“Have you seen my earrings?”

“You put them on the vanity, dear.”

In a flash of light, a pink blur shoots past the stallion. While total chaos happens behind him, he looks calmly into his mirror, fixing his bowtie until it’s completely perpendicular to his neck.

“Oh, no! Where’s my necklace?”

“On the dresser, dear.” Again, another pink blur soars behind him, but the white stallion never once takes his eyes off of the image in the mirror. “How does this look? Do you think it looks straight?”

Finally, he looks in your direction, showing you a less-than-confident smile while you try to ignore the flashing colors at his back.

“Uhh, yeah!” you say with similar confidence--or lack thereof. “If 180 degrees had a picture in the dictionary, it would definitely be that bowtie!”

Shining Armor tries to smile past the obvious cringe on his face, but before he can react, the roseate blur finally takes the shape of an alicorn mare, tilting her crown as she takes her husband’s place in front of the mirror. “Thank you again for coming so last minute, Anon!” she says, imitating the exact scene her husband was doing just a moment ago. “You probably had plans tonight, but we just barely got message about the new yak coronation, and you know how unreasonable their standards can be sometimes, plus you’re Flurry Heart’s favorite foal-sitter, and--”

“Don’t worry!” you say, holding up your hands before Cadence can talk herself into an even bigger panic attack. “I promise I didn’t have anything going on tonight. You just worry about getting to Yakyakistan before they start without you!”

As Cadence finishes the final touches on her crown, however, Shining Armor breathes a sigh of relief before placing his hoof on your shoulder. “Thanks, man. I know I can always count on you in a pinch, especially since Flurry asked for you specifically.”

You rub the back of your head and blush. “I didn’t realize I was that good at foal-sitting.”

“I guess she’s just more comfortable with you than one of the royal servants.” The stallion chuckles, looking off into the distance. “It seems like just yesterday when we first introduced you to her. Remember how she used to call you Uncle Nonny?”

“You know, I was just thinking about that.” Shining Armor lifts a curious eyebrow. “Do you really think she needs a foal-sitter? I mean, she’s already ten years old, after all.”

The white stallion blinks like you’re telling a joke, then leans in closer with a look of concern. “Anon, I appreciate that you think Flurry Heart is responsible enough to take care of herself while we’re gone, but we’re not exactly going to a play where we can come back after a couple hours. We’re going all the way to Yakyakistan. We’ll be gone for three days bare minimum. Can you imagine what would happen if Flurry got hurt while we were away?”

Suddenly, Cadence’s ears perk up. “What? Who’s hurt? Do we still have the number for that surgeon in Canterlot?”

With a soft chuckle, Shining Armor places a gentle hoof onto his wife’s back. “Don’t worry, honey. Everything will be fine. Anon has everything covered, don’t you, buddy?”

“Of course!” you say, giving the couple a thumbs up, and in all actuality, you’re not the least bit concerned. You must have foalsat for Flurry Heart a good twenty times by now, and the only thing that makes tonight different than any other night is the fact that you’ll be staying over for the night…. sleeping in their bed… not weird, right?

With a deep sigh, the princess of love places a hoof onto her chest, giving you a smile to contrast her previous panic attack. “Thank you, Anon. I don’t know what we’d do without somepony--er, creature--as dependable as you are.”

You’ll probably never get used to ponies calling you that.

“Hey, you guys have a train to catch, don’t you?” As soon as the words come out of your mouth, though, the two ponies in front of you tilt their heads in confusion. “Uh… You do take a train to Yakyakistan, don’t you? You know what? I’m just going to stop pretending like I know Equestrian geography. Where’s Flurry, by the way?”

“Oh, she’s just taking a bath right now,” Cadence answers. “She said she wanted to get freshened up before you got here.”

Now you’re the one tilting your head to the side. “Is that normal? Like does she do that for all of her foalsitters?”

Before they can answer your question, however, a nearby clock begins to ding throughout the crystal castle, filling the corridors with a loud echo. Just as soon as Shining Armor and Cadence had stopped panicking, the anxiety from before returns with just as much severity as earlier, leaving the two of them jittering nervously again.

“Shoot! We’re going to be late!” Cadence exclaims. “Make sure Flurry Heart eats her carrots and brushes her teeth before bed. We’ll see you in a few days! The first aid kit is in the pantry if you need it!”

Shining then grabs Cadence around the waist, gently leading her towards the front doors before she can find something else to worry about, and with a silent wave to send them off, you find yourself alone in the crystal castle. The door shuts with a loud clang that could only be made possible by double doors made specifically for royalty. You still can’t believe that out of all the ponies that exist in this world, you happened to become best friends with probably the most famous couple in all of Equestria!

That enthusiasm quickly fades away, however, as soon as you realize that you need some snacks.

“Gonna get me some creampuffs, some soft, sugary crea-hee-heempuffs,” you sing giddily as you dance your way over to the kitchen pantry. The compensation is nice for how little work you have to do, but probably the best part of your job is the open access to all of their delicious treats. At least, they’ve never said you couldn’t eat all their food. “Let’s see… Cereal, rice, peanutbutter--Huh. Yep, there’s the first aid kit. They definitely put it in a place I would remember, but where are those--”

“Heyyyy, Nonny~!”

You suddenly turn your head to see a light pink foal with a multicolored mane standing behind you, fluttering her eyelashes. Half of your mind is wondering if she’s actually wearing makeup, but the other half of you is still stuck on where you’ll be able to find those snacks in their enormous kitchen.

“Hey, Flurry! Done with your bath already?”

“Maaaayyyybeeee.” She then approaches even nearer, leaning her face towards yours at an almost intimate closeness. “You know, the water’s still warm if you wanted to take one yourself.”

“Hmm? No, I’m good. I took a shower last Tuesday. Say, do you know where your parents put all the junk food around here?”

The alicorn’s cheek immediately puffs out as her eyebrows furrow in agitation. “I’m right in front of you and all you can think about is food?!”

Your giddy grin begins to disappear just as quickly as it came. You completely forgot that even though she’s not exactly a misbehaved foal, she’s still a princess, with all the bells and whistles that come from a high-maintenance filly with a need for constant attention. With a sigh, you ignore your sugar cravings just long enough to squat down to her eye level, giving her the biggest smile in your arsenal.

“Sorry. You’re right. It’s been a while since I’ve seen my favorite filly, hasn’t it?”

Finally, her apprehensive scowl begins to soften, once again turning into that girly smirk that she loves to show off. “Too long! How come you never come over anymore? You haven’t found a girlfriend yet, haaaave yoooouuu?”

Flurry Heart leans forward to put a hoof on your chest, coming in just close enough for you to smell the lavender-scented body wash from her recent bath. With your cheeks turning a soft shade of red, however, you casually back away, rubbing the back of your head.

“Uh, n-no, I haven’t quite met the right pony yet.”

The filly snickers. “So you’re available, then.”

‘Alone’ was more like what you had in mind, but you like Flurry Heart’s idea better.

“Listen,” you say, “I think I might have an idea that could make us both happy.”

“You marrying me?”

“...Or you could tell me where your parents stash the creampuffs and I won’t mention how I let you eat sweets before dinner.” The alicorn’s smile fades again, this time giving you a blank, annoyed expression that you should have seen coming. “Plus, we can eat them together and have one of those… conversation thingies you like to do.”

Suddenly, her demeanor does a complete 180 to the point where you can practically see sparkles in her eyes. “You mean my open-heart confession sessions?! Yes! Oh, and my mom put the creampuffs on the top shelf where only somepony who can use magic will be able to reach them. She hid them up there so you wouldn’t keep eating all our food.”

You blink in surprise, ready to curse out that stupid horse lady right in front of her daughter until you see a box of creampuffs being lowered by a golden glow. This filly always finds a way to warm your heart, probably just because she knows that it’s the only way you’ll actually talk to her, which is sort of weird in your mind. When you were a kid, you wanted the babysitter to leave you alone so you could play videogames while your parents were away, but Flurry Heart can’t seem to get enough of you.

“Come on!” she shouts, grabbing onto the hand that isn’t holding onto a box of sweets. “Let’s go to my room! You can see all the redecorating I’ve done!”

“Oh, did you reorganize your doll collection?”

You’re totally serious, but Flurry Heart gives you a look of disdain. “Quit being a butt and let’s goooo!”

Honestly, even after spending as much time with her as you do, you still haven’t quite mastered the art of saying the right things to her yet. You somehow always manage to say things that offend her in some way, but for some weird reason, she never holds it against you. Even growing up with a castle and servants, she never acts the least bit spoiled or bratty. She just wants you, flaws and all, and even though you don’t see why, she always seems so happy just being near you.

You half-follow her/half-get tugged away as she leads you up to her bedroom. Just so long as she’s happy and safe, this job will be a breeze…

...or so you thought.

“Nope. I’m leaving.”

“Waaaaiiittt!”

As soon as you turn back towards the hallway, Flurry Heart grabs onto your hand, flapping her wings as hard as she can to keep you from leaving. You can just barely outpower her, but you also know that she could easily just put you in a magical forcefield if you struggle too hard. Finally, you stop where you stand, let out a long sigh and pinch the bridge of your nose.

“Honestly, what did you expect me to say when I saw this?”

“That you love me?”

Not exactly the phrase you’d normally say to a filly when you walk into her room and see rose petals scattered everywhere. She even has candles lit up in various places, making you wonder who would ever think it was a good idea to let her use matches.

