It had already been a full week since Big Macintosh and Rainbow Dash had dedicated themselves to each other, the time seeming to pass by in a flash. They’d seen each other in town almost daily but never really did much more than a brief casual conversation or a quick smile to each other, both wanting to keep their relationship under wraps for now and to keep it just to themselves for as long as possible.

They lived their lives much like they had before that evening and night in the orchard where they became united, but never did their minds stray from the other for long. Many of the times they'd seen each other Rainbow Dash had wanted to gallop up to Mac and hug him, but held herself back. She just had to wait for the end of the week, then she could hug him all she wanted.

~

On the mark of the seventh day as the clock struck five in the evening, Big Macintosh waited under the tree at the small field of grass where he and Rainbow had become a couple. He had moved the furniture aside upon arriving so they could sit in the shade of the single apple tree, the late–summer sun still a bit warm to be sitting under for too long. Beside him was a large picnic basket, which he'd quickly prepared in secret while Applejack was taking her turn watering the trees and underneath him an old and slightly ragged patchwork quilt, the perfect picnic blanket choice as it wouldn't matter if it got a little dirty.

Big Mac simply admired the view as he waited for his guest to finally arrive, mainly looking out to the trees he tended up to seven days a week. It was a nice day out, lacking the usual edge of summer heat and with a gentle breeze lazily spreading across the orchard, making it pretty much the perfect day for a picnic.

Thirty minutes after the clock tower had given its five rings, Big Mac watched as a cyan dot appeared against the deep–blue sky towards Ponyville, then quickly grew in size as it approached his position. The blurred shape quickly formed a Pegasus pony with rainbow hair, a pony most definitely worth him waiting for.

Rainbow Dash flew quickly to their agreed–upon meeting place, then circled the picnic site a few times before finally landing with a grace that Big Macintosh was in awe at every time he saw it. Folding her wings she smiled at him as their eyes met evenly, Big Mac almost eye–level with her despite him lying down.

“What’re you lookin’ at?” Rainbow asked him, mock challenge in her voice.

Big Mac simply felt a grin cross his face and saw one develop on Rainbow's in kind, a playful twinkle in her eye confirming to him that this was only a game. “Ahm lookin’ at a beautiful pair a’ peepers, that’s what Ahm lookin’ at.” he said, a soft chuckle escaping his throat.

"Oh yeah…?!” Rainbow Dash challenged, snorting from her nose in her continued façade of aggression. “Well…” As she tried to think of a come–back she completely lost her composure, her pseudo–anger act dissolving in a fit of giggles as she collapsed next to Big Mac on the quilt. Her giggling soon caused Big Mac to also break down and join in her giggles as well, both unable to stop.

Their giggling fit lasted a good minute before they were able to finally calm themselves enough to even think of speaking. Rainbow Dash suddenly wrapped Big Mac in a tight hug, taking him slightly off guard and nearly making him lose his balance and fall on his side. He caught himself however and quickly returned her embrace, having wanted to hug her again since the first day they'd seen each other again in the market. Rainbow Dash was the first to speak. "I missed you, Mac." she said, her eyes shut tight as she squeezed a little tighter, finally getting the hug she'd been wanting for a week.

"Ah missed y' too, Dash," Big Mac responded, nuzzling against Rainbow's neck and getting a soft, pleased nicker from her in response.

When Rainbow Dash opened her eyes and noticed the picnic basket from over Mac's shoulder after hugging for a short while, she broke the embrace. “So what’s to eat? I’m starving." she asked, nodding towards the picnic basket. She groaned as she sat down, then started to recounting her workday. "So, today at work was brutal! A huge group of Everfree Forest clouds somehow got into Ponyville Town Square and were starting to rain everywhere! Everypony on the weather team was called in to help wrangle them up and get rid of them, but the way those things multiplied, Town Square was totally soaked before we could get rid of them in time. So, we also had to help and clean up the water, and mop out the shop stalls and—"

As Rainbow continued to speak, Big Mac opened the picnic basket started to get out the utensils and food he’d brought, still listening to her as he sat a plate and a mug down in front of Rainbow Dash and himself. He stopped a moment to listen closer as Rainbow Dash reached a particularly interesting part of her story, then continued to unload the picnic basket as he pulled out and set down their lunch; a small tray of four grass–and–daisy sandwiches—one of Rainbow Dash’s favorite foods, as he'd learned in past casual conversations—two large red apples freshly gathered from the trees, and finally a large glass bottle containing a cloudy golden–brown liquid that could only be...apple cider.

