Not Too Shy To Please

             Fluttershy winced as a disparaged wail came from across the house.

"Rarity?" she called. "I-is everything ok...?"

Sobs answered her. The gentle pegasus remained on the small stage, still wrapped in the various swatches of fabric, holding the awkward pose the unicorn had placed her in forty minutes ago. Celestia bless her, Fluttershy had not twitched a feather since.

"Can I move now...?" she continued. Not receiving a reply, Fluttershy stepped quietly off the design stage and removed the fabrics from her person, taking care to set them delicately on the smooth wood surface. They were so soft. She rubbed her cheek against a velvety pink one before turing and trotting to the source of the sobs, down the hall, and to the left, into the unicorn's boudoir.

Rarity had thrown herself across her bed, face down. Fluttershy stood uncertainly in the doorway of the darkened room, one hoof raised.

"Rarity?"

"I'm never going to finish this fashion plate in time for the show," she sobbed, her voice muffled by the blankets. Her delicate ivory shoulders heaved with sobs. She had turned her elegantly coiffed mane into a frazzled mess, clearly having pulled on it in a fit of distress with her hooves.

"Oh dear... yes you will," Fluttershy said encouragingly, taking a step into the room. Rarity curled her legs up against her stomach, shaking her head.

"My designs are too ambitious. What was I thinking? Gems woven into the fabric, like my magic was strong enough to break down a diamond to its very smallest bits and bind it to the thread... thousands and thousands of times?!" The unicorn heaved another sob. Fluttershy knit her brow. This was not the usual melodrama the fashionista was prone to - Rarity was genuinely upset.

"I-I'm sure you'll find a way," she tried, biting her lower lip. Rarity rolled over and sat up, her eyes red and swollen with tears.

"It's not possibly, Fluttershy..." she whispered, covering her face with her hooves. "My mind is a million places. My magic won't focus to flow where it needs to like this." The unicorn continued to weep. "I'll be the laughingstock of the Manehattan fashion circuit. I should have known better than to brag like that last season about a design I hadn't even tried to manifest yet!"

Moonlight streamed in from the open curtains, bathing the room in a cool, milky light. It fell upon Rarity enchantingly, glistening and sparkling her in tears like the diamonds that taunted her. Fluttershy stepped forward and nudged her leg.

"You just... you need to relax," she told her kindly. Rarity sniffled, uncovering her face to look hopelessly at her friend.

"How?" she implored. "I have less than three days to produce six bolts of enchanted material. Not to mention cut the patterns, sew the dresses..." Rarity's voice caught in her throat and she closed her eyes for a moment to fight back more tears, pressing a hoof to her forehead. "I won't sleep for foreseeable future, darling."

The pegasus smiled in a way that was innocent and, at the same time, not.

"Will you let me help you?"

Rarity blinked.

"I don't see how. I mean, any more than you have. The modeling you've done has been more than I could ask for, darling," she replied, smiling sadly. Fluttershy shook her head, leaning forward and nuzzling Rarity's neck. Rarity blinked again. "Ah, what... are you..."

"Will you let me help you relax?"

"I..."

"I promise it's nice," the pegasus murmured against Rarity's silky white coat, silently climbing onto the bed next to her. Rarity swallowed, once, and felt herself blush as Fluttershy settled next to her. The warm breath against her neck sent shivers down her spine. Fluttershy's muzzle moved to Rarity's ear, and took a soft nibble, causing Rarity to gasp. "Oh... oh I'm sorry, did that hurt?" Fluttershy asked huskily into her ear.

"No..." Rarity breathed.

"I read an article," Fluttershy murmured, nuzzling her cheek, "that unicorns need a link to the world through their horn..." The pegasus pulled back to look into Rarity's eyes. Azure met sky blue, and was both aroused and flattered at the lust they found. "If your magic won't flow..." she leaned forward again and ran her tongue, soft, hot, and flat, from the base of Rarity's horn to the tip, "let's give it a reason to."

"Oh... my... Celestia...!" Rarity moaned, her entire body stiffening. Fluttershy smiled, leaning down and repeating the slow, hot lick. Again, Rarity moaned, this time her hind leg twitching.

"You work too hard, Rarity," she purred, opening a wing to brush the tips of her feathers gently over the unicorn's ribs and chest. She tilted her head to encircle the horn with the entirety of her tongue, feeling every groove and curve of the spiral, dragging the warm moisture of her mouth up and down its length, placing a hoof tenderly, point down, on Rarity's chest as the unicorn tried to sit up. Fluttershy's gentle breath on her forehead with each downward motion made Rarity's heart pound. She could feel the pegasus tighten her tongue around her horn, feel that soft wet muscle enfold about the pearly surface like a glove.

"Fluttershy...!" she gasped. "This... what...!" Her breathing came in rapid, shallow pants. Fluttershy pushed her back down onto the bed, continuing her motions, bits of glowing blue aura beginning to spill from her lips. "I... oh my... Fluttershy..."

"Rarity... it's ok," the pegasus encouraged lovingly, pulling back for a moment to smile. "Let go."

When Fluttershy found her horn again, it was like an explosion of stars went off in Rarity's mind. The sensation rolled down her spine, warming her chest, her stomach, the insides of her thighs, to the very tips of her hooves, every nerve in her body tingling and on a most delightful fire. She nearly screamed; it was not from pain, but pleasure, and arched her back as her cornflower blue aura spilled into and out of Fluttershy's mouth. The pegasus stopped, smiling down at the unicorn, who stared up at her with a blissful distance in her eyes.

"Do you feel better?" she asked, blue still glowing on her lips. Rarity nodded.

"Yes, darling... yes. Thank you..."

Fluttershy smiled again, curling up next to her, stretching out a wing to enfold her friend in its warmth, and the two fillies slipped into a peaceful slumber.