Rainbow Dash. Was. Pissed.
To the common stranger, that may’ve seemed natural, given her innate competitive nature and aggression. To the common lack-wit, it may’ve seemed harmless, given that she barked more than she bit. Sometimes. To the farmer yammering away on the phone, pacing idly in the kitchen, a pissed off Rainbow Dash was a passable inconvenience.
And it showed. With every passing smirk, roll of the eyes, or casual glance, it showed how how little it affected Applejack. And all Rainbow did, as she sat backwards and wide-legged on a wooden chair, was glare.
Applejack paced between the stove and the window overseeing the kitchen sink. “‘Course I’ll be there, Twilight, “she said with an easy smile. “Rarity’s, what, 24 now? Who else is gonna bring the cider? Wink, wink.”
Rainbow scoffed louder than necessary, and caught a bored glance from Applejack. A bored glance. Bored. Not playful. Not challenged. Not even annoyed.
Bored.
A colorful lock of hair fell over Rainbow’s eye, and her hands tightened over the chair’s backrest.
Applejack tipped her Stetson and pulled up her small jean-shorts. “The Hell she won’t! Rarity might’ve got off last year, but tomorrow? Hoo-wee! We’re gonna get her so drunk, she’ll wake up next the day lookin’ for her clothes.”
Rainbow crossed her arms on the chair and pressed her chin on them. But she wasn’t resting or lazing. Hell, she wasn’t even tired. In fact, with every minute Applejack ignored her, her senses amplified.
The hairs on her neck felt like insects nesting on her skin. The wooden chair suddenly felt rough and gritty, where it should have been smooth and touchable. The warm air was destroyed by the lightest breeze, and her skin clammed up, from her shivering shoulders, right down to her bare legs.
More than once, Rainbow considered dressing into something more than a blue tanktop and tiny spandex shorts. But that was unacceptable. That would involve leaving. That would let Applejack get away with calling her ‘boring’. To her face. So Rainbow stayed there, hardening her glare, hoping against hope that she could put a dent in her girlfriend’s cocky little smile.
"Uh… Yeah, I think Fluttershy can handle that one,” Applejack said into the phone with red-tinted cheeks. “She’ll be the one takin’ ‘em off.”
Rainbow’s heel tapped on the wooden floor.
Applejack leaned onto the countertop. “Yeah? Well, you can tell her I said that,” she said with a wide smile. “Pinkie’s got the decor all squared away...? Good.”
Rainbow’s heel tapped louder, and still--still--Applejack ignored her. The farmer even turned her back on Rainbow, chattering away about parties, cider, and how hard Fluttershy was gonna make it to Rarity on her birthday.
“Oh, we’re doin’ fine, Twi,” Applejack said. “So bored, I wanna jump outta my own skin, but we’re alright.”
That was the last straw.
With pure leg-strength, Rainbow slowly lifted from the seat, her eyes spearing into the rock-hard backside of her girlfriend--of her target, that is.
“Well, it ain’t my fault,” Applejack said. “I do all the work. If ya know what I mean.”
Rainbow’s brow scrunched together and swore to every god known to their miserable species she’d kick Applejack in the groin for that lie. She pushed the chair aside and skulked forward.
“I ain’t sayin’ it’s a bad thing, really. Just… Guess I need a little spice, is all,” Applejack.
Rainbow stumbled to a stop.
“Well, yeah, I love her for who she is. ‘Kinda question is that? But it just wears on me after a while. Ya know?” Applejack said.
Rainbow’s predatory gaze softened, and her eyes drifted astray.
“Sometimes I think she just needs to change her clothes or somethin’. Don’t get me wrong, I enjoy a firm butt squeezed in spandex any day--and don’t get me started on them legs--but you’d think she’d switch it up from time to time.”
Rainbow shot her wide eyes down to her tanktop and tiny shorts. The same tanktop and tiny shorts she wore every day after she’d return home from work. The same tanktop and tiny shorts she wore when she grinded on Applejack or watched being peeled off and thrown across a room.
