To Find a Rainbow

Wouldn’t you know, it was the exact moment that I laid down on my couch for a nap that I heard a thunderous knocking on the front door of my little Ponyville cottage. I had been working out in the fields with Carrot Top, and all day I had wanted nothing more than to come home, kick off my boots, change into some comfy sweatpants, and sleep until the next ice age. I had managed to make it to the sweatpants step, but the universe seemed determined to keep me from the last.

My name is William Harkin. But please, Will is fine. I used to live on Earth like any other human, but then I fell through this portal disguised as a lake in a forest near where I grew up. Apparently the portal only opens every few decades, so I found myself stuck here for the foreseeable future.

Yeah, if it hadn’t happened to me, I wouldn’t have believed it either.

But I won’t get into that too much. The Princesses of Equestria told me that I’m far from the first human to find their way here, even though I’m the only one here now, so chances are you’ve probably already heard a story similar to mine. Long story short, I was accepted into the nation’s populace fairly quickly despite being such a different species from them, and was invited to live among them. I chose Ponyville to be my place of residence not because I particularly liked the area or anything, but merely because it was the home of one of the few ponies I’d met at the time: Princess Twilight Sparkle.

Since then, she’d really helped me settle in, even gotten me to make a few friends. She was the one who talked Carrot Top into letting me help out on her farm, too. It’s not the best paying job in the world, but it gets me enough to get by. Crazy low cost of living in Equestria, don’tcha know.

Back to my interrupted nap, however. I briefly entertained the idea of ignoring whoever it was at the door and going to sleep anyway, but another round of raucous knocking, even louder than before, threw that plan out the window. I still wasn’t getting up, though.

“It’s open!” I shouted.

The door opened, and it was none other than Rainbow Dash, the speediest blue blur in the sky. She strutted in like she owned the place, cocksure as she always is, but stopped short when she saw me lying down.

Oddly, it was the first time I’d seen her with clothes on. She was wearing what looked like something you’d go jogging in, with a white tank top and red cotton short-shorts with just a hint of her taut blue midriff showing in between. The look was topped off by sweatbands around the fetlocks of her forelegs and a white ribbon wrapped around the base of her tail. It was a functional thing, in no way decorated or styled, though its presence at all was unusual for her. I think Rarity once told me ponies used them to help keep their tail neat and straight during sports and stuff. Rainbow was far from the type to care about her appearance beyond ‘looking awesome’ so maybe it absorbs perspiration or something, who knows.

Speaking of, she was practically dripping with sweat. Her already tight clothes were plastered to her body; her fur matted and slick from what must have been an intense workout. While that in and of itself wasn’t strange in the slightest, as she often came over to bug me after practicing her tricks all day, this was the first time where she was breathing heavily and there was a noticeable tremor in her legs. As often as she practiced and how toned her body was, her normal flight practices barely left her winded.

“Uh… what are you doing?” she asked.

“I was about to take a nap, before I was interrupted,” I said, making no attempt to hide my grumpiness. If she was going to keep me up, I was going to make sure she knew I didn’t like it. “What are you doing?”

“Duh, it’s Thursday night. Don’t tell me you forgot!”

“I have no idea what you’re on about, Rainbow,” I said. I proceeded to roll to face away from her, hoping she’d get the hint. I couldn’t be that lucky, though.

“Will, it’s Movie Night. We were gonna marathon the Daring Do movies! Quest for the Sapphire Stone, The Griffon’s Goblet! I mean, I know they’re not as cool as the books, but… You’re not bailing on me, are you?”

I groaned. Of course that was tonight. How could I have forgotten? I cracked an eye open to peer over my shoulder at her.

“Rainbow, I’m not bailing, I just… Look, I’ve been ripping carrots out of the ground with Carrot Top all day. My hands and feet are killing me, I can’t even feel my back and I really need a nap.”

“But… but Daring Do…”

“I know, Rainbow, you really wanted to watch them. But even if we put one in, I’m not gonna make it twenty minutes. Can’t we do the marathon tomorrow night? I have nothing planned all weekend.”