“How did you even get this all set up?” you ask.

“Oh, I just had one of the royal servants take care of this for me. She supports our love.” You give her a dull stare, but she either ignores it or is too dense to notice. “So what do you think? Pretty romantic, huh?”

“...I’m telling your dad.”

“NO!” Flurry Heart then falls onto her stomach, reaching up to grab your hands as she pleads dramatically. “I’ll do whatever you want! Just please don’t tell him!”

You lift an eyebrow in suspicion. You know that she’s serious about not wanting you to tell her dad about this, but you also know that the longest she’d be able to keep herself from bringing it up again would be around eleven seconds. You breathe heavily, wiggling one hand out of Flurry Heart’s grip to run your hand through your hair.

“Fine. Let’s just have one of those talky obsessions sessions you mentioned earlier.”

“Yes!” Flurry heart quickly blows out all the candles and turns on the lights to her bedroom, using her magic to pull out chairs, a table, and a tea set on top. “You can sit here, Anon. Since my parents are gonna be gone for a while, that means the two of us can have a looooooong discussion this time.”

“Oh. Cool.” You take your place at the table across from her, but you’re more focused on eating as many creampuffs as you can than having an actual, enjoyable conversation. Maybe if you bore her enough, she’ll leave you alone and start watching cartoons or something. “So--munchmunchmunch--what jij you wanga kalk about?”

Flurry Heart’s pupils turn into hearts for some unknown reason as she rests her chin in her hooves, which gradually fall weakly on the table. “Oh, Anon. I thought you’d never ask! I wanted to talk to you about how you met my daddy.”

You gulp a hard creampuff down your throat before lifting an eyebrow. “Seriously? Have I never told you that story?”

“You probably have. Sometimes I stop paying attention and just stare into your eyes.”

“...Yeah, you’re gonna have to stop that. Anyway, we actually met through Sunburst.”

Flurry Heart tilts her head as she pours herself a glass of tea. “My magic teacher?”

“Yeah. When I first came to Equestria, Princess Celestia sent me over to the Crystal Empire so that Sunburst could see if humans had any possible magical capabilities in this world.” You take another bite into your creampuff, washing it down with chamomile as Flurry listens with interest. “Turns out we don’t, but that’s how I met your dad. Since Sunburst is your magic teacher, I ran into your dad a lot while Sunburst was running analysis projects. Then we just kinda hit it off, and you know basically everything that happened after that.”

“How did you end up in Equestria, anyway?”

“One of Twilight’s spells went wrong.”

“Ah. Always a good trope.”

You’re about to take out another creampuff and begin digging in, but you notice that Flurry Heart is just sitting there with a smile on her face, eagerly awaiting for you to talk more about yourself. Finally, you put the snack back into its box and place the box on the table, leaning in with a smile of your own.

“How about you, Flurry? I feel like we talk about me all the time, but I don’t really know what’s going on in your life.”

The alicorn practically spits out her tea, her pupils turning into stars as she smiles from ear to ear, immediately making you regret your decision. As quickly as her face turns to pure excitement, though, her grin fades as she places a hoof to her chin, looking off into the distance.

“You know, now that you bring it up, I don’t really know what to talk about. You know my parents, you know I’m a princess, you’ve seen my house…”

“How about your friends?”

The filly suddenly cringes, not like you said something weird, but more like you brought up something she doesn’t want to talk about. Then, to make things worse, she looks down at her table, her ears folding down as her smile droops further. “I… I don’t really have any friends. I have ponies my age at school that I talk to, but it’s different when you’re a princess.”

You lean back in your seat, raising an eyebrow. “What do you mean?”

“I mean none of us are really friends. Can you imagine how awkward it would be for our parents if I got into a fight with a friend at school? These aren’t dentists and librarians we’re talking about. Our parents are all nobles, politicians and diplomats. We’re just supposed to behave in the meantime so that they can all do their jobs without having to worry about their foals screwing up public relations.”

“Public relations? How do you even know those words?”

“It’s just the common vernacular we use at Crystal Prep. Why? Are you impressed?! Please say yes!”

To be honest, you are, but you can’t let her know that. Just the idea of how she would act if she found out that she could impress you would lead to a slippery slope you don’t feel like going down right now. Still, though, when you were her age, the only thing you learned at school was how to breathe with two pencils shoved up your nose.

“Sounds rough.”

“Yeah… but that’s OK! You don’t have any friends either, right, Anon?”

You furrow your eyebrows while your mouth hangs in offense. “I’m literally only here because I’m friends with your dad.”

“No, you’re here because we’re soul mates, but I guess my daddy still counts as at least one friend.”

“...Can we get off this topic? Like can we play a game, or something?”

Flurry Heart’s ears immediately perk up. “OK! Let’s play truth or dare!”

“.................How ‘bout no?”

“Yeah, I didn’t really have much hope for that one. Can we play with my dollhouse instead? It’s always more fun when there are two of us playing.”

As much as you feel your masculinity leaving you just from the idea of playing with dolls, you’d happily do anything to get out of another one of her awkward confession sessions. Of course, there’s still more than likely the chance that this will turn into a reimagination of your wedding day with Flurry Heart, but at least it will take her mind off of how many friends you have.

After you nod your head, Flurry Heart squeals happily, surrounding her environment in a bright gold aura that eventually swaps places with her tea table and playhouse. It’s something that only the most affluent ponies would be able to afford, taking up half of her carpet and towering up to basically half your standing height. Then, getting down onto your knees, Flurry Heart levitates a stallion doll into your hand, beaming wide as she sets up the scene.

Finally, it hits you. This girl probably doesn’t get the chance to play with anypony but her servants. This is probably one of the few highlights she has to look forward to: getting to play just like a regular kid her age. You still hate that you have to spend your night playing with dolls, but seeing that smile on Flurry Heart’s face makes you completely forget about everything except for her. Then, before you know it, you’re smiling along with her, having just as much fun as she is pretending out an imaginary scene where the two of you can be whoever you want to be.

“Unf… Urk… Ugh.”

You twist and turn on the bed beneath you, unable to find a comfortable position that horses somehow use to fall asleep. Back at your place, you were given an exact replica of your bed from your home world, but this is the first time you’ve ever tried sleeping in a bed made for a pony. It’s weird how similar the two are, yet for some weird reason, it just feels off somehow. Maybe you’re just overthinking it, though, and there really is no difference from what you have back at home.

“Nguhh.”

You turn over again, but nothing is different. The only thing you’re accomplishing is making funny grunt noises, which you’re glad nopony is around to hear… right?

*Creeeeak!*

“Anon, you’re too loud.”

You then weakly lift your head up to see Flurry Heart in yellow pajamas standing in the doorway, rubbing her eyes with her hoof while levitating a teddy bear. Either she was sleeping outside your bedroom just now, or you’re pretty sure you’ve woken up half of the royal servants without realizing it.

“Sorry, Flurry. You should go back to bed. I’ll try to just pick a position and stay there.”

“No way! You obviously need some help falling asleep, and your auntie Flurry Heart is here to assist you!”

Before you can even vocalize your disapproval, though, she leaps into the air and lands onto your bed, flopping down with a grunt. Again, you open your mouth to tell her to go back to bed, but she’s already managed to lift up the blankets and snuggle herself into the sheets beside you, nuzzling her face into your shoulder. She’s so soft, like a giant stuffed animal made to help grownups fall asleep. Before you can let her trick you into letting her stay, though, you sit up and pull the covers off of her, watching her shiver theatrically.

“Come on. Get up.”

“Zzzzzzz…”

“You know, saying the letter z over and over again doesn’t--”

“ZZZZZZZZ!!!!”

You palm your face, groaning defeatedly before turning back towards the filly pretending to sleep. “Come on, Flurry! What would your parents say if they found out you were trying to sleep in the same bed as me?”

“Oh!” she blurts out as if she wasn’t sound asleep two seconds ago. “I asked my mom if I could sleep in the same room as you if I had a bad dream. She said it was fine so long as you didn’t mind.”

“But you didn’t have a bad dream!”

As soon as the words come out of your mouth, though, a small tear falls down her face, and as much as you want to believe she’s just faking it, you can never be sure with this girl. “Are you saying…” she sobs, sniffling as she wipes away her tears, “...that you really do mind?”

Yes. Or… at least that’s what you thought you were going to say. As surprised as you are that Cadence gave you a green light to kick Flurry Heart out of your bed, you’re even more shocked knowing that she gave her permission to sleep in the same room as you in the first place. It’s not like a princess could just sleep on the floor, and Cadence knows that you’d never give up your bed. Then by that logic… she knew that Flurry would want to sleep in the same bed as you?

You shake your head in a vain attempt to clear your mind. You’ve got to be reading into things too much. Still, though, while you’re debating semantics in your head, Flurry Heart is busy weeping beside you, and even if she is faking it, you can’t help but feel bad for the girl. Finally, placing your hand on the filly’s head, rubbing your fingers through her mane, you silence her tears, smiling down at her with a grin that hides how bitter you are on the inside.

“I guess… that would be fine.”

Flurry Heart sniffles again, trying to smile but obviously hesitant about the possibility of having her dreams crushed. “You mean it, Anon? I can really sleep with you?”

“Platonically speaking, yes.”

“Yaaaaaay!” She doesn’t waste a second, capturing the blanket with her magic and pulling it over both of your bodies, placing a hoof over your chest as she coos happily. “I’m so glad I have you as my foalsitter.”

