//------------------------------// // Capes and Catches // Story: Domestic Drabbles of Discord's Dimension // by GeekCat //------------------------------// Fluttershy yawned and sat up, blinking and looking around the bedroom. To her disappointment, Discord was not there—though there was a paper butterfly resting on his pillow. It flapped its wings and landed on her muzzle, and she heard Discord's voice in her head. "I hate to kiss and run," he said. "But Nightmare Night still calls. I'll fix a nice breakfast to make up for leaving you cold in bed." The butterfly flew up and landed on her forehead, and she felt the ghost of Discord's lips. She giggled, and the butterfly twirled off of her, landing and resting near the window. With a yawn, she laid back against her pillow, staring up at the ceiling. She laid in a state of fuzzy half-sleep for awhile, before she started to wake up a little more, and rolled over onto her side. As she moved, a flash of red and black caught her eye. She blinked, not remembering Discord adding anything to their room with those colors recently. She twisted her head to find the colors, focusing on the end of their bed. Hanging off of the bedpost was his cape from his costume last night. Other pieces of it were scattered across the floor, at least from what she could see...and there was a splotch of dried red liquid on the curtains. She couldn't help but shake her head a little. She rolled over, still trying to find a comfortable spot, but found herself shifting back to look at his cape again. Seeing it made her remember the night before...especially of the moment where he pressed her so close against his own body, using that cape to keep her trapped in and shielded from prying eyes. The memory made her blush...but it also excited her, much like Discord's actions tended to do. She found herself wanting that feeling back—of being wrapped close to Discord. So she crawled under the blankets and twisted, wrapping herself in a blanket burrito. She sighed and laid her head on her pillow, already feeling more satisfied...to a degree. The longer she laid there, the more she was reminded of that memory, which made her squirm, wanting more of the feeling than the blankets could give her. With a grumble, she finally sat up, moving to the bathroom to brush her mane and teeth and wash her face. When she was done, she came back into the bedroom, pausing in the doorway and staring a bit longer at his cape, along with the rest of the mess he had left. She gathered up the scattered parts of his costume one by one, setting them on a pile on top of their dresser...and after a moment of thought, spreading them out a little bit, leaving them a little bit disorganized. The only part left was the cape. She grabbed it, laying it out on the bed to fold it up...and paused. That memory, and the feeling it brought, was still bothering her. Seeing the cape looking so open and inviting like this...it made the feeling grow in intensity. Slowly, she dragged the cape to her side of the bed. Then, she laid down on top of it, wrapping it around her in the same way that she had with the blankets earlier. She inhaled, already feeling better as the soft cape trapped in her body heat, making her feel safe and cozy. The feeling was satisfying, and she found herself relaxing already...and there was something about the cape that, when she breathed in, it made her heart flutter. She inhaled again, this time holding a corner of the cape close to her muzzle. There was a faint scent there—a familiar one that really did make her heart flutter. It was something sweet, but also like the air before a thunderstorm, and like magic. It was Discord's scent, she thought with a soft smile. She held the cape closer to her muzzle and inhaled a bit deeper. If she closed her eyes...with his smell, and the heat of the cape, she could imagine that he was there, holding her close to his body. She shifted, trying to wrap herself more tightly while still being able to hold the cape close to her muzzle. It kept shifting in a way that made it hard to achieve both goals in a satisfactory way. She frowned...and then smiled a little, reaching up to clasp the cape around her neck. It was quite loose around her neck, since hers was thinner than Discord's, but it anchored the cape enough that she could both wrap herself in it while pulling a bit of it up to her muzzle. Laying like this allowed her to sink into a drowsy state again. She sighed, enjoying the warmth and scent, and curled up within the cape, eventually becoming sleepy enough that she began to nuzzle the corner of the cape nearest her muzzle. "Enjoying yourself?" Discord's voice said from the doorway. She froze, and slowly lifted her head up and turned to him. He was standing there with a miniature wood table laden with tiny foods in his hands, grinning widely. Her face grew warm, and she slowly reached up to unclip the cape from her neck. "Too late!" Discord said. Before she knew it, he had pounced on top of her, pining the sides of the cape and trapping her inside of it. "You're caught, my snuggly pegasus." She blushed, and still tried to unclip the cape. He caught her hoof with his tail before she could do so, grinned down at her. He slowly leaned down and pecked her lips lightly. "So..." he purred. "You really liked this cape of mine, huh?" She blushed. "I...it reminded me of last night," she said. "In the sanctuary..." His grin widened, and she felt her tail twitch against her hoof as it started to wag a little. She glanced away to avoid his eyes, feeling her blush grow hotter. "And it still smelled like you..." she said quietly. She felt him freeze above