PonePonePone - Cheering Her Up (Flutters X Pinkie)

“Oh dear, where did she say she lived again? Silly Fluttershy, you’d forget your own name if you didn’t have it written on everything you own.”
>She heard the zip of her bag opening and knew the next thing that was coming.
>And that was a sharp slap to the head from her favourite non-human, Angel Bunny.
>Why she hadn’t made rabbit stew out of him yet was beyond her.
>He grabbed her head and turned it towards the large and colourful building directly to her left, aptly named Sugarcube Apartments.
>Oh, that was why.
>This apartment building looked liked it belonged in some Hansel & Gretel redux book, what with it looking like a goddamn gingerbread house.
>She had intended on asking for directions to the apartment she was looking for, but it wasn’t that hard due to the smell of candy and, somehow, parties emanating from one of the apartments on the lower floors.
>Thank fuck she didn’t have to go through the painful process of talking to a stranger. Huehue self insert
>Approaching the door (which was number pi, how she even got such a perfect apartment number was a mystery), she was about to softly knock on i—
“OH HAI THERE FLUTTERGIRL!”
>Suddenly Pinkiehugs.
“Oh my God Fluttershy it’s so good to see you I’m surprised you remembered where I lived what with the way you have the memory of a rock wait do you think rocks have memories like they know who kicked them and stuff and plan their revenge at nigh—“
“Um, Pinkie, if you wouldn’t mind, I kinda can’t breathe here. “
“Oh sorry there Flutterbutter, I’m just so EXCITED to…to…ATCHOO!”
>Somehow that sneeze was enough to fling her almost across the room into a sofa.
>This fucking girl.
“I heard you were sick so I decided to come here and try and cheer you u—“
>Suddenly more Pinkiehugs.
“Oh my God Fluttershy, you have got to be the best friend ever! I wish everyone in the world was as good and kind and nice as you wait how do you think a world full of Fluttershys would be there’d be so polite and there’d be no wars and bunnies would be the national currencies…”
>Suddenly they were seated at the sofa, having somehow avoided the landmine field that was Pinkie’s apartment.
>Seriously, Fluttershy thought she had seen an alligator somewhere in all of that filth on the floor. She’s lucky her parents didn’t live with her or they’d have probably set this apartment on fire by now.
“So now Fluttershy, I’m ready to be cheered up! SO LET THE CHEERING UP BEGIN!”
>Fluttershy stuttered, completely forgetting how she had intended on cheering up the embodiment of cheeriness.
“Um, give me a moment, I need to change. W-where’s the bathroom?”
“Just down the hall near the big mountain of candy wrappers, you can’t miss it.”
>One changing montage later~
“Oh dear, I hope this works... I feel so silly right now, but that guy Discord who sold it to me told me this was the best way to cheer a friend up.”
>She stepped out of the bathroom, feeling hopelessly self-conscious but knowing that this one of the few ways she could cheer up her friend.
>She stepped back into the sitting room, where Pinkie waited, not looking nearly as miserable as a sick person should.
>If anything, she looked like she should be cheering Fluttershy up.
“S-so P-pinkie, how do I l-look? Eep!”
>Did she just eep at the end?
>She eeped at the end.
“Wow, Fluttershy you look, uh, pretty, uh, wow! I mean, where did you even get such an outfit? Now I feel so plain in my regular jimmy-jammies.”
>Fluttershy was dressed in a magicians outfit.
>To call it an outfit honestly would be an insult to outfits everywhere.
>She was more wearing a black strip of garment that covered her breasts and a mini skirt that barely reached her knees.
>To her credit, she was wearing a top hat that made her look less like a slut and more like a classy slut.
“Well, um, I thought t-the best way to ch-cheer you up was with a magic show! S-seeing as you like, um, well, magic.”
>She took like 5 minutes to say that one sentence.
“Well uh, I DO like magic! I mean, who doesn’t! So let’s get this show on the road!”
>Was she blushing?
“Well okay, for my, uh, first act, I’ll pull a rabbit out a hat!”
“YAY, I LIKE RABBITS! AND HATS! AND RABBITS BEING PULLED OUT OF HATS!”
>She took off her top hat and waved her arms around it in as mystical a way as she could.
“Alakazam Alakazi, now I’m gonna make a bunny appear…i!”
>She really needed to work on her magic words.
>She reached inside the hat, expecting to grab Angel Bunny by the ears as they had practiced and pull him out as triumphantly as she co—
“OW!”
>Did that little fucker just bite her hand?
>Someone’s not getting dinner for the next month.
>During all of this, Pinkie was giggling so hard, she had nearly fallen off the sofa.
“HAHAHA FLUTTERSHY, I KNOW YOU PROMISED ME A MAGIC SHOW BUT I DIDN’T EXPECT STAND UP FIRST!”
>Jesus, she looked like she was about to pass out from laughter.
