Chaotic Anniversary

It was a beautiful summer afternoon in Ponyville. Ponies frolicked about the day, while others wound down from the day’s events. In a quaint cottage just outside of town, a yellow pegasus stallion named Butterscotch was in front of his vanity. He sat before it as he groomed himself for the night ahead. It was a special night for him. Today was the one-year anniversary of when he reformed a certain female draconequus Eris, the Goddess of Chaos. She’d been recently freed again and dear Butterscotch was tasked with the duty of reforming her by Prince Solaris.

Though others thought it was a fruitless endeavor, the good-hearted stallion wouldn’t give up on her. When she saw he was willing to stand by her as a friend even if it meant going against his own, made her see the value of a true friend. She conceded to him on the grounds that she’d be moving in with him, to which the timid stallion agreed.

Over the next few months, Eris would do everything she could to test how far she could tease her new roommate (be it turning his bath into chocolate pudding, make his utensils come alive and sing a large musical number, surprising him with late night snuggles, etc.) But through it all, he never got too mad at her and even found her antics kinda cute. And over time, she began to grow fond of him. One night, much to her surprise, he asked her out on a date. Though she acted nonchalantly when she accepted it, on the inside she was ecstatic.

The following night, the timid stallion took her on a surprisingly good date. She was impressed with how charming he was, despite how obviously nervous he was. From that moment on, the two began their relationship. She was happy to have finally found a stallion she could call her own as much as he was happy to have someone special in his life.

As he sat and looked at his reflection, he lightly chuckled to himself.

“I can’t believe it’s been a year already,” Butterscotch grinned.

Eris slowly coiled her tail around his hind leg.

“Well, what choice do you have but to believe it?” she joked. “It has been a year; unless there has been a change as to how long a year is.”

“I know dear, but you know how someponies said we wouldn’t last three months,” he spoke as he fiddle with his bow tie.

“Guess they don’t know me like you do,” she sweetly spoke, as she walked over to sit by her beau.

As she did he gave her an affectionate nuzzle.

“That is true. But at least my friends eventually came around,” he spoke still focused on his bow tie.

With a light chuckle, Eris reached over to adjust his tie and center it.

“Thanks, dear.”

“You’re welcome,” she smiled. “It’s hard to believe you stuck with me all this time. Given my past and how I acted.”

“Well,I just had to give you a chance. Everyone deserves a second chance. Especially one as beautiful as you.”

This got a Cheshire grin from the playful vixen.

“Oh my, does my rather dashing stallion find me alluring?” she coyly smirked.

She slithered onto an empty spot on the bed and laid on her side to face him. He looked in the reflection and saw her talon rest on her trim hips while her head is supported by her paw. She winked at him with seductive flare, which made him blush.

“Yes, ever since the first time we met. Back when you brainwashed me in the hedge maze,” he admitted.

“Oh my, you’ve had such thoughts about me since all the way back then?” she teased.

His blush deepened and replied with a nod. With an impish gleam in her eyes, she slowly glided over to him and coiled around him gently.

“Dear, will you please get dressed? We don’t wanna be late,” he requested with a slight blush.

“First, he admits that he wants to see more of me naked, then he tells me to get dressed,” she stood up with a mock annoyance. “And I thought I had trouble making up my mind.”

All he could do is let out a sigh.

“You know I love your flirting, but I have a big evening plan for us,” he pleaded.

With a huff, she snapped her claw clothes on herself. Her choice was flowing a red silk dress which accented her slender frame. The sight of her in the reflection in the mirror made his wings slightly pomfed out.

“Oh wow…” he spoke in awe.

“Speechless are we~?” she winked.

He nodded and went back to get prepared for their date. Eris waited patiently while she watched him brush his mane. After a few moments of grooming, he was finished and turned to her.

“How do I look?” he queried.

As she looked upon her stallion with his collared shirt with his red tie tucked neatly into his black suit coat and his slicked-back mane with a single bang, she could barely contain herself.

