Author's Note

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4. Two is Better Than One

Sweetie Belle awoke embraced in Fleur's arms. Both mares will still stark naked and were enjoying each other's bodily warmth, but once they heard Scootaloo and Apple Bloom bouncing out of their room and down the hallway they knew that it was time for them to get up. Sweetie Belle let Fleur get out of bed first to sneak a whiff of Big Mac's pillow, reminiscing about the previous night.

Fleur noticed the secret sniff but remained silent.

Once the two mares had dressed themselves they joined everypony in the kitchen where Applejack was making breakfast. "Sorry ah missed the shindig last night, ah hope these here flapjacks make up fo' it." she said.

The hot fresh pancakes were just what everypony needed, though Rainbow Dash also required several large glasses of water and some pain killers. Fleur managed to remain relatively straight-faced during breakfast but every time Sweetie and Big Mac looked at each other they began blushing and quickly looked away. Luckily nopony noticed the awkward tension between the two, and once breakfast was done it was time for everypony to part ways.

The next few days were surprisingly busy for both mare models despite them being on vacation; helping Rarity finalize her designs for next season's lineup, visiting Princess Twilight, helping endorse Sugar Cube Corner and Sweet Apple Acres, a photo op with Mayor Mare...

When Sweetie Belle finally snapped she was attending a formal reception with none other than Filthy Rich and a hoofful of his biggest investors. The clothing line she and Fleur had been showing off had become a huge hit among the younger mares out on the western coast of Equestria and now they wanted to expand their business east. Despite her coachings from Fleur on how to survive such painfully boring talk the young mare felt like she was going to lose it if anypony mentioned "quarterly profits" to her again. However, things managed to take a turn for the worse once one of the businessponies approached her and, with the subtlety of a stampeding pod of hippos, asked if she would like to hook up with his son to aid both of their social statuses in Equestrian society. "Unless, of course, you prefer older experienced stallions." he said added at the end, winking while patting her on the ass.

Sweetie Belle had no qualms with immediately leaving the party right then and there. Storming off into the night she decided to try to cool her head with a walk to collect her thoughts, but after about ten minutes of walking her thoughts became depressing. She began second guessing her decision to even enter the modelling world, wondering how normal her life would have been had she simply continued on to college, or even stayed in Ponyville to help her sister around Carousel Boutique. Apple Bloom was happy with her decision to stay with her siblings, and Scootaloo and Rainbow Dash were almost like sisters and seemed happy with each other's company. Maybe...

'Was this all a mistake?' she thought.

Sweetie Belle finally looked up and saw that her aimless wandering had led her to the side of Sweet Apple Acres. A familiar sight lifted her spirits slightly; a certain little tree house nestled in the branches of the apple trees on the very fringe of the orchard. It had been two years since Sweetie Belle had seen the small structure yet it looked just like she remembered. Somepony must have been taking care of it as the exterior looked pristine but it was clear it was currently empty.

Sweetie Belle hopped over the wooden split rail fence and climbed up to the tree house. She opened the door and entered the old clubhouse, lighting the two lanterns inside after finding both had a fresh supply of fuel. As she had found the exterior, the inside of the tree house hadn't changed at all; the walls were still covered in crude drawings of their failed plans to earn their cutie marks, their three capes hanging on pegs by the doors, even the photo album they had filled with pictures of all their adventures. A torrent of old memories flooded Sweetie Belle's mind; happier, more carefree times. She smiled and let out a short laugh as she recalled all the fun she had back then, but her laughter soon turned to sobbing as she collapsed on the clubhouse floor, unable to stop from crying.

Sweetie didn't know how long she spent sobbing, but once her tears slowed down she moved to a sitting position with her knees pulled against her chest. She managed to finally push her thoughts of doubt from her mind for now and tried to enjoy the current peace around her, but a sudden knock at the tree house's door caused her to shriek in surprise.

The door burst open as Big Mac rushed in but once he saw who was inside his urgency dissipated. Sweetie Belle took a deep breath herself as she felt her heart rate drop back to normal once she saw who had been at the door.

"S-sorry, Big Mac, you just surprised me. I... didn't think anypony would still be out here this late. I'm not bothering you, am I? I can leave if you want."

"Nnope." Big Mac said, quietly shutting the door and taking a seat next to the smaller unicorn. He placed a comforting arm around her shoulders but she quickly wrapped both of her arms around his chest, tightly hugging him with her face in his chest as if he was an over-sized teddy bear.

The big stallion didn't know what was going on and wasn't quite sure how to react. "You hurt?" he eventually asked.

Sweetie almost missed his question, her mood having been soothed by listening to Big Mac's heartbeat through his chest. "Huh? Oh, no, it's not that." she replied, pausing before she continued. "Hey, Big Mac, have you... have you ever really regretted a choice you made in life and wish you could undo it all?"

