Close Bonds: Chapter 14 [End of Third Arc]

The full moon shines bright tonight. You know, because it's shining right through your eyelids.

Dammit.

Your mind slowly stutters to a half-consciousness, your eyes wafting open then closing shut again at the glowing assault. You would just turn into your pillow and sleep on your chest to escape the glare, but the blinds are obviously open. Even your half-asleep mind knows what happens when the blinds open in the middle of the night.

Groaning slightly, you roll onto your stomach. You finally form a slit with your eyelids to find that Rainbow's awake, big magenta eyes looking straight at you.

"Mornin' Rainbow," you slur, glancing at the time. 3:17, says the little glowing analog clock.

"Hey, Ivan," she says, before turning back to the window. You gaze upon her for a moment. Her wings are tucked neatly against her slender figure, her mane done in a ponytail. Kind of funny when you think about it.

You crawl up alongside her and take to looking at the bright orb as she does. You focus on the outline of the mare in the moon for a bit, before finally turning to your pegasus.

"What'cha thinkin' about?" you ask, now awake enough for your words to be comprehensible.

She turns to you. "A lot of things," she replies, then waits for your next question.

"Good things or bad things?"

"Both." As she turns back to the window, you notice a kind of faraway look to her eye.

"I don't mean to probe, and you don't have to answer... but-"

"As of this moment, the Wonderbolts."

"Oh." You remain silent for a moment, opting to choose your words carefully. "Y'know, I thought for sure that you would make it."

She sighs. "So did I. But, I'm over that now."

"What's bothering you, then?"

She opens her mouth to speak, but shuts it again in favor of staring at the bed sheets.

A minute goes by before she finally answers you. "It's just... How could I let my life fall apart like that? I wasn't the first pony to ever be rejected from the Wonderbolts." She looks at you, lip quivering slightly. "W-what's wrong with me?"

You think long and hard before coming up with an answer. "Well, Dash... Something I've learned about you, is that you hate losing. Whether it be small races, card games, or... lifelong dreams." You pause for a moment. She listens attentively. "There was a saying back on Earth. 'Shoot for the moon; if you miss, you'll land in the stars.' Well, that's true; unfortunately, stars tend to crash and burn. When you came home, I saw it in you- you were crushed."

Her eye glistens for a moment, but she quickly wipes it away.

"Hey, though. Things aren't so bad now... right?" You place a hand on her hoof.

She watches your hand, as if using it as a sponge to soak up everything you've said. Finally, she smiles, and begins to nuzzle you. "I guess you're right."

The two of you lie there, your hand squeezing her hoof and your cheeks rubbing together. After a few minutes of this, a question comes to mind.

"So, Dash." She pulls away just enough to be able to look at you. "We talked about the 'bad' thoughts... So what were the 'good' ones?"

She blushes, shying away slightly. "We kind of already talked about those..."

"Wait, what?"

"Well, you know how you said that things aren't so bad now? That went through my head, at some point. I mean, if you hadn't taken me in, I don't think I would've realized my feelings for you until... until much later. And then, it might've been too late."

Your eyes widen. "I thought you started liking me after you moved in?"

She shakes her head. "No, that's only when I realized that I did. Something about you... you understand me. I liked you a lot, because when I picked on you, you stood up to me, but didn't threaten me. You challenged me, but all in good fun. And you knew- know when to be serious. That made me respect you... and more, I guess. I-it's hard to explain."

This makes you grin. You'd never thought of yourself as the virtuous type, but here's your marefriend naming off everything she likes about you.

You drape an arm around her back. "What if I told you... That I thought the same way about you?"

Her ears perk up.

"When we first met, I'll admit, we had our... differences. I didn't like the way you messed with me, but as with everything else in this world and the last, I learned to make the best of it. And as time went on, I also learned a lot about the pegasus named 'Rainbow Dash'; and I liked what I saw. I really enjoyed being around you, and was always open to the idea of, well, you know... just never thought I would get that lucky." You pull her in tight against your side.

