Author's Note

Nopony likes military inspections, your first one is always nervewracking. This is made even worse when your marefriend/princess is overseeing it.
However, when she starts screwing with you during it? Things just reached a whole new level of suck.

by Twidashforever

An Intimate Inspection (Twidashforever)

Rainbow Dash stood tall and proud at the back of a formation full of her fellow Wonderbolts. Today was her first inspection since coming out of the Wonderbolts’ Reserve and into their full-fledged ranks. She needed to make a good impression. The Wonderbolts’ Captain, Spitfire, was personally overseeing today’s inspection.

Her uniform was dry-cleaned and pressed; her friend, Rarity, made sure the colors were pristine. Although, she did have to hover over her the entire time threatening her with a frying pan to her head if she tried to add any gems to it. After that Rarity wanted nothing more to do with Rainbow that day, so Fluttershy took her to the spa in order to make sure her mane and tail were just perfect.

Every part of her was as good as… no; better than the day she was born. She was ready for this, ready to ace her first inspection and impress her marefriend with an A plus.

That part still made her smile. Ever since the egghead, Twilight Sparkle, came to Ponyville she had always felt a certain way to her. Rainbow wrote it off at first as nothing but a minor crush, but it only grew with each passing day that she spent in Twilight’s presence.

To her eternal annoyance and gratitude, the day before Rainbow promised herself she’d ask the unicorn out, Twilight went and finished Starswirl’s spell and became an alicorn. Asking the egghead out while she was Celestia’s star pupil was one thing, asking a Princess of Equestria out was another story altogether.

She had to be cool to do that… well; she had to be about ten percent cooler than she already was to do something like that. So Rainbow waited until she was ready. While, Rainbow Danger Dash, was more than impressive in her own right, Wonderbolt Rainbow Danger Dash, was just cool enough for the task at hoof.

When Rainbow got the word that she made the active team, the first thing she did was fly up into the air and plant a kiss on Twilight. An action that - while downright radical - was a little uncool in its application.

What did surprise Rainbow was when Twilight returned said kiss. When they broke apart Twilight looked her square in the eyes, “I was wondering when you would work up the nerve to do that, Rainbow.”

The coolness factor broke the meter after that day. Twilight was her marefriend… no, Princess Twilight was her marefriend. Not that she cared all that much about titles; still, it just made everything that much more amazing.

“Open ranks, march!” Spitfire shouted. At that command the first rank took three steps forward, the second rank took two, and the third rank took one. Rainbow tensed up as the command cut through her thoughts.
“Dress right, dress!” Spitfire continued as she gave the order for them to line up.

Rainbow’s left wing shot out as her head snapped to the right. The action insured that she maintained proper distance between the ponies on each side of her.

“Ready. front!” Spitfire’s command bellowed.

Rainbow wing snapped back to her side and her eyes went directly into the back of the pony’s head in front of her. Rainbow stood proud and tall on her four hooves, she was going to ace this inspection.

“Listen up, you maggots!” Spitfire shouted. That alone was strange; there should not have been anything more to say. “Today we have a special guest; today’s inspection will be overseen by the Princess of Friendship, Princess Twilight Sparkle!”

Rainbow’s eyes went wide as out of the peripheral of her vision she saw the purple alicorn fly to the stage of the Wonderbolts’ parade ground. The newest princess simply smiled and waved at everyone as Rainbow did her best not to draw attention to herself.

“So I expect you all to impress me today!” Spitfire continued; her eyes met Rainbow’s for just a second. They all but said, ‘You more than anyone else’.

Rainbow hated being in the back of the ranks; sadly, spots were assigned by rank and time in grade. Needless to say, that put her near the end. She could only watch as Spitfire began her inspection of the first rank of Wonderbolts. The captain pointed out every single flaw she could find on each of their uniforms. At the second pegasus, she even pulled out a ruler to make sure the mare’s mane was cut to regulation length.

It wasn’t.

“You think this is a game?! You think regulations are optional?! Your flank is mine today.” Spitfire said to the mare’s face, practically spitting her venom as she did so.

Dash did her best to hold back her smile. She had no worries about any of that. Last night Twilight went through her entire coat from head to tail and trimmed it to be perfectly in regulations, she even calculated the growth rate of her fur and made sure to adjust appropriately.

‘Eggheads’, Rainbow thought with an internal smile. She was not going to break her discipline, regardless what occurred.

She almost did when she felt a slight pull on one of her right wing’s feathers. Her neck twitched as the sudden contact startled her. She wrote it off, it was most likely a bug of some sort landing on her wings.

Or so she thought until she felt it again and again. She lightly fluttered her wings in place in hopes of ‘discouraging’ whatever was causing it. It was then she felt the slight twisting and straightening of one of her primary feathers.

That settled it for her, this was not some bug, and it was not the wind. Somepony was magically preening her. For pegasus, the act of preening was an intimate act, you would normally only preen a lover or a family member. Rainbow’s initial response was of violation, that somepony was touching her without her permission.

