Pinkie happily made her way through the path to her marefriend’s house, bouncing, of course.
It had been a week since Pinkie Pie and Fluttershy became each other’s marefriend, and ever since then, the two have become inseparable and unable to keep their hooves off of each other. With every picnic or outing spent with the rest of their friends, Fluttershy and Pinkie would sit side-by-side, with the former draping a wing around the latter. Plenty of kisses were shared between them to the point where the others began to amusingly shake their heads and roll their eyes.
The rainbow-maned pegasus of the group made sure to keep an eye on the couple, making sure to kiss and wrap a wing around her unicorn whenever Fluttershy did the same.
Thinking back to the past week, Pinkie felt foolish for worrying so much when they first became marefriends, because things were going swimmingly between them. So far, the two had spent their alone time together everyday, and so far, all of their friends, a bunny, and the Cakes have walked in on them. Although the pair felt nothing but love for one another, the farthest the two have ever gone were kisses on the couch when it came to 'getting intimate.'
The pink party pony was pleased with the advice she received from her cyan pegasus friend. In order to be the perfect marefriend to Fluttershy, just be yourself, because that’s what she wants. She honestly didn’t expect that. Pinkie knew her marefriend was almost a polar opposite to her—quiet, shy, and gentle, while she was overly cheerful, energetic, and quick.
Pinkie remembered in the past, when she first met the canary pegasus as a teenager, Fluttershy was afraid of her. Pinkie could understand why. A shy, nervous pony would definitely be afraid of a wild pony who would appear out of nowhere, trying desperately to be her friend.
Much like her best donkey friend, Fluttershy was the new pony in town and definitely hard to befriend. A simple hello made her shrink away into a ball, and any contact had her shaking like it was winter, even though it was summer at the time. There was a point where Fluttershy even started avoiding her, and would take off running to the nearest barrel to hide in whenever she was spotted. Even her usual routine of breaking into song out of nowhere didn’t work.
She was absolutely determined to make this shy pony her friend, and what she wanted the most was to just get her name. Pinkie had a countless number of friends, and it seemed like the pegasus didn’t have any, which made her even more determined. It felt like she got an early-birthday present from Celestia when she found out a certain cyan pegasus whom she befriended, although she found the party pony annoying, was the shy pegasus’ foalhood friend. Pinkie took the chance immediately and turned to her for some advice.
All it took was slowing down and relaxing with the shy pegasus to finally get a name and become her friend. Instead of throwing a huge ‘Welcome-My-New-Friend-to-Ponyville Party’ with everypony in town invited, she threw a quiet party with just them two, a giant box of cupcakes, and Fluttershy as the guest of honor. It was the first time she saw Fluttershy smile, and many more smiles were given to her afterwards.
Making her way to Fluttershy’s cottage, Pinkie took in the peaceful setting around her. The pink party pony had made her way through this path a ton of times, and it never got old for her. She waved at the songbirds that twittered around her and the small critters running from tree to tree. The dirt underneath her hooves was warm and soft, and she took a deep breath through her nose, smelling the fresh air of the edge of the forest.
As she crossed the bridge over the stream in front of the animal caretaker’s cottage, Pinkie peeked over and looked at her reflection, greeting herself and the tiny fish with a grin. The setting sun and the orange and red sky added to the peaceful setting around her, making the stream and her mirror image shimmer.
Pinkie never felt more relaxed in her life. Slowing down and relaxing with nature was something she rarely did, compared to how much time she spends partying, playing, and baking. With how much time she’ll be spending with her marefriend in the future, Pinkie knew she would have to adjust, and looking at Fluttershy’s home, the pink party pony had absolutely no problem with adjusting.
Finished taking in the nature around her, Pinkie waved goodbye to the fish as she bounced her way to her marefriend’s front door. She rapped a pink hoof to the wooden door and waited patiently for an answer.
It didn’t take long for the door to open, as if the pegasus was waiting right next to the door, just waiting for a knock. Ever since the party, the two met up at the same time everyday. It didn’t matter if they were at Sugarcube Corner or the animal caretaker’s cottage, it was always during the sunset when the pegasus heard a knock at her door, or the sound of a bell jingling over the entrance of Sugarcube Corner.
Pinkie grinned at the pink-maned, canary pegasus before her as a look of confusion crossed Fluttershy’s face. The shy pegasus opened the door expecting her pink marefriend, not a bunch of flowers in her face.
