Rainbow Dash guided Sweetie Belle toward the bathroom suite upstairs in the pegasus’ cloud house, the ammonia of the aftermath of the couple’s earlier escapades beginning to diffuse through the air.

Rainbow kept several rain clouds primed for her bathroom, replacing them every week for freshness. Rainbow’s rent payments for her cloud house also included arrangements for weekly pickups of used clouds; these would then be transported to the Cloudsdale Reprocessing Facility to be recycled by ponies who probably wished they were getting paid more.

None of that particularly mattered to the cyan pegasus as she set about dousing the filly in her cloud tub with warm water, heated rather conveniently by passing the water stream from one of Rainbow’s reserve rain clouds over a fire crystal. After making sure the water supply was set up correctly, Rainbow Dash tossed Sweetie Belle a bar of soap before joining her in the tub.

Rainbow immediately immersed her head in the mildly soapy water, and began to enjoy the feeling of warm water completely permeating her fur. Nature inevitably led her to remove her head from the water, before coming to rest against the one of the sides of her square-shaped cloud tub, propping her head up against the edge. She allowed her eyes to close, and pushed every worry she had to the back of her mind… for all of what felt like a matter of seconds, until she felt the wet unicorn scoot up against her for a bathtime snuggle. Rainbow extended her forehooves around Sweetie Belle more out of reflex than any conscious decision; the two ponies lay in the tub for several minutes, letting the soapy water free them of their accumulated grime.

Sweetie Belle was the first to stir from her thoughts, nuzzling Rainbow’s chin affectionately, “Rainbow… do you love me?”

The question caught the drowsy pegasus by surprise, and her mind shifted into full throttle to think of a suitable response, “I, um… that’s a really intense question you got there, squirt.”

The foal responded back, “Well, when Miss Cheerilee talked about sex in class, she mentioned it happens when two ponies love each other. Soooo… do you love me, Rainbow Dash?” the unicorn persisted.

There was no escape for Rainbow Dash, and the squirming pegasus was becoming increasingly uncomfortable. “See… the thing is… sex isn’t just about love, squirt. I mean, don’t get me wrong… sex is fun. I’ve had more fun with you than I can remember in a long time, and that includes the roll in the clouds I had with Thunderlane last month. I know that Rarity has these big ideas about marriage and romance and all that sappy crap, and I kinda see why it might have rubbed off on you… but I’m not into that.”

Rainbow Dash exhaled hard, and tried to navigate her way through the awkward conversation as best she could, “Besides, you know we can’t have… that sort of relationship. Your sister would literally kill me! So would Spitfire if she found out, and that’s a spit roasting I’m not into.”

That particular reference didn’t even phase Sweetie Belle, her disappointed eyes now looking up at Rainbow, “Well… if we could… would you?”

Rainbow Dash looked up at the cloud ceiling of her bathroom and silently pleaded for something to take her away from this situation, “You’re... asking if I would go out with you if nothing bad would happen to me?” The foal nodded in agreement with the pegasus’ assessment of her question. “I… I guess. I mean, we already have things in common. I wonder what else we both like?”

The pegasus shifted herself in the tub, and eyed Sweetie Belle curiously, “I was thinking… you mentioned spying on Scootaloo once… do you like watching other ponies?”

The unicorn blushed profusely, not at all expecting the question put to her; all she could do was nod meekly, subconsciously bringing a hoof down to idly tease her own folds at the thought. Rainbow was watching intently, a wry smile making its way across her muzzle, “See, that got me thinking. Scootaloo was over two nights ago, and judging by how that cloud in the guest room smells… she’s going through what you are. She didn’t come to me, so she’s probably embarrassed… sooooo, wanna help me help her get over that?”

Sweetie Belle meanwhile couldn’t believe what she was hearing, but nonetheless nodded in approval. While she didn’t want to admit this to Rainbow, her mind had been occupied with Scootaloo before she’d been discovered, and her left hoof began to tremble in anticipation of potentially realising that particular fantasy.

“However, I do still want to take you on that tour… so, how about we go on the tour, and then we tap up Scootaloo on the way back. Does that sound OK?”

