Dear Red Shoes,

It's a timeless phrase - ‘Something old, something new, something borrowed, something blue’.

Besides good weather, every mare is supposed to have these with her on her wedding day, or so they say. I never really understood their importance among the millions of huge tasks that go into planning a wedding, but the funny thing is, you feel like something is missing until you have those four little details in hoof...

I had it all planned out; my grandmother’s locket around my neck as I walked down the aisle in a shimmering white dress that only Rarity could have designed… My mother’s snow-white, sheer veil hiding my cyan eyes and my furious blush as each hoof fall brought me closer to the stallion of my dreams. As for the blue… Well - oh, I really shouldn’t be writing this down at all - let’s just say that Rarity would have made sure I had a coordinating piece to go with the garter. Put simply, it was the wedding of my dreams. Years of stolen glances and missed opportunities finally became a lunch date, and after three years and a proposal on the banks of our favorite creek, it was all only two months away.

Then the letter arrived, and our plans were swept away in an instant.

The Diamond Dogs had formed an alliance with the Timberwolves, and they were attacking towns and villages all along the borders of the Everfree forest. The Royal Guard had been mobilized, but the sheer size of the forest and its borders would have forced the Guard to sacrifice one town’s protection in order to save another. So, for the first time in generations, the Princesses had activated the Kingdom Guard to aid in Equestria’s defense.

The Ponyville unit was to report in less than a week.

I went from frenetic and worried to panic and tears in an instant. I- I would have been so embarrassed, if I wasn’t a sobbing, blubbering mess. He must have assured me a thousand times that he would be alright, that the Kingdom Guard played more of a support role, rather than fight on the frontlines. I believed him, truly I did.

But I knew he couldn’t really make that promise; I abhor violence, yet even I knew that anything can happen in a war; that no matter how careful he was, all of our plans - all of our dreams - could be broken forever. I brushed a lock of my tear-stained mane from my face, and as I stared into his seemingly endless green eyes, I think we both knew exactly what to do next.

A few frantic hours later we were trotting in the doors of the Town Hall with less than an hour to spare before they closed for the day. We pledged ourselves to each other in a dress borrowed from the back of Rarity’s studio and the only suit in the tailor’s shop that he could afford, surrounded by Mayor Mare and as many friends as Pinkie could gather on a moment’s notice.

To call it crazy would be an understatement, and it definitely wasn’t what either of us had in mind, but we were married - and that’s all that I wanted to focus on as I stared at my reflection in the bathroom mirror.

“I’m sorry it wasn’t everything you wanted.”

I sighed gently as I felt his, no, my husband’s hoof lay across my withers. We both stared into the mirror, and for a moment, the world seemed to freeze in place. All I could feel was the strong rhythm of his heartbeat against my side, his warm breath gently tickling my long mane, his soft lips planting tiny nibbles on the tips of my ears.

“Hmm… Not exactly,” I whispered, “but it’s enough.” His kisses continued down my ears to the base of my neck, and I could already feel my coat warming under his touch.

His hooves began to play softly over my body with a grace and precision that belied the rough farm work that they performed every day. Brute force was his tool of choice for nearly everything, but as a divine mixture of kisses and caresses made their way onto my back, he felt as gentle and meek as one of my animal friends.

I stared at him through the mirror and soaked in the view as his lips and hooves took their time dancing over my yellow coat. His delicate touch enacted a kind of erotic torture on me, passing just close enough to the base of my wings to send blood rushing to them before pulling away again. A shiver ran down my spine as I slowly opened a wing and draped it over his neck, drawing his warmth closer to me.

“Mmm… Ohh…” I couldn’t help but moan as his hooves brushed through my secondary feathers before teasing my primaries. I never flew more than I needed to, so my wings were not nearly as broad or strong as most other pegasi, but under his touch, they turned into arrays of concentrated, raw pleasure in mere seconds. “O– Ah!” A shot of electricity shot right through me as he drew a hoof down my belly and brushed my nipples, and it took nearly all of my willpower to not collapse on the spot.

