Thunderlane tried to find words, but Fluttershy was too overwhelming. Each moment he thought he would be able to string a whole sentence together he would catch a glance at her again and be stopped dead.

Her effect on Thunder was not lost on Fluttershy. With Rarity, Swirly, and the spa ponies having worked on her she knew she would look good, but the expression Thunderlane wore seemed to go further than that. "Um…" The train rattled a little as it carried them to Canterlot. "Thunder, are you alright?"

Hearing the worry in Fluttershy's voice, Thunderlane cleared his throat and nodded. "Yeah I just…" He snapped his head away so he might have a hope of building a sentence. "You look amazing. That dress, your mane, my collar." He trembled at the thought of the loop around Fluttershy's neck. "I can't believe how lucky I am."

Shy moved a little closer to Thunder, their flanks touching. It's alright if our flanks touch, this is a date, and I love him. She blushed when their combined warmth soaked their fur and Fluttershy's dress. "This really means a lot to me, but when we get home I want some petting." She blushed, but smiled through it; she already imagined a brush running through her fur.

Thunder recognized the look on Fluttershy's face. He leaned in—pressing against her through the dress and inhaling the mix of scents. Shampoo. Fur wash. He couldn't smell himself on her at all. "Our date will be perfect, but when I get you home I am going to spend an hour running a brush through every inch of your fur, mane, and tail. But Fluttershy," Thunder waited until she gave a little eep, "then I am going to buck you until you can't walk."

The dominance, and the surety that Thunderlane would do everything he promised, would normally have made her legs wobble—Fluttershy was so glad she was laying down. But this wasn't the time to submit; much as she wanted to. "Th-Th-That is for later." She couldn't keep her eyes from Thunderlane's. "For now you are my coltfriend."

Taking a deep breath, Thunderlane nodded and relaxed. "I am certainly that, Fluttershy." With his dominant side poking in from the sidelines, he was at least confident enough now to talk to Fluttershy. "We are not far from the station." He looked into her eyes and closed his. The kiss started hesitantly, but the moment she touched his lips with her own a fire ignited between them. He struggled not to let his possessive side out again.

It was so daring, but the way Thunder had looked was an invitation to kiss him. Fluttershy felt her wings ruffle a little on her back; they were restrained by the dress, and she was sure that if she didn't have it on they would be stretched up high. Love, submission, companionship, and passion all played a part in the kiss, and it lasted all the way until the train jolted and slowed to a stop.

"We need to get off the train." Thunder's lips were still pressed to Fluttershy's, he was almost giggling as he murmured the words past their union.

Fluttershy almost laughed back. "Where is the train going next?"

"Crystal Empire. Do you know anypony there?" Thunder realized that the way they were going they would miss their reservation, although the prospect of a long, slow train ride with Fluttershy was a nice one. Standing up and breaking the kiss, Thunderlane held out a hoof to her. "Come on, before I haul you away to the Crystal Empire and ravish you."

Laughing, Fluttershy used the leverage of Thunder's hoof to pull herself up and start a slow trot to the back of the car. It felt bold, and forward, but she really wanted this date to go well. When she turned to look back, Thunder was almost right beside her.

Just as they reached the door the train started to pull off again, Thunderlane and Fluttershy both laughed with excitement as they jumped from the carriage and landed on the platform. Without her wings, Fluttershy had a little trouble keeping her balance in the dress, but a strong leg steadied her. "Thank you."

"You are always welcome. Come on, we have a date to enjoy." Thunder trotted from the platform with what he was sure was the most beautiful mare in Canterlot at his side.

Fluttershy was finally on the date she had always wanted. She had a handsome stallion at her side and was wearing a dress that made ponies stop and stare. If it were any other situation she would be cowering and hiding from the attention, but nothing was going to ruin her date—not even her.

"Are you okay, Fluttershy?" Thunderlane saw a slight stiffness in her step, in the way she moved. "Something is. What's wrong?" He stopped and looked at her, trying to catch Fluttershy's eyes with his own, but she kept looking away. He finally reached a hoof up and just touched her collar. "Fluttershy, tell me what is wrong so I can fix it."