You feel a wing drape itself around your back and do the same, pulling you tight into the warm spot where her wing was. You feel a distinct heartbeat rising in tempo, and before you know it, you're lip-to-lip with the most beautiful pegasus you know.
It's not long before the drowsiness begins to work its magic. Pretty soon, the two of you simply lie side-by-side, each of you sharing in the breath of the other.

It’s the night of the party.

You walk to Sugarcube Corner, a mare and a filly at your sides.

Applebloom fidgets nervously. “Now, Ivan… Please try ta act surprised when ya get in there. If Pinkie Pie found out that I told you she was throwin’ a surprise party-“

“Don’t worry,” you assure her, “Pinkie won’t ever know.”

Rainbow rolls her eyes. “Yeah, just like she never found out about our relationship, or just about everything else that happens.”

Applebloom gulps. You shoot Rainbow a glare, to which she just smirks back.

“Don’t listen to her, everything’s gonna be fine,” you assure the red-maned pony. The filly smirks somewhat smugly at your reassurance, giving you a nod. The way she does so strikes you as slightly odd, but you shrug it off. You ruffle her mane playfully, then continue your walk in silence, preferring to think over the task you’re about to take on.

Reconciling two of the most stubborn ponies you’ve ever met.

At your birthday party.

And one of them doesn’t even know it.

Why must you always be peacekeeper?

It’s not long before you arrive at your destination. The bell rings when you open the door, and you hold it open for the girls.

“Ladies first,” you say, earning a sneer from Rainbow. In contrast, Applebloom smiles at you, and then happily prances inside. At least someone appreciates chivalry.

Once inside, you prepare to act surprised. Only, the act is pushed aside as your jaw drops from true shock.

You literally can’t believe your eyes.

The whole bakery is absolutely barren.

Barren, except for Mr. Cake, who waves from behind the front counter. “Hello, you three! To what do I owe the pleasure of seeing you here today?”

You take a step forward, still in disbelief. You’re sure that as soon as your foot hits the ground a thousand streamers will suddenly fly in from nowhere.

Your sole touches tile.

Nothing happens.

You place your whole foot down, then bring the next one forward to meet it. Again, you’re only met with silence.

“Uh, are you alright?” comes the questioning voice of Mr. Cake. You look up to find that he, along with Rainbow and Applebloom, are staring at you.

You chuckle nervously. “Heh, sorry. Today’s my birthday, and, well… past experiences with Pinkie, y’know.”

“Ah. I see.” A wide smile etches across his face. “Well, happy birthday, then! I would make you a cake, but we’re a bit low on ingredients as of now… And that’s usually Pinkie’s thing.”

You return the smile. “It’s fine. But, you know, there’s something that maybe you could do…”

He turns an ear your way. “And what’s that?”

“It would help if you have any idea where that crazy pony is. She told us that there was gonna be a party here, and-“

“Party?” The orange stallion rubs his chin. “I wasn’t aware of any parties she had planned, and she usually informs me of these things. And I really have no idea where she could be… No, sorry, can’t help ya there.”

“Ah, alright. Thanks anyways.” You make an about face and open the front door.

As you step out the front entrance, you think out loud, mumbling to yourself, “Where the hell could she be? I was putting a lot on that party, and if she’s just gonna cancel-”

“SURPRISE!!!”

Once again, you’re sure your heart has stopped.

“How you likin’ the party?” an over-exuberant Pinkie Pie nearly shouts into your ear.

You answer after the ringing in your inner ear dies down. “Aside from nearly getting a heart attack and all the ponies asking me about my only being eighteen…” You raise your can of soda, “Quite fun.”

