Domazon Dash [Winter Break] [8/26 update]

Interlude story for Domazon Dash, taking place between semesters. May add more as time goes along.

[Horror Re-Flex]

>Ah the wonders of winter beak.
>A few, all too short, weeks where you were free to do whatever you liked.
>Granted, having the specter of a return to school generally put a damper on the joyful feelings, but this time you have a lot of catching up to do.
>Today’s events had started as you were powering through the tail end of your chest and back day…
>“C’mon Squirt, you’re going to have to do better than that. You have to go, deeper!”
>Rainbow Dash laughs at her own joke as you grunt and tense your arms again, dropping your body low to the ground before trying to push yourself up again.
>From her perch on your back, you can feel Dash shift her weight a little bit and it very nearly knocks you off balance.
>Locking your arms into place, you buzz your lips in frustration and try not to glare back at her.
“I appreciate you helping me out, Dash, but if you keep that up I’m going to tip over.”
>Rainbow chuckles and leans forward, pulling her center of gravity with her.
>Your exhausted arms quiver as you struggle to remain upright, your fight made all the worse by the trainer’s hot breath tickling at your ear when she sighs.
>“Would that be so bad? Tipping, I mean. If you fall on your face that’s one thing, but if you roll over then I’d fall off too; in fact, I’d probably hit the ground before you did.”
>A shiver rolls down your spine as you feel Dash’s corded body stretch out against yours, her sizeable chest pushing into your back.
>“And if that happened I’d be pinned right under you, maybe even a little dazed from hitting my head on the ground. I might not be able to protect myself from you.”
>Despite your attempts to ignore the athlete’s teasing, you can feel your dick twitch in your shorts.

>Not wanting to give in to her taunting, you lower yourself against, earning a small grunt of surprise from Rainbow Dash.
>You manage to crank out two more pushups before you feel your dick awkwardly brush against the ground on the descent.
>So here you are; halfway down to the last rep, afraid you’ll snap your cooter crasher like a twig if you apply too much pressure to it, and your girlfriend is loving every second of your frustration.
>“Finally out of gas?”
>Dash chuckles and reaches down to your crotch, squeezing your hard-on through your shorts with her slightly calloused fingers.
>You wince, but don’t say anything as that will upset your breathing and send you crashing to the floor.
>After a few lazy strokes, Rainbow whispers in your ear again.
>“Maybe you’re not done quite yet, but you sure are in a pickle. I’m willing to give you a hand though, if you agree to help me out with something tonight.”
>Do you really have a choice?
>Without thinking you give what you hope sounds like an affirmative grunt and, thankfully, Rainbow takes it as such.
>Her breathing quickens ever so slightly as she releases you from her grip, before sliding her hand under the elastic band of your gym shorts and grasps your pan handle.
>Compared to the heated state of your body, her cool fingers are enough to send a shudder through your entire body.
>After a leisurely pump, Dash chuckles and shifts your dick so that it is pressed up against your stomach.
>While not comfortable, it’s certainly a better prospect than snapping your twat twig in two.
>With Rainbow’s ‘assistance’ you manage to crank out your final rep.
>As you push yourself back up, Dash rolls off of your back and grins.
>“Way to go, Squirt, I knew you had it in you!”
>Donning a frustrated scowl, you shoot a glare up at her.

“It would have been easier if someone hadn’t been manhandling me.”
>Laughing again, Rainbow catches your chin between her thumb and forefinger and smirks.
>“Don’t be like that, you know you love the attention…”
>Well, she isn’t entirely wrong.
>To not only feel wanted, but desired by someone has done wonders for your self esteem over the past few months.
>Where once you had been a hunched over, skittery mess of rolls and sweat, you are now confident enough in your own skin to stand tall, though the outline of your lingering weight still brings you down a little.
>But under Dash’s watchful eye, you are sure that by the summer you would be completely unrecognizable.
>The trainer snaps you out of your reverie by clearing her throat.
>“Earth to Squirt, come in?”
“Y-yuh?”
>Way to be, Anonymous, you totally didn’t just sound like a drooling retard.
>To her credit, Dash doesn’t mention it, instead opting to pat you firmly on the cheek.
>“You’re back. Just remember what you promised and come by my house at eight tonight. I’m going to make you work for that slip up of yours. My parents are out of town, so be sure to wear something comfy.”
>While you hadn’t said anything at the time, you were still a little frustrated that she had been able to capitalize on her teasing.
>And so here you are, standing outside her home and trying not to think about what she might have in store for you.
>Not to say that you won’t enjoy it, Rainbow has a knack for making even the most mundane things enjoyable, but you’re not sure your pelvis can take another pounding without turning into pudding.
“No point in putting off the inevitable.”
>Grumbling, you ring the doorbell and wait.
>It’s quiet for a few seconds, and then the cacophony starts.

