Blazing Wind

by Fox-trott

Rating: mature
Tags: Slice of Life, Romance
Length: 9574

1st person romance story, in the role of Tornado Dash

First Person romance story, in the role of Tornado Dash
Tornado Dash. One of the only stallions who is…still single, finally meets the mare he admires. The mare of his dreams. Spitfire. When Spitfire offers to spend time with him, they share laughs and have fun together. Hanging out with Spitfire couldn't get any better right? Well, it actually does…much better.

Original Cover.

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2013-06-04 14:20:33 UTC

Chapter One: Just another Day

Blazing Wind

Chapter One: Just another Day

It was just another morning in Ponyville. Like every morning, I sat on the grass watching the sun rise every morning, listening to the birds sing and also the beautiful silence of morning…it was peaceful. I never really began my mornings like most Pegasi; I never really went flying or stretched my wings in the early hours. Neither did I wake up in the late hours of the mornings. I just sat with a cup of coffee and watched the sun rise, just me and the sun, both waking up to start a new day.

“Good morning Tornado.” A pony, carrying flowers to her house greeted me as she walked.

“Good morning Miss.” I smiled softly at the pony and just continued watching the sun rise. I sat back, leaning against a tree, looking out into the sun just reaching the peeks of the mountains in the distance, letting the light beam past the rocks and lightening up Ponyville. I noticed a silhouette of a Pegasus in the sky. I began squinting my eyes to see if I could see who it was, it looked like Spitfire.

“It’s Spitfire!” I thought to myself, “What would she be doing out here? Maybe an early morning fly? Or just to stretch her wings?” I kept saying in my head, I slowly took off and flew towards her. I saw her leaving a trail of fire and smoke. When I got close enough, I slowly landed on a cloud and began peeking over it at the beautiful gold mare. I had to hold the urge of being a fanboy around her, oh sweet Celestia that would be embarrassing.

“It’s always nice to stretch my wings.” She said to herself, while hovering in the sky and looking towards Cloudsdale. I kept myself behind the cloud, looking at her.

I sighed softly and then slowly went out, nervously. “Y-yeah, it is isn’t it?” I slowly approached her, scratching the back of my head, “I normally enjoy a nice relaxing morning, watching the sunrise and the sound of leaves rustling in the wind. It helps take things off my mind.”

“That sounds nice.” She responded, smiling at me. She actually spoke to me and smiled at me, I’d never felt so shocked in my life, but in a good way of course. “Well what’s your name?”

“T-Tornado Dash, but call me Tornado.” I shyly held out my hoof to shake hers, hoping she would accept the hoofshake of friendship.

“Nice to meet you Tornado, you obviously know who I am. But on the safe side, my name is Spitfire.” Spitfire gently grabbed my hoof and shook it. “You seem shy, is everything okay?”

“Yeah.” I nodded, “I just didn’t think I’d be here, shaking hooves with a Wonderbolt, especially my favourite.”

“Did I just say that, did I just say that?!” I spoke in my thoughts, “I thought I told you to stay away fanboy self!”

“Hey do you maybe want to go get breakfast or something?” Spitfire asked, looking at me with a smile. Her beautiful orange eyes sparkled in the sunlight.

“I would love too.” I nodded slowly, just smiling. “Got any places in mind?” I hovered before her, still looking into her eyes.

“Well, we could always go back to my place.” Spitfire looked back towards Cloudsdale, blinking.

“Well, lead the way.” I found myself blushing lightly; I never knew a Wonderbolt would invite me back to their house for breakfast. She began flying back to her house; of course I followed closely behind. Once we arrived, she opened the door and let me in first. Surely Spitfire was a little stricter than this. Unless she’s not the pony everypony thinks she is. Maybe she’s a stern, strict pony at the academy and at shows. But maybe when she’s not performing or commanding, she’s a sweet pony.

“Well, welcome to my home Tornado.” She walked in after me, “feel free to sit down.”

“Thank you Spitfire.” I sat down on the couch, admiring her house. Oh Celestia was it huge! I looked around at the various Wonderbolt posters she owned, and the several trophies and awards in cases and mounted on the walls.

“Wow.” I started talking again in my thoughts. “She’s so amazing, and I cannot believe I’m here, with the Captain of the Wonderbolts!” I almost squeaked in excitement, but I managed to hold it back.

“Well, breakfast is ready.” The Wonderbolt said, carrying the plates with her wings to the table. “Pancakes.”

“Did you say pancakes?” I felt my nose sniffing at the sweet scent of pancakes. I slowly trotted towards the table and saw a pile of pancakes with syrup on them.

“Yeah, I haven’t got a show until tomorrow. So why not.” Spitfire chuckled softly and sat down at the table, and then I sat down across from her. “Well, eat up.” Spitfire smirked and began eating.

“Thank you.” I started eating my pancakes slowly, just in case I make myself throw up like last time.

Spitfire instantly started a conversation. “So what else do you do around here Tornado? Anything other than watching the sunrise?” She giggled softly and continued eating.

“Yes actually, I do like to fly and make tornadoes.” I chuckled. “Of course, you have to be careful of where you put them…last time, I was lucky that I didn’t harm anypony.” I looked away in embarrassment.

“Hey don’t sweat it, accidents like that happen every day.” She waved her hoof with a smile and once she finished, she took the plates back.

“But I nearly hurt somepony.” I sounded a little stern, not offended but stern.

“You didn’t mean to do it intentionally did you?” Spitfire looked at me with a smirk.

“Of course not Spitfire.” I chuckled softly. “Well, I also spend my days on my own.” I then felt my smile drop. I looked down, remembering how I spend nearly every day alone.

“Oh, Tornado.” She sat down and held my hoof. I felt my cheeks fire up with a fury blush of red. “I’ll spend the day with you.” She smiled softly, gently lifting my head up. My blush was so bright, it began to glow off of my cheeks.

“Y-You will?” I spoke softly. “Are you sure?”

