The Quiet Ones

by Jeevesie

Rating: mature
Tags: Slice of Life, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Romance, Big Macintosh, Fluttershy, Sex
Length: 1642

Sometimes the quiet ones are the rowdiest of the bunch when they cut loose. Sometimes, however, they're just the sweetest, sappiest cuties.

Sometimes the quiet ones are the rowdiest of the bunch when they cut loose. Sometimes, however, they're just the sweetest, sappiest cuties. <3 In this short story, Fluttershy and Big Mac prove that romantic passion doesn't have to be loud and lewd in order to satisfy even the most restrained individuals' carnal needs.

Published 2015-06-24 22:20:02 UTC
Last updated 2015-06-24 22:20:02 UTC

The Quiet Ones

The Quiet Ones

"Hold me tighter."

Fluttershy had never felt so safe. The pegasus pony almost felt ashamed to admit that, as it seemed to in some way suggest that she didn't feel safe when she was around her other friends. But, it wasn't that she didn't feel comfortable or secure around Pinkie Pie, Rainbow Dash and the others. Of course she did, the number of times they'd been in dangerous situations and had stood up for one another made that all too clear. It was just that... well, what she was feeling now, what she had been feeling for the past few months, was different than normal friendship. Just as the man with whom she was lying, in whose strong hooves she was clutched so tightly and tenderly all at once, was a very different kind of man.

Strong. So very strong. But soft at the same time. Almost meek, like her, but with a heart and body practically twice Fluttershy's size.

"This is... it's really, um... nice."

A soft chuckle escaped Big Mac's muzzle, and he nodded in bashful agreement.

"Eeyup."

Ever since they'd started singing together, it had become clear to both the powerful earth pony and the tender pegasus that they had a great deal more in common than might have been expected. The Ponytones had given them both a reason to wear their hearts out in the open, and express feelings which might not have seen the light of day under normal circumstances. It had brought them more intimately and intricately into one another's lives than any amount of time Fluttershy had previously spent at Sweet Apple Acres with Applejack and the rest of their group. And over time, rather swiftly for the two of them, in fact, they hadn't been able to hide their feelings from one another.

So now, they were involved. They were one another's special somepony. Of course, they hadn't told anyone, not that any of their friends or family would have suspected the two of them, of all ponies, to be hiding a secret romance. As far as they were concerned, it wasn't anyone's business but theirs. These feelings, these wishes and longings that burned inside them, were personal. They had barely dared share them with one another, so why in Equestria would they consider sharing them with somepony else?

Indeed, even now as the two ponies felt their longing for one another beginning to rise and swell, they said nothing of it. Fluttershy knew that Big Mac desired her. She could feel that desire, straining and twitching in between their tenderly cuddling bodies. It set her cheeks afire with a crimson glow of bashful pride, and with every throb and shiver that passed through the stallion's body, Fluttershy felt her own loins ache with a thousand urges that she couldn't bring herself to act upon.

They held one another, trembling and short of breath with the sheer intensity of their desires, for quite some time. The afternoon sun streaming in through Fluttershy's rustic cottage lit them and warmed their already cosy bodies, and drawing forth soft gasps and whimpers of satisfaction from the rather reserved pair.

Soon it would be supper time. Time for Big Mac to head back to the farm and eat dinner with his family. Just as they did practically every time they spent a particularly lengthy and private duration of time together, they'd be forced to part; to fight tooth and hoof against the wishes of their hearts and bodies and suppress the physical manifestations of their passion. Only late at night, when alone and filled with unspoken, unspent longings, would they be able to relieve themselves... receiving only a fraction of the gratification they so potently craved.

Unless...

Fluttershy closed her eyes. She felt the heat of the stallion's body all around her. Listened to the shallow, rapid breathing escaping his slightly open mouth. She smelled his scent. His earthy, fresh-straw scent... so intoxicatingly him in the memories and feelings it alone conjured up.

Why was she so scared?

Why couldn't she confess to him, of all ponies, how she was feeling, when them being together was supposed to be all about how they felt for one another?

The pegasus pony knew she wasn't the strongest or smartest soul in Equestria... but she believed in trust. She believed in respect, and kindness, and love. And if she wished to truly share those deeply held tenets of her existence with Big Mac, she had to start trusting him with the feelings she wasn't even comfortable sharing with herself at some point.

"I..."

