(Rainbow Dash’s P.O.V.)

This was the third time since my return to Ponyville that I stood on the front porch of my cloud home, and it was also the third day since I had inadvertently drenched Dominic in spa bath water. Closing my eyes as I leaned forward and stretched my wings to their full length, I let out a content sigh as the feeling of wind caressing my fur and feathers sent chills of delight down my spine and sent my heart on a whirlwind of joy. I may enjoy... buck, even love the time I spend with Dominic, but there was one ache he wouldn’t be able to help me fulfill, and that was the feeling of wind beneath my wings, a warm and cold chill all over my body.

There are only a few things that can make this even better... I wish Dom was here right now.

Feeling my heart flutter at the thought of Dominic, I knew where I was going to go and who I was going to see. I knew that instead of work that my dear Dominic was going to be at home, and what better way for the only human in Equestria to spend his day than with his unofficial marefriend. I felt a blush make its way onto my cheeks, but even though it was unfair that he didn’t know the meaning, I had gotten him to admit it. The burn in my cheeks only intensified as that memory came back to me, but I shook my head to clear my head.

There will be plenty of time to be cozy with Dom later...

With a warm spot nestled in my heart and a flare of my wings, I was flying up into the air and in the general direction of Ponyville.

Actually, I'm in the mood for something from Sugercube corner... perhaps I can bring Dom something...

...

(Dominic’s P.O.V.)

Grabbing a towel as I stepped out of the steaming shower and wrapping said towel around my waist, I walked out of the bathroom and made my way to my closet. As I made my way over to getting a fresh set of clothes, I stopped as I heard a near silent curse downstairs.

Who in the hell broke in...?

Stepping over to my dresser, I quickly slipped on some boxers and then into a pair of loose fitting jeans. Not bothering with my boots or even socks, I quickly and quietly made my way out of my room and down the hallway. Now that I was out of my room, I easily heard the sound of hoof steps on wooden flooring.

Don’t they know I'm new to town yet? I got nothing of value down there...

...But then again, I can’t just let them think I will allow them to break into my home and get away with it.

Quickly stalking down the hallway and then down the stairs, I managed to locate where they were with how much noise they were making. If I was right, then they were in the kitchen. I heard a crunching sound, almost like when a bag is set down.

Upon reaching the bottom of the stairs, I slowly snuck over towards the kitchen entranceway, and I even heard whoever was in the kitchen starting to make their way closer to my position. It was the perfect setup. All I have to do was wait here for them to come to me, and from the brief wrestle moments I had with Dash, I just had to keep their hooves bent and pressed against their body. If it was a unicorn, I was screwed either way unless I wanted to knock them out.

Yet, as I prepared for the tackle, the sound of hooves ceased movement, before I heard the rustle of feathers, and I let out a barely audible sigh of relief. It wasn’t long afterwards that the sound of movement was once again heard, and I tensed my muscles in preparation for the capture. I didn’t wish to harm whoever it was, but I wasn’t going to sit on the couch and give them full rein over my home to do with as they wish.

Any moment now...

My wait wasn’t long, and as soon as the pony rounded the corner, I leaned down and wrapped my arms around them, and as I went down, I heard a startled yelp as a feathery appendage flared out and against my body, and I closed my eyes as the mane to the pony flew across my face. We both landed hard on the floor, but I know I took the brunt of it as I felt my elbow sharply crack against the wood.

Opening my eyes along with my mouth, I was going to give the would-be robber a decent tongue lashing, yet before I even got a word off, I found myself speechless as below me was a mare. Not just any mare, but my best friend... my marefriend as she had me call her, though I had suspicions to what it really meant.

Her eyes looked up at mine with a bit of pain, before she grunted a bit and asked a bit heatedly, “What the buck Dom? Why did you do that?”

Closing my mouth and swallowing, I leaned off of her a bit before answering, “I thought you were a robber... damn, sorry Dash...” Quickly getting up and moving to her side, I carefully helped her up, but as I did so, I felt a sharp pain in my elbow.

Damn... that’s going to be sore in a few minutes...

Once Dash was sitting on my lap and I was sitting on the floor, she opened her muzzle to possibly berate me as I felt her hoof press against my chest firmly, yet that is as far as she got with yelling at me.

Her hoof pressed a bit firmer against my chest, before she asked, “Dom... are these really your muscles?”

