Of all the things Hard Knock loved about his marefriend, the shrieking high notes her voice could reach during a temper tantrum weren't part of them. With the situation handled and out of their hooves for Berry to handle, Rainbow has had time to think about the past order of events.

“EVERYTHING IS RUINED!”

The result was the current source of discomfort for his ears.

“No, it’s not, Rainbow.” He used his regained mobility to sit down on the bed and put his legs around the hysteric mare. He stroked her mane with his plaster free hoof. “Shh, it's ok.”

She leaned into his touch, but wouldn’t let him console her so quickly. “Every single thing I planned for tonight went wrong. The surprise, the gift, the ceremony, just everything!”

How could she not think this way? How could he not see the undeniable truth? She had failed. Her ideal evening would have played out so much differently; landing gracefully on his bed, waking her coltfriend to let him see awesomeness, and finally giving Hard Knock the same present that her mother had given to her father.

It couldn't get any sappier than that. Rainbow Dash had moved far out of her comfort zone, and the only thing to show for it was shattered expectations in tandem with a ruined image beyond repair. She had made a fool out of herself.

But she wouldn't give up!

A fanatic fire burned in magenta eyes as she spread out her left wing and put gritted teeth around the feather. This would hurt like hell. The usual removal during the ceremony was meant to be a long and sensual affair with your lover. Not that it mattered, several steps in the ceremony were either completely missing or out of order anyway, but she would at least give him the feather before the day was over.

Traditions be damned, Rainbow would see it through no matter what!

That's what she firmly believed until his mouth came down on her face and Hard Knock bit her nose as hard as he could. An unladylike curse escaped her lips and Rainbow fell backward with the larger stallion wasting no time in pinning her body on the mattress. Anger and surprise made her struggle against him, only making Hard Knock lay down more and smothering the petite mare beneath his weight.

“I’m not letting you hurt yourself, Rainbow.”

“Wy nod?” She mumbled into his chest as the heat and musky smell of a male encompassed her.

He felt the shaking against his body. She was scared about his answer. Further explanation was needed to get his point across. After this night, Hard Knock wanted to have removed any doubt about what they had and what they were to each other.

Coltfriend and marefriend.

“I don’t want anything if you think of it as a fee to pay me!” Rainbow flinched at his harsh tone, and he tempered himself to continue with the softest voice he could muster. “There will be a time and place. I promise you.”

“When?”

He kissed her forehead. “A few happy occasions come to mind. After you become a Wonderbolt and achieve everything that you ever hoped to achieve in your career?”

Being able to fly was one thing, but for the heights of performance she was aiming for, Rainbow would need every advantage she could get.

“Or how about the moment we exchange wedding gifts with all of our friends and family in attendance?” His smile got a bit lecherous. “You could wear the same sexy lingerie under your wedding dress for our honeymoon night.”

Rainbow put a mental note into the back of her mind to shower Rarity with thanks at the next possible opportunity.

“The birth of our first foal?” Hard Knock said with much less fervor, being overwhelmed by the idea of having a little version of himself and her running around.

He wasn’t alone with this reaction, seeing Rainbow Dash go a few shades darker from blushing.

“We don’t have to rush things. Let’s enjoy what we have.” He pulled her closer, ”I don’t want you to pay for my love. Let this lucky stallion be a part of your life, not the center of it.”

For a long time, Rainbow Dash said nothing, resting against his chest with furrowed brows.

“I adore you, Rainbow. I’m smitten with you like a lovesick colt!” Hard Knock leaned in for a chaste peck on her lips, opening his mouth to prod for an entry that she granted gladly. Soon their tongues tousled in the familiar dance of arousal as they tasted each other with the fervor of ponies dying of thirst.

Her expression softened after the kiss. “Fine, I see your point.”

Hard Knock visibly relaxed as well, stroking her mane happily for a potential crisis averted.

“Although you think Fluttershy is prettier than me.”

Only to have to dive right into the next one, giving her some room after being sure she wouldn't hurt herself anymore. “What makes you say that?”

