Luck is a very vague concept if you think about it.

The meaning can differ greatly from person to person, making any attempts to define it rather pointless. Many think though, that those who have mostly good things happen to them could call themselves lucky.

By that definition, it would be safe to say that Hard Knock had never been a very lucky pony. He was the kind of stallion who learned to feel completely content if just nothing too bad happened. A pony who had a higher chance to lose a bit than to find one.

Ponies called him pessimistic, but Hard Knock couldn’t disagree more heartily.

To his understanding, a pessimist thinks something bad is going happen with a sullen outlook on life. He did so too, but prepares himself without being a whiny bitch about it.

Nothing could have prepared him for his latest stroke of bad luck though.

Sometimes, Hard Knock wondered if his parents knew what life would have in store for him and decided for a suitable name that way. Knowing his father though, he found it more likely that they couldn’t resist the pun after they named his older sister.

Berry Punch and Hard Knock. Simply hilarious.

Come to think of it, the names of his two cousins were Sugar Kick and Short Stomp.

And neither of them had come to visit since he had his little “accident”. That’s how his drunkard sister sold it to their parents when they asked what happened to him, and Hard Knock was cool with that. Both of them were on a well-earned vacation, after dad had officially retired last year.

His family had a long running tradition of brewers since before the time of Celestia, and Hard Knock had taken over the family business with his sister for better or worse. They used to only make wine under their fathers guidance, but since his retirement, had branched out to beers and hard liquor. This year, Berry even planned to do her own cider by reverse engineering and improving the Apple family recipe only from taste.

Something that he knew would be a piece of cake for her. Nobody could challenge Berry Punch when it came to beverages, alcoholic or not, and the stock that she didn’t consume herself was without a doubt the best in equestria.

She wouldn’t need Hard Knock at all, if it weren’t for her lack of self-control. He would always look after her safety and operate the more delicate machinery. They had worked out a little routine which had worked for a couple of years now, but it just so happened one morning that he didn’t get up at his usual time and Berry had started operating their huge distiller without him.

He had told her at least a thousand times to stay away from the machinery if she had more ethanol inside herself than the fricking machine.

Unfortunately, Berry only listened to somepony when she wasn’t drunk, which happened once in a full Nightmare Moon. You would be hard pressed to find a family photo of her after the age of sixteen where she wasn’t holding a drink, a character trait she shared with most of the family tree, making Hard Knock the exception.

So of course, the goddamn distiller exploded and took off like a rocket ship through the cellar ceiling. The impromptu missile had hit Hard Knock like a steam hammer during breakfast on the first floor, smashing him through two more floors and the roof.

It carried him fifty feet in the air before it ran out of juice, spiraling back to the ground and into the local smithery. The anvil storage to be precise, but Hard Knock luckily wasn’t conscious anymore to this point and didn’t feel a thing on impact.

They got an invoice for a dented anvil though.

When Hard Knock woke up later in the hospital, he saw his sister in tears for the first time in years. They were real tears, not the drunken wailing she did after one or two cases of wine, and Hard Knock felt really sorry for her at that moment. He lost that feeling in an instant as he got to take a good first look at himself and his battered body.

Almost every inch on Hard Knock's body was covered up with bandages or plastered.

If it weren’t for the little spots of plum-colored coat shining through the bandages, Hard Knock wouldn’t have recognized himself in the mirror. He wanted to scream at the time, but couldn’t due to his injuries and tight bandages around his jaw.

Berry had nervously chuckled at the rage-filled eyes of her brother and quickly excused herself with a promise to visit regularly.

That had been four weeks ago and she had stayed true to her word and came almost every day for a few hours to keep Hard Knock company and tell him what was going on out there. As the days passed, so did his anger relating to his suddenly well-behaved sister.

At day thirty she came in proudly with a big red button which Hard Knock instantly recognized.