“Hmm! Mmmph hmm!” Pinkie said with her teeth clenched around a bouquet of light blue daisies.
Fluttershy placed a hoof over her mouth as she finally realized what was happening. Her marefriend grinned around the stems of the flowers, and Fluttershy found herself unable to resist smiling back at her.
“Oh Pinkie! Thank you!” Fluttershy excitedly clapped her hooves together. She leaned forward and inhaled the smell of flowers, which were mixed with the smell of baked sweets that naturally hung around the baker. “How did you know these were my favorite?”
“Mmmph hmmm!”
Fluttershy giggled and gave her marefriend a tiny apology before leaning forward and taking the bouquet with her own mouth. Pinkie giggled as she felt their lips brush together in the process and started happily bouncing in place as the pegasus took to the air and dropped the bouquet into her forelegs.
“Just a hunch!” Pinkie finally replied coherently as a box from Sugarcube Corner bounced up and down on her back with each hop.
“O-Oh! Please come in!” Fluttershy said hastily, realizing her marefriend was still bouncing outside her doorstep. She shut the door as Pinkie proceeded to bounce in, before flying off to a random direction and into another room.
Meanwhile, Pinkie tossed the box on her back onto Fluttershy’s coffee table in the living room before plopping onto the couch. As she settled into her seat, a few critters scampered to her from their small, hoof-made houses and to the pink party pony. For the past few days, the animals have seen the hyperactive pony visit her owner, and while some decided to stay away from the scary bundle of energy, a few had grown accustomed to her, and even decided to befriend her.
“Hey, you guys!” The pink party pony giggled at the ticklish feeling of her new squirrel friend running up her leg and into her poofy mane. The other animals followed suit, and another squirrel chased the other around her body, a mouse skittered around her hooves, and a cat wearing a blue bow snuggled up against her side. Even a hummingbird perched itself on her ear.
Fluttershy hovered in shortly afterwards, holding the bouquet of daisies, now in a vase, and placing it next to the box. The animal caretaker grinned as she saw Pinkie interacting with the critters. She was so glad her animals friends were getting along with her marefriend. It warmed her heart to see two of her favorite things together and enjoying themselves.
“Tick tick tick!” Pinkie replied to one of the squirrels chattering into her ear before turning to the animal expert. “That’s how you speak squirrel, right?”
Fluttershy giggled. “Well...”
“Uh-huh... okay... of course!” Pinkie replied to the squirrel before nuzzling it with her cheek and letting it go. The other animals, again, followed suit and left with the squirrel. “Good luck with your new dance step!” Pinkie called out, waving goodbye.
“Uh...” Fluttershy stuttered, speechless, as she sat down next to the pink earth pony. She decided not to question the pink party pony, her eyes falling on her new bouquet of daisies instead. “Thanks again for the flowers, Pinkie Pie,” she said.
“Mmhm!” Pinkie happily replied before leaning forward and kissing her marefriend, which the shy pegasus immediately returned. “Happy one week anniversary, ‘Shy-Shy!”
Fluttershy sat quietly for a second before letting out a nervous laugh. She honestly hasn’t been keeping count on how many days they’ve been dating, since the time they spent together kept her from paying attention to the small detail. The shy pegasus watched as Pinkie opened the box that she came in with, revealing a dozen vanilla cupcakes topped with pink frosting, which were her favorite. Looking at the vase of flowers and the box of cupcakes, Fluttershy’s eyes widened slightly as she realized they were almost like presents for their one week anniversary, and she didn’t have anything to give in return.
“Um, I’m so sorry, Pinkie,” Fluttershy quietly apologized as she nervously rubbed her forelegs together. “I didn’t even get you anything...”
Pinkie let out the giggle that Fluttershy adored as she reached over and grabbed two cupcakes, hoofing one of them to the pegasus. “Don’t be sorry, silly! I wasn’t expecting any presents anyway!”
Fluttershy timidly smiled to herself before peeling back the wrapper and taking a bite of her cupcake. She chewed it slowly, savoring the taste of vanilla and the sweet frosting that she loved. Looking at the dessert in her hoof, the shy pegasus noticed how the yellow wrapper added with the pink frosting resembled the color of her own coat and her mane. She pushed the thought away, instead thinking of it as a combination of her coat and her marefriend’s. Fluttershy took another delicate bite of her cupcake and turned to the baker, who was already on her fourth serving and ravaging it.
