Tackle Kisses and Bench Sex
Fluttershy practically threw herself forward and wrapped her arms around Adagio, prompting a startled shriek from the former siren as she drew her into their second full-on kiss. Adagio offered no resistance; she merely closed her eyes and melted into Fluttershy’s embrace and gently wrapped her arms around the formerly timid girl’s back. She didn’t realize that this would only serve to loosen the seal on Fluttershy’s critically-full reservoir of long-repressed urges and feelings, sending her deeper into her frenzied lip-lock. Fluttershy closed her eyes and pressed even harder into the kiss, leaning into Adagio more and more until they toppled over.
Fluttershy now lay on top of Adagio, straddling her right leg with her rear slightly in the air. Still, the kiss didn’t stop. Instead, it only grew more intense. Adagio pulled her arms tighter around Fluttershy and held her tight. After half a minute, they both realized that they did, in fact, need oxygen to live. As they separated, gasping for breath, a thick string of saliva trailed between them. It broke and fell into Adagio’s mouth, with a small amount splattering around her lips.
Swallowing the gob of spit and marveling at the drool that had managed to collect on her partner’s chin, Adagio smirked as Fluttershy pushed herself up onto her hands, resulting in something akin to a yoga pose she had seen on TV. This left her chest puffed out, all but thrusting the sweater-covered breasts into Adagio’s face. “Oh Sweetie,” she started in a seductive tone, “you’ve got it so bad for me, don’t you?”
“I, u-um… m-m-maybe?” Fluttershy said sheepishly. Adagio’s right hand slid down Fluttershy’s back and came to rest on backside, causing her to half-moan, half-whimper is surprise. “What a–” A firm squeeze cut her off and replaced her question with a shocked squeak.
Adagio put a hand on her partner’s cheek and gave her a soft smile. “You said anything, Sweetie. I tend to take you up on that.” She paused for a moment and her grin grew slightly malicious in nature. “No, it’s more… I intend to exploit those terms…”
“B-b-but… th-that? He-here?” Fluttershy all but whimpered. “S-so soon?”
The hand that was on Fluttershy’s cheek slid around to the back of her neck and pulled her face down to Adagio’s. “I have been waiting far too long to have you… I won’t wait another day…” she whispered, sliding her right hand even further down, onto Fluttershy’s leg, then slid it back up under her skirt and onto her panties. “I won’t wait another minute to take you, my sweet little candy girl…” Fluttershy shivered as Adagio’s index finger traced little circles across the smooth cotton.
Fluttershy’s breathing doubled in pace, causing her chest to heave and her breasts to bounce in tandem. “C-ca-can-candy… g-g-girl?” she managed between gasping breaths. Adagio nodded and hummed in response. Was she panicking? Was she just excited? All she knew was that Adagio’s hand had moved around front and now rested at the waistband of her panties, and were currently waiting for her consent to continue. “B-be gentle… please?”
Adagio gave Fluttershy a soft peck on the lips. “I will…” she whispered softly, slipping her hand down the front of the final, thin layer of defense. Adagio’s hand slid down, passing through a patch of coarse hair. Fluttershy shuddered from the tickling sensation, until Adagio found her mark. As the slender fingers inched down between her thighs, Fluttershy’s elbows gave out and she collapsed, face-first, into Adagio’s bosom. This… this was nothing like when she touched herself! Were all her romance novels right? Was the touch of another truly better than a touch from one’s self? It certainly seemed that way now…
Adagio didn’t rush things. There was still an hour before they had to be in class… she slid her fingers back and forth along her lover’s entrance, earning moans muffled by her cleavage. The vibrations Fluttershy sent into her ribcage felt… fantastic. She moved her left hand up to caress the back of Fluttershy’s head, lovingly stroking it in time with her other hand, all with the intent to comfort her for what was coming.
And then she did it.
With a push that was not entirely forceful, but not exactly the gentlest, Adagio slipped her finger inside of Fluttershy, causing her back to arc and her voice to come out in a startled yelp. She buried her middle finger to the hilt in the moist hole and kept it there for a moment, letting her sweetie get used to having it in her. “Let me know when you’re ready…”
“Go… go ahead,” she whimpered, clutching onto the front Adagio’s hoodie. “I can… take another…”
“You do this yourself, don’t you?” she asked as she gingerly slipped her ring finger in alongside the other. Fluttershy tightened her grip and pressed her face harder into the soft purple sweater.
