Rainbow Dash

“As Daring Do trekked through the tropical jungle, the wet heat sapped her energy and slowed her every step...”

Not for the first time, you sighed. This entire series was a mess of never ending adventure cliches, but reading was one of the few solaces you'd found since being stranded in Equestria. The inhabitants were surprisingly open and welcoming, sure, but you just didn't feel like you fit in here. At all. Towering over everyone you met certainly didn't help matters, and you were just about ready to kill for a good cut of meat. Not literally, of course; one look at the omnivorous structure of your mouth, and the nurse who had examined you had not-so-subtly hinted that the Royal Guard was ever watchful.

It was a nice enough day, though, you had to admit. Most days in Equestria were. The weather was stunningly gorgeous, and you even managed a moderately comfortable lifestyle as the apprentice of the local watchmaker, an earth pony named Time Turner. One look at the dexterity of your hands had instantly sold him on your merits, and not having anything else lined up, you'd accepted the offer on the spot. It was boring work, but Time Turner was nice enough company and it kept you fed.

Still, being completely deprived of all your friends and familiar hobbies had been rough to your outlook on life. The town tolerated you, but you weren't really a known factor yet and most ponies preferred to keep their distance. Not having anything else to do, you'd turned to the old comfort of books, and were going through the local library's supply at a pretty decent clip. The librarian, at least, seemed to approve of you; apparently anyone who liked books couldn't be all bad, in her estimation. It was at her recommendation that you were currently making your way through the Daring Do series. It was dumb, but you had to admit you liked it anyway. Starting to get a little uncomfortable in your current position, you shifted around a little against the tree that was currently serving as your impromptu chair, and brought the book up before your face.

“Hey, isn't that...?”

You clearly heard the voice coming from the path in front of you, but chose to ignore it. You didn't really know anyone around here except Time Turner, and that scratchy female voice obviously wasn't him. Must not have been directed at you. You kept reading.

“Daring Do and the Quest for the Sapphire Stone. Ha, I knew it! I'd know that cover anywhere.” Okay, maybe they were talking to you after all. Lowering the book, you saw your visitor was a particularly... colorful pegasus, currently hovering just a couple feet away from your face with an enormous grin on her face. Both her mane and her tail were done up in impressively bold multi-colored bands unlike anything you'd ever seen... and considering how some other ponies around here looked, that was saying quite a lot. Her coat was an equally striking sky blue, and her eyes a rosy red. Somehow or another, though, the whole scheme worked on her, managing to look impressive and dynamic rather than just a garish mess as you'd have expected. You were a little bit surprised at just how close she'd gotten – most ponies were pretty intimidated by your size, but this one hardly seemed to notice.

“Well, you may be a weird alien thing, but at least you've got taste. Oh my gosh, the Daring Do series is just so awesome, isn't it!? Oh, what did you think of that one time when Ahuizotl – no, wait, are you even that far yet? Maaaan, I don't wanna ruin it for you. Well, I guess I can wait to talk about it. I GUESS. Hurry up though, will ya?” Her initial burst of fangirl enthusiasm having run its course, the pegasus seems to calm down as she lands on the ground before you, giving you a long, appraising look. “Not too many ponies around here appreciate Daring like they should. Name's Rainbow Dash. What's yours?”

You're still a little bit taken aback at just how fearless this pony is – quite a contrast from the reception you've met throughout most of the quiet town. In truth, you're not used to situations like this. You've always been something of an introvert, making friends slowly and sparingly. This kind of direct approach feels a little weird to you. Somewhat hesitantly, you tell her your name. She makes a face, her nose crinkling – adorably, though you'd never say so out loud.

“Dude, that's a weird name. Still, I guess you're an alien and everything, so it's cool. Better than being something boring like Starlight Charmer, anyway. Well, welcome to Ponyville! All you really need to know about life here is, I'm the coolest pony in town.” She grins at you conspiratorially before flaring her wings and posing. “I mean really, what else matters?”

You can't help it – you laugh in spite of yourself. This pony is just so over the top and flaky, you can't help but find yourself instantly charmed. Rainbow Dash gives a short flap of her wings, propelling herself onto a low-hanging tree branch roughly level with your head, and makes herself comfortable. Her tail swishes idly below her. “So, have you read any of the other books yet?”

