Their First Time

by ThatOneWriter

First published

Eating out can be messy. But eating in is worse. Twilight and Fluttershy find this out the hard way.

Fluttershy couldn't contain herself while eating Twilight's pie, and now there's a huge mess for them to clean up. Who knew eating pie could be so messy!

And then Spike needed bleach to clean it up.


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Making a Mess

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Twilight and Fluttershy stood near the doorway of Golden Oaks Library. Fluttershy gently smiled and hummed to herself. Twilight returned her smile with a grin of her own. The two stared at each other, enjoying the moment and trying to make their time together last.

“So,” Twilight said quietly, “how did you enjoy our first time together?”

“It was wonderful, Twilight! I don’t think I’ve ever had that much fun before!”

Twilight’s grin widened. “Really?” She nuzzled her marefriend. “Well, I’m glad you enjoyed yourself.”

“Oh yes,” Fluttershy purred, nuzzling Twilight back. “I’m so glad I came.”

“Heh, I’m just glad I could get you to come.” She rolled her eyes. “It certainly took more work than I was expecting.”

Fluttershy blushed. “Well, I was a little bit nervous about the whole thing, to be honest.” She shuffled her hooves. “I mean, we only just got together. To already be doing this is a little bit faster of a pace than I’m used to.”

“I don’t want to feel like I’m rushing you, Fluttershy.” Twilight bit her lip. “If you’re uncomfortable with doing this so soon, then I’ll wait until you’re ready.”

“No, Twilight.” Fluttershy looked up and smiled slightly. “It’s fine. This was really fun.” She laughed. “I guess I should have been a bit more open-minded, huh?”

Gently, Twilight brushed her marefriend’s cheek. “Fluttershy, I would never, ever want to hurt you. Just let me know next time you feel hesitant, okay?”

Fluttershy nodded. “Alright,” she whispered.

“Heh, it was kind of cute to see you wriggling while you were nervous.” Twilight’s smile became a smirk. “But once we got going, you sure warmed up.” She giggled when she saw Fluttershy’s blush.

“Kind of…” she admitted. Covering her cheeks with her hooves, she hid behind her mane.

Twilight couldn’t contain her laughter. “I definitely did not expect you to adamantly shout at me to give you more.” She poked her marefriend in the side.

“Um, well, it was really good pie,” Fluttershy squeaked. “Peach is my favorite."

“I definitely did not expect you to like eating pie so much, either.” Eyes wide, Twilight recalled the sight of Fluttershy digging her entire face into her pie, completely without her normal shyness and hesitancy.

Fluttershy’s face positively glowed red. “I couldn’t help it! It was just so warm and juicy. And delicious…” She wiped a bit of drool off of her lip.

“I just didn’t expect that at all from you. You’re normally so… reserved.”

Her mind went blank. Her entire face heated up. She definitely needed to turn this conversation around so she wouldn’t be the only one who was embarrassed. “Y-yeah, well, what about when you popped my cherry?”

Now it was Twilight’s turn to blush. “I didn’t really expect that to happen. You just kind of got me going, y’know?”

“Y-yeah.” Fluttershy smiled, despite the fact that her blush had not yet faded. “I’m glad it was you, though. Anypony else would have been rougher and more violent. It would have been scary.” She brushed her hair back. “You were so… gentle.”

“Well, I didn’t want to ruin things for you.” Twilight rubbed the back of her neck. “You were having such a good time. I wanted to make sure you continued to enjoy it as much as possible.”

“Ugh, we made such a mess, too.” Sitting down, she rubbed her hooves against her temples. “I’m sorry. That’s going to take you forever to clean up!”

Twilight giggled, sticking her tongue out. “Well it might not have been so bad if somepony hadn’t gotten overexcited and squirted everywhere.”

Fluttershy averted her eyes. “S-sorry,” she squeaked. “I just got carried away! I was having so much fun with you, and I just lost control.”

“Heh, it’s okay, Fluttershy.” She wrapped her wing around her marefriend. “I’m partially to blame. After all, I’m the one who got you so wound up.”

“I suppose.”

Twilight poked Fluttershy in the side, causing her to laugh. The two ran around the room, Fluttershy trying to poke her marefriend back, and Twilight trying to get away. Eventually, Fluttershy trapped her in a corner and pounced on her. They collapsed into a heap of tickles and laughter.

The two sat in silence for a while, nuzzling each other. Eventually, however, they had to stand up again.

Twilight sighed. “We sure left a mess though.” she said, looking at the dirty sheet laying in the corner. As she floated it over, an evil smirk emerged. “We should get Spike to clean it up.”

“What?” Fluttershy’s hooves shot out in front of her. “No, we can’t do that, Twilight!”

She pouted. “Hm. I guess not. Otherwise he’ll ask me all kinds of questions that I don’t want to answer, like asking what the stain on the sheets is.” Twilight sighed. “I am so not ready to go there yet.”

“Yeah.” Fluttershy sighed. "I guess that’s what we get for having a picnic in your room though.”

“Ugh.” Twilight facehoofed. “Probably not my best idea, huh?”

Covering her mouth with her hoof, Fluttershy giggled. “No, probably not, Twilight.” She sighed. “I guess I’d better be going soon. Angel will be rioting if he doesn’t get some food soon. The other animals can fend for themselves, but they’re alway more troublesome when he’s acting up.”

“Probably.” Sighing, Twilight held up the messy sheet at her side. “And I should probably get this thing washed and changed out.” She took a close look at it. “Although I don’t know if these mayonnaise stains will ever come out.”

It was at that exact moment that Spike walked in. He looked from Twilight to Fluttershy, back to Twilight. His eyes widened.

"Um, what exactly is that stain on the sheets?"

Twilight opened her mouth, but he held up a claw.

"Y'know what, I actually don't want to know." He headed to the laundry room. "If you need me, I'll be trying to apply bleach to my brain now.”