Warnings: Estrus Excuse, Mild Wingplay, Vanilla Boinking, Minimal Plot, Exposition

Well... Rarity would understand if you were a bit late today, and the others just would appreciate some help, they could handle themselves for a bit while you helped Dash... and Dash had been putting this off more and more recently, so she didn't really have that much time, she'd need all the help she could get...

Mind made up, you started to pull your phone out of your pocket, but the motion was interrupted by the sounds of voices.

Ah, just who you were looking for.

A smile crossed your face as you walked over to her, the mare leaning against the table of a cafe and speaking to two of her friends, “Hey Dash.”

The pegasus nearly jumped out of her skin at that, letting out a yelp as her wings flared, “Buck! Don’t do that!” her hand slapped against your chest, her face flushed as she scowled at you. The two pegasi seated at the table giggled, and you couldn’t help but give Rainbow Dash a bit of a cheeky grin.

“Oh come on, you’ve done worse to me,” Dash scowled at you, making you shake your head, “It was funny and you know it.”

In spite of the small smile on her face, Dash snorted, looking away from you, “Yeah okay, it was kinda funny. But seriously, stop that!” Dash poked you in the chest, her cheeks still flushed slightly as her wings tucked back against her back.

You smiled, making a placating gesture with your free hand, “Alright alright! We still on for later today?” Dash was energetic and boisterous, fun-loving and aggressive, and while sports may not have been the end-all be-all of your world back home, the way Dash talks about Equestrian sports makes it worthwhile. The fact that the average pegasi looked almost like an angel, being winged humanoids with unusual ears, hooves for feet, tails, and a brightly colored coat of fur was one thing, but her well-toned ass, athletic figure, and beautiful face definitely didn’t hurt things.

Dash opened her mouth to speak, but one of the pegasi, Flitter if you remember correctly, interrupted her, “Oh definitely! She was just making sure her schedule was cleared, wasn’t she?” she grinned over at her fellow pegasus.

“Mhm! She was just making sure that she had all the time with you that she needs to work everything out,” the other pegasus grinned, a certain amount of teasing in her tone.

You flush slightly, far from stupid enough to miss the implication, but it’s not like that. You’ve been helping Dash work out the weather plans for the area every month, and that’s all this is.

Opening your mouth to defend Dash’s honor, the blue mare beats you to it, growling at the two sisters, leaning over the table to get into their faces, “It is not like that and you two know it! And don’t go making plans for me either!”

While Fitter leaned back, Cloudchaser put on the slightest pout, “But Rainbow, you still need to do it, and you already set the day aside to work with him!”

Both Dash and you flushed even harder, but the blue pegasus growled, pointing a finger at the offending mare, “You. You’re so getting a week of Everfree Edge duty for that.” While the one sister wilted, the other just grinned harder.

“So you are going to get him to help–”

“Shut it! Not. Another. Word.”

You were smart enough not to get involved in this. And it was obvious that they were trying to make Dash agree to hang out with you despite her having intended to cancel your session for the day. Carefully, you ventured, “We can put it off if you want Dash–”

“No!” she snapped, whirling on you before realizing what she was doing. She coughed and looked away, “I– no, we scheduled for today and I... I actually do need to get it- those worksheets,” she growled when one of the sisters sniggered, “Done. We’ll just have to be quick about it, okay? I just, I have stuff I need to do okay?”

“Yeah, like–”

“Zip it!”

Though concerned and not entirely convinced, you nodded, deciding it was better not to question her when she was worked up like this, “Alright, I guess I’ll see you later Dash?”

“Yeah, later big guy,” she waved distractedly as she continued to glare at the smirking pegasi before her. You turned, but when you made to take a step, there was a tug on your thigh. Confused, you looked down to find a rainbow tail wrapped around your leg. Unbidden, your eyes followed the tail up to the jeans-covered-ass it came from, then up to the normally sky-blue face of Dash.

Her eyes were wide as she stared into space, her face so red it could’ve been a fire-hydrant, and her mouth slightly open in either an interrupted word or shock. You made to apologize, though for what you weren’t sure, it just seemed appropriate, but the sniggers of the pair of pegasi snapped her out of it rather quickly. Dash snarled, her tail pulled away from your leg so fast you couldn’t help but imagine a whip-crack before she whirled to you, “Go!”

“D-Dash, it’s–”

“I said go!” she swung a palm at your head, making you duck and scramble away. The two pegasi sisters giggled, but this only drew Dash’s wrath, the head weathermare spinning to them and verbally tearing into them.

Yeah, it was probably a good time to go.

Okay, that was strange... that was the second time now...

oOo

With the agitated Dash and the foolish mares that had been antagonizing her well behind you, you entered your small home. Princess Celestia had been kind enough to give the home to you after the trouble you had gone through.

