"Wait, Octavia isn't going to hear, is she?" Soarin bit his lip nervously as Vinyl tugged him into her room and used her magic to shut and lock the door behind them. Even though he had just dumped a huge load into Vinyl's belly, his cock was still twitching and throbbing for more.

"Nah. That girl sleeps like a rock, dude. Come on." She smirked and tossed him onto her bed, following her normal dominant sexual behavior.

However, Soarin had already made up his mind to assert his dominance at least once that night. As soon as Vinyl crawled up on top of him, he took her by the waist and rolled her over, putting his weight on top of her and licking her nose playfully.

"Ooh... You're that horny?"

"Nah. I just love watching you be submissive." He could see Vinyl's reaction to his hot buff stallion body pinning her down and his cock sandwiched between their bellies in her eyes. Not many mares could resist getting hot and bothered by a position like that, but the fact that it was Soarin, one of the most handsome stallions in Ponyville and Cloudsdale combined, made the feeling twofold.

"Who's horny now?" Soarin chuckled at Vinyl acting like a bitch in heat. Seeing how much she wanted it just made him want it even more.

Vinyl looked a bit disappointed when he got up briefly and began rummaging through her nightstand drawer, perking her ears curiously. Her heart skipped and her asshole puckered when she saw him pull out her bottle of lube, wondering how he knew she kept it there.

Before she could register what was going on, she found herself being flipped over by Soarin's muscular arms so that she was laying on her stomach with her white soft bubble tush facing up at him. Her tail settled to the side to let him ogle over her asshole and pink-blushed pussy barely peeking between her cheeks and she looked behind her at him, his expression of a hungry animal getting her excited.

"Mmm... You have the best ass..." Soarin selfishly and instinctually reached down and groped her butt, kneading her cheeks with his fingers and spreading them apart for a better look at her nethers. He could see her marehood glistening with arousal and staining the sheets below her.

Given that she just took a shower, he saw no harm in doing something he'd secretly wanted to try for a long time. He leaned down close to her ass as she watched behind her cautiously, thinking he was about to start eating out her cunt from behind. She kept her thighs close together just so she could feel him dominantly grab them and spread them apart, but when he kept leaning in closer without doing so, she raised an eyebrow in confusion.

"Ahh!" Vinyl's eyes shot open and her ears perked when she felt his wet wriggling tongue lick over her sensitive plot hole. She felt and heard him chuckle under his breath from her reaction. "Y-you dirty b-bastard..."

Soarin wasn't sure whether or not she'd like it, but hearing her voice get shaky and her breaths grow short was all the evidence he needed as she kept her cheeks spread and continued to taste her ass.

He spread her legs a bit and gave her one long lick from the tip of her clit all the way to her ass playfully, listening to her gasp each time his tongue rolled over her sensitive areas, and decided she had enough teasing for the time being. Using one hand to keep her cheeks spread and the other to dribble some lube onto her naughty hole, he leaned forward and nibbled on her ear a bit before whispering in it.

"I hope you don't mind... I'm gonna have to fuck your ass now..." He talked dirty as Vinyl was still breathing heavily, his thick rod sandwiched between her luscious cheeks.

"Please... Please fuck my ass, Soarin... Make me your little bitch." She whispered and looked behind her into his eyes as she said it.

He couldn't help but let out an excited snort as she felt his cock double in hardness from her words against her butt.

"Fuck... Vinyl, you know how I get when you talk like that."

"I know, so just do it. J-just go ea- ooh!" Vinyl gasped and was cut off by the feeling of his rock hard throbbing head pressing against her tight hole. She knew what she was asking for when she talked to him like a submissive cock-sock, so she didn't protest. She knew she got high quality lube, so it wouldn't take much for him to slip inside no matter how big he was.

"Oh Celestia... Fuck- Aghh!" She cursed as her asshole stretched wide open to accept his flared head, causing her some initial pain. The kinky and weird feeling of something going into a hole that was designed for sending things out surprised her at first. It had been years since she last did anal and she was only doing it for him because he was a special exception. What was more surprising to her was that she felt a considerable amount of pleasure coming from her pussy even though it hadn't been touched yet. It made her feel like a slut, getting off on being fucked in the ass, but welcomed it completely.

Soarin moved his hips back and forth slowly, getting a bit deeper each time. The only thing stopping him from losing control was the fact that she was her and he cared too much about hurting her. However, once he managed to get half of his joystick inside her butt, Vinyl quickly began wanting more.

"Babe... Come on, you know you wanna go all out so do it." She smiled naughtily up at him and raised her ass in the air slightly for his convenience like an animal waiting to get impregnated.

