The Visitor.

The dead of the night. Everypony in Everfree Mansion was asleep. There were snores and bedsqueaks from every part of the house, except for one.

In her room on the third floor, Fluttershy lay awake on her bed. Her feelings about Rairty took turns keeping her head and heart occupied.

In an attempt to fall asleep, she concentrated on the supper. Rairty had been her overflowing conversational self. There hadn’t been a dead minute. The only intermezzo had been her refusal to eat the entrée, Applejack’s carrot soup with tomatoes and basil. An Italian dish, Fluttershy thought that it suited the countess perfectly, but she had but sniffed it once and then asked for something else without any explanation. And she had persuaded Fluttershy to avoid the soup as well. “Tomatoes are bad for your skin, darling. Oh, and ... well, not a big thing but ... I can’t stand anything that includes garlic. It ... gives me headaches. And if we are to be such good friends, you will have to avoid it as well. And yes, I am that sensitive. I wont be able to spend time with you if you eat this.”

So, she had skipped the delicious soup and went with a Cucumber Sandwich instead. It was still good, but …

The room became darker. That strange mist floated in from the window. The mist took the form of the cat. The cat walked towards her, and when it stood next to the bed, it took the form of Rairty.

Fluttershy blushed. She was prepared for Rairty to come to her, but she wasn’t prepared for Rairty to be naked. Rairty moved slowly towards the bed, her hips and tail swaying. Fluttershy could hardly look at her. She sat down on the bed and stroked Fluttershy’s hair.

“Good evening, my love. I hope you have been waiting for me.”

Rairty took Fluttershy's hand and placed it on her own chest. Fluttershy gasped and quickly removed her hand.

"Come on darling, touch me ... Your hands are so soft," she whispered. Fluttershy moved her hand slowly. Rairty’s white fur had felt so inviting and attracitve, but Fluttershy just felt clumsy now. She wasn’t sure where to put her hand and held it hesitantly in the air between them.

“Oh, but dear … are you that nervous … Let’s play a game!”

Rairty placed herself on the floor on all fours. Slowly, she walked up to Fluttershy.

“Miao. I’m a nice little white kitten. Pet me!”

When Fluttershy didn’t make a move, Rairty poked her with her head just like a cat.

“Miao … pet me. Pet me, please!”

That did make it feel easier. Fluttershy started petting her “cat” behind the ears, and then she stroked the fur on her back. Rairty purred.

“Miao. That feels so good … let me come closer to you.”

Rairty laid herself down next to Fluttershy, facing her. Maybe she wanted Fluttershy to touch her belly, but … it still felt awkward. In her books, ponies were always instantly 'having their nipples exploding in delight at the mere sight of perfectly rounded thighs and promising lips'. Fluttershy didn’t feel any explosions at all. She let her hands move over Rairty’s back and arms, but she didn't dare to touch her breasts or her butt. And least of all her … flower. She withdrew her hands and just looked at Rairty for a moment. And in that moment, things changed. She noticed how Rairty’s fur shimmered in the moonlight, her curves accentuated by the canvas of the dark room. Her mane was floating around her head, and her tail was pointing out teasingly between her legs. Rairty’s eyes were closed, and she let her hands slowly move over her own shoulders and down her sides. Then, she opened her eyes slowly while she raised her fingers to her mouth and slowly licked them, one by one.

Fluttershy felt the warmth in her body return, and driven by an subconscious will, she reached out to Rairty again. She let her hands move along her mane, letting the silky hair flow between her fingers. She took in every scent of Rairty: her perfume, her sweat, and that strange almost-sweat smell she couldn’t place. An overwhelming lust washed over her. She took Rairty’s face in her hands and pulled her in for a kiss, a short one at first. She came in a bit too hard the second time and accidentally bumped Rairty’s teeth with her own.

“Easy darling, easy. You don’t have to hurry,” Rairty purred.

Fluttershy’s let her lips reconnect with Rairty’s. She let her right hand slide down Rairty’s back, feeling its way down. She slowly moved her hand the length of Rairty’s back, stopping right above her tail, and moving back up, making it rest on her shoulder. But the hand wanted to move lower, and this time it moved beyond the tail and over the soft roundness of Rairty’s butt. It felt so very soft, and Fluttershy spread her fingers out to touch as much of it as possible. So forbidden, yet so exciting. Fluttershy squeezed.  Not breaking the kiss, Rairty moaned low at the slight roughness. They changed position so that Rairty was now laying on top of Fluttershy. Fluttershy’s left hand, still only caressing Rairty’s back, slid down to join her right hand on the other butt. Fluttershy was lost in the moment. The neverending kiss that tasted so good, the feeling of Rairty’s fur against her own, the wonderful sweet smell, the wonderfully soft behind. Rairty moaned louder with every movement of Fluttershy’s hands.