The reward button for thirty days of soberness from the AA. For years they had tried to come that far, but it always had ended in tearful and violent setbacks. It seems it took himself almost dying to set Berry straight and she hugged him with tears of joy in her eyes.

She had to go after that, placing the red chip on his nightstand and leaving him alone in his quiet room.

Through the first few days of his stay in the hospital, Hard Knock had been a bit bummed out because of the lack of visitors besides Berry. He didn’t have many ponies who were close to him, but he expected at least some visits. Soon though, he realized the newfound peace and quiet in his little sanctuary called “patient’s room 149”.

He was fed thrice a day, had time for himself to ponder about life, and could sleep as long as he wanted.

Ponies should dare to call him pessimistic after he found something good in this situation.

Hard Knock was content with his lot now after four weeks, and that seemingly wouldn’t stand with whatever cosmic power who was in charge of torturing him. That’s what he thought at least, when the nurses carried his new roommate in with at least five other ponies in tow.

He could only see their silhouettes through the drawn curtain, but was sure that they were all female from the sound of their voices.

Really loud and obnoxious voices.

“...And look! You have a roommate!”

The curtain that parted the room was suddenly pushed aside. He was confronted with half a dozen pairs of eyes staring at him.

The rainbow maned pegasus mare in the bed gave him a bored look and hid herself under the blankets.

“Nice to see you too, sunshine,” he thought as he turned his attention to the other ponies in the room, “Ah, the troublemakers.”

Those mares had achieved a status of semi-fame in the town one way or another. Many considered them national heroes, but Hard Knock didn’t care much for these ponies and had never bothered to learn their names.

There was the pink menace from Sugarcube Corner still pointing at him with that creepily large grin of hers. This grin kept Hard Knock out of that bakery and drove him to abandon sweets.

Right behind her stood the unicorn fashionista of Ponyville with that ridiculously complicated hair and the odd recluse yellow pegasus who lived on the outskirts of the Everfree Forest.

The name of the orange earth pony was Applejack. He knew her name because of his sister’s raving about their cider.

The most famous was the purple unicorn from Canterlot though. The prized pupil of Princess Celestia, sent to this town to learn the magic of friendship.

“Whatever the hell that means…” thought Hard Knock, trying to ignore the chatter of them and the doctor when the nurse came in.

“I’m sorry dear, we’re supposed to have literature for our patients, but our stock on books got water damage from a pipe leakage last week and the replacements aren’t in yet.”

The rainbow maned Pegasus stirred under her covers. “Don’t bother, I wouldn’t read books anyway. Books are for eggheads.”

The purple unicorn frowned at that, but didn’t do anything else.

They had to leave soon after that, but left the curtain open which meant he had to deal with the antics of the mare next to him.

Throwing that goddamn squeaky ball all over the room and hitting him a few times.

“boing, boing, boing, boing… awwh! You made me lose it!”

Watching her struggle with the hospital food.

“Is her nose actually stuck in the glass?”

Getting blinded every second by the bright lamp on her nightstand.

“click, clack, click, clack, click, click, clack ,clack”

And interrupting his attempts to sleep by smashing the back of her head into the bed’s headpiece.

“bonk…ow! bonk… ow! bonk… ow!”

She robbed him of his last nerve!

“... to get to the other side!” she said with a large grin, expecting a reaction from him, “Get it? Never mind…”

Hard Knock sighed in relief as the mare drew the curtain closed. Maybe now he would finally be able to get some peace and quiet again. The tranquility lasted for measly two minutes before his curtain opened again.

“It sucks being stuck here! Can you believe that I’ve got to endure this boredom for another couple of days?”

“My heart breaks from sympathy,” Hard Knock thought dryly.

His lack of reaction earned him a frown from the mare. From her experience, there should be nobody who was this indifferent to her awesome presence. He didn’t even look at her when she talked to him, despite the fact that he wouldn’t even have to move his head to do so.

