The Class President Is a Pervert

“Please stand clear of the closing doors.”

Twilight’s shoulder was pressed against the wall as the occupants of the train shuffled into place, trying to make room for the last few passengers. The vehicle lurched into motion, and everyone nearly lost their balance, colliding gently into one another.

Twilight fixed her glasses into place once she had enough room to move her arm, and looked out the window. The train was running parallel to a brick wall on her side, preventing much light from entering and giving Twilight an uneventful view. She glanced at her watch. 30 minutes until she arrived.

She felt the crowd shuffle behind her, parting to allow someone to make their way into the next car. Twilight considered doing the same, but she had the feeling that the rest of the train was as packed as this compartment. Nightmare Night was on Monday after all, so everyone was heading out for a three-day weekend.

She wished Rainbow Dash was here. She never liked being in crowded places like this, so having Rainbow at her side would be a comfort. They would be pushed up against each other by the crowd, look into each other’s eyes, maybe hold hands… Twilight smiled to herself at the thought. But no, Dash had a Rugby match beforehand. She would be waiting, most likely impatiently, outside the theme park for Twilight to arrive for their… for their date. Twilight blushed as she giggled at the thought.

Someone bumped into Twilight from behind, and she felt something hit her butt for a moment. Probably a suitcase or something. The train passed the wall, and Twilight finally got a view of Ponyville from the elevated tracks. The old, low buildings stretched out before her, roads spread outwards like a spider web. In the distance she could see the thicket of trees indicating the apple farm, and if she squinted, the bell tower of the boarding school. She smiled at the feeling of familiarity the sight gave her.

Someone bumped into her again. And again, something touched her butt, lingering there for a few seconds. Twilight coughed, trying to politely indicate that their bag kept bumping her. She felt it again, and she began to turn to face whoever was behind her, when she felt fingers dig into the flesh of her butt.

Twilight immediately straightened up and slapped at the hand, forcing the grip away from her rear. She felt her cheeks flush a hot red, and her grip tightened on the strap of her purse. She wanted to turn around and slap the groper. Or hit him with her purse. Or… something proactive! But at the same time… well, maybe slapping away his hand scared him off. She didn’t want to make a scene. Being on a train with this many people was awkward enough already.

The hand found its way back, this time squeezing her tender flesh harder. Twilight felt her cheeks turn a brighter shade of red as goosebumps spread across her skin. She swatted at the intruding hand once more, but felt a strong hand grasp her wrist and twist it behind her back. The hand reappeared on her inner thigh, and began to slide its way upwards.

Twilight opened her mouth to cry out, but her voice caught in her throat. Something was holding her back. She felt the molester’s hungry breath on her neck, the fingers gently brushing her inner thigh, and despite herself, it felt… good.

She felt the hand crawl under Twilight’s skirt and reach the edge of her panties. Electric shock crawled up Twilight’s spine and she felt her panties begin to moisten. A finger snaked under the thin fabric of Twilight’s panties, brushing gently against her hairless, moistened slid. Twilight bit down on her knuckle to suppress a moan.

The flat of the finger pressed against her lips, teasing her with the possibility of entry. Twilight felt her knees began to shake and her nipples harden. The finger pressed herder, and slid easily between her lips. Twilight shuddered at the intrusion, and felt her knees give way under her. She fell backwards against the molester, and felt his hand support her.

She couldn’t believe what was happening. She though this type of thing only happened in manga. She was being fingered by some pervert on a train… and despite herself, she was liking it. Did that make her the bigger pervert?

She felt the finger thrust deeper into her pussy, forcing a gasp from between her lips. Twilight’s hand went between her legs and gripped the hand she found there. She wanted to pull it away… but she just held it there, enjoying a moment of the strange intimacy. She tilted her head back, wanting to finally see who was doing this to her, secretly hoping he was at least attractive.

Twilight’s eyes went wide as they met the molester’s. She felt fire suddenly burning in her stomach, and her hair stand on end. She tried to whisper through her rage, but it came out as a growl instead.

“I’m going… to kill you!”