This seems to fuel her inner fire. “That’s great! I thought an outdoor party would be a good idea, since sometimes it gets a little stuffy and hot inside with all the body heat and the amount of ponies present always going over the room capacity! And also, I wanted to surprise you since Applebloom already told me yesterday that she accidentally ruined the surprise and I already told you that I was throwing a surprise party, so I figured that if I did it outside I could lull you into a false sense of security and-“

“Yup,” you answer plainly, taking a sip of your orange soda and doing your best to tune out Pinkie. Curious, you look a little ways into the crowd to try to spot out a certain rainbow-maned pegasus. Sure enough, she’s downing a mug of cider next to a somewhat worried-looking butter yellow mare.

You chuckle, thinking about what Fluttershy might be mustering up the courage to say. Um, if you don’t mind me asking… Have you ever considered the risk of… liver failure?

Next, you scan the area for Applebloom. You find her with the other two Crusaders, happily chatting away about something you probably wouldn’t care to know.

Perfect.

Sensing that a source of gibberish that’s been attempting to assault your ears for a while now has stopped, you look up. Pinkie Pie’s stopped talking. She looks around the room carefully, as if someone were watching the two of you. Then, she somehow whispers above the music, “Okay, I think it’s time we proceed with the plan.”

You raise an eyebrow. “The ‘plan’?”

“Look, I had to call it something, okay? Just go distract Applebloom while I round up the girls.”

“Gotcha.” You get up from your chair and begin to walk towards the CMC, but a thought causes you to turn back around. “Hey, Pinkie, I was just wondering if you told Sweetie and Scoots about-”

The party pony is nowhere to be seen.

“Well, alrighty then.”

As you approach the fillies, all three faces light up.

“Milky!” Scootaloo cheers, flying up to your head height. You rustle her mane, to which she smacks your hand away. The other two walk up, all smiles.

“Happy birthday, Ivan!” Sweetie squeaks. “I didn’t even know you were only eighteen!”

“Yeah, I seem to be getting that a lot…” you groan, rubbing your neck.

Scootaloo raises an eyebrow. “Yeah, what’s with that?”

“What? I can’t be young?”

“Not that!” She slaps you on the back, quite hard for a girl her age. “You’re supposed to tell me these things! I thought we were close!”

“I thought it didn’t matter?”

“Didn’t matter? Ivan…” She shakes her head.

“Whatever. Hey Applebloom, you haven’t said anything since I got here. What’s up?”

Scootaloo jumps in. “Did you see the present she made you? It was pretty rad and-”

“I didn’t get to see it, because it’s a gift. Now, do you mind?” The little pegasus, looking a slightly dejected, drops to the ground and steps aside. “So, something on your mind, Applebloom?”

The earth pony sighs. “Jus’… everythin’.”

You kneel down beside her. “Hey, don’t worry. Just lighten up for now, alright? You’re at a party.”

She takes another deep breath of the outdoor party atmosphere, then smiles. “Alright. Say, ya think Applejack came?”

“Uh… Haven’t seen her here so far…” you say truthfully.

“Good. Ah don’t wanna see her.”

You frown. “Now, come on. Why wouldn’t you-”

“Hey, uh, Applebloom?”

The filly in question’s eyes widen, then narrow in hostility. You turn to the source of the voice, knowing full well who owns it and really wishing they hadn’t arrived at this precise moment.

Nice timing, Applejack.

“Oh. You.”

Those are the first words to come out of Applebloom’s mouth. And you can tell, they sting worse than a bee.

“Applebloom, I… Ah just wanted ta say Ah’m sorry.”

“Fer what?”

Applejack sighs. “Fer… Fer bein’ a jerk, alright?”

Applebloom stares at her. “And?”

“’And’? What you want me to do, drop down an’ beg?”

“It’d be a start.”

Damn…

Applejack steps forward. “Look, Ah know Ah wronged you. Ah treated you like a foal, which is something Ah shouldn’t’ve done. Ah hadn’t realized you were growin’ up. That’s kinda a hard thing to take in if you’re a pony’s sister, ya know?”

Sweetie Belle glances tepidly at her older sister, whose lip is quivering.

