Heat Week! Athlete

The door to Rainbow's cloud home swings open with said mare waltzing on in. A tired sigh leaves her lungs while she trudges on. Rainbow is exhausted from the long flight back to Ponyville. Excited to see her friends after a bit of time away from them to perform shows with her Wonderbolts team, but they may have to wait. It's late and her house is silent, no Tank to be seen since he's been left in Fluttershy's care since Dash would be away. As for now, bed was calling her name and she's going to have a busy day tomorrow hunting down her friends and picking up Tank.

The prismatic maned pegasus trudges up her stairs, across the hall, and right in to her room. The bed may be calling, but she wants to get clean first. So she sets down her bag, making way for the bathroom to get some warm water running at the very least. Rainbow starts to strip down while she waits for the water to warm up, getting her clothes off her body until down to the nude. Taking a moment to look at herself in the mirror. Yep, still one fine and fit pegasus mare. Her thoughts wander a bit, settling to a certain human living in the small town.

Wonder what the Big Guy would think of this.

Rainbow grimaces and huffs after the thought. She feels that Justin might be avoiding her now, he could just be busy since he takes up odd jobs from time to time. Just that something at Sweet Apple Acres when she went to find him didn't seem right. Sure, AJ claimed that he had gone into town for lunch, but she flew all over the place and couldn't find him. In fact, she hasn't seen him since. Stepping under the warm water to let her worries be washed away, the mare breaths a content sigh.

Bet that bastard wishes he had a mare like me.

A smirk crosses her face

I'm probably more pony than he could handle.

Then the smirk vanishes after a few seconds.

Then he had to go settle with the egghead. That lucky bitch.

Rainbow exits the bathroom after a while, walking over to her bed and sitting on the edge of the sheets. Her eyes fall on a framed picture she keeps on her nightstand. It's a picture of her and Justin at one of the Wonderbolt derbies she had to pull a few strings just to get him some tickets. That was his first show at the time. She sets it down and looks over the smaller photos of them both. One of them at the gym. Another of him after one of his matches where he took a brutal beating. Yet he still had a busted up grin on his face just for the photo. With a heavy sigh, Rainbow places the picture back down and lays back on the bed.

"Fuck me. Why did I have to go and start crushin' on some stallion..." Rainbow mutters to herself. "He isn't bad in looks. Got a nice bod. Friendly... Just plain good to me."

Elsewhere.

A telekinetic field throws Justin up against a crystalline wall with a small grunt and holds him there. His eyes fall upon the perpetrator; a certain lavender alicorn and her somewhat malicious smirk in something of an evil form. There's a heavy sway in her hips as she starts to approach the man, making sure all his attention is on her. Without doubt, it was and he isn't hiding it. Closer and closer she confidently steps, her smirk turning into a grin while reaching a hand up to rest on his cheek.

Then the illusion falls when her expression softens and her eyes fill with worry. "Ohmygosh! I didn't think it would be that rough. Are you okay?"

He just chuckles and smiles at her. Whatever above bless this mare with her cinnamon roll heart. "I'm fine, ain't nothing you could do to hurt me." He tells her while pulling his arm free of her magic and resting his own palm on her cheek. "Love you."

Twilight smiles when his palm touches her face, leaning her cheek in to it. "Love you too."

For the couple, it was a premeditated roleplay night in the bedroom. This one of Twilight's idea to try and dominate in the sheets. Something she isn't quite used to and mostly left her lover to it. To his credit, he was always gentle with her unless she asked for him to be rough. Now that she's thinking about it, this just may be an overly intricate way of inviting him to do so. She's having fun and so is he, why would it matter at this point? With some renewed confidence, vigor, and consolidated thoughts, Twilight fires up the illusion spell to retain what she feel a tyrannical version of herself would look like. The smirk returning after their hands drop from one another to resume their roles.

"So.." Twilight restarts by changing her voice to sound like the most generic female villain ever. "... you think you can end my dark reign."

Justin struggles to keep a straight face, but manages to do so despite the overly exaggerated tone. "If it means I get my mare back, sure."

"What if she likes holding all this power? Having all the cards? Seeing every angle before anypony else?" The tone continues with a quiet snort from the man.

"Now that don't seem fair." Justin drones on, taking on a just as generic heroic tone. Now it was his turn to get her to break character even if a little bit. "But you leave me no choice!"

"Then prove it!" The not-so-evil alicorn hisses at him before using her magic to toss him on top of the bed.

"Here goes nothing." The man loudly mutters to himself, sitting up on his knees and pointing a finger at her. "I'll have to dick the evil outta ya!"

Silence.

Then the two burst out in laughter, the mood no doubt soured by their own antics. Twilight's illusion falls again as she steps up to the bed to collapse on it. Their chuckles are hearty and full as the two get closer to one another. It takes a while, but their laughing finally dies down a the two just cuddle one another on the sheets. The two just kind of stare at the ceiling with big, dumb smiles on their faces. Twilight hums out in contempt while she starts to snuggle up to her human, enjoying the warmth he gives off. Justin is just smiling while he rubs the mare's shoulder, adoring the soft feel of alicorn fur on his skin.

"Oh!" Twilight sits up, staring down at him. "I just remembered! Rainbow comes home tonight!"

"Yeah? You wanna go see her now, cuz I'm pretty sure she's sleeping." Justin shoots back.

"And leave our soft bed and warm sheets? Of course not." She lays back down with her head on his chest. "We can go track her down tomorrow."

"Thought so." He comments while hugging her close. "You know how I feel about leaving behind the soft sheets."

The response he gets is a soft snore from the mare.

"I agree, it's bedtime. G'night, ya alicorn honey bun." He whispers.

Sunday

"I think a small flower bed in front of the castle would be fantastic." Justin's voice reaches a somewhat dazed Twilight. "Flanking the stairs, a rainbow of colors. Beautiful."

The two of them are standing at the flower stall in the market. The man has a hand out to gesture towards the plethora of flowers. The mare has other things on her mind however. Noon is quickly creeping up on them while they browsed, and normally Rainbow would have tracked them down by now. Never missed the chance to fill them in since she became an official Wonderbolt. Justin glances over to her, noticing her expression and shifts in closer.

"Hey, something on your mind?" He asks in a hushed tone.

"We haven't seen Rainbow yet." She replies.

"She probably went to go spend some quality time with Tank. She does love that tortoise." He tells her.

"Yeah, you're probably right."

With her concerns somewhat put out or down, she goes back to walking around the square with her lover. Hand in hand as they walk about, talking about various things and the man still on about a garden in front of the castle. Twilight just told him that she'd think on it. They fall into a quiet comfort as they continue to walk around. The couple stop by a small record store, resulting in Justin buying a few more records for the castle library. Twilight has a feeling that if he is given a long enough time and bits, he'd make sure the castle will have a music selection as large as her books. Maybe something close to it, but she found it an adorable thought.

The eventuality of food comes to call upon the two. One brief discussion later and they both agree on a small lunch spot nearby. It is a rather beautiful spring day and sitting outside at one of tables. Twilight and Justin calmly eat together, idly chatting about nothing too particular. Somewhat aware of the pink mass bounding their way. All they hear is the sound of her hooves firmly planting into the ground before leaving.

"Hiya Twilight! Hiya Justin!" The pink mare practically yells a she comes to a stop at their table, erratically waving at them.

"Hey Pinkie." Twilight responds with a friendly smile and a small wave.

"Heya Pinks, long time no see." Justin waves back in almost the same manner.

"I know! You're busy with Twilight and I'm busy with my.... stuff." Pinkie replies, the last part sounding a little suspicious.

Justin and Twilight both raise a brow at the same time.

"Stuff?" They both ask.

"Yeah! Personal business and all that!" Pinkie resumes her usual hyper tone and a big grin. "Still got a few things to get ready."

"Uh... good luck with that I guess." Justin says with a bit of uncertainty while Twilight nods with him.

Pinkie looks at a watch on her wrist that isn't there and gasps. "Speaking of getting ready! I really should be going! See ya, love birds!" The pink mare waves while starting to bound back the way she came. "OH! Before I forget! Watch out for that kick, Big Guy!"

Justin looks her way. "Wait. Wh-"

The words barely leave his mouth before a kick finds its way to his side. The next few moments are a blur as he falls out of the chair, doesn't hit the ground, and instead is lifted into the air. His brain is processing what just happened, unsure what exactly is going on. He can't feel the ground, only arms and the feeling of wings beating against the air. Slowly he turns his head to catch a glimpse of cyan fur before being dropped right on to a cloud. A silent thanks to his wonderful girlfriend for the cloud walk enchantment. The man rolls over and sits up on the palm of his hands to glare up at the prismatic-maned menace that abducted his ass.

"Gotcha, Big Guy!" Rainbow cheekily calls out to him while lowering on to the cloud. "And you never saw it coming."

"Maybe that's because I was eating!" Justin calls back.

"Rainbow!" Twilight's voice finally reaches them, an even deadlier glare plastered on her face. "What do you think you're doing?"

"Relax, the Big Guy's fine" Rainbow tries to dismiss her with a wave of her hand.

"No! The 'Big Guy' is not fine!" Justin retorts, finally trying to stand with a hand hold his side. "Big Guy was eating, then kicked, then abducted!"

Twilight floats down to be at his side, looking at him. "Are you okay?"

"I think so..." He seethes through the pain of having his rib nearly kicked in. "...maybe."

"Let's get you checked out then." The alicorn suggests.

The man nods in response while the alicorn starts to charge up a teleportation spell, her glare fixing on Rainbow. "We are going to talk about this later."

With a loud crack, the couple disappear in a bright orb of magenta light. Leaving the mare to stew in her own thoughts. Rainbow plops down on to the cloud, tucking her knees to her chest and hugging them tight. Did she really just make Justin mad at her? Rainbow breathes in deep. He should be tougher than that. That stallion wrestles Ember when she's around. As if an idea sets off a lightbulb in her head, Rainbow raises her head and her eyes widen.

"Maybe that's it."