“Positive.” Spitfire nodded reassuringly and got back on her hooves. “Just because I’m famous, doesn’t mean I won’t spend time with you or anypony else does it?”

“Well you are right.” I looked up at her with a small smile, with the blush slowly fading away.

“Of course I am.” Spitfire slowly headed towards the door, as the sun was starting to finish rising over Equestria.

“Well, what are we going to do?” I asked in a soft, soothing voice.

“I want to see how good you are at flying, Tornado.” She smirked challengingly and stepped outside. I slowly followed her out as she closed the door. She took flight and headed for an area beyond Cloudsdale.

“You do?” I felt like this could be the chance to prove to her that I could make a good Wonderbolt.

“Of course, and could you show me one of your tornadoes?”  Spitfire requested, while she flew towards a valley nearby.

“I think I might.” I answered, following. We reached the valley. It went on for miles; the valley had a wide split down it so I had enough room to make tornadoes. It looked beautiful. Still not as beautiful as Spitfire.

“Well, first of all.” Spitfire thought to herself for a moment. “Let’s have a race from here all the way to…where the river ends.” Spitfire followed the river with her hoof and then finally reached the end which was fortunately just a few miles away, deep into the valley.

“Ready when you are.” I smirked at her, ready to go.

“I am always ready.” Spitfire and I both got in line, preparing to dash off down to our destination. Once we both counted down to three, we darted off down into the valley. We were neck and neck, but Spitfire managed to overtake me and smirked.

“Oh I’ll catch up!” I called loudly, trying to overtake the Wonderbolt.

“Well do it then!” She taunted me, increasing her speed as we raced into the valley, deeper and deeper. I managed to keep up with her. It was neck and neck again. The Valley started to get thinner and now two paths were visible. Both would take us to the end of the river, but one would be quicker than the other. I could only hope the one I was going to go down would help me win.

“I’m going to win!” I yelled, shooting down the path on my side. The path was crooked and deadly, not as safe as I imagined it would be. Luckily I didn’t get myself killed.

“Sweet Celestia, this path is deadly!” I said in my thoughts. I heard rocks falling above me and I looked up. “Oh that can’t be good.”

“Come on, I can make this!” I encouraged myself to push harder and then I just managed to make it out. I saw Spitfire heading towards our finish line, she was trailing fire. I quickly took off after her, gaining my speed per second. Unfortunately Spitfire won me by a split second.

“I won!” Spitfire cheered. “You had a great attempt though.” She placed a hoof on my shoulder, just smiling greatly.

“Thanks.” I smiled softly, “now you said you wanted me to show you one of my tornadoes.”

“Of course, it’s in your name.” She smirked at me and looked out into the field of the valley.

“Well keep your distance, this could get hepatic.” I flew down to the field calmly, looking around to make sure there wasn’t anypony around to get in the way. “Okay, here we go.” Spitfire flew to a safe distance while I waved at her to show her I was ready.

“Go!” Spitfire called, placing her hooves around her muzzle so she could be heard.

“Don’t be worried Tornado, you were born to make these things.” I said in my thoughts, then taking a deep breath and starting to fly around in circles at a steady pace. My pace began to pick up the longer I went on. Slowly a blue figure of a tornado started to form, the more clear it became, the more wind started to wind started gushing out of it. It then became a fully formed tornado and then sent wind blasting all around. I quickly reached a safe height and saw Spitfire sitting there…amazed.

I landed next to her, watching the tornado spin. “It’s pretty awesome, isn’t it?” I said, placing a wing around her.

“That it is.” She nodded, “if not, more than awesome!” She giggled softly and kept watching the tornado.

It started to get unstable and I quickly darted off to kick it away. Once I got close, I bucked it into the distance and watched it fade away. “That was close.”

“How can you kick a tornado?” Spitfire titled her head slowly.

“Well, only I can do it, so it’s hard to explain.” I chuckled. I looked back at her with a smile and slowly flew back to her.

“Well, it’s my turn to impress you.” She smirked. “Come on, follow me.” We both began to fly back towards Cloudsdale. Well it was going great so far, I couldn’t wait to see what she was going to show me.

Chapter Two: The Feelings We Have

Blazing Wind

Chapter Two: The Feelings We Have

I followed closely behind Spitfire, taking a look around Equestria as we flew. Oh Celestia the view was great; it was a cloudless sky, the birds singing, and sweet scent of summer. I then looked ahead, seeing the Wonderbolt stadium coming into vision.

“Is this my surprise?” I asked curiously, looking at her, seeing her mane dance in the gentle breeze.

“Part of it.” She smiled warmly and flew a bit faster. Me being me, I kept close to her.

“I’m always like this around mares.” I thought to myself, “very clingy.” I then placed my hoof on my chin as we flew together. “Well, I’m only clingy to Spitfire that is.”

“Tornado, are you okay?” I saw her come up to my face, asking with a sweet, soft tone.

I managed to come to my senses. “Oh yeah, I’m fine thanks.” I nodded, I then smiled at Spitfire.

“Well come on, you’re falling behind.” She giggled and then began flying again. I then followed, still day dreaming about that beautiful mare in front of me. Not only did she look beautiful, but her personality was beautiful too she isn’t always how she is in the academy, she only wants the best for the trainees.

“So how’s the academy coming along?” I asked randomly, looking at her.

“It’s going great, it’s such a shame that I have to be strict there.” She admitted. “But I only want what’s best for them.”

“I understand Spitfire, completely.” I had a feeling she would say that, so I was prepared to say what I just said.

“Thank you Tornado, I mean what’s the point of going easy on them if they don’t get their work done?” Spitfire asked, landing down onto a cloud near the stadium.

“There’s no point at all, if you have to be harsh do it.” I chuckled softly, walking with her on the cloud.

“Well, I need to get changed.” Spitfire spoke, as we reached the Wonderbolt changing rooms. “Wait in the stadium.” She trotted into the mare changing room.

I began to fly over and into the stadium; I sat down in the best possible seat and waited Spitfire to come out.

