Medical Procedures

The door opened with Dash limping, her mane and coat partially ruined with leaves and a thick branch sticking out of her left wing. “That book’s screwy, Twilight!”

“Rainbow, it said there’s a sixty nine percent chance of you crashing into a tree! You said, and I quote, “I’ll be fine, Twilight. Now, cast the spell already!” So I did, up you went, and here we are.” Twilight quickly grabbed the branch by the end after saying, “Now, hold still!”

She yanked hard and fast. With Rainbow being completely unprepared for the sudden tugging on her wing, she fell onto Twilight, too tired to do anything once off balanced. More important than the fall was how she landed.

It was totally unplanned, and yet, perfect. Twilight held on tightly, trying to secure her friend while she pinned Twilight on her back. Staring up, Twilight blushed, her hooves holding onto Rainbow’s shoulders. She just snickered and got up while apologizing. “Sorry, Twilight.”

“N-no, it’s okay,” Twilight said, getting to her hooves, a bit wobbly from Rainbow’s muzzle being so close to hers again.

“You keep falling on me, I keep falling on you. Seems like a game, huh?” Rainbow teased. “So, what’s next on that book? Other than having my wings ruffled into a pulp, that is…”

Twilight licked her lips, hoping there’d be a different step they could try, but to neglect preening could bring some serious damage to Rainbow. She had a choice that could go down four roads. Twilight could either neglect this step, or she could preen Rainbow’s wings which was the right thing to do.

If she did so, there’s the possible chance she could try flirting, and then things could escalate from there, or she could just keep at it, putting those perverted thoughts out of her head. That’s three possibilities. The fourth being that Rainbow wasn’t ready for a more intimate relationship with Twilight just yet, though that one was a long shot.

Of course, Twilight wasn’t about to let her friend be hurt without some medical care, nor was she going to break away from the book’s specific instructions. This was the next step, intentionally placed there because of how harmful the last exercise was. She sighed, looked at Rainbow who was perusing the D section of the library, and said, “Preening…”

With a blank blink of her eyes, Rainbow stared at a book labeled, “Drab Dan and the Journey for the Salami Slider.” She looked to Twilight. “Uh, Twilight, this is a joke, right?”

Twilight’s expression became worried. “Excuse me?”

“This book! Look!”

Rainbow held the book out, and Twilight set it aside. She thought Rainbow was offended by the next step or something. “Oh, it was written as a parody by the author’s brother, and was so funny, it got published as a real book… Rainbow, did you hear what we’ll be doing next?”

“Yeah, yeah,” Rainbow said, raising a hoof and lowering it to settle Twilight down. “You use magic to clean my wings, and-”

Twilight cut her off with, “Err…”

“What?”

Twilight lifted the book her way. “It says right here. No magic except to hold instruments. It has to be done by hoof, and it explains some massaging techniques I could use on you as well.” With the book hovering next to her and the left hoof rubbing the other, Twilight asked, “Would it be alright if we did this in… my room?”

Rainbow was transfixed by Twilight’s sweet eyes and kind smile. She knew all too well how pleasurable nearly every preening session went for her. The pegasi’s memories trailed all the way back to when Rarity got her the very same thing for her Birthday: a preening session. It felt good… Too good, in fact. Rainbow fought the urge as long as possible, but with the two twin mares tenderly rubbing each and every singly feather while applying welcomed pressure on her back…

Well, to say that was her best present ever would be an understatement, and the spa ponies were so understanding of Rainbow, too. Other times, the massager would look at Rainbow, perplexed as to why she had to bite the pillow so roughly.

Rainbow mostly preened herself these days. Otherwise, she’d get far too excited around others. It wasn’t as if this was unheard of, though. Pegasi everywhere were known to be difficult preeners. There’s just something about it that they love a bit too much.

She shook the memories away, and asked, “Are you s-sure, Twilight?”

She looked at the book, and took a deep breath. “It’s part of the practice.”

The two flinched a little with Twilight’s door suddenly closing, intruding on their silence. Spike walked down, passed the two by, and left the house after saying, “I’ll be at Applebloom’s if you need me. Be back by sundown.”

Rainbow looked at Twilight. If that didn’t give them the perfect, quiet and all around secluded house for this particular step which, if Rainbow wasn’t able to control herself, they’d need most badly, nothing would. It wasn’t so much the preening Rainbow dreaded.

It was the looming possibility that Twilight might discover just how quick she can be that Rainbow feared the most. Her mind rushed with images of her lost in pleasure while Twilight leaned on top, open mouthed, and not even barely touching her. “Uh…”

Twilight glanced from the door to Rainbow Dash. “Look...”