You have. You spend the entire next hour doing nothing but comparing notes with Rainbow over the Daring Do series, and the various merits thereof. Rainbow seems faux-outraged that you thought Daring's escape from the temple quicksand trap was corny, but seems fascinated when you bring up the author's use of symbolism in a callback to the events at the beginning of the book – seems she never caught that herself. For her own part, Rainbow doesn't tell you anything you don't already know, but her obvious delight at discussing the stories is infectious, and you soon find yourself as swept up in the discussion as she is. She would make a pretty good storyteller herself, you suspect, as her vivid descriptions have a way of replaying the scenes in your head. For the first time in a long time, you feel completely at ease, animatedly sharing your interests with a like-minded individual. Rainbow seems completely unreserved, speaking with you as casually as though she'd known you for years.

But nothing lasts forever. As the sun reaches its zenith in the sky above, the two of you are interrupted by a particularly loud grumble from your stomach. Flushing slightly in embarrassment, you realize you didn't eat anything this morning, either, and are actually starting to get fairly ravenous. Somewhat regretfully, you tell Dash that you really are starving, and need to go grab some food. It might be just as well. As much fun as you'd had talking to her, you were still very much an introvert, and feeling a little overwhelmed by the overly-familiar pony's approach. Standing, you stretch the kinks out of your legs, and begin heading back into town.

Without missing a beat, Dash leisurely lifts herself into the air, flying alongside you. “Heh, about time! So, did you have anywhere in mind? 'Cuz if not, I know this great place on Mane street, they make these Neighvarian pretzels, you have seriously got to try one of those...”

And thus went your first time meeting your best friend.


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After that, it hadn't taken too long before you and Rainbow were well-known partners in crime around Ponyville. Even though you had relatively little in common, the two of you could – and often did – talk for hours. Rainbow's endless drive to succeed and inspiring presence was a pleasure just to be around, and you found yourself smiling like an idiot every time the pegasus defied your expectations with yet another fearless stunt or cocky boast. Any time Rainbow was around, the word 'impossible' just seemed to lose all meaning.

For Rainbow's part, she'd found not only an adoring, praising fan in you, but a surprising source of strength as well. For all of Dash's bold act, you'd discovered early on that she was just as capable of feeling lost and afraid as anyone else. She may have hid them better than most, but she had insecurities just like anyone else. When it was just you and her, however, the Invincible Rainbow Dash had shocked even herself by occasionally confiding some of her more lingering self-doubts. For reasons even she herself seemed unclear on, she trusted you completely to keep them to yourself, and you had never disappointed her.

And, of course, you still both had Daring Do to gush over. The Wonderbolts, too, after Rainbow had taught you about them. Many, many times. By this point, you thought, you knew more about Spitfire's signature techniques than you ever wanted to. Still, you could never bring yourself to stop Dash when she was in the full throes of fangirl mode – it was just way too cute.

Having evidently won Rainbow's approval, your social life had picked up dramatically as well. Now that the ponies were convinced you weren't going to eat them, you'd begun making friends and building something of a life for yourself in Equestria. You'd even been introduced to Rainbow's closest friends... who, as it turned out, were none other than the Elements of Harmony, and Rainbow Dash herself one of them as well!

Your friendship had had some more tangible benefits as well. Early on in your friendship, Rainbow had been distressed by what she referred to as your... well, let's just say she wasn't too impressed by your athletic skill, and had taken it upon herself to coach you in running. It wasn't too long before you were in the best shape of your life, and Twilight Sparkle had even suggested you should try entering the Running of the Leaves this year.

It was one of the happiest times in your life even though you were never quite aware of it; you still had plenty of problems and did plenty of grumbling about them too. Being the lone one of your kind in this world still depressed you, even despite the kindness of the ponies you'd befriended. Try as they might, there were some things they just couldn't help you with.

Wide awake, you stared up at the ceiling from under the covers and sighed heavily. You really, really needed to get laid.

