforts in the mix of pleasure she offered him.
Yet, Fluttershy felt that she could still do more to pleasure him. She looked up at Rick, his eyes squinted shut as his hands continued to occasionally shiver against her head, urging her on. Her mind raced and came to a sudden answer, one that she realized would give them both more pleasure. Releasing his now slick and saliva-coated length from her mouth, she waited until he was watching before acting. “Let’s try…this…” she whispered before bringing her hands up and cupping her breasts, hefting them up and enclosing them around his shaft. It brought a moan out of both lovers instantly: Fluttershy at the feeling of his heated maleness trapped between her mounds and being still able to lick at the tip, while Rick’s length stiffened further, his legs trembling from the softness of the pillows. Pre-cum began to flow steadily from the tip as his strength began to give out on resisting a climax.
“Oh, it’s leaking…” Fluttershy noted softly, squeezing her breasts tighter around him as she leaned closer. The heady scent of him was much stronger with his pre-cum dripping across her breasts, and she gleefully licked at the tip. His taste ignited her passions back to life, and she began to quickly stroke her chest up and down his cock while continuing to lick at the engorged tip. Rick groaned and released his hold on her head, his hands moving to cup her breasts as well while his hips jerked. The extra push of his thrusts let his tip enter her mouth with more ease, which the busty beauty gladly welcomed as she continued the pleasurable titfuck and blowjob.
For the man she was pleasing, he found his sanity was quickly fading as his climax approached. His thrusts became more forceful, the steady flow of pre-cum leaking enough that the drips that Fluttershy let by trailed down her cleavage and made her valley slicker. It was becoming too much, and Rick grit his teeth as he tried to stave off the impending finish. “F-flutter…shy…” he managed to growl out.
Fluttershy heard him and released his length, moving her head to speak while his member continued to pump through her cleavage. His precum smeared across her cheek and chin as his cock brushed against her face, and Fluttershy moaned as she felt him stiffen inside her cleavage. “Cum! Cum on me, Rick!” She begged.
Rick’s libido wholeheartedly agreed, and with a groan, Rick squeezed her breasts roughly as his climax fired off with gusto; the first thick wad shot up and landed with a splat across her forehead, making Fluttershy let out a trembling moan as she closed her eyes, the rain continuing with his second and third shots. The streams of cum were thick, and his scent washed over her as she let him ride out his orgasm, relishing the feeling of being the center of his lustful excitement. When his release slowed and he eased his thrusting, Fluttershy’s pink hair was dotted white, along with her cheeks and neck. Her breasts had a sheen of milky white, and she brought her hands up to rub across the strands on her flesh, cooing softly as she massaged them into her skin.
“So thick…it’s been long for you too, hasn’t it?” she whispered softly, gazing lovingly back up towards her lover. The broad-shouldered man gave a small nod as he focused on keeping himself steady before seating himself with a thump, panting as his still half-stiff length dangled down. Fluttershy quickly finished cleaning off her cheeks and face of any of his essence, licking it off her fingers before approaching Rick and meeting his lips with her own. There was a salty tinge on her tongue now from his seed, but the tanned male gave no heed to it as he welcomed her back to him, his hand finding her breast and squeezing it gently in contrast to the rough grip he had before.
Fluttershy gave a soft groan at his groping before parting, her flushed face bearing a loving grin as she admired her lover. “This…this is…s-so wonderful…” she said softly as he held her. The intimate air of the moment surrounded her, letting her feel freer to relish his warmth and adoration. In normal circumstances, Fluttershy would be apprehensive to even think of being in a situation like this, too afraid of being judged or viewed negatively. Yet, Rick had dashed those fears in his own way, letting her come into her comfort zone at her own pace. It was like he’d renewed her fire back to life.
Rick’s hand left her breast and came up to caress her cheek, letting her lean into it as it petted her slowly. “That makes two of us. You…I’m so scatterbrained right now, I can’t even think.” Rick remarked, making her giggle quietly before leaning in for another soft kiss. He welcomed it and licked at her lips, Fluttershy’s tongue taking courage and brushing against his. The wet appendages licked and stroked each other before Rick pulled back, a mischievous grin on his face. “You know what I wanna do now?”
Fluttershy’s face burned as various passionate images crossed through her mind. “D-don’t you…n-need a b-bit to recover?” she asked, shivering and trying to ignore how her pussy was clenching in want for the real deal.