Smirking a bit as I flexed the muscle she was pressing against, I saw her blush as I said, “Yeah, why, see something you like?”

It wasn’t often I got Dash to blush, but I couldn’t help but chuckle as her face lit up the brightest I had yet to see it. Her eyes quickly looked away as she moved to get up, but I easily pulled her against me; something that actually got a squeak from her. Smiling warmly as I held her tightly, she looked up at me with bright crimson cheeks that were nearly as bright as her eyes before she said, “You still owe me for tackling me...”

Looking down at Dash, I chuckled briefly, before I ceased pulling her so tightly against me. Once free however, her wings shot out to her sides. Raising an eyebrow at the spectacle in front of me, I shook my head while the smirk I had only grew wider, before I said, “Yes, I apologize for that, but you were the one sneaking around down here.”

“I brought muffins...”

“You entered without permission.”

“...” Dash looked to the side, before she smiled widely despite her heavy blushing, and said, “You hurt me.”

Scoffing as I looked towards her with a critical inspection, I saw not a feather out of place or even a single hint that she had an injury beneath her fur. Despite the fact that she claimed she was hurt, she was smiling widely as she gave me a triumphant look. Forget it...

Letting out a tired sigh as I leaned back, I looked towards Dash and asked, “Alright Dash, what do you want me to do for you? Hoof rub, back massage, full body massage... wing massage?” With the last one I felt my tired frown flip into a grin, but Dash in turn turned beat red along with lowering her head. I felt her breath leave her muzzle in one huge gust as her wings trembled a bit.

She slowly raised her head until she was looking directly into my own eyes, before I actually heard her swallow and ask, “Can I have all of the above?”

Dropping the grin, I shook my head as I said, “No, you can only choose one.” Dash sagged a bit in my lap as her gaze dropped from my own, but I chuckled as I raised a hand and shook it through the top of her mane, making it even frizzier than before as I said, “Of course you can have all of the above, but I need you to promise me something.” Once I was sure I had her attention, I moved my hand back to her shoulder, before saying in a dead serious tone, “Don’t think me and you will be hitting the bed once I give you a wing massage.”

Her muzzle dropped open as soon as I said that, but she shook her head before she stood up and placed her hooves on my shoulders and said, “I won’t promise anything...”

She moved to the side as she walked off of my lap, but she swiped her tail over my face as she made her way back to the kitchen. Shaking my head as I rolled onto my knees and getting to my feet, I looked over in time to see Dash stop walking and look back at me, before she huffed and said, “Your cool meter is twenty percent lower... it isn’t cool to make the coolest mare blush...”

Dash... sometimes I swear you make things awkward, and other times you plain don’t make any sense...

...

The first thing I saw when I cracked open my eyes were a pair of blue ears, along with a very colorful hair style. Moving my gaze further down, I noticed Dash was still asleep as she cuddled against my chest, snoring slightly enough to hear, but not obnoxiously loud. The longer I looked at her closed eyes, the more I felt the smile on my lips spreading. Pulling her closer to me and planting a kiss softly on her forehead, I felt my face heat up a bit from the simple action, before I pulled away slowly.

Dash smiled in her sleep, and she mumbled something too silent for me to hear as I continued to pull away. Her ears twitched a bit as my hand slowly ran up its length, and I chuckled quietly as I slowly sat up.

Taking a cautionary glance at Dash, I saw her eyes were still closed, her hooves were resting along the bed, and her wings twitched once in a while. Scooting away as I kept an eye on her, I only turned away once I was at the end of the bed, and I easily and quietly got to my feet, making nearly no sound as I transferred my weight from the bed to the floor.

Making my way to the door, I eased it open, before making my way out of it and softly closing it behind me. With Dash knocked out and with no way to hinder me, I would be able to make something for us to eat for when she wakes up.

Heh, spoiled rotten is what she will be if everything keeps going the way it is. A masseuse for whenever she wants or needs one, friends that care for her, a good town to live in... hell, and even a cook if all I can expect to eat is vegetables. Though I doubt making a flower sandwich is too hard.