That sentence, however, brings up a question you’ve had in your mind for a while. “Hey, Flurry…”

“Yes, husband?”

“I’ve been wondering… What is it exactly that you like about me?”

Finally, Flurry unburies her face from your shoulder to look into your eyes with a curious expression. “What do you mean?”

“I mean…” You look up at the ceiling, feeling her hoof hold you closer as you try to find some way to phrase your next statement without killing the mood. Wait… Why do you care about ruining the mood again? “You seem to really like me, but I don’t get why. I’m just some random guy that your dad just happened to run into while he was taking you to your magic lessons. I’m not rich or royal or even the same species as you. What could you possibly see in someone like me?”

You wait silently for her response, but she doesn’t move a muscle and doesn’t make a sound. She just continues to stare at you with a quizzical look. You feel like you’re in a comedy routine where there’s something on your face that nopony will tell you about, and you spend all day seeing ponies stare at you with no idea why they’re so obsessed with you. No, that’s never happened before. Shut up.

Suddenly, though, she starts to burst into laughter, wrapping her hooves around your arm while she starts crying for a completely different reason. Yup. Turns out you were part of some comedy routine.

“Sorry, Anon,” she says, getting out one last chuckle. “It’s just funny that you would ask that.”

Now you’re the one with the quizzical look. “How is that funny?”

“Because you’re perfect!” You open your mouth to speak, but she quickly places her hoof on top of your lips. “No. Don’t try telling me you’re not, because I won’t believe it. You’re not like anypony else in the entire world. You care about me for me, not because I’m the daughter of a princess. You listen to me, even when you know I’ll never stop talking. You play with me even though I know you don’t want to sometimes. Plus, even when you’re mad at me, even though I know I annoy you, you never make me feel like you don’t want me around. How could I not like you?!”

The moment her hoof falls from your lips, you open them again, but this time, you can’t think of anything to say. You want to retaliate with something, anything, but there’s no response that you can think of that’s worth saying. Instead, you feel your heart beating more rapidly, your hands shaking, your breathing pick up, and for some reason, you can’t look away from her big, cyan eyes. Have you always felt like you could fall into them like this? Have you always felt like you could blue skadoo into the sea of her irises, just to end up wrapped up in her warm embrace? Just thinking about it makes your cheeks sizzle. Wait, why are you blushing? Wait, what’s going on?!

You quickly turn onto your side, squeezing your eyes closed just to keep yourself away from the temptation of looking back at her again. You’ve always thought she was cute, but just now… that was on an entirely different level. You can’t let her get away with something like that! If she finds some kind of weakness, a chink in your loli armor, then she’ll be able to get anything she wants out of you. Just the idea of her finding a way to get you to spend another afternoon doing one of her stupid open-heart confession sessions makes your whole body shiver instinctively.

“Aww, are you cold, Nonny?” Right when you thought things couldn’t get more awkward, though, she pulls you in as tight as she can, resting her chin on your shoulder so close that you can feel her breath against your neck. “Don’t worry. I’ll keep you warm.”

“...You were waiting outside my room this whole time, weren’t you?”

“I’m not going to answer that, and you can’t prove it either way.”

You could probably find some way to get the answer out of her, and it probably wouldn’t be a hard thing to do, either. At the same time, though, you’re happy just using your imagination for now. In fact, you can finally feel your body getting lighter, suddenly much more comfortable now than you were just a minute ago. You’re afraid to think of why you feel so different now, but before you have the chance to question it any further, you feel your eyelids close gently as your mind slowly begins to wander into the dream world…

“Thanks for waiting, Nonny~!”

“Nonny?”

As soon as Flurry Heart leaves Sunburst’s weirdly wizard-themed house, she jumps into the air and flies into your arms, wrapping her hooves around your neck while Sunburst lifts an eyebrow. “Oh, that’s just what Flurry has called me since she was little,” you explain, rubbing her mane with a fake smile as you subtly try to push her off of you. “I guess it just kinda stuck, you know? Anyway, I didn’t realize you still lived in the Crystal Empire after you got offered that job at Starlight’s Friendship school.”

“Oh, I’m only there during the days when Starlight is on official business. Otherwise I’m still here. Just because I’m not Flurry Heart’s crystaller anymore doesn’t mean she’s out of my life forever, you know?”

“Trust me. I get it.” By this point, Flurry Heart is hanging around your waist, holding onto you like her life depends on it. “Thanks for helping her out with her magic lesson, by the way.”

“No problem! Oh, and the two of you should probably get home quick. It looks like there’s about to be a thunderstorm!”

You quickly look up at the sky, seeing a beautiful, sunny day just like when you arrived at Sunburst’s house. “Thunderstorm? What are you talking--”

“MOVE IT, LADIES! PUT YOUR BACKS INTO IT!”

Of course, one key detail that you forgot about this world is that the weather is actually controlled by its inhabitants rather than by science. It probably has been a while since the last time you’ve seen rain in the Crystal Empire, but that doesn’t mean you’re any less bitter about the weather team choosing this exact moment in time to bring out the storm clouds. You shoot a quick glare towards the team leader, although she’s more fixated on actually doing her job, something that you should also be doing.

“Come on, Flurry,” you say, finally managing to slip your legs out of her grip, albeit while still holding onto her hoof. “See ya, Sunburst!”

The orange unicorn barely starts waving goodbye the moment you feel the first droplet of rain land on your nose. By the time his door closes, however, your shoulders are practically dripping from the sudden downpour.

Finally, you lead Flurry Heart back home, fast-walking while holding your hand over your head, helplessly attempting to block as much rain as possible from hitting your face. Even though you’re tempted to run, the last thing you want is to get sweaty when it’s 100% humidity outside. Looking back at Flurry, though, you see her holding her wings above her head, leading you to unconsciously pick up your pace.

“Let’s hurry before we get totally drenched out here,” you say, pulling the filly harder.

“You really didn’t have to wait for me,” she responds. “I would have been fine going by myself. I’ve done it plenty of times before!”

“Yeah, maybe when your parents are home, but when you’re under my supervision, you’re not leaving my sight!”

The filly cackles, making you roll your eyes as to how she could possibly misinterpret what you said. “You must really care about me, then.”

“What I meant was if something happened to you while you were under my supervision, your parents wouldn’t just be traumatized. I would be the one responsible. It would be my fault!”

Flurry Heart then slips her wet hoof out of your grip, now suddenly walking even faster than you are. “Then I’ll get better at magic! I’ll be a better flier! I’ll make sure that nothing will ever happen to me, just so you’ll never have to worry!”

You stop in surprise, but as Flurry Heart’s pace continues without you, you find yourself running to catch up with her. “I would still worry, Flurry. Even if you were the best flying magician that Equestria has ever seen, I’d still want to be with you, just to make sure I was at least there for you.”

“I don’t get it, Anon! You’re so impossible to figure out!”

The rain is beginning to pour down harder, making it even more difficult to hear, not including the occasional bursts of thunder. Still, though, you manage to catch up to her just in time to hear what she says.

“What do you mean?”

“Like you say that you want to be here for me, like you’re trying to protect me, even though you know I’ll be fine! Are you saying that just because you don’t want to get in trouble, or do you honestly want to keep me safe?”

You look down at her to see if her face can give you any clues to how she’s thinking, but she keeps her stoic face forward, fast-walking through the rain like you aren’t even there. How do you answer her now? Of course you want her to be safe, but that’s just because you don’t want to incur the wrath of her parents, right? Or… at least that’s what you thought. The rain dripping uncomfortably down your neck isn’t exactly making it easy to concentrate right now, especially when you’re trying to keep up your pace with Flurry Heart’s unreasonable speed.

What are you really thinking? If you were to blurt out the first thoughts that came to your mind, just whatever your heart told you to say, what would you tell her?

“Why can’t it be both?” you finally get out. “Why is it that I can’t care about you and be afraid of getting in trouble?”

“Fine! Whatever! If that’s really how you feel, then let’s just move on.”

Why is she getting so angry at you all of a sudden? It’s not like she didn’t know how you’ve felt about her from the very beginning. She’s your best friend’s daughter. Just imagining anything more than that makes you scared… yet for some reason, now you can’t stop thinking about it.

This whole time, have you really been holding back your emotions because you were scared of the possible consequences? If she really was the best in the world at being both a pegasus and a unicorn, would you still be worried about her? After all, there would be no chance of anything ever happening to her… but at the same time… you’d still want to be there to make sure. You don’t want anything to ever happen to her, and just the thought of her ever getting hurt scares the crap out of you, even if you know she’d be safe. You’d still want to be there to protect her, even if you knew you wouldn’t do any better than she would, but why?

The rain pours down harder, now coming down on the both of you like the air itself is made of raindrops. You’d have to yell just for her to hear anything you say, but you have no idea what you could even transition the next topic to. You wait for Flurry to say something to help get your mind somewhere else, but she just keeps walking, never looking back or speaking.

Then your mind comes back to her dad. If he wasn’t such a prominent part of your relationship with her, how would you look at her? Would she still be the annoying little girl that you keep telling yourself she is, or would you be able to look past that and see her playful sense of humor, her dazzling laugh, her optimistic enthusiasm, her selfless compassion, her baby blue eyes?

Finally, you stop thinking, stopping dead in your tracks with your fists clenched. “Alright! Fine!” you project loud enough for the filly to hear you. “I care about you, OK?! Are you happy now?”

