Saviour

by Maple Sunset

Rating: mature
Tags: Sex, Human, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Rainbow Dash, Romance, Original Character
Length: 6972

Rainbow Dash x Second Person Human(you) clopfic

What had started off as a normal day goes weary as your aircraft disintegrates after breaking the sound barrier and a blur of Rainbow and Cyan saves your life. You tried to think over what went wrong, but when Rainbow Dash offers more than just a place to crash for the night, you decide to go with the flow, but you weren't expecting this.

Rainbow Dash x Second Person Human (you) clopfic

Criticism is welcome as this is my first clopfic. Might need to sharpen up further before I write anymore.

Published 2012-06-03 12:34:02 UTC
Last updated 2012-06-03 12:34:02 UTC

Saviour

You take a deep breath. The crisp morning air enters the hanger as the hanger doors open. It had been raining last night and you couldn’t have asked for it at a better time. The smell of the rainy night still lingered in the air, and it sent shivers down your spine. You loved this type of weather. Cold mornings are normally what you expect of every morning of your life. It was just..... something wonderful to look forward to.

You were to train alone today due to your lack of discipline during training the day before. One of your squadron mates had made a joke about your hair, to which you came back with a witty comeback about his mother’s face. The leader of the squadron, though warm and friendly, took his job seriously, and therefore demanded strict discipline during training. Though he had laughed at your comeback, he couldn’t deny the fact that loosening up too much after training was going to drag progress down. So he had assigned you to train alone today.

You complied, saluting him as he stood in front of you, but secretly flipping him off as you drove back home in your car. Now the weather made you feel a whole lot better, and you actually regretted giving your leader the holy finger the previous day. It’s not like he planned this on purpose, right?

Climbing up the portable staircase, you climb into the cockpit and check to see if every instrument is in working order before starting up your F-14 Tomcat fighter jet. You had this strange feeling that flying an F-14 alone would seem like a lone assault on your country, to which you laughed off before putting your helmet on. Taxiing out of the hanger onto the wet tarmac, you turn the rudder for the Tomcat to be parallel with the runway.

“Control, this is Tango Beta Three, permission to take-off.” You spoke into the headset. Your Tomcat waited on the tarmac for a little over a minute before you get a response.

“Tango Beta Three, you are clear for take-off. Have a nice day and have a safe flight.”

You chuckled. The air traffic controller you were speaking too had been working with your squadron for a little over five years, and he still couldn’t stop wishing you well. You wondered why he would still do so, considering how you’ve been a fighter pilot for quite sometime now. Maybe because you were flying alone? That might have been true, save for the fact that there were other military personnel training as well, just none of them being part of your squadron.

Pushing the throttle forward, your Tomcat accelerates down the runway and takes off into the early morning sky. It was a rather cloudless day considering how this part of the country was so close to sea. You bank left, making a 90 degree turn before continuing straight for the ocean. You had no idea what to do during this training save for the usual stuff. You had mastered the instruments, flight paths and whatnot only a few weeks shy of the deadline, whereas every other member of your squadron put it off to the last minute.

You push the throttle forward even more, accelerating to 923 kilometres per hour and flying to an altitude of roughly 5 kilometres. The world seemed to go by in a whir as you flew threw the skies. Soon enough, clouds started appearing. And you could barely make out several rainbows hiding among the clouds. You knew that your maximum speed limit was around 1173 kilometres per hour, just shy of Mach 1, the speed needed to break the sound barrier.

You had broken the sound barrier several times over the years without anyone noticing, because most of the time those sound barriers were broken, they were at sea, far away from any suburban residences and where it was safe. You decided to give it another go, after all, what’s the worst thing that could happen on such a nice morning?

You tried to recall the speed needed to achieve Mach 1, and slowly push your throttle even forward, pushing past the 1173 kilometres per hour limit set. Such a maneuver was illegal, but what the military doesn’t know doesn’t kill you. Yet.

