Author's Note

IV | It's Always the Quiet Ones!

~ IV ~

It's Always the Quiet Ones (Fluttershy)

Fluttershy spent her afternoon like most of them, with a window open and her forelegs on its sill, a steaming cup held by her hooves as a breeze came to greet her. This was her form of respite, silence from chirping critters and stillness from her hyper animals. She sighed into the wind, and though she never dared to complain about her work, even she could not deny the soreness creeping down her body.

Not only soreness, butloneliness as well.

The crackle of tree branches drew her gaze, and even though the soft sight and sound relaxed her muscle, they no longer charmed her into tranquillity like they had once before. In fact, everything was becoming rather dull to her now.

Even the animals mating below didn't shock her.

Fluttershy peered past the rim of her mug to down at her backyard, where she had a patch of grass fenced in a tight box, allowing those inside their much-needed privacy—except in the case of aerial views. From above, she saw a pair of dogs, one male and one female, the former hitched to the latter's behind, pumping his cock in and out as quickly as his hips would allow.

Fluttershy blushed at the act, but it didn't stop her from sipping on her tea.

'Oh dear,' Fluttershy thought to herself, putting her cup on the window sill. 'I've got to keep an eye on those two before a third one enters the picture.' She sighed, had nothing more to think about, and returned her attention to her tea and current entertainment.

The male dog soon finished his act inside the female, arching back as he released a joyful whimper. He pulled out a few moments later, coming to circle around his lover as they began to drop to all fours, inching closer together as their eyes then closed and their mouths still panted.

'They always make it look so easy.' Fluttershy felt hollow as her gaze lingered on the lovers. 'A few sniffs and a couple of nips, and she's found someone to be with her.' Her head lowered. 'Someone to love her and to sleep with her, to stay with her and have puppies with her—to just have someone else.'

Fluttershy shook her head with strands of pink flying through the air, and when she stopped, some were draped over her right eye and muzzle. 'It would be nice if I could have a stallion like that. Just a stallion, not too big or small. Someone to be here next to me now, to drink tea and watch the trees together.'

She sighed as she dropped her head to her chest. 'Maybe... maybe I would like a little more than that. He could take me to the bed, and we could—' it was here that Fluttershy startled herself and flung her forehooves in the air '—not that I was implying we would ever do that!'

After a few more moments of shadow boxing, Fluttershy came to her senses as her forelegs came down on the window sill. 'Then again, there is nothing wrong with s-sex.' She swallowed. 'I've been feeling so lonely lately that maybe being f-felt up will have me deal with those feelings.'

Fluttershy turned her head. 'But why should I feel lonely when I have a house full of adorable critters?!'

She took a moment to think about it.

'...oh.' Her shoulders dropped. 'None of them are ponies.'

Fluttershy hated herself whenever she pulled something so silly.

'It's my fault for expecting the critters to be interactive anyway.' Fluttershy blinked, biting her lower lip as the stagnation of her thoughts began to irk her. 'Maybe I just need to get out of the cottage more often—when was the last time I went into town for the sake of it anyway?'

Finally, she was catching some motion in her thoughts, which then led to action as she left the window and turned to face the bedroom. 'You're feeling pent-up, Fluttershy, stuck with nothing but silence and work—you deserve to let out some, er, steam.'

She began toward the door, chest struck out and wings flaring, making sure to dip her muzzle to increase her adorable factor; it was something she was always aware of. 'All you have to do is find a kind young stallion and ask him for a stroll. Talk a little!'

Fluttershy giggled as she walked past the end of her bed. 'Maybe even invite him for some, hehehe, coffee if you're lucky.' She came to the bedroom door. 'You'll spend the night making love and have sweet pillow talk when you're done. Maybe, just maybe, he'll stick around for more than a single night, and you won't be so lonely anymore.'

Putting her forehoof on the handle to her door, she threw it back while yelling: "I can do this!"

A moment later, the mare didn't take another step as beads of sweat rolled down her face. "I can't do this!" She quickly slammed the door shut and threw her back against it. "What if the stallion laughs at me when I ask him for a date? Or it turns out he hates animals when he comes over? He c-could laugh while w-we're in bed, e-even leaving halfway!"

She shook her head. "No, no, no! I couldn't handle that!"