Suddenly, Flurry Heart stops as well and slowly turns around, her jaw slightly open and her eyebrows raised. “You mean it? You’re not just saying that to make me feel better?”

“Yes! I mean it! This isn’t just about your parents. You’re important to me, Flurry Heart, and I want to make sure there’s always someone looking out for you. I’m probably gonna regret saying this, but… I promise I’ll always be here for you! No matter what happens, I’ll always be there whenever you need me!”

“You mean… forever?”

“Yes! Forever and ever!” You put your hand to your forehead and groan, feeling a little embarrassed for the sudden confession that you hope you won’t feel sorry for later. “Now can we please go home and forget this conversation ever happened?”

“Wait a second!” Flurry then puts her hoof to her chin, dropping eye contact while you put your hands to your hips, leaning backwards and moaning at an annoyed volume only you can hear. You already regret having this conversation when she finally looks back at you with mournful eyes. “Anon… I’m sorry!”

You lift one eyebrow, shaking your head in confusion with your mouth agape. “Huh? Sorry for what?”

“It’s just… My heart’s beating really fast right now, and I don’t think I’ll ever get this chance again.”

“Flurry Heart, what are you talking ab--”

Before you can finish your sentence, though, Flurry Heart races towards you, flutters herself up to your level and places her hooves against both sides of your cheeks, planting a soft, passionate kiss against your lips. Her eyes squeeze together, holding you as close to her body as she can, but you, on the other hand, are completely frozen, your eyes wide in the shock of what’s happening. Her lips come apart to realign themselves on top of yours again, but you’re too busy trying to understand what’s happening to know how you’re supposed to react.

Do you kiss her back? Do you push her off of you? All these questions, though, are too much of a shock for your brain to handle right now, and with your eyes gently closing, you allow the soft, awkward feeling of her first kiss pressed against you while the pouring rain fills the background.

“You’re back! Ohhhhh and you’re soaked, too! Both of you wait right there. I’ll go get a bath ready for you.”

As soon as the two of you walk through the castle doors, a royal servant is there waiting for the two of you, at least until she sees how drenched you both are and runs up the castle’s giant staircase. None of that seems to register, though. In fact, as soon as you make it through the front doors, your mind doesn’t even register that you’ve made it out of the rain yet. You’re still shaking, cold, and lifeless.

It’s not just you, either! Even though you barely look to your side to see if you can read her thoughts, you see the same face that you’re making and figure that she’s probably thinking about the same thing you are. You want to forget about it, to move past it, to get your mind off of it at least, but the moment keeps replaying over and over again in your mind. The feeling of her soft lips against yours, the way her hooves wrapped tightly around you, the memory of your lungs trying to keep up with how fast your heart was pumping.

‘I kissed her!’ you think to yourself. ‘This wasn’t like the playful, cutesy crap that she’d normally do. We had a full-blown kiss like an actual couple would have! What if her dad finds out? What if ANYPONY finds out? I’m so screwed. I’m so, so screwed!’

Once again, you look down at Flurry Heart to see her reaction, but once her eyes make contact with yours, she jumps and goes stiff like a board, looking straight forward even though there’s nothing to see. You have to talk about this. What do you say, though? Maybe you should talk about something else. Would that even help?

“So…” You flinch comedically upon hearing her speak, your body practically hovering in the air for a good three seconds. Once you look down at her, though, you see her swallow hard, still facing forward. “Y-you can take your bath before me. I can wait.”

“No! I couldn’t! I--” Suddenly, you squint your eyes. “Wait, are you telling me that in this entire castle, you only have one bath?”

“Yeah,” she says, finally making eye contact, albeit with her head cocked to the side. “That’s pretty much everywhere in Equestria. Is it different where you’re from?”

“Yeah, unless you live in some backwater place like New Hampshire, most houses where I’m from have at least--”

Crap! You’re talking normally to her! This isn’t supposed to be a normal conversation! You’re supposed to be freaking out right now!

You stop your sentence mid-way through, and even though you’re still stuck on how conflicted and scared you are about that kiss earlier, Flurry’s confused gaze makes her look like she’s moved past it already. How could she, though? It makes sense since at most she’d get a scolding from her dad, maybe get grounded for a couple days, but your life in Equestria would be over forever if anypony finds out about you!

‘It was just a stupid little girl with a silly crush,’ you think again. ‘It meant nothing. She was just acting out on a fantasy she read from a romance novel… But then… Why did I kiss her back?’

“Your bath is ready!”

You quickly flinch from the sound breaking you away from your thoughts, and looking down at Flurry Heart, she flinches too, all of the awkwardness from before coming back all at once. Why is this so weird? She’s taken hundreds of baths while you’ve been over before. She was in a bath when you came over yesterday! It’s not like the two of you are going to get in togeth--

“You go first,” she says adamantly. “Seriously. I don’t mind.”

“I can’t just let you catch a cold! I’m supposed to be taking care of you!”

“You’re shivering, though. Besides, it’s my fault you got all wet in the first place.”

“Come on. You said so yourself that I didn’t need to--”

“Erm, excuse me?” Suddenly, both you and Flurry look back towards the giant staircase to see the royal servant with an uncomfortable expression as she stares down at the two of you. “I don’t mean to be a bother, but the water will get cold if the two of you don’t get in there soon. Besides, aren’t you both freezing already?”

You shoot a quick glance at Flurry Heart, and her eyes are just as wide as yours. “H-hang on a second!” you say clumsily. “Are you saying that the bath is for both of us? At the same t-t-time?”

The servant tilts her head to the side. “Yes. Otherwise you’ll both get sick, and the Prince would never let me hear the end of it if I let that happen.”

Wouldn’t the Prince be just as horrified to find out that his daughter took a bath with her foal-sitter?!

“I would join the both of you to help wash the difficult to reach places,” the servant continues, “but I’m afraid that I also have to cook dinner for the evening. You’ll just have to help each other with that one. Now, come along. Chop chop.”

Without even second-guessing her decision, the servant makes her way down the bottom of the steps and leads the two of you up to the royal washroom. You glance over at Flurry Heart to communicate how awkward this whole situation is, but she doesn’t even bother looking in your direction, her cheeks burning a vivid red. You wonder if you look the same right about now, especially since before the both of you know it, you’re both surrounded by porcelain and marble tiles. If you weren’t sweating already, the steam emanating from the bathwater is doing a good job of helping out.

The two of you look towards each other, then look away with rosy cheeks. There’s no reason for you to be this nervous, right? If the royal servant says this is OK, then it must be fine. Besides, you’re two completely different species. You have nothing to worry about.

“I… guess we should get in, then,” Flurry says, avoiding eye contact as she makes her way towards the bathwater. You instinctively gulp. Despite how much you’ve been trying to calm yourself down, you’re still shaking a little as you try nodding in agreement.

“Yeah, j-just give me a second.”

As you reach your hand behind your neck to tug at your shirt, you briefly see Flurry Heart looking back at you before the fabric covers your field of vision. Then, once you feel your shirt skid off of your shoulders with the steam beginning to hit your bare chest, you pull the rest off completely to see that Flurry’s glance has turned into a focused stare. You can see her breathing more deeply, her eyes fixated on the curves of your chest and abdomen, but once your hands begin undoing the zipper of your pants, her eyes dart open as she turns around again, making her way into the bathtub.

Great. Now you feel more nervous than ever. At the same time, though, what exactly can you do? The servant was right when she said you could end up catching a cold if you don’t get into the bath quick, and with your hands finally pulling your jeans down your ankles, you step out of your pants, immediately shielding your manhood despite Flurry Heart looking the other way.

With the hardest part now out of the way, you slowly make your way into the bathtub, dipping your big toe into the bathtub before reflexively yanking it out of the near-boiling water. You can see Flurry starting to turn her head in curiosity before snapping it back to the wall in front of her. All you need to do is get your lower body into the water before the two of you can go back to normal. Then, thanks to all the steam surrounding you, she won’t be able to see your dick, and the two of you can go back to where you were before… which was still pretty awkward now that you think about it.

You can already imagine Cadence bursting into the room and shouting, “Hi, Anon! We’re home early! Why is your dick out in front of my daughter?” With that scary image racing through your mind, though, you finally bite the bullet and immerse yourself into the hot water, flinching from the initial heat exposure, but quickly allowing your body to acclimate to the temperature.

“Can I turn around now?”

“Hmm?” you mumble. “Oh, yeah! Go ahead.”

Flurry Heart then begins to turn her shoulders slowly, but once she sees your bare chest again, her eyes instinctively move downward. Then, once she realizes that she’s looking right at the hazy outline of your cock, she darts her face towards the ceiling, swallowing again while her cheeks sizzle louder than the bathwater. Right as soon as you thought things could go back to normal.

“Listen,” she says quietly, still looking up at the ceiling, “I’m really sorry about what happened out there. I guess I’ve just always wanted to do that, and since that was probably the only chance I’d ever get…”

“It’s cool,” you reply, swinging your hands behind your head like a pillow. “I mean, it’s probably not something you’ll wanna tell your parents, but it’s not like I didn’t enjoy it at all.”

Suddenly, her eyes look directly into yours, this time unwavering despite your bare chest in plain view. “Really?! You liked it?!”

You flinch. “It was… er… nice? Dang it, I really don’t know how to answer that one.”