You push past 1200 kilometres per hour, and you finally start feeling the G-forces acting upon your body as the plane started to reach subsonic speeds. You could feel your gut slowly being twisted into a knot and your stomach begin to turn over as a mach cone starts forming around nose of the Tomcat. You gun the throttle all the way to the 1225 kilometre per hour mark and slowly felt time slowing down as you broke through the sound barrier. You felt the force of the sonic boom shake your body to its core, making you want to throw up but at the same time made you adrenaline-high as you felt raw adrenaline pumping through your veins.

It was rather ironic, going so fast and yet seeing time slow down around you. Clouds seemed to span for miles when in reality you have already gone past them and more actually trail the clouds. As the clouds went by, you ponder if your jet stream was visible. Your daydreaming was cut short within seconds as you realize that getting distracted in flight at such speeds would be fatal should anything else happen.

Though your daydreaming only lasted a couple or so seconds, you failed to notice the presence of a rainbow right in front of the Tomcat. At such speeds, you assume that you could shatter the beautiful display of colours in front of your aircraft. You felt as if you wouldn’t get to enjoy shattering it though, because you were traveling too fast. That was when something weird happened.

Just as you pull back on the throttle during the penetration of the rainbow, you suddenly feel a rush air in the cockpit. You could feel the wind suddenly battering you around like being in a brawl at the local bar. You had no idea where the wind was coming from, but you knew you had to stop it. That was when you noticed that none of your flight instruments were in place, and it was just you in your seat being propelled forward, but losing altitude. You rip the helmet off, knowing that if you crashed the plastic visor on the helmet will shatter and the plastic shards would blind you.

The wind rushing from below as you continued your descend to earth as making you nauseous. Your already adrenaline-caked veins were overflowing with adrenaline as the sudden thought of death flashed into your mind. You knew the only reason this would have happened is if you accidentally pressed the ejector seat button. Or if the Tomcat disintegrated.

You opt for the latter as you rip open your parachute cord and within moments, you and your seat slowly being lowered onto the earth as you kept both hands on the parachute. The safety belt was holding you in place, so the seat wasn’t going to hinder you. You estimate your altitude drop to about 1 kilometre. You turned your head to the right and threw up this morning’s breakfast, and quite possibly last night’s dinner as well. You hadn’t seen any of your aircraft debris falling through the sky, which puzzled you. You ran calculations threw your head as you descended.

Travelling at Mach 1 at an altitude of 5 kilometres wasn’t supposed to disintegrate aircraft like the Tomcat. The Tomcat was a sturdy aircraft, and was capable of surviving an RPG strike to either of its wings. From that altitude and speed, to an altitude of 1 kilometre, and an estimated 30 kilometre per hour drop to the earth below. All within the span of, at maximum, 30 seconds.

You wondered if the human body could survive that sudden change, hoping that halfway down you’d still be alive instead of getting a heart attack. Your heart was in a good condition, thanks to all the exercises the air force requires you to pass every week. Your heart was short of an athlete’s, but now yours was pumping really hard and fast that you wouldn’t be surprised that you lapsed into cardiac arrest before your seat even touches the ground.

All thoughts were abandoned when a sudden wind change pulled you back to reality, a sudden fear crossing your face. The wind had blown you in a different direction. But it wasn’t that you were worried about. It was the parachute you were worried about. The parachute lines above you got snagged during the wind change and were now bunched up against each other, making you spin circles in an anticlockwise motion as you descended. This no doubt increase your rate of descent, but you didn’t care as you once more threw up over the side of your seat.

Being so close to the ground already, you decided to spin all the way instead of cutting the cords and pulling the reserve chute when suddenly a flash of rainbow streaks across your spinning sight, albeit in the other direction. It kept spinning around you in a blur of rainbow and cyan. Before you could analyze the situation, the seat slammed into the earth, your 30 kilometre per hour drop having accelerated to 45 kilometres per hour, and your safety belt tore, making you fall forward onto your face.

You have no idea how long you were out, but you woke up to the smell of earth close to your nose. You turned onto your back, groaning at the pain as the sunlight penetrated the treetops that were supposed to cushion your landing. You were about to check the time, when you realized your watch had stopped, most likely because of the impact. You look up, but are not able to tell the direction of the sun. You weren’t sure if it was still early morning, or late evening, because the sun was nowhere near zenith.

