Truth or Dare

Truth or Dare
Chapter Six

“Speechless, breathless, and mind completely blank,” she says. “Ah’d say y’ met her expectations with flyin’ colors.”

You nod and slowly stop panting, though the soft glow on your horn doesn’t fade. You can feel your face heat up with a blush as you glance at Rainbow Dash, Fluttershy and Twilight Sparkle. Rainbow Dash looks over to Fluttershy, a crafty grin forming on her face, while Fluttershy’s eyes widen in surprise. She immediately shakes her head ‘no’, and looks to you with concern.

“Come on, Fluttershy!” Rainbow Dash says in a frustrated tone as she walks behind the yellow pegasus.

Fluttershy shakes her head again, this time more vehemently, glancing at you from the corner of her eye. “Oh no, Dash, I couldn’t possibly—”

The timid mare’s eyes widen as Rainbow Dash starts pushing her towards you. “There is no way…” Rainbow Dash grunts with exertion as she continues nudging Fluttershy your direction. “…No way you’re passing up…” She grunts again with a more forceful push, and Fluttershy is just a foreleg’s length from you. “…No way you’re passing up an opportunity like this!” She nudges one more time, and the yellow pegasus’ eyes widen as she realizes that your muzzle and hers are no more than three hairs’ widths across.

“Oh! Umm…” She looks away, her cheeks going red. “Rainbow Dash, I…”

Before she can continue, and before you can say anything, Rainbow Dash pushes her once more, and she squeals in surprise as she bumps into you, your lips making contact. Before you can react she immediately backs away and gives Rainbow Dash an annoyed look. The blue pegasus, however, is unfazed and is wearing a smug smile.

“There! Was that so hard?”

Fluttershy doesn’t answer, but instead turns back to you, a request in her eyes. “I’m sorry,” she says in a barely audible voice. “I…I won’t ask you to do that again.” She looks up at you and backs away a little. “Unless—”

You put a hoof to her lips. “Do you want me to, Fluttershy?” you ask firmly.

She looks away from you for a moment before nodding reluctantly. You lift her chin up with a hoof, her eyes meeting yours. Your lips touch hers for a moment, and you feel her quake ever so slightly. A tiny moan escapes her lips before she steps back, blushing, and leaving you a little warm and slightly dizzy from the faint scent of vanilla.

The sky-blue pegasus winces. “That’s it?”

“Rainbow Dash, leave her be,” Rarity cuts in matter-of-factly. “You know she’s never one to impose.”

“Nuh-uh,” Rainbow Dash says. She turns to the yellow pegasus. “Fluttershy, you’ve got to want more than that!”

Fluttershy shakes her head. “I couldn’t possibly—”

“He’s offering, ‘Shy!” Rainbow Dash exclaims. She sharply inclines her head in your direction. “Go! He won’t say ‘no’!”

Reluctantly, she approaches you again, her eyes tightly shut. “I don’t want to be a bother…”

You chuckle as you put a hoof under her chin. “Fluttershy, you’re not being a bother. I said I wouldn’t hesitate if you wanted to do anything or ask anything of me.”

She looks away. “Are you sure?”

You nod slowly. She seems to steel herself for a brief moment before she closes her eyes, pushes your hoof away and grabs you in a tight embrace and aggressively crushes her lips against yours. You falter in surprise and fall backward, Fluttershy pinning you to the floor. You feel a sudden need, a sudden urgency, to her kiss, and you put a hoof around the back of her head, answering that need and pulling her closer. She moans in reply, teasing your lips with her tongue. You feel the warmth of her body begin to mingle with yours as her weight slowly starts to settle over you.

She breaks from the kiss and opens her eyes, dark with arousal. As she looks down at you, she realizes where she is, and she suddenly shuffles off you, her face a bright red. “I’m sorry!” she cries out. “I didn’t mean for it to get that out of hand—”

You shake your head as you get up. “It’s fine. I’m sure someone would have tried to stop it if things got too far.”

It doesn’t seem at all possible, but her blush deepens further as she steps back. “Did you…did you enjoy it?”

You nod. “Yes. Did you?”

She nods once in reply. “Yes,” she murmurs. “I did enjoy it.” She looks up to you. “Th-thank you…again…” She moves back to her spot in the circle.

Rainbow Dash strides up to you purposefully and waggles her eyebrows. “My turn.”

Those two words, spoken with the level of arrogance only the blue pegasus has, sends a shiver down your spine. You take a step back carefully as a mischievous smile tugs at the corners of her lips. She glances past you for a quick moment, and before you can take another step back, you feel somepony against your flank, blocking you. You turn to see Applejack shaking her head.

“Looks like you’ve got a bit of a problem,” Dash says brashly. “And seeing as you helped me with mine, I think I should help you with yours.” She turns back to Twilight. “Wanna help? You’ve been pretty quiet this whole time.”

