You were experiencing... Fear, that's right. It was fear.

In the haze that followed one of the most intensely pleasurable moments ever shared with Rainbow, you mentally blanked and responded to her question as eloquently as never. Your afterglow-addled mind couldn't put any details to it, but she essentially asked, "Well? Did you?"

To which you replied something like, "...what?"

It was impressive, in hindsight, how very like a wolf Rainbow struck you as she glared down at you, an honest growl in her throat as her magenta eyes narrowed mere inches from your own. You felt her exhalation on your lips. It was almost equally impressive how quickly you recovered and declared that no, you in fact weren't teasing her, please don't eat you in the bad way.

Her fury, however real it looked, evaporated and she grinned. "That's what I thought."

It clicked, or so you thought. Why she'd been so insistent on making the trip this weekend. Why she had just ridden you into the bed like you'd never experienced before. The apparent mood shifts. And, fool that you were as you were struck by the thought-turned-revelation, you voiced it aloud: Rainbow Dash was in heat.

"Ohh, no. That's it, the Rainbow Ride is officially closed for the next ten minutes. You and me are gonna have a little chat."

It wasn't nearly as awkward or ominous as it sounded, and you even got to enjoy her cuddling up beside you in the bed while she teased her wingtip in slow circles on your body. Apparently she'd been the target of one too many assumptions in her life and even though you proved to not be harboring one of them, she still had to address the issue before she could continue.

"So. Minotaur in the room: Yeah, I'm in 'heat' if you really wanna call it that. I mean, I'm hot all the time and don't you forget it, but it's...ugh. Anyone who isn't a pony just doesn't seem to get it at first. Everyone thinks we turn into brainless sex zombies for, like, a week," she explained, rolling her eyes. "As cool a story as that would be, if I was a brainless sex zombie I wouldn't have been able to hold myself back. But I waited. I told you where to go to get the spell put on you, and before that I even waited to tell you when I knew I could get you up here all alone. It still took a lot of discipline, though."

You gave her a skeptical look, and she answered by first giving you a playful swat across the bare chest with her wing.

"What, don't think I've got it in me? I'm gonna be a Wonderbolt, you gotta have discipline for that. Back on track. Haven't you ever had, I dunno, weeks when you wanted to bang more than other times? Like, a lot more?"

Well, who hadn't?

"It's like that. Maybe you're a little braver in bed, or you let this head do some thinking for you," she continued, her primaries stroking lower and making you stiffen in more ways than one, "and maybe you even end up in a little trouble 'cause of it, but it's still you, right? You don't hurt anypony or force 'em to do stuff they don't wanna. That's just being a jerk-ass and you'd totally deserve a mooning from Princess Celestia herself."

It was only much, much later that you realized she was referring to the old pony tale about the Mare in the Moon and the banishment that was the punishment the story spoke of. From that time until you learned better, you found the concept of being "mooned" by the Princess oddly arousing in ways it shouldn't have been. If Dash noticed at the moment, she didn't say anything. She'd finished her explanation, satisfied that you had taken it to heart, and was still combing her primaries in broad strokes from your neck to your waist, her head resting on your shoulder and your eyes taking in the room.

The cloud-stuffed bed—the one you assumed was hers, at least; you'd ask about the bunny plushie later—threatened to carry you off to a premature sleep with its comfort, but the way Rainbow was touching you made that impossible. Some spots she found would make you tense with a ticklish reaction, and others elicited a hum from your chest and a twitch from below; a little self-given reminder of just what you were here to do. You grinned and turned to her more fully, regretfully breaking the constant contact of her wing, but quite enjoying how you were now able to slide your knee higher up her inner thigh and get a purely Rainbow reaction.

"Heh. Ready for round two then, huh? Glad I didn't bore you to death with all that. Ugh, I must've sounded like some kinda egghead or something." She sounded uncomfortable at the prospect. "Lemme do something way better with my mouth to make up for it."

If you had been of the mind to object—and you weren't—she wasn't going to allow you the opportunity. She pushed you once more onto your back and got up onto all four hooves over you, that predatory air about her again as she nuzzled your cock, eyes crossing when she pulled her focus from your reactions to the object of her great interest. She didn't even seem to blink as nuzzling segued into her warm lips wrapping around your tip. Before you could even fully appreciate the damp heat of her mouth, her tongue began dancing circles around the head and then she surged down, taking every last inch inside her until her nose was pressed into your waist.

She hummed softly around you, suckling, her tongue never still for an instant even if her head was. After you reached out with both hands and began to appreciatively rub her ears between your fingertips, she finally closed her eyes with a moan that tingled to your very core. Slowly, with what must have been true effort for the speedster, she began to rock her head up and down, keeping you deep inside and keeping her ears where you could keep rubbing, but staying in motion.

As nice as it felt, after the first minute or so you started to feel mildly guilty, like you were a bit of a slacker for just letting her work on you. Rainbow gave no indication that she was tiring of giving you the most heavenly blowjob of your life, but if you knew one thing, it was that she could appreciate someone being active. You let go of her ears, and a moment later she looked up right on cue, lips popping free of your tip with a wet sound that sent shivers through you as surely as the feeling itself.

"What's up?" she asked, licking her lips and taking some evident joy in the lingering taste. You grinned playfully and made a universal 'turn around' gesture with one fingertip; no words were necessary. "Ohhhhh," she replied.

