You thank whatever deity residing over this land for the pleasant weather today. The autumn sun is comfortably warm, with cool breezes to make sure it never became too hot, a perfect balance with results that almost never happen. You’re in your kitchen, almost finished preparing the food you'd carefully chosen, knowing how much the object of your affections like them. With loving care, you finish the spread on the last sandwich, then wrap it up and pack it with the rest in your basket. The kettle finishes boiling as if on cue, and you make your painstakingly chosen tea; then pack it in as well. Doing your best to keep your excitement down to a small skip in your step, you leave your home at last to see her.
As you arrive, you can see Fluttershy seated on the steps to her cottage. She looks anxious, facing down save for when she is looking towards the path to the town centre every now and then. Walking around her house has paid off, as she does not think to look in your direction even once. Slowly, you move towards her, making sure she does not notice. When you are right behind her, you take a few moments to savour the hay scent of her mane, before lightly tapping her on her head.
"Boop!"
Instead of the "Eeek!" you were hoping for, Fluttershy whips around and grins. "Not this time!" she gloats, grinning. She taps you on your nose, and you respond by gently poking hers. She giggles, a pleasant laughter that soothes the mild headache you have from spending most of the previous night deciding just what to prepare for your picnic with Fluttershy.
You note that the basket she has right by her side is filled with food as well; all of them your favourites. Fluttershy also notices your basket and gives it a look, just before she looses the squeal you were looking for and jumps to hug you. Before you can respond, she just as quickly drops back down and looks away, blushing profusely. You ruffle her mane and tell her how cute she is. She cheers up and looks back at you, giving you another view of her happy expression, before you both begin to make your move.
"Shall we go, then? It's such a nice day today, we'll be able to see lots of animals from our spot..." She walks by your side as you both hike into the nearby woods, idly chatting as you admire how her pink mane bobs as she trots, a slight bounce in her step helping. It is fortunate that you know the path by heart now, you find yourself barely paying attention to the road as you continue to speak with Fluttershy, taking in her pretty looks along.
"Oh, really?"
...
"Oooh."
Fluttershy keeps quiet most of the time, but she seems really engaged by your stories. Her short responses don't seem indicative of much, but you know her better. Even a little bit of her voice is enough to have you weave another tale of the past week, or some other rambling that she thankfully enjoys just as much.
"Yay."
...
"That's nice."
She loves listening, really.
After the last of the stories you can think up are done, the two of you arrive at your destination. A clearing in the forest, near a river and a cliff to look down from. Fluttershy puts down her basket and immediately begins admiring the animals around, saying hello to the birds and playing with the butterflies that came to visit. You let her lose herself, you can set up the picnic alone. You set down your mat and hers, noting how she sewed matching patterns on both of them, but yours with a colour you prefer.
While she flies up to greet the squirrels, you pour the drinks and bring out the food. You put your carefully prepared meal for Fluttershy on her mat, then open her basket. You notice only now the veritable banquet she has made, your favourite sandwiches, snacks, and even some baked salmon. It isn't that surprising on hindsight, Fluttershy does know a lot about animals, and she should be able to tell what you feed on.
You call Fluttershy down for lunch once you are done. She notices how you did all the work while she was off playing with the animals, and apologises. It's nothing, you assure her, scratching her ears as you speak. It visibly comforts her and she perks up before sitting next to you.
"Oooh... this is all so wonderful!" She looks especially pleased by the grand spread you've brought her. You thank her for yours too, complimenting her on how she figured out what you'd really like. She blushes and dismisses the comment, as "Oh... um, anyone could do it! I just looked at your teeth, it was really easy to tell!" You dismiss her dismissal and insist upon your compliment again, resulting in her looking down and uttering a soft "Um... thank you", though you can see the edges of a wide grin.
As for how you liked salmon specifically? You ask her.
"Well.. I noticed how you acted the last time we came to a spawning river, and then you were sort of.. acting like you were near your prey! You know, like any predator. It.. it's really nothing."
You open your mouth and move as if to lunge on her, but instead give her a peck on her cheek and tell her again how amazing she is. She looks down, the even wider smile being harder to conceal than before, before finally you two decide to begin eating.
You sit back and relax, enjoying the scenery and Fluttershy's presence next to you while you savour her cooking. The breeze is blowing in an especially good direction, it brings to you Fluttershy's scent, just out of reach if it weren't for the benevolent winds. Her cooing and other vocalisations to the visiting animals provide a pleasant background noise to daydream to, as images of the yellow pony fill your vision, displacing the view of the shedding trees and clear sky.
On occasion she interrupts, showing you an animal. "Look! Isn't it adorable?" she squeals. You mostly respond by saying that she's cuter.
When the animals have all been sent off with the extra food you made sure to get ready, knowing that she would feed any of them that came, she lies down. You follow, laying next to her and watching the sky together in silence. The clouds follow the winds, occasionally forming into interesting shapes you and her both point out.
"Ooh, look! That one over there looks like a pillow!" She exclaims. You point out another that looks like a butterfly in return. This continues on, long breaks of silence where you two just enjoy the company of one another before one again draws attention to a cloud. Time passes, and it appears that new clouds fail to show any more.
By now you're almost falling asleep, eyes nearly shut even as you look content. You stretch out, letting off a sigh of satisfaction. Fluttershy hovers a little above you, appearing to have an idea of some sort. Suddenly, she places her hooves on your belly and begins tickling you.
"Who's a cute little human? Oh, yes you are! Oh yes you are!" She teases as she continues rubbing your belly, somehow alternating between scratching, tickling and massaging with just malleable hooves. It is hard to contain yourself, you laugh and pant madly while she tickles, calm down when she decides to rub you, only to again beg for mercy she again tickles, her hooves rubbing across your now bare belly as she lifts your shirt a little.
