A Cold Hearth's Warming Night
Rainbow Dash flapped her wings harder as she drove through the stinging wind and snow. It was a particularly cold night, hence why she was bundled up in layers of clothing, despite the fact that it slowed her down. Now that she was off from work, she was delighted to be on her way back home. It was Hearth’s Warming Eve, and there was no way she was going to spend it anywhere else. If only the blizzard she’d been assigned to create would let up.
Just when her wing tips were starting to go numb and her wings began to feel heavy, her home in the clouds came into view. A lantern was hanging by the door to welcome her in. Touching down at her front door, Rainbow Dash grabbed the lantern and made her way inside. She was relieved to discover that her house was comfortably warm, providing much-needed solace from the elements.
“Long day at work?”
Rainbow Dash turned her head in the direction of the voice. Standing in the archway to the kitchen was a light blue pegasus with a cobalt mane and tail. In his hoof was a steaming mug of hot cocoa.
Rainbow Dash smiled. “You know it, Soarin. After the mix-up last week, management was scrambling to make sure there’s snow on the ground for tomorrow. So we were up late making a blizzard to get the snow we need and it’s absolutely freezing and is that hot chocolate for me?”
Soarin walked up to the prismatic mare and handed her the mug, which Rainbow accepted with trembling hooves. Then he placed a gentle kiss on her forehead before turning around and making his way to the living room. “I got a fire started in the fireplace,” he said over his shoulder.
“I’ll be there in a minute,” Rainbow replied with a slight blush. She then put out the lantern and removed her winter attire before making her way to the living room, sipping on her cocoa as she walked. Hot chocolate was Rainbow’s favorite drink, especially at this time of the year. Soarin, being the sweetheart that he was, knew how to make it just the way she liked it: milk, instead of water, to make it creamier, and five mini marshmallows. The hot beverage sent a wave of warmth throughout her body, heating her from within. She could still feel the effects of the biting cold from earlier, but Rainbow definitely felt better than before.
When Rainbow rounded the corner into the living room, she could see a fire burning in the hearth along the wall. Around the hearth, several presents, gift-wrapped in colorful paper, were already laid out. She glanced at the sofa facing the hearth and saw Soarin beckoning for her to come hither. He held a blanket in one of his hooves.
Setting her mug on the coffee table, Rainbow happily trotted over to her lover and climbed on top of him. Soarin then pulled the blanket on top of them both.
Rainbow sighed contentedly as she nuzzled into his muscular barrel. “Hey, Soarin?” she asked.
“Hmm?”
“I was thinking,” she muttered. “I’m still a little cold from earlier. Do you think maybe you could help me get warm?” she ashed slyly.
Soarin gave her a knowing grin. “Anything for you, Dashie,” he cooed.
Rainbow leaned in and gave Soarin a deep kiss on his muzzle. She began to grind her hips against his sheath, which was already starting to show signs of something coming out. After another minute of this, Soarin was fully erect, his penis sandwiched between their barrels. Without breaking the kiss and while still under the blanket, Rainbow began rubbing her vulva along his length. She was very quickly becoming aroused as she was getting wet and smearing the lubrication on his stallionhood.
After a few minutes had passed and Soarin was sufficiently lubricated, Rainbow slid forward, briefly breaking the kiss. She reached down with a hoof and took hold of his girth, positioning the head at her entrance. Then she lowered her hips into it, eliciting a small gasp as the head passed her labia. After pausing a moment to get used to the intrusion, Rainbow slid down his shaft, forcing groans from Soarin as she began panting.
She stopped again once she felt his medial ring against her entrance. With a mischievous smirk, she plunged her hips down, passing over his ring and taking the rest of his length in one swift motion.
“Ahhh…!” Both Rainbow and Soarin cried out at the sudden wave of pleasure that washed over them both. Deciding that she was done taking things slowly, Rainbow gripped Soarin’s shoulders in her hooves and began thrusting at a faster pace.
Soarin complied, adding his own thrusts in rhythm to Rainbow’s movements. The result was that Soarin was completely bottoming out inside Rainbow with every thrust. Meanwhile, Rainbow was in a state of bliss, crying out every time she slammed down. It wasn’t long before Soarin felt a familiar sensation building up in his loins.
“Dashie, I’m-”
Rainbow never let him finish his warning. Without missing a beat, she leaned in and kissed him again. She moaned hungrily into his mouth until she felt her own orgasm build. With a final cry, Rainbow leaned back and felt her walls contract around Soarin, groaning in delirious ecstasy as her body shuddered with pleasure.
It was all too much for Soarin to contain. With a shout, he blew his load, shooting several spurts of cum into Rainbow.
Rainbow collapsed onto Soarin, and the two just lay there, panting for breath. Once their breathing returned to normal, Rainbow slid herself off of Soarin’s shaft and let out a contented sigh.
“I’m really toasty right now,” Rainbow drawled.
Soarin chuckled. “It was my pleasure,” he responded.
“I love you, Soarin,” Rainbow murmured.
Soarin looked down and saw that she was already drifting off to sleep. He cracked a warm smile and closed his eyes, ready to go to sleep with her lying on top of him.
“I love you too, Dashie. Happy Hearth’s Warming Eve.”