Rainbow used her new freedom to roll away from him and laid on her side. “That massive boner you popped wasn’t because of me…”

“She was in heat! I can’t help it!”

Rainbow went quiet, the cold shoulder presented and shaking with rage. A rage without a target. She knew he was right. It wasn’t his fault, just simple biology at work that nopony could escape. This knowledge didn’t make it any less painful to see someone else having this much effect on him.

If anything, it made her feel lesser in comparison.

“Come here you, silly mare....”

Something poked her, sliding along the crevice of her buttcheeks and pressing between each thigh. Content with spooning the lithe body from behind, Hard Knock went to her ear to lick the sensitive tip. His effort was rewarded with a lustful moan that she couldn’t suppress.

“Stop it… I’m angry…”

“Lift the blanket,” Hard Knock said in a pleading tone, pressing his hip closer against her. “Trust me...”

"Fine..." She grudgingly removed the blanket from their bodies and froze.

“Huh.”

She had grown a penis.

“Huh.”

A large, throbbing and stiff as a board penis.

Hard Knock smiled into the back of her head. He had placed himself in such a way that gave the spooned mare a taste of what a male view would be in the morning. His raging erection poked out of her crotch, sandwiched between her soft flesh and rubbing against her creamy thighs.

Even without any help, Rainbow would have recognized this cock from appearance alone by now; from the dark, leathery color of the shaft, the unique shape of his flat tip, to the number and positions of each spot and wrinkle. They say you never forget your first and hers would always be connected to the first tentative looks, tastes and touches on this phallus.

The smell of Rainbow’s borrowed stallionhood hit her; its source oozed slightly from the hardened tip in an almost taunting fashion. She felt squeamish, instinctively rubbing her thighs tighter together and getting aware of another object between them.

“Be careful with those, Rainbow. I think you were quite fond of them.”

She literally had him by the balls.

Her hooves came closer to his moist tip, perplexed by the weird perspective of a dick sprouting from her loins, staying a few inches away like warming them over a fire.

“Why so shy all of a sudden?” He whispered into her ear and used his hooves to lead hers to touch him, slowly letting them rub up and down.

It felt like rubbing a wooden stick, so hard and rigid. “How? I didn’t do anything...”

It didn’t make any sense. How sexy could her whining and complaining have been to a stallion? The clumsy stumbles and interruptions through the ceremony? The level of lameness she had shown and the weirdness of the whole situation? Confused and unsure, Rainbow Dash couldn’t think of a single thing that she could have contributed to this massive arousal.

That’s why he told her.

“Well, let's see…” Hard Knock pretended to muse. "Maybe it's that alluring smell of honey and rosebuds from the bath you had?” He buried his face in the back of her neck, slipping a hoof under the silky nightgown from behind to straddle her chest. “Or your perfectly groomed and shiny coat?”

The preparations besides her outfit may have been a tad extensive. Rarity hadn't pulled any punches for Rainbow to make this night special. The milk bath seemed especially decadent on second thought. At least they had used it both due to Rainbow’s insistence of not being wasteful with all the dairy product.

“Oh, darling don’t be silly. There’s plenty of space in my large tub…”

Even though, Rainbow had intended to take turns, not sharing the bath at the same time.

“...let me scrub that spot for you dear... oh my, it shouldn’t be allowed to have a flank this firm and shapely...”

The tale of that shared experience was a story for another day. Save to say, Rainbow had never been cleaned so thoroughly by anypony.

“...Oh, you perfect buns tell Misstress Rarity your perky little secrets…”

And she had gained a new workout partner for the weekends.

“It could also be the subtle shade of lipstick you’re wearing...” He turned Rainbow's head to lick across her glistening lips. “...and its delicious strawberry flavor!”

Hard Knock grabbed around her waist and rolled, taking a shrieking Rainbow Dash with him and climbing on top of her once they landed back in the middle of the bed. As he towered over her disheveled form, his attention wandered from her elegant neck to her perfectly toned stomach and stopped on the sinfully thin layer of fabric between him and her intoxicating sex with another large intake of breath.

