"Are you absolutely sure?"

"For the hundredth time, Sweetie Belle, yes!" Rarity exclaimed in exasperation. Seeing her sister become even more saddened softened her resolve. She approached her and gave her a comforting hug. Sweetie Belle moaned in disappointment as she returned the hug. "Oh Sweetie, I know. If I could find a way to make this not so, I would, but I can't. I'm so very sorry."

"It's not your fault" Sweetie replied despondently as they parted. "It's just unlucky circumstances. Ugh, but they had to happen at the MOST. IN. CONVENIENT. TIME."

Rarity held back a small chuckle at seeing how she had rubbed off on her sister. "Well, at times like these, it's best to look on the bright side. No?"

"You're right. I should focus on the good things right now. Speaking of..." Sweetie trailed off as she stepped back some more and smoothed down her dress. She was wearing a gown with the same shade of purple that was in her mane. It had thin straps, a slit down the side to show some leg, and hugged her torso enough that her cleavage would make someone look at least a second longer. She placed her hands on her hips, made a steady stance, and showed off some leg. "How do I look?"

Rarity had difficulty helping her sister with her dress, not in making it of course, but in making it the way Sweetie wanted. She had wanted it to show off her cleavage a great deal more, considering she wasn't the most gifted in that area, and wanted the leg slit much bigger. The provocativeness of the initial idea was actually the least of her problems with it, rather it was the fact that it screamed through a megaphone that her little sister wasn't so little anymore.

She broke down in dramatic tears on her fainting couch a few times when Sweetie Belle wasn't around. Thankfully she took the same advice she had just given Sweetie and instead approached it with pride. My sister is growing up into a fine, and beautiful mare.

"You look stunning, Sweetie. Naturally. After all, you are my sister." Sweetie Belle rolled her eyes with a smile. "Button Mash is going to love how you look in it. I bet he'll feel like he's in a fairy tale."

He was going to love a lot more about me. And feel another way. "Thanks. I hope he will."

"Of course he will, darling. Oh, let me go get your heels from the living room. Then we can work on your make up and your hair. Eee!" Rarity squealed as she left Sweetie's room.

Sweetie Belle chuckled at her sister's behavior. Though her mind soon drifted back to the reason for her dismay. And soon after that, it gained a new resolve. You know what? Fuck circumstances. We might not be able to do what we were planning, but I'm still gonna find a way to make this a night to remember!

"Mom! I'm gonna be late!" Button Mash urged. "It's not like I'm gonna throw this suit away. You can see me in it later. Plus you already took like twenty photos."

"Photos and real life are much different, honey" Love Tap insisted. "I won't be able to live this moment again. You're just all grown up and handsome and...oh my gosh!" Love Tap exclaimed as she put a hand over her mouth, feeling tears of pride quickly rising.

"Oh Mom, come here" Button said caringly as he approached his mother and embraced her in a comforting hug. "I get it." He stroked her back soothingly as she hugged him back tightly.

After a moment, Love Tap sniffed and broke the hug, wiping away the tears that had escaped. "I'm sorry, Button. It's just-"

"I know. I'll always be your son."

"Thank you for the hug. I needed it."

"No problem."

"Alright, you really should get going before Sweetie Belle gets mad for waiting so long. Oh, one last picture!"

"Mom!"

"This one will be special! Give me a smoldering pose. Like how you're going to greet Sweetie when you see her."

"Alright" Button said with a sigh. He turned and kept his posture straight, turning his head to look at the camera with half lidded eyes, a cocked eyebrow, and a small smile.

"Perfect" Love Tap said as she snapped the picture with her phone, her tone a tad dreamy. She made a mental note to duplicate it to save in a private part of her phone. "Just out of curiosity, do you have anything to say to Sweetie when you see her?"

"Well, I was thinking something like this." Button surprised his mother by approaching her while maintaining the same expression. Love Tap blinked as he took her hands in his own and spoke in the sexiest low voice she had ever heard from him. "Hey, beautiful" he kissed her fingers "Would you care to accompany me to the dance? And afterward join me in making this the best night of our lives?"

Celestia herself couldn't have stopped her in that moment.

Love Tap quickly slipped her hands out of Button's and wrapped her arms around his head as she desperately pressed her lips to his. "Mm! Mm!" Love Tap moaned as she quickly pushed her tongue past her son's lips, having at his mouth with reckless, horny abandon.

Her lunge made Button step back in surprise until he hit the door. He wanted to yet again remind his mother of how late he would be, but he found the familiarity of her kiss to be too nice. His eyes closed as he wrapped his arms around her midsection and reciprocated her tonguing.

Love Tap wanted her son badly. Her leg raised to wrap around him, which resulted in him grabbing it to keep in position. She started dry humping him on his quickly growing erection. Her lust driven mind angrily determined there was far too many clothes between them. With support from her baser instincts enhanced by her muted estrus, her mind also screamed that she needed him to coat her insides with his cum once more.

Along with that was a reminder to not take her morning after pill like she did the day after his graduation present. She had woken up and proceeded to the kitchen without being fully awake, leaving her to go on the same autopilot procedure from before the divorce. Before she didn't want any more children.

So eager was Love Tap in her lustful assault that she was soon in need of air. She broke the kiss, allowing her and Button to take deep labored breaths. She opened her eyes and saw him in his tux, reminding her of why he was dressed this way.

