This is Heaven
Fluttershy's Perspective
I tried to walk slowly, but began gaining speed as I drew closer. I simply couldn't wait; this fact couldn't wait one second longer than it had to before it simply burst out of me. I had to say it. I had to tell her. I simply had to.
Suddenly, I noticed a fluffy white shape next to my right hindleg. "Angel," I spoke quietly as I slowed down to talk. "You simply must go back.
Angel simply shook his head in refusal.
"Angel, I'm sorry to have to tell you this, but you need to go back to my cottage. You know why I'm here. You know what I'm doing, and I can't do it when anypony else is around. Not even you, Angel.
Angel's head slowly slumped forward, before he sullenly nodded and walked off, ears drooping. "I'm sorry, Angel," I whispered to myself.
I almost turned around at that point, turned back and ran off to the safety of my cottage. But I didn't. I couldn't. What I needed to tell Twilight simply couldn't wait.
I dashed across the nighttime streets of Ponyville, hoping I wouldn't forget the way. Bah! I shook that thought out of my head. I knew I would never forget the way to this house. After all, Twilight lived there. Twilight...
Bam! I shook out of my daydream, dizzily walking around until my vision was restored from bumping into the side of a building. I shrugged off the pain and continued charging toward my destination.
I was truly ill-prepared once I got there. I knew what I wanted to say, but not how to say it. Should I simply tell her? Should I increase suspense and then tell her? Should I tell her to meet my by some other place later tonight and tell her there? I had no clue what I should do, so I decided to just knock on the door to the tree-library and wing it.
I gave three light taps at the door. Tap tap tap. Then, I waited. I waited for twenty seconds, and was about to knock again when the door slowly opened to show Twilight on the other side. Twilight...
I shrugged the thoughts out of my head again. I couldn't risk crashing into something else. Not when she was around.
"Fluttershy!" exclaimed the purple unicorn excitedly. "Come in!"
I trudged in, wings beginning to cramp.
No, Fluttershy! I thought to myself. Not now! Please not now! Unfortunately for me, being around Twilight, all alone, in the middle of the night, about to confess my love for her, added up to be a romantic enough situation to make my wings begin to firm up. I fought the wings back down, trying to make it look like nothing happened, even as they began cramping from wanting to rise up and unfurl themselves at my sides. Stupid wing cramps. What do they even do? What purpose do they serve other than embarassing you at the worst possible times, just like this?
"I, um, came to, tell you something..." was all I could stammer out.
"What is it you need to tell me?" she asked.
Once again, I found myself lost daydreaming. Twilight... she stood in front of me, all alone. Her mane was beautiful, and her eyes were even more so. I couldn't stop staring at her. Her legs, her form... her flank.
I tried to stop my eyes from traveling there, but I could not. Her flank was perfect, it was shaped excellently, it...
"Fluttershy? Are you all right?"
"What? Oh, yes, I'm fine, Twi."
I had to tell her. I had to tell her right now. If I didn't say it immediately, I might never get another chance. I took a deep breath and began.
"I'm... I'm... Twi, I'm... I'm a... I... I'm a... fillyfooler..."
I began to worry that Twilight didn't approve of fillyfoolers, mares who liked other mares such as me. But she simply smiled and walked closer to me.
"It's fine, Fluttershy. There is nothing wrong with that. Anyone who thinks there is happens to be an idiot."
"I've been..." I quietly spoke, gaining confidence. I was able to stop stuttering, even if my wings were now in pain. "I've known this for quite a while. For around a year, now. Ever since I... met someone..."
Twilight smiled and nodded. She didn't hold any grudge against me, fillyfooler or not. "Who was it?" she asked calmly.
"It... was you..."
Twilight appeared confused, knowing what I said, yet not quite believing it. I decided that I should elaborate and continued on.
"Ever since I met you, I've had this strange... feeling... whenever you're around, I feel all warm inside of me... being near you, it... it's strange, it turns me on, even..."
Even now, I can't tell you why I said that last part. Spur of the moment, I guess. I unfurled my wings to prove to Twilight that I was not lying, though; my wings were still aching from keeping them from erecting, but it felt far better to have them out now.
Twilight seemed even more confused, just for a second, before her eyes became wide. I closed my eyes, waiting to hear her tell me how she didn't feel the same way.
But she said nothing of the sort. She gasped, and spoke to me, quietly but forcefully. "Flutters, how long were you holding your wings back when they were...um... like that?" she asked.
I stifled a laugh. Typical Twilight. I knew she would have simply told me if she didn't like me, so I decided there was still a chance. I told her that they had been like that since I walked in.
Twilight appeared shocked. "Fluttershy, that can seriously damage your wings! How do they feel?"
I told her the truth. "They ache a bit, but I'm okay, Twilight."
