"I do enjoy your visits," giggled Fluttershy. "And especially when you bring takeout."
"I guess it's the only reason you ever invite me over, sis," grinned Zephyr Breeze. "Sure, you always say you're busy, off saving Equestria or whatever, but really, it's when I offer to bring sweet and sour vegetables that you change your tune," he laughed.
Fluttershy very gently nudged him in the ribs. "You know that's not true, Zephyr," she smiled. "I like seeing you. Especially now you've found a job! I know Mom and Dad were so proud of you."
Zephyr took on a thoughtful expression. "I still can't believe I'm going to be a Royal Guard," he said. "And... I promise I'll stop asking soon, but... you're sure the Princess didn't ask you about me?"
"Hoof on heart, Zephyr, I promise she didn't. I mean, I don't know Princess Luna very much - I don't think anypony does, really - but we do talk sometimes, and she's never once mentioned you to me. And no," she said, seeing him about to interrupt, "Princess Twilight never mentioned it either. Or Shining Armor, and he used to be the Captain."
"I just can't believe they'd choose me for being... me, y'know? Instead of being your little brother?"
"Well, believe it," said Fluttershy, giving Zephyr a big hug. "It sounds like Princess Luna just thinks you're the best pony for the job! But it's not a big surprise, really. She just saw what we all see in you. You have so much potential, you just need a chance to show it! Once you turned your life around, everypony always said your opportunity would come along sooner or later!"
"Yeah," said Zephyr, leaning out of the hug. "You say that, but..."
Fluttershy looked at her brother. "Are you, um... You're still having no, er... luck...? With the... mares?"
Zephyr puffed out his cheeks and let out a long, low whistle. "You could say that, sis," he eventually replied. "I mean, it's not like I don't get a lot of interest, if you know what I mean? Because let me tell you, I certainly do!"
He patted his mane, and Fluttershy rolled her eyes.
"...But it, uh... never goes anywhere," he tailed off, looking at the floor. "Every time I find myself chatting with some nice mare, and we go out for coffee, or to pick flowers, or just for a fly together... They never want to see me again, or take things any, uh... further. I just somehow always find a way to mess it up, every time."
"Zephyr Breeze", said Fluttershy with a sigh. "We've been through this so many times now..."
"What can I say, big sis?", said Zephyr, shrugging. "It's easier to say you've learned your lesson than to actually be able to put it into practice, I guess."
"I know the feeling," muttered Fluttershy. "But you know there's nothing wrong with you. You're a good colt, you're smart when you put your mind to things, you know what's right... you're good-looking... and you have, well, other good qualities,too..."
"Thanks," he said, with a big grin. "But if I'm such a catch, why doesn't anypony want to reel me in?"
"Because you sabotage yourself," said Fluttershy, flatly. "You say the dumbest things sometimes, even with me - and that's with me, somepony you know you can't drive away. I still think, deep down, you don't believe you've changed, and that you don't really deserve a mare's attention. And until you start to like yourself, I think you're going to keep doing things to push ponies away when they get too close."
"Heavy stuff, sis," said Zephyr, picking up one of the takeout cartons, seeing it was empty, and putting it back down.
"Well, I mean... you asked," said Fluttershy, with a smile. "But we can work on that together, can't we?"
"...We can," said Zephyr, returning the smile. "I mean, I think... What we do, you and me, together... I think it helps, you know? I mean I think I'm getting a bit better... with my confidence, and everything, and..."
"You don't have a problem with confidence," smirked Fluttershy. "Or, I mean, I don't think you not being confident enough is the real issue. How many times has Rainbow Dash said no? And you keep on following her around like... like a puppy."
She noticed an actual puppy looking at her from his pet bed across the room. "Uh, no offence," she added.
"...Rainbows will come round," said Zephyr, with a nonchalant shrug. "She just needs to hear somepony saying all the nice things you said about me just now."
