Polyamory (Speedclop)

Prompt

You have sixty-nine minutes (I do not know WHY I didn't think of that before) to write about:

A pony or ponies getting caught

Begin: 12:14

Planned End: 13:13

Actual End: 13:17

Story

A lone cloud floated across an azure sky, idly making its way over the autumn-brown leaves of Sweet Apple Acres. The sun rested on the edge of the horizon, casting long shadows across the land, over the houses of Equestria's many settlements, and onto the body of one particular pegasus.

“Oh, it's… beautiful,” Fluttershy said, squeaking quietly and rolling to the side to rest a little more of her weight on her companion.

Rainbow Dash grinned and adjusted the wing she was using to keep most of Fluttershy in the shade, lest the bright sun cause her some undue pain. “It's not the only thing.”

“Oh, my,” Fluttershy replied. “It was lovely of you to bring me up here, Dash. I'm always too afraid to watch the sunset alone.”

“Afraid? Of the sunset?” Dash asked, somewhat incredulously.

“Oh yes. It's amazing, but as soon as it's over it'll be dark. I just want to be tucked up in bed when it's dark.”

Rainbow Dash smiled and leant over to nuzzle her yellow-bellied friend affectionately. “You aren't scared now, are you?”

“No, Dash. I'm- I'm not scared anymore. You make me feel safe, I know you'd never let me get hurt. You care so much, I don't know how you manage to hide it in front of everypony else.”

“I care about all of you so much, 'shy. I don't hide it, they've just never known me when I didn't care for them.”

“That's sweet, Dash,” Fluttershy replied, rolling over completely to rest her head on Dash's chest. The arrogant, speedy pegasus had a heart of gold, and Fluttershy could feel its beat.

The sun had begun to slip beneath the distant line separating land from sky, marking the end of yet another day. Fluttershy watched it in awe, but even kept in rapt amazement she could tell Dash's heart wasn't really in it. “What's wrong, Dash?”

“N- nothing! It's fine.”

“You can tell me, Dash,” Fluttershy said, using her most soothing voice. The one she used on lions, tigers, and bears. The one that she could have sworn had almost magical properties in its ability to make dangerous and scared animals behave. “It's okay, I'm here for you.”

“O- okay,” Dash said, relenting. “Nopony else has ever known a time when I didn't care for them. Maybe just because I'm good at hiding when I get scared, but nopony ever takes care of me. I'd… I'd like that, even if it was just once. If it ever happened, though, I'd never live it down. My reputation would be like, over. Forever. That's a long time, Shy.”

Fluttershy remained silent for a few moments, staring out into the sunset but not really concentrating on it. What she was focussed on was Rainbow Dash—the way her chest rose and fell as she breathed a little heavier than normal. The way her heart was beating like a drum, or the way the wing keeping Fluttershy's lower body shaded was quivering just a little—just enough to be noticeable. Rainbow Dash was nervous, perhaps even bordering on scared. With that realisation, Fluttershy experienced an epiphany of sorts. Rainbow Dash was fearless against anything and everything that scared her, but that didn't mean Dash didn't have worries too. That didn't mean she couldn't be scared off her hooves by something as simple as never knowing if she could really relax around her friends, as their fearless protector.

“Shh, Dash,” Fluttershy said, rolling over onto her back, leaving Dash's chest cold and un-rested on. “It's okay, you don't have to be scared. We're alone here, nopony can find out. I'm here for you, Dash, I always have been. I always will be. I love you.”

“I love you too, Fluttershy,” Dash whispered. “I just can't let go. What if somepony needs me?”

“There's nothing scary out here, Dash. You're here with me, how could there be?” Fluttershy patted her chest with a hoof, signalling Dash to mimic her earlier embrace. The scared pegasus did so, rolling over to rest a leg across Fluttershy's stomach and a head on her chest. It was Dash's turn to listen to the calming beat of another's heart, knowing they were relaxed and safe, and knowing they didn't have to do anything more to protect them. “Yes, good girl,” Fluttershy whispered, again in her most soothing tones. She raised a hoof and began to stroke it through Dash's rat's nest of a mane, straightening it over her back and brushing it away from her gorgeous red eyes. Forgetting the sunset, Fluttershy stared. She couldn't look directly into the sun for fear of getting burned, but she could look directly into Dash's eyes without any fear at all. The twin magenta pools quivered and shook ever so slightly as Dash fought between the two sides of her personality. Finally, she closed her eyes and pushed her head further into Fluttershy's coat, breathing deeply to take it in. Her protector. Her fearless protector.

