Paradise Found

Rainbow Dash awoke to a cool morning. The gentle light of dawn filtered into the bedroom. She grumbled in her semi-consciousness and shifted. It was at that moment she realized her cargo shorts and briefs were down around her ankles. More than that, she felt a warm body between her legs. Most apparent of all, the owner of that warm body was pressed to her snatch vigorously eating her out.

“Ahhhhh~” groaned Rainbow Dash, “Fuck, AJ, of all the ways to wake me up early, this has gotta be my favorite.” She relaxed back in bed, her eyelids too heavy to open just yet. Her legs curled over her lover’s burly shoulders to squeeze her head. Those soft, fluffy feathers tickled at her thighs. Wait, fluffy feathers?

Rainbow Dash’s eyes flew open. They took a moment to adjust to the morning light, but she quickly remembered. This wasn’t her bedroom, but Gilda’s. She found the island the griffon was living on. And that meant…

The pegasus looked down. Sure enough, the hulking, ridiculously endowed goddess of a griffon was draped over the end of the bed. Her beak was planted firmly in Rainbow Dash’s snatch. That thin avian tongue lapped enthusiastically at her folds. So skilled was she that Dash couldn’t resist a moan of pleasure. Her hips bucked involuntarily as Gilda found a particularly sweet spot.

“Aghhh, Gilda. Hold up a second, I...Actually, yeah keep going a bit.” Her athletic legs squeezed tighter around the griffon’s head while she put her arms behind her head to enjoy the free session. Dash’s hips rolled in a steady rhythm as Gilda worked her closer and closer to the edge.

It was too bad that Gilda’s bed didn’t have proper sheets. Gripping onto a bunch of tropical leaves just wasn’t as satisfying while getting off. Still, Rainbow Dash made do with what she had. The pegasus’s back arched and she loudly gasped. Gilda hummed softly beneath her as she lapped up the sweet juices rushing forth to meet her tongue.

Panting and fully awake now, Rainbow Dash extracted herself from the griffon’s arms and head and rolled out of bed. She unceremoniously tugged up her shorts and underwear, then picked her belt off the floor. “Well, um, morning,” she murmured. Why was it so hard for her to look Gilda in the eye?

“Good morning, Rainbow Dash,” said Gilda in that sweet, sing-song voice. The amazonian griffon stood up to tower over the pony before her, “Did you sleep well?”

“Could’ve been longer, but yeah,” said the pegasus. That fingerjob Gilda had given her last night had knocked her out. She wasn’t about to give that credit though, lest she get in deeper trouble than she already was. A shudder ran down her spine. It wasn’t even her second anniversary and here she was already running around on Applejack with another woman.

No, she’d deal with that later. This was the island’s fault. Once both of them were back out to sea, it’d be an awkward encounter they’d never have to talk about again. Thus resolved, Rainbow Dash squared her shoulders and turned to look at the alluring griffon.

“Hey Gilda, thanks for letting me crash for the night. The flight out here took a lot outta me. Anyways, I’m really happy you’re alive.”

Gilda stepped gracefully over to Dash as she spoke. Dash tried her best to ignore the way the griffon’s wide hips gracefully swayed, and that insanely erotic way her primitive jewelry tinkled as she moved. What she couldn’t ignore was the large, tender hands now rubbing over her shoulders.

“And I could not be happier to see you again,” cooed Gilda, “There is so much I want to show you!”

“Um, yeah about that,” Dash said, “I wanted to talk to you about why I’m here. See, I came to bring you home.”

The strong, voluptuous woman blinked and cocked her head. “Bring me home?”

“Yeah, you know, back to Equestria. I know you don’t wanna go back to Griffonstone, and I totally get it! I’m sure I could find somewhere to put you up in Ponyville for a while, until you’re adapted to civilization again.” Rainbow Dash then chuckled, and finally found the resolve to make eye contact. “There’s just one condition. I really appreciate the apology to me, Pinkie, and Fluttershy in your journal. If you can deliver it to all three of us in-person, you’ll be welcome back. Pinkie will want to throw a party of course. And I Pinkie Promise no pranks this time!”

There were several seconds of awkward silence. Gilda just continued to stare perplexedly at Rainbow Dash. The pegasus started to shuffle uncomfortably as the silence dragged on. Before she could say anything else, Gilda spoke.

“I don’t understand,” said the griffon, “I am home, Rainbow Dash. Why would I leave my home behind?”

Rainbow Dash sighed and ran a hand through her multicolored mane. Of course it would have been too easy. Gilda was going to take some convincing.

“Look, it’s cool that you’ve carved a life out for yourself here, but you’re all alone! Nocreature should have to live life by themself. Come back to Ponyville with me. We’ve got indoor plumbing and electricity! We’ve got all sorts of fancy food. You gotta try Applejack’s fritters. They’re Granny Smith’s secret recipe!”

Gilda only looked even more confused. “Why would I need plumbing, electricity or fritters when The Spirit provides me with everything I need? The island provides me with food and clean water. The temple provides me shelter and a warm bed. And The Spirit sees to all of this. It even blessed me with the magnificent body you see here.”