“The scented underwear is also a strong candidate. However, the greatest turn on from your outfit are these babies.” Hard Knock rubbed his cheek against her white stockings, the softness forcing him to shudder in delight. “Simply gorgeous...”

Rainbow thoroughly enjoyed the attention and raised her leg more to grant him full access to every inch for worship. No other description than worship could describe his actions, as he was so tender, so passionate with her hooves, calfs, and thighs, her mind couldn’t comprehend how somepony could love a part of a pony in such a way.

A part of her.

“You, and your weird leg fetish...” Rainbow moaned through a hickey in progress.

He sat up and grabbed her hindlegs, pushing together and letting his stallionhood slide between them in a sensual repeat of earlier, this time from the front to make her see everything. The heavenly friction between the silky fabrics and her subtle flesh urged him to buck his hips slightly in enjoyment.

“Oh, I’m weird? I recall that you have a fixation on something from me in return.”

She blushed from the lewd use of her body. “I don’t know what you’re talking about...”

“You don’t?” Hard Knock asked innocently and put her lifted legs on his shoulders, grabbing Rainbow by the hips and leaning forward. Bendable as she was, the small mare almost folded like a lawn chair under his weight, her temples and ankles touching as he crossed those hindlegs behind Rainbow's head.

“Are you sure my sexy pretzel?” His member was still wedged between her thighs and hardened further. “Remember when you shared some of your fantasies with me in the bath?” Hard Knock chuckled at the sight of her raising an eyebrow with both legs pressed against her cheeks. “Hearthswarming Eve together? Meeting your parents and sex on the kitchen table? Not in that order of course.”

“Get to the point!” she growled and gave the perfect opportunity for some honesty on his part.

“Do you want to hear some of my fantasies? The dirty and lewd things I would like to do with you? I had a lot of time to think about stuff.”

Rainbow tried to look nonplussed, though her twitching ears betrayed her. “What stuff?”

He was finally getting somewhere. If his hunch was correct, his marefriend felt insecure about her attractiveness in comparison to other mares. The solution to that problem was simple; Give an ensemble of lewd thoughts he had about her to show his desire.

Thoughts a gentlecolt learned to keep for himself in the presence of a mare.

“My support of you becoming a Wonderbolt isn’t entirely selfless, you know?” Holding her legs in place, his tongue traveled down and licked through the white panties, getting them damper by the second as a result. “The skintight latex of that flightsuit leaves little to the imagination. Can you imagine how it hugs and pronounces your curves like a thin coat of paint? How your gorgeous ass would fill out and stretch the material to the brim?”

Lips tightened, mimicking a slow downward motion from the crotch to her tail. “My teeth around the zipper, slowly pulling it open and letting your nethers breathe after a long workout? The sweat and musky smell of your sex? The tantalizing sour taste of the first lick?“

Rainbow Dash had something new to put on the list for the day of her acceptance into Wonderbolts.

Hard Knock’s hooves quickly went back below to straddle her thighs. “You also weren't wrong earlier. I love nicely shaped legs on a mare, but there’s something even more exciting to me.”

“What?” Rainbow asked with a dry throat, hoping she had what Hard Knock loved more than her legs.

Legs he had already cherished like a treasure.

He went back to lay on top of her in full. “Through my grandfather, our family had a lot of contact with griffons and pegasi on border patrol, which fueled and grew that fetish over the years.”

“I never noticed anything…” The fear of being inadequate with her assets to arouse him grew.

A quick reassuring kiss was planted on her navel. “You never saw me indulge in that fantasy. No mare or griffoness were ever comfortable with letting me do it to them.”

Something intimate, he never had done with somepony. Once again, Rainbow Dash realized how green she still was with sexual things. She had been a virgin before him. Hard Knock certainly has had other mares before her. Whatever it was what he wanted, Rainbow would be the first to grant him his fantasy.