It's later in the evening with both Twilight and Justin back at the castle. The couple sit on a loveseat in the library with a bit of company from Starlight and Spike. All them taking the time to read together in somewhat silence. Spike is excitedly muttering to himself as he reads a comic book over in a corner on a beanbag chair. Much to the amusement of the man. Justin is sitting next to Twilight, a shiver running its way up his spine from the ice pack to keep the swelling down. Something is nagging at him though. A question. One he feels he needs to ask.

"Y'know..." He starts, taking a moment to collect his thoughts. "... In all the time I've known Dash, I've never seen her with anybody. Do you think she has a type?"

"If that mare had a type, she wouldn't be as brash." Spike comments.

"Spike!" Twilight snaps.

"I think it would be somepony that would have to put up with her bragging. Match her level of snark. While being physically active like she is." Starlight tosses in from the table she's occupying, not even bothering to look away from her book.

"Probably someone made of tougher stuff too." Justin tosses in. "To make sure she can't break 'em."

"She said she was sorry, babe." Twilight scoots in closer and drapes a wing over his shoulders.

"Still should've known better." He mutters again.

"Awe, don't tell me you're going soft on us, pal." Spike comes on over and leans over the back of the loveseat. "Or do I have to get Ember over here to toughen you up?"

"You bring that woman here again just for that, and I'll make sure there will be hell to pay for you."

"She does seem to like you the most." Twilight inserts to much of his ire. "Never seen her more excited to see another creature like that."

"'Acts like a pony, isn't as soft as one' I believe her words were." Starlight finally turns away from her reading to see the man with his face in his palms.

"I hate you all sometimes." Justin responds jokingly.

Monday

It's another beautiful spring morning in Ponyville. The sun is cresting over the horizon, birds are chirping, and the resident human is running amok in the streets. He wouldn't have to if he had remembered to be somewhere, but instead he forgot. So now he's not only late, but also in a bit of a panic as he comes upon his destination: Sugar Cube Corner. His feet start to slow down the closer he gets to front door. Practically throwing them open with his weight and stepping inside.

"Sorry I'm late, Pinks." Justin says as soon as he steps through the door. Seeing the mare is nowhere to be seen. "Pinks?"

"In here!" Pinkie calls out from the kitchen. Of course she'd be there. "Almost done!"

He just walks around the counter to enter the room. "Sorry about that. I didn't mean to forget about the new cupcake recipe you've been working on."

"I'd say you're Justin time!" Pinkie cheekily grins at her use of his name for a pun. "I'm putting the finishes touches on them now."

The man rolls his eyes a little bit. Her favorite joke of all time is abusing his name for time puns, but he let her have the fun since she isn't malicious about it. He walks over to her as she watches the oven like a hawk. Curiosity got the best of him and peers over to the oven to see exactly what she was making. They looked like chocolate cupcakes, but what's so special about normal chocolate cupcakes? What did Pinkie change? He guesses he'll have to find out when they're done. As if reading his mind, the egg timer starts to go off. Pinkie, with the speed and skill of a pro, opens the oven door to remove the baking pan. Carefully removing each cupcake with a spatula and neatly organizing them onto a platter. He finally sees what's so special about these particular sweets; they have a swirl to them of another color.

"I present to you." Pinkie pauses for dramatic effect. "Fudge Swirl Cupcakes!"

"They kinda look like a Hot Fudge Sundae in a pastry." Justin comments as he examines them.

"OOOOOH! Maybe I'll make those next!" Pinkie then snatches one of them off the platter and basically thrusts it towards him. "Try one!"

He looks at the cupcake, then back up to the mare. "Pinks... you do know that I've been avoiding sweets since I started working out, right?"

"I know, silly!" Pinkie gives him another infectious grin. "I eat sweets all the time nd haven't gained a pound!"

"Yeah, sometimes I wonder where it all goes, then I remember it's just you." Justin says before finally relenting and taking a bite of the pastry.

As usual, Pinkie nails the flavor and it was astonishing. The cupcake itself is moist with warmth left over from the oven that complimented the flavor nicely. The chocolate is rich, somewhere between sweet and bitter with a swirl in the batter being the cherry on top. It tastes of vanilla and he couldn't think of a better taste to go with it. Pinkie is watching him all the while he snacked on the pastry.

"Damn, Pinks... you did it again." Justin looks at her as he grabs something to wipe the crumbs off his hands. "These are delicious!"

"Yes! Nailed it!" Pinkie excitedly fist pumped the air. "I'm sure these are going to be a hit based on your reaction!"

"Where'd you get the idea?" He asks a bit on idle, swiping himself another cupcake.

"Fudge, silly!" She exclaims. "Before she went to culinary school!"

"Ah, figures." He nods, glancing up to the wall clock in the kitchen. "Well, Pinkie, thank you for having me and the food, but I gotta get moving."

"Okie Dokie!" Pinkie bounds on to his and entraps the human in the tightest hug only a pink pony could give. "Take a few of these for Twilight! I have a feeling she's going to love them."

"Will do."

With another final farewell to the Cakes, the man finally leaves the bakery with a small bag with some of the extremely good pastries hidden inside. His first stop was back to the flower sisters' stall to pick up something for his own garden. Just a little something he thinks would compliment his home. The next thing on his list of chores is groceries, he's running a bit low and soon he won't be able to make a decent meal. Of his journey continues, to Ponyville's grocery store. While there, he runs into a few of the ponies the frequent the gym. They stop him to chat for a little bit and he gladly humors their little discussions before going back to his own shopping. While he browses along the aisles and picking out various foodstuffs for home.

Then he notices something.

A mare is peeking at him from around corners of aisles when she feels he isn't paying attention. He doesn't pay the mare any mind while he weaves his way through the store with her following suit. He knows who it is, from the glances of cyan and the prism of colors they claim as a mane. She's up to something and he doesn't quite know just yet. Justin continue to finish up the rest of his shopping, paying for the goods, and go on his way.

Still being followed.

This time the totally inconspicuous mare is on a cloud while she follows the man home. Unfortunately for her, Justin is all too aware of her stalking. He does make it to his doorstep without much of an incident. Even after being stopped by Caramel to talk about something. The man does have a sort of plan however to put her right where he wants her. Justin proceeds to enter his home, put away the groceries, then proceed to open every window in his house. Once the trap is set, he feels it's time for the bait. The man goes back into his kitchen, picking up the flowers and some tools on the way out.

Now Justin's garden isn't the biggest thing in Equestria, but what it is a passion project of his. Something he's been working on for a little while now in between his visits to Canterlot, and random adventures one of the girls might drag him out on. The garden itself is just a collection of flowers starting from his front door and down the path a little ways. Thanks to some tips from Fluttershy, Luna, several books he bought on gardening, and talking with the flower sisters made his setup looking healthy and wonderful. For as much pride as his little passion brought, he knows this is only the distraction while the bait had been set.

The cloud lingers a few minutes more while he gets to planting the new flowers along his path. Glancing up just in time to catch the cloud be dispersed and a rainbow trail around to the back of his home. Hook, Line, and Sinker. Justin smiles to himself and finishes up getting the plants settled into their new home. He decides to give Dash a little more time to find a hiding spot by going over to his coiled garden hose to water his plants. He makes this last all of two minutes before walking back to the picket and shutting off the water.

Let the game begin

A little known fact about Dash breaking into Justin's house is both that they're frequent when she's around and she only thinks she's breaking in. Her "break-ins" are really just the man leaving a window open for her to fly through with much to his knowledge that she's there. Usually in a room he know he can trap her and have her wrestle her way out. Dash isn't the best at hiding. No. That title goes to that orange munchkin named Scootaloo who disappeared in his home once and took him all day to even find her. Safe to say she isn't allowed in his home without either Sweetie or Bloom to help. Dash also has a bad habit of giggling way too loud when she believes she has the drop on him. A factor Justin exploited much to her demise. Today won't be any different.

Justin enters his home as loud as he can to signal the mare that he is in fact inside. His first stop being the kitchen to hide the stash of cupcakes. Mush to his delight, he hears her moving around in the back of the house. Judging from where the noise came from, definitely somewhere in his room. A place she usually doesn't hide in but it wouldn't be the first time. He walks over to the fridge and pulls out a bottle of cider. A certain rainbow-maned menace's favorite drink just to make it harder for her to keep hiding. With careful and measured steps, he walks down the hall to his bedroom. When he finally reaches the door, he loudly uncorks the bottle and.... nothing. He finds it a little strange since he was sure she was at least in here.

He cautiously walks a bit further into the room, taking a drink from the glass bottle of golden juice. Once getting close enough, he sets the bottle down on the nightstand. Unsure now of where Dash could really be at this point. Justin turns around to sit on the edge of the bed and gets a face full of pony groin. Thankfully pants are involved here. Dash latches herself right on to his face, the force from the impact making him step back to brace for a fall. The noise was a diversion! Clever girl. Justin doesn't fall back completely, instead he wraps his arms around her legs, leaning forward to counteract being off balance. Then he steps until her back is facing the before before just slamming her against the soft mattress. There's a silent grunt from the mare, who is now struggling to keep her hold. The man then uses his hands to pry her legs from around his head. Once he is free and standing at his full height over her. Dashes face is red, like cherry red. Not from anger or embarrassment, no. There's something else in those eyes, and it's a familiar look. Before Justin has time to fully process just what's going on, she's up again. This time Dash targets his midsection in a tackle that forces the man to backpedal out of his room.

Wrestling the Wonderbolt isn't something that's new in these walls. At some point at some time she always would try to surprise attack him to take him to the ground. At first, she succeeded, but as time went on and Justin started to work out and learn a few things. Now he is a real challenge to her. Did she love it? Of course she did. She feels his arms wrap around her waist and lock, bracing herself for retaliation. Her hooves leave his floor and she finds herself crashing back down on his bed. At least he is going out of his way to make sure she isn't getting hurt. This time he just pins her spine against his sheets while her legs lock around his stomach. There's a devious look in his eyes that accompanies that damned signature smile of his.

"Dashie." Justin quietly calls out.

Oh no.

