Rarity laughed musically at one of Rainbow Dash’s jokes, the two of them enjoying lunch at the café the morning after their breathtaking rendezvous. The pegasus, true to form, was wolfing down her hay fries as though she was starving, Rarity taking a more ladylike approach to her salad.

“Darling, I simply do not understand how you can keep eating those deep fried horrors without packing on the pounds,” Rarity chuckled during a lull in Rainbow’s noisy crunching.

“Well, for one thing, I don’t work inside all day making dresses,” Rainbow teased, flexing her wings demonstratively. “For another,” she added, leaning in closer and wrapping one wing around Rarity’s back, stroking her soft feathers down to the three diamonds on the unicorn’s flank, “I have these two incredibly hot mares who run me ragged most nights, and I love it.”

“Rainbow, please, not in public!” Rarity giggled, blushing faintly as she tried to hide a shiver of pleasure. “You court such scandal, darling,” gently using her magic to remove the wing from around her side and replace it at Rainbow’s, giving a gentle stroke along the primaries as she drew her power back into herself.

“Nah, I court two pretty stuffy gals, really,” Rainbow grinned teasingly. “Now, they court scandal, but that’s what comes with dating awesome!”

“You are simply incorrigible, darling! Oh, Fluttershy!” Rarity called out, noticing her butter-yellow friend walking down the street, looking around as though she were searching for something, Angel perched on her back looking through a tiny pair of binoculars. “Come over here, darling, have a bite to eat!”

Fluttershy jumped where she stood, startled by actually being called over. She relaxed when she saw who it was, however, trotting over to the café, eyes still darting from side to side.

“Have either of you seen anything strange going on?” She asked softly. "I’ve been trying to find Discord, but I haven’t seen him anywhere since… uhm… the other night.”

“Aw, man, who knows what he’s getting up to without somepony watching him!” Rainbow groaned.

“Well, I don’t know that it’s any of your business, Rainbow Dash,” Discord’s haughty voice announced as he flashed in, sitting in the air above Rainbow’s head with a monarch butterfly suspended on one scaly claw. “But since you’re so interested, I’ve been preventing a tornado that would have come out of the Everfree and ripped up half of Ponyville without my intervention. Off you go!” He said, flicking his claw and sending the no doubt very confused butterfly along its way. “Though now that I’ve teleported over here to answer your question, there is a miniscule chance that it will be a toad storm instead… ah, well, such are the risks of questioning chaos!”

He hopped down to the ground with a bow, and started to walk out towards the nearby Ponyville Park.

“Toad storm?” Rainbow asked, cocking her head. “What the hay is a toad –“

As if on cue, thunder crashed, and a black thunderhead started forming over Froggy Bottom Bog.

“Toad storm. Right.” Rainbow sighed, shaking her head and taking off. “Hey, Rares, mind catching this for me? I think I’d rather take care of that before it’s a full-bore tornado that can drop hydras on us.”

“Certainly, darling.” Rarity nodded distractedly, looking over her shoulder at the gathering clouds. “Fluttershy, do you suppose that….”

“Oh, I don’t think Discord caused it to happen,” Fluttershy said certainly. “He knows exactly what would happen if he hurt any of the poor frogs.” All the same, there was a frown on her face as Angel hopped down off of her back and scampered off into the park, presumably to warn the other bunnies of potential incoming amphibians.

“I do hope so… and that he’ll stop that himself if it comes down to it,” Rarity frowned. “Everfree weather can be quite dangerous, after all, even if Rainbow is certain she can handle it.”

“Oh, I know he will,” Fluttershy promised, though she was watching the dwindling rainbow trail with a touch of worry herself. “After all, he’s using his powers for good!” Lightning cracked through the sky, thunder following it seconds later with a deafening crash. When Rarity’s eyes had stopped hurting, she realized that she was entirely alone at the table, a Fluttershy shaped dust cloud dissipating before her eyes.

