If Wishes Were Pegasi

You awaken the next morning to the delightful trilling of songbirds in a nearby tree, which curiously sound louder than usual. Your eyes still closed, you savor these fleeting moments in the transition state between consciousness and unconsciousness. A warm, brisk, late-morning breeze rustles through the treetops and makes its way through an open window, along with the radiant sunlight which casts itself onto your closed eyelids, warming them and causing you to visualize bright swirling shapes even whilst your vision is obscured. You instantly remember the wondrous night before and a smile crosses your lips.

“Mmm… Good morning, my sweet,” you contently mutter, but there is no response.

“Dash?” you call out breathily as you slowly open your eyes. There is no rainbow-maned goddess lying next to you. You open your eyes widely, stretch and yawn, calling out again.

“Dash? Where are you?”

There is still no answer. You jump up off the couch and stretch again with a much louder yawn than before, placing your front legs far in front of you and slowly bending down, feeling each vertebra in your back pop in succession. You straighten back up, shake out your disheveled mane and swish your tail a couple times before setting off to find Rainbow Dash. You’re curious as to where the pegasus pony that you had shared the most passionate night of your life with might be; the avian equine that had lit fire to your dreams for days and days, then piled a thousand pounds of dynamite on that fire by giving you a night you never thought you could have hoped for in a thousand years.

You’re a little worried when Dash doesn’t respond. After checking every room in the house, she’s nowhere to be found. You find it hard to believe that chance would bring you that close to the mare of your dreams only to rip her away from you like this. Cursing fate, you speak out loud as if someone or something might actually be listening.

“So… that’s it, huh? Just one hot and heavy dalliance and you expect me to believe I’m never to see her again?” You frown and stomp a hoof.  “Well I’m not gonna let that happen without a fight.”

You’re just about to take off out your front door when you remember one room you forgot to check.

“Oh wait, the kitchen!” You think out loud, your face lighting up, grinning as you trot toward the one place in the house you had somehow neglected to check in your frenzy to find Rainbow Dash. Your grin quickly turns back to a frown when you see the state of the kitchen. It’s an absolute mess, there are a few half-eaten food items scattered about, dirty pots and pans, open cabinets everywhere, and it looked like about half your stock of groceries for the week had been eaten. On the table, you see a hastily scrawled note sitting under a half-empty cup of apple juice.

Hey, I was STARVING when I woke up this morning, hope you don’t mind I helped myself to some breakfast. I would have stuck around, but I’ve got a lot of thinking to do. Last night was AWESOME, but I’m wondering if we might be moving too fast. As hard as it might be for you to believe, I’ve never actually been with anypony before. Also, we just met, maybe we shouldn’t be so hasty. Normally I’d go for a flight to clear my mind, but my wing still hurts too much to fly, so I’m gonna go for a walk around Ponyville and think this over. I’ll be back to talk to you by sundown. I don’t expect you to wait up for me if you have stuff to do today, it’s cool. But I do hope you’ll be around when I get back. If not, I guess I’ll catch ya later.

XOXOXO

~Dash

You unceremoniously slump over, your rump making a dull “thud” when it hits the floor. Sitting there on your haunches, staring at the note, you’re not quite sure what to make of it. You had really hoped that Rainbow Dash would still be here this morning, her beautiful face being the first thing you would see upon waking up, and that you would maybe even get to sneak in some morning kissing and cuddling with the object of your worship.

The notion of Dash having second thoughts about last night really bothers you. To you, there is absolutely no trace of doubt in your mind whatsoever about you and her. You are madly in love with this spunky young mare even though, admittedly, you haven’t had much time to really get to know her.

You let out a sigh. You DID have things that needed to be done today… but you don’t want to take a chance on not being here when Rainbow Dash returns. You’ll put your whole life on hold if you have to, even if only to speak with her one more time.

You set yourself to the task of cleaning up the kitchen. You tuck the note safely away before beginning your work, making sure not to lose it. After all, it was written by her and as silly as it seems you want to keep it forever, just in case things don’t work out between the two of you. At least you’d have something to remember her by.