"No, you're not okay! You might not be able to fly for days! There is only one way to help you..."
"Twi..."
"Flutters, you have to believe me here. Just do what I say and you'll be fine. Lie down."
"Oh, su- wait, what?" I gasped incredulously. I had absolutely no clue what she was thinking; if she wanted to sleep with me, she wouldn't rant about wing erections, she would tell me, or say something else, or... oh, I don't know, but she wouldn't say THAT.
I chose to humor her, laying down back up. My wings were still at my sides, jutting out at the perfect angle to get in Twi's way. I sighed inwardly and hoped she truly did have feelings for me.
Even now, so long after all this happened, I can't tell you what I thought she was going to do. However, everything I thought she would do, hoped she would do, even, paled in comparison to what she did; she began to massage me. Starting with my wings, she slowly brought her hooves across my back in a pleasant, tender, and probably sexual fashion. The cramps from my wings evaporated like morning dew off of the grass surrounding my cottage, along with other pains and tensions I had been carrying for weeks without even realizing it. I closed my eyes slowly and did everything in my power to avoid passing out from pure glee.
Those efforts proved futile when her hooves touched my flank.
She only lightly prodded it, somewhat reluctantly moving on to the next section of my body for the massage. Even so, the situation I was in with Twilight only truly happened upon my mind at that point, and pure ecstasy filled me as I slowly closed my eyes and fell asleep.
I woke up several minutes later, the dream already escaping me. What happened? I could only remember a few things. One, Twi was in it. Two, I could remember what I did to start off the series of events that followed after Twi came in (like I said, those events themselves were lost to me). Three, I could remember that if they happened in real life, I would be the happiest mare in equest- no, in the whole world, who ever lived.
Twilight was still massaging me, pretending to work over my entire body but really only doing anything with my flank. I honestly didn't care whether or not she was still working; this was the most romantic scene I could have dreamed of, and now my wings were even more outstretched than before. Twilight was able to work around them, and when she passed my open eyes, she too appeared to have an almost gleeful smile on her face. Yes! I thought. Could she really... love me?
"Twilight... how long was I out?"
"Only a few minutes, Fluttershy. You didn't miss much."
"Miss much?" I asked as my stomach growled. Motherbucker! Just because I was too nervous to have dinner doesn't mean you can just interrupt this! Bucking sto- I was cut off by Twilight asking me something.
"What was that?" I questioned. "I didn't hear you."
"I asked if you would like something to eat."
"Oh- well..."
"I mean, if your wings are feeling better now. Are they?" I could tell Twilight was struggling in this situation, and it almost comforted me to know I was not alone in that aspect.
"My wings... they're fine. A lot better now." I tried to flap them to prove to her that I could, but at this point they were so erect I could barely move them an inch.
Twilight simply smiled at me.
"But... sure, I am rather hungry..."
Twilight smiled again and slowly trotted into the kitchen. I SWEAR she was trying to get me to look at her flank here. If that was the case, she undoubtedly succeeded. Luckily, my wings didn't firm up more, although at this point I doubt they could have. I followed her as she brought out 2 daffodil sandwiches, my favorite food flower. I doubt she knew that, but I wouldn't look a gift horse in the mouth, no pun intended.
After sitting down at the small table in the middle of the room, Twilight lay the sandwiches down and did something I never expected, or even dreamed of (although that was happening a lot this night); she used her magic to bring a few candles down from the cupboard near the top, and lit them.
The aura of the candles was divine, but the pony I was sharing it with made it all so much better. If my wings could have firmed up more at this point, they undoubtedly would have. Twilight and I stared into each other's eyes before beginning to eat.
I, however, could barely taste the sandwich, because my mind was elsewhere. The dream I had... it started out in a situation very much like this. We had just finished eating in the dream, and then I...
Twilight shook me out of my daydream with her voice. "Flutters, you're drooling! Are you sure you're all right?"
"Huh? Oh, yes, I'm okay," I mumbled. I delicately took a bite of the daffodil sandwich, but I chewed quickly. I had to see if what happened in the dream could happen here, too.
The meal was mostly silent, Twilight and I simply eating and looking at each other. This gave me a few minutes to think about Twilight's potential feelings for me. I was increasingly confident that she did like me, what with the meal and the candles. Even so, I rather wanted her to simply admit it. Beating around the bush like this was starting to get old. I stopped myself from asking her, though. If I did, then the dream wouldn't happen.
I bit down on the last bite of my sandwich, then watched as Twi did the same. It was a very enjoyable meal, even if it was quite simple. Twilight smiled at me once again, and then spoke. "So, Fluttershy, is there anything else you'd like to do before we go to bed?"
The word bed confused me for just a second before I realized she meant literal bed, not sex. Even so, if I was to reenact the dream, actually nodding off wouldn't happen, at least not yet.