"Y-Yup. That sounds like a good thing to say to Sweetie Belle."

"I think....I got pretty good confirmation on that."

"Oh my goodness! You're gonna be late! Here, the corsage! Go get here tiger!" Love Tap exclaimed as she very hurriedly broke away from her son, grabbed the corsage he had bought, shoved it in his hands, pulled him away from the door to open it, partially shoved him through, and then gave him a smack on the behind.

"Ow! Geez mom, okay!"

"Have fun! I won't wait up! I put some 'protection' for you in your pocket! Bye!" Love Tap cheered gleefully before practically slamming the door shut.

Button was left outside, dumbfounded, and slightly embarrassed, hoping no one had heard the thing about protection, or that they at least wouldn't decipher what it really meant. He shook his head clear of the befuddlement and started walking to Rarity's, thankful that his suit pants weren't loose enough for him to pitch a tent and that he was calming down enough to not have a bulge in public.

Button Mash soon found himself in front of Rarity’s house, and he took a deep breath. His heart rate was only slightly elevated from nervousness, thanks to his confidence boost. He knocked on the door, and his heart rate skyrocketed when he beheld the young mare who opened it.

Sweetie Belle stood in the doorway in her dress with matching heels, a small purse hanging from her wrist, using the same stance she had practiced before, giving her boyfriend her best flirtatious look. She radiated confidence. Though on the inside, she struggled not to melt into a stuttering, blushing puddle from seeing the prime cut of hunk in a tux that she called her boyfriend.

Seeing his eyes become the size of dinner plates and his jaw practically hit the ground amused her enough to help keep her composure. “Hi, Button” she said in a gentle tone.

“HI! Ahem! I mean...Hi, Sweetie Belle” Button replied as he composed himself. “Wow. You look so...you look really...you look...wow.”

Sweetie Belle giggled at Button’s fluster. “Thanks. You’re looking pretty good yourself.”

“I quite agree.”

“Ah!” both of them yelped at Rarity’s sudden appearance.

“Oh. Hi, Ms. Rarity.”

“Hello, to you, Button Mash. And may I say, you are looking quite dashing in that suit. A real lady killer.”

“Th-Thanks, Ms. Rarity” he replied bashfully as he rubbed the back of his head.

“I’ve learned to be wary of lady killers” Rarity said in a serious tone so sudden it made Sweetie and Button alert. “I’ve met so many who are just looking for some quick fun with a mare.”

“Oh sweet Celestia. Rarity, please no!” Sweetie Belle silently seethed at her sister with a hint of worry.

“The young ones especially take whatever chance they can get. And dances of any kind tend to be their favorite time to try.”

“Ms. Rarity” Button Mash confidently interrupted as he stepped forward. “I swear to you, with every fiber of my being, that my intentions with your sister are not so cheap and crass. I would sooner give up video games than ever consider treating her in such a way. And I will make sure to bring her home at the exact time you say. Not a minute, not a second later. I’ll even bring her back half an hour earli-“

“Oh ho ho! Ha ha ha ha!” Rarity burst into laughter, to Sweetie and Button’s confusion. “Teasing, Button Mash! I’m only teasing!” she explained as she continued giggling.

“Really?”

“Yes, darling. You needn’t worry. I just wanted to play the role of the over protective and intimidating guardian.”

“Thank Celestia” Sweetie Belle whispered in relief.

“So, you’re not wary of me?”

“Of course I am, Button Mash. You’re taking my little sister out to a graduation dance, and both of you are young adults. But I’ve seen enough to know that I can trust you enough to only be slightly worried. And your proclamation didn’t hurt either.

“Now, as to when I expect Sweetie Belle home. Unfortunately, there’s some bad news in relation to that.”

“Yeah” Sweetie added dejectedly.

“What is it?” Button asked with worry in his voice.

“Nothing too serious” Rarity replied. “It’s just that Sweetie Belle has been gifted a rare privilege at the college you’ll both be attending.”

“I signed up as a volunteer to help around the campus” Sweetie Belle explained. “Help set up for events, be a part of a tour guide, other stuff. I can actually start right away. So they’re letting me move into my dorm early, before classes start.”

“But that sound great! It sounds like fun, and definitely a cool privilege.”

“You’re right, but I have to move in tomorrow. And it’s a bit of a commute to our college. So I need to get to sleep early.”

“Oh. Oh! Ohhhh” Button replied as he realized what she was getting at. “I see where this is going.”

“The dance may end at 9:30, but it would be preferable if you brought Sweetie back around 9:00. You’re lucky she already packed, otherwise I’d go for 8:00.”

“Well, a half hour early shouldn’t be too bad. Nice thinking on your part, Sweetie Belle.”

“I wanted us to have as much time as possible. Speaking of, we should probably get going.” Sweetie Belle proceeded to grab Button’s wrist and started pulling him along in the direction of their school.

“Sweetie Belle! Wait! Pictures!” Rarity exclaimed after her sister as she helped up her phone and a camera she used for photo shoots.

“You already took five hundred pictures, Rarity!” Sweetie replied while still heading for the school.

“Not of the two of you together!”

“We’ll take pictures at the prom!”

“But not with my camera!”

