Wallflower Blush was remarkably warm, despite no longer having a shirt on. Sunset nestled snugly against her, resting her head on Wallflower’s chest. As the two of them silently lied there, Sunset would alternate every once in a while between holding Wallflower’s hand and gently playing with her breasts. With every breath, Wallflower did her best to keep her body as still as possible so as not to disturb the absolutely gorgeous girl who was using her as a pillow.

Beneath her surface of quiet serenity, Wallflower was alive with internal screams of joy. Again and again, she had to remind herself that this was, in fact, a real thing that was really happening to her, right now. Her impossible dream of being with Sunset had come true, and now the two of them were cuddling—almost naked—in Sunset’s bed.

The thought spawned a familiar feeling of adrenal joy beneath Wallflower’s abdomen, causing her to tense up. Tummy flutters, Sunset had called them.

Wallflower bit her lip as another trembling sensation ran through her, and her free hand found its way to the space below her navel. Her fingers trailed down a little further, tracing over the fabric of her jeans. Sunset may have called them tummy flutters, but for Wallflower at least, the waves of excitement were now coming from somewhere decidedly lower.

A sharp breath left her, and Wallflower realized Sunset was feeling around her breast again. Her touch was amazingly light, and with every gentle movement Wallflower tensed up more and more. Sunset slid her thumb over the hardened bud in the center, pressing down as she did. Wallflower couldn’t stop herself from letting out a shaky gasp as a tingle sparked between her legs. Sunset must have heard her, because she lifted her head for the first time in a while.

Wallflower stared into her girlfriend’s eyes. They were bright as the cerulean sky, and she lost herself in the sparkling shades of blue. Once again, Wallflower breathed the softest of moans as Sunset continued playing with her, brushing a finger in circles around Wallflower's areola. Sunset held Wallflower's gaze the entire time, her lips curling into a loving grin.

“Would you, uhm, maybe want to...?” Wallflower’s voice almost too quiet to hear, yet still tinged with unmistakable excitement. Her face reddened and she trailed off, too embarrassed to say the words. She slowly reached up and touched Sunset's hand, which gave her breast a delicate squeeze. As another moan escaped her, she could only hope her plea was understood.

A moment passed in silence. Then—without a word—Sunset gave Wallflower’s other nipple a kiss and wrapped her lips around it.

“Hnnnnnnaaaaahhh...” Wallflower sighed, her chest heaving beneath the warm, gentle pressure of Sunset's kisses. Again, the tingling flared within her, and her hips rose the slightest bit.

Sunset flashed a smile, her mouth never leaving Wallflower’s breasts. Her hand kept massaging one while she traced her tongue in a circle around Wallflower’s nipple. The hot, wet sensation was enough to elicit another series of pleasured sighs.

“Haaaahhh—aaahhhhhnnn...” Wallflower arched her back. “Sunset...”

Even as Wallflower lost herself in the moment, part of her mind continued to marvel at what was happening. Sunset was touching her, kissing her, gently sucking and suckling her, and with every passing second, the tingling between her legs had Wallflower yearning for more, leaving her wriggling beneath Sunset’s touch. Impossibly tiny moans lingered between her labored breaths, and Wallflower reflexively reached downwards. As she began undoing the button of her jeans, Sunset raised her head.

“Hey,” Sunset said, barely leaning forward. Again, Wallflower found herself staring longingly into those brilliant blue eyes. “I know I asked before, but... Are you okay...?” Sunset's question trailed off, but the implication was clear.

For the briefest of moments, Wallflower paused, considering the question. It was only hours ago that such intimacy with Sunset had been confined to fledgling fantasies in the back of her mind. Yet now, here Wallflower was, stripped bare and lying beneath the first person to tell her they loved her and mean it. Already, she and Sunset had done more than she had ever expected to do with anyone in her entire life.

Before tonight, Wallflower didn’t know what it meant to be loved by someone. Sunset had given her that gift, blessing her with a joy so pure and wondrous that Wallflower still had to remind herself it was real. Somehow, someway, an instinctual piece of her soul just knew that she loved Sunset too, and discovering that incomprehensible feeling was as shocking and elating as seeing a new color for the first time.