"So that's why I was la—" Rainbow Dash stopped talking the moment that beautiful brown liquid came into her sight, her wings flaring open as her interest in what she saw was made very evident. Her eyes went wide and her tongue poked out of her lips and traced them subconsciously, watching a drop of condensation as it slowly made its way from the neck of the bottle all the way to the bottom, her eyes tracing its slow journey before it finally hit the quilt and was absorbed. Big Mac saw her intense stare on the bottle of apple cider and giggled again, risking throwing himself back into another fit as he watched her sit there, staring at the bottle of cider with an intensity that could only be matched by the way she'd looked into his eyes that first night.

“Would ya like a mug, or should Ah drink it all m’self?” Big Mac teased, a soft chuckle following soon after. Rainbow Dash stood up in a flash and tackled him to the ground, the force of her impact knocking him over onto his side into the soft grass beside the quilt. She climbed on top of him and started to playfully bite his ear, pulling gently at it like a puppy playing with its litter–mates. She growled softly as she tugged on his ear, her wings flared out for balance as she moved her head back and forth and his ear followed suit.

Figuring she’d made her point, Rainbow released his ear and she said right into it with a tone rivaling the Royal Canterlot Voice in ferocity; “YOU WILL NOT DRINK ALL THE CIDER!”

Big Mac was taken slightly aback by her tone and actions but quickly grinned again as Rainbow started giggling, climbing off of him and her walking back over to her place-setting to lay down. He quickly uncorked the bottle then started pouring the wonderful liquid into her mug as Dashie watched intently, staring at the stream of golden–brown liquid as it slowly filled her mug. “Y’all stare any harder 'n' it’s bound to evaporate.” Big Mac joked, but Rainbow Dash ignored him, continuing to stare at the golden–brown stream until her mug was finally filled with it.

Big Mac half–expected her to grab the mug and drain it the instant he pulled the bottle away, but Rainbow showed an uncharacteristic restraint. She waited impatiently while he filled his own mug, shifting around as she watched his mug slowly filling, then smiled softly as he corked and set the bottle down moments later with his mug finally full as well. She lifted her own mug but instead of gulping it down as she so desired, she instead extended it out to her colt–friend.

“To us.” Rainbow proposed, eyeing Big Mac's own mug and nodding slightly towards it.

Big Mac lifted his own mug seeing a toast was being made, and the two mugs gently collided with the impact of wood–on–wood.

After the toast, Rainbow Dash’s resolve finally crumbled as she lifted her mug to her muzzle and gulped down the delicious, perfectly sweet–and–tangy drink, draining half her mug before finally pulling it away and belching rather loudly. “Aaah, that’s the stuff!” she said, wiping the foam off her muzzle and setting her mug down as Big Mac slowly drank from his own mug. “So, what’s to eat?” she asked, her concentration on the cider and earlier recounting of her day having blinded her to the very obvious platter of sandwiches and two apples between them on the quilt. As she noticed them, she blushed slightly at her obliviousness.

“Oh…I guess those sandwiches and apples right in front of my muzzle...”

~

Big Mac and Rainbow then both ate their fill, Rainbow Dash and Big Mac eating two sandwiches and a large apple each, with Big Mac also pulling out two giant chocolate–chip cookies from the basket after they'd finished, surprising Rainbow with the home–baked treats that he'd made himself. Finally they’d also finished off the bottle of apple cider, with Big Mac giving Rainbow 3 mugs to his one and a half. He’d brought the cider mainly for her after all, with him knowing of her love for Apple Family cider... along with everypony else in Ponyville knowing as well!

As Rainbow crunched into the last of her apple, peeling the last of the flesh from the core and then setting it down, she stood up and walked over to Big Mac. Sitting very close to him, she once again unfurled and wrapped her wing around his back, nuzzling her head against his shoulder. Her wing started softly throbbing as she did however, the exhaustion of all the flying she’d had to do today finally starting to reveal itself, but she ignored the unpleasant sensation as well as she could while she continued to embrace Big Mac with her wing. This was more important to her then the slight discomfort it caused her after all. The couple just sat there looking ahead at the apple trees before them for a while, Rainbow’s wing remaining on Big Mac's back.

