A Night with Fluttershy
The warmth of the fireplace in unison with the sound of wood burning and cracking under the heat was finally getting to you, drowsiness was setting in, in a few minutes you’ll be asleep if nothing manages to disturb you. You ponder things you normally would never have thought twice about, overall you feel like you’ve hit the jackpot in the lottery. You managed to purchase a comfortably sized home with a master bedroom, bathroom, moderately sized kitchen, and sizable living room complete with a fireplace. Not only that but you’ve also managed to capture the heart of the girl of your dreams, well, not as much girl as mare. Yes, your lover, your wife, your adorable four-legged equine spouse, Fluttershy.
As if on cue she trots up and pounces onto your lap and awkwardly shifts to find a comfortable position. Her arrival marked the turning of the tides in your war with drowsiness, her presences alone make you more aware of your surroundings, and you feel a sudden burst of energy flow throughout your body. OK… that may be a tad bit exaggerated but you are more awake now, enough to realize that she is looking at you expectantly. You’ve been with Fluttershy long enough to know what she wants, her favorite of emotional bonding practices, still, you make her wait. Why are you making her wait when you know what she wants one may ask? ‘Tis a simple answer! You enjoy watching her struggle to articulate her desire. Though it may seem a tad bit on the sadistic side, you simply enjoy the adorable faces she makes when, after all this time you’ve spent together, she still blushes when you two get intimate.
“um…” Fluttershy manages to squeak as she begins to speak.
“Yes?” Your reply is quick, and hidden within is a tone of expectancy and calculation implying some deeper ulterior motive. The game begins, how long will it be this time? You recall her record being two hours and thirty-five minutes back when the two of you started dating. That being said, since your marriage her average time now is around fifteen to twenty minutes.
“…” She remains silent, though you know what she’s attempting to muster her courage, its fucking adorable! “I-I want you to p-pet my mane!”
You’re in complete shock, that’s not right?! That would mean she shattered her previous record by a long shot! Not only that but she shouted this out, well what is considered shouting for Fluttershy is more like a normal tone for everyone else. Still you can’t help but admire her motivation; she worked hard to overcome many of her flaws, for both you and her.
“Of course my dear, you know I enjoy it as much as you do.” Your response is accompanied by a gently and caring smile as Fluttershy once described. As she turns her head in anticipation you notice a substantially large smile across her face. The warm feeling in your heart that manifests itself whenever her smiles reach can only be described as heartwarming.
You begin running your fingers through her soft spring pink mane down its length. Like silk her mane is soft-to-the-touch and smooth without any knots or tangles. Her scent reminds you of the various gardens throughout Ponyville hinting at what a majority of her day’s work consisted of. The two of you simply enjoy the closeness of each other and allow the seconds turn into minutes and so on.
An hour later… or was it two; it does not matter at this point as the two of you have already lost track of time enjoying each-others company; you finally break from this endless activity by embracing her in a tight hug from behind. You notice her surprise when a squeak manages to escape her but it is not unwelcome. She places a hoof on your arm reciprocating the embrace. As she turns her head to look you in the eye you kiss her on her forehead, earning you a light giggle and a slightly flushed expression on her face.
“So it took you this long to make the next move?” You barely manage to make out these words, to your surprise she’s been much more assertive today, though based on her current volume you calculate her new found courage to be running thin.
“Well, you know, I don’t want to make you feel uncomfortable or anything.” This times your voice starts to falter, your own shyness starting to surface once more from its long banishment.
Giggling she says “but we’ve been married for a while now.” After pointing this out her voice noticeably softens, “and I don’t want you to think I’m some weird pony who always-“
Before she finishes her statement you kiss her immediately causing her to lose her train of thought. In all honesty it’s a miracle you two managed to confess to each other in the first place, let alone get married. The two of you share one common trait in that you’re both overly cautious around the ones you care most about. Needless to say for those watching from the outside progress was initially painfully slow.
As you continue your kiss she readjusts herself into a more comfortable position resting her forelegs on your shoulders and returning your kiss. As your tongue meets hers you are able to feel the warmth of her body on yours, her flank resting on your lap; your arms around her lower body; her wings covering your arms; and finally her forelegs resting on your shoulders. Your passionate kiss ends when the two of you have to part for air.