Rick smile turned bashful as he spoke. “Well, a little bit, yeah…but that doesn’t mean we have to stop.” He said, laying back and helping to heft her to sit on his chest. Straddling his broad front with her thick legs spread, Fluttershy was treated to the sensation of exposing her barely covered honeypot to Rick’s sight. Instinctive shyness made her bring her hands up to her beet red face, whilst Rick’s hands caressed her bare thighs, slowly stroking along the length of the thick yet seductively soft muscle.
“R-R-Rick, t-that’s…t-that’s…” she whimpered, afraid of any negative comment he’d give when he tugged the cloth bottom cover aside, exposing herself to the air. The heat of the air matched well with the hotness emanating from her moist and swollen lips. They were bare of any hair and spread due to her straddling his chest. Rick was treated to the sight of her pink and innermost depths, barely a few inches away from his face, and looking as inviting as an oasis in the desert, one he would gladly dig into.
“I-Is it bad? D-does it l-look bad?” She questioned quickly.
Rick looked up to her and thought of how best to word it to ease her worries, but came to the conclusion that he’d need to be as direct as possible. His hands let go of her thighs and slowly brushed along her hips around to her rear, and Fluttershy squeaked as he fully gripped her rear globes, bringing her forward still. She lurched forward and found balance through one recourse: straddling Rick’s face as he lay flat on his back, his face shoved directly into her crotch. She then felt his answer as a warm and thick cord seemed to lash out at her sensitive nethers, making her tremble as she arched her back in surprise and pleasure. “O-oh! Oh! Rick! Y-you’re!”
He gave no vocal reply, letting his actions continue to speak for him as his hands caressed and kneaded the plump cheeks of her ass as he continued to dab and lick along the sides of her exposed pussy. Rick didn’t believe he could vocalize a response properly anyway; her scent and taste was washing over him and eradicating any thought of speaking. He wanted only to feel her, to taste her, and most of all to hear her moan once more. So he moved on, brushing the tip of his tongue from the bottom of her slit to the top, and then slowly moving down the right, prodding and stroking at his own pace.
Any thought of making Rick stop was violently and entirely eradicated from her mind as her thighs clenched around his head, entrapping him between her legs as he feasted on her womanhood. Each flick of his tongue was driving the air from her lungs, ecstasy sending sparks through her being. When he slowed, she opened her closed eyes to look down at the mop of brown hair that signified his place, only for her eyes to widen and her mouth to open in a silent scream as his tongue penetrated her depths, clenching her thighs tighter still around him. The thick and plump muscles held tight around his head, yet he gave no sign of slowing or stopping.
Rick had found a treasure of tastes when his tongue pushed into her folds, welcomed and squeezed by her love tunnel as he stroked and rubbed against her wet flesh. The grip of her legs on him gave him a sense of confidence that he was hitting the right buttons, and aided her by pushing on her butt with his hands, inadvertently pushing him deeper into her pussy as he licked. He swirled his tongue around several times, his nose and face buried against her muff and causing her to moan continuously as he went. Remembering an old trick he read in a book once, he laid his tongue flat against the roof of her vaginal tunnel, coaxing and rubbing to find the spongy, delicate flesh he’d only heard of. He knew he’d found her g-spot when she lurched forward, humping his face weakly as he overwhelmed her senses, his tongue continuing to hit that one spot.
Fluttershy’s mind was lost amidst the pleasure Rick was affording her, the fire in her belly growing steadily as he pumped his tongue in and out quickly. Her juices flowed steadily and freely into his open maw, further immersing him in her scent and alluring taste. It was sweeter than any cold drink on a hot day like today, Rick admitted, the temperature of the day seeming to rise as he plowed on. When she suddenly tensed and trembled above him, Rick thought to slow his motions, only to find his mouth suddenly flooded with her juices as she came. It caught him off guard, yet he persisted, managing to slurp up what he could while trails of her femcum rained down his chin and face. Spurred on by her unexpected climax, his tongue attacked her pussy with renewed vigor.
All while Rick dug into her nethers, Fluttershy hands had found business in squeezing and kneading her bountiful mounds, her legs shaking as she rode out her climax. When she realized that Rick wasn’t stopping even after she came, she cried out in lust and wildly humped in time with his flicking tongue, gasping for air between moans as her fingers tugged and toyed with her nipples. Rick’s hands on her rear added further fuel to the fire, giving every bit of her sensitive flesh attention. Her eyes rolled back in her head as the orgasm seemed to roll into a long, continuous wave of pleasure, and she slumped atop him when he finally gave her pause.