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“Oh hey, good morn- whoa! You look like crap, big guy!” Grumbling, you sarcastically thank Dash for her candor as you slump into your seat, dark rings around your eyes. At least once a week, you and Dash had breakfast at Sugarcube Corner, with Pinkie joining you if the place wasn't too busy. You weren't a big sweets person, but it turned out that Mr. Cake brewed a mean cup of coffee for the early risers, and it hadn't taken more than a cup before you were hooked. The freshly baked muffins didn't hurt either.

Rainbow ignores your tone; she's used to your occasional bouts of pessimism by now, and tends to just keep on rolling whenever she hears them. She claims refusing to indulge your bad moods is how she helps you get over them. “No, but really, big guy. You look like you didn't sleep at all. Something troubling you?”

Realizing that Rainbow isn't going to let this one go but not eager to reveal the true reason behind your rough night, you tell Rainbow that something's been bothering you, yeah, but it's a human thing and nothing she can really help with. The prismatic pegasus has a skeptical look plastered across her face, but seems to decide to let it go.

“Meh, fine. Anyway, Twilight asked me to ask you to swing by the library sometime this week. Said she wanted to ask you some more questions about humans. Something about how often humans go into heat.”

You choke on your coffee.

Dash snickers at your expense. “Careful there, I hear drinking is really tricky! Wouldn't want to hurt... your... self...” Rainbow trails off as she connects the dots, and she gives a triumphant 'Ah-HA!' before pointing a hoof at you dramatically. “That's what you're acting so weird about! You haven't gotten any since you came to Equestria, have you!?”

Wincing, you look around. Fortunately, there are no other customers in sight. Sure enough, though, Mr Cake, Mrs Cake, and Pinkie Pie are all shooting you odd looks. Mortified, you crumple into your chair, covering your face with your palm. Thanks, Dash.

“Aw, come on now, don't be like that! It's cool, there's nothing to be embarrassed about. I mean, you've been stuck here a while now, right? Only makes sense you might be feeling a little frustrated. And, you know...” Dash's voice drops from its previous conversational tone, to something deeper. Huskier. Certainly something you've never heard coming from her before. She bats her eyelashes, giving you a look you can't describe as anything but -hungry-. Faintly, you feel the hairs on the back of your neck standing up. “If you want... maybe I can help you out with that.”

Your eyes bulge out slightly as you lean back in your chair open-mouthed, your face a rictus of horror. No. Just... NO. Even if the idea of fucking your best friend wasn't incredibly weird, the idea of fucking a magical talking pony SURE AS FUCK IS. You try to speak once, twice. The words fail to come out.

Rainbow Dash can't take it anymore. Her seductive gaze cracks as her lips crinkle up, against her will, into a small smile. Then a larger one. Then a giggle escapes. Then the dam finally bursts, the avatar of awesomeness leaping up into the air before collapsing into a snorting, cackling, writhing mass of hysterics on the floor. Her legs kick at nothing in particular as she squeals in laughter. “Oh... Oh, for the love of Celestia... your face... that was... so... Snrk... Bwa ha ha ha ha! Oh, I wish I could frame that and hang it on my wall!”

You slowly recover from your shock, staring daggers at the pony still snickering to herself on the floor – no, make that two ponies, apparently Pinkie was feeling left out and joined Dash in her little episode on the floor at some point. You were pretty sure the pink party pony hadn't actually heard that part of your conversation, but Pinkie wasn't one to let a small detail like not knowing the punchline ruin a joke. Coldly, you tell Dash her little prank wasn't funny. The effect is somewhat lost, however, as you try to contain a small snicker yourself.


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The last week, you decided, had been hell.

As great a friend as Rainbow Dash was, she could never, ever resist a good prank. To date you'd been a truly tough nut to crack, shrugging off most of her attempts and deflecting the others. Although impressed by your fortitude, Dash had obviously been a little annoyed she couldn't get more of a rise out of you.

But your encounter in Sugarcube Corner that fateful morning had given her exactly the weapon she needed. Now that she knew just how uncomfortable you were with the idea of being propositioned by a pony, she made it a point to make a pass at you at least once a day, as though making up for lost time. Try as you might, you always wound up giving her the horrified reaction she was looking for, be it a terrified look or just a face-filling blush. Judging by the subsequent laughing fits, Dash didn't see this getting old any time soon.