At that moment, she felt a short pain in her back. Her wings. They had erected themselves and stood prominently out on both her sides. Rairty opened her eyes briefly to see. She smiled, and her left hand left Fluttershy’s face to move over to her back. Her soft fingers touched the base of the wing. Fluttershy drew a violent breath. And when Rairty let her fingers slide up and down the wingbase, she could no longer help herself. Fluttershy broke the kiss and just lay with her mouth open.

"Nnnnmmmmmooohhhnnnn ..."

Rairty’s fingers responded to her excitement, and made even longer and more delicate movements. Feeling turned on, this new sensation threw Fluttershy into a state of utter rapture. Her spine and muscles strained just to get a little more feeling, and her hips grinded against Rairty’s almost by themselves. She needed more. She needed release so badly now. Her right hand moved away from Rairty’s butt and placed itself over her own undergarments. She touched herself over the clothes. The tension in her nethers eased a bit, but it still wasn't enough. She let her hand slip under the fabric, slowly … slowly … She had broken a lot of boundaries tonight, but to touch herself in the presence of another mare was almost too thrilling for Fluttershy. And that feeling made her even more eager to find her release,

Fluttershy found her hand caught in Rairty’s soft but firm grip. "Darling," she purred, "please do not use your hand on yourself." She bit Fluttershy's ear, soft and teasingly, and whispered, "Use it on me ... and let me take care of you." Rairty placed her hand over Fluttershy undergarments and began to stroke her.

"My my, young lady.” she said. ”I believe you have stained your delicate clothing. I may just have to punish you for that of behaviour later... but for now, let’s just take it off." As gentle as she had been their whole time, she took off Fluttershy's undergarments. Then she took her hand, and stroked Fluttershy’s own gently.  "You are so beautiful, my love. So beautiful. I want you so much right now. Come closer." She let go of Fluttershy's hand and placed her own between Fluttershy's legs. She let her fingers dance about, playing with all it could touch. Fluttershy tried to memorize every movement, so she could do this herself later on, or—even better—give Rairty something in return, but the immense pleasure she felt now made it almost impossible to concentrate. Fluttershy bit her lip and moaned.

"Do you like it?” Rairty asked.

Fluttershy could not speak. She could only get a "mhmmm" over her lips.

Rairty whispered "Tell me exactly how good it feels, or I will stop now."

"It feels wonderful. Oh, I … I ..."

"Oh but dear, you can do better than that. I almost get the impression that you don't like this at all ..."

The possibility of not having those wonderful fingers touching her made Fluttershy scream. "No, Rairty! Don’t stop... Merciful Solaris, this feels so good! I … I’m going to…”

She started to grind her hips towards Rairty’s fingers. She felt so close, so very close.

"Oh...ooooh..."

Fluttershy had her mouth wide open, but little sound came out. It was a near-silent scream of bliss, and her whole body shook in the shockwaves of release.

When it finally ended, Fluttershy fell back onto the bed, trying to catch her breath. However, her post-release bliss was cut short when Rairty pressed a kiss to her lips. "Now now, darling. I'm not finished yet. It is most unladylike to leave your love hanging like this ...’

Rairty spread her legs wide, for Fluttershy to see everything. And even though the sight made that warm feeling return to her body, she still couldn’t help but blush and hide her eyes. Rairty smiled. "Oh, my sweet, sweet, innocent little Fluttershy... Don't be shy… Feel your way."

Fluttershy tried to concentrate through her heavy panting and to focus, but it was hard. Her hand eventually found its way between Rairty's legs, and she almost forced three fingers deep inside her, which caused a gasp from Rairty. Her voice was sultry when she said, "Oh my... You are eager … and a fast learner but take it a bit easy ... just two fingers dear … oh yes … and a bit to—”

Fluttershy tried to mimic the movements Rairty had used before. She let the moans of her lover guide her: she let her finger slide against her marehood, let them dive in, then retreat and touch the more sensitive spots.