Your ears are filled with the sound of Fluttershy panting lightly, her face flushed with a very easily noticeable shade of pink against her light grayish gold coat. With your male instincts now taking over you initiate the second round of passionate kisses which are warmly received by your lover. Your mind now begins to wonder, you think about the time you’ve spent here, the family and life you once knew in another world, and the overall purpose to life its- you snap back to the present situation as you feel your lovely wife’s hoof on your ever erect member. Oh well, philosophical thinking can wait until after you’ve tended to both you and your wife’s more primal needs, not that your complaining.
With surprising amounts of assertiveness you both make the next advances in unison; she begins to pull out your second in command while your hands begin to venture to her mare hood. If one had to explain what had just happened to a normally overly reserved married couple, they have finally succumbed to their sexual desires. Only parting for air, you and your goddess of adorableness continue with your deep kisses while ever so steadily exploring your respective partner’s anatomy.
Inevitably you find yourself shirtless on the recliner with your pants well on their way to being off. However, before your ever so devious wife’s plan comes to fruition, you pick her up in your arms and begin walking towards the bedroom. Confused at first she quickly understands your motives and kisses you while you walk making the overall task fairly difficult as you bump into various objects on your way. Regardless of the obstacles in your way, you do finally make it to the bedroom.
Upon reaching the bed you lay her down gently on her back and immediately start kissing her body thoroughly working from the nap down to her chest and finally arriving at her mare hood with the fullest intent to service her properly, both out of courtesy and preparation for your manhood. She resisted at first purely out of embarrassment rather than discomfort, as you began to go to work on pleasuring her she quickly began to concede to the desire. Your ears are filled with the euphoric sounds of Fluttershy’s soft and gentle moans of intense pleasure. The volume of her moans only reinforces your long standing theory that due to her timid nature and the lack of normal use of her voice resulted in her almost literally being unable to raise her voice past a certain degree.
You can tell by the pace of her breathing and the magnitude of her moans that she is close to her climax, as you go in for the kill she uses as much strength as she can muster to stop you. Lost and slightly confused you look into her eyes in search of answers.
“Together,” she responds, “let’s finish together!” The second half of her statement filled with a considerably larger amount of enthusiasm. Finally understanding what she desires you reposition yourself to meet her gaze head-on.
Words completely unnecessary at this point you locate her entrance with one hand and support yourself with the other. Upon locating it you shoot your beloved wife one final glance for confirmation, her expression silences any uncertainties within you and you proceed. As you enter you begin to feel your love’s warm wetness envelop your second head tightly forcing you to use every last ounce of self-control to stay in command of your body.
If your wife had yet to climax she was on the verge, as soon as you entered fully she left out a particularly loud (for her) moan and wrapped all four of her legs around your body. This time she was the one that initiated the kiss when she rather forcibly stuck her tongue into your mouth as you started rhythmically moving your shaft in and out.
To the two of you the only two things in existence at that moment were you and she, the world outside of your lover’s embrace just seemed to melt away into non-existence. To you she was all that was and to her there was only you. For that brief moment in time it was a perfect heaven and the only feelings were that of love and total bliss.
The two of you were finally at your limits, unable to hold out any longer you both reached the climax simultaneously. You unleash your load into which she in turn kindly receives. Exhausted from a long day of work you finally feel relaxed for the first time in a good while. You fall over by her side lying on your back. Fluttershy wastes no time and quickly repositions herself on you, effectively turning you into her own personal body pillow, again, not that you’re complaining. A few minutes pass before she moves to kiss you passionately once more. When you two finally part she whispers quietly, or possibly mutters “sleepy.” You laugh lightly and in agreement drift off into sleep. Yes, you both could use some rest. As for me, it seems that both of you have forgotten that due to a drunken bet with Rainbow Dash I’ve been trapped in your bedroom closet that for some reason has two doors, the other connecting to the hallway and living room. Oh well I’ll wait a few more minutes before I sneak out to make sure I don’t disturb the two of you.
You wake up in your bedroom early in the morning at first overwhelmed by the morning sun’s light. A rather loud “by Celestia” manages to escape your mouth. As you gain awareness you notice something odd, your bed is missing the usual warmth of your lover. After preparing your eyes for the onslaught of the light you look to see where she is. “That’s odd, where is she?” Obviously she is no longer in this room, as you check the time you realize what has happened. “Ugh, I slept in. She’s probably already meeting with the nobles.”
