A Flight Through the Night
The bright sun lit up the sky over the city of Hoofington. The beautiful day was one to enjoy for most, especially if you were one of the many thousands of fans at the coliseum. Their screams echoed through the air as they got ready for the many events getting ready to take place, pitting the greatest flight teams across the land against each other.
In the eastern section of the arena, a small group of pegasi sat in formation, ready to show the fans here just why they were considered the greatest flight team in all of Equestria. In front of all of them was their captain, Spitfire, her bright orange mane sticking up above her head as she eyed the screaming ponies all around them. She always enjoyed the thrill of showing what she was made of to every other pony. Looking back to her team, she stood up straight and took a deep breath.
“Alright team! Are you all ready to win!?”
“Yeah!” They all shouted out in unison.
Grinning at her team’s enthusiasm, Spitfire looked to each of the ponies standing before her. Soarin, her second in command, was adjusting his goggles as he gave a playful salute to his captain. Next to him were the twins; Fire Streak and Lightning Streak who were giving each other a hoof bump before turning to Spitfire. The one pony Spitfire was happy to see in her sight was the newest recruit who aced her academy lesson with flying colors.
“This is so awesome!” Rainbow Dash checked her uniform from every corner, not even bothering to hide the glee in her smile.
“You look good.” Soarin commented, eying Rainbow’s suit as he grinned. He noticed her fidgeting and looking away from him. “Relax, this will be a cakewalk for you.”
Rainbow Dash nodded fast as she smiled nervously. “R-right!” She was fortunate enough to have her cheeks covered with the suit, otherwise Soarin would have seen them as red as her magenta eyes.
“Alright, enough you two love birds.” Spitfire cut in, snickering a little as she saw her two teammates looking away. “Right now, we’re off to beat the one team that thinks they’re better than us.” Spitfire removed her goggles, narrowing her eyes as furrowing her brow as she looked to her comrades. “And do you know who they are?”
“The Shadowbolts!”
“Pfft! They’re copycats!” Rainbow Dash quipped as she waved her hoof dismissively.
“Exactly!” Spitfire readjusted her goggles again, grinning and giggling. “But we’re gonna show them who rules the skies!”
“Oh, you think you are the ones who rule the sky?”
Spitfire’s grin disappeared when she heard an all too familiar voice behind her. Turning around, she came face to face with the very team they were just talking about. Their dark purple and black uniforms were nearly a perfect opposite to the Wonderbolts’ blue and yellow colors. Walking her direction was none other than the captain of their team, a dark blue stallion with an even darker mane. His large frame casually strutting her way as he wore a smug grin across his muzzle.
“Don’t even think that you ponies are going to win this tournament today.” He said with a deep laugh as he looked over to Rainbow Dash. “If you were that good you wouldn't have had to go get this newbie to join.”
“Rainbow Dash happens to be one of the fastest flyers I’ve ever seen, Night Blaze.” Spitfire retorted with a grin of her own. “She’s much better than those slugs that follow you around.”
“Yeah right, she looks young enough to have been taken out of Cloudsdale High. Wow, you ponies have become desperate for talent if you need fillies this young.”
“I dare you to say that again, fart breath!” Rainbow Dash growled, trying to walk past Spitfire to land a hoof to the navy stallion. She was however blocked by Soarin who was holding her back.
“Ooh, a little spunk in you. I like that.” Night Blaze gave a laugh to which his team quickly following suit.
“If you like that, you’re gonna love my hoof flying through your thick head.”
“Don’t waste your time with him, Rainbow…” Spitfire said to her friend as she glared at her rival captain. “It’s the captain’s race first, which means I am the one teaching him a lesson.”
“Oh that is so nice of you, ma'am.” Night Blaze chuckled as he turned around and unfurled his wings. “Then I’ll be seeing you at the starting line.”
As he took off towards the center of the field, Spitfire let out a sigh as she looked back to her team. “Don’t you guys worry about it. This is nothing for me.”
The Wonderbolts all gave a salute as their captain flapped her wings and took off down to where the first event of the day was to take place; the captains five hundred meter sprint. While it wasn’t the longest race of the day, it was perhaps the most exciting for the fans due to it being the first, and the fact the two captains of the greatest flight teams were in it together. The entire crowd began to grow silent as they watched the competitors lining up next to each other, stretching their wings and getting ready for the signal.
Spitfire landed onto the dirt track in her designated lane, looking to her left and seeing two other pegasi in their lanes. To her right, she saw another pegasus and a griffon, along with an empty lane right next to her. Instead of looking to see who it was, she looked forward as the new competitor touched down as well, for she knew exactly who it was.
“Got here slow for having left before me, didn’t you Blaze?” Spitfire ask with a smirk.
“And why would I be in a rush to get here? You know exactly who is going to end up past that line first.” Night Blaze cockily answered.
“Yeah, me.” Spitfire blew a raspberry at Night Blaze, turning her attention to the front of the starting line.
Blaze smirked as he turned his head forward. “So it’s like that now, huh? This’ll make things all the more satisfying when I put you in your place.”