Taking Sunset’s hands in her own, Wallflower allowed the blissful closeness of the moment to wash over her like a wave. She took a slow, steady breath, and whispered, “Yes.”

Sunset smiled that lovely smile of hers, and Wallflower’s heartbeat quickened. Excitement seized her, and she pulled Sunset down, their lips meeting once more. What followed was a flurry of kisses and giggles and the frantic undoing of buttons and zippers. Soon enough, jeans and panties joined the pile of discarded clothing on the floor beside the bed.

“O-ohh wow...” Wallflower’s breath left her as Sunset straddled her once more. Her eyes trailed down the beautiful body of her girlfriend, and she let out a soft coo at the feeling of Sunset’s bare legs sliding smoothly across her own. “This is really nice...”

“Mhmmm.” Sunset planted a firm kiss on Wallflower’s lips, only to look away. “I don’t, uhm... I’m not really sure how to do what’s next, though,” she said sheepishly.

Wallflower couldn’t help but laugh. “I promise, it’s exactly what you think it is.”

“I-I know that!” Sunset’s cheeks reddened further. “It’s not that I don’t know how. I guess I just—I dunno—this is all so new and exciting and scary for me, too. I’m kinda getting caught up on like... What’s the right way to do it?”

Wallflower’s heart melted at the sight of Sunset Shimmer being so nervous. It was a side of her that Wallflower had seldom seen, and it reminded her that she was with someone who really, truly wanted her to be happy. She draped her arms over the girl straddling her, leading her into another kiss. It held for a while, and when their lips parted, Wallflower sighed. “I don’t think there’s a right way or a wrong way to do it,” she said. “Just... Do what comes naturally, y’know?”

“...Yeah,” Sunset said, smiling. Her hips shifted atop Wallflower’s own. “I can do that.”

Slowly, slowly, Sunset began to move down Wallflower’s body, eliciting an excited shiver. A breathless moan left Wallflower’s lips as she felt Sunset's fingers tracing across her leg, and her hips moved on their own, as if trying to guide Sunset’s fingers inward.

Closing her eyes, Wallflower allowed herself to feel every sensation in its entirety. Sunset moved and breathed on top of her, leaving delicate kisses all over Wallflower’s breasts and tummy as she lowered herself closer and closer to the source of the flutters and tingles that pulsated through Wallflower’s entire body. Gentle touches drifted up and down through the wetness that was building between her thighs. With each pass, her breathing grew a little heavier and her legs spread a little wider.

“Hahhhh... Haahhhhh... Haaa-aaahhhh—ahh...!”

Wallflower flinched at the first contact. Her eyes blinked open and saw Sunset, cheeks burning red as she stared between Wallflower's legs. She had one hand on Wallflower's waist, and the other was hovering, motionless, just an inch away from what she was looking at. Sunset glanced up at Wallflower, her expression a mix of excitement and trepidation, as if silently asking for consent one last time before they crossed this line together.

All Wallflower could manage was a nod. Sunset returned the expression, and Wallflower felt her girlfriend’s free hand touch her own. Their fingers laced together, and Wallflower held her breath as she waited for—

“Eep!"

Sunset’s finger barely entered her, and she yelped, more from surprise than anything else. Flutters and tingles passed over Wallflower in waves, and she squeezed Sunset’s other hand.

“S-sorry! I’m sorry!” Sunset pulled away, and Wallflower gasped as her finger pulled out. “Are you alright? I’m really sorry, I thought—!”

“It’s okay,” Wallflower said, almost breathless. “You just surprised me, is all. I’m okay.”

“O-oh geez...” Sunset let out a nervous laugh. “I really wasn’t kidding about being an awkward virgin.”

“You’re doing fine, Sunset,” Wallflower said, smiling. She heaved a sigh, leaning back into the pillow beneath her. “It was nice, just… It caught me off guard, I guess."

“Do you want to stop?” Sunset asked.