Big Mac looked at Rainbow as he felt Rainbow's wing suddenly curl tighter around his side, squeezing him closer against her as she suddenly wrapped her hooves around his neck and pulled him into their second kiss. It was but a soft kiss, just one pair of lips pressing onto the other until Big Mac brought his hooves up behind her neck as well, pushing back into her as both balanced on their haunches and each other. They both increased the tightness of their pull on each other’s necks as they pressed their lips together harder, pulling each other deeper still into their kiss.

Breaking their embrace a short time later with both panting for breath, Rainbow Dash was to first to remove her hooves from his neck, with Big Mac soon following suit. Rainbow Dash kept her wing on his back for a moment more before the fatigue in it finally made her retract and fold it against herself, and she felt both her wings throb as she groaned softly in pain. Big Mac heard this and could tell she was in pain. “What’s wrong, Dashie?” he asked, looking to his filly-friend

Big Mac had adopted this nickname from Pinkie Pie, using it partially because he knew how much it bothered Rainbow Dash, but mainly because of how adorable it sounded to him. Rainbow groaned again, this time in frustration at that name. She put both her hooves on either side of her muzzle and pulled downwards, her lower eyelids exposing the pink insides before she let her hooves slip off her face. “Ugh! I wish you wouldn’t call me that!” Rainbow said with more then a hint of frustration in her voice, her wing twitching slightly in her agitation.

Big Mac only snickered as Rainbow expressed her frustrations, and only causing Big Mac to grin widely as Rainbow continued to look at him with clear disdain at his teasing. “OK, Dashie! I won’t call you Dashie anymore, Dashie.” Big Mac continued to tease, Rainbow Dash bringing his true self to light.

~

Despite some ponies thinking Big Mac was just an emotionless workhorse that plowed the fields and cared for the plants, dumb and unable to speak more than two-syllable responses, Rainbow Dash knew that he was instead highly intelligent. If he wasn't intelligent in the traditional sense, then he indeed was with his common sense and occupational knowledge, as well as his morals many ponies lacked.

Rainbow knew the reason Big Mac chose to be so blunt with his answers—generally a simple “eeyup” or “eenope”—was not because he was dumb, but instead because he was very efficient in every way right down to his speech. If more than a single syllable was not needed, he wouldn’t waste his time with more words then required, with him instead moving on to do something else that better utilized his time.

To Big Mac however, 'Dashie' was definitely worth talking in great length to... or in this case, teasing her in great length was well worth his time.

~

"Dashie, Dashie, Dashie!" Big Mac continued to chant, his grin so wide it could have fit on a wall of Canterlot Castle. Rainbow Dash grabbed her nearby apple core and threw it at him, it bouncing harmlessly off his side and only causing his grin to widen further, now exposing his white teeth as he snickered at the blush starting to form on her face. The grin fading as he remembered she'd earlier groaned in pain, he beaconed her to come over to him with his hoof, and she hesitantly walked over to him and sat right next to him.

When Rainbow was settled, Big Mac asked her again in a slightly more demanding tone; “What’s wrong, Dashie?” He could tell she was trying to act brave and hide her pain, but he could see through her tough facade and could see she was hurting. He wanted to help her, and couldn't very well do so without knowing what was wrong.

Rainbow snorted as Big Mac used that nickname again but let it go this time. She was hesitant to look weak before Big Mac or anypony, but finally gave in and told him after another throb of pain shot through her wings. “Well, my wings are killing me!" Rainbow started. "I've done nothing but fly today, and boy they’re telling me all about it! I bet I’ve broken at least a dozen feathers, and definitely knocked a lot out of place.” Another twinge of pain came from her left wing, which she responded to by flapping it gently and stretching it out.

Big Mac felt a mischievous smile creep on his face. “Ah bet Ah can help with that.” he said with a rather suggestive tone in his voice.

Rainbow Dash knew exactly what he was insinuating and nodded as she got up and lay down before him, turning her back to him and presenting her wings. “Please?”, Rainbow asked with a slight hint of desperation, her usual tough and domineering demeanor non–existent and replaced instead by a submissive one as she lay before her colt–friend.

