>be anon
>in fluttershy's cottage
>just got the fireplace going
>the sound of the crackling flames filling the cottage, fighting back the winter chill
>the door opens, a cool breeze penetrating your circle of warmth
>you can hear the sound of clothes ruffling in the other room
>you smile as fluttershy trots in, still peeling off her wet winter clothes
>when she spots the fire she lets out a sigh of relief, and a weary smile crosses her face
>"Thank you so much Anon"
>she trots over towards you, wrapping a wing around your shoulder and plopping down right next to you
>the small snowy droplets coating her wings gleam in the firelight
>her feathers are so very, very soft
>she's stretching her other wing and her hooves out towards the fire
>you can't help but stare a little as you notice just how flexible her wings really are
>you can see the tips of her feathers curl towards the heat, and stretch back out in some kind of rhythmic motion
>you can feel her chest pushing up against you
>the thing feels like one giant cottonball
>why did no one ever tell you that pegasi got so fucking fuzzy in the winter?
>you can feel a little tingling in the back of your head
>you can just imagine yourself getting lost in all that fluff
>her feathers stroking you idly, leaving little ticklish strokes across your arms and your chest
>you can only imagine what it would feel like wrapped around your-

>"Anon? Are you alright?"
>wait, what? What's going on?
>your head feels kinda groggy, you shake it to try and loosen it up
"Y-yeah, I'm fine. Just kinda zoned out a little."
>Fluttershy pauses for a second, looking over at her wing
>"What were you thinking about?"
"You know, I honestly don't remember."
>Fluttershy looks down, biting the corner of her lip
>"Y-you know, I think I might have an idea"
>panic crosses your mind as you realize exactly what she's staring at
>your eyes dart down for confirmation
>yep
>both your and Fluttershy's eyes are locked onto your raging hard-on, only barely concealed from view by your pants
>you can hear her breathing start to get heavy
"T-this isn't what it looks like"
>"Zoning out on my wings, huh?"
>she looks back up to her wings, flexing and stretching the feathers
>you can't help but stare at them as she does so
>your dick gives a traitorous twinge
"F-fluttershy, hold on here"
>you look into Fluttershy's eyes
>you can see the burning desire of many long, lonely nights gazing back at you
>you can't help but freeze up in the intensity of her stare
>any and all complaints you had just got shoved down back your throat
>her eyes locked into yours, her wings slowly curl downwards and loop underneath your waistline
>she slowly pulls downwards until your hard-on pops out
>she inhales deeply, your scent filling her nostrils
>she reaches forward with the tip of her wing and places it at the base of your member, right in the crook between it and your balls
>ever so slowly, she brings it upwards
>her wingtip leaves a slightly ticklish trail along your underside
>when it reaches your tip and curls around it, you can't help but let out a breath
>she's barely even started, and it's already way better then you ever imagined
>she wraps her wingtips around your hard-on and starts stroking
>her soft feathers seem to melt all thoughts from your mind

>now that you're this far, you doubt that you could work up the courage to tear yourself away from it
>that tingling feeling in your head comes back, but this time in full force
>it drowns out all thoughts, all resistance, any struggle you might have put up
>you can't help but lose yourself in the pleasure
>you lean forward and plant your lips onto Fluttershy's
>your tongues intertwine as she starts to pump her wings more vigourously
>you peel away from the kiss, breathless
>she's panting from the exertion
>you were getting close
>there was something you've wanted to do for a very long time, and the longer you waited, the less likely it would be to happen
>you started at her fuzzy chest, filled with soft down
>you needed to make it happen
"Fluttershy, pull your wings back"
>she looks up at you, emotions flickering across her face
>surprise, confusion, self-doubt, wondering why you'd want it to stop when you were so close
>you reached your arms around her neck and pulled her into another kiss, consequently smothering your dick in her silken-soft down feathers
>as you start to grind against her chest her wings wrap around your back, and she starts pulling herself towards you
>you take in a deep breath and start to thrust harder
>with her wings across your back, your hard-on buried in her chest fluff, and her lips on yours, it doesn't take long
>you feel your body tense up, your member twitches, and then the floodgates pour open
>what feels like gallons of semen gets launched into her fur
>even with all the winter coating, some of it starts leaking out and dribbling down onto her belly
>the two of you lay there panting, in each other's embrace
>on wobbly hooves, Fluttershy pulls herself far enough away to look you in the eyes
>"Y-you wanna spend the night?"
>you don't think there's anything else in the world you'd rather be doing