You decided that it was near late evening considering how you were knocked out earlier. Your survival instincts kick in as you suddenly hear sounds coming from all around you. You jumped to your feet, and took the survival kit hidden under the cushion of the cockpit seat. Grabbing it, you darted for an opening you saw that had sunlight pouring through. Bad decision. As you jumped through the opening, you felt no traction beneath your feet and before you realize it, you’re tumbling down a hill.

The hill wasn’t that big, but the tumble was enough to make your groan of pain earlier seem unnecessary compared to the pain you felt now. You sighed as the sun’s rays started receding over the horizon. You lay on your back in a snow-angel like fashion as you tried to estimate your location. You had your radio inside your survival kit, but upon activation, you heard nothing but static. Cursing, you lay back on the soft grass as stars started littering the sky.

You saw several objects flying in the sky, which you took to be insects that were just within range. You wanted to fall asleep right there and wake up, praying that whatever happened today was just a dream. But you doubted it was a dream. A dream would never be this vivid.

You heard the sound of dry twigs snapping right behind your head and you straight away roll to your right, taking your combat knife out as you turned to face whatever hazard it was that had made you roll. What you see is confusing, to say the least. You had been in the air force for years, been dispatched to many countries and came back, and you had never seen a creature so... weird.

Sitting on its rump in front of you as you hold your combat knife is a creature with a body of cyan. As you refocused your vision on the creature, you realized that it was like a horse, which the logical part of your brain denied. After all, horses didn’t come in coats of cyan, right? What was scaring you more was that the mane of the horse was that of the colour spectrum. You are immediately reminded of the rainbow you had penetrated before your Tomcat disintegrated through the skies and you ended up here.

The cyan horse was small, smaller than the average horse, which you took to be a pony. Except the cyan, rainbow-maned horse wasn’t just a pony. It had wings. You had read about such creatures in greek mythology, these ponies, or pegasi as they are called, were also present in a Walt Disney movie you had watched some time ago with your younger cousins. You think it was called Hercules. The pegasus had two large eyes, and magenta irises. She had a cute little snout, or muzzle, you weren’t sure, that stuck out like a cat’s. The thought of your cat suddenly pops up in your head. You suddenly miss the furry persian bastard that used to shit on your lawn.

Had you not been staring at the pegasus with your combat knife in your hand, you would have snickered at the thought of your cat. The pegasus didn’t seem like a normal pony, as its eyes were far too big to be that of a pony’s. What’s even more unnerving was the fact that she opened her mouth when she was done staring at you. That wasn’t as unnerving as the words that had exited its mouth.

“What the hay are you?” it enquired.

Your jaw drops and you scrambled back a few metres on your ass as you stared at the pegasus who had just spoke, your pupils gone wide and wild as you try to make sense of what was going on. What is this sorcery?! You kept your combat knife in your hand as you stared back, now shuddering in fear as the moon started to rise into the sky.

“I said, what the hay are you?” it asked again, though a bit more annoyed than before.

You couldn’t judge the gender of the pegasus as you tried to analyze its voice, and decided to assume it was female. This time you recovered enough from some of the shock to stutter a reply.

“I-I-I’m a fighter pilot working for the Royal Air Force.” you take in a deep breath as you asked the pegasus a question. “And what are you?”

She moved a few steps closer, flexing her wings as she did, almost provoking you, and spoke, “I’m Rainbow Dash. Future leader of The Wonderbolts and best young flier of Equestria! Have you not heard of me before?”

You stammered a bit. Where in the big blue potato is Equestria, and how the flapjack fridays did I even get here? You had been breaking the sound barrier earlier and now you were in Equestria, which you were sure was uncharted territory. You shook your head in response to the pegasus’ question.

She sighed. “Well then I’m not surprised, because I’ve never seen a creature of your kind before.” She eyes you from the top of your hair, down your uniform, down to your boots. You equally eye her. Eventually the eyeing stopped and you ask a question.