Big Mac decided to press her, and asked “Please what?”, feigning ignorance.

Rainbow looked back to him with a straight face, although it didn’t stay that way long as a small smile cracked the surface of her pseudo–seriousness, and it wasn’t long before it broke into a full–on grin. She rolled her eyes as she decided to stop messing around with him with wordplay, instead wanting to try to get him to mess around with her in other ways. Preferably more pleasing ways – and the only way to do that was to finish what she'd started.

Rainbow Dash lidded her eyes again. “Not what, who.”

Big Mac decided to play along, and still feigning befuddlement, asked; “Please who?”

Rainbow Dash had expected this, and said with a most sultry tone in her voice; “Please me.”

~

Big Mac nodded as he giggled at Rainbow's clever quip, proceeding to lower his muzzle into her mane as he sniffed deep, taking her scent in. He smelled the rain from earlier still in her mane – a fresh, crisp scent with a hint of ozone. Sweat from a hard day of work was also permeating her mane, her own feminine scent added to that of the rain making a very nice blend to him. He then breathed out, the exhalation ticking Rainbow’s neck and making her giggle.

Big Mac moved down from Rainbow Dash's mane to her neck, giving it a gentle nuzzle as he nudged her mane out of the way and earning him a soft coo of approval from her. He then positioned himself so he could move his hoof up to her neck and start rubbing, quickly detecting just how tense she was. As he started to rub her neck, Big Mac got a sigh of relief from Rainbow, shots of relief going through her forehooves and making her scalp lightly tingle as he rubbed into her overworked flesh.

Big Mac slowly moved his hoof downwards, making Rainbow's muscles relax as he slowly made his way down her neck. As he finally reached the area between her wings she squeaked in anticipation, feeling his hot breath flow through her hair and across her sensitive neck as he again sniffed her mane. He loved her little noises!

Well, Big Mac thought, business first, then pleasure.

~

Big Mac lowered his hoof and brought his muzzle to Rainbow’s wing. He started off slowly, gently nudging her tweaked feathers into place or plucking out damaged ones. However, even the simple act of him grooming her made Rainbow start breathing heavy, the sensation of him moving and rubbing her feathers against her sensitive skin as he rearranged them causing her to be in a light state of bliss already. He continued on detecting and plucking feathers, having plucked a total of three at that time but he saw more that needed removing.

Big Mac pulled two last feathers before suddenly digging deep with his tongue, licking directly against the skin on Rainbow's wing and causing her to gasp sharply then shudder, the sudden sensation taking her completely off–guard. He just grinned to himself as he removed his muzzle from her wing completely and took a moment to lick the valley between the ball–joints of her wings, hearing a soft moan as her panting increased.

Finally finding no more feathers in need of attention on that wing, he moved instead to Rainbow's other wing and found more that needed to be plucked or maneuvered into place. He pulled a total of two more before he noticed her looking back at him, watching him work with a dreamy expression her face and her eyelids hooded. How did he get so good at grooming wings so fast? Rainbow wondered to herself, watching as Big Mac straightened out the feathers on her wings for a final time and nodded to himself. Apparently her grooming was done.

Rainbow Dash went to get up but found herself unable to, instead finding Big Mac's hooves gently holding her down and preventing her from rising. A nuzzle against her wings told her that despite having finished grooming her wings, Big Mac wasn’t done with her yet.

Nowhere near done.

~

Big Mac lifted both his hooves to Rainbow's wings, balancing himself on his haunches as to not put too much weight on her. He put one hoof on the base of either wing, gently rubbing into the ball–joints with the tips of his hooves and earning a coo from Rainbow as he started to press ever–so–slightly harder into them, sinking into the tense muscle covering them and starting to rub softly. Rainbow Dash virtually felt herself melt in Mac's hooves, every muscle in her body relaxing as she felt a burst of pleasure flow up and down her spine, Mac rubbing the fatigued muscles and always applying the perfect amount of pressure.