>Fluttershy just stood there, sucking her bit finger and glaring at the bunny inside the hat who was probably gonna be a grateful dog’s dinner tonight.
“Thanks for that Fluttershy, I haven’t laughed that hard in like forever!”
>Yet more Pinkiehugs.
>How she managed to cover the distance to hug people so quickly has got to be one of the mysteries of the world.
>Fluttershy suddenly remembered how little she was wearing because she could feel so much of Pinkie on her bare skin.
>Being taller than her, Pinkie's C cups were firmly pressed against her exposed navel.
>And said C cups weren’t blocked by a bra, so her nipples could be felt.
>Fluttershy’s breathing increased slightly.
“Uh Pinkie, can we have a seat or something? I’m feeling tired suddenly.”
>Yeah, tired.
“Okie dokie lokie!”
>Pinkie being none the wiser about anything going on around her as usual.
“So now, how much have I missed in school since this meany-weany cold decided to attack poor little me?”
“Well uh, we got homework from all the teachers, we have a Chemistry exam on Tuesday, and uh…”
“BOOOOOOOOOO-RINGGGGGGGGG! Only boring school stuff has happened since I’ve been gone?”
“Well yes, I thou—”
“Well then, I have a better use of our time!”
“What’s that, Pi—“
“TICKLE FIGHTTTTTTTTT!”
>Suddenly Pinkie pounced on her, her fingers working at Fluttershy’s naked torso, tickling like there was no tomorrow.
>Fucking hell this girl was random.
“No P-P-Pinkie p-please stop, y-hahaha-you know how tic-hahahahaha-ticklish I am!”
>[TICKLING INTENSIFIES]
“N-no P-Pinkie n-no I—“
>A moan, a slight as it can possibly be, escaped Fluttershy’s lips.
>Pinkie didn’t hear it, so she continued.
>A second moan, louder than the other, left her lips.
>Pinkie stopped and looked down at her tickling captive.
“F-Fluttershy?”
>Fluttershy looked away, a blush aflame on her cheeks, panting slightly, feeling more awkward than Billy Ray Cyrus at the VMAs.
“You’re enjoying this a bit too much aren’t you?”
>She eeped again, trying to squirm from under Pinkie’s body.
>Fluttershy opened her mouth, ready to let forth a flurry of words that she hoped would end up sounding like an apology when the tickling begun again, this time more aggressive than before.
“I didn’t say I would stop, now did I?”
>She had the wickedest grin that could possibly be manifested on a human face.
>This time Fluttershy arched her back, moaning slightly.
>Pinkie continued tickling, her hands moving higher and until they were just under Fluttershy’s almost exposed boobs.
>Fluttershy was moaning, louder and louder every passing second.
>She reached up and did the single most bold act she had done in her life and grabbed Pinkie’s face and brought it to her own, pulling her in for a deep kiss.
>Pinkie was taken slightly aback by this sudden brashness, but responded immediately, kissing back furiously.
>Their mouths opened almost simultaneously and their tongues slipped into the others’.
>Fluttershy wrapped her legs around Pinkie, pulling her closer.
>Pinkie pulled away, leaving a trail of spittle between their lips.
“Wow Flutters, I knew you came to cheer me up but I didn’t expect it to be like THI—“
>Fluttershy cut her off by pulling her down for another kiss.
>God, Pinkie needed to learn how to shut up once in a while.
>Letting her assertive side take over, she grabbed Pinkie and rolled so she was on top of her, never breaking the kiss.
>She started focusing on Pinkie’s neck, peppering it with kisses while her hands ran down Pinkie’s back to her slightly flabby behind and squeezed it, causing Pinkie to let out a moan.
>Pinkie ran her fingers down Fluttershy’s back, trying to find the zipper that somehow held off Fluttershy’s ample bossom.
>Jackpot!
>EEP!
>One second Fluttershy is in control, the next she’s sitting up on top of Pinkie, trying to cover up her exposed boobs.
>And failing miserably.
>This caused Pinkie to let out a cute giggle snort and sit up slightly in an attempt to look Fluttershy in the eyes.
“Oh Flutters, you’re so kawaii when you’re self conscious! Okay, lemme take off my shirt so we’re on even ground, okay you silly?”
>This bitch just seriously used kawaii as an adjective. Sometimes I do that irl too ;_;
>Pinkie got up from underneath Fluttershy so that they were kneeling next to each other, Fluttershy still avoiding eye contact with Pinkie, trying to cover up her embarrassment.
>Pinkie grabbed Fluttershy’s head and turned it to face her.
“It’s okay, you can look you silly!”
>Pinkie had taken off her top and was kneeling there, swinging her upper body from side to side, causing her boobs to sway along with the movement.
>Fluttershy just stared, seemingly entranced by the swaying.
>Or she was just staring at Pinkie’s boobs.
“Like what you see?”