“Racers, take your positions!” The announcer - a yellow unicorn mare with a violet mane and a checkered flag cutie mark, wearing a black and white striped shirt - called to the competitors as she levitated a cap gun pointing upward, signaling the racers to bend their knees and unfurl their wings.
“On your marks!”
Spitfire licked her lips in anticipation while Night Blaze donned a confident grin that looked as malicious as his own attire.
“Get set!”
The audience leaned slightly forward in their seats in anticipation for the coming event. Needless to say, they were hardly containing their excitement. The Wonderbolts followed suit to a lesser extent, save for Rainbow Dash, who wished to see how hard her captain would waste the competition.
As the shot was fired, cheers echoed from the bleachers as the racers instantly took to the skies. It was a stalemate takeoff until Spitfire and Night Blaze took the lead, constantly fighting for first place in their flight. The two of them caught glimpses of one another, albeit nasty glares amidst their exemplary speed as they veered across the air effortlessly as opposed to the racers behind them.
“You’re quicker than I thought. Perhaps I was wrong thinking this was going to be easy.” Night Blaze quipped as he kept ahead of Spitfire until she sped past and looked back at the Shadowbolt with a smirk.
“Nopony ever said this was gonna be easy to begin with. Not that I’m saying you’re much of a challenge for me.” Spitfire retorted with a sly wink as she looked ahead and maintained her speed. Her bravado was diminished when Night Blaze was flying right next to her. The two of them looked ahead to see the finish line coming into their sights. At that point, the other racers did not matter to Spitfire or Night Blaze; both pegasi wanted to win first place and rub it in the face of their rival.
While the audience was bristling with excitement, the Wonderbolts grew nervous at the sight of Night Blaze matching speeds with their captain, Rainbow Dash especially ‘C’mon, Spitfire, I know you can beat this creep! You can do it!’ She thought to herself in encouragement as opposed to the profound anxiety seen on her face.
The race was quickly cutting to a close with Spitfire and Night Blaze neck-and-neck on the home stretch. Both pegasi were sweating bullets from both their exertions of energy and how close their race was turning out. Much like their teammates, they were on edge as they neared the finish line. Much to the likeness of the audience, there were three camera ponies waiting to take photos of the victor whilst another earth pony mare was holding a flag in her teeth. When both Spitfire and Night Blaze crossed the finish line, the camera ponies took their respective snapshots in record time while the earth pony waved the flag. The latter competitors were next to follow, much to their own chagrin at the prowess of Spitfire and Night Blaze outshining theirs.
When the three camera ponies revealed the snapshots to the announcer, they all noticed how Spitfire was ahead by a hair with a look of conviction while Night Blaze bared his teeth in a determined scowl. The announcer saw fit to declare the winner and threw the audience into an uproar.
The Wonderbolts themselves burst into a raucous cheer over their captain’s victory. Rainbow Dash was seen performing loopty loops in the air “I knew she could do it! That’s our captain! Way to go, Spitfire!” When she noticed how she was uncontrollably cheering, she quickly calmed herself and donned a smug look “I mean, she had it in the bag the whole time.”
“Yeah, that’s totally what you meant there.” Fleetfoot said with a laugh, slipping a foreleg over Rainbow as she landed back onto the ground.
“Now that is what I call a good race.” Lightning Streak boasted as the annoyed Shadowbolt captain trotted off towards his team. “Wouldn’t you agree, Night?”
Night Blaze stopped in his tracks as he turned to the young stallion talking to him. Lifting up his goggles, his violet eyes stared daggers as he spit down onto the grass. “You think I care about a race where you’re pretty little captain got lucky?”
“Seems like you do judging by how you look like you want to shit out a diamond.” Soarin chimed in, causing the Shadowbolts members eye to twitch.
“Hey guys, don’t waste your time with him, it ain’t worth it.” Spitfire slyly said as she grinned at her defeated competitor. “Just because this greasy, slime covered manticore couldn’t beat me isn’t something to great to brag about.”
Hearing the rest of the Wonderbolts cheer her on simply made Night Blaze bare his teeth before snapping his goggles back on and storming off to the rest of his team. Watching him stomp away only made Soarin smile. “Now this is a good way to start out the day.”
The rest of the Hoofington competition rushed by that day, leaving the competitors from all teams tired and weary, the night creeping up on the team almost instantly. After leaving the stadium, they all made their way back to their hotel in downtown, the massive skyscraper illuminating the night sky.
The very top floor of the hotel sat the crown jewel of the place. The normally four stateroom wide face of the hotel was made a single, massive spa room. Five jacuzzis laid in the floor overlooking the rest of the city. A line of tables were set up against one of the side walls covered in a mix of different food and snacks, along with coolers beneath loaded with drinks. Already inside the room was Fleetfoot and the twins Fire and Lightning Streak, stripped out of their uniforms to bask in the relaxation.
"Ah, now this is what I was looking forward to today." Fleetfoot moaned as she lowered her body into one the hot tubs.
"You said it girl." Fire Streak said as he reached his muzzle into one of the coolers and grabbed a bottle of cider. "Dish ish fwat-"
"Hey, spit that out of your mouth if your gonna talk, alright?" Fleetfoot rolled her eyes in annoyance at his habit. "You sound like a stuttering filly trying to do that."
