Shower Break
Silverback soared high in the sky looking about for Spitfire. He was supposed to be racing her--as if he could actually keep up with the captain of the Wonderbolts. He wasn't going to report back to Princess Celestia saying that he failed his flight training because his teacher ditched him in the clouds. After a minute he found her lounging behind a cloud. He landed next to her and folding his wings, still burning from trying to keep up with the ace flyer.
"Where the hell have you been, Slowpoke?" she teased.
He was too out of breath to talk, so he simply pointed in the direction he flew from.
"You wanna keep up with the rest of the guards? You'll have to fly better than that!"
Silverback let out an exhausted sigh as he sat down. This was the first time anyone had ever really worked him over with vigorous exercise. Sure, the guards had bootcamp and weapons training and all that, but his legs worked better than his wings. What he wouldn't give for a simple run through an obstacle course or a duel. It wasn't that he hated flying, it just wasn't something he did regularly.
Spitfire stood over him and extended a hand. "Let me help you up. Last thing for today is a race to the locker rooms and then a shower, okay?"
He let out an annoyed huff.
"You got one more in you, I can tell. Stand up."
Silverback begrudgingly took her hand and stood at the edge of the cloud beside her. The lockers weren't very far from here. He could probably beat her there.
"One...two...three...go!"
Silverback took off towards the locker room, leaving Spitfire far behind him. He didn't think he had such a quick start in him after training all day, but he didn't care. All that mattered now was that he was leading and she wasn't.
BOOM!
A fiery yellow comet shot past him as Spitfire broke the sound barrier and rocketed past him. So much for winning that last little race. He landed by the locker rooms and she stood there, a wide grin painted on her face.
"You...bitch..." he panted. "I was...leading..."
"Felt good, didn't it? I wasn't just gonna let you win like that, though. Come on, let's hit the showers!"
Silverback went to the men's locker room door and gave it a tug. To his surprise (and slight dismay) it refused to budge.
"Don't tell me: You're too tired to open the door?" Spitfire walked over and tugged on the door, frowning when it didn't open.
"Damn janitor. Probably locked it up early again to get an early break from work." She propped open the door to the women's locker room. "Come on in with me."
"You want me to follow you in there?" he asked. "But that's the ladies' room!"
"And? You afraid of a little T&A or something?"
"No, but won't someone get pissed if I'm in there?"
Spitfire laughed. "Nah. You and I are the last ones here, so we got nothing to worry about. You can hang with me, shower off, and then we'll just meet up tomorrow."
"What about my clothes?"
Spitfire opened her mouth to say something, but stopped. "That is a bit of a problem, isn't it? I'm sure we can find you something. Now come on in, you big baby."
Silverback nervously followed Spitfire into the ladies' room. He had to admit that it definitely smelled better in here, but aside from that it was basically the same as the men's room. He'd always thought a ladies' room would look more, well, ladylike. Spitfire popped the lock on her locker and without a word began to undress. Silverback spun around and faced the other direction.
Don't even think about ogling her. You already know that you're committed to Princess Luna, and it's bad enough that Celestia likes to borrow you now and then.
"What's the matter with you?" she teased as she played with her breasts. "Don't you like what you see?"
"Look, it's weird enough just being in here! Could you do me a favor and not add to it by teasing me?"
She giggled at him. "You're not much for fun, are you? Hurry up and undress!"
"In here?"
"No, Sherlock, out in the hallway. Yes, of course in here! Where else are you going to change? Or did you plan on taking a shower in the jumpsuit?"
"Get me a towel or something!"
"Jeez, you really are a big baby." Spitfire left and returned with two towels. Silverback yelped when he felt the towel snap against his cheek. He jumped away from the fiery-headed girl.
"Ow! What the hell was that for?"
"For making me go and get you a towel because you're too shy to undress in front of me. I'll be in the sauna."
Silverback waited for the sound of the heavy wooden door to the sauna opening and closing before quickly tearing his jumpsuit off and wrapping the towel around his waist. The sauna wouldn't be so bad. He didn't need to be naked unless he wanted the cedar planks to scorch his rear end, something Spitfire'd already done with the towel. He walked over to the sauna and stared through the glass window in the door, particularly at her torso wrapped in that fine soft cloth.
How the hell does she fit into that jumpsuit? Those puppies are at least what, double D's?
