Spreading Your Wings and Hers

You can’t tell how long you lie there with Rainbow Dash, her forelegs gently hugging your neck, every once in a while pressing your lips against hers in short, sleepy kisses, sharing each other’s steady breathing. Every inch of both you and her is damp with sweat, though your waist-areas are sticky with… various other fluids. Her prism-shaded mane is tangled from the rough, lustful performance from before, her eyes lightly closed in tiredness.

“Hey, rookie,” she mumbles, “you still awake?”

You were about to say something about calling you by your real name, but deep down you knew she found the name ‘rookie’ cute. Instead, you stroke her dishevelled mane with one of your hoofs, letting her know you’re listening.

“Can we talk about before? You know, about you… liking me?”

A lump begins to form in your throat again. “Yeah? What‘s wrong?”

“You know I’m not going to stop, don’t you?”

“I… don’t get it, Dash. Not going to stop?”

“I’m still gonna be helping my friends.” she sighs, “That’s what I mean. Still gonna be putting myself in stupid situations for them. It’s just what I do.”

She opens her eyes ever so slightly, and stares into yours, “I know you don’t want me to, but this time next week I could be, I dunno, out-running an ogre or kicking a minotaur in the shins for the sake of helping my friends. Maybe I’m just that loyal to them. But I wanna be loyal to you as well!” she adds quickly, “And if I’m stuck with a choice between staying with you and helping them I wouldn’t know what to d-”

“Shh...” you raise your hoof to her lips, cutting her off. “It’s okay, Rainbow. You don’t have to make that choice. I don’t mind if you do that sort of stuff, really I don‘t!”

“Y- you mean it?”

“Well… on one condition.”

“Name it, rookie.”

You ponder for a brief moment whether you should ask her of this or not, weighing up the pros and cons, before concluding, without a doubt, that it would be worth every second. For her.

Leaning forward, you whisper your request in her ear. Her eyes light up as you tell her, a smile breaking on her face.

“There‘s no way I‘m gonna refuse that! Shake on it?” with a hint of effort, she sits herself upright on the bed. She then spits on her hoof, and offers it in your direction, to confirm the agreement.

“Hey Dash, that’s not how I make spit-deals…”

With that, you grab her extended fore-hoof and pull it toward you, causing her to fall forward. The moment she was close enough, you lean in and steal another kiss from her mouth without permission. Heck, she wanted to seal the deal with saliva, she didn’t say you couldn’t use tongues!

*******

Over the years following that perfect night, Dash had many adventures. Zany, risky exploits with her friends. But that one condition you asked of her was upheld; whenever these adventures were too perilous, and Rainbow Dash was expected to get into something stupid and dangerous, you would be right there beside her.

Now you could both take on the stupid and the dangerous. Together. And neither of you would have it any other way.