Absent Without Official Leave
Spinning out of control past the finish line, Rainbow Dash landed face-first in a nimbostratus, drenching herself in a haze of vapor and nearly losing her balance mid-air.
She glided down to the track and landed on her knees, where she promptly began retching off the edge of the cloudburst and gripping her gut in agony. Her mind was foggy from the heat, and she could hardly think a single thought, as she coughed and spat and fought back the pressure building in her stomach. She hadn’t yakked in front of the team in over eight months, and she had sworn to never let that happen again.
The rest of the Wonderbolts hadn’t fared much better, though. Vapor Trail had passed out from heat stroke about an hour ago. Thunderlane had been hovering over a trash can for thirty minutes. He might need to scoot over.
Her teammates arrived past the finish line only a few seconds behind. High Winds collapsed on the cloud, wheezing and bright red in the face. Sky Stinger was gasping for breath, holding his chest as if he thought his heart was about to give out.
Only Soarin seemed able to keep himself in the air. There were bags under his eyes, and his lips were all chapped from wind pressure. Like everypony else, the heat had welded his suit to his skin, heavy and damp with sweat. Rainbow picked at her own suit, which clung to her coat so tightly it might as well have been a part of her body. She felt entrapped, almost, for how tight everything felt. A moan came as a whisper under her breath as she shifted her weight onto her hind knees, as her pussy began to wink and pulse against the fabric of her suit. It’s too fucking hot. It’s TOO fucking hot.
She resisted the urge to stick a hoof down her suit, deciding instead to press her thighs together and increase the pressure against her spandex suit. Nopony else would notice; they were all still recovering after that last race. As her breath quickened, her eyes followed the sun’s light to find Soarin, who was still hovering in the air and catching his breath. She began to blush, and she could not prevent herself from glancing down at his underside. He must have been soft, still, she thought. But, even then, she could make out the sweaty impression of his cock hidden underneath his suit. It wasn’t the largest on the team, but was by no means the smallest. His size was ideal for her, in fact, and the shape and texture of it too, almost as thick as her foreleg, fourteen inches, smooth and clean.
Rainbow’s heart was fluttering in her chest as she traced every crease and hike and rib under his suit, where his cock was wrapped up against his stomach and chest in the tight blue fabric, dripping beads of sweat. It was nothing she hadn’t seen before, for all the times in the locker room she had stolen a glance at her teammates mid-change, though, that day ,the sun’s heat was getting the better of her. She needed more than just a glance, today of all days. She needed him.
Before she knew what she was doing, she had already spread her wings out and took flight to join Soarin up in the air.
Soarin had finally caught his breath, as he felt his strength return and his muscles swell with lactic acid. He stretched his legs and reached to adjust his cock in his suit, which was damp and furnace-hot. His cock was semi-erect because of the heat, and his balls were drenched in sweat. I need to shower. Now. But practice was far from over, he recalled, although one look at the team’s present condition and one had to wonder how much more they could take. The exception was Rainbow Dash, who had found the strength to take flight again, joining him up in the air.
“You alright?” Soarin asked, managing to crack a grin despite his own exhaustion. Rainbow loved the way he smiled, how it made his eyes light up, emerald green and bright enough to capture the sun’s rays. Rainbow felt the knot in her stomach unwind, and she took a breath before she smiled back and nodded her head.
“Yeah. You did pretty awesome back there. Maybe not as awesome as me, but still, I’m surprised you could almost keep up,” Rainbow smirked.
Soarin snickered, and threw up his hooves to admit defeat.
“Fast, pretty and uniquely humble. Is there anything you can’t do?” Soarin teased.
“Lose,” Rainbow grinned, “I’m surprised to see you up here. Part of me thought you’d be with Thunderlane by the trash can.”
“I was winning gold when you were still a cadet, Dash,” Soarin retorted.
“Winning gold before I was around is like passing a first grade spelling test. Then again, I’m not sure you could do that either,” Rainbow laughed.
“You’re one to talk. You’ve got so many crash landings under your belt it’s a miracle you can almost speak coherently,” Soarin said.
“I don’t need to speak smart. I need to fly fast. Somepony hasn’t gotten the memo yet, what was that, fifth place for you? No wonder you’re not tired,” Rainbow grinned.
“I’m tired of you, Dash…A few more years and you’ll know how it feels to be past your prime,” Soarin said.
“If it ever existed,” Rainbow said, shaking her head, “Ah, don’t make that face, you know I was kidding. I wouldn’t be here right now without you.”
Soarin glanced at her, and he recalled the first day Rainbow showed up at training camp, when Soarin had only been on his third year as a Wonderbolt.
“I was there for you. Now you need to be there for them. You’re gonna lead someday, you know that,” Soarin said, glancing down at the many casualties strewn about the racing lane.
