Author's Note

Sex Scene Participants: Zecora/Butterscotch
Contains: poly jealousy, mare/wife fantasies, lovemaking, body worship, sensual touching, rimming, making out during sex, romantic fantasies, and cumming in unison!

Learning Lovemaking

With the lack of warmth underneath the sheets, a cold and icky feeling lingering over Butterscotch as he felt the normally overwhelming hot feeling of love and company absent, the yellow pegasus’ eyes flickered open as he realized that he truly was alone in the hotel bed. There wasn’t the firm touch of Zecora, the feathery light touch of Rainbow Blitz, nor the superior silky feeling of Elusive. And frankly with the harsh feeling that he felt watching his best friend and Elusive so into each other lingering and festering, Butterscotch was half-tempted to go back to sleep and pretend that he overslept. Or even fly away on a town trip like Rainbow Blitz did the past two days, then he spoke to Elusive, and magically he was smiling brighter than could be.

Butterscotch completely understood why Zecora “needed” to be in the picture for the both of them: the zebra stud’s insane fucking prowess and striping to thoroughly claim them held more than enough merit for the inferior ponies to be under his sexual spell. Elusive deserved to have his Zebrican Prince too. But for the blue pegasus that he was initially dating to be under the unicorn’s spell? That wasn’t part of the plan, Butterscotch was not ready for the stab to his heart and the degrading embarrassment that would follow it. It was almost as if he was losing Rainbow Blitz in a way that never felt like the case with Zecora. At least Zecora encouraged the two femcolts to be together all the time, even if it was usually to suck his dick or to be plapped one ponut at a time.

This wasn’t right, it felt all kinds of wrong to Butterscotch’s very core.

Groaning as the fat-flanked pegasus made up his mind, Butterscotch wriggled and struggled out of bed to walk over to the coffee machine on the nightstand. Extending one wing and pouring the ready coffee into the clean cup that was left for him, Butterscotch blew on it for a couple of minutes before drinking it all and placing the cup on the surface. Trotting over to the hotel door and leaving, Butterscotch made his way to the lobby floor and then out the door to the boutique to be there on time. Each step felt wrong on its own, like the once simple relationship he had with Rainbow Blitz had been steeped in complex and potentially irreversible complexities that might’ve ruined their relationship entirely. The Butterbat incident, the tension between him and Applejack, all of those situations were ones that strengthened his beloved relationship with his friendship.

But his heart was pulled further by how farther Rainbow Blitz felt ever since they all came over to Canterlot. He thought that the lovemaking they had on the roof would’ve alleviated Rainbow Blitz’ concerns about the latest show with the Wonderbolts, but somehow the blue pegasus seemed to be completely captivated by the silky unicorn that he had zero in common with only a few years ago. Butterscotch seethed deep inside, why did Elusive get to earn the blue pegasus’ main attraction? The silky unicorn didn’t suffer in the relationship, didn’t have to bear the burden of hiding a Switch preference for months or deal with the emotional fallout of a scorned farmpony. Tension burned throughout Butterscotch’s body, the yellow pegasus who kept a smile as much as possible to hide the lack of validation received from them. The sex was hot, always would be. But he could feel Rainbow Blitz emotionally drifting from him, dissatisfied with him. It felt like a knife twisting in his chest as he shuddered.

He was at the door, and he almost wished it wasn’t so. The yellow pegasus wasn’t nearly equipped to handle seeing Rainbow Blitz and Elusive in a mature manner, not when he let his negative thoughts swarm like angry locusts until his body, mind, and spirit were broken and lost. His cheeks were flushed with a hot red embarrassment, both for resenting Rainbow Blitz for loving somepony else and for feeling scorned by the silky unicorn that he had fucked many times. Pushing the door open, the angry cold chills still lingered as he felt the most emotionally insecure with Rainbow Blitz in the course of their entire relationship. If Elusive was just going to further separate what was a deeply committed emotional relationship, then what was the point of the two even staying together in the first place? Was Zecora and then Elusive just mere excuses to bring their relationship to a slow burn breakup, and distant from being the best friends they once were?

“Darling…Darling? Daaaaarling?”

What was happening?

“Butterscotch!”