"Ah don't worry about it Fleet..." Lightning Streak tossed his towel to the side and trotted into the same jacuzzi as Fleetfoot. "He can't help himself. Hey Fire, grab me one when you come in, would ya?"
The sound of the door to the room opening made the group of Pegasi look up. They all smiled as a Rainbow Dash, Soarin and High Winds came in to join them. While two of them casually walked inside, Rainbow couldn't help but stare in awe at the enormous set up they had.
"Oh... My... Gosh... This is all what you get to use yourselves?" She spun her body around, taking in the mix of spa tubs and coolers set out across the massive room. "This is so awesome!"
"Yeah, these places offer it to us when we come to town." Lightning answered out, "Seems like they try to tempt us to always come back to the same hotel."
"Hey, I think it's worked since we come here everytime." Soarin laughed as he grabbed a cider for himself. "You can't complain about free stuff when they offer it."
Rainbow smiled at seeing them all relaxing now, seeing everypony hanging out and having a good time. What she did notice however that one of the most important team members wasn't with them. "Hey, have you guys seen Spitfire?"
The rest of the team simply shrugged their shoulders, raising a confused look from the newbie. "Uh, am I missing something?"
"Nah, don't worry about it. This is your first tournament so you wouldn't know." Fire Streak took a swig of his drink before continuing. "Spitfire goes on her solo flight cool downs after every competition."
"Yeah, it's her thing she's been doing for the last few months. She said it clears her head." Soarin chimed in.
Rainbow tilted her head in confusion still. "Wait, why don't you guys offer to go-"
"Rainbow, don't you get the 'solo flight' part?" Fleetfoot said with a small chuckle, "I tried to go with her before, but she said she doesn't want company then. So I decided to let it go and sit here in the tub."
"Hmm. Well... If that's what she likes to do then alright." Rainbow Dash shrugged her shoulders and trotted up to one of the spas and grinned. "I think this is much more relaxing than wherever she is flying.
The wind whipped through Spitfires mane as she flew through the air. The open grasslands passed beneath her in a blur, her speed pushing her at a good pace. Flipping her head around behind her, she glanced through the sky to make sure that none of her teammates got the idea to follow her. Seeing none in her wake allowed her to sigh in relaxation.
Looking back forward, she took a deep inhale of the chilled night air. She always loved the feeling of flying at night. It felt so mysterious to travel through the dark and starry sky, to not see every turn where she looked. And it added more thrill to where she was going now.
After a few more minutes of flying, Spitfire came to a large open clearing beneath the bright moon. Her eyes focused on a large oak tree that sat on top of a small hill, acting like a beacon for the Pegasus in the sky. Dropping onto the ground, she folded her wings and trotted up towards the base and sat down. She stretched out her wings, flexing them to pop the tight muscles. Flying the five miles here after the races from earlier today had taken its toll on her.
"Maybe we should find a place a little closer to Manehatten." She groaned as she folded her wings back in.
"Why, this flying too far for you?"
Spitfires eyes widened at the voice behind her. Turning to her right, she watched as a dark blue Pegasus stallion trotted around from the other side of the tree to her side. His dark violet eyes stared down as he came right up to her, a large smirk spread across his face. "Does the great Spitfire need an easier flight?"
The two Pegasi stared at each other for several moments, their faces locked in contact to see who would be the one to break first. Then, Spitfire couldn't help but laugh at him. "Don't try and say crap like that, Night Blaze. I bet you're as tired as me."
Night Blazes cocky smirk faded to a genuine smile as he trotted up towards her. "Maybe just a little tired."
The two shared a small laugh before leaning towards each other and pressing their lips against each other. They each gave a small moan as they kissed for a few more seconds before breaking apart.
Never in her life would Spitfire had thought she would be secretly seeing the captain of the Shadowbolts while she was a wonderbolt. The strange thing was they never were close before this. In fact, they despised each other with a passion so strong they could hardly be in a room together. The fact wasn't because of a foalhood problem or family troubles, but simply the fact of leading the top rival teams. Being in their respected positions, they grew to feel that the other team was the enemy, to always be better was the goal.
That all changed one night however.
After a long tournament in Vanhoover, Night Blaze had to be the last one of the team in the stadium to deal with the refrigeration papers for the next venue. As he made it to the locker rooms, he came upon something that made him freeze in his tracks. Spitfire was in the shower, her body stripped naked from her outfit. It was the first time he had ever seen her outside of her flight suit, and along with the fact of her soaked and dripping mane, she was perhaps the sexiest thing he had ever seen.
Spitfire however saw him staring and screamed out like she was attacked. After a broken nose and split lip to the Shadowbolt captain, Spitfire realized she was the one who had accidentally went into the male locker rooms , mostly due to the fact Vanhoover stadium didn't happen to have markers on the doors. Despite the fact they were rivals, Spitfire felt guilty for her mistake and at least offered him a drink that night.
Now five months later, here they were.
