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- >"Yo, Anon. Me and the girls were going to go to the bar to try and pick up some mares. Or stallions. Or whatever. Wanna come with us?"
- >"Me and the girls", that's what she said.
- >It started to seem suspicious when "the girls" never show up.
- >More so when Dash cockblocks you everytime you attempt to put the moves on someone.
- >Especially so when she gets mad when you try to wingman for her.
- >Finally, enough liquid courage in you, you blurt out what you damned well knew already.
- "Dash, was this a really lame excuse to take me on a date?"
- >She nearly chokes on her drink and coughs a few times.
- >Despite the act, you see the telltale signs she's embarrassed.
- >Red cheeks, slightly pomf'ed wings.
- >"What? Me? You? A date?! B'wahahaha! Anon. come on, I'm waaaay out of your league!"
- "Right"
- >"I mean, I'm the most awesome pegasus who ever flew! You can't even fly!"
- "Uh-huh."
- >"So why would you think I want to date some...two legged not-flying...whatever you are?"
- >You fold your arms and smirk.
- "So this was just a bad night for both of us then."
- >"As if! I struck out so you wouldn't feel bad about how terrible you were doing! I can pick up anyone in this bar!"
- >Score.
- "Not everyone."
- >"Name one guy who wouldn't--"
- "Me"
- >She swallowed hard as she took another gulp of cider.
- >You got her now.
- >"Come on, Anon, I just said--"
- "You said you wouldn't date me, I get it, I'm lame. But that doesn't mean I'd let you pick me up any easier."
- >"Yea right, anyone, even you, would kill to be with me!"
- "Prove it then, woo me."
- >Her wings went from half mast to full blown pomf'ed.
- >The night just got interesting.
- >"This isn't fair, you'll say no now! You'll cheat cause you don't like losing anymore than I do!"
- "Tell you what, everytime I say no, I'll take a shot. Drunker I get, more likely I'm going to forget I'm trying to resist the awesome Rainbow Dash, right?"
- >Her eyes gleam for a split second, even if it was a halfhearted praise.
- >You would have missed it a month ago but enough time with Dash and you knew when she had at the bare minimum a crush.
- >It felt good too, you never had anyone legitimately crush on you before you got to Equestria.
- >While the mares had been coming and going, Rainbow always stuck around.
- >Lately, you've been seeing her every day.
- >She'd always have an excuse to make you two hang out, not that you minded.
- >Tonight wasn't the first night she had created problems for your game either.
- >"Deal!"
- >She spat on her hoof.
- >You do the same on your fist and pound her hoof, sealing the bet.
- >"I'll be back in five, don't you lame out on this while I'm gone!"
- >She sped off to who knows where.
- >You chuckle and shake your head.
- >While she's gone, you decide to relocate yourself to the bar.
- >Figured you'd make things more legitimate for her and not be quietly waiting at the same table.
- >That and your mug had gotten lighter and needed a refill.
- >As the barkeep topped you off, a hoof pressed into your thigh.
- >"Hey stud, been awhile~"
- >Sheesh she's not wasting any time.
- >You snicker and turn toward her.
- "You're going to have to do a little better than that.....Berry Punch?"
- >The pink and purple mare giggled and leaned closer.
- >You could smell the cheap wine on her.
- >Then again, when couldn't you?
- >"That...workssfine last weeks! Anooons, why's tonight so...fucking special?"
- >She winked and sloppily took a swig from whatever swill was in that glass.
- >She leaned too far back and nearly toppled off the stool.
- >Don't judge, this was pretty good for her past 9PM.
- >You considered telling her the truth, that Dash was going to come in and kick her ass if she saw-
- >Wait
- >Actually
- >This is pretty perfect.
- >Dash not only would have to pick you up, she'd have to steal you away.
- >Not to mention she gets extra cute when she's jealous, in that bitchy sort of way you've grown fond of.
- >Moving back slightly so as not to be too eager to talk to the drunk mare, you smile and brush some hair to the side.
- "Oh, I dunno, long day, that sort of thing."
- >"Oh Sellissia, tell me about it! My sister is five hooves up my tush again about..."
- >She started to slur and yammer on about Cheerilee when in the corner of your eye you saw Dash re-entering the bar.
- >Dash looked to the empty table puzzled, then saw you at the bar.
- >With Berry Punch.
- >Leaning on you, lips dangerously close to yours.
- >You could see the fire in her eyes from here.
- >You winked at her and stuck your tongue out.
- >War officially declared.
- >You turned back to Berry Punch, who was still jabbering on about how Cheerilee is never going to find a man if she keeps--
- >Lets be fair, nobody really cares, even Berry can barely make it sound interesting.
