Author's Note

Written as a request from a patron.
Contains: Rainbow Dash, Soarin', Spitfire; anthro; maledom, objectification

Mid-Flight Upgrade

Rainbow tried to advert her eyes from her flying companion, which actually made flying straight and in coordination with him rather hard. Almost as hard as his inconstant pace and trajectory did, though it was hard to blame him for that given his situation. What wasn't hard to blame him for was the fact that he'd chosen to go flying with his mare still stuck on his cock. One of his mares at least. Former Captain of the Wonderbolts Spitfire had Soarin''s dick firmly lodged up her throat, and was at that very moment upside down and pressed against his body, her legs wrapped around his neck.

Soarin' himself was at once flying and thrusting into her, which of course resulted in him being neigh impossible to follow properly in synchronised flying. Of course, though, him being the Captain meant no one could possibly criticise him for that. Him being the Captain also meant Rainbow couldn't just up and leave, especially not when her presence had been specifically requested. Not that she was honestly sure she actually wanted to leave. Still, her discomfort had to be evident, as stopping his thrusts for a moment Soarin' asked, "Is everything okay?"

Rainbow's first instinct was to look away, but as that almost made her bump into the two of them she looked back to him. "No," she said. "No, everything is not okay."

"Wish you were the one getting fucked instead?"

Rainbow bit her tongue hearing that. "What? What makes you say that?"

Soarin' looked at the damp spot on her uniform's crotch, and at the trail of wetness she was practically leaking through the sky. "Just a feeling." He resumed his thrusting and watched as that made Rainbow's thighs quiver.

Rainbow pouted and crossed her arms. She tried to look away again, and again she was forced to right herself in the air as a result. It was incredible how only that seemed to give her any problems, and not the way her own body was twitching with unconcealed arousal.

Soarin' looked still at her. Her pulled Spitfire's hands away from his lower back and spread her legs open around his neck, and let her slide off his dick to fall through the air and catch herself. He then raised an eyebrow, and pointed with an open palm at his twitching, unattended cock, and at his huge balls hanging below it.

Rainbow looked at it, then at Soarin''s face, then back to his cock. It took her less than a couple of seconds to decide. She tore off her flying suit and planted her wet cunt on his dick, grabbing his back with her hands and wrapping her legs around his.

Soarin' smiled and began to thrust in her, and the mare began to moan and incoherently babble, all semblance of proper sentences and words abandoning her lips. Soarin' patted her mane, then he kept on flying his laps. "I'll get all the paperwork sorted when we're done here," he said. "Out Wonderbolt trainee, in Wonderbolt Captain fucktoy."

Rainbow's brain was too scrambled to understand a word of that, which really meant she was more than happy with their meaning.