Applejack removes her hat, and holds it by her chest. “And Ah’m sorry it took so long… but Ah truly am sorry.”

Rarity suddenly swoops up Sweetie Belle in a hug. Sweetie rolls her eyes.

Applebloom just stands there for a moment, her eyes never leaving her sister. She no longer bears a stance of hostility, but still frowns.

“Alright.” She walks up to her sister, and holds out her hoof. “It’s a start.”

Applejack spits on her own hoof, then shakes the younger pony’s. “Thanks, sis.”

You set your cider on the log you’re sitting on, then look down the street at the flashing lights of the party. Somewhere in there, you think, the Apple sisters are having a good time. Maybe they’re dancing together, maybe Applebloom’s with her little friends and Applejack’s having a drinking contest with Rainbow, but either way…

Job well done, Ivan.

You take a sip of the cider, quickly downing it to prevent the strong alcohol from staying on your tongue too long. You stare at your cup for a moment. It’s strange how, months ago, you never drank on your own. It was always at the urging of Rainbow, or Applejack, or even a very long time ago, your dad…

You raise your glass. To change.

As you take a gulp, you hear a pair of wings approach. At first, you assume it’s Rainbow, but the barely perceptible unsteadiness of their beat tells you otherwise.

Not Scootaloo, either. The wings are much too big.

Fluttershy? She’s really all you can think of, but for some reason you don’t think-

CRUNCH!

You quickly jump to your feet, spinning on your heels to find Equestria’s newest princess face down in the dirt behind you.

“Twilight!” You practically sprint to her, helping lift her to her hooves.

“Whew, I suppose I’ll have to work on my landing a bit more,” she chuckles, brushing herself off. A big smile forms on her face, and she wraps you in a tight hug. “Happy birthday, Ivan! Oh, it’s so nice to see you again!”

You grin, returning the embrace. “You too, Twilight. I really didn’t expect to see you here.”

“Yeah, I know I said I would be busy, but friends come first. Anyway, I found a way to reorganize my schedule so I could have some free time.” She breaks the hug, stepping back with a confused look. “You’ve… been drinking?”

You breathe on your hand and try to sniff it. “Does my breath smell or something?”

“No, no,” she chuckles, “You’re giving off slightly more body heat, and- oh, you have a glass of cider over there. Or beer?”

“Yeah, cider.”

She grins. “Rainbow isn’t rubbing off on you now, is she?”

The both of you share a good laugh. You wipe a tear from your eye, finally calm enough to speak normally. “Maybe she is, maybe she isn’t.” You raise an eyebrow, noticing something different about your purple friend. “Hey, have you, uh… lost weight or something? You look… thinner.”

She blushes, putting a hoof to her mouth and giggling. “No, no, no… Well, see, you already know that after becoming an alicorn, I began to experience changes.”

“Spontaneously growing wings, uh-”

“And the widened visible spectrum, yes. But those are only the ones you know about.”

“Okay, so what now? You have a higher metabolism?”

“Actually, I do, as a result of the fact that I’m now growing again.”

Your eyes widen. You pace a full circle around her, before kneeling down in front of her.

Her eyes dart away and she blushes. But, aside from making her feel uncomfortable, you’ve seemed to have found merit in her claim. She’s definitely grown a few inches, in her body as well as her horn.

“Wow, you really are growing.”

“Yeah, I think we’ve been over this. Now, are you done looking at my body?”

You feel your face heat up and you quickly rise to your full height. “Sorry. You know, just… Physical changes and such…”

“Heh heh. It’s quite alright. Personally, I think the new body suits me.” She makes duck lips and throws her lower body around in a seductive pose.

You raise your eyebrow. Truthfully, it looks ridiculous. She picks up on this, and hangs her head in embarrassment. “Sorry. Luna’s been trying to teach me… certain things. I couldn’t help myself.”

“Well, Twi, let me tell you. Duck lips are not the way to go.” This just makes her turn her head away even further. “No, no. You’d do better with the ‘cute nerd’ or ‘sexy librarian’ look.”