“How long are you gonna be here?” she said and looked at his clipboard at the end of the bed, “Hard Knock is your name? You look pretty banged up Hard Knock, but how bad can it… oh...!”

Her eyes shifted from the clipboard and back to him in short intervals, confirming his different injuries with the ones mentioned on the list. Hard Knock heard the sound of someone swallowing hard and saw a slight hint of pity in her eyes before she put the clipboard with his file back.

“It’s not like this is a competition…So… how’s the food?”

He gave her a deadpan look and mustered all of his strength to nod at the clipboard. Reading it again, she saw the relevant part where it said “Fractured jaw: Food digestible only in liquid form through a tube.”

Her lip quivered. “Ok, ok, you win! You’ve got it way worse than me! Your life sucks more than mine, are you happy now?”

Hard Knock started shaking.

“Not what I meant to say! I didn’t want to make you cry! Honest! Please I’m not a bad… are you laughing?”

She thought he’d been upset about her comment, but recognized a chuckle even through his bandages and clenched jaw.

“You colossal dick!”

In one quick motion she jumped on the bed and towered above him. For a second Hard Knock feared that she would beat him up, but felt reassured when the mare sat down on her haunches with a smirk.

“Good one, you really got me. I’m Rainbow Dash by the way.”

“Most fitting.”

“The most amazing flyer you will ever lay your eyes on!”

“And the most humble,” thought Hard Knock as he stared at her, fully unimpressed by her boasting.

Rainbow Dash gave him a bored look. “You don’t talk much, do you?”

Silence followed and remained for a few moments with Hard Knock questioning the general intelligence of this mare, before Rainbow Dash snickered and rolled around the bed.

“You’re quite the comedian…” thought Hard Knock with a roll of his eyes, but jerked when she poked him in the chest.

“Oh, I know what to do! Lets turn this into a little game of twenty questions. I ask you a question about yourself and you blink once for yes and twice for no. Clever huh?”

Rainbow Dash missed his wry expression, currently busy posing.

“And in return, you experience the privilege to get to know something about me in general. Any things you might want to add?”

She earned herself another stare as she snickered again at her own joke.

“Great, me first!”

One thing that a hospital stay does to you is mess with your sleeping habits. When you lie in bed all day and rest, you lose any sense of time.

That’s the reason why the two of them sat there together pretty much all day and well into the night.

As he expected, Rainbow Dash really liked to talk about herself and the things she had passion for. The Wonderbolts, her constant endeavours to finally get accepted into their ranks and flying in general filled a large chunk of their one-sided conversation.

Although he was genuinely surprised from the other things she decided to tell him, like really personal stuff about her hopes, dreams and even fears.

Another huge part were Rainbow’s friends and ponies close to her. This was also the part where Hard Knock noticed that her boasting didn’t limit itself to herself, but also incorporated other ponies as she praised their numerous positive deeds and character traits.

Rainbow Dash had made herself more and more comfortable on his bed during the night, until she was using one of his plastered legs as pillow.

A yawn escaped her lips as she finished the last bit of character trivia about Pinkie Pie and she stretched her slender legs with an astounding nimbleness. The real kicker however was when she bent her body to a point that she could take care of an itch on her butt with her own teeth.

Hard Knock swallowed hard. “She certainly is flexible…”

“...Hey, do you think that maybe I should dye my…” said Rainbow Dash while turning her head to look at him and stopped mid-sentence.

She did get a good look at him, but not the part she was aiming for. A large bulge on his groin blocked her view of his face.

Beyond his control, Hard Knock had developed a hard on in the presence of a mare whose head was not more than a few inches away from his crotch.

It was that infuriating kind of boner, that was just hard enough to be noticed but too limp to do anything with. The kind that never goes away and stays around awkwardly like an unwanted houseguest on Hearth's Warming Eve. With his mobility impaired due to his plastered and bandaged body, Hard Knock couldn’t do anything about it and resigned himself to whatever would come now.

