"Come on kid you can do it!"
"Hrrngg-I'm trying Rainbow Dash I'm trying!"
"Almost-Keep flapping!"
"Yeeeees!"
Scootaloo had been furiously throwing her wings while riding on Rainbow Dash's back while she flew slowly just a few feet over the ground. They'd been trying for a few days now to get the filly pegasus airborne and just then they finally had lift. Scootaloo hovered a few moments, her little orange wings beating so hard she was almost loosing feathers, before she quickly sank to the ground.
She sat there exhausted by the effort, and never any more pleased. She had not only just flew for the first time- but Rainbow Dash was the one who made it possible. Pinkie was going to throw one hell of a party, and this opened countless new ways for her to earn her cutie mark.
"Th-thank you Rainbow Dash!"
Scootaloo was so happy she may have even been on the verge of tears.
Rainbow Dash lightly tapped down on the ground before her and laughed, throwing a wing over the girl and pulling her up. Rainbow tossed Scootaloo up onto her back and took off into the air. They flew a short way one direction and up towards Dash's cloud castle home.
"You look way tired Scoots. Come on, you can rest at my place-I'll get you a soft cider."
"R-really! I've never been in your castle before!"
"Yeah, nobody has-off limits to all!"
Scootaloo was now ecstatic, how many great things could happen in such a short time!? The little orange filly was placed on a couch literally made with the down of heaven. Dash disappeared for a few moments as a couple of clinks could be heard in what must have been the kitchen. Scootaloo wondered for a bit as to how things like a refrigerator could exist up in the clouds but she wasn't the type to ponder for long.
When the rainbow mare returned she was carrying two small boxes of cider which she placed on the coffee table. Passing a game controller to her guest, Dash turned on a game system and they began to drink and play. As time passed on Scootaloo noticed Dash getting steadily worse, and a little unbalanced. In fact, she was also draining the bottles quicker until she ran out. When all the cider was gone they were both laughing and playing, the game mostly forgotten.
It had gotten dark out, and not wanting to deal with finding their way in the night, Rainbow Dash decided Scootaloo could stay with her. The filly's heart exploded.
Dash lived alone, and before now she never had any guests over, so she reasonably had only one bed. However it was a decent sized bed and could easily fit the two mares. Dash had drunk more than enough hard cider, and had a slight stagger as she tried to guide the way to the bedroom. Scootaloo almost had a hard time helping to keep the blue bird standing but they managed to get in bed together anyway. It hadn't been long before their drowsy, drunken hooves had wrapped around each other and they fell asleep.
In the early dawn where the moon was still visible and the sun gave light without being seen itself. Rainbow Dash woke to a slight tickle against her chest, and a few uncomfortable streaks along her front legs. She looked down to see the filly still asleep, but in her dreams she'd begun to lick Dash's chest. Little whispers could be heard, but Dash couldn't tell what she was saying. Looking further down, the rainbow maned pegasus saw that she had unintentionally begun to rub herself against Scootaloo, in specific ways.
The little glistening spots on Rainbow Dash's hooves didn't need to be questioned anymore, what she wondered now, was why despite having woken- why was she still touching the girl?
Dash wanted to stop but for some reason couldn't, before she managed though, Scootaloo woke. The orange pegasus gasped loudly, and opened her mouth as though she were to scream. In panic, Rainbow Dash dove in and kissed her. Large wild eyes shimmered, and then slowly closed as she allowed the kiss to happen, pushing her tongue forward gently and letting herself be enveloped.
Dash, a little taken back by Scootaloo's...enthusiasm, flinched slightly when she felt two small hooves push her legs apart. However, she knew she was in so far, why not enjoy it? Rolling over, she brought the purple maned pony over her and lightly pinched Scootaloo's outstretched wings. The sensitive tips of her brightly colored feathers were riddled with sensations, and the unfamiliar feelings built up quickly in the unreserved girl.
Rainbow Dash guided her through the mysterious motions of the feminine ways, spinning Scootaloo around to expose her tender virgin flesh. Dash didn't wast time warming up the already over-excited filly, she went right in tongue first and nibbled the light pink lines of her young friend. The little hellion was already paralyzed from the sensation, her face contorted with joy and the attempt at holding back.
Dash's tongue lived up to her named, darting around giving faint touches in all the right spots. Scootaloo had tried to return the favor to her idol but in her constant fit of jubilation she could only just manage to awkwardly rub one hoof along without rhythm, causing Dash to fidget until she stopped. Her wild morning mane tossed back in a flow of violet, wings trembled, and muscles all froze as Scootaloo finally was forced to give up. She shook, and twitched, and then stopped, laying motionless onto of Rainbow Dash for several minutes until she was able to sit up on the side of the bed.
Dash was now sitting, facing away from her guest, somewhat ashamed of what events just transpired. Scootaloo however, was only trying to contain all the happiness she was feeling.
"Scoots I-"
"Omigosh Rainbow Dash that was so amazing! I didn't think my life could get any better and then this-is that what they call sex? Wow I thought it was supposed to hurt but that was really good! I love you Dash!"
"What?"
"Oh- um...I'm sorry...It's just that you've been so nice to me lately and I really admire-"
"I love you too kid. Now come on, Pinkie will want to throw you a party for flying."