“Where is this place, and how come I’ve never seen creatures like you before? And how do you even speak english?” Your eyes narrowed at the last question.

The look on her face exclaims are you really that dumb? while she thinks of a way to reply to your questions. She licked her lips, and looked out a corner of her eye into an unknown object before she answered, “Equestria itself is sorta like its own country, so I don’t really understand what you mean by where this place is. And you’ve probably never seen us for the same reason we’ve never seen you before. And english is the only language one speaks in Equestria, mind you.”

You couldn’t say anything at that. By this point you had kept your combat knife back into your survival kit, not sure if a combat knife would be useful in this situation. Still on your ass, you sigh and hang your head low as you wonder how you could have gotten yourself here. What had first been a thrill ride was now biting back at you as worry starts setting in. Being in the air force taught you to remain strong, and to brave the elements should the opportunity present itself.

Then something hit you. Wasn’t there a blur of cyan and rainbow earlier as I was spiralling out of the sky earlier? You look up to the cyan pegasus with bewildered eyes as you considered the possibility that she had brought your plane down. You tried your best not to think of many thoughts at one time as you tried imagining her flying alongside a mach 1 fighter jet and breaking the sound barrier with you. You had remembered this one time you tried thinking of four things at once, which made you start feeling heat at the back of your neck.

“Hold on a second, were you the pony circling my seat earlier?” You managed to whisper.

“While you were dropping from the sky earlier? The one that threw some hard egg that almost knocked me out?” She growled.

You assume the hard egg was the helmet you ripped off your head during descent. “I was spinning out of control, yes I was the one dropping from the sky. Why were you circling around my seat earlier?”

She nodded. “That was to counter your spin earlier. You were dropping pretty fast back there.”

You thought over her logic. It seemed logical for her clockwise spinning around you to reduce the descent speed by attempting to slow your seat down. But why would she do so for a stranger? You didn’t ponder the question for long and merely shrugged. You couldn’t do much now that you were in the wild, but you could ask her to help you to the nearest town.

“Hey, can you bring me to town or anything? It’s kinda getting too dark out here, and I’m not really used to being out in the open at night. Hazards and such.” you explained.

Rainbow Dash blinked for a couple of seconds, as if snapping herself out of a trance. “Uh, yeah, the nearest town right now would be Ponyville, but I live in Cloudsdale, which... you can’t really go without a charm or something to keep you afloat on the clouds.” She managed to stammer.

The thought of you walking on clouds gave you the sudden feel of ejecting an aircraft and instead of falling to the earth, you stay airborne, like you’re floating. Then you think of that one aircraft that is capable of hovering in mid-air and you struggle to remember the name of the jet. What was it.... Ah yes, the Harrier or what your squadron calls, the Jump Jet. Though the Royal Air Force did not use Harriers, you imagine it being invigorating to just lay idle in the sky in a jet. The thought seemed thrilling.

A cough brought your mind back to the current situation, and you notice the pegasus was now roughly a metre and a half away from you. She was tilted her head to the side, as if wondering what was going through your mind when she told you about being afloat on the clouds.

She raised an eyebrow and asked, “Do you have names where you come from?”

You nodded, and told her your name. She smiled and told me her name was, “Rainbow Dash.”

You couldn’t help but smile back. A creature you just met being so warm with you even though you just met. She flaps her wings and hovers next to you as you pack up your survival kit. You glance up and she nods, leading the way.

“There’s this unicorn I know that could probably cast a cloudwalk spell for you, and she’s probably awake studying her little flank off.” She chuckled.

You shrug and continue following her. Along the way, the two of you start talking more about yourselves, from childhoods, friends, living environments, to dreams, ambitions and future plannings. Although you and Rainbow Dash were of different species, you two had a lot more in common than you or her would have expected.

Without breaking your stride, you take a canteen out from your survival kit and drink a bit of its contents as the two of you enter the Ponyville border. There was a sign that read, ‘Welcome to Ponyville!’ and written below it was ‘We hope you’ll enjoy your stay here!’ followed by the town’s population count.