“I… alright, I guess we can do that,” she said, sighing dejectedly. “I’m pretty beat, too, so a nap doesn’t sound too bad.”

“Yeah, are you okay? You do look pretty exhausted.”

“I’m training for the Running of the Leaves! I don’t do a whole lot of exercising my legs, so I need to get in shape. I’m not tying again this year. I’m going to take first, because only the best is good enough for Rainbow Dash!” she shouted excitedly, rearing onto her hindlegs in a victorious pose.

“Sure you will, Rainbow. I was wondering what was with that get-up.”

She groaned, looking down at herself with a grimace. “Rarity said that the extra layers would make me sweat and burn more water weight. I guess she was right, but I don’t feel like I got a better work-out. I just feel ridiculous.”

I only managed an affirmative grunt in response. I just couldn’t stay awake anymore.

“Well, I guess I’ll get outta here,” she said, trailing off. I vaguely heard her begin moving for the door, but then she stopped. “Urgh, my legs are about to give out. I was hoping to rest while we watched Daring Do. Can I just crash here for a while?”

“Sure,” I said. I was willing to do whatever she wanted as long as she’d let me sleep.

The house was mercifully silent at last. I began to slip into unconsciousness when, with a single powerful flap of her wings, Rainbow plopped herself right down on top of me like I was her own personal pillow. She sprawled out half on top of my stomach and half on the couch between me and the back. Her forelegs hung limply off my side, mirrored on either side of her by her wings.

I wanted to shove her away, or at least tell her to piss off. I mean, I was getting drenched in pegasus sweat, not to mention she was uncomfortably warm from her workout still. But she settled in quickly enough, and I figured it’d be a much greater hassle to get her up than it would be to just deal with it. Whatever, it finally meant I could get some rest.

We had both passed out not even ten minutes later.

I awoke to a most peculiar sensation. There was something heavy rubbing gently against my chest. Whatever it was slid up and down my body, pushing against me at the top of each cycle. Every few seconds, something also tickled my nose. Even in my half-asleep state, I was able to put two and two together and arrive at the obvious conclusion. Someone was napping with me.

Now normally waking up to someone cuddling me isn’t exactly an unpleasant experience. Quite the opposite. And I’d usually pull them closer and try to go back to sleep.

But the cool, damp feeling across my chest wasn’t so pleasant. I could have ignored that fact, however, had one other thought not suddenly occurred to me.

I live in Equestria now. Where I haven’t had anyone to bring home to my bed in months. Kinda hard to when you’re the only member of your species in the world.

So what in the world was on top of me?

My eyes flew open, and all I could see was a shock of rainbow-colored hair. In an instant, everything came back to me. Rainbow had stayed because she was too tired to head back to her own house, and had chosen me as her pillow.

I batted her hair out of my face. My living room was dark, only a few scattered shafts of moonlight through the window over the couch keeping it from being pitch black. Except for the occasional snore and throaty groan, the night was silent. The tangy scent of pony sweat hung thick in the air, with a growing muskiness hiding beneath it, the source of which I couldn’t put my finger on. It was far from unpleasant, unlike human odor, so I didn’t mind too much, even if I’d have to open the windows in the morning to let my house air out.

At some point while we slept, Rainbow had somehow ended up completely on top of me. What I had thought was her mane was in fact her tail, and after I had pushed it away, all I could see was her butt on my chest. Her round, muscled butt straining against the cotton of her red exercise shorts.

Which meant…

My guess was proven correct when, with another slow thrust of her hips, her rear end rubbed along my chest, working the dampness into my shirt even further. As she moved back closer to my head, she let out a noise somewhere between a sigh and a moan.

It dawned on me. For some reason, the Rainbow Dash, fastest pegasus in Equestria, national hero and the biggest tomboy in town, was humping my chest.

Well then. That was a thing.