“They’ll have an area set up!”

“Make sure the lighting is perfect!”

“Fine! We gotta go!”

“I expect fifty, minimum!”

Sweetie Belle ignored her sister’s continuing cries until they were out of ear shot.

“Finally” she said in exasperation. “I’m surprised she didn’t follow us.”

“I wouldn’t be surprised” Button replied with a chuckle. “Can you let go of my wrist now? It’s kind of starting to hurt.”

“Oh! Sorry!” Sweetie exclaimed as she granted his request. “I hope I didn’t mess up your sleeve.”

“Don’t worry about it, it’s fine” he assured her as she smoothed it out. “Speaking of things on wrists though, I have something for yours” she said as he presented the corsage. “May I?”

“Awwww. Yes!” She exclaimed as she held out her wrist. “Me and the girls were kind of making fun of this kind of thing, but I can’t lie. I love it. Especially coming from you.”

“I hoped you would” he said as he took her hand in his own after tying the corsage and gave her fingers a kiss. “Now, beautiful. Shall we continue to the dance?” he asked with his smoldering look as he offered his arm.

Sweetie Belle looked at him, impressed, and with great interest. She smiled with half lidded eyes and wrapped her hands around his arm. “We shall” she replied as they continued on. She had to suppress the urge to squeal like a filly.

Button and Sweetie Belle quickly joined with their friends after arriving at their school and entering the gymnasium. They got some beverages and snacks and chatted. Sweetie, her fellow Crusaders, and even Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon gushed about each other’s dresses. Even Scootaloo didn’t mind relishing how she looked.

Button, Snips, Snails, and Rumble discussed their plans for the immediate future. Snips and Snails planned to slack off for a bit before going to college or getting work. Rumble was mulling over which of those two options to select himself. One thing they all agreed on was that they were going to party.

They also expressed some good natured jealousy that Button was already going to college, and of course that he was already of legal age for a certain kind of fun.

“Lucky dog, already gonna get to go fishing for some hot co-eds” Rumble teased, earning himself an elbow in the ribs.

“Dude!” Button seethed. “Don’t let Sweetie hear you! I don’t want her thinking I’m gonna be hitting on other girls while we’re together.”

“I hate to tell you this Button, but she probably already thinks that” Snips said as he placed an arm around Button’s shoulder. “Take it from an expert on females.”

“You? An expert on females? Hey Rumble, did you just feel a chill?”

“I think I did, Button. Must be Tartatrus freezing over.” Rumble and Button immediately keeled over, bursting into laughter.

“What, you think I’m not?” Snips asked crossly. “Then explain how I managed to snag Silver Spoon as my girlfriend.”

“Everyone else was taken and/or bad taste” Rumble replied. “Ow! What the-?” He exclaimed as a cookie hit him on the head.

“I heard that!” Silver Spoon explained. “And I have excellent taste! I’ll have you know Snips is a real catch once you get past his hare brain.”

“That’s right! Thanks, babe!” Snips exclaimed confidently. Her latter words registered a few seconds later. “Wait...” Rumble, Button, and even the girls devolved into laughter. “Snails! Back me-!” He then thought better of this. “Never mind.” Snips then found his best friend pressing his back against his.

“Like this?” Snails asked.

“...Yeah. Thanks, man.”

“No problem” Snails replied before he resumed munching on some pretzels.

The night went on, and the former students continued having fun. Dancing to upbeat music, playing games, chatting, and taking pictures at the are that was set up. Sweetie ended up being very particular about her and Button’s photos without even thinking of Rarity’s request. She fretted over the angle, the lighting, the background, and their different positions, much to the embarrassment of Button, and the annoyance of the other waiting students and the ones taking the photos.

Eight o clock came and songs for slow dancing were thrown into the mix. Most were very willing to partake, though some still had some lingering teenage shyness. Button and Sweetie were two of the willing, being among the first ones to start. Lucky for them, the chaperones decided to give everyone a break and not enforce the arms length rule. Sweetie laid her head on Button’s chest while he held her waist. Button gave Sweetie an affectionate nuzzle, and they both simultaneously wondered how they got so lucky to have each other.

Sweetie Belle raised her head from his chest, and looked into his eyes. He looked right back, and it was as if they were in a dream together. They didn’t have to trade a single word, they felt a connection strong enough to render that unnecessary. Her head moved toward his, and his followed suit, until their lips gently connected. Their eyes closed, and time faded away, along with everything and everyone around them.

The world and its inhabitants came back as they broke away and their eyes opened. They still remained staring at each other. “I love you” Button Mash said in a near whisper.

“I love you” Sweetie Belle replied.

They continued to slow dance for a moment before Sweetie Belle decided it was now or never. Her eyes shifted left to right, and she spoke to Button in a hushed tone. “Hey, I have a surprise for you. Go to the snack table, wait five minutes, then head for the girl’s bathroom.”

“Huh?” Button said. He was interested in what this surprise was, but that last instruction caught him off guard.

“Act casual, and make sure no one sees you go in. Excuse me, Button, I gotta use the young mare’s room” she said at a normal volume before.

“Oh. Okay. I’ll uh...be over at the snack table” Button replied as she left. He grabbed a few snacks while waiting as instructed, then made his way to the bathroom once five minutes passed. He looked around to make sure no one was watching and entered the girl’s bathroom as quick as he could. He took a moment to wonder at how clean it was in comparison to the boy’s. “...How?”