If there's one name she hated more than being called 'Rainbow Crash' is the one that just left his lips. Not because it boiled her anger, not because of how it sounds, but because of what it does to her. The tone he uses to say does many things to her. Her knees buckle and become loose, she squirms under his grasp, and her face becomes redder than before. Anymore red and she'd be glowing.

"Ya lookin' a little red, Dashie." Justin repeats with a small grin. "Something wrong?"

"S-shut up!" Dash responds, trying to get free.

"Awe... don't be like that." He snickers a little bit.

Dash continues to try worming her way out from him. "I-I will! You know I don't like being called that!"

He just smiles. "Doesn't seem like you hate it."

She then pauses, he had just kisses her forehead and she starts to calm down a lot quicker than she thought possible. "Y-you're just lucky..." She mutters.

"Hm?" Justin stares at her.

Dash can't keep eye contact and looks away. "You're just lucky I only let you call me that."

"I know." He responds a bit smug.

He then lets her up, stretching out an arm to get his drink. Dash sits up, still looking away from him in some in more of shyness than embarrassment. The cycle repeated itself once again. They wrestle, he gets her down, and doesn't stop calling her 'Dashie' until she admits to liking it. A tap on her shoulder pulls her gaze back over his way to see him offering her the bottle of cider. She gingerly takes the bottle and drinks from it. While she's drinking, he pulls himself from their entangled state to seat himself next to her.

"Figured you might be thirsty from following me around all morning." Justin comments with a smile.

Dash stops drinking and looks at him. "You knew?"

He simply nods. "Everytime it's happened."

Dash falls silent for a few moments. "Justin?"

She usually doesn't use his name like that. "Yeah?"

"Can... can you say it again?" Her tone is timid, something he'd never really seen before in the mare. "The name you like to call me?"

For a moment, he's silent. Staring at her to see if she's serious. She is.

"Dashie"

A shiver runs up her spine rather quickly accompanied by a small murmur. She's starting to think it's less of the name itself and more of how he sounds when he says it. If she is to be honest with herself, there's a lot going on in her head right now. She wants to be forward with him, yet finds herself being as anxious as Fluttershy around him. She has no reason to hide herself from him. He's like the rest of her friends by not holding a lot of judgement against her. Yet, here she is, being shy like some filly asking him to prom or something.

"Hey... can I ask you something?" Rainbow looks to him.

"Sure, anything you want." He makes eye contact with her an that sends her in a flutter.

She can't bring herself to say it, too scared to ask, almost afraid to. "Y'know... it doesn't matter. Probably a dumb question anyway." She says as she breaks the deep gaze.

"You sure? You know you can ask me anything, well, almost." Justin tells her, resting a hand on her knee.

"It's nothin'. I should go." she responds with some finality. "Thanks for the... uh... drink."

"You're welcome." He tells her as she stands up. "Feel free to stop by, Superstar. You'll always be welcome here."

Dash stops at the nickname sine his go-to is 'hotshot' for her but doesn't dwell on it for very long. Quickly leaving his home through the front door and taking to the skies. Maybe a good long flight will help clear her head so she can think straight. She is going to need it since she can't make heads nor tails of the whirlwind of emotions going on. Eventually she ends up perching herself on a cloud over the lake. Again she has her knees tucked against her chest, arms around them, and mentally chastising herself for not asking when she had the chance. She feels stupid and pathetic for letting her nerves get to her. THE Rainbow Dash lost it! She isn't supposed to lose it, she's a Wonderbolt! Well, that's what she tells herself. Yet here she is, on a cloud, as a nervous wreck all because she's caught up on one stallion. The only human in Ponyville and possibly all of Equestria. She doesn't understand why. Okay, that's a lie, she does know why. It's because of how he treats her, like her friends too. He's always there for her, supports her, and treats her like any other. Much like her friends. So, what makes him different? Was it because he's a human? Something different? The fact that he had gotten fit and built himself up through boxing isn't part of it... she knows that for certain. In fact, she's happy for him to has taken care of himself.

She has a lot to figure out.

Justin is sitting in his room still, on the bed, in the same spot. A smell hits his nostrils that he just now notices. The scent itself is unique, like fresh rain in a thunderstorm but more. Something else to it. He takes another sniff of his room to pinpoint exactly what that smell is. Then he realizes just what it is; arousal.

"Awe... shit."

Tuesday

Justin finds himself outside the school at the request of Cheerilee. He doesn't quite know why yet but she said it could benefit her students. He's all for it when it comes to helping the school in any way, plus Cheriless is a nice mare. Dash hasn't made an appearance yet, at least not since she left yesterday in a rush. Hopefully she's doing okay. Just then the bell rings and a bunch of the foals rush out the door. Thankfully he isn't out of the way, but not out of sight as three fillies rush him, tackling him down into in a flurry of hugs.

"Alright, alright!" Justin chuckles as he's trying to get up to return the affections. "I missed you girls too."

The fillies in question being the Cutie Mark Crusaders themselves; Sweetie Belle, Apple Bloom, and Scootaloo.

"Heh, sorry. But we haven't seen ya in a while." Apple Bloom states as the three of them finally let up.

"Yeah! We don't get to see you often between school and your... work?" Sweetie follows up with. "What do you do for work any way?"

"Well duh... be the best boxer in Ponyville!" Scootaloo interjects.

"Who told you that?" Justin raises a brow at them as he sits up.

"Rainbow did!" Scootaloo answers.

"Of course she did..." He shakes his head. "... but no... I do odd jobs around town. Though that has changed this past couple of weeks."

"Like going to Manehattan to help my sister?" Sweetie asks, if only she knew.

"Something like that." He responds.

"So what brings ya here?" Bloom shoots out.

"Your teacher asked me to come. Something about the students." He tells her, ruffling the filly's mane a little to her mock annoyance.

"If he's done chatting, I do believe we have some business to discuss." Cheerilee cuts in with a very warm and welcoming smile.

"I'll catch up with you three when I can, okay?" He looks at them.

"Okay, Mr. Justin!" They all say in unison and run off.

Cheerilee leads the man inside the empty class room. Allowing Justin to pull up a stool and plop himself down on it next to her desk. He could tell she's watching him, her eyes drifted down to the feather pendant. The her eyes come back up to his face, smile on her muzzle as she leans forward against her desk. Justin just sits on the stool, shifting his weight around to get comfortable. Once he finds a happy medium, he smiles back at her.

"Glad to see you found a special somepony, Justin." Cheerilee says with her same warm smile.

Justin looks down to the pendant and fidgets with it between two fingers. "Yeah. Probably about time really." His eyes lift back up to the mare across from him. "So, that thing you wanted to talk about?"

She just giggles a little and leans back. "You box?"

"Yeah...?"

"Good." She grins at him. "How do you feel about teaching a youth class? Help the foals learn to defend themselves?"

"I don't... well... maybe?" Justin thinks about it for a moment. "Actually... I think it would be a great idea. Teach them some basics."

"I'm glad you agree. What day would be good for us to try it?"

"This Thursday could work."

"Great! We'll see you here then?" Cheerilee says with a large smile.

After that, both Cheerilee and Justin spend a little while finalizing what exactly their little lesson would entail. He manages to talk the teacher down from a full on fight at the gym to just showing the kids the basics outside in the schoolyard. He did promise her to bring some of his gear and go over them with her class. Satisfied with their plan after about an hour of discussion and writing things down to go over at home, Justin says his farewell to the teacher mare and leaves.

He's met with the sight of Rainbow Dash waiting outside the school. She's casually leaning up against the trunk of a nearby tree, idly looking over her nails like there's something interesting on them. Her eyes weren't on the look out, but he knows she's there for him. He didn't waste a lot of time knowing she'd just chase him down if he just walked by.

"Hey, Superstar." Justin greets the mare with a small wave, grabbing her not-so-obvious glances. "What brings ya around here."

"Oh.. ya know." Rainbow is playing this as coolly as possible. "Heard that some big scary creature was terrorizing the school. Do you know anything of that, Big Guy?"

The man places his hands in his hips, rolling back on his heels as he looks down, then the surrounding area. "No ma'am. Just that a trio of brave fillies fended off the beasty. Quite a display of bravery if you ask me."

Rainbow finally cracks a smile and lightly punches his arm while softly laughing. "They didn't ruff you up too bad, did they? Gotta save some of that ass-kicking for me."

"I think I got battle scars from the surprise assault of hugs." Justin just smiles at her. "I think I got enough fight in me for a rambunctious rainbowed menace."

"Great! You're coming with me." Rainbow quickly grabs him by his arm and starts to tug him along through town. "There's something I wanna show ya."

Justin didn't say anything and just lets himself get dragged along. Usually he'd have to practically sprint after the mare when she wanted to show him something or follow her somewhere due to her flying. This is different though, she stays grounded while tugging him along like some child, but he was keeping up just fine. He'd wave to any of the ponies that saw him and it was always with a smile. Through the streets they go, weaving past some of the more crowded areas with ease and shooting through the emptier of the streets. Rainbow starts to slow down more the farter they get from town, all the way down to a comfortable walking speed through a small forest. They eventually come upon a clearing where the lake stood. Calm waters shimmer and shift in gentle waves. There's something else however, upon him scanning the horizon across the lake to find a wooden structure.

"Uh... Dash." Justin says, getting her attention. "What's that?"

"A ramp." She replies in an almost dismissive tone.

"What for?" He asks.

"We're gonna ride it down and hopefully land in the water." She goes on to explain.

"Hopefully? Is this where you've been all day?" Justin is in a bit of disbelief. "Working on some stunt to go swimming?"

"Don't worry, it's got the Rainbow Dash Seal of Approval!" Dash turns around to him with a grin. "I also had AJ help build it, so I know it's solid."

This does nothing to ease his concerns.

Before another word comes out of his mouth, Rainbow hooks her arm into his and starts to lead him up the hill to the top of the ramp. When they reach the start of the ramp, there's a very rickety-looking cart that's definitely not Applejack's handiwork. It honestly looks like it'll fall apart just by him looking at it funny. Thankfully that isn't the case when he internally recoils at the damn thing. There isn't time to protest or change clothes as he his pushed into the cart. The vehicle groaning out at the added weight. Then he feels Rainbow climb in behind him.