“I love you, Fluttershy,” Dash whispered. “You make me feel so good.”

Fluttershy smiled. “You make me feel good too, Dash. Do you want to feel even better?”

Dash nodded, rubbing her cheek against Fluttershy's chest. Her tail shifted from side to side with the spark of excitement.

“Then just relax,” Fluttershy whispered, “You don't have to do anything. I'm used to taking care of my animal friends, and you're more than just a friend.”

“Not an animal, though,” Dash jokingly whispered back, opening a wing to hug more tightly around Fluttershy's form.

“I'll make you scream like one, though.”

Dash's head shot up. “Wha- what?”

“Oh, I'm sorry, did I shock you? I though you wanted me to- oh, I'm sorry, Dash. I've ruined the moment now, haven't I?”

“N- no! No, I was just… Where did you learn to speak like that?”

“You don't rut me so hard I can't hear, Dash. I know I like it when you talk like that, so I just thought…”

Dash raised a hoof to Fluttershy's mouth to silence her. “You thought right. Please, Fluttershy, while it's just us, can you… Can you make me your mare?”

Fluttershy nodded. She patted her chest and Dash returned to it, hugging even tighter than before. She wasn't as relaxed, however, as she could feel Fluttershy's heart beating like a drum. Hers was too, they both knew what was coming. Dash was.

With a single wingbeat, Fluttershy flipped over, taking Dash with her. They rolled until Dash was pinned down beneath Fluttershy, forced an inch or so down into the cloud's body. Within moments, Fluttershy had her pinned down properly, holding her legs down with her own and keeping her locked in place with a lusty glare. Dash did a spectacular Fluttershy impression, staring back with a mixture of fear and anticipation.

“Do you want this?” Fluttershy asked, raising one wing to the side.

“Yes,” Dash breathlessly replied.

“Tell me how much,” Fluttershy said, lowering that wing and brushing it along Dash's inner thigh. The pegasus gasped and her blue cheeks began to flush red.

“Oh, Fl- Please.” Dash gasped as Fluttershy's wing brushed within inches of her most sensitive areas. “Please, I need this.”

“Tell me you want me,” Fluttershy said. She wanted little more than to take Dash there and then, but she knew how much she loved the buildup—how much Dash forcing her to say such awful things excited her—and knew she could never deprive her lover of it.

“I love you, Fluttershy! Please!”

“Okay,” Fluttershy whispered. “Now, please hold still, I'm going to rut you like the dirty animal you know that, deep down, you want to be. Um, if that's okay with you.”

“It is.”

Fluttershy's wing jumped to strike Dash between the legs, embedding itself a little way between the submissive pegasus's nether lips. Dash immediately bit her lower lip to try and soften the moan, resulting in a tiny high pitched squeak. Dash's Fluttershy impression was doing very well. Her eyes closed, unfortunately hiding her gorgeous eyes. “Look at me while I rut you!” Fluttershy exclaimed. A second later both of their eyes went wide. “Oh, er. I'm sorry, I don't know what came ov-”

“Fluttershy! It's fine! I li- I love you. And it.”

“Okay,” Fluttershy cooed, raising one of her forehooves from Dash's leg to stroke the pegasus on her cheek. “From now on-” Fluttershy stamped her hoof back down, causing Dash to gasp in pain—though more from the shock than actual pain—and her gaze grew crueler, forcing Dash's expression into concern as if the yellow pegasus had just forced all her unneccessary submissiveness into the flightster. “-you don't speak unless I tell you to, got it?”

Dash nodded. Her eyes were a mixture of fear, anticipation, and an intense lust that under any other situation would have terrified Fluttershy. She knew she couldn't be scared, however—she was Dash's fearless protector. Nothing was allowed to scare her now. Her wing began to flap up and down, dragging the feathers across Dash's skin and tickling her clitoris, eliciting squeak and groan alike from the blue pony currently writhing lightly under her hooves. Fluttershy felt guilty she wasn't stronger—she knew Dash would be holding back, ensuring she didn't accidentally overpower her and ruin the moment. She forced the guilt out of her mind—if she couldn't keep Dash down by force she'd do it another way. “Good girl,” she whispered, “Stay right there.” She stepped back, and a little to the side, getting a better angle for her wing. When she was happy, she pushed forward. Her wing speared through Dash, embedding itself inches deep and forcing Dash to moan loudly.

