Chapter1: If you love me baby let me hear you say it.
Fluttershy and Butterscotch
How long? How long has butterscotch desired fluttershy's love? How long has fluttershy sat in her room, wishing and hoping that butterscotch would return the love she had for him? How long has butterscotch wanted to just get a whiff of that beautiful, soft hair. How long has fluttershy craved him, and wished that she could at least hold him once. How long have they both wanted and needed each other? Well, quite a while actually.
Yes, the kind hearted and beautiful young woman had fallen hard for the thoughtful and handsome young man.
Could you blame her? No one had known or understood fluttershy the way butterscotch had.
The fact that he would constantly come over and check on how she was doing, the fact that he would talk to her and listen to every word she said. The fact that he cared, was more than enough to make her fall for him.
Yes, the thoughtful and handsome young man had fallen hard for the kind hearted and beautiful young woman.
Oh god, there is literally no way you can blame him. Just look at her.
That hair, those eyes, her body…..Wait, NO! Butterscotch was not like that! Butterscotch loved her because…..actually, he couldn't explain why he loved her. His love for her had reached so many levels, that explaining it would most likely send his brain into overdrive.
He did however, have a few guesses of how it started. Maybe it was all the late night movie runs they would go on.
Maybe it was all the late night chats they would have.
Maybe it was all the times they would hang out and spend the whole day laughing about nonsense.
Maybe, just maybe, it was all the times they spent together in general that was more than enough to make him fall for her.
As the years went on, their thoughts for each other became a bit more, wild.
Fluttershy would often lay in her bed at night, thinking about the amazing day she and her butters had.
That's really all she wanted, for him to becomehers.. All she wanted was butterscotch, and only, butterscotch.
Sooner or later, fluttershy would find herself wanting some sort of, guess you could say, release. And You better believe that it was gonna be butterscotch to give her that release.
She would then find her hands hovering over her, area.
Sooner or later, she would be plunging her fingers back and forth, wishing and imagining it was butterscotch who was plunging into her.
Once she was done, she would stare at the ceiling and just think. She was desperate for his love. Tears would then start form. Why? Couldn't he see how much she loved him?
"...butters," she would whisper, tears falling at this point. What if he did love her? Yes! That must be it, right? Oh please, please let that be the case. Because if he didn't love her back, that would break her.
"Oh Butters, if you love me, please. Let me hear you say it."
"Oh...fuck," butterscotch would whisper. He would lay there, pumping his hard rod up and down so fast. Oh, so fucking fast.
He would imagine it was fluttershy who was on top of him, riding him like there was no tomorrow. " oh fuck, fl~utters. I think I'm gonna….oooohh OOOHHH!"
Butterscotch would stare at his hand, filled with his fluids. "Sigh," butterscotch look over at his desk, and see it. The picture. The picture of him and fluttershy at the canterlot fair, and then he would see the smile on her face.
Why? Why can't she see how much he loved her?
"Oh flutters, if you love me, please. Let me hear you say it."