"I've seen you trying to get a mare to... well... to go to bed with you, Zephyr," said Fluttershy, shaking her head. "I think if anything you try too hard. And you talk about yourself much too much. Or make up stupid stories that you can't even stick to."
"I do get, well... lonely, sometimes," he said, before noticing Fluttershy's raised eyebrow. "Okay, fine. A lot of the time. And, I mean, I don't like coming round here just to ask, but... you always help me out so much with that, and... well, I mean... if you wanted to, again..."
"Zephyr," she said, in mild reproach. "I know why you came here. We've been through this enough times by now. You know you don't have to play around. Just say it, and you know I'll give you what you want. I always do, don't I?"
Zephyr licked his lips and leaned forward, but Fluttershy held up a hoof.
"Say it for me," she said, sternly.
Zephyr took a deep breath, before asking: "...Can we play in bed? I..."
"Go on," said Fluttershy, rolling her hoof in expectation for him to continue. "Say it. For me."
Zephyr looked at his own hooves for a moment, and then up into her eyes. "I need my sister to fuck me," he said.
"Good boy!", said Fluttershy, in a cutesy, baby-talk voice, as if she was talking to one of her dogs. "Come on," she said, standing up and turning towards the bedroom.
Considering how often they'd slept together by now, neither of them could exactly remember quite how this had all started. The basic details were there in Fluttershy's mind - Applejack had left a crate of surplus cider, she and Zeph had gotten into it after getting home late one night after an evening of partying with her friends, he'd been feeling a little low having struck out with Rainbow Dash yet again, she'd been feeling a little lonely herself...
...she remembered being defensive and even annoyed that Rainbow wasn't interested in her handsome brother who was working so hard to turn his life around...
...she remembered their hooves touching as they both reached for a bottle...
...and the next thing she could recall with any clarity was that they'd been kissing passionately on her sofa, hooves all over each other.
She'd embraced him as they kissed, flapping her wings to push him towards the bedroom, then pushing him down onto her bed; she remembered rolling around as they made love, a blur of sweat and feathers as they alternated who was on top, kissing him deeply as he came, reassuring him it was alright, that she loved him, and then it was morning, and they'd woken up in a clinch, sticky and sated, the inside of her leg matted and stained with their dried mixed juices.
She'd expected to feel regret, or guilt, and yet her biggest worry had been that she didn't feel those things, and whether that made her a bad pony. But Zephyr had been so grateful, and the sex had been pretty good, and she rationalised it as being a purely biological thing, no different than when she'd see one of her animals in need of some help - medicine, extra food, comfort and cuddles, even - she felt herself blushing whenever she thought about this - sexual relief. If they needed it, and Fluttershy could provide it, she'd do it, every time. And Zephyr had definitely needed it.
She knew full well that her sleeping with Zephyr might not help "fix" him in any meaningful way; it might not give him a confidence boost when talking to mares, or help resolve any issues he had with his own self-esteem and body image, or even just help him by giving him some experience to work with when he eventually found himself in bed with another mare.
(To this day, Fluttershy still didn't know whether she'd been his first mare, whether she'd been the one to take her little brother's virginity. She preferred not to dwell on that thought.)
But what it was, was a good release valve. He was so useless when it came to mares, and yet he had so much to offer. If it helped Zephyr blow off some much-needed steam, if it helped him quell the loneliness he must feel, the longing for intimacy, the simple need to be close to another pony, to feel a warm body next to him in bed as he woke up... and, on a basic level, if it just helped him feel good, to have sex with a mare instead of masturbating, even if that mare was his big sister... well, reasoned Fluttershy, those were all good enough reasons to help.
She wouldn't necessarily admit it to herself, but it wasn't a purely altruistic arrangement, either. She was far too busy with helping her animals, and her friends, and her duties as an Element of Harmony, to really spend any time looking for a boyfriend, or even to think too much about what she might like in a romantic partner. Of course, she got frustrated every now and again, just like anypony else. And even though cuddling one of her cute little animals definitely helped take the edge off waking up alone every morning, that couldn't help with certain... other needs she had.
