A Rainbow at Dusk

Chapter Three; A Maid and Her Master

Rainbow Blitz groaned, shaking out his aching wings as he landed on his front porch. “Man, I thought weather work was supposed to be easy,” he muttered, opening the door and stepping inside. A glance at the clock brought forth a sigh as he meandered through the entryway. “And I still have lunch with the guys. Ugh-” his grumbling paused long enough to pull his shirt over his shoulders, balling it up and sniffing it, blanching at the odour. “Which means I need a shower. Good-bye naptime.”

The shirt was thrown across the room, landing somewhere. He didn’t really care where; he’d pick it up the next time he ran out of shirts. Scratching at his chest, Blitz yawned. “Well whatever; I can bail on the guys early if I really want a nap. Although…” he smirked. “Dusk will be there, and if I know that nerd, he’s gonna be real awkward around me. Serves him right; kicking me out like that. I’ll mess with him in front of everyone; that should do it.”

A frown crossed his lips momentarily as his own words ran back across his mind. “Okay, maybe not. Some mild teasing at most; it’s not like I’m gonna tell anyone. Besides, he has a little payback coming.” Blitz nodded to himself, straightening his back. “Just lots of double… double enten… double nintendos or whatever. Still though; never thought he’d be into that kinda thing,” he mused as he found himself in front of his fridge. A second of rummaging brought forth an energy drink. “Wonder what’s up with that… wonder what else he’s into?”

The drink was chugged down in a matter of seconds, and Blitz belched loudly as he threw the can away. “Heh. Maybe I should take another late-night flight around his place. See what he’s got goin’ on. I’ll bet-” he paused mid-step, eyes narrowing.

There was a light on in his house. More specifically, his bedroom.

“Hello?” Blitz called, cautiously walking down the hallway. “Anyone here?” No one answered, but he knew for a fact he hadn’t left his light on. Taking a moment to gather himself, Blitz threw his door open and jumped inside, wings spread wide. “Who-...” he trailed off, jaw falling open slightly.

“Dusk?”

Dusk Shine fidgeted awkwardly, eyes glued on the floor. “W-w-welcome h-home… s-sir…” he added in barely a whisper.

Blitz blinked. Sure enough, it was Dusk Shine standing in front of his bed, dressed in a… well, every lewd maid outfit from every porno he’d ever seen. A black dress with frilly white trim that covered the bare minimum of Dusk’s legs to not be considered indecent, below which he wore black, nearly see-through stockings held up by lacy white garters. The front was covered by a half-apron, suspended by thin straps that hung on his slim shoulders. Dusk also stood noticeably taller thanks to the addition of black high-heels that accented his long, slender legs. To top it all off, he was once more wearing the pink choker, its tag shining slightly in the light.

Suddenly, Rainbow didn’t feel very tired.

“Dusk, what-”

“You must be tired from work,” Dusk cut in, the waver in his voice fading slightly as he fell more into the roll he’d prepared for himself. “W-why don’t you lay down and let me… take care of you?”

Blitz stared at him. All things considered, that was one hell of a loaded offer. The slightly sultry tone didn’t help matters, either. Neither did the still visible bite mark on the unicorn’s neck that hadn’t entirely faded. “Dusk,” Blitz cut in, more firmly this time. He noticed the way the unicorn seemed to flinch away and lowered his voice. “What is… this?”

“I-I…” Dusk stumbled over himself for a moment before stopping and taking a moment to slow his breathing. When he looked up their eyes met. “I… I know what you said, about it just being a one night stand, or whatever you want to call it. A-and I know you don’t really like to d-date, b-but I-”

“Hold on a second,” Blitz interrupted quickly. “That’s not-... well okay, that is what I said, but only because someone freaked out and teleported me onto the balcony. Butt-naked,” he added with a sharp look.

“I.. panicked. Barb came home…”

Blitz rolled his eyes, ignoring the excuse. “If you hadn’t tried to get me arrested for indecent exposure, I would have told you that, while I’m not into the dating thing, I am more than open to a… causal relationship, I guess you’d call it.”

“A… what?”

“Y’know-” Blitz shrugged lamely. “-we’re just friends, but we also fuck. Without the romance junk. Just sex.”

Dusk blinked.

Blitz scratched the back of his head. “I mean, if you don’t want to-”

“You-...” Dusk looked down at himself, then back up. “You’re telling me I did all this for nothing?” He couldn’t help but laugh. “I’ve been stressing about how this would go all day! I made a plan! A checklist! And you-” he made a vague gesture at the befuddled pegasus. “You just waltzed in and threw it all out!”

“Uh… sorry?” Blitz offered uncertainty. “You really thought I was gonna say ‘no’ to getting another piece of that ass?” He smirked at the blush his words provoked. “I didn’t know you put work into this thing. You... uh… wanna, like, have a do-over?”

Dusk looked at him incredulously. “What?”

“Y’know; a do-over. I walk out, then come back in and we pretend this never happened so you can use your… plan or whatever?”

“You mean… like… roleplay?”

Blitz coughed into his hand. “I mean… is there a way we could make that sound not-lame?”

Fiddling with the hem of his skirt, Dusk chewed his lip apprehensively. He had gone through a lot of trouble to set this up, and if Blitz was offering…

“Okay.” He blushed, looking away. “S-step outside for a second, then come back in and I’ll… d-do my… thing…”

Blitz’s mouth opened before could stop himself. “I’m pretty sure I’ll be the one ‘doing’ something,” he chortled, giving the unicorn only a passing glance as he turned and left the room, the door closing behind him. Out in the hall, he rubbed the back of his neck, awkwardly glancing around. How long was he supposed to wait? It wasn’t like-

The door opened. Blitz raised an eyebrow, but didn’t need a more obvious hint. Stepping inside, it was… exactly the same as he left it; Wonderbolts posters on the wall, bed to the left, blushing femboy to the right. Eyes trailing up and down the maid, he licked his lips; change that to sexy femboy.

“Welcome home, sir,” Dusk said, and Blitz was surprised by the confidence in his tone. It was night and day compared to the first time he’d tried to make this scene play out.

