Author's Note

[Explicit] [Masturbation]
Characters: [Scootaloo] [Rainbow Dash]
By Ragabash

[NSFW] Fly by Ragabash

“Are you ready?”

“I was born ready!”

This was quite a big day for Scootaloo. It might seem like a minor thing to others, but for her, who always wished she could fly and idolized Rainbow Dash, it was something bigger.

Ever since the mare agreed to be her big sister, they often spend time together. They talked, played together or tried to make her learn how to fly. The latter wasn't very fruitful so far, though, and she could barely flutter around.

That's why Rainbow Dash had the idea to let her ride on her back. The filly might not be able to roam the sky on her own, but that was the next best thing.

But for Scootaloo, it wasn't just about flying. It was also an opportunity to be very close to her “big sister”.

“Well, then saddle up!” Dash said, kneeing down.

The pegasus filly climbed on her back and embraced her with her front hooves, holding her tightly. Without wasting any time, Rainbow Dash soared high into sky. “Waah!” Scootaloo shouted, taken aback by the high speed. She had figured that she would be slower, but she was clearly wrong.

But that only lasted until they reached a good height, where Dash stopped and began to fly around at a more reasonable speed. After recovering from the fast ascension, Scootaloo marveled at the sight around her. She took in the free air around them, the clouds that were on the same level, the height between them and the ground and how small everyone looked down there. She thought that she'd never get used to it and she didn't want to. It helped that it had been a while since the last time she was so high in the sky.

However, she also enjoyed being close to Rainbow Dash, feeling the soft hair of her coat and the underlying skin. Actually, she noticed it more, as she got more used to the flying. And slowly it started to worry her.

Rainbow Dash was her idol and her big sister. But since a while she wished she was something else too. She didn't get it at first, but was quite shocked when she realized what it was. Although in a way, it wasn't very surprising.

Scootaloo buried her face in the rainbow-colored mane. By now, she barely even cared about the flying itself. She wanted to touch Dash more, not just innocently. Still, she got worried when she noticed a wet feeling between her hindlegs. Would the mare notice it? If she did, would she comment on it? She wasn't the most empathic pony, which didn't make her any less awesome, but even she should know how embarrassing it was.

Maybe, just maybe, she would even approve? If she knew, maybe she would guide them to a nearby cloud, laying the filly down on her back and lowered herself on her...

Suddenly, Scootaloo let out a moan and immediately cursed herself for it. In her daydreaming, she subconsciously ground herself against Dash's back. That was it, there is no way that she didn't notice it.

But, nothing happened. As if she didn't register anything, Rainbow Dash continued to fly around. Did she really not notice? How couldn't she? Yet, there was no indication that she did.

That, combined with her rising arousal, made Scootaloo more daring. Holding onto the mare, she moved her hips back and forth, her pussy rubbing over her back. Her juices wet the hair underneath, making it easy to slide along.

Scootaloo tried to suppress her moans, but some slipped out. After a while, she barely cared anymore. She let herself lose in her daydreams, imaging the older pegasus eating her out, touching every part of her body with her hooves and grinding their pussies together. She wanted nothing more than to have sex with her, possibly right here in the sky.

But it was over soon. With one final grind, she reached her limit. She didn't even try to suppress her loud moan, as her body was overtaken by pleasure.

When it ended, Scootaloo was worried again. She knew that there was no way that the mare didn't notice anything. But since she didn't react, she just continued to hold onto her and enjoy the flight.

Indeed, Rainbow Dash was not ignorant. She had noticed everything the filly did, the grinding on her back, the wetness on her skin, the moan and the whispers of “Fuck me, Rainbow Dash” that she probably let out without knowing.

But she had no idea how to deal with it. She even drew out the flight because of that. How do you even react when a filly was masturbating to yourself? With you as her aid, no less? Well, aside from getting horny, which Rainbow Dash cursed.

One thing was sure: It would be a very awkward situation, when they get back on the ground.