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Today's Horoscope (Virgo): A romantic interlude with someone close to you may take an unexpected turn.

Morning

Today, we'll be doing some shopping around town...

When I head out to the living room, I find Pinkie, Rainbow, and Sonata clustered together, talking quietly and giggling. As I enter, they look up, and the giggling intensifies. Rainbow blushes and gives me a little wave. I smile and wave back to her, then duck into the kitchen to see about breakfast.

Rarity's in the kitchen making omelettes. She looks up at me and smirks. "Well," she says, tossing her hair. "If it isn't the rooster in the henhouse."

"Flaaaaaaaaash," Pinkie whines from behind me. "Why didn't you tell me you were planning to spread the love?"

I facepalm. "Does everybody know?"

"Well it's hard not to, darling," Rarity says. "Rainbow Dash wandered upstairs naked, sweaty, and carrying her clothes, and then there was the smell..." She wrinkles her nose. "It was rather obvious, really." She smirks at me. "Oh, and she spilled the beans about your little...ahem...plan to clear the air, as it were." She folds the omelette in the pan. "I suppose you were planning to approach me next and oh-so-charmingly offer to deflower me?"

"Uhh..." Oh shit...I didn't even consider Rainbow telling the others about this...

Rarity looks me up and down as though appraising a dress. "I'll think about it," she says. "Though if...if...I agree, I expect a more romantic setting than the back yard." She plates the omelette and starts working on another. "And some nice scented candles, if you don't mind. Vanilla, I think. Or perhaps jasmine."

"I, uhh...I'll keep that in mind," I say. I head back to the living room, feeling like a deer caught in the headlights.

Rainbow gives me a sheepish look. "They dragged it outta me, dude," she says. "Sorry."

I shrug. "At least everybody's taking it well."

"I dunno about everybody," Rainbow says. "Fluttershy looked pretty disgusted, and Applejack just made some countryism about the whole thing."

Within minutes, everyone has gathered, and Rarity starts serving omelettes with sausage patties and orange halves. As we all sit down, Cadance says, "I know some of you want to go into town and do some shopping today. Who's going?"

We all raise our hands.

"Okay. We'll head for the mall in about..." Cadance checks the time. "An hour or so." She looks at Fluttershy. "Now. Important question." She glances at Applejack, winces, then says, "Err...what...do you want to do for your birthday tomorrow?"

"I don't really care," Fluttershy says. "You don't need to worry about me."

"Did you have any...plans for tomorrow? Anything specific?" Twilight asks.

Applejack frowns. "Whutever it is y'all are tap-dancin' around, jes' go on ahead an' talk about it." She stands up. "Ah'll leave th' room if'n y'all don't wanna let me in on whut's goin' on. Jes'...don't do this right in front of me. It's insultin'."

Most of us look down at the table. Twilight sighs. Rainbow grimaces.

Sonata writes something, then holds it up for Applejack to see:

If we told you what's going on, you honestly wouldn't believe us.

"She's right," Cadance says with a shrug. "It's...it's one of those things..."

Applejack tilts her hat back. "Ah seen some pretty weird stuff lately. Y'all bein' in one spot one second an' someplace clear over yonder th' next, that fire at that party hall, all them secret meetin's y'all keep havin' all over th' place..." She shakes her head. "An' th' way everybody suddenly hates Fluttershy, an' Ah can't quite figure that one out."

"They found out I'm the hacker that's been causing problems for everyone in the dorm since September," Fluttershy says. "That's why everybody's upset with me."

Applejack blinks and stares at Fluttershy. "Say whut?"

"Yeah, her and Sunset Shimmer," Rainbow says. "They've been screwing us around all year long."

Applejack frowns. "Huh." She peers at Fluttershy. "Now why you wanna go an' do a fool thing like that?"

Fluttershy looks away.

Cadance clears her throat. "The reason none of us told you about this is because so far, you haven't really been affected by any of it personally. And, well...you've got your own problems to deal with." She looks up at Applejack. "The situation is being handled. Principal Celestia and Vice-Principal Luna know all about it. For reasons too complicated to go into, actually dealing with it has been left up to us." She frowns at Fluttershy. "Fluttershy isn't helping Sunset Shimmer anymore, right?"

"Right," Fluttershy says softly.

"And she's sorry for everything she's ever done to us and wants to help make amends, right?"

Fluttershy gives her a sullen look. "Don't push it," she says.

Applejack glares at her. "Hey now! That ain't no way t' talk t' Nurse Cadance!"

Fluttershy glares right back at Applejack. "Mind your own business."

Applejack stares wide-eyed at Fluttershy, her mouth working silently.