If he was being honest with himself, Dusk was just as surprised. But then, he’d been surprised the first time, too; the fact that he’d even gone through with any of this was a shock, but being here, now, it was… different than how he’d imagined. He’d known he’d be nervous, and embarrassed, and he’d been ready for all kinds of teasing remarks, but… it wasn’t as bad as it should have been. Even with the maid outfit, feeling Rainbow’s eyes on him didn’t make him feel like he was dying of embarrassment like it should have.

It made him feel good.

“You must be tired from work,” Dusk continued, his confidence only growing the longer Blitz’s eyes stayed on him. Maybe it was because of what had happened the last time, but he was comfortable like this, in these clothes, in front of Rainbow. His voice dropped to almost a pur. “Why don’t you lay down and let me… take care of you.”

“Alright,” Blitz said slowly. Dusk smiled and motioned to the bed, heart beating loudly out of anticipation rather than nerves. He knew what he wanted. Knew what he had to do - what he was going to do - and Blitz had already answered the one question he was nervous about. All that was left was some fun.

With a curious glance thrown at Dusk, Blitz complied, stepping forward.

Dusk made no attempt to hide his hungry gaze as it washed over Blitz’s toned, shirtless form. The pegasus smirked at the look, subtly flexing and nodding approvingly at himself as Dusk’s eyes widened slightly.

“Face down,” the unicorn added in a squeek.

Face down. Blitz frowned slightly; it wasn’t what he’d been expecting. But then, what about this situation was expected? He shrugged and did as he was told, climbing onto the bed and laying on his stomach, turning his head to the side to watch Dusk from the corner of his eye.

Taking a long, slow breath, Dusk nodded to himself, mentally checking off another task from his list. Things were going according to plan. Not that he really had to worry about that now, but it was nice to have the plan already prepped in the back of his mind; it made everything go smoother. No need to think, or over-think, he just needed to do. Kicking off his black heels, Dusk clambered on top of Blitz, hesitating only a moment before throwing his leg over the pegasus’s back and straddling him just above his tail. Blitz grunted, caught off-guard by the sudden weight falling onto him.

Biting his lip, Dusk ran his hands down Rainbow’s back, feeling the toned muscle beneath the skin - and just how tense it really was. He’d always known weather work was physically demanding, but Blitz’s muscles were knotted and strained to a point he hadn’t expected. Closing his eyes, he pictured the diagrams from the books he’d spent all night cramming and lined his hands up with the examples, double checking his positioning before pressing down and rubbing just below Blitz’s shoulder blades.

“Dusk, what-” he cut himself off with a gasp as Dusk pressed more firmly into his back, throwing his entire - admittedly modest - weight into the massage.

Dusk smiled as he heard a happy groan. “I know you avoid the spa like the plague, so I figured you could do with some relaxation.”

Moaning as Dusk properly got to work, Blitz felt himself going slack as he all but melted into the bed. “Spa’s girly,” he muttered. “I don’t do ‘girly’.”

“Well you ‘did’ me,” Dusk replied coyly. “And I’d say I’m pretty girly.”

Blitz laughed, quickly trailing off into another approving groan. “That’s different. You’re hot.”

Dusk couldn’t help but to wince slightly. “That’s just the clothes.” He shifted down, his hands moving to the especially tender muscles around Blitz's wings. “But I’m glad you approve.”

“Mmmm. Nah. Is you. But hey, speaking of the clothes, can I ask you something?”

“What is it?”

Blitz lifted his head enough to turn and look at Dusk directly. “What’s with that?”

“With… what?” Dusk asked uncertainty.

“That whole ‘dressing up like a girl’ thing? Like, do you… y’know…” Blitz made a vague, indecipherable motion with a hand.

“Huh?”

Blitz fidgeted awkwardly, receiving a rather sharp glare and an unnecessarily hard rub that made his wing flare out to the side. He forced himself to stay still. “Do you… like… y’know…”

“Blitz?” Dusk frowned; it wasn’t like his friend to be so obviously uncomfortable.

“D’you… wish you were a girl?”

Dusk blinked. “Oh. Oh!” He paused his massaging long enough to laugh. “No, Rainbow; I’m perfectly happy being a stallion. It’s just a sex thing…” he blushed slightly. “And… err… a ‘leading up to sex’ thing… and sometimes a ‘I’m home alone, why not?’ thing…” he had to look away from the teasing smirk Blitz was giving him. “S-shut up.”

“Hey; I already told you I’m not one to judge. I’m just… curious, is all,” Blitz admitted, shrugging as best he could while Dusk returned to forcefully rubbing at his back.

“Look, it’s seriously nothing like that; it’s just… it feels good, I guess. I feel… well, sexy when I’m wearing this stuff. Desirable,” his eyes narrowed slightly, hands working on autopilot as he lost himself in thought. “It’s… it’s nice, feeling like that. That ties into a lot of my fantasies, too; I suppose the whole ‘being a slut’ thing comes from the idea of being some kind of sex idol, lusted after for my body.” Dusk shuddered as his mind conjured forth images of exactly what he was talking about. “That and I’m just a natural submissive. I mean, you saw how I reacted the second you took control the other night. I do a lot of thinking, and even more over-thinking. It’s nice to give up control sometimes. Not have to worry about everything constantly.”

Dusk was shaken from his thoughts when he felt, then heard Blitz chuckling beneath him. “What’s so funny?”

“Dude, you could've just said it was a kink; I didn’t need you to nerd out about why you have a fetish,” Blitz laughed, shifting slightly and relaxing his head back onto the pillows. “That does make me wonder what other kinks you have though.”

Dusk gave an awkward laugh. “Oh… just a few…”

“A few?”

“I… um…” he coughed into a hand, mumbling; “I have a list.”

Blitz felt like laughing again, but honestly, he wasn’t surprised. “A list?” he echoed. “Like, a sex list?”

“Kinda?” Dusk shrugged halfheartedly. “It’s a list of things I want to try. Some things I have tried and know I like. Stuff like that.”

Nodding to himself slowly, almost sagely, Blitz turned his head again. “Alright. I’m changing the deal.”

“Huh?”

“I’ll be your fuckbuddy only on the condition that I get to see this list of yours.”

Dusk blushed a deep red. “B-Blitz! I can’t-... that’s embarrassing! W-what if you see something that makes you think I’m some kind of weirdo!?”

The pegasus quirked a brow, flicking his eyes down to Dusk’s dress, then back up. “Really?”