“I don’t know. I’m not like you or Spitfire. I want to help, sure, but…Leading is a bit of a bridge too far,” Rainbow said.
“You lead in your own way, not mine or Spits’. There are days we don’t see things the same way. Today was one of them. I don’t know who pissed her off, but she’s sure not holding back,” Soarin said, stretching his back.
“She’s not even finished with us, either,” Rainbow reminded him. “I miss when practice was fun.”
“Well, I guess fun and results don’t mix,” Soarin supposed.
“Says who?” Rainbow chirped, with a smirk. She began to cruise in circles around Soarin, every which way. Soarin could not help but let his eyes linger each time she glided around him. He could see how soaked her suit was, how it clung to her pussy and asshole and left absolutely nothing to the imagination. He felt his cock twitch in his suit, but he quickly took a breath to compose himself. For Luna’s sake. Get it together. She was his teammate. Practically a little sister. And besides, the Wonderbolt bylaws were explicit about inter-team relations. Thunderlane had been put on probation six times because of it. I won’t make the same mistake. I’ll be stronger. But after another glance at Rainbow gracefully swirling around him, his resolve began to falter ever so slightly.
“If you’ve got some suggestions, I’m sure Spitfire would love to hear them. You know how grateful she is to hear our feedback,” Soarin laughed.
“She has her way, and I should have mine, right?” Rainbow said, as her smile fell for a moment, and her eyes betrayed her true intentions, a certain kind of desperation. Soarin recognized that look instantly.
“If…No, when I’m leading the Wonderbolts, I’m gonna do things differently. Because this isn’t right. We’re out here all day in the heat while she sits in the shade screaming commands…” Rainbow said. “Doesn’t that bother you?”
“A lot of things bother me. You might top the list,” Soarin grinned, “...She’s got nothing left to prove. If I was the senior officer I’d do the same thing.”
“I don’t believe you,” Rainbow said, “You know as well as I do that ponies have limits. For most of the team we’re way past them. I think we deserve a break. And me, I need one.”
“What kind of break?” Soarin asked.
Rainbow steadied herself in front of him. He was larger than her, almost twice as much, at least. She felt so small then, and, unconsciously, she had begun to shift her hips back and forth, generating more heat and pressure around her pussy, which was winking like a traffic signal and dripping so much into her suit it looked as though she’d just pissed herself.
“You’ve taught me a lot, but not everything,” Rainbow cooed.
Soarin raised an eyebrow.
“Spitfire will show up soon to see what’s taking us so long,” Soarin said, warily. Part of him wanted her to prove him wrong, somehow. He wanted to abandon common sense. All he needed was an excuse.
“Look at me. You really think you’ll last long?” Rainbow grinned.
“You’re forgetting my main events are all long distance. Stamina is my speciality,” Soarin said.
“In that case, we shouldn’t be wasting time,” Rainbow said, gazing into his eyes.
Soarin felt his chest tighten. He glanced around, nervously.
“We can’t make it back to the Academy in time. You know that,” Soarin said.
“Fuck the Academy. I’m thinking over there, behind that cloud,” Rainbow grinned, pointing off down towards the racing lane. Soarin glanced over at the cloud in question, a short wall-like structure at the edge of the racing lane by the edge of the cloudburst. The wall had been set up as a sort of pylon for the racing lane, which was still occupied by an array of half-dead Wonderbolts, who were gradually rousing and recovering.
“Now I know you’re nuts. We’ll get caught,” Soarin pointed out.
“We won’t,” Rainbow said. “I’ll be quiet.”
“You’re never quiet,” Soarin reminded her.
“We won’t get caught. Trust me.”
Rainbow inched herself closer until they could each feel each other’s breath.
“I won that race, anyway. So I get to pick where. And I want that cloud. Almost out in the open. A few yards away from our entire team.”
“We could get put on probation,” Soarin asked. “Is it really worth it?”
“You’re about to find out.” Rainbow grinned, grabbing him by his hoof and darting off through the air down towards the pylon cloud.
Once they were behind the cloud, Soarin crouched down in front of Rainbow, who had sunk to her knees in the cloudstuff, tearing at the sweaty fabric of Soarin’s suit to free his now-erect cock. Rainbow tossed the torn pieces of his suit away, before spinning around underneath him. Soarin’s hoof seized her by her ass, soft and full but firm for its muscle. Rainbow inched her way backwards to rub her ass against Soarin’s cock, which had nearly grown out to its full length. Soarin fumbled with her suit zipper and unwrapped her ass, dragging her suit down below her hips. Her ass was soaked all over, and the sun’s white glare glimmered off of it.
“C’mon dude, don’t make me say it out loud,” Rainbow whined. “...Fuck me.”