Rainbow shook her head. “You really don’t have to do this, Twilight,” she said with a worried smile.

Twilight came closer, minding the small table partially in her way. “I know pegasi get aroused with this. I can ignore that for you.”

Rainbow gulped; this was happening so fast. “I can do it myself, and you can help next to me?”

Twilight stopped walking, and asked quietly, “Next to you?” Her mouth slightly opened, trying to say something more, but nothing was coming out. Stand and… watch? Twilight was to offer simple advice for Rainbow while she did this herself which, by the way, meant it’d take twice as long?

It almost hurt Twilight’s feelings inside, to know Rainbow would rather preen herself all alone than have a friend help her with it, speed up the training, and possibly get just what Twilight thought Rainbow wanted, which was her.

Was she wrong? Were all those signals Rainbow gave Twilight figments of her imagination? Of course not. Rainbow was just caught off guard, and once her senses came back, she realized she was about to decline preening, any pegasi’s most loved luxury.

Suddenly smiling, she jokingly said, “Sike!” Twilight jumped a little, so Rainbow put her wing around the unicorn’s back to calm her down. “I was kidding, Twilight! Of course you can preen my wings! That’s sounding awesome right about now!”

“Oh… A-alright,” Twilight nervously mumbled while being lead up the stairs.

This was just Rainbow acting cool. Really, her heart was pumping against her chest, her hooves shook furiously, and although she’d felt calm any other time with Twilight, this preening business was both unexpected and surprising, even for her.

She knew she’d lose herself like always, but this time was different. This time, it’d be right in front of Twilight. What if she just keeps staring? What if she likes to see that cute, panting face Rainbow will undoubtedly be making in the next few minutes? “Think you’ll be able to contain yourself, Twilight?”

They’d reached the door, and Rainbow was smiling smugly. Though predictable to Twilight, Rainbow was astonished she was still able to keep her cool, even in a situation such as this. They entered the room, and just another couple of steps up was the bed where Rainbow would be required to lay upon.

She took flight with little thought about it, loose leaves following behind her, and landed up above on the edge. While Rainbow got herself comfortable, Twilight stood down below, wondering when her hooves would work again. “C’mon,” she whispered.

“You coming, Twilight?”

Her body started functioning again. “Yeah, on my way.”

She walked up, the book still floating next to her, and saw Rainbow laying on her bed, her back facing up, hind hooves spread down and almost touching the back rim, and her front hooves being used as comfy pillows. She looked breathtaking to Twilight. Something she simply couldn’t figure out was why that was, though.

Was it the way her wings looked, limply hanging from the bed’s edges? Was the thought of having to get up above Rainbow so she could do this supposed to be this rattling? Though Twilight didn’t know it, Rainbow felt the exact same way. Nervous, scared, and extremely turned on just by the mere thought. Rainbow just did a better job at hiding it.

She got up and onto the bed, kneeled down so her hooves could lay next to, and touching Rainbow’s. Then, she sighed, “Okay… The book says-”

“Spread them in and out, first.” Rainbow glanced at Twilight from the corner of her eye. “This isn’t the first time I’ve been preened before…”

She put her head back down, adjusted her frame a bit, and then slowly closed her eyes with a smirk just barely visible for Twilight to see. “Alright then,” the unicorn said. “I’ll just keep all this to myself. Just don’t get mad when I do something weird, unlike others.”

Rainbow giggled, and asked, “What’re you gonna do? Kiss me?”

Twilight gulped silently, and said, “I might.”

The two words were so naturally spoken, Twilight hadn’t even realized she was the one who said it until a moment or two later. After that, she shook it off and gripped Rainbow’s left wing with both hooves, just as it said to in the book.

Twilight originally thought they’d be frail and easy to lift, but they weren’t. Her feathers were dense with dirt, and were naturally heavy. Now that Twilight thought about it, that made complete sense. They were more built than normal pegasus wings, so of course they’d be dense, even when cleaned spotless.

They went in, folding over and under each other, and then stretched all the way back out with Twilight holding tightly onto the pressure points to keep the joints locked firmly outward, showing every spacing between each glorious feather.

Rainbow gave a small moan after Twilight guided the drooping wing back in, and then groaned loudly after it was pushed out again. It wasn’t like Twilight was playing with Rainbow’s private area. She was only preening her, right? And yet, Rainbow was enjoying it all too much.