Twilight sighs. "Fluttershy, just...just stop," she says tiredly. "We're all getting sick of your attitude."

"Yeah," Pinkie says, her hair wilting. "We hoped...you know...you coming with us would..." She frowns. "Maybe improve your attitude. Instead, you've been..."

"You don't know anything about me," Fluttershy says. "You don't know what I've been through."

"That's because you won't tell us," Twilight says. "We just...we just want to be your friends..."

Fluttershy snorts. "Friends? None of you even trust me."

I trust you.

Sonata gives Fluttershy a sad, pleading look.

Fluttershy sighs. "I just...don't want to talk about it," she says softly. She looks around at us. "Isn't it enough that...that I'm not helping her anymore? That I took out all the bugs in the dorm and fixed the security holes in all your laptops? That you can use your webcams without anyone watching, that I'm not recording every word everyone says?"

Applejack's eyes double in size.

"I just..." Fluttershy sighs. "I just..."

Nobody says anything for a long time.

"Fluttershy," Cadance finally says, "do you think Sunset Shimmer has something bad planned for you tomorrow?"

Fluttershy looks up. "I don't know," she says. "After I blew the whistle on that whole fake pregnancy thing, she went dark. I have no idea what she's up to now. Oh, except I know she's not in Canterlot right now. She's in Neighpon."

"Well that's a relief," Twilight says.

"Okay," Cadance says. "Let's...let's all get ready to go into town, and...and go."

Daytime

The mall in Haytona is more than twice the size of the mall in Canterlot. We all split into groups; I go with Pinkie and Twilight. As we're exploring, Pinkie questions me about my evening with Rainbow, while telling Twilight about that little episode with Rarity in the kitchen this morning.

For her part, Twilight is greatly amused by this. "I think you bit off more than you can chew with that one, Flash," she says teasingly. She tilts her head. "So, any idea where you'll take Rarity if she wants to sleep with you?"

It's so weird to be talking about this with my girlfriend...s...

"I guess maybe that little outcropping we walked to the other day?" I shrug. "It's private, it's on the beach but there's not as much sand..."

"Don't forget to get the candles!" Pinkie says.

"You're enjoying this way too much," I say, giving Pinkie a sideways glance.

"What can I say?" Pinkie says, shrugging. "It's fun!" She grins, putting her hands behind her head. "To be honest, I'd kinda like to see the whole dorm just have one great big orgy. Even Shining Armor and Cadance. Oh, and Celestia and Luna!" She pauses, then adds, "But no orgy for Fluttershy. Not until she stops being a meanie-pants."

"I don't think I want to be in an orgy with my big brother," Twilight says, turning faintly green.

"I dunno, Twi-Twi," Pinkie says with a sly grin, "I bet he'd love to be in an orgy with you!"

"GAH! PINKIE!"

We spend most of the day wandering from store to store, looking for something for Fluttershy, buying souvenirs, and window-shopping in general. We spend almost an hour at the food court. By the time we're done, Twilight's bought Fluttershy a couple of animal movies, and I found a highly detailed model kit of a pegasus to give her. Maybe a hobby will settle her down a bit...

I also pick up some vanilla scented candles for Rarity and some lavender scented massage oil for Twilight.

Evening

After leaving the mall, we head to a local buffet for dinner, then return to the beach house. At eight thirty, I get a text from Rarity.

Twilight leans over my shoulder and reads the text. "Have fun," she says, kissing me. She stretches. "I think I'll have a little alone time with Pinkie tonight." She tilts her head. "Mind if we use that massage oil you bought?"

"Just don't use it all," I say. "I want to use it with you too."

I put on something a little nicer than what I wore into town today, splash on some aftershave, slip my phone and a couple of condoms into my pockets, then gather up a blanket, the candles, and a matchbook in one of my shopping bags from the mall. At five minutes to nine, I head for the foyer.

When Rarity arrives, she's wearing a backless black evening gown and matching heels and holding a medium-sized shopping bag. She smiles silkily at me. "I'm ready for our little rendezvous, darling," she says.

"You look gorgeous," I say. "Aren't you a little overdressed, though?"

She laughs. "There's no such thing!" She bats her eyes at me. "Are we perhaps going down to the beach?"

"That's what I had in mind, yeah."

"Splendid," she coos. "Making love on the beach is positively romantic."

"And I know a good spot that's not too close to the water and fairly private," I say. I offer her my arm; she takes it, and we head out.