She covers her face with her hooves. “Stop, stop! Please, it’s so embarrassing!”

You laugh, then walk past her and retake your seat on the log. “Fine, fine. This’ll just be our little secret.”

After a few moments, you hear her finally pick herself up off the ground and assume a sitting position next to you. Not quite looking at you yet, she attempts a conversation. “So… Nice night out tonight.”

“It is,” you agree. You take a sip of your cider.

“Just wondering… The party’s over there, isn’t it?”

You look over at the Sugarcube Corner’s front porch. “Yeah. You can go over there, if you’d like.”

“No, that’s not what I was leading up to. I was actually going to ask why you’re way out here, when the party’s over there.”

You sigh, taking in the cold night air. “Let me just say this; ever since you left, I’ve had to assume full peacekeeper duty.”

She lets out a hearty laugh. “My girls. What happened?”

“Applebloom and Applejack had a falling-out. I got my head bitten off by Applejack, and Applebloom stayed at my house for two nights.”

Her eyes show a hint of concern. “But all is good now, right?”

You smile. “Yep, thanks to your friendly neighborhood Ivan.”

She smiles as well. “I’m glad to hear that.” Her lips drop slightly as something else comes to mind. “So, how are you getting along with Rainbow? It didn’t sound too good the last time you mentioned her.”

Ooh. “Uh, Twilight… To be truthful, I- I haven’t been telling you everything.”

Her eyes widen. “What? What happened?”

Where to begin? “Uh… I guess it all started not too long after I sent you that angry letter about Rainbow…”

“Wait,” Twilight interrupts. “Who’s that?”

Twilight’s keen eyes and infrared vision see it long before you do, but you’re soon able to make out the form of a pegasus making a beeline towards you from the party.

“It’s her,” you mouth. Twilight suddenly stands up straight.

The pony with the unmistakable rainbow mane drops to the ground, tucking her wings in and doing an exaggerated flip of her mane. She walks straight up to you, not seeming to see Twilight sitting but a few feet away.

“Izzt time, fuck buddeh,” she slurs, obviously very drunk.

All you manage to get out is a “What?” before she grabs you and begins to practically slobber on your face.

Your mouth is assaulted with the small pony’s slithering tongue, working its way along and past your lips and attempting to pick up your own tongue in a dance of passion.

This would be very enjoyable, if only it weren’t for the purple alicorn staring at the two of you.

Rainbow separates, a strand of spit hanging between the two of you. “C’mon! Ah can’t juss’ do all the work heeyer.”

She sees your shocked look, and the way you stare past her at something else. She frowns, then whips her head around.

“Hey, you! Scram! I don’t want no watchin’- ohhh, Twilight.”

Twilight’s mouth hangs wide open. Rainbow blushes, sheepishly attempting to wipe the spit off of your mouth with her foreleg.

Twilight shakes herself back into focus. “W-what the heck is going on?”

You sigh, nudging Rainbow off of you. Rainbow stumbles down, landing on her back before righting herself and unsteadily sitting on the dirt.

“Ivan… I think we got some s’plainin’ ta do.”

You and Rainbow- well, mostly you- tell the tale of how the two of you came to be. You tell her about the fight, and how Fluttershy helped you understand why Rainbow was acting the way she was. You explain how, the next day, when your age difference was realized, both of you agreed on keeping the relationship a secret. Twilight manages to deduce that that’s why you kept avoiding becoming an Equestrian citizen.

As you talk, the rest of the girls, including Lyra, Cream, and the Crusaders, find the three of you and listen in. They manage to keep quiet, but you can always tell when something clicks for one of them, whether it be a time you said something funny or just acted strange in general.

You decide to keep it simple, by skipping everything else that happened and just telling them that, for the most part, you did in fact manage to keep your secret up until now.

And that’s when Twilight burst out laughing.

Everyone present just stood there, quite confused, until she finally settled down enough to talk.