Rainbow thought Applejack liked it. No, she thought Applejack loved it.
The revelation reignited Rainbow’s scowl, and she walked forward again, her pace hardened with angry swagger.
“No, no, the sex is… Well, I can’t say it’s dried up. Hell, we bump uglies at least three times a week. But… Shoot, I guess I’m just tired. Sure, I like hearin’ my name shouted in my ear, but it’s the same routine, and I’m always on the giving-end. It’s so… borin’.”
There it was again. There was that stupid, stupid word again. Rainbow stopped mere inches from the chattering Applejack and crossed her arms.
Applejack laughed into the phone. “Right! Like she’s got the balls to take control.” Rainbow’s jaw muscles shifted and flexed. “I don’t know, Twi; I don’t think Dashie’s got it in her.”
Applejack turned around and squeaked like she might as well have inhaled too much helium. Clearly, Rainbow’s presence was forgotten, but she was far too pissed off to smile about it. Instead, her face was twisted with a scowl that could turn hardened attack dogs into neutered puppies.
“I, uh… Y-yeah, I’m still here, TwiLIGHT!”
Applejack throw her hand over her mouth, and glanced down at the hand viced beneath her crotch. She threw that same hand over the phone’s speaker.
“Rainbow Dash!” she stage-whispered. “I’m on the phone!”
“I noticed.” Rainbow squeezed, and Applejack yelped.
“Dash, I swear to goodness, if you don’t--” Applejack gently cleared her throat, and moved her hand from the speaker again. “Oh, yeah! I’m hunky-dory down here Twi. Don’t y’all worry none!”
Finally, even as she tried to hold it back, Rainbow smiled… and squeezed harder.
“So, yeah! You and the girls rarin’ to meet at the Library tomorrow?!” Applejack grit her teeth and snatch on of Rainbow’s breasts in one of her powerful hands. “Whatcha mean squeaky?! My voice ain’t squeaky!”
Rainbow growled like a tiger in the long grass. She lunged forward, clamped her teeth on Applejack’s bottom lip and smiled at the surprisingly girlish ‘ough!’ Rainbow yanked her head back and crushed her lover’s soft lips upon her own. Applejack voiced her displeasure as her lips were licked, bitten and sucked. With grunts and tighter squeezes on Rainbow’s breasts, Applejack fought the wild athlete.
Whether or not she realized she was kissing Rainbow back wasn’t important. Not really.
Rainbow pulled away with a loud smack and released Applejack’s stiffened crotch, smirking at the rather engorged lump in those shorts. With eye’s so wide one could draw a map on them, Applejack’s head lolled forward a bit, her lips still puckered. With a casual scoff, Rainbow took AJ’s hand from her breast and walked passed her.
Slowly.
Applejack stood paralyzed a while longer, all but ignoring the frantic shouts from the phone in her hand. She lifted it to her ear.
“Uh… Twilight? I’ll call you back in a few hour--” A sharp slap echoed in the kitchen, and AJ’s hips clicked forward. “Days. I’ll call ya back in a few days.”
Even as Applejack turned to hang the phone back on it’s charger, the voice on the other side shouted in protest.
“Wait, what? AJ! The party’s tomor--”
*Click*
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Rainbow Dash smiled at her victim’s low moan. Normally, even after years of dedication, Rainbow Dash could barely get a gasp from Applejack. Maybe it was the way Rainbow pushed and twisted her lips onto the farmer’s, or how Rainbow’s tongue overpowered the one squirming for control. Perhaps it was how Rainbow clawed into AJ’s solid buttocks, and rammed that stiff crotch against her own.
Regardless of how she got such a wanting moan from a normally commanding Applejack, Rainbow was too far gone to care; licking, smacking, and sucking AJ’s lips, her hands groping and clawing those jean shorts.