My tail began swishing back and forth as he continued his slow, almost reverent assault on my body. A haze of pure love and lust clouded my mind more with each touch, each kiss, each nibble. We had - oh, I shouldn’t write this either - we had been intimate before, but not like this. Not as husband and wife, bound together forever. Before, it was always rushed, but now… Now we could let go and fall completely into the depths of passion that we held for each other.

He stepped behind me as his hooves traveled past my still-tingling wings and down my lower back. “Mmhm…” I whimpered and moaned as each touch of his lips sent another shiver up my spine. My heart was racing faster than I had ever felt, my nerves were on fire, and my wings were nearly frozen in place with arousal, but - Celestia help me - it felt so good.

“Yes… Please don't stop…” I leaned my rump into his chest to draw him closer still, and as he leaned further over my back, my tail dipped underneath his barrel to brush the tip of his member. He was already unsheathed, and I could feel his shudder reverberate through me as I let the end of my tail brush along his entire length. He was ready, and judging by the dribble of arousal I could feel flowing onto my inner thighs, I was as well.

“O-oh… Y-yes!“ I nearly melted on the spot as he planted a deep kiss on my flank while his free hoof brushed across my already-dripping marehood. The desire to lean onto the vanity and present to him right there was nearly overwhelming, but somehow a moment of clarity broke through the back of my lust-filled mind, and I managed to find my voice for a moment.

“W-we never got anything blue, you know.”

He turned me around and looked right into my eyes. My breath caught in my throat as I stared back, our eyes lost in a mixture of barely restrained passion and endless love. “Nnope. Got it covered.” In one motion, he scooped me up onto his broad shoulders and carried me to the bedroom. He turned to the side as he entered and I saw a luxurious, blue blanket laying across the modest bed.

“Miss Rarity told me that seeing your dress beforehand was bad luck, so I wandered to Lyra’s store to pass the time while you tried on dresses. She didn’t have any garters,” he chuckled as he kissed me, “but I thought this would still count.”

I smiled and kissed him back, slowly parting his red lips with my tongue. “Mmm, that's very sweet- Eek!” I squeaked at the sudden movement, but his grip never faltered as he rolled me off his shoulders and slowly lowered me to the bed. The blanket’s soft, light-blue fabric felt like silk against me as I nestled my back into it and let my wings unfurl once more. My hind legs parted instantly as he slowly lowered himself onto me. My breaths were nearly ragged from the adrenaline racing through me; the raging fire in my veins - and the heat from my soaked core - screamed as one for release. As our hooves entwined, I looked up into my husband’s gentle, powerful eyes. "I love you, Macintosh Apple."

He wrapped a hoof through my mane and raised my lips to his in a slow, fiery kiss, and I whimpered helplessly as my very being surrendered completely to his loving embrace. He broke the kiss with a final twist of his tongue and looked down at me with a smoldering gleam in his eyes.

"And I love you, Fluttershy."

I pulled him closer and kissed him again. My entire body - from my wings to my hooves - quivered as my hips flexed against him, and a tidal wave of unbridled love tore through my veins as my center brushed against his erection. “Please, take me. Now.”

My heart exploded as I felt him enter my glistening core and fully claim me as his own, and as a cry of ecstasy ripped through me, I couldn't help but smile as one final thought crossed my mind...

Something blue indeed.

Thankfully, the war was short-lived, and peace was restored to the lands around the Everfree in a few months. We never did get around to holding the formal ceremony that we had been planning, but looking back on it, I'm glad that we didn't. That borrowed dress, the used suit, and of course the new, blue blanket... They mean more to me - to us - than any fancy party or custom-tailored suit.

Perhaps what 'they' never said though, is that sometimes it's not the items themselves that are important, but where they came from...

Author's Note

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I sincerely hope that you have enjoyed the read, and that you'll track this fic going forward. The next few installments are already in the planning stages, so there will most definitely be more where this came from. ;)

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