They hadn’t even reached the part where Twilight required her tool for plucking, and already Rainbow was treating it like sex. Grunting with rolled back eyes, and looking up at Twilight with this smile… “That’s the most adorable grin I’ve ever seen,” Twilight thought while looking away from the wing itself, her lower legs shivering with excitement.

She quickly got to the next one, this time trying something new. She stretched it out even more, but that just seemed to make Rainbow that much more aroused. When she tried pulling this wing all the way in, Rainbow had to bite the pillow thanks to it feeling so erotic.

She finally let up, and the wing relaxed along with its owner. Some drool could be seen on the far end of the sheets and pillowcase. Rainbow huffed hard while looking at Twilight, drunk with pleasure. Though Rainbow would deny it, Twilight knew she’d just made her friend have an orgasm just from preparing her wings for what’s to come.

“Rainbow… I’m s-so sorry…”

She couldn’t really be sure, but Twilight figured she’d need to clean her blanket after this. With her adjusting her hooves to compensate for the sudden, wet feeling, Rainbow said, “N-no, I’m fine. Keep going, Twilight. You’re doing great!”

Twilight raised a hoof to her cheek in an attempt to hide her flushed face. She sighed, and then levitated a rather small box over. Inside was everything she needed to properly clean every little feather Rainbow had. Pluckers, specifically made for pegasi.

Usually, ponies like Rainbow Dash used their teeth to hold them, and that’s why having somepony else do this step for them is so much better, and even recommended by some medical physicians. Not only can Twilight preen Rainbow and get all the places she would otherwise miss, but she’d also have someone there to comfort her along the way.

When pegasi are nervous, they tend to miss their target. That can result in unhealthy developments later on. It was best that they have their wings preened by somepony else; if only it didn’t feel so sexual and intimate for them.

Twilight, once again, stretched out Rainbow’s left wing while magically holding the instrument close. “You might feel some stinging, Rainbow. Try your best to relax and hold still.”

Rainbow, for the most part, was about as relaxed as anypony like her should be. With Twilight leaning over her, their thighs touching, and Twilight of all ponies pressing down on her back oh, so gently, Rainbow could’ve fallen asleep peacefully were it not for the sudden yanking under her awkwardly adjusted appendage. Twilight looked at the book, nodded, and then moved the wing over to her with a quick huff.

“Mmh, Twi…” Rainbow’s face became that much more visible for Twilight with the moving of her wing. Her eyes were closed, and an all too amused snicker could be seen beyond the plush pillow trying to hide her mouth.

Twilight couldn’t help but to smile as well. Something about this was different, sure, but in a good way. Perhaps it was from knowing Rainbow’s happy. Even though it’s sexual bliss, it’s bliss all the same, but she hesitated still.

Why she chose to resist saying something was beyond Twilight. Here she was, Rainbow below her almost waiting for her to make a move, and she was thinking about it. “What am I to do?” She could do anything at this point, and she knew this. However, for some reason, asking herself this question settled Twilight’s nerves.

“Rainbow?” Twilight asked, kindly petting the blue feathers that rested on her lap.

“Yeah?” Rainbow asked, her eyes still closed. Twilight snatched a tough sand-spur out, bringing Rainbow to moan, “Ah! That one’s been itching that one ever since we started. Thank you!”

Twilight put it on the table along with some leaves and a branch or two. She’d waited long enough. There would be other preening sessions than this one for sure. If she didn’t tell Rainbow about her feelings then, it would be some other time. She would be prolonging the inevitable. Why keep pointlessly beating around the bush like that? “Rainbow, I…”

She slowed down, both her hooves placing themselves on Rainbow’s back gently. She stretched them out while gulping, and Rainbow lifted herself up slightly to look at her. The glint in Twilight’s eyes told Rainbow everything, though. Twilight needn’t say a word, and besides, it would be wrong for Rainbow to force Twilight into making the first official move.

With her left hoof keeping her elevated and the other tightly wrapping around Twilight neck, Rainbow pulled Twilight right in, and kissed her. She was beyond tempted to stimulate the sensation further by opening her mouth and letting Twilight’s tongue in, but found she didn’t need to. Twilight had already done that on instinct alone.

They collapsed in each other’s grasp, tongue twisted. Rainbow tossed her wings around to let Twilight lay on her back while she let her friend’s hind hooves get by, them still sharing their kiss. Twilight pulled away quickly to try and say, “Rainbow, I…”

“Shut up, Twilight,” Rainbow chortled with a chuckle and pecking her on the lips yet again. “I know. You’re in love with me, and I’m in love with you, right?”