With the hoof resting on her collar, Fluttershy froze and stared back at Thunderlane. "It feels like everypony is staring at me and I really want this to work and it is making me panic…" With each word her voice got softer and softer, and she noticed Thunder's ears perking directly at her.

"Commanding you won't help." Thunder rubbed the collar slowly, using the gesture to hide how he was gently petting her throat. "And you really want this date, don't you?" He watched her head tilt very slightly up and down. "Then there is nothing else for it. Guards!"

The shout, even with Thunderlane turning his head away from her, startled Fluttershy. She hadn't realized how much that little petting had calmed her. Four big stallions tromped up to them in short order, and Fluttershy found herself half-hiding behind Thunderlane.

"What's the matter?"

Thunderlane sighed dramatically. "Oh thank you for helping. I was escorting Fluttershy—Element Bearer to the Element of Kindness—to her dinner-date at Maresier's, and I fear she needs a little more guarding than just one stallion can give." It was a matter of pride; he gave up some to preserve Fluttershy's. Thunder looked between the four armored stallions.

Four gasps ran around the big stallions. The one that spoke up first straightened to within an inch of his life and looked the very pinnacle of what the Royal Guard stood for. "Of course we can help. Squad, form up honor guard!"

Fluttershy would have startled back in shock, but Thunderlane was at her side. She looked into his eyes and saw the support she needed to move when the Guard shouted for them to "move out." She was sure there were still eyes on her, ponies staring, but she couldn't see them now thanks to the big stallions that loomed around her.

"Are you alright now?" Thunderlane leaned across to nuzzle Fluttershy's neck gently. Now he could smell his own scent there, slightly, just from his hoof rubbing her soft fur. It filled him with more confidence than it should, and reminded the dominant part of himself that she was his, and all the guarding in Equus didn't matter to that.

Fluttershy realized she was and leaned into the nuzzling a little more. "I am, thank you." Her guard detail turned and guided her like an arrow to its target.

Stopping, the Royal Guard ponies fanned out and snapped a salute. "Always a pleasure, ma'am!"

Fluttershy felt herself shrinking, getting smaller and smaller until a slight touch at her side reminded her of Thunderlane. She took a deep breath, and felt it inflate her to full size again. "Th-Thank you." It was all they needed, the four big stallions marching back off into the late afternoon. A hoof brushed her collar, stroking the larger of the gems and trailing down into her fur—it was enough to earn a relaxed purr from her throat.

"That's my mare." Thunderlane let the dominant out only long enough to inspire Fluttershy to react to it, then he put those needs aside again. "Shall we enter? They are waiting for us." Together they walked into the restaurant, an impeccably dressed mare just inside the front door turned her full attention on them. "Reservation for Thunderlane and Fluttershy."

"Of course." Parfait Equilibre didn't hesitate for a moment. Her light blue mane was slicked back, tail trimmed to within an inch of its life, and she wore a pure white shirt that matched her fur with a black suit-jacket over the top. "We expected your arrival and have been eagerly anticipating your desires." Her accent was thick Prench—real Prench, not a fake one—and her manner gave every indication that she could speak the language too. "Please, follow me, and welcome to Maresier's. I will be your host for the evening, Parfait Equilibre." As she turned, she gave Thunder and Shy a look at her cutie mark: a single perfect rose.

Walking at Thunder's side, Fluttershy soon found herself being offered a chair by Parfait. "Oh, thank you." She climbed up on it as it was slid forwards, which of course left her staring at Thunderlane over the table.

"You are most welcome." Parfait ached to talk with the mare about her being "The Fluttershy" but she was nothing if not professional. They were guests of the restaurant, discussing things with them of a private nature went against everything she knew. "Would you like a beverage?" As always, Parfait gave the impression that they simply had everything.

Thunderlane's attention was pulled away from Fluttershy with great effort. He looked to Parfait and nodded. "Apple wine, if you could recommend anything?" He picked up the menu and scanned down the food. "And bring us one each of your best entrees, please."