Rainbow Dash was wearing her goddamn cocky grin on her face, acting like nothing was wrong at all. “Oh don’t be that way, sweetie.”

Twilight brought her voice to a hoarse whisper. “What the fuck do you think you’re doing?”

“The match was cancelled, so I figured I would meet you back on campus instead of at the park. Soarin drove me back, but I missed you at the dorms. I saw you on the platform and shouted your name like, five times. Your hearing sucks.”

“That’s not what I mean and you know it.”

“Oh, you mean this?” She wiggled her finger inside of Twilight, causing the small girl to gasp once more. “You looked so fucking cute from behind, I just had to go for it. And I know you’re into it.”

“Why would you think I’m into being raped on a train?” Her voice was a hoarse, angry whisper.

“Because you wrote about it like three times, Nightfall Flicker.” She spoke Twilight’s pseudonym with that playful mocking tone she had. Twilight used to think it was endearing, but now it only made her angrier.

“That’s still no reason to… what if I had cried for help?”

“Well I uh…” Dash’s confidence disappeared somewhat in the face of the question. “I… didn’t think about that.”

“What a surprise.”

“Oh, don’t be that way.” Dash’s grin appeared once more as she leaned in close to Twilight and stole a kiss. “And don’t act like you aren’t turned on by this situation.”

“I am not!”

“Dude, you’re so wet that I’m actually kinda worried about you. Like, I knew you were a freak but goddamn.”

“Ugh, just… knock it off already.”

“Oh come on, when are we gonna get another chance like this?” Her thumb brushed against Twilight’s protruding clit, sending a shudder through the girl. Dash leaned in close and kissed her pale neck.

Twilight’s grip on Dash’s wrist tightened, and she struggled to pull her hand out of her panties, but Dash was just too strong; her hand wasn’t going anywhere. Dash inserted a second finger, and Twilight grimaced, trying to suppress a moan. She wasn’t going to give Dash the satisfaction.

Dash’s other hand crawled under Twilight’s t-shirt and snaked up her stomach. Her fingers found the edge of her bra and wiggled in beneath the underwire. She cupped Twilight’s breast roughly, and pinched her nipple between her fingers. She began to work her fingers between Twilight’s legs faster, making the small girl’s knees shake as she did so.

She bit down on Twilight’s neck and pulled on her nipple ring, making the girl squeal in delight. Her thumb pressed down on the button between Twilight’s legs. She shuddered, and her knees finally gave out. Dash held her close to support her weight, squeezing her small body against her own. Dash glanced around the train car, making sure nobody could see them. Thankfully, most of the occupants had their noses in a newspaper or were playing word games on their phones.

She began to work her fingers with renewed fervor, and made small circles around Twilight’s clit with her thumb. She felt goose bumps spread across Twilight’s pale skin, and her breaths became faster and shallower. Her quiet moans became small whimpers as she tried to speak.

“Dash… please… stop…”

“Aw, sweetie. Why would I do that?”

“I’m gonna… I’m…”

“I know.” She pressed her lips to Twilight’s own, letting the girl moan into her mouth as she came. Twilight’s hand shot to the back of Dash’s head, keeping their mouths pressed firmly together and tried to remain upright as she shuddered violently with the force of her orgasm.

She pulled her mouth away after her orgasm subsided, and gasped for air. She gasped once more as she felt Dash slide her fingers out of her tight entrance. Dash held the glistening fingers up to Twilight’s eyes. They were coated in a thick layer of her juices, with strings of the wetness forming between her fingers.

Twilight gripped Dash’s wrist, brought the hand in closer, and licked her fingers clean.

Last week.

“Hey, do you wanna… do something? Together, I mean.” Twilight blushed slightly as she asked the question.

Dash’s brush stopped halfway down her head. Her eyes met Twilight’s in the mirror. The girl was reclining on her bed, still undressed and not bothering to hide her nakedness from Dash with the sheets. “You mean like… a date?”

“Not if you don’t want it to be.”

“Huh?”

“I’m fine with us being… whatever we are.”