You didn’t know how you’d gotten to Equestria, no one did, you’d just woken up in the royal hospital, quarantined as an unknown species, dehydrated and singed all over, with a severe case of what the doctors had called “extreme mana burns”. According to Princess Luna, you’d simply appeared out of nowhere in the center of her astrological tower, the last thing you could remember before that had been going to bed at home.

It’d been nearly a month in the hospital as the doctors and the Princesses themselves had looked you over, checked out your vitals and generally ensured that you were neither in danger, or a danger yourself. It had been... difficult to say the least, because for three weeks, you hadn’t even been able to communicate with the strange, almost-human and yet distinctly not human beings caring for you and doing strange things.

The door to your small home opens easily and you slip inside, books in hand. It’s still rather sparse, even after four months here in Ponyville. A dresser, a bathroom, an adjoining kitchen/dining room, a comfortable chair by a bookshelf, and a desk with accompanying computer and chair.

Your bed doubles as a couch, and is thankfully primarily a bed, and a big one at that. Amusingly, because you’re almost half a head taller than the average pony, though there are exceptions like Big Macintosh, you occupied this uncomfortable range where the things made for “average ponies” were uncomfortably small, but those for the next size up were bigger than you needed. The Princesses had been generous enough to get you the bigger sizes.

Heading into the kitchen, you set the books and reference materials you’d gathered down, preparing for when Rainbow Dash would be coming by later today. You weren’t sure what was wrong, but you had your suspicions.

Dash, for all her boisterous nature, had warmed up to you quickly after Twilight had introduced you two, the lavender unicorn had been your guide to Ponyville and you suspected that Celestia had asked her to introduce you to her friends to ease your stay.

If she had, you were grateful, because the possibility of going back home was slim, there wasn’t even residue of teleportation where you’d entered Equestria, they had no clues on the how or why of your arrival. The endearing efforts of all of them to make you feel at home and the honest friendships that had developed had been a godsend, much like a stream of cool water in a blazing desert.

Each of the girls were delightful and beautiful in their own right, but for all that Dash was rough and tumble and derided ‘Mushy stuff’, you’d caught her staring at you more than once, and she had a tendency to get very close to you when working together on things like this... you were terrified it was your imagination, that you were reading into things that just weren’t there because you wanted it to be true, but...

A knock at the door interrupted your musings, and you headed over to it, shaking off the worries that kept trying to plague you. You had six beautiful women for close friends, trying to overthink things right now would be silly and presumptive.

Opening the door you find Dash there waiting for you, a small scowl on her face, “Hey, took you long enough...” she muttered before pushing past you. You blinked in confusion as you closed the door, Dash usually wasn’t this... aggressive or taciturn. You followed after her as she headed to your kitchen, already knowing that you would have the materials set up.

She’d brought her own materials of course, the official paperwork and charts that you two would be working from. They were carried in her shoulder-bag bouncing against her hip, made of the same dark blue as her denim, button-up jacket and pants.

The pegasus almost roughly threw the bag onto the table, grabbing one of the chairs and dragging it beside the other. Carefully, you asked, “Everything okay Dash...?”

“Fine!” she snapped, before wincing and looking away and continuing in a much softer voice, “I’m fine... sorry, just... can we get this done quick today?”

Slowly, you nodded, “Sure... just...” her discomfort was unsettling, Dash normally wasn’t like this and you didn’t like it, you had to at least ask, “Is there anything I can do to help you out?”

Dash’s rose colored eyes widened slightly, and for a moment you could swear they lit up eagerly, her wings straightening out at her sides, as she almost squeaked out, “Yes!” But the moment the word left her lips, her eyes widened even more, her face lighting up with a bright blush as her wings suddenly clamped down against her sides, “J-Just go quickly– I mean help me out with thi– gah!”

Groaning, she covered her face with her hands, her voice muffled as she asked, “Can we just get this over with? I’ve got some–thing to do.” There was a weird hesitation there, one you didn’t understand. But despite your confusion, you agreed to her request, hoping it would at least help her slightly.

Sitting down in your seat, you began to work your way through the papers she had brought you. Requests from farms, dictations from the Weather Bureau in Canterlot, the weather plans of the major regions around Ponyville, it was a mess and it was no surprise she appreciated the help you could provide.

Surprisingly, the blue pegasus not only sat down beside you, but rather closely, her shoulder actually occasionally brushing up against yours.

Confused, you did your best to ignore it, but it was hard. As the two of you worked, despite her harsh tone, despite her snapping at you, her hands would oftentimes brush against yours when passing papers around, her soft coat tickling against your skin. When you would lean forward to reach a sheet further down the table, you would lean back into her wing pressing against you. At times, you could almost swear she was deliberately leaning into you, pressing her side against yours, that you could feel her warm breath against your ear...

It was hard to banish the thoughts of turning to her, of leaning back into her touch... it was made easier by the fact that she would often pull back from the contact like she’d been shocked and would snap at you. But other times...

“No, that won’t work, we don’t have the pegasi to do that kind of thing,” Dash shook her head vehemently at the basic plan you’d drawn out on the paper.

