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- >So this is it
- >Night of the Fall Formal
- >Suit rented
- >Chin shaved
- >Smelling of your dad's fancy aftershave
- >Look in the mirror
- >Notbad/10
- >You're going to blow your date away
- >Speaking of your date
- >She said not to pick her up
- >Said she'd flip things round
- >And you'd expect nothing less, really
- >She's awesome
- >Captain of practically every girl's sport's team
- >DGAF-what-other-people-think attitude
- >Perfect blue skin and incredible multi-tone hair
- >Toned, athletic body
- >Perky B-cups that just beg to be squeezed
- >...
- >Fuck, now you're hard
- >To hell with it
- >You still have ten minutes until she's supposed to get here
- >Slip into the bathroom
- >Lock dat shit down
- >Start beating off to the thought of your perfect girl
- >Panting and pumping
- >There's a knock at the door
- >Almost jump out of your skin
- >Just the front door
- >You're safe
- >Almost there
- >Muffled voices
- >Come on, you've got to finish up before-
- "Rainbow!"
- >Shit
- >That was out loud
- >You just came thinking about her
- >"... yeah?"
- >Oh, fuck
- >There's no mistaking that voice
- >She's stood right outside the bathroom door
- >"You okay, Anon?" she asks
- >"Sounding a bit off, man. Your dad told me I could wait, that you were just putting on your make-up."
- >She's poking fun
- >Doesn't mean anything by it
- >"Listen, if you're not feeling well, don't worry about it."
- >"I mean, a date? Not really my speed, you know?"
- >Shit, she's backing out
- >Say something, man!
- >By now you can feel the bolognese leaking out of your pockets
- >Leaving a saucy trail down your smart pants
- "N-no! I- I'm fine. Honestly!"
- >Passable save, Anon
- >4/10
- >Dry yourself off
- >Flush your tissue
- >Tuck the spaghetti back into your pockets
- >Hopefully she won't notice the sauce
- >Step out into the hall, and there she is
- >Rainbow Dash
- >No fancy dress, big surprise
- >Instead she's wearing a rainbow top to match her hair
- >Long purple arm-warmers
- >Big pink boots
- >And a mid-length blue skirt
- >You realise you're staring and she punches you in the shoulder
- >"Yeah, I know," she says, chuckling "I'm awesome. But you're not bad yourself, dude."
- >Self esteem get!
- >"Come on, if I have to listen to one more lecture from your parents, i'm gonna' scream."
- >She imitates your father's voice eerily well
- >"Now then, young lady, I hope your intentions are honourable. Bring my son home with his virginity intact."
- >Goddamn it dad
- >Just get over it, she's picking you up because she's the one with the car
- >It doesn't make you any less of a man
- >You and Dash split the scene
- >Roll up to the Form Formal in her sweet ride
- >Everywhere you look there's couples
- >Holding hands, swapping saliva
- >Yeah, you and Dash are too cool for tha-
- >She grabs your hand
- >Starts tugging you toward the school building
- >You're just glad for the skin-to-skin contact
- >The Dash you know from school wouldn't usually go for holding hands
- >Too sappy
- >... and you realise you're daydreaming
- >Rainbow's brought you to the main doors to the Fall Formal hall
- >And she's looking between your distant, contemplative expression and your linked hands
- >"You're ... alright with this, right Anon?"
- >Fuck, how can she even ask that?
- "Of course, Dash. I was just thinking, is all."
- >"Yeah? Something on your mind?"
- >You try to deny it
- "Nah, nothing important."
- >She seems unimpressed, giving you another playful punch to the shoulder
- >"Aw, come on, Anon. Don't be like that."
- >Ah hell, may as well admit it
- "Oh, fine. It's just nice to see a softer side to you."
- >"Soft, is it?"
- >She sounds a little hurt, and you're immediately gripped by regret
- >Why did you have to-
- >Wait, no
- >Her chest is heaving
- >Is she... laughing?
- >"Oh, Anon, you're too easy. You should have seen your face!"
- >She steps close
- >"I've got the best date in the school, dummy. I've got to show him off."
- >Suddenly, her arms are around your neck
- >Legs around your waist
- >The sudden weight almost topples you
- >You stagger into the hall's double doors
- >Dash is pressed up against it
- >The briefest moment of resistance it grants lets her lock your lips together
- >And then the doors fly open under your combined weight
- >You practically fall through, the two of you one single mass of limbs
- >Looking to all the world as if you were making out and then you carried her in
- >Not giving a single flying fuck
- >The murmur of conversation and dull throb of music is pretty much immediately silenced
- >Cue stereotypical stopping-record sound effect
- >You're painfully aware that every eye is on the two of you
- >But you'll be damned if you let you and Rainbow's first kiss go to waste
- >You adjust your grip so that she's easier to hold up
- >Manage to free one of your hands for the briefest moment
- >Then it's running through her Rainbow hair
- >She laughs into your mouth and puts a bit of teeth into the kiss
- >You gasp in surprise, and before you know it she's snaked her tongue into your mouth
- >You recognise the voice of one of Rainbow's friends off in the crowd shouting "Now it's a party!!"
- >And the crowd goes wild
- >The music starts up again, louder than ever
- >People cheering soon grab their dates and start getting down
- >Each of them trying to outdo you and Dash
- >None of them ever going to admit it
- >Rainbow finally breaks the kiss
- >And you come up for air, breathless
- >That was one hell of a kiss
- >You can barely form words
- >Dash is grinning at your blissed-out expression
- >"Like my soft side, huh? Yeah, you do."
- >She laughs, not even waiting for you to reply
- >You're still in a little bit of shock
- >"Listen, i'm going to find us somewhere to sit. Find us something to drink, yeah?"
