Beach Bum [OLD]

Spike had barely set one foot inside the bathroom before Rainbow Dash pounced on him. She wrapped her legs around his waist and arms around his neck, leaving Spike to support them both. He stumbled initially, but found his balance. He couldn’t stop the blush that spread across his face as he stared into Dash’s magenta eyes.

"Gotcha..." She said with a sweet chuckle as she leaned in and captured his lips in her own. Spike reciprocated the kiss, this one being much less intense than previous encounters. He liked that a bit more, it let him see the softer side of Rainbow’s passion. Spike reluctantly pulled away from the kiss and looked towards the glass door that separated them from the shower.

"W-Wait, Rainbow. The shower?" Spike reminded her, looking towards the transparent door. "We really need to get clean before Rarity gets back." Even now he could still smell the stench of sex on them both. If Rarity came back to this, well ‘awkward’ would be both the first and worst term to describe that situation.

Getting caught by Rarity walking in on them was the last thing Spike wanted. Rainbow Dash knew he was right, but she frowned and released Spike from her grip. There was a sense of regret as she placed her feet on the tile and took her arms from around the spiky-haired young man.

"Right..." She muttered softly before poking her head into the shower and turned the handle, releasing a cascade of water. When they could see steam rising over the top of the shower curtain, Spike and Rainbow Dash stepped inside.

Rainbow Dash took the shower head first and began running her hands up and down her body, washing away the cum Spike released on her just a little while ago. Spike only stared at her, a weird swirling mix of emotions flooding through his head as he did so.

There was a hint of sadness that permeated the very bottom of the dense concoction of feelings, it was the regret and guilt of seemingly using Rainbow to get to Rarity. He tried to push it away, but the thought kept resurfacing. Was it wrong for them to be doing this? Was Rainbow truly okay with this? Hell, was he okay with this?

"Have... you ever done this before?" He asked softly. The question had been plaguing him ever since the blowjob she gave him on the beach. She had seemed to know very well what she was doing. If she had done this before, Spike had to question whether or not there was anything special about him that stuck out, or if she had done this with a lot of guys before him.

"Done 'what' before, stud?" Dash replied as she began wetting her multicolored hair.

Spike bit his lip as he contemplated how to continue his line of questioning. Rainbow Dash was already applying body wash to a loofah and scrubbing her arms and breasts, but Spike could see the obvious change in her expression. It went from that usual aloof cool to a very guarded coldness that not even the warmth of the shower could keep at bay.

"What we did earlier..." Spike looked down at his crotch, remembering what he had recently done. "It was my first time. What about you?" He was sure that it as rude to ask such a question, but he felt the need to know the answer.

There was an agonizing minute of silence before Rainbow Dash finally turned around and met his gaze. Her brows were furrowed and her entire body language changed. She went from standing proud in her natural state, to crossing an arm across her chest and seemingly shrinking back.

"Yeah..." She said, her lips forming into a frown as though she wasn't proud of her own answer. "I've done it a few times... It's been so long, though. That's why I needed you.” Her sweet smile returned, and she placed her hands on her hips before stepping closer to Spike. It was surprising how quick she regained her confidence and bounced back from whatever depression she had been in just moments before. “Didn't you have a good time? Didn't you enjoy yourself? I sure did…”

"Yeah… I guess, but-" Spike didn't get the chance to finish his thought. He was cut off by Rainbow Dash's lips brushing against his in a tender kiss. Spike instinctively wrapped his arms around Rainbow’s waist, pulling her closer.

"That's all I needed to hear..." She whispered into his ear before kissing his cheek. "You had sex for your very first time, and you enjoyed it. To me, that's all that matters. I'm just happy you had as great of a time as me.”

Spike's heart fluttered in his chest, and his cheeks turned a bright red hue. Rainbow Dash was quick to notice his bashful embarrassment, and she laughed sweetly while putting a soft hand on his cheek. Spike closed his eyes, hoping to avoid making embarrassing eye contact with Dash.

"Wow, Spike... You are so cute when you're blushing. Any... Uh... Any of that blood in your cheeks making its way down to your juicy cock by any chance?" That was quite the juxtaposition, he mused. Going from cute straight to the lewd stuff. Spike wasn’t sure if that was impressive or just Rainbow being tone deaf.

Spike shook his head pitifully. If he could get hard, he would. But it didn’t seem that an erection was in the cards for the foreseeable future. That last bout of love making had left him all but drained in that department…

"Really?" Rainbow Dash asked quizzically, cocking her head as she reached for Spike's crotch and felt for his member. Sure enough, Spike's member was flaccid and very soft. When she had confirmed Spike was telling the truth, Rainbow Dash beamed, her smile stretching from one ear to the other.

"You... You're not upset?" Spike asked. He was sure that Rainbow should’ve been at least a little disappointed at the admission. Celestia knows he would be if he was Dash.

"No... Of course not..." Rainbow Dash muttered as she stepped back under the running water. "If anything at all, I'm kind of flattered. It's a nice change of pace, being with a guy who’s not a complete animal. You can hold your own in the company of… well…” She gestured to her naked body.

Now, Spike was very confused.

"I... I thought you wanted to shower together, so we could... practice some more." He put rubbed the back of his neck nervously, hoping he wasn’t assuming too much about the situation. Who could blame him, though? That’s how it went in all of the movies, the couple always got into the shower and continued their carnal escapades.