You had just finished scrubbing the last of the dirty pots and pans and had put them away when you hear a knock at the front door. You nearly stumble in your haste to rush over to it, a smile on your face and a song in your heart, hoping when you open the door to see a light blue rainbow-maned pegasus pony staring back at you with that arrogant smirk that you love so much plastered on her face.

You fling the door wide open to see a pegasus pony standing there, but not the one you were desperately longing to see. Your grin fades as a dopey gray pegasus stands before you, smiling. She shoves a hoof full of mail in your face, mumbles something about muffins, and waves at you before flying away. Ponyville’s mail pony is such an oddball, but she has a way about her that always makes you smile when she makes her daily delivery to your house. Not today though. Today there is only one pony you wish to show up at your door, and you know you won’t REALLY smile until she does.

You try hard to distract yourself. Shortly after the mail pony leaves, you search a bookshelf in the corner of your modest living room for something to read, hoping it will help pass the time. You’re a bit disgruntled when you realize you’ve read every single one of these books before - some of them two or three times. You decide perhaps a quick trip to the town library might be in order. It’s still early in the day, and something tells you Rainbow Dash’s walk is gonna last for quite a while. You quickly scribble a note and tack it to your front door:

Dash – went to the library to find something to read while waiting for you to come back. I won’t be gone long, feel free to go on inside and wait for me.

You throw your saddlebags on and head for the library, leaving the door unlocked. You feel completely comfortable in doing so, after all you highly doubt that in a town like Ponyville you had much to fear. In fact, you’d be surprised if ANYPONY in this quaint little town actually bothered to lock their doors. Everypony around here is just so friendly and neighborly, you know there can’t be any thieves amongst them. When you arrive at the library, you walk in to see a purple unicorn with light lavender and pinkish highlights streaking through her dark violet mane, her muzzle buried in a book. She doesn’t even seem to notice you walk in.

“Ahem…” you clear your throat, but she doesn’t flinch.

“AHEM…” you clear your throat a little louder, but she’s still too engrossed in her book to notice.

“Excuse me!” you finally blurt out, startling the bookworm, who leaps to her hooves, her horn involuntarily shooting out a spark of magic which knocks over several books from a nearby shelf.

“NEVER sneak up on me like that!” she yells out. “Oh… I mean… hi. Is there something I can help you with?” she chuckles, slightly folding her ears back with a tinge of embarassment.

“Sorry to startle you… um… I’m just looking for a book.” You reply.

She just gives you a blank stare for a moment, not quite sure what to make of you. “No, really? I’d never have guessed” the annoyed purple pony  says, rolling her eyes. She stares at you for a moment, waiting for you to say something. “Well? What kind of book?” she urges.

“Oh, just something to pass the time. I need a good distraction, can you recommend anything?” you ask.

She thinks for a moment, and then her eyes pop open, a smile instantly appearing on her face. “I have just the thing!” she says, walking over to a book shelf, her horn coming to life with an ethereal glow and snagging a book from near the top. She drops the book at your hooves and you look down, reading the title.

Different as Night and Day: A Detailed History of the Royal Pony Sisters

You frown.

“Uh… actually, I was thinking more along the lines of some light fiction” you say, forcing a nervous smile, hoping you hadn’t insulted her.

“Oh” the unicorn replies, seeming a bit disappointed. “Hmm, I might have something here.”

She spends several minutes looking through the library before finally finding a moderately lengthy fiction book she thinks you’ll like. The title sounds intriguing, so you decide to check it out. You thank the purple pony as you turn to walk out the door. Noticing your cutie mark, she suddenly calls out to you.

“Hey wait!” she yells, trotting over to you. “I knew there was something about you that was bugging me in the back of my mind.” The look on her face is a bit disconcerting and makes you uneasy.

Puzzled and curious, you reply “Oh? What, um… what exactly do you mean?”

