"Once in a Lifetime (Gilda x Fluttershy - Romance - Lewd)"
By JeffMango (https://pastebin.com/u/JeffMango)

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Created on: Wednesday 9th of January 2019 04:15:39 AM CDT
Retrieved on: Saturday 31 of October 2020 10:45:18 PM UTC


>Why did she think this was a good idea?
>Why, why, why?
>That was pretty much the only thought racing through Fluttershy's head the moment she stepped into the basement of Gala House, a surprisingly fancy name for such a dingy place
>The house was little more than a shack, with a basement twice the size of both upstairs floors put together
>Said basement was packed from wall to wall with Fluttershy's fellow Canterlot University students, all of them drenched in sweat and gyrating to a throbbing, bassy wailing that echoed off the concrete walls and made the dusty rafters above them shake
>Strobing Christmas lights were hung from the ceiling, casting an unnatural, flickering pallor over everyone's faces, and the air was a cloying mix of alcohol fumes, body odor, and smoke
>Pinkie Pie had dragged Fluttershy in by the hand, but had disappeared into the rush of partying almost immediately, leaving the poor, shy girl to huddle against the walls, which she was disgusted to find were slick with condensation
>Fluttershy lowered her head, letting her hair hang into her eyes and hoping nobody would notice her
>All in all, it wasn't exactly what she assumed a "party" would be...
>She pulled out her phone, just so she could have something to distract herself
>"Hey, Shy!" Pinkie called out from somewhere next to her
>Fluttershy looked over, relieved to hear a familiar voice
"P-Pinkie, hey!  Please don't, um, leave me again..."
>"Sorry, I can't year ya!  Man, this bass is kickin'!" Pinkie said as she pushed a plastic cup full of something red and frothy into Fluttershy's hand.  "Drink up!"
"Um, thanks?  What's in it?"
>"All the good stuff!  Oh, hey, I see Sassy Saddles!  That girl's a party animal!  Be right back!"
"W-wait!"
>Fluttershy tried to tag along behind Pinkie, but the throngs of dancers immediately closed around the bubbly party-girl, blocking her off
>With a terrified eep, Fluttershy sank back against the wall
>She tried in vain to spot Pinkie again as she took a sip of her cup
>It tasted like something that could vaguely be described as cherry punch, the way a brick of cement could vaguely be described as a chocolate bar
>Fluttershy coughed and her eyes watered as the pungent taste of cheap vodka hit the back of her throat and burned its way up through her nose
>She was really, really wanting nothing more than to just get out of there
>It wasn't that far of a walk back to her dorm, she could just ditch Pinkie
>That would be really rude, though...
>Maybe she could tell a tiny lie and say she'd felt sick?
>It wouldn't be that far from the truth, all things considered
>Fluttershy stood up on her tiptoes, happy for once to be somewhat tall and willowy compared to most girls
>She could easily see over most of the crowd and she spied the single exit, a door leading out to the Gala House's parking lot
>But, just as she was getting ready to make her break for it, a woman tall enough to tower over even Fluttershy stepped in
>Her hair was cropped short and gelled into spikes, the tips of which were died purple
>Her golden eyes swept over the room, and a cocky grin was already forming on her lips
>Fluttershy's chest went cold even before her brain had time to process just who exactly she was looking at
>Hideously embarrassing memories from the girls' locker room or out on the middle school playground bubbled up in her mind, and Fluttershy immediately went into a flight-or-flight response as childhood instincts took over again
>She had nowhere to go but the corner she was already standing in, so she shrank down as much as possible, hoping she wouldn't be seen
>But she was
>Gilda-- Fluttershy remembered the woman's name, of course, it had been etched into her brain in a way only solid childhood fear can accomplish --had spotted her
>And to Fluttershy's terror, she was heading her way
>Fluttershy eep'd under her breath, then turned and slid along the wall, trying to avoid bumping into anyone while also putting as much distance as possible between herself and the muscular madwoman
>She got about 5 people's worth of space away before she bumped into a girl with electric-blue, spikey hair
>"Yo!  Got any coke?"