“Oh, you guys.” She chuckles a bit more. “There’s been a very big mistake.”

You shift from foot to foot. “Uh… And what is it, exactly?”

She turns to the pony next to you. “Rainbow, you’re from Cloudsdale, right?”

Rainbow seems slightly nervous. “Yeah… So?”

“The laws regarding sexual and romantic relations vary from city to city. Yes, in Cloudsdale, Ivan would have to be eighteen, but we’re in Ponyville. Here, the rule is sixteen.”

“Aw, shit.” You facepalm.

Rainbow’s eyes widen incredulously. “You mean- this whole time-?”

“Wait. You guys didn’t know?”

All eyes turn to Pinkie.

“What?” you ask.

“I thought you knew that Ivan was legal this whole time!” She snorts with laughter. “Oh, this is so funny!”

“It-it’s not funny!” Rainbow stammers. “Seriously, how the hell could you not know that that was why we were hiding it?”

“Well,” she thinks back, “you never actually told me. Ivan just said, ‘Okay, and what’s the legal age for ponies to start… You know…?’ and then I started laughing!”

“What Ah’m concerned about is,” Applejack interjects, “How could y’all keep a secret like that for so long? Ah mean, don’t’cha have any trust, or respect fer yer friends?”

“Hey, I could ask you the same question, bucko,” Rainbow sneers.

“I-if it helps any,” Fluttershy steps forward, “I-I knew, too. Of course, you all know that already.”

“Ah did too!” Applebloom says. “Well, fer two days.”

“Well, it was rather obvious,” Rarity says with a sly smirk. “I mean, the way you two would hang off each other in public, constantly pestering one another? And if that wasn’t the telltale giveaway, you two shared a room at the beach, much less lived in the same house! Please, darlings, give a lady some credit.”

“Oh, Celestia,” you shake your head. “Here we were, thinking we were keeping such a good secret, and literally half of you already knew.”

“Half, plus one,” Cream says, smiling. “I remember that day at the hospital when Lyra said something about Rainbow, and you defended her so valiantly… It was sweet. Then it made me wonder, and I got to thinking. I realized that sometimes Rainbow would wait for you outside the hospital. And when she did, it would always brighten your mood so much… I kind of figured it out from there.”

Lyra’s jaw drops. “You knew about this, and didn’t tell me, Cream?”

“You talked about me behind my back?” Rainbow snarls at Lyra.

Cream sighs. “Truthfully, Lyra, you’re not the best pony to talk to about these things. And Rainbow, yours and Lyra’s personalities just aren’t compatible. I’m sure you’ve said things about Lyra before, right?”

“Uh…”

“That’s what I thought.”

“Well, I suppose we’ve all learned a valuable lesson from this,” Twilight sums it up. “Never keep secrets from your friends.”

You raise an eyebrow. “Yeah, but let’s suppose what we were doing was illegal, and we told you about it. Wouldn’t you tell on us?”

She almost looks hurt. “Ivan, we’ve been friends for over a year now. Doesn’t that mean anything?”

You raise your hands defensively. “No no no, that’s not what I meant. I mean, wouldn’t you have to report us, since it’d be your duty as a princess and all?”

She laughs. “Ivan, please. I can keep a secret, especially since a conversation between two friends is kept completely confidential and off the record.”

“Ah okay. Don’t take what I said the wrong way, because I completely trust you.”

She smiles. “No, no, I get it. You’re fine.”

“Ahem,” Cream says, hoping to divert attention elsewhere, “So, how’s about we get back to the party?”

Applebloom jumps up and down excitedly. “Yeah! Ivan needs to see the present I made for him!”

“Let’s go do that then. But first…” You kneel down in front of Rainbow. You lock eyes with her for a moment, then pull her into a kiss.

Your lips soon separate. “Just wanted to make it official.”

“Aww,” you hear from Sweetie Belle and Applebloom. Scootaloo makes no noise, but you can guess at what face she’s making.