“Just tell me this…” she says with a raised brow,  “do you know a pegasus pony named Rainbow Dash?”

Your eyes become wide and you grin happily, nodding your head and saying “Oh yes, I definitely know Rainbow Dash!”

The purple unicorn now has a scowl on her face. Her horn glows once again, and the door slams before you can even think about running out it. It appears as though you’re not going anywhere quite yet.

“I… don’t understand…” you squeak after gulping hard.

“Dash and I are close friends. She came by this morning and she seemed quite distraught. The things she was saying were sort of cryptic, and I didn’t really understand what she was getting at. I DO remember that she described a pony JUST. LIKE. YOU. That is, before she rushed out the door, seeming on the verge of tears, which is REALLY unusual for Rainbow Dash. I noticed she couldn’t fly either” the unicorn is inches from you now, her horn at your throat.

“What. Did. You. Do. To. My. Friend?” she demands, drawing her horn ever nearer as she harshly emphasizes each word.

“What? Nothing! Oh… well, at least… ALMOST nothing… I mean… we… she and I… that is to say, me and Rainbow Dash…” you stutter, gulping hard, terrified that this unicorn is about to end you.

You don’t hear the door slowly creaking open behind you. Nor do you or the purple pony see the light-blue form as it slowly enters the room, just out of both of your peripheral vision.

“You WHAT?” the purple pony demands again.

You want to just tell her the truth, but you hesitate. You don’t have a clue how Dash would react to you making your rendezvous with her known to one of her friends, especially after the note she left you this morning showing she was clearly unsure about taking this any further. You want to scream your undying love for Rainbow Dash from every rooftop in Ponyville, but you don’t want to drive her away, which you fear might happen if you tell the purple unicorn what happened before talking to Dash. You try to talk yourself out of it the only way you can without exposing the passion-filled night you shared.

“NOTHING, okay! It was NOTHING! NOTHING at all! NOTHING happened between me and Rainbow Dash! So PLEASE stop this now. NOTHING! HAPPENED! BETWEEN! ME! AND! RAINBOW! DASH!” you insist, stomping a front hoof to emphasize each word as you are now glaring at the unicorn, hoping she doesn’t call your bluff.

You hear a voice that instantly shreds your heart into a thousand pieces.

“Wha… what?” the voice says.

You turn to see Rainbow Dash sitting on her haunches, looking at you, her mouth agape, ears flat, wings drooping to the floor. She has an unmistakably pained demeanor – the first time you’ve ever seen Dash truly in pain, and it’s enough to make you want to fall over dead for being the one that inflicted it.

“It… was NOTHING to you? What we shared last night… meant NOTHING?” the rainbow-maned mare chokes back tears.

Oh Celestia, what have I just done?

You go to her and try to nuzzle her, but she pulls away. Tears begin welling up in your eyes. You start to hate yourself, regret crashing over you like a tidal wave for not thinking about what you said more carefully. If only you could turn back time five minutes and make your past self realize Dash was standing there…

“Dash… I…” you start.

The mare’s emotions explosively transition from pain to anger in the blink of an eye.

“Well if that ain’t just like a good-for-nothing low life colt!” She says, practically spitting venom as she stands up and her wings flare in rage, a single tear streaming down her left cheek. “Use ‘em and lose ‘em, is that your game?” She raises a hoof and pokes your chest to emphasize her next statement. “Well guess what pal, THIS GIRL AIN’T PLAYIN!” she yells as she turns and bolts out the door.

Oh no… no no no NO NO NO!!!! How could this happen? It wasn’t fair. You had the mare of your dreams within your grasp, you could have been together, but in an instant it all went up in smoke because of a misunderstanding.

You rush out the door after her as fast as you can, leaving behind one very confused-looking unicorn in the library. When you get outside, you’re surprised that she’s already out of sight. Panic grips you. You run around frantically trying to find her.

“DASH??? DAAAAAAAASH???” you yell out to no avail, tears freely running down your face now.