Turning and walking into the kitchen, I soon set about collecting all the necessary supplies and ingredients to make what I was hoping would be substancal enough to keep Dash happy. I knew I would be satisfied with what I was planning to make, but Dash was a Pegasus, and I could only safely guess that flying eats up energy as much as it would for me to go hiking or swimming. Perhaps I can ask Dash about that when she wakes up. I know she loves flying just as much as I do, but she actually uses her body to fly instead of a machine. Letting out a sigh as I felt a flare of emotions run through me, I shook my head as I set a pot in the sink and began to fill it. I might never fly again, but that doesn’t mean I can’t enjoy learning about what it is like to fly under your own power.

Shutting off the water, I picked up the pot and walked it over to the stove, and as I lowered it, I glanced at the countertop at the assembled supplies. I knew what to do, how to cook the stew I envisioned in my mind, and when it would approximately be done.

After releasing the handles to the pot, I reached down and turned the flames on at a high setting so that I could get the water simmering before I was finished. Once it started to boil, then I would turn it to a lower setting so that the food could cook properly. Moving over to the countertops, I looked down, before feeling a smirk come across my lips, Now comes the fun part.

Grabbing a large knife and a potato, I began to quickly cut it into decent sized chunks that would cook thoroughly, but also be small enough for Dash to comfortably chew as well as myself. It took a moment to get a rhythm down, but as soon as it was set, I was cutting all the required ingredients as the pot I had on the stove began to lightly boil.

This is perfect. Dash is still asleep, I have time to myself, and by the time she wakes up, I should have dinner well on the way. Feeling a smirk slowly developing, I shook my head as I grabbed the cut up celery and moved to place it in the pot. When I looked into it however, I saw the water wasn’t even simmering yet, so I went and placed the celery back on the cutting board I had been using. Reaching over, I grabbed a can of salt and made my way over, before sprinkling a decent amount into the two quarts or so of water. Setting the salt down, I made my way over to a drawer and began to rummage through the utensils, before grabbing a large wooden spoon and closing the drawer and making my way back to the pot.

I need to see about getting a music player or something...

Stirring the water a bit, I saw tiny bubbles forming on the bottom of the pot, and I knew that was my cue to start getting everything I had just prepared into the pot. Potatoes went in, then carrots, celery, and finally a bit of other vegetables that I had no idea to the names of.

Once that part was done, I sprinkled some more salt and pepper in, before reaching over and grabbing the top and placing it atop the pot so that no steam would escape. Next I lowered the flames so that I wouldn’t end up overcooking or possibly ruining the stew.

Once that was all done, I looked around, but I didn’t see anything else that needed doing right away.

With food on the way, a sleeping mare in my bed, and some free time, I intended to get some reading done. Perhaps I could read more on Pegasi autonomy so that I could read Dash a bit better...

...

Cracking open an eye as I let out a yawn, I looked around and saw all was still, yet from what I could see, it was becoming increasingly dark out. Sitting up from my reclined position on the couch, I saw the room was bathed in shadows and the only illuminated parts of the room were from the setting sun outside. How long was I out for...?

Getting to my feet and making my way towards one of the lamps in the living room, I turned it on and illuminated the darkened room. I wonder if the stew is done by now. Or if Dashie is even awake yet.

Chuckling a bit as I continued to make my way towards the kitchen, I looked towards the stairs, but considered it would be better to first make sure the food wasn’t burning rather than to wake up a sleeping Pegasus.

Once I was in the kitchen however, the smell of cooking vegetables was heavenly. The aroma seemed to hang in the air, before caressing my senses and reminding me of all the old home cooked meals I used to have as a child. My stomach even approved with a gurgle as I made my way across the floor and stood over the pot and saw steam wafting up. Looking over and grabbing the ladle, I stirred it around a bit, and the smell seemed to permeate the air with an even stronger aroma. Damn... I thought for sure I would’ve destroyed this before it was even finished, yet here I am... stew complete and it smells better than I could’ve hoped for. But if there is one thing that my time in the service has taught me, everything tastes better with a generous serving of salt... if the top chefs of the military can’t make good tasting food, then I doubt my beginners cooking cant taste that good. Besides, smells can be deceiving, and I don’t want Dash to think I... wait, why do I care? I never was a cook...

Shaking my head as I reached over and grabbed a bottle of salt, I opened it up and gently sprinkled a nice coating over steaming stew, all the while stirring with my other hand to evenly distribute it. This was my first time cooking a meal since I joined the Air Force, and I wasn’t going to have my meal be remembered as horrible.

