You scoot closer to him and pull him into your side, leaning your nose down to nuzzle his mane. "Feeling nervous?"
"Y-yeah...heh...kinda, I guess.", Feather stammers out as he rubs the sides of his legs.
You give him a bit of a squeeze in your hug. "You're always gonna be safe here, bud. Remember what I said?"
Feather gives a little "mhmm" and leans himself into you, grasping the glass of tea in his hooves as he rests his head against the side of your chest. You gently pet along his side and don't get pushy about the pictures. His shaking begins to slow, but picks up again as he opens his mouth to talk.
"S-so the p-pictures..."
You kiss the top of his head as his voice tapers off. "We'll get to them when you're ready to. Just try to relax and calm your nerves, Feath."
The young colt gives a shaky little groan and nuzzles his face into your fur, easing himself in your embrace and letting his body relax. It takes the course of a few minutes, but his shakes finally leave.
The little pegasus sets his empty glass on the counter. "Okay, I think I'm ready. No pony else lives here, right?" He moves away from you a bit so that he can lean more towards the table.
You follow him forward, a hoof still around his side. "Just me, bud. I promise not to tell anypony about anything we do in this house, as long as you promise the same." Your hoof idly snakes inwards and rubs along his soft little belly.
"Y-yeah, I promise not to tell anypony, Muds. You uh...you ready to see...?" Feather's voice lingers off.
"Pictures of butts?", you say to finish Feather's sentence. He reaches out and pulls the box over, shaking softly again at your words. "You're safe to say that here, Feather. You're safe to say anything at all...I'm actually really happy to have another pony that likes butts as much as me. Well I'm guessing you do, right?"
Featherweight takes a deep breath in and out. "Yeah....yeah, I really like butts." Feather blushes softly. "That feels good to say. N-nopony else has ever....I really, really like butts, Muds!" He reaches out to the box again and hesitates for a moment before removing the lid.
Inside is a large stash of printed photographs laid out plainly. All of them are of the normal things he's shown you prior. Town hall, some shops, flowers, etc. Feather scoops them all out and asks you to put them aside. As you set them far across the coffee table, he hooks his hoof under a small tab in the box and then lifts it up to reveal a fake floor hiding multiple closed envelopes.
"Aren't you a smart one~?", you say as you rub his back.
"Y-yeah, don't want my parents to find these." He lays the three envelopes on the table, setting the box aside. "You wanna pick one?"
"I was gonna let you go through them at your own pace, Feath. I wanna hear you tell me all about each one~" You add a little suave to your low voice and rub at his side.
"I-I can do that...just thought it'd be fun to let you pick. They aren't ordered or anything, so it doesn't matter."
You look at the three envelopes. None of them are labeled, though one looks less full than the others. Seems like a blind guess to pick what butts you'll see. You also think about setting a certain little colt's butt in your lap as you both look, but are unsure.
What do you do?
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