It had already gotten old for you. She'd gotten you, and gotten you good, but enough was enough already. The flirty winks, casual hip bumps, and double entendres were starting to wear on your last nerve. But with Dash so in love with this routine, you didn't think she'd stop of her own volition.

It was time to fight fire with fire.

“Good job on your run today, big guy!” Rainbow greets you as you complete your circuit for the day – now that she's got you in shape, she's not letting you slack off. You didn't mind; it was actually kind of fun to stretch your legs, and the encouragement from Rainbow was nice.

“In fact, you did such a good job, maybe I should take you back to my place and give you a little 'reward...'” she says, once more dropping into the low, seductive tone of voice she's becoming so good at lately. Her lips are already twitching upwards slightly at the edges in anticipation of your reaction. Now's your chance.

“Oh, Rainbow, your place is good, but it's too far away from town. You see...” Making a quick lunge forward, you manage to pluck the low-flying pegasus right out of the sky, easy holding her light body in your arms. She freezes instantly at the unexpected action, rosy eyes widening. “... when you scream my name, I want everyone to hear it.”

Funny, you had no idea pony eyes could get that wide. “I... uh... buh... what... you...” Still holding her tightly, you can feel Rainbow's wings extending slightly, as though she's about to try and get away. The rest of her is stock-still though. Ingrained pegasus instinct maybe?

Oh Lord, if the face she's giving you right now is how YOU always looked when she did this, you couldn't be that mad at her anymore. You managed to keep your composure just long enough to set Dash down on the ground, but wound up collapsing into the biggest laughing fit you can remember as soon as she was clear. Oh God, payback was sweet.

Rainbow grumbled loudly, kicking the dirt under her hooves idly. Her wings were still held slightly out to her sides – had you really startled her that badly? “Yeah, yeah, laugh it up. You do realize, though: this means war.”

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Unfortunately, you had underestimated the cyan pegasus's drive to win. Over the next couple of weeks, Rainbow was as good as her word. This was a contest for her now – you had thrown the gauntlet, and  she was in it to win. Rather than backing off, Rainbow Dash redoubled her assault.

“You always move so slow, big guy. Feels like I'm always leading you around. Or is there some other reason you're always walking behind me?” She gives her tail a rather unladylike flick, giving you an excellent view of those tight, firm buttocks, the darker flesh around her – no, no, no, don't even think about it. Madness lies that way. Forcing the image out of your mind, you slap together a suitable retort.

“You got it Dash. Just taking in the view. Kinda weird though, how you're always stopping suddenly like that. Keep it up and one of these days I'm gonna bump right into you.” To illustrate your point, you keep walking right at the stationary pony, stopping only inches away, your crotch within easy range of hers. Your hand rests lightly on her cutie mark. “Unless, of course, that's what you want.”

Rainbow's eye twitches slightly, and almost immediately her wings spring to full attention – what the hell is she doing? A mortified look on her face, she frantically looks her right and left at the extended appendages.  Seemingly in great effort, they dip slightly, but quickly extend out to their full length again. “Ihavetogonowbye!” Without another word, Rainbow takes off at full tilt away from you.

This whole situation is getting out of hand. What had started as some lighthearted pranking had transformed into something else, and neither of you really seemed that comfortable with it. Taking a deep breath, you close your eyes. The instant they flutter shut, the image of Rainbow's tight slit, still fresh in your mind, greets you.

In horror, you feel your body beginning to respond.

You had to do something about this. You weren't exactly sure when this game between the two of you had twisted, but it sure as hell had. You loved Rainbow, sure. She was the best friend you'd ever had. But no matter how you looked at it, you were flirting with a horse. An adorable, talking, smart, firmly muscled horse that you connected with as you never had anyone else in your life, who had spent the last few weeks hinting at all the ways she could reduce you to a puddle of bliss on the floor and -

Feeling some discomfort downstairs, you looked down to realize you were now fully erect, and pitching quite the impressive tent in your pants.

