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Feelings are not to be Bottled Up (Bottlecapx(You))

By natekiggers
Created: 2025-06-29 16:10:40
Updated: 2025-06-29 16:47:32
Expiry: Never
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  1. >You're sitting in front of a desk, busy with all the papers you have to deal with, involving the profit from the sales you have to recount and the taxes you have to pay
  2. >You think about your wife, the owner of the glass shop and the dealer of Ponyville's many bottles and jars, her current pregnancy and how it would affect the production input in the very near future
  3. >She didn't own some factory with multiple workers, everything presented in the shop is the work of one single mare, blue in a lot in the visual features of hers, but not in her personality
  4. >Right now she's on her seventh month, the belly just getting visibly rounded as your child inside of her grows, but still not enough to be heavy nor heavily nutritionally taxating to impair her in any way
  5. >Your mind drifts off into memories of how you met her, and how did your relationship bloom into a loving marriage
  6. >How you met a young and a very pretty blue mare when Berry Punch invited you for drinks for the first time, arguing that "passing a few cups of wine" would be good for you
  7. >She was delivering bottles to the pink winemaker, and you could deduce her occupation by her cutie mark, engaging in small talk with her
  8. >Even while not getting drunk that evening yet, you've chatted with the blue glassblower a lot, getting quite close to her
  9. >She have told you the ways she makes glass, and how it was family business that she inherited from her mother
  10. >The next morning, she showed you her shop before you had to go on your own business
  11. >You talked with each other more and more
  12. >You met on the streets saying hi, then you met her at Berry since she was the pink mare's drinking buddy, often seen together during evenings
  13. >You were captivated by her cute charisma and her adorable smiles, her powerful snowpity drove you to feel much deeper feelings towards her
  14. >Soon, you were dating, then you were married, and then you both found out that she's pregnant
  15. >You remember her dancing excitedly in one place when she presented you the test
  16. >When you just married her, your wife became so intoxicated with the idea of being so close to you, being legally tied together with you, that she wouldn't ever go anywhere without you being beside of her
  17. >When Berry heard that she's pregnant, she told her to give up alcohol for a while, a suggestion from somepony who is a mother herself
  18. >You're pulled away from your memories, initiated by your thoughts going far off when you should have been dealing with the papers, by hearing your wife come from her workshop, her hooves clip-clopping on the floor while she's humming a tune
  19. >She brought an already finished, pink glassy heart
  20. >In addition to her bottles and jars, her main products in Ponyville, she's also a glassworks artist, a creator of many glass stuff in the shape of anything
  21. >The simpler, down-to-earth townsfolk of Ponyville wasn't interested much in her glassworks art, it's something richer ponies bought while stopping by the town
  22. >Her glass art is accountable for a good portion of bits gained from the total sales, as it's much more expensive than an ordinary bottle
  23. >Getting up on her hindlegs and placing the heart on the table, she gently smiles at you with that one kind of a smile that makes your own heart melt
  24. >It's not the first heart she made for you, the first one is from before you were married, and ever since then they have a special place in you
  25. >You're always so gingerly with them, as they mean much more to you than a mere pretty piece of glass, they mean your mare's love for you, her soul, her own heart that you never break, likewise with her glassworks
  26. >You gently take it, spinning it in your hands, gazing at it like it's something very precious, something that is truly priceless
  27. >"Do you like it, Anon?"
  28. "I love it, Bottlecap. Just like I love you."
  29. >As you carefully put it back on the table, Bottlecap hugs you, nuzzling you on the cheek
  30. >You embrace her back, giving her you own nuzzle, savoring the feel of your wife's soft, gentle blue fur
  31. >Holding you still and giving you some pecks on the cheek, she sighs, her face turning sad
  32. "What's wrong? You can tell me anything." you reassure your wife, petting her head, running your hand through her silky, soft, blue mane, the shade darker than that of her coat
  33. >"I'm just a little worried. That she might not like to be a glassblower like me, or my mom, or my grandpa, or my grandgrandma, breaking our family tradition..."