- >Dash, on the other hand, had already begun clopped over.
- >Loudly, which she only did when she was miffed about something.
- >Oh boy, either you or Berry was in for it.
- >The stool on your right was occupied by a stallion who, last you heard, was about 10 seconds from sealing a deal of his own.
- >Shame he was about to be evicted by Dash.
- >She said something not quite loud enough for you to hear over Berry's blabbering.
- >But whomever the mare he was with was gasped and stormed off, stallion on her tail swearing up and down he never did whatever "that" was.
- >Their night ruined, the stool was free and Dash managed to compose herself before hopping on it.
- >Just as Berry began to move closer to give you a sloppy drunk kiss, Dash pushed her hoof into your chest and shoved you back.
- >Berry Punch nearly face-planted on the counter but you caught her shoulder before she stumbled forward.
- >"Hey. Berry Punch! Anon, you didn't tell me you knew her, what are you guys talking about?"
- >She smiled that shit-eating grin of hers and took a sip of a fresh mug of cider.
- >Berry frowned and narrowed her eyes.
- >"It's a conversation between A and B.."
- >She pointed to herself and you with her hoof.
- >"...so why don't you see yourself out!"
- >Dash chuckled and closed her eyes.
- >God you liked when she was being a bitch.
- >"Ahahaha, good one, Berry! That was funny back when I was 10, got anymore?"
- >Berry nearly growled and you felt her hoof leave your thigh to do who knows what.
- >But you didn't want this to escalate, so you squeezed the hand on her shoulder and shook your head.
- "Dash was meeting me here tonight, Berry. Sorry I didn't say something sooner, but I was really enjoying listening to you talk about...that stuff with your sister."
- >Bless the souls who discovered alcohol, for she was far enough along where that worked.
- >Berry smiled widely and whispered something into your ear.
- >When she pulled away, you were a little flushed and something stirred in your pants.
- >Drunk or not she knew how to push your buttons.
- >"I'll leave you two then, Anon if you're not busy later I'll leave my door unlocked~"
- >She slid off her stool and wobbled to the exit
- >But not before giving Dash a dirty look and brushing her tail against your rear.
- >Dash waved, still wearing that 'go fuck yourself!' grin and laughed when the door to the bar slammed.
- >"She looked pissed!"
- "Sure did, but she just made your life a lot harder."
- >You took a long drink of your cider to cool yourself off while Dash protested.
- >"Oh come ooooon, Anon! You'd really go hit that when you got me?"
- >She flashed her magenta eyes and leaned closer.
- "I don't know. She wasn't rude and pushy like you are."
- >You grinned evilly as Dash flushed red and nearly yelled at you.
- >But she bit her lip and grimaced, shouting something at the barkeep.
- >A minute later a shot was placed in front of you.
- >First of many, you wagered.
- >"Come on, don't be a dork and back out!"
- "I've never said no to free liquor in my life."
- >You took the shot like a champ and put the empty glass down.
- >The amber liquor was smooth and gave a pleasant burn all the way down.
- "Was that 'Rock Hill Farms'?"
- >"Yup! Only the best for a classy guy like you!"
- >She smiled seductively and pulled the same hoof on thigh move Berry did a minute ago.
- >You slyly pushed the empty shot glass toward her.
- >"Oh for fuck's---that was single malt! You should be eating out of my trough!"
- "I'm not some cheap floozy you can buy off!"
- >You fake huffed and turned your head away.
- >Then slightly edged the glass nearer to her.
- >"Alright alright....Bartender! Another one!"
- >The stuff was really strong because that second shot definitely pushed you into tipsy territory.
- >Dash, however, was very gradually sipping her mug, determined to win whatever it was this bet meant she won.
- >Last you checked, the two outcomes were you got drunk for free then stumbled into Berry's house and got laid.
- >Or you got Dash to 'seduce' you and potentially get you laid.
- >Win-fucking-win.
- >"You know what? Anon, this is dumb....and you're right...."
- >She brought you out of your thoughts, and you watched as she turned away.
- >Her hoof left your thigh and she pouted, staring at her reflection in the fizzy cider.
- >"I'm not that awesome, I get rejected all the time..."
- >She sighed and brought the mug to her mouth for a long gulp.
- >You watched and the beginnings of concern crept into your mind.
- >"Half the colts in town think I'm only into girls and the other...well they're jerks!"
- >She put her mug down and looked like she was about to cry.
- >"It's not fair, Anon....I want someone to treat me better than a mare to brag about to their buddies...someone who can be my friend and still make me feel special..."
- >She turned back toward you, eyes slightly misty, and forced a small smile.