You had just crushed your own dream. Just like that, she was gone. You spend the rest of the day running around Ponyville, searching high and low for the fiery pegasus you worship so you can set things right. You call out her name what seems like thousands and thousands of times. Your voice eventually becomes hoarse, your legs wobble beneath you from all the running you do in your desperate searching. Several ponies gather on the streets of Ponyville, staring at you, whispering amongst themselves. Finally realizing the futility of your efforts you give up, and start down a path out of town with your head hung low.

The sun begins to set on Ponyville as you sit in a meadow just on the edge of town. The clearing where, less than 24 hours ago, Rainbow Dash had personally shown you all her best moves. Where you had somehow broken the mare’s stubbornness and gotten her to accept your help after she became injured. Where you had scooped her up lovingly onto your back, determined to do everything in your power to make her better.

You look out over the clearing, up into the sky. You see a rainbow-maned apparition in the air doing all kinds of insane acrobatic stunts. Zig-zags, loop-de-loops, barrel rolls. The apparition fades as memory gives way to reality. You blink away tears from your eyes as you look toward the ground, and back up at the sky, now as empty as your soul. You collapse in the clearing, utterly exhausted from the events of the day, and fall asleep.

An hour or two later, you’re awakened by the distant sounds of soft sobbing. Daylight is all but gone. You stand up and look around, your ears tweaking in different directions trying to locate the source of the sound. At the far end of the clearing, beneath an immature apple tree that was only perhaps seven or eight feet tall, you can’t believe what you see. Rainbow Dash is sitting on her haunches staring at the ground. Her ears folded back, her wings drooping. She tries to stifle the sobs but they gradually overtake her. You’ve gotta make things right, RIGHT NOW. You might not ever get another chance.

You start toward her cautiously, worried that if she notices your approach she’ll bolt away from you again. You’re only about twenty feet away when you make the mistake of stepping on a twig and snapping it, drawing her attention almost immediately. She scowls angrily at you and turns to bolt.

“DASH!!!” you cry out in agony at the top of your lungs, making the pegasus pony stop dead in her tracks, the pain in your voice seeming to have paralyzed her preventing her from taking another step. Slowly, she turns to face you, still scowling.

“What… do YOU want?” she says angrily, sniffling a bit.

You take another step toward her but freeze in place when it appears as though this action is making her consider taking off again.

“Please… please Dash… please give me a chance to explain…” you plead sincerely, trying to force the tears back. She’s not buying it though.

“Explain what? That you don’t REALLY care about me? That you just pretended to so you could take advantage of me? I bared my heart, no, my SOUL to you, I shared things with you that I don’t share with ANYPONY, and you USED me! How COULD you?” she asks angrily, pain reflected in those piercing amethyst eyes as you stare deeply into them.

“Dash…” you whisper as you cautiously approach her, your ears flat against your head and your tail tucked flat against your rump, choosing your words carefully. “Dash, that’s not it at all… I swear to you… please… I don’t want to lose you…”

She looks around, and kicks at the ground with a front hoof in frustration.

“I’m about to take off down that road,” she nods toward a path in the distance, “and you’ll never see me again. You’ve got one minute to convince me not to.”

Even though panic and dread grip your entire being after she utters those words, you steel your nerves and force yourself to remain calm.

“Dash… I had gone to the library to get something to read… to help pass the time until you came back… When I got there, there was this purple unicorn…”

“Her name is TWILIGHT!” Dash states impatiently.

“Erm… yes… Twilight. Well, Twilight said that you had talked to her earlier this morning. I think she was under the impression that I had hurt you… or was going to hurt you…” you try to explain.

“Looks like her instincts were DEAD ON” Dash interrupts. “You have thirty seconds left.”

You are unfazed. Everything is on the line right now. No matter what Dash says you simply CANNOT falter if you’re to have any hope of salvaging the situation. You let out a deep sigh before continuing.

