Vapor Trails In Her Sky

The office was quiet, save for the tapping of a hoof against a solid oak desk. Three ponies filled the room, and despite the tapping, an awkward silence filled the air. Two of them, Vapor Trail and Sky Stinger, stood at attention in front of their commanding officer’s desk and waited nervously. Periodically their eyes glanced around, trying to find something to ease their troubled minds, be it one of the many Wonderbolt trophies or posters that lined the walls. Yet whenever they tried, they could feel the gaze of Captain Spitfire burning a hole through them.

“So, we have been over this two times in the last week.” Spitfire stopped tapping her hoof and brought it up to her chin before resting her head on it. “You know what I’m going to say and yet you two continue to fuck around.”

Both said nothing, afraid of the response Spitfire would give them. As seconds crawled by, that awkward silence started to feel heavier and it only got worse as the tension in the air came to a boiling point.

"Well what do you have to say for yourselves!?" Spitfire slammed her other hoof against the desk and a look of fear fell over both Sky’s and Vapor’s faces. That fear quickly subsided, but as they looked at their captain, they could feel nothing but shame and disappointment in themselves.

“I’m-I’m sorry, Captain,” Vapor Trail spoke first, quietly, her wings fluttering nervously at her side.

“Sorry won’t cut it, Vapor!” Spitfire yelled as she focused her attention solely on her. “You are the lead pony for a reason. You are the one who is supposed to lead by example, and yet you continue to test my limits!”

Vapor looked away in shame again, and off to her side Sky watched her out of the corner of his eye.

“It’s not her fault, it’s just hard to keep my hooves off of her,” Sky Stinger spoke with a façade of false confidence, trying his best to ease the thick tension between the three.

“I don’t wanna hear any snarky remarks from you, Stinger!” Spitfire turned her frustrations to him. “You both are lucky I haven’t booted you out of the Academy for these incidents yet; fucking in the showers after curfew, skipping class to rut each other on the skyway, and now you even had the gall to try and give each other a wingjob in Fleetfoot’s history class!”

“Well technically, it was just me giving him a wingjob,” Vapor replied sheepishly, her face blushing at the memory. Turning her head back to Sky, they both smiled at each other and Sky’s face also started to turn red.

“Don’t you get smart with me either, Vapor. You're already on thin ice as is.” Spitfire slammed her hoof even harder against the table, causing both of them to turn their attention back to her. “You’re both lucky… extremely lucky you're still here. I’ve kicked ponies out for less, so the fact I haven’t kicked you both out yet for three incidents shows how much leeway I’m giving you!”

Both ponies looked on quietly as the anger and frustration on Spitfire’s face went to the point where they could see a vein ready to burst at the corner of her neck and a subtle yet noticeable twitch was forming at the corner of her right eye. Both swallowed back the building anxiety in their throats and went back to standing at perfect attention, knowing very well Spitfire was on her last straw. They didn’t look away from her, and for a few seconds Spitfire kept switching her gaze between them, until she started to calm down.

“Look.” Spitfire let out a deep sigh before she leaned back in her chair, bringing her hoof up to rub the temple of her right eye. “The only reasons I haven’t booted you out yet is because you two were the best flyers in the trials and the fact that you both had Princess Twilight and Rainbow Dash’s vote of approval. You are literally here because of your exceptional team skills and the fact that two of Equestria’s national heroes trained you. If I end up kicking you out, how do you think that makes me look?”

“We… we are really sorry,” Sky spoke up, that façade of confidence gone and him taking the tone of a scolded individual. “We just really get excited when we train together nowadays, plus flying around in these tight suits all day is…” Sky cleared his throat and a hint of embarrassment appeared across his face as he tugged at the collar of his rather tight flight suit. “It’s really hard flying behind a lead pony with as great looking a flank as hers, especially when my junk starts to rub against the fabric.”

Vapor looked to Sky and giggled, while Spitfire let out a deep sigh of annoyance before slamming her head into the desk.

“Look, I know these suits can be… revealing at times, but they are standard issue for a reason.” Spitfire brought her head back up and glared at them both, causing them once again to focus their attention on her. “But that’s not the point: the point is that you two can’t keep it in your flight suits! Ugh!” Spitfire rose from her chair and walked around the desk towards them. “Talking about this isn’t getting us anywhere. I’ve already told you prior that your antics are also affecting the other trainees.”

As Spitfire walked, she came to a stop and stood between the two of them. Both ponies cowered in response to her commanding figure and had to stop themselves from wanting to sink into the floor to appear as small as they could.

“However, I think I've come up with a solution to this,” Spitfire said, a small grin starting to surface on her face. “Since you two seem so intent to rut each other while trying to hide away from everyone—” Spitfire stood on her hindlegs and wrapped each of her front legs around the corresponding ponies’ shoulders before bringing them close—“you two are going to rut one final time, but in front of all your classmates in order for you both to see how it affects all of them.”

Vapor said nothing, instead her eyes went wide and her jaw dropped faster than a sandbag dropping out of a hot air balloon. Sky on the other hand became uneasy and started to fidget uncomfortably on the spot.

“W-what!? Why?” Sky stammered out, the realization of the punishment sinking in.

“Word is spreading through your classmates like wildfire and lots of them are getting distracted, both in theory and drill classes. Who do you think reported the last two incidents to me anyway? Fleetfoot only reported the first one and your classmates reported the other two times. Maybe if you thought about your fellow trainees instead of thinking about your dick going inside of Vapor, you would see how it’s affecting them!”

“This… doesn’t seem like a proper procedure, Captain Spitfire,” Sky started to speak up, but quickly stopped when Spitfire came up to him and stuck her face right into his.