>Pinkie managed to lace that single statement with almost palpable seductiveness.
>That coupled with the sexiest goddamn bedroom eyes Fluttershy had ever seen was enough to drive her wild, as she pushed Pinkie back on the sofa and dove back in, basically attacking Pinkie with a kiss.
>Pinkie immediately responded, grabbing Fluttershy’s head, trying to pull her even closer than she already was.
>Their tongues were dancing with each other, as if locked in some weird battle to the death.
>Pinkie’s hands were running up and down Fluttershy’s back, her short fingernails digging into Fluttershy’s back, and Fluttershy was enjoying it, based on the soft moans she was giving.
>Fluttershy broke off the kiss, to Pinkie’s disappointment, and reached down to take of her mini mini mini mini skirt, leaving her clad in only her light green panties.
>She resumed her position on top of Pinkie, immediately going for one of her erect nipples, giving it a test lick, and diving in, licking and sucking it, all the while using her other hand to fondle Pinkie’s other breast.
>Pinkie responded positively, arcing her back slightly, her breathing becoming more and more ragged.
>Deciding to up the ante even further, she started moving down, peppering Pinkie’s upper body with kisses, stopping at her navel and giving it a lick, looking up at Pinkie while she did it.
>Pinkie shivered slightly.
>She reached her destination and looking at Pinkie questioningly, as if to ask her permission to take of her pajama pants.
>Even during sex, this girl is timid as fuck.
>Pinkie rolled her eyes and reached down and pulled her pants down, answering Fluttershy’s question.
>It was less pulled down than clawed off, to reveal she wasn’t wearing any panties.
>That naughty girl.
>Fluttershy positioned herself between Pinkie’s legs, and she started kissing and licking Pinkie’s inner thighs, moving closer and closer to Pinkie’s pussy, teasing it, causing the girl’s breathing rate to increase slightly.
>Pinkie was fondling her breasts, the teasing making her impatient.
>Fluttershy had finally reached her destination, which was emanating heat, Pinkie’s arousal so evident even that blind kid Snowdrop could see it.
>Hovering over it, she looked up at Pinkie and gave her lower lips a cursory lick, curious as to how the party girl tasted.
>Like strawberries, how appropriate.
>Fluttershy then lifted her right hand to Pinkie's face, sticking her index and middle fingers into Pinkie’s mouth, hoping Pinkie would understand what she was trying to do.
>To say Pinkie understood would be an understatement, with the way she swirled her tongue around Fluttershy’s fingers, licking them, trying to get them as moist as possible.
>Deeming them moist enough, Fluttershy brought them back down, her hands hovering over Pinkie’s pussy, for what was seconds, but felt like hours to Pinkie.
>Finally the impatience got the better of Pinkie, and she grabbed Fluttershy’s hand and steered it toward her entrance.
>Taking this as her cue, Fluttershy inserted both her fingers into Pinkie, the moistness of both her fingers and Pinkie making it an easy job.
>Pinkie let out a long moan, her body finally grateful for all the sexual tension from all the teasing being released.
>Yet Fluttershy still teased her, removing her fingers from Pinkie and licking them from the base to tip, savouring Pinkie’s taste.
>Pinkie moaned impatiently, one of her hands reaching down to play with her own clit while the other hand fondled one of her breasts, intent on letting go of all her pent up sexual energy.
>Fluttershy giggled lightly, Pinkie’s impatience seeming cute to her, but she saw that if she teased her any longer she would either end up getting raped or Pinkie would explode.
>While she wouldn’t terribly mind the former, she decided that she had teased Pinkie enough.
>She took the 2 fingers she had liked and thrust them inside Pinkie, and this time she didn’t take them out completely thrusting them back in, quickening the pace after every thrust.
>Pinkie moaned gratefully, both her hands now fondling her breasts, finally able to revel in the pleasure without fear of being teased.
>Fluttershy increased the pace of her fingerbanging, using her tongue to play with Pinkie’s clit.
>Pinkie started grinding slightly, trying to push Fluttershy’s fingers further and further into her, which Fluttershy tried to match by thrusting harder and harder.
>At this point, Pinkie’s moans were progressively getting louder, there was no way she was gonna last much longer.
>She increased her pace even further and she started to feel Pinkie’s vagina walls clamping on her fingers.
>Pinkie then let out a surprisingly quiet moan as she arched her back, her hands subconsciously pushing Fluttershy’s face into her pussy, her body convulsing from the orgasm.
>Fluttershy rode the orgasm, still fingering Pinkie and licking her clit until the orgasm died down.
>Pinkie then pulled her into a long, tired kiss, as if thanking her for all she had just done.
“Wowie Fluttershy, where’d you learn how to do that?”
>Her usual energy seemed to have been subdued by all of that had just happened.
"Well um, I…”

“Doesn’t matter, cause the next time I need cheering up I know who to come to!”