Tilting the salt bottle back, I finished stirring once I felt no salt was lingering too much in one portion of stew, and when I turned around to go check on Dash, I instead heard a knocking on the front door.

“Now who in the hell can that be...?”

Making my way towards the door, I grabbed the handle and gave it a twist and pull, and what I who I saw actually made me feel a bit confused.

“Dash...?” She smiled as she looked up at me, and I saw the flushed look on her face as her eyes sparkled brightly. “But... I thought...?” I could only weakly gesture towards the general direction of the stairs, but she only laughed as she sauntered past me.

“Mmmm. What smells good?”

Closing the door, I swore under my breath as I felt a headache spawning, before I asked, “Dash, I thought you were asleep, and how did you leave without waking me up...?”

“Simple, I went through your bedroom window. I wanted to stretch my wings... and maybe work out... and then maybe take a shower...”

Glancing at her wings, I saw that the feathers actually did seem a bit displaced rather than neat. Turning my gaze back towards Dashes, I saw her cheeks appeared to have a reddish tint to them, and I felt my own cheeks flair as I remembered something I had read. It pertained to how looking at the wings of a Pegasus could be seen as a sexual thing between couples.

“Er... well to answer your question, I made some stew. Are you hungry?” In response to my question, Dash’s stomach growled louder than my own had, and I let out a chuckle that made Dash’s face light up like a Christmas tree. “Well, I believe that says it all... if you want to go to the table, I will prepare you a bowl.” Making my way towards the intention with preparing two bowls of stew, I smiled as I lightly shook my head...

...

Taking mine and Dash’s bowls to the kitchen, I couldn’t help but wonder what in the hell was causing that mare to blush so brightly. She enjoyed the meal, something I was easily able to detect when she wouldn’t stop licking her lips... and possibly the three bowls of stew she had consumed with ease. Yet that didn’t tell me why she was blushing as bad as she was.

“Oh Dominic...”

Looking over my shoulder, I saw Dash stand from her seat and saunter her war towards me with a wide grin as her wings snapped wide open.

Should I be worried or frightened that she doesn’t care about her wing boner this time...?

Taking a few steps back as I asked, “Is everything alright Dash...?”

Her eyes narrowed in what looked like a predatory fashion, and she faintly resembled a cat for a second. That isn’t to say she pounced, though it was the equivalent as she flung herself towards me with a powerful jump that nearly made me drop the bowls in my hands. Since my hands were full, I resorted to simply catching and holding her with my arms as I felt her fore hooves wrap over my shoulders and around my neck. I had the briefest of moments to offer a scowl towards her grinning expression before I felt her lips connect with my own.

I felt my back bump into the wall as I tried to lean away, even if that motion was entirely pointless as she was literally in my arms. Her eyes didn’t fully close how I had expected, yet they squeezed tight once I felt her tongue force its way through my lips.

My eyes widened as I felt her tongue invade my mouth, yet that wasn’t what made me nearly gag... I could literally taste the saltiness on her tongue as it ran over and then under my own. The feeling was enough to cause my heart to beat a bit quicker, but before I could enjoy it I tasted the salt from our meal all over her tongue.

Then she let out a low sounding groan... almost a moan in all meanings of sound and feeling.

By the time I was working my way around the taste, I felt her tongue slide against my own one more time, before her lips slowly disconnected from my own. She leaned forward and slid her muzzle over my cheek as she panted heavily into my neck; each breath sending a warm breeze over my skin.

After a few moments, I twisted my head to try and look down, but Dash shuffled her body against my own, before she let herself down to the floor and released her hold on my neck. I in turn unwound my arms from around her barrel, and when she was leaning against my body, she looked up and smiled towards me as she said happily, “You taste amazing... just as much as your food...”

My cheeks instantly felt like molten lava, and I saw Dash pull away, before she gave me a wink and walked towards the living room.

What the hell just happened...?

...

After washing the dishes and setting them out to dry, I had been able to return to the living room and start reading a bit more. Now however, I was sitting on my couch with a nice little history book in my hands and three pages into it.

Looking over the top of the book when I felt something firm press against my knee, I saw Dash had a hood pressed against my leg, while the other one was between my legs. Her wings were still standing fully erect, and she was smiling widely towards me as she hopped up onto my lap, effectively pushing the book out of the way as she sat down in my lap and pressed her shoulder and head against my chest. Her actions were starting to resemble that of how a loyal dog acts to its owner, yet this ‘dog’ was entirely intelligent and most of the time highly flirty...