“Psst!” Sweetie said as she stepped out of an open stall and urgently gestured for him to join her. He eyed her questioningly, but acquiesced, approaching the stall. “Come on!” she urged as she pulled him in and shut the door. “There, now we don’t have to be quiet.”

“Don’t tell me these are soundproofed stalls.”

“No, dummy. I cast a sound proofing spell. And an illusion spell to make it look like no one’s in here.”

“Why, exactly? Why are we in a shockingly clean stall? What’s this...surprise?” Button asked, pausing as he noticed his girlfriend’s expression become what could only be described as seductive.

“Why indeed?” Sweetie Belle replied as she stepped closer to him, making him step back as he blinked in bewilderment. “Why don’t you take a seat? And I’ll explain it.” She placed a hand on his chest, and he sat himself on the closed toilet without her having to apply any pressure.

“Okay.”

Sweetie Belle hummed in amusement before she sat herself on Button’s lap, straddling him. She began gently rubbing her palms up and down his chest. She then closed the distance between their faces and kissed him. His eyes quickly closed as he accepted the kiss. They both released light moans, and Sweetie Belle started to unbutton his dress shirt.

“So you see...” Sweetie Belle began to explain after breaking the kiss. “While I’m glad about my rare opportunity, I’m still really disappointed we won’t get to have our special night like we planned. But then I got to thinking, being an adult means having at least some control over your own life.”

Button’s shirt was completely open and she started sliding it off his arms, magically levitating it and his suit jacket to the hook on the stall door where she had already hung her purse. “So I decided that we should still have a special night.”

“Wait, you mean-?!” Button Mash exclaimed, getting a slow nod in response. “In here? I mean it’s definitely the nicest bathroom stall I’ve ever been in, but how just how special could we make our night in here?”

“I’ll show you” Sweetie Belle replied in a near whisper, giving him a brief kiss before she started to climb down off of him. Onto the floor, on her knees, right in front of his crotch. And if that wasn’t enough for him to get the hint, Sweetie starting to undo his pants certainly was.

“Whoa, wait, Sweetie Belle” he interrupted her, concern in his voice. “I know you wanted to have a really special night, but you don’t have to feel obligated to...do that. We could just do like what we did on your sister’s fainting couch. And maybe a bit more.”

Sweetie Belle stared at her coltfriend in utter disbelief before she snorted and giggled. “Button, I love you, but you can be a real dork sometimes. Or a lot. You don’t have to feel obligated to do that. How chivalrous” she playfully mocked him. “I want this special night for both of us. Not just you. So believe me when I say...”

She pulled his pants down and around his ankles in one swift, impressive motion. “When I’m offering to suck your dick...” she determinedly said after his hesitation to say it. “It’s because I want to.” She grabbed the hem of his underwear and pulled down, allowing his erection to spring free. “Whoa!” she exclaimed, seeing it for the first time, impressed. “Oh I really want to” she said as she eyed it.

“But before I do, I have to ask. Do you want me to?” she said as she looked up at Button and gave him a wink.

Button Mash had been left speechless by her actions and her words, staring at his marefriend wide eyed, and incredibly aroused. It took him a second to register her question, and the only response he managed to give her was a slow nod.

“Perfect. Now just lay back, and enjoy.”

Sweetie Belle stuck out her tongue and gave Button Mash’s shaft, a slow, upward lick, making him shudder. She exhaled a brief chuckle as she kept her tongue on his tip, her hot breath making his dick twitch. She removed her tongue with a flick before leaning in to give his shaft a kiss. And then another slightly lower, and another slightly higher. She fluttered her eyelashes at him as she did this, making it feel more intimate.

She delivered her last kiss on his tip, almost sucking it past her lips. Her lips squeaked against it as she prolonged it. “Mmmm mmmm mmmmmmuah” she said she popped her lips off his tip, making his dick tremble again.

“Hah hah! Hah!” Button huskily shuddered the breath he didn’t realize he’d been holding. “I…I…whoa.”

“Glad to know I had a good start. But that was still just the start” she said before she gave his shaft some more licks, lubing him up with the drool that tasting him had produced. “Are you ready?”

If Button Mash had shaken his head any faster, it would’ve become a big blur.

“Good” Sweetie Belle replied with a chuckle. “Because I’ve been ready for this for a while.” She stuck out her tongue and pressed it against his cock before leaning her head down to wrap her lips around it. Button gasped at the sensation. More gasps came as Sweetie Belle slowly descended downward.

“Hah hah hah hah hah. Hah” Button’s gasps finally stopped and turned into deep breaths when Sweetie Belle stopped, with a quarter of his cock still beyond her lips. “Ho…Holy shit. That feels better than I ever imagined” he said huskily.

Damn it! Sweetie Belle cursed internally. I didn’t expect him to be this long. Just a bit more than what I practiced on. And a bit thicker. Even more so than the gag gift Scootaloo had given her for that one birthday. Which she kept in a locked box under her bed. Purely for laughs of course.

Button Mash was so overwhelmed by the feeling, even after she stopped, that his hips bucked reflexively, briefly putting him entirely past her lips and probing into her throat.

