Author's Note

This section of the story is written in Rainbow's perspective.

Falling For You

He set me down at the foot of my door, kneeling so that I could slide off. "Thank you...this was great." I nervously shuffled my hooves on the ground as he stood up, looking down at a very slight angle to be eye level with me.

"I'd do it again the moment you wanted to." A smile crossed his face, which brought the same to mine.

"You know when and where, Tinker." I responded, showing him I had remembered his name, and then glancing back quickly, I leaned forward, pecked his lips, and then retreated back inside my house, slamming the door a little harder than I meant to. I blush hard, sitting against the door on the floor. I...actually cared about him. For the first time in as long as I could remember...was I in love? No, no...I'd only just met him. Love comes later...and speaking of love, we had already made love, so perhaps things weren't as awkward. I still remembered that night...

I'd slipped him a pill earlier, as had I taken one. It was probably the only reason either of us were doing this. I had just kneeled before him, looking up at his face over the pulsing head of his shaft. I knew what he wanted, and I was going to give it to him. I rose a bit, leaning forward and touching my lips to the firm head. I pulled back and tightened up lips, giving it a soft kiss. My hoof, meanwhile, was sitting on his length, stroking. I pushed down a little, wetting the end of the mast with saliva. It wasn't the first cock that had been down my throat, but hopefully it was going to be the last. bobbing my head, I soon planned to push the head all the way to the back of my throat to please him. It didn't take my trained throat long to conform to the size and shape, my throat now making a soft sound as his head poked it deeply.

He set gentle hoof on my head, slowly persuading me to go faster, and deeper. His skin tasted sweet, and I wanted more. As he started to throb harder, I knew he wasn't going to last much longer. I didn't want to waste an opportunity like this, so I pulled off, and forced him back against the bed, climbing onto him. having been both drunk and high, it took a minute to line his shaft up with me. When I did, though, I didn't hesitate to drop my weight on him, our bodies smacking together with a 'wap!'. The filling feeling suddenly inside me made me gasp as I inhaled, and moan as I exhaled.

His firm hooves soon reached up to my hips, holding me in place for a minute, then picking up up again and dropping me. I let myself relax, allowing him to continue. My mane hung down in front of my face, bouncing with my body. Every inch of him inside me gave me a warm feeling that no other stallion had in a long time. Even then I knew that the next stallion wouldn't give me pleasure like this.

"I'm g-going to cum...." He groaned out, but I made no move to pull off or stop him. He suddenly changed pace, going from hard, deep slams, into quicker, more speed centered thrusts. Just the way I liked it.

I remember exactly how I felt inside when he filled me with cum.

I snap back into reality. After looking at the clock, I realized that I it was over an hour later. An odd scent was in the air, and after a moment of investigation, it turned out to be my marehood, soaking wet from the daydreams I was having. After quickly cleaning myself up, I went to sleep.

Thursday came painfully slow. I didn't even see Tinker over the next few days. When Thursday did come, though, I came to a realization.

I wanted to look good for Tinker, but, having never done so before, I had no idea how. And the only few people that I knew could help me, I hadn't told about him yet, I was too embarrassed.

I knocked on Twilight's door, face flushed completely red. She opened the door, and like herself, started freaking out, as if something had happened because I was embarrassed. After calming her down and assuring her that nothing had happened, I had to ask her.

"OkaySoIMetThisGuyAndHeWasJustAOneNightThingButThenHeWantedToStay, AndThenWeWentOnADateAndItTurnsOutILikeHimAndWe'reGoingOutOnAnotherDate Today, ButIDon'tKnowHowToLookPrettyAndINeedYouToHelp." I said this much too fast, without any breaks, and quietly. She just stared at me for a bit, unsure of what I had said.

"Look, okay...I just...I really like this guy, and we're going out on a date, but...I need your help to be pretty for him." I say, shyly, and looking away. I let my mane cover my face.

"You? On a date? R...really?" She thought for a moment, looked at me, and then smiled. "Of course I'll help you. But you have to tell me all about him..." She pulled me into her house, forced me to start talking, and got to work on me.

"So, what's his name?" She immediately asked, starting to brush my mane.

"His name is Tinker...we met at a club." She stopped brushing.

"You didn't..." She trailed off, indicating she meant sex. "...did you?"

"Well...yeah. But we were both on E, and-" She interrupted me before I got done with the sentence.

"E? You were doing it again, Dash? Did he give it to you, or have you been hanging around Vinyl again...." She gave me a stern, motherly look.

"No, no...it was Vinyl. He didn't even want it. I forced him...anyways, when I woke up the next morning, he hadn't left yet, and he asked me on a date! I...didn't want to a first...but I think I'm in love with him now, Twi..." Her stern look faded into a proud smile.

"Well then, we better make you look perfect for him. SPIKE! Bring me the bathroom stuff!... and a book on makeup!"

First we did my mane. She combed it out at first. That hurt. Then she made it look pretty, and sprayed it with something that made it stay in place. Then she sprayed it with something else that made the colors less bright, and made my hair shiny. That was really fun.

She didn't find it too amusing when I made her face shiny. And her book. And spike.

Then, she trimmed my coat. My entire coat. She took especially long on my marehood. She said she was just making it perfect, but really, I think she was admiring it.

Then she preened me. That was really nice. She used her mouth and everything. It was probably the best I've ever had. It didn't make up for the rest of it, though.

Ugh... and then we put on eye liner. It was terrifying. She said she wasn't, but I was certain that she was going to stab me right in the eyes.

She didn't, though. But we had to put it one three times because apparently I was twitching and she messed it up.

The rest of the makeup was pretty easy, though. That doesn't mean I enjoyed it.

Getting ready that night was probably one of the worst experiences of my life. Especially the eye liner. But, it was worth it for him.

It was worth it for the stallion in my bed.