The foal nodded once more, and the two enjoyed the now-lukewarm water for a few minutes more before Rainbow slowly withdrew her soaking form, Sweetie Belle making no effort to hide her peeking gaze in the direction of the elder pegasus as Rainbow reached for a towel. “Don’t think I don’t see you checkin’ me out, squirt.” the pegasus teased, a subtle wink conveying to the foal that Rainbow didn’t disapprove of her wandering gaze.

Rainbow gently lifted the unicorn out of the tub, and set about drying her off with a spare towel. It was then that Sweetie Belle uttered something that caught Rainbow off-guard. “You know… I kinda miss this.”

Rainbow sat down next to Sweetie Belle, making sure to soak up all the errant water that she could from the unicorn’s fur with the towel at hoof, “Miss what, squirt?”

“I, um… I miss someone not doing stuff like this with me anymore. When I was younger, my sister or mom would be the one to help me get out of the bath. We’d sit, and talk, and… and we don’t do that anymore. Do… do you think we could do this more often? I kinda like it...” The unicorn trailed off, and looked down at the floor. Rainbow took the opportunity to wrap the foal’s towel around Sweetie Belle herself, and pull her into a hug, “Let’s… see how this goes first. Don’t take too long drying off, I still need to fly us to Cloudsdale with in time for a tour slot.”

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There was no greater freedom for Rainbow Dash being in the skies. Sweetie Belle, however, found herself bound to Rainbow Dash with a harness, and was beginning to dislike not being in control of her own motion. However, even she, being a unicorn, couldn’t help but be in sheer awe at watching the ground pass by below her through her goggles, the constantly moving air around her punctuated by Rainbow’s wingbeats. Distracted as she was by the world moving around her, Rainbow kept her eyes trained on Cloudsdale’s runway. As she was carrying a passenger, Rainbow Dash came in for a hover landing. After making eye contact with a Sentinel Pony, Rainbow was directed to a patch of soft cloud. Rainbow slowly lowered herself down, and made contact with the cloud using her rear hooves, before bringing her forehooves down in a soft landing.

“Get ready, squirt, I’m releasing the harness.” Rainbow cautioned. Sweetie Belle answered in the affirmative, and the unicorn steadied her legs. Rainbow then used a hoof to release the marshmallow unicorn from the grip of the harness, Sweetie Belle then helping the cyan pegasus to load the harness into the saddlebags attached to Rainbow Dash.

Sweetie Belle had never been to Cloudsdale before, and was in awe of Equestria’s self-styled, “Jewel of the Sky”, with cloud buildings as far as her eyes could see. Rainbow guided the star-struck foal along with one of her wings, pointing out various landmarks to her as they both went in the direction of the weather factory. It wasn’t long until they’d reached their destination, Rainbow flashing her Weather Controller Reserves pass at the checkpoint to secure entry.

The cyan pegasus attempted to locate a tour guide, being mostly sure that they would be inside. As her eyes scanned the facility, she spotted Sweetie Belle entering what looked like a utility room. This feels like I’m taking my mother shopping, and going after her when she’s seen something shiny.

Rainbow cautiously approached the room; peering inside, the room appeared to be bathed only in the eerie orange dim of emergency lights and the soft hum of cloud-dryers. “Sweetie Belle… are you in here? I think I know where we can find a tour gui-”. Rainbow was cut off by the door slamming behind her, Sweetie Belle eyeing her mischievously, “You asked me what else I liked… how about this?”

Sweetie Belle brought her lips up to Rainbow’s, and the flustered mare found herself locking lips with the hungry foal in front of her. “I don’t suppose I should ask how you found this one out?” she enquired, before diving back into the foal’s welcoming mouth.

Coming up for air, Sweetie Belle breaks the kiss momentarily, “Rumble, behind the school equipment shed. I remember her calling out to try and find us… and then I started rubbing myself, part of me hoping she’d catch us.” The curious unicorn gasped when she felt a stray hoof caress her petals, “I believe you, squirt, you’re wetter down there than a raincloud.” Rainbow uttered, before once more connecting with the unicorn’s lips for another passionate embrace, as her hoof slowly caressed her winking clitoris.