“Mmgh!” Sweetie Belle grunted and gagged. The sudden though quick intrusion into her throat surprised her. But what surprised her even more was how much it had excited her. One of her hands, both of which had been resting on Button’s thighs, slowly crept down under her dress. She lightly poked at her marehood through her now moistened panties, and her eyes widened even further at the resulting pulse of pleasure. She tentatively started rubbing herself through the fabric.

Sweetie Belle steeled herself, took a deep breath, flexed her throat slightly, and slowly took in the rest of her boyfriend’s cock. “Mmgug, mmmm” she moaned around him as she acclimated to the new feeling.

“Oof! S-Sweetie Belle!” Button Mash exclaimed with labored breath. “Your…your mouth feels amazing! I…I love you so much.”

And I love you, Buttons Sweetie Belle thought to herself. And since I can’t talk right now, I’ll show you.

Sweetie Belle slowly drew back up from Button’s cock, the young stallion heaving breaths the entire time. She stopped right at his tip, keeping it between her lips, prompting him to look down at her. Their eyes locked, and she winked at him before diving back down all the way. He gasped in surprise and leaned his head back as she repeated this in a steady rhythm.

The sound proofed stall was permeated with Button’s moans of pleasure and the sound of Sweetie Belle very audibly sucking him off. A real cock was different than a gag gift or vegetable. She got a little sloppy, literally and figuratively.

She accidentally went up too fast and released him a few times. She had to lap up some excess saliva to make sure his balls didn’t get coated. And Button Mash didn’t mind in the slightest. Not many stallions are gonna complain about their first blowjob.

“Ahhhh. Oh Sweetie” Button Mash moaned as his hands slowly moved toward her head on instinct. They settled gently atop it, caressing her hair, causing Sweetie to slow her pace a bit. “Wow. Feeling your smooth, soft hair actually makes this kinda soothing. It’s so nice.”

Sweetie Belle blushed from the compliment, while her eyes widened in another moment of surprise. This time for two things. That feeling Button’s hands on her head excited her further, and the disappointment she felt when he didn’t push her head down. When he still didn’t push down, she decided to take matters into her own hands.

Button Mash was so lost in his ecstasy with his head still leaned back that he didn’t notice Sweetie Belle’s magic cover his hands and apply some pressure. What he did notice was her head coming down on him harder than before, and all the way every time. She was now audibly gagging on him. And it was so hot.

“Gugh. Gugh. Gugh. Gugh.”

“Oh. Oh Sweetie” he moaned. “I can’t believe you’re deepthroating me. Are you doing okay? We can take a break if you-“

“Mm!” she moaned in protest. She stopped halfway up, then dove back down and kept herself there, her tongue doing it’s best to lap at his cock.

“Ah ha! Hah!” Button Mash exclaimed in surprise as he lurched forward. “I’ll take tha-HAT as a no.”

Sweetie Belle hummed in approval before she resumed her sucking at a much faster pace. “Sslrp sslrp sslrp sslrp gug gug gug.” Her hips gyrated as the pace of her fingers quickened against her marehood as well.

“S-Sweetie! Sweetie Belle! I’m…I’m gonna cum! Where do you want it?!” he asked urgently.

Sweetie Belle removed her mouth from his cock and grabbed the base with her free hand, pumping him. “In my mouth, of course.”

“I-. Wait, really? You’re gonna…?”

“What else do you expect me to do? Let you shoot it on my face? My hair? My dress? Your pants? The floor? Risk leaving evidence and/or Rarity killing me after all her help with this?” she asked as she gestured to her hair and dress.

“Well, I guess when you put it that way…But are you gonna spit or-?”

“No evidence, Button! Please just cum in mouth and let me swallow your cum!” she begged with a slight whine of desperation.

Button Mash was speechless for a moment. He’d never even fantasized of Sweetie Belle saying those kinds of words to him. And now they would surely permeate his wet dreams. “….okay.”

“Good” she replied before placed her mouth back on his dick while still pumping him. She used her tongue to tickle his shaft.

“Ah! Sweetie! Sweetie I’m about to-! Gah! Ah ha! Hah! Ah!” Button Mash grunted and gasped as he grabbed Sweetie Belle’s head again and exploded right into her waiting mouth.

“Mm!” Sweetie Belle exclaimed in surprise at the first few shots in her mouth. She quickly started swallowing so as not to choke. She was pleasantly surprised by the taste and quietly thanked whoever put pineapple in the punch. “Mmglp. Mmglp.”

Sadly, Sweetie didn’t finish herself, either having started too late or not rubbing fast and hard enough. She hoped that Scootaloo’s joke about guys getting to finish more often than girls wouldn’t be true in her and Button’s case.

Sweetie Belle slowly withdrew from her boyfriend’s slightly less erect dick once the spurts finished. She released him with a pop, making him shudder. She stopped herself from opening her mouth too much, as she still had some cum in her mouth. She swished her tongue in it before closing her mouth and tilting her head back to swallow it, and only then realizing that Button was watching.

“Whoa” he said. “Sweetie Belle that was…I’ve never felt something so…you were…amazing.”

“Glad you liked it. Not bad for a first timer, huh?” she said with a chuckle. “Who’s practiced a lot. We should probably be getting back to the dance before people start wondering where we are. Get your pants on” she said as she stood up.