Rainbow pulled away, her woman’s taste thinning like the saliva trailed between their tongues. Rainbow slapped a firm grip on AJ’s breast, and smiled at the farmer’s gasp.
Even as Rainbow pushed her backwards, AJ could only stare in wonder and ask, “What… what’s gotten into you?” Her back roll on the bed that caught her, her sculpted legs parting wide.
Rainbow didn’t answer right away. Instead, she stared and fought the growing pit in her chest. Those hazy magenta eyes scoured the body before them, sweat shining the skin, chest heaving shallowly, jean shorts pulling taut against the bulge that always made Rainbow shudder.
Rainbow’s own bulge twitched through her tight spandex and the room in which they’d shared many steamy nights, was twenty percent hotter than usual.
Rainbow climbed onto her prey and straddled her proudly. It was a staple tradition they shared, one that Rainbow both treasured and mastered. Clothing or no clothing, Rainbow made well with her strong hips, often doing things with them that made Applejack question what planet she was on.
That time was different. That time, as Rainbow rolled and bucked her own bulge adjacent to the much larger one, Applejack’s heaving and huffing was desperate. Desperate. The woman who not only reaped the bounties of Rainbow Dash’s libido, but commanded it as well. The woman whose every word shook apart Rainbow’s free will and brought her to her knees.
That same woman was panting for Rainbow. Begging without words, screaming without sound. Desperate.
“I’m in control,” Rainbow whispered.
It wasn’t a suggestion. It wasn’t a playful quip or the start of friendly banter. Rainbow uttered nothing but cold hard fact. She was in control, and there wasn’t a force on Heaven or Earth that would change that.
Applejack gulped but smirked all the same. Oh yeah?“ It was a challenge as it always was, a challenge of which the victor was always assured.
Applejack lifted herself forward to kiss her mounter, but was immediately pushed back down. Hard.
“Yeah,” Rainbow said.
Applejack shuddered, and Rainbow growled at the hips bucking up against her own. Then she smelt it; the aroma of flesh pushed from their clothing like air from a plastic bag. Rainbow’s neck-hairs stood as proudly as her erection, and her self-control began to crumble.
She lifted her tank top off and tossed it.
Like a cheetah with a fresh kill, Rainbow crawled forward and stood over her property, hands on her hips, feet planted wide on either side of AJ’s head.
Rainbow pointed to the hem of her tiny shorts, unable to hold her smirk. “Off,” she said.
Almost too eagerly for Rainbow’s liking, Applejack reached up and pulled down on the athlete’s last piece of clothing, and sprung her cock into the open. Rainbow kicked the shorts from her ankles and let Applejack stare.
She loved it when Applejack stared. Eyes scrutinizing her, penetrating her, roaming every curve and taut muscle. Rainbow smiled when those emerald eyes stopped their journey and rested on the real prize. Rainbow had her doubts about assuming control. She’d even feared Applejack would just throw her off and take her like the hungry beast she was. But when Applejack licked at the desert on her lips, Rainbow knew she had her.
Applejack was hers. Mind, body and soul. Rainbow Dash was in control. That night, Rainbow was judge, jury and executioner, the Alpha and Omega, the One. But with the sly grin on Applejack’s face, Rainbow knew her better half wasn’t entirely convinced of that; an issue in dire need of attention.
Rainbow inhaled the reek of her own sweat and hormones with a growing smile. The sheer strength of it, the very thought of choking her victim with it--it set her blood to a boil. Rainbow looked below, peaking passed her erection at the panting Applejack.
Rainbow’s loins plummeted to the face ogling them, and she smiled wider as that same face brightened with surprise. The inevitable contact tensed every muscle in Rainbow’s body, and she smeared her damp nuggets in Applejack’s face. Rainbow sighed and closed her eyes, savoring every muffled whimper and gasp. A small part in her chest sunk a little, suffocating her victim like that, making her breathe every eddy of Rainbow’s libido. Such a terrible thing to do.