Silverback dismissed the idea of trying to mentally undress her and sheepishly stepped into the sauna. The warm scent of red cedar filled his nose as he glanced at his flying coach patting the spot beside her.
"Stop being such a sissy and come sit over here," she said. "I'm not telling Princess Celestia that your flying lessons fell through because you were afraid of me."
She's right. What in Luna's name is the matter with you? Here you are, one of the elite personal guards of the Princesses and you're afraid of a single girl. Yeah, she teases you but it's not like she's being more than playful. A little flirting never hurt anyone, even if you're already committed to Luna...who will probably banish your sorry ass to the moon if she finds out about this.
Spitfire gave him an amused grin. "You look tense, pal. Do I really scare you that much? I'm just playing with you, alright?"
"It's not always easy to tell," Silverback replied.
"Really?" Spitfire's hand slid over his leg and squeezed his knee, and she pulled it away when she felt him seize up.
"You know what I think?" she said as she came in close to his ear. "I think you've never been with a girl before."
"What? No! I've been with plenty of girls!"
She smirked at him and his eyes darted around the small room, searching for some way to escape the conversation.
"Name two."
He didn't mean to say their names. They just slipped out. "Princess Luna and Princess Celestia!"
Spitfire let out a loud snort before doubling over with laughter. "Nice try, Sil! What's next? You've dated Fleur De Lis and had a threeway with her and Rainbow Dash?"
It took her a minute to stop laughing and realize that he wasn't joking. "Wait, you're serious? And you think I'm going to ruin your relationship?"
Silverback silently nodded.
"Look, pal, I know that being attached to one girl can be rough. You, my friend, are in bed with the two most powerful women in Equestria. You're either damn lucky or completely screwed. And besides, I'll bet you've never gone for a ride with a Wonderbolt."
Spitfire stood up and went to the door of the sauna. "I'll be in the shower. You can wait in here or outside and we'll go get your stuff, okay?"
Silverback waited until she was undressed and behind the pale curtain of the public shower before he left the sauna. He shivered in the cool air and stood beside the shower. What else was he going to do until she was done?
He felt his stomach twist into a knot when he caught the drawn out creaking of the locker room door. Someone had come in and they'd see him, and then they'd both get tossed out. Perfect.
"Get in here!" Spitfire hissed at him. "Drop your towel and get in here!"
"You said I'd be cool if I was in here with you!"
"I lied, but I couldn't just let you stand out in the field while I cleaned up. Now drop your towel and get in here before she spots you!"
Silverback did as he was told, squeezing into the narrow space of the shower, sandwiched between the smooth white wall and Spitfire's warm, wet body. The water running from the shower head barely drowned out the noise of footsteps moving about the locker room for a few minutes. A locker door slammed shut and soon after, the door to the changing room opened and shut to signal the departure of the stranger.
He let out the breath he'd be holding and realized that Spitfire had been leaning against him this whole time, her bosom pressed up against his chest. His skin began to tingle when he felt her warm breath on his neck and he felt himself harden, sliding between her legs.
"Ooh!" she exclaimed. "Careful there, tiger. You're packing a loaded gun."
Silverback looked down into the eyes of Spitfire. Her bright orange hair was slicked back from the water. She gave him a longing, lust-filled look and he tried not to notice.
Wow, she's beautiful. But you can't have her. You're Luna's remember?
A second wave of pleasure shot through him as Spitfire nibbled on his neck. He wanted her, needed her.
Fuck it.
Silverback reached around her waist and lifted her up to his level, grinning as he felt her powerful legs lock around his own waist. He eased himself in past her warm folds. She cried out as he pushed deeper into her.
"Guess I'm more than a tease now," she said.
He began thrusting slowly at first, gently moving in and out as he tried to get a feel for her. He stared to increase his pace, answered by a cry of pleasure from Spitfire each time he went back in between her folds.
"Ohh...ahh, yes! Mmm...you give Luna the same treatment? She's one lucky ga-aaah!...Fuck! Right there!"
Driven by the sounds Spitfire was emitting and his own lust, he started working his hips even harder.
"Yeah! Ohhh..aah! I...I'm gonna c-"
Silverback locked lips with Spitfire, stifling her shout as they reached their respective climaxes in one moment of ecstasy. The two of them stayed in the same position for a few minutes, feeling the warmth of each other instead of the warm water running from above them.
"Damn, Sil. You definitely aren't new to this." she said.
"Just do me one favor, okay? Don't tell the Princesses about this."
