Author's Note

Hello? Sunset_Shimmer83? I beg your pardon - I'm still working through your special request, but I'm afraid I got a little...distracted. Might this tide you over until the delivery comes?

CONTAINS:
•Foalcon
•Pairing: Rainbow Dash and Scootaloo
•Female on female
•Consensual

Pressing Buttons [ScootaDash, Foalcon, F/F]

Well, she had earned it. And Rainbow Dash had made a promise. But did she have to be reminded in public?!

Rainbow Dash choked, reached out, and firmly pressed her hoof against Scootaloo's mouth before the filly could make this any more awkward. "Shh, shhh!" she hissed. "What are you doing? Not here!" She whipped her head around, scanning for anypony who might have heard too much. She noticed that Scootaloo hadn't backed away at all. Experienced little troublemaker, this one...

Satisfied that they were, in fact, alone at their table, the older pegasus withdrew her hoof and shot a glare at her companion. "You know better than to mention our agreement out in the open!" she whispered.

Scootaloo blinked again. "What? Why? Is it bad?"

"That's an understatement, Squirt. I told you to never tell anypony about this!"

"I'm not. I'm asking you." She smiled that innocent smile of hers. Gah.

"I mean when we aren't alone!"

"We've got the whole booth to ourselves." She added a tilt to her head. Oh jeez.

"Private setting, goofball! When there's no chance of anyone finding out!"

One blink. Two. A flash of understanding. "O-ohhh! So you mean when we go into your be-"

A hoof across the mouth. "Stop that!"

"Phtub whud?"

Rainbow Dash felt herself getting unseasonably warm. "That. You. Being you! Being so damn adorable!"

She felt rather than saw the mischievous grin emerge on Scootaloo's face. A fit of laughter shook the filly, to the point where she bent over the tabletop and nearly went head-first into her ice cream bowl. She moved enough for Rainbow Dash to get some of it smeared over her foreleg, which she didn't complain about purely because it helped calm her down. Rainbow would happily take a mess on top of a table than one under it.

Grimacing, she pulled back her hoof a second time, then took a moment to wipe off the creamy confection from her foreleg. "Yes. When we go there. That's what I mean."

Scootaloo looked back up and went right on laughing. Damn her cheeks, and those eyes, and the way her ears twitch. Rainbow Dash had no choice but to end their outing early. Luckily, Sugarcube Corner had a pay-at-the-counter policy, so nobody stopped them from simply walking out.

It was still early in the afternoon, but hey, it was the weekend. The two calmly walked around the corner, through a small alcove where they wouldn't be seen. Rainbow Dash then scooped up the filly, made a point to not look directly at her, spread her wings, and took flight. Normally, Scootaloo would be treated to zipping around town, but today's activity was something of a reserved one. Rainbow Dash wasted no time: she pumped air behind her in strong strokes, heading directly for her cloud home.

Rather than bother with the front door, she dove through her bedroom window. In a spectacular feat (that Scootaloo wished she had her eyes open for), Rainbow rolled as soon as she cleared the breach, expertly depositing Scootaloo onto the spread. The mare kept going, her roll moving beyond the edge of the mattress. She landed on all four hooves, kept her gaze directly ahead, and trotted stiffly into the nearby bathroom. She then promptly splashed water from the clouds onto her face.

"You felt me under you, huh?" Scootaloo's voice called.

She had. A distinct wet spot was smeared on Rainbow's chest, completely unrelated to the cloud water. I am burning up right now. When did it come to this?

Lilting laughter rang from the next room. "I-I can just make myself comfortable, here!"

"Stop thaaaaaat."

"What?"

"Being you!"

"Make meeeee."

All right. Enough was enough. Rainbow looked at herself in the mirror, convinced herself that the blush on her face was less than what it had been (it wasn't), splashed herself one more time for good measure, then bolted out of the bathroom at top speed. She tackled Scootaloo and pinned her to the blanket. "Fine." she playfully growled. "I'll make you."

Then she leaned down, closed her eyes, and shut up Scootaloo.

Their make-out sessions usually didn't last for long. Neither of them liked being teased. But Rainbow told herself that today, of all days, her playmate deserved to wait. Payback for embarrassing her so much. And so easily, she added. So she kept Scootaloo's hooves pinned down with her own as she explored the filly's teeth with her tongue.

Inevitably, Rainbow Dash's own excitement overtook her embarrassment. One heat was replaced with another, and she flushed for different reasons altogether. She felt Scootaloo's gentle giggles as they kissed, accompanied by rapid breathing and the tug of a victorious smile. It wasn't long before Rainbow gave one of her own while mid-kiss. Who was she kidding? She loved this.

But even so, Scootaloo insisted on pushing her buttons. Whenever they broke for a breath, the filly would reach up and kiss her first, pressing harder into each successive one. She knew that Rainbow Dash liked it when she fought for control. It made it all the more satisfying when the mare exerted her own. The thought made Scootaloo moan, which made Rainbow Dash moan, and by then Rainbow's patience was at its limit.