Shifting her back with a gentle nudge, Rick’s now gleaming face shone due to her spray of femcum across it, and his tongue licked along his lips to claim what of her essence he could. “Nothing like a cool drink on a hot day.” He remarked softly, grinning as he viewed the curvaceous angel atop him. Fluttershy got her breath back after a moment, and her trembling legs finally released their hold on Rick as she got off of him, only to slowly lie on her back. Rick got up slowly, his now fully erect length renewed and stiff as he placed himself atop on all fours above her. From Fluttershy’s vantage, his body was framed by the sun shining down on them from the sky, and her eyes found his. Her hand shakily moved down to her hip and tugged the last strand of clothing she had on off, leaving her bare before him.
“Rick…” she whispered, and the man nodded as she lifted her legs up, her free hand shakily coming down to spread her still sensitive lips apart in a silent invitation. Rick’s length throbbed in want, yet he looked to her face for assurance. They’d come this far, and he knew it was the farthest either had reached in some time. He moved to let himself drape over her, and balanced himself on his knees on either side of her as his lips hovered over hers.
“Do you want this? For sure?” he asked, looking into her eyes. Her cyan orbs reflected her open affection and she nodded, leaning her head up to kiss him softly as her free hand reached down and found his length, caressing it slowly as she helped aim it to her core. Rick broke off the kiss and smiled at her before he moved himself to a better position, his hands taking hold of her legs to steady her as he lifted her up carefully, spreading her lips apart further as his tip prodded against her entrance.
Fluttershy waited with increasing anticipation as he pushed and tapped against her, yet didn’t penetrate. Her juices from her previous orgasm had already slickened it enough to let him enter with ease, yet he seemed to be waiting. Just when she was about to vocalize her concern, her mouth split into a gasp as the swollen head entered her, spearing her tight and slick tunnel and making both groan at the heat that immersed them both.
“Slow…slow…” she breathed out, gasping rapidly as her breasts heaved with her breaths, while Rick nodded and shoved down the desire to outright shove his entire member in one go. Instead, he moved cautiously, letting himself move inch after inch into her. The pink-haired beauty felt as if a swelling sensation was overtaking her, originating from her nethers as he entered. The filling continued until he finally reached his hilt, his balls lying pressed against her rear. Fluttershy trembled in pleasure and arched her back as she tried to comprehend it, a feeling she thought lost in memory but renewed in Rick’s manhood within her.
The man in question let out a shuddered sigh as he did his best to not be overwhelmed by his lover’s tight grip on his length within her depths. The pleasurable constriction was aided by how every part of her womanhood seemed set on holding onto his member, the moist and blazing hot slit caressing every inch. He took a few breaths to steady himself and let her adjust to his size before he reared back, slowly withdrawing his length. Fluttershy seemed to grow distressed as he withdrew, hands reaching up to grab at his shoulders and arms. “No! Leave it in please! Please!” her begging was punctuated by a roll of her hips, causing him to growl lustfully before he thrust in again, a deep shove that made her moan loudly as he began to rock her body with his slow thrusts.
Fluttershy cried out as they moved in tandem with each other; every time Rick thrust his hips forward into her juicy depths, she would respond with a buck of her own, trying to get as much of him into her with each pass. Fluttershy’s chest would bounce with each rough motion, a sight that tantalized Rick’s eyes as he watched her writhe beneath him. He leaned down, Fluttershy’s legs having hooked around his middle to keep him in place as he thrust, and found his face getting hit by her bouncing mounds before he could capture one with his hand and sensually lick and suck at the titflesh offered. The extra attention caused Fluttershy’s nethers to gush as he continuously pounded away, their lovemaking having already stained the towel they were laid on.
“Yes…oh goddess yes…Rick…love me, Rick. Love me!” she called to him, her hand coming up to push on his head and into her breast moreso. His motions intensified, and Fluttershy whined as his teeth rubbed against the rigid nipple in his mouth. She was quickly becoming overwhelmed as he started to buck faster, pumping his steeled member into her core. Lights were dancing in front of her eyes as her tongue lolled out, her legs holding tighter around his middle. “Oh, Rick!”