"Ready for a ride, Big Guy?"

"No?"

"Great! Settle in cuz we're going!"

Now, despite him witnessing all the crazy shit here in Equestria over his seven years here is a long list of adventures and weird villains. From the Spirit of Chaos returning to Changelings, the return of a long-lost empire to Tirek the Red Asshat, and all the small things in between. Justin would like to think he's seen it all thanks to Twilight and the girls, but this he even thought is insane. The cart is rattling with more speed as it descended. The shaking gets worse and worse until, well, it hit the bottom of the ramp and promptly exploded into bits and pieces of wood. Sending the man and the pegasus soaring through the air. Rainbow's wings flare out and she starts to glide with a loud whoop, making her way to the human. Justin is screaming bloody murder even as the mare wraps her arms around him and help him slow down. Rainbow successfully slows them down enough that by the time they hit water, it feels more like a gentle slap than smacking into a brick wall.

The front door swings to Justin's own abode. In trudging the home's owner and a pegasus mare he calls a friend, both are still wet in some capacity and their clothes no worse for wear. All through town they had walked, cold and wet back to his doorstep. Justin is looking more tired and disappointed than he does angry. Something that's for the better as the next few words Rainbow spoke to him.

"Justin, I'm real-"

"Rainbow!" He snaps while turning on his heel to face her, his tone is more calm than his face would allow. "I get it. I get that you feel bad after the twelfth time you apologized about it. But right now I just want to get out of these wet clothes, dry off, and just relax."

The mare looks down to the floor, fiddling with her fingers out of a nervous feeling.

"You're more than welcome to stay, I'll get you a towel and an extra shirt to wear." He continues, turning back and heading down the hall.

"Thanks." Rainbow silently said to herself.

After the two take turns washing off the lake water, they decided to just occupy his couch. Rainbow sits on one end of the couch in one of his shirts. If she really wants to, she could curl up into it and it'd still be big enough for her to be cozy. Justin is on the other end in his pj pants with a shirt that has seen some wear and tear. He has his legs propped up on his coffee table with a book in hand. The silence is almost unbearable for the sporty mare, still feeling like she has done something wrong. Which she has, she will admit.

"Whatcha readin'?" Rainbow pipes up, looking at him.

"Something about space pirates ponies in a far off universe." Justin replies.

"Sounds awesome. Is it interesting?" The mare scoots closer, hoping he wouldn't notice.

"Not really. There's isn't some epic space battles or daring sword fights." He replies again. "About to just put it down and get something else."

"Like what?" The scratchy-voiced mare asks, scooching ever so closer to him.

"I dunno, Daring Do maybe. Or that book Eris got me on Timelines." He shrugs, finally closing his book and looking over to her. "Gettin' a little close there, Superstar?"

"M-mhm." Is all Dash could reply, at least he doesn't look mad at her anymore. His expression is soft again, and she was drinking it in.

"Something catching your eye this way?" Justin smiles a little with a chuckle. Tossing the book onto the table next to his feet.

Dash just nods again and gets closer to him.

Justin just chuckles and snakes his arm around her shoulders once Dash is close enough and practically pulls her up against his side. Much like a lot of the ponies in Equestria, being physically close to another is a comfort and mutual. Dash is no different, letting out a surprised neigh at first then a contented whinny as her body is pressed against his side. The cuddling has begun with the man humming out in his own content. He blinks once, then twice, then everything fades out. He wakes up later to the sound of something. Not quite sure what the noise is since it's so quiet. Justin slowly opens his eyes, his sight filled with a rainbow mane. Dash has moved on to his lap is seems.

Is she moaning?

As he listens in, is sounds like Dash is trying to muffle her moans.

Holy shit, she is.

Along with the somewhat startling revelation is the same smell that was in his bedroom from her prior visit. Now his living room is going to smell like sexually charged mare for who knows how long. Dash hasn't noticed that he's awake yet, giving him an opportune moment to surprise her. His hands are slow as they move in on her. Still lost in her own bliss as he leans up. Dash lets out a surprised squeak when an arm tightly wraps around her waist, securing her against the man's chest and the other grabs her wrist. She shudders at the feeling of his breath against her fur.

"Well, well, well." He whispers in to her air with something of a growl. "What do we got here?"

"Uh... nothin'?" Dash quietly answers.

"Doesn't look like nothing." Justin fires right back at her while his hand moves over hers.

Dash shudders again at the feeling of his teeth on her ear. She doesn't know where this side of Justin is coming from, but she is all for it. Letting his hand move over hers in a silent request. She happily obliged by moving her hand away and allow him to touch her. Dash practically melts against his body as soon as his fingertips make contact with her tender lips. She bites at her bottom lip in an attempt to stifle a moan. Justin is smiling at the writhing mare that's in his lap. He moves his fingers down the outside of her pussy, closing in at the bottom and softly spreading her with his middle finger. The ministration buying a quite high-pitched squeal of pleasure from the pegasus mare in his lap. He could imagine how it feels for her during heat. If he could hazard a guess, probably pretty damn good. The man decides to not keep her waiting after a few more of his strokes, he begins to push his finger past her folds. Dash stops him by grabbing his wrist, her head turning so she can look at him with a lidded gaze. Her breathing is heavy, bordering on a pant, with a need in her eyes. He could've sworn he sees small glowing hearts in her pupils.

"Dashie.. everything okay?" Justin asks as he looks to her.

Dash says nothing and instead turns herself around on his lap, facing him.

He raises a brow. "Dash?"

She continues to stay silent while placing her hands on his chest. He watches Dash's gaze drift down to his chest and letting her fingers trace against his muscles through the fabric. She's starting to adore his physique, how he takes care of it, and how well he uses it. Her hands sink further and further down, past his abs to stop right on his crotch. Dash has never seen him naked before or ever. She wanted to be the first, yet Twilight had beaten her to the punch a while ago. She really shouldn't be mad at her for it, but they both had developed feelings for the human in different ways. Dash here started to admire him due his constant strive to improve himself and always supporting her in any way he could. Sometimes even going above and beyond to help her. From there that admiration turned into something deeper and now she's here. Giving in to that feeling due to heat.

"Hm?" She regains her focus when his hands find her thighs.

Justin just smiles at her when her eyes find his face. "You good?"

Her eyes dilate some as she registers what he just said. "I will be, gotta get you inside me."

"Are... you sure?" He asks with a small bit of concern.

"Mhm.." She replies while starting to fidget with the slide off pants. There's a bit of drool as her eyes lock on to the very visible tent being pitched.

Justin just stares at her while he starts to rub her thighs a little. Rainbow may be erratic sometimes, but she there's no way she isn't aware of what she's wanting. It may just be her heat talking since his living room is starting to reek of the aroused wonderbolt. Slowly moving his hands up to her flanks where she approvingly whinnies out, he grips her cheeks and pulls her up against him. If it's a rutting she wants, it'll be a rutting Dash will get. On instinct, she grabs his pajama pants and before she knows it, his lips have hers locked in a kiss. The man's passion overwhelming hers in such a manner it gives him the chance to push her hips against his. There's a happy moan from the mare against his lips when her exposed folds come into contact with his covered member.

Dash breaks the kiss and a guttural moan leaves her as she needily grinds against him. "I've wanted you for so long..."

"Seems like you got it worse than the others." Justin replies.

"Sh-shut up.. and fuck me." The mare demands.

"As you wish." He states, moving his hands from her ass to help her pull down his bottoms.

The prize she's after flops out and slaps against her inner thigh, causing her to look down to it. To say she's wasn't expecting it is an understatement, whatever expectations she had are blown right away. The member before her is stark, bigger than she expected it to be and a lot more pleasant to look at. Finding some bearing, her hands move in with one of them wrapping around his shaft. It's warm, almost hot even. Her other hand softly entraps his sack to gently fondle the full feeling orbs. Dash's desire grows, slowly pumping the dick in her hands. Feeling every vein, twitch, and even throb. She couldn't wait any longer, she doesn't want to. She feels she's waited long enough.

Dash then moves up on him and with a little help from the man finds her way. She has moved one of her hands to his shoulder to keep herself steady while the other holds up his cock by the base. She's looking at him though, like silently asking for his permission. Justin nods his head to her and the descent begins. Her folds part when his tip enters her followed by the first couple of inches. The man seethed a little through his teeth, she feels like a vice grip already. Thankfully he knows how to remedy the situation before she ends up hurting herself.

"Dash, relax a little." Justin whispers to her as he starts to use his fingers to massage her flanks.

"But-"

"Shh.. Relax. There's no rush" He tells he, still continuing on with the massage.

Eventually the mare relents to his words. Taking in a deep breath and nodding. "Yeah... yeah."

"Dashie." The one name catches her attention.

When she looks at him, she's met with another kiss. Eagerly returning the kiss while finally relaxing to the point she starts to slide down his shaft. Still tight, but now he won't have to worry about her hurting herself somehow. Especially on him. The drawn out moan ends once Dash fully envelops his member, her walls massaging the foreign object with want and an intent to milk him. Their lips part to endear their lungs with much needed oxygen, a string of saliva connecting their lips. The mare's lidded gaze meets his, shifting herself a bit to become more comfortable, even wrapping her arms around his neck. She has what she wants in spades more than she imagined. Dash can feel his eyes on her despite looking into them, almost like he can see more. Most of all she has what she desires currently buried inside her. Hesitation be damned if she was going to sit here longer, so she starts to roll her hips and grind down hard against him. The man beneath her groan out in pleasure while she moves around on his lap. Both feeling every roll, grind, and slight thrust of Dash's movements. A smirk crosses over her lips and she leans in close to his ear.

"Now for the main event, Big Guy." Dash whispers to him while lifting her hips to where she guesses his half way up his pole. "Get ready."