“M-maybe…”
“I’m going to move them, alright?” Fluttershy nodded. As Adagio slid her fingers out, she felt Fluttershy's walls tighten around her, inviting her to push back in. So she did, gently driving her fingers back into Fluttershy, causing her to squirm in pleasure. Adagio pulled back out and thrust a little harder, causing her girl to grunt squeakily in surprise. “Harder?”
“Y-ye-yes… p-please…”
“You sure?”
“Please… just do it… It’s… It’s so good…”
“Okay…” Adagio thrust again, harder than before, causing Fluttershy to actually flinch. She thrust again, this time using her wrist to gain some leverage. A few more thrusts, each stronger than the last, caused Fluttershy to squeak-grunt louder and louder. She kept at that strength, focused on getting her off gently and pleasing her instead of rocking her world. Adagio felt a hand make its way down to her jeans and fiddle with the button for a moment.
After a few seconds, Fluttershy managed to unfasten Adagio’s pants and pushed her hand down into her panties. Unlike Adagio, though, Fluttershy wasted no time in driving her fingers into Adagio and started pumping them slowly.
Adagio clenched her teeth, a little overwhelmed by Fluttershy’s touch. Suddenly, her hoodie’s zipper was down, and her shirt was being pulled up. As Fluttershy slipped her hand under her bra, she lost it. Her mind became hazy and she lost control of her actions.
She started pumping her fingers a little quicker, causing Fluttershy to grasp tightly onto her breast and her fingers to suddenly jerk up inside of Adagio, and hit that one sweet spot. She came instantly, tightening around her partner’s fingers so hard it ought to break them. Groaning through her clenched teeth, she accidentally clutched a fist full of Fluttershy’s hair, causing her to yelp in shock and pain.
“Sorry…” she gasped, letting go of Fluttershy’s hair and delicately pulling her fingers out of her. “I didn’t… mean to… do that…” Fluttershy started to protest, but a soft smile from Adagio silenced her. “Don’t worry, Sweetie… I’m not stopping… But I need you to sit up for me, okay?”
“U-um… okay…” She did as she was asked, letting Adagio get out from under her. She found herself sitting normally, with Adagio knelt down in front of her, reaching both hands up her skirt. She knew where this was going. Her panties slid slowly down her thighs, rolling up along the way. They were stretched over her boots, and pulled off completely. Smirking, Adagio balled them up and stuffed them down her own pants. Something told Fluttershy she wasn’t going to get those back.
Fluttershy opened her legs up, her heart pounding in her chest so hard that it felt like she was at one of Vinyl’s concerts.
Adagio took a moment to behold the untainted spectacle before her. Fluttershy’s vagina was beautiful. While unshaven, it was still elegant and smooth. It was the kind of pussy that only a girl as innocent and pure as Fluttershy could ever have. It hadn’t been wrecked like so many that Adagio had seen before. Even the so-called virgins she had bedded did not look this untouched.
“I… I can’t do this…” she whispered. For some reason, her cheeks were getting wet. Why was she crying? She’d wrecked hundreds of women! Why… why was it so different when she cared about this one? It shouldn’t matter! But it did…
“What? Wh-why not?”
“It’s too beautiful to taint…” Adagio felt two hands cup her cheeks and tilt her face up. She was met with a warm smile and pleading eyes.
“Adagio… It’s okay,” Fluttershy said quietly. “If anyone were to ‘taint’ me, I’d want it to be you…”
With a nod, Adagio dried her eyes and pushed her face between Fluttershy’s thighs and began her work.
Off in the distance, the school bell rang, drawing both of the girls’ attention.
“That’s odd…” Fluttershy started. “We shouldn’t be able to hear that from here…”
“That’s probably because it’s your alarm clock, Sweetie.”
“My what?”
“Alarm clock. You’re dreaming, Fluttershy.”
Fluttershy sat up in bed with a start, sweat dripping from her face and her hair plastered to her head.
She turned her gaze to the ringing clock beside her bed, her brow furrowing at the inanimate thing. “You're such a meanie,” she said, before shutting the alarm off.
Author's Note
An aside to Eyeswirl the Wierded's story, Sucker for a Cute Face. Written with permission, of course. I know everyone wanted it, myself included.
You're welcome. 
It's my first published clopfic. Don't go easy on the critiques!
Alternate title:
To Dream a (Wet) Dream