“Wait! What about you?” Button Mash said urgently as he stood on shaky legs and started pulling his pants up.

“What do you mean?” she asked as she looked back at him.

“Don’t tell me that after giving me such an amazing surprise that you don’t expect me to return the favor.”

Sweetie Belle’s cheeks tinted red as a mental image of Button’s head between her legs flashed in her mind. “W-W-Well as much as I’m not at all opposed to that, I really think we shouldn’t risk someone find-“ she stopped as Button suddenly though gently took her hand in his own.

“Sweetie Belle” Button Mash said with great sincerity as he stared into her eyes. “That really was one of the best surprises I’ve ever been given. And by one of the most amazing, beautiful mares I’ve ever met or gotten the privilege to date. I can’t fathom the idea of not giving something back.”

Sweetie Belle could only blink, completely astonished.

“Though it probably isn’t a good idea to do it exactly the same way. We might be here all night.”

Her pupils shrank a bit, her blush darkened, and she could feel her marehood winking in her panties. What is this boy doing to me?!

“But maybe I could…Why are your fingers wet?” he said inquisitively as he brought her hand up and looked at her moist, glistening digits.

“O-Oh! Well uh…I uh…” She had no idea why she was so hesitant to tell him after just giving him a blowjob. “The blowjob giver can be excited by it too, you know? And can enjoy themselves besides just liking giving it. So I…did.”

“You mean you were masturbating?”

“Y…Yeah.”

“So this is…?”

“Yeah.” She did not expect him to lean in and sniff her fingers. “What are you-?” All words died in her throat and her pupils became pinpricks as Button Mash gave her fingers a slow lick. He swished his tongue in his mouth before humming in approval and taking her fingers in his mouth to suck on them gently. Her face became as red as a tomato.

“Mm, your fingers sure are lucky” he said after he stopped. “Which actually brings me back to what I was thinking.” He closed the distance between them, stopping mere inches away. She had backed herself against the stall door. “For the sake of time, I probably shouldn’t repay you in the same way you did. But I can do something else.”

He reached one hand down and pulled up her dress to slip it under. He started slowly trailing a fingertip up her leg, making her tremble. “Sweetie Belle. I’ll accept if you say no. Would you let me make this night special for you, by letting my fingers be as lucky as yours?”

“yes.” She had barely made a sound. “Ahem. I…Yes” she said with a tremble.

“Thank you” he practically whispered as he slowly closed what little space was between them and gently kissed her. At the same time, his finger traced across her thigh until it reached her panties. He opened his hand and placed it on her underwear, giving her covered marehood a slow, downward rub.

She shuddered a gasp, briefly breaking the kiss, and opened her legs to grant him easier access.

“Under. Slip your hand under my panties” she requested breathlessly, operating on desire.

“Your wish is my command.” He reached up and slipped his hand past the brim, soon making direct contact and making her gasp. “Wow, you’re so wet. And hot. Guess that blowjob really did excite you.”

“It wasn’t just that, Button” Sweetie Belle said as her hips started to slowly move back and forth against his hand. “It’s that I was giving you the blowjob. That it was your dick I was sucking. That it was your hand pushing on my head. That it was you.

“You got me this wet, Button” she said as she broke his hand hold and brought her hand to his cheek. “And do you know what I want you to get now?”

“What?” he asked, almost mesmerized.

“Your fingers inside me” she whispered before pulling him back into another kiss. She gasped when one of his fingers entered her as they melted into the kiss. It started probing around, feeling this new environment. Poking, stroking, pulling out and pushing in. It made her whole body tremble.

Sweetie Belle’s breath hitched when he inserted another and continued to slowly finger her. She wrapped her arms around his neck, and her hips started to gyrate, seeking more. His free hand slipped under her dress and gripped her thigh, pulling her leg up against him. This allowed him easier access and the ability to push her back against the door, and she didn’t object.

“Mm. Mmmm. Ahhhmmmm” Sweetie moaned through their kiss, their tongues caressing each other. The eventually broke away for air. “Ah. Oh Button. Your fingers feel amazing in me. Please don’t stop” she said in a half whine.

“Wouldn’t dream of it” he replied before testing a new rubbing motion inside her.

“Ah ha!” Sweetie Belle exclaimed from the massive surge if pleasure. “Do…Do that again.”

“You mean this?”

“Ah! Yes! Again!” She begged. “Ah! Again! Again! Keep going!”

Sweetie Belle’s lifted leg fully wrapped around Button Mash as she smashed her lips against his again, her tongue going wild against his. She humped his hand as he fulfilled her request. “Mm! Mm! Mm! Mm! MM! M-!

“MMMMMMMM! MMMM!” she moaned in a high pitch through their kiss as she finally came. She had to grab Button’s wrist to make him slow down and stop before she couldn’t take anymore. Her leg came off of him and dropped, her shoe hitting the floor like a brick. Her knees buckled as she struggled to remain standing while riding out her orgasm.

“Mmmmhmhmhmhmmm. Mmmm” she moaned in relief before breaking their kiss and resting her head against the door. “That…was…incredible. I love you. So, so much.”