“Well… maybe… you didn’t really have enough time to process it the first time. It did come out of nowhere, after all.” You nod your head in agreement, but as soon as you interpret her words more thoroughly, your entire body jerks in surprise. Then, with her eyes trailing off again, she quietly mumbles, “So… would it be OK if we did it again?”

‘Hi, Anon! We’re home early! Why is my daughter’s tongue in your throat?’

The answer is no! It shouldn’t be hard to tell her no! There really isn’t any doubt in your mind which answer is the logical choice. Just tell her that it wouldn’t be a good idea! You wouldn’t even need to lie to her! Literally, all you have to do is explain that this isn’t something that a foalsitter should be doing with a ten year old girl!

But for some reason, you can’t. Even though you know which choice is better, you can’t deny the feeling you had in your chest when her mouth first made contact with yours. You can practically still feel the way her lips traced against yours, her mane grazing against your neck as the raindrops slid from her nose to your chin. As much as you want to deny it, you miss the feeling of her hooves wrapped around you, pulling the two of you together like nothing could ever separate you.

You can see Flurry Heart’s hesitant smile begin to turn into a fearful grimace. You have to say something quick, but what do you even say to her?

“I guess since…” Now your eyes drop, although you can still see Flurry’s looking back up at you through your peripheral vision. “...since we already did it once, I guess there’s no harm in doing it one more time. Just one more, though! OK?”

Finally, you see her smile for the first time since you picked her up from Sunburst’s place. You’re still shaking on the inside, terrified of the consequences of actively allowing a second kiss. Even though you may have enjoyed the first one, you at least have the excuse that she did it without asking. This time, though, you’re openly inviting her to do it again. By the same token, though, when you see her adorable dimples as she gives you her youthful, feminine smile, all the questions in your mind disappear, replaced instead by a warmth in your chest.

“OK.”

Flurry Heart slowly approaches forward, which you mirror hesitantly. Even with your mind made up, it’s still nerve-wracking to actually follow through with your decision, even when Flurry is doing half of the work for you. Once the two of you are close enough, you reach out your hand and brush Flurry’s mane out of her face, resting it against her burning cheek as you lead her face towards yours. You can see her gulp just before your eyelids begin to close, and once your eyes shut completely, everything around you disappears, in more ways than one.

The next thing you know, the two of you are pressing your lips together, your hand running through her mane as her hooves explore your bare shoulders. At first, everything is soft, her small, delicate mouth closing together onto your top lip, breathing shakily as she desperately tries to impress you. Then, as the two of you gradually get more confidence, you pull her closer to your chest, holding the small of her back as one of her hooves travels down the center of your pecs. She can’t seem to hold still, trying to grab onto your entire torso from your waist to your shoulders until she finally latches onto both sides of your jaw, holding on like she’ll never let go. You, meanwhile, place your hand delicately underneath her chin while the other keeps her firmly pressed against you, as if you’d never let anything happen to her, so long as she’s in your arms.

Finally, though, out of necessity for air, your lips losing their energy, or some other factor that you can’t seem to put your finger on, the kiss breaks, and the two of you are left looking deeply into each other’s eyes. Flurry Heart chuckles quietly for a moment, but she’s soon biting down onto her lower lip, staring into your pupils while her hooves remain wrapped around your neck. Neither of you know what to say, but you can tell you’re both thinking the same thing. Is this where it ends? Is this as far as you go?

“I…” Flurry Heart says after a gulp. “I uh… Th-thank you.”

You giggle softly. “What for?”

The filly in front of you waits for several seconds, shaking her head until a small tear falls down her cheek. “For making my dream come true.”

Suddenly, your heart breaks. At this point, the consequences no longer matter. The only thing that matters anymore is making this filly the happiest girl to ever live, and before you even realize what you’re doing, your lips come together once more, pressing down against her cheek to softly kiss her tears away.

The filly pulls her face away with a giggle, laughing into her hooves as she looks at you with the biggest smile ever. Then, after a few moments of just looking into each other’s eyes some more, the two of you return to your kiss, mouths moving at an even fiercer voracity than before. Your hands grip onto the lip of the tub while Flurry Heart runs her hooves through your hair, pressing her torso into your bare naked chest. You know that you won’t be able to keep your hormones to yourself at this rate, but regardless as to what ends up happening in the end, you know that right now, you can’t go another second without slipping your tongue into Flurry Heart’s mouth.

Her hooves jump at first, her smooth caresses through your hair going frozen as soon as you surprise her with the extra affection, making you wonder if you went too far too soon. After the initial shock disappears, however, she hesitantly tries massaging your own tongue with hers, running the tip of hers along the sides of yours as you push deeper into her mouth. She’s a little slow picking up on the art of making out, but every once in a while, whenever your tongue flicks against hers in just the right way, you can hear little squeaks escaping her chest. Sweet Celestia, when did this girl get so cute?

“Bwaaaah!” she says, pulling away and gasping for air. “How do ponies breathe doing that?!”

You chuckle quietly. “Did you wanna stop?”

“Maybe for a minute.”

As Flurry Heart leans back and allows herself to float backwards in the tub water, you discreetly put your hands on your lap, hiding your surprise stick as well as you can. You’re actually a little surprised that she wants to stop, but at least this way she won’t feel your boner poking at her leg. Again, you feel your head going through mental gymnastics, debating whether or not to go any further until your thoughts are quieted once again by Flurry Heart’s soothing voice.

“You know, I like kissing you, but it’s also kinda weird…”

You lift your head in surprise. “Weird how? Did I make any weird noises, or…?”

The filly giggles femininely. “No, I’m pretty sure that was me. I don’t know, though. I mean, I guess I’ve just never felt anything like that before, even though I’ve practiced like a hundred times by now with Mr. Bearington.”

“Wait, isn’t that the name of your stuffed--”

“Nope! Uhhh, anyway, I guess it’s just weird since this is all so new to me. Maybe I just don’t know what I’m doing yet…”

As soon as the words come out of her mouth, your boner disappears, as well as the smile that you had on your face. Of course she has no idea what she’s doing. She’s still a little girl, and you’re taking advantage of her! What, you think that just because she has a crush on you, you’re allowed to just use her like a toy, like Mr. Bearington? You try to get that image out of your head really quick, but the guilt burning up in your chest still remains as lucid and painful as ever.

“Yeah…” you say, turning your face away. “I guess you’re right.”

“So… will you teach me?”

Suddenly, your neck practically breaks from the whiplash of turning to face her again. She looks nervous, and you can tell that it’s taking a lot of courage for her to be asking you that right now. Still, though, right after you had the epiphany that maybe you should just keep your dick in your metaphorical pants, are you just going to change your mind and pretend it never happened?

You scratch the back of your neck, trying to make eye contact, but looking down bashfully out of pure reflex. “Listen, Flurry… I’m not so sure if I should be teaching you this kinda stuff.”

“Pleeeeeease?” You try once again to look her in the eye, and this time, she’s maybe an inch away from your face, holding her hooves together while pleading imperatively. “I know I may not be very good right now, but I promise I’ll try my hardest!”

Crap. She’s doing it again. She’s making you change your mind, even though you specifically promised yourself that you’d stop! How can you say no to a face like that, though? By just saying it, you doofus! Yes, admittedly, you might be sorta, kinda, possibly falling in love with her. That doesn’t mean this is OK!

You gulp as she approaches even closer, her lips practically touching yours.

“I… Uhh… Can’t… Umm…”

“Dinner’s ready! Dry off, you two!”

Saved by the servant!

“Wow! Would you look at that? Dinner time already? I’m starving. Are you starving? Let’s go!”

Then, you make the single dumbest decision of your entire life.

In your race to get out of this situation as quick as you can, you immediately stand up from the bathwater, completely forgetting how butt naked you are and giving Flurry Heart an eyeful of your erection at practically full mass. Her eyes go wide with her cheeks turning a bright crimson, and even though the two of you know that you should probably turn away, you both somehow remain frozen in time. Both of your mouths open in shock, but neither of you can find a way for words to come out for at least twenty seconds.

“C-c-c-cover your eyes!!”

“Eep! I’m penis! I mean--I’m sorry!”

“How the hell did you mix up the words ‘sorry’ and ‘penis’?!”

“It’s not like I meant to!”

Flurry Heart quickly covers her eyes with her hoof as you rush out of the bathtub, picking up a nearby towel and wrapping it around your waist before you can scar her any further. “I’ll get changed over here! Why don’t you get dried off over there?”

“G-got it!”

The alicorn filly then tries to pull herself out of the bathtub while simultaneously covering her eyes, but as soon as she’s halfway out of the tub, she slips and lands face first into the ground. Great. Just imagine how this would look if her parents came home to find their daughter with a concussion after she tried shielding her eyes from your dick. Thankfully, your boner is as good as gone by this point, which makes it easier to dry off as fast as you can.

‘That’s it,’ you think to yourself. ‘Once dinner is finished, you’re going back to being her foalsitter! This has gone on long enough!’

Once the two of you finish dinner, you both go up to her bedroom, where she proceeds to pick out a stuffed animal to play with while you lay on the ground, throwing a ball up and down. Neither of you have spoken much since leaving the bathroom, making the royal servant pretty suspicious while the two of you were eating. Normally, there would be no way she’d be able to stop talking to you, and you normally have plenty of snide remarks to come back with. The whole time, though, the two of you only spoke when necessary.

‘Could you pass the hay?’

‘No tea for me, thanks.’

‘Strange? Who’s acting strange? Not us!’