"W-what?"
>"Coke, fam?  You got any?"
>Even naive Fluttershy knew she wasn't asking for soda
"I, um... I'm sorry," was all she could say
>Terror mounting, she threw herself in a random direction, finding her slender frame jostled between people whose faces seemed to blend into the smokey haze of the basement party
>She managed to hold onto her cup, but the contents sloshed out and splashed her legs, soaking through her shorts
>She was knocked towards a table, where a group of guys were playing poker
>Her cup spilled a little onto the table
>"Hey, watch it!"
>She tried to apologize, but somebody grabbed her and pulled her into his lap
>"Hey, it's alright.  It was an accident, right?" he asked as he slipped his arm around her waist
"Y-yes, I'm sorry.  I'll go get, um, paper towel or, um..."
>Fluttershy tried to squirm out of his grip, but whoever was holding her cinched his arm tighter around her, and his other hand started drifting along Fluttershy's thigh
>She tried to scream, but all she could manage was a squeak
>The throngs of people pressed in, seeming to hem her in, and nobody seemed intent to help...
>Then, suddenly, a hand was on her arm, pulling Fluttershy free
>"Yo, fuck off!" the guy trying to hold her cried out.  "She's mine, get your--"
>He was cut off by a loud *smack*
>The arm around Fluttershy loosened, and she was pulled free
>In a daze, someone massive lead out to the far corner of the room and propped her against the wall
>"God, what a fuckin' creep," a raspy female voice with a bit of punkish bite to it said.  "You okay?"
"Yeah, I'm..."
>Fluttershy turned her face up to thank her rescuer
"...I'm g-going to die, aren't I?"
>Gilda smiled back at her, showing canines that Fluttershy was sure were way too sharp for any normal person
>"The hell are you talking about?  With me, you're the safest chick in here!"
>Gilda spread her shoulders a bit which, in combination with the tank-top she was wearing, served to highlight the coils of her muscled biceps and the breadth of her chest
"O-oh, my..."
>Fluttershy shrank against the wall and tried to put a bit of force into her voice
"Please just let me go."
>It didn't work great, of course
>"Let you go where?  You're gonna get eaten alive out there, dweeb."
>That single word, which seemed to come so easily to Gilda's lips, made Fluttershy flinch
>She bowed her head, hiding her face in her hair just like she would when she was a little kid, and tried not to cry
>She flinched when she felt Gilda's hand on her shoulder
>"Shit, you okay?  You look real shaken up.  If you want me to knock those guys around a bit, I--"
"Of c-course I'm shaken up!" Fluttershy squeaked out, indignant
>The fight-or-flight response, finding that the second option wasn't working out, had switched to the first
>All of Fluttershy's anxiety seemed to flood out of her
"Those g-guys were scary enough, and now you're going to... going to... going to do something terrible, like you a-always do!  Always did..."
>Fluttershy angrily gulped what little was left in her cup, her body shuddering with the effort of not crying
>The punch burned as it trailed down her throat, but she found she actually felt a little better once it had settled in her belly
>Gilda blinked
>"Going to what?  Oh, wait.  No, no, you got it all wrong.  This ain't gonna be like..."
>Realization dawned on Gilda, and she waved her hands in front of her chest defensively
>"You got me all wrong, dweeb-- I mean, Flutters.  Fluttershy.  I'm not like that anymore!"
>Something about hearing the massive, terrifying girl speak her name made a subtle shiver dribble down Fluttershy's spine
>Gilda slapped a hand against her own forehead
>"Fuck me, I didn't mean to freak out.  Legit sorry about that."
>Gilda reached over and just wrenched the drink out of a passing girl's hand, ignoring her protests, then downed it
>She rested a hand against the wall, leaning in close to Fluttershy
"Mmm, well..."