The man in question groaned around her breast, having progressed from sucking on her nipple to trying to tug on it as well, being careful to not move too roughly. With her hand pressing into the back of his head, he opened his mouth wider and fit as much of her titflesh as he could into his mouth, his cheeks hollowing. He arched his back slightly, causing her to lift up with him as he rammed himself harder still into her, sweat pouring down his bare back as it did her cleavage and back, making her hair stick to her back as the musk of their sex wafted around them.
Fluttershy’s endurance ran out first, throwing her head back and giving another loud yell of his name as she climaxed, her fluids squirting around the thick cock shoved inside her. The added lubrication gave Rick the ability to pump wildly, but he couldn’t hold out any longer himself. With a groan into her breast, he released his second salvo of their lovemaking into her waiting womb, the gushing fluids quickly immersing her womanhood in seed. He let himself remain buried within her as they rode out their climaxes, Rick moving to let her lay atop him as he rolled over onto his back. Her long pink curtain of hair draped over them both as they panted, trying to get their breaths. Rick’s head was tucked into her neck, peppering it with kisses that made her coo into his hair as she held close to him. Her coos shifted into a low moan when she felt his rigid length leave her sopping entrance, causing her to shiver as their mixed fluids ran down her thighs.
The tanned and muscular man got back his breath as he beheld her, and smiled lovingly up at her. Likewise, Fluttershy’s eyes blinked open slowly, and she returned his smile as she rested atop him. “Rick…I love you…” she whispered, the words scarcely leaving her lips before she flushed darkly at the confession.
“I love you too, Fluttershy…you’re…you’re better than anything a man could ask for.” He let out as his hand came up and stroked along her side slowly. The pink-haired beauty relished the touches, and mimicked them as she traced a finger along his pectoral in a small circle. They cuddled there until Fluttershy shifted, her butt bumping into the still stiff and juice covered length behind her. She blushed and looked at it meekly, while Rick looked on.
“Y-you’re…still hard…” she whispered softly as she looked back to him. He smiled bashfully and shrugged his shoulders.
“Well, when you have such a ravishing lady on top of you, it’s a little difficult to not be like this.” He replied. The compliment drew a smile out of her, and she slowly rose up, brushing her long hair behind her over her shoulder as she lifted up before moving his length to stand up, allowing her to grind her flower against him slowly. The action drew a groan from Rick, who looked up at her curiously.
Fluttershy’s face was a darker red than before, yet she still spoke clearly enough for him to hear. “I-I can…t-take care of….it for you…” she offered, continuing to tease and grind against it. “I-I…I-I want to be…f-full of you again…” she added, looking away shyly. How she could be shy after their lovemaking, Rick wasn’t sure. But it only added to the charm she’d tied around his heart to make him claim her as his.
“If it’s what you’d like, Shy, I’m not gonna stop you. You can do whatever you please.” Rick said reassuringly, letting her know that she was free to act as she wished to.
With his permission, Fluttershy beamed before she looked down at his stiff length. She had never measured it, having no real way to while lost in her passions. He was definitely thick, as she had felt, and remembering that feeling sent a wave of shivers through her spine. Lifting herself up again, she aligned his swollen tip to press against her flower, ignoring the feeling of embarrassment as she heard the squelching sound of it pressing into her again. With the tip inside her once more, she closed her eyes and let out a pleasant sigh.
It was here, however, that Fluttershy made one small error. With the vast amount of pleasure her body had been put through, her muscles were weak from the efforts. Her legs trembled, and she could only give a short “eep” as she suddenly felt them give in to gravity, the rest of her following suit. This resulted in her suddenly jamming his entire stiff cock into her in one swoop, causing her to freeze in place with him stuffed to the hilt in her pussy, her eyes skyward as her hands rested on his chest.
“F-Fluttershy?” Rick groaned out, the sensation of suddenly being jammed into such a hot and sticky embrace making his cock throb. He feared he’d hurt her, but he found instead that she was mumbling under her breath. With a grunt, he leaned up, and caught what she was saying.
“F-Full…S-so…F-full…” she muttered before moving again, rising up as her hands held to Rick’s shoulders. She brought her full weight down on him, her butt slapping into his lap as she cried out in joy. She was losing her mind to the sensation of being filled with him, images of being taken again and again by this same man crossing her field of vision. Lust became the fuel within her as she rode him, breasts bouncing as his hands steadied her by holding her rear, his fingers kneading and squeezing the plump cheeks as he watched her bounce, her pink tresses flaring behind her. It was a thing of desire and love mixed into one, personified by Fluttershy in Rick’s view.