“Really?” you didn’t see why, you glanced over at her, “What’s the problem?”

“It’s- ugh, it’s like in Witherball where you’ve got to spread out your defense even if your opponents offense is tight, one small gap in it leaves it way too open.”

You stared at the paper, trying to parse the analogy, “Witherball’s the one which only pegasi can do right?” She nodded and you looked back at the paper and the plan you’d sketched out, but even knowing what she was talking about, you couldn’t make the connection. Thus, your ever so eloquent, “Okay, say what?”

“Ugh, okay, look,” you looked alright. Dash leaned against you, grabbing your arm with the hand closer to you for stability as she pointed with the other, your arm trapped between her decently sized breasts as she elaborated on why your proposed plan wouldn’t work and how it related to Witherball.

You didn’t hear a word of it.

Her dark T-shirt wasn’t actually all that low cut, but you had considerable difficulty pulling your eyes away from the extra bit of skin exposed by her leaning forward. But even when you dragged your eyes back to the paper in front of you, only a few of her words actually got through to your brain, the pegasus almost insistently moving whenever your brain was finally working again, her breasts, soft even through her shirt, rubbing against your arm as she shifted to point at something else on the page.

Thankfully, you did catch the end of her explanation, “That’s why it won’t work. Make sense?”

Swallowing, you turned to her to just agree and move on, but found her face considerably closer than expected. Dash was within a foot of you, her eyes locked on yours. She hadn’t let go of your arm either. “Y-Yeah,” you swallowed again, trying to wet your suddenly dry mouth, “So what should we do instead?”

Dash didn’t look away for a long moment, her breathing surprisingly heavy as she leaned against you. She bit her lip, and your eyes were drawn inexoribly to the action, unable to pull away until she turned back to the paper, her voice soft, “S-Sure, well, you see...”

You tried to focus on what she was saying, you honestly tried. But you couldn’t, and you didn’t know why. It was frustrating, all you could focus on was her, her movements, the feel of her soft but taut form pressed up against you, her bright, multicolored hair, the simple sound of her voice, soft and scratchy as she explained. You had no idea why you suddenly couldn’t focus!

Sure, she was cute, funny, sarcastic, witty, energetic, athletic, friendly, toned, sexy, confident... okay, maybe there was a reason for it, but damnit, you’d been closer to her before! You’d even wrestled with her (and lost), but you’d never been affected like this! You could usually think straight!

Belatedly, you realized that she’d stopped talking. Turning away from the page in front of you, you found Dash staring at you once again with wide, rose-colored eyes, her warm form pressed up against your side. She was close, close enough that you could feel her breath play across your face, the realization sent butterflies scattering through your stomach as you swallowed past the sudden lump in your throat.

She held your gaze, her eyes locked on yours as she pressed up tightly against you. Her eyes flicked down when you licked your suddenly dry lips, her sudden focus making you flush. Her silence dragged on, and the beginings of worry began to settle in your gut, once again, you tried to swallow past the lump in your throat before carefully venturing,. “D-Dash–?!”

Whatever you’d meant to say was cut off by the sudden blur as you were tackled off of the chair. There was a flash of pain as your head hit the floor, but a warm softness pressed against you. Your eyes flickered open to find Dash above you, and your brain finally processed the feel of her soft lips working against your own, her hands cradling your cheeks as she kissed you furiously.

This– something wasn’t right– you couldn’t think straight– your hands went to Dash’s shoulders, to push her away. Something about this–

Dash softly sucked your lower lip between her teeth, softly nibbling on it as she arched against you. Her breasts pressed tightly against your chest, and a soft, happy sound escaped her throat. The sexy sound, the sensation of her teeth gently working against your skin, and her soft form pressing against you destroyed all coherent thought.

One of her hands slid around to entangle itself in your hair as she tried to press even closer to you, her body shifting back to kissing you almost desperately, the beautiful pegasus making soft, eager noises against you.

Belatedly, you realized that she was straddling you, grinding her body against yours. The sensation making your hands clench against her shoulders and your pants tighten, eliciting a groan from you.

The sound made Dash freeze, her eyes snapping open before she let out a terrified squeak, scrambling off of you and away until her back pressed against the wall. The blue pegasus curled up tightly, pulling her knees to her chest and wrapping her wings tightly around herself, her face flushing as she whimpered to herself.

Still dazed, you sat up slowly, touching your fingers to your lips, everywhere she’d touched you felt like it was on fire. Swallowing, you forced the confusion down, Dash– she was panicked and afraid, you had to help, you couldn’t just– no matter how much you wanted to continue, no matter how much your heart ached for more, you had to help her.

“Dash?” you shifted to your knees, your worried gaze locked on your friend.

“Stay back!” her voice cracked and you froze in place, your concern growing as you obeyed, sitting back down.

Softly, you tried again, your voice gentle if unsteady, “Dash... what’s wrong, what happened... is there anything I can do to help?”