Finally pulling away for a proper breath, Rainbow opened her eyes to look down at her partner. Both were gasping and grinning, but one had victory dancing behind her eyes. That won't do at all, she thought. "What's that you got, there, Squirt?"

"Wh-what?"

Rainbow nodded upward, gesturing to nothing in particular. "That. Behind you."

Scootaloo turned her head slightly, just enough to bring one ear closer. Rainbow calmly leaned in again, this time catching the ear between her teeth. A shocked gasp escaped the filly, which was just what she wanted. On instinct, Scootaloo turned her head back and toward her shoulder. Rainbow Dash held on.

"N-nooo! Ahn! Ponies will see that!"

Rainbow Dash eased away from her nip. "Nah, they won't. It'll heal."

"What?" The victory was replaced by confusion. Excitement too, but that was a given.

"Yeah. You aren't goin' anywhere for the rest of the day, kiddo. Plenty of time to feel better."

Without another word, Rainbow dove back to the ear and gnawed harder. The filly jumped once again and let out a string of moans and hitching gasps. Even so, none of it was painful. Rainbow Dash was careful, knowing exactly how much she could do without going too far. Whether it came to breaking skin, or just breaking.

Scootaloo eventually gave in. She still flinched whenever Rainbow bit down hard, but otherwise she kept her eyes shut and enjoyed the odd mix of feelings. Front and center was the pinching pain from her ear, which mixed wonderfully with the flexing of her own pussy. Even the water dripping from Rainbow's face and mane was exciting. The extra tingles as the drops hit her forehead and swept across her eyelids were like sprinkles on a popular treat.

Rainbow Dash grinned again. She had been waiting for Scootaloo to relax. Now she could stop warming up.

With her teeth still clamped around Scootaloo's ear, Rainbow took one of her forelegs and reached down between them. She didn't need to see where she was going. She had already learned plenty of Scootaloo's contours. There was no hesitation as she touched her hoof to Scootaloo's snatch and began rubbing it in long, practiced strokes.

"N-ahh! Ahh!"

"Mm-hmm," Rainbow growled in response. She began to multitask: stroking Scootaloo's need with firm rubs while also gently tugging at her ear. The mix of pain and pleasure caused the filly to cry out louder and louder, eventually adding laughter to the equation. It also released more fluid for Rainbow to spread. She knew that Scootaloo liked it when she took control. Kid might press my buttons, but I can press hers just as hard.

The ear began to swell against Rainbow's tongue, so she pulled away and blew cool air on it. It was just more sensations for Scootaloo to delight in. Even with one leg still pinned, Scootaloo made no real attempts to fight back. She rolled a bit from side to side, trying to coax Rainbow Dash to touch her in different spots. Rainbow responded by stopping her strokes up the length only to firmly rub her across the gap. More moans filled the room.

"Ahn! O-oh, ahh! R-Rain-!"

Rainbow Dash pulled back her head to get a good, long look at her friend. She didn't let up on her rubbing. "You okay down there, Squirt?"

"Mmm! Ahh, yo-you..."

"Don't tell me you're already about to finish. We've only started!"

"Ah-ghn! Oh, I-I just- ohh!"

"Whatever, kid. Go ahead." Rainbow leaned back down and whispered into her victimized ear. "You've earned it."

And then, Wait, I haven't even seen her homework yet, how do I know she's-

"Oh-hah! Ahh, ahn-haha, ah, oh, OH, NGH!"

Small spurts of hot fluid were ejected from Scootaloo's body. Most were sent to either side of her, thanks to Rainbow's continuous rubbing. Some were caught entirely by the glorious hoof. A couple managed to sail high enough to land on Rainbow's stomach. All of them were accented by Scootaloo's tense whimpers as she sharply flinched and fidgeted. The last one wasn't forceful like the rest, but it was thicker than them and gently seeped out of her tunnel and stained the bed.

Rainbow's throat went dry, as it always did when she watched her filly friend finish. Hot. Hot, hot, hot, damn her, she's so hot when she does that.

It took a full minute before Scootaloo opened her eyes again. She stared at nothing, her head turned to the side, her body giving a few last fitful spasms. Her mouth opened and closed a few times - apparently her throat was parched, too. All of her breathing was through her nose.

"I'm waiting."

One blink. Two. Awareness surged back into the filly. She hadn't even noticed Rainbow Dash releasing her other limb. She gently rubbed the spot where she had been held down, then the swollen love bite on her ear. The sting made her wince, but it also made her flex. Not for the first time, Scootaloo wondered where Rainbow Dash learned all she knew.

The mare in question was sitting across from her. She was spread wide open, giving the filly a full, directed look at her core. One of her hooves was gently tugging at the top, while the other - noticeably stickier - was being given a thorough cleaning. Rainbow Dash licked slowly, intimately, pressing the flat of her tongue against her hoof and dragging it along, gathering as much of the cream as she could before quenching her thirst.

"Are you back yet?" Lick, lick, lick.