>Fluttershy wasn't entirely sure how to respond to that
>She was starting to feel a little floaty
"Thanks for helping me, I guess.  But, um, I still don't trust you!"
>She turned away from Gilda, frowning
>"Hey, c'mon.  Please, dwee-- Flutters, don't be like that.  I've wanted to see you again, like, forever."
"Why?  To steal more of my things and then l-laugh at me?"
>"Nah, of course not.  I wanted to talk, just talk."
"Why?  You always hated me."
>"Hated you?"
>Gilda polished off her stolen drink and tossed it aside
>"You think that's what was going on?  I had, like, the *biggest crush on you*."
>Fluttershy almost toppled over, and it was only partially because of the booze
>"I mean, why do you think I was always stealing your stuff?"
>The throbbing bass suddenly seemed far away, and Gilda's words, and her silhouette, snapped into crystal-clear focus behind Fluttershy
>She turned around, slowly, and her knees trembled when she realized that the muscular lady was towering over her now
>Gilda's breath smelled sweat and boozy, and there was a surprisingly vulnerable look in her eyes
"A... c-crush?"
>"Yeah.  Bad one."
>Gilda laughed
"But you were always l-laughing at me."
>"I didn't know what else to say," Gilda said with a shrug
"You c-called me T-Tittyshy after you saw me in the locker room."
>"Yeah, I was kinda an idiot kid," Gilda said, blushing slightly.  "And you were fucking stacked too..." she added under her breath.
"And you s-stole my shirt!"
>"And I wore it all the time.  Until I grew out of it, heh."
>"You... you... you would always poke me in the stomach, or in my... oh."
>Fluttershy shrank against the wall as the pieces started to fall into place
>Her face twisted into a pouting frown
"You never even said my real name.  Just... ones you made up.  That's not how you treat someone you like."
>"You're telling me.  But hey, I had to do something.  And my dad promised to personally beat my ass if he ever caught me kissing a chick."
"W-why are you telling me this?"
>"Because I'm not gonna get another chance."
>Fluttershy glanced around
>Gilda's arm had her pinned on the left, but she could easily escape to her right
>Gilda followed Fluttershy's gaze, realizing what she was thinking
>"Listen, Flutters," Gilda said, again bringing that rush of full-body warmth that Fluttershy told herself had *nothing* to do with the surprisingly tender tone in Gilda's voice, that same voice that had used to shatter her poor spirit every time she heard it, now using her name
>No!
>She wasn't going to give this girl anything, especially not after everything Gilda had done to her
>"I can't fix the stupid shit I did.  But I'm sorry anyway.  If it makes you feel any better, I cried like an idiot when you moved away."
>Fluttershy tried really, really hard not to soften when she heard that
>It was probably a lie, right?
>She had hated every moment Gilda was in her life
>And she was sure Gilda had hated her!
>Why was she even still letting this happen?"
>Gilda sighed
"W-why would you ever cry over me?"
>"Because I thought I'd never get this chance."
>The intensity flared up in Gilda's golden eyes, and a confident smile stretched across her face
>"And now I'm gonna take it.  If you run away, I'm not gonna chase you.  Not gonna stop you.  But in about five seconds, if you're still here, I'm gonna start kissing you."
"K-kissing?"
>Fluttershy's romantic life flashed before her eyes, and in real time no less
>It took about .5 seconds: there was the one time Rainbow Dash had kissed her cheek on a dare, and that was it
>Fluttershy shrank against the wall, her body feeling like she was blushing from her toes to her forehead
>She felt as if Gilda's presence had enveloped her, somehow, and that if she ran away, she'd be leaving this swelling, warm feeling
"I'm n-not going to give me first kiss to you!"
>"Your first?  Nice."
>Gilda was leaning in
>"I'll make it one you won't forget."
"I... it's not gonna..."