“Oh. Cool.”

“I mean, the three day weekend is coming up, and all of my club friends are heading home for Nightmare Night.”

Dash chuckled. “You mean your friends from the chess club?”

“Oh shut up. They’re really nice.”

Dash placed the brush on the table and turned to the naked girl on her bed. “So what were you thinking?”

“Well… there’s always Canterlot Gardens…”

“The theme park? Sure, why not?”

“Cool. Saturday?”

“Sure.” She climbed onto the bed, straddling Twilight’s knees.

Twilight’s hand slid under Dash’s t-shirt, caressing the firm muscles of her stomach. Dash leaned over Twilight and kissed her.

“I’m not saying sorry.” Dash was leaning against the tile wall next to the occupied bathroom stall, her arms crossed.

“I’m not talking to you until you do,” said Twilight from within the stall.

“You liked it.”

Silence.

“Don’t act like you didn’t, Twi.”

Silence.

“Goddamnitfine.” Dash sighed deeply. “I’m sorry I fingered you on the train.”

The toilet flushed and Twilight pushed her way out of the stall. “Was that so hard?”

Dash snuck up behind Twilight as she washed her hands at the sink. She made a move to sneak her hand up her skirt once more, but Twilight turned on her before she could. Twilight’s purple eyes bore holes into Dash, who could feel her cheeks turn red. Twilight raised her still dripping wet fists, and flicked out her fingers, splashing water across Dash’s face.

Dash wiped her face on her sleeve as Twilight stomped out of the bathroom. She followed her out of the dingy bathroom and into the cacophony of noise and movement that was the theme park. Dash squinted in the bright light and cast her eyes about the crown for a sign of Twilight. When she caught sight of her pink-streaked hair, she was already a good 30 or 40 feet away, with a sea of people between them. Dash plunged into the crowd, forcing a path to Twilight’s retreating back.

She finally caught up after elbowing more people than she cared to think about, and grasped Twilight’s thin hand, forcing her to stop. They stood there for a moment, Dash catching her breath and Twilight pointedly not looking at Rainbow.

Dash cleared her throat. “I’m sorry I-“

“It’s not that I don’t like it.”

“I uh… what?”

Twilight turned to face Dash. “You know… doing it in public. I just wish I knew in advance. That’s all.”

“Oh uh, okay.” Dash was taken aback at the sudden forgiveness. “I can dig it.”

“Good.” Twilight’s hand gripped Dash’s tightly as a smile spread across her face. “Where do you wanna go first?”

“Oh uh, I dunno. I’ve never been to a theme park before.”

Twilight’s eyes narrowed in apprehension. “Never? Geeze, what kind of life did you lead before you met me?”

“A less complicated one.”

“Well if you’re gonna be like that, I’ll pick.” Twilight scanned the area, standing on her tiptoes in order to see above everyone in the crowd. She pointed to a nearby game booth. “There! Win me something!”

“You really want some cheap-ass carnival stuffed animal?”

“It’ll make up for being raped this morning, so yes.”

“Fine, fine.” The girls made their way through the crowd to the booth. Dash dug into the pocket of her track jacket and pulled out a few crumpled bills, placing them on the counter. The carnie in the booth placed three well-worn baseballs on the counter. Dash picked one up and rolled it around in the palm of her hand, testing the weight. “What do you want me to win you?”

Twilight glanced around at the assorted stuffed animals hanging from the walls of the booth until she found one she liked. She pointed at a small blue horse with wings. “That one!”

Dash chuckled. “It’s a bit kiddie, don’t you think?”

“It reminds me of you, somehow. Unless that’s too meta.”

“What?”

“Nothing. Just win it, okay?”

“As you wish, princess.” The prize was in the middle tier, so Dash needed to knock over two stacks of cups with the three balls she paid for. She pulled her arm back, set her sights, and threw.

Miss.

“What do you want to do after we graduate?”

The sudden question threw Dash. “I uh… not sure. Why?”

“Just wondering.” Twilight was avoiding her eyes.