“Solaris, Elusive!” Butterscotch snapped an octave louder than he intended, having disassociated into the retreat of his scared and isolated thoughts to only stare at the unicorn’s wide blue eyes. His ears flattened against his royal purple mane, his eyes frequently blinked as if the unicorn was seconds from bursting into tears, and Butterscotch felt a twist in his heart from being mad at Elusive in the first place. Such a sweet, romantic, and hopeful unicorn femcolt full of desire and wanting, having such feelings fulfilled by Butterscotch as well as Zecora, and now the yellow pegasus was suddenly mad at him for no reason he could understand. Butterscotch scoffed, the burning pride of not caving and admitting his fault overtaking his mind as he shook his head and turned around.

“I’m sorry Elusive, I thought I’d be able to work today but I’m not feeling anywhere close to the task,” Butterscotch spoke quickly, afraid that if he spoke the tiniest bit slower, he would cave and burst into tears. He didn’t know how he was worthy of anypony’s love, let alone three of them. Most of the time, he could be smothered by the unique flavors of three different types of love, and didn’t even have to bother growing on his own or facing the self-loathing that blew up on two major occasions. But the third was approaching, potentially Strike Three where Zecora would throw the yellow pegasus out to keep his other subs from feeling uncomfortable. How could he come back from being this sad embarrassment? How was he going to feel comfortable as one of the herd again?

“Fuck me,” Butterscotch cursed as he turned around and bolted out the door as soon as he came in, not hearing a single word escape from Elusive’s mouth as he had galloped out the door. Feeling the judging eyes of the Canterlonians, presumably seeing Butterscotch run away and thinking about what a loser he was, the yellow pegasus took several deep breaths and released tears as he stopped next to a building where he thought nopony was going to look.

Then, Rainbow Blitz flew in front of Butterscotch, eyes wide and twitching.

“Butterscotch?” Blitz gawked, pressing his forehoof against his head and stammering incoherent words as he struggled to find the words. “What happened back there? I was just coming in from the office space to say hi and have the four of us get to work, but Elusive was in a sweaty panic about you snapping at him.”

“I can’t do this, Rainbow Blitz, there’s only ugly feelings I’m going through and I don’t want anypony to experience the brunt of it,” Butterscotch winced, taking a step back. “I don’t even feel good about snapping at Elusive, or running off crying in front of so many ponies.”

“So its more about how you look to everypony?” Rainbow Blitz deadpanned. “Is that why you just fucked me instead of asking about my problems? Just smooshed it down with lovey words in hopes that you didn’t have to think about why I was hurting?”

“What?” Butterscotch felt his heart freeze up, shock rushing throughout his body. In all his years of knowing Rainbow Blitz, from his anxiety creating a hurricane with the other pegasi to the Applejack fight only a few months ago, the blue pegasus had never spoken to Butterscotch in such a vicious tone. And the yellow pegasus didn’t mean it maliciously, he thought he was helping! “I just thought…if I gave love that…”

“Sometimes giving love isn’t always about plapping my ponut or mouth,” Rainbow Blitz explained. “And listen, I know you didn’t mean to hurt Elusive’s feelings or even my feelings. And it's…not even entirely your fault that we didn’t talk about my problems on the rooftop. I haven’t exactly told Zecora either, because I didn’t want you two to feel like you were overstepping as doms in my life. But Elusive has opened my eyes to needs that I wasn’t having fulfilled by either of you, and that doesn’t make either of you any less worthy as my doms. But…I’m still not exactly sure why you were upset, only why I was upset.”

“That’s fair, I was jealous about losing you to him, basically the words that you just said confirmed my fears,” Butterscotch sighed. “That he was fulfilling your needs in a way I couldn’t, makes me feel like crap. And I used you, in a non-fun way on the rooftop, when I thought I was helping…”

“It’s going to be okay, Butterscotch, this isn’t something that’s unforgivable,” Rainbow Blitz reassured Butterscotch. “But this journey of figuring out what I want, may not involve you or Zecora that much. And that’s okay. I’m sorry I snapped at you.”