To keep their relationship a secret, they made sure they only met up at night Outside of Cloudsdale when at home. During competitions away however, they knew it would be hard to stay out of sight in the city with both their teams there. To counter the problem, they made a specific meetup spot outside of every major city where they held the tournaments to make a simple quick date.
Standing up from the ground, Spitfire walked alongside Night Blaze away from the base of the tree to the open sky above. "So, you seemed to have a good race today."
"Well, it wasn't as good as yours I'll say." Blaze said with a small smirk, not wanting to admit he did slightly slow down in the end. "But maybe we can expect that from a greasy, slime covered manticore. Now where did you ever come up with something like that ?"
Spitfire chuckled at his remark. "I'll admit, I may have gone over a little. Sorry about that." She turned to him and put a hoof to his cheek. "You know I have to put up a show in front of the team though. If they got any idea about this, they-
"I know, I know. I have to deal with the same thing with my guys." Night Blaze sighed as he looked up to the moon in the sky. "Not sure what they would think about this."
Spitfire knew exactly what he was talking about. If word of the two captains of the most popular flight teams were found having a relationship, not a single pony in Equestria will not hear out about it. Both the Wonderbolts and Shadowbolts had been known as the great rivals, pitting their skills against the other. Now to know that their leaders were not, as they would say hating each other, there may be a slight bit of backlash.
"Look, I know this has been hard on us. It's just... I wish I didn't have to worry about having everypony figuring out this between us."
"Hey, it isn't my fault you happened to be in the stallions changing room..." Night Blaze grinned as he raised rolled his eyebrows. "... Stripping out of your flight suit."
Spitfires face burned a bright red at that memory. "It's not my fault that stadium didn't mark the doors. I was tired and didn't notice the difference."
"Yes. And I'll admit..." Blaze blushed a little himself as he rubbed the back of his head. "I couldn't help but stare for a bit."
"Heh heh, that's true." Spitfire laughed as she turned around and gave a swish of her tail. "I do look good, don't I?"
Blaze had to swallow the lump in his throat at the sight in front of him. Sure he had seen Spitfire outside of her flight suit on multiple occasions now, but he still couldn't stop from staring when he got the chance. Many of the mares on his team were in amazing shape, yet Spitfire took the cake. Her body was the perfect combination of slim and firm, not too skinny and not too muscular. Every step she took showed the firmness under her golden coat, making him suck in a deep breath.
"You know that still gets to me after these few months." He said with a chuckle.
"Yes, I do know that." Spitfire gave him a quick wink before walking forward, putting an extra sway in her hips with each step. "In fact, I know that you- eep!"
Spitfire gasped as she felt Night Blaze’s feathers run up along her back. Her hair stuck up on end from the chilling sensation crawling up her skin, rushing the blood up to her face.
"And I know this gets to you." Blaze slyly remarked as he trotted by her side.
the Wonderbolts face had a mix of embarrassment and flustered across her face at the touch she received. "Ooh, you know that's my sensitive spot and I-
"You what? Don't like this?"
Another quick shudder ran through Spitfire as he ran his wing back down the other direction. This time however, her face sported a large grin. "So, you think you can just slide on by me and run up my back without the captain's permission?"
Blaze sarcastically raised a hoof up to the side of his face. "Uh oh, the high captain going to make me do laps?"
"No, but a captain doesn't allow insubordination."
"Well, what are you thinking on- Gah!"
Before Night Blaze couldn't say anything else before Spitfire tackled him into the grass. The yellow mare wrestled him down until he was on his back, pushing him forward and pinning his wings with her hooves. As he tried to lean forward, she shifted her body until she was straddling his waist and her hooves pushing his chest down. As he tried to get up without success, Spitfire smiled down at him. "Now, as your captain, you know that I am the one above you. That includes rank and position."
A low chuckle came out of Blaze's throat at her gloating. "Well, I hate to disappoint you, but who ever said that you were the captain here?"
With a quick lurch of his body, Night Blaze lifted both himself and his marefriend off the ground just enough to stumble her forward. Using his momentum, he flipped upwards and threw himself over and now playfully shoved Spitfire backwards. Shocked at the instant change, Spitfire could only yelp out as she felt herself pushed onto her back now. Before she could move again, Blazes hooves came down and pinned her sides to the grass and locking her in place. Both giggled out at their game of dominance, breathing in deep from their quick little extension. Their laughs began to slowly die down as the two stared into each others eyes.
Looking down beneath him, Night Blaze felt his heart skip a beat at the sight in front of him. Her bright orange eyes seemed to glimmer in the moonlight, sparkling like the millions of stars above him. The fiery mane above her head simply dazzled him, going perfect with the golden fur over her body. He couldn't help but begin to slowly lower his head towards her, who in turn lifted hers as well until they locked their lips together.
Spitfire closed her eyes as she moved her lips against his. She always loved the feel of his muzzle, so soft despite the hard features of his face. Her heart beat faster as they continued to make out with one another, their kisses becoming stronger with each passing second. The force began to push her lips open, then she suddenly yelped in shock when she felt Blaze's tongue dart in.