Okay, you were going to talk to Rainbow tomorrow. This had to stop. Even Rainbow was starting to act kind of weird about it, and Rainbow never lost her cool. In the beginning you'd gotten some great reactions out of her that kept you amused for days at a time. But more and more often, she was beginning to react like she had today – go quiet, make some kind of excuse, and run away. Or if she didn't, she'd give you this... weird look you couldn't quite place.

Rather, you wanted to believe you couldn't place it. A part of you knew exactly what that look meant, even if the rest of you refused to acknowledge it. And every single day... it bothered you a little less.

Right then. You'd talk to Rainbow tomorrow, admit defeat, and do whatever it took to convince her to call this whole thing off. It was the only sane choice. The right thing to do. It wasn't like you wanted any of this.

… Right?

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The next day, you managed to flag Dash down as she's finishing up her weather duties. Silently, you congratulate yourself on picking a nice, quiet spot behind a hill outside town – this was awkward enough without anyone else overhearing it.

“Okay Dash, you win. I give up. You are clearly superior, I submit before your pranking skill. So... it's done, okay? It's over. You win.”

You expect her to start cheering for herself. You expect her to perform some kind of aerial victory stunt. You expect her to start taunting you for losing yet another match to the mighty Rainbow Dash.

She stares at you wordlessly, unmoving, an unreadable expression on her face. The seconds tick by.

Finally, Dash gives a short, forced laugh. “Well of course. Like there was ever any doubt. When it comes to the two of us,” she hesitates, trembling slightly before she continues. “you obviously belong beneath me.”

She's won. It's over. You literally just said so. She doesn't need to be doing this. Already, you can feel your pulse quickening, your cock beginning to stir in excited anticipation. You should cut her off now, reiterate that you don't want to do this anymore. All you have to say is, “Please, Rainbow Dash. No more.”

But that's not what you say.

Face flushed, you take a step closer, shamelessly staring at every sleek curve of her exceptionally well-maintained athlete's body. “You should be careful about being on top of a guy. Something might poke you.”

Rainbow's wings have once more risen to full extension. Her slight panting is deafening in the silence. “Maybe I want to be poked.” In a single leap, she springs up, her forehooves finding your shoulders and pushing you to the ground hard, Rainbow atop you.

All hesitation on her part gone, she comes in hard for an open-mouthed kiss, and you greet her just as eagerly. There is no gentleness in the action; she's wanted you for days now, and she's tired of waiting. Her tongue spars with yours energetically, exploring your mouth with desire as she occasionally groans slightly with the intensity of the kiss. You'd been so stupid. She was beautiful. You loved her. She wanted this. You wanted this. There was no reason to resist. You stop thinking.

When the kiss finally breaks several minutes later, both of you are red-faced and panting. Your cock strains at your pants, precum already coating the tip. Fortunately, Rainbow doesn't keep you waiting.

“Pants. Lose 'em.” Without waiting for your reply, she grabs the hem of your shirt in her teeth, pulling it clear off you in a single motion. A few quick fumbled motions later, and your shaft stands out proudly, making your present feelings for the prismatic pegasus abundantly clear.

Rainbow eyes her prize appreciatively, licking her lips in anticipation. The past few nights had seen her indulging some very exotic dreams, and she'd been wondering how you'd measure up to them in real life. Now that she had a good long look, she was not disappointed. Extending her tongue, she gives you a single long lick. The firm, invitingly warm shaft twitches at her touch, and Rainbow comes to a surprising realization: You taste really, really good.

But that's not fair. She shouldn't have all the fun. You, too, had been entertaining some very lurid thoughts for several days now. That brief look at Rainbow's slit had been the fuel for more awkward boners than you could count. She'd made some very interesting promises lately; it was time for her to keep them. Sitting up, you reach out, grabbing Rainbow Dash and pulling her towards you. She squawks indignantly, but seems much less resistant when you turn her about and plop her down on your chest. Your cock points directly at her face, and her already-damp pussy rests almost on top of your face. You honestly aren't sure which feels better: the warmth of her body against yours, or the heat pouring off her slit, inviting you and filling the air with the scent of her arousal.

Oh yeah, you remember. You don't have to choose. Holding her buttocks for a nice firm grip, you lick a few light circles around her nether lips before plunging your tongue inside.

