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 Dash made her way over to the yellow pony in the corner, admiring her for a moment before bending down and removing the other girls hooves from her face.
“Well, look what we have here.” Dash smiled wickedly down at her.
“I should just...”
“Shhh,” Dash hushed her for the second time that night “We don't need words. After all, pets don't talk.”
Fluttershy's eyes widened to nearly twice their normal size. She gulped down a knot in her throat and shook her head feverishly up and down.
Dash's smile equally widened, like a predator's. She moved her head back next to Fluttershy's ear, just like back on top of the cliff. “Now,” Dash said, nippling on Fluttershy's earlobe a bit, “let's get back to where we started.” She traced the outline of the other girl's jaw with kisses, enticing a long whimper to slip out of her mouth.
“Dashie, I...” was all Fluttershy had managed to get out before another pair of lips was slammed against hers. The kiss was accompanied by a rough squeeze to the thigh.
“Talk again,” Dash muttered against her lips “and I'll have to punish you.” She released her grip on her thigh and instead pressed more into the kiss, all about the control and dominance. The power over the pegasus under her was the driving force and passion of her stimulus.
Fluttershy, on the other hand, simply melted into the other pony's force. She submitted to it all, craved it even, with her mind far, far away in some other heavenly place. This was pleasure at it's finest, at least as far as the shy filly had ever felt it.
Their lips writhed together in almost purgatory-like synchronization and stillness.
>I know it's shit, but I still haven't edited it. Is it at least aight? |