She slams her hips down against his and quickly dawns on her that she is far from ready. A pained yelp leaves her and she clings tight to the man. He reacts by securing his arms around her waist and whispering sweet nothings to her as she starts to roughly ride him. Dash doesn't care about the pain, only focusing on the pleasure his tool is bringing her. His touch is like electricity to her while a hand travels up her back. His fingers softly tangling themselves in her mane with a soft whimper from the mare. Gently pulling her head off his shoulder to look at her. Dash's face looks a little too overwhelmed with the stimulation she's putting herself through. Justin places her head back on his shoulder and allow her to tuck her face against the crook of his neck. Dash tries to move her hips again but can't, then she feels the hand on her rump, keeping her in place. His hand removes itself from her mane to rest on her other ass cheek. The mare's arms tight a little around him, knowing he's about to take the reigns from her and there won't be any complaining.

"This should feel better." Justin whispers to her, planting a soft kiss on her cheek.

Slowly, he lifts her hips to the where the first two inches remain inside her and a second later rolls her hips down at the same speed all the way to hilt. A long cry of pleasure leaves the current mess of a mare in his grasp. He knows Dash isn't the type to take things slow, but he's just going to have to make her slow down a bit. He repeats the motion to much of the same result. The mare is trying to bury as much of her face into his neck as possible like she's trying to hide herself from some invisible pony in the room. She feels like she wanted to just melt right then and there from his touch alone. He has her hips slowly rolling up along his spear only to come back down.

Then Dash pushes herself up off his body, heavily panting as she gazes at his face. "A-all right, Big Guy... I... I think I can handle myself now."

Justin silently nods to her while her hands grab his wrists and moves his hands off her ass. She feels a little disappointed that his touch is gone but soon he replaces his hands on her body, both near the base of her wings. Dash shudders as she starts to roll her hips in near identical motion from his guidance. She steadily increases the pace her hips move. Justin groans out some from the pleasure she's causing him. So he decides to turn it up a notch and softly pinch the base of her wings. There's a sharp and loud moan from the mare that surprises her the most. He just smiles at her reaction, watching her face go more red than he's ever seen it and her eyes wide. Her gaze falls on him and she doesn't need words to say that he wanted him to do it again. With a nod from her, he pinches the bases again, a little harder. This time her moan is louder but her hips don't stop moving. Dash continues to ride him, she doesn't know if it's her body moving on its own or her doing it herself. Quiet frankly, Dash doesn't care as long as he keeps playing with her wings. Something he gladly obliges to by pinching and pulling on the base of her wings in such a gentle way that it causes the storm that is her heat to rage on.

Unfortunately, the feeling is too much for Dash and her floodgates open.

Justin watches as her body goes rigid and her wings stiffen for a few moments before she starts to shudder uncontrollably. Quick to act he pulls her in close, tightly wrapping his arms around her while she buries her face right into the crook of his neck, balling up handfuls of his shirt in a tight grip. His hands travel up and down her spine as he rubs her back, keeping her spasming form against him until she comes down. After about a minute or two, she's heavily breathing against his neck and he can feel the drool on his skin. Slow as she pulls away from him, but yet keeping herself close to bear down on him.

"Guuuuh..." It wasn't a word, but a sound a brainfucked Dash could manage.

"Still with me, Dashie?" Justin asks as he looks over.

She half nods. Totally reassuring.

"You wanna go take a nap?" He asks.

Another nod, this time more full.

"Got ya world rocked. Das okay, we'll go sleep it off. Now wont we?"

With that said, he takes her arms to wrap them around his neck. All she can do is numbly comply as he stands up, supporting her through her thighs and making her her legs are locked around his waist. A step from his pants and cock still hilted in the mare, he waddles to his bedroom to get some shut-eye while he babies and literal mind fucked Rainbow Dash. He figures there could be worse things to come out of sex. He just wasn't intent on finding out.

Wednesday

Rainbow Dash grumbles to herself as the morning rays of Celestia's sun bleeds into the room. Trying her best to keep her eyes screwed shut and burying her face into the soft covers. Her eyes open a little bit upon the scent of the blankets. The earthy musk that seems to just drench them despite the smell of detergent and softener. It's pleasant, enough for her to bury more of her snout against the fabric and hum out in content. Last night is hazy to her as she slowly becomes aware that this isn't her bed. Dash's eye shoot wide open and she sits up. This isn't even her room. The mare is spending a bit of time trying to piece together what happened last night. Did she get drunk? No, she isn't feeling hungover.

Then the sounds of cooking reach her ears. Sizzling of batter on a hot surface and humming gain her attention. Her movement is slow as she removes the covers from her body and step on to the floor. Dash nearly falls due to her legs feeling like jelly. Now she's really wondering what she did last night. Quietly stepping out into the increasingly familiar hallway. Then the smell of sex reaches her nostrils that causes her head to recoil back a little bit. Yet the tantalizing smell of pancakes become apparent for her to push forth. Eventually she does reach her destination at the edge of the kitchen and peers around the corner. There she see Justin at his oven, no shirt and just his boxers underneath an apron. All the while happily singing to himself in a quiet volume.

"Winter Wrap-up... Winter Warp-up." She hears from him.

Dash shakes her head lightly at the fact he sings that everytime he has been by himself. Sometimes when he thinks he is too. A gentle breeze rolls on in through the several open windows in the front. Probably to air out the stench of post sex as some of the memories come rolling back to her mind. That very same breeze also carries to succulent smell of breakfast. She takes one step into his kitchen.

"Glad to hear you're awake." Justin says as he turns with a grin. "Thought pancakes might raise ya outta that stupor."

"Did we..?" Dash slowly steps up to the counter and seats herself at arm's length.

"We did." He coolly replies, handing her a mug of something warm. "Tea?"

She gently takes the mug only to set it down next to her. "What... what did we do..?"

"Don't remember?" He raises a brow at her while flipping a pancake onto a serving platter. "Well, we came home, we fucked, and you fucked yourself stupid. I babied you for about two hours before we finally slept."

"You.. babied me?" Dash sounds incredulously. "There's now way I'd let that happen!"

"Really? Cuz I think what happened last night speaks for itself." He chuckles while shutting off the stove. "Grab a bite, you'll feel better."

Dash is reluctant to agree by giving him a slight nod. She hops off the counter and looks over the spread he prepared for the both of them. At first, she only thought it was just the pancakes, failing to see the rest of the food set on the table. There's fruit, whipped cream, and even a stack of hay bacon. Twilight always stood by his way of cooking hay into strips he calls "hay bacon." Though he never eats it himself, she claims that he makes it on occasion and will rave nonstop about it. Personally, Rainbow never understood how hay cooked a certain way can be so good. Justin is already at the table building a work of something with a mountain of whipped cream, strawberries, blueberries, and... chocolate ships? Where'd those come from? She then spots the bowl holding the sweet morsels next to the strawberries.

The sits down and starts to pile some of the available breakfast on to a plate. Starting with a few of the golden brown batter patties, some fruit to put on them. Even going as far to swipe a few strips of his 'hay bacon' to boot. He reaches over as grabs the still warm pot of tea to pour himself his own mug, adding a splash of milk that causes Dash to look at him funny. Justin catches this glance and proceeds to drink some of the tea.

"What?"

"You add milk to your tea." Dash responds.

"Uh... yeah? It's pretty good if you try it." He replies, just staring at her.

"I don't do tea."

"I got juice in the fridge and milk right here if that's what you prefer." He offers as substitutes. Pointing to the bottle of milk on the table and fridge respectively.

"I think milk will be fine."

She watches him nod and get up to get the mug of tea she left on the counter to pour it down the drain. Her ears fold back a little hearing the water run to rinse out the container and drying it off. There isn't any way e should be this okay with what he's doing, but he doesn't say a word, just sets the mug down next to her plate and pours milk in there for her with a smile. Justin then returns to his seat and starts to eat again. Dash remains silent, ear still against the top of her skull, expecting him to say something or yell at her at the very least for being wasteful. At least Twilight would say something. His eyes glance up at her, meeting her own as she's looking at him with some worry.

"Aren't you going to eat?" Justin asks her after swallowing his mouthful.

"Oh! Uh... yeah..." Dash snaps from her daze. "Are... are you going to yell at me or something?"

"Why?" He asks in turn, using his fork to carve a bite out.

"Cuz... I dunno. You poured the tea out like it was nothing." She replies.

"Dash, I got more thing to worry about than you wasting tea." He slightly explains.

"Like... what?" Dash is slowly cutting a piece out.

"For one, making sure you're fed before I let you loose. Did a number on ya last night. Two, I'm sure Jackie asked for some extra pair of hands this afternoon to help on the farm."

"Or... we could just stay here and snuggle all day.." She suggests.

"You can stay here if you'd like, pretty sure your clothes are dry. I'd like to see if our apple farmer needs help first before I agree to that. As much I do love to snuggle."

"Oh.. okay.." Dash quietly responds and starts to eat.

Then Dash decides about half way through her pancakes and fruit that she's going to try a strip of hay bacon. She picks one up between her fingers and looking over the pieces of straw. They're glazed to stick together; seasoned with salt, pepper, and various other spices. Slowly she brings the piece of hay to her lips and takes a bite. Flavor explodes along her taste buds and it. is. awesome! Dash can't believe that she's been missing out on this! She quickly scarfs down the remaining strips on her plate much to the amusement of the human across from her. Justin snorts a little with a smirk that catches her attention.

"I figured you'd love hay bacon." He tells her. "Feel free to help yourself."

Later that Day

So now here is Rainbow, sitting in his home, alone as he was out to help AJ. Still in his shirt and having decided to have left her underwear in his room. She's kind of bored since he isn't here. His home is.. clean. A lot cleaner than she probably have realized all the times she's been here. Dash is finding out how well organized the living room bookcase is. Another cool breeze rolls through the house and sends a chill up her spine. She walks around the corner and back down the hall to his room. The smells that reach her snout are almost heavenly in her heat-ridden state. It smells heavily of him no matter what. Most of his home did as a given, but this has him written all over it. She walks up to the still messy bed and climbs back on the sheets. Steadily wrapping the soft blankets around her and practically wraps herself up like a pony burrito. Her body writhes a bit at the feeling of the fabric and mumbles to herself.

"This'll have to do until you get back, Big Guy."