((What happens next is NSFW. There‘s little more to the chapter than this sex scene, so if you don’t want to read this, just skip to the bottom of the page or scroll down until you see the SFW sign. Or notice. Or whatever you wanna call it.))

You open the door.

Walk through it.

Close it.

And are pinned up against it.

Rainbow Dash hovers just before you, her unfocused eyes staring into yours. She pants, the heat of her breath and the taste of alcohol making your tongue buzz as your lips brush together. You lean forward.

Rainbow Dash stops you with a hoof on your lips. She grins, then turns your head so you’re looking to the side.

What is she…?

You let out an “Ahh...” as she begins slurp on your ear, suckling sounds filling the air as she slips her tongue around your lobe and into your outer ear.

After a minute of blissful, carnal pleasure, you pull her off of you and carry her to the couch. She giggles as you plop her down, then frantically attempt to unzip your jeans. It’s a little difficult, as you’re feeling slightly inebriated. In the midst of your fumbling about, you find a hoof on your chest, and Rainbow in front of you again.

“Let me do that. You just sit down,” she says, lightly pushing you down towards the couch. You obey.

You watch from a sitting position as she grabs the zipper with her teeth, gently pulling it back. She then places a hoof on each thigh, and somehow manages to unbutton your jeans with her mouth. Practice, you suppose.

Your pants come undone and slide down your legs. Almost home free.

She stares at your boxers for a moment, lustfully watching the bump your boner makes. Then, with little restraint, she pulls down the waistband.

She gasps as it pops out, free and in the open air. She hangs over it, viewing it as if it were a jeweled sword. A strand of saliva drops from her mouth. The sight of her standing there, maw wide open, and her hot breath on your dick… it’s driving you crazy. “Come on, Dash. Are you just gonna sit there or- Ahh!”

You groan as she quickly slides the whole thing in. The tip reaches the back of her throat, and she begins to try to swallow it.

You buck your hips, somehow forcing yourself even deeper into her. Your response to the sudden wave of euphoria at the feeling of her throat clenching the tip of your penis is a bit much for her, and she begins to gag.

You quickly bring yourself back down, giving her a moment to catch her breath. She sputters, taking the time to wipe her mouth off with a hoof. You start to think she might be done.

Then, you’re reminded of why she’s known as ‘fastest pegasus in Ponyville’.

Your mind goes numb. All you can think about are the sensations going on at your loins as her head bobs up and down, tongue swirling around and moving in tandem with her head as it slides across your throbbing member.

It’s not long before you feel the pressure building up. You grip the cushions and grunt, “Dash… I-I’m gonna-”

You don’t have time to finish the thought. You thrust your hips, forcing your whole penis into her mouth. As her mouth fills with cum, she moans, desperately trying to swallow.

She milks you for every last drop as you continue to pump your seed into her stomach. Finally, with a loud slurp, she pulls off of you.

“That… was fucking great,” you say as she climbs up onto the couch next to you. She doesn’t say anything, just blushes deep red, and watches you with a hungry look.

“Take off your shirt.”

You immediately do so, knowing well enough not to question her. You fling your shirt halfway across the room, and wait to see what she wants next.

Suddenly, you’re shoved onto your back. Rainbow stands over you, smirking, like a predator who’s just tackled her prey, her snout touching your nose.

“What to do with you,” she says coyly, a drop of saliva falling onto your upper lip. Watching you lick it up, she giggles, then kisses you lovingly.

She sits on your stomach, and begins to slide back and forth on her marehood, leaving behind a wet trail of love juice. She moans as she does this, slowly bringing herself closer and closer to you until your chin is poking her swollen vagina.

Her mane cascades over her head and tickles your cheeks as she leans over you. “You know what comes next, don’t you?”

You nod, purposefully rubbing her wet spot with your chin.

She twitches, her carnal appetite seeming to grow at your teasing. She scoots herself upwards, bringing her lower body up and over your chin until she’s sitting on your face.

