Author's Note

New chapter. Like I said in the first chapter, each chapter is non-linear, so this is not connected to the last one (well, it is in the sense that it's the same characters, of course,).

This will be shorter, while trying to still give a story. Yee.

Also, this chapter was how the first was originally gonna go. Well, sort of.

"Oh...alright. But just a quickie, okay?"

The woods at this time of day were calm, frequent with the chirping of birds overhead, or the flap of wings as pegasus soldiers flew by. These woods were not in danger of any enemy attack; liberated by the Service days before, it served as its own small community for the soldiers, with camps scattered all about for soldiers to talk, laugh, sing, eat, drink, pleasure, and sleep.

You and your mate Dash were part of the South Unit, stationed for the while in the south part of the woods (no surprise). The two of you had finally liberated Lilith Valley within the past week, and the victory was still being felt around the place. Soldiers and civilians were abuzz with joy.

You and a few other soldiers were sitting down by the fire, sharing stories of either the war or days past. One soldier recounted the day he talked up a mare before he was deployed, saying she was "the sweetest thing I ever met." He assumed it to be love at first sight, hoping that he would see her again one day, or at least that she was okay.

Another talked about his time in Manehattan when the first shells struck, bringing the tone down to a more somber moment. "It was like the world was ending, mushroom clouds rising up into the air, the sky going red, fire reducing skyscrapers to dust and rubble. It was crazy."

A lot of these soldiers were college kids, like they were dragged out of their dorms, fitted into uniforms, and pushed out into the battlefield. That's what they looked like. Others, however, were definitely aged, having had families and friends and jobs; some of them were already in the Royal Guard, for starters, when the war first began just a year ago, so they had far more experience than the rest of you.

You and Dash were civilians with your own goals. Dash wanted to become a Wonderbolt. Not even her childhood failures could deter her from that. With the war, she was never able to accomplish that dream.

You lived with her in Cloudsdale, helping out the local folk with whatever they needed. The both of you were busy ponies, but always had time in the end for one another.

You, your mate, and the rest of the soldiers were all sitting down by the fire and talking about whatever came to mind. She was leaning against your shoulder, taking in the warmth of both you and the flames, while listening to the others show and tell.

"I'm telling you," one of the soldiers began, "There is no way that a chicken can beat a tiger in a fight. You're just making that up."

Another popped up, "And I'm telling you, I saw it with my own eyes! A chicken, one peck to the neck, bam! Tiger bleeds out and dies."

"Oh really? And do you have proof of this encounter?"

"Damn right, I do. I got a camera back home of the whole thing. In fact, next time I come around there, I'll grab it and show you myself."

"Pfft," the second one scoffed in a joking manner, "Well, we'll see about that."

The talk quickly changed from war to...that. It was easier and happier to talk about funny or entertaining things than death and destruction. In fact, you couldn't really think of anypony who liked talking about that, but you wouldn't be surprised if those kinds existed out there.

After maybe twenty minutes around the open fire, Dash seemed to slide off your shoulder and fall onto your lap, startling her and forcing her back up.

"Huh?" she spoke in an alert state.

The soldiers gave brief chuckles at your mate's brief daze.

"Long day, wasn't it?" one soldier said to her.

Once she got her bearings, she gave him a nod and took off her helmet, forgetting she had it on for a second. A cool breeze hit her sweaty face and she started to feel less tired.

"Surprised you kept it on this long," another remarked. "It's bloody warm here."

"Gotta be...*yawn*...gotta be prepared, right?"

Dash knew the area was safe. At the same time, she worried the enemy would try something, take them by surprise - and if she wasn't ready and they were, with those helmets of theirs...

You could see that she seemed a tad bit tense already, though it might have been from the sudden wake up.

"Hey," you said kindly to her as she looked up to you. "It's okay. It's safe."

"I know, but...still..."

"At least you're doing your best to be prepared, unlike some of the numb-skulls around here," one soldier spoke up for the first time tonight.

You heard the sound of more pegasi flying overhead and looked up. The sky was dark, and if you looked closely, you could see the cluster that made up the galactic center. Of course, the woods were miles from any town - only connected by road - and the only lights here were the campfires, so this was the first time you really got to see the galaxy. It was beautiful.

Dash bumped you on the shoulder, and you turned to her.

"Stargazing again?"

With a sheepish smile, you gave a nod. "I've never seen so many stars."

"You've been missing out, my friend," the chicken stallion spoke up. "Sometimes, it depends on where you live, but you can see some really cool constellations if you look real close."

"Like what?"

"Well..."

And another conversation began, this time about the stars and the formations they made up. The talk, however, went from stars to space shuttles and moon landings. You knew ponykind had dreamed of going to the moon, and it was always some kind of dream of yours, even as a colt.

