Title:           One Heart - 1. Move For Me
Author:          Slasher_Science
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First Edit:      Sunday 3rd of August 2014 05:50:50 AM CDT
Last Edit:       Sunday 3rd of August 2014 05:50:50 AM CDT

1. Move For Me
 
 
 
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I've been watching you. My breath seems to catch each time you are near. From that first day we met,
My heart has felt almost alien to me.
At first it bothered me.
But-
I've been watching you.
And eventually that apprehension went away. You don't really fit into this world. I know you work hard to fit in and be one of us.
That's just another thing I admire about you. My heart pounds when I see your determination.
How hard do you really try?
I wonder-
How far will you push yourself?
 
It doesn't really matter that you aren't one of us. That there's a possibility you may never fully assimilate. The only thing that matters to me-
Is that you try.
That your heart beats like mine. And I can talk to you every day.
Even if you don't feel the same...
Even if we can never share one love some day.
 
One joy.
 
One heart.
~~~~~~~~~
 
Last night-
You were never much of a drinker. So, it only took about four drinks to get your thoughts a little fuzzy.
Six to have you laughing too much.
Eight to make you forget about her.
And ten to make it hard to even stay conscious.
Why were you even drinking to begin with? *This place is great!*
 
Ponyville.
 
All the ponies were laughing with you.
"He's so drunk!"
"Haha he thinks he's funny!"
"Is this his first time?"
You fit in here so well. And she was missing all of this.
*Who?*
Well, there's someone helping you off the floor.
"Come on Anon. It's time to go."
 
"Idun wanna go! All mah friendz is here!" The patrons cheer when you are pulled out of the bar. The cold night air stings your skin, but you don't really notice. It was supposed to storm soon anyway, according to that useless random memory now at the fleeting forefront of your mind.
The fresh air does wonders for your churning stomach. You gulp and ask, "Where we goin'?" The hooves supporting you are straining against your weight. "To *oof* a nice comfy bed."
"Okay..."
Silly pony, doesn't she know your bed isn't comfy at all.
 
It's a hay bale.
 
"Are you going to throw up, Anon?"
"No, I'm not gunna." You didn't eat anything since breakfast, so what would you throw up? You vomit liquid all over the pony's hooves. Oh right, all that cider.
"'M sorry..."
"It's okay." You feel a hoof rub your back. Again, you throw up into the dirt. This time, it's half bile. Your throat burns in the cool air.
"Take- take me home."
"Okay, almost there." You start walking again.
"Thank you."
All the ponies were laughing at you. You don't fit in here at all. "Just take some deep breaths."
"It's not fun... Can't make, good decisions."
"Just take steady steps, Anon."
"Give me some time, I just need a little time."
"Okay, we're here. Just sit down." You flop down onto something.
 
A couch.
 
"You're the best, Applejack."
 
-
 
You are only half awake. A sweet smell fills your nostrils. This isn't the same place you passed out.
Or is it?
A soft feeling grazes your face. A warm pressure weighs on your chest and stomach. A wetness slides on your neck.
The soft feeling is a mane splayed over your face. The warm pressure is a body clinging to your torso.The wetness on your neck is a pair of lips.
"Where am I?"
You are still very drunk. And it's dark out. Can't have been out for long. And who is this sucking your neck?
"Whozzat?"
The pair of lips kiss their way up your neck, to the base of your skull, then to your right ear.
"It's me, sweetie. And you're home." She sits up and smiles down at you.
"Flustershys?"
No no, that can't be right. Why would feeble demure little Fluttershy be doing something like this? "You're home. Safe and sound."
"Where my clothes?" The only clothing you are wearing is your socks. Wasn't it Applejack who had gotten you from the bar?
She was there right?
 
*No.*
 
You had a fight with her.
She wouldn't want to be around you for a while. So why was Fluttershy-
"We're going to fit together so well, Anon."
What did that mean?
"Fluttershy, I need to go home."
She grabs your face, "I told you silly, you ARE home." You feel the fur on her belly slide against you. A wetness on the tip of the erection you weren't aware you had.
Then-
 
You are inside Fluttershy.
She shrills into your neck.
"No... No stop! Wha are you do... Flutshy.. stahp..." A dizzy spell takes over you from your heart thumping and head pounding. Fluttershy's insides are what you feel most. They squeeze you almost painfully. The clit winks against you.
It feels so alien.
You turn to the side and puke again in your dizziness. Fluttershy bends down and kisses your throat.
 
"Shhh, it's okay Anon. I'll help you feel a-all better."
 
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