>She was closer now
>Fluttershy could *feel* the empty space next to her, she knew she could run
>But Gilda's eyes held her transfixed
>She even reflexively brushed the hair out of her face so she could see better
>Gilda's breath was washing over Fluttershy's cheeks now, the other girl's face was just inches away
"You're not gonna... You h-hate me... and I h-hate you..."
>Fluttershy tried to keep her mouth in a hard, resistant frown
>But her lips softened the moment Gilda's mouth touched hers
>Fluttershy sucked in her breath through her nose, filling her lungs with the scent of Gilda's cologne and her sweat
>The other girl's lips were far softer than Fluttershy could have imagined
>She tried to pull away, but her body was jelly, and she ended up just lifting her head so Gilda could kiss her better
>Gilda threw both her arms around Fluttershy, squeezing the slender girl against her chest, making Fluttershy's breasts and her soft, dandelion form against Gilda's own rough, powerful form
>Fluttershy quivered, her own hands twitching, unsure what to do
>They settled with resting on Gilda's prominent hips, where Fluttershy found weathered yet tight-fitted jeans held up by a leather belt
>The whole world seemed to pop and recede, then came rushing back as the kiss broke
>Both girls were staring at each other, breathless
"Um..."
>"Oh my God..."
"I didn't want it so it doesn't count!" was the first thing Fluttershy stammered out
>"I've wanted that for ten goddamn years, whoa," Gilda said, seeming for a moment to forget where she was
>She raised a hand to her mouth, then grinned
>"You wanna get out of here?"
"M-maybe.  But you have to take me right home."
>"No time for a detour?" Gilda asked, already grabbing Fluttershy's hand
"Well, m-maybe, um, a short one..."

>The wind whipped through Fluttershy's hair, fanning it out behind her in a mesmerizing wave of pink as Gilda's bike tore through the night
>She sat behind Gilda, with her arms wrapped tightly around the woman's waist, fingers splayed across Gilda's abs
>Her face rested against Gilda's back, which was now clad in a leather jacket decorated with patches displaying skeletons, coffins, swords, and the names of old heavy metal bands Fluttershy had never heard of
>Fluttershy still couldn't believe she was doing this
>It was so stupid, letting this girl she didn't trust, that she hated, drive her out alone
>Why wasn't she putting a stop to it?
>And why did she sort of want it?
>The country highway the was totally empty, and outside of town there was hardly anything in the way of street lights
>So they careened through the darkness, until Gilda slowed and pulled off onto a lonely, dirt road
>For a moment, Fluttershy thought "this is where I die, isn't it?"
>She was tempted to jump off, her little heart starting to patter in fear against her chest, but Gilda slowed just as she pilled into a small clearing
>Fluttershy looked around, and gasped
>At one end of the clearing, the trees had been cut down, leaving an open space to look out at Canterlot in the distance
>The clearing was high up enough that the city seemed to stretch away from them in all directions, looking like an ocean of tiny lights against a deep, black sea
>Gilda clicked her tongue
>"Not bad, eh?"
"It's beautiful."
>"Hell yeah it is.  Not a bad place for your first time."
"My first... w-whoa, whoa, whoa!"
>Fluttershy was also not too naive to know what that meant
"We c-can't do that out here!  People will see!"
>"How?  They'd need fuckin' binoculars or something."
"But... no!  Not with you, not here, not... hmph."
>Fluttershy crossed her arms
>She turned away from Gilda, still sitting on the bike, so that both girls were not back-to-back
>Gilda stood up, pacing around Fluttershy, her hands in her pockets
>The night air was warm and muggy, and both girls were more than comfortable in their light party wear; Gilda was sweating already, in her leather jacket
>"C'mon, Flutters.  Let me pay you back for all the nasty shit I did to ya.  Anything you want, I'll do it."
>Fluttershy's eyes widened
"A-anything?"
>"Name it," Gilda said
>She looked dead serious, too
>Fluttershy shrugged
"I, um, well I don't know."
>Fluttershy settled into the bike's leather seat, a giddy, nervous feeling rising in her chest and spilling into the back of her throat
>Gilda would do anything?