Of course, that little part of Rainbow was a wimp that couldn’t enjoy the finer things in life, which, as of twenty minutes ago, was hearing Applejack muffle, ‘Holy sweet apples…’
The moment something wet and wiggly pressed into her hairless sack, Rainbow lifted her hips just out of AJ’s reached, clutching AJ’s messy blonde locks.
“I didn’t say start,” Rainbow said with a hitch in her breath.
Rainbow’s teeth clenched through her grin as she tried a bit harder than normal to keep her victim down. Applejack was resisting her, pushing herself forward to get to the prize dangling from Rainbow’s hovering hips. Her dry lips puckered repeatedly like a fish gulping for water, and Rainbow almost gave AJ a light slap for her disobedience.
Rainbow lowered herself again, this time, straddling Applejack’s chest. The farmer groaned in protest, her treat now nestled between her breasts, completely out of reach. Rainbow’s grin never fell, and her hand still bared AJ’s head down.
Applejack responded with a harder push. “Dagnabit, Rainbow,” she huffed. “Just… let me…”
Rainbow’s hand lightly dashed against AJ’s jawline. “Quiet,” she commanded.
Like fire in the rain, Applejack’s efforts receded, her eyes wide and jaw slacked.
“That’s better,” Rainbow said, running her hand from AJ’s hair to her cheek. “So… Boring am I?”
“Now listen, Rainbow, I—“
Applejack’s lips sealed together when her captor’s eyes darkened and narrowed. Rainbow’s smile faded a little. “Yeah, those were your exact words. But here’s the real issue: how are you gonna make it up to me,” she said.
Rainbow’s smile faded more, and Applejack’s smile reemerged like a cautious prairie dog. “What if I don’t want to, Dash?” Applejack pushed herself forward again, and Rainbow’s hand shot back to her forehead. “What’s stoppin’ me from throwin’ ya face-first on the floor and doin’ ya proper?”
Rainbow nearly cringed at the challenge, as challenges were a weakness Applejack preyed on. Constantly. This particular challenge not only dried Rainbow’s throat at the image now swimming in her head, but whitened her knuckles as she clutched AJ’s hair even harder.
“What’s stoppin’ me from takin’ what’s mine?” Applejack asked, her smile growing more and more predatory.
Rainbow’s throat bobbed dryly, and felt her foundation shaking beneath AJ’s penetrating eyes. She was right; there was absolutely nothing that kept AJ bound beneath her sweaty captor, nothing stopping AJ from flipping Rainbow off her, throwing her against the bed’s headboard, lifting her helpless bottom and plowing her upside-down like the world was going to end.
Applejack would destroy whatever power Rainbow foolishly thought she had. She’d drill into her, make her whine, beg, and scream. Applejack would finish inside of her like always, and she wouldn’t be tired. She was never tired. She’d always lay down with Rainbow for her sake. She’d alway let Rainbow huddle up against her and sleep.
The same routine. The same boring routine.
“You won’t.” Rainbow’s voice boomed without volume and shattered without force.
Applejack stopped pushing and gawked at the athlete.
“I’ll say it again, AJ.” Rainbow snatched Applejack’s shoulders and pushed her down with such finality, even the gods wouldn’t dare intervene. “I’m in control. Got it?”
Rainbow’s smile dropped completely, and her colorful bangs fell over her eyes like tattered curtain. To her amazement, Applejack started trembling.
“Y…Yes ma’am.”
Rainbow almost puked.
It worked. After every image of being thwarted and shoved right back where she started, Rainbow Dash had finally done it. She’d tamed the beast. She was on top. She was in complete indiscriminate control. Applejack was Rainbow’s marionette, tangled in her strings, rendered unable and useless until Rainbow willed otherwise. That night, Applejack belonged solely to Rainbow Dash. And this time, they both knew it.
But Rainbow had learned a thing or two about caution; being in a committed relationship does that to a person. So she lifted her hips over AJ’s face again, and smooshed her jewels between the farmer’s nose and upper-lip. She bucked and pushed herself against her target, grinning at the muffled breaths and tortured moans.