“And I’m sorry that I was angry at the both of you,” Butterscotch stepped forward, the two pegasi hugging and embracing each other while somehow feeling farther away than before. In any case, the yellow pegasus was relieved of feeling like either of them hated him. Quite the opposite, the two subs seemed ready to forgive him! But that wasn’t the point, of course, Butterscotch wanted to walk for a while and figure out how to not lash out like that again. Not because of how it looked, but because all three of them enriched his life in magical ways that he didn’t want to lose…

Butterscotch engaged in a magical walk, staring up at the trees and feeling the cold wind breeze through his yellow fur and feathers as he smiled. He felt intention in each hoofstep as he let himself go, desperately needing to after the stress of being the perfect partner for his zebra stud and the other two femcolts in the relationship. How others perceived him, how he chose his words, was incredibly difficult for Butterscotch at times even if he’s grown a lot from the nervous stallion teaching birds to sing when he had met Dusk Shine and Barb on that fateful day. Staring at the ponies walking around, very much focused on themselves for Butterscotch to worry about if they had noticed his brief mental breakdown, the yellow pegasus took a deep breath and let the electric feeling of being grounded in himself rush throughout his body. This walk through nature, making small talk with the animals around him, and just having the mostly quiet nature of his time by himself, was something he used to have everyday before Rainbow Blitz, Zecora, and then Elusive crashed into his life and gave it such profound meaning. But it left Butterscotch neglecting his inner touch with nature more often than not, and the reset button to his mental health was much needed.

When his brain transitioned from the mental state of being relaxed to anticipating more to do in the day, Butterscotch trotted to the filtered lake and brought his mouth to it to drink for a few generous gulps before opening his wings up and flying in the direction of the hotel. As better as he felt from the overload of raging jealousy that took over his common sense, Butterscotch found it best for himself to spend the next few hours by himself. At least, until one of them came back to the hotel on their own. Walking up to his hotel room, Butterscotch used the key card to open it and enter his room, slipping into the blankets tired from the crying and anger that ruined his morning. But fortunately the day was far from over, and the yellow pegasus anticipated feeling rested and deciding on what to do when he woke up…

After a couple of hours, Butterscotch felt a big forehoof prodding him awake. The yellow pegasus, feeling far more relaxed just as he expected, opened his eyes and looked over his shoulder to see the striped adonis standing next to the bed and peering over at the demure femcolt’s eyes underneath his messy pink mane.

“Butterscotch? I didn’t expect to see you here, when I thought your intent to help Elusive was made clear,” Zecora explained.

“I woke up not feeling good, and tried to go,” Butterscotch groaned. “But seeing Rainbow Blitz and Elusive getting along so well was too much, and they noticed it. I’m pretty sure that both of them managed to forgive me, but that still leaves me with resolving my jealousy in the first place. They’re opening up about stuff that they didn’t feel like telling us about.”

“Well that is quite the shock that the two of them are getting along beyond the pleasures of the body,” Zecora’s eyes widened briefly, the only indication that he might’ve taken offense to the two of them getting what they need out of each other instead of him, but the body language disappeared right away as he shrugged. “Though they’re not completely sluts that would be satisfied with mere bawdy. They would want to be swept off their hooves and loved for their hearts, otherwise we’d be a mismatch of lewd and disconnected parts.”

“You’re saying…”

“There’s more to being part of my herd than just sex, Butterscotch,” Zecora deadpanned, breaking his rhyme and chuckling as he shook his head. “In fact, romance is usually the centerpiece of most relationships. Sex being the centerpiece of ours is certainly not bad by any means, you two did become my slaves before anything else. But their deep romantic bond is actually not that surprising now that I’ve thought about it for more than a few seconds, they’ve been getting emotional depth out of each other that I couldn’t give them.”

“But what about when the three of us made love and you told me and Blitz how you felt for the first time?” Butterscotch’s eyes stared intently into the cool gaze of Zecora, amazed at the level of patience the striped stud displayed at the hijinks of all three of them, not the least bit deterred of his particularly odd relationship falling apart. “You gave so much to us then! Why wouldn’t Rainbow Blitz be happy with that?”

“Well Elusive obviously hasn’t experienced that with us yet, and I ask for Blitz that you do not fret,” Zecora explained as he resumed his rhyming. “And while I’ve given all three of you lots of affection in and out of sex, the idea of romance and how to approach it is still complex. You three know very well that I focus more on fucking in bed, even though usually I should focus on lovemaking instead. It’s still a flaw of mine, to give in and make love in a way that is divine.”

“How am I supposed to learn like they are?” Butterscotch asked, tilting his head.