Dusk looked away. “S-shut up. There’s other stuff on that list…”

“Hey, I wanna know what I’m getting into here. And I’ve told you a million times; I ain’t judging. I’m the ‘try everything once’ guy. So, that’s the deal; take it or leave it.”

“Bliii-iitz~” Dusk whined, doing his best pout. However, it seemed to have no effect on the pegasus and he was forced to weigh his options. On the one hand, that list had every kink he’d ever been interested in, even as a passing thought. On the other, he really enjoyed what he now knew Blitz could give him. And he had promised not to judge…

“Fine,” he relented with a defeated sigh. “It’s a deal.”

Blitz just chuckled, laying his head back on the pillows. “Atta boy.”

Dusk’s eyes narrowed at the rainbow hair in front of him. “You know, you should be careful about laughing at the person currently on top of you.”

Blitz rolled his eyes. “What’s a cute little maid like you going to do?”

“What a maid is supposed to do-” he leaned forward, pressing his chest into Blitz’s back and whispering in his ear; “take care of her master.”

“Oh?” Blitz smirked. “Does this massage come with a happy ending?” He felt Dusk’s weight leave him, the bed shifting.

“Why don’t you roll over and find out?”

Curious, and more than willing to find out what Dusk had planned, Blitz rolled over, his eyes falling on the maid, now stood at the foot of the bed. Before he had time to ask, or even wonder, Dusk slid onto the mattress, a teasing smirk on his lips as he crawled forward on his hands and knees.

Blitz’s eyebrows raised in surprise as Dusk slowly, almost sensually crawled over his legs, never once breaking eye contact as he came closer. Then he stopped and lowered his head, his cheek coming to rest on Blitz’s inner thigh. For a moment he seemed content to lay there, that little smile never once leaving his face and making Blitz question if it was sexy or cute or both.

Then Dusk rolled his head and pressed his lips into the crotch of Blitz’s jeans. There was already a bulge, but it was far from done growing. He took a slow, deep breath, horn glowing as the button was undone, then shifted up to grasp the zipper between his teeth.

“Okay; that’s pretty hot,” Blitz admitted, content to lay back and watch as the dressed-up stallion pulled down his pants, leaving only his underwear to constrain his slowly hardening length. He brought up his arms and laced his fingers behind his head.

Dusk, meanwhile, eyed Blitz’s bulge hungrily, taking only a moment before he once more pressed his lips against the single layer of fabric between him and his goal. It twitched under his lips, pulsing in time with Blitz’s heart. Then Dusk pulled back, just slightly, and his tongue darted out of his mouth, touching against the noticeable outline of the fattening medial ring. It hardly made contact at all, but even through Blitz’s underwear it elicited a noticeable reaction from his member as it twitched and grew harder, the flared head starting to push up against the elastic band holding the underwear in place.

Apparently, Dusk had no intention of removing the final barrier just yet as he opened his mouth, gently brushing his teeth along the throbbing shaft. The fabric blunted the sharp edges, giving rise to a sensation Blitz hadn’t experienced before, but certainly not one he was going to complain about. Dusk slowly closed his jaw, pulling back and running his teeth along the underside of Blitz’s cock. Then he opened his mouth against a repeated the process higher up the shaft, this time sliding downwards. Suddenly he was stroking Blitz’s dick with his teeth, muted by the separating layer of clothing the feeling was light and teasing, just enough to be felt and more than enough to excite, but that was all.

Exactly what Dusk wanted.

Within moments Blitz was fully hard, his impressive length having pushed out the top of his boxer shorts, held tight against his belly. Just as he was starting to grow impatient, just as the unique sensation started to lose his interest, Dusk made his next move. In a flash of magic Blitz’s underwear vanished and his member sprang free, all thirteen inches standing upright and throbbing, practically begging for attention.

Attention Dusk seemed all too eager to not give it as he pulled back, laying gentle kisses on Blitz’s inner thigh.

“Dusk-” Blitz was cut off by a gasp as Dusk’s horn lit and invisible, feather-light touches danced across the tip of his cock.

Dusk smirked to himself, keeping up the intangible teasing as he continued to kiss anywhere and everywhere except the towering pole of cockflesh before him. Up one thigh, then down the other. One laid on each of Blitz’s fat balls, no doubt churning with seed. He took his time, all the while enjoying the heavy, masculine musk that permeated his every breath.

Grunting, Blitz tried to sit up only for a band of magic to form across his chest, holding him down. “Hey, what’s the big idea?” He lifted his hand only for it to be grabbed and pinned down at his side, his other arm quickly following suit.

Dusk didn’t answer right away, instead opting to finally plant a single wet kiss at the base of Blitz’s shaft. “You owe me,” he said simply, licking his lips. “I’m gonna take my time.”

“Owe you? For what?”

“Making me think that night was a one-time thing, for starters,” he said between kisses, now working his way up the shaft. “Making me worry about how I’d convince you to do it again.” Arriving at the head, his tongue fell from his mouth, touching only the tip to Blitz’s fat flare and running a teasing circle around the slit. “Making me get all dressed up for you again.”

For a moment Bitz struggled against his restraints, before falling slack when he realised there was no way he could brute force his way through magic. “You’re a terrible maid,” he grumbled. “I thought maids were supposed to obey their masters.”

Ignoring the shudder that ran down his spine at the words, Dusk smiled. “You’ll have to punish me for it later. For now…” his smile grew into a grin as the ever-present magic teasing Blitz’s shaft dissipating. Instead, a ring of glowing, lavender energy formed just above the head. It was lowered slowly, gradually engulfing the flare with a warm tingling that made the pegasus’s hips thrust upwards automatically.

Dusk bit his lip as the ring of magic started slowly stroking Blitz’s cock, its pressure firmer than the magic from before but no less teasing. It moved too slowly to do anything more than drive Blitz’s arousal higher, and he once more found himself struggling against Dusk’s magic.

“Duuuusk~” Blitz almost whined, using what little mobility he had to hump up into the magic in an effort to gain just a little more stimulation.

With a role of his eyes, Dusk added his tongue to the teasing of his magic. A gentle flick here, a touch there, the rare, proper lick along a particularly thick vein. He showed no interest in going any further than that, however. Occasionally his magic would tighten and speed up, giving just enough pleasure to breed disappointment when it stopped. After a few minutes of seamingly endless torture, Dusk sat upright and, in a instant, Blitz’s cockhead was in his mouth being assaulted by his tongue. The magic ring worked fast and hard, properly pumping the shaft as his hands rubbed gently at Blitz’s balls.