“Yes–! I mean- no! Just–” the pegasus curled up even tighter, wrapping her arms around her knees and burying her face against them. Softly, she continued, “I– sorry... I’m... I went into heat today... it’s... it came early... it’s really bad this time...”

Carefully, you guessed, “That’s why you didn’t want to do this today...”

Her head shot up, “No! I mean– yes but–” she groaned, burrying her face back against her arms, “I want to hang out, I like to hang out, but I was– I didn’t want to do this because it would ruin what we had! I didn’t– I was happy with what we had! And now I’ve ruined it!”

“Dash–”

“I just had to go and ruin it, like a total idiot! I knew I should’ve told you to put it off–”

“Dash!”

The pegasus squeaked, her wings flaring slightly, “Y-Yes...?”

Desperate to comfort the panicked weathermare, you scooched a bit closer as you continued in a softer voice, “It’s alright, I understand. You didn’t ruin anyt–”

“Keep back!” you froze, worried by the slight panic in her eyes, “J-Just.... sorry... stay back... please...” Dash was nearly begging as she looked away, “I don’t– I don’t want you to do something you don’t want to...”

Stunned and confused, your mouth worked before your brain, “Why would...”

“It’s– it’s the smells... eggheads call them ferosomethins... it... it makes stallions horny... I– I don’t want those stupid things to make you do something you don’t want to...”

Her concern made you blush, but also smile, “Dash... I do want this...” the number of times you’d stared at her, the number of times you’d spent daydreaming of the beautiful and amazing pegasus, daydreams that had ranged from erotic to far more homely... you definitely wanted this and whatever else it might imply, “But... the question is whether you do...”

Rainbow Dash’s eyes widened, her face flushed deeply, her voice little more than a small, surprised squeak, “W-What?!”

It might’ve been the ‘pheremones’ making you bold, but despite your bright red face, you insisted softly, “I want this. I would love to do this with you... but... I don’t want to do it if you would regret it at all.”

“You’d...” disbelief tinged her voice, “You’d... y’know... with me? Of- of all the mares...?”

“Definitely,” the eagerness in your voice made your face heat up considerably. But it was the truth, you wanted her, “I’d... I’d love to be your special someone...”

Eyes wide, Dash’s mouth worked silently for a long moment before she let out a little eager squeal, her wings flared out at her sides, obviously restraining herself from leaping at you, “Omigosh omigosh that– omigosh I so wouldn’t regret that. Out of all the mares to pick–” she bit her lip, her legs clenching together, the implications somehow making your blush darken even further in embarrassment and surprise.

“But–” her face fell some, her wings quivering at her sides, “I don’t want kids– I mean, duh, the making them part would be so awesome but... I’m not ready for kids... a-and since that’s like, the whole point of going into heat...”

“Um... Dash...?”

“What...?”

“You... um... you do realize I’m a completely different species... I don’t even have the right number of chromosomes... I can’t get you pregnant...”

Slowly, she swallowed hard, a small, eager little whine escaped her throat before she could make herself speak, “Y-You–... s-so you’re saying you could totally buck me senseless right now and I wouldn’t have to worry about kids? That you could... that we could do whatever, however, we want?” her cheeks reddened and her thighs clenched as she groaned softly in the back of her throat, “Y-You’re saying we could do that? T-That you want to do that?”

You coughed, your pants tightened at the images her words spawned, “Y-Yeah, I would...”

“Y-You’d do that for me...?” her voice was soft and eager and still surprised as she slowly uncurled from the little ball she’d tucked herself into. She pushed away from the wall, her wings flared out as she began to almost hesitantly crawl towards you, “You’d... satisfy me??”

Fighting your own arousal and ignoring the uncomfortable tightness in your pants, your hand reached out to intercept Dash as she approached, the touch of your fingers to her face enough to stop her advance. Swallowing, you tried to ignore the feel of her soft coat against your palm as she gazed at you, “Y-Yes... just... are you sure you won’t regret it...? I don’t-... I don’t want this to just be because of your heat...” the worry settled in your chest, the thought that it might only be her out of control hormones, cooling the fires of passion that you’d been feeling.

Those rose colored eyes stared into your own for a long moment before a small, shy smile spread across her lips and she pushed her face into your hand, nuzzling your palm. Unbidden, your thumb began to stroke her cheek as she smiled against your skin, the pegasus admonished you softly, “You silly little... I-... I’ve wanted to be your special somepony since you took me up on that prank war...”

Her cheek was hot against your palm as her blush darkened, her eyes closed when she leaned into your touch, “No stallion’s... nopony’s really tried to keep up with me without... y’know... getting angry or uppity... no stallion’s really tried except you...”

“I- I so wouldn’t regret it if you–” she swallowed, her face turned a solid shade of red, “I-If you rutted me senseless... here and now... ‘c-cause that’d be so awesome... j-just sayin’...” the look in her eyes when they met yours made your pants tighten to the point of discomfort.