There was only one thing that drove that thought away, ‘This is by magic’.

She was at the Wonderbolts’ parade ground just south of Cloudsdale; a parade ground that was built on a cloud. That severally limited the options of who could be responsible for such an act.

When Spitfire started down the second rank, Rainbow took a quick glance over to Twilight without moving her head.

The alicorn was levitating a pair of binoculars up with her magic, looking right at Rainbow. Rainbow mouthed a silent ‘stop’ to her marefriend in a desperate hope that she would cut it out.

She might as well been asking the wind not to blow. Last night Rainbow let Twilight help her with everything to get ready for this inspection, everything but one thing: Preening her wings. Their relationship had not yet evolved to that level and besides, Rainbow wanted to make sure it was done by somepony with years of experience. So she took care of it herself this morning before coming here.

It was something she was grateful that Twilight was not around to see. The act almost always drove her to orgasm as she manipulated each and every one of her sensitive feathers back into place.

For some reason Twilight did not have the same problem with her feathers, or if she did she never made mention of it. While Rainbow did a good job by her standards, she underestimated Twilight’s attention to detail. Twilight was using her binoculars to ‘help’ make Rainbow’s feathers line up perfectly.

At the worst possible time.

Dash purred when she felt the magic softly massage the calamus along her primary and secondary quills. The action stimulated the production of the oil her wings would naturally secrete in flight to coat the feathers and protect them. On the ground the action was akin to softly rubbing her mound from the top to the bottom.

And it responded as such. Rainbow felt wetness began to form between her hind legs. She tensed up until she remembered the one thing about all of this that she hated. She was in the back of the formation.

For the first time that day she was grateful for that fact as Twilight did not stop. Rainbow felt the magic move along the primary and secondary feathers of her right wing, slowly stimulating more and more oil production. She ‘felt’ Twilight spread the oil down the length of her feathers, stimulating every nerve ending she had in them.

Her backside was soaked through now. She didn’t even notice when Spitfire started down the third rank, not until she got to the pony directly in front of Rainbow and eyed her suspiciously.

Rainbow checked herself, there was nothing she could do to stop it so she had no choice but to do her best to ignore it.

‘Ignore it, ya right…’

When Twilight finished with her sensitive innermost feathers, Rainbow released a breath she was not aware she had held. While embarrassing, it was finally over. Or so she thought.

Somehow the mare started on the other side, the side she couldn’t even see. With the same attention to detail and tenderness she displayed with her right wing, Twilight did the left. Rainbow’s mind went blank as it lost itself in the pleasure. She used every trick she knew, she bit her tongue, squinched her eyes shut, and thought about the least sexual thing she could: Granny Smith with Mayor Mare.

It was all for naught, she felt the orgasm build up in her to a crescendo. It burst forth from its damn until she felt her entire nethers soaked though, no doubt staining her uniform as it did so.

She opened her eyes to see Spitfire staring right at her. The captain had made it all through the ranks of Wonderbolts and right to her.

“Impress me, Rainbow dash,” Spitfire said as she started looking the pony over. She noted that her uniform was perfect, her mane and coat was cut exactly in uniform. However, it was when she got to her feathers that Spitfire whistled.

“Rainbow Dash, I must say I’ve never seen wings that looked better than yours,” Spitfire said with a smile. “All you maggots listen up, if all of you took lessons from Rainbow Dash and did whatever she did to make your wings look half as good, maybe I’d actually have a reason to be proud of you!”

Rainbow’s wings glistened in the sunlight. The oil Twilight lightly applied to each and every individual feather did it’s job. “Good work, Rainbow Dash,” Spitfire said with a smile as she moved on to the next pony.

…

“Flight, dismissed!” When the final order came, Rainbow ignored all the questions the others threw her way and bee lined it straight for her marefriend. “Do you know what you did to me?!” Rainbow shouted as she angrily glared at Twilight. .

“I helped you be the most impressive one out there, Rainbow. I read that the natural oil produced by a pegasus’s wings can be used to really make their feathers shine. Properly applied that is,” Twilight said with a sly smile.

“Do you know what would have happened had somepony noticed?”

“Don’t worry,” Twilight leaned in to kiss her, “I told Rarity to use waterproof fabric when she reworked your uniform. The only way they would have noticed is if you lost your resolve.”

“Wait, you knew?” Rainbow was flabbergasted at that, Twilight didn’t just want to help her wings look their best, she wanted to bring her to ogasim. She even planned it out in advance.

“What can I say? I wanted to do it this morning, but you refused, and the book said you can only really get them to really shine by using magic. Besides, I think it’s time we take our relationship to the next level, don’t you?,” Twilight winked at Rainbow as she leaped off the stage, her tail running lightly across Rainbow’s muzzle.

Rainbow’s mind went black, ‘She watched me...’ She shook her head clear, “Oh, you’re getting it tonight, Twi.” Rainbow said with a smile as she made for the restroom. The uniform might be waterproof, but that did not make a wet flank any easier to deal with.

Rainbow vowed to return the favor ten times over that night.