“Holy sh-” Blitz gasped as an orgasm he hadn’t even felt coming suddenly came barreling down upon him, his peak approaching fast.

Then Dusk revealed the true depth of his evil as he pulled away, all stimulation stopping and leaving Blitz’s member to throb and twitch in the air, a few small dribbles of precum leaking down the shaft.

Blitz’s glare could melt a steel beam. “What the fuck!?”

Dusk grinned, mentally checking off one of the final items on his checklist. “What?” He asked innocently, one hand absentmindedly stroking Blitz’s shaft. “I want to take my time. You know they say the longer the foreplay the better-”

“Dusk,” Blitz interrupted sharply. “I swear to Solaris I will make you regret this.”

That’s the plan, Dusk thought, suppressing a femenine giggle. “We’ll see.” His horn lit and Blitz’s entire shaft was engulfed in a sleeve of magic that felt as though it were vibrating, every nerve in his cock suddenly on fire with pleasure.

And just like before, as soon as he felt his orgasm coming everything stopped, leaving him to hump the empty air as a shot of pre rained down on his chest.

“Two,” Blitz muttered through clenched teeth.

“We’re counting now?” Dusk asked. “Well, if you really think you can count that high~” He opened his mouth and swallowed the cock before him, taking it all the way to the thick medial ring. With a few swallows and flexes of his throat he saw the signs again; Blitz’s toes curling, his hands clenching. Dusk pulled away, licking up the precum that came flowing out from the pegasus’s swollen balls.

“Three,” Blitz growled.

“Think you can keep track?” he teased, sticking out his tongue when Blitz glowered at him. “Well, while this is fun and all, there’s something I’d much rather be doing,” Dusk continued. The tantalizing ring of magic returned to Blitz’s shaft, no more satisfying than it had been before yet somehow so much more frustrating. Dusk, meanwhile, stood from the bed. Making sure to come around to the side, so Blitz could watch, he made a show of hiking up his skirt, revealing the lacy black panties beneath.

Turning around and bending over, Dusk spread his asscheeks apart, glancing over his shoulder. “What do you think about these panties? I like my pink ones, but they don’t really match the rest of the outfit.”

Blitz snorted, his nostrils flaring.

Giggling, Dusk released his cheeks, the perfectly round globes of flesh falling back together with an audible clap. His hands moved to the elastic band of the panties, and he shook his ass enticingly. “Bet all you care about is what’s underneath though, huh?”

“Dusk, if you don’t let me up I’m-”

“Aw, where’s the fun in that?” Dusk asked, lubing Blitz’s shaft with his magic as he stood upright, still facing away and obscuring his ass from view as the panties were slid slowly down his stocking-clad legs. “I was thinking about riding you until you were ready to burst, then just sitting there and watching you squirm, hilted in my ass as I make you watch me cum. Then I’ll- eep!” He squealed as a pair of muscular arms wrapped around him, a long, hard object pressing into his back.

Blitz didn’t take a moment to wonder why it had been so easy to break out of the magic holding him down. All he was focused on was the teasing femboy and his delightfully tight ass.

“You were saying?” He growled right into Dusk’s ear, spinning around and throwing him onto the bed.

Dusk landed on his back with a bounce, his tail hanging off the edge of the bed. He had to hide his smile as the final item was checked off his list. “B-Blitz! W-wait!” he cried, forcing a sliver of artificial fear into his voice. “I-I didn’t-!”

“Spread those legs,” Blitz commanded forcefully, his wings unfurled as he towered over the smaller stallion. He grasped his dick at the base and stepped up to the edge of the bed. “It’s my turn.”

Nodding timidly, Dusk did as he was told, wrapping his hands around his thighs and pulling them up and apart, his pucker and comparatively tiny member on full display beneath his skirt. “Blitz-”

“Quiet,” Blitz grunted, lining up the fat, rock-hard flare of his cock with the presented anus. “A slut like you should know her place.” He pushed forward, pausing only a moment at the feeble resistance Dusk’s ass presented before, with a jerk of his hips, he forced his flare into the welcoming warmth.

Dusk whimpered slightly as he was stretched around Blitz’s impressive tool. It felt bigger than it had before, likely due to his teasing. He let his head fall back as more and more hot, throbbing cockflesh was forced into him. In that moment he knew without a doubt that his toys were nothing more than cheap imitations. The real thing felt so much better, and that spoke nothing of the feeling of a stallion standing over him, perfectly illustrating his place as a bottom.

“That’s a good look on you, Dusky,” Blitz grunted, looking down with a mix of pleasure and focus on his face. “Right where you belong; beneath me, impaled on my cock like the butt slut you are.”

Dusk could only groan at the words as Blitz pulled out then thrust back in, slowly working his way deeper into the femboy’s impressively tight depths. How he managed to stay so tight was a mystery to Blitz; he’d seen the kind of toys his nerdy friend had to work with. He wasn’t about to complain though - Dusk’s walls clenched around his member almost painfully, with just slightly more give than on the previous thrust. Within only a handful of minutes he’d shoved more than half his cock into Dusk’s ass.

“What happened to all that stuff you were saying, huh?” A particularly rough thrust slammed Blitz’s medial ring against the entrance to Dusk’s ass, but still it refused to give. He did, however, get a delicious squeal out of the stallion. “What was that about watching me squirm? From where I’m standing, you’re the one doing the squirming.”

“B-blitz, p-please,” Dusk murmured, looking up at the pegasus with a pleading look in his eye. “Harder.”

Blitz grinned. “Harder?” He echoed, tilting his head. “You want more?”

“Y-yes, please; more! Give me more!” Dusk cried, doing his best to push back against Blitz’s thrusting. With every stroke he could feel the medial ring bump up against his pucker, teasing him with the promise of more but never giving him what he wanted.

With a quiet chuckle, Blitz reached down and grasped the femenine stallions wonderfully wide hips. “You asked for it.” He slammed forward and pulled Dusk against him, finally shoving his entire length into the rippling, welcoming hole. Their hips smacked together, the sound drowned out by Dusk’s high-pitched moan as he was filled, utterly and completely. A shudder ran across his body, seaming to set his every nerve on fire.