“N-no!” Wallflower shook her head. “We can keep going, just—maybe ease into it…?”

“Yeah, okay,” Sunset said, turning her gaze down again as her brow furrowed nervously. “Ease into it. Okay.”

After a pause, Wallflower blinked and spoke up. “Not like literally,” she said.

Sunset giggled at that, and the smile that followed released another flutter through Wallflower’s body.

As she waited for Sunset to be ready, Wallflower allowed her muscles to relax a bit. She closed her eyes, doing her best to steady her breathing, but even still her exhales were marked by breathy, eager whimpers. Her hips wiggled on their own, yearning for Sunset to begin again.

Then she felt it—the feather-soft touch of Sunset’s fingers along the edge of her entrance. The contact sparked a wonderful sensation, and Wallflower couldn’t stop her shaky breaths from falling into pleasured sighs, punctuated by a series of gleeful giggles as she again reminded herself this was really happening.

“Does it, uhm…” Sunset spoke, even as she continued tracing her finger around Wallflower’s folds. “Does it feel good?”

“Heeheehee—mmmnnaahhh…” Wallflower squirmed at the feeling, and she met Sunset’s nervous gaze with a smile. “Yes,” she said. “R-really good.”

At that, she saw a flicker of excitement in Sunset’s eyes. Soon enough, Wallflower felt a second finger feeling around her, drawing out a hushed moan. Despite how anxious Sunset clearly was, Wallflower recognized a building confidence in her movements. “You’re really good at this..." she said.

The blush on Sunset’s cheeks turned an even deeper shade of crimson, and at last a grin adorned her beautiful face. Wallflower’s heart soared as she watched the last of Sunset’s nervousness melt away beneath that budding smile, taking as much joy in her girlfriend’s relief as in the physical pleasure that followed. As wonderful as this feeling was, it was all the more meaningful because Sunset was enjoying herself too.

As Wallflower’s soft moans gave way to longing whimpers, Sunset began pressing more firmly into her folds. Just the slight extra pressure was enough to leave Wallflower cooing and sighing louder than before, a faint trembling running through her body. She closed her eyes again, losing herself in the sparks of pleasure that danced around wherever Sunset touched her.

When Wallflower felt Sunset moving up atop her, a breathless gasp escaped her lips. Her eyes opened to see Sunset, who was at last brimming with the very confidence that had attracted Wallflower to her in the first place, lying down beside her. One hand stayed between Wallflower’s legs, continuing to give Wallflower a fraction of the attention she yearned for, and the other found its way beneath her and cradled her as she sighed.

Another sharp jolt of pleasure left Wallflower tensing up in her girlfriend’s arms. Sunset was gently pressing the pad of her finger against Wallflower's entrance, but just barely. Reflexively, Wallflower shifted, hoping she would go a little further.

“Mmmmm…” Sunset whispered in her ear. “I’m really happy I can make you feel good like this.”

The soft, lustful tones of Sunset’s voice induced a shiver. Wallflower turned her head as another moan escaped her lips, and Sunset gave her a loving smile. All the while, her fingers continued to swirl around Wallflower’s labia.

“You look so adorable right now,” Sunset said. She leaned forward, kissing Wallflower’s freckled cheek. “I’m gonna start putting them in. If it’s ever too much, just let me know.”

“Mhmm…” Wallflower murmured.

Gentle as ever, Sunset pushed a finger into her, just past the first joint. Wallflower let out a long, shaky exhale, getting used to the feeling. Sunset rested her head beside Wallflower, holding her a little closer.

“I’m right here with you,” she said. “I want to feel you shudder…”

Those words made Wallflower do exactly that. “S-Sunset…”

“Shhhh,” Sunset whispered. “You don’t have to say anything. Just feel…” Then, she started moving.

Wallflower's whole body tensed as Sunset’s finger slid all the way into her, and the distinctive tummy flutters turned into a warm, wonderful feeling that spread through her core.

“Y’know…” Sunset spoke softly. “Until today, I’d never thought much about this kind of thing.”