“More rugby, if I can get a scholarship, I guess.”

“Where?”

“Cloudsdale, if I’m lucky. What about you?”

“I’ll be attending Canterlot University.”

“You sound sure of yourself.”

Throw. Hit.

“Not to sound like a prat or anything, but I have the best test scores in school.”

“Hmm.”

Restacking.

“And I’m the class president. And head of the chess club. And the mathletes.”

“Cool.”

“So it’s… you know. It’s pretty much a lock.”

Throw. Hit.

Dash took the stuffed animal from the carnie. “I’m happy for you.” She pushed the plush creature into Twilight’s arms and took her hand once more. “Let’s get on a ride.”

Twilight smiled and nodded. “Your turn to pick.”

Dash glanced around the immediate area, weighing the pros and cons of the rides she could see. Roller coasters were always fun, but the line looked way too long. The spinning spaceship thing that pushed you against the wall? Maybe later. What are those things called anyways? Maybe the bumper cars? Too rom-com cliché. The Scrambler? Yes. Fuck yes.

Dash pointed to her target triumphantly. “The Scrambler! That thing looks awesome!"

Twilight’s face fell momentarily, but she forced the smile once more when Dash turned to face her. “Sure! Those are… great…” She hoped the shakiness in her voice went undetected.

Dash put her arm around Twilight’s slim shoulders. “What’s the matter, egghead? Scared of a little carnival ride?”

“N-no, I just-“

“Don’t worry, I’ll keep you safe.” Her cocky smile was present once more.

Twilight felt her cheeks burn hot and she pushed away from Dash. “Fine then, Scrambler it is.” She hurried towards the ride, willing her cheeks to turn pale once more.

The line was short, but the wait felt as though it took hours. Twilight watched with apprehension as the ungodly contraption shuttered to life, spinning and swinging its arms wildly. She flinched every time a car passed Twilight’s position in line, fearing that it would move a few inches closer, shattering through the wooden fence that separated the spectators from the ride.

At the front of the line, Twilight’s knees were shaking and she was biting the nail on her thumb. Rainbow placed her hand on Twilight’s shoulder and gave it a squeeze. Twilight continued to not look at the taller girl, not wanting to give her the satisfaction of seeing her nervous.

Finally, it was their turn. They walked towards the monstrous machine, and Dash led Twilight to an open car. She gestured dramatically, allowing Twilight to seat herself first. She sat down and placed the stuffed animal between her ankles. Dash followed, taking the outer seat, and locked the safety arm into place. Twilight glanced around at the other riders, watched them get ready and take their seats.

After a moment of hesitation, the ride began to lurch into motion. She thought about closing her eyes as their first rotation began, but that seemed somehow worse than keeping them open. Their car slowly passed by another couple’s, a young man and woman, and Twilight took notice of the space between the cars. There’s plenty of space for them to pass by one another. There’s no way they’ll collide, right?

Suddenly, the Scrambler began picking up speed. Twilight suppressed a squeal, and clenched the bar in front of her with a white-knuckle grip. Dash laughed at the sudden burst of speed while Twilight felt her heart leap into her throat. They spun past more cars full of laughing or screaming couples as they reached top speed. Suddenly, their car was on a collision course with the fence. It rushed towards them, but they stopped at what looked like mere millimeters from it. The centrifugal force of the ride caused Twilight to slide down the bench and collide with Rainbow.

She looked up into Dash’s bright eyes for a moment before the ride swung them around again. Twilight felt Dash’s strong hand interlock with her own as they nearly collided with another car. Suddenly, the fear seeped out of Twilight’s mind. Suddenly, she was just happy to be there. She let a smile spread across her features, and she gripped Dash’s hand firmly. She began to laugh as they nearly collided with the fence once more.

Soon enough, the ride was over. They climbed out of the car, breathlessly laughing and stumbling. Twilight’s head was swimming and her eyes couldn’t quite focus, but she didn’t care. She was too damn happy to care right now. She stumbled over her own feet, but caught herself of Rainbow’s sleeve. Dash laughed and gripper her hand, pulling her onto her feet. Twilight held onto the hand firmly, and blushed as she gazed into Rainbow’s fiery eyes. Dash leaned in, lips slightly parted, and-

“Twilight? Is that you?”