“Ready to cum for me, Dusky?” Blitz asked, one hand sliding from Dusk’s hips to the unicorn’s leaking cock, a steady stream of precum dripping from its tip. He jerked it hard and without mercy, even as he continued to slam their hips together.

Dusk’s mouth fell open in a silent scream as an orgasm he wasn’t expecting suddenly crashed down on him, thick strands of cum shooting over his uniform. Blitz halted his movements as Dusk came, enjoying the feeling of his ass clamping down on his dick. His hand continued stroking more slowly, urging out every last bit of cum.

After a few moments of heaven Dusk came down from his high, panting. When his eyes managed to focus again, he found Blitz’s cum-covered hand hovering in front of his face.

“Do your job and clean me up, slut.”

Dusk could only whimper as he nodded timidly, shifting slightly and wincing as his ass reflexively clamped down on Blitz’s thick rod still buried inside him. He reached up and grabbed the offered hand, the heady scent of his own jizz washing over him as he stuck out his tongue and tentatively licked at Blitz’s fingers. A moment later he was sucking the cum off them, lost in the humiliating act and the taste of his seed, still basking in the afterglow of climax. When he was done he laid his head back, waiting for the next command.

Blitz examined his hand, nodding approvingly and leaning forward, his mouth right next to Dusk’s ear. “One,” he whispered, and in an instant he was thrusting into Dusk’s ass again at the same speed he head been.

“Ahhn~! R-Rainbow!” Dusk squealed, the pleasure of his ass being filled mixing with the pain of over-stimulation. His softening cock flopped uselessly as he was fucked, a few more drops of jizz leaking from the tip.

“You stopped me from cumming three times,” Blitz growled, nipping at Dusk’s ear. “I could do that, but that’s no fun, so I’m gonna make you cum three times. One for every time you stopped me.”

Dusk barely even heard what he was being told, his mind awash with so many intense feelings he didn’t know how to interpret. His arms reached up and around Blitz’s back as his legs wrapped around the pegasus’s hips. “R-rain-… Rainbow~… Rainbo-ow…” Dusk moaned over and over, eyes clenched shut as he clung to the larger stallion. Slowly the intense, white-hot overstimulation faded, leaving only the pleasure of being filled, of being held down and used.

And a seemingly endless desire for more.

“Gods above, Dusk, your ass feels great. Like it was made for my cock,” Blitz grunted. With Dusk’s legs wrapped around his hips he couldn’t pull out very far, so instead he ramped up the speed and power of his thrusts, and the room filled with the powerful slaps of their hips slamming together. “You’re my perfect cockslut.”

“Yes, your cockslut,” Dusk echoed, barely even aware he’d done it. He dug his nails into Blitz’s back, which only seemed to urge the pegasus to thrust harder and faster. He felt the tightening in his abdomen again, but this time no release came. The pleasure just kept growing, the spring coiling tighter and tighter without end. He moaned and whimpered and screamed, thrusting his ass back in a vain attempt to get more cock inside him, hoping for some way to release the tension.

Blitz’s teeth ground together, focusing almost more on stopping himself from cumming than the actual rutting. “Your ass is mine,” he growled, enjoying the way Dusk clung to him, the feeling of power he got from dominating the smaller stallion. “Your body is mine. You belong to me.”

“Yessss,” Dusk moaned, a line of drool running down from the corner of his mouth. “I-I’m your slut. Your toy. Yours to use. Yours to fuck.” His whole body suddenly convulsed, his eyes flying wide as an intense wave of pleasure flowed over him. It was unlike any orgasm he’d experienced before, the sensation was so much deeper, so much more powerful. His cock twitched and throbbed, but no cum came out. Jaw falling slack, Dusk’s mind was consumed by the alien feeling that lasted far longer than he thought possible

Blitz, meanwhile, felt the way Dusk’s ass clenched against his cock over and over, as though trying to milk the seed from his balls. “Was that two, Dusky?” he asked, not even bothering to slow his thrusting.

There was no response more coherent than a gargled moan, but Blitz took that as a ‘yes’ anyway. He grinned. “One more to go.” His arms wrapped around Dusk’s back and before the unicorn knew it he was lifted from the bed and slammed against a wall, which admittedly was just as soft as the mattress had been.

Held up by Blitz’s arms, Dusk could do little else but moan as he held on for dear life, his mind adrift in an endless sea of pleasure. He was vaguely aware of Blitz saying something, but his head felt like it had been stuffed with cotton. Time and space lost meaning, the only thing left was the cock stuffing his ass and the feeling of being dominated, of being used however someone else saw fit.

Dusk squirmed and whimpered, impaled atop Blitz’s cock and helpless to do anything about the brutal fucking he was recieving.

“Do you want another one?”

“Huh?” Dusk blinked, some sense returning to him as he felt Blitz’s teeth against his neck, just below his choker.

“The mark from the other night is fading,” Blitz explained, licking along the dull bruise. “I asked if you wanted another one to replace it. A nice little sign showing that your ass is owned.”

Dusk nodded wordlessly, an all new wave of lust washing over him at the thought of being claimed once more, marked as his stallion’s property. The tag on his choker bounced wildly against his neck with every thrust.

“You want to be my personal slut?” Blitz shifted his hips in an effort to get his cock even deeper. “Do you think you deserve it?”

“P-please, Rainbow,” Dusk whimpered, realizing what the pegasus was after. “Please, claim me again. I-I’m your slut.”

Blitz’s nostrils flared and he snorted, hips working in long, full strokes. “And what if someone sees it?”

“Th-they’ll know my ass is owned by you.”

It took every last ounce of willpower Blitz had to keep from cumming, his cock almost painfully hard, balls aching and seaming to swell as he held himself back. Dusk had only cum twice, after all. He had a promise to keep. “How will they know?” he breathed, right in Dusk’s ear.

“I-I’ll tell them!” Dusk cried. “A-anyone who sees it, anyone who asks - I’ll tell them it was from you, that you’re… you’re my…”

Blitz halted himself, holding there and grinding forcefully up into Dusk’s prostate. “Your what?” He didn’t wait for the answer as he clamped his teeth down on Dusk’s neck again, biting down firmly as he created a seal with his lips and sucked.