Soarin was already too flustered to have any hesitation about obeying her and his mouth hung open in bliss as he forcefully pushed his way deeper and deeper until he finally felt her plot squish against his waist. His cock was enveloped with a sense of unbelievably tight, warm bliss and he had to close his eyes and think about flight training to keep from popping. His wings were flared out fully as he took ownership of his mare’s sweet behind.

Feeling his cock throb deep inside her made the stain beneath Vinyl's pussy wetter and darker as her hips subconsciously rubbed against the sheets, giving some stimulation to her clit.

She gasped again when he began sliding out and got hung on his flare before he popped out.

"God damn... That feels way better than I remember..." It still hurt her, but thanks to the occasional and experimental dildo-ing she gave herself, she was at least somewhat prepared.

Soarin saw her asshole, which was much wider than it was before, pulse with arousal and he wasted no time before plunging back in, popping inside and pushing all the way to his hilt before thrusting at a medium pace.

"Hahhh! Oh Luna... Ahhhn! Fuck yeah... Make me your bitch Soarin!" Vinyl moaned loudly into the sheets, feeling his strong hips and swollen balls slap against her butt each time his cock filled her up fully. She yelled out a bit too loudly, but wanted him to hear how much she really was enjoying it.

He leaned down closer to her back and kept pounding her plot, making lewd wet noises as his thick horse cock slid in and out of her. He let out all his grunts and pants into her ears and gave them the occasional nibble and bite every so often. He tried to think of something dirty and naughty to say in her ear again, but he was too caught up in his little slice of heaven to think about anything else. Her entrance tightly slid up and down his length but what he loved most was the soft squishy warm insides that enveloped him like a glove that was contoured to his shape and size. It was like no other hole he ever fucked and with each primal thrust, he found himself growing more and more addicted to it.

Vinyl reached down underneath her belly and eventually found her swollen pink lips, then immediately began rubbing them, but it was short lived before he grabbed her body and turned them both on their sides, lifting one of her legs up by the thigh without stopping or pulling out and using his other hand to reach under and around her to twist and grope one of her nipples. He knew he was going to explode inside her soon, but he showed no sign of slowing down or easing himself.

"Vinyl, I... I can't... It's too good!" He moaned out in an exasperated tone and Vinyl turned her head, pulling his forward into a passionate sex-fueled makeout session for a moment whilst her body recoiled back and forth from his humping. She knew that he wasn't going to stop until he at least gave her pussy some attention and she wanted to follow through with her intent on being his submissive fuck-toy, so she just smiled through her moans and looked him dead in the eye.

"It's okay, cum whenever you want, baby. Ahnn! Mmph..."

Soarin picked up the pace while she was in mid-sentence and before she could turn around to kiss him again, his groaning got louder and he slammed his junk all the way inside her ass, pushing hard even though there was nowhere else to go. He gave a few short involuntary thrusts inside her before gritting his teeth and bursting.

Vinyl felt his long shaft thicken and squeeze her insides as he came like a true stallion and shot thick globs of cum in her deepest parts. When his teeth dug into her neck in a playful yet gentle way and he let loose his climax moans against her, she almost came. She had to keep her hand off her quivering sex, or else the slightest touch could set her off. Even though she loved being dominant, being treated like a sex toy turned her on even more and there was nothing that made a mare feel like she was a stallions sexual property more than being love-bitten while getting bloated with semen.

"Mmphhhh! Nnghhh!" Soarin growled aggressively, his eyes shut, unable to focus on anything else as Vinyl's plot hole milked every drop from him.

Her body trembled as he kept jizzing inside, eventually making some of his snow white seed dribble out of her ass. When he was finally done, he panted similarly to when he was done with a hard workout, letting his tense body finally relax. Neither of them wanted him to pull out just yet, so they just enjoyed the feeling while it lasted.

"S-sorry, I... Hah... Kinda-"

Vinyl turned her head and kissed his lips sweetly for a moment or two to cut him off.

"Don't worry about it, babe... Hah..." Vinyl was still catching her breath, barely being able to kiss him for a few seconds before needing more air. "J-just gimme a few before you finish me off, okay? Ah!" She yelped in surprise when he slid out and popped his flared head out of her warm sanctuary, sending a thick glob of cum out behind it that rolled off her thigh and onto the sheets. Making him cum so relatively fast wasn't an issue for her whatsoever; in fact, Vinyl took it as a compliment that she could make somepony that usually took thirty minutes to climax cum in a mere three minutes.

Her ass felt sore the moment he pulled out and even though she figured she'd tough through it, she knew she'd feel it in the morning.