You quickly dress while making sure you still look presentable, official meetings with members of high society have many unspoken rules, standards that you unfortunately have grown accustom to during your professional career. You look at yourself in the mirror for one final check: military uniform is straight and neat, hair is both clean and straight, and finally your wife’s emblem sits at its proper location over your coat’s breast pocket. You rush out of the bedroom hoping something has happened to delay the other party. As you enter the throne room you look around, you see the usual guards at their posts at each of the room’s entrances and the two sisters, Celestia and Luna, waiting. You make your way towards them.
“Looks like I got lucky, they’re not here yet?”
“Actually, you just missed them!” You notice Celestia smiling as she says this.
“Don’t tease, Tia” Luna responds, “They had a minor emergency and will be here any minute, I wasn’t really paying attention, it’s too early in the day.”
“At least try to seem interested, sister, for their sake.”
“You could have woken me Luna.”
“When you returned to me last night you seemed exhausted and deathly, like you had seen some horrid scene. I though you could use the extra rest.”
Memories of last night began rushing back into your mind and with it all the emotions you had at the time. Mostly feelings of frustration when you realized it had taken Fluttershy and her husband Connor this long to make any progress in their marriage.
“It was nothing really, I just saw some things. Things that I will never be able to unsee. ”
Luna looks at you with a quizzical look while to take your place by her side. It has been three years since you meet her and her sister; back then you were treated as a potential threat to Equestia and was taken to them as a prisoner. In only a year's time you had become Luna’s personal knight, handling grave threats to the country in her name. Back in the present the two of you have been married for little over nine months now. A few minutes later one of the guards stationed at the main entrance announces the arrival of the two nobles whom bow to the two princesses and make their way to them. From the corner of your eye you notice they are both a pretty dull shade of grey, one has a brown mane and tail, the other a dark black. Luckily for you the only reason your presence is required here at this meeting is because your status as a knight. Aside from possible threats to Luna nothing else needs your attention.
You can’t help but notice the glares they send your way. You can’t say you blame them; one of their princesses chooses a knight and a lover that is not even a member of their species, and they can barely wrap their heads around the concept, let alone accept it. Apparently you are not the only one that notices.
“To show disrespect to a knight is the same as disrespecting his master. If you have a problem with him speak to me now, as his wife I want to hear it.” The subtly and fortitude of her words clearly takes the two nobles by surprise.
They do not hesitate to strike back. “He’s a human! Not just that, he is also a mage! How can you trust him so easily? You say he was betrayed by his own people and nearly killed, we’ve all heard that, but if you ask me that only means he’s all the more dangerous!”
You quickly lose interest in the current discussion, if it can even be called that, unable to keep track of who is talking while thinking out loud “After all this time you’d think I’d at least have earned some respect amongst the nobles by now.”
The two stallions shift their focus unto the source of their strife. “I remember the two of you, brothers who live in Manehatten and run one of Equestria’s largest banks. I never did hear the details, but the two of you managed to tick off a full grown dragon and nearly got yourselves killed, that is unless I had managed to fend off the enraged creature. Normally one would be grateful towards someone who saved their life.”
It took them a couple of moments to speak; you realize that even though you recognize them you never committed their names to memory. The elder of the two brothers begins to speak. “Your magic is far beyond that of a normal unicorn, hell, with that much power you could easily take on both princesses and stand a fair chance at coming out victorious. Not only that, your also human, very dangerous and very violent. I don’t trust a human with that much power.”
“That is not the issue here.” Luna interjects, “The issue here is that you do not trust me!”
“We never said that!” This time they are on the defensive.
“Not trusting my knight is the same as not trusting me!”
This is quickly getting out of hoof, while noticing the horse puns are starting to get to you as well you quickly begin to attempt to defuse the situation. “Luna, it’s fine, we can’t allow this to get out of control. In time they’ll understand that I am truly on their side.”