- >"Someone...someone like you, Anon."
- >You smiled back, her's brightening when you reached your hand toward her hoof.
- >Only for it to turn into a look of utter shock when you swiftly darted to the shotglass and pushed to back to her.
- >"WHAT?! Are you freaking kidding me!?"
- >She was practically airborne her wings flapped so angrily.
- >A few of the nearby patrons looked toward her with a little surprise.
- >You could only grin.
- "You used the same routine on Twilight two days ago. I was sitting right there with Big Mac and Thunderlane."
- >"Talking about who sucks the most cock, I bet!"
- >You proudly point at the shotglass and she begrudgingly calls over the bartender for your third victory shot.
- >As he brings it over, you couldn't help yourself
- "So how was it?"
- >"How was what?"
- "Princess Pus--"
- >She belts you right in the arm for that one.
- >"We just cuddled, for the record! It was a rough night and I didn't want to sleep alone!"
- "Whatever you say, Dashie."
- >That nearly earned you another shot to the arm but she paused when you lifted the shotglass to your lips.
- >Even Dash knows better than to spill liquor.
- >You barely feel the third shot, a tell tale sign you should slow down or stop altogether.
- >Best not to gloat then, the more you push her the more she'll try and the more you'll have to drink.
- >So, of course, you gloated like an asshole.
- "You know what the best tasting liquor is?"
- >Dash mumbled something about your sister's ass but you continued.
- "Free liquor!"
- >"Yea whatever! I'm not licked yet!"
- "And I'm not.....as drunk as I could be!"
- >Hope she didn't see you gripping the bartop for support there.
- >Ah crap, she smiled, she noticed.
- >Hang in there, Anon!
- >She pushed a lock of multicolored hair from her face and flashed bedroom eyes as she leaned a little closer.
- >"You know you're going to lose."
- >You hiccuped and coughed to try and hide it.
- >If you knew you'd be hitting the sauce this hard you wouldn't have had all that cider beforehand.
- >You feel her hoof return to your thigh, rubbing slowly toward your crotch.
- >"If you just admit I'm hot and awesome now, maybe you won't end up puking later."
- >She winked and you felt a familiar stirring from below.
- >"So come on, Anon, what do you say? Just admit it, you'd kill to have me for---oops!"
- >She pushed something off the countertop, you couldn't tell what, but she already hopped off her stool to get it.
- >"I'm such a clutz when I drink!"
- >You used this as an excuse to flag the bartender down and get an ice water.
- >"Where did it go? Anon, help me look?"
- >The cool moisture on the outside of the glass felt just as good as the cold liquid down your throat.
- >Don't look, Anon, don't look.
- >"Anooooon~ Come on, don't be a jerk, it's hard to see down here!"
- >Don't look, don't....
- >Dammit, you looked.
- >Dash's extremely toned and tight rear was presented directly in your field of vision, her tail teasing her left flank as she feigned looking around.
- >It swayed back and forth as her head bobbed up and down.
- >When she turned around and saw you blushing, a grin spread on her face.
- >You were forced to adjust your pants and take another gulp of ice water.
- >Because no matter what you told your eyes to do, they refused to stop staring at her ass.
- >She even opened her wings, her knowing full well you complimented them more often than you'd like to admit.
- >Something about them made her so much more appealing than the other types of ponies and anytime you had one too many you'd tell her so.
- >You swallowed the last of the water, chewing on an icecube while cursing yourself for being snared in such an obvious trap.
- >You'd be a liar if you said you didn't spend a lonely night or two imagining what it would feel like to rut that toned butt till she screamed your name.
- >She probably caught you looking before, maybe not even at her rear, but at other ponies.
- >So she knew it was your kryptonite, especially after three shots and who knows how much cider.
- >Still grinning, she picked up an coaster and climbed back on her stool, satisfied with her work.
- >"There it is, I thought I'd NEVER find it!"
- "Yea....crazy how things get lost."
- >Your leg tensed when she put her hoof back on it.
- >More grinning and bedroom eyes from your pegasus companion.
- >"Shame I had to stop looking, right Anon?"
- >You could feel her breath on your ear.
- >She was going all out.
- >If you admitted you wanted her to keep looking, did that constitute a win?
- >Would she stop being sexy and do a victory dance in the bar, going back to the tomboyish Dash you were used to?
- >You pushed the shotglass back to her, indicating you weren't falling for this routine either.
- >But Dash didn't get angry this time.
- >She only licked her lips and ordered another.
- >She knew you were faltering.
- >You did too.
- >The only thing you didn't know is if she realized the only reason you didn't admit defeat right then and there was because you didn't want her to stop.