>For her?
>It was like something out of her most twisted, juvenile fantasies
>She had no idea what to even ask for
"Well, if you're, um, serious, you can start by..."
>Fluttershy thought for a moment
"...r-rubbing my feet!"
>Both she and Gilda looked surprised by the request
>"Sure thing."
>Gilda knelt down by the bike's wheels, and began to untie Fluttershy's sneakers
>Fluttershy leaned back, feeling a bit awkward now that things were actually happening
>Having another girl service her made her feel kinda weirdly... powerful
>Gilda pulled Fluttershy's shoes off, then gently peeled off the other girl's socks
>The warm air rushed over Fluttershy's bare feet, refreshing after she'd spent so much time standing around
>Gilda's strong, calloused hands caressed Fluttershy's soles, her thumbs massaging the tension from her delicate muscles
"Ah..."
>Gilda worked her hands over Fluttershy's feet, paying equal attention to right and left, coaxing a pleased coo from Fluttershy's lips
>"Good?"
"Y-yeah... I mean, um, it's alright.  I guess I can forgive you a *little*."
>"I'll do so much more.  Get outta those shorts and I'll show you what I mean."
>Fluttershy was already blushing, but the pink color in her cheeks turned to a dark crimson
"I'm n-not gonna get naked out here!"
>"Why not?  I told you, nobody's gonna see."
"Yeah but, I d-don't want to.  N-not in front of you.  You'll laugh at me."
>"I won't," Gilda said with so much sincerity that Fluttershy almost believed her
"Well, um..."
>Fluttershy let her eyes drift to Gilda's mouth, to the way the other girl held her tongue between her lips
>She maybe allowed herself to think a few brief, lewd thoughts about that tongue
"Maybe.  If you go first."
>"You got it."
>Gilda, unembarrassed, stripped
>She kicked off her boots first, then slipped out of her jeans, tossing them carelessly into the dirt
>Beneath them, she wore tight-fitting briefs decorated with the visage of a snarling Chinese dragon stenciled over the crotch area, looking more like a boy's underwear than a girl's
>She treated the jacket with a lot more respect, removing it carefully and stowing it on a clean patch of grass
>With an *oof* of relief, she pulled off her tank-top and sports bra at the same time, letting her full breasts fall against her chest, her nipples a dark coffee color, almost black in the darkness
>And then, casual as can be, she slipped off her briefs and stood before Fluttershy in nothing but her skin
>"There.  That's everything."
"W-whoa."
>Fluttershy's eyes wandered across Gilda's body, taking in the swell of muscle at her thighs and her chest, admiring how it contoured her, made her both more feminine and more intimidatingly, aggressively masculine
>She gulped
>"You like?"
>She posed, sticking her hips out to one side, raising a bicep to her arm and kissing it
>Fluttershy realized she was going to need to get out of her panties soon, one way or another
>She crossed her legs, trying really hard not to show how impressed she was
"You're... different from when I last saw you."
>"Hell yeah I am.  What about you?"
"I'm s-still not convinced I wanna be naked for you."
>"How can I convince you?"
"Um..."
>Fluttershy's hand shook slightly, but she beckoned Gilda towards her
>The taller woman obliged, striding confidently over to the bike, where Fluttershy still sat, backwards, her back resting against the handlebars and her legs resting on the fender
>Gilda placed a hand against Fluttershy's face, and Fluttershy let her kiss her
>This time, their tongues met briefly, and Fluttershy explored Gilda's body with her hands
>Delicate as they were, her little fingers could barely dig into Gilda's steely, muscled flesh, but Fluttershy relished the texture of muscle under skin, feeling the living pulse of it as she swept her hands down Gilda's back, across her chest, and then down to the other girl's waist, where they stopped just shy of her butt
>Gilda sighed
>"Have I earned it, yet?"
"Maybe..."