“These are delicious,” Fluttershy complemented, giggling at the sight of the pink earth pony mercilessly eating their dessert. “Did you make these?”
Pinkie nodded her head rapidly as she gulped the food down her throat. “Yes indeedy! I absolutely made sure to make them with a ton of love! And vanilla!”
Fluttershy reached over and started on her second cupcake as Pinkie started on her fifth. “Well, they’re really good,” Fluttershy said with a mouthful of cake and frosting, making sure to politely cover her mouth with a hoof as she spoke. “I wish I could make some this good.”
The baker immediately brightened. “Really?!” she asked excitedly.
Fluttershy flinched at the sudden reaction. “Um, y-yes? I’m not that bad at cooking, but...” Pinkie playfully rolled her eyes at her modesty. “I’m not nearly as good a baker than you or Applejack. I’ve tried before, and it was kind of... bad.”
Pinkie suddenly hopped up from her seat and stood with her chest proudly puffed out. “Then leave it to me! I, Pinkie ‘Cupcake Expert’ Pie, baker extraordinaire, shall teach you!”
Fluttershy let out a laugh and flashed an apologetic smile to the startled birds frantically flying from birdhouse to birdhouse. Before she knew it, a pink hoof presented an off-white card before her eyes. The shy pegasus gently took it between her hooves and analyzed it.
‘Pie, Pinkamena Diane, Ch.D
Baker, Cupcake Expert’
“Wow...” Fluttershy trailed off as she looked over the business card. “It has a watermark...”
The sun had finished its way down, making way for the moon to start off the night. As the couple sat on the couch, talking and eating cupcakes, and occasionally stealing kisses from the other, the animal caretaker panicked upon realizing that she was three minutes late to tending and feeding her nocturnal animals.
Pinkie happily offered to help, and Fluttershy accepted, excited to introduce her marefriend to more of her animal friends. Despite her usually loud personality, Pinkie remained quiet and whispered at all times, not wanting to disappoint Fluttershy or annoy the animals. It was something about nocturnal animals that irked her more than the cute critters found in the daytime.
The pink party pony loved Owlowiscious, but not when ten of them stared into her soul their giant, judgmental eyes. She didn't want any bats close to her face, and she was clinging onto Fluttershy in fear as she was happily introduced to Mr. Tarantula.
When they were finally finished, the two returned to the inside of the cottage and onto the same spot on the couch, continuing their time together.
"So Dashie is bringing Rare-Bear to go pranking with us!" Pinkie excitedly clapped her hooves together. "I can't wait!"
"Really? That sounds interesting." Fluttershy laughed as she tried to imagine the fashionista trying to pull off a prank, complaining about how messy the circumstances would be. "Oh, please tell me how that works out."
“Why would I have to tell ya when you can be there with us?!” Pinkie exclaimed before throwing her hooves around Fluttershy’s neck and putting on the best puppy-dog eyes she could muster up. “Please?”
Fluttershy gulped at the prospect of pranking an innocent pony and at Pinkie’s adorable face, unable to break eye contact. “I-I don’t know, Pinkie... I really don’t like hurting other ponies’ feelings.”
“It’s all in good fun!” Pinkie’s eyes glimmered. “Everypony laughs at the end—me, Dashie, the prankee, and now Rarity! Even you will!”
“Um, I-I... I can’t...” A drop of sweat ran down Fluttershy’s forehead.
Pinkie Pie’s azure eyes glimmered more than what should even be possible.
Fluttershy sighed, defeated. “Okay...”
“Yay!” Pinkie tightened her grip around Fluttershy’s neck as she embraced her, but not enough to hurt her, of course. “We’re gonna have so much fun!” She kissed the shy pegasus before she had to pull away. Pinkie held it for a moment, prolonging the connection between their lips to get a reaction from Fluttershy. As she quickly parted, Fluttershy’s face grew a blush as she pouted slightly at her. Pinkie giggled and gave her another reassuring kiss to change the pout into a smile.
Pinkie turned to the coffee table to take a victorious bite of a cupcake, but there was only one left. Flattened cupcake wrappers were scattered all over the table, and any other day, Pinkie would have immediately snatched up the last cupcake for herself. She decided against it, allowing her marefriend to have it, even if she has snatched a cupcake from the ruler of Equestria’s magic grip before.
“Here ya go, ‘Shy-Shy,” Pinkie said, offering the last cupcake to her.