Hooves shifted the bedding under you one way and the other, and it was a bit eerie how the bed gave no sound of springs as Rainbow turned in place over you. Musings about the wonders of pegasus lifestyles quickly took a backseat to the wonder of the pegasus now presenting herself to you. Her tail dangled over your stomach, its silky and chromatic strands smooth as she moved backwards, trailing the tip up until it was under your chin. Then she flicked it aside.

Your eyes trailed up her thigh where her sky-blue coat thinned to a velvety texture and finally left only bare flesh a mild shade darker than her coat. Not that you hadn't seen her more intimate regions before, but it might as well have been the first time ever with the way you were staring hungrily. The slit that looked every bit as tight as it truly was glistened, showing more pink than usual, and if you really looked you could see evidence of having been there mere minutes ago. Whether that would ordinarily turn you off or not was immaterial as she began to lower her toned rear over you, just knowing that she was teasing you with her slow pace.

You reasoned that the slow pace must have been torturous for her, so it was perfectly justified as your hands--idle since her ears were now too far away to caress--reached up, clapped her flanks sharply and held firm, then pulled her down onto you. With a gasp, Rainbow Dash fell the last few inches squarely onto your face and the world went dark. In that stifling, damp and heated darkness you clearly heard the whump of her wings springing to full mast, and felt the shudder of anticipation that ran through her as the heavy rhythm of your breath coursed over her folds again and again. The faintest of whimpers let you know that you were already taking too long to get started.

You obliged her, tongue reaching out blindly and quickly touching searing flesh. A bit more pressure and you found that velvety fur; too far to the right. You made it count though, going up and keeping right at the edge of her folds. You could feel the heat radiating from her, and you knew she could feel you so close to her entrance, and yet so far. The instant you gave in and thrust directly into her marehood, she gave a needy little wiggle and pushed back hard, done with waiting. Your tongue speared into her moist cleft, the sweet and sexy taste of aroused filly soaking into your taste buds and making you arch and buck your hips desperately.

With an answering moan, she took you back into her muzzle, licking around the top of your cock now. To reach the really sensitive underside--the region she'd learned would quickly drive you wild--her dexterous tongue curled almost fully around you, first in one direction and then in the other, as she bobbed her head at a brisk pace, lips making that delicious slurping against your flesh as you grew slick once more from her attentions.

Your warnings that you might not last long if she didn't slow down were muffled wordlessly into her dripping tunnel, your tongue dipping fully inside of her before you retreated to nibble at her outer folds. Every few moments you suckled at her clit, savoring the way she trembled over you before delving in once more. You smacked her flank as well, much to her audible delight, and resolved to explore that new-found joy a lot more, and soon.

The pace between the two of you had grown frantic in less than moments. It was always a race with Rainbow, but this was one you would gladly run with her, again and again. She never held herself back, and so you surrendered yourself to the pleasure and let it wash over you in great waves, letting her know just how wonderful her mouth felt around you with your own groans. There was some irony in that you lasted longer with her than with anyone before, simply because you never tried to last longer. There was always an end, though.

Rainbow was getting there first, her quivering muscles starting to clench more needfully around your tongue, but at least you were right behind her. Her chest heaved against your body as she breathed heavier and faster through her nose. Each breath carried with it a slightly louder moan than the last, all muffled around your cock and humming pleasantly along its length.

Your last cry of imminent release was as frantic as you could make it sound, and then you let your body speak for you. A pressure grew at the base of your cock, which twitched hard against Rainbow's tongue. Control slipped away. Your focus became singular, and your lips wrapped around her clit, the last conscious decision you made being that Rainbow Dash was going to cum with you again. It seemed to be working; she pulled back until your tip was the only thing in her muzzle and she suckled on it relentlessly. Again you were treated to the most feminine sounds from the trembling pegasus, and with her cries filling your ears you let the last of your resistance go.

Lights flashed in your vision—still darkened by the now desperately grinding weight of Rainbow's ass upon you—and you surged into her mouth, filling her muzzle with thick gouts of seed that she didn't bother swallowing yet. She shuddered one last time as you nibbled on her clit relentlessly, and if you'd been wet before, she now left you drenched with her release. She wasn't a squirter, but when she climaxed there was always a lot of her left all over you. You eagerly lapped it from her clenching marehood as you finished erupting in her mouth.

You were spent. When she finally stood on shaky legs, your head fell back to the bed and you almost didn't open your eyes. She pulled off of you with one last wet slurp that set your oversensitive nerves on fire, and you felt her moving, turning around again, facing you. You opened your eyes to meet the playfully smug gaze you already knew was waiting, and that was when she opened her mouth and ever so carefully extended her tongue, cupped beneath a thick pool of your milky cum, one thin strand dripping to the bed.

Rainbow Dash swallowed.

Fuck.

"Oh, sweet Celestia," she groaned as she settled out on her side next to you again. You put an arm around her and pulled her close. "It's alright, you don't have to kis-"

You kissed her hard. As much as you knew your taste was still heavy on her tongue, her own nectar was on yours, and if your marefriend could stand tasting herself on you, then you'd be damned if you wouldn't give her the same courtesy. She let out a surprised squeak, but closed her eyes and melted against your lips, the dance slower now in the afterglow. When you finally parted, breathing softly together, your eyes stayed closed and your arms tightened just a bit more around Rainbow.

You'd earned this nap.

Author's Note

Spent lots of time going over this before I was something like happy with it. No regrets though, because I'm having fun, dammit!

So yeah, I definitely wanna keep going with this. At least one more round, and at a suggestion, probably some non-clop fluff...but what, exactly? I'll figure that part out and get back to you all!

-TS