He looked at her in defeat, but Rainbow Dash didn’t seem to notice with her eyes still fixated on the large bulge on his bandaged groin. She was eerily silent and calm in contrast to her usual antics.

One of her front legs inched closer to it and Hard Knock started sweating under his bandages.

He held his breath when her hoof was a mere inch apart from touching and she quickly retracted it with a small gasp. She bit the inside of her cheeks and looked him in the eyes.

“Can I see it?” she said in a whisper, barely audible to his ears.

All he could do as response was a muffled grunt, trying to convey his confusion.

“It’s just that I’ve never seen one before... a stallion’s p... penis, I mean.”

Somehow she seemed smaller to him than a moment ago. The reason might be that when Rainbow Dash wasn’t puffing her chest with pride and sporting hunched shoulders, somepony would notice how tiny her frame actually is.

She looked downright fragile now.

“Crazy, huh? An awesome mare like me never got far enough to see one and isn’t even capable of getting a stallion in the first place.”

He had thought that her boasting was the worst, but seeing her moody like that made his skin crawl with uncomfortableness.

“Guys have never really been interested in me, because I’m so unfeminine and unattractive to them.”

If Hard Knock had been able to move his jaw, he would’ve dropped it on the floor at this moment. She couldn’t possibly think that she wasn’t attractive? Most mares, his sister included, would kill for a figure like Rainbow’s with not a single speck of fat in the wrong spot.

Rainbow Dash was muscular from her training, but not excessively like that one daughter from the Apple family with her apple bucking thunder thighs.

Those would grind a stallion’s pelvis into dust.

That any stallion would pass up the opportunity to tap such a flank seemed completely ludicrous. Then again, his first impression of her wasn’t good either. Rainbow Dash was a very impulsive and forthcoming pony, which are wonderful qualities for a star athlete but also intimidate many stallions. The poor thing was a victim of her own confidence.

“Ah, what the heck!”

He blinked once.

The meaning was lost to her for a second and she frowned. Rainbow Dash had talked the whole time and hadn’t asked him a single question up to this point, which had made her forget the meaning they agreed on at the beginning. Hard Knock sighed and blinked once again, slow and exaggerated this time.

Realization dawned on Rainbow’s face as her eyes went wide and both eyebrows shot up.

“...You would let me?”

Another blink and the bed started to shake when she excitedly jumped around on the mattress.

“OhmygoshohmygoshohmygoshohmygoshohMYGOSH!”

She sat herself down right between his legs and reached out for his bulge again. Hard Knock could see that Rainbow Dash was quite nervous from the way her hoof was shaking and the slow movement altogether. With a large gulp she plucked up her courage and let her hoof fall down in one quick motion.

Punching him right in the dick.

“HNNNGGGG!!!!!”

“Oh god! I’m sorry!” said Rainbow Dash into his groin, more to his bulge than to him.

Hard Knock teared up in pain, seeing black dots in his field of view and ignored the frantic apologies from the distraught mare. She started rubbing it to make the pain go away and made it swell even larger under the bandages. The pressure really got uncomfortable now, and Hard Knock junior freed himself from his cloth imprisonment with one final push and slapped Rainbow Dash right on the nose.

The sight from a good portion of her face was now blocked by his cock standing salute and straight like a flagpole. He flinched when the tip rested on Rainbow’s nose and hot breath tickled it’s skin. She went cross-eyed to look at his shaft and a sudden noise told him that the mare actually had taken a big whiff of smell from it.

Now he was really glad that the nurse had given him a sponge bath yesterday.

“It’s so big. How do stallion hide these things?”

Rainbow Dash noticed something else: Hard Knock was busy beaming from the compliment with a dopey grin on his face which was obscured by the bandages and hurt his jaw like hell.

Looking down on the shaft, Rainbow Dash saw another smaller bulge right under his cock which was still covered up by bandages. She realized that these must be his testicles and glanced upwards to him as if to ask for permission, but Hard Knock only shrugged. When he was gonna allow her to do this, might as well go all the way.