Big Mac stopped rubbing Rainbow's joints and instead moved up her wing slightly more to the muscle at the base of her wing that had cramped up on her last week, the muscle that was pretty much responsible for them being together right now. He started pressing into it with the flat of his hoof, rubbing the entire muscle at once. It was indeed very tense as Rainbow had said and he intended to focus quite a bit of time at loosening it up, with the fact that it was the most sensitive part of a pegasus’ wing just an added bonus.

Big Mac had learned that little fact, as well as how to groom her feathers properly, after doing some reading...

~ ~ ~ ~ ~

After his and Rainbow's last encounter, Big Mac had borrowed a number of books from Ponyville's town librarian and hero Twilight Sparkle – mainly books based on Pegasus anatomy and grooming techniques, but also another book on massage techniques and pressure–points. As she checked the books out to him out, Twilight had given him a knowing grin and asked casually; “So, who’s the lucky Pegasus?”

Not wanting to reveal his and Rainbow Dash’s relationship so soon, Big Mac had simply smiled and winked at her, nodding his head in thanks for the books before taking them from the counter and placing them into his saddlebags. He then left the library, heading back home and leaving a grinning Twilight to resume her reading and wonder just who Big Mac was interested in.

~

Big Mac was true to his earlier promise to Rainbow Dash, the one he'd made when she'd agreed to be his mare–friend – that he would learn to "groom" her wings better. He had spent a good amount of his free time reading on Pegasus grooming habits, as well as Pegasus anatomy in general, paying especially close attention to sensitive points and erogenous zones along the wings.

Mac had dedicated himself to Rainbow, and he was gonna show just how dedicated he was.

~ ~ ~ ~ ~

In present times, Rainbow Dash felt Big Mac move up to the bottom curve of her wing and start rubbing the muscle there, making another surge of relief and pleasure flow through her. When Big Mac touched a certain spot however, the pleasure transferred itself mainly between her hind legs as she felt herself getting turned on now, the pleasure taking a turn from relief to erotic at that small touch. As he continued to rub in that spot, she felt her pleasure spike and her crotch starting to get wet, making her shift slightly as the sensations got more intense. When she started squirming, Big Mac only stayed on that spot for a short while more before moving to another particularly tense section of the muscle, teasing her and making her have to wait for more.

Rainbow sighed and then moaned deeply as Big Mac's hoof rubbed another spot on her wing, causing Big Mac to focus mainly on that section with the tip of his hoof, pressing deeper into it as Rainbow Dash’s tongue lulled out. The pleasure increased significantly as he rubbed into the fatigued muscle harder, earning Big Mac another sigh and shudder of pleasure and relief as it started to relax under his touch. “Oooooooooooh–mi–goooooooosh!” Rainbow moaned out in a high–pitched tone, her head starting to feel light as her wing starting to unfurl further under his ministrations.

Satisfied he’d gotten all the kinks out, Big Mac pressed into the first spot near the front of the muscle again, deciding to focus on pleasing Rainbow more now, having already kneaded out the tension and gotten her muscles nice and relaxed. Time to tense her up again... he thought with a grin while he moved to the tip of the unique muscle only Pegasi had, remembering it as an erogenous–point he’d learned about from the borrowed books. The pressure of his hoof on that specific spot caused Rainbow Dash to gasp and then shakily sigh as intense pleasure surged through her again, feeling her vaginal muscles clench and her vulva wink for the first time that evening, a drop of her arousal dripping onto the quilt as Big Mac started to get her off.

Big Mac then lowered his muzzle to take her wingtip in his mouth and raise it from the ground, the pressure of his teeth on it causing her wing to flare upwards on reflex at the stimulation. The very tip of a pegusus' wing was another erogenous point, and as he gently nibbled on it Rainbow Dash felt the same intense pleasure as before in a different place on her wing, making her let out a ragged sigh as she felt him tug at it lightly.

Big Mac continued to move between all the sensitive spots and erogenous zones on Rainbow’s wing, making her vagina start a pattern of winking and contracting as she panted hard, what was now only sexual pleasure flowing through her nerves. Unlike the first time Rainbow knew he was doing this to her intentionally, actually trying to please her instead of accidentally getting her off trying to get a cramp out. That just made it that much more hot to her.

Rainbow felt her pleasure starting to climb in intensity as he started rubbing her neck with a hoof, all while continuing to nibble on her wingtip. Soon after Mac released her wingtip as he slowly moved his way down her wing with his muzzle, ending up at the base again, never letting up on her as she felt herself tensing up more and more as her pleasure grew ever higher.