Big Macintosh's mind flash back to a few nights ago and felt a pang of guilt in his chest, causing him to loosen his hold around Sweetie Belle. "Ah'm real sorry, Sweetie." he said regrettably.

"Huh? What are you- oh!" Sweetie eventually realized, letting go of him hastily to look him in the eyes. "No no no! I wasn't talking about that! I kinda- well, I actually...liked... that. Because it was you."

Big Macintosh looked down at her with surprise but her gaze back at him showed no evidence of deceit.

"I've actually... I've actually really liked you for a while. Since... well, for a long time." she admitted but not wanting to say just how long she had found herself attracted to him. She wrapped her arms around him again and nuzzled his chest when she felt him place his arms around her in return. The two held each other in silence for a few moments before Sweetie managed to summon the courage for the one question on her mind;

"Do you love me, Big Mac?"

A dozen reasons of why he shouldn't say yes sprung to mind, not to mention she was still so young and probably just the fillyhood crush she and Scootaloo developed once they started hitting puberty. However, they were reasons that went against how he really felt. Combined with the fact that he had already spent a fair amount of time with his cock down her throat just a few nights ago there was really only one answer he could give;

"Eeyup." he finally said.

A large grin plastered itself on Sweetie Belle's face and she joyfully lifted her head up to plant a kiss on Big Mac. Despite her growing over the years she still only managed to plant her lips on his chin. Big Mac leaned down slightly, allowing their lips to connect when she moved in for a second kiss, their mouths remaining locked together for a few moments before finally parting.

"Wow. Just... wow. My heart is racing. Here, feel it." Sweetie Belle said, grabbing one of Big Mac's hands and bringing it to her chest.

Big Mac's face almost glowed with how much blood was rushing to his head. His hand was mostly covering her left breast, and though there was her bra and blouse between his flesh and hers he still could feel the softness underneath. He gulped nervously but Sweetie Belle simply continued smiling at him.

"Feel it?" she asked him.

Big Mac tried to force out an answer but ended up simply silently moving his mouth slightly. Sweetie Belle adopted a look of uncertainty before she finally perked back up. "Oh! Sorry." she said, dropping Big Mac's hand to his relief. However, she then unbuttoned her top and shifted her bra with her magic before placing his hand once more on her breast. "There, how about now?" she asked innocently.

Big Mac continued to silently move his mouth like a fish out of water before he finally managed to nod his head. "Yu- ah, eeyup." he finally croaked out the word. The mare in front of him smiled and closed her eyes as she enjoyed feeling his hand touching her body, leaving Big Mac sweating slightly as he tried to figure out what to do next. He felt his hand suddenly twitch involuntarily but Sweetie Belle let out a soft moan of approval as she felt her breast being squeezed lightly. He gave her breast another squeeze and received the same response from her, but when he tried to lift his hand off of her body he was met with a look of disappointment from Sweetie Belle.

"Applejack's waiting for me back at..." he started saying before Sweetie nodded.

"Y-yeah, I should get back home as well." she said reluctantly. "I, um... thanks for tonight." she shyly said, quickly kissing him once more before getting up and heading back off into the night.

Big Mac remained alone inside the small clubhouse for a few moments before leaving himself, mainly to try to sort out his feelings but also to ensure the erection in his pants was gone before he left for home. As he finally stepped out back into the crisp night air his head was filled with figuring out how he would explain to everypony that his little sister's best friend was in love with him, and he too shared mutual feelings. Surely Applejack would chew him out nonstop, and he wasn't sure Apple Bloom would ever talk to him again. His thoughts wandered to Princess Twilight having him banished to the Frozen North for the rest of his life, causing him to almost collide with a unicorn mare standing near the base of the tree house.

"Woah, careful there, big guy." the pony exclaimed, placing their hands on his brawny chest to stop him.

It took a moment for Big Mac to finally recognize the pony standing before him. "I, uh..." he stammered as he tried apologizing to Fleur.

The mare waved off his apology, assuring him she was okay before she got to a more important matter that was preoccupying her mind. "I couldn't help but overhear part of your conversation with Sweetie Belle." she said sternly.

Big Mac couldn't help but gulp nervously. He had no idea what Fleur wanted to talk about but her eyes left no doubt that she was all business. He had a fair idea what her next words would be, and moments later his suspicions were proved correct:

"Do you really love Sweetie Belle?" she asked almost threateningly.

A vision of him being hauled off to the darkest dungeon in Equestria flashed across Big Mac's mind upon hearing her question. Still, he nodded his head despite the risk of being branded some sort of foalaphile pervert by his family and friends and felt a wave of relief wash over him when he saw Fleur's expression lighten slightly.

"You don't seem too confident in your answer." she said. "I'll ask you one more time. Do you love her?"

Big Mac nodded immediately. "Eeyup." he said, his voice still betraying a hint of nervousness.

His answer seemed to finally satisfy whatever thoughts were going on in Fleur's head. "We need to have a talk." she simply said, motioning for him to follow her. "Because I do, too."