“My master!” Dusk screamed, his third orgasm ripping through his veins. A tiny string of translucent cum dribbled from his cock. “You’re my master! My stallion!”

Groaning as he felt his cock getting milked by Dusk’s quivering, clenching walls, Blitz pulled back and admired the mark he’d left. Finally he let himself go. A few quick, half-inch thrusts was all it took to trigger his own climax. His balls clenched and an intense feeling of release overtook him as his cock unleashed its load deep in his friend’s ass. The first shot alone was more than he usually produced, and that was only the beginning. A guttural, bestial growl forced its way past his lips. “And what are you?”

Dusk shuddered as his colon was filled by what felt like gallons of spunk. “Your pet. Your toy. Your slut! Wh-whatever you want me to be! I’m yours!”

“Good boy,” Blitz whispered, hips twitching as his orgasm continued, his cock pumping more and more thick, creamy jizz into the femboy. The thick flare of his cockhead created and air-tight seal, keeping every last drop inside even as the pressure grew.

By the time Blitz’s orgasm started to slow Dusk felt beyond full, his tongue lolling out of his mouth as he panted, arms and legs weakly clinging to his stallion. Blitz’s strength was the only thing holding him up, and a part of him was keenly aware of it - the same part of him that recognized Blitz not as his friend, but as his master. That part of him relished the feeling of Blitz’s hot spunk inside him, squealing internal about being bred by his stallion.

What felt like an eternity later the flow of jizz stopped, and Blitz’s legs shook as exhaustion caught up to him. There was a wet pop as his softening cock slipped from Dusk’s well-used hole, a veritable deluge of cum splattering onto the floor. Not that Blitz really cared; he barely had enough strength left to hold Dusk up, never mind think about cleaning up. It took every last ounce of energy he had to pull his partner off the wall and stagger to the bed, only to collapse in a tangled mess of limbs. For a few moments the only sound was their combined panting as they both struggled to catch their breath.

Blitz felt Dusk squirming and, after a moment, helped untangle their bodies. Before Dusk could get up, though, he wrapped his arms around the smaller stallion, pulling him against his chest, only to cringe and recoil as the half-dried cum on Dusk’s outfit pressed into his bare belly. “You, uh, wanna take that stuff off?”

Dusk frowned, eyes flicking away. “I thought you liked it? I-I wore it for you, and-”

With a roll of his eyes, Blitz tilted his head forward and tapped their foreheads together. “I do,” he said. “I just don’t like that you’re covered in jizz.”

“O-oh…”

Blitz raised an eyebrow. “Well?”

“H-hold on…” Dusk squinted his eyes and his horn flickered to life, the glow wavering and unsteady. After a moment, there was a flash, and he smiled. “There - no semen on my clothes.”

“You coulda’ just taken them off…” Blitz muttered to himself, but shrugged it off as he once more pressed their chests together, sighing. “Well whatever. I suppose you are pretty cute all dressed up like that.”

Dusk’s face flushed. “I-I’m glad you think so…”

“You’re gettin’ shy on me again. What happened to all that confidence you had when you were doing your thing? It’s like you’re a different person when you’re horny.”

“You’re one to talk,” Dusk bit back with a smirk. “Telling me you don’t do the ‘romance junk’ then all that talk about owning me, claiming me.”

For the first time, Dusk saw Blitz blushing, the pegasus glancing away. “I… uh… i-it’s just a sex thing, y’know? That kinda stuff turns me on, that’s all. It’s not like I actually-”

“Blitz, shut up; I get it. Master,” Dusk added teasingly.

Blitz felt a shudder run down his spine but chose to ignore it. “Yeah yeah, laugh it up. Speaking of that, though; I’m sorry about your plan. I, uh, guess I kinda ruined it again, huh?”

Dusk looked genuinely confused for a moment, before the realization dawned on him and he laughed. “Blitz, didn’t you realize how easy it was to break out of my magic?”

“What?”

“I’m not that bad at magic,” Dusk said. “And, I hate to tell you this, but you’re not that strong.”

Blitz blanched. “Wait… you mean… that was your plan?”

The unicorn giggled and nodded. “I told you before; I’m a natural sub. I didn’t actually want to top you, I just wanted to get you riled up enough to… well, do that. Which was amazing, by the way; I’ve never cum that hard before.”

“Heh, you and me both,” Blitz admitted. “You really know how to turn me on. I think this thing we got goin’ is gonna be a lot of fun.”

“Hopefully,” Dusk agreed, shifting down so he could bury his face in Blitz’s chest. He sighed contentedly, and he realized he felt just as comfortable here, in this position, as he did when he was reading. It wasn’t an unwelcome realization, but it caught him off guard; he’d never been this relaxed around another person before, never mind while he was dressed up. Still, around Rainbow, he knew he could let loose and be himself. That much had been made clear after their first encounter. Today had only made him realize it.

Blitz, meanwhile, watched the smaller stallion with an idle smile, enjoying both the afterglow of his climax and the warmth of another body pressed against his. It lasted all of thirty seconds, however, as his eyes landed on the clock.

“Shit, dude; we gotta go. We were supposed to have lunch with the guys twenty minutes ago!”

Dusk just yawned. “I rescheduled that this morning,” he mumbled, peaking one eye open to check the time. “We have another hour. I thought this might take a while.”

There was a pause, then Blitz broke out laughing. “Of course you did. Of course you did. You-...” he shook his head and hugged Dusk a little tighter. “You’re still you under those clothes. In that case, we have time for a nap… and a shower, for that matter.”

“That was the idea.”

“Then after lunch, we’ll go back to your place and you’re gonna show me that list of yours,” Blitz added with a mischievous grin.

Dusk swallowed nervously.

With a final flap of his wings, Rainbow Blitz landed on the sidewalk outside Sugarcube Corner. He ran his hands through his hair, making sure the flight over had fully dried it. Satisfied, he stepped into the bakery and scanned the tables, quickly locating the booth his friends occupied. Well, most of his friends, anyway.

“Hey guys,” he greeted with a wave, sliding into the half-empty booth next to Butterscotch. “Dusk isn’t here yet?”

“I’m afraid not,” Elusive said, glancing out the large windows along the front wall of the store. “He’s the one who rescheduled though; whatever the reason, it may have run a little longer than he thought.”