Rainbow Dash shrugged her shoulders, causing her breasts to bounce and jiggle.

"Don't get me wrong Spike. If you had a hard on, I'd take you right now, but since you don't, I see no reason in forcing it." Then, Spike noticed a definite change in Rainbow's tone, and she looked as though she was avoiding meeting his eyes. "Besides..." She continued. "I don't want to spoil you before you can have a chance at Rarity..."

Rarity... The name clicked in Spike's mind. After getting caught up in the excitement of having sex with Rainbow Dash, he had nearly forgotten why he agreed to it in the first place. The whole situation had been so overwhelming that almost everything that wasn’t Rainbow’s body had been completely blocked out.

"You're still going to help me, aren't you?" Spike asked. It wasn’t that he thought that Rainbow wouldn’t keep her promise, he was just curious as to why she would keep it. Was she truly just using him for sex? If so, why did that thought hurt him so much? Why did it feel like a wounding blow instead of an exemplary testament to his own sex appeal that he was worth using in that way.

Rainbow Dash shot him a look of mock surprise. She put a hand to her chest and leaned back in feigned shock.

"I can't believe you asked me that..." She scoffed jokingly. "Did I not promise you a chance in bed with her on your first date?" Again, Spike couldn’t help but feel like he was missing something. He shook his head ever so slightly, trying to push those thoughts out of his mind.

Spike nodded his head sheepishly, and Rainbow Dash's wild grin returned.

"I'm going to make sure you go in there with everything you need to know." She vowed. "Take notes, stud." Dash spun around and faced the wall. Spike couldn’t help but let his eyes fall to Rainbow’s ass, which glistened underneath the constant stream of the shower head. He bit his lip and tried to suppress the urge that was popping up.

"On what?" Spike demanded, holding out his dripping wet arms. He didn’t exactly have a quill and some ink on him at the moment. Rainbow Dash rolled her eyes and pointed to her head in reply.

"Mental notes, smartass... Now, Rarity may be 'high class', but she's no stranger to getting dirty in bed. She has all kinds of weird kinks and fetishes. You learn these kinds of things when you spend time with her in a hotel room..."

"What kinds of fetishes?" Spike asked, instantly intrigued. He had explored some of his own dirty thoughts in his free time, sure. Who didn’t? Maybe if Rainbow could shed some light on Rarity’s fetishes, he would find out that they had similar tastes. That would make things easier in the long run.

Rainbow Dash bent over, putting one hand on the shower wall for stability, and spread her legs. Spike felt his cock stir from its flaccid state, it perked up ever so gently. Sadly, the next thing that Rainbow said killed any chance of an erection as quickly as it had started.

"You see that, Spike?" She asked, pointing to her asshole. "That's one of Rarity's kinks. She's, like, super into anal sex." That was not in his realm of fetishes, nowhere close. He slightly recoiled  scrunching up his nose.

"My... thing has to go in that?!" He asked in a hushed tone. It wasn’t exactly an enticing offer in his mind. If anything, it was a little obscene and gross.

"Yeah... I'm not a big fan of anal myself, but since Rarity likes it, she may ask you to... do the honors." If Spike wasn't close to an erection before, he definitely wasn't achieving one now. Rainbow Dash stood upright spun around to face Spike once again. She was blocking the stream of water, each drop hitting her squarely on her back.

"Mmm... That feels nice. Do you want the shower head, now?" Spike absentmindedly nodded his head, and he slipped past Rainbow Dash to the front of the shower. He was trying to think if he could get passed his own apprehension to please Rarity in the end. Maybe if he wasn’t looking, sure...

"I'm sorry for showing you my asshole..." She said with a light chuckle.

"It's fine..." Spike said quickly, running shampoo through his hair. "Just... don't do it again, please." He stuck his head under the stream of water and started scrubbing his scalp. It felt really good to take a shower after the events of the day, he had to admit. It wasn’t that he viewed the day as a whole as ‘dirty’, it just felt right to wash it all away.

"I can take a longer shower in my own room." Spike said as he climbed out of the shower and grabbed a towel from the nearby rack. He first dried his hair and then wrapped the linen around his waist.

Rainbow Dash turned the water off and followed him out of the bathroom. With her help, Spike found his swimsuit, and shortly after putting it on, Rainbow Dash was walking him towards the door. She had not covered herself as Spike suspected she would, instead she was still walking around the hotel room in the buff, gladly allowing Spike to steal a few glances.

"You're a great kid, Spike..." She said softly, holding the door open for him, making sure she was not able to be seen from the hallway. Spike cracked a smile and tilted his head.

"What does that mean?" He asked, expecting a snarky and sarcastic answer in response. Instead, no such remark came. Rainbow Dash simply smiled and waved her hand dismissively before closing the door in Spike's face.

"Huh..." Spike sighed, thoroughly confused about the whole situation. He stood there for a moment before turning around and returning to his own room down the hall.

***

Rainbow Dash waited by the door. She waited until she heard Spike's footsteps trail off. When she was absolutely sure he was gone, her eyes flooded with tears, and she fell against the door. This whole day had been so draining. All of the lies she had told Spike, that she had told herself… they all came crashing down at the same time.

"It means... I wish you'd stay with me..."

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