The two of you walked into the nearly-deserted town as the moon hung high above your heads. It was a full moon, which was weird considering how the moon was a half moon the day before you arrived here. Finally realizing that you’re still holding your canteen, you keep it back into your bag.

“Wait here.” Rainbow Dash said.

You comply, and gaze upon the huge tree in front of you that was turned into a house. You had heard of these kind of trees before. They had a lot of trees like this in Africa, where the trucks were hollowed out to be turned into bars or houses. Rainbow Dash knocked on the door of the tree and waited for a couple of seconds. The door opened, and a pony with a horn on her head that had a coat of lavender appeared. She had dark purple hair, with several streaks of pink and magenta. You deduced she was the one Rainbow Dash said would do the cloudwalk spell.

Rainbow Dash called you over, and you strode over. The unicorn’s eyes widened as you approached.

“What the hay are you?” She asked.

You frowned, having been asked the same question already by your rainbow-maned companion. You repeat to the unicorn what you had said to Rainbow Dash earlier. She nodded and introduced herself.

“My name is Twilight Sparkle, star student of Princess Celestia.”

You nodded and Rainbow Dash spoke. “Anyway... Twilight, I was just wondering if you could perform a cloudwalk spell on my friend here. He needs a place to wash up and crash.”

“I don’t see why not. Just don’t forget to bring your friend back here so I can ask him more questions. I’ve never seen such a creature before!” Twilight exclaimed.

The unicorn gestured for you to enter the house and you comply.

“Sit there in the middle. You won’t feel anything, just a little tingly. Are you ticklish?”

“Not very.”

She nodded, and her horn started glowing light purple and sparks emitting from the end of her horn. You glance over to Rainbow Dash, who was witnessing the whole thing. You felt a slight tingle in your skin as the purple light engulfed you. The light held onto you for a couple of seconds before finally dissipating, after which you felt lighter than before.

“There you go. Now, the spell will last as long as you want. I’ve done this several times with earth ponies and they really enjoy the feeling of walking on the clouds!” Twilight giggled. “Anyway, do drop by later.”

You nod, and thank her. Rainbow Dash thanked Twilight for her help and left, you following behind her. The door shuts behind you before you realize something.

“Hey Rainbow Dash.” You called to her.

She turned around and replied with a “Hm...?”

“You live in the clouds right?”

“Well no duh... What’s the matter? Scared of heights?” She sneered.

“It’s not that. It’s just that, if you live in the clouds, how am I supposed to get up there?”

Rainbow Dash fell silent for a moment, pondering what I just said. You wonder the same thing before she broke into a grin.

“Simple! I’ll lift you up!”

You raised your eyebrows and stared at the pegasus.

“What? How is that even possible? I mean I’m bigger than you!”

Rainbow Dash glares at you, “Just because you’re bigger than me doesn’t necessarily mean you’re any stronger than I am! Give it a try and we’ll see who’s right!”

With that she grabs you by the arm and tugs up upward. At first there was no progress, and then you jumped hoping to ease Rainbow Dash’s ascent, and to your surprise, it does! Rainbow Dash suddenly lets go of you, and you had the feeling that you were gonna fall face first again, but you don’t. You were floating. As you looked at yourself in shock, you heard laughter erupted from the pegasus.

“Well I told you I could lift you up!” She exclaimed.

You facepalmed. This must have been a side effect of the cloudwalk spell. Zero mass would explain the floating, but you weren’t sure if you could propel yourself any further if you tried. Rainbow Dash stopped laughing and pulled your arm. She seemed to be dragging you across the sky to her place in the clouds.

Rainbow Dash’s house was enormous, but you shouldn’t have been surprised since clouds were abundant and you assumed that one could just take some cloud and renovate their house. There was a small pool of rainwater right outside her house, which you assumed she would bathe in once in awhile when it didn’t rain.

