Softie

by Mystery1

Rating: teen
Tags: My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Soarin, Rainbow Dash, Romance, Comedy, Random
Length: 1282

Someone’s got a soft spot, but they can’t come to terms with it alone.

After practicing some flying techniques, Rainbow Dash and Soarin head inside to relax a little. Since Soarin exercises more frequently than Dash, he’s able to recover faster than her.

Of course, Dash is completely exhausted, lying down on the bed in their room. While she complained about her aching wings, Soarin decided to give her a massage, but quickly finds something else other than a wing ache.

Published 2024-03-18 21:10:00 UTC
Last updated 2024-03-18 21:10:00 UTC

Unfair

“That was a great training session, Dash. You finally got a hang of your aerial flips.” Soarin said, a faint exhale escaping him.

He stared at Rainbow Dash, who was panting trying to catch her breath. He couldn’t help but chuckle, seeing her work pay off made him happy.

“Yeah…let’s get…get back to the…house…” An exasperated Dash mustered, still breathing heavily.

Heading back to the house wasn’t hard for Soarin, but was certainly a challenge for Rainbow. She kept a pretty slow pace behind Soarin as they reached the door.

Dash practically fell inside the house, lying on the floor behind him.

“Hnnnnng…” was all Soarin heard, hastily turning around.

“Dash! What’s wrong?” He said, running over to check on her.

“My wing…I think I have a wing cramp…” She said, a nervous look on her face.

“Does it hurt? Can you move it?” Soarin asked caringly.

“Yes and no. Ugh…” Answered the weakened pegasus.

“Don’t worry, I know what’ll make you feel better.” Soarin said, picking her up and walking to the bedroom.

Walking to the bed, Soarin carefully placed Rainbow Dash down so her back and wings were facing him. He put his hooves softly onto her back, pushing down, rubbing her back up and down.

Rainbow Dash laid still, occasionally shifting as her back produced cracking noises. She sighed with every motion Soarin made, a smile resting on her face.

“Does that feel better…?” Soarin said in between massaging her back.

“Mmm…hmmmmm….mmmm…” She sighed.

Soarin finished massaging her back, moving his hooves to her wings next. He slowly moved his hooves in circles around the outer edges of her wings. Putting a light amount of pressure downwards, he bounced his hooves up and down to open her wings up more.

“Ahhhh...Eh…Ahmmm…Hehhhh….” Was all he heard from the mare below him.

He continued to massage her outer wings before slowly moving inwards. He understood that the motions he was making were helping, as Dash continued to let out small sighs of relief and happiness.

Slowly, he moved his hooves into the middle of Dash’s wings, still using his circular and bouncing movements to work her wings. Before he could make it to the center, he stopped, realizing Dash was shivering slightly.

“You okay there, Dash?” Soarin questioned, concerned for her.

“Ye…Yeah, why’d you stop…?” She asked curiously.

“You’re kinda…how do I say this…shaking. Are you cold?”

“No…? I’m fine, it might be from all the massaging you did. I think I feel looser already!” She said, an excited tone being picked up by Soarin.

Nevertheless, he continued massaging her wings. As he reached the center of her wings, he pushed down, only for her wings to shoot up and smack him in the face.

“OMIGOSH…MMMMMHHHH…” Rainbow yelped as she dug her face into the mattress, blushing completely red.

She shook for nearly 30 seconds before laying completely relaxed. She turned over and saw Soarin moving his hoof over his nose.

“Soarin…I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to hit you…I don’t know what happened…I-“ She started, being cut short by a hoof over her mouth.

“It’s alright, I’m fine. Are you…?” He asked.

“I think so…Why did I fire up like that anyways?”

Then it dawned on Soarin, something he hadn’t thought of before. The shivering was a dead giveaway and he didn’t realize it.

“You’re a softie, Dashie.” He said, chuckling softly.

“Wh…what…? I’m not soft! That’s not possible!” She argued, frowning and crossing her hooves.

“Then let me show you.”

“Show me wh-“ is all that she said before yelping in surprise.

Soarin pressed his hooves softly into the center of Dash’s wings, causing her to jolt up and sink into the bed. Again, her face was red, and she was smiling.

As she readied herself and got back up, she noticed Soarin trying to hold in a burst of laughter.

“F…fine…you can laugh all you want…” She said, a defeated look appearing on her face as she looked down at the blanket beneath her.

Soarin laughed for a full minute before stopping to look over at Dash. She’d been silent the whole time, looking extremely disheartened.

He picked her head up and brought his eyes to hers, staring right into them.

“Dash, what’s wrong? It’s only a soft spot, every-pony has one.” He started before feeling a slight bout of pressure in the centers of his two wings.

Dash had brought her two hooves to rest upon the sides of Soarin.

“Hey…what’re you doing?” He asked, confused at her actions.

“Wh…it’s not working. Why aren’t you sinking?!” She exclaimed, a nervous look appearing on her face.

“Dashie, not every-pony has a soft spot on their wings…” He said, sighing.

“That’s not fair! Ugh…I’m a softie…that can’t be right!” She groaned, fake fainting onto the bed.

“Aww it’s alright, you’re not any different because of it, Dashie.” Soarin said supportively, smiling.

“Really…?” She responded.

“Really.”

Dash smiled, happy about her newly regained confidence from Soarin.

“Well…now I have something to use against you…” Soarin quickly said, clearing his throat.

“Wait…what?!” She yelped as she felt pressure on the sides of her wings again.

She felt her legs loose stability, falling over onto the bed while quivering. Sure she didn’t want to be a softie, but she couldn’t say she didn’t like the feeling of that spot being massaged.

She wiped the smile off her face as she got up again, turning to Soarin.

“HEY! THATS NOT FUNNY…” She yelled, a red blush looming over her face.

“Yeah…but your face is!” Soarin said, laughing.

“Wh-What’s wrong with my face?!” She yelped, looking at the mirror in the room.

She gasped and put her wing over her face to hide it.

“Ugh…this is so unfair…” She sighed.

“You’re right…I’m having too much fun.” Soarin smiled, hugging Dash with his wing.

“You think?” She smirked, revealing her now fading red face.

Rainbow started giggling, leaning into Soarin’s outstretched wing.

“I didn’t know you were so ticklish, it makes me wonder how you’re gonna defend yourself.” He said, smirking while moving his hooves closer to her.

“Oh no you don’t!” Dash yelled, leaping out of Soarin’s grasp as she ran towards the bedroom door.

She was halfway out the door when she felt a tug on her tail. She slowed to a halt as she tried to open her wings to fly off, but she was unable to. She was wrapped up tightly within Soarin’s wings, unable to move. She sighed defeated while Soarin collected his prize, moving her to the couch downstairs.

“Hah, Gotcha! I win, you lose.” Soarin laughed as he placed her down onto the couch.

“You’re lucky you’re you, any-pony else and you would’ve been done for.” She said playfully.

“I’ll spare you this time, but next time I might not be so generous.” He put slyly.

Rainbow rolled her eyes as she crawled over to Soarin, placing her head on his shoulder.

Soarin accepted the warm welcome, promptly moving his head to meet her cheek.

They both sighed as they relaxed and took in the sunset through the window. It was getting colder every day that passed, and having some-pony by your side certainly helped warm you up in no time.

Even if she was, which she totally wasn’t, she had to admit, it was pretty fun being soft with Soarin.

Author's Note

Soarindash!

Fourth chapter in this one-shot series! Hopefully you guys enjoyed it!

Now I need to work on days 3-4 in the upcoming chapter for “Under The Radar,” so stick around for that!

I need new ideas, so if you have one, please feel free to comment or private message me them!