It’s pretty difficult to lie to her, but at the same time, it’s even more difficult to pretend like nothing happened. It’s not just the dick thing, either. You’re both embarrassed about how this whole day has turned out. The only thing you could do to make it any less awkward is to talk about it, but how exactly would you even start with something like that?

“Hey, Anon?”

“Hm?” you reply, never taking your eye off the ceiling as you continue tossing your ball up and down.

“I’m sorry about before. I feel like everything I’ve done today has just made things worse.”

“It’s not your fault you saw me free-balling back there. I was the one who forgot where I was.”

“No, I’m not talking about that…” Finally, you catch your ball and turn your head to the side curiously. “I’m talking about everything. I’ve liked you for so long that I forgot that you were my foalsitter. I feel like I took advantage of your kindness today and made you do things you didn’t wanna do to make myself feel happy. I’m really sorry.”

You shake your head as much as you can in your lying position. “You didn’t make me do anything I didn’t want to do. I’m the one who should be sorry. I’m your foalsitter, and I should know better than to kiss the girl I’m supposed to be taking care of.”

Flurry Heart then flips over on her bed, tossing her stuffed animal to the side as she rests her chin in her hooves. “Anon, are you afraid of me?”

Suddenly, you turn your head in surprise. Your initial reaction is to tell her that she’s silly, that you could never be afraid of somepony like her, but when you see how serious she is, you start to think a little bit harder. You want to tell her no, but that’s not really the truth, is it?

“I don’t know. Maybe? Ugh. No… It’s not you I’m afraid of.”

You can see the side of her mouth just barely tilt upwards as her hind legs kick back and forth playfully. “Tell me.”

“I’m…” You gulp. “I’m afraid of how I feel about you.”

“Wait… Are you saying…?”

You gulp again, only this time, she does too. You can see yourself in Flurry Heart’s face, her expression being a mirror image of yours that you can see reflected in her eyes. Your bottom lips are quivering. You’re both breathing heavily. You’re both waiting anxiously for the answer to come out, and the longer you wait, the quicker your heart beats.

Finally, clenching your eyes closed, you say, “Yeah. Flurry Heart, I think I’m falling in love with you.”

Her eyes go wide, but she doesn’t speak. The silence is already starting to hurt, leading you to say every thought in your mind as if there are no repercussions.

“I’m afraid of my feelings for you. I feel like I’m taking advantage of you, but every time I kiss you, it feels like everything is OK. It feels like this is where I’m supposed to be… But you’re still my best friend’s daughter! You said so yourself that you don’t know what you’re doing! I want to kiss you, but I’m scared! What if you end up regretting this down the road? What if everything I’m doing ends up hurting everypony I care about?! I just… I just…”

“Anon.” Before you know it, she’s kneeling beside you, placing her hoof onto your shoulder with a look of compassion. “Teach me.” You quickly open your mouth to object, but she immediately places her hoof softly to your lips, shaking her head. “You won’t hurt me. I promise.”

A few moments after her hoof leaves your lips, you ask, “You really want me to show you?”

She nods her head. “Show me everything.”

Slowly, you prop yourself up from the floor with your elbow, and with your eyes never leaving hers, you lean your head closer and plant a gentle kiss against her lips, which she reciprocates with equal tenderness. Your eyes close gently as your mouth opens up once again, placing your thumb underneath her chin to angle her into another passionate kiss. Your mouth gently nibbles her upper lip, pulling away just for her to attack your mouth again, delicately sliding her tongue into your mouth despite how nescient she knows she is.

Then, she places her hoof onto your chest, leading you back down to the ground as she gets on top of you, her mane draping over your face, veiling the outside world from seeing your lips pressing together. Your mouth opens up once more, but this time, her tongue remains inside, dancing along yours while everything else fades away. The tips of her lips trace along yours, her head moving side to side while you rub your noses together, and as soon as you lift your face up to kiss her again, she latches her hoof against your neck, lightly tugging your face closer.

You’re now trying to fight your emotions from getting too strong too fast. The delicate sensation of her tongue against yours is making your pelvis involuntarily thrust upwards, not too severely, but just enough to where you noticeably lift her upwards. Meanwhile, her hoof leisurely travels down lower until she gets to the base of your shirt, moving upwards again as she caresses the space between your pecs. You wonder how much she knows versus how much you’ll have to “teach” her, but luckily for you, she at least answers one question, her hoof descending back down your torso until it comes to the edge of your jeans.

As her face pulls off of yours, she bites her lower lip and pleads with her eyes. “Is… Is it OK if I see it again?” You nod your head without thinking, and before either of you can second guess your answer, she undoes the button to your pants, pulling at the fabric until the bulge underneath becomes more and more prevalent.

“Here,” you say, pulling down on the zipper, “let me help you.” The filly then pulls herself off of your body while you shimmy your jeans down to your ankles, pulling your underwear with it until she’s once again faced with your manhood, pointing in the air. Once she sees it, she freezes completely, not in a scared way, but in a way that shows you how new this is to her.

“Is… Is it OK if I touch it?”

“Yeah. I think I’d like that.”

You expect Flurry Heart to get flustered or confused, but as she moves her hoof closer, she seems calm, maybe even happy. The moment her hoof grabs around the length of your shaft, you even see a small smile break along her mouth, breathing a subtle sigh of relief. You, on the other hand, are trying not to react too strongly from the sensation of her handling your most delicate area. The way her hoof meanders along the skin, exploring your phallus makes your shoulders tense up pleasurably, with another grin growing on her face.

“This is the first time I’ve seen one of these before,” she says, eyeing your cock up and down with a feminine giggle. “My friend Luster Dawn says that boys like it when girls play with these.”

And she would be very correct.

“Did your friend tell you anything else?”

“Well…” Flurry Heart quickly turns her head to hide her blush, but even pulling her mane over her cheeks, there’s no way for her to hide how bright she’s getting. “She also said that girls like it when boys... play with our things too.”

You then gently place your fingers underneath the filly’s chin, slowly turning her face towards yours as you ask, “Did you wanna try that with me?” Her eyes never deviate from yours, and after a few moments of silence, she quietly nods her head. “Stand over here for me.”

Finally, Flurry Heart releases your dick from her grip, which is sad at first until she gets off of you and stands where you tell her to go. She probably knows what’s going to happen next, but there’s no way she’s going to go through with it without you taking the lead for her. She’s shaking like a leaf right now, and to be fair, you are too a little bit. You examine her beautiful purple and blue tail, how it’s groomed to absolute perfection, but most importantly, how it thinly veils the area you want to see more than anything right now.

With a gulp, you say, “OK. Lift your tail for me.”

The filly nervously nods her head, and at a speed that’s almost grueling, she slowly brings it into the air, making your eyes go wide with your tongue nearly falling back into your throat. In the hundreds of times you’ve seen Flurry Heart, for the first time, you’re staring at her lady lips, the most delicate, small, alluring lady lips you’ve ever seen. You want to continue to stare, to let the drool drip down your stupid grin, but right about then, you see Flurry Heart stealthfully look backwards, just to jerk her head forward again once you make eye contact.

“Do… Do you like it?” she asks, making you inadvertently chuckle. “Stop it, Anon! This isn’t funny!”

“I know, but this is!”

You then place your finger against the crease in her crotch and gradually slide the appendage down, slipping down the center of her fillyhood. She gasps instinctively, which was the exact reaction you were going for. Then, just for your own entertainment, you run your finger up and down between her folds like a hotdog, making her groan as her shoulders pinch together.

“Mmf! That’s not funny ehhh… e-either!”

You immediately pause your up and down movements, but that just makes Flurry Heart’s head swing backwards in disappointment. She has the worst poker face.

“Fiiiiine,” you say with a snide grin. “I guess I’ll stop joking around, then.”

“Thank y--ahh! Oh, Celestia.”

Just as she’s about to thank you, you take your finger away from her pelvis and gently run your tongue where your finger left off. You gently lick the insides of her folds, not quite entering into her vagina yet, but rather exploring her labia, tasting how delicious she is before jumping into the best part. Even though the flavor of her fillyhood is already amazing by itself, what really turns you on is how her breathing gradually becomes audible, her hooves nearly collapsing in on themselves as your tongue gets closer and closer to penetrating her.

Probably without realizing it, she lifts her flank higher into the air, arching her back slightly and pressing harder against your mouth. Your lips press against hers, french-kissing her fillyhood with your tongue slowly making its way into her hole. You hear a soft sigh escape her lips, and that’s all you need to let yourself in the rest of the way, licking up her vagina and exploring her inner walls. You can feel her getting tighter. You can taste how wet she’s getting. She’s even projecting more pheromones through the intoxicating scent emanating from her arousal center, and you get to experience it right there at the source, making your spine tingle.

It’s obvious that this alone is probably already driving her crazy in a way she’s never experienced before. You sincerely doubt that she’s even heard of masturbation before, even with her friend Luster Dawn giving her sex tips. This is probably the most powerful sensation she’s ever felt before, making you wonder how much you should experiment before she explodes. Once she presses herself harder against your tongue, however, you realize that she wants more, and you’re going to give it to her.

You then begin to pull your tongue out of her inner tunnels, but not all the way. Instead, once your tongue reaches her labia again, you begin licking her in circles, exploring the insides of her folds while you desperately search for her weak spot. You hear her gasp every once in a while whenever you hit a sensitive area, but you know there’s somewhere else that will have an even bigger reaction. Finally, you reach the end of her vulva, and it's there when you send a long, agonizing stroke across the button at the edge, causing her to make sounds she’s probably never made before.