"I'm telling you, we should colonize it - make a cool little space town looking over the planet. That'd be cool."

"Not sure Princess Luna would appreciate that."

"You never know. It must get pretty lonely up there."

"You got a point there."

"But how do you expect we get there?"

The stallion went into explaining how ponies would be able to reach the moon, especially with magic, and how they would be able to survive up there. To you, it seemed interesting, going to the moon.

To Dash, that was a different story.

"Psst," she whispered to you. "Hey."

You looked to her. "Yeah?"

"This is getting boring. Wanna scoot?"

"And do what?"

She looked at you with a face that said, "You know exactly what I mean."

You looked back to the group of soldiers for a second. They were all talking to one another about different topics, either about space, food, cider, or sex. They were too focused on their own things to notice either of you.

And you had to admit it - it probably was a bit boring.

With a smile and a roll of your eyes, you turned to her and said, "Okay, let's go."

Your lover grinned with a smile and got up from the log, heading for a small path leading to a dark area of the woods. You got up and went after her. By the time you reached the path and started walking, you had already lost her.

"Dash?" you asked with a whisper. "Where'd you go?"

Suddenly, two hooves grabbed you and pulled you off the path, towards a somewhat large tree. The figure pushed you against the tree trunk and pressed its lips against yours. It didn't take long to know it was her.

With how dark it was, you could barely make her out - only her eyes were somewhat visible, being whiter than the rest of her body. However, you noticed her fumbling about with something, but you couldn't tell what it was. After a few seconds, whatever she was messing with lit up a small patch around you, revealed to be a mobile oil lamp. While it was a bit dim, it allowed you to see Dash perfectly.

"Fucking goddess, finally," your mate said before going back in to kiss you. "Thought I'd never get that damn thing to work," she muffled in between.

With a slight laugh, you gently pushed her off you for a moment, catching your breath.

"Calm down, hon," you say with a caring tone. "It's not a race."

She sighed. "I know. I wanted to wait till we got back to a town, but...I can't," she finished with a shake of her head.

You leaned your head back towards the camp. "Why don't we find our tent and-"

Another shake of her head, she remarked, "It's too far, not to mention our guys are everywhere. They'd probably try and peak in or something, and that's the last thing I want happening. Plus...I...kinda always wanted to do it in the woods."

You had to ask her what she meant by that.

"You know - up against a tree, body against body? Just something about it makes it so...I guess naughty."

The idea was now playing out in your mind. Dash in front of you, bent over holding herself against the tree, while you-...

"But...what if one of the others walks by and-"

"They're too busy talking about space. I don't even think they noticed us leave, you know that?"

You turned your head away, trying to see if the campsite was visible here. You could only notice the faint light of the fire before Dash pulled you back in behind cover.

"Don't do that, you're gonna let them see us!" she whispered to you. You apologized in a sheepish manner.

After a few seconds of silence, you asked her, "You sure you wanna do it here?"

She smiled. "Who knows, it might be fun for both of us."

"But...we're just-"

You couldn't finish the counter-sentence, as your mate was right back to kissing you, a hoof on your shoulder, and the other on your chest. No matter what either of you talked about, her kisses always made every little problem go away, even if it wasn't a problem.

As she attempted to make you return the passionate gesture, you started to think about it, her offer. To you, it seemed silly. Sex in the woods didn't seem like any groundbreaking kink, at least to you. Perhaps it was the dirtiness of it, propped up against a gritty tree, getting your hooves dirty in the dirt, or knowing that your seed could spill onto the plant life below.

Or maybe it was the public factor she had a liking to more? The idea that anypony could be watching at any moment, or any of the soldiers at the camp could walk right by and see the two of you-...

It sounded kind of...saucy, now that you thought about it.

After a few more moments of stiff kissing, you made up your mind and helped return the favor. Taking your lover by surprise, you turned about, leaving Dash the one against the tree trunk this time. You gave her a few seconds of romantic kissing before you pull away.

"Oh...alright. But just a quickie, okay?"

She seemed like she wanted to squeal with a hint of excitement.

"That's the spirit."

Turning around and planting her hooves against the tree, she lifted one of her legs, beckoning you to help her remove her leg armor. Without hesitation, you undid the latches and removed the armor without much of a problem. Her hoof touched down and she lifted her other leg, and you did the same with that. Already, Dash felt more relaxed now that her legs and rear were freed, able to 'breathe' in the warm night's air.

The sight of her bare bottom exposed and presented to you was already beginning to make you stiff. You let it prod her entrance for a second.

"Oooh...wait a sec," she stopped you, prompting you to ask if something was wrong. "Nah, nothing's wrong. Give me a sec."