As they both became lost in the moment, reality saw fit to douse them with a metaphorical bucket of water, as a stallion, the janitor as Rainbow recognised, opened the door. Sweetie Belle kept her eyes locked on to Rainbow Dash, while Rainbow Dash and the janitor made uncomfortable eye contact. After what felt like an eternity, the janitor slowly backed out, and closed the door behind him. Rainbow felt a cold chill down her spine, and felt her vaginal muscles twitch in anticipation of what she was about to ask, “Sweetie Belle… I’ve kinda got an itch down there... you know what to do.”

The white unicorn wasted no time, and immediately positioned herself under the horny pegasus. Rainbow then lowered herself down, and gave Sweetie Belle’s mouth the access it needed. A small gasp escaped Rainbow Dash as the eager foal immediately got to work, worming her tongue into the pegasus’ folds.

Rainbow hated to admit it, but the thrill of being caught was more of a turn on than she’d given it credit for, Sweetie Belle’s teasing ministrations sending a chill up her spine. Rainbow was almost wishing that someone else would come in, that they might bear witness to the depraved act of an underage unicorn almost cheek-deep in pegasus pussy. Rainbow Dash was just about to entertain one of her favourite fantasies involving Thunderline when her thoughts were interrupted by the sudden flick of Sweetie Belle’s tongue against her clitoris, causing a high-pitched moan to escape Rainbow’s throat. “Fuck… keep doing that, squirt!” pleaded the pegasus, eager to release her pent-up tension.

Sweetie Belle, meanwhile, was very much enjoying being under the horny mare; Rainbow’s juices flowed freely into the foal’s mouth as Sweetie Belle began flicking her tongue against her partner’s clitoris. The unicorn knew that she was hitting the right notes when she felt the pegasus’ front hooves begin to shake. “Unf… oh, my…. fuck, Celestia, I’m… I’m gonna…”

Rainbow Dash wasn’t able to finish her sentence, her orgasm completely derailing her train of thought. She tensed up, and slumped forward, enjoying the waves of euphoria crash over her, their intensity still being driven by the hungry foal beneath her, Sweetie Belle’s tongue still running circles around Rainbow’s winking nub. Rainbow was in no position to say no to the free cleaning service that the unicorn was now performing, as Sweetie Belle began licking all over the pegasus’ twitching folds while the elder mare bathed in the warm afterglow of an intense orgasm.

It was some minutes before Rainbow Dash could muster the stamina to rise to her hooves, as she turned to face Sweetie Belle, the unicorn displaying a somewhat disappointed look on her face, “Um… what about me?”

Rainbow ruffled Sweetie Belle’s hair with a hoof, and brought up her chin to look into her eyes, “That, squirt, was for having somepony see us. We might have to forget the tour, and pray that pony won’t report us. Come on, let’s get out of here.”

Rainbow Dash opened the door to the main room, and felt relieved that ponies continued to not bat an eyelid at two ponies emerging after some minutes from a room without another exit. The pegasus motioned to Sweetie Belle to follow her; they soon found themselves outside, and Sweetie Belle was distracted, watching the incoming Pegasus ponies arrive. Rainbow, meanwhile, had just spotted a pegasus coming directly towards them. A pegasus wearing a Wonderbolts uniform. Judging from the white muzzle, Rainbow guessed that it was Soarin’, one of her fellow team-mates.

Her suspicions proved correct when the pegasus landed, and Rainbow got a good look at his physique, one that she had imagined to herself plenty of times.

“Rainbow Dash, you have been summoned to the Cloudsdale Regional Flyer’s Office. You will accompany me at once. You may bring you… companion with you.”

The look on Rainbow’s face contorted, and cycled through panic, shock, incredulation, and fear, “Why? Who wants to see me?”

“Spitfire. I suggest you follow me, Dash. I wouldn’t want to piss her off any more than you’ve already done today.”

Dash gulped, and motioned for Sweetie Belle to climb on her back, before following Soarin’ into the denser parts of Cloudsdale. Rainbow’s mind was filled with one word, and one word only.

Fuck.

Author's Note

Sorry for the delay!