A Hard Days Work - Written By Leucine [Fluttershy X DeShizz]

>coming home from a long day working at Sweet Apple Acres
>You're tired, sweaty and looking just to get a little bit of rest.
>Fluttershy comes trotting out of the kitchen, smells of dinner following after her.
>Rears up on her hind legs, puts her forelegs over your shoulders and hugs you tight.
>Asks how your day's been, my you must be so awfully tired after all that hard work, why don't you go have a sit down.
>Leucine: But strangely the sound of her hoofsteps on the wooden floor follows after you as you do so.
>You flop down on your couch, letting out a long sigh at the relief before Fluttershy hops up next to you.
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>She says she knows just the thing to make the day right.
>Leans over, starts nuzzling gently at your neck. You try to push her away but she wraps her hooves over your shoulders.
>Your hands traill off down throw her soft mane, her delicate body shuddering against your touch.
>"Oh DeShizz, I've been waiting for you to come home all day."
>God, why does she have to sound so pouty.
>There's a sheen of sweat still down your chest, which she kiss down along, slowly.
>With her hooves, she pushes you around until you're lying on your back, against one end of the couch.
>"DeShizz! I thought I told you, you didn't have to wear that silly belt any more!"
>She pulls back, a pink tress falling over her face.
>"I-I mean... if you want to..."
>You're not going to deny her, not after you've been with her so long.
>Your hands fumble at the belt absently, trying to keep your eyes off hers. Every time she looks at you it makes your heart skip a beat.
>"Now you just relax, I'll take it from here, okay?"
>Amazing how you can hear her whisper but then, out here there's nothing and no one else to distract you.
>With a few more tugs with her teeth your pants are open, her mouth now over the top of your underwear.
>Her gentle touch has already had a visible effect on your body, as your member springs forth from its prison.
>"Oh! My... You're all pent up from working out on that farm, aren't you?"
>Fluttershy climbs up your body, her coat tickling against yor skin as her thighs rest at either side of your abdomen.
>With her lips at your ear, she whispers once more.
>"Tell me what you want, DeShizz."
"I want you.... Fluttershy."
>"Then that's just what you'll get."
>With her hind legs she kicks your pants further down your legs before stopping, looking at you sheepishly.
>"I mean... i-if you're not too tired…"
>Two hands at her flanks let her know that you're certainly not.
>She squeaks softly, reflexively bumping against you, squeaking once more as she feels just how she was.
>The mare tries to position herself as best she can, and you the same though your pants do still restrict you.
>From this vantage you can feel her own warmth pressed against you, her eyes resting only on your own.
>"Touch me..." She says weakly
>Your hand moves back up to her neck, her head, her cheek.
>"Kiss me..."
>Your lips meet hers, soft, sweet, delicate as you've come to appreciate.
>"Love me..."
>You've heard that soft tone before but never with such simple earnestness to it.
>With your hands still upon her flanks you take the lead from her.
>She pushes against your shoulders, sitting upright.
>"Alright, DeShizz, you just relax."
>But you can't, not with this beautiful mare right on top of you.
>Quite literally.
"Fluttershy."
>Her little smile still rests upon her lips as you motion with your hand.
"You've had a long day too."
>She stands at your beckoning.
>"Okay... um, what now?"
"Just... Here, let me show you."
>Sitting up, you gently take her shoulder and move her around.
>Now she stands with her rump firly facing you while her mane tickles at your privates.
>"Alright, now you just..." With a hand upon her back you draw her down. "Down like this, great."
>"Um... DeShizz? What're we meant to- EEP!"
>Poor, sweet, innocent Fluttershy - she never would've expected a finger to gently trail along her marehood.
>With your free hand, you roll it up along her flank and over her back.
>"Such a long day for you, Fluttershy and all you can think about is me."
>She gasps as that finger pushes into her, her head snapping down.
"What about you?"
>She shudders as your hand moves in slow circles, just as the finger pulls out.
>"I-I... can... m-m-manage..."
"But wouldn't you prefer if you had some help?"
>POMF.
>That was something else that drew you to her: her beautiful, majestic wings.
>Good, she's about ready.
>Using both hands, you lift her hindquarters and pull it back towards you.
>Those hands now lift her tail asaide and stroke along her buttocks.
>"D-DeShizz!"
"What is it, 'Shy?"
>She pants heavily, lifting her head to look back at you.
>"Please..."
>You've never denied her before and you're not about to start now.
>You've been with women before, from earth and one or two other ponies here.