The thought was exhilarating. “Show me…”

“Spread your wings.”

Rainbow hesitated for the shortest of moments at his command, making Hard Knock think that she would deny his request like other mares in the past, but slowly and steady her wings unfolded as if to tease him. Fully spread out, her massive wingspan covered almost from one side of the bed to the other.

“They’re beautiful…”

Pegasus wings were a marvel of nature. So fragile and yet so strong, carrying a pony through the skies and making the dream of flight come true. Treasures to be handled with respect as pegasi wouldn’t let themselves be in such a vulnerable spot with just anybody.

Even less in the company of a non-pegasus.

“Do you trust me?”

After a slow nod, he released Rainbow from her position as folded pretzel and began to touch her wings. Her legs tensed up instantly and laid back flat on the mattress under the trail of strokes along the edge of her feathers. Primal instinct screamed to pull away and save her wings from the danger of these rough hooves, except nothing about them was rough as they caressed every inch with reverent delicacy.

“This feels amazing…” Rainbow said breathily, barely seconds passed and already becoming putty in his hooves when her left wing got gently lifted to be massaged from both sides.

It relieved Hard Knock to see her this relaxed. With his injuries, he never would have dared to touch her like that and maybe accidentally hurt something out of clumsiness. Every contact was carefully calculated and executed with utmost caution, although feeling the cause of his fetish made him hornier than anything else

To satisfy his desires, he buried himself in her feathers and sniffed them with a deep inhale. Disappointingly, no other scent than a faint soap note came from them. Rainbow’s bath must have been mere hours before, and her wings hadn’t regained the typical pegasi scents from flying.

Hard Knock lived for this mix of rain, dew, and ozone.

“We have to do this again after one of your training sessions,” Hard Knock said dreamily, going away from her feathers and plumage to drag his tongue over the leading edge of her wings. Flavor and feeling were thankfully unchanged, those were harder to get rid off with mere soap, and his eyes lidded slightly from the taste and unique texture on his lips and tongue.

Rainbow watched him feverishly indulge, moving and climbing over her body to get better access to particular spots to sample. Sucking, licking and nibbling. She saw no rhyme or reason in his movement as he acted like a colt in a candy store, savoring every second Rainbow granted him without the usual composure.

And she loved it!

“Keep going… don’t stop…”

Getting bold, his lips descended on a small muscle that connected the left wing with her body. She shook like leaves under the stimulation and slight thrill.

"Don't be scared. I won't hurt you..."

A strong enough injury, like a bite on that spot, could severely cripple a pegasus for months. No better than a grounded bird with clipped wings. Both knew that from their backgrounds as a friend of griffons and aspiring stunt flyer. Letting another pony nibble there and enjoying it couldn't be a stronger sign of trust. The act itself wasn’t that lewd in comparison, although Hard Knock couldn't imagine something more intimate and personal with a lover.

So maybe a bit more wouldn’t hurt?

“I always dreamed of getting masturbated by a strong pair of wings and drench them with my cum,” the embarrassed stallion admitted to his marefriend with a slight blush.

Hard Knock stood over her in silence with no clear idea of what to do after this confession. How do you proceed after sharing something as private as that? Do you start stroking your cock and go for it? Or do you back off and pretend it never happened?

Luckily, she took that decision from him by flapping her wings once and moving them towards him, caressing the underside of his shaft and tickling his balls between the outermost feathers in a playful fashion.

“That sounds awesome...”

A feather touched the wet tip and got stained by the sticky droplets coming out. Rainbow brought the wing with said feather to her mouth and licked it clean. She could still taste traces of his saltiness after getting rid of everything. This new flavourful part of Rainbow would be a reminder of him in lonely hours.

“Something else?” Rainbow said huskily, craving for more erotic nuggets from his horny mind to try out.

Hard Knock bit his lip. Should he tell her? The fetish was relatively new and directly connected to only her, which might flatter or disturb his new marefriend. He pulled himself together with a deep breath and long exhale from his nose. Rainbow had accepted everything else so far, so maybe the next thing wasn’t so far out there?