Hearing her shock made Night Blaze lean back up, his face red with embarrassment. "Sorry, I just... You know, caught in the-"
His words were cut short as Spitfire grabbed the back of his head and pulled him back down to her mouth. As soon as they touched, his eyes widened in surprise as her tongue forced its way past his teeth and rubbed the roof of his mouth. The new sensation nearly made him collapse onto her frame if it weren't for his locked legs. Almost on instinct, he began to push his tongue back into her mouth once more.
The feeling of his slick appendage wriggling its way into her muzzle sent shots of pleasure through Spitfires body. Her stomach felt like it was fluttering as fast as her wings, making her want even more. She began to rub her other hoof along Blazes barrel chest, relishing the powerful muscles hidden behind his dark fur. Using her strength, she quickly rolled them both so that she was on top of him.
Night Blaze pulled back from her lips, panting with a large smile across his face. "So you didn't like the grass I take-"
Once again his words were silenced by Spitfire shoving her tongue into his mouth. 'Wow she's excited now.' He said to himself as he shut his eyes and kissed back.
Putting his hooves to her sides, he couldn't help but slide them down her slim frame, eliciting moans from her throat. As he moved further down, he felt himself come to her hips, shifting his hooves up to caress her lower back. Every touch he gave her made her body twitch in excitement. Then, Blaze slid down and squeezed her flanks.
Spitfires eyelids shot open as she gasped out. Her hips suddenly shifted forward, grinding against Blazes lower abdomen. Not only did this cause Blaze to moan out, but Spitfire now had a new fire burning in her body, specifically the lower half. The sweet tingling feeling was growing between her legs as she moved, increasing with each jerk of her hips. This caused her eyes to open up with concern.
In the time she had been with Night Blaze, they had their share of kissing and cuddling. Sex however wasn't something they had done yet with each other. It wasn't because of time since they had known each other for a while now, but the small internal feel of being so close. She knew that having a close relationship with her supposed rival would only be trouble for them, perhaps even the fear of losing their positions.
But at this moment, she didn't care.
Biting her lower lip, Spitfire began to gyrate her hips faster against him, rubbing her power half along his stomach. Blaze groaned out at the feeling of her grinding on him, the warmth coming from her hips growing with each pump. Spitfire began to pant as she glided her body, her marehood begging for more. After another few seconds, she stopped when she felt something poke at her thigh.
Both Pegasi froze that moment. They knew that if they continued on any further, they risked the chance of becoming more than just a cute side romance they had. Blaze knew this could damage his career, but more importantly, it could ruin Spitfires. He cared about her too much to have that happen.
"Look, Spit..." Blaze sighed as laid his head back in the grass, "If you don't want to do this, that's fine. I wouldn't want you to- ah!"
The feeling of Spitfire rubbing her flanks along his member sent a jolt of pleasure up Night Blazes body. The wonderbolt smiled at seeing his reaction.
"I don't think that is an answer I wanted to hear." Spitfire said.
"Spitfire, I'll be honest and say I have thought about doing this with you to a while now. That is where maybe we should stop though..." Blaze propped himself up on his hooves so he sat up at Spitfires level. "We know how hard it is to keep our relationship off the books now. If we start doing this, it's going to be a little bit harder to act like we don't care for each other."
Rolling her eyes, Spitfire put her hooves on Blazes shoulder and leaned towards him."Look at me, Night. I think we can forget about everything dealing with the Wonderbolts, Shadowbolts, or any other thing on our mind right now. I don't want to think about that stuff tonight..." She paused and put a hoof to his cheek. "All I want to think about right now is you."
Night Blaze smiled and leaned his forehead onto hers. "Why do you have to make things difficult for me to refuse?"
"You saying that you don't want this?" Spitfire asked with a sly grin.
"No. But I know you may like this."
Leaning down, Night Blaze put his lips to Spitfires neck and sucked. A loud moan left Spitfires mouth at the new sensation, wrapping her hooves around his head and pulling him closer. "Yes, there we go."
Blaze put one of his forelegs in the crease of Spitfires lower back and pulled her against him, rubbing small circles above her tail. The new feeling sent another set of chills crawling up Spitfires back, subconsciously making her resume her grinding. The burning feeling in her belly was ignited again as the two of them moved against one another, feeling the curves and muscles the other had to offer.
Spitfire still wanted more.
Pushing Blaze onto his back once more, Spitfire began kissing him once again. After a few more quick pecks, she stood off him and began crawling backwards down his body. She left kisses down his chest and stomach, never taking her eyes off of his as she continued lower. Blazes breath came in deeper pants, knowing exactly where she was headed. 'Oh yeah, this is definitely worth the risk of getting caught by my team.' He joked to himself as he watched her crawl off his body and lean down between his legs.
As she came up between his thighs, Spitfire laid her eyes on the stallionhood in front of her face. She had to admit it was definitely larger than the few stallions she had been with in her time, although it wasn't monstrous like those magazines Fleetfoot always skimmed through. Reaching forward with her hooves, she gripped the sides of his rod and began pumping up and down.
"Oh gosh..." Blaze groaned out as he laid his head back down, relishing in the feeling of her hoof job.