Twilight shot upright, her head snapping around, scanning the crowd for the source of the voice.

The call had come from a girl their age. She was several feet away, waving her hand above the crowd. She had light cyan hair, streaked with silver, and was wearing a lime green hoodie. Her eyes met Twilight’s and she called out again. “Hey! Wait right there!”

She began to push people aside as she made her way through the crowd. Twilight released her grip on Dash’s hand as the girl drew close. The girl’s amber eyes lit up as she reached the two girl’s position.

“Hey, Twilight. Funny running into you here, huh?”

“Uh, yeah. Nice to see you.”

“Yeah, same.” She glanced over to Rainbow Dash. “Hey, I’m Lyra.”

“Rainbow Dash. You friends with Twilight?”

“We’re in the chess club together.”

“Cool. Twilight and I-“

“Recently became friends,” Twilight interjected.

“Yup.” Dash’s voice was cold. “Friends.”

“Oh. Cool.” Lyra took a step back, trying to escape the sudden tension in the air. “Well uh, I should go find Bonnie. It was good seeing you.”

“Yeah, same.” Twilight tried to sound upbeat as she waved Lyra goodbye. She watched the girl disappear into the crowd before turning back to Dash. She reached for her hand, but Dash pushed hurriedly into her pocket. Twilight pulled her hand back like she had been bitten. “Um… what’s wrong?”

“Nothing. I gotta pee.” Dash began to make her way through the crowd, with Twilight close behind.

They pressed on in silence for several minutes, each of them pushing people gently aside as they searched for a nearby bathroom. As they approached, Dash felt a tug on her sleeve. She turned to see Twilight holding her back, her eyes downcast.

“What’s wrong?”

“I told you. Nothing.” Dash turned away.

“You’re mad at me.”

“No… yes.”

“Why?”

“Because of what you said to that girl.”

“That we’re friends? But it’s true.”

“We’re not just friends.”

“Yes we are. You said it yourself.”

“No, you said it.”

“I-“

“But I get it. You’re planning on fucking around until you go off to Canterlot University and never look back.”

“I’m…”

“Because why bother with me, right? I’ll be going to Cloudsdale if I’m lucky. No reason to keep this up if I’m gonna be so far away.”

“That’s not it!”

“Then what is it?” She turned angrily to Twilight, but felt her anger dissipate as she looked into her tear-filled eyes.

Twilight sniffled before she spoke, trying to hold back the tears. “I… I’m afraid of losing you if you go away. I… I…”

“T-Twilight…”

Twilight simply gripped Dash’s elbow and marched into the bathroom. She walked down the row of stalls, pushing them each open in turn. Miraculously they were all empty. She pulled Dash into the last stall and locked the door.

“Twi, what-“

She was cut off by a sudden, furious kiss. Twilight gripped Dash’s head and forced her to hold the kiss, and Dash felt Twilight’s tongue slip past her lips and push against her teeth. Dash opened her mouth to accommodate, and felt it intertwine with her own. Once the shock of the sudden kiss wore off, Dash closed her eyes and wrapped her arms around Twilight, holding the small girl’s body close to her own.

After what Dash thought was an all too brief period, Twilight broke the kiss and gazed into Dash’s eyes. A tear rolled down her cheek. “I know… that I’m weird… and a nerd… and you’re way more popular than I am… And I know that you can do way better than me… but I… I can’t help but feel this way about you.”

“Twilight… I…”

“And I know that you probably think of me the same way you do Soarin… and I know I said I was fine with that but… I’m not.”

Rainbow responded with a kiss. Twilight’s mouth opened willingly for Dash’s tongue, and she reciprocated with an intensity that Dash hadn’t seen before. When they parted once more, Dash smiled. “I’m an idiot.”

“Why?”

“This whole time… I thought it was the other way around.”

“What do you-?”