She let go of your arm and you landed yourself on the cloud. She pushed her door open and gestured you to enter. You enter her house and she followed. She closed the door behind her, and just as you turn around to ask her another question, she tackles you to the cloud-ground onto your back and sat on your chest. Your eyes widen at what was happening, and before you could do anything, she kisses you on the lips.

Your brain froze at the moment as you tried to grasp the reality of the situation. You're being kissed by a rainbow-maned pegasus on a floor made from clouds. That pretty much answers proves your sanity and you vow to visit the psychologist later. You lay there savouring her taste as she kissed you and could make out the taste of blueberries and peach. The peach part didn’t make sense to you, but the blueberries sure as hell did.

She broke off the kiss, and looked away, blushing furiously.

“I-I... Uhm... I’m sorry about that.” She stammered.

You didn’t feel that she needed to apologize, because it wasn’t wrong that she kissed you. Sure it was weird, but what’s wrong with being weird once in awhile? You reached a hand up and touched the side of her cheek. She flinched under the feeling of your fingers touching your face. She turned her head to face you ask you began scratching her neck, just like you used to do to your cat whenever your cat wants attention.

“Hey, there’s no need to apologize.” You push your head forward and kiss her, half-expecting her to break off and jump off you for doing so. She didn’t. You relish in the taste of blueberries. You liked blueberry tarts. They tasted good, and so did the kiss. She pushes herself back down onto you so that you can lower your head onto the floor as you kiss her.

Without warning, you feel something poking at your teeth, only to realize it was Rainbow Dash’s tongue. You permit her to enter, and her tongue met yours. You had a crazy idea and used your tongue to counter hers. Sort of like tongue-wrestling, only it was better than just that. Your tongues fought for some time before you gave up and let her dominate. You feel her tongue running across the inside of your mouth, over your teeth, your tongue, the roof of your mouth, and almost your uvula.

Soon she retreated, and you launched your counter attack. Now it was your turn to run your tongue over the inside of her mouth. The taste of blueberries seemed to fade as you explore her mouth and the taste of peaches got stronger.

As you kissed you ran your fingers through her mane, and she ran her hooves up and down your neck. Her mane was soft and silky, which was surprising considering her nature. But then again a pegasus like her would probably need such a mane to get through air resistance easily.

Amidst all the tongue wrestling and touching, you felt something wet against the bottom of your shirt. You realized it at the same time Rainbow Dash did, and Rainbow Dash pulled her head back, face blushing so furiously you could almost compare her face with her red streak of mane. She was staring at you, not sure of what to do next. Then a grin spread across her face.

“Uh.. I’m not sure if this too much to ask, but will you please do me?” With those pleading eyes and that sweet little grin of hers, how could you refuse? Before you even finished thinking, you were already nodding. She grinned and got off your body, and you could see the bottom of your shirt, and partially the middle, was wet as well. You sit up straight, wincing in pain as your boner gets held back by your pilot pants.

Rainbow Dash walked slowly, and purposefully, making sure you could eye that sweet flank of hers as she made her way towards her bedroom. You followed suit, eyeing every sway of her flank that she purposefully made as she walked. You found yourself thinking for a moment how a day of training was going to end with you in bed with a pegasus, an animal. You shoved the thought out of your brain. These ponies were certainly of a sentient race. They spoke like humans, feel like humans, heck, they even kiss like humans. You hoped that whatever was gonna go down would be different though. Like the kissing earlier that had flavour.

Rainbow Dash leapt onto her cloud bed which, though springy, made no sound when she landed upon it. She gets on all fours and playfully covers her wet pussy with her rainbow coloured tail. You grin and shut the door behind you as you enter the room and approach the mare in heat. She was giggling as you moved her tail, only for her to move it back in place.

You decided to do a trick you did to your cat back at home. Every time your cat came to your room, it’ll sit on its belly, all four paws retracted inwards and just sit there, like a shoe with a tail. You would scratch its back, right above the base of the tail, and your cat would raise its hindquarters before you playfully pushed it over and started rolling around.