With a mighty groan, Vinyl sat up in bed and had to steady herself for a moment to keep from getting light headed. After giving Soarin a cute peck on the cheek, she slid out of bed and stretched her sex-worn body.

"Man, I gotta wash all this jizz off me... Be right back." She said with a giggle and winked at him before beginning to walk a bit awkwardly towards her bathroom, finding it difficult to walk straight after such a rough rutting.

Soarin grabbed the towel he brought in with him from the shower earlier and proceeded to wipe off his sex and some of the sweat he produced on his chest and back, grinning at how Vinyl was walking and knowing it was his fault. He didn't mind the momentary break since he'd need time for his stallion sacks to churn up some more seed to give her later.

As Vinyl shut the door behind her, he almost considered taking a power nap before hearing a buzz on his cell phone on the night stand.

"Wait, I thought you knew where he was!" Spitfire said with a slight inflection of annoyance as they slowly drifted down from Cloudsdale, descending onto Ponyville. The cold air whipping their faces would've made it difficult to open their eyes if not for their flight goggles. The moon hid itself reverently behind a thick layer of clouds leftover from the rainy weather earlier that day, but the two experienced flyers were trained to deal with the lack of light.

"W-Well, I... I saw him kinda flying towards that direction, but..." Rainbow pointed towards the residential section of the town off the main road.

Spitfire sighed. She didn't want to have to text him before she showed up to wherever he was. Her selfish side worried her that he was with another mare to take his pain away, but the side of her that just wanted her friend back was just glad to know he wasn't passed out in a back-alley bar whenever Rainbow pointed away from the main part of town. She spread her wings wide to slow herself down and landed softly on a cloud so she could pull out her cell.

"Heh. What happened to multi-tasking mid-flight?" Rainbow fluttered next to her teased her a bit since they were already in an informal situation; she didn't see the need for addressing her like she normally did during drills.

"Hey, I don't text and fly. Okay?" Spitfire blew her off for the moment and focused on her phone. Since most of her life was spent doing physical work with hardly any downtime, she wasn't as in-tune with technology as most other mares her age were. It took her a minute to type: "Hey, sorry I'm texting so late. Just wondering where you are." and stretched her legs while she waited for a response.

It felt odd for her to apologize. The one thing Spitfire was known for, other than being an excellent flyer and an almost cruel drill instructor, was her pride. She always viewed apologies as a sign of weakness. However, she felt as if it needed to be said.

Her phone vibrated back quicker than she expected.

"No problemo. Just staying at a friend’s house for a while." Soarin texted back, lying slightly since Vinyl wasn't just his friend anymore.

Rainbow swirled and gathered up some vapors to form another cloud next to Spitfire, sitting down whilst Spitfire stared at her phone.

"Oh, good. I'm glad you're alright. Hey, mind if I come by? I won't take long. Just haven't seen you in a while." Spitfire's heartbeat quickened as she anxiously awaited his answer.

His next reply took a little longer than his last one.

"Yeah, I guess." Even in text form, Spitfire could sense his uncertainty. "I'll meet you outside." Soarin texted her the address a second later instead of simply saying who's house it was, hoping that she'd remain ignorant of who was comforting him in order to avoid any unnecessary cat-fights. Her guilt began to swell back to life after hearing such a passive aggressive confirmation but tried to ignore it, knowing how immature it was to imply moods or tones from text on a screen.

Spitfire sighed and put her phone back in her jacket, buttoning the pocket closed.

"Alright, I'm going down there to meet him. Keep an eye out and make sure no one spots us, okay? I've already had enough media scares for one day." She sighed and didn't wait for Rainbow's answer before tilting her body forward lazily off of the cloud, free-falling for a short while before opening her wings and gliding down.

With a big stallion sigh from his nostrils, Soarin put his phone back down on the nightstand and got back up on his legs, not bothering to activate his pass-code on it since Vinyl typically wasn't the type of girl to pry into his things. He felt slightly light-headed for a moment or two and had to put a hand on the wall until his blood slowly came back into his head.

He was glad to have bought some extra clothes from his market trip earlier that day. Otherwise, he would've had to choose between his unwashed clothes from the day before that had a strong hint of musk to them or one of Vinyl's tee-shirts that would most definitely have her scent all over it. Soarin knew more than most that girls could smell another lady on a man from a mile away, especially when they were emotional like Spitfire most likely was.

As he rounded the corner out of her room, he could still hear Vinyl's shower going in the bathroom across the hall, hoping he'd have enough time before she was finished. His bare feet strode quietly through the house towards the front door.