“Ah, well, I suppose I do need to get to work on that ensemble for Sapphire Shores... hmm… perhaps something in synthetic leather ….” Rarity signaled the waiter, paying her bill quickly and taking the leftovers home. At least Sweetie Belle would appreciate the fries, once she was home from school.

~~~===~~~

Meanwhile, Discord was sitting on top of the fountain in the center of the park, leaning back against thin air and doing something very unusual, even for the immortal God of Chaos.

He was thinking.

Fluttershy may have been trying to hide it from me, but she actually wanted me to let nature take its course the other night. What sort of pony would want foals so badly… well, all right, there were the halcyon days of decadent chaos cultists, but really, that was more an utter disregard for consequences, I can respect that….

Actually wanting them like that, that’s… worrisome.

Not that he minded the concept of having little chaos-demigods running about. There already were one or two, after all, though most didn’t recognize their real power. But if they got out of control, and he hadn’t been locked in stone for a few thousand years to have an excuse to have forgotten about them, he’d be the one expected to clean up after them.

Diapers were one thing. Demigod diapers were something else entirely, and tended to involve having to reassemble cities from the atomic level. If only there were some other way for him to defuse Fluttershy’s ticking time bomb of a biological clock. Some way to help her without breaking that pesky ‘moral code’ of hers….

Just then, opportunity came knocking, in the form of a small, belligerent, white rabbit.

Angel scampered up Discord’s leg, a scowl of epic proportions marring his tiny face. The glare he shot up at the draconequus would have been clear enough even without having known him for months now, but since he had… well, Discord had something of an advantage when it came to understanding the Angel on his shoulder.

“And just what is it now, hmm? Upset about my not doing something about the weather?” Discord asked him dryly, glancing up at the spreading thunderhead. It did look like things were going to be interesting for a little while, at least. Angel reached out and grabbed the side of his face, climbing up onto the top of his muzzle so he couldn’t be ignored.

“You know, if I wanted to, I could turn you into a newt right now and nobody’d notice,” Discord pointed out irritably. “I happen to have a mutual friend on my mind right now, and… ooooh… oho! So that’s it, isn’t it? You’re still upset about the other night, aren’t you?”

Angel gave him a glare that had been known to cow Opal in the past.

“Well, no fears there. It was fun and all, but a one-time experience for me, I assure you! But that’s not the only reason you’re upset, is it?” A smile curled up along Discord’s muzzle as Angel’s glare gave way to a look of shock.

“Oh, Angel, I might not be able to talk to animals, but I know a jealous boyfriend when I see one. Or, at least, a jealous would be boyfriend. Of course, this explains the attitude. How could you help but feel inadequate when Fluttershy’s looking for stallion and being offered hasenpfeffer?”

Ah, there was the glare again. That was more like it.

“Tell you what, little friend. I think I can solve both of our Fluttershy problems at once!” Discord snapped his fingers, materializing a huckster’s cart right in the middle of the park, the stage open, and Discord standing on it in a blinding polyester leisure suit, decorated with the sort of colors and patterns that would probably have made Rarity’s eyes bleed out.

“What you need is a dose of Uncle Discord’s Old-Timey Chaos! Guaranteed to cure the order that ails ya! Only one bit per bottle, but for you, my lapine lothario, a very, very special deal indeed….” Discord took a small bottle between his claws and offered it to a suspicious Angel. The rabbit popped the cork out, and took a sniff of the concoction within, making a face as he smelled the unmistakable combination of lavender, pumpkin pie spice, horseradish, and plaid.

“Oh, fine, if you’re not going to be a sport about it,” Discord sniffed, snapping his fingers. Angel disappeared with a flash, leaving the draconequus to pack up his wagon.

“And I had the most charming little ditty to sing too,” he sighed with a dramatic sniffle.

~~~===~~~

Fluttershy trembled as she darted throughout the park, looking for any sign of Angel.

Oh, I can’t leave him out in this, what if he gets sick? What if he gets hit by a falling frog? What if he gets struck by lightning? The probability of a six-inch tall rabbit being struck by lightning in a park full of trees and a town full of buildings didn’t particularly matter at the moment; the very possibility was enough to leave Fluttershy distraught.

“Fluttershy! I’m surprised to see you out and about in this dreadful weather!” Discord called out, popping the skeleton of an umbrella open as rain began to fall on Ponyville. “I did do my best to prevent this from happening… alas, it seems I’ll probably be called on to use vulgar force to accomplish what elegant chaos could have achieved, if your friend hadn’t called me away,” he sighed dramatically, the rain somehow actually being stopped by the open air between the wooden ribs above his head.

“Discord, please, I’m very sorry about the extra work, but have you seen where Angel went? He scampered off –“

“Nothing to fear, Fluttershy dear!” He sang out. “I noticed him and sent him back home, I’m sure he’s resting comfortably in his hutch, safe and warm and dry as we speak.” There was something about how quickly, how certainly the draconequus spoke that worried Fluttershy, and she shook her wet mane back out of her face as she tried to look him in the eye.