Zephyr may have been a clumsy and unskilled lover, but he was still a good-looking stallion, and enthusiastic, and available, and strong, and big, and he cared for her very deeply, and he wanted her very much, and that was a combination that added up to being enough to satisfy her, beyond the simple selfless joy she felt in getting him off.
So, the next night, stone cold sober, they'd done it again. And, a week later, they'd done it a third time. Now, it was pretty much expected every time they found themselves together overnight in her cottage, or at his apartment, and yet he still acted so nervously when the time came to actually ask, as though it was the first time, as though she was going to react in appalled shock and throw him out right there and then.
It was actually kind of cute, she thought, but she hoped he wasn't like this with other mares. Or that there even were other mares in the first place. If he somehow ever managed to win her over, Rainbow Dash would eat him alive. That was why she always insisted he ask her for it, outright, in the naughtiest way she could think of, before she inevitably gave in to his needy whimpering.
But something had started to nag away at her recently. A vague feeling of unease, at first, but getting stronger and stronger each time they'd made love over the last few months; not a feeling of guilt, or of what they were doing being morally wrong (which, truth be told, Fluttershy had secretly been hoping she might somehow start to feel, if only to be able to tell herself she was still a fine upstanding pony)... but a feeling that things weren't exactly right nonetheless. The more it went on, the stronger it became, the more she thought she might finally be starting to understand just what that feeling was.
So far, however, it hadn't stopped her from fucking her brother again.
"...There's a good boy!", cooed Fluttershy, as she led him through the familiar doorway and into her bedroom.
Zephyr knew he should probably take offence to her casually demeaning tone, but he was too aroused and needy to complain. Besides, he reasoned, it's tough to argue you're not just some dumb, pent-up animal who needs some sexual relief, when that's exactly what you are right now.
"Up on the bed, then, and on your back for me," she said, authoritatively, but with a kindly smile. "I think you... Oh!"
Fluttershy stopped mid-sentence, as she saw Zephyr's long, thick, meaty stallionhood, well out of his sheath, throbbing visibly in the cool air with each pulse of his heartbeat... hard for her.
"You still want it, huh?", smirked Zephyr. "Always was a nice little ego boost, seeing my big sister's eyes go wide at the sight of me."
Fluttershy could only nod mutely for a moment. No matter how many times she did this for Zephyr, no matter how prepared she was in her mind, it was always something of a surprise to be reminded, in real life, of just how fucking big he was. She involuntarily licked her lips as she motioned for him to lie down all the way, and he put his forehooves behind his head as she climbed onto her bed next to him.
"You're beautiful," she murmured, and even she was unsure whether that was for him to hear or just something she said out loud. Either way, it was true; his lovely horsecock really was one of the prettiest she'd ever seen, tapered and well-proportioned, the same pretty turquoise color as the rest of his glossy coat, so thick and veiny, a bead of pre appearing at the tip like a crystal ball as she reached out a hoof to gently touch it.
"Y-you too," he gasped, as she slowly stroked the soft, flat underside of her hoof all the way up his length, from the base to the very tip, making him gasp as she dragged her hoof over his medial ring, reaching the tip and smearing the precum over his head, while she began to stroke his balls with her free hoof.
"We can't keep doing this, you know," she whispered, softly.
"Having... second... thoughts again?", he panted, his tone worried between his grunts and gasps of pleasure, as his sister now grasped his stallionhood between both hooves and began to stroke him up and down, and he arched his back.
"No," said Fluttershy, matter-of-factly, as she continued to work her brother's cock between her hooves. "I gave it a lot of thought over these past few years, and I'm pretty sure I don't think what we're doing is wrong."