>Fluttershy led Gilda's hands down to the hem of her t-shirt, a lime-green one with a pink bunny on it that she'd had since she was fourteen (it felt much tighter now than it did back then), and let the other girl lift it up and over her head
>Her breasts were still contained in a boring, laceless bra, but Gilda was practically salivating as she reached for the clasp
>Fluttershy undid it herself, and let the garment fall away, revealing her pale mounds topped by little bubblegum-pink nipples
>"They're even better than I remember..."
>Gilda reached out to cup Fluttershy's breast, practically panting with desire
>"I hope you're cool if I totally go to town on these puppies."
"I k-kinda would have been mad if you didn't..." Fluttershy admitted
>"Aren't you already kinda mad?"
>Fluttershy pouted
"I am.  But I'd, um, get even angrier at you!  N-now hurry up."
>Relieved, Gilda pressed her face into Fluttershy's busom, groaning in delight
>Fluttershy leaned back along the motorcycle's chassis while Gilda stood stooped over next to her, kissing every inch of Fluttershy's chest she could get her mouth on
>She opened her mouth and took Fluttershy's right nipple between her lips, running her tongue along it until Fluttershy almost squeeled
>"Be loud, girl," Gilda mumbled
"But someone's gonna, well... they'll hear..."
>"No they ain't.  C'mon, get loud."
>She gently bit Fluttershy's nipple, and Fluttershy full-on yelped in surprise, pain, and pleasure
>Gilda grinned viciously, and began to trail lower, her tongue lapping against Fluttershy's pale, soft belly
>Fluttershy knew what Gilda was going for, of course; she knew how this sort of thing worked
>After all the erotica she burned through, how couldn't she?
>Was she really going to go through with this?
>This menace, this fiend
>How was she going to lose her virginity to someone like...
>Fluttershy let herself behold Gilda: nude, powerful, yet kneeling before her, wanting nothing more than to pleasure her
>It was enough to turn the flood in her panties into an all-out waterfall
>Fluttershy unbuttoned her shorts and let Gilda slide them off, along with her panties
>Fully nude now, she reclined and spread her legs, letting the night air wash uninhibited over her body, cooling her slightly when it reached her soaked crotch
>Gilda let out a moan when she behind Fluttershy
>"You're just as beautiful as I remember, fuck."
>She grabbed Fluttershy's thighs in her hands
>"Nah, you're better.  Listen, is it stupid if I say I kinda love you right now?"
>Fluttershy's head swam
"N-n-nothat'stotallyokaypleasesayitagain."
>"What?"
"N-never mind, just please, um, go down on me.  Please.  If it's alright with you, that iiiiiiiiis oh my g-god~"
>Gilda didn't even let Fluttershy finish
>She dug her fingers into the girl's soft thighs and brought tongue, greedily, down to the moist lips of Fluttershy's pussy
>Her tongue's tip traced the contours of Fluttershy's sensitive petals, only occasionally probing at her clit to tease her
"W-whoa..."
>Fluttershy's thighs reflexively twitched, as if wanting to clamp together
>Gilda seemed to encourage this, and she squished Fluttershy's legs against either side of her head, letting the warmth of her cheeks seep into Fluttershy's soft skin
>Her tongue pressed flat against Fluttershy's sex, and Gilda's hot breath washed over the sensitive pink hairs, sending a feeling coursing up Fluttershy's spine that was somewhere between being tickled and pure, undiluted bliss
>Fluttershy bit her lip to keep from crying out when she felt Gilda take her clit fully into her mouth
>The other girl's saliva ran free and hot over Fluttershy's sex, mixing with her own fluids and dripping down onto the motorcycle's metal chassis, so hot it was steaming even in the summer air
>Fluttershy held herself stead on the bike with one hand, while the other groped around for something to grab onto
>First, it settled onto her own breast, squeezing it like a stress ball as Gilda's tongue brought Fluttershy ever closer to the edge
>But as she got closer, her hand trailed lower, until her fingers were buried in Gilda's hair
"You b-better not... s-stop..." Fluttershy squeaked out
>Gilda didn't respond
>But her own right hand was currently trailing down her stomach, towards her own now dripping nether regions
>She mashed her face against the other girl's pussy as she began to touch herself, her tongue now stroking the entire length of Fluttershy's entrance
"I'm... r-really close, oh my... oh my..."