With a solemn nod, Twilight explained, “Well, it’s not just that, but I’m not finished with your wings! We should try and wait until I’m done, don’t you think?”

Rainbow shook her head in disbelief. “Twilight, forget the way the book says it this time, and just do it.”

Of course, Rainbow took the lead of things, continuously kissing Twilight while slowly but still steadily flipping Twilight around so that she was on top. Once in the position Rainbow desired, she looked down at the blushing mare below her. “I’ve waited a long time for this…”

Twilight blinked cutely. “So have I…”

With one last, long kiss, Rainbow started pecking Twilight’s chin, and then the neck. In between her fondling, Rainbow decided to confess, “I was never sure if you were into mares, really. That’s why I never took a chance.”

As Rainbow licked her chest, Twilight asked, “Do you wonder if things would’ve been different if you never broke your hoof?”

Rainbow paused for a moment to glance up at Twilight’s blushing face, and said, “Nah.” She smiled. “I’ve always kinda had this thing for you since we met.”

Twilight looked away shyly, and said, “I’ve always liked you, too. I was just too stubborn to admit it.”

Rainbow lifted Twilight’s surprisingly light body up and against the pillow to ask, “Have you like liked me since the very first day we met?” Twilight’s lips parted, but only she noticed. She thought for a minute, looking into Rainbow’s beautiful eyes. “That’s how long this has been building for me. What about you?”

Twilight’s eyelids lowered. “Well, to be blunt, your first impression on me was extremely bad.” Rainbow frowned and looked away. “But,” Twilight said, “you were able to redeem yourself more than a few times. So… like, a week or two after I met you.”

Rainbow chuckled, “Better late than never, huh?”

Twilight glided Rainbow up by the chin and kissed her again before saying, “I suppose…”

Breaking the line of sight, Rainbow looked down. Only on rare peeks did she ever get her chance at seeing Twilight’s folds if she was lucky enough. Now, seeing the real deal up close and personal, Rainbow’s entire being froze.

Her mouth watered along with her eyes. A funny thought rushed through her head at that moment. What if she went to try it out and got a nosebleed? How embarrassing that would be for her... But no, that’s not going to happen. This is what Rainbow had been waiting for, working for, and more often than not, dreaming about.

“Well?” Twilight asked. Rainbow glanced up to see the anticipating glare from Twilight, and nodded. Rainbow figured Twilight might like some teasing first, and briskly but barely brushed her tongue right along the outside edges, bringing twilight to gasp suddenly. “Ah! R-Rainbow?!”

Finally dragging up and popping Twilight’s clit expertly, Rainbow calmed Twilight down with, “Relax, I only toyed with it a little.”

Twilight bit her bottom lip, wondering aloud, “A little?”

Rainbow yanked Twilight in closer while kneeling down. How Twilight could possibly have such a pink, puffy pussy was beyond Rainbow. Not even hers was that well taken care of. The scent alone nearly made Rainbow feel lightheaded with arousal.

Taking a moment to look down and breath normally rather than in a dazed stare, Rainbow sighed, “Aren’t I the one that’s supposed to be pleasured?”

She brushed it off with a shake of her head, looked back with a ready expression, and took another taste. Twilight started moaning again, so Rainbow slowed down as best she could. Though she was confident, Rainbow could hardly contain her potent urges. The deeper she got into Twilight, the more tasty her meal became.

She pressed onward with Twilight holding onto the back railing with one hoof and Rainbow’s mane with the other, her face contorting to try and hold out a little longer. She finally panted, “Gonna cum…”

There was no stopping her, either. Rainbow felt it getting moist and hot down there, but not enough to her satisfaction. With the summit of her hoof, Rainbow started twirling Twilight’s red clit in circles while digging in deeper and deeper.

Eventually, Twilight’s head rolled back in ecstasy, her eyes closing tight, and all the while Rainbow refusing to let her stop. By the time Twilight’s tortured twat was let go, Rainbow’s whole mouth was coated with her juices, cheek to cheek. “Refreshing,” Rainbow teased.

Twilight looked down hazily, and asked, “Had… enough?”

The two began to snicker, and then laughed. Slouching down with Rainbow still holding on, Twilight continued to huff while Rainbow wiped her rather damp mouth clean. Afterwards, she persisted on a kiss with Twilight shaking vigorously and chanting, “No! That’s gross, Rainbow!”

Naturally, Twilight lost, and was soon sharing their final kiss of the night with one another, this one being the longest, and the tastiest. Rainbow broke it, and then rose slowly so she could gain some distance. “So, you ever heard of a sixty nine?”