Fluttershy blinked at the manner Thunderlane used to order, it made him sound confident, and covered for her having no idea what the food was. A little thought swept up in her, pondered if Thunder knew what anything was either.

"Of course. We have the house wine, imported from Prance itself." Parfait took her duty most seriously; she could tell neither pony had any experience with such foods or wines, but taking advantage of them—or worse, ridiculing them for that loss—would be terrible. "It is a wonderfully sharp wine, but if I may, something with a slightly dry aftertaste is the Chardoneigh."

"Perfect." Fluttershy was surprised when she spoke, but memories of the dry cider Applejack made led her decision-making. She looked at Thunderlane and saw an approving look on his face. "The Chardoneigh please."

When Parfait left, Thunders attention was completely on Fluttershy. He lost himself in her eyes; gazed into the blue-edged orbs until the slightest of distractions got his attention. A plate with a swirl of savory sauce around a little pile of salad had magically appeared in front of him; beside the table a bottle of wine sat in a cooler, opened, and two filled glasses were on the table. He had a moment to ponder how much he had been distracted to not notice Parfait opening a bottle of wine, but didn't care.

"Oh my, this looks delicious." Fluttershy reached to the array of forks, noticing one was slightly at an angle. Taking it in her hoof, she turned some leaves through the sauce and popped them into her mouth. "Mmm!'

Almost too distracted watching Fluttershy eat, Thunderlane idly reached for his glass of wine and sipped it. "Wow, that is really good." He found himself blushing at the sight of Fluttershy trying hers. He lost more time.

"I think he will have the same." Fluttershy looked at Thunder and almost found herself lost in his features. "The special ratatouille sounds perfect for both of us." She giggled a little. "Thunder? I ordered for us."

Addressed directly by the object of his infatuation, Thunderlane blinked a few times and came to. "Oh, uh, great." He watched the Prench waitress depart with their order, of which he had no idea. "What are we having?"

With the subdued environment of the restaurant, Fluttershy felt a little more bold. "It's a surprise." The wine helped too; she lifted her glass up and took another sip. "This is a little like Applejack's dry cider."

"Just remember, it's alcoholic like her hard cider, though." Thunderlane didn't want to press his curiosity at her food choice, but he did enjoy the slight blush Fluttershy got when reminded about the alcohol.

"Why is it so empty?" The thought suddenly hit Fluttershy, and just by asking it she realized how odd it was that such a nice place was literally only catering to them. She looked around and spotted Parfait unobtrusively watching them; Fluttershy waved to the mare.

"Well…" Thunderlane reached a hoof up and rubbed his head in embarrassment. "I booked our table, and they asked who my date was. I said your name and the pony almost fell over. I think they know you?"

Reacting to the wave and thinking it was a summons, Parfait made her way to the only active table for the evening. "May I be of service?" She smiled, happy to be catering to their needs.

"Um… yes…" Fluttershy tried to look at Parfait without staring, and without making eye contact. "It's just that, Thunder said you might know me and that could be why there aren't any other ponies here and…" Her voice trailed off in the face of scrutiny by somepony she didn't know well.

"No madam." Parfait Equilibre bowed her head. "We know of you, however." Her accent was never so thick as it was then; her voice was thick with emotion. "It is just that you and your friends have saved Equestria so many times that to have the opportunity to give you something back was worth being a little quiet for an evening." She was positively babbling at this stage and lifted a hoof to daintily cover her mouth.

"Oh!" Fluttershy was surprised; all their time spent traveling around Equestria singly or as a group, and this was one of the few where they had not just been met with welcome, but actual praise. "Well, um… thank you!" She smiled so much her eyes closed, and she just knew she was blushing.

"It is a pleasure." On the verge of losing her cool and fan-fillying out, Parfait railed against the urge to fawn all over Fluttershy. "Please, if any of your friends would like a meal here, and it is to be a special occasion, let me know." She bowed again.