>Sweat coated nearly every inch of Fluttershy's body now, save that special place currently tended to by Gilda's mouth
>She was sure someone was listening, or watching from their houses down below
>The open night air enveloped her, and Fluttershy had never felt more naked in her life
>She groaned, realizing that the shuddering climax building inside her wasn't going to be contained
>Someone was sure to hear, but she couldn't stop now...
"I n-need this..." Fluttershy mumbled under her breath, as if reassuring herself
>'Fuck yeah, me too' Gilda thought to herself as she swept her tongue over Fluttershy's pearl, drinking in the taste she'd dreamed of since she was a terrified, closeted young girl
>With a final, shuddering yelp, Fluttershy came
>And Gilda was delighted to find hers was a wet, messy, hollering orgasm
>She kept her face pressed against Fluttershy's sex, letting the other girl's juices splatter over her face, her tongue, and into her mouth
>Gilda didn't even need her fingers to finish; the taste was enough, and she dropped to her hands and knees, panting, as waves of relief crashed over her
>Fluttershy lay draped over the bike, desperately trying to catch her breath, the echoes of her effete, birdsong cries of pleasure only now dying down in the forest
>She shivered when the air caressed the slick spot between her thighs
>Gilda sat back on the ground, finding the grass prickly beneath her bare bottom
>Fluttershy sat up, dizzy, looking at Gilda with glassy, mesmerized eyes
>"Am I forgiven?" Gilda asked with a smirk
"Y-yes.  Well, maybe.  I don't know."
>"Don't know?  What else do I have to do!?"
"Oh, well, maybe I can think of a few things," Fluttershy said, and managed a coy wink despite the fact that she was currently scarlet from the neck up
>"You serious?"
>Gilda tucked her knees up against her chest, looking surprisingly young and vulnerable despite her hulking size
>"Is this gonna be a more-than-one-time thing?"
"I d-don't know, really.  It still doesn't really feel r-real."
>"You got that right.  Legit, you have no idea how many times I've dreamed something like this."
"I still don't know if I, um, believe that.  You hurt me r-really bad, you know."
>"I know."
"And as g-good as that felt, it doesn't really fix everything."
>"Yeah..."
>Gilda sighed and stood up, dusting the dirt off her lower half
>She held out her hand
>Skeptical, Fluttershy took Gilda's hand, and the other girl gently pulled her to her feet
>They embraced, cradling each other's naked forms
>Fluttershy allowed her head to rest on Gilda's muscular shoulder, and Gilda's hands found themselves at the small of Fluttershy's smooth back
>"Hey, listen.  I know it probably sounds stupid, but I want you to have this."
>Gilda broke the embrace long enough to pick up her jacket
"T-this?  Why?  It, um, probably won't fit me."
>"Yeah, but, like, it'll make up for me stealing so much of your shit, right?  And, well, maybe when you wear it... you'll think of me."
>Fluttershy was startled to see Gilda blushing
"I, um, could be okay with that."
>She let Gilda slip the jacket around her bare shoulders
>It was definitely too big, but it felt good, sturdy, and surprisingly comfortable
>Sort of like Gilda herself
>"So, guess I should take you back, huh?"
"No need to rush."
>"You serious?"
>Fluttershy nodded, and took a seat on the grass
>She stretched out, feeling the gentle earth beneath her naked skin
>"Now you've got the right idea," Gilda said, grinning
>She lay next to Fluttershy, and let the other girl rest her head on her bicep
"It's beautiful out.  Maybe we could stay a little while," Fluttershy said.  "And, um... I think I'm gonna keep the jacket on all night."

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