Twilight blushed. She most certainly had not, but she couldn’t let Rainbow know that. “Uh, sure I have!”

Rainbow’s eyebrow raised while she crossed her hooves and offered a smug smile. “Really?”

“Yeah, of course! Who wouldn’t know what a sixty nine is?” Inside her head, she thought, “That’s a number, now what’s so sexual about it? Is it a position, or a toy? What if it’s a swear of oath?!”

Rainbow looked at the floor, and then said, “Okay then, go over there and stand on your head.”

Twilight’s muzzle scrunched up. “Stand on my head?”

“Yep.”

Twilight was no fool, but she knew whatever Rainbow had planned must be good, if not practical. She did as instructed and stood on her head over the rug. “Okay, what now?” Twilight asked with a wobble.

“Now,” Rainbow said. “... Try and lick your nose.” Twilight stared at her with a dull expression. She wasn’t going to do that even if she could. “Alright, alright. Stand normally, Twilight,” Rainbow laughed as her partner got back in bed now blushing not from arousal, but embarrassment. “A sixty nine is a position. Both of us each eats the other’s pussy out at the same time.”

“Eww, I’m not gonna lick you!”

Rainbow huffed, “What? I just ate you out! You can’t do that for me?”

Twilight furtively giggled, then gestured for her friend to stop. “I’m kidding! Of course I’ll eat you out!”

Rainbow simply sat there. For a moment, she wasn’t sure if her ears were working properly. Twilight, her best friend and secret crush just said she’d be glad to lick her lower gap dry. “Then let’s get started!”

She stood suddenly, almost surprising Twilight. With her backing up slowly and moving her tail out of Twilight’s way, Rainbow lowered herself down, flank up, and shifted Twilight into a much more easier place.

Rainbow, for the most part, started with what she could see: Twilight’s special little button just barely peeking up above from the tip. As for Twilight, she simply stared blankly, unsure as to how this works exactly.

“This must be what Rainbow felt like, glaring at my…” Twilight gulped at the glistening marvel that looked back down at her. It looked so inviting, and yet, sacred. Dare she take a taste? Just a quick, slow lick? “It’s just experimenting, after all.”

Aww, what’s she thinking? This isn’t an experiment. It’s exactly what she and Rainbow have been wanting for months now, and she wasn’t about to let nervousness stop her from indulging. Besides, she couldn’t resist for long anyway.

One kiss… “That’s what you’re supposed to do, right?” And then another. Then, a lick. It tastes… “Mmh, good…” Twilight leaned away only for a brief moment to lick the side of her lips, but quickly assaulted the hole with her tongue seeping past her mouth. She had to close her eyes from relishing in the experience and the strong scent that had suddenly entered her mind.

It was unreal; so sweet, tangy… salty at times, too. It depended on where she licked, and how good she was to Rainbow. She’d hardly realized how down Rainbow had gotten herself. Her entire muzzle was scratching itself with Twilight’s widely spread lips.

Rainbow was already near orgasming again, and could hardly hold on. With Twilight sinking in deeper, and her own tongue stuck, probably drowning, she mumbled, “I’m… c-close, Twilight.”

The unicorn retreated only for a second to say, “Do that special thing you did earlier.”

Rainbow nodded, stopped her hoof from rubbing Twilight’s flank, and brought it up to her apparently sensitive nub. Like a speed boat, she started rocking Twilight’s twat way harder than last time, almost pushing her over the edge right then and there.

Just before submerging herself back into Rainbow’s warm hole, Twilight had to give off a sudden, “Y-yes!” Then, she got back to her own pleasant work.

In no time at all, the whole room would be filled with a wet heat. The nearer they came, the hotter things got. Both mares sweated and huffed, but kept slurping without wasting another moment. Finally, Twilight’s tail twitched along with Rainbow’s, and with two, small grunts of happiness, they both started cumming simultaneously.

Twilight’s back shivered while Rainbow kept up with the rhythm she had going, not daring to stop. Eventually, though, she collapsed next to Twilight, her muzzle drenched yet again, and fell asleep shortly there after.

They were both too worn out to even think about finishing Rainbow’s preening session, so that would have to wait until the morning. It would be odd for Twilight and Rainbow, waking up next to each other, holding one another closely.

Though, once the memories of the previous night surfaced, they’d exchange a quick kiss, and Twilight would hurry off into the shower. Of course, Rainbow would follow only to be rejected. Typically, it seemed Twilight would be the wife of this relationship.