“I can already tell what she’s doing.” I thought to myself, looking around. “But I’m still excited, since it’s just me and her. Whatever she’s about to show me is only going to be shown to me.”

Spitfire came out in her Wonderbolt outfit and flew up to me. “Hey there!” She smiled and giggled. “How do I look?”

“Beautiful.” I said staring at her and then shaking my head with a blush. “Uh-I mean awesome!” I quickly nodded, trying to relax.

Spitfire’s cheeks fired up with a red blush. “W-well thank you.” She then went down onto the course below. She got herself ready at the start line and prepared herself. “Count me down!” She yelled.

“Will do!” I responded, “okay, three, two, one…GO!”

She darted off around the track, going faster than usual but at some points, she wasn’t even on the track and she even looped sometimes. She began to trail fire and then came up and did a helix around the stadium, trailing a beautiful dancing fire.

I began to cheer for her, jumping up and down. She went under the track and then back up, now with the fire trail as long as a long train. Once she finished she extinguished the fire, with an epic tail flick.

“That was awesome!” I yelled, clapping my hooves. Spitfire took a bow as she hovered above me.

“Thank you.” She giggled and flew back down to sit next to me. “I need a rest that was very tiring.” She sat down next to me, brushing her beautiful fire orange mane with her hoof.

“You’re one of the most amazing ponies I have ever met Spitfire.” I looked at her, she gently leaned her head on my shoulder, looking up at the sky. It began to change to a sunset orange slowly.

“Thank you Tornado, I have to admit you are too.” She hugged me gently.

“The sun’s already setting; we must have had so much fun that the day has just flown by.” I looked up, happily at the setting sun.

“Come on, I know a place we can fly.” Spitfire got onto her hooves.

“I thought you needed to rest.” I smirked and got onto mine, preparing to take flight.

“I did.” She giggled, swaying her tail and then taking off to fly out of the stadium. I followed closely behind, looking at the mare in her Wonderbolt costume. As the sun was setting, we reached a place not far from Cloudsdale; in fact it was just next to Canterlot.

“Watch this.” I said, flying far away and then coming back. I did a barrel roll, spreading my wings out and allowing me to glide while doing it. “Woo!” I cheered.

“Nice.” She giggled. “But check this out.” She spread her wings and then flew up high, doing a loop and coming back down, just missing a cloud. The sun was now just going under the horizon, filling the sky with a beautiful orange tint.

“Oh you think you’re so clever don’t you?” I chuckled and then began to make a complex roll at high speeds. It constantly looped, left and then right before coming to a halt. The world around me was spinning and I was trying to get my head back together.

“Are you okay there?” Spitfire smirked, coming to help me.

“Yeah, I’m just dizzy that’s all.” I responded. Spitfire placed her hooves on my shoulders and shook me. Surprisingly it got rid of the dizziness and made me feel much better.

“Well, how do you feel now?” Spitfire asked softly, looking into my eyes with a smile.

“Much better thanks.” I nodded and looked at the sun that was slowly burying itself, under the horizon. “Come on, let’s watch the sunset.” I suggested, “I know a place.”

“Sounds good to me, lead the way.” Spitfire requested. “As long as it’s good.” She grinned.

“I hope you find it nice.” I smirked and flew over to a peaceful hill. No pony there, just me and Spitfire. There was a lovely tree at the top too, where we could sit. Perfect. When we sat down, I leaned my head against the stalk of the tree and she rested her head on my belly for comfort. I felt a small blush grow on my face as she did.

“You’re right, this is nice.” She happily exhaled, looking at the sun. The sun reflected off of the yellow stripes of the Wonderbolt outfit she was wearing.

“I think I love her, she’s so beautiful, so kind and caring. So…so.” I said in my thoughts, running out of words to say. “Oh but she wouldn't want a pony like me, I’m just normal, I’m nothing special, nothing lovable!”

She just laid there, relaxed. She snuggled deeper into my belly. My blush began to go wild, like a fire spreading through a forest, burning everything in its path.

“Hey Spitfire, have you ever considered…a special pony?” I asked nervously, blushing deeply.

“It’s crossed my mind; I’m not going to lie.” She blushed lightly and looked up at me. “T-Tornado?”

“Yes Spitfire?” I asked curiously, looking into her sparkling orange eyes. Her eyes made me smile.

“W-Would you maybe…uh.” Spitfire couldn't seem to process her words, like if all her words were getting caught up and collided before they made it out of her mouth.

“W-would I what?” I found myself shaking, I was getting nervous. My heart was pounding like if it wanted to burst through my chest.

“M-Maybe…uh.” She gazed into my eyes. “Be my special pony?” She blushed hotly and looked away.

I was stunned at what she asked me, it was like a dream come true. “Spitfire?” I asked softly.

“Y-yes?” She looked at me, now with her cheeks as bright as a flashlight.

“I’d happily be yours.” I slowly moved in to kiss her, closing my eyes as I did. As our lips touched, we both blushed darkly and embracing the feel of each other’s kiss. I held her close to me as we kissed each other lovingly, not wanting to let go of the mare.

As began to massage her wings and stroke her mane. The silkiness of her mane felt comfortable against my hoof. I deepened the kiss and slowly went opened mouth. Once we broke the kiss, we looked into each other’s eyes, not regretting anything.

“Tornado, I love you.” She said softly with a blush on her cheeks.

“I love you too Spitfire, I always will.” I just smiled and continued blushing. The blush only grew bigger each second. We kissed again, this time more passionately than before. We held each other close and I allowed Spitfire to climb on top of me to cuddle.

“Don’t let go.” She tried speaking while we kissed. The flavors of summer were in my mouth from her kisses, nice and warm how I expected.

“I’ll never let go of you, you’ll always be in my heart.” I broke the kiss slowly and then looked at the sun just go under the horizon. “Come on, you can stay at mine tonight Spitfire.”

She nodded to my words. “Will you watch me at the show tomorrow, Tornado?” She stroked my cheek lightly and looked at me hopefully.