Her voice was so quiet, so reluctant to make itself heard, even Fluttershy herself was barely able to make out her first attempt at speaking to the peaceful yet powerful earth pony.

"I can... u-um, I can feel you."

The pegasus pony's eyes fluttered open, and she made contact with Big Mac's own gaze just in time to see the colour drain from his cheeks, and a look of shameful horror cross his face. Before he could react in any more drastic manner however, before he could apologise or say anything to make Fluttershy question her choice, the wide eyed mare forced herself to keep on going.

"I like that I can make you feel that way. It's so nice... s-so warm and, um... big."

The already reddish hair which covered Big Mac's body seemed to pale in comparison to the flush of bashful delight that flooded his face in that moment. He swallowed thickly, and nodded.

"Eeyup."

Fluttershy giggled, craning her neck up to nuzzle her special somepony upon the cheek.

"Can I... I mean, if it's not too much trouble. Could I ask you a question about it? About your... u-um... your penis."

That last word was uttered as a giddy, urgent whisper. Fluttershy's own face darkened with a deep red hue, and Big Mac huffed with desire, his erection straining and twitching between their still intimately entwined bodies. Again, he nodded to the smaller pony within his grasp, and shuddered happily as she shifted position against him; pressing more purposefully and firmly against his length as though seeking to admire and explore it with the flesh of her soft underside.

"Do you... touch yourself?"

Big Mac groaned softly with excitement as he heard Fluttershy's question, and bowed his head wordlessly in acknowledgement. The pegasus pony squirmed bashfully, and giggled once more.

"Do you think about me?"

She was becoming more confident, more eager, the more questions she asked and the more positive, self-esteem boosting responses that Big Mac gave.

"Eeyup!"

Fluttershy whimpered in delight, and stared hungrily into the male pony's eyes as she made her next statement; eager to see his response.

"I... I um... I t-touch myself too. Thinking about you. It's nice. R-really... really nice."

For a short while, silence overtook the room once more as both ponies fought to comprehend the enormity of what they had just learned and shared. Their eyes wandered freely, trying to look at anything of no consequence; to clear their minds despite the myriad thoughts racing through them. Eventually however, they met one another's gaze again, and were instantly captivated.

With a soft, lilting whimper, Fluttershy's whole body tensed up as Big Mac's masculine features swept down upon her, stealing her breath away with a passionate kiss. Her hooves ran along the sides of his flanks, the rippling muscle located beneath his coat shivering with the intensity of emotion boiling beneath the surface of the earth pony's calm exterior.

"I adore you..."

Big Mac's deep, rumbling voice whispered to Fluttershy between fragmented, savage smooches.

"I need you."

His body rolled to the side, pinning Fluttershy beneath him as he knelt upon all fours. With her hooves still clutching at his torso and her wings splayed out, rigid and trembling either side of her, she looked so vulnerable and small. The expression on her face however was not one of fear or embarrassment or shyness of any kind. She was smiling. She was beaming. Her beautiful, wide eyes were filled with happy tears, and she giggled as the stallion's latest series of playful, loving pecks assailed her giddily grinning maw.

"Mac... o-oh, Macintosh. Please. M-make me a promise. I trust you. I... I love you, Mac. So please, tell me you'll keep this promise, if you can."

Without even hesitating, without thinking, the earth pony nodded firmly. His voice, so deep and gentle, echoed through the room even at the intimate whisper in which he was currently speaking.

"Fluttershy. For you, I'd drag the sun out of the sky. I'd sprout wings, a-and join you in the clouds, if that was what it took."

A desperate, joyous sob escaped Fluttershy's lips, and for a moment she lost all composure; grabbing Big Mac around the neck and seizing him in a fresh, feverishly happy kiss.

"Oh C-Celestia. Mac... promise me you won't leave me today, or tonight. Promise me you'll stay here... r-right here, all around me. With me. In me. I don't care if our friends o-or your family wonder where we are. I just... I can't let you go. I can't let this feeling go. Not this time, not now. So please... w-will you stay with me, tonight?"

The stallion shuddered, his arousal straining and throbbing against Fluttershy's belly, its base dampened by the wet heat from between her own legs. He knew what she was asking, it was obvious even for two ponies as generally and genuinely innocent as them. The only choice he had to make now, was how, out of all the possible words in his vocabulary, to respond to such a phenomenally overwhelming request.

He smiled, and fondly leaned down over the delicate pegasus; bumping the tip of his nose against hers.

"Eeyup..."

By Jeeves