The griffon curled her arms and flexed for emphasis. Her massive biceps bulged outward, and Rainbow Dash once again found herself averting her gaze. Why was this turning her on???

“Serving The Spirit has brought me fulfillment,” Gilda continued, “And the only thing missing was companionship. You have solved that problem.” The griffon pulled Rainbow Dash into an embrace. The pegasus tensed, but didn’t fight back. Something told her that might be a bad idea. Plus, a strong pair of arms around her did feel really nice.

“Your home is my home, Dash. We will serve The Spirit together. You will not want for anything. Your body will grow strong and prosperous, perfect in every way.” Her hands rubbed up and down Rainbow Dash’s back. “You’ll know pleasure unending here. I said as much in my final entry. We’ll be lovers, Rainbow Dash. Doesn’t that sound beautiful?”

At this, Rainbow Dash finally wriggled out of the embrace. “Let me stop you right there. Gilda, I love you, but not in that way. You’re a good friend to me, not a lover.” She approached again and reached up to touch Gilda’s shoulder. She had to strain her arm just to reach. “And I have a marefriend now. I’ve been with Applejack for almost two years. As good as you are at sex, it doesn’t make us lovers. And I’d appreciate if we stopped doing it, because I already feel guilty enough over what we did last night and this morning.”

When Gilda didn’t respond, Rainbow Dash huffed and began looking around the floor. “Okay, where the Hell are my shirt and boots?”

“I discarded them for you,” said Gilda, “You’ll have no need for clothes here. They will only make you uncomfortable. I was going to help you adjust by doing away with a few articles at a time.”

“Oh for - Gilda, I am not staying here!” Rainbow Dash exclaimed. Her fingers gripped her rainbow locks in aggravation. “I came here to get you off the island, not to join you.” She pointed a finger at the Amazon. “Look, you got a smoking hot body out of the deal, and I can appreciate that. But what kind of life is living out in the middle of nowhere worshipping some fake god? Where’s the badass griffon I knew in Junior Speedsters? I know that’s what you are deep down. This ‘Spirit’ is messing with your head!”

After another pause, Gilda interjected. “The griffon called Gilda left the island many years ago. It’s amusing you still call me by the name of a creature long dead. You may certainly call me what you like, but I am The Griffon of Paradise - keeper of the island and High Priestess of the Spirit.”

Rainbow Dash’s eye twitched, and her teeth clenched in a fierce snarl. “Celestia-fucking-dammit, Gilda! Your head’s further up your ass than I thought.” With a louder huff, she grabbed her backpack from the corner of the room and traipsed out barefoot into the courtyard.

“I’m gonna go get backup,” she shot over her shoulder as she shouldered her pack. “We’ll drag you off this island kicking and screaming if we have to.” Rainbow Dash’s whole body tensed as she looked back at Gilda. She was certain that the griffon would lunge at her, do something to stop her from taking off. And if she did, it would be a fight she was unlikely to win.

But Gilda didn’t make any move from the doorway. Instead, she only leaned against the frame, looking forlorn. Her meaty arms folded over her impressive rack, which ended up squishing them together and sending rivulets of milk running down them and her belly.

Rainbow Dash’s expression softened. “Look, this isn’t goodbye,” she said, “But we can’t stay here. I’ll get you the help you need. You’ll still be here when I get back, right?” Gilda only nodded in response.

Nodding back in turn, Rainbow Dash crouched down, then leapt into the air. Within minutes, she was soaring into the clouds and leaving the island behind. Once the island was almost obscured by the horizon, Dash took out her compass. Much to her chagrin, the needle was spinning loose and lazily. Occasionally it would stop and quiver, before switching directions.

The pegasus growled in exasperation and set down on a cloud to fiddle with it. Nothing she tried helped. It was almost like there was no magnetic pull to guide it.

An uncomfortable sense that she was in over her head pulled at the back of Rainbow Dash’s mind. She looked back toward the barely visible island. If she got lost on the open ocean, she’d be in really big danger.

Stowing the compass, Rainbow Dash leapt off the cloud and started heading back to the island. It didn’t escape her how the trip back didn’t seem to take as long as the trip out to sea. Setting that realization aside for now, she circled over the temple and landed in the courtyard once more.

“You’ve come back!” Gilda exclaimed as she descended the temple stairs.

“Yeah yeah, but not for long,” Rainbow Dash grumbled. “My compass isn’t working right. Gonna wait for nightfall before I try again. I’ll be able to navigate by the stars then.”

Suddenly, the pegasus felt Gilda embracing her from behind. She wanted to tense up, but the feeling of those hard muscles and soft breasts enveloping her made it impossible not to melt.

“Then at least let me show you around the island,” Gilda said, “There is much to see, and you could use something to do to pass the time until evening.”

Rainbow Dash sighed. She had her there. “Sure, go ahead and show me around. Just know I’m not staying the night again.”

Gilda squeaked in delight. That made Rainbow Dash cringe. The noises coming out of the buff avian were ones the Gilda she knew wouldn’t be caught dead making. Even so, she didn’t resist when the so-called “Griffon of Paradise” took her by the hand and led her off outside the temple complex at a brisk pace.