“Of course I will Spitfire; I promise I’ll be there.” I stroked her mane and nuzzled her gently. “Now come on, you can ride on my back if you want.”

Spitfire got off me and chuckled. “I have wings silly, I’ll be fine.” She yawned softly and looked at me with tired eyes.

“No you need rest Spitty, come on get on my back.” I bent down, offering to fly her back to my house. She climbed on my back and wrapped her arms around my chest.

“Thank you Tornado.” She nuzzled my ears and then I took flight. She let out another yawn, now beginning to doze off. As we arrived, she was already asleep on my back. I pushed open the door and slowly trotted in, closing the door behind me. I slowly walked upstairs, making sure I didn't drop Spitfire.

“She’s so cute when she sleeps.” I softly spoke, as I entered my room and placing her down onto my double bed. I gently kissed her head and tucked her in. “Sleep well Spitfire, you've got a big day tomorrow.” I got into the bed with her and cuddled her warmly, placing my wing over her. Then I fell fast asleep.

Chapter Three: Crash and Burn

Blazing Wind

Chapter Three: Crash and Burn

The morning began to break into the windows of the house, the sun shining onto the golden mare lying in the bed I placed her in. I was downstairs, making her breakfast with a smile on my face. While doing that I began looking at the sun. As she slept, I quickly trotted upstairs to check on the sleeping mare while holding the trey with breakfast on with my wings.

“Hey sleepy mare, rise and shine.” I slowly walked in, presenting the breakfast to her.

As she slowly awoke from her slumber, she rubbed her eyes and yawned. “Oh, good morning Tornado.” She looked at the breakfast with a smile. “Breakfast in bed?”

“Of course, I’d do anything for my mare.” I gently placed the meal on her lap, then giving her coffee to start the day. “Today’s the big day.” I said, looking out of the window at the sun.

“Indeed it is Tornado,” the mare sat up and began eating. “You’ll be there…right?”

I glanced over to her, “of course Spitty.” I smiled softly. “How could I miss it?”

“Thank you.” She looked down, noticing that she slept in her Wonderbolt uniform. “Well, no need to change.” She giggled softly and looked back up at me. That giggle always made me smile; it never failed to make me cheerful.

“I’ll be rooting for you.” I said, placing a hoof on her shoulder with a smile. I looked into her eyes and saw them sparkle from the sunlight.

“Thanks Tornado.” She leaned in and kissed me on the lips, I kissed back and blushed. Once we broke apart, she finished her breakfast and got out of bed.

“I’m going to take a shower, if you leave while I’m in there, put a note on the kitchen counter or something.” I stepped into the bathroom, closing the door but leaving a little gap in it.

“Sure thing Tornado.” Spitfire quickly trotted downstairs to wait for me; obviously I had to hurry if I wanted to leave at the same time as her. As I turned the shower on, with the water crashing onto me, I began to think of mine and hers future. Something’s good and something’s bad, mostly good of course.

“I’m sure he’ll meet me there.” Spitfire spoke, placing a written note on the kitchen counter. As she left, she pulled her goggles over her face and onto her eyes. Once she took flight, she flew towards Cloudsdale with a small grin of confidence. “It’s time to pull of the best show in our history.”

As I exited the shower and headed downstairs, drying myself I saw the note Spitfire left and hoped I wasn't too late. I dried myself rather quickly and then flew out the house, flying towards Cloudsdale. I landed at Cloudsdale roughly, with a huge thump noise on impact.

“Gah, talk about a rough landing!” I groaned in my thoughts. “I can’t see Spitty anywhere, maybe she’s already there or maybe she hasn't arrived yet.” I then saw the mare in the corner of my eye, flying towards the stadium. “There she is, I’m not late.”

I quickly took flight, following her there. Once I arrived, a couple of bodyguards shouted over to me and it looks like they were holding a photo of me.

“Hey, you!” The bodyguard boomed.

“Y-yes?” I gulped, I was so nervous but I slowly flew over, expecting something bad to happen.

“You must be Tornado Dash, correct?” They looked down upon my shaking body and then leaned down.

“Y-yes, sir.” I nodded, shaking like a leaf. I was covering my face with my hooves, waiting for the first punch to be given to me.

“Spitfire said you were coming, the VIP area is yours.” The ponies stood aside, granting me access down the red hallway ahead that had a red carpet.

I suddenly stopped shaking and calmed down. “Oh, thank you…I thought it was something else.” I chuckled in embarrassment and slowly hovered down the hallway.

“That was awkward.” I said in my thoughts, hovering upwards to the sitting area. Once I arrived at the sitting area, I sat on a seat. I was pretty early too, which was better than being late. I took a look at the view; I could see Canterlot, Ponyville and even Manehattan from here. I could also see the entire track clearly, with nothing blocking my view. About half an hour later, the Wonderbolts finally made their way onto the track. As they came into vision the crowd went wild, and I did along with them.

“Welcome one and all; I am Spark, proudly bringing you another Wonderbolt show here, live at the Wonderbolt stadium!” Spoke the announcer behind the microphone.  The crowd roared in excitement, again I found myself cheering along with them.

“Come on Spitfire, make me proud!” I yelled, clapping. I could only just hear myself over the noise that echoed around me. I looked around in amazement at how many ponies there were, and how great it felt actually being here.

“Wonderbolts, take your positions!” The announcer yelled. “The Wonderbolts today are Spitfire, Soarin’, Fleetfoot and Rapidfire!” The voice boomed and echoed off the many different materials that held the structure along with the clouds. “On your marks, get set…GO!”

The Wonderbolts took off, as fast as lightning. As they edged around the first turn, Spitfire took the lead. She was followed by Soarin’ and then Rapidfire behind him. Fleetfoot was in last, but not by much. The longer it went on, the more intense it got, I was literally on the edge of my seat.

