Button stared at his wish. I wish that I could cry into someone’s arms, and they wouldn’t remember it afterwards. Yeah, that sounded about right. If he was going to let another pony feel all of this, he didn’t want them to know. His mom was allowed to hear his issues, not other ponies. He wasn’t supposed to be their problem.

Hands wrapped around his torso, and he felt a head rest itself against his shoulder. He glanced over, but the huge bosom that was pressed against his back had already given him an idea as to who it was. “Hi, Kiara.”

She pulled him back into her lap, and he looked into her red eyes. She smiled at him, and stoked the side of his face with her soft hand. “Hi. I wanted to see if you were okay.”

Button blinked a few times, before turning onto his side. “Y-you can read my mind, so why do you even bother to ask?”

She sighed as her hand didn’t stop petting him. “Because this opens you up to talk, instead of just making it seem like I sneak in all the time. You’re my partner, and I don’t want you to hate me, or to hurt yourself.”

“I’m not trying to.”

“Everypony needs somepony to lean on. Even I need to rely on you for help. So why can’t they be permanent?”

He pushed himself up from the bed. “You wouldn’t understand. There was only one pony who could help me, who could listen, and…” He looked to her, but she was already shaking her head.

“Maybe one day, but I would need to be as powerful as the devil himself, and you would be pure evil, something…” She took a deep breath in. “I like how Scootaloo puts it. You’re a gentleman, which makes you more interesting than just some common thug.”

“Being that would make this all so much simpler. I probably could have even slept with Scootaloo tonight if that were the case.”

“Except she wouldn’t like you then. Besides, remember how Cheerilee praised you?” Kiara sidled over to him and put a hand on his leg. “You came out so good and kind, despite closing yourself away. Why do you think that?”

Button’s shoulder’s slumped as he looked to the ground. “I… I don’t know.”

She began to scratch his back, like his mother had so many nights before when he didn’t know what to do. “How did you meet the Crusaders? Maybe that would help.”

He sighed, looking at the t.v. in his room as he thought. “Well, my mom needed to get a new dress, and while there, began befriending Rarity. After about an hour, she insisted that she let her son meet Sweetie Belle, and so she dragged me kicking and screaming. I couldn’t have hated Sweetie more, at least, until we began playing Minecraft.” He smirked for a moment, before frowning, and tears began to form at the edges of his eyes. “That’s what you don’t get Kiara. My mom was everything in my life. Without her… I’m nothing. That’s why I either have to deny all of this, or… or I’ll do anything, just let her come back!”

Kiara swallowed hard as tears came to the edges of her own eyes. She opened her arms for him, and shook her head. He slammed into her, and she held him tight between her large, restrained breasts. “There, there. You need to remember that your mom made you into something, she was not all of you, and that to throw away all she tried to teach and help you with… it would break her heart, wouldn’t it?”

Button tried to speak, but instead could only nod as he squeezed tighter against her. Kiara slowly laid the two of them down, and listened to him whine about how it hurt into the early morning hours, as he finally began to sleep then. He would of course need more time to forget about Love Tap, but as she looked over the sleeping form of the handsome stallion the mare had raised, she was certain he would make it. A smirk came across her lips as her form began to shimmer and fade, and her green hair turned brown, and she waved goodbye to the stallion she cared so much for.

Author's Note

*Jumbled's soul escapes his mouth* Okay, after four updates in one day, I think I deserve this. Here is a link to a patreon I have, that also does comics.

Also, Kiara for best Succubus of 2016?