“She asked me what happened between us. I didn’t know what to do, I didn’t know what to say. I was terrified you’d never speak to me again if I told Twilight what was going on between you and I. After reading the note you left me, it seemed like you were unsure about us, and I didn’t think you’d want anypony to know. I panicked, and did the only thing I could think of. I denied it. Dash, the ONLY reason I said those things was because I didn’t want to jeopardize any future we might have together. I was thinking of you Dash. Of us. The timing at which you came into that library was the worst possible timing imaginable. Oh Rainbow Dash, I…” you throw yourself at her hooves, sobbing loudly and closing your eyes. “I care about you so deeply, you’re the best thing that has ever happened to me. PLEASE don’t go. Don’t let it end this way, I beg of you. I don’t know what I can do to convince you,” you gingerly kiss one of her hooves as a teardrop falls from your face onto it and you close your eyes even tighter. “If I lose you, I lose every reason I have to go on living. I know you have no reason to believe me. I know you don’t know me well enough to really be able to trust me. But Dash, from the moment I first saw you I knew, I KNEW that I would never again be complete without you in my life.”

You lie there for what seems like an eternity, expecting her to run away at any moment.

After thinking over everything you’d just said, Rainbow Dash finally speaks. She sits on her haunches and looks down at you, though your eyes don’t meet. Yours are still tightly shut, streaming tears, you expecting the worst.

“I saw the note you’d left on your door. My walk didn’t last for very long. I eager to find you and talk to you. When I saw your note, I just had to go to the library to meet up with you. When I walked into the library and saw you and Twilight like that, I assumed the worst. Especially with you being so adamant that what happened between us was… ‘nothing…’ I guess I thought that maybe you had been hitting on Twilight or something, trying to get with her, and were denying any involvement with me because of that,” she explains to you as you finally open your eyes and look up at her.

There is a moment of silence as your eyes meet, an understanding finally forming between you two, needing no words to convey the emotions you were feeling to each other. Unfathomable compassion, regret, love, pain, forgiveness.

“So… last night…” she starts again, breaking the silence.

“Was the best night of my life. A pony could live for a billion years and never even hope to come close to the level of happiness I felt when we were together last night,” you pour out your heart sincerely, your eyes locked on hers. The look of anger and pain on her face is long gone and she’s smiling at you. She leans down and tenderly nuzzles you.

“I’m sorry I doubted you,” she whispers. “I guess I have some trust issues.”

You can’t help but be touched that this epitome of confidence and coolness is, yet again, exposing her vulnerable side to you. You rise to your hooves and tackle her backward playfully. You lick the tip of her muzzle, causing Rainbow Dash to let out another one of her adorable, uncharacteristic giggles as she blushes lightly. You stare at the gorgeous  goddess beneath you, and can’t help but smile as she returns your stare, smiling back at you with her eyes half-lidded. You lean in close to her and bring your muzzle next to her ear.

“You’ll never doubt me again after what I’m about to do to you…” you whisper seductively. You’re already straddling her with your hind legs, and you wrap your front legs around her, pulling her upper body closer to you in a loving embrace which she reciprocates as you close your eyes and kiss her neck. You feel her shudder with desire and feel her tail lightly flick against your hindquarters. You slowly release a hot, steamy breath onto her neck and grin when you hear her gasp ever so slightly as you give it a playful nip.

You pull away from her and look into her eyes again, this time seeing nothing but passion and love reflected in them. You close your eyes and bring your lips to meet hers softly. Those angel-soft, velvety lips that drive you wild with their tender caress. You kiss her over and over again, slowly, savoring the taste of the lips and the warm breath of your indescribably desirable companion.

You wrap a hoof around the back of her head and delicately stroke her mane as you pull away yet again too look her deep in the eyes, which you can’t get enough of. You plant a tiny kiss on the tip of her muzzle. You gently nuzzle the side of her face and are surprised to feel a tear wet the tip of your muzzle. You lick her cheek tenderly, lapping her tears away, kissing her several times, taking your time to make sure the passion and love that is boiling over inside you is clearly transcribed on her cheek through every single kiss and subtle touch. Her wings flare out slightly, and you can feel her breathing heavily underneath you, your body rising and falling with every heated breath she takes.