After a minute of heavy breathing, the poor pegasus couldn't get her heart to stop hammering in her chest and came off the door on all fours. "Oh, who was I even kidding anyway?! I can barely speak to stallions as if, much less if they're flirting with me—I would have just stuttered and run away anyway."

She began toward the bed, and in twirling onto her hindlegs and fluttering out her wings, plopped onto the bed with her back, a foreleg draped over her eyes. "Why did I even bother with this in the first place? I barely have enough time to take care of here and help save the world to even think about having a coltfriend—maybe I am just better off alone."

Fluttershy's hoof slid off her face and onto her fluffy yellow chest, resting there. "Now I'm just back where I started!" She huffed, and not quite meaning to, began to rub her hoof along her body, and even though it wasn't anything compared to another touch, the soft sensation helped to direct her thoughts elsewhere. “Then again, maybe there is somethingI could do here.”

Fluttershy began rubbing a small circle along her belly, feeling her body warming up and her mind entering a haze, her breathing picking in pitch as her wings began to twitch. Her other hoof on the mattress lifted to the exposed half of her flank, pressing up and down against her cutie mark—she may not have had an ass like Rarity, but the shy mare had her beat by the firmness of her own rump.

"Mmhmm, oh yes, this will do just fine for now." Fluttershy, now hot and bothered, brought the hoof drawing circles into her tummy down to her slit, feeling her lips against the fur of her hoof, slowly beginning to stroke them up and down, up and down, picking up in speed, shivering at tingling sensation emitting from her crotch.

It truly had been too long.

“Mhmm, oh yes.” Fluttershy felt her hoof fall into a rhythm against her exposed clit, rubbing small circles against it only to begin stroking up and down, feeling her inner walls clench as a trail of warm juices poured down her thigh. "Nnngh!"

It didn't matter how much time she spent on herself, of feeling up her ass and working against her pussy, humping softly against the flat surface of her hoof as its edge sometimes sunk past her folds—giving her vagina what it wanted, only to find out it wanted more.

Fluttershy pulled her forehooves back as she rolled over on the bed, her upper body hanging off its side as she slipped her forelegs under the bed, searching and feeling in the dark, hooves coming upon something as they pulled it out—a small box without any flaps. This would have been like any other box… with one exception.

It was filled to the brim with all kinds of dildos.

Fluttershy was like any other mare in her need to be pleased, to have something other than her own hooves to make her feel whole. She wasn't crazy like others in her private collection, spotting only a few dildos of different colours and kinds, from different builds to even different species, like stallions to griffons. Try as she might, however, none that were mentioned did anything for her arousal.

Hence why Fluttershy dug deep into the box, and after a few seconds of shuffling, pulled out her favourite toy, a purple dildo moulded from a dragon's cock. She pushed the box under the bed and rolled onto her back, holding the shaft just over her tummy.

"Why hello there Mr. Handsome.” Fluttershy giggled at her silly tone, tilting her to the left. "I've never had another stallion make it this far, but then again, you are no stallion." Her cheeks flared pink as she lowered the tip of the dildo to between her legs. "I hope you don't mind, but I have a bit of a fear of dragons—not you, because you're sweet and kind, but can you please be gentle with me?"

Fluttershy pressed the tip of the cock against her folds, shivering at the contact as it tingled up her spine. Slowly but surely, she began to slip it inside of herself, feeling her tight walls being pressed apart by the dido's length.

It wasn't anything special, but it did the trick.

Slipping her eyes shut and letting the muscles in her body relax, Fluttershy inserted the dildo fully into her pussy, its tip just managing to hit her cervix as she clenched her thighs together in bliss. A few seconds passed, and then the dildo slipped out, only to be rammed back in and pulled back out, again and again, building into a steady rhythm that still wasn't enough to sate her arousal.

That's when fantasy came to play.

"Yes, yes!" Fluttershy clenched her eyes tighter as she imagined there was actually a dragon on her bed, that there was actually a dragon's cock thrusting in and out of her tight little pussy. "P-Please, don't hold back anymore! Ravage me like you would any other mate... I can take it!"

She shoved the dildo past her folds harder than any time before, each thrust slow but deliberate. Her body felt heavy. Like the dragon had put his claw on her chest and pinned her against the bed, making sure she couldn't twitch or inch away every time he filled her tight tunnel with his meaty cock.