“Come on Spitfire, you can do this!!” I yelled, trying to be heard from her. As I jumped up and down on my seat, Soarin’ managed to take the lead. “Come on Spitfire, overtake him!” This time, I shouted a little louder than before, this time I was heard and she quickly overtook him.

“She heard me, she actually heard me!” I thought to myself with happiness. When it came down to the final lap, the tension started to rise higher than it already was. Now I was literally on the edge of my seat, leaning so far forward I was about to fall off.

“Spitfire’s getting close to winning!” The announcer shouted. As he did, Spitfire lost control and then crashed into many obstacles and clouds before tumbling down to earth. “Spitfire’s down!”

“Spitfire!” I quickly jumped from my seat and began plunging down vertically to save her. “Spitfire, I’m coming!” She was unconscious and one of her wings looked broken. Also there was a smear of blood from her left nostril, coming down her muzzle.

“Come on, I have to save her!” I said in my thoughts. I saw the Wonderbolts following me as I glanced over my shoulder.

“Sir, we can handle this.” Soarin’ said, placing a hoof on my shoulder as he flew by my side.

“No, you can’t!” I yelled, looking back at her as we started coming closer to the ground. “I have to save her!” I quickly dart down and grab her, shooting back upwards with fully formed tears in my eyes.  The Wonderbolts seemed shocked at how fast I flew and the fact I saved her.

As I landed at the hospital, I burst through the doors quickly. I was still flying, carrying Spitfire in my hooves and placing her on the desk. I forcefully cleared my throat, wanting attention from the receptionist. The white mare, with glasses with black frames looked up at me. Her eyes were sky blue and her mane was sky blue and also with a darker shade of blue to go along with it. Her mane was silky and majestic. Her cutie mark was a red medical cross and she was wearing a pink nursing outfit.

“Oh hello sir, may I help you?” She asked softly, looking up at me.

“Yes please, help that mare in front of you…now!” I spoke sternly.

“I-is this Spitfire?” She asked again, with curiosity and also amazement. “My word it is!”

“Yes, it is!” I said impatiently and then glared at the beautiful white mare across the desk. “Now, help her!”

“Right away sir!” She quickly got onto her hooves and lifted her onto the stretcher. As she did, Spitfire let out a few groans of agony in her sleep. “What happened to her?” She asked as we both carried her down the hallway.

“Well it happened at the Wonderbolt show; she was coming around the final turn and then…lost control.” I said, now with my voice becoming shaky.

“Well, she has a nose bleed. Also her suit is torn badly in the chest area and covered in blood…” She took a closer look, “her wing is also broken and she has a nose bleed.” She looked up at me, confused. “Surely clouds couldn't have done this much damage.”

“She slammed into them faster than you think, and besides you’re an earth pony.” I sighed. “You would never know what it feels like to crash into a cloud at such a force.”

“I see, well this way!” She quickly turned unexpectedly to the left, into an operating room. I was hoping they wouldn't have to operate.

“Why are we in here?” I asked, now with my voice out of control and shaking rapidly.

“We need to examine the wounds, do me a favor and roll the suit down about half way down her arms.” She prepared getting out bandages and other medical equipment.

I nodded and did as I was told, looking at the scar across Spitfire’s chest.

“Poor Spitfire, she must be in a world of pain...even in her sleep.” After talking in my thoughts, I sighed.

“Okay, let’s have a look.” The nurse made her way over and looked at the scar. “It’s not too deep, but it will take a lot of washing and disinfecting.” She started applying some disinfectant on the wound with a cotton cloud. As she dabbed it, Spitfire let out a groan which forced her to be gentler until she was silent. She then grabbed a group of cotton clouds and dabbed them all in the disinfectant and started to dab it on Spitfire’s wound, speeding up the process. “It seems to be disinfected; now I need to wash the wound, get me some water.”

I nodded, “right away!” I quickly grabbed a bucket and filled it with water, cold water. I then carried it back to her and placed it on the desk next to her.

“Thank you.” She smiled, dabbing some cotton in the water and then gently dabbing the wound with the cotton, to wash it. Each dab took some blood away. “Now, bandages!” She commanded, reaching her hoof out for some.

I passed them her and just watched with hope that Spitfire would be okay. I watched her wrap the bandage around her chest and then back. Shortly after she applied a cast on her broken wing and then cleaned her nose. “There, all done.” She wiped her head and let out a breath of relief.

“Will she be okay?” I asked curiously, with a soft tone.

“Yeah, she’ll be fine.” She nodded, “she’ll need to spend a night or two in the hospital for her cuts to scab over and then the wing should take about a week to heal.” She then went back to her work.

“Hey.” I turned the nurse towards me and the hugged her, getting the scent of sweetness from her mane. “Thank you.”

“It’s not a problem.” She said blushing and hugging back. “I’m just happy to help, now go on…take her to a room; she can sleep in her own room tonight.” She smiled warmly. I nodded and then gracefully picked her up with my wings, carrying her down the corridor to her room. Once I reached her room, I gently placed her down on the bed and gave her a kiss on the head.

“Sleep well, Spitty.” I had tears in my eyes to see the sight of her in pain, but I climbed into bed next to her and cuddled her. As I pulled the duvet over us, I slowly fell fast asleep, while cuddling my beautiful Spitfire.

Chapter Four: You Always Come First (NSFW)

Warning: This chapter contains content later on in the chapter that MAYBE inappropriate for some audiences, if you don't like sexual content please SKIP the chapter (if Chapter 5 isn't out) wait for Chapter 5 to release.

Blazing Wind

Chapter Four: You Always Come First

As I lay next to the injured Spitfire, I couldn’t sleep. My worries were getting the better of me and I was becoming weak inside.

“What if Spitfire dies? What if she cannot fly again?!” I panic in my thoughts. A tear rolled down my cheek just thinking about it. “That won’t happen. Besides the nurse said she’d be okay.” A smile came onto my face, knowing I have nothing to worry about. I kissed her cheek softly and stroked her mane.

Soarin’ walked into the room, looking at me. His eyes were pinned on me. “Hey.” He said in a soft voice. “You’re that stallion who saved Spitfire, right?”