Bending down for a moment, you had to look closely just to see what she was doing. She was digging through her satchel, trying to find something. After a few seconds, she found what she was looking for, and upon standing back up on her hind hooves, she presented to you a small pill.

"What's this?" you asked her.

"A little something a doctor in town cooked up. Something for soldiers."

You were growing a tad bit suspicious. "What does it...do?"

She whispered into your ear. "It makes you go twice."

Go twice? What-...

Oh.

"Is it...you know, safe?"

With a smile, she answered, "I wouldn't be giving it to you if it wasn't. Plus, I've heard some stories from the others that used it. It really works. So, you know...in case you wanna do more than just one thing~..."

"Like...?"

"Well...remember Hearth's Warming a couple years ago?"

Oh. You remembered that day well. It was such a fun morning, but...

"I know you wanted to go harder on me, but you didn't want to waste it."

"And I didn't want to accidentally hurt you."

With a shake of her head, she smiled. "I know you don't. But I promise, I'm fine with this, with that, you know? Remember...I'll always let you know when to stop or slow down. Okay?"

You bit your lip, unsure of what to say. On one hoof, she was allowing you to go nuts on her with the comfort that she'd stop you if you went too far. On the other - what if you ended up hurting her somehow? Could that be possible? Straining her? Accidentally choking her until she passed out? Goddess, that would traumatize you for good.

And she noticed you trying to think it out. You saw it on her face. She gave you that feeling of compassion and care; it was no surprise to you that she cared about you, your thoughts, or your worries - and she always tried to make sure that you were always comfortable, more so than her.

"Hey," she said to you before bringing you in for a kiss. This one this time around was a calm, passionate one, instead of the prior ones filled with lust. These ones were given with care. When she pulled away, she added, "Why don't I start first? Let you get into it? You don't have to do it if you don't want to; you can just let me do my magic...okay?"

Despite your still apparent worry, you gave her a nod, with a smile that was somewhat true.

As soon as she smiled back, she gave you a lick, circling around the flare of your shaft. You moaned quietly, not wanting to be too loud. You could hear her laugh just a bit; the vibrations from it worked wonders. Instinctively, you rested a single hoof on her head, gently rocking her back and forth, just enough so it was sliding in and out, but she was still suckling on it. You could hear her adjust herself better against the tree, while continuing to lick.

Eventually, once you felt her mouth ease up, that was the signal for you to go in, as far as she could handle it - which was a lot. Usually with every first prod, she usually stopped at the ring before going ahead. There were very few times where she took the whole thing in on the first try.

This was one of those times.

Pushing yourself into her mouth as far as you could go, you passed the ring and could feel yourself sliding into her throat. Her breathing was definitely louder, but she wasn't panicking. To be safe, you stayed still for a few moments for her to recuperate. The sensation alone felt great. That was the thing with blowjobs: They were always great no matter what.

After thirty seconds, you asked her if she was ready. She faintly nodded her head, and you started.

Carefully, you slid out of her mouth, just until only the tip was in, before you pushed back in, each time emitting a blissful sigh. Dash moaned and giggled as she balanced her breathing at the same time, but made a little "hhurk!" noise just a moment later, indicating she was choked a bit. You pulled out a bit and asked if she was okay.

She pulled herself off of you completely and said, "Yeah, I'm fine. Still gotta get used to this. Just...keep going."

With another look of reassuring care towards you, she was really fine, and so doing as she told, you pushed yourself back in, much more careful this time around. You went deep into her mouth, as far as you could, but pulled out before she started having complications, before going back in and repeating the process with each thrust. After a couple of minutes, you got the hang of it.

Then she wanted you to go faster. "Don't hold back."

At first, as expected, you were hesitant, but you remembered what Dash said and already did: She'll stop you if anything happens.

So with nothing but that thought in mind, you did as she told and started to go faster. You started to count every thrust a second. It was a thing you did since your first time; it kept you a bit more calm in the high. This time, you were thrusting almost two times a second. At the pace you went, sometimes it was one thrust, other times two, almost three. You never changed the speed unless you felt it was the right moment.

You started breathing a bit louder, enough for her to hear and consider a compliment. The louder or harder or faster you breathed, the better she tried; she always loved it when she knew she was doing a good job. Then again, so did every other mare, as far as you knew.

After a couple of minutes going at your steady pace, you decided to speed up, going at two thrusts every second. It took your mate a bit by surprise, but she was able to get the hang of it quickly. During your first few thrusts, you felt yourself starting to lose your balance. Luckily, Dash was able to keep you steady with a single hoof - while the other went other places familiar to her.

It was no surprise that she worked herself up during these sessions; it was always nice that she got off along with you, but you always felt bad that you weren't the one getting her off. Sure, in a way, you were helping her, but you always loved it when you knew that you were the one who solely helped her finish, just like she always was the one who solely helped you.