“Twi, I don’t care how popular you think I am, or how far away your college is. I want… I want to be with you.”

Twilight smiled and wiped away her tears with the back of her hand. “Be careful, Dash. You’ll ruin your image as a tsundere.”

“Shut up,” she laughed, and silenced her with a kiss.

Dash closed her eyes, and let herself feel content. This was simple enough, wasn’t it? Dating a cute girl? A girl who is way smarter than her and who she probably has no business even talking to, let alone dating her, but still; dating. Simple.

She felt a hand squeezing her breast. Her eyes shot open at the touch, and looked down. Sure enough, Twilight was groping her. In a toilet. She pulled away. “Twilight, what-“

“Come on, you totally owe me.”

“But… in a bathroom?”

“Nobody is here…” Her other hand slipped under the elastic waistband of her track pants.

“Yeah, but it’s- AAaagh…” She bit her lip to suppress the moan when Twilight’s hand pressed against her pussy through her panties.

Twilight stood one her tip toes and kissed Dash’s neck. Her hand trailed to the hem of Dash’s t-shirt, and began pulling it upwards, exposing her toned stomach to the cool air in the restroom. She hooked her thumb around the bottom on Dash’s sports bra, and carried it upwards with the rest of her shirt, forcing her small breasts to spill out.

Twilight leaned in with puckered lips, but was pushed back by Dash’s hand being firmly pressed against her forehead. “Hold up hold up…”

Twilight pushed fruitlessly against Dash’s firmly held hand. “Whaaaaat? Come ooooon…”

“We’re really doing this? Really?”

“Yes, damn it. We’re having make-up sex in a bathroom. Now shut up and lemme play with your tits.”

Dash’s hand left Twilight’s forehead as she shrugged. “Fine. Go nuts.”

Twilight dove in, puckering her lips around a dark nipple, pinching it between her teeth. Dash shuddered at the warm touch of Twilight’s tongue in the otherwise cool room. As watched as Twilight suckled on her nipple, and giggled as the brush of her teeth sent goosebumps over her exposed flesh. Her hands went to the back of Twilight’s head and stroked her silky hair.

Twilight sucked on Dash’s nipple for a final time, pulling her head back until it was released from her mouth with a satisfying pop. There was a slight red mark around Dash’s dark areola, and the nipple had hardened to a brown point. Twilight smiled as she looked upon her handiwork.

She turned Dash’s body so her back was towards the toilet, and pushed her gently into the seat. She plopped down onto the plastic seat without complaint. Twilight leaned on over her body and placed her lips to Dash’s toned neck. Her hand slid down Dash’s stomach, pushing her fingertips past the waistband of her pants and into her panties.

As her fingers found their way into Dash’s wet entrance, she bit down hard on the soft flesh of her neck. Dash’s hips bucked into Twilight’s hand as she released a moan. Twilight pushed two fingers as deeply as she could into Dash’s tight entrance, and ground the soft flesh of her neck between her teeth.

Dash’s arms encircled Twilight’s neck, holding her in place as her hips twitched and bucked. She tried to speak, to tell Twilight she loved her and didn’t want to stop, but she couldn’t form the words. She felt Twilight’s thumb brush against her clit, causing Dash to gasp. Twilight bit down more firmly, making Dash shriek and push Twilight away.

She rubbed her neck and frowned at Twilight. “The fuck if that all about? It’s call ‘love bites’ not goddamn… zombie… bites… damn it, I had something for this...”

Twilight blushed. “Sorry. I just… your neck is really pretty. And smooth. I just kinda… wanted to leave a mark.”

“Well… did you?” Dash removed her hand from her neck.

Twilight covered her mouth in surprise. “Oh, wow. Yeah, that’s… that’s gonna be there for a while.”

“Damn it, Twi…”

“Awww, I’m sorry…” Twilight’s expression was playful as she leaned in close to Dash. “Let me make it up to you.” She gave her a quick kiss before sliding down between Dash’s legs. She hooked her thumbs through the waistband of her track pants and panties, and slid them down her toned legs. Once they were around her ankles, Twilight gazed at the sight that lay before her. She decided right then and there that her favorite part of Dash’s body was the brightly colored patch of soft hair that lay between her legs.