I nodded. “Yes I am.” I looked at him, fixing my eyes on his. “Why do you ask?”

“I just wanted to thank you.” He walked in, slowly coming round to my side of the bed. He sat down on the bed, looking at me with a soft smile. “Y’know, if it wasn’t for you Spitfire would be dead.”

I blushed with a smile. “Well, I did what I had to do. I love her.” As those words exited my mouth, I quickly tried stopping them by slamming my hoof onto my mouth. It didn’t work obviously.

“Y-you love her?!” Soarin’ commented, shocked by the words that flew by his ears. The words I just said lingered in his mind like a bad smell under the nose. “Well, are you two together?”

“Yes we are, but-“I spoke, but was interrupted by Soarin’.

“Are you planning to have kids?!” He asked, excited and with a smile. “And if you are, what will you name them.”

“I don’t know!” I exclaimed. “Look, it’s too early to really say. The thing I am concerned about right now is her safety, okay?”

“Sorry, I’m just happy she found a stallion.” He scratched the back of his head in embarrassment, “and you found yourself a good mare, definitely one of the best I know.”

“She sure is amazing, I could never ask for any pony better.” I smiled warmly and looked over towards the sleeping Spitfire next to me. “I just wish, I could keep her safe.” I frowned and looked at Soarin’.

“Hey, it isn’t your fault.” He smiled reassuringly. “She just had a little accident, accidents happen every day.”

I sighed softly, “I know, but look at her…she’s in pain.” As I stroked her cheek with my hoof, I felt her soft, warm breath touch my hoof as I edged it towards her lips.

“Look, I have to get back to the Wonderbolts to ensure they know that she’s alright.” Soarin’ got off the bed and nodded at me. “It was nice to meet you, uh.” Soarin’ was trying to guess at my name.

“It’s Tornado, Tornado Dash.” I nodded and smiled as I continued stroking Spitfire’s cheek.

“Well it was nice meeting you Tornado.” He side smiled.

“And it was nice to meet you too.” I said with a soft nod.

“Well, I’d better go. I’ll catch you later.” Soarin’ trotted off down the corridor quickly. His hoofsteps echoed down the corridor and slowly faded as he slowly got closer to the exit. As I sat there, I started pecking Spitfire’s head lovingly.

“I promise, they will take care of you…just like the nurse said, you’ll be fine. I promise.” As I stroked her mane gently, feeling her silky, orange mane slide against my hoof like grass in a calm breeze. I quickly got onto my hooves and walked over to the door, closing it. I closed the blinds and looked over to Spitfire. “You always come first Spitfire.” I said to myself, looking at her with a soft smile.

One week later

One slow week passed since her accident, she opened her eyes for the first time in a week. Seeing that I was asleep next to her, she shook me lightly.

“Tornado?” She carried on shaking me until my eyes hazily opened.

“Huh, what?” I slowly lifted myself up, looking at the mare next to me. An instant smile spread across my face. “S-Spitfire?” I hugged her. “Spitfire!”

“H-hey Tornado!” She said with glee. Her wing was healed, and so were her scars. I had never been so happy in my life, seeing the mare I love completely fine. “How long was I out?”

“A week, I worried so much about you!” I kissed her and then hugged her again. I stroked her mane gently, crying tears of joy. “I am so glad you’re okay.”

“I’m glad you brought me here.” She spoke softly as she whispered into my ear. “I’m still alive because of you, my special stallion.”

My cheeks fired up with a red hot blush. I felt the blood pumping at them like a heart. The warmth came off the surface of them. “S-special…sta-“Spitfire kissed me, closing her eyes. My eyes opened in shock from the sudden kiss but then slowly closed, as I kissed back. I felt her tongue slip into my mouth which caused me to moan and then I slipped my tongue into her mouth.

“Come on, I need to reward you for saving my life.” She kissed deeper, pushing me down onto the bed. I was pinned and she sat on my belly, giving me a wink.

“W-wait Spitty, should we do it…here?” I asked softly, “I mean what happens if a doctor hears…or sees us?”

“You have a point, when can we go home?” She returned a question, slowly getting beside me and cuddling close.

“As soon as you’ve healed they said, and you feel better now don’t you?” I stroked her mane, noticing my wings were already getting excited and getting rather hard.

“Yep!” She nodded her head and rested it on my chest, “in fact I feel much better.”

“Good, I’ll go tell the doctor’s you are.” I smiled and slowly got out of bed, then walking down the corridor to find a nurse of a doctor. I stumbled into that same nurse who saved Spitfire’s life. “Hey, nurse!”

“Yes sir, what is it?” She asked softly, swivelling around to face me. Her beautiful mane dancing and landing in front of her eyes as she did.

“I just want to say, Spitfire is ready to leave…and thank you for everything.” I smiled softly at the nurse, full of joy. I lunged for a hug, smiling and holding her close.

“It’s fine.” She giggled. “Come on, I just need to examine her one last time before she leaves.” The nurse broke the hug and walked down the corridor, with me following closely. As we entered Spitfire’s room, she was stretching her wings as if they were as good as new. “Morning Spitfire, it’s good to see you awake for the first time in a week.”

“Oh hello, I see you’re here for my final examination…correct?” Spitfire questioned.

“Yes, how did you know?” The nurse responded with curiosity.

“I know how these hospitals work.” Spitfire giggled softly and sat down on the bed.

“Okay, now if you wouldn’t mind flapping your wings.” She said softly, looking at Spitfire. The nurse was holding a pen and notepad and was ready to write down what she sees. “Tell me, do they hurt when you move them?”

Spitfire shook her head, “no not at all, in fact they feel better!” She smiled and kept flapping her wings, looking at them in happiness.  “I am so grateful that you helped me!”

“Oh come on, it’s what we do best.” The nurse smiled, “may I look at your chest?”

“Oh sure thing.” Spitfire said, slowly revealing her chest. It seemed to be healed now. The scar was gone; some stained blood was on her fur but nothing major.