“Are you comfortable Dash...?” I asked as I brought the book back in front of us, and I felt her shift a bit more, until I felt her hind legs move on either said of my hips.

She let out a squeak, before I heard her sigh and she said happily, “Now I am.”

Dammit Dash! What is going on with you tonight!?

I had to shift a bit myself to reassert my body into a more comfortable position, yet when that didn’t work, I had to try again. The entire time I was uncomfortable as firstly, Dash had positioned herself so that despite the fabric to my jeans, I could feel every contour... every curve of her flank and legs with how she was sitting. The problem was, there was no possible way to fix this without making her move, and despite the discomfort from this new experience I was having, I didn’t want to ask her to move...

Letting out a sigh as I resigned myself to my fate, I instead focused as much as I could on what was written in the book. I knew not to question it as I had enough discussions with twilight, and with all that I have seen in this interesting world, I knew to believe that a very rare few were immortals on this planet, or the equivalent. So as I read how the Two Sisters formed Equestria’s peaceful nation into what it is today, I slowly found myself becoming enraptured in the book in my hands, with the warmth over my stomach and chest merely being a reminder that I wasn’t entirely alone.

Yet, that brief peace was shattered when something wet, warm, and smooth suddenly laid itself on my neck. Jerking away and pulling Dash with me to get her away from whatever the hell it was. I felt it disappear, before a giggle reached my ears. Looking down at Dash, I felt astonishment wash over me as I saw her tongue sticking out, but then she leaned forward and licked up my neck and near my ear.

“What the hell Dash!?” Pushing her out of my lap and onto the open part of the couch, I quickly got up and rubbed all along the side of my face and neck. That is by far the worst feeling I have ever got! It is almost as bad as when Luna suddenly appeared in my girlfriends place in that dream...

I heard Dash giggle as her hooves struck the floor, and I looked up to see her giving me a sultry gaze as she walked towards me with something akin to a lovers gaze. It honestly was a little unnerving...

She paused in her steps a little bit, before she licked her lips and said just as suddenly as her sudden change of attitude, “I’m thirsty...”

“Then go get some water, don’t lick me...”

She either didn’t care about what I said, or she didn’t bother to listen as she turned around and made her way towards the kitchen with a simple strut to her step. As she went into the kitchen, I felt a shiver run up my back as I once again wiped away any saliva that was still near my ear. Kisses, yes, occasional suggestive invitations, totally, but a lick like that? What is trying to get at?

...

Dash was sitting beside me on the couch, but she had one hoof resting on my leg closest to her, with the other holding her close to me around my shoulders. She was leaning against me as she was whispering delicately into my ear, yet the closeness from her muzzle was literally sending chills all over my body and heat into my cheeks. I found the book in my lap was no longer readable as I could only fight to keep my body in check as she whispered seductive... promising things into my ear. While I knew my outer appearance wasn’t as bad, her words were having a huge impact on my body. My lungs felt like they weren’t getting enough air, my heart felt like it was trying to burst free from my chest, my throat felt tighter than a rusty cocking mechanism, and my face felt like it was on fire.

When Dash giggled lightly and nuzzled against my cheek, I couldn’t find it in my will power to full away when I felt her tongue softly run against the underside of my jaw; it in fact caused my breath to get caught in my throat. I wanted nothing more than to reach over and pull her into a deep and passionate kiss, yet with everything she had just been whispering, I wasn’t sure if I would be able to stop there. The only thing I could do to keep me from acting on the impulse was to clench my fists tightly and firmly clamp my jaw shut tightly.

Another giggle came from Dash, and I let out a brief sigh when her tongue left my skin, leaving a tingling and burning sensation all over where it had just been; which was front the beginning of my jaw line to two-thirds to my chin. I felt her warm breath sliding over my cheek, before I felt it blow across my ear. A thick swallow was all I had time for before I felt her teeth slide over the tip of my ear, before she nibbled gently, yet with enough pressure to send jolts of shocking pleasurable sensations down my limbs. It was a feeling I had never encountered before, yet it was in that moment where I couldn’t take anymore of her teasing.

