Rarity

There’s nothing like productive afternoon of gem finding. Especially since I managed to negotiate with those Diamond Dogs. A nice 70/30 split for any caches the helped dig up. I did still have to pull a fully loaded cart all the way back to the boutique though. There is a sense of pride that comes with perspiration born of hard work.

Rainbow does so like to see me like this, which I found quite confusing at first. When I asked her about it, it seemed as though she was talking about a pony I didn’t even know: an athlete, who was strong, apparently beautiful, and not afraid to get a little dirty. I was quite intrigued by the description, and asked for the mare’s name.

“Rares, it’s you. Duh!”

“I beg-” Oh. She had been talking about me all along. She saw some sense of athleticism in me? I’m not sure I’ve ever been more flattered or blushed deeper than I did in that moment.

A rainbow flashes across the sky. She’s looking for me. She’s early.

Send up a firework charm from my horn creating a burst of blue lights in the sky above me, and she circles back. She comes to a hover just above my head.

“Hiya!’

“Well, hello to you too, Rainbow Dash.” She dips down and kisses me quickly. “Have you finished already? I thought you’d still be at dinner with Scootaloo?”

“We changed the day. There’s a big storm moving this way, and I didn’t want her tryin’ to scooter home in it.”

“Well that’s very thoughtful.”

“Yeah, you may want to pick up the pace too little pony unless you want to get caught in the rain.”

“If only there was some swift and strong hero to help me pull this awful cart!” I cry in my best damsel in distress impersonation, which is quite good if I do say so myself. “I would certainly reward such a noble pony for their good and loyal service!”

“You sure you want to be promising rewards to ponies you’re already in debt to?”

“Oh yes, dear. I always settle my debts in full.”

There is a spark in her eyes as she lands. I stop and she slips into the harness with me. “Well then,” she nips my neck eliciting a little shriek of pleasure. “Double time, milady.”

We aren’t far from our destination, and we pull very well together. She’s stopped being impressed with my endurance. I’ve made the trek to my gem quarry nearly everyday for years. Occasionally I gallop the full length of the trek in both directions, just for the exhilaration of exercise.

As we pull, I can see that she’s thinking about something.

“Bit for your thoughts?” I ask expecting her to counter, but she simply replies:

“I was thinking about our first time,” with a sheepish grin.

I reach to nuzzle her briefly, never losing the rhythm of our step. “I’ve been thinking about that myself today.”

“Yeah?”

“Yes,” I answer dreamily.
***
I had actually said the words. I had actually told the mare I had just barely informed of my desire to date her that if she were amenable then perhaps we might date another mare together. I don’t know what made me say the words. I had thought to keep such thoughts hidden away deep inside me, but I just couldn’t; and there she was literally vibrating with happiness and excitement at the idea.

“So, that’s a yes then? If we get to that point?” I asked.

She just nodded, and then launched herself at me again. At first it was more of the excited almost silly kisses she’d smothered me with before, but then she took just a moment and pulled back to look at me. That one look said everything. We were going to date of course, but she was committed. She was mine.

When she kissed me again it was with loving, deep and long. Her lips were firm, and her tongue forceful. She pulled me against her with her forelegs and wrapped her wings around me. It was the stereotypical, breathtaking Rainbow Dash kiss. When the kiss broke and our eyes met, I saw it. The faintest flicker of doubt in her eyes.

Allowing another pony inside one’s head is an act more intimate than sex, but I needed her to see. I needed her to feel. I needed her to know that she wasn’t alone. So, I leaned my head forward and touched my horn to her temple.

I hadn’t expected what happened, but I saw her too. I felt her mind exploring mine furtively, gaining confidence and happiness with each moment. Then it was as if her consciousness invited me in and I could see all the colors that were Rainbow Dash, and somewhere in the middle of it all was me.

When I pulled my horn away and looked into those beautiful raspberry eyes I saw tears. Unabashed tears of love and happiness.

“I thought I’d never-” she began.

“Shhh,” I interrupted her. “I know, my love. Neither did I.” There was the briefest of pauses, and then I couldn’t help myself, “Now come to with me. I do believe I’d like to ravish you now.”

Author's Note

Sorry there's a bit of a cliffhanger to this installment. I'm still working on making the next segment match my intended audience. I hope you're enjoying it so far.