As more and more details revealed themselves to the mare, she began to see the dragon a bit more clearly. He was still blurry, but his frame was much bigger and taller than her, scales purple and spines green, with a face that looked sharp but also exuded kindness. He was aggressive, but he hurt her not once—his familiarity making the dildo pump faster.

"Mhmm, Spike..." Fluttershy wasn't even aware of herself as she uttered his name, feeling her pussy become hotter and wet as the very idea of him drove her over the edge. "Please Spike, m-make love to me, f-fill me, d-do with me as you will... I can't take it much longer!"

And then something heavy crashed against the roof of the cottage, startling Fluttershy from her masturbation as her eyes shot wide while she screamed. Sounds of footsteps echoed from the ceiling as they walked across her ceiling.

“That is the last time I let Pinkie talk me into getting into something tight.” Fluttershy looked over to her window, her back arched and chest heaving, seeing a pair of claws hang from her roof as a purple blur then swung into her room. "She could have killed me with that! Ask a dragon to hide in a cannon as your bosses come home, sure! Fire said cannon to get rid of any evidence? Not cool."

Fluttershy tried shaking her head, strands of her mane flying in the air, as her eyes settled on Spike standing tall in her room.

He looked just as confused.

"I got shot all the way to the Everfree?" Spike asked as he shook his head; a bad idea, seeing how he was still jet-lagged. "And to your cottage of all places?" His vision of the room began to swim back into focus. "If it weren't for all this starting with the cannon, I would of..." He blinked, raising his claw and pointing to the mare on the bed. "...did I just fire my way into a situation where I don't belong?"

Fluttershy blinked as well, not quite knowing what he meant. She then followed the direction of his claw, looking down her body and to her exposed crotch, where the dragon dildo stuck out from her marehood—she quickly cried and pulled the blankets over her body, it covering up to her neck as he hid her face and madly blushed.

The duo kept still and silent in their places, neither one not knowing what to say or do, or even what the opinion of the other was. The drake expected to be screamed at and called a pervert, and yet, as the seconds ticked by, he was just more confused as she said nothing—though her scent permuted the air.

Spike couldn't help but drink in the musk, the light and sweet smell that embodied the mare it came from. She knew it was all just an accident, that the kind dragon would have never meant to intrude and embarrass her like this, though that did nothing to hide her shame as she sunk further beneath the covers.

After a minute of standing in silence and drinking in her musk, the drake had to open his mouth. "Guess this is a bit awkward, isn't it?"

Fluttershy caught his tone of humour and giggled.

Spike swallowed as he twiddled with his claws, looking around the room to find something to talk about, to break the elephant in the room. He hunched forward and sighed. "Can't say I blame you for trying to get a session in, though it's kinda hard picturing you doing... well, y'know."

Fluttershy blushed harder and continued to watch him.

"Not t-that there's anything wrong with that!" He waved his claws in defence. "Everyone blows off steam every once in a while, and I guess that applies to cute mares as well." He dropped his claws. "I'm screwing this up. Let me try again."

Sharply inhaling, he drank in more of her arousal, and it positively set him on edge.

"How about I help you out with that problem between your legs."

They both were silent, took a moment to think, blinked before their cheeks flared pink at the exact same moment. Spike had his mouth open as he wasn't quite sure how something like that got out, while Fluttershy dealt with the comprehension of his offer and why it made her hind legs uncross.

No words were coming to the shy mare, no screams and no hiding, just looking at the dragon as he looked to be preparing to say something. He stood at the end of her bed, his height almost reaching the ceiling, his body slim and sleek with his muscles defined—the exact image of the dragon she was masturbating to.

Fluttershy then nodded.

"Wait, what?" Spike shook his head and stepped toward the bed. "That nod. Did you... actually want help?"

Fluttershy nodded again before she could stop herself.

Spike stared at her for a few moments, of seeing the sleek shy mare tucked under her covers, her face exposed with strands of her pink mane draped over her muzzle, the sight so alluring and innocent while her cheeks burned with the fires of her untamed arousal. He would be a fool to have ever denied her beauty before, but in seeing her in such a fragile state, the allure of her body and personality increased tenfold.