A sudden chill told him that his balls were now free from their containment. He frowned when she gave his hanging sack some gentle nudges to make it dangle. The childish giggle while doing it, didn’t help to lessen it.

His irritation was quite visible, and she quickly turned her attention back to his cock. Feeling the skin, Rainbow Dash was much more gentle than the first time around. Hard Knock flinched a bit when she touched his tip, making her put the hoof away quickly.

“That sensitive?” said Rainbow Dash, “Then how can a stallion possibly put it into my…”

She stopped and frowned, leaning back in thought. Hard Knock almost got a heart attack when Rainbow Dash spread her hind legs apart and looked down on herself, which also gave him a free view on her honey pot. The light blue coat surrounding it, made the pinkness of her pussy really stand out with the small berry-like clitoris on top.

A hoof moved down to her crotch and touched it gently, widening and closing the lips a few times. The other hoof touched his shaft, caressing it gently.

“How is that supposed to fit? It would rip me apart.”

Another dopey grin washed over his face before he winced in pain again and mentally slapped himself.

“Ok, seriously stop that! How much more can you stroke a stallion’s ego?”

Eager to solve this mystery, Rainbow’s hoof-motions got more aggressive to open the slit wider. She hit a sweet spot during that, and a soft moan escaped her mouth. Rainbow Dash instantly put her other hoof over it in surprise and started blushing like crazy. The rubbing continued with herself biting down on her hoof to suppress other embarrassing sounds coming out.

“What am I doing? This feels so good, I can’t stop!”

This was like nothing she ever felt before. Masturbation was usually only used by her as an outlet for pent up stress and means to relax. Rainbow Dash didn’t think much about the sensual and lustful part of it, like Rarity does when she swoons over her smutty novels.

But now, being stared at by an almost stranger while pleasuring herself turned her on beyond belief. It was risky, reckless and downright daring to do this. Somepony could come at any moment and ruin this, which made Rainbow’s heart beat loudly and got her blood pumping.

Lost in the feeling she rubbed her pussy harder, making it glisten from the soon flowing juices and soaking the sheets.

Hard Knock watched the show mesmerised with a twitching left eye and bone dry throat.

A sudden knock on the door broke them out of their stupor. Out of reflex, Rainbow Dash did a big leap across the room and landed on her bed with a loud thump. She hurriedly used her blanket to hide the wet splotches on the coat between her hind legs.

The door opened just slow enough for her to make it before Twilight and Fluttershy came in.

“Hi Rainbow Dash,” said both of them in unison with happy smiles on their faces.

“Uh, hey guys.”

Fluttershy let her gaze wander around the room. “We thought, we’d come and cheer… oh my!”

“We brought your favourite…” said Twilight, before she dropped the board game in her magic grasp on the floor.

The two of them were staring to her left with their mouths wide open and beet red heads. Rainbow Dash followed their gazes and swallowed hard. In the hurry to get in her own bed, she forgot to cover up Hard Knock and to close the curtain which made him visible by anyone entering.

Him and his raging erection.

A single tear left his right eye, making Rainbow Dash feel a crushing guilt.

The two mares on her bedside still stared with open mouths.

She tried to play it down. “Well that’s only natural for a young healthy stallion. A minor case of morning wood is no biggie, right girls?”

Fluttershy was still frozen on the spot and showed no sign of any reaction, but Twilight walked closer to Hard Knock’s bed stiffly like a robot.

“Twilight?”

“Actually, according to newest scientific findings, there was never a tangible case study that proves the concept of morning wood as an actual condition.”

Now in full-on teacher mode, Twilight stepped actually so close that she was almost touching it with her nose. Rainbow Dash and Fluttershy exchanged glances, but didn’t know what to say.

“...As you can see on those vertical veins going down to the...”