Lust had won the battle in Soarin’s mind, as he pressed himself down on top of her, pinning her to the cloud. Rainbow was helpless under his weight, as he stuck his forelegs on either side of her past her head. His cock was teasing her ass, sliding up and down against her. Soarin leaned in by her ear. Her scent was flooding his sinuses, the salty, stale stink of sweat, and the damp musk of wet spandex.
“I didn’t hear you. Speak up,” Soarin whispered..
Rainbow’s heart was beating so fast she thought it might leap right out of her chest. Is he fucking insane?
“They’ll hear us,” Rainbow whispered back.
“Maybe. Maybe not. But you’re not getting anything unless you fucking scream it,” Soarin grinned, wickedly, “This was your idea, remember?”
“Screw. You.”
Rainbow struggled underneath his weight, but was thoroughly stuck. She shuddered as his cock again slipped by along her ass, slapping her tender flesh. Every moment without him inside her was agony now, and while she was sweating bullets and bright red in the face, she felt like throwing up all over again.
“FUCK ME!” Rainbow screamed at the top of her lungs. Soarin’s eyes widened, and he kept his laughter as quiet as he could. He had thought she was going to back out, but now he supposed he had no choice but to fulfill his side of the bargain.
Rainbow’s strength disappeared altogether. She was completely and totally trapped underneath him, helpless and his. She stopped herself from glancing up over the pylon, where she kept expecting somepony to pop up over to investigate the scream. Maybe they didn’t hear. Maybe they won’t think anything of it.
But before she could think too much about it, Soarin’s hoof came down to smack her ass, sending a ripple across her skin that made Rainbow tremble and tighten up. The follow-up act was even more of a shock, when the head of his cock first breached her folds. She felt the wind get knocked out of her, as her walls constricted against each inch he gained. Soarin grunted on top of her, shutting his eyes and gritting his teeth as he gradually ventured deeper. She was so wet that his cock slipped in easily, but the tightness was no easy thing to overcome. After the first six inches were inside, he began thrusting in and out, and now Rainbow realized the full extent of the challenge she had given herself to stay quiet. She brought her left wing to her mouth, muffling her moans as Soarin pressed and pulled and punched his way deeper into her pussy. He increased the speed as he went, and despite his exhaustion he still had the strength for one more workout, dragging his hips up and down to slap and slam down at her ass, to the sounds of carnal grunts and squeaks and whispered curses.
“Oh my gosh Oh my gosh Oh my gosh” Rainbow mumbled, delirious and dizzy as her entire body began to surge with the sensation. “Sweet Celestia…Slow down a bit…”
Soarin ignored her, plunging her depths with his cock, and with each thrust she felt more and more of her brain turn to mush. Her world was Soarin, his cock, his breath, his eyes. Oh fuck, please never let go of me. Fuck, it’s too much….he’s gonna knock me up at this rate…
Rainbow could hardly breathe normally as her body spasmed and her wings began to flutter.
“S-Soarin, I'm….” Rainbow stammered. “I’m…”
Soarin sped up his momentum, and felt Rainbow’s entire body jerk and twitch underneath him. Into her wing, Rainbow began moaning in a higher pitch, overcome with ecstasy as she climaxed.
“Oh, Soarin, Oh my gosh, Oh,” Rainbow whispered, dazed, weak, and empty of all thoughts, She smiled with her eyes closed as she rode the last stretch of her orgasm. But just as soon as she felt as light as the cloud she was lying on, a pony’s voice from over the pylon took her by surprise.
“Where is Rainbow Dash??”
Soarin and Rainbow both opened their eyes, and immediately they thought they had been caught. It was Spitfire’s voice they heard, from just on the other side of the pylon.
“And Soarin, where is he? They’re not skipping, are they??” Spitfire roared.
“They were like, just here,” replied the voice of Fleetfoot, who was still catching her breath from the race.
“Go and look for them. They better have somewhere important to be, or else they’re in huge trouble,” Spitfire barked.
Rainbow glanced over her shoulder at Soarin, who was still thrusting slowly.
“Is she still there?” Rainbow mouthed, before again hiding her mouth with her wing. Soarin quietly sat himself up a bit, glancing over the pylon. He immediately darted back down, and glanced at Rainbow with wide eyes. He nodded, and bit his lip, unsure what to do.
Rainbow was breathing so fast she felt like fainting. She waited until Soarin locked eyes with her. A grin curled up onto her face, and Soarin’s heart began beating faster.
Soarin increased his speed, as quietly as possible, though the wet slap of his hips against her ass seemed loud enough already to give them both away. But Soarin could not help himself, and neither could Rainbow, as she leaned into him with all the strength that remained to her, moaning into her wings and gripping the cloudstuff with her hooves.