“You’re talking to me about procedure when you two have already broken rules numerous times!? Really? Are you really gonna push that route with me right now!?” Spitfire snapped at him as she pushed more of her face into his, causing him to sink to the ground. “It’s either this way or you can quit! By doing this you two will get all the sex out of your system in one go and hopefully… hopefully you’ll stop thinking with your dick and more on your training!”

While Spitfire was in Sky’s face, Vapor on the other hand was able to process her thoughts quietly. Though the idea of being rutted for everyone’s else's viewing pleasure was slightly off putting, Vapor instead found herself focusing on the fact that Spitfire was giving them free reigns to fuck each other’s brains out. Even if it was the last time they were gonna be able to do it.

“Umm, Captain?” Vapor broke in, causing both other ponies to turn their heads in her direction. “If we agree to this, there won’t be any sort of repercussions, will there?”

“No, there won’t be, as long as you don’t fuck around anymore,” Spitfire replied as she pulled her face away from Sky’s, allowing the cowering pegasus to bring himself back up.

“Vape, are you actually considering this?” Sky looked to her with a nervous look on his face. “I-I really don’t think having sex with each other in front of the others is healthy in any sort of way.”

“Would you rather leave the Academy then?” Vapor asked in return as she gave him a stern look. “Because after everything we have done together, I’m not going to let this end like that.”

“Yeah, but-” Sky started but before he could get his thoughts out, Vapor moved herself in front of him, sat on her haunches, and brought both front hooves up to his cheeks. Planting them firmly on both sides, she brought her face directly into his, similar to how Spitfire was in his face just moments prior.

“Sky… look at me and calm down. Take a deep breath and listen to what I’m about to say. We have just been given a free pass to fuck,” Vapor spoke, her voice soft but also blunt, causing Sky’s eyes to trail off for a second. “Remember your anxiety when we were rutting the other times? You were always scared that we would get caught and get the boot from here, but that didn’t stop us then. Why should it stop us now?”

“But it’s in front of everyone,” Sky whined meekly as he began to turn away.

“Sky, look at me.” Vapor stiffened her hooves and kept his head in place, her voice growing more stern. “Focus just on me right now, but I want you to close your eyes and imagine being surrounded by everyone.”

Sky wanted to look away, but curious to where she was going with her thoughts, he took several deep breaths and started to calm himself down. Finally, after a few long seconds, Sky closed his eyes and let his head go slack. Doing as Vapor wanted, he began to imagine their entire class pouring into the small office and forming a circle around them.

“Do you have that image yet?” Vapor’s voice spoke softly.

“Uh huh,” Sky replied, nodding in return.

“Now open your eyes.”

Doing as she instructed, Sky looked up and opened them, only to be greeted briefly by his smiling friend before she closed her own eyes and leaned into him. It only took a second, but Vapor quickly locked lips with him. He tensed up at the bluntness of her kiss, but quickly found himself relaxing and taking in the feeling. The uneasiness he was experiencing started to fade, and as she hummed gently into his lips, he began to get adventurous with his tongue. Sadly, before he could, she pulled away before giving him a lusty stare.

“How did that make you feel?” she asked, before giving him a quick kiss on his nose.

“Wouldn’t mind if you did that again,” Sky replied with a smirk on his face before he began to lean into her.

“Ah, ah, ah!” She leaned back and brought her hoof up to his lips, making a makeshift wall between his face and hers. “The point of that was to put you at ease when you were imagining yourself in front of others.”

Sky blinked and his eyes darted from side to side as the visions he conjured up were already dispelled. He didn’t know what to think of it, but a quick thought process made him realize what she tried to do.

“Considering how eager you are to kiss me, I’m guessing it worked?” she asked as she lowered her hoof.

“Kinda. I mean I usually just focus on you anyway, so it's hard to think of anyone else,” he replied with a smug grin.

Vapor smiled at his response and got ready to playfully push his shoulder until Spitfire cleared her throat and made them aware she was still present.

“You done with your little pep talk yet?” Spitfire asked with an annoyed tone as she turned for the door. “Because we are heading outside to do this right now.”

“W-wait, right now? As in… right now, right now!?” Sky stammered out as his nervousness quickly came back.

“Of course. What, did you think you were going to get some prep time for this? It’s ‘Make or Break’ time rookies, now get your asses to the skyway. Fleetfoot was covering my drill class while I dealt with you, and I'd rather not keep your soon-to-be audience waiting,” Spitfire told them with a certain level of smugness in her voice that wasn’t detected by them.

As she made for the door, Vapor’s expression took a worrying turn when she noticed Sky was becoming even more anxious than before. Rather than feel anxious herself, Vapor looked at the pegasus walking away from her and Sky with a hint of disdain, before she closed her eyes and took a deep breath in through her nose then exhaled through her mouth. Opening her eyes back up, she looked to the ground to where Sky’s front hoof was and wrapped her own hoof around it, before pulling it up. Sky’s anxiety eased and his expression started to change into one of confusion, until she leaned her head into his.

“We got this, alright?” she asked him in a reassuring tone. “Just focus on me and phase everything else out.” She followed up her words with another kiss to his nose. “Just like before. Okay, Sky?”

Sky took a second to calm himself and he let her words sink in. His confused expression slowly turned into a smile of confidence. Though it was a weak smile, she knew they would be able to get through it.

“Let’s go, you two,” Spitfire groaned impatiently as she stood at the door, waiting for them to finish up.

Both ponies looked to her, and while Sky’s confidence wavered, Vapor just huffed at their captain before they began to trot for the door.