“Mnnnggggggah! Haaaah. Un!”

It sounds like she’s having fun, but you know at least one way to make it even better. While her mind preoccupies itself with the nerve endings in her clitoris, she leaves herself open to a second attack. Right when she probably wouldn’t believe there was any way to experience any higher level of pure bliss, you slide your finger into her pussy, pressing against her insides, which hug you tighter as her arousal intensifies. She’s practically dripping down her legs, which you exacerbate by forcing your finger deeper, making her pants much more audible, turning into small, high-pitched moans each time she exhales.

You want to give her more. You want to send her over the edge, to give her her first orgasm, but before you get that chance, Flurry Heart reaches backwards and pushes your face off of her fillyhood, falling onto her front hooves while her hind legs throb in unison with her heartbeat.

“OK. Stahh… Stop for just a seh… C-can’t breathe.”

Now that you think about it, neither can you. It’s only after you stop eating her out that you realize how overzealous you may have gotten. In all fairness, though, how could anyone stop themselves when tasting the fresh nectar of the most enticing filly in all of Equestria?

“Did you like it?”

Flurry Heart immediately turns her head to give you the stink eye. “You think you’re so funny, don’t you?”

“Oh, sorry. I didn’t mean to hit a nerve... *cough*in your vagina*cough*.”

The filly then rolls her eyes with a scoff, turning around to grab your dick again, making you wince from the surprise of her gentle touch. She probably notices, but her focus is more on examining the anatomy itself, tilting her head to look at it from different angles.

“There has to be a weak spot on here somewhere!”

You don’t want to tell her that basically the entire thing is one big weak spot, especially since she looks so cute eyeing your dick with her tongue sticking out in curiosity. By the same token, though, it’s driving you crazy how much it's throbbing right now, especially with her hoof softly running up and down as she yanks it side to side.

“There might be one place I can think of, but it’s kinda hard to get to without using your mouth.”

Suddenly, her head jerks back. “Eww. You want me to suck on it?”

“...Does that mean yes?”

She tries her hardest to give you a stern look, but that quickly breaks once her chest starts bouncing in her attempts to keep her chortles on the inside. She releases one quick chuckle before going back to the serious face she was wearing before, and once again, she finds herself cracking up, unable to hold onto the serious expression she’s trying desperately to maintain.

Finally, rolling her eyes, she says, “Fiiiine. Only a little bit, though.”

You probably can’t take more than a little bit anyway.

Flurry Heart then brushes her mane out of her face, tossing it to the side while she tilts your cock upwards. Her hoof instinctively moves up and down, tugging on the skin of your shaft while she readies her mouth. Then, with her eyes gradually coming to a close, she lowers her head, placing her tongue on the head of your dick before biting the bullet and wrapping her lips around the sides, causing your hormones to explode through your entire body. You have to grip onto the floor just so that you have some way of channeling the pure rush of energy she gives you right from the start, and as her head begins to slowly work its way down, your own head knocks back in agony.

Now you’re the one breathing heavily. With every stroke from her small, delicate tongue, you feel a muscle in your back reflexively twinge. Meanwhile, her hoof continues rubbing you below, working in tandem with her mouth to give you the optimal stimuli to your pleasure centers. She probably doesn’t even realize she’s doing it; she’s most likely just trying to keep your shaft steady so it doesn’t flop out of her mouth, but the way she moves makes her nothing less than a prodigy, massaging your phallus like she’s been practicing just for you.

Suddenly, though, her head goes down further than you were expecting, and her eyes immediately go wide. The next thing you know, she’s pulling your cock out of her mouth and coughing vehemently, punching her chest to get her saliva out of her windpipe. Maybe deepthroating is a little much for her right now, but in your defense, it wasn’t like you planned that… notthatyouparticularlymindthough.

“Ugh,” Flurry says, forcing out one last powerful cough. “Do girls really do that?”

“Sometimes,” you reply, leaning back on your hands. “It takes some practice, though.”

“You mean we’re doing it again?!”

You can’t help but laugh. “Not if you don’t want to.”

“Maybe not right now, then. I like it and all, but I’d probably choke if I tried doing it again right now.” Hey, future blowjobs are still a win in your book. “Is there anything else that boys and girls normally do together?”

“You mean like sex?”

Flurry Heart’s face goes red. You’re not sure how much she knows about it, but she’s obviously at least heard of it. “My friend Luster Dawn told me about that once. Isn’t that when a boy puts his thing inside a girl’s thing?”

“How much does this Luster Dawn chick know?!”

“Her name literally has the word ‘lust’ in it.”

You nod your head. “Makes sense. So, did you wanna try it?”

Flurry Heart looks away, shrinking slightly. “Yeah, but… will it hurt?”

Your heart melts. With the most compassionate smile you can give her, you pat her on the head, lowering your face down to kiss her on the nose, making her giggle softly. “Flurry, you don’t have to do it if you don’t want to. It’s OK.”

“No!” The sudden urgency in her voice catches you off guard before she puts her hoof to your shoulder. “I want to! I’m just a little scared.” You’re about to object further, but it seems like she’s picking up on that, gripping your shoulder gently with her lip trembling. “Please, Anon. I want to do it with you. I want all of you. I just need your help getting started.”

And you want to do it with her, not because you’re horny, but because you can’t think of anypony you’d rather share this moment with. That’s when you start to see yourself a little in her. You’re scared too. You’re scared of hurting her. You’re scared of making that initial jump. Still, even in your timidity, she holds on tight and won’t let go. Maybe if you make this jump together, things won’t be so scary anymore.

“Promise you’ll tell me if you feel uncomfortable at all?”

“I promise!!”

“Seriously, Flurry. I want you to tell me if at any point you--”

Before you can finish your sentence, however, she places a hard kiss on your mouth, throwing in a feminine lick across your tongue before pulling away, leaving you wide-eyed in the aftermath. “I promise.”

She gives you a stern look, and you can tell that there’s no point in arguing with her any further. With a silent nod from you, she pulls herself away, timidly turning around and lifting her tail again. You see a small stain left on her filly lips from her earlier arousal, once again making the blood rush to your shaft. As you pull yourself up to your knees, Flurry Heart arches her back lower, bringing her rump higher into the air. You then bring your hand to your dick, angling it towards her opening while you both bite down onto your lip nervously. The head of your dick clumsily bounces against her crotch, almost going into the wrong hole as you attempt to steer it towards her vagina. Then, once you manage to get it where you want it, you slowly push your hips forward, sliding your dick into her pussy, and just like that, the two of you are having sex for the very first time.

“Mm!” she moans. “Ohhhh, Celestia that’s good.”

“You want me to go deeper?”

“Yes, please!”

You do as she requests, meandering your length through her intricate inner tunnels, making her sigh even louder. “Ohhhh my goodness. You feel so good, Anon.”

You can’t help but smirk. “You’re about to feel even better.”

“I don’t think that’s possible!” Once the words leave her mouth, however, you leisurely slip your cock from her lower lips, the head of your dick grinding against her inner walls until you push yourself back in, going even deeper than the first time. “Eep! I was wrong! This feels way better!”

Never before has a girl made you feel so confident before, and you’re going to reward her by giving her the best feeling she’s ever had. Your hips begin to pull out and slide back inside, finding a slow rhythm that pushes her body forward with each thrust, going a little bit deeper every time. Flurry Heart bites into her hoof, trying to keep her grunts inside, which is becoming less and less possible as you hump her with more force each time. You then grab onto her hips, holding her firmly while your dick tries its hardest to take away her ability to think. Her wings fold tighter into her back similar to how her vagina clamps down onto your member, squeezing hard as if it were taking out all of her pent up lust onto your phallus.

“Mmm! Anoon!!”

Your eyes squeeze closed in reflex from her aroused, high-pitched voice. “Louder, Flurry.”

“Anooon! You’re making me so wet right now!” Her voice gets even higher in pitch with each passing letter. You’re a little worried that the royal servants will hear if things go on like this, but if it means getting to hear more of her horny voice drowning out the splashing sounds below, you’re more than happy to take that risk.

You then grab her front hooves and lift her up so that her back is parallel to the ground, pulling her hooves back while you slam your pelvises together. Her heavy breathing gradually turns into moans, the occasional shriek whenever you go extra deep, despite the fact that you’re practically hitting her cervix with every thrust. She then breaks free from your grip, swings her hooves backwards and pulls you from behind your head, bringing you into a passionate kiss as your groins continue to bounce together. Once the kiss breaks, you reach your arms around her waist, hugging her as close to your body as you can while she wraps one hoof around your arms, the other caressing your cheek.

With your dick now gliding through her insides at a speed that makes you nearly grunt in pain, you place your fingers under her chin, lifting them to the side so that you can place another kiss on her lips. The momentum, though, makes you lose balance, falling backwards and taking Flurry Heart with you. Once your back hits the ground, though, the filly on top of you flips herself over, places both hooves onto your cheeks and kisses you even harder, slowly letting her pussy fall around your dick again.

“Flurry Heart,” you moan, but she just shushes you, putting her hoof to your lips.

“You just lie down, and I’ll take care of the rest.”

In the next moment, however, she lifts herself up to a sitting position, slowly lifting up her pelvis before dropping it down with twice the force. Her voice gets even louder, complemented by her eyes squeezing shut violently in her state of arousal. “Ah! You like it when I moan your name, Anon?”

