No Clop November - Don't Call it a Cumback

by StarkyShy

Day 5: G's Spot

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Over in Griffonstone, Gilda and Rainbow Dash entered the griffon’s home after a tiring afternoon of high-adrenaline aerial tricks and races. “It’s always nice whenever we get to hang out, Gilda.” Dash said while stretching her wings. “I don’t know why we don’t spend time at your place more often.”

“It’s cause this city still fuckin’ sucks,” Gilda bluntly replied as she closed the door.

“Yyyyeah. I mean, look on the bright side!” Dash hopped on the couch, pointing out the window. “When I first came here, the place looked like a tornado ran through it! ...And now it totally doesn’t!”

“Yeah, thanks for the kind words. Surprisingly, griffons aren’t too keen on home renovations, Dash.” Gilda rolled her eyes, sitting down next to her, putting her legs up on the table.

“Hey, baby steps. It’s already an improvement that your hometown looks like there’d be someone living there. I’m sure it’ll look even better the next time I visit!” Dash nudged Gilda with her elbow. “Then maybe we’ll be spending more time over in Griffonstone instead of Ponyville!”

“You have a cloud mansion, Dash, I’m never gonna be able to compete with that.”

Rainbow Dash dismissively waved her hoof, trying her best to not brag about herself. “Yeah, but we’ve hung out at my place like a hundred times!”

“And it’s still awesome every time because it’s a fucking cloud mansion.”

“Fine, jeez! We’ll hang out at my place next time.” Dash grumbled with a roll of her eyes, slumping in her seat.

“So, how are you doing so far?” Gilda asked. “You know, with the whole no clop thing.”

Dash flashed her a confident grin. “I’m great! I feel good about this year!”

“Yeah yeah, don’t get ahead of yourself,” Gilda scoffed. “You didn’t even make it a full week yet.”

“Aw, c’mon, G!” Dash leaned over, putting her head on Gilda’s shoulder, trying to put on her best innocent, sparkly-eyed look. “Don’t ya have a little faith in me this year?”

“Nope.”

Rainbow’s expression immediately went flat. “Wow, thanks…” She pushed herself away with a pout.

“I don’t get why you’re still fuckin’ trying,” Gilda shrugged, shaking her head. “It has never ended well for you.”

“Yeah, but the awesome orgy at the end-”

“That you’ve never been able to take part in?”

Rainbow crossed her hooves. “It’ll be awesome when I finally take part in it…”

“‘Finally’ she says,” Gilda mocked, rolling her eyes in complete disbelief at Dash’s confidence. “Do you even have a plan this year?”

“I just figure that the less I think about it, the better I’ll do,” Dash nodded to herself with a cocky smirk.

“Alright, so basically you have no plan, got it.” Gilda stretched her legs, lounging with her hands behind her head.

Rainbow threw up her hooves in frustration. “Well what am I supposed to do? If I just don’t focus on it, then I won’t be tempted to give in!”

Gilda’s paw idly tapped against the table. “Yeah? What are you gonna do if you see something that turns ya on? You’re not gonna be able to just avoid that, y’know.”

Dash’s eyes quickly darted down, then back up. “I’m just going to remind myself that I’m screwing myself over if I don’t resist. I have plenty of wingboner-killing stuff in my mind, I’m sure I’ll be fine.”

“Heh, kinda makes me wish I was invited to join you this year,” Gilda smirked. “Would’ve loved to see you at the orgy this time.”

Rainbow’s focus started to trail down once again. “Well, there’s still December if you’re down for it.”

“Heh, until then, I guess I’ll just be getting myself off all on my own, with no best bud to help me through those long, lonely nights where I could really use a pegasi’s tongue deep inside me…” Gilda smirked. “I wish I knew a pegasus who had a need for the magic touch of a griffon…”

“Oh shut up…” Dash muttered, already feeling her wings twitch behind her back.

“How am I gonna go on?” Gilda fake-whined, a claw going down to her crotch to teasingly fake fingering herself. “Oh, I’m sooooo fucking needy!” the griffon moaned, thrusting her hips and curling her paws while looking at Dash with an insufferably smug grin on her face.

Dash subconsciously watched as Gilda’s toes slowly wiggled back and forth. “Yeah, nice try G. But I’m not gonna be that easy to break this year.”

Gilda lightly punched Dash in the shoulder, “Ha! We’ll see how long that tough girl act’ll last.”

“Mmhm…” Dash nodded, the tone in her voice indicating that her mind was already wandering off somewhere.

Gilda finally took notice of what Dash had been staring at. “Well, I know what’ll make you lose right away, the fact that you’re still a fuckin’ perv.” She swung her legs around, plopping her paws right down on Dash’s stomach.

Dash's body and mind froze up, now completely unable to get her focus off of Gilda’s deceptively soft paws. “U-Uh…”

“Yeah, that got your attention, didn’t it?” Gilda shuffled her feet up Dash’s chest, her toes getting closer to her face. “You think I don’t know your weaknesses?”

Pomf!

“Excited now, aren’t ya? I barely did anything, and you’re already turned on…”

“Ggghk, damnit G, c-cut it out!” Dash protested, putting her hooves on Gilda’s ankles in an attempt to wrestle her paws away from her face, though very little effort was actually put into it.

“Why? Don’t you want them? You loooove whenever you get a chance at my paws. I bet you want me to smother your face so bad,” Gilda taunted. Her paws just barely covered up how madly red Dash’s cheeks were getting.

“S-Shut up!” Dash blurted out. She tried thinking about having a stupid argument with Quibble Pants over pointness trivia, but those paw pads started squishing against her cheeks, winning the fight for her attention.

“C’mon, Dash, you know you wanna…” Gilda teased, wiggling her toes, tapping them against her cheeks. “If ya drop out now, I’ll let ya play with them whenever ya want until the new year.” She slid her paw down, the tips of her toes just barely touching her lips. “Whaddya say?”

The offer was already enough to make Dash start reconsidering her options. “Damnit, that’s not fair!”

“Heh heh, what was that about not being easy to break, again?”


Author's Note

Probably wasn't the smartest idea to hang with the biggest bully in your friend group, huh?

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