“Oh, it’s okay. You can have it. I’m full anyway,” Fluttershy insisted.
“If you say so,” Pinkie sighed dismissively before shoving the dessert into her mouth. The messy bite caused some pink frosting to comically fly into random directions. Some hit the shy pegasus’ hoof, but most of it got on Pinkie’s face.
Fluttershy shook her head as she pulled out the hoofkerchief she kept for Pinkie and her frosting emergencies and proceeded to wipe the cream off of her hoof first. Reaching over to wipe Pinkie’s right cheek, the shy pegasus smirked as she got an idea. If her marefriend could tease her, why not tease her back?
“Sorry ‘bout that,” Pinkie giggled as Fluttershy finished cleaning one side of her face.
Fluttershy tossed her hoofkerchief over her shoulder instead of finishing cleaning the remaining frosting on her face. “It’s okay, Pinkie,” she said before leaning forward and closing her mouth over the pink party pony’s cheek, licking away the frosting. Pinkie Pie squeaked at the unexpected contact as her already pink face flushed. Fluttershy giggled into Pinkie's cheek, mentally patting herself on the back for Pinkie’s reaction.
The shy pegasus never thought she could do something as bold as that. Pinkie was only one of the few ponies who could bring her out of her shell, and the only pony she felt she could do this with. Pinkie wouldn't judge her or embarrass her.
Despite Pinkie's initial reaction of embarrassment, she found herself enjoying the light caresses of Fluttershy's tongue against her cheek. Pinkie hooked a foreleg around the other's neck, pulling her body closer to her own until their chests pressed together, urging her to continue.
Just as Pinkie found herself enjoying the affectionate gesture, Fluttershy began to enjoy it as well. After giving a kiss to Pinkie's flushed cheek, she trailed her tongue down Pinkie's jawline and to her neck. The sweet aftertaste of the frosting added with the natural sweetness of her marefriend’s skin had Fluttershy growing addicted to it.
The pink party pony giggled at the ticklish feeling against her sensitive neck and let her eyes close. She unconsciously took her marefriend’s ear between her teeth and gently nibbled. Fluttershy buried her face against the other’s neck, stifling a moan she was unable to hold back. The shy pegasus continued to lick, kiss, and occasionally nibble at Pinkie’s neck, losing herself in the fun activity.
As the ministrations against her neck continued, Pinkie could feel each of Fluttershy’s licks progressively escalating from fun and playful to slow and intimate.
“‘Shy-Shy?” Pinkie called for her attention after releasing Fluttershy’s ear from her mouth.
Fluttershy’s eyes snapped open, halting in the middle of a particularly long lick. She looked at the curvy, pink neck in front of her, noticing just how wet one side of it was of her own saliva. Fluttershy quickly pulled away as an embarrassed blush threatened to light her cheeks on fire.
“O-Oh! I’m sorry, Pinkie! I got a little carried away...” Fluttershy apologized nervously, searching for her hoofkerchief that she carelessly tossed away. “Please tell me if I do something that makes you uncomfortable. I’ll stop.”
“‘Shy-Shy,” Pinkie repeated. Fluttershy nodded, allowing her to continue. The two stared at each other in silence before Pinkie finally decided to speak. “I got a little frosting on my lips,” Pinkie said. “Wanna get it for me?”
The shy pegasus blinked, staring at her blankly. Her aquamarine eyes landed on the pink lips that she's grown to love, and unsurprisingly, there was no frosting to be seen. Nevertheless, Fluttershy leaned forward and whispered, "Of course," before pressing her lips against Pinkie's.
Pinkie giggled into the pegasus’ lips, realizing her corny joke actually worked. Fluttershy giggled as well, unable to resist her marefriend's infectious, adorable laugh. The two proceeded to kiss each other, losing themselves in the experience. The softness of Fluttershy’s lips never ceased to amaze the pink party pony, while the taste of sugar and vanilla cupcakes always had Fluttershy craving for more.
Fluttershy remembered her first time kissing Pinkie Pie during the party, when the pink earth pony was just a crush for her to admire. After having countless dreams of her former-crush, now marefriend, it felt like she was in her own heaven when they finally kissed. Even seven days after the party, the many kisses they shared still felt amazing, and each kiss would get better than the last one.