The bag Rarity is carrying is clinking gently as it sways in her grasp. "I must say, I'm quite..." She pauses. "Well...nervous, excited, intrigued...this is honestly something I was never expecting." She looks up at the moon. "I've been reading romance novels and...well..." She clears her throat. "Bodice-rippers since I was Sweetie Belle's age, and more than a few times, I've envisioned myself in exactly this situation...alone on a beach under the moonlight, about to offer myself to a dashing gentleman..." She glances at me. "Well, a moderately handsome lecher in this case, but given your, ahem, body of experience..." She coughs. "Especially seeing as you have taken the virginity of approximately half the dorm..." She glances at me and smirks. "Odd, that, considering you are supposedly in a steady relationship."

I laugh weakly. "Trust me, I'm well aware of how unusually lucky I am." I shake my head. "Especially since back in Seaddle, I'd never even really talked to a girl before. I mean...you know..."

"Yes, I know," Rarity says, laughing. "I suppose it's a consequence of living with so many attractive young women, seeing them at their best and at their worst, being their rock..." She smiles. "We've all come to trust you, Flash. Especially in light of this messy and bizarre Zodiac business." She takes my hand and squeezes it. "In all honesty, I...I wouldn't be doing this if I didn't feel I could trust you implicitly."

"Rarity..."

"Besides, I've had an excellent look at your body, and, well..." She smiles and licks her lips. "Rarity likes."

I slip my arm around her waist. "Not near as much as I like yours," I whisper into her ear.

She titters and rolls her eyes. "You're incorrigible!" She leans into me.

When we reach the outcropping, I spread the blanket I brought out on the smoothest patch of sand I can find, facing the ocean but with the rocks concealing us from the public areas of the beach, where we can still see some people partying. I place four stout scented candles near the corners of the blanket, burying the bottoms right in the sand, and light them. The tiny flames dance in the light ocean breeze.

Rarity sits down on the blanket and rummages around in her bag, drawing out a bottle of wine and two glasses. "I convinced Nurse Cadance to indulge a request," she says, her cheeks faintly pink. "Even after what she told us, I...well...I thought it appropriate, all things considered, to have a glass of wine together before we..." She waves a glass around. "She agreed, so...here we are. I did promise her that we would only have one glass each, of course."

I sit down across from Rarity; she hands me the wine and a corkscrew. It takes me a minute to figure out how to work it, but I uncork the bottle and pour Rarity a glass of wine, then pour one for myself. We toast, then drink the wine; it's quite dry, and barely leaves a trace as it goes down.

Once that's done, Rarity collects the glasses and the bottle and puts them back in her bag. "You, ahem...brought protection, I trust?"

"Of course."

"Thank you," she says. She slips off her shoes, placing them in the bag, then slides over closer to me. In a trembling whisper, she says, "I'm all yours."

I cup Rarity's chin in my hand and kiss her deeply; she reciprocates, wrapping her arms around me and running her hands up and down my back. I slide her dress down her shoulders, then lean back and examine her bare breasts. They're larger than Twilight's, pert and beautiful. I gently cup them in my hands. Rarity shifts around a bit, thrusting her chest forward. I kiss and tease and fondle her breasts as she unbuttons my shirt, spreading it open and stroking my chest.

"Mmm," she moans, craning her neck back. I kiss her all along her neck. We both stand up; I shed my shirt while Rarity undoes my pants. I slide her dress off; she kneels down, gathers it up, and stuffs it in her bag. She stands up again, blushing as I look her up and down; all she's wearing is a lacy pair of black panties. I grasp her rear end and squeeze it as I kick my pants off; she slides my boxers down, and I kick them away.

Rarity steps back and looks me up and down. "I've seen everything before, of course," she says, her gaze lingering on my erect manhood. "Still..." Her blush deepening, she slowly, sensually removes her panties. Letting them dangle from one ankle, she stretches her leg out, keeping her eyes on me with a playful smirk, and kicks them off into her bag.

My eyes fall to her crotch, which is nude of hair and brilliantly pink with her excitement. I step forward and wrap an arm around her back, cupping and fondling her left breast while I drop my right hand to her sex, massaging and teasing her slit. She gasps and trembles under my touch. She allows me to stroke and fondle her for some time before pulling out of my grasp and sinking to her knees. With a sultry smile, she wraps her slender fingers around my shaft and strokes me, then leans forward and wraps her gorgeous amethyst lips around me. She keeps her eyes locked on mine as she sucks my dick, her tongue bathing my shaft as her lips press against me, moist and warm. I struggle to hold back as long as I can, but all too soon I come, filling her mouth with my seed. She rocks back, sitting on her heels, and—as delicately as she possibly can—spits it all onto the rocks behind us. She wipes her lips with her fingers, then smears the remainder onto the blanket. She studies my flagging staff, then crawls over to where my pants fell and roots through my pockets until she finds a condom. "Lie down, darling," she says.