"That's good to - ahhhhhh! - good to know..." murmured Zephyr, gasping in pleasure as Fluttershy ran the back of her wing up his shaft and teased the head a little, still pressing the soft flat of her hoof against it, the supple, leathery flesh moulding slightly to his shape as she gently massaged him and tickled his balls with her feathers. "I was worried... oh, fuck, that's so good! - I thought maybe you were thinking of... backing out..."
"Oh!," said Fluttershy. "Um, I..."
She stopped herself just in time. She realised she was about to unload all of her feelings onto Zephyr, to let him know exactly what she'd been thinking, and about how it might affect their relationship in the future... and just at the last second, she looked into her brother's wide, frightened eyes, felt his hot, steel-hard penis pulse and throb against her hoof, against her wing, and realised she didn't want to ruin this for him, especially not if it was the last time.
"Shhhh," she chided, gently, as she leaned in to plant a tiny kiss on the tip of her brother's cock. "Don't worry about it," she cooed, feeling the heat on her face as she pressed her lips to his cock, delivering a soft, slurping kiss while she expertly and efficiently worked his shaft between forehoof and outstretched wing.
"Oh, sis, you're... Nghhhhh!", moaned Zephyr, as Fluttershy took him into her mouth, bathing him in warm saliva, her tongue a soft pillow for his stallionhood as she gently but firmly suckled on him. It wasn't physically comfortable for her, it never was; she had to stretch her jaw more than she liked in order to accommodate his thick member, and she'd never quite gotten used to his taste no matter how much she willed herself to enjoy it. But the thrill of pleasing somepony else - pleasing another creature, even if it was her own brother - was as sweet and satisfying a thrill as it always was, and she let out a chirruping moan of her own, the vibrations travelling up Zephyr's cock with a pleasing intensity.
Zephyr was in heaven, and almost beyond words; he knew - instinctively, and from experience - that he wouldn't last much longer like this. His sister was such an expert at getting him off with just her hooves, he sometimes idly wondered if it was a natural talent or whether it came from years of practice breeding bulls and cows in this earthbound farm town; but she was great with her wings, too, and when she used her mouth...
Memories flooded back to Zephyr. He'd been surprised the first time she let him cum there, looking into his eyes with such a sweet expression, as if to grant him permission to let go, fall over the edge and let go right into his big sister's warm, wet, sucking mouth, and she'd kept on looking into his eyes as he came, as he let out a neigh of ecstasy, ropes of his thick, gooey semen blasting right into Fluttershy's mouth, and she barely blinked as she gulped and swallowed and took it all, sucking out every last drop before letting him go with a wet plop as she broke the seal, a string of cummy saliva still trailing between his cock and her lips, and oh fuck he was going to cum again no not yet oh fuck no he needed her -
- He urgently tapped her on the side of the muzzle as she bobbed her head on his cock, and she looked up, immediately recognising what he meant.
"Already?", she asked, and quickly regretted it, noting his downcast expression. "Shhh, Zephyr, it's alright. I just meant, I was enjoying that...! But, if you really want to..."
Taking his frantic nodding as confirmation, she climbed up on all fours again and spread both wings out to their full extent. Zephyr admired the perfect symmetry, how graceful and beautiful her wings looked; his sister was so beautiful, he thought to himself, as his cock throbbed away, still wet with Fluttershy's saliva and suddenly aware of the cold air outside of her mouth.
Back in Cloudsdale, she'd always been teased for her slender wings, because up there that only meant "lack of wingpower". But here on the ground, it was no surprise she'd become a model; he'd never seen a mare with such symmetrical wings, such pretty feathers, such wonderfully synchronised movements... between what Fluttershy had told him, and the locker room talk from the ROTC guys, he was pretty sure he wasn't the only pegasus with a thing for symmetry...
...but he'd never seen a mare with wings as amazing as his sister's, and her mane was so soft even if she styled it all wrong, and her eyes were so beautiful, and her teats, holy fuck, and now she was climbing up above him and he felt her hoof lining him up with her soft, wet folds as he poked at her entrance and she popped him into position and ohhhh FUCK.