Applejack didn’t lick.
Occasionally, Rainbow hovered her loins over AJ, and allowed her a few ragged breaths of air, tainted by the stench of sweat and hot sex. And Rainbow always dropped again, drowning her puppet with her scent, marking her, claiming her.
Still, Applejack didn’t lick.
Finally, Rainbow reprieved her puppet, squatting over her with an erection so stiff, every twitch seemed to pull her skin tight. Rainbow watched Applejack like a hawk watched a rodent; her every breath, her every shudder, her every bead of sweat collecting on her face… It must’ve been maddening to just lie there and take it.
“Good girl, AJ,” Rainbow Dash said. “You want them?”
Rainbow wiggled her hips, casting her sweaty balls from side to side. Applejack’s eyes widened like a child promised off restriction.
“Then take them. Or will I sleep tonight wondering why I keep you around?”
In that moment, Rainbow could almost see every shattered dream on Applejack’s face, complete with pencil-point irises and a bitten lip. Applejack lunged forward and attacked Rainbow’s crotch with licks and slurps.
Rainbow’s eyes nearly jutted from her skull, and her breath hitched in her windpipe. She threw her head back with a silent howl, and her legs crumbled where she squatted, now full-on straddling AJ’s face.
“That’s right. Take them both,“ Rainbow muttered, biting down her moans “Gobble them up.”
Applejack obeyed. With a greedy flesh-tingling slurp, Rainbow’s balls were vacuumed into her lovers mouth, trapped, helpless, pulled and sucked from inside her scrotum.
Rainbow’s eyes widened again, most words escaping her mouth as shudders and gasps.
“You… You’re so good at that…” Rainbow whispered. Applejack pressed her head against the bed, pulling back as much as her limited space allowed. Rainbow clenched her teeth.“Oh my God…”
Applejack gave a soft growl and sucked harder. Soon enough, the farmer’s head started lashing side to side, gently yanking at Rainbow’s sack. The shaking athletes cock snapped to attention, and she leaned backwards with her hands curled into AJ’s breast. Her eyes drifted shut as she kneaded the flesh poking between her fingers.
“So rough… So…” Rainbow’s legs tensed and crackled. “A... Applejack you’re...”
Rainbow’s eyes snapped open at the tightness from deep within. She felt her balls try to escape her lover’s maw on their own accord, trying to sink back in. It was too soon. Far too soon.
“Applejack…” Rainbow leaned forward again, clutching her fingers haphazardly on the head that devoured her. “H-hold on a sec.”
Applejack didn’t stop.
Rainbow’s’ teeth ground together, all in resistance to her approaching climax, her balls being tossed, tugged and twisted, and to her puppet ignoring her. Rainbow used leverage from her tightening grip and pulled herself up, wresting her testicles from AJ’s mouth with a soppy wet *pop*.
“Hey. Take… Take it easy, okay?” Even as Rainbow said it, even as she tried to hold her authority, she knew she sounded pathetic.
Applejack said nothing, staring at Rainbow passed the beating cock over her face, her eyes glazed and resolute, earnest and playful all at once. Calloused hands slapped onto Rainbow’s hips, and with a yelp, she was pulled right back where she was.
Rainbow cried out. Whether from pain or earth-shattering pleasure, even she didn’t know. Rainbow’s knees split so widely apart, she couldn’t hope to lift herself again. Applejack’s powerful grip didn’t help.
All of this combined sank into Rainbow’s chest like a pike held over a fire; she was losing control. Slowly, despite chanting the opposite again and again, Rainbow Dash’s power seeped through the cracks. In fact, as Applejack’s hungry gargles and slurps rung in her ears, Rainbow thought, for the longest second she’d felt in years, that she never had control.
“I… Ngh! I said take it--OH my...!” Rainbow’s grip tightened more, feeling every beat in AJ’s temples.