Applejack snorted. “Bet he’s hole’ up in that library of his readin’.”

“Heh. Reading,” Blitz chuckled under his breath. “Eh, whatever the egghead’s doing, he’ll be here. You know how he is about his schedules.” Despite his words, a frown crossed his lips.

“I have to go home and change,” Dusk said, emphasising his point by tugging at the hem of his skirt. “I-I’ll shower there and meet you for lunch. The guys might think something’s up if we show up together.”

Blitz raised a single eyebrow. “And that’s a problem? I mean, I know you freaked out about Barb finding out, but if we’re gonna keep doing this kinda thing-”

“I-I know, just…” Dusk trailed off, shifting uncomfortably. “Just… for now, please?”

“What, you ashamed to be fucking the hottest guy in ponyville or somethin’?” There was a teasing smirk that undercut the statement, and Blitz couldn’t help but to lean forward slightly. “What if they see that-” he reached out and tapped the fresh bruise on Dusk’s neck, seamingly highlighted by the bright pink choker. “What did you say you’d do? Something about telling them I’m your master? Tell them you belong to me?”

Dusk’s entire face burned a deep crimson as he stepped back out of reach. “Sh-shut up, you know none of that was real.”

Blitz just rolled his eyes - though he felt a strange sense of disappointment well up in his gut, despite the fact he’d already known that. “They’re gonna figure it out eventually,” he said.

“I know that, just…” he sighed and lifted his head, meeting Blitz’s eyes. “Please, just keep it a secret for now. I’m… I need some time to adjust to all of this - the guys don’t even know I’m gay. No one knew I was gay until you and the other night happened. It’s-”

There was a slap as Blitz’s hand met his face. “Shit, I totally forgot about that. Right, yeah, cool. You, uh, take your time with it, or whatever. I’ll keep my mouth shut.”

Dusk relaxed as a smile spread across his face. “Thanks,” he said, bracing himself against Blitz’s chest as he stood on the tips of his toes to lay a chaste kiss on the pegasus’s cheek. “I’ll see you in a few minutes.” With that he lit his horn and was gone in a flash of purple magic, leaving Blitz stood there, a blush on his cheeks as he scratched the back of his neck nervously.

“No problem…”

“Hey, Blitz!”

“Huh?” Blitz jolted, shaken from his thoughts. He looked up, realizing all eyes were on him. “What?”

“We were asking if anyone had seen Dusk Shine recently,” Elusive explained delicately, his eyes narrowing slightly. “But now I’m more interested in whatever has you so distracted. It’s not like you to get lost in thought like that.”

Blitz gave an awkward smile. “It’s nothing,” he said, waving his hand dismissively. “And I haven’t seen Dusk in a while…”

“Maybe he got some kind of assignment from the Prince?” Butterscotch offered uncertainly. “This morning when he rescheduled was the first time I’ve seen him all week. And Barb hasn’t been around, either.”

Suddenly Bubble Berry gasped, leaning forward over the table. “Maybe he’s been kidnapped and is being held hostage!”

Applejack rolled his eyes. “We all just saw him today.”

“Maybe his kidnappers just let him go,” the stallion answered, before shrugging and sitting back in his seat. “Or maybe he’s been locked in his room choking the chicken all week. Who knows!?”

Applejack snickered at that while Butterscotch blushed, pulling his long pink bangs over his face. Elusive coughed. “Berry, please; that’s hardly appropriate. And besides, not really something our innocent Dusk Shine would do.”

There was a round of agreement at that, and Blitz struggled to hold back a laugh. Berry’s uncanny knack for landing shockingly close to the truth with blind guesses unnerved him slightly, but no one would actually believe something so far fetched. If anything, the idea being thrown out in the open made it less likely to be considered.

Then the bell above the front door jungled, and suddenly all eyes were fixed on the neatly-dressed unicorn that had just entered.

“Dusk Shine!” Elusive called, waving him over. “Where have you been?”

Dusk smiled as he came over, faltering only slightly when he noticed the only open seat was next to Blitz. “S-sorry I’m late,” he muttered bashfully, sliding into the booth. “I, uh, lost track of time.”

Blitz’s eyes narrowed, already knowing that was a lie. He looked the stallion over, but before he could figure out what had actually taken so long his jaw nearly fell open. Though mostly covered by the collar of his button-down shirt, from Blitz’s angle he could quite clearly see a well-defined bruise on the unicorn’s neck.

“What happened to hiding it with magic?” Blitz thought. “If someone notices-”

His thoughts were derailed when Dusk looked up at him and, seeing his expression, blushed. He self consciously pulled at his collar, obscuring the mark more but in no way fully hiding it.

“Were you kidnapped!?” Berry asked urgently. “What did they do to you!?”

Dusk blinked, glancing around the table for help. Everyone just shook their heads. “Uh… no?”

“What Berry means,” Elusive cut in smoothly, “is that none of us have seen you in a while. We were just wondering if something was wrong.”

“Oh! No, nothing’s wrong. Just… been busy, I guess.”

Blitz smirked, leaning back in his seat and crossing his arms behind his head. “Told ya. Who knows what our little nerd gets up to, locked in that library.” He noted Dusk’s glowing blush with an evil grin. “Especially when Barb isn’t around to check on him. He could be doing anything, and we’d- ow!” his hands flew over his mouth as something stomped forcefully on his foot.

Dusk gave and painfully forced, thin smile, his foot grinding down on Blitz’s toes a second for added emphasis before he lifted it. “Studying,” he said in a tone dripping honey. “Just studying; nothing interesting. Right, Blitz?”

“Yeah,” he growled, glaring daggers at the side of the unicorn’s head. “You haven’t done an interesting thing in your life.”

“Alright.” Applejack slammed a hand down on the table. “They hay is goin’ on with you two?”

Blitz and Dusk looked at each other, then back at the table, all eyes on them. “Nothing,” they answered in unison.

“Uh-huh…” Applejack trailed off, his eyes narrowing. “Y’all’re hiding somethin’.”

“I-I haven’t even seen Blitz all week,” Dusk protested weakly, shifting uncomfortably under increasingly scrutinizing looks. “There’s nothing going on, really, I’ve just-” he stopped when he felt a hand squeeze his thigh. He looked down, and followed the arm back up to Blitz’s face. The pegasus nodding slightly, as though saying “let me handle this”.