"Yes, there is one thing..." I mumbled.
"What is it?" she asked me.
I brought to mind once again the steps I took in the dream. Right. So first I...
I leapt toward Twilight, grabbing her with my forehooves. She appeared to be surprised, but didn't fight back. Then, I slowly leaned forward and kissed her lips, enjoying every second. She returned it, and as we embraced, we slowly walked back into the main room, near the couch by the wall. Just like in my dream, we toppled onto it, still kissing and hugging each other. As our actions became more and more dirty and sexual, one thought continued bounding back up in my mind, again and again: I'm in heaven.
IMPORTANT! HAVE YOU READ FLUTTERSHY'S PERSPECTIVE? IF NOT, IT IS HIGHLY RECCOMENDED THAT YOU READ IT FIRST, AS THEY ARE INTENDED TO BE READ IN THAT ORDER.
I was curled up on the couch, reading a book as usual. It had been a nice, peaceful day, and Spike was off in Canterlot on royal business, so I had had the library to myself. Spending the day relaxing and reading had been a great idea, as I'd been working my cutiemark off the day before. If only she were here, this could be even better than it already is.
My thoughts were interrupted by a knock at the door. Celestia, if you have heeded my request for Fluttershy to arrive, then I will be even more in your debt than I already am. Upon looking out the door through the peephole to see who had chosen to come so late at night, I found that Celestia had indeed heard me. Fluttershy was at the door, expectantly waiting for me to open it. My cheeks turned scarlet as I imagined why she might be here at this hour.
Is now the time? I thought to myself. Could now be the perfect moment for me to tell her? The images of all the possibilities floated through my head, yet three stuck out to me. One, she admits to me that she loves me as well, and I go into ecstacy. Two, she says she doesn't feel the same way, and I skulk back into my room, crying a lot. Three, she laughs at me and tells me fillyfoolers are evil, and I skulk back to my room, crying so much that I literally drown in my own tears, death bringing me peace after the trauma of the previous encounter with the most beautiful pony in Equestria.
I shook myself out of the trance and opened the door. Pretending those thoughts hadn't run through my mind, I put on a bright smile and opened the door wider. "Fluttershy! Come in!" Fluttershy gladly stepped through the door, although for a split second I thought I saw a slightly annoyed expression on her face, and she ruffled her wings a bit.
"I... came to tell you something," Fluttershy whispered.
That alone was all it took to make me nearly faint. Her voice. It was heavenly, like what I imagine an angel would sound like if they existed. "What is it you need to tell me?" I managed to gasp out after several seconds.
However, Fluttershy appeared to have stopped listening to me. She was staring at something, a dreamy expression on her face. Following her gaze led me to my flank, specifically the center of my cutiemark. Could she be eyeing me up? No, of course not. "Fluttershy, are you all right?"
"What? Oh, yes, I'm fine, Twi." Fluttershy seemed nevous, scared even. After taking a deep breath, she finally was able to say what she came to tell me. "I'm... I'm... Twi, I'm... I'm a... I... I'm a... fillyfooler..." Fluttershy nearly began to crawl backwards, but she stopped when I smiled again.
If I had been any more confident, smile is the least I would have done. I would have jumped for joy. This improved my chances with her tremendously, to know that she liked mares. As it was, all I said was, "It's fine, Fluttershy. There is nothing wrong with that. Anyone who thinks there is happens to be an idiot."
"I've been... I've known this for quite a while. For around a year, now. Ever since I... met someone..."
My heart began to race at this point. I've known you for about a year, Flutters. Please please please please please, say it's me. "Who was it?"
"It... was you..."
Despite my utmost hopes that she would say those very words, I still believed I had not heard her right. Fluttershy must have caught on to that, as she continued talking instead of waiting for my reaction. ""Ever since I met you, I've had this strange... feeling... whenever you're around, I feel all warm inside of me... being near you, it... it's strange, it turns me on, even..." At this point, Fluttershy unfurled her wings, showing they had been erect this entire time.
Images flashed through my mind: Me and Fluttershy kissing, Fluttershy gently stroking my mane, us... doing something in a bed... yet once one thing popped up in my mind, I couldn't get it out. What was it about pegasi with erect wings... It was about not keeping them furled, or else they- NOT KEEPING THEM FURLED! Being intimate with Fluttershy could wait for a few minutes; now I was in full on scholar mode.
"Flutters, how long were you holding your wings back when they were...um... like that?"
"They erected right when I came in, Twilight. You are truly that beautiful to me."
As much as Fluttershy's comment about my beauty made me want to simply hug her right then, scholar mode had taken full control, and I couldn't remove that now. "No, you're not okay! You might not be able to fly for days! There is only one way to help you..." My voice trailed off as I remembered what that "one way" happened to be. If I had wings, they would have been firmer than Fluttershy's at this point.