“Dash...” forming coherent words was tough when she began to crawl towards you once more, still on her hands and knees.

“Please...?” she panted against your hand, “This one’s been so bad and it’s only been a day... I keep thinking about getting rutted good and hard...” her hand almost hesitantly settled on your knee, “I keep wanting to push you to the floor and take you... t-to just take those pants off and ride you until... until... buck, I don’t even know but I know that I want it.”

She was close enough to press her other hand against your chest, her eyes locked on yours despite the intense blush on both of your faces, your hand on her cheek slowly slid around to scratch behind her ear, the action making Dash groan in the back of her throat, leaning in even closer to you, “Please...?”

Unable to form words, you nodded, and Dash pounced before you had even finished the motion. The sudden weight of an athletic woman on top of you nearly made you fall, your hands going out behind you to keep from hitting your head, but you were quickly distracted by the winged girl atop you.

Her nose bumped against yours, her arms wrapping around your shoulders as she eagerly sought your lips with her own, a small, happy sound escaping her when her soft lips pressed against your own.

Dash’s fingers entangled themselves in your hair as she kissed you, the pegasus trying to rub the length of her body against yours without breaking contact with your lips. The feel of her soft breasts pressing against your chest, of her hips brushing against the bulge in your pants, of her lips working against your own, it drew a soft, eager whimper from you as you pressed back against her despite the somewhat awkward position. Lowering yourself to your elbows, you brought a hand up to run along Dash’s back as you returned the kiss, your eyes closed as you pressed your lips back against hers, your fingers roaming across her back.

Your fingers brushed against the soft down at the base of her wings and Dash groaned eagerly into your mouth, pressing her hips down against the bulge in your pants and sending a pleasant shock through you. Experimentally, you ran your fingers through the soft feathers and were pleased with the soft whimpers and clenching of Dash’s hands in your hair. Encouraged by her reaction, you grabbed the base of her wing, burying your fingers in the soft down and gave it a small tug. Dash gasped, pulling back from the kiss, her eyes closed as she hugged herself tightly to your chest.

You sat up fully, having turned the tables, leaving Dash to straddle your waist as you softly kissed her neck, your other hand now freed to join its twin, both playing with the base of Dash’s wings. She groaned, her hips grinding against you as her hands futilely clutched your hair, whimpering out, “So not fair... totally awesome, but so not fair...”

Unable to keep yourself from grinning against her neck, you leaned up and kissed along her jawline, your fingers still playing along her wings, exploring the taut mass of flight muscles covered by her jacket, eliciting small shivers and whimpers from the pegasus atop you.

Trembling hands found your shoulders, pushing weakly at them, Dash stuttered out, “S-Stop, o-okay? J-just stop for a sec...” confused and slightly worried, you did as she asked, letting her push her chest slightly away from yours as she panted above you. However, the eager look on her face as she panted, her cheeks a bright red, eased a bit of the worry that had settled in your chest.

“What is it Dash?” your fingers continued to trace small circles against the taut and trembling flight muscles where shoulderblades would have been on a human, eliciting another small shiver from her.

“This- this is so awesome but it’s just,” she swallowed, her ears flicking as she struggled to find the words, “It’ll just work me up... I need you inside of me now, let’s...” biting her lip, her rose colored eyes flicked away, “”Let’s save this stuff for times w-when I’m not in heat... okay big guy?”

The words sent a jolt straight to your crotch, the thought of doing as she asked, that she didn’t just want you to, but needed you to, and the thought that this wasn’t a one time thing...

You nodded a bit more eagerly than you’d intended, “Sure thing, what– how do you want to do this...?”

Her eyes flicked over you; the hunger in her gaze made you flush, “Let’s get that shirt off first...”

Nodding, you pulled your hands away from her back, but before you could take off your shirt, Dash’s hands were already there, her fingers tracing across your skin as she pushed the shirt up bit by bit. Biting her lip, her eyes flicked up to meet yours in a teasing glance before focusing back on the skin she was revealing.

With a bit of awkward shifting of her position, Dash lay herself between your legs, her chest half on your hips as she pushed your shirt up, her head darting in to place small kisses on your stomach as she revealed more of your skin inch by inch. The soft brushes of her lips and her exploring hands sent pleasant tingles through you, the slightly ticklish sensations making you giggle in spite of yourself even as they fanned a growing flame in your belly.

Unable to do nothing while the beautiful pegasus teased you like this, you ran your fingers through her multi-colored hair, earning a giggle from her as she nuzzled your stomach. You scratched at her scalp, getting a nip at your skin for the trouble, making you yelp and sending her into a fit of giggles.

“I thought you said no more teasing...” you grumbled, though you were unable to keep from grinning.

Dash grinned back up at you, “Just returning the favor big guy,” she gripped your shirt with both hands, and bit her lip, her voice dropping an octave, “Now... arms up.” Obeying, you lifted your arms as Dash pulled the shirt up and over your head, tossing it to the side, her hands returning to your chest moments after discarding the garment.