“Why don’t we try and fumble together?” Zecora suggested, standing on his forelegs as he placed his forehooves on the bed and brought his face closer to the yellow pegasus. “We may be more carnal by choice, but perhaps we’ll fall in line naturally with our inner voice~”

Butterscotch nodded, knowing besides when Zecora had filled his hole after fucking Elusive unconscious, it had been a while since the zebra had dommed him. They both knew that it wasn’t anything personal, given the fact that Butterscotch was getting into the swing of domming, and the insatiable Rainbow Blitz and Elusive needed to be railed whenever Zecora was asleep or out doing errands, but Butterscotch was nonetheless excited for the second time subbing in a long while. As he got up and instinctively got into a doggy style position for Zecora, the zebra stud chuckled and shook his head.

“Whatever are you getting into that position for?” Zecora snickered.

“I thought…you were wanting…” Butterscotch’s face flushed with red hot embarrassment as Zecora tsked.

“Don’t you know lovemaking has so much more in store?” Zecora laughed, climbing onto the bed. “Rimming and fucking are mere physical acts, no? But lovemaking is a generous five-course meal, an act that requires more effort but has a payoff with far more appeal. Slow and steady, but the results will have you more than ready~”

“Oh Solaris,” Butterscotch gasped, flipping on his back with his wings extended from his sides, staring at Zecora expectedly. “Is this a far better position for what you had in mind?”

“Yes, let me stand over you,” Zecora replied, walking over to Butterscotch till his firm zebra chest was hovering over the yellow pegasus’ fluffy chest. Instead of enjoying the perverse thrill of being fucked by an absurdly hypersexual zebra stud, Butterscotch took the moments of quiet buildup to see Zecora in a different way. To see him for the compassion, patience, maturity, and willingness to learn alongside somepony far different than him. Didn’t see Butterscotch as less than despite calling him a slave sometimes, but saw him as an equal in learning the art of making love. The validation sent Butterscotch’s heart fluttering in the very rare way that he vaguely recalled feeling before when he was a young colt, having his first crush on Rainbow Blitz, and of course, being way too shy to speak up about it. While he felt a spiritual connection making love to Zecora and Rainbow Blitz all those months ago, it was still seeping in debauchery as they normally embraced. Instead, Butterscotch imagined a far more sweet scenario where Zecora had taken the fat-flanked pegasus out for milkshakes, a different situation then the stressful morning the Element of Kindness had put himself through. It was a charming idea that Butterscotch thought of bringing up to Zecora after they had explored lovemaking till the point of meeting their needs, but the point of this exercise was letting their imagination explore something new. Something grand. An existence between their souls that broke apart from being the slave and the Master, the zebra and the pegasus, the submissive and the dominant.

“You know, some would call this vanilla sex,” Zecora laughed, and Butterscotch relaxed further into the blankets as he let go of the idea of being slutty as he normally was. That feeling was all well and good before, but there needed to be a balance, hence why Rainbow Blitz and Elusive took solace in each other for their once neglected needs. Zecora was right, they absolutely needed to embrace their personalities to the fullest in this exercise, and Butterscotch felt his heart going wild as he felt the firm press of Zecora’s lips against his own. Their tongues, normally feeling vulgar and hungry for dominance, felt fiery in their dance to praise the other. Not to push the other down. It was astounding to Butterscotch, that the same act he and Zecora have done dozens and dozens of times held far more weight because they recognized an entirely different need and acted accordingly to it. Zecora’s forehoof moved from Butterscotch’s side to touch the feathers on the yellow pegasus’ wing. The tongue-wrestling slowed into something more sensual, more tingling to Butterscotch’s senses alongside the firmness of Zecora’s hoof exploring each feather as if he was touching the yellow pegasus for the first time. Butterscotch shivered, wondering if this was the appetizer, what would happen next? Zecora then placed his forehoof down back next to Butterscotch’s hip, moving the other forehoof to do the same slow touch to the yellow pegasus’ other wing.