Forgetting all about the book as I stood up, Dash instantly fell off of me, but I ignored that as well as I took a few steps away from the couch to keep myself from possibly committing myself to something I wasn’t prepared to accept. I heard Dash yelp in surprise, but I had to remain facing the other way else she would know how much that had affected me, and with how forward and strong she was coming onto me; it was probably best if she didn’t know.

“Dominic, did I hurt you?” Came Dash’s concerned voice, and for a second I forgot what had just happened, yet I remembered just as my head was turned halfway towards her.

I was able to see her from the corner of my vision as I said a bit forcefully, “N-No, I am alright... er, I think it is best if you go home D-Dash.”

From the corner of my eye I was able to make out her downcast expression... that is until I saw her head tilt up, and a smirk quickly spread over her muzzle. I turned my head away from her entirely this time to possibly avoid any more flirty looks or anything of the sort, yet I heard her ask softly, “Can I have a good night kiss first?”

I was about to answer, but I felt a stab of hesitation force me to remain where I was and mull it over- even if briefly- whether to grant her request or not. In the end, I wanted one as well, and I found myself thinking about how a single simple kiss couldn’t hurt too terribly bad.

Turning around was easy, almost as easy as it was to reach Dash and bring her into a passionate kiss that sent flames of passion racing down to my heart.

Remember... simple goodnight kiss...

Running my hand down to her neck, I pulled her closer as she snaked her hooves around my neck...

Simple kiss...

Sliding my hands down her neck, I found the two joints of her wings and applied a bit of rolling pressure that earned me a gasp, before a light moan from Dash...

Easy... short kiss...

Everything she had whispered to me was running around in my head, jumbling my senses as I ran my hands even further south.

WAIT!

Pulling away as soon as I realized where my hands had been going, I saw Dash looking up at me with a pair of loving eyes, and her muzzle was hanging open as she looked up at me with possibly the happiest smile I had ever seen. She was breathing heavily as her fore hooves were still resting on my shoulders from our embrace. I swallowed thickly as I leaned back a bit more, and I watched as a pair of blue limbs fell away from my shoulders...

“That was totally awesome big guy...”

I felt myself blush a bit more at that, before I cleared my throat and said, “There you go Dashie... a good night kiss before you return home...”

“I want another...”

She got up after she growled out that brief sentence, and just the way she said it sent shivers up my spine. Yet my distraction happened to be the downfall as she soon jumped forward and mashed her lips roughly against my own. I stumbled back a bit and had to hold her or else she would fall, yet in doing so I felt her feathers brush past my hands; something that drew her lips away from my own long enough for her to gasp.

“B-Buck me... d-do that again...”

“D-Dash! Enough of this... you need to go home tonight...”

She huffed, before let go of me and said, “Fine,” I let her go, and she was instantly moving towards the door as she added, “you didn’t need to be uncool about it though.” When she reached the door, she left, before closing the door quickly, yet not to where it slammed.

Er... that was abrupt... even for her...

I could only stand there and stare at the door for a few moments, before I shook my head and hurried towards the kitchen. I was going to need some water and possibly a shower after all that had just occurred in such a short amount of time.

Opening up a cupboard, I reached up and grabbed a cup, before turning around and making my way towards the sink. My face still felt like it was on fire, and there was a similar feeling in my veins as I filled up my cup with crisp cool water. What was up with Dash? She wasn’t acting like that earlier.

Bringing the cup up and taking a deep draught from the cup until there was no more water, I shook my head as mixed emotions began to race through my mind. Everything she said though... I can’t see her saying half those things. Yet the other half... I wouldn’t put it past her to flirt like that.

A shiver ran up my spine as one thing in particular ran through my head, and it was something I couldn’t help but think about over and over again. I didn’t want to think of the exact wording she had used, as that had caused me to nearly lose my cool when she said something about me and her getting busy. But that brought up another point entirely that I was using to distract myself from what she had said...

She’s a pony, I am a human. She may be a Pegasus with different characteristics, but even I can’t just erase the fact she looks like one of the petting zoo animals I know about, and I am a human; the top-of-the-food-chain sentient creature on Earth. I know I shouldn’t be giving it too much... but would I really want to... no, not want to; she already proved that she could get a reaction out of me and my body. But would I really want to... rut her... as she called it...? COULD I do that without feeling any regret...?