She forced Dash’s knees apart, licked her lips dramatically, and dove in. Twilight pushed her tongue past the outer lips of Dash’s vagina to probe the pink depths that lay hidden, and let the sweet, salty taste flood her mouth. Dash always tasted slightly like sweat, no matter where Twilight tasted, but she had grown to love the taste. It was different that Twilight’s own clean skin, and was just strong enough to make her mind go fuzzy when she got a good taste.

Before Dash could begin to moan in earnest, they heard the patter of footsteps on the tile floor. Someone was walking down the row to toilet stalls, and heading straight for the one the girls were currently occupying. They held their breath, not daring to move a muscle. The steps stopped maybe two stalls away, and they heard a door open, and the sound of someone sitting on the plastic seat.

Rainbow breathed a sigh of relief, and gasped as Twilight’s tongue began to tease the lips of her pussy once more. She pushed Twilight away from her groin, and half-mouthed an angry curse at the girl. “What the fuck are you doing?”

Twilight shrugged and replied in a barely audible whisper. “What does it look like?”

“There’s someone else here!”

“So keep quiet then.”

“I can’t!”

Twilight rolled her eyes before an idea struck her, and her features lit once more. She quickly whipped off Dash’s panties from where they were hanging on her ankle, rolled them into a loose ball, and forced them into Dash’s mouth.

Rainbow had no time to react as she was gagged, and merely looked at Twilight with a mixture of confusion and anger. Twilight winked and held a finger up to her lips, shushing any objections Dash may have had, before returning once more to Dash’s pussy.

Dash’s sudden moan was absorbed by the cotton panties in her mouth. As mad as she was at the sudden gagging, she had to admit, it goddamn worked. And, coupled with the stranger in the nearby stall, strangely turned her on. Twilight quietly licked away at Dash’s gushing pussy, slurping up her juices as she did so. She had her tongue buried as deeply as it would go, and her thumb teasing her clit once more.

Dash’s legs began to shake. Her breathing became shallow. Twilight knew she was reaching an orgasm. Twilight redoubled her efforts, flicking her tongue around the quivering walls of Dash’s tightness, pushing her lips to Dash’s labia, letting her overflowing wetness spill down her chin. Dash’s hand gripped a bunch of Twilight’s hair, forcing her to maintain contact with her sex as she came.

Rainbow covered her mouth as her body shook, further muffling her near-scream of ecstasy. Her toes curled painfully tight and her legs shook violently, and she went numb. She began to regain feeling in her legs after what seemed like hours of hazy half-sleep. She glanced down to see her still pushing Twilight’s face between her legs. The poor girl was going blue. Dash released the grip on her hair, and she pulled back, gasping slightly.

Twilight took a moment to regain her composure before turning to face Rainbow, but the sound of a flushing toilet cut her off before she could rebuke her (maybe) girlfriend. They held their breath as they heard the mystery occupant wash her hands. They listened to the footsteps recede and the door swing closed behind her. Twilight turned on Dash once more, but had to suppress a giggle. Dash still had the panties in her mouth, her vagina was still coated in saliva and her own juiced, and her hair was matted to her forehead with sweat.

Twilight sighed, and started to clean her off.

Dash squinted against the bright sun as she rummaged through her pockets. She produced a cigarette and lighter from a near-empty pack and lit it, taking a satisfyingly long pull of smoke into her lungs.

Twilight looked on incredulously. “Rainbow, what are you doing?”

Dash exhaled through her nose and grinned. “What’s it look like, egghead?”

“That’s not what I mean. I mean… you can’t smoke!”

“I think you'll find that I'm perfectly capable of smoking."

“No, I mean... you have to be nineteen to buy cigarettes, and I know you aren’t! And you’re an athlete! It’s bad for you! It’s bad for everyone!”

“Relax, we’re in a smoking area.” Dash pointed to a nearby sign, which indicated that the small grouping of benches they were sitting in was, in fact, a smoking area.