Once Zecora was satisfied with filling up Butterscotch’s wings, the zebra stallion parted from kissing the yellow pegasus beneath him. Kissing his cheek, drawing heart patterns with the formation of his smooches, Zecora then began kissing down the yellow pegasus’ neck and moving a forehoof to draw hot and slow circles around Butterscotch’s butterfly cutie mark. Butterscotch felt like the firm touch was hot and fiery, like a sudden lunge or bite could mean the instant orgasm with the way the zebra was drawing out his arousal. His length was already fully hard and leaking pre-cum like a faucet, and occasionally in the midst of his fulfilled feeling of being wanted, Butterscotch would lose his sense of his actions as he bucked his hips. His mind was cloudy, though with the emotional sensation of a blossoming flower or a firework as opposed to only lust rushing through him. No doubt that he loved Zecora when they got together and loved him now, but the feeling was separate from the needs of the herd, or the needs of simply getting his rocks off from zebra dick. This was a divine fulfillment of being the only stallion on Zecora’s mind, being absolutely desired as if he was a mare being made love to on her honeymoon. More romantic, and admittedly lewd, images took over in his head of wearing skirts and heavy makeup and cooking a nice Zebrican meal for her husband took over in Butterscotch’s mind. Zecora would come home, move his forehoof underneath his wife’s skirt and be fondling her cutie marks the way he was doing to his femcolt right then and there.

“Yessssss, please, right there~!” Butterscotch whined, throwing his head back further into the pillows as he was basking in a sea of warmth while his eyes rolled to the back of his head. Being present to Zecora’s warmup could only work for so long before Butterscotch would end up dissolving into mush, though this time it was for a very different reason. One that landed him more in a sea of met needs, the most alive he had ever felt, and Zecora hadn’t even touched his length or his hole yet! Butterscotch let out a long sea of gibberish moans as Zecora had moved his firm lips down to the pegasus’ stomach, and then finally pressed one long kiss against his lover’s cock tip. He was certainly close by the time that Zecora had actually touched his length, and Butterscotch felt himself nearly cum from the swirling of the zebra’s tongue around his length. Though, less than a second before he would’ve done so, Zecora pulled back entirely and broke Butterscotch’s heart. Desperation clawed at Butterscotch’s loins, and even more hunger for love burned in his chest. As long as they were still in the bed, just the two of them, Butterscotch was his wife and Zecora was her husband. And the mare absolutely needed to be made love to, appreciated for her feminine beauty…

“Does my mare need me to warm her up now?” Zecora stared at Butterscotch’s flustered and panting face, trying to focus on her stallion. “Ready her beautiful walls before giving her a powerful plow?”

“More than anything, Zecora,” Butterscotch felt his voice shaky, unable to even hold back on sounding feminine as his body squirmed with unfathomable levels of desire and love wracking his body onto another plane of existence. He was stuck in that blissful medium for a few moments, before processing just what Zecora had asked and parting his legs apart and using his wings to pry his fat ass cheeks apart and show off his puckering dark yellow ponut for his lover. Zecora moved off Butterscotch and jumped off the bed entirely before walking up to the foot of the bed for the best angle: his muzzle directly at eye level with his lover’s backdoor. Slowly, he moved Butterscotch’s wing tips aside so that his forehooves were what was keeping his demure pegasus’ cheeks pried apart. He had them moved aside more firmly, with precision in comparison to his partner’s hyper-aroused shaky wings. Admittedly, Zecora’s fat bitchbreaker was fully erect from the fondling just as Butterscotch’s much smaller length was, and the powerful zebra stud took much less time to get to the heart of the rimming than he did everything else before. Lunging his muzzle against Butterscotch’s backdoor, Zecora inhaled the musk with a hint of dirty thrill in the mix of romance before sticking his tongue out and moving it in circles.

Butterscotch held back the urge to clamp his plump legs around Zecora’s head, remaining in place as his eyes rolled to the back of his head with a shaky sigh. Everything before, the stress and tears and burning jealousy that clouded his vision, melted away as he gave himself and his vulnerability to a confident stallion that would ensure he was made love to without a single care in the world. Zecora’s circles lasted but for a few times before he stuck his tongue inside Butterscotch’s backdoor, swirling his tongue inside the mostly clean walls and making sure his “mare” was more than lubricated for the intense lovemaking. Though Zecora’s tongue teased the p-spot, the soft appendage was just barely not enough to get Butterscotch to cum, keeping him on the edge as he was starting to see stars before the main event had even started! What was minutes of Zecora warming him up felt like mind-numbing hours, soft little sighs turning into desperate cries and loud moans, before Zecora stopped altogether with a smack of his lips.

