House of Parker

Featured Characters - Rainbow Dash and Peter Parker

Rating - T

Chapter Nineteen “Cuddle Me Not”

    Rainbow Dash was not a cuddler. She was Cloudsdale’s toughest mare, almost hating the idea of intimate contact. Growing up, the pegasus hated hugs, even from her closest friends. That trait seemed to have lessened a bit, Rainbow Dash not minding a hug if a friend needed it, but she was fairly certain intimacy was not her greatest strength. Exasperated, she laid in her bed, and impatiently tapped her hoof against her chest. So much can change in a short amount of time. For Rainbow, she was in a relationship, and she just wanted to cuddle with her coltfriend. It was hypocritical. She had grown soft!

Her. THERainbow Dash! Soft! Eugh...    It was a learning process, something that Rainbow loved and hated at the same time. Peter was special, giving the pegasus the space she needed without question, but the mare loathed herself for requesting it more often than not. Sometimes. Rainbow needed her space to train, to be the best. She had grown up with this mindset, but her space gave her unending silence. It helped her sort out her thoughts, yet she had a habit for thinking too much about nothing in particular. Peter gave her the space she wanted. That was fine, but Rainbow didn’t want to be alone, not tonight.    Unfortunately, she couldn’t bring herself to just ask for the stallion’s company. Rainbow blankly stared at the ceiling. That was unnecessary. The schedule indicated that Peter was hers for the next three nights. Why was she acting like this? She loved Peter. He made her feel like a mare, being gentle and affectionate with her. Rainbow exhaled, smothering her face beneath a pillow. That’s what she hated. Cuddling was for softies. She didn’t want to be held by Peter’s strong hooves, to lose herself in his warm embrace. Rainbow threw her pillow across the room, her frustration reaching a new zenith.    A few choice words hung on the tip of her tongue. Peter was taking an exceptionally long time to come to bed. If he took too much longer, Rainbow would fly out and bring him to bed herself. Her mind chided her behavior. She was acting desperate. The pegasus rolled her eyes. At the moment, she didn’t care what she thought. Fortunately, the sounds of hoofsteps caused her ears to perk, and the door slowly opened, revealing her stallion. Rainbow smiled. Peter looked adorable, his sheepish grin coupled with his half-closed eyes. He carried a plate in his mouth, balancing a large sandwich on top of it with ease.    Rainbow shook her head, groaning. “Hungry? You’re always eating!”    Closing the door with his back hoof, Peter simply shrugged before climbing onto the bed. Rainbow allowed her chin to rest on her hoof as she blankly watched the stallion as he took a chomp out of the sandwich. She wanted to fall asleep in the hooves of her lover- not a munching, chewing idiot.    “Want some?” Peter asked innocently, extending the sandwich to the mare.    Rainbow arched a brow, only to nod. “Sure.” She took the treat, biting carefully. Peter always made the best sandwiches, this one lathered with the perfect amount of lettuce, tomatoes, mayonnaise, and pineapples. She sighed contently, meeting the hazel gaze that settled on her. Peter shifted his position, wrapping his hooves around the mare’s waist from behind, and Rainbow leaned back, resting the back of her head against his shoulder. After taking another bite, the pegasus stifled a giggle as she felt Peter kiss the back of her neck. She leaned further against the stallion, offering him what little remained of his sandwich. “Want some?”    Peter snorted, laughing lightly, and Rainbow mirrored his action, her previous frustrations having dissolved completely. She was such a hypocrite, but it was okay. Peter never judged her, so she had no reason to either.