His wings stretched high and wide, summoning a groan from the sex-worn stallion that was already starting to feel the punishment for not having practiced his flying for such a relatively long time. Spitfire's wing sounds, which Soarin could discern easily due to the lack of any sort of background noise from the eerily silent part of town, made his ears perk up as they got closer and closer to him. He couldn't see her well in the dark, almost moonless night, but he figured she could see him easily from her perspective. A little chilly breeze hit his fur and he folded his wings back up to keep them out of it. There was nothing he could do about his feet, though, and he cursed himself for not putting on any socks as the cold soil slowly made his feet feel numb.

A little smile came onto his face as Spitfire landed across the street, looking around for any civilians and making sure she wasn't being recorded by any sort of paparazzi. She returned his smile as she power-walked closer, albeit there was a strong hint of guilt behind it.

"Hey, you." Soarin said a bit affectionately and informally, figuring the need for proper manners towards his superior was well in the past. He could barely make out a pair of puffy eyes in the darkness.

Spitfire spent hours and hours mentally rehearsing what she'd say to him whenever she saw him again, but even so, she couldn't form the words she wanted to say. She stood there like a nervous high-school filly looking down at his chest in silence. She knew the second she saw his gentle sweet smile telling her it was okay, she'd burst out in sobbing right then and there. Her ears were flat to her head.

Soarin could only count the times he'd seen her like that on one hand during their entire friendship together and a part of him felt heartbroken for seeing such an otherwise strong and independent woman reduced to such a pitiful look. His heart ached to just reach out and hug her to tell her it was alright, but his mind wanted her to give him a proper apology first. He was glad that she hadn't brought up the point about which house he was staying at, hinting that she didn't know who lived there. He decided to simply leave that topic alone since it would've brought up more questions than needed.

"I- I'm sorry... For everything." Spitfire tried not to start crying again and took a deep breath, still not looking him in the eye. "I thought that maybe I could cover things up, but I couldn't and I shouldn't have tried to and I know I-" She sniffled. "I should've just came to you the second that asshole tried to blackmail me. I was just so stupid and-"

Soarin shook his head with a smile and put a hand on her shoulder to stop her as she discreetly wiped her tears from her face, but she kept going

"And if you don't want to be my friend anymore, t-then that's fine and I deserve that and-"

"Hey..." Soarin put both his hands on her shoulders that time, still looking into her eyes even though she wasn't looking at his. "You really think something silly like that is gonna make me not want to be your friend anymore? After everything we've been though? Come on now, boss." He could feel her trembling slightly. He figured she felt guilty for what she did, but he didn't know it was that bad.

"But it wasn't just something silly, I betrayed your trust and..." Spitfire gritted her teeth and desperately tried not to cry in front of him.

Soarin couldn't take any more, seeing his superior act this way was heart wrenching and he knew if he didn't console her soon, he'd start getting emotional as well. He pulled her close to him in a hug and wrapped his arms around her mid-back tightly, feeling her warm cheek brush against his.

"Stop it." He said softly as he felt her hands slowly and weakly hug him back, her trembling getting worse. "I'm okay. Yeah I was kinda hurt, but it didn't destroy me. I'm more afraid of this destroying you." He pulled back and tilted her chin up so she could look at him properly. Her eyes darted to the side quickly.

"Hey, look at me." He smiled softly and booped her nose cutely, making a small grin appear on her face.

Reluctantly, her eyes turned to meet his.

"I don't know if being in a relationship is ever going to work out between us, I'll be honest. I mean, even if we were a match made in heaven, there's still the whole intra-rank relationship rule, and the media would be up our ass the whole time. Plus, if something like this happened down the road and we were together..." Soarin said honestly.

"Y-yeah... We'd be more like those stupid reality show celebrities instead of Wonderbolts."

Soarin chuckled a little, glad that she understood where he was coming from and that she was selfless enough to recognize it objectively.

"But absolutely nothing is going to be able to come between our friendship. Alright? You know I'll always forgive you for silly stuff like this."

Spitfire's eyes watered a little more, but that time it wasn't from sadness, it was joy that her suspicions of his kindheartedness were proven true in that instant. She mentally thanked Rainbow for being so right about him. She nodded and selfishly went in for another hug, the last words he spoke easing almost all of her worries at once.

Soarin chuckled at her sudden clingyness, but thought it was cute at the same time as he squeezed her back.