A pegasus wing is incredibly flexible and sensitive. Every feather can be manipulated individually, and a good chunk of Fluttershy's were inside Dash, moving around to tickle and rub against her inner walls. Fluttershy felt Dash's heat burning against her wing, but that only inspired her to dive deeper. Dash could hardly move; every centimetre she accidentally slipped caused Fluttershy's wing to press against her in new and interesting ways, sending yet another lightning-bolt of pleasure through her. Any attempt to move was met with overwhelming sensation that left her breathless.

“You're enjoying this, aren't you, Dash?” Fluttershy asked, starting to slowly pull her wing out a few inches so she could begin a slow rhythm of rutting. Truth be told, she was a little concerned she wouldn't be able to trust anywhere near as hard as Dash could, rendering the whole exercise problematic.

“Yes! Celestia, yes, you're amazing, Fluttershy!”

“Thank you,” Fluttershy said. Her rhythm had met it's maximum. A wingpower of 2.3—she hadn't been practising lately—wasn't enough to really get Dash screaming, and yet her wings already were. She couldn't rut any harder.

“Need any help?” Pinkie Pie asked. A second later, she fell, only to return a moment later. There was now a trampoline below their cloud.

Dash's eyes shot open as she sat up. “Pinkie Pie, what ar-”

“Sh.” Fluttershy's hoof went to Dash's mouth to silence her. “Quiet. Lie down.”

Dash did so. Pinkie Pie knew already anyway, what was the use in pretending otherwise. At least this way she might manage to get a little perverse excitement before her friends disowned her for being a liar.

“Hello, Pinkie!”

“Heya, Flutters. You ruttin' Dash?”

“Oh, yes, it's very tiring.”

“I was wondering when she'd get round to asking somepony. And, duh! Of course it'd be you. Silly Dash, I bet she thought I didn't know!”

“Oh yes, she was quite adamant nopony find out. Could you um, could you forget you saw this? I think she'd like that.”

Pinkie Pie shrugged. “If Dashie doesn't want me to see her-” Pinkie Pie closed her eyes.

“Oh, thank you, Pinkie. Could you, um, give me a hoof?”

Pinkie grinned and jumped onto Fluttershy's back. She wrapped three hooves around the pegasus's body to ensure she didn't fall, and raised the fourth to Dash's slit. Fluttershy raised her own hoof to stop Pinkie's.

“Dash, Pinkie wants to help, and I'd quite like her to join in. Do you have a problem with that?”

“N- no, I-” Dash grunted as Pinkie's hoof almost instantly struck her. It began to stroke and thrust. Fluttershy's teasing had left her sensitive and lusty, and completely open to anything Pinkie might like to do. Even so, it took her by surprise when the pink pony wrapped her lips around her clitoris and began to suck. Pegasi manipulate things with their wings, unicorns with their horns, but earth ponies? They use their lips.

“Aa- aa!” Dash's moans returned to high pitched squeals as pleasure began to wrack her body and fill her form. “Don't- don't stop- aah!” She began to writhe against the cloud, bucking against Pinkie's face and twisting her own in unmitigated ecstasy. Dash was always on top, she always lead. Whenever there was dancing, she decided what, whatever she did with her friends she was always the first to get them sticky, but to finally be pampered drove her over the edge faster than anything before it. Her squeal echoed across the landscape as one final scrape from Pinkie's tongue took her miles away. “Oh my gosh oh my gosh oh my gosh,” she whispered under her breath as her mind vacated her body and bathed in post-coital bliss.

“Gosh, that is fun. We'll have to try that next time, huh Dashie?”

The pegasus didn't respond.

Fluttershy looked around. “Oh, oh dear. It's… dark.”

“Well, duh! The sun's gone in.”

“Oh my. Pinkie, hold me.”

“Okie Dokie!” Pinkie jumped up, doing a backflip in the air and landing on Dash's panting and sticky form. She licked her lips, clearing off the last of Dash's juices, and stared at Fluttershy with lust in her eyes. “C'mere.”