her, and glanced up out of the corner of her eye to see that there was a soft blush on his face, too. He sputtered a bit, then shook his head and grinned widely at her. "So that's why you like it so much?" he purred. "In that case...maybe you should keep it. It does make you look simply ravishing." Her blush reached a fever pitch, and she tried to bury her face in the folds of the cape. He laughed again, though she still spied the hints of a blush on his neck and ears. "I'm teasing, Flutters...mostly. You can keep it if you really want to," he said. She took a deep breath, feeling some of her blush go away, and pulled the cape away from her face. "Well...it is nice, but I like seeing you wear it. Maybe we could...keep it, and share it?" He smiled softly. "Of course, my dear...but for now, I'm going to release you! Only so you can enjoy the breakfast I've prepared." He let go of the sides of the cape, and she sat up, propping herself against the pillows as he grabbed the miniature table. He showed off how she could eat the tiny foods on it (mostly fruits that were barely larger than his fingers), and then placed the table so it was floating in the air between them, easier to grab and eat from. They munched on the meal, Discord taking dainty sips from a tiny teacup as she giggled, both of them relaxing. But as the food dwindled, Fluttershy inched closer and closer to him. He didn't react to it or say anything, but she knew that didn't mean anything. He could just be baiting her into another trap...but she still had to go through with her plan. As Discord was munching on a tiny banana, peel and all, she lunged towards him, throwing out the side of the cape and quickly wrapping it around his upper torso, hugging him close with one foreleg. He stared at her with wide eyes as she shifted her grip, holding his head close to her chest with both of her forelimbs and moving the cape so it would cover him. It didn't work perfectly—he was able to peek through the folds and grin up at her, his surprised expression melting into a happy one, and his arms and lower body were sticking out of the cape. He tucked his arms to his chest, curling closer to her and pressing against her chest and lap to fit more of himself into the cape. "Are you pleased with yourself?" he asked with a grin, as she tried to figure out how to stick her head in with him without uncovering him. He reached up and gently guided her head into the right position so that she could peer down at him, "trapped" between the cape and her body. "Yes," she said, bending her neck down to nuzzle and kiss his forehead. His grin widened, and she trailed her hooves up and down his body, while he stroked her cheek gently with his fingers. They spent the next few minutes gently touching and exploring each other's bodies, using their hooves and fingers respectively to stroke and caress, even using their muzzles and lips to be affectionate and get a better feel for each other. "...the meal's going to get cold," Discord said after a while, currently nuzzling into her chest and not sounding terribly sure. "None of it was hot," she said, stroking along the bases of his horns. "Unless there's another course that's cooling now..." "Maybe," he said. "Unless you don't want cinnamon-blueberry porridge..." "That does sound pretty good..." she said. She placed a final kiss on the top of his head, and pushed back the cape to let him out, shivering as the slightly cooler air brushed against her skin. Discord rolled off of her, stretching and popping some of his joints. She unclipped the cape from her neck and got out of bed. "You must have been out late last night," she said. "I'll go get the porridge so that you can rest a little. Is it in the kitchen?" He nodded, leaning back against his pillows, and she smiled and left the room. In the kitchen was a steaming pot of delicious-smelling porridge, with blueberries floating in it and a group of tiny flames shaped like ponies dancing underneath it. She smiled and filled two bowls, remembering to grab honey for herself and hot sauce and caramel for Discord, placing it all on a tray and heading back to their bedroom. She opened the door...and froze in the doorway. Discord stared back at her with wide eyes...with the cape held close to him, the neck held close to his muzzle. A pink blush started to creep up his neck, traveling all the way to the very tips of his horns. "...it smelled a bit like you," he said, slowly putting it back down and avoiding her gaze. She paused for a second, then smiled brightly, approaching him and closing the door. "So that's why you like it so much?" she said as she set the tray on the bed. "Well...maybe we should keep it. It does make you look ravishing." She smiled and winked at him as she sat on the bed, and his blush slowly turned from pink to red. He picked up his bowl, adding hot sauce and caramel. "...as soon as this is finished," he said. "We're going to have some fun times with that cape. Maybe even two capes. Sound good?" She blushed a little, but grinned and nodded, picking up her own bowl and quickly eating a few big spoonfuls. They smiled softly at each other as they ate, the traces of blushes still on their cheeks. Discord used his tail to put the cape on himself, winking and blowing her a kiss. She felt her blush come back, and playfully shoved his shoulder. "Wait until I'm finished," she said. "This is delicious, and I don't want to waste it." "Of course," he said, winking again and continuing to eat. She ate a little bit faster, just slowly enough to enjoy her meal...though she still tried to finish it quickly, her heart racing as Discord shifted the cape around himself.