“If not for our big plans for tonight, I’d cut the suit right off you,” she purred.

This got a nervous chuckle out of him.

“Shall we go, my dear?” he asked as he offered his hoof.

With a coy smile, she accepted his hoof and the two departed for their date.

As the sun began to set, the two walked to their destination. While in route, Eris noticed the way Butterscotch would occasionally glance her way with a smile. She couldn’t understand how such a simple gesture made her heart aflutter. As the moonlight shimmered off his mane, she slowly reached down and combed her talon through it. This got a shudder from her stallion. He looked to her with a loving gaze.

“You look very lovely tonight dear,” he complimented.

“And you look absolutely delectable,” she flattered.

“I think you’ll love what I have planned for tonight~” he spoke with confidence.

“I’m sure I will~”

Butterscotch draped his wing along her narrow hips and pulled her in closer to him. She relished in his warmth. After a few minutes, they arrived at La Cuisine Royale, the fancy new restaurant in town. Like a gentleman, he held the door open for his special lady. With a warm smile, she walked in with an emphasized sway in her hips. He took notice and didn’t hide the fact he looked on with great interest. As they made their way in, a waitress sat them down at a table and left while they decided on what to eat.

“You can order anything you want dear. It’s on me,” Butterscotch smiled.

“You trying to spoil me?” she impishly replied.

“Is it wrong for a stallion to want to spoil his mare a bit?”

“Well, nothing inherently wrong with buttering me up.”

“Good, because you deserve it dear.”

She offered a modest grin at his words.

“Heck, I owe a lot to you,” he confessed.

This statement garnered her curiosity.

“Oh really now~?”

“Yes...” he began, while he stared into his glass lost in thought. “Before you, I wasn’t nearly as outspoken or open as I am now. You gave me confidence whenever I’m doubting myself.”

He reached over the table to touch her paw.

“Thank you...for…well…being with me, Eris.”

She rested her paw over his hoof.

“Though you endlessly tease me. I wouldn’t trade our time together for all the bits in the world,” he smiled.

She felt her face heat up and quickly turned her head in an attempt to hide her tinted cheeks.

“Everything okay dear?” he asked.

“Neither would I,” she whispered.

“What was that dear?

She slowly turned to him and sweetly spoke.

“I wouldn’t trade it for anything either.”

“Eris...I love you,” Butterscotch spoke before he reached underneath the table to pull out a gift-wrapped box. “Happy anniversary!”

Surprised, mostly with how he kept it so well hidden from her, she slowly removed the wrapping with the edge of her talon. She saw a decorative case. When she opened it, she beheld a golden locket attached to a long chain.

“Oh...” she uttered as she carefully lifted it out of the box.

“Open it~.”

When she opened it, it was the picture they took from a photo booth on their very first date. She felt tears swell up in her eyes, as she saw the goofy faces the two for them had.

“You like it?” he asked.

“You...you kept this all this time.”

“Of course I did. It was one of the funniest nights of my life!”

As she stared at the picture, she couldn’t help but chuckle.

“You had infinite patience for me that day..."

“True. You were a hoofful, but that didn’t stop us from having fun.”

“So you’re saying you have the reasonable capacity to handle a little more of me?”

“Yes, I do. We’ve been together for so long...well I've gotten used to it. In fact, your flirting and spontaneous nature is part of why I love you.”

“Is that so~?”

He felt her tail faintly brush his groin underneath the table, which made him slightly jump.

“Dear...we’re in public,” he whispered with a deep blush.

“Yes? What of it?” she retorted with a mischievous grin, while still teasing his groin.

“Other ponies might notice~,” he spoke trying to hold his composure.

She looked around to see that the other couples were going about their business.

“Looks to me like everyone else is focused on their dates,” she cooed as she continued to caress his area.

“Please...not like this…not here...”

She offered a coy chuckle.

