Lightning and Thunder
The door closed behind them and Rainstream found herself alone with Stormfeather.
She was alone with Stormfeather!
In the same room.
Just the two of them.
Rainstream’s heart thumped so hard and steady she could feel it against her chest.
Stormfeather walked straight to the bed in the center of the room, hopped up onto it and sat down, then turned toward her, mouth open and eyes wide, as though trying to convince himself she was real.
Every hair on Rainstream’s body tingled and tickled. She shivered, and her breathing came in short, ragged breaths. Dream or not, Rainstream didn’t care anymore. He was right there, she could nearly touch him. She placed the raincloud next to the bed and sat under it, staring up at him, studying his face.
He was beautiful. His calm, ice blue eyes that stared back into her own. His silver mane, fell like a thousand tiny raindrops over his ears and face. The smooth, dark fur that cloaked his body like a thundercloud, and the broad wings with soft feathers that would caress the wind, and urge it to lift him into the sky. Rainstream could see thick, toned muscles rippled beneath his sleek blue gray coat. She wished nothing more than to just reach out and touch them—run her hooves through the many crevices they formed.
Stormfeather exhaled hard, and Rainstream could feel it brush across her snout. Only then did she realize she’d stepped forward out of the rain, and had a hoof outstretched toward him. She blinked. He swallowed.
“I um… What I said, um....”
His fur looked wet, but he didn’t smell like the rain. There was another scent drifting toward her, it tickled her nose and sent fresh shivers down her spine. Her eyes fluttered as she inhaled deeply.
He swallowed again, visibly shaking now. “I uh... hope you weren’t mad that I wasn’t at the cafe.”
Rainstream blinked, surprise washing her other emotions away for a moment.
“I just… I was nervous, funny though that seems. I…” He gulped. “I really like you. And I wasn’t sure how you’d react.” He smiled, with trembling but inviting lips that gave just a hint of his teeth behind them.
Was he serious? Here she’d been worried that he might be mad at her, when all this time he was just as nervous as she was. Rainstream let out a soft snort, and smiled just slightly. She could feel a heat building in her loins that she hadn’t felt before. She stared at his lips, and nearly stuck out her tongue at the thought of tasting them. She could see the sweat rolling down his fur. Rainstream turned her ears back toward the rain. The soft patter was soothing. It felt right. She leaned forward, drawing the distance between their snouts to just inches.
He gave a brief laugh, then smiled back, more strongly this time. “I um.. Guess I just wanted to ask you. Do you—”
She cut him off by pressing her lips against his. Yes. This was what she’d wanted. She felt a wave of tension pass through him and then relax as he pressed back into her. She relaxed in turn, forgetting all of her earlier shyness. This moment felt right, and she was done worrying.
Rainstream threw her front legs around him and stood up on her hind legs to embrace him. She moaned low in her throat and pushed her tongue forward to taste his lips. He wrapped his hooves around her as well and leaned back, lifting her up onto the bed with him as though she weighed nothing. She fell onto his chest and lay there as shivers of delight ran up and down her body at the warm touch of his wet fur against hers; his strong hooves around her, tickling her feathers; his soft lips coated with her saliva, which now parted to let her tongue in.
She pressed forward and their tongues met like two long lost lovers who had finally found each other. The taste of his tongue drove her wild and she thrashed hers against his as her heart fought to beat fast enough. Her wings loosened slightly and reached down to brush against his, which sent entirely new sensations through them. She rubbed her hooves all over his chest, giggling as she felt his muscles squirm beneath her touch.
Before long a fire built up in her lungs, and Rainstream realized she would have to pull away or suffocate. She considered the latter for a moment but her body took over. Their lips broke contact and they opened their eyes, each sharing the same painful expression as they gulped in a lungful of air, then dove back in hungrily for more.
Time ceased to exist as their bodies rubbed against each other, coating each other in their sweat. Hours could have passed. Days even. Rainstream couldn’t tell, but she didn’t care. She never wanted this to end. She had her stallion, and he had her.
Something soft poked at her belly, just in front of her nethers. They both stopped, eyes snapping open. They stared at each other, and Rainstream could see him blushing beneath his fur. They both knew what had just happened, and a silent question hung in the air. Horror spread across Stormfeather’s face, but Rainstream’s loins were burning at this point; She didn’t care what happened, as long as it was with him. She smiled at him—a large warm smile that told him he didn’t have to be nervous—and pressed her hips down into him, squeezing it between them. . His face relaxed, and she leaned down to kiss him again.
Then he did something she did not expect. He moved one of his hooves from her back to her front and shoved her off of him. She landed on her back on the other side of the bed, dismay jolting through her like a lightning bolt. But then he was on top of her, having followed her as the two of them rolled over, and everything felt right again. She could feel his heart beating against hers. She could feel his warm breath on her face. She could smell his sweat, and she wanted more of it.