Smiling at his reaction, Spitfire began to speed up the movement of her hooves, caressing his hard flesh faster and faster. She then noticed the small drops of precum leaking out the tip. Stopping her movements, she simply stared at the clear fluid dripping down from the top. Her mind began to wander on what she saw, what it would be like. What it would taste like. mouth began to water in anticipation of what she wondered.
Feeling her stop, Night Blaze grunted and sat up. "Hey, why did you- AH HOLY!"
Spitfires tongue running up the bottom of his shaft cut off any words that came out of his throat. Giggling at his sudden outburst, she licked around the head of his member, playing with the tip with quick flicks of her tongue. Sliding across the drops of precum, she relished in the salty taste it gave, driving her own hormones crazy. Realizing she had teased long enough, she opened her lips and took the tip into her mouth.
Night Blaze quickly inhaled from the warm sensation that enveloped the head of his dick, causing his wings to unfurl and stick out to his sides. Opening his eyes, he looked down as Spitfire slowly sucked on the end of his member, taking her time as she began to slide little by little down his length. Her own eyes stared right back at him, never breaking contact while her mouth went to work. He had to fight the urge to simply grab her head and force her down, taking all of him that instant. Instead, he just sat still as she went on with her act.
Leaning in closer, Spitfire began to bob her head up and down his length, taking it deeper with every dip. She used her tongue to wrap around the base as it came in, then caressed the head as it slid out. Blaze couldn't help but out his hooves on the back of her head, slightly pushing her down as she went. "Oh Spit... Fuck. That's amazing." He panted as he stroked her mane.
Spitfire was in bliss as well. The feeling of his hard cock sliding inside her mouth drove her insane. She could feel her own nethers burning with pleasure, begging to be touched and satisfied. She resisted it though, instead focusing on what she was working on. She sucked harder, her cheeks adding pressure to the sides as it went in and out of her mouth.
As she took it further past her cheeks, Spitfire then felt it begin to poke at the back of her throat. Looking down, she saw she only had a few more inches to go, wanting it all inside. Taking a deep breath, she dove down as far as she could go, swallowing as the rod past its previous distance and slid down into her throat. The sudden dive caught Blaze off guard, causing him to buck up from shock and pleasure. The quick thrust into her mouth made Spitfire gag, forcing her to cough and slide his member almost out of her mouth.
Blaze tried to pull back from fear of hurting her, but Spitfire wrapped her hooves around his thighs and held him in place. Suppressing her gag reflex, she dove back down on his member until her nose bumped against his crotch. Successful in her goal, the wonderbolt captain began raising and lowering her head faster, taking his meat in the whole way each time.
Moaning like a bear, Night Blaze felt his crotch beginning to tighten from her deepthroating. "Ah... Spit, I'm almost..."
She took his words as inspiration, taking it up a notch. Her head bobbed faster in his lap, wet slurp accompanied with each drop she made. Spitfire could feel his rod twitching on its last string of containment. She hummed in anticipation for what was coming, literally, any second from now. Then at the sound of Night Blazes loud grunt, he climaxed.
Spitfires eyes opened as she felt his first stream of cum erupt out the tip. Locking her lips, she begins swallowing as his cock pumps out several more spurts down her throat. After a few more seconds he finished his load, slumping down on the grass as Spitfire slipped her mouth off his rod. She licked her lips and smiled down at him.
"Mmm, not bad." She giggled as she leaned over his chest.
Blaze on the other hoof only panted from his massive orgasm. That was no doubt the best blowjob he had ever received in his life, and it felt like the best he would ever get. Looking back at Spitfire crawling over him, his body went into auto pilot, quickly sitting up and knocking her backwards.
"Ah, Night! What are you..." Spitfire yelped as she was shoved onto her back. "What in the hay are- ah ah!"
Her words were cut out by a gasp as Night Blaze ran his tongue along her neckline. Her lungs sputtered to breath in as he bit down slightly on her collarbone , making her throw her head back in pleasure. "Oh shit... Blaze."
Sliding his body down, Night Blaze laid a line of kisses down her chest and then on her belly. He stayed on her lower stomach for several seconds, licking along her abdomen and rubbing his hooves down her sides. Spitfire grunted as he slowed his descent, lifting her hips slightly off the ground. "Blaze, please... Don't make me wait for it."
Abiding to hers, and his wishes, Night Blaze shifted his body down so that he laid his face directly in front of her marehood. Even in the moonlight, he could see the glistening slit dripping with arousal, begging for attention. He brought his muzzle in closer and immediately was overwhelmed with the strong scent radiating from it, driving his mind in a frenzy. Opening his mouth, he stuck his tongue out and gave a long lick from the bottom up.
Spitfire nearly screamed out at the touch she received, biting on the end of her hoof to keep calm. As his tongue began moving in small circles along her lower lips, she felt her body quiver. Then she realized she was more aroused now then she had ever been before in her life. Why was she now?