As heavenly as this is, you don't want her to be left out. You bide your time, letting her have her fun while you regain your strength, then in one swift move reach out to grab her and pin her to the ground. With a free hand, you begin rubbing her yellow belly, using your dexterous fingers to your advantage as you give her the bellyrub of her life. She spasms under, squealing and giggling while you continue to play with her tummy, watching how her legs kick into the air and her wings struggle to flap while she's pinned onto her back.
All while she's helpless, you bury your face in her chest, both to tickle her further and take in her smells. Though usually she'd smell of the animals she's working with, you can also detect some pleasant honey-scented shampoo. She must have been trying to prepare herself for you, but her line of work necessitates that it never really works out. It doesn't matter, this is the Fluttershy you know and love, animals and all. Lost in your fantasies, you lose a bit of control and let your hand slip. It moves a little lower than usual, brushing against two small, protruding smooth nubs bare of fur. Fluttershy gasps, and her movements noticeably slow down.
"Oh!"
....
"Um.. well, do you feel like doing anything now?"
Now, what would she have in mind?
"Umm... I mean, you have your needs, don't you? It's, um, natural. N-not that I mind, of course! It's a nice day, so we could, umm..."
You interrupt her in the middle of her pause with a kiss, muffling whatever was going to come out next. You move your tongue as deeply as you can into her mouth and she reciprocates, using hers to play with yours. Her eyes narrow, almost closing but staying barely open so she can look at you, who have now closed your eyes to indulge in her fully. Along with her hooves, you feel her wings wrap around you, the feathers brushing you through your shirt. Though you don't want to break it off, you'll have to take off your shirt if you're going to enjoy this fully.
Once you're done with your shirt, Fluttershy lays one her side, smiling at you. You first opt to cuddle a little more, burying your face in her chest again while enjoying the warmth of her body and softness of her coat on your bare torso. She breathes a little heavily, closing her eyes. You then let your hands explore her, scratching her belly a little more before going over her wings, playing with her pink mane for a bit before finally resting on her cutie mark. You rub and scratch at the pretty image of butterflies, as you lie down and let her lie on top of you so you can rub both sides at once. The coat feels slightly softer there, and you let your fingers please themselves while Fluttershy buries her head into your chest.
She jumps back a little when she presses a little too hard on you, and notices the hard mound near your legs.
"Hm? Oh! Right, right... you have your needs. Don't worry, we'll take care of it soon, alright? I mean, well.. um.. so do I..."
She seems more relaxed than she was before, giving you another peck on your forehead and standing, letting you free. You oblige, removing your pants and undergarments, letting the pressure down there find some solace. She lowers her head and faces away from you, spreading her hind legs a little. Her wings flare out, and she at last presents herself fully for you, lifting her tail and baring her little pink slit, waiting for you to make your move.
You crouch over, putting your face right above the sweet spot between her hind legs, giving it a good sniff. She giggles, then gives out satisfied "oooh"s as you kiss the area around it, before another sigh come out as you give her opening a lick and a kiss. Her wings flap about, letting a few feathers loose that tickle as they drift onto you. Her tail brushes on you from above, gently rubbing against the back of your head while you continue teasing her, taking joy in her cooing. Whenever she winks, as if to kiss you from behind, you take it as a compliment that you are doing especially well. Meanwhile, she gets more and more moist, not entirely from your saliva.
When both of you seem satisfied, signaled by the intensity of her winks. You pull back your head. You climb onto her, and slowly move yourself in. Fluttershy groans, seeming especially pleased by how your face is now buried in her mane from behind. You start with a steady, slow tempo, letting her warm, moist insides massage you as you rub up against her. The occasional wink feels extraordinary, as if she's determined to have you lose yourself right now. You can't do that, of course, it wouldn't be very satisfying for her.
You decide to move a little faster. She yelps and tenses up a little, but with enough stroking of her mane and thrusts, she relaxes again, letting her mind drift off to wherever happy mares brought to heights of pleasure did. She is notably less restrained, thrusting herself with you to optimise both of your pleasures, and letting loose more grunts and moans. Every one of her cute moans makes you want to grab her and finish right there, as you can imagine the cuddling afterwards, but you want to make that cuddling as pleasing for her as well, so you press on, letting the dripping fluids soak the mat underneath while you continue to pound into her.
Too soon, Fluttershy is at her peak, panting, moaning and yelling a little all the while you thrust. Her winks are now devastating, you can tell that neither she nor you can last for much longer. With a final, great moan, you feel her contractions squeeze against you, shaking her body into spasms as her legs buckle under her. Nothing stopping you any more, you let go into her, filling her up with warm, sticky fluid, satisfying her own urge to be bred. She collapses onto the map, you on top of her, and neither of you can move for several minutes as you two remain, panting and exhausted. You then pull out of her, watching the mixture of her and your juices leak out, before lying to her side and grabbing her in a hug.
She reciprocates, hugging you in return and giving you another kiss. Wordlessly again, you two lie under the autumn tress, locked in a warm cuddle, while letting fatigue overtake you as your vision goes black, the last thing you remember being Fluttershy's smile.
You awake to a night sky, with Fluttershy still hugging you. You realise just how cold the night should be, especially since you're still naked, but Fluttershy seems to have realised that and continued keeping you in her hug.
"Had a good nap, hmm?" She kisses you again before pointing out your clothes neatly folded to your side. Everything save the mats have been packed, and while you dress she stows them as well, making up for the work you did in the morning. You note just how late it is, and Fluttershy proposes you stay over for the night, seeing as her house is closer. You can only give her another kiss, all while she talks about her bed would be so nice to cuddle in.