But now there was another smell, something muskier that, when it wafted under her nostrils, caused a tremor to travel all the way down her body to her nethers, which twitched in response. Rainstream had never felt that before, but something about it felt electrifying. Her whole body tingled, and she wriggled beneath him as her loins burned even hotter.
Then it happened. The same soft prodding she’d felt a moment ago returned. She looked down, and nearly yelped. Hanging between them was a big thick shaft the color of his fur, extending from just between his legs and resting just between hers—right where the heat was the worst. So that’s what it looked like. Rainstream had been through a brief anatomy class, but having the real thing right in front of her was… daunting. Cold sweat formed on her chest at the prospect of that being inside her.
Stormfeather rocked back, and the tip of it slid across her fur, right against her slit, sending the most intense sensation Rainstream had ever felt straight up her spine. She arched her back and gasped out loud. Her nethers twitched again beneath it. Rainstream knew what she wanted to happen next, but the thought of it was both terrifying and exciting at the same time. She looked up pleadingly at Stormfeather, who gazed back down at her nervously.
“You ready?”
Rainstream let out a squeak and nodded weakly. She thrust her hips up at him, trying to rub herself on his shaft again. Stormfeather responded by retreating back another inch so that the tip slid down just past the top of Rainstream’s belly, and slowly pressed forward.
At first it was just pressure, in a place Rainstream hadn’t even explored before. But it cooled the heat building up in her, and felt just like she knew it was meant to. Then her body just sort of split open and spread around it. But it wasn’t painful. It was… different. Her skin stretched until she thought it would tear, and then the pressure eased as the tip slipped inside of her! Shock and alarm threatened to overtake her, but she knew she wanted this. She shut her eyes and quivered beneath him as new sensations she had never felt in her life assaulted her brain.
He kept pushing into her and she could feel every inch of him splitting her apart, pressing further and further toward her belly. It felt so strange but ooooh did it feel so good. Rainstream let out a long, low moan as Stormfeather pressed deeper and deeper into her gut. Her voice fell silent as she threw her head back and simply let the sensations wash over her. Then, everything seemed to slide into place all at once.
Rainstream felt him bottom out inside her, pressing gently against something deep in her belly and stopping there. She felt very full, and somehow completely whole. At the same time, his hips reached hers, and he pressed himself down onto her, so that their bodies were nearly one and the same. His lips came to greet hers, and they embraced each other again, beginning the tongue dance once more.
Then, Stormfeather began to slide outward, raising his hips without removing his lips from hers. Rainstream felt too empty now. She let out a small whine, and squeezed at his shaft, hoping to keep him there. Instead Stormfeather let out a startled grunt, and his shaft twitched inside her, sending new waves of pleasure rippling through Rainstream’s body. She moaned so aggressively it was nearly a growl, and reached up with her hind legs to wrap around his hips, pulling him back down onto her.
Immediately he slid back into her, scratching an itch that had started building the moment he began pulling out. Their hips met with a wet smack and he began to pull out again. He put a hoof on her belly this time, and broke their kiss.
She looked up at him with a trembling lip, begging him to re-enter her. He grinned, and responded by drawing out nearly to the tip, then slamming his hips forward, thrusting all the way into her at once. The wet slap of their hips was drowned out by the squeal that escaped Rainstream’s hips. He did it again, and got the same response, sending ripples up through her body that she could feel each time he thrust into her.
Wave after wave of pleasure slammed into her, along with Stormfeather, numbing her senses to all but the feel of him rubbing inside of her. Her breath and his came in loud grunts and moans, in rhythm to his pumping. Rainstream’s eyes drooped closed on their own, and she reached up to embrace Stormfeather.
He obliged her by leaning down to kiss her again, but did not relent his pace. His grunts became louder and louder as his pace grew quicker. Rainstream could only hang on for the ride as he pounded into her. Then his shaft began pulsing.
“Uh, I’m gonna... “ Stormfeather gasped.
He never got to finish, but a moment later he slammed all the way into her harder than he had before, and stopped. His penis pulsed wildly, prompting Rainstream to clamp down on it in return. A new warmth built up in her belly, different from what she’d felt before. It wriggled and tickled her insides, spreading all the way back toward her entrance until…
Something hot wet and sticky began dripping down Rainstream’s backside. She opened her eyes and looked up at Stormfeather, who seemed to be doing his best to smile at her as he struggled to catch his breath. The two of them lay there for a moment, staring at each other, then Stormfeather collapsed sideways onto the bed next to her, pulling all the way out with a soft plop. The new feeling of emptyness made Rainstream wish they could continue, but she was completely exhausted herself, and Stormfeather’s cock was already disappearing.
Rainstream reached over to pull Stormfeather toward her. She pressed her chest up against his, and listened to the beat of his heart against hers. Their lips met one more time for a simple kiss, before her eyes closed and exhaustion took her and she fell asleep as he wrapped his wings around her.