It had been so long since Spitfire had been with somepony else, but those were simple flings after parties with no connection afterward. This here now was with a stallion whom she had grown close to over these past few months, sharing things with him she normally never did to others. Just knowing who it was between her legs made every nerve in her body amplify to the next level. Before she could even think anymore though, her eyes shot open as Blaze shoved his tongue deep into her crevice.
"AHH! Oh Celestia! Mmph! Yes... Keep going." She whimpered out between pants.
Working his muzzle faster, Blaze ran along the inside of her lower lips, savoring the sweet nectar she was leaking out. As he moved his nose up, he bumped into the small nub right above her pussy, eliciting a shout from Spitfires throat. Knowing exactly what to do, Blaze retracted hit tongue and locked his lips around her clit and sucked.
Now Spitfire couldn't stop the small screams that escaped her mouth. "Ooh yes! Yes! Don't stop!"
As she began thrusting her hips up at him, Blaze moved his mouth that much harder against her satch. His sucking increased as he brought a hoof up to her thigh. Quickly taking his mouth off and placing his hoof there I stewed, he began rubbing circles as he shoved his tongue back inside her. It all became too much for spitfire as her body locked up and convulsed.
"I'm cumming! I'm cumming!"
Blaze felt his tongue become doused in a flood of liquid, the sweet water squirting out over his muzzle. Opening his mouth wide, he locked it over her pulsating pussy and swallowed every drop that was released, not allowing it to leak out to the dirt. After she finally subsided, he pulled his lips away and grinned at her.
"Now that is what I call fine dining."
As he laughed at his own joke, Spitfire simply turned her head and blankly stared at him. Her mouth hung open as she panted, not saying a word in response. Instead, she rolled out away from him and trotted away, leaving Night Blaze shocked. "What... What's wrong? I was just joking and... And..."
His mouth became still as he watched Spitfire slowly trot over to the tree nearby, turning her head to face him. Her eyes gave off an aura of lust, burning as strong as the greatest inferno. Never taking her gaze off him, she stood on her hind legs and placed her hooves on the trunk. Her flank stuck out towards him and gave a perfect view of her sexy marehood.
"Blaze... Get over here." She whispered back to him.
Almost in a trance, He stood up and trotted up until he was directly behind her. His nose was just inches away from her slit once again, brushing against her flicking tail. He knew however that wasn't what she was asking him to do. Copying her stance, he lifted his body up and stood directly behind her with his hooves on either side of her shoulder.
In this position, Spitfire was nearly a head shorter than Blaze, his larger frame towering over her. She whimpered out in excitement of his body enveloping hers, making her feel so small in his presence. With his hard member poking at her flank, her body shivered in a mix of fear and excitement to what was in store next. "Please Blaze, I want this. I need this."
Simply nodding his head, Night Blaze adjusted his hips down so his member aligned up properly. He sat still for a moment, the heat radiating out from her crotch almost making him pass out from excitement. Taking a deep breath, she tilted forward and parted her flower and entered her, sinking several inches in the first push.
Both ponies gasped out at the same time. Night Blaze did from the warm pussy enveloping his cock, pulsating in anticipation around him. Spitfire did for the hot rod piercing inside of her, touching areas that had had been left alone for so long. She then noticed him not moving anymore, so she gave a slight wiggle to her hips to remind him.
"Come on Blaze, please..." She paused to inhale deeply, "don't make me beg for this."
Night Blaze gave a sly grin and leaned his mouth down to her ear. "I wasn't planning on that."
With a quick thrust of his hips, Night Blaze pushed his entire rod into her, sheathing himself all the way. Spitfire screamed out as her body lurched up, pushing her back against his stomach. "Oh fuck! Oh gosh... Yes." She gave a low hiss as she gyrated against his crotch. "Come on, give it to me."
Pulling backwards, Blaze slid his member out until the tip remained and then shoved it back in, abet faster than the first time. After a few more thrusts his hips began moving in a smooth rhythm against her backside, sheathing his rod with each pump. Spitfire moaned out as her body rocked forward with each push, having to brace her hooves on the bark in front of her.
"Oh fuck... This is good..." She gasped out between thrusts. "Just like that.... Just like that."
Grunting, Blaze began to increase his pace. His crotch smacked against her backside now, emitting a wet slap with each pump. Spitfire whimpered as she felt herself rocked harder now, jerking her forward towards the trunk every time. Wanting to add to the pleasure, she began thrusting her hips backwards as he came in, forcing him deeper than before.
Wrapping one of his hooves around her chest, Blaze pulled her up so her back laid against his chest. He moaned out in ecstasy at everything happening to him. He was having sex with perhaps one of the hottest ponies he knew, but it was more than just the sex. Everytime he had done it before, the mares simply wanted him for being a captain, simply making the pleasure for themselves. Never before had he ever been this intimate with another, truly making him feel special. His heart beat faster with the realization of what he felt inside.
As he continued thrusting, he laid his head down onto her shoulder, giving her a kiss on her cheek. "I love you."
Spitfires eyes widened at the words she heard. This was the first time she ever heard Blaze use those with her, stirring up conflicting feelings in her mind. She turned her head to face him, but lost all words in her throat as she stared into his deep turquoise eyes. His gaze sent a chill running down her spine, nearly making her legs buckle beneath her. She leaned her mouth back and locked her lips with his, giving him everything she could. She knew now that this was more than a simple rutting.