“Is she serious right now? What am I, a fricking science project?!” thought Hard Knock in silent outrage and his own embarrassment forgotten, “You want the dick? You get the dick!”

Under great effort he managed to do a single well-timed jolt with his hip to swing his erection.

Slapping her right in the face.

“Gak!” yelped Twilight, and stumbled backwards.

She vigorously rubbed the spot where it had hit her, only to spread the pre-cum from his tip all over. Soon she had a circular spot on the whole part of her right face, where the coat was a darker shade and more shiny than the rest of her body.

“Have fun getting that out, professor.”

Ponies tell stories of stallions or mares developing insane strength in certain situations and mindsets. They say it was mostly fear or anger, but for Fluttershy it has always been embarrassment. Impressively exhibited by her lifting up Twilight with one hoof and throwing the gagging unicorn on her back.

They both left as fast as they could.

The bang of the closing door marked the start of a long and uncomfortable silence. Hard Knock was seething in anger and wished now more than ever that he could just let his frustration out in a loud cry of anguish. He settled for muffled sobs of self-pity and closed his eyes to shut the world out.

“I don’t think they are coming back.”

He couldn’t turn his head enough to look, but could hear her to his right for the next part.

“That thing you did to Twilight was really something you know. Super funny!”

Rainbow Dash slowly climbed on his bed with her head held down in shame.

“I’m sorry, that I embarrassed you like that.”

She sat down in her earlier spot between his legs with a sullen expression. “Are you that angry with me?”

He stared up into those big shiny eyes for a few minutes and finally sighed before he blinked twice. Rainbow Dash also sighed in relief and made herself comfortable on his bed again.

“I want to make it up to you.”

Hard Knock appreciated the sentiment, but had enough for today. He just needed to sleep after being up all night and wanted his little fellow tugged back safely in the bandages. Plus his balls were getting really chilly.

Trying to communicate his wish, Hard Knock stared in turn at his dick and then to her.

Following his stare she nodded and got closer to his groin. “Oh yeah, of course. That must be really uncomfortable.”

Hard Knock closed his eyes and waited for her to put his private parts away.

“I heard, that you have to release the tension for it to go normal again...”

Hard Knock frowned with his eyes still closed. Apparently she wasn’t done examining him for her own curiosity.

“I can do that!”

“Wait… what?”

He felt a vice like pressure on his cock that made him wince in pain. His eyes shot open to see Rainbow Dash pressing her hooves from two sides against it.

She moved it around like a joystick while doing awkward strokes that had no rhythm or aggression to it. After almost every movement, Rainbow Dash looked up in his face to gauge his reaction and pouted when it was the same neutral expression.

It was really clumsy, but also really cute to see her so frustrated.

Hard Knock no longer thought so as she started to give it forceful jabs like a punching bag, making him grunt in pain again. The visible discomfort on his face didn’t improve her mood and self-esteem. After all her squeezing, pulling and punching, she managed to produce one small drop of fluid at the end from the tip of his cock.

Rainbow Dash glared at the measly drop like it was an insult to her prowess and grudgingly licked it off. He shuddered involuntarily and noticed himself swell up a sizeable amount.

Curious about his reaction, she slowly dragged her tongue along his shaft, making him shudder even more at it’s warmth and wetness. Through it, Rainbow Dash could feel how his dick got even harder and made little jitters.

That was the only motivation she needed, before really getting into it with a large grin and ditching the hoofjob part completely in benefit of working him with her tongue. That wiggling muscle was much more flexible and dextrous than her hooves, proven by the skillful licks and strokes all over his complete length.

The sounds of irritated huffs and pained grunts were now replaced by audible licks and muffled moans of pleasure.

She ended an especially long and slow lick to give Hard Knock a bashful look, before taking as much as she could into her mouth and making him grunt in approval. He could feel his cock moving inside Rainbow’s mouth as she bobbed her head up and down in rhythm.