"Twi..."
"Flutters, you have to believe me here. Just do what I say and you'll be fine. Lie down." I realize now what it sounded like I was asking her to do, but I was in scholar mode then, and only doing what made sense from a completely scientific point of view.
"Oh, su- wait, what?" Fluttershy was apparently thinking something similar. Sure enough, though, she chose to lie down, her legs splayed out at her sides.
Full-on scholar mode dissapated as I began the procedure of wing massage. My hooves lightly rubbed her wings until I felt that they had been fully worked on, at which point I almost stopped, but I rather wanted to continue. It was so nice... Fluttershy seemed to be enjoying this too, smiling brightly and mumbling about how much she loved me. She only became even more elated when I continued the massage onto her back.
As much as I tried to remind myself that I was only doing this to help Fluttershy, I couldn't help but feel like I was feeling her up. Every contour of her body was slowly being rubbed by my hooves, and I couldn't have been happier. Her body was smooth and warm, matching her creamy color. I rather wanted to simply say buck the massage and lay my head on Fluttershy's body, and knew that she wouldn't mind; but finishing the massage was the first thing on my mind.
Even so, as my hooves neared her flank, I began to get exceedingly nervous. What if she is sensitive to other ponies touching her flank? Nothing I've done so far has been truly sexual. I was really only fooling myself on that last thought, as I had been pretty much trying to feel her body as much as possible. Well, here goes nothing.
As my hooves gave the first quick run of her flank, Fluttershy's head drooped and her breathing steadied. Nervously, I looked at her face, only to see a slight smile played across her lips. My relief was immeasurable, as was my joy. I returned my focus to massaging her flank as much as possible.
Fluttershy's flank was even more warm and soft than the rest of her was. The curves in it were all in the right spots, the size perfect. Twice, I lay my head down on it, feeling its warmth against my cheek. When I did this, Fluttershy mumbled in her sleep and her already erect wings would firm up slightly more.
I gazed at Fluttershy once again. Her body was perfect. Her beautiful pink mane hung over her face like a veil, masking her wonderful features. The cream-colored coat she wore was lovely. She murmured my name several times in her sleep. "Twilight... Twilight..." Slowly, one eye opened on her face, then the other.
Quickly, I went back to massaging her. I pretended I was massaging her whole body, but really I was only concentrating on her flank.
"How long was I out?" she asked.
"Only a few minutes," I answered. "You didn't miss much."
"Miss much?" I was about to hesitantly explain to her that she missed me lying down on her flank when Fluttershy's stomach grumbled. She blushed and hid underneath her mane in the cutest way imaginable.
"Do you want something to eat?" I asked.
"What was that?" she asked. "I didn't hear you."
"I asked if you wanted something to eat."
"Oh- well..."
"I mean, if your wings are feeling better now. Are they?" Fluttershy smiled at me.
"My wings... they're fine. A lot better now." Fluttershy was barely able to move her wings at all, as she showed me, but I decided to trust her.
"But... sure, I am rather hungry..."
I slowly walked into the kitchen, feeling Fluttershy's gaze follow my flank as I did. Because of this, I decided to appease her. I swayed my hips slightly, trying to make it look as appetizing as I possibly could. Judging by her sigh of ecstacy, I'm guessing I succeeded.
I opened my fridge and brought out two daffodil sandwiches. Fluttershy seemed glad that those were the food in question, although I'm not sure why. I sat down at the table and levitated my sandwich over to Fluttershy's place.
Suddenly, I was struck by a strange thought. Perhaps if I... Deciding to follow through on it, I also brought down a couple of candles from the top of my shelf. Considering Fluttershy's gasp of joy, I guessed that it was a good idea. As I sat down and began to eat, I started staring into Fluttershy's beautiful blue eyes. She stard back as we began to eat, but then glanced backwards. I quickly followed her gaze to see she was looking at a couch in the main room, but she almost instantly turned and looked back at me. Suddenly, her eyes drifted away from mine, and her mouth began to hang open. She almost began to drool before I stopped her and she suddenly went back to eating. I realized what she was thinking. She wanted to be on the couch, with me.
I was naturally excited, and hoped that we would end up there before the night ended. As we finished our sandwiches, I asked Fluttershy, "So, Fluttershy, is there anything else you'd like to do before we go to bed?" I attempted to put an accent on the word bed so that she would understand that I was thinking the same thing she was.
"Yes, there is one thing..."
"Yes, what is it?"
Fluttershy jumped towards me and wrapped her hooves around my waist before bringing her lips in contact with my own. I instantly returned the actions, and before I knew it, we were somehow right by the couch, lips still touching. Fluttershy fell over onto the peice of furniture, and I followed suit, knowing what was to come.
As we began doing what everypony does, a single thought jumped up in my mind, again and again : I'm in heaven.