He put his claws over the rest and onto the mattress, slowly crawling toward her as his knees soon came onto the bed, coming ever closer to the mare who curled into herself at the proximity but did nothing to halt his approach. Her thighs were rubbing together at the mere idea of him on her bed, and now that he was hovering over her, she couldn't help but moan as another course of juices ran down her legs.

Spike brought his claw to her muzzle, the act of which made her flinch, but after a few moments, she let him cup her cheek. He rubbed her fur with his thumb, making her blush burn all the hotter as he brought her claw down her throat and to her chest, feeling up her fur and scratching at sensitive spots, making her wait in suspense as he slowly worked down her frame.

Fluttershy couldn't believe this was happening! That she finally had a dragon in her room, one as kind and handsome as Spike running his claws through her fur and feeling at her body. The prospect of him finding just what lay under the sheets scared her a bit, and in all honesty, that fear turned her on a great deal.

Finally, the claws had pulled the blanket to just above her crotch, and upon rubbing against her underbelly, gripped the blanket and threw it back. Fluttershy's crotch was put on display, her legs spread apart with her pussy pulsating with heat, the dildo still sticking out of her cunt as she clenched down on it one last time.

Spike wrapped his claw around the toy, pulling it back slowly and deliberately. He made eye contact with her all the while, his eyes half-lidded and lips stretched into a grin; he even went so far as to twist and turn the plastic shaft, torturing her pussy the closer its tip came to her folds. Then, with only an inch left to go, the drake yanked the toy out and threw it out the window.

Fluttershy snapped her head in the same direction, hearing her toy land against grass, then felt sharp digits press into her muzzle and turn her head back.

"You won't be needing that anymore," Spike whispered into her ear, making it stand as he nipped along her yellow fur, "not when you have the deal. Whatever you need, whatever you had planned—I'm ready to fulfill it here for you now."

Fluttershy squeaked and shivering, feeling her teeth pull at her fur as they travelled down along the side of her neck. She tried to say something other than whimpers, but those were all that came as she suffered further from his ministrations.

"But there is a catch, Fluttershy." Spike pulled back, his muzzle hovering an inch from hers, so close and yet so far away to her. "You've always had trouble asking for what you've wanted. Even right now, I can see you want more, yet you haven't said a word."

Fluttershy retreated an inch behind her mane.

"If you want a real dragon cock, then you're gonna have to earn it." Fluttershy tilted her head, and before she really had time to question them, the drake atop her began to turn around, his knees on either side of her frame, lowering his muzzle to between her legs. She watched as his tight ass obscured her vision. "You don't seem fond of using your words, so I'll let your actions do the talking for now."

His tail then flicked upward, exposing to her his scaly slit, which was currently hiding the dragon cock that made her lick her lips in suspense. A moment later, his face pressed against her crotch, tongue gathering her juices as he licked up and down her furry labia, squeezing her clit with its length whenever it could be managed.

Fluttershy's tongue rolled out as she panted, twisting and writhing from the inmate contact her pussy was receiving. She pressed her forehooves into her chest, feeling up her hot body as a strange sensation coursed through her—this was the first time in a long while she felt this amount of bliss.

"Mmhmm, hey, 'Shy?" Fluttershy looked from the drake's ass to over at his face, where he took a break from his work to glance back at her. "Think you can give me a little special treatment back there as well? You're holding all the fun, and while that's fine for now, you won't get to play with a real dragon cock later." He brought his lips back to her cunt. "You gotta work now if you wanna be rewarded later."

Fluttershy looked back to under his behind, finding his slit at the base of his crotch—the lips trembled and were splitting only slightly. Her body felt dirty, joints shaking at being in such an unfamiliar situation, and if it were for the desire deep within her, the desire to claim what she wanted, then the mare very well might have run out of the room and never looked back.

Instead of that, she brought her lips to his slit.

"My first sixty-nine," Fluttershy heard the drake muttering from between her legs. "This should be interesting."

The pegasus felt her heart calm down after hearing this fact. She pressed her lips against his slit, kissing up and down his length in a series of heart-warming smooches, letting her affection for the drake find its escape. After a few runs, the mare got more adventurous as her tongue slipped from its hold, licking up and down at his most private of areas.