- >She disappears off into the crowd, but not before giving you a quick slap on the butt
- >Pushing you off towards the drinks and snapping you out of your trance
- >Yeah, she's a keeper
- >You meander through the dancing couples on the floor
- >Exchanging nods, brief greetings
- >A few of the ladies give you the eye
- >And most of the guys pat you on the back as you pass
- >Feelsgoodman
- >You struggle through the thronging masses and find your way to the refreshment table
- >Grab a couple of bottles of the 'Cider' and start the search for your date
- >How they can call it Cider when it's got the alcohol content of Apple Juice is beyond you
- >Flashing lights and flailing limbs make it take a little longer than you might've hoped
- >But eventually you spot her trademark prismatic hair
- >She's taking it easy
- >Talking to a younger kid with purple hair
- >Or rather, the younger kid's talking at her
- >You just catch the end of what they're saying when Rainbow spots you winding your way toward them through the crowd
- >"-sounds awesome! Will you show me sometime?"
- >"Sure thing, Squirt. Some time. But I gotta' give my date the attention he deserves for now, okay?"
- >The little orange girl grumbles a bit, but takes off to give the two of you some space
- >You hand Rainbow her 'Cider' and she looks at it like it's the nectar of the very gods
- >"Sweet Apple Cider? Hell yeah!"
- >She pops off the bottlecap
- >You do the same
- >Sitting and watching people make fun of themselves on the dance floor, the two of you shoot the shit
- >You cast around for any topic
- >Sports, dreams, aspirations...
- >The evening goes on, and the party continues
- >The music, once loud and boisterous, starts to slow to almost a crawl
- >The few remaining couples on the floor are dancing slow
- >Content in each other's arms
- >And you want to join them
- "Hey, Dash?"
- >"Yeah?"
- >You stand, offering her your hand as goofily as anything
- "Give me this dance?"
- >"Come on, Anon. Me? Really?"
- >She protests, but grins as she takes your hand and lifts herself into your arms
- >As if she'd been waiting for this
- >You look around nervously to see how the others are dancing, and end up with an arm around each other's waist
- >The two of you make an awkward sight, neither one being accustomed to this particular style of dancing
- >She presses up against you
- >You can feel her through your suit
- >You can feel her hot breath on your ear
- >You can barely control yourself
- >And then she whispers;
- >"I'm not wearing any panties."
- >Your heart stops
- >Did you hear that right?
- >You can't have
- >But then you look at the oh-so-confident young woman in your arms
- >There's the slightest pink tint to her cheeks, and for a moment she refuses to meet your eyes
- >God damn
- >You realise you've stalled
- >The dance almost forgotten
- >And you're standing to attention in your bolognese-stained pants
- >You worry about that for a moment
- >But then you realise with Dash pressed up against you like this, she'll be the only one to know
- >But boy does she know
- >She bites your earlobe and starts grinding her hips against you
- >"That got someone's attention, didn't it?"
- >She breathes into your ear, her teasing whispers prompting even more response from downstairs
- >She wriggles against your straining erection, the feeling beyond belief
- >You both start to breathe more heavily, and you steer her away from the other dancers
- >Try desperately to keep what she's doing to you hidden even as it starts to flood your mind with carnal pleasure
- "N...not here..."
- >You try to object, and Dash relents
- >"Fine," she murmurs, "But you owe me. Everyone knows The Dash loves showing off."
- >Fuck, you don't even care she just referred to herself in the third person
- >Fuck this
- >She might get off on this kind of thing, but you need a little more privacy to be comfortable, damn it
- >"Come on."
- >Rainbow grabs onto your arm and bids a hasty retreat from the school building
- >Before you know it, she's pushing you down onto the back seat of her car
- >She follows after you, slamming the door shut behind her
- >She plants her knees to either side of you
- >Straddling you
- >Rubbing her soaking pussy lips up against your erection even as it struggles to escape
- >Whipping off her rainbow top
- >And tossing her keys who-knows-where
- >Your eyes go wide and you sit up to take one of her nipples into your mouth
- >Give it the once over with your tongue
- >Dash gasps and almost spazzes out, pushing you back down onto the seat
- >She practically tears open your shirt and starts to plant kiss after kiss on your bare chest
- >You grab onto her toned buttcheeks
- >Reflect briefly that they're so firm you could catch a bullet between them
- >Running your hands over their smooth contours
- >Until one of your hands finds its way to her dripping snatch
- >You tease her lips apart and almost immediately she squeals out loud
- >Working her for a little while, you realise she's barely moving any more
- >Head laid against your chest
- >Shuddering at your touch
- >You decide to slip one of your fingers inside her
- >She tenses up for a moment, but as you finger her she starts to moan
- >Short and high pitched at first lasting no more than half a second
- >But as time goes on and you slip another finger inside her they increase in frequency and volume
- >Once you have three fingers working her roiling insides, it's almost one continuous, throaty cry of ecstacy
- >Between gasping breaths she croaks words of encouragement into your bare shoulder
- >"Like that, Anon!"
- >"Yes! Work me!"
- >"Don't stop, i'm- So-"
- >"R-Rainbow Dash? Is that you? Are you okay?!"
- >Fucking
- >Fuck
- >It's that kid from earlier
- >Scootaloo
- >Dash jumps up like a scalded cat, hitting her head on the roof of the car
- >"Aw, fuck!"
- "Wh-"
- >"Rainbow Dash!"
- >Before you know what's happening, you're thrust towards the side of the car the voice is coming from
- >Rainbow Hisses at you
- >"Just stall her, okay? I need to get my top on."
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