“It is not fine!” she exclaims “After everything you’ve done for them!? Most of the citizens already look up to you and a call you a hero! Placing yourself on the line for their sake, they should at least show some respect but even that is too much to ask? How can anypo-”
Before even allowing her to finish her rant you begin patting her head, instantly calming her down. “I don’t need their approval. Most of the citizens approve of me now; your sister approves of me, and your- our friends accept me. I don’t need the approval of some high-class nobles who don’t even know me, and if it doesn’t bother me then neither should it bother you.”
“But-!”
“No buts, simply do not allow it to bother you. It pains me to see you this riled up over something so trivial.”
“Trivial?” The elder brother’s tone rose, clearly attempting to reignite the fire. You simply look back at him and send him an unspoken message that reads something like this “You’ve already upset my lover, don’t give me another legitimate reason to kill you.” It works as you notice him lowering his head while backing down.
After having merely watched the whole situation unfold Princess Celestia finally speaks up. “I’ve seen enough, Luna, you may go and rest now. I can handle it from here.”
You’re in no mood to stick around. “I shall escort her to bed, if that’s alright with you princess.”
Before allowing Celestia time to respond the elder brother speaks up yet again. “Good, at least now we will be able to have a proper discussion.”
Will this one ever cease to amaze you? Does his conceit know no end? You force yourself to ignore his comment, you trust Celestia will teach him a proper lesson.
She is not one to disappoint. “Be my guest, dear brother. As for you Grand Wealth,” she was now looking at the elder of the two brothers, “Never return to Canterlot if you value your life. I will not guarantee your safety if you do. Fortune, since you have not spoken much I’ll give you a second chance, learn from your brother and do not repeat his mistakes.”
You don’t stick around much longer; you leave almost immediately with Luna.
You return with Luna to room you both now share; within the castle this one master bedroom has now become your home. A sanctuary from the outside world, a world of privacy you share with your lover, but even here you cannot shake the unrest. A feeling of disgust sets in and you are all too aware of why. Even though his words were like daggers, no, spears that pierced your heart leaving you no choice but to take it. You had to bear the weight of his words and stay strong for the sake of your wife. But now it is just the two of you, and you no longer have to hide your pain.
“Tell me, what is bothering you.” No hesitation, barely even a second after the doors closed behind you. She knows you too well. This fact alone already begins to sooth your heart.
“He reminded me of them,” you begin, “the people who betrayed me. Not seeing who I am, only what I could do and the danger I would pose if became their enemy. I’d lost everything, my friends, family, even the place I could call home. Visiting any of them would put them in danger, the only option I had was to abandon everything. I doubt I could have survived if I had not met you. Facing that again, there is only so much one man can take by himself!” You feel the weight of your stress begin to lighten as tears begin to roll down your cheeks.
Luna wraps her forelegs around you and rests her head on your shoulder, fully embracing you, accepting all of you, sharing your burdens as you will most definitely do for her when she needs it. “But you are not alone anymore. You have friends, and family, and you have me.”
“I know, and I’m grateful, truly for I love you, Luna, so very much.” Your tears begin to recede with the pain in your heart all but gone. “That is why you are the only one that gets to see how weak and fragile I truly am.” You break off her embrace.
“You are not weak, trust me. And does that mean I have unlimited access to your heart?”
“Of course.”
“That makes me happy.”
“Really now, why is that?” By now Luna has dispelled the last of your lingering worries. You’ve always admired her for that. No matter what was causing you pain, no matter what old scars reopened, no matter what new scars you’ve received; she could always ease your pain away like she has cast some overly simple spell to heal you when you weren’t looking.
“Why wouldn’t it? To be the only one given full access you the man I love’s heart, to be able to learn everything there is to him. It is an honor, and I will do my absolute best to be worthy of it!”
“You’re not lying there; you always manage to mend my aching heart. You always ease away the pain into non-existence. I wonder if I even deserve to have you by my side.”
“Don’t even think like that!” The seriousness in her voice catches you off guard. She grabs your face and locks you into eye-contact with her. “I need you by my side.”
“Sorry, your right, I shouldn’t think like that. And I’m the same; I need you by my side.” You lean in closer to her and kiss her in apology, to which she returns the kiss passionately. As you break apart from each other you see her clearly blushing through her cobalt hued coat. The switch has definitely been flipped for the two of you. Without need for words she lays down on her back while you pin down her wings. The bed where the two of you spend sleeping through the day was special made to fit the two of you comfortably while still having room to move around.