Licking her lips, her gaze flicked even lower and her hands soon followed. Her fingertips traced their way down your chest, across your stomach, and lower still. You were left unable to do much more than stare when her eyes met yours, an eager hunger in them, before she hooked her fingers in your pants, fumbling momentarily to get them undone, before pulling them and your boxers down.

There was a soft intake of breath from both of you as you were exposed to the cool air, but for very different reasons, “Dash–” whatever you’d meant to say was lost to a groan when she leaned in, her warm breath playing across your length.

“Mmmm...” her eyes closed dreamily as she inhaled deeply, biting her lip as she opened her eyes again to look up at you, “Say my name again.”

Briefly, you scowled, this didn’t really seem like a time for her ego, and started to admonish her, “Dashhhh-nnng...” but the word was cut off, becoming little more than a groan as your eyes rolled back and you bit your lip hard. Dash had waited until her name had started to leave your lips before diving in and dragging her tongue from the base of your member to the tip. The hot, wet muscle sending pleasant shocks all throughout your body.

A soft, happy groan escaped her as she licked her lips, apparently savoring the taste, “Mmmmm... buck... I want this thing in me...” her fingers, hooked into the waistband of your pants and boxers, tugged them a bit lower before a suddenly embarrassed and shy look settled on her face, “Would-... it’d be real awesome if you’d...” Pulling back, Dash wrapped her arms around herself, biting her lip and looking away even though her wings quivered and her voice was unsteady, “Are you still okay with this? I mean... rutting me like this... I don’t...”

Reaching out, you cupped her cheeks with your hands and turned her face, making it possible to lean in and press your lips to her own, kissing her slowly and softly, your heart soaring at the way the beautiful pegasus melted into the kiss. Pulling back, but not taking your hands from her cheeks, you smiled at her, “I’m more than okay with it Dash, don’t worry,” you told her honestly before your eyes flicked over her and you couldn’t help but tease, “Though it’d probably be easier if we were both unclothed...” you gestured with a hand at both your own state of undress and her own, still fully clothed form.

Her face flushed a deep red, her eyes had followed your gesture until they’d landed on your exposed manhood, at which point they hadn’t moved since, “G-Good point...” licking her lips once again, Dash started to tug at her clothes, “J-Just give me a moment big guy and... and we can get to the serious rutting...”

You couldn’t help but smile a bit at her somewhat silly word-choice, but that smile turned into an uncontrollable snicker as you realized that Dash was having trouble getting her jacket off with her wings as stiff as they were.

“Shut up!” she snapped, her face flushing in embarrassment, “This is hard!”

Laughing softly, you leaned in with a smile, “Here... let me...” taking a hold of her jacket, you gently pushed it off of her shoulders, her arms sliding back so you could pull it off. Doing so pressed your bare chest against her, your faces within inches and only two thin layers of clothing separating the two of you.

She visibly swallowed, her eyes locked on yours as you pushed her jacket off, sliding her arms out of the sleeves and the jacket off of her wings. Dash shivered as the denim was slipped off of the stiff appendages, the slits in the back of the jacket barely big enough for her larger than average wings.

Dash bit her lip as she held your gaze, “T-Thanks...” you noted that her shirt was backless, a common thing for pegasi, but it didn’t matter how commonplace it was, because the way she gazed at you with eager, half lidded eyes as her hands went back behind her neck, slowly undoing the strap that held her shirt up... it sent your heart racing.

The strap undone, she clutched it to her chest, her collarbone and shoulders completely exposed, your eyes were glued to the exposed portions of flesh as she slowly lowered the shirt exposing more millimeter by millimeter. The barest beginnings of her cleavage were showing when a soft, teasing, “Hey,” brought your eyes back up to hers.

The pegasus darted in and stole a kiss, your face heating up when her bare breasts pressed against your chest, her arms encircling your neck as she held you close. You shivered when Dash rocked her hips forward, her soft coat tickling against your skin and the denim of her jeans brushing against your achingly hard member.

Your hands sought out her hips, grabbing them and pulling her tightly against you as you kissed her back. You crushed her against you when Dash scratched against your scalp, groaning appreciatively into her mouth as your hips ground against hers. Each brush of her pants against your exposed manhood sending pleasant shocks through your body, stoking a fire in your belly and making you kiss her harder, more desperately.

One of her hands slid between your bodies as Dash pushed against you, you leaned back at her guidance, but with your focus so entirely on the pegasus in your arms you soon found yourself unbalanced and falling backwards once more.

Landing awkwardly on your rear, for a moment, your chest felt cold without the warm pegasus pressed against it, but she was soon pressed back against you, showering small kisses on your face, her hand fumbling between your bodies to undo her own pants. Her lips brushed the corner of yours and with a small groan, you reached up and around her, your hands seeking the base of her wings once more, drawing a groan from the pegasus as your lips sought hers.