“Are you sure?” She asked him.

“Fluttershy, you wound me! Would I ever dream of lying to you, especially about darling little Angel?” Discord batted his eyelashes at her innocently. “To tell you the truth, he was actually coming to talk to me. It seems he doesn’t especially approve of our little… rendezvous the other evening, and wanted to tell me off. And so, I was scolded, and I sent him home with a reassurance that I wasn’t going to do anything to break your heart, or whatever it was the little rodent was worried about.”

“Lapine,” Fluttershy corrected him reflexively. “All right, I’ll go, but please, do something about this storm! I’m worried about what might happen to the weather team if they try to stop it!”

“Oh, the trials and tribulations of cosmic power!” Discord swooned, doing a remarkably accurate imitation of Rarity. “I’ll see what I can do, but really, a little rogue weather never hurt anypony.” There was a bright flash where he stood, and nothing was left of his presence but the barren umbrella, floating safely above Fluttershy to keep her strangely dry on the way home.

Unusual as it was, Fluttershy was grateful for the shelter. She’d long since learned not to question Discord’s ways, or his motives, since they usually boiled down to “it was fun and wouldn’t get me petrified.”

She was going to have to have a long talk with Angel Bunny later. Running off like that, just to tell Discord he didn’t approve of what they’d done? She was equally responsible, after all, and if she wanted to engage in consensual kinky sex with an ancient being of unfathomable chaotic power, what good reason was there to stop her?

Fluttershy paused, thinking out her train of thought one more time.

“Oh. Right,” she murmured to herself, hanging her head slightly. He was just looking out for her, after all… she shouldn’t be that upset with him. After all, it’s not like anypony else was reduced to persuading Discord into bondage gear just to take care of being in heat. Everypony else had options, if they wanted. Applejack and Rainbow Dash had each other. Rarity and Pinkie Pie could each have anypony they wanted. Even Twilight probably had a guardspony in Canterlot who was willing to do their ‘royal duty’ for her, if nothing else.

As for her… she had herbs, fantasies, and her own hoof, most of the time. But even that wasn’t covering what she really wanted.

I know he was doing the right thing, but I do wish I could find somepony willing to sire for me!

However, that wasn’t going to happen without finding a stallion. And that wasn’t going to happen without… well… talking to one. And that just wasn’t happening, period.

Heaving another great sigh, Fluttershy opened the door to her house and walked in, leaving the umbrella floating in mid-air. She started towards Angel’s hutch to see if he was, indeed, safe and warm inside, but before she could open the tiny door, she heard a hoof rapping at hers!

“Just a moment!” She called out, turning around and hurrying back to see who could be out in the approaching storm. When she opened the door, just wide enough to peek outside, she was surprised to see a stranger there, a stallion no less!

“Hey there, gorgeous!” He said with a too-wide grin on his white-furred face, his mane a handsome black that seemed almost to be sculpted in place. “Mind letting in a poor pony who got caught in the rain?”

Now, Fluttershy might have been somewhat naïve, but she wasn’t a foal. She’d grown up in Cloudsdale, after all, even if she’d moved to Ponyville as soon as possible. And while Cloudsdale was still nice and peaceful… it had its occasional bad sorts.

That, perhaps, explained why she abruptly slammed the door shut, whirling about and pressing her back against it to hold it shut against any possible intrusion, wincing at the startled yelp from the other side.

“Ouch! Hey, Fluttershy, what was that for?”

He knows my name? How does he know my name?!?

“Go away!” Fluttershy shouted, trying not to hyperventilate. “I’m not letting anypony in!”

“What? Come on, you can’t just leave me out here in the rain!”

“There’s an umbrella outside, take it and go home!” She called out. She could feel her chest tightening, see as her vision tightened down to a narrow tunnel, blurring at the edges as adrenaline coursed through her veins with the start of her panic attack.

There was silence for a moment, and Fluttershy thought for a moment that the stallion might have left.

“First, the umbrella doesn’t have any brella, just a lot of um,” he said, contradicting her hopes. “Second… I don’t have a home to go back to.”

Fluttershy winced again, feeling her heart start to soften. Her chest loosened up, thoughts of panic held at bay by her instinctive kind-heartedness.

“No home?” She asked, her gut and her heart starting to fight each other over what to do.

“Not really. I uhm… well, I’m not from around here, I was just travelling through the forest when that storm started blowing up, and this is the first place I could find that seemed safe. Can you at least let me in until it passes? Or, I dunno, maybe pass out a bowl I can put over my head until the rain’s passed?”