“I’ll never hurt you,” You whisper into her ear.

You let your hot breath cascade onto the top of her head as you gently nibble her ear, feeling her shudder again and moan softly. You kiss the top of her head after nuzzling your way through the brightly colored tufts of mane on top of it. You continue this way for several minutes. The tender nuzzling, kissing, touching. This is what Rainbow Dash needs. She needs to see that you are after more than just sex. That you are here for her, and always will be. That Celestia herself couldn’t keep you away from her.

This is your second time being intimate with Rainbow Dash. Once again, YOUR pleasure is the furthest thing from your mind. Though it is difficult to ignore the pressure building up in a certain part of your body, you force yourself to not be completely overcome by lust. You give every square inch of Rainbow Dash’s body tender loving care. You gently kiss along her neck, down onto her chest, suckling and nipping occasionally, hitting all the spots you remember from the night before to get those adorable giggles out of her, and even finding a couple new ones as you go. By the time you reach her belly, the smell of her lust on the air is unmistakable. You inhale deeply through your nostrils and shudder with delight, the psychological high of knowing that you were getting Dash all worked up yet again just from rubbing and touching her body being all the satisfaction you need.

You venture even lower than before, letting your muzzle work its way dangerously close to her privates as you trace the inside of her back left thigh, licking, tickling, kissing, teasing... eliciting gasps, moans, and more labored breathing from the mare of your dreams. You work your way slowly all the way to the tip of her tender hoof, kissing it lightly before moving back to her belly. Rainbow Dash’s wings flare all the way out underneath her as you yet again come dangerously close to that region just beneath that prismatic tail, which at this point has become limp and slightly damp with her desire. You want nothing more than to take that train all the way south, so to speak, but yet again you resist your lustful urges. You remind yourself that there will be time for that later. Right now, you will pleasure her in every other way you can.

You gently motion for Rainbow Dash to roll over onto her belly, which she does without saying a word, her eyes closed and a look of sheer pleasure and satisfaction on her face. You straddle her back and drape yourself over her, leaning forward and once again kissing the top of her head, nipping at her ears, softly whispering sweet nothings into them. You slowly work your way down the back of her neck, warming her mane with your steamy breath as you kiss and nip all the way down to the point where her wings meet her body.

Her wings are completely flared out. You feel yourself rise and fall rapidly with every breath Rainbow Dash takes. You kiss and nuzzle the area on her back where each wing meets it. You take extra care with her still-injured left wing as you take it between your hooves and gently knead the rigid, muscly structure as Dash bites her lip and lets out a long drawn-out moan in satisfaction, her whole body shuddering again. You repeat the process with her right wing, stroking, caressing, kneading, kissing… your own moans at this point nearly synchronous with hers.

You continue adeptly massaging and caressing her wings, her lust and passion building exponentially. For the second time in less than 48 hours, every muscle in Rainbow Dash’s body tenses up, she clamps her tail down, and shudders violently as she is powerfully overcome by exquisite pleasure, her shrill whinny piercing the night disturbing many nearby slumbering creatures.

You lie next to Rainbow Dash in the middle of the clearing where she had first dazzled you with her skills such a short time ago. She is fast asleep. You gently nuzzle and kiss her, eliciting a couple soft moans from her while she sleeps peacefully curled up next to you. You had only been together for a couple of days, but already your nascent relationship had withstood its first major test, and the bond between you had grown stronger because of it.

You shift your body around, cuddling up next to Rainbow Dash closely, you nuzzle her flank and give her cutie mark a little kiss before resting your chin on top of her hindquarters just above the location of her cutie mark. You feel her do the same, resting her head on top of your hindquarters while simultaneously stretching out a wing over top of your back to shield you from the night air. You smile in unparallelled bliss as softly you whisper…

“I love you, Rainbow Dash.”