Twilight huffed and crossed her arms. “Fine, poison yourself, but don’t include me.” She stood from the bench, but was pulled back down by her sleeve before she could take a step. She turned to face Dash, but her anger melted away when Rainbow kissed her softly.

She felt her cheeks redden and heat up as the menthol on Dash’s lips cooled her own. Twilight quickly gave up the struggle, and closed her eyes, returning the kiss. They separated, and quietly gazed into each other’s eyes.

They heard snickering off to the side, and glanced over to see a group of younger teenage boys pointing at them and quietly laughing. Twilight felt a flame of anger and shame flare up in her stomach, and she knew she had to say something. Stand up for herself. She couldn’t let people like them get to her for the rest of her life. She opened her mouth to speak and –

“Fuck off, virgins. I think I hear your mommies calling.” Dash said it so calmly that it threw the boys off. Their words caught in their throats, and they froze momentarily. Dash’s expression was stone cold. The boys decided to leave before she got serious.

Dash turned to Twilight with a warm smile, and grasped her hand softly. She stood, pulling Twilight to her feet as well. “Come one, there’s another ride I wanna go on.” She flicked the cigarette onto the ground and snuffed it out with her sneaker as she began to walk.

They moved through the crowd in silence, Dash clutching Twilight’s hand and Twilight clutching the stuffed animal. They were soon in a less frequented part of the park, with much less foot traffic blocking their way. It was filled with less popular, or less profitable, rides and game booths. Twilight tried to think of what Dash could possibly be looking for back here.

The answer was a shock.

Dash stopped dead in her tracks so suddenly that Twilight nearly crashed into her. Dash turned with a grin on her face, and simply pointed at her target. Twilight followed the direction of her long arm and gasped when she saw the target.

The tunnel of love.

Twilight couldn’t find her words for a moment. “Ah… um… are you… are you sure?” She felt her face flush a bright shade of red when she looked back at Rainbow.

Dash simply nodded and pulled her towards the ride. There wasn’t a line this time of the day, so they quickly boarded the small boat in the artificial river. The ride clunked into action, and they were pulled into the heart-shaped tunnel.

Twilight didn’t know what to do. She didn’t want to look at Rainbow for fear of looking like a blushing idiot. Dash’s arm circled around Twilight’s shoulders and puller her in close. They sat in silence for a moment in the boat, their faces lit by the pink light bulbs scattered through the tunnel, decorated with hearts and cupids and other such nonsense.

“Look, I’m not good with… emotional stuff,” Rainbow spoke softly, “but I want you to know… I really care about you. So… don’t worry about college and junk like that. It’s more than a year away.”

Twilight turned to face Rainbow, who was looking down at her with flushed cheeks. “We’ll deal with that when we get there. Let’s just… enjoy this for now. Okay?”

Twilight nodded, and kissed her. Rainbow’s mouth opened to accept Twilight’s tongue, entwining it with her own. They kissed passionately, just as they had before, in their bedrooms and one toilet stall, but this time it was different. There was still passion, but no lust. It was more… well, loving sounded cheesy, but that’s the only word Twilight could think of to describe it.

They held the kiss until the ride was over.

Dash looked at the photograph once more in the amber light of the setting sun. She and Twilight were kissing on the battered little boat, framed by a heart with the words “together forever” printed at the bottom. It was cheesy as hell, and cost way too much for a simple 5x7 photo, but Dash had bought it without a second thought.

She glanced to her side to see Twilight scrolling through her phone.

“What are you doing?”

“Setting something right.” She pressed a button, and held the device to her ear. She waited in silence for a moment as it rang. “Hey, Lyra? Not much, are you still at the park? No reason, just wondering. Hey, you remember the girl I was with earlier? Yeah, Rainbow Dash. Well, I have a confession to make. She’s my girlfriend. Yeah like, girlfriend girlfriend.”

The conversation continued for a few minutes, but Rainbow Dash didn’t hear the rest of it. She had heard the important part.