“Yes ... ah yes … oh that’s so good ... But, my love ... Don't forget my breasts." She folded her breasts towards Fluttershy, who started to caress them with her free hand. That was rewarded with another deep moan from Rairty."Don't be shy darling … kiss them. They're really quite sensitive, and they're longing for you to do ... oooh … oh yes that!" Fluttershy kissed Rairty’s breast all over, and she even dared to take the nipples in her mouth. "Oh yes … that’s good, suck on them, nibble on them like a hungry wolf … aaaah … Oh Solaris, you're really a fast learner..."

Fluttershy’s own arousal was amplified with the satisfaction of making another mare scream. She felt like she couldn't restrain herself, and so she put a hand between her own legs. Rairty thrust herself down on Fluttershy, kissing her and grinding their lips together. Fluttershy pushed herself over the edge, and soon both mares lay there, entangled in each other alms, letting every wave of pleasure ride through them.

As the lay there, nuzzled together in the post-orgasmic bliss, Fluttershy just felt one thing: she hoped she would never have to leave Rairty’s embrace. Her lover, however, had other plans.

"I don't want this night to be over yet, my love. Your kitten wants to play some more ..."

"Oh ... but … Rairty!" Fluttershy could hardly react as her nightgown was drawn over her head and tossed to the floor.

"Miao … I'm a kitten, and I want to feel your fur ... Oh, and that dress, dear ... it is indeed a symbol of your decency. Just one problem …” She paused. Fluttershy waited eagerly for her to continue.

”I don't want you decent. I want you wet and dirty." Without hesitation, She spread Fluttershy’s legs. Rairty moved her body lower, until her face was in line with her flower. She took a deep sniff of Fluttershy's scent and purred hungrily. "Not so innocent as I thought. Under the shy surface hides a full-grown wanting and passionate mare. I am going to make you all mine, so that you never will look to another for pleasure. Now, be still … oh, what to do … oh, yes. Your kitten is going to use her tongue on you, my love." With those words, Rairty dove between Fluttershy's legs.- From that moment, all Fluttershy could think about or breathe was Rairty.

Hours later, dawn came. Fluttershy found herself alone in the bed, every sheet twisted or soaked with sweat and memories of the night. Her clothing was laying on the floor.

She was alone, and she had hard work to face, trying to remove the evidence of the night’s passion, but she found comfort in the Rairty’s last words. “I will come back to you, my love. From this night on, I will spend every night with you.”

...

Some days passed. The rest of the household took notice that Fluttershy was in a much better mood, and they were happy for her. There was one thing, though. She stayed in bed longer and longer every morning, and by the fourth day after Rairty’s first arrival, she wasn’t out of bed until lunchtime.

The scheme for the past days was a long and boring wait for the night until Rairty visited her again. She always came at witching hour. They enjoyed each other, they fell asleep together, but she was always gone by morning. And she never visited during the daytime anymore. But Fluttershy was in love, and she didn’t care as long as she made her scream her name in the night.

The fourth day brought a slight change. When Fluttershy did get up, she and her father brought Macintosh with them to go into town. Applejack was walking in the forest, looking for truffles, and Apple Bloom had her day off and was playing with friends. The only one at home was Nana, who spent her day off in her rocking chair. If one were to ask here, she never was asleep. If one asked anypony else, that was all she did when she sat in that chair.

Nana woke up from an especially long nap. This always made her feel a bit disoriented, and her first feeling, when she saw a shadow move past the window, was to scream “Ghost!” Then she collected herself and went to investigate. To her surprise, it was the Countess who visited the missus some days before. But now she was snooping around, checking the windows. She looked like a burglar reconnoiter. Nana was not raised to suspect the nobles of foul play, but this looked a bit too eccentric to be normal. So, she stepped out through the front gate, and said, “Well, Howdy yer Countnesship! What brings yer around?”

The countess almost jumped, but regained control over herself, and gave Nana a big smile. “Oh, I was just going to pay Lady Fluttershy a visit, when the … ivy caught my eye.”

“The ivy? Nothing special about that, really.”

“Oh, but it is! It is really a decorative part of the mansion. I’d like to grow some myself on my … tower. Anyway, I want to see Lady Fluttershy.”

Nana couldn’t help but shoot the countess a suspicious eye, but she answered calmly. “Ah’m afraid she’s in town with the master and Macintosh.”