“Not this...oh! So a little more then?”

He shook his head.

“No, I meant not in–” he started before he noticed the waitress coming. “Dear, you’ve had your fun dear now please–”

When he turned to her, she was no longer in her chair.

“Eris, where’d you go?” he asked as he looked around.

No sooner than he spoke, he felt a long and slow lick on his member. He uttered a low moan before he quickly covered his mouth. He lifted up the tablecloth to see his beloved underneath on her knees in front of him.

“Careful...hold that up too long and we might get caught...” she purred as she kissed the tip.

“Eri–”

He saw the waitress was almost to the table and put the cloth back down. She was a young unicorn mare dressed in a typical waitress attire. Her orange coat complimented her long goldenrod mane that was tied in a ponytail.

“Hello there, I'm Flambé and I’ll be your waitress tonight~” she greeted.

“Oh...h-hello,” he responded in a quivering voice.

Eris very gently moved her lips along his now semi-flaccid shaft. Butterscotch called upon his inner strength as he tried to compose himself and not moan. The waitress gave him a warm smile.

“Are you ready to order, sir?” Flambé asked.

“N-Not yet…” he quickly replied.

“Are you okay? Your face is looking a bit flushed?” she asked with concerned.

“Oh, yes…I’m fine. Just a little hot is all.”

“I see...”

She looked around the restaurant.

“Where’s your date? That uh…draconequus?”

Butterscotch gulped as he felt Eris carefully traced the shape of his slowly hardening rod with her coiled tongue.

“S-She went to the b-bathroom…” he spoke doing his best to not moan.

“I see. Forgive me for asking, but why are you with her?”

Her words caused Eris temporarily stop her actions and perk her ears to listen.

“What do you mean?” he retorted.

“Well, she’s a draconequus. I must be hard on you dealing with her chaotic antics all the time.”

“Not at all. It’s actually one of the things I love most about her. There’s never a dull day.”

Eris felt a warmth fill her heart.

“But there are plenty of mares around who’d love to show you what mares can offer,” she sweetly spoke as leaned on the table with a lidded gaze. “In fact, there’s one right in front of you.”

“Oh...well I’m flattered and all but–”

“Excuse me...did I hear that right?” spoke Eris who had appeared behind the mare.

Her sudden arrival made the mare almost jump out of her skin. When she turned to face Eris, she was greeted with a displeased scowl.

“Is a member of the wait staff propositioning a paying customer while on the restaurant’s time? What an interesting policy...so if I went out back and found a manager; would I be informed that this is normal...for dates to be interrupted in such an inappropriate manner?” Eris spoke bemused and leaned down close to her. “Tell you what...you can stay and keep flirting with my stallion and I’ll go and ask. Unless you can do something that improves my mood.”

“Please don’t…I’m sorry ma’am. I’ll do anything you want,” Flambé pleaded.

“Oh? No, no, no, no, darling. That’s not how this works,” Eris chided as she took her seat. “I told you to do something about this; I never said that I would give you any suggestions. So you better figure it out soon. Make this right, or I will.”

“How about you can order anything you want? Free of charge?” she offered.

“What? But that’s a bit–” Butterscotch started before he was cut off.

“Sounds like he isn’t completely satisfied. Try again,” Eris barked as she maintained her bemused scowl.

“Dear, that’s more than enough,” stated Butterscotch.

“Hmm, if you say so dear,” huffed Eris before she turned back to the mare. “But I do believe an sincere apology is owed.”

The mare quickly got down to the floor and bowed to them.

“I’m truly sorry,” Flambé earnestly spoke.

“Apology accepted,” smiled Butterscotch.

With a huff, Eris accepted the apology and waited for the mare to take their order.

“M-May I take your order?” she timidly asked.

“Yes, you may. I’ll have the Caprese Salad,” Eris spoke eloquently as if the situation never happened.

“You sir?”

“Hmm...I think I’ll have the Fettucini Alfredo,” answered Butterscotch.