“It’s really weird...”

The reluctance only managed to make her more excited. “Weirder than rubbing your cock on my wings? Weirder than me thinking about spreading your splooge on my morning toast? Come on give me something juicy!”

The visible turning of gears behind her eyes made the decision of telling his kink for him. What else could he do but come clean at this point? Saying nothing and letting her fill the blanks? He wouldn’t leave any room for the mind monstrosities she could come up with on her own. A little demonstration was in order, and after that, Rainbow could decide if it’s gross.

All cards on the table.

"In my head," Hard Knock got closer to her crotch, "your pregnancy and birth of our first foal should be this heartwarming event, but all my selfish mind could think of is my benefit from it.”

Rainbow didn’t object to his advances, though some nervousness and small jitters in her movement showed worries.

“The widening of your sexy hips…”

Next thing she knew, Hard Knock had put his teeth on the front of her panties and one hoof on each side, pulling them down and starting to strip Rainbow from her undergarment. Her butt exposed, his hooves slid under her body to caress the cheeks in a circular motion.

“...the extra mass on your amazing ass…”

She came to love the attention her posterior was getting these days. Somewhere along the line, the training plan to get rid of the small amount of extra fat had turned into adjustments to make it work. The new aerodynamics and wind resistance barely had changed anyway, and considering her prolonged stay in the hospital; she had to shake off the rust and adjust anyway.

At least this way, she would have something to get her stallion’s attention by a simple shake of her bum.

“...satisfying your hormonal horniness at call during the whole eleven months…”

Rainbow found herself entranced by his narrative. Timid like a kitten, she helped him to strip the panties off by pulling her left hindleg while he held the fabric in place. She opted to help him the same way on the right and found herself puzzled by his reaction. Instead of removing, he put her hindleg through both holes of her underwear and rolled it up into a makeshift white garter around her thigh. One look and Rainbow could almost imagine the squealing of Rarity at the sight of her new erotic accessory.

“...and most importantly the childish thought that our foal wouldn't be the only one enjoying your little treat.”

Wearing her fine white undergarment but still exposed, Hard Knock grabbed the inside of her thighs and pushed them open as he plunged. Lips tightened around something she honestly forgot she had. Under a layer of neatly groomed blue coat that you had to brush aside, laid the two pinkish nubs which would develop and grow into milk-giving teats during a mare’s pregnancy.

“What are you doing?” she asked, watching him suckle on her nub with gusto. If a mare wasn’t with a foal, the small nipples didn’t have much more sensitivity than a kneecap, leaving it usually unattended and forgotten by ponies during intercourse.

“I wonder what your milk would taste like?” Hard Knock’s lips let go of the reddened nipple, and his tongue licked around the areola in deliberate circles. “Thick and creamy? Sweet or salty? I would envy our little colt or filly for this beverage, but there will be plenty opportunities for daddy to sample mommy after she nourished our foal with her swollen and brimming teats.”

Rainbow Dash had thought she could handle anything he would throw at her.

“I see myself getting addicted. Starting every day with a nutritious breakfast in bed, drinking and sucking each other dry.”

She had thought of herself as a natural to intimacy by now.

“Maybe your mounds grow big enough to put my cock in between and use them as my personal masturbation tool?”

She had thought wrong.

“Marking you every day as mine and finish all over your perfect body."

So wrong.

Rainbow Dash blushed harder than she ever had in her entire life. Her head was playing his vivid description as a movie, and she could almost feel how the dirty deed would be. It was weird, sweet, sexy and a bit deranged, making her excited for this twisted form of foreplay as he kept licking and sucking on the tingling nipples.

“By Celestia I get it!“ Rainbow yelled in lure of the graphic pieces of evidence he provided with barely suppressed glee in her voice. “I’m the sexiest mare in the world! You want to do perverted stuff with me! Just me and nopony else!”