When Fluttershy’s mother was young, she always found out her birthday presents in advance and tried to fake surprise on her birthday. Nana couldn’t be too sure, but she found almost that exact tone in the countess’ answer. It was almost as if she very well knew that Fluttershy was out, and that was why she paid her visit now.

"Oh ... That's too bad, dear. I wanted to say goodbye. I am leaving for Canterlot today."

"Well, ah can always leave a message to the miss."

The countess interrupted her hastily. "No no, dear, that won’t be necessary. It will just make her sad."

But Nana was persistent. "Now, yer Countesship, don't ya think the missus will be sadder if she hears about you leaving without a goodbye, or—"

Nana Smith suddenly found herself pressed against the wall by the Countess’ strong arms. She stared into Nana’s eyes. Nana felt like she looked right into her soul. Whatever she ordered, you obeyed.

"Now listen, and listen good! I left today for Canterlot. Do not tell Lady Fluttershy. If you must, tell Mr Le Clairvaux, but not another soul. Do you understand?"

Nana tried to move away from the Countess eyes, but it wasn't possible.  "Yes … ah understand."

The Countess let go of her and said, with her usual voice, "Good. Tata for now, Mrs Smith. Who knows, we might meet again." And so, she walked out from the courtyard and left the mansion.

...

When Fluttershy and the others returned, Nana’s first instinct was to say something about the Countess’ visit, but in an instant she saw those blue commanding eyes and stayed silent. It wasn't until Mr Le Clairvaux retired that she thought of it again.

"Oh, yes... Mr Le Clairvaux, there is one thing I have to tell yer."

"Yes?"

"The countess was here today when ya were in town. She wanted to say goodbye.  To bad ya weren't at home. "

"The Countess was here? Just to say goodbye?”

Nana looked uncomfortable. “Well, to be honest, sir, ah noticed her walking around in the garden. She tried to avoid beeing seen, it looked to me. Then ah talked to her and … ah don’t really remember, sir. She told me that she wanted to say goodbye and that’s all ah know, Sir.”

“Sneaky... I don’t like this, Nana, I really don’t. If I only could trust that she only wanted to say goodbye ... Have you told Fluttershy?"

"No, sir, she went to bed early."

"Good. We tell her in the morning. Goodnight, Nana."

"Good night, Sir."

...

Night time, and the Countess paid another visit to Fluttershy in her room, and once again, they lost themselves in intense loving. Afterwards, however, something was different. Rairty had, once again, those cold blue eyes that Fluttershy feared, and when she smiled, it looked like she had the same sharp fangs the cat had. Well, that wasn't strange, the cat was Rairty, but ... then, she spoke. "My love, it's time for the next step. For you to be mine completely, I need three things. I need your love. That you willingly gave to me, as I have seen tonight. I need your soul. But I feel that it is too early.  Because there is something else I need first. "

Rairty suddenly moved her hand and began to tease Fluttershy's flower. She knew her love head to hooves, and knew exactly how to make her aroused. Fluttershy started panting immediately.

"What … what are you going to do with me?"

"Don't you like it? Isn't it pleasurable?"

Fluttershy bit her lip. "mHHMMmmm ..."

"Are you willing to give me what I need? Do you willingly let me put my second mark on you?"

"Yes! Oh yes ..."

"Good, good. Keep calm. It will soon be over."

Halfway dozed off from the gentle movement of Rairty’s fingers, Fluttershy suddenly felt uneasy, and she tried to move away. The countess noticed, and pressed her body to the bed. Rairty held her face just an inch from Fluttershy’s, and her voice was low and excited.

"You know what the Prench calls the release? La petite morte. The small death. Pretty funny, actually."

"Rairty … what do you want?"

"My love … I want your blood."

Not for a second stopping the movement of her fingers, Rairty opened her mouth and exposed her fangs. Fluttershy tried to scream as Rarity went for her neck. The fangs pierced her skin. She felt her blood stream from the wounds, and she heard Rairty lick it up. The feeling of Rairty’s fingers combined with the feeling of her sharp tongue against the wound thrusted Fluttershy into the biggest release she ever felt. She screamed without sound, as the Vampony fed on her.

Moments later, Rairty left the room the same way as she came. Left in the bed was a mare, almost half of her blood lost. The last thing she said was "la petit morte … please … I want more."

And then her world went black.