“Looks better, there’s some stained blood.” The nurse commented, observing it. “It seems good, you’re good to go.” She said with a cheerful smile.

“Oh that’s good!” Spitfire squeaked in excitement, “thank you!” She quickly yanked the mare in for a hug. “Thank you so much!”

“It’s fine, like I said…it’s what we do best.” She commented with a blush. “You just need to sign yourselves out.”

We slowly walked to the reception, me holding Spitfire close with my wing. As we reached the desk, we saw a sign out slip. I quickly grabbed a pen in my jaws and started to write down that we were leaving. I placed the pen on the desk and lead Spitfire out of the building and then back to my house.

When we arrived I opened the door, looking at Spitfire with a seductive grin. “So uh, Spitfire should we..uh-“ Before I could finish, Spitfire pushed me on the couch and quickly climbed on top of me, pinning me with her hooves.

“You just read my mind.” She said with a strong seductive tone to her voice, she leaned down and kissed me. As we kissed she slowly took off her Wonderbolt outfit and threw it on the floor. I placed my wings around her, licking her lips and then slowly making my tongue engage onwards inside her mouth. Our tongues started to twirl and dance, my tongue inclined with hers gently. I heard her soft moans escape her mouth as I rubbed her flank with my hoof, with a gentle touch.

“Oh, are you ready Spitty?” I asked softly as I rubbed her vagina with my hoof. I slowly massaged it lovingly, making it leak small amounts of sexual juices. As my hoof stroked her clitoris, I felt my wings slowly unfold and grow hard, I started breathing down the mare’s neck and giving it a soft peck and a few gentle licks.

“You know I am cowboy.” She moaned hotly and a pink blush grew on her cheeks.

“Now if I’m going to do anything, I’m going to have to be the one on top.” I quickly switched us over, pinning Spitfire down and smirking at her. “Like so.” I slowly rubbed my penis against her clitoris, making her moan in pleasure. After a bit of teasing I finally pushed my way into her vagina and began thrusting into her softly. Her moans grew in volume and she titled her head back slowly, gripping me around the back of my neck. She began pushing and pulling on me to help me thrust deeper, making her moans turn into screams slowly.

I began producing moans of my own, now closing my eyes tight in pleasure. As I pushed deeper, she pulled and pushed me faster now making her produce juices all over my penis. It acted like a lube, making it even easier for me to push in and out at a rapid pace.

She began screaming my name, making me go faster. I felt the sperm brewing up and ready to release. As I began thrust faster, the feeling of it racing up filled my stallionhood and then I ejaculated into Spitfire, moaning as I did. As my sperm flowed into her womb, I kissed Spitfire deeply. As I did, she moaned in my mouth loudly and excess ejaculation spilled all over the couch. This was telling me she was full, but I didn’t want to stop I still had the energy to keep going.

“This feels so good!” Spitfire screamed, panting and moaning. She titled her head back once more while she tugged on me, begging for me to go faster. I did as she wished and went as fast as I could; now making the white fluid to splash onto us.

“I know it does baby, ah!” I reached my climax and released my full load into her, making me yell out in pleasure. Even though I climaxed, I still wanted to continue, I wanted to go on forever. I finally broke her hymen causing some blood to come out, but she screamed for more. She didn’t seem to mind the mild pain and wanted me to carry on. I began to slow down and pant until I eventually released my penis from her vagina and settled next to her.

“T-that was amazing Tornado, y-you were amazing!” She spoke, holding my hoof. She looked at me with a smile as she caught her breath back.

“Not as amazing as you Spitty, not as amazing as you.” I nuzzled her softly, “so was this your first time?”

Spitfire nodded ashamed. “Y-yes.”

“Then it’s good we didn’t do anything to extreme and good we didn’t go on for too long.” I began to doze off and yawn as I cuddled her.

“I do have to agree.” She yawns and cuddles up to me, falling asleep quickly. I fell asleep shortly afterwards, holding her close. As we both fell into a deep slumber, the night started to fall and the moon came out, shining moonlight through the small cracks in the blinds, that was the best feeling I had ever experienced.

Chapter Five: Forever in Your Heart

Blazing Wind

Chapter Five: Forever in Your Heart.

I woke up, feeling dehydrated and tired. The experience we just had really wore me out. I saw Spitfire next to me, asleep. When I went to look at the time I saw it was 1:30 am, surely is the earliest I’ve woke up. I yawned and stretched and got up slowly, heading upstairs to the bathroom.

“Last night was so wild” I said to myself, chuckling and yawning. “Maybe while Spitfire is asleep, I can have a shower.” I look in the mirror, looking at my messy mane. I stunk of sweat and boy was my mane messy, it looked like I had fought a Manticore hoof-to-hoof combat, just without blood of course. I then walked over to the shower and turned it on as I entered; the water came down onto me, a nice warm feeling.

I washed myself, letting the soapy bubbles run down my coat. I started humming a song to myself as I washed. Spitfire hazily awoke from her slumber, rubbing her eyes and yawning. She began to make her way upstairs to the sound of the running water.

“T-Tornado?” She asked with a yawn following afterwards. I obviously couldn’t hear because of the water rapidly coming down on me. “Tornado?” She gently pushed open the door, seeing me washing myself. I looked at her.

“Ah!” I quickly jumped up in fright and backed up to the wall. “Oh, Spitfire…it’s you.”

“Sorry Tornado, I didn’t mean to scare you.” She spoke softly, blushing on her cheeks. She began to stare at my wet, soapy body.

“Oh it’s fine,” I chuckled softly and blushed hotly. “Would you like to…perhaps join me?” I asked nervously and blushing.

“Sure, ask the mare who you’ve only known for a week to shower with you…you’re really smart!” I spoke in my thoughts, hiding my face behind my hooves.

“Shower with you? Sure!” She quickly answered in agreement with a growing blush. As she stepped towards the shower, her blush began to glow off of her cheeks faintly. I opened the shower door and pulled her in lovingly, with a loving grin.