With a soft sound of frustration, Dash forced her pants down, the sound melted into a groan when you tugged slightly at her wing with a hand, the other sliding down her bare back and past her tail until it grasped her pants. Tugging, you helped her push them down to her knees, but as unwilling to break the kiss as she was, Dash struggled to get out of them. Growling slightly, she pulled back, falling back as she jerked the pants off of her legs, leaving you panting and staring as the beautiful woman pulled her pants off right in front of you.

After a moment’s struggle, Dash finally worked her pants off of her legs, kicking them off to the side before turning back to you, a triumphant grin on her face at finally divesting herself of the last of her clothes. Propping yourself up on your elbows, your eyes swept over her body unbidden, taking in the amazing, athletic form in front of you, her entire body lean muscle covered by a soft, light blue coat, the sight of her lower lips glistening from her arousal sent a jolt of masculine pride through you. Swallowing, your eyes finally returned to her flushed face, finding her biting her lip, looking back at you in eager desire.

You’d dreamed of seeing that look on her face, but to truly see it... to watch as the amazing mare got on her hands and knees and began to crawl over to you, her eyes locked on yours... when her hand finally touched your shoulder, a whimper escaped you as she swung her legs over yours, straddling you.

Her hands settled on your shoulders, pinning you to the floor as she settled above you, her hips lowering to your own. The feel of her damp lower lips brushing against you making you groan, your hands going to her hips, desperate for something to grip. She slid herself up, her breasts dragging across your chest before she slid back, the tip of your member pressing against her folds briefly before slipping out of place, earning an unhappy groan from both of you.

Again she tried, the soft fur of her chest brushing against your skin once more as she tried to get you inside of her, groaning in displeasure as the crown of your member slipped once again, “Come onnnn...” Once more, she tried, her body sliding against yours, drawing a whimper from you as you nearly pushed inside of her, her warm wetness nearly enveloping the tip of your length before the bad angle made it slip out.

Growling in frustration, Dash sat up, one hand on your chest for stability as the other roughly grasped your hard shaft. You winced at the sudden rough treatment as it pulled you from the pleasurable daze you’d been lost in, but the reprimand died in your throat as a hot, tight wetness enveloped you. Dash’s hand left your length, joining her other hand on your chest for support as she slowly lowered her hips, biting her lip in a vain attempt to suppress her happy groan.

Unable to help yourself, your hips bucked upwards, pushing more of yourself inside her and making her gasp. But when your hips lowered, Dash followed, rocking her hips to work the last inch of you into her warm depths and sighing out a soft, hoarse, “Yes...”

Your hands clenched her hips tightly, groaning as she began to rock her hips back and forth, her inner walls clenching around you, making you groan out her name, “Dash...” The world had narrowed to the beautiful and delightfully warm woman above you, her hands running across your chest, the sound of her panting as she slowly moved her hips against you.

She groaned in the back of her throat, leaning forward and leaning more heavily against your chest as she slowly moved her hips, her warm, wet walls squeezing you tightly. Panting, one of your hands slid up, pressing against her flight muscles and pulling her against your chest, making Dash whimper happily, quivering against you. With a soft moan, you buried your face against her shoulder, your hips bucking upwards against your will, burying your length entirely inside of her.

Dash lay against your chest, leaning in to nibble on your ear as the two of you slowly fell into a rhythm, her hips slowly raising and lowering against yours as yours pushed up to meet her, each time hilting your member inside of her, earning a happily little whimper from her into your ear. Groaning at the overwhelming sensations of her depths quivering around you, you pressed your cheek against hers and tried to speak, “Dash–” but the pegasus let out a happy squeak at hearing her name, the thought destroyed as her hips slapping down against yours hard, grinding your length rubbing around inside of her. Your hand clenched against her flight muscles between her wings, making her squirm against you, her hands clenching against your chest as she bit her lip, trying to stifle her moan.

Gathering your thoughts, you tried again, “Dash–” she moved her hips again, slapping them against yours, this time grinding against you with your length buried deep inside of her, “Nngg-... Dash... I’m- I’m not going to last long if you keep–” a gasp as she rolled her hips again, biting your ear as the delightful friction sent electric shocks up your spine. Swallowing, you panted against her ear, “-if you keep doing that.”

She moaned softly into your ear, nuzzling your neck as her hips began to move faster, unable to help yourself, yours rose to meet hers each time, moving as much of your length within her as you could as she clung to you. Her wings quivered at her sides as her hands clenched against your chest, her breathy, husky voice sending a jolt through you, “Please–.... yes... that’s– that’s what I need... please... don’t hold back... please.”

Unable to help yourself, you groaned as your hips bucked up against hers, your body eagerly trying to fill her request, “Dash...” each time you buried your entire length inside of her, a happy little squeak escaped her throat, her legs clenching on either side of your hips as her hips met yours.