“Oh fuck.” Fluttershy clenched her thighs at feeling the drake's voice reverberated into her pussy, enjoying the sensation as she flicked her hips against his tight muzzle. "Mmmhmm."

Fluttershy continued to lick, lapping up and down his crotch, collecting the salty taste that seemed to coat his scales. This continued for quite some time until the mare felt something press against her tongue, something sharp but kind of soft, which grew out from his slit.

She inched away, eyes trained on his slit as the tip of his dick began to split them apart. His cock soon peeked out from his hiding place, not too terribly big but growing in size, throbbing and twitching in the open air, its tip desperate for attention.

Fluttershy was in a trance with the new discovery, never believing she'd actually see a dragon's cock. Her muzzle began to toward it, feeling her heart hammer the closer their proximity until finally, her lips touched his tip as she gave it a kiss.

She felt the rest of him shudder.

Spike had trouble keeping his own sight from clamping down on the shy mare's face; his own was buried an inch in her pussy while his long tongue was many inches more. His tongue moved in circles around her walls, stopping at the places where the mare would moan louder than usual and giving those spots a few more licks and flicks than the rest.

The drake was so used to eating mares out that he never quite received the same treatment, and with every kiss at his tip, the shivers it sent through him reevaluated his choices. Fluttershy had virtually no practice in the realm of intimacy, and yet, her teeth pulled ever gently at his shaft as she worked her way down his length.

Fluttershy must have been in some kind of trance which her body had surrendered to, letting it control her actions as she then licked the underside of his cock, lapping from his base up to his tip, sucking there for but a moment, before licking back down to his base again.

She then began to lick along his ridges, coming to coat his cock in her saliva as it then reached its full mast. The cock she wanted badly stood tall and corrected, throbbing from the attention as every twitch demanded more of it.

"Mmmhmm." Spike lifted himself from the yellow crotch, crawling around in a circle just as the mare made a lunge for his cock, wanting nothing more than to scarf it down her tight muzzle and taste every inch of it. By the time he had turned around, her expression was disappointing, matched by a look of lucidness.

She was also panting.

"You've shown that you want something." Spike smiled at her, lifting up her chin with his claw, feeling every breath of her panting on his cheeks. "But if you don't tell me what exactly you want, then I'll never be able to give it to you."

Fluttershy kept still in his hold of her. She hated herself. She hated the way she panted and how she thirsted for more of him. Most important of all, she hated how she'd been silent this whole time when all she wanted to do was tell him how much of him she desired.

Fluttershy opened her mouth and spoke, putting it out as a mere squeak of words.

"What was that?" Spike grinned an inch away from her lips. "You'll have to say it louder."

"Y-Your penis."

"It's been a while since I've heard that sweet voice of yours, though your words are rather vague." Spike lowered himself down her body, his cock sinking into the fur of her chest. "What do you want me to do with my penis? There are so many options, like rubbing it against your belly." He rubbed his shaft down to her underbelly, feeling her fur brush against his cock.

Fluttershy whined at feeling his cock rub along her frame, her thighs rubbing together as her pussy burned like never before. She then felt it, his cock against her crotchboobs, rubbing back and forth just above her pussy, so close and yet so far away, his ridges sometimes pressing against her exposed clit.

She cried out in a moan.

"My v-vagina!"

"Now we're getting somewhere, but where? I have no idea." Spike's legs folded as he sat just before her hind legs, each one pressing against his side and holding him in place, leaving her pussy fully exposed to him. "Do you want me to finger your vagina?" He brought his sharp digit to her entrance, sliding it around the slick fur of her vulva, making the mare arch her back as it dipped further inside her with every pass. "This must be so great, and yet, so awful for you. C'mon 'Shy, you've already come halfway, don't just submit because you're too scared to ask for what you really want."

Spike knew that this was the turning point, that she would either come out with it or just simply cum, and he conspired to put the choice into action before he could torture the poor mare any further. His digits slipped past her folds, being careful as he scratched at her walls, a thumb rubbing at her clit and never letting up.

Fluttershy thrashed in place from the overwhelming sensations that were threatening to burst out of her at any moment, her pussy being assaulted by digits far too skilled for their own good, exploring every inch inside her vagina and flicking at the spots that made her back arch, finally coming to find her g-spot on the ceiling of her pussy. With her two most sensitive areas being attacked with no end in view for the assaults, the mare knew it was only a matter of seconds until she would finish—a finish without the dragon cock she desired above all else.