“Coming right up!”

She gathered the menus and quickly departed. When she was gone, Butterscotch couldn’t help but chuckle.

“Hmmm? Something funny dear?” Eris asked with an arched brow.

“You’re just too cute when you get jealous,” he answered.

This got a blushed smile from her.

“Is that so~?” she grinned with a lidded gaze. “Mmm...I rather enjoyed how in control you were~. You didn’t even give her any chance.”

“Well...it was easy to do. My heart is yours and yours alone. So, I can play off other mares flirting easily,” he spoke proudly.

With a hungered gleam in her eyes, she grinned at her beau.

“Want me to finish what I started?” she winked.

“Not here dear. We can finish when get we home,” he declined.

She let out a defeated sigh.

“Well...if you’re sure...”

“I’m sure.”

With that, the two patiently waited for their meals. After a few minutes, Eris was eager to test the waters, she used her tail to gently tease his groin. He let out a surprised squeak, as he felt himself back up to about half mast. He looked her with a pleading gaze, a large blush snaked across his muzzle.

“Eris~,” he breathed.

She gradually sped up the pace of her stroking.

“Yes?” she replied innocently.

“No more…”

With a nod, she withdrew her tail from his personal area. Before he could recover, Flambé came back quickly with their meals.

“Sorry for the wait,” she said as she placed their meals in from of them. “If you need anything please let me know.”

“That was awfully quick. Are you sure his pasta is fully cooked?” Eris questioned.

“Y-Yes ma’am. Our chef’s special talent is quickly preparing food,” Flambé explained.

“So...the special talent revolves around lowering the boiling point of water and also lowering the density of pasta?” Eris replied incredulously. “Very interesting...tell me more about how everything I know about the universe is wrong.”

“He uses advanced magic. How…well you’d have to ask him,” Flambé defended.

Eris narrowed her eyes at the mare and turned to Butterscotch.

“Darling...how is it?” she pried.

With a shrug, he took a bite of the pasta. With a delighted squee, he was soon muzzle deep in his plate.

“Hmm...that will be all for now,” Eris spoke to dismiss her.

Flambé bowed and left them to their meal.

“Are you going to eat dear?” asked Butterscotch engrossed in his meal.

“Just some quality control first, that’s all,” she said with a warm smile and took her first bite.

“Is that so~?” he grinned. “Or maybe you still a little bitter about her making a pass at me.”

“You know me too well,” she chuckled.

They shared a laugh and proceeded to enjoy their dinner. After a few moments, a thought came to Butterscotch’s mind.

“Dear, can I ask you something?” he queried.

“You may~” she replied.

“Well…it’s just…Why me? I mean I know why I fell for you, but why did you fall for me? I’m just a timid little stallion.”

“You know…that’s actually, an easy question to answer…”

“It is?”

“Yes, quite simple really. You were my first…”

“I’m your first?”

“Yes…the first to actually fight back on my terms. The first to beat me at my own game. The first one who tried to be my friend. You really opened my world.”

“I did?”

“You did,” she beamed. “You were the first pony I’ve met where I found myself asking ‘Does this go too far?’ before I pull anything.”

“Wow, I had no idea,” spoke in awe.

She looked him with a playful smirk.

“For example; if we were doing this a year ago, my tongue would be on my tail and I’d still be teasing you,” she noted while she licked her lips.

This got an audible gulp and reddened face from her stallion.

“Oh my...”

She offered a coy smile.

“But, some games you don’t want to play. Besides, I have my reasons to back off.”

“I see...but won’t you get bored of me if you always have to contain yourself?” he spoke a little sad.

“Not when I can always think of new games,” Eris teased.

“You are good at finding ways around things,” he chuckled.

“Indeed.”

She accented her words with another teasing brush of her tail, which caused him to shiver. After a brief chuckle, the two shared their meal happily and enjoyed the precious moment that they shared.