I lay down on the blanket on my back. Rarity crawls on top of me, straddling me and rubbing her crotch against my dick. It doesn't take long for me to start getting hard again; she strokes me with her hand until I'm firm, then unwraps the condom and rolls it onto me. "Alright...take me," she says breathily.

I wrap my hands around her hips and pull her into position, rubbing my cock along her slit before prodding her open. I take a deep breath and thrust into her, pulling her down toward me. She lets out a loud cry, followed by a strangled hiss. I wait for a second, then push deeper. She squeezes her eyes shut; a thin trickle of blood runs down her thigh.

"Are you alright?" I ask.

She takes a deep breath, then nods. "Y-yes," she says. "I...wasn't entirely prepared for that." She smiles, looking down at me with wet eyes. "I'm...ready for more," she says, leaning forward and bracing herself with both hands on the blanket, her breasts hanging near my face. I make slow love to her; after a time, she starts bearing down harder on me, grinding against me. Her breath is coming in ragged gasps; her breasts sway enticingly in front of me.

Even though I want to—need to—fuck her hard and fast, I go slow and steady for as long as I can. Rarity doesn't seem to be in any hurry; her hair curtains around me as she leans as low as she can, moaning and shuddering as she takes me inside again and again.

I don't know how long it takes before I come; I sag back against the blanket, and Rarity falls on top of me. Our faces are pressed together. She smiles and kisses me softly. "That...was simply amazing," she says.

"Yeah," I say. "You are so beautiful, so sexy..."

Rarity smirks. "I bet you say that to all the girls," she says.

I reach up and cup her face with one hand, then trail it down to her shoulder, before stroking her breast. "If...if you'll let me...and if you give me a little time to rest up...I want to do you again," I say.

She smirks. "Making the most of our little one-night stand?"

"Do you blame me?" I ask.

"Well..." She rolls her eyes and blushes. "When you put it that way."

"Do you think you'd be okay with something a little rougher?"

She blinks and purses her lips in surprise. "Oho," she says, a playful, teasing smile on her lips. "Feeling emboldened, are we?"

I shrug. "You have no idea what my sex life with Twilight and Pinkie is like," I say. "For someone who just lost her virginity on Christmas Eve, Twi can take a real pounding."

"Gaaaah," Rarity says, pulling a face. "More than I really wanted to know."

I playfully squeeze Rarity's ass. "So, are you up for it?"

"Hmm..." Rarity drawls, a thoughtful look on her face. "Well..." She turns very red. "I...I do believe I rather would...like to have you inside me again..." She looks down at me. "Exactly how rough are we talking? I'd rather not have any bites or bruises or burns or..."

"Gah! Nothing like that!" I say. "I just meant doing it...y'know...harder than that. And...well..." I cough. "I really want to do you from behind."

"Behind," she says flatly.

"Yeah."

"I...don't believe I'm quite ready to have...that part of my body deflowered..."

"FROM behind, not IN the behind!"

"Oh." Rarity looks sheepish. "Well...alright then." She rolls off of me and sits up. "If...if you'll tell me what I need to do..."

I guide Rarity onto her hands and knees, fondling her ass and breasts and rubbing her wet, glistening pussy all the while. I grab the other condom from my pants and put it on; I'm already rock hard again at the prospect of doing Rarity like this. Kneeling behind her, I grab her hips. "Are you ready?"

"I believe soOOOOOOOH!"

Rarity cries out, her entire body jerking forward as I slam into her. Without waiting for a reply, I pound into her over and over again. Her cries and the sharp slap of flesh on flesh spur me on. This time, it's over in just a few minutes; once I come, I fall back on the blanket, catching myself with my hands and lying flat.

Rarity gingerly crawls around to face me, then lowers herself onto the blanket next to me. She has a put out, pouty expression on her face. "You're a brute," she says.

"And you're even hotter on your hands and knees than you are on top of me," I say, wrapping an arm around her and pulling her close. I kiss her roughly; she returns the kiss, then rolls onto her back with a sigh.

"Really though," she says, "I believe I prefer the more gentle lovemaking from the first time than that...that..."

"Fucking?"

"Yes."

"Sorry."

"Mmm, it's alright," Rarity says. "I never said I didn't enjoy it. I just prefer what we did the first time." She yawns. "Oh my...I'm rather...exhausted..."

I'm getting a little sleepy myself...

I pull Rarity into a comfortable embrace as she starts to doze off. The gentle sound of the ocean is soothing, and I welcome sleep...