Thunder's face split into a grin and he looked at Fluttershy. "Are you thinking about who I am thinking about?" He quickly had a sip of wine.

"Rainbow Dash. She isn't really the date type, but she really should have her own." Fluttershy giggled at the thought of her friend in a dress for a whole evening. A warm feeling spread inside as she realized Rainbow Dash was technically more than a friend now. She always was.

Parfait froze and tried to track the conversation. Her ears perked about as far forward as was possible. Finally, she saw the expression on Fluttershy's face turn to that of a pony clearly in love. "Attends, attends…" She shook her head to pull herself out of speaking Prench. "You are in a… a relationship with Miss Fluttershy and Miss Rainbow Dash, Mr. Thunderlane? A… menage a trois?"

Thunderlane didn't want to say, not with the possibly of ruining the reputation of either of his mares. But he glanced and saw Fluttershy blush furiously and nod.

"Oh mon!" Parfait lifted her hoof up to fan herself. "Is this your first date?" When Fluttershy nodded, Parfait almost fainted. "You simply must bring her, all of you need to have a wonderful night together." Her special talent was almost burning her up with excitement.

"We couldn't do that…" Thunderlane looked to Fluttershy. "I can't believe how far you have gone for us alread—"

"Non… No, this will happen. To have the two most amazing pegasi in Equestria on a date with their special somepony…" Parfait's heart fluttered again. "Soon, please." And with that she spent every ounce of her self-restraint and walked carefully back to the kitchen to check on their meals.

"Well… I guess Rainbow can't say no, now." Thunderlane swirled the drink in his glass, glancing at it. "Will we need to trick her?"

"Oh no. The trick with Rainbow Dash is to just tell her it is already happening. Maybe you could do it while she… while she is playing." Fluttershy smiled, proud at her use of innuendo to hide the actual things they did. "Or maybe while I am brushing her?"

Thunder giggled at that. "Rainbow would agree to anything while you are caring for her. It totally wouldn't be fair to tell her like that, so we will."

Fluttershy joined Thunderlane in giggling, just as their food came out. She looked at the plate and was salivating at the dish. A perfect circle of multi-colored vegetables ringed her plate, and in the middle was a flower-pattern made of the same with a single half of an egg; to her eyes and nose, was perfect. "I hope you like it." She smiled to Thunder.

"I am sure I will." Thunderlane carefully used a knife and fork to cut free a portion and eat it. He closed is eyes in culinary bliss. Both of them became silent, except for the soft clink of cutlery and little murmurs. A sip of wine here and there only added to the meal, and soon enough both ponies set their cutlery down and gave a happy sigh.

"You enjoyed your meals?" Parfait gathered up the plates and spent cutlery. "Perhaps a dessert?" Her eagerness to please carried through her voice, and she sensed something a little out of the ordinary from Thunderlane. Breathing deeply, she shrugged it off.

"Not for me." Fluttershy shivered at the look in Thunderlane's eyes; he looked hungry, but not for food. "We should probably be getting back. We need to catch the train to Ponyville again." But the look in Thunder's eyes changed, the hunger aimed right at her. "Don't we?"

"I have a room booked." Thunderlane reached for his glass and drained the last of it; his face tingled with the first hints of intoxication, and he knew he had to stop if he had any hope of taking care of Fluttershy as he intended. "A special room." He could feel his dominant side straining to break free, but he made sure it was aimed at Fluttershy.

Parfait recognized all too well the look the two pegasi shared. "S'il vous plait," she was caught up in the moment, and almost dropped completely to her native tongue, "don't let us be in your way. Go monsieur, make her night magnifique."

Thunderlane's attention turned to Parfait only briefly. "The bill?"

"Non, mon plaisir." Parfait bowed deeply. "There is no bill for the bearers of the Elements of Harmony."

Staring at Parfait, Fluttershy tried to object; she tried to come up with a way to insist they pay for the meal. "Th-Th-Thunderlane, we can't…" She looked at Thunder and melted. Her hooves moved all on their own and soon Fluttershy was pressed to his side.