“I didn't know you would agree to shower with me.” I looked into her eyes with a seductive grin.

“Why wouldn't I?” She asked seductively, “besides, who wouldn't want to shower with a sexy stallion like you?” She giggled softly and then kissed me, closing her eyes. I kissed back closing my eyes and I wrapped my wings around her.

“Well, I’m just a normal Pony.” I spoke as we broke the kiss, “I’m not as amazing, or as known as you…I’m just me.” I said, applying the shower gel to one of my hooves. I began washing her, keeping a gentle touch.

“To me, you’re something special.” Her voice was soft and soothing, “to me you’re everything I ever wanted in a stallion.”

“Oh stop it you!” I exclaimed in a similar soothing voice. “You mean a lot more to me, than I do to you.”

“Oh yeah?” Spitfire grinned. “What makes you say that?” I began washing her marehood slowly. She began to let out quiet, soft moans as my hoof slowly stroked that area.

“Well, you’re the first mare who actually loves me for who I am.” I dabbed my hoof in and out, then beginning to wash her hindlegs as soap dripped down them from her marehood.

“Of course I love you for who you are, what kind of Pony would I be if I didn't?” She spoke soft and moaned as my hoof rubbed on her hindlegs. She slowly rotated her head to face me. She grinned and turned her whole body around.

“Hey, I’m not done.” I smirked. “Let me finish washing you.”

“Well, when you finish I’ll wash you.” She winked slowly and turned back around, waiting for me to continue washing her. I ran my hooves up and down her belly, washing it clean from the dry semen on it, and I slowly washed her chest area and then her neck slowly. Once I finished, I washed my hooves and looked at her with a grin.

“You’d better not miss a spot.” I chuckled softly and gave her the bottle of shower gel using my wings. She grabbed it and squirted some onto her hooves.

“Turn around baby.” She smiled seductively. I turned around, waiting for her to wash me. I felt her hooves run across my cutie mark and then down my hindlegs. I let out a few warm breaths of pleasure as I felt her hoof stroke them slowly. I felt her other hoof stroke my stallionhood, as it did my eyes shot open.

“Ooh yeah!” I stuck my tongue out in pleasure. “That’s the spot.” I leaned forward slightly, resting my hooves on the shower wall ahead of me. I felt her hooves roll up my chest and to my neck, where she washed gently and then slowly made her way to my mane. She stroked my mane as she washed it, letting the soap sink in and then finishing up with a little tap on my plot.

“All done!” She said, reaching to turn off the shower. As she did, I blushed from the tap on my plot.  She stepped out the shower, grabbing a towel. The towels I owned were blue, just like my coat and a light blue strip at the bottom with a blue Tornado on it, just like the one on my flank.

“W-well?” I asked nervously, blushing as I followed her out. I grabbed my towel and slowly dried myself, keeping my eyes fixed on her. “W-what did you think of showering…with me?”

“It was amazing dear.” She giggled and hung the towel on the bar, slowly walking out. It took me about five minutes to finish after her. I slowly came out, and went downstairs to where Spitfire was.

“It was really amazing?” I stood across from her, seeing her on the couch.

“Of course.” She smiled widely and stood up, walking towards me. As she got closer, she closed her eyes and kissed me passionately. As we broke, she smiled lovingly into my eyes.

“W-well, thank you.” I blinked rapidly three times. I held her softly in my hooves closely, stroking her mane.

“I have a show today, will you promise to be there?” Spitfire got out of my arms and went into the cabinet under the stairs, revealing the iconic Wonderbolt suit of hers. She started getting into it, slowly inserting each of her limbs into the holes and her wings into the wingholes of the suit.

“What makes you think I won’t?” I chuckled and helped her. I zipped her suit up, and doubled checked everything. The mask/hood, the goggles, everything.

“Nothing at all, just making sure.” She walked towards the door and I followed closely, she opened the door and we both flew out towards the Wonderbolt stadium. As we landed, we landed outside the VIP sitting area the same sitting area to where I sat last time.

“You won’t crash this time right?” I raised an eyebrow, looking down slightly.

“Of course not, I’ll do my best not to.” She gently kissed and then hugged me. I did the same in return. The hug lasted a while as we gently rocked side to side in the hug.

“Good.” I gently placed my face on her neck and lifted my head up to speak. “You’ll be forever in my heart, you know that?”

Spitfire seemed speechless with a blush. “And you’ll be forever in mine.” Spitfire broke the hug and we kissed one more time, she flew up and over to the stadium as I went down into the VIP sitting area. The bodyguards once again let me passed.

As I made my way up to the seating area, the roars of the crowd grew louder. I inhaled happily and sat down, looking down on the arena. The Wonderbolt’s where lining up, preparing to race. My eyes were on Spitfire, she needed to win, and part of me knew she would. As the announcer counted down, the Wonderbolt’s set off as soon as he finished and began zooming around the track.

Spitfire did win, as she crossed the line, the crowd roared at the top of their voices. I joined in with them, yelling her name. She took a bow and waved her hoof at the fans before heading back into the changing rooms with the Wonderbolts. Everypony was clapping and cheering; I quickly flew out of the stadium and landed, waiting for Spitfire to come out. She came out, looking at me.

“Well, what did you think of the show?” She asked softly, walking up to me.

“Amazing as usual.” I responded, holding her close to me. I gently kissed her cheek. Soarin’ exited the stallion dressing room.

“Later boss.” Soarin’ started flying home after saying those words.

“Later Soarin’.” She said, turning her head to him before looking back at me. The other Wonderbolt’s were too busy talking to even say goodbye and they flew home. “I must say it was better than my last show.”

“I must admit that too.” I chuckled softly and started flying with her, “how about we go and have some dinner?”

“Sure, I’d like that.” Spitfire smiled warmly and blushed warmly, holding my hoof and flying with me. We flew to a restaurant on the other side of Cloudsdale to celebrate our relationship and her race today.