The forest was silent save for her cries as she took him in again and again, closing her eyes to memorize the feeling of him thrusting into her. Her wide hips smacked into his crotch with every downward thrust, resulting in a wet sounding slap as strings of her femcum splashed out around his cock. Rick became occupied with lavishing her breasts with attention, the bouncing globes being eye level with him from her position, which he gladly took advantage of. He buried his face into her cleavage, licking, kissing, and sucking at whatever he could get ahold of.
Fluttershy groaned, and bottomed out with him inside her before rocking her hips back and forth, her pronounced rear grinding onto his thighs as she felt him stir his member within her quivering flower. “Rick…I want you to do something for me…” she moaned out as she continued to grind and roll atop him.
Rick removed his head from her heavenly bosom and looked up at her. “Anything, Fluttershy.” He said immediately, happy to fulfill any request to please her.
Fluttershy’s closed eyes opened, and she stared down at him. Her words when spoken confused him, until his brain connected them when she repeated.
“Take me…I want you to make me take every inch of you…and fill me up with your cum…I want your cum so badly, Rick!” she groaned out.
Rick had to think on how to fulfill that request from his position, but found an answer as she wrapped her legs around his middle. Mustering up his strength from within, Rick carefully stood up, still buried within Fluttershy, and made her rise with him. Balancing her against him, her breasts squished against his chest, he gave her butt a firm squeeze before lifting and lowering her, an action that made her whimper and groan into his neck. The sounds pushed him further, and he began to thrust his hips up when she came down.
The act of being in midair thrilled Fluttershy, taking all he had to give as she rode him. Her breasts slapped against her chest wetly, her body gleaming with sweat and saliva from the tongue bath he’d given her before. “Yes…Yes…Harder! Harder!” she moaned, and Rick granted her wish, moving to thrust harder into her. The force of gravity that acted on her every time she bounced added to his thrusts, and had he been any bigger, she realized, he would be pushing through her womb.
Rick groaned, the wet sensation of her sopping and dripping pussy gripping his length pushing him to finish quickly. He was drained, and weary; but he held out to try and bring Fluttershy to that same peak with him. He licked at her neck lustfully, tasting her sweat and the musk in the air, before her hands wrapped around his neck and forced him to kiss her hard, the pair’s tongues dueling as they moaned into each other’s mouths. Rick’s thrusts became more urgent and jagged, making the whole of Fluttershy’s body tremble from his forceful bucks.
“Oh, Rick. Rick! It’s here! I’m gonna…OH CELESTIA RICK!” she screamed as she climaxed, the world leaving her vision as she became awash with ecstasy, her femcum squirting once more in her final climax as it trailed down her shapely thighs. The tanned male’s efforts doubled, pushing as much as he could out of her climax for her to enjoy, before finally hilting within her and releasing his own orgasm. His member throbbed and gushed with cum, the thickness splashing against her walls and extending her climax as the busty beauty rode it out.
By the time he’d finished cumming; she was dripping his essence from her slit, and could only weakly cling to him as they both came down to the ground, a mess of juices and limbs. Fluttershy could only barely cling to reality in that moment, knowing only what she could feel of Rick’s torso as she held onto him for support. She would never let go of him now, not by any measure. No one could take his place in her heart for what he’d given her. And as she looked up at the sweaty and thoroughly exhausted man, she saw he reflected those same ideas.
The pair of them remained together there, in each other’s arms until Fluttershy groaned weakly and nuzzled into his chest. “We should…go home soon…” she mumbled softly. Already, the soreness was setting in, and she would be surely bowlegged for a time from this. But she could care less for what anyone would say; she’d found her man, and felt like a woman again with him.
“You know…it’s gonna be kinda hard to explain…why we’re not wet…” Rick panted out slowly.
“I think it’s safe to say I’m wet, Rick.” She remarked, giving a small giggle as her face remained red, still able to feel their juices leaking from her flower.
“Is it something you’d like to feel more often? With me?” He asked, looking down to her.
“There’s no one else but you, Rick. I’m sure of that.” The pink-haired woman remarked, and sealed the words with a gentle kiss which he returned, the pair welcoming the love they’ve found in each other’s hearts.
Author's Note
And that's a wrap!
I split the story like this to better preserve the flow of the tale, feeling that doing one whole long lengthy go would be intimidating or disinteresting to folks. I am hoping that you all enjoyed my take on Fluttershy, and I hope I did well.
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