You ran your hand across her back, starting from the back, all the way down to the spot right above the base of the tail. You started scratching it lightly, and you felt Rainbow Dash tremble a bit under your fingers. She let out this low moan as you continued scratching, first in circles, then around all the way down to the base of the tail. Rainbow Dash subconsciously raised her tail, revealing her swollen marehood, as you scratched further down the sides of her flanks.

She let out a sharp gasp as you suddenly insert two fingers into her wet pussy. From a gasp of surprise she went from, to a moan of pleasure as you pull your fingers out and reinsert it in slowly. You worked your fingers in and out slowly, and then the pace increased, almost rhythmically, but you knew your fingers couldn’t satisfy her that much, despite the moans of ecstasy and pussy juices leaking from her marehood.

You take your fingers out, and before Rainbow Dash could react, you replaced them with your tongue. She let out a loud squeal that she tried unsuccessfully to muffle by digging her face into one of her pillows. You move your tongue around her outer lips before venturing inside. One thing about the tongue is that it was much more flexible if one were to compare it with fingers, and judging by the sound of the deep moans that Rainbow Dash was eliciting, she agreed wholeheartedly as well.

You flexed your tongue all over inside that pussy of hers, and everywhere you could feel walls of heat and pussy juice on your tongue. As you lapped it up, the juices that had a chance to leak out were either slowly covering the spaces around your mouth, or streaming down her inner thighs. You could feel her trembling, as if nearing climax, and you quicken your tongue’s venture. You drove your face deeper inside her pussy, licking up at the inside of her vagina. A stream of hot orgasmic juices impacted your tongue before reaching your face as Rainbow Dash came. You pulled your tongue out and, with a grin, looked at Rainbow Dash.

Her head and forehooves were on the bed, as if kneeling, and her rear was just high enough, as if she was pleading you to fuck her even though she just came. Her wings were spread out far and were stiff as you traced your wet fingers across them, making Rainbow Dash shudder as she panted. She was panting heavily as the effects of her orgasm started to decrease. She turned her head around when she heard the sound of you unzipping your pants and gave you a huge grin.

Your pants dropped as she turned herself around, her head approaching your erect member. There were several drops of pre-cum leaking out of it, to which Rainbow Dash licked her lips and looked up at you, her eyes still full of lust. You nodded, and she began right away.

First she ran her tongue up your long shaft, licking up the pre-cum that was leaking out. You closed your eyes and let out a moan, to which your closed eyes did not notice the grinning Rainbow Dash. She coiled her tongue around your penis and retracted her tongue, somewhat reminding you of a snake slithering up a tree, before going back to licking the shaft. Soon her tongue went lower and lower until it reached your balls, and you let out a yelp. The feeling of her hot breath against your penis as she licks at your balls was driving you insane.

She slid her tongue back inside her mouth, and started sucking on the head of your throbbing penis, eliciting some more deep throaty moans from yourself. Had you not been so distracted with the feeling of ecstasy, you’d have seen Rainbow Dash grinning that cute little grin of hers as she sucked away.

She lowered her head further, taking in more of your penis until it reached the base, just above the balls. Her head was bobbing as her sucking began to quicken, making you elicit more moans. You could feel yourself getting close, and with the speed and skill of Rainbow Dash’s tongue, you knew you couldn’t last very long.

You had to clench your mouth shut to prevent a shout of pure relief as you shot load after load of sperm inside her mouth. She maintained the sucking even as you blew your load and took in every single shot you gave her. You sighed as you finished, and she took your penis out of her mouth, her lips licking up traces of your sperm at the bottom of her lips. There was a trickle of your seed trickling down your still erect penis, and she playfully licked it up, making you moan again.

“D-Damn...” You managed between breaths.

Rainbow Dash beamed and lay her back on the bed, wings spread out across the bed, and all four hooves bent inwards as she awaited what was to come next. You didn’t even bother asking as you practically jumped onto her, making her squeal in a mixture of both surprise and excitement. You try your best not to press your body so much against her as not to crush her, but Rainbow Dash’s hooves wrenching themselves onto your back make it hard not to. Deciding there’s no point, you lay on her and to your surprise, she didn’t seem to be experiencing the pressure you’re putting on her body.