Mare juice dribbles down the side of your face. You kiss her second pair of lips, then set to work.

You begin by gliding your tongue around the rim. You can feel Rainbow on top of you, squirming as jolts begin to shoot up and down her spine. You grab her butt and begin to knead, to which she moans loudly.

“When you do that, it makes me think of claws digging into my skin,” she once said in response to you grabbing her flank.

“Do you like it?”

She shivers. “Yeah, in a weird way.”

You give your hands a break from squeezing her cutiemarks, and move them to her marehood. You penetrate her with your thumbs, then bring her wide open.

She yelps as your tongue slips into her. Hot, sweet juice runs surrounds your oral appendage and drips into your maw as you wriggle around inside of her.
Soon, you no longer have any need for your thumbs. You instead swap them out for a hand, starting with two fingers, then four, and pretty soon you have your whole hand inside of her. You curl and uncurl your fingers then begin to quickly wiggle them about, getting a brief satisfaction out of getting Rainbow to shout your name.

Meanwhile, you find her clitoris. You smile inwardly to yourself, then push her little love button with your tongue.

Immediately, she begins to convulse, muffle screams sounding just above you. Her legs wrap around your head and her inner walls clench shut as she comes, hot mare juice flowing into your mouth and spilling out in small bits along your cheeks.

After a few good moments of this, she relaxes. She lifts herself off of you, your cum-soaked hand coming out with a pop.

“Celestia… Those hands…” She pants, plopping down on top of you. The two of you lie there for a minute, taking a breather before going into round three.

It’s not long before you find yourself primed and ready. Rainbow Dash notices this, and flashes you a smirk.

“Looks like someone’s got their hard-on again… Let’s see what we have here…” she says, turning around to view your boner and giving you a great view of her ass cheeks. She sits down on your belly and lets her tail unravel itself upon your chest.

“Lookin’ good,” she comments, before lifting her rump into the air. She lines herself up, then quickly comes down and envelopes your cock in her marehood.

You both moan simultaneously. Waves of pleasure run through you as your penis is squeezed, over and over as her vaginal walls contract and release, again and again.

She soon releases enough to be able to rise up. Your mind clouds over at the feeling of your stick sliding through her slippery pussy, your member throbbing with every ripple of euphoria. It feels so good.

Suddenly, unexpectedly, she slams down hard on your dick. You clench your eyes and shout, and she screams to the high heavens. She takes a moment to breathe, then repeats the slamming.

You groan as she repeats this action over and over, picking up speed the longer she goes. This time, you have enough control to keep your eyes open. You swear, that view of her ass does it for you. Every time she brings herself down, it’s as if you can see every ripple, every jiggle off her buttocks in slow motion.

It drives you over the edge. You yank on her tail as you begin to cum, filling her uterus with your seed.

She goes for a few seconds longer before she comes too. Her vagina squeezes and attempts to pull you in, as Rainbow lefts her head to the ceiling and lets out a piercing scream. You continue to buck into her when she has the inability to continue, until you’re both spent and exhausted from your rigorous fucking. Again, she pulls herself off of you, your slippery dick smacking against your skin when it finally comes out.

((SFW now. Still some slight sexual themes, but nothing crazy.))

She turns herself around to face you, then immediately flops onto your chest.

“That… was awesome,” she pants.

“No,” you say, running a hand through her mane, “you’re awesome.”

She smiles, and begins to lick your neck. You sigh, closing your eyes, and clap twice.

The lights go out. In the darkness, you manage to make out your lover’s wide magenta eyes.

You kiss her between and above them. “Love ya, Dash.”

You don’t know if she says it back, because you’re out like a light.

Author's Note

I tried clop again :3

And no, there won't be a little mini chapter at the end of this arc.

Thanks to hwrogers for proofreading! You guys need to go check him out, okay? He's got a good story goin'!

Also, thanks to bekindsorewind for directing me to the awesome cover photo!