"We will work this out later," Thunderlane leaned in close, his lips brushing Fluttershy's ears, "Softy." It only took the one word and she melted against him. "Come on, we are leaving. Tomorrow we will be back to discuss payment." The last he said while shooting a glance over to Parfait.

Fluttershy was lost in the rush. Thunderlane guided her through the streets of Canterlot and right up to the Canterlot Castle itself. Her Master had a quick word with the guards and they were escorted in and to a room high in one of the towers. The guard was soon gone, and Thunder was leading her inside.

"On the bed. Softy." Thunderlane couldn't and didn't keep his dominant urges back any longer. Breathing heavily through his nose, he scanned the room and found what he wanted—what Fluttershy needed.

Beginning the task of removing her amazing dress, Fluttershy barely got half the fastenings undone when the brush Thunderlane held found her mane. She let out a soft coo and closed her eyes. She didn't care about much of anything right then, except for getting the dress off so she could be brushed more. After more brushing, and a lot more happy little sounds, she finally got it off and rolled onto her back.

There was no resisting his urges; Thunderlane brought the brush down and stroked it along Fluttershy's belly fur, stroking again and again. "That was a wonderful night, Softy. I hope you had fun?"

Fluttershy didn't want to talk, didn't want to really think anymore. She was a cute pet and was getting brushed. She looked up blankly at Thunderlane's question and let out a soft little sigh of happiness.

Thunderlane kept the brushing up, but he had made another promise to Fluttershy, and he intended to keep it. Moving around behind her, he worked the brush over the soft, flat lower belly, and then thrust into her.

"Mmmm…" Fluttershy rolled her head back, exposing every inch of her belly and neck to Thunder. He filled her completely, and though she wanted to kick, scream, and cry out his name in bliss, she was just a pet.

Keeping up with his thrusting, Thunderlane tried to keep the brush working through Fluttershy's fur. He bucked deep into her, his groin striking against her hips with each thrust. The smell of sex filled the room along with the sounds; it was perfect.

Looking up at Thunder made Fluttershy's head swim. She squirmed and trembled, and tried desperately to absorb every bit of the pleasure her Master was literally shoving into her. Unable and unwilling to last long, she felt the waves peak and whimpered out her release, clutching and milking at the shaft inside for all she was worth.

It was a perfect kind of agony for Thunder. He was being gripped so tightly by Fluttershy's body that it was a struggle to keep his motion up, and finally he lost himself completely.

Fluttershy was thrown into a second orgasm when the heat bloomed inside her. Thunderlane dropped down over her body and pulled her tight against him. She wrapped all four of her legs around Thunderlane's back and hugged him to herself. Inside her head, the little filly that had dreamed of being a princess in a castle, of going out on a date with a handsome stallion, cuddled up with the pet she adored being, and drifted off to sleep.

Author's Note

Discord: You OK with all this?

"Alright with wh..." Discord froze, his eyes widened. "What are they doing with the...?" He shook his head. "Well, now that is just nasty. I will definitely have some things to say at our next picnic tea!"

~~~~~+++++~~~~~

I am sorry to any French-speakers, I hope I didn't butcher your language too much.

~~~~~+++++~~~~~

So I do this "Ask x" thing, x can be any pony within the story. You can ask them anything and ~~I~~ they will definitely hopefully reply. Keep the questions appropriate to the age-rating of the stories and of course, ~~I~~ they will answer the best question(s) in the author notes of the next chapter. The more votes a comment has the more likely I will get it to the right pony to answer, try and keep it to one answer per post! ~~I~~ They will pick one question per chapter.

Support me on Patreon or fuel my writing on Ko-Fi!

Join me on Discord. Warning, said chat may contain NSFW material and should be considered adult in nature.

Awesome ponies who are already helping to keep me in keyboards and rum:
Canary in the Coal Mine
Daremo
Mary Rowland
Boulder
A.P.O.N.I.
Mephia
Nils
Ian
Dio-Drogynous

And special thanks to the following, for careful eyes and friendly words:
Jeffh4
Vutava
Cross Lament