Soarin’s breaths were ragged, as his forelegs were even more soaked in sweat. He thought of what Spitfire would say if she caught them, and part of him was shocked to realize how hot that made him. He slammed his cock deeper into her pussy, all fourteen inches, deep enough to make Rainbow have to fight against the urge to scream. Soarin was at the edge of his stamina, and with one last look at Rainbow, with her eyes half-open and her body drenched in sweat, he took a great deep breath and gave one final thrust, as deep as he could manage, with all the strength he had left.
And with that motion, his cock began unloading into her depths, as Soarin grunted and twitched and held Rainbow tight against his chest. Rainbow felt her womb flood with his seed, as she spasmed and moaned softly still into her wing. She was babbling nonsense under her breath, and was so exhausted she was on the verge of passing out right then and there. Soarin had shot so much spunk into her that when he finally pulled out, a small river began leaking out of her into her half-unzipped suit that hung below her ass. Soarin practically fell on top of her, exhausted, as his head spun and his cock hung low against her ass, dribbling cum that mixed in with her sweat to form a puddle in her crumpled suit.
“Ugh…my head,” Rainbow grumbled, nuzzling Soarin’s head beside her. They were both completely spent, with Soarin lying on top of her in a heap, as cum continued leaking out of Rainbow’s pussy.
After a few minutes of silence, Soarin finally sat himself up, making sure not to let his head poke out from over the pylon. He glanced down at his suit, which was still torn. His cock was hanging completely loose, and his suit was stained on the outside from Rainbow’s sweat and his own cum.
Rainbow, meanwhile, was still able to shimmy her suit over her hips and zip it back up. The tightness of the suit was enough to keep any more cum from leaking out of her, though the cum stains from earlier were already extremely visible all along her ass and hind thighs. Rainbow glanced at him, and he at her, and they both had so much to say to one another, but could not bring themselves to speak for what felt like ages.
“I’ll deal with Spitfire,” Rainbow whispered. “You fly back to the locker room. You can’t go back out there with your dick hanging out.”
“I can’t go sprint over there, I’m fucking spent,” Soarin sighed.
Rainbow sighed.
“You don’t have to speed over. I’ll distract them. They won’t see you,” Rainbow said, adjusting her suit and trying her best to fix her mussed mane. “Trust me. I’ll handle this.”
Soarin nodded, sighing.
“I guess I did need a break,” Soarin grinned, before spreading his wings.
Rainbow smirked back and winked at him. Soarin darted off, just as Rainbow sprang up from behind the pylon. Spitfire had wandered off a few meters away, scanning the sky for any sign of the missing fliers.
“Hey, Captain!” Rainbow said, struggling to fly normally after all the physical exertion she had just endured.
“CRASH!” Spitfire roared. “Just where the heck have you been? And where’s Soarin?”
“He got hurt, I was taking him to the trainer,” Rainbow said.
Spitfire was about to reply, before she noticed how unkempt Rainbow’s mane was, how out of breath she was, how her legs seemed to tremble and she was twice as sweaty as anypony else. And, most damning, how drops of white cum had begun to drip out from the puddle that had formed inside her suit, dripping through the vapor.
“Sorry for not telling anypony! It won’t happen again,” Rainbow assured.
“It had better not,” Spitfire grunted.
Spitfire sighed and trotted past the Rainbow.
“I hope you at least enjoyed yourself,” Spitfire smirked. Rainbow’s heart sunk in her chest. “Next time you think about doing something like that, do it outside of practice. Understood?”
“Y-Y-Yes ma’am……You’re n-n-not gonna tell anypony, are you?”
Spitfire snickered and began trotting off.
“You really think you’re sneaky, huh? Think again.”
Rainbow glanced over at where the rest of the team was - Misty, Fleetfoot, Blaze, Lightning Streak, everypony. As soon as they saw her look over, they all immediately burst into laughter.
“Fuck me! Fuck me!” mimicked Misty.
“Soarin, stop, oh my gosh you’re going too fast!” mocked Blaze.
Rainbow was cherry red, burying her face in her hooves. Spitfire rested a hoof on her shoulder, to comfort her.
“I gotta admire the effort. Was it worth it?” Spitfire asked.
Rainbow sniffled and snickered too, wiping the sweat off her brow. She joined the rest of the team in their laughter, and sighed, embracing her shame. Soarin had just arrived, with a new suit, and he seemed equally dumbstruck to find the whole team already aware of the entire affair. Soarin laughed, bit his lip, and hid his face in his hoof, embarrassed. Rainbow shuddered as she felt her pussy wink again, and Soarin’s cum leaked out into her suit. She savored the warmth and the tightness, and she shut her eyes, smiling to herself.
“Totally.”
