Diving Head First

Twilight spared no time to hesitate or talk herself out of it. No planning or thinking would help. Now was the time to act. If she stopped to second-guess herself she'd freeze up and chicken out.

Rainbow Dash least expected Twilight’s intentions when she opened the door. “I just can’t gemm-ffm-mumm.” Her mind reeled and her eyes bugged as she tried to comprehend, ‘What the HAY is she DOING?!’

In that moment when Twilight’s lips were planted on her own several things happened. Rainbow backpedaled, but wasn’t able to break oral contact from her friend’s aggressive advance. Upon making contact with the cool wall with her rump Rainbow’s wings flared out and she reared back, but Twilight rose with her and planted her hooves on the wall. This just so happened to pin bunches of feathers against the hard surface and ever so slightly pulled at the “arm” of her wings. These numerous unexpected tugs registered a light pain response, but only served to send a shudder through the mare’s back and chest. ‘Th-tha-that’ Rainbow felt her mind fogging up as her body refused to obey conscious command, ‘n-nuh- … n-no don-… doh-ohhhh Sweet Celestia that feels so good.’

Instinctively, she wanted to fight. She wanted to kick the unicorn away and demand an explanation … but … there was that thrill again. That unexplained rush of excitement she’d felt last night; after all sense of control over the situation had been lost. She still had a chance to retake that control, to squash this unicorn’s clout and take charge. So she raised her hooves to Twilight’s chest.

But … was this really so bad? Was what happened last night honestly that bad?

Thinking about how she’d actually felt. Rainbow realized she hadn’t really felt bad … at least … not until Twilight ran away. She didn’t understand why this was, and the haze currently consuming her mind didn’t help. However, the more she examined what she wanted, the more her resolve for resistance ebbed away. And her hooves dropped back down to her sides.

Feeling Rainbow’s body relax, Twilight let up; allowing her cyan partner to sit more comfortably. Now, Twilight had to draw upon a combination of her knowledge of pony anatomy as well as some of her other … less educational readings, for she had no true “experience” to speak of.

Once her partner was seated, Twilight experimented with the wings again, breaking the kiss so she could watch her hoofwork. She felt up and down the humerus with her hooves, gently massaging the muscles and working out their tension. She was surprised at how solid their structure felt beneath the feathers. Though considering they almost constantly carried all of the pony’s weight it made sense.

All pegasi were notoriously sensitive in their wings and Rainbow was no exception. They needed to be able to detect those subtle changes in air currents or risk spinning out, overcompensating for a change in pressure, or missing a treacherous downdraft and slamming into the ground. The dangers went up exponentially at higher speeds so the faster a pegasus went the more sensitive their wings needed to be. So it was no surprise that Rainbow Dash's eyes had already glazed over and rolled back at the careful kneading of Twilight’s hooves. What was even better was that purple mare was being careful to work in such a way that any ruffled feathers fell back to their properly ordered place. The few stallions she’d ever allowed to touch her wings didn’t seem to understand how important that was to a precision flyer. She’d had to spend hours of preening to get them in proper working order again after one particular pony. ‘Should have given those eggheads in flight school a bit more consideration,’ she thought allowing any grooming concerns she harbored to melt away into further relaxation.

Twilight’s snout traced its way under Dash’s jawline, following its trail back to the neck where it curved up. There at that corner she placed a kiss before continuing up. This action brought her neck near Rainbow’s nose. So when she began to suckle on the pegasus ear she would gasp and taste Twilight’s pleasing musk and the faint scent of lilacs.

‘REALLY should have considered eggheads,’ and with that thought breathed deep through her nose to savor the essence.

Twilight moved her hooves from the avian appendages and placed one on Rainbow’s withers while the other drew her chin up for another kiss. As their lips locked once more she traced her hoof along her partner’s keel and around the pectoral muscles attached to it. This was the core of a pegasus’ power, the rippling strength that produced those powerful wing-beats capable of producing their celebrated speed and agility. From there her hoof continued its journey south, across the soft, flat planes of Rainbow’s cyan stomach.

As she began to feel the moist heat of Rainbow’s marehood the pegasus’ legs stiffened but did not move to prevent access. Taking this as a good sign Twilight shifted to where she was sitting next to her friend and began nipping and biting her neck. She searched the varying contours of Rainbow’s withers with her tongue, eliciting a cacophony of whimpers, panting, gasps, and groans in a cryptic staccato which formed her carnal chorus of desire. A song Twilight was finding herself more and more eager to decipher as she led this one-mare orchestra.

After a few more stanzas Twilight moved her hoof into the wet folds of Rainbows heat, toying with her clitoris and spreading the nectar to the surrounding areas. This conducted the pegasus into a crescendo of ecstasy, arching the instrument of her body to the minstrel. The song welled up inside of her, notes and chords filling her up in ways her body could not yet express. Her forehooves sought purchase and alternated between bracing on the floor and wall as well as clutching the unicorn, urging her to continue the number. Her wings shuddered and her feathers shook, growing tenser and tenser; visually counting down the moments till the climax.

Twilight caught this and relaxed her tempo. This provoked a whinny from Rainbow, who felt she had been so close. Twilight was beginning to discover a certain level of … satisfaction in this it wasn’t so much that she liked that she was getting her way, but that she was asserting her will, waiting until she deemed the time to finish was just perfect. And alhough her partner was not restrained, she’d still obtained control. To prove this she resumed her previous pace, causing Rainbow’s body to bend with the tension of an archer’s bow, but withdrew enough to relax that tension. The cyan mare’s means of articulation had been reduced to nonsensical whimpering as she begged for an end to the senseless torture to her body.

Twilight drew the mare up in her free hoof and kissed her for a final time. Once again playing against her companion’s sex, Twilight brought Rainbow up to the peak of her concerto, crying out as her body rocked and spasmed uncontrollably.

Endorphins and adrenaline flooded Rainbow’s system as her shaking limbs grasped hold of the unicorn. The lavender mare seemed to be the only thing her eyes could focus on as the world around her spun and warped. She’d been with stallions before, one even knew what he’d been doing, but she’d never came like that before.

Though it felt slightly awkward, Twilight curled up with Rainbow on the floor. Of all the books she’d read and all the times she’d thought about such a scenario, she’d never expected her first experience to be quite like this. She pondered these new feelings, but knowing she was in no state of mind to properly analyze them the scientist in her simply cataloged them for later study.

In her reverie she’d almost completely missed Rainbow Dash speaking. “Hmm?”

Rainbow’s body shook in what could have been a laugh, but was more probably leftover adrenaline. “I said, I’m pretty sure that’s not how you turn on the shower?”

‘Turn on the…’ she looked to the forgotten bathtub and saw the trickle of water coming from the showerhead. A moment later the pieces of the puzzle all began to fit together. 'Oh .... she just didn't-' her eyes widened at this revelation.

"Y-you don't know how to turn on the shower?"

Rainbow blushed and buried her face in Twilight's chest. A small voice in her mind said this was the kind of lame thing Fluttershy would do, but it was the only thing she could think of. "No."

"Oh"

'Oh horseapples'