After a few more seconds of his ministrations, Rainbow found herself holding back her orgasm as hard as she could, feeling her contractions increasing in number and intensity as he was now rubbing the base of her wing again...but this time with his muzzle! When he suddenly bit down gently on that wonderful spot, Rainbow felt her muscles clamp down hard as a rush of orgasmic bliss ran through her, blanking her mind and making her let out a very loud and deep moan. High–pitched squeaks followed, escaping Rainbow's lips after each contraction as she had the most powerful orgasm of her life. She felt herself clamping down again and again, her slit winking in time with her contractions as her hips bucked against the air.

~

Big Mac let himself chuckle softly at her cute little squeaks, sure she couldn't hear his joviality over her own passionate sounds. He so loved her cute little sounds!

As he felt Rainbow bucking and squirming beneath his hoof, Big Mac continued to gently knead the spot on her wing responsible with his front teeth, extending and further intensifying her already explosive orgasm and making it so she could barely breathe as she continued to buck and writhe under his learned touch. Hope you're enjoying what I learned for you, my mare–friend. he thought, a smile crossing his face as she continued to squirm in pleasure beneath him.

~

As her orgasm finally started to wane quite some time later, Rainbow's head still tilted back and her hips still softly bucking as smaller waves of pleasure surged through her, she felt a pair of lips on hers. Big Mac had released his bite on her wing and instead pressed his lips against hers, Rainbow feeling another surge of pleasure flow through her as his mouth touched hers.

Big Mac momentarily pulled away from the kiss to lay down beside Rainbow before pressing his lips to hers again. Big Mac felt her tongue push against his teeth demanding entrance and he complied, opening his mouth to her as he felt her tongue shoot in, rubbing against his as he reacted in kind. Their tongues danced against the other's, each tasting the faint flavor of the cider from earlier as well as each other.

They kept kissing long after Rainbow’s orgasm had ended, their tongues dancing inside each other’s mouths to the beat of their harsh breathing as her afterglow started. Rainbow Dash was the first to pull away from it, gasping for breath as Big Mac did the same. Big Mac looked into Rainbow Dash’s eyes, those beautiful cerise–pink eyes, and her into his as she moved to kiss him once more. This time it was but a simple kiss, and after pulling away Rainbow whispered into his ear her gratitude; "Thank you, my love."

~

Rainbow and Mac lay on the quilt, which was now quite dark and wet around Rainbow's rear, as they once again watched the sun begin to set, the air now starting to cool as the sun lowered against the horizon. Rainbow Dash sighed in contentment as she nuzzled closer to Big Mac, unfurling and draping her quite–relaxed wing over his back as she lay her head against his side, pressing her ear against him and once again detecting the soft thu–thump of his heart she so loved the sound of. Both shared a gentle smile as they watched the last sliver of sun fade behind the mountains, making the sky glow a soft orange and the clouds take on a soft pink hue as the more vivid colors of twilight overtook the stark colors of daytime.

As the orange sky faded to a soft fuchsia, the two lovers felt the fatigue from a hard day of work set in. Moments after the sun had set and the Moon was still down, Big Mac looked down to tell Rainbow she should get going before it got too dark to fly home only to discover Rainbow Dash was fast asleep, apparently lulled to sleep by the rhythmic beating of his heart. He smiled as he softly kissed her ear, causing it to flick at the touch and making his heart swell in response.

Big Mac then lay his head down in between his forehooves, Rainbow's wing still draped over his back as she slept; the last thought before the soft embrace of sleep overtook him of how much he loved this mare. "G'night mah little Dashie." Big Mac whispered as he lay his head down, quickly joining his mare in the dream realm.

Rainbow and Mac slept there together in the field, sharing the whole night under the gentle glow of Luna's moon, soft smiles on their faces as they slept and dreamed of each other.

Author's Note

Chapter TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Hope it was worth the super-long one day wait! I just wanted to continue this story so badly after all the positive the first chapter got, and realizing what a cute couple I could make with these two if I developed it further.

So yeah, hope you enjoy it! Feel free to comment if you want, I always like reading what others have to say about my work.