Fluttershy softly trailed her tongue along Pinkie's lips, licking away the imaginary frosting. Although it was imaginary, Pinkie's natural sweetness still managed to invade her taste buds. Wrapping her forelegs around Pinkie's neck, she eased her tongue passed her lover's lips and into her mouth, caressing every inch of the familiar territory with her tongue.
It didn't take long for Pinkie to start using her own tongue. Whenever the pair would kiss like this, they never wrestled or fought for dominance, they simply danced, sharing warmth between their mouths. Pinkie ran her hooves along the pegasus' sides, revelling the softness of her coat. Just like the shy pegasus' lips, her body was softer than anything she's ever touched.
The two finally parted after what seemed liked an eternity. Turquoise eyes met azure as they tried to catch their breath. Bright red blushes remained on their faces, and Fluttershy's cheeks grew darker as she realized her canary wings were proudly spread out to their full length. Pinkie giggled, watching the pegasus try to force down one of her wings with her hooves, only for it to snap back up.
"C'mon, silly, it's not like I haven't seen that happen before," Pinkie said, dismissively waving her hoof to the feathered appendages. "Plus, I love your wings!"
"Y-You do?" Fluttershy asked, having given up on pushing them down. "They're nothing special, really. I'm not a strong flyer or anything, and–"
"No, no, no," Pinkie interrupted, her eyes half-lidding. "Doesn't matter if you're not a strong flyer! Your wings are long, shiny, pretty, and super soft! And I love them!"
Fluttershy smiled shyly at the compliment, playing with her mane nervously out of habit. "Well... I do make sure to preen them regularly."
Pinkie suddenly brightened up. "Ooh! Want me to preen you?"
A look of confusion crossed the pegasus' face. Looking at her marefriend, it was quite obvious she wasn't a pegasus and didn't have wings. So how could the earth pony possibly try to preen her wings correctly without having a pair of her own?
"Oh!" Before Fluttershy could question her, the pink party pony hopped up from her seat and landed behind the canary pegasus. She felt Pinkie expertly take one of her feathers between her teeth before straightening it, and what made Fluttershy almost melt, smoothing it down with her tongue. Fluttershy bit her lip to keep herself from making any unnecessary noises, but as her marefriend repeated the preening process over and over again, she couldn’t control the moans and gasps coming from her mouth.
“P-Pinkie...! Where did you... learn how to preen?” Fluttershy managed to say between her heavy breaths.
“Foalsitting,” Pinkie proudly replied. “Funny how I never knew it felt good for grown up pegasuseses. Pound always hates it.”
“You... You’re great at it... Pinkie,” Fluttershy complimented.
“Aww, thanks, ‘Shy-Shy!” Pinkie said, giving the sensitive wing another lick before switching to the other one. The sounds that Fluttershy made encouraged the pink party pony to keep going. Each cute little moan and gasp was pleasing to hear, and she had complete control over it. A long, drawn out lick would result in a low moan, and an experimental nip resulted in a squeak.
Although Fluttershy started off bold and assertive, she had completely melted under Pinkie’s spell as she smoothed down the last feather with her tongue and started running her hooves from the base of her wings to the primary feathers. Leaning over the pegasus’ shoulder, Pinkie flashed her marefriend a smile before kissing the corner of her lips. Fluttershy turned to the pink mare, and their eyes locked. Her cheeks were flushed, her breathing was slightly elevated, and for the first time, Pinkie could see lust in the Element of Kindness’ eyes.
Before Pinkie could even think, Fluttershy turned around to face her marefriend and hungrily reconnected their lips. Despite the passionate roughness she put into the kiss, the shy pegasus gently pushed Pinkie down onto the couch, putting herself on top.
The signs were completely clear. Pinkie could feel Fluttershy gasping into the kiss, along with gentle hooves caressing all over her body. Breathing through her nose, Pinkie could also faintly smell her marefriend’s arousal. The heat she could feel from much further down was much more prominent.
At that very moment, a white fluffball wearing a hoof-stitched nightcap over his large ears scampered down the stairs and into the living room. He made his way to the kitchen, seemingly for a late night carrot, yawning and sparing a glance at the lively couch. Continuing his hop to the kitchen, it only took a few seconds for him to freeze in his tracks.
Angel slowly turned to the couch to find his mama on top of the pink menace, apparently in the middle of mating... again. With their eyes closed and minds preoccupied on nothing but each other, the two didn’t even notice the bunny standing there. He immediately shielded his eyes behind his paws in disgust.