“I think you’ve been watching too many of your grandfather’s soap operas,” Blitz said with a casual shrug of his shoulders.

Applejack gaped at him. “I told y’all I do not watch that garbage!”

“Sure ya don’t. That’s why you won’t mind if I spoil that the gardner isn’t the father, it’s the-”

“Fine! Spoil away; whatever you want!” Applejack shouted suddenly, though he couldn’t hide the nervous sweat forming on his brow. His eyes flicked this way and that, searching for an out. Instead all he found were the snickering faces of his friends “I-it’s not… I just… uhh… it’s… shut up!”

There was a round of laughter, and Dusk relaxed into his seat as the heat was taken off him. He smiled thankfully up at Blitz, who just winked at him, giving his thigh another squeeze.

Soon after Berry disappeared, returning a moment later with lunch, and the rest of the meal passed uneventfully. To Blitz’s surprise, no one seemed to notice what was, to him, an obvious mark on Dusk’s neck. The unicorn himself remained mostly quiet, not wanting to draw attention back onto himself. When the gathering was over, and each member started going his own way, Dusk stood and, biting his lip, motioned for Blitz to follow after saying his goodbyes.

Rainbow Blitz stepped out the door a minute behind his friend, quickly scanning the street before spotting the unicorn waiting discreetly nearby.

“Hey,” he said as he walked over. “What’s going on?”

Dusk’s feet shuffled, and he started leading them towards the library before answering. “It’s… y-you said you wanted to see my… list?”

Blitz nodded. “I do, but if you want to wait-”

“No. I…” he sighed. Looking ahead as they rounded a corner, his home coming into view at the end of the street. “This is supposed to be just a casual thing, right? No… emotions?”

“Yeah…” Blitz trailed off, eyeing the unicorn cautiously. “If you’re not okay with that-”

Dusk shook his head. “No… I… I think I’m okay with that. It’s…” he found himself chuckling. “I’ve never dated anyone before; I wouldn’t have any idea what to do. But just the sex? I can handle that. Besides, you’re my friend - I wouldn’t want to do anything to risk what we have right now.”

“That’s… good,” Blitz said slowly. He didn’t know why he felt like he was lying. “So what’s going on?”

Instead of answering, Duisk remained silent until they’d made it back to Golden Oaks. he hesitated a moment before opening the door and leading Blitz up towards his room. “I… I thought about what you said,” he explained slowly as they came to his bedroom door. “About… wanting to know what you were getting into.

“I decided you were right.” Dusk took a long, slow breath, fidgeting and blushing in a way Blitz could only describe as cute. “You deserve to know. I-if… if seeing this makes you not want to… do that with me anymore, then… that’s okay, b-but-”

Blitz placed a hand over Dusk’s mouth. “Dude, chill; you aren’t gonna scare me away because you have a couple weird kinks. If you’re even into anything that weird. I’ve been around a bit.” When he received a nod and was confident Dusk wasn’t going to panic on him, he removed his hand. “Now tell me what’s going on.”

“It’s… easier to show you,” he said, opening the door before them.

Blitz stepped inside, and his eyes widened slightly; all across Dusk’s bed there was a plethora of outfits and sex toys laid out. Next to it all was a single, rolled piece of parchment.

“Th-this is… everything,” Dusk mumbled, eyes glued to the floor as a blush burned across his cheeks. “This is what I like. What you’d be getting into.”

“Huh.” Blitz circled around the bed. All things considered, it wasn’t even a particularly large collection; a couple dildos of verying size - the only one that caught his eye being one with a thick, bulbous knot above the base - a few other anal toys, and some basic bondage gear. He picked up a pair of fuzzy pink handcuffs, dangling them from a finger. “Not bad… for a start.”

Dusk’s head snapped up, eyes wide. “W-what?”

“I mean, compared to some guys I’ve been with, this really isn’t much. Not even that strange,” he dropped the cuffs and switched over to the half-dozen different outfits. Almost all of which featured a short skirt of some description. He was almost disappointed by the lack of variety. “Seriously; the cross dressing is about the only thing I haven’t seen before, and that’s just because I never met anyone into it. But I mean, you already know I’m down with that.”

“Y-you’re… seriously okay with all of this?”

Blitz shrugged and picked up the promised list, unfurling it. “Look, I have fun with you, and that’s really all I care about. So what if you have some kinks? If it’s something I’m okay with, I’ll indulge you… hey, what’re these stars?” He asked, pointing at the parchment. Just like Dusk had said, it was a list of kinks - most of which he either knew about already or could have guessed - but a few had anywhere from one to three stars drawn next to it.

“A r-rating…” Dusk muttered quietly. “Of the ones I’ve tried, the more stars, the more I… l-like it…”

“Ah.” He smirked, noting the handful of three-star kinks listed. All of the three stars he’d already known about, except two. “You have a thing for cum?”

Dusk squeaked something unintelligible, covering his face with his hands.

“Well, I probably should have guessed that one - seeing you lick your own cum off my fingers was hot as hell, by the way. But, uh... “ he glanced down at the bed, spotting a small, pink piece of plastic he hadn’t immediately recognized. “Chastity, huh?”

“I-it’s the… control thing… t-taking that away…” Dusk explained from behind his hands.

Blitz just snickered and went back to reading, making a note of that for later. He paused again on another - this one with no stars next to it - and then looked to the bed at a particular costume that had caught his eye. An idea that had long been dormant in his mind sprang to the forefront, and he reached forward to grab a pom-pom.

“Oh Dusky,” he practically purred, and Dusk could have sworn he saw a predatory glint in the pegasus’s eye from between his fingers. “We’re gonna have a lot of fun.”

Author's Note

What? Y'all thought Blitz wouldn't want to keep fucking a sexy femboy?

And you thought Dusk was going to be the first one to start developing more-than-friend feelings?

Fools. I have deceived you all!

Anyway, this was fun to write. Also a bit of a teaser for future fetishes. I'll be honest; the trigger warnings in the description were for when the first chapter was going to be a one-shot. Now that this story is going to be, well, an actual story, I need to add... A bunch more. I'll do that at some point.

Comments go below. You should tell me if you see somewhere I need to improve; clop is not my specialty.