Fluttershy bit her lower lip as memory sucker-punched her gut, coming to her heart’s aid suddenly. She looked over at Angel’s hutch, remembering the first time she’d met him, hiding from a rainstorm under a bowl of leftover salad she’d left out for the bunnies in the nearby burrows. He’d been so tiny and vulnerable… she pictured the white pony outside in much the same condition, only looking even more pathetic as he tried to keep as much of his body as possible beneath the meager shelter, his black mane soaked and bedraggled, his tail curled around his hooves to try and keep them a little bit warm while he hid beneath a tree or some other makeshift shelter.

And, with that, imagination performed the coup de gras on Fluttershy’s gut, leaving her concerns that she might be letting in a con-colt, psychopath, thief, or lawyer in the dust.

“I’m sorry, I’m just… uhm… well, I grew up in Cloudsdale, not everypony there is very nice,” she explained, getting up and opening the door. The stallion shook himself off, and stepped inside, shivering as he wiped his hooves on the mat politely.

“I-I g-get i-i-it,” he stammered, shaking mightily from nose to tail-tip. “S-s-s-sorry ab-b-b-out the f-f-first imp-p-p-pression-n-n,” he added, gratefully accepting the towel that Fluttershy offered him.

“Oh, you poor dear… let me go make you some soup,” Fluttershy offered, scrubbing him dry vigorously with hooves and wings, worried by how much he was already shaking. “What’s your name?”

“A-a-a-S-s-seraph,” he said. Fluttershy brushed off the change of words as trying to start a longer sentence before just getting out his name. She glanced down, and smiled as she noticed the halo and wings on his flank.

What sort of bad pony would have those for a cutie mark, really?

“All right, Seraph, you just crawl under the blanket on the couch and I’ll go get some soup. If there’s a little white bunny under there, just tell him I said it’s all right, and that I’m making his favorite to make up for the inconvenience. Cream of carrot,” she added, turning around to hurry into the kitchen.

She never even noticed the way that Seraph’s eyes lit up at hearing the soup, let alone saw him stop shaking, saunter on over to the couch, and snuggle in under the blanket as though he belonged there.

~~~===~~~

“Mmm… you know, if you always cook like this, I might just not want to leave when the storm’s over!” Seraph told Fluttershy, looking up from his bowl of soup. His tongue flicked out, licking a bit of the orange meal off the brilliant white of his coat before he gave the pegasus a winning smile.

Fluttershy just giggled shyly, ducking behind her mane, letting the pink veil hide her aquamarine eyes. She shivered faintly, thinking about her companion. Seraph was a handsome stallion, if a little lean and lanky… no… wiry, that was the right way to describe him. He was wiry, with tight muscle in all the right places, just less of it than most earth ponies. Certainly not like Big Mac, but handsome in his own way, like a pegasus without the wings. Yes… that was it. His black mane actually was sculpted, she’d decided, though she didn’t know if it was because of gel or just naturally taking to the wavy shape it was in so well. And his coat… that pristine white coat, only marred by the white wings and golden halo on his flank, looked softer than anypony’s coat she’d ever seen!

I have to introduce him to Rarity later! She’ll just love him!

Wait… introduce him to Rarity? What am I thinking? Fluttershy suddenly started trembling as she realized what was happening. She’d just met this pony, and she was already thinking about introducing him to somepony? And yet… somehow… he just seemed so familiar already, like he’d known her for years.

“Thank you,” she whispered shyly from behind her mane. “It’s Angel Bunny’s favorite, when he’s been caught out in the rain.”

“So your rabbit’s name is Angel?” The stallion asked her with a grin. “Maybe I was supposed to get caught in the storm out here then.” He glanced over at the shuttered windows, still rattling with the rain pelting them. “Certainly weird for a storm like this to happen out of nowhere. Didn’t hear any sort of warnings, at least.”

“Well, the Everfree Forest can have very unusual weather,” Fluttershy explained quietly. “It’s not really under the Weather Team’s control, though I’m sure they’re trying to break it up.”

Don’t say anything about Discord, he wouldn’t under… Discord! Oh, you sneaky draconequus, you did do this on purpose, didn’t you?

Fluttershy picked up her own bowl of soup, drinking the last of it to hide her blush.

Thank you!

That explained everything, really. And it was so, so sweet… if she accepted, at least!

“Well… uhm… I don’t know if it’s going to stop tonight, but you can stay here until it passes.”

“Hey, thanks!” Seraph grinned. “Glad you’re feeling more comfortable, after how we first met,” he added, rubbing his nose. Fluttershy couldn’t hide her blush this time.

“I’m so sorry, about that,” she whimpered, slowly sinking beneath the surface of the table. “I was just… uhm… scared.”

She heard Seraph moving, but didn’t dare lift her head above the table to see where to… until a hoof hooked down beneath her face, pulling her back up to look into his own sapphire-blue eyes.

“First time anypony’s been scared of me,” he smiled softly, before the expression turned into more of a smirk. “At least when they weren’t supposed to be. Thanks for letting me in though. I’m not really used to being stuck in that position.”

“What position?” Fluttershy asked, sitting up with his encouragement.

“Asking for help from a pretty mare,” he replied. “I’m more used to being stuck in other positions. I’ll let you use your imagination,” he added with a wink. Fluttershy’s responding blush said ‘I am’ more plainly than anything she could have said. She let out a quiet, adorable squeak, and Seraph cocked an ear.

“What was that? I couldn’t quite make it out.”

The next squeak was marginally more audible, though still difficult to make out. Seraph leaned in closer.

“Say again?”

Here goes nothing, Fluttershy! She thought to herself, taking a deep breath… and this time, getting out words that could be heard and understood by something other than a dog.

“Maybeyoucouldshowmeinstead?”

Seraph turned towards her with a smug grin on his face, and leaned in even closer.

“I thought you’d never ask.”