She continues to wiggle herself as deep as she could into the covers. A contented whinny leaving her lips once she slows down and tightening the wrap. Her mind starts to wander amongst thoughts of him, ways she wanted him to take her. In all honesty, she was a little upset he didn't stay with her, but she couldn't fault him for being a stallion of his word. A tint of pink starts to spread across her cheeks. Dash starts to think about his words from this morning, but something about the idea of him having to hold her until she fell asleep stirs something in her core. She's Rainbow Dash! She's not supposed to come off as a softie! At least... not around other ponies. Something about him makes her feel a sort of comfort, like she can let all her walls down and embrace her softer side. Dash smiles a little to herself, nuzzling her cheek into the blanket and taking a deep inhale of his scent. A surge from inside her comes forth, stirring her loins a little. With s little bit of reluctance, she starts to unwrap herself from her soft and warm cocoon just to sit up, slide back until her spine hit the head board.

Dash has her hand balled up in a fist filled with his blanket. She bends her knees up and spreads her legs a little as her other hand reaches for her flower. A soft moan leaves her as she spreads her own lips, tucking the blanket against her chest with her nose buried in it. Stealthily sliding a finger between her walls while taking another huff of his blanket and letting her mind run wild with lewd thoughts. Her finger starts to move faster the more she thinks of him. His chiseled body, easy face, and toned muscles that he used to treat her gently. She doesn't last long though and she reaches orgasm within minutes. Usually she isn't the first to finish and usually she doesn't let herself get this close to stallions. Dash starts to shift back to laying down, pulling the covers over her body and gradually falls asleep right there.

Justin unlocks and opens the front door after a few hours away. "Dash! You still here?"

No answer.

So he just shrugs, figuring she left out of boredom. So he continues with stepping right on inside his home, taking his shoes off at the door and leaves them nearby. He closes the door and locks it again, not that he needs to, just habit since the only real intruders he gets are teleporting alicorns, athletic superstars, and an uncanny pink pony that finds a way in no matter what, yet all were welcome anyway. Appplejack hadn't kept him for very long, just a few small things they both could easily handle and let him free after a quick roll in the hay. He still kind of smells like the barn, he wasn't a fan of it right now. So a nice relaxing shower will do the trick! He starts to hum to himself again as he starts to head to his room for a change of clothes. The sight that greets him causes a small pause. He sees Rainbow Dash curled up on his bed, asleep. There's a small hint of her masturbation still hanging around, probably stained into his sheets aswell.

"Oh.. Dashie." He whispers as he approaches the bed then kneels at the side with a smile to the sleeping mare. "Wore yaself out, did ya?"

He runs his fingers through her prism of a mane, causing the resting mare to smile in her sleep. He stands back up and walks over to the dresser to quietly grab a change of clothing before walking out to the bathroom. The hiss of the shower head as water starts to spray down into the tub below. Justin already has his shirt off as he tests the water to get it to the right temperature. A little too distracted to hear the once sleeping mare entering the bathroom.

"Room for one more?" Her raspy voice requests.

Justin turns to her. "Awe... shit. Did I wake you? Sorry about that."

"No.. no. Just heard the shower." Dash gives him a weak smile, sort of looking down with her head but her eyes are on him. "So... room for one more?"

"Sure thing." He smiles at her.

Dash quickly takes his shirt off, now being naked in front of him for the first time ever. Noticing his gaze linger for a little bit before tearing it away. "Aj work ya hard, Big Guy?"

The tone she used is sultry at best. He shakes his head. "No, just some small stuff she could've handled by herself."

He has his back to her again to check the water. Dash comes up from behind, hugging his waist while pressing her chest against him. "But she did do something, right?" She's hoping he'll just say it, even if not, he can smell the earth mare on him.

"Well... did help her in the barn." He tells her, softly tapping her fingers to let her know the shower's ready.

Dash is disappointed, but not mad. She lets her arms fall from him and takes a step back. She watches as he turns a little to undo his belt before slipping it off his shorts. His fingers deftly work away at the button and zipper on the front and he pushes them off his hips to let them fall to his ankles. The peagsus bites her bottom lip a little, his boxers are left and she can already tell he's turned on. Then the thin article of underwear falls, leaving the man just as exposed as the day he was born. Dash is loving every second she sees him like this.

Then he disappears into the shower, his hand poking out and open for her to take. Something Rainbow gladly does and brings out her inner Rarity by stepping into the shower like she was getting off a carriage. Warm water cascades over both of their bodies and instead of washing up, the two are holding on to one another. Mostly spurred on by Dash, but Justin isn't going to complain, he understands what's going on with her. Her fingers are tracing over his wet muscles. Much to her delight, his fingers are doing the same over her stomach. Both of them going over every divot and definition one each other's bodies. Dash starts to lean in, pressing herself against him, and her cheek up against his chest.

Thump-thump

His heartbeat sounds calm. Slow. Dash closes her eyes while feeling his arms wrap around her waist to keep her close. Her hands slowly drag down his abs, one resting just above his semi-flaccid cock and the other on his thigh. His return the favor by dragging along her sides until his fingers rest just below her cheeks. Dash pulls her head off his chest and smirks up at him, being greeted with a knowing smile of his own already there. Dash goes in for the kill and wraps her fingers around is shaft while the other hand cups his balls. Justin's fingers dig in to the soft flesh that is her ass, causing the mare to squeak just the slightest and her cheeks going crimson. She continues to look up to his face while softly stroking his shaft from base to tip. All the while, she's gently massaging his still full orbs hanging underneath.

"I... I think I can take it this time." She softly says up to him.

"You sure?" Justin raises a bit of his brow.

"It's as you say..." Dash smiles at him and pushes herself off of him. Turning herself around to face the wall, pressing her palms against it while sticking her ass out towards him. A lidded gaze over her shoulder at him. "... one way to find out."

His cock twitches at the sight and excitement. "And if I have to baby you for a few hours?"

She just smirks at him. "Maybe I'd enjoy that."

He smiles a little and steps up to the metaphorical plate. Cock in one hand and the other on her ass to spread her cheek a little. There's a small groan of impatience from the mare as she feels his hand against her flesh. A loud moan leaves her as he inserts his tip and sinks a few inches in her. Her walls clenching in desperation for his own release, the need to feel his cum inside of her. Justin clenches his teeth behind closed lips as he sinks his member further into the eager mare, his fingers hooking onto her hips a little to keep her from moving. Dash's knees almost buckle from the immense pleasure but she keeps herself up like a trooper. Once he bottoms out inside her, he starts to pull out to the tip and slowly delve back in her. There's a drawn out whimper from him giving her the long stroke.

"F-f-fuck..." Dash groans out while his hips push against her. "... you feel so.. good."

"Don't you pass out on me yet, Dashie." Justin muses as he leans down a bit, putting a bit more force into his next thrust.

Dash only nods as a shiver of pleasure runs up her spine. He's steadily increasing his speed while starting to thrust with more gusto. She feels a hand grip her neck, not tight enough to choke her, and she leans her head back to allow for it. As his hips are getting faster, her moans are getting louder. She doesn't care if this is just mindless heat sex or love making, he's feeling too good inside her. Like he was made to fit inside her. Her hands slowly ball up into fists, moaning at the top of her lungs alongside the resounding slaps his his hips crashing against her ass. The hand on her neck hasn't tightened, but she can feel the other playing at the base of one of her wings. He's going all in on her now, and she's here for it.

Justin can feel a familiar know start to form in his stomach as his ball start to tighten. He visibly grits his teeth as he holds back as much as he can. A storm of lust raging at his very core while he fucks this mare with little mercy. Willpower alone holding back the eventual flood of white that's about to happen. Through clenched teeth he asks a crucial question.

"Where ya want it, Dash?"

"Inside!" She moans out without hesitation. "Mark me as your mare!"

His hips crash up against his ass once. Twice. Three times before burying his spear deep inside her canal. His cock twitching inside her as the first rope of cum explodes from his tip and in to her wanting pussy. Rainbow's knees finally give out, almost causing the mare to collapse, but quick acting on the man's part allows for an arm to quickly catch her. Gently lifting her to where her back is against his chest while he still unloads hot creamy seed inside her. Dash is panting, in somewhat of a daze as she rests on the human. One of his hands idly massaging one of her perky breasts.

"I... I think..." Dash pants, a small moan from his actions. "...I think I'd like to be babied now..."

Justin chuckles a little and kisses her cheek. "Can do, my Wonderbolt."

He takes the time to shut off the shower, hooking an arm under her legs after he pulls out of her. Dash feeling a little empty without him inside, but warm due to his cum. She drapes her arms around his shoulders as her carries her out of the shower and sits her on the sink. Justin hands her a towel to dry off with, to which she does with moderate success before a mostly dry Justin helps her. He then scoops her up bridal style to transport her back to his bed where they spend two hours with her pressed up on his chest and his fingers running through her mane. Rainbow could get used to this if it keeps up. Something she hopes does.

Thursday

Today is the day. What day is that? Well, Dash isn't too sure to be honest. All she knows is that her man has been in a bit of rush all morning. Especially so after their shared shower and breakfast. Her eyes watch the man s he rushes about his home while rambling and muttering to himself. It kind of reminded her of Twi except dialed way back and more contained to making sure there's no mess instead of resulting in one. Dash giggles to herself s she continues to watch him, finding his current state more cute than she'll admit to anypony else.

The sound of the giggle causes Justin to pause and look at her. "What?"

"Nothing." Dash muses towards him from the couch. "Just watching you."

"Yeah... probably confusing, huh?" He replies with a small smile.

"Just a little, Big Guy." She smiles at him.

"Right... right." He says as he rubs the back of his head with a hand. "Cheerilee asked me to present for her students. Explain boxing to them."

"And you weren't going to ask me for help?" She raises a brow at him with a cocky grin. "I almost feel insulted."

"I wasn't going to demonstrate... well... maybe a little."

"Cmon, we know you at least like to show off a little." Dash tries to subtlety remind him.

"Okay, yeah... maybe a little to put on a show for the kids."

Dash springs up from the couch. "Lemme help! I know how to fight!"