Fluttershy closed her eyes for just a moment as she and her body adjusted to the sheer size of the intruder, sliding herself down her brother's length in gradual, incremental shifts, each one accompanied by a graceful little high-pitched gasp, before she finally settled herself down on him. For a moment, she barely moved at all, just revelling in the feeling of being so full as her lower lips twitched around the base of his cock, and then she felt him twitch too, and she knew this wouldn't be one of their long lovemaking sessions; she knew he needed to cum, soon, and she knew how to make it happen.
Zephyr was looking at her wings, as she spread them out in full and folded them back in again, twice, three times, each time in absolute perfect synchronisation, finding a rhythm as she very softly rolled her hips and almost imperceptibly moved up and down. He wasn't looking at her face; he didn't see the single, tiny tear falling from her eye as she scrunched up her muzzle and threw her head back in ecstasy.
If he could have read her mind, he might not have been so excited. This was supposed to be the last time, Fluttershy was thinking to herself. But it can't be. This can't be it. Not like this.
She wanted their last time together to be special, an epic session filled with passionate kisses and energetic fucking and hours of rolling around kissing and touching and exploring and sharing their love together, their beautiful, brother and sister love, just like their first time had been; as we open, so we close. But Zephyr needed to get off, and it was going to happen all too soon, and she couldn't stop it even if she wanted to, and she didn't want to. She wanted it to be good for him, to make it good for him, to give him something only she could give him.
Zephyr was bucking his hips up into his sister's unbelievable pussy, so slick and slippery and squeezing as she gyrated her hips on top of him; he was staring at her wings as she flexed them, furling and unfurling in an almost hypnotic rhythm as she squeezed his cock inside her wet, velvet-like tunnel in perfect time, punctuated each time with a feminine little squeak as she rode him... he tried to hold off, tried to think about anything but his beautiful sister and the incredible sensations travelling up and down his shaft, but it was no use, and he half-gasped, half-gurgled a mangled sound.
Fluttershy recognised it immediately, and looked down at him, straight into his eyes, hoping to Celestia her eyes were dry; a wordless conversation took place between them in the literal blink of an eye, he asking for one last favor, she promising to grant it.
Fluttershy fully extended her wings one last time, and then slowly drew them both around in front of her; feeling tender from arousal herself, she gently brought them down in unison so that the tips stroked Zephyr's chest, together, trailing down from his neck towards his groin, and...
Zephyr let out another groaning whinny as he felt himself pass the point of no return, the shivering sensations shooting throughout every nerve in his body as his sister's wingtips, and her soft, milking pussy, sent him over the edge, and he unloaded into her, arching his back up off the bed again and pushing her upwards as he came inside her.
Fluttershy reveled in the delicious sensation of her own brother letting go, feeling the rush of warmth as he shot off again and again, matched with the warm glow that suffused her as she took pride in satisfying another pony, as she saw Zephyr's utterly content expression, as she felt the ultimate expression of love between them; even before he'd finished cumming inside her, she was already basking in the afterglow. No matter that she hadn't cum herself; she barely even noticed. It was good for him, she thought, as she leaned forwards to rest herself on his heaving, sweaty chest, taking care to wrap both wings around him in perfect harmony.
It's a good job he doesn't have to worry, she thought to herself, as she listened to his frantic heartbeat, felt his softening cock starting to slip messily out of her. Any other mare, he might be worried about me getting pregnant.
Moonlight streamed in through the cottage window, and Fluttershy knew it was early. Time to get up soon. Time to go look after the animals, and forget all of -
"Penny for your thoughts there, sis," said Zephyr, idly trailing a hoof across Fluttershy's back and stealing a quick touch of her wings, as he stretched himself out in her bed. "You've been real quiet tonight."
Fluttershy was glad she was facing away from him, and she bit her lip for a moment, trying to decide whether to say something.