“I already said it before, but I don’t mind saying it again. I love you so much, Sweetie Belle” he said before slowly pulling his fingers out of her. She breathed and sighed from the sensation, slightly disappointed that he had to. He then brought his hand up, showing that there was moisture running down his fingers to the back of his hand. He gave them a lick. “Not to mention the way you taste.”

Sweetie Belle looked away and down as she blushed. I just blew him and he just fingered me. How does he still do this to me?!

The young mare realized she was resting her head on her purse. She used her magic to pull out her phone to check the time. “Uh oh. We only have 15 minutes. We gotta clean up and get back out there. Here, let me get your shirt and jacket on.” Sweetie Belle teleported said items onto Button Mash, preventing him from smearing her arousal inside his sleeves.

“Thanks” he said before they exited the stall. He looked down at himself to make sure he didn’t look disheveled before stumbling, having bumped into Sweetie Belle. “Sorry, Sweetie, I wasn’t looking where I-“ the rest of the sentence never made it out, as he had looked up and saw why his marefriend had stopped in her tracks.

Scootaloo was standing in front of the sinks, facing them, her eyes wide, and face almost entirely red.

The three young adult ponies stood there, staring at each other for what felt like an eternity. Really it was less than a minute, before Scootaloo spoke.

“Your um…spells wore off. Right around ‘do that aga-‘ “

“You saw NOTHING, you heard NOTHING” Sweetie Belle seethed aggressively as she jabbed a finger in Scootaloo’s direction. “Unless you want me to tell Rumble about those photos you took of his brother while he was at the gym.”

“Saw nothing, heard nothing, got it!” Scootaloo replied fearfully.

“Button. Wash your hands. Then I’m teleporting you out. Say I wanted to practice from the lockers.”

“Yes ma’am” Button Mash replied cautiously as he rushed to the sink. Once he was done and drying his hands, Scootaloo spoke again.

“Hey, if I’m single whenever I visit you guys, would you mind if I borrow hi-?” Her question was cut off as Sweetie Belle magically pulled Button to her side and hugged him with one arm. She used the other to point at her narrowed eyes and then to Scootaloo. She then teleported Button away before slowly approaching Scootaloo with the same scowl.

“I might consider sharing. Might. Don’t push your luck. Got it?”

“Yeah. Sure” Scootaloo replied quickly and cautiously.

“Good.” Sweetie Belle then teleported herself away, leaving her frightened and still slightly aroused friend in the bathroom.

Button Mash found himself teleported near some fellow students, including Rumble and Snails, giving the explanation Sweetie Belle had provided. Said young mare burst through the doors leading to the lockers and made her way to Button Mash after spotting him. She apologized, claiming she didn’t intend to send him that far. With their lie in place, and a quick assertion that Scootaloo wouldn’t tell on them, the young couple bade their friends farewell and left the dance.

“I can’t believe we got away with that” Button Mash said with both surprise and relief.

“Me neither” Sweetie Belle replied. “Pretty thrilling, huh?” she asked as she hugged his arm.

“Yeah, it is” he replied with a chuckle as he nuzzled his head against her own.

About halfway between their homes and their school, Sweetie Belle made them stop to shift her legs in discomfort, adjusting her shoes by hand. “Ugh, my heels are killing me. And I should’ve brought an inflatable pillow in my purse for my knees.”

“I could help with that.”

“I appreciate it, Button, but I don’t think we should use any time on a foot massage. And I’d rather not sit on the grou- whoa!” Sweetie Belle exclaimed as she found herself literally swept off her feet into a bridal carry.

“Who said anything about a foot massage?” Button Mash asked with a smile. “You should probably hang on for extra support.”

“Uh, yeah. G-Good idea” Sweetie Belle stammered as she linked her fingers behind his neck. She magically removed her shoes and placed them in her lap, giving her feet further relief.

As he carried her home, she couldn’t decipher if the sound in her ears was the beating of her own heart, or the wedding bells she was imagining. Maybe it was both.

Button Mash could see Rarity, a glass of wine in hand, leaning against frame of the open doorway of her boutique as he approached with Sweetie Belle in his arms. A smidge of nervousness found its way into his head.

“Hi again, Ms. Rarity” he spoke first once they reached the front door. “Here I am with your sister. Before the deadline, as promised.”

“With a handful of minutes to spare even” Rarity noted. “Well done, you two. I wish I had managed to make every deadline like that in my younger years. But you didn’t hear that from me” she whispered mischievously.

“Thank you very much for bringing my dear sister back on time, Button Mash. And for showing her a good time while being at least a good gentlecolt.”

“It was a great time, and he was the best gentlecolt, sis” Sweetie Belle replied happily as she got herself down from Button’s arms, her heels levitated by her magic. “I couldn’t have asked for better” she said sincerely before taking his face in her hands and pulling him into a passionate kiss.

He would’ve hugged her, but his arms were rather worn out, so he instead rested his hands on her hips. The kiss lasted less than a minute, but felt like more, and they wished it had been. They rested their foreheads against each other after breaking it, Sweetie Belle angling her head due to her horn.

“I’ll see you in a week” Sweetie Belle said.

“It’s gonna be the longest week ever. I know I probably said this like ten times tonight-“

“But I never get tired of hearing it” she reassured him.

He released a small chuckle. “I love you.”

“I love you, too.”