She shakes her head rapidly, as if coming out of private thoughts. “Oh, uh…” She blushes, and you catch the faintest hint of a glimmer on her horn as her focus is temporarily disrupted. “N-no, no thanks, Dash.” You make eye contact with her, and the little glimmer on her horn brightens almost unnoticeably and you catch a blush on her face. “Y-y-you go on ahead.”

“You okay, Twilight?” she asks as you open your mouth to ask her the same question.

The lavender unicorn nods quickly. “Yeah, Dash. Just go.” She waves towards you with a hoof.

“If you say so,” Rainbow Dash says as she turns back to you. “Now, where was I…?”

Putting the lie to her question, she leans forward and kisses you, wasting no time in tasting your lips with her tongue and garnering a little groan of surprise from you. She tilts her head and sneaks her tongue past your lips, the sour taste of lemon mingled with heat from the tobaschoof sauce attempting to distract you from the ministrations of the sky blue pegasus.

She chuckles as she pulls away, leaving you breathless and the area around you a few shades brighter. “Sit down,” she whispers huskily, and you follow without question. As you fold your legs underneath you, she nuzzles your mane and teasingly nips at your ear and slowly moves her head away from you, her cheek rubbing gently against your horn. You let go of a slow, stuttering sigh as Rainbow Dash kisses the tip of your horn and begin to shudder as she lays small, innocent kisses down one side. You shut your eyes tightly, feeling your horn warm as she touches her tongue to it, tracing a line to the tip.

Without warning, she flicks the tip of her tongue against the point of your horn. Before you can rear back in surprise, she puts her lips on the point and slowly takes it into her mouth, swirling her tongue around it as she does so. Rather than the surges of electricity you expect to have from her actions, a slow but strong wave of warmth cascades through the nerves of your body. You take a deep breath, trying (and failing) not to hear and feel her moan and hum with your horn still in her mouth.

She pulls away and smiles wickedly down at you. “If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you were enjoying this,” she says, about to place her lips on your horn again. Before she does however, you look up to see Twilight putting a hoof on her shoulder.

“Rainbow Dash,” Twilight says curtly.

“What’s wrong, Twilight?” she asks. Twilight moves closer to the blue pegasus and whispers something in her ear. Dash’s eyes widen with surprise and she briefly looks down at you before she backs away.

“What’s wrong?” you ask, your breath raspy.

Twilight looks away from you. “Nothing,” she says in a small voice. “I…I just think Rainbow Dash…”

You look at her seriously as you get up, though your legs are still a little wobbly. “Twilight, I did say that—”

“I know what you said,” Twilight interrupts you, “but this can’t wait.”

All eyes turn to Twilight as she addresses Applejack. “Can I ask you to do something for me?”

“Whaddya need, Twahlight?” she asks uncertainly.

Twilight sighs. “Can you take Spike with you tonight…please?”

The earth pony gawks at Twilight then Rainbow Dash then you. Her eyes grow wide in realization. “Oh! Well, um…sure,” she replies. “Ah suppose Ah kin hang onta him fer, how long? A day or two?”

Rainbow Dash snorts, a wiggly grin forming on her face. Twilight blushes bright red and glances at you briefly. “Tell him he can come back tomorrow afternoon.”

Applejack nods slowly. “I’ll go get ‘im now.” She turns to the other unicorn. “Care to gimme a hand, Rare? Ah don’t wanna wake ‘im, and Ah’m ‘fraid Ah will if Ah so much as nudge ‘im.”

Rarity nods. “If I must.” The two of them head upstairs to Twilight and Spike’s bedroom.

“What’s going on?” Pinkie Pie asks, utterly oblivious to the situation. “Is the party over? Did Dash win the game?”

“Of course, Pinkie Pie,” Rainbow Dash says proudly. Twilight clears her throat loudly, and Dash’s prideful facade quickly fades. “Actually, I wanted to keep playing, but…” Rainbow Dash leans closer to the pink earth pony and whispers in her ear. Pinkie Pie’s eyes widen and she puts her hooves in front of her mouth excitedly, failing to hide her wide smile. She looks at you and giggles as Rarity and Applejack reappear from upstairs, the baby dragon snoring lightly on Applejack’s back.

“Wait,” Twilight says suddenly. She looks around to make sure she gets everyone’s attention before turning to you.

“Everypony else has had their turn,” Twilight says matter-of-factly. “I think I deserve mine.”

You stand and nod.

“I just want a simple truth,” she says. “If…if I asked you at any time to stay the night, would you?”

You jerk back slightly in surprise. She sure knows how to get to the point, you muse as you nod. “Yes.”

“No hesitation?”

You shake your head. “None.”

“Now hold on a minute,” Applejack says quickly. “What about th’ rest of us? Ah thought you said—”

You raise a hoof. “I was going to get to that,” you say. You level your gaze on them all before turning back to Twilight. “I don’t want any of you to think that I’ll favor any one of you over another. My feelings are the same for all of you; I want you to please respect my feelings and each other’s. I’m not just going to up and leave one of you to spend time with another.”