>Nothing else can compare Fluttershy's delicate scent.
>You kiss along her left thigh, the mare shuddering at each little press of your lips.
>You'd never deny her but that doesn't mean you wouldn't tease her, at least.
>Not too much, though, she's not that type.
>Your nose bumps against her and her thighs squeeze against you.
>And then there's the funniest sensation of hooves moving up along your own legs.
>Soft breath moving higher and higher until- Oh.
>Perhaps you misjudged her.
> Your tongue flicks out once, barely grazing along the wetness of her, Fluttershy tensing up at it.
>A tongue swishes over the tip of your member, you grunt, wishing she wouldn't take advantage of the situation.
>"DeShizz? Is this okay?"
>"I mean... if I do this?"
>What possible answer could you give to that?
>None as far as Fluttershy's concerned, taking your silence as assenting.
>That little tongue swipes over you once again, still providing the same sensations as the first time you'd been joined.
>You close your eyes, not wishing for anything to distract you from this. You weren't given a chance to say it - probably for the best - but your mind had kept wandering back to thoughts of Fluttershy.
>Applejack's nice, in her own way but looking upon that mare you'd missed the wings, the long mane, the unique curves of Fluttershy's body.
>And now they're right here, for you to enjoy.
>Your hands move from their lazy circles to sliding along her sides, those wings not once settling back in against her.
>It's easy to gain the upper hand here, when ponies have so many more sensitive spots to exploit.
>The tongue ceases its touch and you feel a moment of regret. This is for her, though, the long day missing you sure to have been worse than she'd let on.
>Especially if it was anything close to your own.
>Out in the orchard, there's that sharp taste of the fruit along with the warm, earthy tones of the wood.
>Nature.
>Just like her.
>That's what your mind turned to whenever you did this.
>She whines, hooves scraping against the fabric of the couch as your tongue does its work.
>Her chest rises and falls, faster still, against your lower body.
>Fluttershy jerks foward suddenly, panting, turning around to you.
>"D-DeShizz... wait..."
>Without rising, she turns herself about, pulling along the couch until she rests as she was earlier.
>"I... wanted to... see you..."
>You wanted to feel her.
>To feel the contours of her back and sides as your hands, still sore from your work, can find respite against her body.
>Both of you are silent as you position each other, the awkwardness of alien bodies a distant memory.
>Too long, too long since this morning, even if it is still the same day.
>Her hooves slide around, under your body, around your sides, as she rests her head against your chest.
>You let out a long, low groan that leads into a sigh as you enter her.
>Your hands get lost in her mane and tail, too tired to do more than gently stroke at them.
>This is what it is most evenings: tiredness on both your parts, gladness, contentment. The days of feverish lovemaking are for the most part gone, giving way to the more tender moments you now share.
>On that couch, in the small house you share together, you find each other once more and are renewed. A gentle mare, a kind man, both lost within this world, starnge then to find each other and find what they need in doing so.
>Fluttershy leans back, taking you within her.
>Her breath is soft, catching now and then as she slowly pushes herself onto you.
>Your hands stop, your body and mind too taken up with this.
>They come to rest upon her back, the mare stopping and now moving forward.
>"DeShizz..."
>Just keeping you within her, she brings her lips to yours.
>Finally, your hands are stirred to action, moving back into her mane, gently cupping her cheek and neck.
>Though tired, you draw some strength and push against her. Fluttershy squeaks around the kiss, pushing in closer against you.
>You release her, both of you gasping as you pull back once more.
>With both of you working in tandem you build up a slow, steady rhythm.
>Her breath quickens, coming in little gasps and pants.
>A hand slips down, grasping at her flank, pushing her upon you. She whines loudly, back arching against you.
>Yes, if you didn't know what that was you'd know by the sensations now gripping you.
>But Fluttershy's never one to be greedy, never to take for herself without leaving you unfinished.
>She's as tired as you now, though and you both slow down, her hooves clinging on tighter to your back.
>"C'mon DeShizz." She whispers, pushing back a little harder.
>"Just a... little more... Ooh, you're so close."
>Damnit, why does she have to say those things?
>Coupled with her soft exhalations over you, it's too much and you let go, your body finally achieving its climax.
>Time passes, you're not sure how long, while you both lie together, your breathing slowly coming back under control.
>Fluttershy moves her hooves out, pushing off from you slightly, looking down at you with that same smile that always makes your heart skip a beat.
>One last kiss is exchanged.
>"I love you." You say, hands once more slaves to her mane's softness.
>"I love you too, DeShizz."