There's only so much a shy mare can take before they break.

"P-Please, Spike!" Fluttershy threw her forelegs up and around the drake's neck, using him to hoist herself up as she brought her muzzle to the side of his ear, whispering there: "I can't take this anymore! I w-want you fuck me with your dragon c-cock, to ravage me like an animal during mating season! Please."

Spiked smirked. "Your wish is my command."

He slid his cock down from her crotch and hovered an inch away from her pussy. Then, without a moment's notice, he thrust his cock past her puffy folds and into her tight tunnel, shooting all the way inside of her as his tip pressed against her cervix and shot a dribble of pre-cum.

"Finally!" Fluttershy clenched her thighs and her walls, feeling her pussy well with juices after being teased—by both dildo and dick—for far too long. She soaked his cock with her juices as she kept him inside of her, the drake not minding as the mare enjoyed her heavy orgasm—the one she had worked for and earned.

Spike felt her walls undulate along his shaft, and while it stood fully erect and enjoyed her tightness, it still had yet to finish itself. He kept quiet while he let the mare enjoy the reward of her efforts, but he wasn't done with her by a long shot.

Fluttershy fell back into her pillow with an audible sound, feeling her chest heavy with every pant while pink strands covered her face. Never before has she reached such a high peak in her orgasm, and as she rode the afterglow, she couldn't help but feel like something was missing.

"Hey... Fluttershy?" The voice seemed so distant to her now, and his body was nothing but a purple and green blur. "Seems like you've come down a bit. Think you're up for trying something new?"

"Y-Yes, please." Fluttershy whimpered at how his body pressed against hers, at how quickly this was all unravelling, how she wanted even more. "I've never felt this good before. I've never felt this whole before. W-We finally made love, b-b-but it doesn't really feel like we did."

As her vision began to clear, Spike's smile became more clear.

"I really want you to f-fuck me again." Fluttershy didn't hide away after saying the words, instead inching up to kiss him on the cheek. "I want you to do whatever you will, to fuck me and feel me up, just do anything to me, please."

"Fuck." Spike sighed as his cock grew another inch. "You're far too cute for your own good, you know that, right?" All he got in response was a knowing and sweet smile. "But your wish is my command."

Spike began to slide his cock slowly out of her pussy, feeling her walls lessen around him as they already obtained their desire, allowing him to slide out and slam back in, a few times with ease, her muscles too spent to resist or to conform. If he really wanted to, he could just fuck the mare to his own standard and just cum for himself, but such an act would fail to be sex—at that point, he'd just be banging a flesh-light.

'This isn't going to do,' Spike thought to himself as he got a few more thrusts in, eyes scanning across the room. 'She just came, and it'll be a while before she does so again. There's gotta be a way to speed this up.' His thoughts came to the nature of how all this began, the dragon dildo, and brought about the question: 'Just what kind of other toys does she have laying around?'

His eyes finally came to the side of the bed, where standing with its flaps open, was the box with the assortments of sex toys. He raised an eyebrow at first, then quickly realized that, with his dick deep in pussy, he didn't care enough to question it—he just grabbed the first thing that made contact with his claw, which just so happened to be an egg-shaped vibrator.

"Here." Spike held the vibrator before her yellow muzzle, making her cheeks blush in an embarrassment of recognition. "I want you to lick this."

Fluttershy stared at it for a few moments longer, bringing her muzzle closer and carefully, letting her tongue slip past her lips and lick at the toy. They were small licks at first, almost in fear that she would get hurt if she dared anything more, but after licking further up and down the surface of the toy, she soon began lapping like it were ice cream.

The drake, however, was not satisfied.

"It's going to need more lubrication than that." He turned the toy so that its tip faced her muzzle. "I want you to suck on this and get it properly wet, understood?"

Fluttershy nodded as she opened her mouth and took the tip of the vibrator into the deep recesses of her tight muzzle. She made sure to swirl his dick across the surface, giving it extra care and lick to ensure it was covered in a layer of her saliva, taking in more of the toy when she was sure everything so far was wet.

As Spike watched the affair take place, he was rather sad to choose the vibrator instead of his dick—Fluttershy was a natural.