You were close, so close, your body aching to fill her need, your heart pounding furiously... and then Dash began to beg, her voice soft, husky, and needy in your ear, “Please–... oh please oh please oh please– I want it, I need it so bad– I want you to do it– come on...” her hands clenched against your chest trapped between your bodies as she bit at your ear, “Come on... please... be my stallion... please–!”

The soft, eager, sexy moan that escaped her was the last push. Your body tensed, your hips jerking up to thrust into her, holding Dash tightly to your chest as you came inside of her, the world blurring into a mass of color and pleasure. At the first shot, Dash tensed, her back arching as her eyes opened wide, her mouth open in a silent gasp as her wings trembled, her walls convulsing around your member, milking every drop from you. It went on longer than any orgasm you’d had previously, filling her with your seed before your body went limp, your skin tingling from the strength of it.

Dash almost seemed to melt against you, slumping against your chest with a subdued, happy groan, her wings settling on either side of you as she shivered. The happy pegasi snuggle into your chest, her nose brushing against your skin as she let out a happy sigh.

Slowly, clarity returned to the world around you. The weight of the beautiful pegasus atop of you, the cool floor of your home against your bare back, the sheen of sweat on your skin making you wrap your arms tighter around Dash as you shivered.

However, when you trembled, Dash shot up to her hands, her eyes wide and wings flaring back out as her face turned a deep shade of red.

“... Dash?” a sudden fear shot through you, had she only done that because she was in heat? Did she regret it now that she had a clear head?

She started to pull away, but the motion made her walls rub against your softening member, the sensation reminding both of you that you were still quite literally joined at the hips. Both of you blushed hard, the fog that had clouded your minds fading, Dash simply straddling your hips, “I– H-Hey... um... a-are you sure–...” she looked away, “You sure you’re okay with this...? I-I mean, if it was just the fere-whatsits I’d totally understand...”

For a moment, you almost thought she meant it, but the laugh she let out was forced, barely more than a sob, the grin she tried to give you weak, “It’d be totally okay, ‘cuz I know I’m-... I’m too awesome for the average stallion to take and everything... s-so I’d be totally cool with it if t-this was a one time thing...”

“I mean, I know those ferothingys make ponies say crazy things,” another blatantly forced laugh, an amused but pleasant warmth filling your chest as you pulled your hands from her hips, “I-I mean, those things e-even had me, the awesomest pony alive... y-y’know... begging for y-your...” she moved her hips, shivering slightly as a look that could only be described as ‘dreamy’ came over her face,, “Y-Y’know... ”

Suddenly she tensed again, her eyes swinging back to you in a sudden fear, “N-Not that there’s anything wrong with you! J-Just, who’d expect me to–” her breathing hitched as you cupped her cheeks with both hands, “-t-to... to b-beg anypony for...” gently, you pulled the surprisingly insecure pegasus down, her eyes locked with yours as she continued to try and speak, her voice slowly getting softer, “For... for a good.. hard rutting... like the one... you... just gave me...”

For the first time, you kissed her, shutting her up in the most pleasant fashion, slowly running your fingers through her hair as you kissed her, feeling her melt against you. Dash’s arms slipped around you as she kissed you back, a soft, happy crooning noise escaping her as her warm body settled atop of you.

When your lips finally broke apart, the happily dazed look on her face filled your heart with warmth as you whispered softly to her, “Dash... I meant it when I said I’d be happy to be your special someone... I’ve wanted it since well before this thing with your heat... though... um...” you felt your cheeks darken considerably, “It might’ve made me a bit more... um... eager than normal....”

“S-So... y-you’re saying... we’re–... I– we can do it again? You’re–... you, you want to–?”

“Be your ‘special someone’, yes.”

A glow seemed to come over the pegasus, her eyes sparkling as she let out an excited squeal, her hands suddenly cupping your cheeks as she dove in for a kiss. Her lips pressed against yours eagerly, her body pressing tightly against yours as her wings enveloped you, the soft down and almost silken feathers almost caressing you.

Though startled, you kissed her back happily, a soft groan escaping you as you entangled your fingers in her multi-colored hair. When you finally parted, both flushed happily, Dash immediately began to nuzzle your neck, a happy giggle escaping her, “Omigosh! Out of all the mares– I get you! Omigosh” Giggling again, she wrapped her arms around you, burying her face against your neck.

A happy flush appeared on your face as you shifted to wrap an arm around her waist, running the fingers of your other hand through her multicolored mane. Gently nuzzling her in return, you remembered the feeling you’d had in the morning, and decided that yes, it really had been a good day.

“Omigosh, that was amazing, it felt better than I’d thought it would! Oh the girls are going to love it when they get a try!”

“... wait... what?!”

Author's Note

Some mild editing done here to have as little overlap with the previous chapter as possible. If you're reading this after finding this story, I'm sorry about the repetition, I'd originally had this as the first chapter before reworking things, and I didn't want to completely rewrite the chapter to fit with the new first chapter.

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