- >Two shots arrived this time, and she put one in her hoof as she pushed the other toward you.
- >"Do one with me, Anon~"
- >Oh fuck.
- >She lifts the shotglass and nods for you to do the same.
- >"What should we toast to, hmmm?"
- >She's practically sitting in your lap as she asks, her cheeks slightly red.
- >She blinks her eyes seductively and you feel the tip of her wing brush ever so slightly against your back.
- "Umm...I..."
- >Come on, think of something so you don't sound like a scrub!
- >"I know!"
- >Thank god
- >"Lets toast to finding things you thought you lost."
- >She winked again and you knew you must be beet red because she giggled.
- >A girly giggle too, not her usual harsh, almost mocking laugh you'd grown to like over the past few months.
- "Cheers"
- >You managed as you clinked the glass to hers.
- >This wasn't the same bourbon from before, it was actually something sweeter.
- >You downed it in a flash, fourth shot in the last twenty minutes, it might as well have been water.
- >Dash opted to slowly pour her's down her throat.
- >You watched with hunger in your eyes, biting your lower lip as you saw a bit of her tongue lick the rim of the glass.
- >She closed her eyes and swallowed the entire thing in one long, flirtatious motion, half opening her eyes to look back at you.
- >"See something you like, Anon?~"
- >She pulled herself even closer, her lips practically an inch from yours.
- >The liquor was some sort of vodka, but flavored, so even her breath was pleasant.
- >Not like the bottomshelf brewery from Berry's earlier.
- >"Soooooo, is it safe to to say--"
- >Maybe it was the liquor, maybe it was months of silently wishing for this while keeping up your brash and uninterested front.
- >But something shot a bolt of lighting into you at that very moment, and before she finished, you pulled her closer and kissed her right then and there.
- >It was the kind of kiss you'd expect after a long night of drinking, sloppy, uncoordinated and hardly your best.
- >Even so, she didn't resist
- >Quite the contrary, she kissed back, her eyes closing with yours and her hooves wrapping behind your neck.
- >She left her stool and was pressed into your lap, quickly asserting dominance over your mouth.
- >Both your lips parted, some mutual flash of understanding and your tongues began a mix of dancing and fighting for control of a battle neither of you would admit you were fighting.
- >She was strong, athletic, powerful, but still a small pony in the arms of a full grown man, and you easily found yourself back on top, so to speak.
- >Maybe that's what she liked?
- >Someone who didn't rival her own skills but still was powerful enough to make her feel like a mare?
- >You'd wonder about that later, right now your hand drifted south and grabbed a handful of her cutie mark.
- >Her wings opened wide, nearly knocking the pair of shotglasses off the counter as the kiss continued and she struggled to regain control.
- >A few nearby patrons hooted or expressed their distaste, but neither of you noticed or cared
- >If anything, it emboldened you two to continue, the rest of the world silently flipped by your unleashed passion.
- >So you kissed, longer than you ever imagined you would, and only when you finally need air did your lips separate.
- >You both were panting, cheeks flushed with intoxication.
- >"...I win..."
- >She managed, her lips curling into a smile.
- "Yea...you did..."
- >No gloating followed, or a sudden change of mood, or even a 'that was nice, but...'
- >Just an unspoken understanding of what was going to happen next, her eyes and yours saying more in that instant than any amount of words or courting ever could.
- "So.....your place or--"
- >"Your place, you have a bigger bed."
- "OK"
- >"Race you there! Pay for the shots!"
- >She made a beeline for the door, nearly knocking over a waitress in the process.
- >She would stick you with the bill after that
- >Oh well, you lost the bet, right?
- >You clumsily fumbled in your pockets for any bits you had to pay the enormous tab you two racked up.
- >When you finally managed to move your hardon out of the way to fit your hand into your pocket, you threw every bit you had down on the counter
- >Hoping it was enough and the bartender would understand, you awkwardly ran after her.
- >You only lived a few blocks from the bar, Ponyville wasn't a very big place after all.
- >She was probably already there and climbing through a window.
- >As you huffed and puffed, trying not to let the haze of booze keep you from your goal
- >A thought crept into your mind
- "DASH!"
- >You drunkenly yelled down the block, not even caring if she heard you or not.
- "How the hell do you know what my bed is like?!"
- >You heard her laughing in the distance and it got you running faster.
- >"Come on, where's that human stamina I heard so much about?"
- >She mocked from above your house
- >You couldn't see int he dark but you knew she was getting a kick out of how funny you were running
- >Oh keep gloating, you thought.
- >Between the whiskey dick and the months of pent up frustration, she'd be lucky if she even could walk when you were done with her.
- ~ End
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