You watch as the six of them look amongst each other. One after another, they all look to you and nod. The air starts to feel heavy with uncertainty.

“Ah guess Ah better get goin’ an’ put this critter t’ bed,” Applejack says, testing the waters. “He’s a mite bit heavier than Apple Bloom.”

“Oh! Right!” Rainbow Dash says quickly. “I’ve got to practice some new tricks first thing in the morning.” She turns and is about to rush out when she runs into Pinkie Pie. “Sorry, Pinkie.”

“It’s okay, Dash,” Pinkie says. “I gotta get going, too. Gotta give Gummy his midnight snack!”

“I should get going as well,” Rarity says. “I should have some new designs ready in case Hoity Toity decides to come to Ponyville again.”

“I should go, too,” Fluttershy says silently. She looks to you and Twilight. “Thank you.”

“I should be thanking you,” you say. “I wasn’t expecting a party.” You and Twilight follow the others to the main area of the library, using your magic to open the door.

“G’naght, everypony,” Applejack calls out, Fluttershy flying above and to her left, watching over Spike.

“See ya later, guys,” Rainbow Dash calls out, leaving behind a flash of color as she zooms upward and out of sight.

“Bye!” Pinkie Pie says jovially, wrapping her forelegs tightly around you in a hug. She kisses you on the lips, ending it with a big smack and a loud ‘mwah!’ before turning around and bounding away.

Rarity turns around and looks down for a moment. “I’m sorry I got all huffy about earlier, darling.”

You grin and raise an eyebrow. “It was my idea, remember?”

She blushes. “Yes, well…I never did thank you for it, either.” She looks up to you. “Thank you.”

You chuckle. “You’re welcome, Rarity.”

She turns to Twilight. “Good night, darling.”

She nods. “Good night, Rarity.” She walks in the direction of Carousel Boutique. As you watch the white unicorn walk away, you can feel Twilight staring at you intensely, but she looks away as you turn to address her.

“You okay, Twilight?” you ask.

“Yes…” she says quickly, seemingly ending the conversation. You can start to feel the tension in the air as she starts walking towards her living quarters. Hesitantly, you follow her towards the front desk and use your magic to place the saddlebags over your back, feeling slightly weighted down by the extra dishes.

“Hey,” she calls out softly as you turn around and think of leaving.

“Hmm?”

“You said that you’d stay the night if I ever asked you to, provided you weren’t with anyone else,” she stated plainly. She turns and looks at you. “Can I…” She looks away briefly before tightening her jaw and shifting her gaze back to you. “The reason I asked Applejack to take Spike tonight, was, because…well…”

You nod slowly as she starts to trail off.

“I…I wanted to take you up on that offer,” she says loudly, shutting her eyes and looking away. “I want…I want you to stay with me tonight.”

You smile, seeing her so frustrated just to ask you that much warming your heart. You magically lift your saddlebags off you, replacing them by the front desk, and walk over to Twilight, nuzzling the side of her face.

“All you had to do was ask,” you whisper. You pull your head back and smile at her, and she grins weakly.

“Seeing you with the others was…” She looks away, ashamed. “It…You noticed…”

“It’s understandable,” you say, “but I simply can’t choose just one of you, and I’d hate to be the one who breaks somepony’s heart.”

She shakes her head. “No, I’m past that.” She glances upward at her horn. “Seeing you and Applejack, and then you and Rarity, well…” Her cheeks flush bright red. “I’ve never really felt something like that, and I wanted to know what that feels like.” She looks up at you with an unreadable expression. “Along with that present you gave me, there’s something else that I’d like for my birthday.”

“And that might be…?”

“You.” She kisses your cheek, and out of nowhere, a short chuckle escapes your lips.

“What?” she asks suddenly, offended.

Realizing the situation you’re in, you nuzzle the side of her face disarmingly. “It was something stupid,” you reply. “The moment you answered my question, that old song by Four Ringer came to mind.”

“Four Ringer?” she asks. “Why?”

“Just being melodramatic,” you reply. “Like in a romance movie, when the main couple was going to kiss and they’d have background music…?” She nods. “Well, the chorus to ‘I Wanna Know What Love Is’ by Four Ringer popped into my head as soon as you said that I was what you wanted for your birthday.”

She looks at you incredulously. “…Why?” she finally manages to ask.

You put a hoof to her cheek. “Because you want to know what love is,” you answer, slightly off-key. “I know I can show you…”

She rolls her eyes with a grin. “I wonder how the others will take the knowledge that you sing horribly?”

“Oh, shush,” you say. “Come. I’m sure you have other ideas of spending the night instead of making fun of my singing or my like of old music.”

Teasingly, she taps her horn point with yours, and you can’t help but shudder. “I can think of a few ways…”