He was hers, and she was his.
Pulling away, she panted out as she smiled. "I love you too."
That instant, Blaze felt his heart do a backflip in his chest at hearing that. Spurred on, he increased his tempo two fold, putting his entire body into each thrust. Spitfire felt her body pushed so hard she nearly collapsed onto the tree, no longer able to focus on pushing back at him. Her moans soon became small screams of pleasure, echoing across the clear plain and giving notice to anything or anyone nearby.
But at this point they didn't care. Their whole teams could have been watching them now and they wouldn't have stopped.
After a few more seconds, Blazes thrusts became erratic and jerky, his end in sight. "Spitfire, I'm close!"
"Me too! Give it to me!" She gasped out and reached a hoof back to grip his shoulder. "Do it inside please!"
Wrapping both his forelegs around her now, Blaze out everything he had into it now. His hips plowed into her like a jackhammer as he teetered on the breaking point. He opened his mouth gently bit down on her collar bone once more, forcing her to squeal out in bliss. Then he felt the dam break.
"Fuck... SPIT!"
He gave one last powerful thrust as his orgasm crashed over him. Rope after rope of his sticky seed shot up into her and coated her walls. The pulsing sensation in her pussy was too much for Spitfire to handle anymore.
"Oh shit shit! Fuck!"
She couldn't even scream as her entire body convulsed around him, her hips jerking up and down against his crotch. Her pussy tightened like a vice as she milked his seed for everything it had while her own body burst forth a wave of warm liquid. She gave a few quick more jerks of her hips before she was completely spent, resting her head against the bark in front of her.
Unable to stand anymore, Night Blaze leaned back away from the tree and laid down in the grass, pulling Spitfire down with him. He slid his softening member out of her, but didn't leave her side. Instead, he pulled her towards him so his stomach laid tight alongside her back. Spitfire loved the feeling of his warm body pressed up behind her, acting like a shield to the chilled air. She leaned her head back and set it on one of his forelegs to use as a cushion. Both sat silent for what felt like an hour, the only thing they could do was pant to regain their breath.
Spitfire felt her head swimming through an ocean of wondrous pleasure from what just happened. She turned her head around and kissed him once more. This kiss though was soft, a gentle brushing against his lips. This however felt like the best one they had given each other all night.
She pulled her mouth away from him and smiled. "That was amazing... Thank you."
"Heh heh, I should be the one thanking you." Blaze rubbed his hoof along her chest, swirling around in the small patch that stuck out to the front. "I honestly don't know if I can fly back to the hotel tonight after this. I'd collapse before I made it the first mile."
Spitfire nodded her head in agreement to him. Lifting one of her wings up, she could already feel the exhausted muscles putting a strain on her strength. Each of their hotels were five miles away, and by the way they both felt, flying back wasn't an option. She did however grin at her idea coming to her mind.
"You know, we can always stay right here for tonight."
Blaze leaned his head up in confusion to her option. "Wait, sleep out here?"
"Why not? It's not too cold out tonight. The team is probably going to be wasted by now and wouldn’t even know if I got back or not. Plus I heard sharing body heat is the best way to keep warm." She giggled and rolled her body around to face him. "What do you say?"
Smiling, Night Blaze unfurled his wings and wrapped them around her back. The two shuffled across the grass until their chest rested against each other, transferring their still rapidly beating heart rates with the other. Spitfire sighed and laid her head under his chin, relishing the feel of his warm fur. " for somepony who acts all hard on the track, you sure don't act like it off."
"Meh, I get tired of the hard nosed captain after the day. I kinda need to keep doing it though. Have to keep the team in line at least." Blaze chuckled as he caressed her sides. "This is gonna be really hard to make fun of you on field now after this."
"Honestly, I don't care about that anymore..." Spitfire mumbled as she looked back up into his eyes, "we can keep this a secret, but if they find out, they find out. I'm not going to try and lie to you by saying this is easy. I will say though that I'm not going to let some team rivalry destroy what I feel for you."
Night Blaze could only stare in disbelief to what he was hearing. Spitfire right in front of him said how even with the risk of backlash from the team she could receive, it wasn't enough to stop her from seeing him. Never had he been with a mare who said something like that to him, and it caused his heart to flutter.
"Spitfire, what I said earlier towards the end there... I meant it." Blaze leaned his nose closer until it sat only inches from her face. "Did you?"
It took a simple second for Spitfire to know exactly what he was talking about. Sticking her tongue out and giving his muzzle a quick lick, she smiled at him. "I love you, Night Blaze. I do mean that."
Grinning, Blaze leaned forward and gave one more long kiss to her lips. The two separated and laid their heads against one another, the feathers of their wings acting as a blanket for the other. They stayed that way for the rest of the night, locked together and refusing to let go of their other half. That alone was the fuel that gave them the peace of mind as they slept.
No one force of opposition, no matter if it were weather or members of their own team, were going to separate them from each other. She was his fire, and he was her shadow.