The farmer’s tongue missed nothing, not even a single inch of Rainbow’s love-containers. Her entire groin, even; licked and sucked anywhere that tongue could reach. Rainbow’s jaw clenched so hard, her gums ached, and tiny ragged breaths escaped her lungs.
She was scared--terrified, even--how little more she could take. She was going to fail. Rainbow was going to let Applejack win, to make her cum without consent, to prove that she was just as boring as Applejack said she was.
Her core burned, like a pillar of condensed steam drove into her stomach and rippled inside her loins. She was going to pop. And there was nothing she could do about it... So she rolled with it.
“Grah! Alright, you want it rough?!” Somehow, Rainbow lifted her hips away from Applejack. “You got it rough!”
With muscles shifting and tightening beneath her glistening skin, and with a battle cry she hoped covered the girth of her peeking orgasm, Rainbow buried her cock behind AJ’s lips. She couldn’t even smile at the farm-girl’s muffled yelp, far too focused on thrusting herself into that warm soaking mouth.
Only seconds later, Applejack closed her eyes and took it. Her cheeks caved around the assaulting serpent, all while bulging with every thrust, and Rainbow squinted at the wet pops and suckles. The athlete grew bold and gave a mighty thrust that stabbed the back of Applejack’s throat.
Rainbow smiled at the little gag, but rolled her eyes at AJ’s intensified efforts. Rainbow met the aggression head-on with harder thrusts, each more powerful than the last. This, as proven by the bursting chambers within, was a grave error.
“Oh God, there it is. Oh God, there it is!”
Rainbow’s body jerked. She ripped away from her starving lover and snatched her own wet cock. With grunts and groans that would make lions proud, Rainbow jacked her orgasm all over AJ’s face.
From forehead to nose, and eyebrows to chin, AJ gasped and moaned at the thick white strings that confettied her, her eyes shut tight. Rainbow’s stiff helmet met AJ’s lips, and she instinctually opened her mouth with her tongue out.
With a scream bitten back by clinched teeth and pursed lips, Rainbow Dash happily pumped the rest of her seed onto that squirming tongue and those twitching lips. She pumped and pumped until the whole of her climax left her with an almost-painful tug.
Rainbow’s strength cracked, and she fell forward with only her arms to keep her from collapsing atop her smiling mate. Applejack’s throat bobbed with a loud tantalizing gulp.
“Dammit, I love you,” Rainbow huffed as she gazed at her handy work.
Applejack poked her tongue from behind her lips and winked. Rainbow just grinned.
“Well, sugar?” Applejack said with halving eyelids. “Ain’t ya gonna clean me off?”
Rainbow grinned wider. Even with her member’s growing flaccidity, Rainbow‘s heart hammered like pistons in a speeding car. She had wanted to clean her puppet, to slip out her tongue and run it along every glossy white line on that freckled face.
She wanted to taste herself mixed with AJ’s salty sweaty skin. She wanted to leave the last strand of semen on her tongue, and wait for AJ to kiss it off.
But she did none of those things.
Instead, with her grin as wide as ever, Rainbow regained her footing, and her slim trimmed legs lifted her away. Her, now, completely flaccid cock wobbled freely, like a worm on a fishing hook. Rainbow said nothing; she just stared at the eagerness boiling from AJ’s eyes like an overfilled pot.
She hopped backwards and landed smoothly on the floor.
“H-hey!” Applejack sat up, her legs thrown wide over the bed’s edge. “Where ya goin’?”
Rainbow didn’t answer. Instead, she turned completely around, proudly showing her sculpted backside. With a well-timed and well-practice flex of her buttocks, Rainbow sauntered from a beat-red Applejack.
“We’re not finished yet!” Applejack protested.
Rainbow walked onward, toward the bathroom door. Her grin pulled behind her gums when she heard her hot-blooded partner shoot to her feet.