Rainbow gasps sharply at the sudden intrusion and goes limp under your assault, legs twitching periodically whenever you find a particularly sensitive spot. The taste is like nothing you've ever known, but you know one thing for sure: you want a lot more of it. Your tongue darts about frantically, licking at her pussy lips, sucking at her clit, diving back inside to explore her folds. You even run your nose along the length of her opening, coating it in a thin film of Rainbow's wetness. All you can smell now is her. You find you're totally okay with that.

Once Rainbow's mind recovers slightly from the overpowering sensations, she goes to work as well: She's Rainbow Dash, after all, and she's no meek little damsel to just lie back and take it. Reaching out, she steadies your cock with both forehooves and quickly takes it into her mouth. Her eyes roll slightly from the intoxicating taste, but she's just getting warmed up. Rainbow puts her mouth to work once more, licking up and down your cockhead. Hearing your groan as she lavishes the sensitive underside with her hot tongue, she redoubles her efforts there. This time, she's the one gratified to see your leg twitch involuntarily at the sheer overwhelming pleasure. When she begins to bob up and down on your shaft, engulfing more and more of your cock in the hot, wet confines of her mouth and sucking hard on every outward pull, you nearly forget to keep licking. Nearly. The two of you easily drown out the quiet afternoon sounds of the meadow with a chorus of licks, sucks, and moans.

It's the most beautiful music you've ever heard.

Eventually, you feel yourself nearing your limit. Rainbow's entire body seems to tighten, and you know she can't be far behind. In unspoken accord, you separate – if you're going to end this, you're going to end it right. Once more shoving you onto your back, Rainbow straddles your prone form and lines her dripping slit up with your prick. She drives down. At the same time, you drive up.

Oh... fuck... yes.

How you manage to resist cumming instantly, you're not sure. Rainbow is soaked, lubricating her passage readily, but she is also incredibly tight. The two of you moan in unison as you sink halfway into her, her amazing cunt squeezing around you and making you fight for every inch. Gritting your teeth, you pull out of her slightly and push back in harder than before, going just a little bit deeper than last time and claiming the beautiful mare as your own. Rainbow's wings flap weakly, erratically. You hesitate; she really is tight. You're not hurting her, are you?

“M... more...” She groans.

You smile, deftly rolling her and yourself over while staying inside her so that now, you're on top, giving you a much better angle for thrusting into her. Giving her a quick peck on the lips, you speed up, fucking Rainbow Dash with wild abandon. As you continue plunging in and out of her sopping pussy, she gradually loosens up. When you are finally able to completely hilt yourself inside her, you give a short cry of triumph. Fucking the pegasus frantically, you can now hear the sound of your hips slapping against hers with every thrust.

It's all too much for Rainbow. Her pussy abruptly begins to tighten around you, and she cries out in rapturous pleasure as orgasm begins to overwhelm her senses. Her rippling cunt works your shaft, eagerly milking you for every last drop of cum you can provide. With one last powerful thrust, you oblige. Shot after shoft of thick cum shoots into the pegasus's greedy womb as you take advantage of her wide-open mouth, sealing her lips in a deep, hungry kiss. Your cock twitches again and again, the longest orgasm of your life, as you happily fill Rainbow with as much of your seed as possible.

Why in God's name had you ever been so afraid of this?

Exhausted, you collapse to the ground beside Rainbow, feeling like you'd just run a marathon. A wing gently caresses your back, and you turn to find a tired, but supremely satisfied-looking Rainbow staring affectionately back at you. You clasp a forehoof in your hands, kissing it tenderly – not a kiss of need or lust, but simple love. The two of you lie there for a long moment, just enjoying each other's company, before you muster the will for your more usual banter.

“So, does this mean I've got to like, start buying you flowers and chocolates and take you to fancy restaurants and stuff?” You smirk

But Rainbow is more than ready. “Dude, do you even remember who you're talking to?” She leans over and gives you a quick kiss on the forehead. “It means I've got to start buying YOU flowers and chocolates and stuff.”

Two things happened, then. One of them ended relatively quickly – you stopped laughing after a few minutes.

As for the other one, well... even years later, you still haven't fallen out of love with each other.