With a grin, you pulled her head in and gave her another deep kiss before breaking it roughly five seconds later. Though only five seconds, it felt like five hours as you two kissed passionately. You look at Rainbow Dash, who nods.

“Are you really sure about this?” You knew this was what she wanted, but you still felt the urge to ask.

She nodded again, this time more rapidly as she whispered, albeit loudly, “Yes yes! This is definitely what I want! Just...please, put it in already!”

You didn’t need to hear that twice to know it was your cue. Pressing the head of your penis against her dripping wet pussy, you push it in slowly as to build suspense in Rainbow Dash as she moaned loudly for every single millimetre you put it in. With only two inches in, you thrust your whole erect member into her, making her squeal out loud with delight. You had to refrain from blowing your load just there as her hot, tight pussy engulfed your penis, and you feel Rainbow Dash’s hooves pull you in closer.

Slowly, you pull it out, like you had slowly put it in earlier. But instead of repeating slow penetration, you decided to continue on a much quicker rate. It started off slowly as with each thrust both of you savoured the feeling of pure bliss washing your senses. Then you increase your pace, feeling her inner walls heating up as you thrust. Rainbow Dash’s tongue was lolling out of her mouth, and her eyes were rolled back in their sockets, only a small trace of the magenta she had present, as she lost herself in the pleasure inflicted upon herself with each and every thrust you bestowed upon her.

With every thrust, you feel yourself inching slowly towards another climax, as was she as you could feel her walls starting to tighten further, symptoms of an impending orgasm. You speed up your thrusts, feeling your balls slap against her rump as you hammered yourself into her, this time Rainbow Dash letting out even more moans, albeit much louder and filled with much more pleasure compared to the moans she elicited earlier.

“I-I’m gonna cum!” Rainbow Dash managed between her moans.

“M-me too!” You didn’t intend for that to be a shout, but somehow that was how the words left your mouth.

“P-Please, c-cum inside me!” She moaned even further as she looked up with eyes that had a mixture of both ecstasy and plead.

You were more than happy to oblige as you continue pounding. The pounding was cut off by the Rainbow Dash’s screams of pure bliss as she orgasmed a second time that night. Her walls tightened further around your throbbing member, and that was enough to trip you over the edge. You let out a scream that you tried your best to muffle by burying your face in her chest, as you fired round after round of your sperm hose into her. She starts giggling a bit as you finished, face still buried in her chest. You got off her, and the both of you started panting from exhaustion.

A couple of minutes passed before both of your breathings stabilized and you two hugged each other. You felt envious that Rainbow Dash had wings, which she used to cover your half naked form as you two snuggled. The two of you exchange several playful kisses before you two fall asleep, arms and hooves around each other. The two of you remained sleeping as traces of sunlight started creeping over the horizon, shining in through the window, and bathing the two of you in warmth. You two know that this warmth wasn’t necessary, because the two of you were capable of keeping each other warm.

You woke up a few hours later to Rainbow Dash’s sleeping form. She was smiling in her sleep. You leaned over and kissed her on the snout, causing her to stir a bit before she opened those beautiful magenta eyes of hers.

“You know, I never really got the chance to thank you for saving me.” you whisper and kiss her on the cheek.

She blushed and said it was nothing and rubbed her face into your chest like you had earlier. “I love you.” She whispered.

You couldn’t help but grin as you lay your head on her ruffled, but soft mane, and whispered back, “I love you too.”

The two of you lay there with each other, smiling and enjoying each other’s presence. You knew you had to think of a way to get back home, but home could wait.

Happiness was here, and you wanted to savour it as much as you can.

Author's Note : Been wanting to write a clopfic like this for a while. Do note that some of the facts regarding breaking the sound barrier and the F-14 Tomcat are true, save for the part where I said it could survive an RPG strike to one of its wings. Planes can't fly with just one wing, silly :pinkiehappy:

Anyway, criticism is welcomed, and if all goes well, I might right more in the future.