Sweetie Belle gave him one last, gentle kiss before pulling away from him and walking inside backwards. They never broke eye contact, even as she closed the door. Button Mash sighed a deep sigh of love before turning around and heading for home. Sweetie Belle did the same as she leaned against the door.

“He really is the one for you, my dear sister” Rarity said while smiling emotionally.

“He really is.”

“Your luck brings me envy, but also warms my heart to a much greater extent. I’m so happy for you” she said before moving to embrace her sister.

Sweetie Belle gladly accepted and returned the hug. “Thanks, sis. I should get to bed. Early morning and all that. Goodnight.”

“Goodnight. Oh, Sweetie Belle” Rarity called, making her stop when she was halfway up the stairs. “Did they serve any pastries with white frosting?”

“I don’t think so. Why do you-?” Sweetie Belle cut herself off and her eyes widened when Rarity imitated scraping something off the corner of her mouth with her thumb. She frantically pulled out her compact from her purse, and saw no signs of anything left behind. She looked back at Rarity to see a shit eating grin.

“Made you look” Rarity sang.

“I hope you spill that wine.” Sweetie Belle seethed as she started stomping up the rest of the stairs.

“And I hope he didn’t pressure you into it” Rarity called out.

“It was my idea! I said he was the best gentlecolt! And shut up!”

Rarity giggled to herself. Oh to be young again younger. Good for you, my not so little sister.

“There’s my little lady killer” Love Tap said as Button Mash entered their home. “So how did it go?”

“It was awesome, mom. One of the best nights of my life.”

“I’ll bet” she replied knowingly. Then something occurred to her. “Though you’re here a bit earlier than I expected. The dance ended not too long ago. Did you leave early?”

“Yeah, we kinda had to” Button Mash said disappointedly. “Sweetie Belle signed up for some volunteer work at the college and they’re letting her move in early, tomorrow. And it’s kind of a long commute, so she had to get back home to get plenty of sleep before they leave.”

“Oh no” Love Tap said sympathetically, standing up to go give her son a hug. She caressed his head, unintentionally pushing his face into her cleavage. “So you didn’t get as much time as you were going to.”

“Yeah” came her son’s muffled reply before he lifted his head. “But I’m not too broken up about it. We still had plenty of fun. It was special enough.”

“Well I’m glad to hear that. So does this mean you didn’t get to use my…little gift?”

“Also, yes.”

“Oh, drat” she replied in a more playful tone. “Would you perhaps like to…use it now? For another practice session?” she asked coyly, and with a hint of hope.

“I appreciate the offer, mom, but I’m actually kinda drained.”

“How could you be drained if you didn’t-? Wait,” she paused, her tone becoming serious. “Button Mash, don’t tell me that you-“

“No! No” Button Mash replied quickly. “We didn’t do it without your gift. Like I said, it was special enough, just not that special.

Love Tap looked at her son suspiciously, unable to see any nervousness or deception in his face. She could see something similar to the way he looked after his graduation present, though to a lesser extent. “Okay then. I suppose you want to head off to bed, then. Can you at least hug your mom back?”

“I would, but my arms are kinda useless right now” he explained. “I carried Sweetie Belle home and she’s heavier than she looks.”

“Really?” Love Tap said, impressed. “Look at you, Mr. Strongstallion.”

“Well, it was only after we got halfway there” he replied modestly.

“Still nothing to take lightly. Sweetie Belle really is lucky. A stallion that can literally sweep her off her feet.”

“Aw mom, stop making me sound like a fairy tale prince” he said, turning away bashfully as he blushed.

“Okay, go rest up, Rockhoof” she said jokingly as she released him and gave his arm a light tap. I hope he can carry me like that one day, she thought as he made his way up the stairs.

Button Mash paused halfway up and looked back at his mother. “Oh, mom. Since Sweetie Belle’s moving to the campus tomorrow, it’s just gonna be me and you for about a week. Maybe we could get in one or two more practice sessions?”

Love Tap repressed a gasp and did her best not to look too excited. “Wanna be extra ready for her, eh? I think perhaps we could.”

“Cool. Goodnight.”

“Goodnight, honey.”

Once she heard his bedroom door closed, she rushed to the kitchen, snatched her birth control pills out of the cupboard, wrapped them in a plastic bag, and hid them under the sink.

Meanwhile Button Mash collapsed on his bed, not bothering to take anything off save his shoes. I hope mom was serious about those practice sessions. I really gotta give back to Sweetie Belle for tonight. And I’m gonna do it well. And I couldn’t ask for a better teacher than my mom. That I can practice with a mare like her just makes it even better.

Button Mash drifted into sleep thinking about how lucky he was to have his mother and his marefriend in his life. They’re both so great. So loving. So caring. So…pretty… “yawn” So…hot…

Author's Note

How is THIS the longest chapter?! Maybe because I took so long writing it so my brain just added more than intended every time I came back to it. I wrote this mostly little by little, probably over a month and a half. Though most likely longer.

I’d intended to write it in conjunction with the final chapter and release them close together, but since it was a SweetieMash chapter, and this is a ButtonTap fic, I decided to prioritize the latter pairing. And with the exception of those few Love Tap moments, it could basically be a separate, unrelated one shot. I even considered releasing it as a such.

I advise not holding your breath for that epilogue I mentioned in the comments.