  34. >She let out an another sigh
  35. "Bottle, love, everything is going to be alright. Do you remember how did your mom passed on it all to you?"
  36. >After a bit of silence, she began speaking
  37. >"I remember how my mom gave me various presents made of glass, and then took me to her workshop, where she showed me her glassworks. I was so mesmerized that I wanted to make something like that myself. My mom and my grandpa taught me how to do it, teaching me from the basics. When I made my first bottle, is when I got my cutie mark."
  38. "Cap, they didn't force you to make bottles as soon as you learned how to talk. If you wouldn't force her and instead show her your art like your mom did, she would become enraptured with it just like you."
  39. >Your argument convinced her very well, taking her worries away, as she smiled gently in your embrace, closing her eyes, her face being growing happy
  40. >"Unless she learns from Berry how to drink instead. And get other ponies drunk by making booze."
  41. "Berry is kind of overprotective around children. She woudn't do that to our foal until she would be much older."
  42. >Kissing you and letting you go from her hug, Bottlecap walked to the bed, lying on it
  43. >"The paper could wait for tomorrow, but you know who couldn't, Anon?"
  44. >You turn, seeing your beloved in her bed, looking at you with her beautiful eyes, blue akin to her coat, mane and tail
  45. >Up from your chair, you walk to her while she smiles happily
  46. >"Come on, love, get in!" she lifts the covers up for you
  47. >You take your clothing off and join your lover completely naked
  48. >Giggling, she lays her head on your shoulder, her ears ready for you to scritch
  49. >Closing her eyes, Bottlecap hums in her enjoyment of her ears being scritched
  50. >Your other hand travels to her pregnant belly, lovingly caressing her
  51. >She runs her forehoof on your chest in circles
  52. >Opening her eyes, she shifts herself slightly up on the pillow, making you lay on your side
  53. >Her face turns seductive
  54. >She licks her lips, waiting for your actions
  55. >Looking at her longingly for a while, you press your lips against hers
  56. >She puckers them up, ready for your next kiss
  57. >As your lips smack, you give a very gentle kiss with a lick on her own, prompting her to open her mouth, her tongue tenderly dancing with yours
  58. >Your tongues rub against each other, savoring the idyllic feeling as she wraps her hoof around your head, and you mirror her action, petting her on the head
  59. >She presses her teats against your abdomen
  60. >They're slightly swollen up, growing since she became pregnant
  61. >You touch her, gently caressing them, her hooves, her flanks and her belly containing your child, your beautiful little filly
  62. >Probably just as cute and blue like her mother, your gorgeous wife, your Bottlecap
  63. >Her tail caresses your legs, slowly brushing them
  64. >Still tenderly rubbing yourselves against each other, you gaze into each other's gaze, your tongue still dancing with hers in the expressions of pure, gentle, perfect love
  65. >You close each other's eyes in delight, just to open them again after you're done kissing, sharing a loving stare
  66. >You inhale her sea and rain scent, cuddling her, reveling the feel of her silky coat against your bare skin
  67. "I love you, Cappy, I love you so much."
  68. >You gaze into her blue eyes, captivated by her own loving, sultry stare
  69. >"You're so beautiful, Anon." Bottlecap gently coos, leaning to give you an another kiss on the lips
  70. "Good night, Cappy. Sweet dreams." you say, kissing her pretty face back
  71. >Feeling really sleepy, you close your eyes, cuddling closer to your wife, running your hand on her barrel, sharing your warmth with her own
  72. >Looking at you drifting off to sleep in her hooves, your mare runs her hooves on your back
  73. >"Good night, my love." she coos, closing her eyes
  74. >A couple of minutes later, only the gentle, relaxed breathing of the loving couple of a man and a mare could be heard in the entire house
  75.  
  76. The End.

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