"Boxing and fighting ain't the same, Dash." He fires back at her, watching her 'box' her shadow.

"Sure it is! Two of ya duking it out until one of ya is on the floor." Dash tells him with a grin.

"It isn't some bar fight." He states. "There's strategy and precision to take down someone. Sometimes power if they persist. And a gentleman's agreement."

"You make it sound so boring." Dash groans.

"Have... have you ever actually paid any attention to any of my fights?" He stares at her.

"Only the good parts." Her answer causes him to roll his eyes.

Justin looks at the time, deciding it'd be best if he got his move on. He gathers up some of his stuff while the mare watches. He grabs his pair of gloves, a padded helmet, and his mouth guard to stuff them in his usual gym bag. Thankfully the clothes in it all cleaned up for his later visit. Doing a quick once over to make sure he doesn't forget anything. Now satisfied with his check, he looks to Dash with a small grin.

"You wanna come?" Justin asks her.

"Sure, might as well see how boring you can make boxing sound." Dash shrugs. "Got nothing better to do."

Rainbow went with Justin to the school sometime in the afternoon. She would describe his presentation as 'absolute snorefest,' but kept it to herself since most of the class seemed invested in what he was talking about. Or maybe they're just invested in the fact Ponyville's resident human is before them. She couldn't quite tell but what she does know is the passion in his tone is there. He has them pass around his largely unused helmet, citing 'It messes with his spatial awareness' despite how open the face is. Three certain fillies seem to hang on every word of his while he talks with a big smile on his face. Even answering any and all questions the class seems to ask. Then the long-awaited words came out.

"Can you show us how you fight?"

The voice that the words belong to is Sweetie Belle, with much enthusiasm and practical stars in her eyes.

He curses his soft spot for the filly from his days of foalsitting for Rarity. "I guess I could show everyone a few things. Cheerilee, do you mind if we take this outside?"

The mare in question nods her head. "Of course not."

The teacher comes off as more than happy to lead her class outside alongside the human and his pegasus 'assistant' to the playground behind the building. Cheerilee then gets all of the foals to sit on the grass while Justin explains a little to Rainbow what he wants her to do. A basic run down of how to throw a proper punch, but Dash just nods and waves her hand at him. Justin looks to the group of students and manages to track down the helmet. Getting it back and handing it to the mare.

"You may wanna put this on." Justin warns.

Dash gives him a slight glare and relents, taking the helmet and slapping it on her head.

"Thank you." He gives her a small smile and getting into his stance, putting his fists up to his face and one of his feet a small ways behind him. "Now... punch me."

"Why would he take the first hit?" Applebloom asks in a whisper to her friends.

"It's a tactic of his." Sweetie whispers back. "He lets them make the first move."

Justin looks at her out of the corner of his eye with a knowing smirk while Rainbow winds up.

"But... why?" Bloom asks again.

"You'll see."

Rainbow throws the first punch, but it's sloppy, not heeding a word he had said earlier. Justin's head recoils to the right just a smidge, taking the blow and turning his head to look at her. He shouts "Again!" and the mare complies, throwing another one only for him to block this time and bring his arm into an uppercut. Rainbow wrenches her eyes closed, bracing for the punch that doesn't come. Slowly she cracks an eye open and sees he's still holding his fist chest under her chin. She then opens both her eyes. He just smiles at her and uses a surprise index to boop her on the snout. Almost immediately after relaxing his stance, Applebloom's hand shoots right up.

"Yes, Bloom?" Justin calls out just as quickly.

"Why'd ya let her hit y'all first?"

Justin just smiles, his eyes falling to her friend next to her. "I'm sure Sweetie here told ya it's a tactic. I let them make the first move to gauge my opponent's strength."

"It didn't look like it hurt none."

"Well..." He looks over to Rainbow and winks at her with the eye they can't see. "Dash here didn't wanna hurt me too bad for you all."

Rainbow is giving him a silent thanks for not calling her out with the truth and watches as he goes back to explaining to the kids about how his tactic works. Her eyes just stay glued to the back of his head, not paying any attention to the words he's using to explain his stances and what kinds of punches his uses. Falling into a bit of a daydream as her senses go blind to the world around her. The only one in her sights is him. Dash is thinking she could get used to being a softy just for him when they're alone. After a while, Justin shakes her from her thoughts with a gentle hand on her shoulder.

"Equestria to Dash. You still here?" He asks.

"Sort of..." Dash blankly responds as the world comes back to her.

"Good, I was worried you were gonna miss coming to the gym with me."

"Wait... you're done already?" She looks at him with some mild confusion.

"Well... yeah." Justin smiles at her. "Ya been zoned out for a half hour."

Her eyes go wide for a moment but doesn't say anything. Instead she just grabs his hand and leads him out of the empty schoolyard. Most of the students had been sent home, but the CMC stayed behind to hang out with Justin a little bit. Now they're following the couple as Rainbow is power walking him to the gym like they're late. Well, maybe he is, none them really know for sure. All they know is that Rainbow is in a rush.

The quick run through town ends them at their destination: Ponyville's Gym. Home to the weight lifting inclined of ponies as well as hosts of various local boxing events in town. Upon entry, the air is different. There's a type of electricity that lingers above them as a match is going on. Seems whatever is going on in the ring has all the patrons and visitors enthralled. Even the announcer is speaking with excitement. Justin, being ever curious about the goings on of the ring, walks up to the closest stallion and taps them on the shoulder.

"Hey, what's going on?" Justin asks the male.

"Some newbie came in today and wanted to test her mettle. So far she's good." Is all he says.

"Who?"

"I dunno. Some dragon." He shrugs. "Tough as nails, not even breaking a sweat! Caramel is up there now."

"Oh no..." Justin grumbles as he goes to pinch the bridge of his nose.

Dash has been watching, seeing him go from curious to frustrated in a matter of seconds.

"...And Caramel goes down! It seems there's no pony who can stand up to this fierce fighter of a dragon!" The announcer screams out in unparalleled excitment.

Then this mysterious fighter shows themselves. Ember jumping up onto one of the ropes with a victorious grin that shows many of her razor sharp teeth. Fists pumped into the air. "Who's the best boxer in all of Ponyville?!" She rhetorically asks.

"He is!" Rainbow blurts out with a dignified glare as the crowd parts. Her finger pointing at the man.

Gasps come from the crowd as all eyes are now on the human. He may have been good, but refused to really compete. A lot of ponies that seen claim he could do it, but he wasn't interested. Justin paid the attention no mind however as he somewhat glares at the spirited mare. His attention turning back to Ember when she starts to laugh.

"Well, well well... if it ain't my favorite human in all of Equestria." Ember says with a smirk, eyeing him like a predator about to catch prey. "Had no idea this was your stomping grounds, Big Guy."

Of course, Dash made her aware of the nickname, the only thing she calls him besides 'Dork.' "It isn't."

"Your little mare over there seems to disagree." Ember states with glee. "Why don't you come up here and prove me wrong?"

Justin looks confused a little ate this point. Trying to determine if she was messing with him or being genuine. The next voice to raise from the crowd of ponies takes him by surprise.

"Let's hear it for the One-Round Kid!" Twilight's voice is heard as she comes out of the now cheering crowd. She smiles at him and places a hand on his shoulder. "Come on.. put on a show for the crowd." She whispers to him.

A show, it just had to be that so the crowds gets hyped. Practically chanting the new title being given to the man. Justin is staring into Twilight's eyes, a spark that beckons him to entertain. With a small smirk, he nods, saying nothing else as he starts to head for the locker room in the back. The crowd moving out of the way so he has a clear path while chanting his name. It seems as though they have chosen their local champion, and it was this singular man. Twilight, Rainbow, an the Crusaders all follow close behind him.

In the back, two mare and three fillies are watching the man limber up by boxing his shadow. He has changed into a rather tight-fitting tanktop along with his usual sport shorts. He has his glove adorned over his hands all the while. Justin soon comes to a stop and is loosely shaking his arms.

"Who's idea was it to call me the 'One-Round Kid,' was it Jackie? Sounds like something she'd slap 'kid' on." He asks, not even looking at the group.

"Yeah..." Twilight responds.

"Knew it." He states, turning around to face them. "Okay, let's do this."

The muffled commotion of the outside world seemed so distant. Once he exits the locker room, the crowd erupts in cheering with some booing mixed in. It's like this gym has just been turned into a stadium. A clear path is carved all the way to the ring where Ember stands. The dragoness having be using her time in the spotlight to hype the crowd. Stopping once she sees Justin has emerged looking ready to go.

"There you are!" She exclaims. "I was worried you had fallen in, or ran like a chicken."

"Sorry." Justin says as he gets up to the ring and hauls himself over the ropes. "Had to powder my nose. Gotta look good for the camera's, y'know?"

Ember smirks as the both step up to one another, his face unchanging while she smiles at him. "You look good, Big Guy." She whispers to him. "Been keeping in shape."

"Between an Apple Farmer, a Wonderbolt, and a Spastic Pink Ball of energy, one usually has to." He whispers back. "It's good to see you approve."

"Here we have it folks! Ponyville's own human is about to square off with the Dragon Lands' own Lord Ember! When I said nopony can stand up to this dragon, I didn't mean that literally, but here we are! Both contestants know the rules! No dirty fighting and it will stay clean."

"Hey... nothing personal all right?" Ember quietly says to him.

"Nothing personal, Ember." He says back with a smile.

"Fighters to their corners!" The announcer orders.

Justin and Ember shake gloved hands and go to opposite corners. Twilight is waiting for him along with Dash and his new small cheer squad. The former places his mouth guard in before giving him a kiss on the cheek for good luck. Dash just looks on while her face gets red, but isn't noticed to any of the ponies around her. He smiles at his girlfriend and uses his nose to 'kiss' her snout back before pushing himself off the rope and turning to face the dragon opposite of him. She bears a cocky grin, still eyeing him down like some piece of meat. A stare he's all too familiar with much of the single mare around town when they think they're being slick or he isn't paying attention. He puts his dukes up to cover about half his face, letting his gaze pierce the grin of Ember. The bell rings, signaling the start of the first round.