Any other day, the bunny would save his owner from anypony who dared to violate her, but it was just Pinkie Pie. Angel remembered all the times his owner would go off on how much she loves the pink earth pony and how much time they spent with each other now that they’re together. Keeping his eyes shut, he inched his way toward the kitchen. He could sleep there for tonight.
Pinkie gently pushed her hooves against Fluttershy’s chest, pulling away from her. The pink party pony tried to catch her breath, taking in deep breaths. Having the Element of Kindness kiss her like this, it was the teeniest bit overwhelming for her.
“Too... too much kissing?” Fluttershy asked, also in need of some air.
Pinkie shook her head. “Course not... I love kissing you,” she said before flashing her a smile. With Fluttershy on top of her, her long, pink mane fell around their heads, creating somewhat of a pink curtain around them. Looking at her marefriend, the lust in her eyes were still there, the smell of Fluttershy’s arousal was stronger, and with the current position they were in, she could feel the heat between them even more.
The smile on Pinkie’s face slowly went straight before she asked the question that was stuck in her mind and begging to get out. “Are you sure, Fluttershy?”
“About what?”
“Well... y’know...” Pinkie gestured at the intimate position they were in.
Fluttershy looked down at Pinkie. After all the kissing they did, she actually didn’t get to see her face often, and the sight of her marefriend submissively laying below her threatened to turn her pink cheeks orange. “Um... if—”
“... Having sex so soon!” Pinkie quickly blurted out before she could even finish.
An awkward silence grew between them before Fluttershy echoed Pinkie. “So soon?” Pinkie nodded nervously.
“‘Shy-Shy, how about we wait until it’s time? I really, really want it to be special, especially for you.” Fluttershy remembered Pinkie saying that to her the morning after the party, when they woke up together. She also remembered the nervousness that was clearly evident in the usually carefree pony's voice when Pinkie had said that.
Fluttershy smiled warmly at her marefriend. "Is that what you were nervous about?"
“Huh? Nervous?” Pinkie asked in confusion. “What are you talking abou–”
Fluttershy pressed a canary hoof against Pinkie’s lips—which were still slightly moist, for obvious reasons—effectively cutting her off. “It’s okay, Pinkie. I understand,” she said while giving the mare below her a comforting nuzzle.
Pinkie didn't know how to respond. She couldn't think of anything witty to say that was still appropriate, nor could she say anything comforting, because she was the one being comforted right now. She allowed herself to lean into the nuzzle her marefriend was giving her, opting to stay quiet.
The companionable silence between them lasted a few minutes until Fluttershy finally broke it with a question. “How long have we been together, Pinkie Pie?”
Pinkie tilted her head. “A week.”
“Mmhm,” Fluttershy nodded at her, keeping the warm smile on her face. “Now, how long have we known each other?”
Easy, Pinkie said in her head before answering. “Four years. Four years, nine moons, and twelve days.”
“Y... Yes,” Fluttershy said, bewildered by the very specific answer. She quickly regained her composure as she nestled herself into a more comfortable position on top of Pinkie. “Four years... nine moons and twelve days. That’s a long time, Pinkie.” Fluttershy paused, looking into her bright blue eyes. “I don’t think we’re moving too fast at all.”
“I haven’t even... taken you on our first date yet,” Pinkie argued.
“Well,” Fluttershy giggled, gesturing to the bouquet of flowers and the empty box of cupcakes. “This seems like a date to me.”
“Really?” Pinkie asked. “But this isn’t a fancy restaurant. Cupcakes aren’t a fancy dinner. There’s no candles, no dresses, and no fancy, mustachioed waiter who judges us for both being mares!”
“While that does sound like a nice first date, I prefer a date like this a lot more with just you and me. Really, I don’t deserve any of that.”
“But you do deserve that!” Pinkie exclaimed loudly.
The silence that followed Pinkie’s statement was tense. Fluttershy’s smile changed into a frown, realizing that the cheerful mare below was also frowning. It was a rare sight that Fluttershy hated seeing. Frowns should never be on Pinkie’s face.
“You’re Fluttershy,” Pinkie continued. “The nicest, kindest, prettiest, most talented and amazing pony I know, and I know a lot of ponies! You used to be a supermodel for pony’s sake, and I don’t know how you fell for me, ‘cause I’m not nearly as pretty and perfect as you, but all I know is that you deserve the best, and I’m gonna try and give it to you!”