~~~===~~~

Upstairs, in Fluttershy’s room, the butter-yellow pegasus led Seraph up to her door. It had almost seemed like the strange stallion had known where to go, but he’d let her lead the way all the same.

“I-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-“ Fluttershy stammered, trying to get out a whole word.

“In there?” He prompted, reaching over her to push the door open. “After you.”

“Thank you!”

Fluttershy walked in, trembling the whole way. She hopped up onto the thick, plush mattress of her bed, sinking into it gently. Seraph followed her over, leaning over the edge and stroking a hoof along her face.

“Hey, I know you’ve got a guest room or something… if you’re not cool with this….”

“Oh no, it’s not that!” Fluttershy protested, leaning up towards him. “It’s just that –“ Seraph leaned in close, kissing her heatedly. She was startled for a moment, but then melted into the contact, parting her lips to let his tongue in, reaching around to stroke his neck gently.

His fur is so soft!

She marveled at the texture of it; she’d been right before, it was softer than any pony she’d ever met! Almost like a bunny’s fur… but on somepony so much bigger and more handsome than a bunny!

“Scoot over,” Seraph commanded her. Nights before, she’d commanded the god of Chaos himself with all the resolve of a master dominatrix, but tonight there was no thought of trying to be in charge. She scooted back, the mattress shifting beneath her… and then Seraph climbed on, making the mattress sink the other way and sending her rolling on top of him.

“Eep!”

“Ow! I think you’re on my leg!“

“Oh, I’m so sorry, let me just –“

“OW! GETOFFGETOFFGETOFF!”

Fluttershy’s wings flared out in shock, poking out of the plush feather bed and flapping, lifting her off of him. The stallion curled up, cupping his groin where Fluttershy had just inadvertently tried to put her weight on.

“I’m sorry!” She whimpered, hiding her face. A moment passed as Seraph took several deep breaths, and then reached up to pull her out of the air, carefully guiding her down onto the bed next to him.

“Okay… it’s okay,” he panted, reaching up to stroke her twitchy wings with a hoof until she calmed down. “Just… why don’t you let me take the lead, okay? Relax, this won’t be any good if you’re all freaked out.”

Fluttershy took several deep, shuddering breaths, letting the wing massage help her calm down, her tail unconsciously flagging to reveal her sex as her heat-scent began to fill the room.

“Mmm… that’s much better,” Seraph crooned, kissing her again as her wings started to relax and fold in to her sides. He rubbed his hips against her thigh, his shaft slowly emerging from his sheath. It felt long and slender, but with a strange, almost spade-like shape at the very tip. Unable to resist, Fluttershy leaned away and looked down at him.

“Oh my! That’s odd….” She murmured, just before two white legs darted down to hide it.

“No, no, that was a good oh my!” Fluttershy said quickly, realizing her error, looking up at Seraph and smiling shyly. “I… uhm… I like odd. May I?” She asked, licking her lips with open hunger. Seraph’s hooves slowly withdrew, revealing his unusually shaped shaft.

“Be my guest,” he grinned.