“I would say that is more than enough to get you ready,” Zecora snickered, getting back on the bed and standing over Butterscotch like he did before. Though this time, the hard twitching tip of his monstrous dick was firmly against Butterscotch’s ponut. The zebra leaned forward, his muzzle inches from touching Butterscotch’s own muzzle, before he smiled wide. “Now for this you need to keep your shaking body steady. Let your stallion take care of everything you need, and in doing that you’ll be freed~”

“Yes, my love~” Butterscotch whined, this time not holding back as he clamped his hindlegs around Zecora’s cutie marks to keep him close, despite knowing the zebra wasn’t going anywhere. The striped stud giggled at the gesture, this time trying out something relatively new to penetrating Butterscotch. As the first few inches slipped in, and Butterscotch’s heavy blush came to the surface as his mouth opened to cry out in pure bliss, Zecora took the opportunity to lunge forward and resume their makeout session from before. Sticking his tongue inside Butterscotch’s mouth and this time, letting his tongue dance fiercely inside the pegasus’ mouth, Zecora growled into his mare as he pushed past the halfway mark on hilting her. Once Butterscotch felt her g-spot get absolutely crushed by her husband’s massive length, it was all over. The foreplay and the warmup to the foreplay on top of it left the otherwise stable Butterscotch without a single hope in Equestria to hold out on the first thrust, the edging that Zecora had put him through was devastating in of itself, leaving Butterscotch braying like a desperate mare finally getting dick on her honeymoon after a long day of pleasantries. His ears flattened against his sweet pale pink mane, his eyes screwed shut as he kept braying into Zecora’s mouth and fitfully bucking his hips against his lover’s far firmer body. He came all over the both of them and Zecora’s slow thrust didn’t stop for Butterscotch’s sudden orgasm. Quite the opposite, as Zecora’s grunt was the only acknowledgement of Butterscotch’s orgasm before he rushed forward and hilted his entire length inside. The both of them groaned, Butterscotch’s length barely softening at all even after he stopped cumming, before Zecora slipped his length out except for the tip.

With how gentle and delicate everything else was up until this point, Butterscotch could only guess that Zecora wouldn’t be able to properly hold off anymore. And sure enough, the yellow pegasus was right, feeling as everything around them melted into a profoundly warm and just right blur of passion as Zecora jackhammered Butterscotch’s fat cheeks. The thunderous PLAP PLAP PLAP of Zecora’s strong thighs against Butterscotch’s fat ass drowned out the wet sounds of them still making out, and of the “mare” beneath her stud moaning without restraint. Butterscotch needed this lovemaking, of being the center of attention and seen as he was. Granted, he was usually more than happy being in a poly relationship alongside everypony else in the herd, but Butterscotch was still a mare with needs. Still a pony that desired validation from her lover. Zecora practically stuck his tongue down Butterscotch’s throat as he made love like a beast possessed. Their love and lust for each other skyrocketed as they simultaneously reached a crescendo, Zecora moaning deeply and Butterscotch braying into the zebra’s mouth as they both came. Zecora hilted inside of Butterscotch, his fat balls slapping against his pegasus mare’s tush as hot ropes of seed flooded the yellow pegasus’ backdoor. Butterscotch came once more at the same time, his p-spot absolutely demolished from how viciously Zecora had jackhammered into it, far more than he would’ve without the amount of warmup and foreplay they gave to each other. Separating from the kiss they somehow maintained throughout the actual sex, Zecora and Butterscotch panted as they never stopped staring into each other’s eyes, with the strand of drool being the only thing still connecting their lips together.

Zecora was blushing a little too, something that Butterscotch usually didn’t get to see. And Butterscotch was still heavily blushing as his half-lidded gaze was on the zebra stud’s gentle gaze. They remained like that for several minutes, not saying anything but simply basking in the needs for each other completely fulfilled. Then, Zecora chucked.

“Looks like we’ll need to get somepony a few new accessories for her dear stud to look~” Zecora decided. “Who knew that lovemaking was all it took? But honestly I’m wanting something a lot more cool and indulgent to enjoy after having such a hot and heavy session, so I’ve got a different question. Would you like to go to that little diner down the street for milkshakes after a shower? I think it’d be a good use of the rest of the hour…”

Butterscotch’s heart fluttered in his chest as he nodded.