When Sunset pulled away, she curled her finger slightly, dragging along Wallflower’s insides. The sensation drew out an eager moan, and Wallflower’s hips rose and fell as Sunset’s motions continued at a slow pace.

“I couldn’t really say why,” Sunset said. “For the longest time, whenever I heard people talking about anything sexual, it was kinda uncomfortable. I had more than a few people try to make advances on me, but it always seemed… Wrong, somehow.”

Wallflower gasped as Sunset’s finger pushed deeper inside her, and again when she pulled it out.

“But not with you,” Sunset said, smiling. She stared at Wallflower with those beautiful blue eyes, never breaking eye contact, even as she slipped another finger inside. “With you, I just knew. Sure, I had feelings—a little crush, I guess—but tonight in the garden, something clicked in my mind and I just knew I wanted to be with you.”

Pleasure rippled through Wallflower’s core, down her thighs and up her abdomen. The wonderful feeling intensified every time Sunset moved in and out. As her rhythm continued and grew more deliberate, Wallflower’s chest rose and fell, her shaky moans giving way to heavy, labored breaths.

“I said it before, but I need to say it again.” Sunset held Wallflower’s gaze, even as Wallflower whimpered and sighed in her one-armed embrace. “I need you to know that I’ve never been more certain of anything in my life.”

Sunset’s calm, steady demeanor contrasted entirely with Wallflower, who was seizing up and gasping as Sunset brought her closer and closer. Sunset’s fingers moved a little faster, pressing in as deep as they could and curling up as they slid out.

“I love you,” Sunset sighed. “I really, really do.”

Trembling, Wallflower felt her very soul come alive with adoration—with love. “Sunset—aaahh!"

“I know,” Sunset said, smiling sweetly.

Wallflower gasped and shook. “Haahhh…! I-I—”

She was cut off by a kiss from Sunset. It was firm and it was passionate, and it was exactly the thing that pushed Wallflower over the edge. Sunset’s fingers slowed even as they continued to pump in and out, and Wallflower's breathing faltered as she was pulled into a loving embrace. Sunset held her close, gently caressing her as her orgasm reached a fever pitch. Flutters and fire and bliss cascaded through Wallflower’s entire body, leaving her shuddering.

As the pleasure finally began to subside, Sunset's fingers at last slipped out, and Wallflower collapsed entirely into Sunset’s arms. She looked up at her girlfriend, her eyes half-lidded, as the last trembles faded away. When Wallflower finally spoke, her voice was entirely breathless.

“Oh gosh... That w-was really amazing...”

Sunset blushed, her face a mess of nervousness and hope. “So you, uhm… Finished...?”

“Y-yeah,” Wallflower said, smiling. “I did.”

“I hoped so,” Sunset said. She leaned in, giving Wallflower a gentle kiss. It held for a few more moments, and when at last their lips parted, Sunset spoke. “I guess it was pretty obvious, but, y’know—awkward virgin and whatnot.”

“Mmmmmm…” Wallflower closed her eyes, sighing. “You were wonderful.”

Sunset rested her head on the pillow, and Wallflower lay beside her. Sunset draped an arm over her shoulder, pulling Wallflower close. “You’re wonderful,” she said.

“Heeheehee—okay,” Wallflower giggled. “We’re wonderful.” She nestled herself into Sunset, resting her head on her breast. After a deep breath, Wallflower closed her eyes. “Thank you for being here with me,” she said softly. She grinned as she felt Sunset hold her a little tighter.

“There’s nowhere I’d rather be,” Sunset said.

Beneath her silent smile, Wallflower’s heart was alive with joy. “Thank you for giving me someone to love,” she said.

After a pause, Sunset replied. “Thank you for being someone I can love.”

As Wallflower began to drift towards sleep, listening to Sunset’s heartbeat, she felt a flutter in her tummy. Now more than ever, she knew for certain what love felt like.

Author's Note

Gayness warms my heart.

Next chapter will come when I am in need of a misery detox. Until then, enjoy Enhanced Snuggles.