You begin kissing her neck, over time you’ve realized that is one of her most sensitive areas. Meanwhile your right hand moves down to her marehood, inserting a few fingers searching for “it.” It does not take long for you to find what you are looking for since you’re currently in familiar territory.
She moans heavily. “Ahh! *heavy panting* No f-faair,” you barely allow her to speak, “Ah! You know my neck is s-sensitive! At least allow me to return the favor! Ahh!” She’s getting better at controlling her voice it seems.
“My princess, you know I cannot allow that.” You make sure to keep your voice calm and clear. “I am a knight and a practitioner of chivalry. It is my belief that a man must fully service his woman before allowing himself to indulge in the pleasures of intimacy.” As you finish saying this you also land the finishing blow on your wife, bringing her to her first climax of the night; err, day. As if conceding Luna surrenders herself to the pleasure, her free wing wraps around your back. You manage to get her to climax two more times with your fingers alone before she stops you.
“Dear Knight, I do believe you’ve serviced me enough. Let us be one now, my most precious servant!”
“I humbly oblige, my dearest princess.”
As you wake up you realize its nearly nightfall, you look over to your mare and admire her sleeping face. You notice Luna mumbling to herself, is she dreaming? An idea pops into your head, one that you can no longer ignore, why not simply join her in her dream? You place your hand on her forehead and chant the words for your spell while beginning to feel your mana being channeled into your words "Arcana: Memorium Night." Nothing happens. Wait, nothing happens?
Whats going on here, is she not dreaming? Out of curiosity, you prepare another spell, the feeling of your mana being spent confirms it's use "Arcana: Memory Analysis." Knowledge begins to pour into your mind, as you begin deciphering the various bits of information you begin to gain a clear understanding of what precisely is going on with your wife. She is consciously aware while asleep and is unintentionally using divination magic. To say it simply shes inadvertently looking into the future within her dreams. Now your really interested so you prepare another spell. This time you know it won't fail. Before you were trying to see what she was dreaming only she wasn't quite dreaming exactly. You have the proper spell prepared this time "Arcana: Mentality Link."
Your vision fades, a new scenery set in, an open garden. You recognize your surroundings, the royal palace gardens. Where is Luna though?
"Daddy!" You hear light hoof-steps and turn to find their source. You see a young filly alicorn running up to you, she has a silver mane and tail with an arctic blue coat. Quickly glancing around you fail to find another pony that fits the title "daddy." Is that little pony talking to you? Without giving you a chance to prepare she jumps into your arms. You barely manage to catch her. "I've missed you! I though you wouldn't be back until a few more days, what happened?"
It's a dream, only certain aspects of it are divinations regarding the future, this child probably is one of them. "I wanted to return to you as soon as possible sweetie." You are surprised at how easy it is to say this to her. The more you look at her the more you feel the urge to protect this youngling. Is it really possible that you and Luna will have a child in the future? You quickly examine her and see that she has no noticeable irregularities. You do adore her silver mane and tail.
"Your the best." As she smiles at you your heart instantly melts.
"Dawn, are you in the garden?" You hear Luna's voice coming from the palace.
"Mom! daddy's home!" She runs back to Luna, you chuckle at her energy.
"Dawn, head back inside, you can play with daddy in a few minutes, I need to talk to him."
"No fair! Your hogging him all to yourself!"
"You'll be able to talk to him soon, I just need to say a few things to him."
"OK, but if you take too long I'll come back out." She trots back inside after her little declaration of war.
"She's too adorable," you begin to speak but are cut off by your wife.
"Why are you in my dream? Not that I'm against the idea, but still, I'm curious."
She said dream, guess that means she's not aware. "Didn't want to wake you up but i still wanted to spend time with you." You decide against telling her this isn't entirely a dream.
"I see, well, don't be a stranger to me, feel free to visit me here whenever. This will give us and entirely new level of "privacy" my dear." She kisses you as she starts to walk off, "come dear, our daughter wants to play!"
*Author's Note*
For all of you that are curious I plan to update this every Saturday until I consider the series completed. If enough people ask for it I will write a new fic that goes more in-depth into the back story of this world and its characters. Thank you for reading; it sustains me!