“Uh, Rainbow…?” I mumbled. I said it without thinking. Some part of me just instinctively wanted to wake her up. Friends, a small voice in the back of my head warned, just don’t do this sort of thing together.

Even though a much larger part of me didn’t want her to stop in the slightest. I was already more turned on than I had been in months. Since before I’d found myself in this lame pastel horse land. I hadn’t gotten any in even longer than that and seeing Rainbow like that was like a glass of water in the middle of a drought.

Even better was seeing the enormous wet spot on her shorts under her tail.

“Rainbow?” I tried one more time. Still no response as she continued pleasuring herself against me.

Was she… was she dreaming?

She continued going, back and forth, her powerful haunches clenching and releasing in a lazy, irregular rhythm. Her tail would flick every few passes, and I had to keep pushing it aside to keep it out of my face.

As I watched, I became painfully aware of my own growing arousal. I wanted to reach around her, but there was no way I could do anything without waking her up. I also realized that with her butt facing me, her head was on my stomach, only a few inches away from the unmistakable tent in my sweatpants. So either the movement from jerking off or the resulting mess would give me away when she woke up.

I was facing the imminent reality of watching her get off while I could do nothing for myself. The universe sucks sometimes. Sighing, I figured it would at least give me a pleasant memory I could make use of later.

Over me, Rainbow’s thrusting was becoming more erratic. Her soft moans became anxious whimpers, and she shoved her crotch against me all the harder. Warmth radiated from under her tail, her feminine musk wafting out and overpowering even the pungent scent of her sweaty body. Her wings fluttered agitatedly, and she was mumbling something, but I couldn’t make any of it out.

Her breath and her thrusting hips both were coming in shorter bursts. It was getting harder and harder to not do something. Her ass was right there, just begging to have my face buried between those round haunches. From the times she’d insisted I give her piggy-back rides, I knew they were as soft as pillows despite the thick layers of muscle underneath her sky blue coat. I wanted to slap those cutie marks until her butt was pinker than Pinkie’s.

I want to taste the rainbow, I thought, laughing at my own horrible pun.

I also vaguely thought that friends don’t have these sorts of thoughts about each other, but… Well, it’s Rainbow Dash. She’s attractive. And I’m only a guy.

Suddenly, her wings flared and I felt her bury her face into my stomach. With a muffled wordless cry, she thrust her hips a couple more times before holding in place. Her haunches shook nonstop from the sheer force of her orgasm, trembling like jello in an earthquake. Her tail flagged, giving me an even clearer look at the twitching and flexing of her marehood under her shorts, an extra gush of fluids glinting through the fabric against the pale moonlight.

For what felt like ages she held like that above me, tense as a tightly bound spring waiting to pop. Then, with a long, drawn-out sigh, her entire body went limp and flumped down atop me again.

I held my breath, hoping that she’d go back to sleep. She nuzzled her face against my stomach, and I think she must have drooled on me at one point because I felt wet there, too. Seconds passed, and just when I thought I was home free, her head bolted upright, glancing wildly around the room before she looked back at me and our eyes locked.

“Uh…” she said, her eyes unfocused from just waking up yet wide in shock.

“Pleasant dream?” I asked, unsure what else to say to break the tension. In the darkness, I could just barely see her cheeks flush as she gave me a furious glower.

“That… that wasn’t what it looked like! It was… it was… Urrrgh!” she shouted and, with a slap of her hoof on the back of the couch, she turned away and put her chin back on my stomach, likely in an effort to not look at me. She also clamped her tail tightly between her legs.

“Look,” she said, still pointedly not looking at me. “You. Saw. Nothing. Got it?”

“Yup, I gotcha. Loud and clear,” I said.

Silence overcame the both of us following that. Rainbow, surprisingly after everything that’d happened, seemed uninterested in getting up, and I wasn’t sure what to say. Should I even say anything? Or would that have just made things weirder?

It didn’t help that I was still very, very hard, and Rainbow was uncomfortably close to it. Maybe if I was careful, she wouldn’t notice.

After a little while passed, I started to wonder if Rainbow had gone back to sleep. She was still, but Rainbow always snored uproariously when she slept. It had been a long while since a silence between us had been so awkward.

“Hey, Will,” she suddenly whispered. “You still awake?”

“…Yeah.”

“I’m sorry, okay?” she said quietly. “I didn’t mean to snap at you.”

“It’s cool, Rainbow. Don’t worry about it,” I said. I reached out into the dark, finding her withers and giving her a friendly shake.

“Thanks,” she said, turning to face me again though with her eyes downcast. “It’s just kinda… been a while, you know what I mean? And I was having such a good dream, and… Oh wow, this is really embarrassing.”

I couldn’t help a few quiet chuckles at her expense. “Like I said, it’s cool, Rainbow. You spend enough time with your friends, at least one weird thing is bound to happen eventually. In the morning we can pretend it never even happened, if you want.”

“Yeah, that would be awesome; thanks!” she said, finally smiling and chuckling lightly, too. “Anyway, I should still probably go, before I do anything else uncool.”

She started to get up, lifting her body off of me and reaching down to the floor with her left foreleg. The cool night air hit my damp torso like a truck, making me shiver. As she swung her right foreleg over me, however, her hoof brushed against my lap and, more noticeably, my erection.

I nearly gasped in pleasure from even the slight contact against my overly-sensitive member.

“What the…?” she mumbled, and to my horror, she took a closer look at what she had hit.

“Oh… Huh,” was all she said. Then she laughed. “Guess I wasn’t the only one enjoying myself!”

“Yeah, well…” I grumbled. “Can you really blame me?”

“No, I guess not. You did have the awesomest pony in Ponyville on top of you having a– uh…” Her voice faltered. I couldn’t help taking one last dig at her.

“Having a wet dream, you mean?”

“Ha. Ha,” she deadpanned. “Yeah, yeah; you’ve had your fun. Whatever.”

“Great. Now, would you mind getting off me? I need to… use the bathroom,” I said, gently trying to shoo her off. She whipped me playfully with her tail.

“’Use the bathroom?’ Suuure. Alright, I’ll leave you to it. Have fun!” She made to move off me, but with a flick of her ear, she stopped short again. “Although, I could help you out, if you wanted.”

…’help me out?’ She couldn’t possibly mean what that sounded like, could she?

“What do you mean?” I asked.

She barked out another laugh. “Come on, you’re not stupid. You know what I mean.”

And then she pointedly ran her hoof along my groin.

Okay, yep. Point absolutely made.

But that just raised so many more questions. Rainbow and I had been like bros ever since I wound up in this crazy place, playing hoofball together, chilling out with a few ciders after a hard day’s work, even talking about mares on occasion. I’d never once gotten the impression she might have been into me.

“But… What?! Rainbow, we’ve been friends for months, where is this coming from?” I asked.

“What? It’s the least I can do after… you know, the whole dream thing just now. Don’t you want it? Sure looks like you do,” once again brushing her hoof against me.

“Yes,” I said before I realized it. She smirked.

“Good. Then sit back and enjoy.”

With a dexterity I’m still amazed ponies can demonstrate, she hooked her hooves under the hem of my shirt and pulled it up to my navel. She gazed upon the waistband of my pants for only a moment before trying to slip the tip of her hoof underneath. It took her a few tries, but she eventually managed to slide it down a few inches before the crook of my hip prevented it going any further. She groaned in frustration.

“A little help here?” she asked, throwing a glance back at me.

My hips shot into the air like someone had lit a fire under my ass and together we slipped my sweatpants down. I was so hard it hurt as I popped free, bobbing in time with my racing pulse in the air before her face. She proceeded to stare at it, unmoving, just long enough that I began to worry that she was already reconsidering.

“It’s smaller than I expected,” she said.

“Oh. Well. That’s… great. Thanks, Rainbow.”

“What?” she asked, distracted. After another moment she jerked upright, staring back at me with wide eyes. “That’s not what I meant! I mean, like… I-It’s not much smaller than a pony’s, so it’s cool, I just thought… You know, as tall as you are, I thought it’d be, like, monstrous or something.”

“I guess that’s a little better…”

“Heh, yeah… My bad.” She smirked deviously. “You won’t hold it against me, will you?”

As soon as she said it, she also ran the soft underside of her hoof along my length, all the way from the base to the tip. I think I groaned as pleasure flared through my spine like lightning; it was hard to be sure. Whatever hurt feelings I still had were gone in an instant.

She could talk bad about me all she wanted, as long as she kept touching me like that.

“Heheh, I thought not,” she whispered.

As I was recovering from the shock of her sudden touch, she surprised me even further. One second she was looking down at me – smirking that arrogant little smirk she does, like she’s just won some sort of competition between the two of us – and the next her face was between my thighs and her tongue was ravishing my erection.

She was focused on the spot right at the base of my penis, layering lick after lick on my sensitive underside. Her breath came in bursts from her nose, hot and humid across my balls. It tickled, but not in a bad way. Her forelegs, meanwhile, hooked between my thighs, slightly pulling my legs apart to give her easier access. Occasionally, her hooves would slide up halfway to my knees before making their way back down in a gentle, teasing massage.

My hips began lifting of their own accord to meet her, desperately searching for any more attention my body could find. I heard her giggling at me, but even more I could feel her giggling against me, each vibration sending another shock of sensation through me.

Her tongue, hot and wet, slid along my length before returning to the head and, on the next trip down, moved side to side in a zigzagging path. Then she returned to the tip and placed several short, fast licks just to the head before doing it all over again. As she went again and again, her breathing got heavier and heavier, until soon she was panting as loudly as I was.

I started feeling selfish, lying there receiving all this attention while she got nothing. Her tailend was too far away to reach with my mouth, so instead I placed both of my hands on her shoulders. She jumped at my touch, but didn’t stop what she was doing.

I trailed my hands down her sides, feeling her damp fur through her white shirt. The cotton was rough and thoroughly soaked through, but I didn’t care. When I reached the hem, my hands slid underneath and back up her sides, alternating between massaging and lightly scratching across her ribs and under her wings. Wherever I could reach, I gave it my attention. She cooed every time I brushed across her flight muscles, a sensation I felt as well reverberating throughout my body.

I felt myself getting ever closer to release, and I knew I needed to move things along if I was going to get Rainbow off, too. She whined as I pried my hands out from under her wings, but as I clapped them both to her fine haunches with a resounding smack!, her tune changed. I felt her laugh again, and she pulled away from her tongue lashing just long enough to throw me a wink.

My fingers snaked under the waistband on her shorts, and I held fast to savor the sight. Her ass was fine; perfectly sculpted with just enough muscle to be firm and defined while being soft enough to be deliciously slappable. That dark wet spot was still glaringly obvious, spreading all the way from her tail to my chest and to each side far enough to reach her legs. It was a sight I wanted to fix in my memory forever.

When I had my fill, or at least enough that I was sure I’d never forget, I finally dragged those shorts away, only to be surprised at what I found underneath. A pair of pink cotton panties, wrapped snuggly about her flanks. They were so tight that everything, from the cleft of her vulva, to the bulge of her puckered tailhole, was so obviously outlined that she may as well have been wearing nothing.

“Nice, Rainbow. Never expected you to be a pink kind of girl,” I said, trying desperately not to laugh. On any other pony, I probably wouldn’t have even registered the color, but seeing the Rainbow Dash wear something so… girly was too hilarious not to tease her about.

“Shut up!” she growled. “It was part of the outfit Rarity gave me. I wasn’t gonna put them on, but… Well, I didn’t think anypony would see them. There, happy? Do you want me to continue or not?”

“Fine, fine. No need to be so defensive. I think it looks cute on you,” I said.

She mumbled something that sounded vaguely like ‘I’m not cute!’ before she moved back to my lap, though before she resumed her licking, she placed a single kiss to the tip of my head. After even such a brief respite, her first touch was like a livewire straight to the pleasure center of my brain, sending shivers down my spine.

I considered removing her panties as well, but the image of her cumming in her shorts came back to me. It was so hot, and I really wanted to see it again.

My mind made up, I slapped my right hand to the bottom of her haunch, getting a muffled yelp out of her. Sliding it slowly upwards, I caught her tail between my index and middle finger, pulling it out of the way, perhaps a bit more roughly than I would have otherwise. She seemed to like that, too, if her throaty moan was anything to go by. My other hand began to massage her haunch, gently squeezing and kneading her supple flesh.

She was already winking, her folds twitching in welcome of the touch I had yet to even give her. She was just as into it as I was. And with her having been so patient so far, I didn’t have it in me to tease her any longer.

She opened, and my thumb found its way between her lips, pressing the cotton of her panties in with it. She was so wet that her panties became almost entirely see-through, showing off where her sky blue coat gave way to darker blue skin. I slid my thumb along her slit, never pushing any further in than I already was, caressing the surface of her marehood.

“Fuck,” she mumbled, stopping what she was doing once again and mashing her face into my stomach. “Come on, I’m not teasing you! Care to return the favor?!”

“What? Like this?” I asked, jamming my thumb onto the small nub just barely visible at the bottom of her slit. She gave a sharp intake of breath mixed with a whine at the back of her throat and arched her back, thrusting her hips into my hands.

She was like putty in my hands as I continued to circle my thumb around her clit, teasing it and flicking it interspersed with stroking up and back down her slit. Her hips continued in a dance before me, rhythmically swaying back and forth to a beat we both knew instinctually. She was getting closer, but as she went back to work on me, I feared I wouldn’t last long enough. Her workings were like heaven, and she had a big head-start over me.

I tried to ignore her tongue gliding along my length like she was dying of thirst and it was an ice-cold popsicle. I tried to ignore her muzzle poking and prodding all about my thighs and groin blasting those snorts of hot breath everywhere. I tried to focus on pleasing that little love-button under her panties, but it was all becoming too much. I could feel the pressure building deep within, and I knew I wasn’t lasting much longer.

“Rainbow, you… you’re too good at this,” I managed to gasp out. “I’m close!”

She redoubled her efforts, laying into me faster and harder than ever. Her strong, velvet soft tongue focused its attention on the underside of my member, just a little less than halfway along its length. It proved to be too much, and the dam finally broke.

I practically exploded, pleasure so intense it was nearly painful wracking my entire body. I came, hard; rope after rope of the thickest cum I’ve ever made shot out, splattering against her chest and my stomach, tying the two together with the sticky, messy strands. All the while, she continued lapping away, gently now, lovingly cleaning away the mess I was continuously making.

“Shit…” I groaned, letting the overwhelming sensation of my mind-blowing orgasm take hold of me. As long as it’d been since my last time with a woman, I was beyond pent up. My balls already felt a few pounds lighter.

As the high began to fade and my brain began somewhat working again, I felt Rainbow grinding against me, switching between grunting in frustration and whimpering with desperation. I realized that I had neglected her as I came.

I wanted to pay her back. I removed my left hand from her haunch, sliding it under the hem of her panties. My fingers quickly found her winking slit. She was so dripping wet that her body offered no resistance as I slid my middle finger inside. She was tight; far more so than I would have guessed even given her size. It felt like I was being sucked through a straw.

One that was constantly being massaged from the outside.

She was trying to draw me in, but I was already up to the joint. She was blazing hot, like her very blood was on fire as I began thrusting in and out as quickly as she’d allow. Meanwhile, my thumb continued caressing her clit.

“Ugh… Don’t stop! I’m c-close!” she moaned into my stomach. Her hindlegs kicked into the couch and her wings twitched wildly. Her whole body was restless with need, she just needed one last little push to go over the edge.

Without so much as a word of warning, I shoved a second finger into her velvet folds. I wasn’t sure it would fit at first, as tight as she was, but she welcomed it gratefully. I also started searching each side of her walls, trying to find that one special spot. I wasn’t sure if ponies even had one, but when I brushed the top of her vagina, just a couple of inches in, she gasped and her entire body shook. Knowing I had found it, I focused all my attention there.

“Ooooooooh!” she shouted. Her entire body tensed, like she was about to take off. Her marehood clamped down upon my hand so tightly that I couldn’t pull my fingers out had I wanted to, leaving me with no choice but to keep wriggling my fingertips against her g-spot.

She let out a high-pitched squeal and, had she not already been lying on top of me, she would have collapsed as the strength fled her legs. Her hips continued to spasm as her second orgasm of the night crashed into her like a tidal wave.

Fluids gushed over my fingers, dripping through her panties and pooling on my chest. I had a throw-away thought that her clothes were pretty much ruined by now and I laughed at the idea of Rarity taking them back.

When she relaxed enough that she was no longer trying to milk my fingers, I slid them out as gingerly as I could, trying not to hurt her likely oversensitive skin. With my other hand, I fixed her panties in place and pulled her shorts back up. I then gave her a pat on the bum for good measure, earning me another yelp and a tail to the face.

For Rainbow’s part, she seemed nearly dead on her hooves, figuratively speaking. She was panting even more heavily than she was when she first came over after her workout, and all her limbs were trembling.

After several minutes, she rose on shaky hooves and slowly turned herself around to face me before flopping back down. She had a dopey smile on her face, while her eyes were bleary and half-lidded.

“I can’t feel my ass,” she said, giggling stupidly. Then she gave a satisfied sigh. “Oh, it has been way too long since I’ve had my feathers ruffled. That hit the spot!”

“I hear that! Damn you’re good, Rainbow,” I said, resting back onto the couch myself, but not breaking eye contact. “By the way, is that how pony’s do blowjobs? Just licking? Not that I’m complaining or anything; just curious.”

“Well, yeah,” she said. No blushing or stammering this time. Guess once you get off on someone’s face there’s no need for embarrassment anymore. “I mean, what else is there?”

“Well, you know… You could suck it. That’s usually how humans do it. Licking is usually the build-up.”

She quirked an eyebrow at me incredulously. “How in the world does it fit?” She looked down at my shrinking member again. “Oh yeah, the size… thing. Nevermind.”

“Heh, don’t worry about it Rainbow. Like I said, I’m sure as hell not complaining. It was still great!”

“You were pretty good, yourself,” she said, smirking up at me. “That thing you did with your fingers? I’ve never felt anything that like before! Those things are the best!”

I held up my hand to the moonlight, letting it reflect off of the slick juices it was still coated in. On a whim, I took a finger into my mouth, tasting the salty muskiness of her sex. It was… actually kind of good. Sweeter than I would have expected.

Fuckin’ ponies and their weird anatomy.

I was about to take the other when she grabbed my wrist with a forehoof.

“Wait,” she said, pulling my hand closer.

She took my other wet finger within her mouth and began licking it clean. My brain skipped another beat as her tongue caressed another part of my body, though this time it was shorter lived. When my finger was clean, she released my wrist, frowning slightly.

“Eh, not bad, I guess. I like yours better,” she said.

I chuckled as I pulled her closer, idly scratching between her wings as we basked in the warmth and comfort of our bodies pressed together. She, meanwhile, traced a forehoof in small circles on my chest. It found a particularly wet patch and, after inspecting what she touched, she laughed.

“Guess I made a pretty big mess, huh?” she asked.

“Rainbow, you are welcome to make this kind of mess on me anytime,” I said and we both laughed this time. When our mirth died down, though, Rainbow regretfully began to rise.

“Well, I should get going. I have to get up early for work, and I’ve already stayed way later than I meant to.”

“Oh, come on,” I begged, wrapping an arm about her neck to keep her next to me. “You can stay here tonight. It’s not like it’ll take you any longer to get to work from here.”

“No, I really can’t,” she said, slipping out of my grasp and climbing down to the floor. I rolled to watch her, already missing her. “I left my weather schedule at home and I have to submit it tomorrow. Besides, I don’t like leaving Tank alone without letting him know where I am.”

“You have to check in with your turtle?” I asked. She picked up on my mocking tone and scowled playfully.

“Tank’s a tortoise, not a turtle, and he… doesn’t like staying alone,” she finished, mumbling.

“Alright, alright. If you have to. We’re still on for tomorrow, right? Daring Do marathon?”

“Hay yeah! I’m always up for Daring Do! I just have work and then… Oh no, tomorrow’s Friday, isn’t it?!” she asked, smacking a hoof to her forehead. “I completely forgot tomorrow was Friday. I always hang out with Scootaloo since I got off work early. Have some sister time, you know?”

“She likes Daring Do, too, right? Why not bring her along? We can all enjoy it together!”

She looked pensive, scuffing a hoof against the carpet. “I don’t know… It does sound fun, but the whole point of us hanging out is for some one-on-one time, you know? She really looks forward to it just being the two of us.”

She sighed.

“I’ll talk to her, I guess. See if she wants to hang out. I can’t make any promises, though.”

Despite my disappointment that we might not get to hang out, I wasn’t about to butt in between those two. Rainbow loves to pretend that she’s too cool to care about ponies, but that filly really means the world to her. “Well, alright, I understand. She barely knows me, and she doesn’t get much time with you. I couldn’t blame her wanting to keep you to herself.”

She smiled. “Yeah, I am pretty awesome, I know! Anyway, if she wants to hang out, we’ll be by at about four-ish. Need to get an early start if we’re going to watch them all! We’ll even bring pizza!”

“Alright, sounds like a plan! Hopefully I’ll see you tomorrow, then,” I said.

She gave me a wink and, without another word, started making for the door. About halfway there, she stopped and looked back at me.

“I think it goes without saying, but just in case: we can’t do anything while Scootaloo’s here tomorrow, okay? She’s just a filly, and I’m not running the risk of her catching us going at it,” she said.

“You mean… you want to do it again?” I asked, unbelieving.

“Hay yeah! Didn’t I tell you how good that was? Of course I wanna do it again! Besides, I wanna see what else you can do with those fingers!” she said, waggling her eyebrows suggestively. It was underscored a little by her huge eager grin, but it was flattering anyway.

“Alright, I guess I can hold off for one day,” I said, trying to sound exaggeratedly dejected. It was a little easier than I expected.

“Good,” she said.

She finished her trot to the door, and at one point I had to pull myself up onto the couch’s arm, as my eyes refused to leave her backside. I think she noticed, because as she opened the door, she gave a little wiggle that whipped her tail to the side.

“Heh, see ya later, Will!” she said, kicking the door closed behind her as she took off into the night sky.

“Night, Rainbow,” I said, even though she was long gone.

With a sigh, I plopped back onto the couch. I already felt a little bored without her around livening things up. Tomorrow couldn’t come soon enough. As I lied awake, unable to sleep, I wondered if I really would be able to make it the whole night playing nice while Scootaloo was here.

I shook it off. Rainbow and I had spent a ton of times together in the past without things being weird. Just because we’d fooled around tonight doesn’t mean we couldn’t be cool again. And besides, this was just the start. She and I had plenty of time to do whatever we wanted later.

As I lied there, thinking over everything that had just happened, and eagerly fantasizing about what the future was going to hold, I was happy that tomorrow was Friday. Carrot Top ran her market stall on Fridays, so I instead spent my time helping out around the Carousel Boutique, a local fashion shop. It was busy work, keeping me constantly moving about fetching things and dealing with customers, but it wasn’t anywhere near as physically taxing. It was a good thing, as with everything on my mind, I was going to be a while before I conked out again.

But first? I needed to change my clothes.

I stank of sex.

And stale pegasus sweat.