Fluttershy found herself tearing up at Pinkie’s words. To have the pony she’s loved for years say such kind and loving things to her, it felt surreal. When the pink party pony was just a crush to her, a moment like this was above every countless dream she’s had of them just kissing, holding, and loving each other. Fluttershy loved those dreams, but this was way better.
“You have the best smile I’ve ever seen on a pony, ‘Shy-Shy, and you don’t show it a lot. I’ll be the best marefriend ever, so I can see it all the time!” Pinkie finished. She waited for a response from Fluttershy, and she was received with canary forelegs wrapping around her neck and a soft face burying into her neck. Pinkie smiled—it was a good response. However, what she did not expect was a cold, wet feeling drying on her coat and the sound of sniffles.
"F-Fluttershy...?" Pinkie gently lifted her marefriend's head to meet her eyes, and sure enough, her turquoise eyes were wet with tears. "What's wrong? Why do I always make you cry before we do it?"
Fluttershy smiled as Pinkie wiped the tears from her face with a hoof. She sniffled once more before burying her face back into Pinkie's neck. "N-Nothing. Nothing's wrong."
The two lovers relaxed, letting a comfortable silence fill the air. Nothing else needed to be said, so they simply allowed themselves to lie on one another, cuddling and sharing warmth. Fluttershy’s tears of happiness had subsided, and Pinkie slowly wrapped her forelegs around the other. Fluttershy had never felt safer and more comfortable in her life.
With the silence continuing to drag on, and Pinkie not being able to see Fluttershy’s face, she would’ve thought Fluttershy had fallen asleep on the spot, but surprisingly, the pegasus broke the silence. “And to answer your question, Pinkie... I am sure. I’m very sure...”
It took a second for Pinkie to realize what she was talking about, and when she did, a small smile slowly grew on her face.
“But...” Fluttershy continued. “We don’t have to right now. Not if you want to. We can take it slow.”
With all the worry and nervousness completely out of her system now, Pinkie giggled, tightening her grip around Fluttershy and burying her hooves into the pegasus’ soft feathers. “Didn’t you just say four years, nine moons, and twelve days is long enough?”
Fluttershy blushed as she nervously rubbed her foreleg against the other. “I did... Didn’t I?”
“Silly,” Pinkie said.
Fluttershy squeaked as her marefriend tossed her into the air. Before she could get her wings to work, she found herself comfortably riding on Pinkie’s back. The pink party pony hopped off of the couch and trotted toward the stairs, making her way up and into Fluttershy’s room with the shy pegasus still on her back.
Closing the door behind her, Pinkie advanced toward the bed and slid Fluttershy into it. She waited for her to get comfortable before climbing onto the bed herself and putting herself on top of her marefriend.
Fluttershy smiled shyly after placing her hooves on Pinkie’s shoulders. Pinkie responded with a smile of her own, tangling her hoof around the end of the pegasus’ long, pink mane.
“So how do you want your first time to be, ‘Shy-Shy?” Pinkie asked.
Fluttershy was quiet, not sure how to answer a personal question like that. “Um, I don’t know... I just want it to be...” She paused. “... nice.”
“Well,” Pinkie said as she placed a pink hoof onto the trio of butterflies adorning her marefriend’s thigh. “Lucky for you, I’ll make it way better than just nice...”
Fluttershy let out a shuddered breath. “Wait, wait, wait.”
“Hm?” Pinkie tilted her head. “You okay?”
“O-Of course, I just...” Fluttershy trailed off as she spread her wing, specifically her left one. She easily spotted her longest primary feather and pushed her wing closer to her face. Looking at the feather, she remembered all the conversations she had with her parents, even Rainbow Dash, about the right pony to give it to.
Fluttershy didn’t hesitate to take the feather between her teeth and yank her head to the side, letting out a tiny squeak of pain as the primary feather was pulled out of its wing.
“‘Sh... Shy-Shy?” Pinkie stammered. The pink party pony watched as Fluttershy leaned forward with the feather and placed it behind her ear. Pinkie would’ve been very confused if it wasn’t for Rarity and Dashie, the former wearing a long, cyan feather on the same spot everyday, which the latter had given to her. She desperately wished she had a mirror to see how it looked on her.
“Happy one week anniversary,” Fluttershy said, smiling. “I love you, Pinkie.”
Pinkie had to fight to keep herself from tearing up. “Love you too, ‘Shy-Shy.”