Never breaking eye contact with those big magenta orbs of hers.

All of a sudden, she cupped his balls with a hoof and started to brush them gently. The rubbing sensation of her soft coat on his bare skin made him almost go crazy. She stopped her onslaught for a second and released his cock from her mouth, which was now glistening in the light from her saliva.

“These two looked like they needed some attention. Is that ok?” Rainbow Dash said smugly before giving his tip a small kiss.

“Yes! Sweet Celestia, yes it is!”

He didn’t care how his weak and desperate shaking would look like. All he cared about right now was that she proceeded as soon as possible. The pleading look in his eyes filled her with a sense of superiority and power, as she slowly descended on him again.

“Somepony seems really eager all of a sudden,” said Rainbow Dash in a sing-song voice, giving his cock little love taps.

The naughty smile dropped from her face when he helplessly whimpered and closed his eyes, producing two single tears going down each side. The sight completely obliterated her sadistic desire to tease him anymore.

In one quick motion, Rainbow Dash continued where she had left off and redoubled her efforts to please him with explosive results. The stallion felt himself getting licked, sucked, rubbed, stroked, fondled, caressed and affectionately bitten to the point that he couldn’t tell apart the motions anymore as they melted together into one giant state of bliss.

Hard Knock got light-headed when his cock swelled up to max capacity all of a sudden and he came right into her mouth. Rainbow Dash gagged a little when the white goo hit the back of her throat, but held eye contact, with his pulsating shaft almost completely in her mouth. She used her lips to envelop it airtight and moved her head upwards, slowly releasing and cleaning his cock while sliding along the sides. As she reached the end, Rainbow Dash gave the tip another little kiss and let go completely.

He watched Rainbow Dash with flushed cheeks as she swirled his cum around in her mouth to get a taste, only to then lock eyes and open wide for him to see it resting on her tongue. The look of triumph on her face said something like “See? I told you I can do it!”. Hard Knock looked around for tissues or a bin for Rainbow Dash to spit his fluids into when she closed her mouth.

“She wouldn’t!” thought Hard Knocks with wide eyes.

*gulp*

Rainbow Dash swallowed and he could see a little bulge going down inside her throat.

“She did! Ok, that’s really hot!”

She used her tongue to lick a little white spot from her upper lip. “Hmm, salty and tangy, but not bad after all. I like it.”

His dick twitched at that comment. “And it gets better! How do you not a have coltfriend?!”

The rush of excitement and victory faded away in addition to her daredevil attitude. When he’d been so unimpressed by her efforts, she’d just let her competitive streak take over without thinking about the consequences.

Looking back now with a clear mind, made her want to sink into the ground and swallowed whole from embarrassment.

A big feigned yawn escaped Rainbow’s lips as she hopped from the bed in panic and fled for her own.

“I’m spent. Time to take a little nap!”

“Hnng!” grunted Hard Knock and looked directly at his limp little friend hanging unsheathed between his legs.

Rainbow Dash did a one-eighty and snorted. “Oh right, sorry!”

She gently put his cock and balls away in the bandages and tucked him in. Preoccupied with her jumbled thoughts, Rainbow Dash lowered her head and gave Hard Knock a small peck on the nose.

Both of them froze and stared at each other.

“Get a grip Rainbow!” thought Rainbow Dash. “You just sucked his dick. Why are you getting embarrassed over a little kiss?”

Rainbow Dash slid in her own bed to get some sleep and was soon in dreamland with obnoxiously loud snores. This time Hard Knock didn’t mind though, watching the little snot bubble on her nose getting bigger and smaller.

Maybe having a roommate for a few days wasn’t so bad after all.

He smelled something funny and squinted his eyes to focus and saw familiar white goo right on his nose where she kissed him.

“HNNNGGG!”

“Tone it down, will ya?”

Or maybe it is.

Author's Note

Proofread by Asop.

Edit June 9th:
Further corrections by Bolding.