Well, time to live up to the title...

They both closed the distance with a decent amount of speed. Ember throws the first punch out of her own impatience to get one on him. Justin ducks out of the way, coming back up quick and brings a fist up in an uppercut to the bottom of her jaw. The dragon's head goes up with an audible grunt of pain and taking a few steps backwards. Justin closes the distance to open the full fury of his assault. He starts throwing punch after punch to her stomach, pushing her back into her corner. She tries to recover to retaliate, blindly throw a hook his way only for him to weave out of the way. He delivers a swift cross to her right cheek before skipping away. Ember now has a glare of pure fury on her face and a fiery blaze in her eyes. His gaze remains unchanged, calm. If it's one thing she doesn't like, it's being shown up by some cocky fool. But he wasn't some cocky fool, he knows exactly what he's doing. A growl leaves her maw as she starts to move in once more, closing in on the man fairly quickly to show him her retaliation. Series of punches are thrown his way, getting blocked, dodged, ducked, dipped, dove, and dodged from. All this does is fuel her anger, causing her ferocity to further but also making it easier for him to find openings.

Justin starts to alternate between weaving and ducking away from her attacks and nailing her sides when they're open. Ember is starting to slow down, leaving more openings for him. Justin decides to end it; right to her left, left to her right, and a final punch to her jaw. Ember takes a few steps away before falling backwards. A clean knockout. The bell rings to end the first round, the only round they both needed. The announcer is going wild and so is the crowd of onlookers but Justin just turns towards Twilight and others, nodding to them. The alicorn floats up to the ring, grabbing the unconscious dragon in he magic to carry her to the back. The man follows and they all wait for her to recover.

Ember's eyes flutter open as she comes to once again. Lockers surround her and her beg is as hard as a rock. She regains her senses to find Twilight, Rainbow, Justin, and three fillies nearby. All of them speaking quietly amongst themselves, he guesses they're trying not to wake her. Even the sounds outside the locker room seeming so far away. She slowly sits up, rubbing her jaw. More impressed than mad that he knocked her on her ass.

"Damn, didn't think you had it in you, Dork." Ember says loud enough to catch their attention.

Justin just looks at her, a small smirk.

"Cuz he's the best!" A small unicorn filly cuts in with a tiny squeak.

"I ain't the best... just knew where to strike and when." Justin admits.

"Not many creatures can put a dragon on their ass. I'm impressed, Big Guy." Ember sits up on what she now realizes is a bench covered with towels. "Tell you what... you get a favor from me. Just one. So don't waste it."

"Uh... noted." He responds with a bit of confusion. "I'll be sure to write ya if it comes up."

There's an entire group taking over a corner booth of Sugar Cube Corner, a single table happily waited on by none other than Pinkie Pie herself. The reason for such a blessing? Why the table is occupied by her friends of course! Twilight, Justin, Rainbow, Applebloom, Scootaloo, and Sweetie Belle all came in for some shakes. Eventually they were joined by Rarity and Applejack. Fluttershy also snuck her way in without him noticing, which threw him way off. Now, here he is, surrounded by his friends and their sisters, all talking about the match they just witnessed like he wasn't even there. Well, all of them except Sweetie. When his eyes find her wedged between her own sister and Scootaloo with a puzzling look on her face. Thankfully she's within arm's length, so all he has to do is reach over and tap her hand.

"Something on your mind, Sweetie?" Justin asks after he gets her attention.

"Uhm.. yeah... a little bit I suppose." Sweetie responds with a concentrated tone.

"What is it?"

"I was just wondering... why?" She looks at him and he tilts his head. "Why didn't you let her hit you first like you usually do?"

Justin takes a pause, looking around the table to see everyone still occupied. "Wanna know a little secret?"

Sweetie nods her head, leaning closer to him.

"Dragons punch really, REALLY hard." He whispers to her.

"What? No they don't." Sweetie rebuttals.

"No, no. It's true." he responds, nodding his head at the claim. "Go ask Spike, he'll tell ya."

"And what exactly will Spike tell her?" Twilight asks as soon as she picks up on the conversation.

"Nothing!" He quickly quips. Winking at Sweetie Belle while pushing a finger to his pursed lips.

She just giggles while Twilight rolls her eyes with a smile. "Fine. Keep your secrets."

Justin looks at her in mock offence. "You know all mine anyway!"

For the rest of their stay, Justin went back and forth between Twilight and Sweetie. Being sure to wave by to the Cakes, getting a Death HugTM from Pinkie. Then her proceeds to see the rest of the girls off with their own hugs, some of them getting kisses to their cheeks, and even the three fillies hug at his legs to say goodbye. Getting on his way home, he lets out a gigantic yawn of exhaustion, hoping to get some sleep.

Bang, Bang, Bang!

The man's cracks open an eye at the banging of his front door. He looks at his clock to see just what unholy hour this visitor decided to wake him up at; 11 PM. Justin groans out as he sits up and scoots on out of bed, trudging over to his laundry basket and getting out a dirty shirt. Once the shirt slides over his body, he tiredly walks out to the hall and over to his front door. Rubbing his eyes, he grab the knob and turns it. Behind his door is a very worried looking Rainbow Dash, hands behind her back, and dressed in some jeans and a tank top covered by her bomber jacket. She hasn't made eye contact with him yet.

"Dash..." Justin yawns. "You know it's late?"

"Yeah.. I know..." Dash still refuses to look up at him. "It's.. just that something's on my mind..."

He looks at her a bit and opens the door wiser while stepping aside. "Would you like to come inside?"

She nods and slowly walks in through the open doorway.

"Something you wanna talk about...?" Justin asks after closing his door. "You usually don't knock unless it's important."

"I.. I've been thinking..." Dash responds, turning to face her body towards him.

"About what, Dash?"

"Twilight and your's... offer.."

Justin looks a little blank, not that she can see his face, but she can feel his stare.

"Dash." His hand softly clasps down on her shoulder. "It does still stand for you."

"I know... I just..." Dash groans and pulls away from his grasp. "..I want to... but."

"But...?"

"I don't think I'd... be able to share." She elaborates.

"I mean... fair... but that's something we can work out. Together." He reassures. "Only as long as you're sure."

"I-I am... I even brought... something." Dash says as she finally looks at him and presents her hands to him, slowly uncurling her fingers to reveal a feather... but not just any old feather. Her face is turning all shades of red by the minute.

Justin nods his head a little, somewhat familiar with the practice. A smile spreads across his face as he gingerly picks the primary from her palms. "This hurt, but... I accept."

A grin breaks out as the shine in her eyes returns and she practically squeezing him with a squeal. He just smiles and softly pats her back. The mare finally calms down enough to soften up her embrace and slightly pull away to look up at him with a smile. They gaze in to each other's eyes for a moment. Then it gets ruined by a large yawn escaping the man. The yawn being infectious enough to spread to the athlete.

"Wanna get some rest, Big Guy?" Dash asks while nuzzling her cheek against his chest.

"Yeah..." He looks down at her. "You wanna crash here tonight?"

"Always."

Friday

Dash wakes up in the comforting embrace of her human. Look to his still snoozing face and smiles. He looks rather at peace while he sleeps, probably enjoys snuggling in bed. Her cheeks connects his his chest, nuzzling close to his warmth. She then makes contact with the feather pendant he never seems to take off. Staring at the darker shade of lavender attached to the necklace, stirring some feelings of jealousy. Then they subside knowing that her primary will soon be one the same necklace, the thought itself bringing her more comfort than before. With a content hum, she closes her eyes to just enjoy this moment.

A yawn reaches her ears moments later, Dash opens her eyes and smiles up at him. "Good Morning, Big Guy."

"Mornin Dash." He responds while blinking himself awake. "Sleep well."

"The awesomest." She replies.

Justin chuckles and hugs her tight against him. "Breakfast?"

"Not yet. I want to stay like this a bit longer."

A pair of dirty plates lay in the sink. A shower runs down the hall with the door slightly cracked. One might assume that a couple were taking a shower, and one would be correct. Soft moans of a mare in heat being taken care can be heard, probably much, much louder if she weren't so enraptured in a kiss. She has her legs locked tight around his waist. His fingers digging into her firm cheeks as he thrusts up into his mare. Rainbow's back may be against his shower wall but her arms make it clear she doesn't want to be that far from him. Her body tightly pressed up against his. Another moan escapes her throat into his with another hard slap of his hips against hers.

His cum is leaking from her nethers from his first load that morning. It leaks little by little everytime he pulls out of her only to be washed down the drain by hot water. Dash breaks the kiss for a loud moan to escape her lips, turning her head up. The rest of her body goes rigid as she reaches orgasm. Wing flare out as she grips on to his body like her life depended on it. Her walls clamp right down around his shaft at the base. The moan turns guttural after a few moments before noise subsides, leaving them with running water and their own heavy breathing. She brings her head to rest against his shoulder.

"We should probably get cleaned up..." Justin breaks the silence, still breathing heavy.

"Gimme a sec to catch my breath, Big Guy... your little big guy wears me out."

A long while after their impromptu shower session, they both are dressed and ready to tackle the day head-on. Although Dash is feeling a little more on the stay-at-home side of things, she was promised they wouldn't be out long. Justin is busy getting some shoes on with Dash's feather neatly tucked in a shirt pocket. The goal for him, as much as he did for Twilight, is to take Rainbow out to have her primary turned into a pendant for his necklace. As of right now he is waiting for Rainbow to get ready and it's taking her unusually longer.

"Dash!" Justin calls out down the hall. "What're you doing?"

"Just a sec!" She answers back.

There's a few moments of silence until she emerges from his room in a change of clothes. He raises his brow a bit. "How long you been stashing clothes here?"

"Last time I was here." Dash smugly responds. "But just this one time."

"Oh Dashie." He chuckles and puts an arm around her shoulders to pull her in close. "Ya never change, will ya?"

"Only for the better, Big Guy." She remarks with a small blush on her cheeks.

There's a smile on his face and he kisses her on the cheek. "I'll hold ya to it, or sick Twily on ya for the job."