Suddenly, both their ears perked up and their hearts jumped when they heard the door open up behind them. They both separated in an instant. Soarin desperately hoped it was Octavia, which was the most reasonable of the two roommates, but Vinyl's damp highlighter blue hair made his ears droop down, afraid of what might happen soon. She didn't look pleased to see Spitfire there, but she wasn't immediately rushing out to deck her in the face, which Soarin thought was a good sign.

"V-Vinyl Scratch?" Spitfire looked past Soarin at his new marefriend, appearing stunned at first.

"Long time, no see." She responded with as little enthusiasm as possible and Soarin was glad that he was standing between them. He stepped away from his boss slightly so Vinyl wouldn't become more jealous than she already was. He could see her fists clenching and decided he had to intervene before she went off. The topic of them seemingly knowing each other seemed like a good way to change the subject, but there was no way she'd be distracted over something as amateur as that.

"Vinyl, I don't know how much you heard, but she's sorry about everything. I mean look at her. She's a mess." Soarin turned towards her and whispered but then came back as to not let Spitfire feel left out.

"Oh, I heard everything." Vinyl said, feeling a little full of herself for eavesdropping even though she arguably had a right to, being his girlfriend. She stepped around Soarin so she could face Spitfire directly, her arms crossed across her breasts. Soarin knew she must've been chilly since she was damp from a recent shower and all she was wearing were a pair of boyshorts and a tanktop, but she didn't even shiver once. Either her blood was boiling and keeping her warm, or she was simply talented at hiding how freezing she was.

Spitfire didn't bother asking how much she knew; she wouldn't have been acting so openly defensive of him if she didn't know everything. It was even harder to look Vinyl in her eyes since she had the eyes of a jealous marefriend defending her lover.

Soarin wisely stood aside, but close by in case Vinyl started swinging.

"So I'm guessing you two are...? " Spitfire gestured to the both of them with a nervous grin, her womanly instincts telling her that something was going on between the two of them.

"Yup." Vinyl nodded, answering without the slightest hesitation. "We've been friends for a long time now. Just kinda happened recently."

It was as surprising to her as it was to Soarin, but Spitfire actually seemed glad to have heard it. Her ears even perked up a little.

"That's... Good. I'm actually glad he could find someone to come to."

"Yeah, after you shattered his heart." Vinyl grimaced, making Spitfires chest swell with emotional pain all over again.

"Vinyl, stop-" Soarin spoke up, knowing that one was a bit too harsh.

Vinyl looked behind her and shot him a glance. She needed to at least say something to her, otherwise she wouldn't be doing her job as a loyal marefriend. Soarin stood down reluctantly.

"You know how much you hurt him, right?" She continued, seeing guilt written all over her.

The Captain hesitated and then nodded. Being scolded by a civilian made her feel sick, but she figured she deserved it to some extent.

"And you're sorry?" Vinyl raised an eyebrow, her arms still crossed.

"Yes, of course... I'm not going to take our friendship for granted again." She made absolutely sure to speak clearly so Vinyl wouldn't suspect her of lying.

Vinyl stepped a little closer, extremely tempted to smack her face with a good left hook, but studied it instead to look for any sign of manipulation or dishonesty. It went on for nearly a half a minute and it was making Soarin increasingly uneasy. What made it worse was the haunting silence around them.

"Alright. Good enough for me." Vinyl's mood shifted drastically all at once and her arms unfolded and rested by her sides with her hands in her tiny pockets. "Come on, let’s go inside. Its fucking freezing." She finally acknowledged it and motioned for Spitfire to come in.

Soarin let out a sigh of relief and opened the door for the both of them.

"A-Are you sure? I don't mean to intrude, I was just-" Spitfire protested out of respect and politeness even though her wings were getting a bit stiff from the chilly breeze as well. She was just as relieved as Soarin was.

"Dude, I can see you shaking. Come on." Vinyl smirked.

Spitfire had only met Vinyl on a couple of occasions, but she knew her well enough to know that when she was offering something to someone, it was futile to turn it down. She walked up the few steps to her front door and Vinyl stepped aside to let her in, but not enough for her to get in without having to brush against her. Vinyl grinned and purposefully tickled her tail against the Captain's leg, getting a naughty idea.

Spitfire smiled with a slight bit of color rushing to her cheeks, looking at Vinyl in confusion.

"Besides, I know how bad guilt feels. You'll feel better if you get laid." She chuckled and scanned Spitfire up and down, admiring her slender, muscular body.

Soarin's face flushed red as he turned around in surprise.

"W-wait, what?!"

Author's Note

If there are any grammatical or spelling errors, please send me a PRIVATE MESSAGE and let me know so that I can fix them asap. Thanks!

Also, a belated Merry Christmas and Happy New Year to all of you!