Others might think the reasons for her joy were shallow, but being pervertedly lusted after from the stallion she loved came close to a cup of water in the dessert.

Rainbow "Tomcolt" Dash had something no other mare had with Hard Knock.

“The tight uniform… the wingjob...” Another whimper escaped from a nibble, “...My teats. I want it! I want all of it!”

Why wait, though? She gently slid her hoof through his scrubby mane and watched him fondly as he pretended to feed on her with plans already beginning to form. Plans to make those fantasies a reality. She could ask Rarity for a uniform to roleplay and pleasuring Hard Knock with her wings sounded easy enough to add to their foreplay. The only problem was her empty and flat milk tanks.

As appealing as it sounded, the thought of becoming a mother for the satisfaction of a fetish was ludicrous. Hard Knock seemed to think so as well, shown by his reluctance to tell Rainbow and his content with just pretending.

Maybe Twilight knew a spell.

The nerdy unicorn owed Rainbow big time for her little stunt earlier, and somewhere in that massive egghead could be a way for getting some milk flowing to feed her stallion.

Celestia, it sounded so wrong and yet so right!

Before her musings could go any further beyond the pale, he stopped licking and laid on top of Rainbow once again. “I know you want this badly right now… but there's something else I want to do more.”

The dumbstruck expression on her face was comical.

Slowly, his legs snaked around her and pulled their bodies together until you couldn't have fit a post stamp in between them. Her eyes darted around feverishly in anticipation to find out his intention. Hard Knock's grip was tight but not hurtful as his hindlegs also slung around her hips and clamped down.

"Let me cuddle you."

She waited for more words in excitement. She waited for her coltfriend to add something or explain ‘cuddle’ as a euphemism for a mind-blowing form of sex. He kept silent and steadfast in holding her tightly like a vice.

The sexual curiosity changed quickly into curiosity about what in the world he was thinking.

“Your friend stopped casting her spell on me as she left. I don’t know how much longer we have.” Hard Knock tightened his hug with all the borrowed strength he could muster. “ Let me use the remaining time for what I wanted since I grown to love you.” The shaking intensified. “I want to hold my marefriend without anything in the way. No hindering casts, no itchy bandages, no broken bones and torn muscles.”

He was afraid of what's to come. Cruel fate made him relieve his accident all over again. Only this time, he would be awake to witness his loss of ability to move in slow, agonizing motion. A glimpse of paradise before the gates would slam shut again for a long time.

“I demand a lot of tongue action and your cock inside me during the cuddling.” Hard Knock stared as if she had grown a second head. “What? That’s my counteroffer. Take it or leave it!” Rainbow began to blush and made it a point to not look at him. “I want to feel the massive boner I created through my sexy awesomeness!”

“You’re cute...” He kissed Rainbow on the forehead to stop a frown. “And sexy...” The next kiss aimed at her nose and he aligned himself at her soaking wet entrance. “And totally amazing.” The third kiss was planted firmly on her lips as he entered her with a slight buck of his hips.

She didn’t reply verbally to her new feeling of fullness, preferring to show him with her actions. Front- and hindlegs wrapped around him, mirroring Hard Knock’s motions as they entangled to one big bundle of warmth. Although only for a small time, they got a glance of how things could be every night after the hospital and the long way of recovery.

“Hold me tighter…”

If this was the light at the end of Hard Knock's tunnel, it had been worth all the pain and suffering.

“...You're warm...”

All of it had ultimately led to meeting her.

"...and smell nice..."

It’d been worth it.

“...But seriously, I want to fuck later. Your smutty mind made me horny as hell!”

Hard Knock wouldn’t trade this for anything.

Author's Note

That's it folks... for the most part.

This story is finished and will be concluded with a small epilog. Hopefully soon.

I thank you as reader for showing interest in this story and sticking with it to the end.

I thank all my proofreaders, editors and helpful commenters that helped me along the way in writing this story.

As writer I hope to see you again in the comments for my future projects and as small nugget I give you the cover for a planned story:

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BobAlcove