After a moment’s pause, I felt heat once more burning through my veins and face, before I refilled my cup and downed it just as quickly. I quickly shook my head as I placed the cup beside the sink and made my way towards the exit and to the stairs as I said to myself, “I need some sleep...”

Each step up the stairs was a step closer to relief, yet as I made my way towards there, I began to realize a fact; I was going to need to use the restroom due to all the water I just drank.

Grabbing the handle to my bedroom door, I eased it open on its oiled hinges and into the dark room before me. Reaching a hand out along the wall as I searched for the light switch, I knew I wouldn’t be able to navigate properly to the bathroom without some form of light, as the moon only illuminated a brief part of the room. Once I found it, I quickly flipped it up and into the on position... only to instantly wish I hadn’t wanted any light to begin with.

There on my bed was Dash, yet it was what I found my eyes drawn to that instantly caused my heart to nearly stop as I found myself staring with wide eyes and a stiff jaw towards a rump. Yet it wasn’t the rump I was looking at, rather it was what Dash was plainly revealing to me from how her tail wasn’t hanging down where it normally would be.

A giggle broke my trance, and I quickly averted my gaze to a space a little less... revealing. That was when Dash said a bit hotly, “Care to join me my dear Dominic? I promise to move slowly...”

Moving towards the bed, I quickly looked towards her eyes and nowhere else as I grabbed her, and eased her to the bed. I didn’t care what was wrong with her, why she wanted to so badly get intimate with me all of a sudden, or even why she had technically entered without permission onto my property. I just wanted to be able to look at her without possibly looking at her personal area. “Dash, enough of this! I don’t know what got into your head, but this is becoming old, and quick.”

I knew my scolding must’ve held no true power to it as I myself couldn’t hear anything but a restrained want in the tone, but I still held Dash down to the bed as I got myself under wraps. She must’ve not cared about what I had even said as her eyes still held that half-lidded sultry gaze, but I refused to let that little bit of attention sway my resolve.

“Why didn’t you go home when you left...?”

She smiled widely as she leaned forward and attempted to snag my lips with her own, but I leaned back enough to where she couldn’t reach me, along with applying a bit more pressure to her shoulder and foreleg. I might have had her on her side, but her neck allowed her to still lean towards me and nuzzle my arm.

“I didn’t want to be too far from my lover...”

Looking down at Dash, I only offered a bemuse expression as I asked, “Do you even know what that means?”

She gave me a tender smile as her lips parted, and she said, “Yes, it means the pony you love... I think.”

It’s like she is drunk! Yet we didn’t have any alcohol... and I'm sure I would’ve at least tasted it when she gave me that kiss...

“What am I going to do with you...?” I muttered to myself, but Dash simply giggled, before saying proudly, “You will stroke and squeeze my wings, and then you will roll me over onto my hooves, before final-”

“That question was rhetorical Dash.” She paused, before giving me a blank stare, and I added with a sigh and shake of my head, “It means I wasn’t expecting an answer...”

“I knew that!”

God...

Releasing Dash, I got to my feet and stepped away from the bed, but Dash simply got to her hooves and looked towards me and asked, “Where are you going Dominic...?”

“To take care of some business... If you won’t go home, just wait for me to finish getting ready for bed...”

...

As I was still awake, I found myself staring at the ceiling as I absently went through a few things in my head. Dash may be asleep, but that didn’t mean I was safe from her antics. The blankets were covering us, and that may have hindered any and all possible moves on her part, but even if that was her objective, she still wouldn’t be and to do that. Her wings were wrapped snug around my body, and her fore hooves were lying over my shoulders and beside my head as her own head resided on my chest. Her hind legs were splayed out on either side of my body from her earlier attempts to seduce me, and while it had been creative; it hadn’t succeeded in anything other than making me feel awkward as hell until I had forced her hips down with my hands.

As I currently stroked her mane with my hand, I held her back with one of my hands as I continued to try and ease my mind to a more relaxed state. I had work tomorrow, and so far I had yet to be late or tired on the job, and I didn’t want to chance that now. Shifting as much as I could, I looked towards the open window where the breeze blew in from, before letting a single thought slip past my mind before sleep surely worked its way into my system...

Author's Note

Good God... inspiration has left me. ALL of my projects are receiving no love... hell, it took me nearly 2 months to update my other story... and now I got a 3rd im working on. I never learn...