This was the only exception you were okay with it.

"Fuck..." was all you could say as you sped up again. Three thrusts a second; it was a pattern for you. Slap slap slap you went into her mouth and against her face. You glanced down to see if she was uncomfortable in any way. Her face was shaped into a constant wince with each thrust, her eyes closed tightly - but it wasn't like a painful wince, but more like...

She whimpered, and just a second later, you could smell the aroma, and you knew she came - possibly the hardest she's come before. Just the look on her face told you straight away without you even having to stop.

And yet she still kept going. With each thrust into her throat, you could feel her shake and tremble, all while her free hoof kept rubbing against her in tiny circles, begging for more. And it was then that you could feel your own high coming up.

"I'm close," you told her as you pulled out for a second. "Inside or-"

"No no no no no no, don't stop, I'm close! Keep fucking my mouth, come on!" You could understand what she was saying, but the words were buried behind shaky breaths and slurred speech.

Before you could answer her request yourself, she did it for you and forced you back into her mouth, and you were thrusting away once again. The pleasure over took you this time, and all you could do was hold her head and did as she told.

Dash was breathing fast and heavy, unable to get a single deep breath, just bits. You knew her lungs had to have been hurting by now, begging for a full breath of air, just for this assault to be over. But you kept on going, holding a clump of her mane in one hoof and gripped the tree with your other.

You could feel it now, creeping up on you and ready to pounce; that always accepted feeling of pleasure.

"Cumming."

It was all you could say before you did just that.

With a single thrust into her little mouth, you unleashed a torrent of your essence straight down her throat. With each spurt, you could hear your lover struggle to breath, coughing as she tried to swallow every drop. You wanted to pull out to be safe, but she held you firmly, not wanting you to pull away.

You knew by now that she enjoyed it, so you played along with it for the last few moments. With your remaining strength, as you were still cumming, you thrust as deep as you could a few extra times. You could hear her choke, and you felt bad hearing it - but nonetheless, she enjoyed it, letting out a cracked moan.

A few seconds later, that moan became muffled, high pitched squeals as she came again. You could hear her starting to struggle for air now, as her body instinctively started to shake as her lungs started to burn. But she held still onto you, and by now, a part of you worried she'd pass out from it all.

You were lucky the two of you took those swimming lessons.

As your orgasm ceased, so did hers, and she immediately pushed you away, sliding you out and exposing you to the cold night - and her lungs to some fresh air. She breathed loud, large gasps of air, her body still shaking post-orgasm and also from the near-asphyxiation. The edge of her mouth was wet and slippery, sticky with your essence. She didn't bother to lick it away for the moment, only to breathe.

She tried to get up, only to fall onto her rear once again. Thankfully the blanket was there; you hadn't even realized it was there. No wonder it was so comfortable to stand.

Once you were able to regain your strength, you wobbled on over to her, sitting right next to her and asked if she was okay. She closed her mouth and eyes, but nodded her head as she breathed through her nose.

"Gi...Give me a second, okay?"

You held her clean hoof gently and waited for her to breathe right again. It took a good couple of minutes, but the silence wasn't so bad. And, in a way...her taking this long to breathe probably meant you did a good job? Maybe?

At some point, she licked away the semen from her lips, cleaning her mouth, and after those couple of minutes, she was relatively okay.

"I didn't...I wasn't too...rough on you, was I?'

She didn't frown like you were somewhat expecting. Instead, she smiled and laughed a bit.

"Dude, that was fucking awesome!" she whisper-yelled. "I didn't think you'd go through with that. Like, the whole 'holding it in and not pulling out' thing...well, other than right before."

You shrugged. "I wasn't sure if it was too far. Didn't want to hurt you, you know?"

Her face formed a genuine, caring smile. "I know. I could see it on your face." Her face then changed into somewhat of a playful mocking one. "You looked so scared."

You stuck your tongue out and smiled. "You sure you're okay, though?"

She cleared her throat - perfect timing - and answered, "Yeah. I mean...my throat's probably gonna be sore as hell tomorrow, but...hey, it was worth it."

With another smile, you gave her a gentle kiss. Thankfully, you didn't taste your own cum. However, during the kiss, Rainbow made a sound like she realized something - and she did.

"You know," she remarked, "You...do still have a..."

She pointed, and you- Oh.

Right, the pill thing. Two times. No wonder you still felt ready to go, no matter how tired you also felt.

"Hoooow about we just do anal tonight?"

That works. That always works. It wasn't so much your thing as it was hers...but that works.

"You're...you know...clean down there, right?"

"Pfft...duh. The lake, remember?"

"Oh. ....Uh...we drank from there."

"It's a big lake, dummy."

Gross, but...true.

But hey, that's what fires are for, right?