It would be so easy not to. It would be so easy. Just enjoy his hoof on your back, on your wings, enjoy that you had some nice sex, get up and make some breakfast, and see him on his way with a kiss and a hug, and the next time he comes around, that can be the last time. It would be so easy to say nothing right now.
She sighed, and realised Zephyr must have been caught off guard, because his hoof-touch disappeared from her back.
"We can't keep doing this," she said, almost surprising herself with how firm and clear she sounded. "I know I said that before, but... we can't."
"Why not, sis?", asked Zephyr, sounding wounded. "I thought you said you didn't think it was wrong?"
"I'm not sure it is," said Fluttershy, sounding a little more uncertain, "and I'll admit that that worries me a little, too. I mean, I think I'm supposed to say it's bad that we've been doing... what we've been doing."
"But... you don't?"
"Not... exactly," said Fluttershy, and she took a deep breath before turning around in bed to face her brother's anxious gaze. He was propped up on the pillow, looking concerned as to what she was about to say.
"I think," she said, slowly, "that it's not good for us, if we keep doing this. I think," she said, cutting off his objection by placing her hoof on his muzzle to gently shush him, "that you need to find a mare of your own. Somepony you can actually go on dates with. Maybe have foals. Maybe get married. And I think... I think I'm not helping you do that any more."
"...I don't understand," he said, confused, and she kissed him on the forehead.
"I think that as long as you know you can always have your sister, that maybe... maybe you like me too much. That you've built me into your perfect mare. That maybe, on some level, you've decided you don't want another mare for yourself. That it's too much effort to try and seduce somepony else, when you've already got me ready to lift my tail for you, when you can stare at my wings, when I already know what you're like, that you flunked out of college, that you have all these crazy projects you never finished... we already know everything about each other, and there's no risk..."
"...But that's good, isn't it? It makes us so good together!", whined Zephyr, and Fluttershy looked at him, sadly.
"It isn't," she said, eventually. "Because it almost feels like we could just carry on like this for the rest of our lives, as if we were a real couple. But we can't be a real couple. Not like that. Not keeping things secret from everypony, or praying we don't dream about each other and let Princess Luna know what we've been doing. You, a member of the Royal Guard. Me, a bearer of one of the Elements of Harmony. We can't be a real couple, and we both deserve that. Somepony we can wake up with every day, who we can share our lives with, more than just sex and encouragement. And I think we can't either of us move on to that, while... this is happening."
"So...", said Zephyr, full of fear even though he already knew the answer, "this means..."
"...I think so," said Fluttershy, and this time Zephyr did see the tears well up in her eyes, and he instinctively leaned over and pulled her into a tight hug as she sobbed on his shoulder. For just a moment, they weren't lovers at all, but simply a sister and brother comforting each other in a low moment.
"Are... are you going to be OK with this?", she asked, snuffling into his shoulder, and he nodded.
"Yeah. I think... I think you're right," he finally said. He looked into her eyes again as she wiped her nose on the back of her hoof. "Which sucks, because you are so good!", he said with a smile, and she let out a little giggle, and they resumed their hug, just holding each other.
"You'll find someone better," she whispered.
"Her wings won't be so nice," he said, and she giggled again, and they kept on holding each other.
There was a long silence.
"So, um, sis...?"
"Yes, Zephyr?", she replied, dreamily.
"Are we stopping, like, right now, or when I leave...? Because, well..."
The End
Author's Note
I couldn't find an old-timey movie "Scene Missing" intertitle card I liked, so I drew that one myself. Do feel free to take it and use it if you want to!
I was unsure how much of Ryan Beil's extraordinary VA performance I'd be able to use in Zephyr's dialogue, because so much of his character relies on that voice, just his weird pronunciations and emphases and his making strange noises as he prances about and poses and bats his eyelashes. In the end, I decided not to make him talk in a hard-to-read accent/dialect, and so it's really leaving a lot of work to the reader to try and read his lines in "his" voice. Still, I had a lot of fun writing this, so I hope it doesn't pull anyone too far out of the moment!