Applejack grunted in discomfort. “Dagnabit, with these shorts!” A hasty *zip* and a throaty huff later, Rainbow stopped just in front of the bathroom door. “Rainbow Danger Dash! Y’all get your tight behind back here and clean up after yourself!”
Even as it happened, Rainbow couldn’t believe she hesitated. Worse, she couldn’t believe how hard it was to not turn back. But Rainbow didn’t turn back, she couldn’t turn back. She feared--indeed, she knew quite well--if she took one look at the monster jutting from those little shorts, she’d bolt to Applejack, crash to her knees and swallow it whole.
She’d lose control, she’d completely submit to Applejack and let those rugged hands yank her hair and shove that shaft into Rainbow’s throat.
So Rainbow gave her toned rump a slap and marched into the bathroom.
“I… I-I’m not chasin’ you! Ya hear me, Dash?!”
Rainbow closed the door. It took every cell in her body not to collapse against the door and scream how good she felt. She turned toward the six-foot mirror plastered to the wall across the sink, and took a good hard look at her sleek naked self.
Hot. Powerful. Irresistable.
Rainbow grinned at the shifting muscles in her shoulders, the same muscles cut just above her perky C-cup breasts, the trimmed grooves on her belly, and every shape of her lean legs.
She ran her fingers along the curve of her waistline and turned completely around. The sight of her backside actually made her blush. She stared hard at the long chasm of muscle down her back, the smooth-to-the-touch gleam of her glutes that always shifted and defined itself with every flex.
Her eyes wandered to her legs. The way her thighs dipped into her round solid calves could turn heads for miles. And Rainbow Dash knew it.
She smiled again; Applejack would chase this fine specimen of powerful beauty, and there’d be nothing she could do to stop herself. In fact, if Rainbow Dash was a lesser woman, she’d shamelessly flirt with the creature in that mirror…
“Nope. Not conceited at all,” Rainbow muttered with a shameless grin.
Rainbow left that mirror with a satisfied ‘hmph’, and sauntered right toward the shower. She flung the curtains aside, turned the nozzle, and stepped in. Without a doubt, the water pelting the tile would tempt Applejack to the breaking point. As her rainbow hair sunk and sagged from the water, Rainbow sighed. She caressed her trimmed core below the watery stream, her smile growing at what Applejack must’ve thought right then.
She was probably standing behind the bathroom door, biting her lip off just to keep from barging in. Or maybe she was back in the kitchen, calling Twilight back to get a cure for ‘blue balls.’ Maybe she was… relieving herself; taming her throbbing monster to get it out of her system. To get Rainbow out of her system.
Maybe she working herself into a frenzy, breaths hissing through her nose, her hands slapping against her pelvis, crunching her jaw down to keep from shouting, ‘Rainbow Dash!’
Rainbow opened her eyes and felt the hot water pouring over an all-too-familiar stiffness. She smiled down at her renewed erection.
“Heh. We’re both hopeless,” Rainbow said, shaking her head.
The bathroom door slammed open and destroyed her muse. Out of instinct, Rainbow gasped and curled her arms over her chest. Hasty footsteps turned Rainbow’s gawk into an excited grin.
The shower curtain was cast aside, and there stood a fuming naked Applejack, her face wiped clean of Rainbow’s dried semen. Rainbow shivered as the steam billowed away, but kept her grin, staring into those fiery eyes. She slowly lowered her arms from over her chest, and just stood there, hair matted against her head and neck, sweat and hot water pouring into the shower drain.
The moment Rainbow bat an eyelash, Applejack stepped inside and whisked the curtain shut.
Author's Note
Is it jumpier than most of my pieces? Probably.
Does it feel rushed and unfinished? Perhaps.
Will I actually find the gastric fortitude to update this garbage? Pushes believability, but I'll consider it.
Either way, if I can't bring myself to continue, The 'Complete' tag will show up sooner or later.
There, FortunesFavor, you putrid ball sack. Have it! Have a healthy serving of something this fandom simply doesn't need more of!
Craine...