“Yes,” you barely get out in a whisper.

“Ahhhn~! Anon! You feel so good inside me! Ahhhh!!”

Forget the royal servants. You want all of Equestria to hear this.

“Louder, Flurry.”

“Ahhhhhh!!! I’m so tight for you, Anon.”

You raise your hand and brush through Flurry Heart’s mane as her eyes reach towards the ceiling, her voice squeaking as she gasps erotically. “You know what would feel even better?”

The filly chuckles before her mouth takes an O-shape, moaning out in lust as you thrust between her legs again. “Ahhhh. There’s no way anything feels better than this.”

In the next moment, you grab her by the waist, flip the two of you onto your sides and lift Flurry Heart’s leg into the air, squeezing your manhood into her tight filly hole as it squeezes you harder. You try not to grunt too loud, just so you can enjoy her own voice projecting how horny you’re making her, but with your mouth right next to her ear, there’s no way she can’t hear how heavy you’re breathing.

“You’re allowed to make noises too, you know,” she says with a giggle. “I promise I won’t mind.”

“Ohhhh, Flurry Heart.”

“Mm! Why does your voice sound so good right now?”

Then, once your lips slip past her soft, curled mane, you quietly whisper into her ear, “You like it when I sound like this?” In the next moment, Flurry breaks her leg free from your grip, squeezing her hind legs together harder with her hoof going to her mouth, trying to quell the arousal projecting from her voice. You, meanwhile, continue pounding her below, never skipping a beat as your cock dominates both her body and mind. “You like it when I whisper like this?”

“Ah! I can’t… I can’t breathe…!”

“Then maybe I should be a little louder. OHHHH! Flurry Heart! You feel so goooood!” Flurry Heart then places both hooves to her mouth, trying to keep herself from screaming despite how much she knows she wants to. “Go ahead. Let it all out.”

“But somepony might hear!”

You grin deviously. “Then go ahead and try holding it in.” You then blow lightly against her ear, nibbling it tenderly, and suddenly all the pent up sexual frustration she’s been holding in comes out all at once. She immediately screams so loud that her voice breaks, causing your hips to pick up in speed, burying your face into her back while your fingers grip tighter around her sides.

With her mind probably buried in her libido, running off of carnal instinct alone, her pelvis bucks against yours every time you thrust forward, forcing your dick further down her vagina. She doesn’t seem to know a whole lot about sex in general, so everything she’s doing, every movement she’s making, every sound she makes is driven purely by the instructions her lady parts give her. Her hormones are in total control of her whole body, maneuvering in any way possible that will bring her the highest degree of satisfaction. It’s almost like she’s using your dick to experiment, dancing along your skin like it’s a toy specifically designed to make her insides burst.

Her hooves flail everywhere, gripping onto the floor, your shirt, your hair, anything she can latch onto that will momentarily hold her still before you make her body writhe again. Meanwhile, she screams her heart out, getting weaker from all the energy she’s using, yet still unable to keep herself from moaning passionately.

“Anon! Something’s happening! It’s getting so close!”

“What is it? Wait, are you about to cum?!”

“I don’t know, just keep going! It’s so goo… s-so good!! Mmm! Ah! AH!”

Without hesitating another moment, you grip her legs and spread them as wide as you can. Then, before she loses the feeling in her lower half, you pull your arm over her leg to keep her in position while you run your fingers over her clitoris, rubbing her back and forth at the same tempo as your dick. Her eyes squeeze closed, her mouth opening wider, though now the sound refuses to come out. Instead, her face tenses as if she’s in pain, but in the next moment, you can feel her front hole tensing up around your penis, pulsating along with her heartbeat.

Finally, her voice comes out. The most feminine, high-pitched sound you’ve ever heard suddenly projects from her chest along with the feeling of fluids dripping down the sides of your shaft. You legitimately have to kiss her to keep her from letting everypony in the castle know about the orgasm she’s having. In response, though, she turns over, forcefully holding onto your cheeks as she violently shoves her tongue into your mouth while her knees cave in to each other. The feeling seems to last forever as all of your senses become immersed in the excitement between her legs, feeling her hole squeezing against your manhood, smelling the flowery shampoo in her mane, hearing the splashing sounds below as her moans reverberate in your mouth.

Once her mouth eventually pulls off of yours, she’s completely out of breath, gasping desperately for air, but you’re not about to let her have it just yet. Even though she’s probably exhausted from all the exertion her body just went under, you’re finally getting closer to your own climax.

“Anon,” she pants, “what just happened to me?”

“Did it feel good?”

Flurry Heart chuckles weakly. “Ohhhhhh yeah.”

“Then can I have a turn too?”

“Sure! What do you want me to do?”

“Moan my name.”

The filly tilts her head in confusion, but with an extra deep thrust between her thighs, she wraps her hooves around your neck, sighing quietly. “Mm. Anoooon~! It still feels really good.”

“Yeah, just like that.”

Her mouth turns upward into a naughty grin, knocking her head back while she bounces on top of your dick. “Ah! Anon! You’re making me so wet!”

“Ohhh, Celestia that’s good.”

“Harder, Anon! Ah! Ah!”

“Keep going! I’m so close!”

“Ahn! AHN! Anon! AHHHH!!!”

You can’t take it anymore. You feel like you should probably warn her about what happens at the end of sex, but there’s no more time left. In the next second, once her voice reaches an all-time high, you lift your hips up as high as you can, pressing Flurry Heart’s body as close to yours as physically possible. Before you can even think of what’s going on, semen shoots out of your dick, filling the entirety of her insides in an instant. Her eyes squeeze even harder together, but right where she would normally scream, her voice catches in her throat, instead taking in quick, heavy breaths. Your hips, meanwhile, pulse along with your cock, your buttcheeks clenching together as your seed continues to flow into her ovaries. You wonder whether she can feel it, and if she can, what’s going on inside her mind. From the face she’s making, though, you can tell that whatever she’s thinking, she’s enjoying every last second of it.

Finally, your dick finishes cumming, and as you slowly pull yourself out of the horny filly, you can see a small strand of semen dripping out of her hole. Finally, she gets a chance to breathe, placing her hooves on your chest while she heaves deep, heavy pants, trying to get her heart to go back to a normal pace. Yours, though, hasn’t stopped. Even after you’ve climaxed, it feels like the moment is still going on. Then, she opens her eyes, and the second you look into her blue irises, your heart races faster than any orgasm could ever give you. Yes, the sex was great, but even more importantly, though, was the girl you did it with.

Once she sees you looking at her, she giggles femininely, and your heart nearly explodes. Pulling her mane to the side again, though, she lowers herself enough to plant a small kiss on your lips, making your heart come to a complete stop.

“See?” she says. “Told you I’d like it.”

You, however, are basically dead now, lying motionless with a heart that ruptured from her cuteness. Luckily, though, Flurry Heart either ignores you or doesn’t notice. Probably the former.

“You’re gonna kill me one of these days, you know that?” you say, lifting yourself up slowly, but again, Flurry Heart ignores you as her eyes light up.

“Hey! Let’s sleep in my bed this time!”

By the time you lift yourself up, she’s already gotten under the covers, snuggling herself in and patting on the sheets beside her. Now that she mentions it, a nap sounds pretty good right now, considering all you’ve been through today, let alone the past ten minutes. It’s a little difficult to get yourself up to your feet at first, but pulling your underwear back up to your waist, you wobble your way to her bed and snuggle up next to her, making her giggle that same stupid, adorable laugh.

“Thanks for today, Anon. It made me really happy.”

“Trust me, I think I’m the one who should be thanking you. I don’t think I’ve ever felt so good in my life.”

Flurry Heart laughs quietly and shakes her head, looking down at her bed sheets, which she fiddles with nervously. “That’s not what I mean. But, d-don’t get me wrong! That part was good too! It’s just... I mean... I guess what I’m trying to say is… Um… I…”

“Hmm?”

Finally, she looks into your eyes. “I love you.”

Your lip trembles, you want to say it back, but there are no words that could ever express how much you love her back, how happy you are that she’s part of her life. Instead, you hold her close, pulling her face into your chest while you kiss her on the head. No matter what happens in your life, you will always have this moment, and there is nothing that could ever match the feelings you have right now.

“I feel so stupid...”

Flurry Heart quickly brings her eyes back up to yours, her face beginning to panic. “I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to--”

Before she can finish her thought, however, you place your finger to her lips, silencing her as your wide smile momentarily calms her down. “No. I feel stupid for taking this long to finally realize that maybe... maybe we really are soulmates.”

The filly giggles. “Told ya!” Then, bringing her mouth up to yours, she places a long, passionate kiss against your lips. Both of your eyes close, allowing the kiss to last as long as your muscles can physically bear, only pulling away so that you can see her beautiful smile one more time. Has she always been this perfect? Has she always made your heart flutter like this? Has she always made you feel like the most important, most confident person in all of Equestria?

Suddenly, however, you see her yawn, wrapping her hooves around your arm and snuggling her face into your shoulder. She must be exhausted after having the mentally draining day that the two of you had, and to be honest, you aren’t holding up much better. Neither of you got much sleep the night before, so it only makes sense that you’d both be tired right now, but even though she’s falling asleep in your arms with a small smile forming on her lips, you have to stay awake for at least a little while longer.

No dream could ever be as good as the one that just came true.