After a few moments went by, and a vibrator became positively wet, the drake slowly pulled it out of the mare's mouth. Then, without another word, he lowered the toy down to her crotch, past his cock and just above her tail, pushing it into her puckered star as she began to suck the object back anally.

"There, now that should speed things up a bit," Spike said with a grin, watching Fluttershy's expression change to confusion as, though she'd taken the vibrator up her butt, the thing was still off. "Wait a second," he said the moment she opened her muzzle, which was quite convenient because at the exact same time, he flipped a switch, and the vibrator trembled to life at max intensity—the poor mare cried out at the top of her lungs.

Spike smiled as she felt her walls clench once more on his cock. Her pussy was coming back to life in search of a second-round, her tunnel becoming tight while her thighs began to rub together. But this wouldn't be enough for the drake, who, while in her moment of joy, lifted her into his arms and brought her to the edge of the bed, turning her around so that her chest was against the bed and her rump was up in the air for his taking.

After doing so much to make sure Fluttershy could get off as well, the drake saw nothing wrong with giving himself a little boost. With nothing in the way of his thrusts, his two claws were free to do as they liked, and the first thing they went after was the mare's breasts. He cupped them, and he squeezed them, often in tandem with his thrusts, feeling up her rack as if to ingrain their feel into his memory.

The duo was in the apex of their unrestricted pleasure, two lonely souls brought together in a strange act of intimacy, bolstered by their carelessness of the absurdity of their situation—all they knew was that they liked one another and felt good. To them, that was all that mattered.

Fluttershy knew she wasn't going to last much longer, from the dragon dick in her pussy and the vibrator up her ass, to the claws feeling up her breasts and the masculine musk of her lover—it was all too repress as her body became wet and something built in the base of her crotch. The drake seemed to be on the same course as her, waiting so long to finish as well as supplied with some of her finer qualities—the two could feel ready to blow together.

Spike felt his cock give one last throb as his finish was coming, slamming himself deep into her pussy as his tip pierced through her cervix, feeling his cock knot to the entrance to her pussy as he came inside her womb. This act, accompanied by the heat of his juices building in her innermost being drove Fluttershy over the edge as she too cried, squeezing his cock harder than before and soaking it with her juices, though, in fear of waking the animals in the cottage, the drake arched forward. He pressed his muzzle into hers, deeply kissing the mare as she cried and moaned into his mouth.

The kiss lasted for the course of the orgasm. Spike enjoyed holding Fluttershy in his arms, of feeling her soft lips against his as she kissed him just as passionately back. He was careful in lowering her frame onto the bed, soon following after her, their lip-lock still in effect.

The two shortly broke away after the need for oxygen was made apparent to them both.

"I'm not sure what I should be saying after that," Fluttershy said from across the drake, the two lying down only inches apart. She smiled up at him. "I've always fantasied about this happening, about having real sex with a real c-cock, but I never thought it would actuallyhappen."

Spike only smiled in response.

"I've always liked you, but I wasn't brave enough to say anything." Fluttershy smiled back at him with most of her mane draped over her face. "So I guess I want to thank you for pursuing me yourself." Slowly, her eyes began to close, and the mare fell into a deep slumber, though she never lost the smile of an angel.

Spike brought his claw to her muzzle to push back her mane, allowing her face to fully nuzzle against her pillow. He decided to lay with the mare for quite some time, hugging her against his chest and stroking his digits through her mane, working out any knots created by their lovemaking session.

After some time and a little shut-eye, he felt his cock begin to shrink after obtaining its bliss, unknotting itself from her marehood and beginning to pull back into its slit. The drake wasn't content to let the day end just yet as he soon disentangled himself from her forelegs and got out of bed.

The first thing that caught his eyes was the vibrator that had fallen during their sessions, picking it up and wiping any lingering juices against his thigh, placing it back in the box and sliding it under her bed—a place where most mares hid such things if the stash under Twilight's bed was to be believed.

Once that was done, he came to the end of the bed and picked up the blanket, pulling it over the mare just up to her neck, letting it rest there as the mare sighed at the added comfort. He leaned forward, kissing her forehead, whispering in her ear to have good dreams.

He then turned to the window, and feeling particularly nostalgic, jumped out of it.