“Mmm… well,” Fluttershy giggled bashfully, carefully shifting on the bed to bring her head down closer to the slightly curled tip of Seraph’s shaft. “Maybe not, but I’ll certainly make you glad that you’re mine!”

With that, she took a deep breath of his achingly familiar scent and moved her head forward, taking his cock into her mouth. As slender as it was, she could easily slide it to the back of her muzzle, her tongue lavishing it with attention all the way. Seraph’s eyes rolled back in his head as he reached down to run his hooves through her mane, curling them oddly, like he was trying to scratch her ears with them as she started to deep-throat him.

Fluttershy brushed it off as a quirk of his. It certainly didn’t feel bad, and combined with the audacity of taking a stranger into her bed to make her almost feel like it was her real first time all over again.

It’s going to be better this time. It’s going to go right this time! She told herself resolutely, reaching down to gingerly rub Seraph’s heavy balls. And it’s going to go for both of us.

She pulled back off of the stallion’s twitching member, reaching up to kiss his chest, licking at it, then his neck, submissively. She stood up over him, spreading her wings out wide… and then, in a classic display of pegasus-in-heat, withdrew them, flagging her tail up and out of the way as she nestled into the mattress.

“I love the way you look when you’re in this mood,” Seraph murmured, kissing her face gently as he rolled over on top of her, his soft fur sliding against hers as he rubbed his member against her flanks. “You’re in heat… sure you want this?”

“Oh yes,” Fluttershy whispered, her eyes shut tight. “So badly… if you don’t, I understand, but….” Seraph gently put a hoof against her muzzle, silencing her.

“You’ve put up with me long enough, I think I can give you something you want for once,” he murmured, sliding his hoof back to stroke one of her wings. Once, twice… on the third stroke, he slid himself into her eager body in slow counterpoint to the hoof sliding back along her side.

Seraph’s breath hitched as his spade-like shaft spread her body, the powerful muscles inside tightening around him hungrily as he sank inside.

Focus! You know how to do this, you’re not the warren stud for nothing you know! He started to thrust slowly, thinking about everything he could to hold off his climax, without completely losing his erection.

Griffons, Opal in heat, timberwolves, Gummy in the bathtub …

Beneath him, Fluttershy was whimpering hotly, hungry to feel his seed inside of her. She wondered about some of the things he’d said, but at this point, with her heat being sated and the scent of a male pony doing the job, she couldn’t really wonder all that hard. She squeaked as she came, her body clenching down hard around Seraph, pulling him in deeper, his tip almost brushing against the tight entrance to her womb.

Sweet Celestia, I need his cum now!

Fluttershy made the one conscious decision she could focus on, tightening the muscles in one flank, then the other, alternating them on the outside, and flexing her inner muscles at the same time. Her body rippled along Seraph’s length, the black-maned stallion’s eyes going wide and every muscle ahead of his waist relaxing in bliss at the sensation.

Tank visiting for tea and lettuce, Owlowicious coming over for dinner, Winona in heat! Oh, buck it!

Seraph’s thrusts stopped being measured, powerful movements of his legs, shifting instead to a punishing, rapid series of short thrusts that stabbed his shaft into Fluttershy’s spasming body almost at random. Fluttershy braced herself against the headboard, realizing just then that she might be able to get a little bit more. She pushed back against the bed, getting Seraph just a fraction of an inch deeper into her body.

Fluttershy’s squeal of orgasm filled the room, Seraph stiffening against her body as his balls pulled up, emptying copious amounts of his seed into her body, splashing it up against her cervix, letting it pool deep inside of her. He pressed himself as deeply into her as he could instinctively, trying to plant his foals into her fertile womb.

When he was finished, his energy spent, Seraph literally collapsed onto the bed, rolling himself off to the side so that he wouldn’t land on top of Fluttershy before he passed out. The pale yellow pegasus looked over at him, nuzzling his face tenderly as she spread a wing over him as a blanket.

“Thank you,” she whispered, snuggling up close to him as she let the rolling thunder in the distance lull her to sleep.

Author's Note

And so, this becomes the longest chapter of all. There will be a few others - obviously, these mega-chapters were NOT written in the course of a single prompt! Instead, some portion (in this case, the meal through to when Fluttershy starts the blowjob) were written for the prompt, and the rest of the framing material was written in the days/weeks surrounding it.

Of course, if you can't guess who Seraph really is... maybe you should eat more carrots? They're good for your eyes. :rainbowdetermined: