To Find a Rainbow

I was surprised to find as I walked up the little cobblestone path to my cottage that the front door was ajar. As I believe most humans would assume, my first thought was that someone had broken in, but as I thought about it, that seemed unlikely. Crime is practically nonexistent in Equestria. I was the only resident in town that even bothered to lock my door as far as I knew, parents allowed their foals to wander the town unsupervised and even vendors in the marketplace would sometimes leave their stalls unattended while out to lunch. It was just that safe.

Besides, Rainbow had said she was going to meet me here and she knew where I kept my spare key. It was entirely possible that even with stopping by her cloud home she’d beaten me here. And so it was only with a small amount of lingering doubt that I let myself inside. My worries were proven to be completely in vain only moments later.

Rainbow stood in the center of my living room prancing in place, her eyes scrunched closed. She was making an honest-to-goodness squee-ing noise, and I knew she had yet to notice my presence. Before her on the coffee table was a ripped envelop under a sheet of folded paper. I could just barely make out a broken wax seal and what looked like a hoofprint in ink but little else.

“Good news?” I asked.

What Rainbow did next honestly surprised me. I expected her to be shocked and immediately try to look cool and uncaring in an effort to save face or something. As though being adorable somehow made her less cool, I don’t know. But instead, if anything she got even more excited. She threw herself through the air, wrapping her forelegs around my neck in a bone-crushing hug. She continued to squee and bounce in my arms as I returned the embrace.

“Better than good! Better than awesome!” she shouted. She pulled away and darted to the table, snatching up the letter and bringing it over. She shoved it into my hands, grinning madly. I was starting to get pretty excited myself as I smoothed out the letter and read.

Dear Ms. Rainbow Dash

We at the Wonderbolts Academy cordially invite you to audition for a place amongst the Wonderbolts Performance Team. This is your chance to show your skill before our recruitment agents as well as the Wonderbolts Captain, Major Spitfire...

“Rainbow, this is…”

“I know!” she cheered. “A chance to join the Wonderbolts! This could be it! This could finally be my chance!”

As unmanly as it is, I’ll admit I made a squee of my own as I grabbed Rainbow back in my arms and together we danced around my living room, laughing and cheering incomprehensibly. It was pure delight and celebration without aim or control but damn was it perfect. At some point we eventually ended up winded and panting on the couch, side by side with my arm around her and her hooves on my chest.

“Rainbow, this is amazing, really. I’m so happy for you; I know you’re going to do great!” I said. She nuzzled my cheek, a gesture I tried hard to return despite how unfamiliar it was. It was a pony favorite after all, and I figured I should probably get used to it.

“Thanks, Will. I’m not going to be the only one competing, though. It’s going to be open to a lot of the Reserves by the sound of it, and it’s only a month away. I don’t have a lot of time to prepare…”

“You’re like… the best flier I’ve ever seen! There’s not another pony in Equestria like you! They’d be stupid not to recruit you.”

She gave me a stare with one eyebrow raised. “Will? I could probably count on my hooves how many fliers you’ve seen. Besides me and the Squirt, how many real fliers have you watched perform?”

She kind of had me there. Most pegasi in town… well, I wouldn’t say they were bad fliers by any means, but I hadn’t seen anypony do anything like what Rainbow could do.

“I saw a stallion in the park once that wasn’t bad. Dark grey coat, teal mohawk? He was with a younger pegasus colt who might have been around Scootaloo’s age? I don’t know, I still have trouble telling,” I said rather lamely.

“You’ve watched Thunderbutt fly?”

“I wouldn’t really say ‘watch.’ I was in the park to find Rose because I was running deliveries for Carrot Top. I just happened to see the two of them as I was heading through.”

“Hmm. Yeah, he’s a member of the Wonderbolts Reserve, too. One of only three in town, along with me and one of his marefriends. Cloudchaser? Dunno if you ever met her…” I shook my head and she shrugged. “Anyway, the colt he was with was probably his little brother Rumble, and yeah, he’s about Scootaloo’s age. I wouldn’t be surprised if Rumble joined the Reserves one day, either. He was flying at an adult level by the time he was ten. Dunno how good he is nowadays, though.”

“Not as good as you, I’d wager,” I said. “I have to ask, though. ‘One of his marefriends?'”

“Yeah. He, Cloudchaser and her twin sister Flitter are a thing, apparently. I only know because they all work on the weather team with me.”

I let out an impressed sigh at that. I mean, what guy hasn’t at least idly imagined going home with twins? But I’d never known anyone who had actually done it. “So, he’s in a relationship with the both of them? How in the hell did he pull that off? Do they know he’s seeing them both?”

“Pretty sure they know they’re together, considering I saw them almost making out in public last week.”

“All three of them?!” I asked.

She looked at me, confused. “No, Cloudchaser and Flitter. Maybe I wasn’t clear. They aren’t two mares sharing a stallion, they’re a herd.” My own bafflement must have shown, as she clarified. “You know, a herd? Multiple ponies in a relationship together?”

“Ponies do that? I thought you guys got married, like the Cakes or Princess Twilight’s brother… What’s his name?”

“Shining Armor. By the way, why do you always call Twilight by her title? You know it really irritates her, don’t you?”

“Really? She never seemed to care back when I lived in the palace with her. I mean, Spike gave me some weird looks at times, but…”

“Yeah, she hates ponies treating her different just because she’s a princess. You stayed with her for what? Almost a month? Did she really never say anything?” she asked.

I thought back, trying to remember. I honestly couldn’t remember her ever seeming upset by it or anything. I felt a little guilty, though. I had never meant to upset her or make her uncomfortable, but what was I supposed to do?

“I think she asked me once or twice but I thought she was just trying to make me feel welcome or something. I mean, I was living with her. I figured she just wanted to make things a little more informal. But… she is a princess. One of the rulers of an entire nation! How am I not supposed to use her title?”

Real anger flashed through her eyes as she glared at me. “Because she’s a pony like any other? And maybe she deserves not to feel different from everypony else?”

“I’m sorry, Rainbow. I didn’t mean to upset you! I just thought it would be disrespectful if I just called her Twilight. And with everything I owe her, that’s the last thing I wanted.”

“So what do you think about me and the other girls just using her name? Do you think we’re being disrespectful?”

“No! That’s not what I meant at all! I only meant that I shouldn’t, not you or the rest of your friends.”

The hard edge left her eyes, replaced by confusion. “But why? Why only you?”

“Because I’m not one of her best friends,” I said. Rainbow seemed completely stunned by my answer, her look of confusion deepening and leaving me feeling like I needed to elaborate. “I’m just another citizen of Equestria. I’m not one of her friends, or family, or anyone who would have the right to treat her like that. But you and everyone else? You do. I mean, I’ve only known you guys for a while, but just seeing you together; I know there’s something special between you guys. The way you all act, you may as well all be family.”

The look of bemusement remained on her face long enough that I began to wonder whether I still hadn’t gotten through to her. Then she smiled and started shaking her head before devolving into a flurry of mad giggles.

“You are such a dork!” she cried between gasps for air. Her voice grew remarkably softer. “You remember that Twilight’s the Princess of Friendship, right? Everypony in Equestria is her friend, or may as well be! That’s why everypony has the right to call her by her name! And even if they weren’t her friend, she still wouldn’t care. She’s not one of those high and mighty unicorns from Canterlot with their horns shoved up their tails.”

I had to admit she had a good point. Princess Twilight, in all the –admittedly short– time I knew her always struck me as an incredibly humble and down-to-earth mare, if occasionally a little scatterbrained. It made sense that she would be the type to not like being treated special. But the little voice in the back of my head wouldn’t stop saying that just calling her Twilight wouldn’t be right. It would have been no better than walking up to the President and calling them by their name.

While I debated internally, I nearly missed Rainbow still speaking.

“And besides, you are one of Twilight’s friends. And if she were here, I know she’d be telling you the same thing. All the girls like you; even Fluttershy, and that’s saying something! I mean, I know she’s incapable of actually disliking somepony, but remember when we first met at that picnic? She said an entire sentence to you! That’s a lot for her. And didn’t she once ask you to help her put in a new cat door when the old one broke?”

I laughed to myself at the memory of the shy pegasus stumbling to ask me for help. “Yeah, I remember that. I was in the market when she asked me. She said that she had asked Applejack first but she was too busy to get to it in time. I thought it was weird that she asked me at all, considering I’d never told her that I had a little handiwork experience. In fact, the only pony I told was…” I trailed off as recognition dawned on me. “…Twilight.”

Rainbow gave a smug smile. “The same pony who got you your job at Carrot Top’s. And who introduced you to Rarity, who you also now work for.”

“Alright, alright; I get it! She’s been doing nice things for me ever since I first arrived here. She wants to be my friend. But I just…” I sighed, realizing I was losing this argument no matter what I said. Rainbow was not one to give in, no matter how much she insisted Applejack was the stubborn one. “I’ll talk to Pri-… Twilight about it sometime. Okay?”

“Good,” Rainbow said, bearing a cat-like grin. “Because arguing about Twilight is dumb and I’m pretty sure we both had something else in mind when we came back here. Actually, how’d we even get on that topic, anyway?”

“Uh… I don’t even remember. We were talking about herds, I think. Oh, you didn’t answer my question, by the way. Is that something ponies do?” I asked.

She squirmed around until she was lying on her back across my lap. “Some do. Thunderbutt and them are the only ones I know, but I remember reading Spitfire was in one once. It’s really not a big deal. Spitfire’s the Captain of the Wonderbolts, by the way,” she clarified. “Why, you interested? I’m sure we could find at least one other pony in town that’s willing to have some fun. Pinkie’s always up for a good time.”

The image of Rainbow and I on this very couch that night came to mind, only this time with Pinkie along with us. Now, I’d never really thought about Pinkie like that before, but between that curvy body of hers and that boundless enthusiasm and cheer, I couldn't deny the prospect was appealing.

I shook it from my head, though. I’d had a reason for inviting her over and I couldn't lose sight of it now.

“Actually Rainbow, that reminds me of something I wanted to ask you about. I think we need to talk. Uh, about the other night.”

Rainbow’s body tensed, her eyes flicking to the wall and away from me. “Do we really have to?”

Her hesitance scared me. A flash of panic rushed through me at the thought that I’d completely misunderstood what was happening between us. Was I reading into it something that wasn’t there? But how could I really misread sex? It wasn’t like we’d accidentally kissed or something. She’d even said she wanted to do it again.

“It all happened kind of fast. One minute we were just friends hanging out and then we were getting each other off! I just wanted to make sure we were on the same page. About what’s going on between us, you know?”

“I don’t think there’s a whole lot to talk about, is there? We fooled around. It was fun and felt pretty good. I’d like to do it again sometime. What else is there to say?”

“How about, are we… together? Are you wanting commitment or is this just sex? Or maybe, are we telling ponies about us or are we keeping it a secret? I just want to know what you want, Rainbow. I don’t want us futzing this up because we’re both expecting something different.”

With a sigh, the tension melted away from her body, but her eyes remained locked on the wall. “Alright, I guess I get ya. I just hate talking about stuff like this, you know? Like mushy stuff. I’m more of a doer rather than thinker. But look, I’m not expecting romance or anything like that. We aren’t a thing, we aren’t special someponies, and we’re definitely not committed. You’re free to see anypony you want. I just don’t want this to stop being fun, you know?”

And there it was. All those thoughts of us together just washing down the drain. So much for dinners or walks under the stars or whatever nonsense I would have enjoyed but Rainbow would have been bored to tears by.

I hated that it bothered me as much as it did. I hadn’t even considered dating Rainbow until only a few days ago and it wasn’t like I was in love with her. And yet all I could feel was disappointment. The first several months I’d lived in Ponyville, ninety percent of the town barely considered me more than an odd animal living amongst them. Even as I started socializing more and making a name for myself around town, I certainly wasn’t attracting a lot of attention from the mares. At one point I began to think that no pony would ever be interested in something as different from them as me. And then Rainbow came along and made me see it was possible.

And how lonely I was.

But I shouldn’t complain. Rainbow still found me attractive; at least enough so to want to sleep with me. So what if she didn’t want a relationship? She was still my best friend. She still cared about me, if not in the way I’d begun to hope for. And there were plenty of other mares in town. If one could find me attractive, surely another could as well?

Maybe it was time to get out again. Get myself back on the market.

But there was no reason Rainbow and I couldn’t scratch each other’s backs in the meantime, right?

A hoof suddenly touched my chest, making me realize I’d fallen silent. Rainbow looked up at me, her brow wrinkled in concern as she touched a hoof to my chest. She must have thought I was taking it badly.

“Hey, look; don’t get me wrong. It’s not that I don’t like you or anything. I do! I think you’re really cool, Will. I’m just not interesting in dating right now. And I know that totally sounds like one of those lame cop-outs, but it’s the truth. Like, Soarin’ of the Wonderbolts could walk through that door right now and ask me on a date and I’d say no. Uh, I mean… It’s not like I like Soarin’ or anything. Don’t get me wrong, he’s a nice enough guy if a bit of a goofball, but he’s so not my type. Besides, I think he and Spitfire might have been a thing…” she trailed off, grimacing as she realized her example probably didn’t work the way she wanted. “This is why I hate talking about this stuff. I always say something stupid. Anyway, you know what I mean.

“The point is, I’m just not doing the relationship thing right now. You’re… you’re cool with that, right?” she asked.

I had to carefully hide a smirk behind my hand as a truly devious idea struck me. I gave a long sigh, letting my shoulders slump like the weight of the world had fallen on me. Rainbow sat up in my lap, her bony hindlegs diggings painfully into my legs, but I think she interpreted the wince I gave as from her ‘rejecting’ me.

“Rainbow, I just thought… I thought we had something special! W-we had sex! We were supposed to get married and spend the rest of our lives together!” I said, trying my hardest to sound on the verge of sobbing. I tried to channel my old high school theatre experience, but it was really, really hard to not burst out laughing.

She gasped. “W-what?! Oh, nonono, I can’t get married! Why would having sex once lead to marriage?! Wait, is that a human thing? Is that how you do it? No wonder you’re so repressed!”

“But Rainbow, we’ve bonded our lives together!” I announced, grabbing her hooves and looking her in the eyes. “Our souls are supposed to live on as one until the end of time!”

She was beginning to breath fast and shallowly, looking to be on the verge of hyperventilating, and if her eyes got any bigger they were going to burst right out of her skull. It was probably time to put her out of her misery.

“Wha- really?!” she shouted, her voice reaching a pitch that would give even Rarity’s sister Sweetie Belle a run for her money.

“No. I’m just fucking with you,” I said. I dropped her hooves and leaned back on the couch again, watching her face.

Her brain somewhere along the line must have shut down and was in the process of rebooting as she remained staring at me in fear and shock for several moments. Long enough I considered waving a hand in front of her face to see if she was even still awake. But then within the span of half a second, several emotions flashed across her face: confusion, shock again, confusion again, anger and finally settled on an exasperated smirk. Then her right hoof collided with my chest, knocking the wind from me.

“You are such a dick!” she shouted as she punched me in the chest again, right in the same spot.

“Ow! Knock it off!” I batted her hoof away, rubbing at what was going to be a wicked bruise tomorrow.

“No! Not while you’re being a dick!” she continued ranting, trying to punch me again. I was ready that time and caught it on the arm. “I can’t believe you did that! You scared the shit outta me!”

“Yeah but it was funny, though.”

In the following minute, Rainbow and I had a staring contest. Her furious glower squared off against my self-accomplished smirk. Then there was a twitch in her left eye. A wrinkle over her nose. The slightest quiver in her bottom lip.

The dam finally broke when she snorted. We both lost it, her laughter fueling mine and mine fueling hers. I have no idea how long we sat there, giggling like lunatics, every few seconds looking at each other and starting all over again, but eventually we found ourselves breathless and panting as the moment began to pass. As she finally calmed, Rainbow stood –which was where I found out her hooves were just as bony as her legs– and braced herself with her forelegs on my shoulders.

“You are still a colossal dick, but I gotta give it to ya. That was a damn good one,” she said before leaning in to plant her lips against mine.

Right away she pushed hard against me, her every movement hungry and intense as she exerted her control over me. I didn’t fight back as I opened my mouth, allowing her tongue entry. It was a curious sensation, given pony tongues seemed to be broader than human ones. She alternated tracing the tips of my teeth and wrestling against my own tongue.

She pulled away, but not before I nibbled at her bottom lip, letting it slide between my teeth with a small pop.

“That’s another thing we’ll have to get Pinkie in on: pranking! Think how awesome that’d be!” She leaned her head down towards my lap, making me think she was going for something different until she took the hem of my shirt in her mouth. I sat up from the couch so that she could pull it over my shoulders. She continued to speak as she did, her voice coming out muffled through the fabric. “But t’at can wait t’later! I wanna have ya to m’self for now!”

With a flick of her neck, my shirt went sailing off into the room, lost to sight. She bit her lip as her hooves and eyes both slid down my chest, coming to rest at the waistband of my jeans. She paused as she considered how to get them off before doing what Rainbow Dash does when she faces an obstacle: force her way through. She bit onto the front, yanking and pulling in an effort to get the button undone and having little success. I tried to reach down to help her, but she swatted my hand away.

With a few more twists and tugs that I was half-worried would tear the button off instead of undo it, she finally managed to pop it free, only to come face to face with my zipper. One growl of frustration and several more moments of frantic struggle and my pants were sliding to the floor, leaving me in just my boxers. When Rainbow saw that, her eye twitched in a somewhat frightening manner.

“What the hay is with all these layers?!”

I shrugged while hiding another grin. “Well Rainbow, humans are like onions…” I love making references that ponies don’t get, even in spite of the weird looks they give me. Hell, sometimes I think I make them just for the weird look. Rainbow didn’t take the bait, though.

“You sure smell like one!”

“Very nice, Rainbow. Real original. Not to mention mature.”

“Yeah, I know. I’m awesome!” she said, preening herself under the ‘praise.’ A small shove while her eyes were closed sent her sprawling head over hooves onto the couch. She righted herself almost instantly and sprung back up with her wings flared. “Oh, it is on! I’ll show you mature!”

She launched herself at me, slamming me sideways onto the couch until she was hovering over me, pinning me down with a hoof on each shoulder. As well, her mouth was upon mine again before I even had time to process what had happened. She pressed into me with a mad intensity, working her lips and tongue against mine in a frenzied dance that I had no hope of keeping up with.

Which meant I just needed to even the playing field.

Of course, I knew next to nothing about pony erogenous zones. Well, beyond horns for unicorns to some degree, but that wasn’t exactly applicable here. I knew touching a pegasus’s wings had some special meaning, but as to whether it felt good or not I didn’t know. Then there were the ears and tail. Rainbow kind of liked it when I scratched behind her ears, but who knew if that was the sexy kind of good or not.

I felt completely lost, like I needed a map or something. But the last thing I wanted to do was stop Rainbow and ask what to do. I would figure something out; simple as that. And when in doubt: stick to the old standbys.

My hands went to her ass, palming those cutie marks like it was going out of style. A moan vibrated through her mouth into mine, telling me that I was off to a good start, at least. I continued digging my fingers into her squishy-yet-tough flanks, running down the red lightning bolt of her cutie mark and back up the blue. Though I wasn’t able to notice it before, she had still worked up a sweat from flying earlier, and my fingers came away with the slightest dampness.

Damn was I starting to find that hot.

Growing more bold and wanting to explore Rainbow’s body, I moved my right hand up to her wing. I hadn’t the faintest if any of it was terribly sensitive to touch, but I did know one thing. Flying as often as Rainbow did had to leave some muscles tired. And what feels better to tired muscles than a nice massage?

Now, I may not be a trained masseur like Aloe and Lotus at the Ponyville Spa, but I was pretty sure I could manage something good enough for sexy-times with Rainbow. Particularly since she didn’t go to the spa often and probably had little experience with what a professional massage would feel like. And besides, I was sure she’d like mine better anyway. The ones at the spa were far less likely to end with an orgasm or three.

I’d hope, anyway.

I’ve been missing out on the few times Rarity’s dragged me there otherwise.

I started under Rainbow’s wing with light and cautious strokes from her front to her tail. She moaned again, soft enough I felt it more than heard it, but it was there. She also lifted her wing a little, allowing me easier access. Figuring I wasn’t screwing things up too bad so far, I kept going, digging my fingers in a little deeper.

The effect was immediate, she broke our kiss and threw her head back, groaning. “Nnng, damn that’s good! Can… can you get both sides?”

No sooner had I nodded than she was all over me again. I wasted no time in paying attention to her other wing as well, even though I regretted that it meant letting go of her magnificent tail end. But if she liked it, I guess I could deal for a little while.

And liked it she did. I rubbed up and down, left to right, circles; anything and everything I could think to relieve the tension in her flight muscles. She didn’t feel particularly pent up as far as I could tell, but to be fair she did her fair share of stretches after every work out to loosen up, so it shouldn’t come as any surprise. But I did my best to make her feel as good as possible.

While I worked, her wings began to unfurl, lying limply from her sides like they were melting. As well, her tail was whipping back and forth, brushing maddeningly across my thighs. She suddenly broke away again but stayed hovering within inches of my face.

“H-hoo! Why are those fingers so cool?” she whispered. Her eyes were clenched shut and she was panting heavily. The wing massage was definitely a good idea. I was going to have to whip it out again sometime. Wondering what else might feel good for her, I reached for her tail, got a good grip of those silken strands, and gave a firm tug. Light enough I was pretty sure it wouldn’t hurt, but enough she’d feel it.

She yelped, a high-pitched thing and a massive shiver ran down her entire body. When she regained control of herself, she met me with the same determined stare she would wear right before she attempted one of her crazy flying tricks.

“Alright, no more waiting. I want this and I want it now.”

With a powerful thrust of her wings, she lifted herself into the air, dragging one of my hands with her clutched between her forelegs. Exhibiting her monumental strength for something so small, she literally pulled me up and led me down the hall towards my bedroom. Luckily I managed to get my feet under me or otherwise I might have ended up with some pretty bad carpet burns. Sure, it would have been a small price to pay for sleeping with Rainbow, but I’ll still avoid pain where I can, thank you very much.

Upon reaching my room and throwing the door open, she wasted no time in tossing me towards the bed. I was starting to feel like a ragdoll, something that wasn’t helped when she threw herself on top of me and began trying to rip my boxers off with her teeth. I figured she’d want to do it herself again, but after several minutes of failure, even she deigned to let me help.

I was naked as the day I was born, and Rainbow wasted no time in taking advantage of the fact. She flopped onto the bed by my side, wrapping her forelegs across my body and burying her muzzle into my crotch. Once again, her tongue laid into my dick fast and heavy with no semblance of pretext or easing into things. She apparently wanted to go right there and now, screw the foreplay. Sure enough, less than ten seconds of licking later found her pulling away and moving to stand next to me. She pointed her haunches at me, waving her tail end back and forth teasingly while smirking from between her legs.

“Well? You aren’t gonna leave me hangin’, are ya?” she taunted.

I didn’t need to be told twice. I got up on my knees and arranged myself behind her, taking just a moment to line things up. She was just a hair too tall for things to line up perfectly, but a pat on her ass got her attention and she bent her legs a little. I held fast just shy of touching her as I leaned down until my face was next to hers and I had to prop myself up with a hand on the mattress. I could feel waves of heat rolling off both her ends as her feathers tickled my stomach.

“Now Rainbow, I may not be the Element of Loyalty, but I’d never leave a friend hanging!” I said as I closed the distance between us and brushed my length along the sensitive flesh under her tail. She inhaled sharply at the touch, biting her lip as her body shivered again.

“You talk a big game! Why don’t you put your dick where your mouth is!” she said between gasps.

I… don’t think that came out the way she meant it. At least, I hoped she hadn’t meant that. I certainly wasn’t that flexible.

“But Rainbow, your mouth is so much better!” I said, kissing her cheek. “You’re far better with your tongue than I am with mine.”

She looked confused for a moment, until what she had said dawned on her. With a laugh, she said, “Don’t you know it! Rainbow Dash is the best at everything! Now would you hurry up and do me?!” She punctuated her demand by shoving her haunches backwards, jamming her hips against mine.

Well, I couldn’t exactly deny her when she made such an eloquent argument. I gripped her tail, thumbing her dock as I did, and pulled it aside. It took a second to line myself up; pony mares are just a little different down there than human women and I’d only had up-close experience the once. One good wink, however, might as well have been landing lights for me. With my free hand I gave her clit a tease before beginning the push in.

I vividly –and painfully– remembered Rainbow saying that I was a little smaller than the average stallion, but all the same I was a little worried about fitting. Ponies are small. Fucking small. Like, I could pick Rainbow up with one arm and carry her around if I was so inclined. And the idea of sticking a part of myself inside of her worried me even in spite of her assurances.

It was in vain, however, as beyond being damn tight, I had no problem getting in. She was wet enough that even the slight bit of teasing before had gotten me plenty lubricated. Her walls, squeezing me from all sides like a damn glove were velvety soft, pulling and undulating in an attempt to draw me ever further in until I was fully hilted, and even then her body begged for more. My balls came to rest against her, and another wink sent her clit grazing against my flesh.

Neither of us could hold back a shudder.

I did my best to slide back out through the vice grip she had on me until only my head remained inside. I paused, drawing out the moment, making her wait for it. An impatient snort, then a hoof pawing at the bed, then wiggling hips searching for just the slightest bit of stimulation. Until finally, a small whine at the back of her throat that I’m sure she didn’t want me to hear.

I slammed back in, catching her off-guard and causing her forelegs to collapse and her front end to crash into the mattress. Even as she tried to get back up, I didn’t relent, pulling back out and ramming back in twice as hard. One thrust, two, three… I refused to let up and finally she gave in and remained on the bed, gripping the covers for leverage in the crook of a forehoof.

“A-ah! Shit!” she cried out between long, low moans.

As I continued to move in and out of her, I began to notice a problem. With our position, I was having a hard time getting as deep into her as I would like. On top of that, having to crouch over her like I was, my arm and back were starting to hurt. Either I was even more out of shape than I’d thought, or spending every day working on a farm was leaving my body sore and tired.

Maybe I should take Rarity up on her spa offers more often.

Regardless, I needed to change things up. Rainbow was practically putty in my hands as I rolled her to her side, never pulling out. I could then hold one of her hindlegs against my chest and sit upright. It was far more comfortable, and by the sound of the high-pitched yelp she gave as I thrust back in, she liked me being able to reach deeper.

Another benefit of the position was that I had a free hand that I could use to further tease her. Her little nipples were just sitting there, begging to be played with, which is exactly what I did. I licked my thumb and index finger for a little lube before pinching one of those blue little nubs. I just wish there was a little more substance to them, you know? Some flesh to grope and knead. I may still really miss breasts despite not particularly caring for them much while on Earth, but I’d live. And besides, wings and tails were turning out to be pretty fun in their own right. It was also cool that I could play with Rainbow’s breasts –teats? I’d have to ask about that– and her clit simultaneously with one hand.

Try doing that for a human woman.

Eventually –far too soon for my taste– I found myself drawing closer to the point of no return. Rainbow seemed to be right behind me, but it looked like she was going to need a little more to finish. And I would be damned if I was going to get off without returning the favor.

Taking my hand off her hindleg, I shoved it back under her right wing, teasing, scratching and groping just about anything I could. I didn’t know if it would actually do any good at the moment, but it seemed to do the trick. Her wing clamped down on my hand to the point I couldn’t so much as wiggle my fingers and her hindlegs crossed above her body. A shudder ran down her walls before they suddenly clenched upon me so tightly I couldn’t have hoped to pull out had my life depended on it. But the increased tightness combined with her marehood’s continued massaging of my length was enough to throw me over the edge as well.

Rainbow’s lithe body milked me for everything I had to offer and, exhausted, I fell to her side. She seemed every bit as drained as I felt as she lied next to me, panting for breath. A rosy blush adorned her cheeks, perfectly complimenting her eyes. I took her hoof in hand, and for just a moment, we were quiet. There was no need for words, no need for any confirmation or equivocation. We simply lied there, watching each other breathe and wind down from the blissful high.

But Rainbow’s not one for enjoying a moment. “That was awesome. I knew this would be a good idea.”

I chuckled at the simplicity at which she could describe things. “What can I say? I gotta give it to you; it was a damn good idea.”

“Well, what else would you expect from t-the Rainbow Dash?” she said, still struggling to catch her breath.

Her narcissism knew no bounds, I supposed. Not that that surprised me in the slightest. “Never change, Rainbow.”

She blew a raspberry at me. “No chance of that happening. Can’t improve on perfection, you know!”

We both fell silent. Rainbow had this big goofy grin on her face like a total dork. I was really, really tempted to get my camera and take a picture of her, but… I just couldn’t. Even ignoring the fact Rainbow would never stay still once she realized what I was doing, taking a picture of how she looked right now would have… I don’t know, cheapened it or something. Like, it was a look that was meant to be enjoyed in the moment only. Trying to record it would just ruin what made it so special.

Rainbow only let her guard down so often. And I just had to enjoy those moments while I could.

Eventually we managed to get ourselves rearranged so that we were lying the right direction in the bed and under the covers with Rainbow’s back pressed pleasantly against my chest. Her tail was still twitching occasionally, tickling my stomach but I didn’t have the heart to do anything about it. I would gladly put up with it for the chance to hold her this close.

Excluding last Friday, it had been a long time since I’d shared a bed with someone. I forgot how amazing it feels to just have someone nearby. Their warmth, their touch… I wanted that back. I never wanted to go to sleep alone again. More than ever, I wanted to find a relationship.

“Rainbow? Can I ask you something?”

She gave a grunt to let me know she was listening.

“About what you said earlier. About us not being committed. Did you really mean that?” I asked.

Instead of answering right away, Rainbow was ominously silent. For a moment I thought she’d fallen asleep on me, but then she slowly rolled over and looked at me with sleepy, half-lidded eyes.

“That’s what I said, wasn’t it? You aren’t having second thoughts, are you?” she asked.

I realized then how what I’d asked must have sounded like. Like I was going for one last attempt at changing her mind while we were both riding the high of sex. That would have been pretty low, but I guess I can’t blame her for thinking that was what I was going for.

“No, I just wanted to make sure you were okay with it. ‘Cause I… I think I do want to start dating,” I said. Once upon a time, talking to a girl about my love life would have been pretty awkward, especially if said girl was someone I was sleeping with. Like I was talking about all my other options… It would have felt rude, at least. But with Rainbow… I don’t know, it was just comfortable. I’ve never really felt like I couldn’t tell her something. I was glad to find that didn’t change even after sleeping with her.

“…Yeah?” she asked, looking more interested. “Anypony particular in mind? Maybe I could be your wingmare.”

“No, nothing like that. I just… this thing between us got me thinking. When I first came to Equestria, I kinda thought… I was going to be alone. Maybe even for the rest of my life. I kept asking myself, ‘how could any pony ever be interested in something like me?’ A lot of ponies couldn’t even see me in town without looking afraid. Like they thought I might go crazy and hurt them or something. But then you showed me I was wrong. That there is still a chance for me. I just have to get out there and take it. So, in a way… you gave me hope again Rainbow. I owe you a lot. More than I could probably ever tell you.

So… Thank you, Rainbow.”

Okay, so it was a lot sappier than I had really planned on saying, but I think it still got my point across. Rainbow looked towards the ceiling, blushing and with a dopey grin on her face. It was the closest I imagine I’d ever get to a genuine emotional reaction from her. She was too cool to be emotional.

“Yeah well… It’s not that big of deal. ‘S not like I’m not getting anything out of it. But uh… you’re welcome, I guess. I know you’ll find somepony. And like I said, you need a wingmare or anything and I’m there, okay?”

“Thanks Rainbow. I know I can always count on you. All that loyalty and whatnot. And same to you; if you ever decide to get out there, you let me know and I’ll do whatever I can, okay?”

She stifled a laugh behind a hoof. “You’ll be my wingmare?”

I stifled a groan. “You know what I meant.”

With a chuckle, Rainbow rolled back around and settled herself against me once again. Silence fell, and just as I thought we were about to go to sleep, I felt her lift her head off the pillow.

“Will? Whoever you start seeing? She needs to be okay with us still hanging out, okay?”

I smiled. “Wouldn’t have it any other way, Rainbow.”

The next morning came far too early, but that’s what I get for working on a farm. Gotta get up with the sun or… things would fall apart, I guess. Whatever reason Carrot Top would feel like giving that day, at least. And so it was with some reluctance that I inhaled a deep breath of the still morning air and felt the mattress next to me, only to find…

Nothing.

The covers weren’t turned back, there were no sounds echoing throughout the empty house. Just… nothing. For the second time, I found myself waking to an empty bed.

I guess I shouldn’t have been surprised. We weren’t dating. We’d made that very clear. She had to get up for work just as early as I did, and there just wasn’t any obligation for her to stay. I sighed, throwing back the covers and sitting up, feeling sticky and somewhat grimy, but mostly satisfied.

Then the cold morning air hit and I shivered.