>From the second floor you can hear a thud, followed a few seconds later by the heavy creaks of the boards as the bend ever so slightly under Dash’s weight.
>The groaning of the stairs as she bolts down to the ground floor, and the dry smack of socked feet against tiled floor are the only warning you get before the door swings open.
>Through the full length glass storm door, you can see that Dash’s idea of comfy is being as close to nude as possible.
>You’re pretty sure you recognize the shirt, it looks like one that you’d left over here on one of your nighttime excursions, but between being stretched out at the shoulders and the chest, you’re pretty sure it won’t fit you anymore.
>Besides, the fact that it rides up and shows he bottom fifth of her muscled stomach is worth losing it.
>Forgoing any sort of pants, Dash’s muscular thighs are highlighted by the plain, powder blue boy shorts that seem to strain over every corded curve of her lower body.
>They ride low on her hips, teasing with delights just out of sight.
>And then there’s the socks, white, crew cut, and rather unremarkable.
>A good breeze would chill her to the bone in an instant, so it’s safe to say you’re probably staying inside tonight.
>Despite your partial reluctance, your penis twitches in anticipation.
>Dash grins out into the darkness on the other side and pushes the door open.
>“About time.”
>Checking your watch, you give her a mock scowl.
“It’s not even eight yet.”
>With a quick laugh, Rainbow reaches out and drags the tip of her thumb against your chin.
>“Careful there Squirt, with an attitude like that I might start to think you’re getting tired of me.”
>Choosing to button your lips for the moment, you follow Dash inside and are immediately assaulted by a familiar scent.

>As you stand in the hall, nose in the air, trying to place the smell, Rainbow waits with a patient smirk on her lips.
>“Can’t figure it out, can you?”
>When you shake your head, Rainbow’s smile widens.
>Taking your hand, she pulls you into the kitchen where the familiar grumbling pops and the scent of burst corn kernels and salt lingering in the air.
“Popcorn?”
>“Mhmm.”
>Dash purrs and drapes an arm over your shoulders.
>“You know what goes great with popcorn, right? And no, it’s not sex, horndog.”
>Well, the obvious answer is out of the way.
“A movie?”
>Nodding, Rainbow leans in and whispers in your ear.
>“A scary movie; I want to see you squirm and hear you yelp like a scared little kid.”
>A horror movie?
>Somehow, you feel robbed.
>Rainbow Dash ushers you into the living room and sits you down on the couch.
>“Just give me a couple more minutes and I’ll be set to start.”
“So you don’t want any help?”
>Rolling her eyes, Dash snorts and turns on the ball of her foot, stalking out of the room, her well-muscled hips rolling the entire way.
>“No, I want you to sit here and get comfy, got it?”
>For emphasis she gives you a pointed look, cocking her eyebrow and smirking.
>You wave her off back to the kitchen.
“Yeah, I got it; just don’t take too long.”
>Rainbow grins and bounces out of the room.
>With your eye candy finally out of sight, you sigh and stare at the blank television screen.
>True to her word, Dash takes only a little while longer before coming back with a decently sized bowl of popcorn and drinks.
>Water, of course.
>The girl is a water freak.
>After setting them down, Rainbow moves back to the television and turns it on.
>Turning her attention to the DVD player, she bends over at the waist, pushing her butt out and wiggles ever so slightly.

“Flirt.”
>Glancing over her shoulder, your trainer winks at you and smacks her rump once.
>“Quit complaining, Squirt.”
>The two of you laugh as she changes out the disk, flicks the lights out and then hurries back to the couch as the disc whirrs to life.
>You place your hands down to lift yourself so that you can give her room, but Dash grunts and sandwiches her leg between yours
>“Not a chance, Squirt, I want to feel every flinch and squirm of yours.”
>Twisting her body, she keeps her leg in place and sits down next to you.
>The familiar scent of soap and lingering sweat fills your nostrils as she cuddles up next to you, the tall girl lazily draping her arm over your shoulders again.
>With her other hand she pulls a blanket around the two of you, squirms twice and then presses her lips to your ear again, brushing her body against yours in the process.
>“Comfy?”
>You manage to gulp and nod, much to Dash’s delight, and she slides her thigh further down yours until it brushes up against the head of your half-heard dick.
>Her eyes sparkle with a mischievous glint as she kisses your cheek.
>“Good.”
>Just as you’re about to get really comfy, a scream rips through the room, causing both of you to tense and turn your attention to the screen.
>You missed the title card and don’t want to interrupt the obviously rapt Rainbow, but it’s pretty clearly something from the eighties Slasher vein of movies, further compounded by the over the top, cheesy death scene that starts the movie.
>It’s going to be a long night…
>As the movie progresses though, you begin to notice something.
>After every jump scare, Dash squirms closer to you.
>When the music takes on the eerie, haunting quality, you can feel the blood begin to pump furiously through her thigh.

>And then, when the killer makes his first appearance mid-way through the picture, she squeals in terror and hugs herself against you.
>Of course, after you give her a knowing look, Rainbow’s quick to jerk back and scowl.
>“Wh-what are you looking at, twerp?”
>A slow smile slips across your lips.
“You’re scared.”
>Even in the darkness, you can see her face color.
>“I-I am not! I’m just trying to make sure you know that it’s okay to scream too!”
“Rainbow, please, these movies are more funny than they are scary.”
>The girl pouts and glares at the ground.
>“You’re just putting on an act, it’s okay, I know you’re terrified.”
>Before you can respond, a loud, off-key screech echoes through the room again as the killer claims a victim.
>You turn to watch the movie, but Rainbow grabs your head and jerks you towards her.
>Within seconds you find your cheek buried in the muscular girl’s canyon of cleavage, all the way up to your nose.
>Her heart thuds away in her chest, and you can feel her gulping down air, trying to speak.
>“I, I don’t believe you’re not scared. So I’m just going to hold you close and let you know everything is fine, okay?”
>If you could manage a weary look up at the terrified trainer, you would.
>Unfortunately, being buried in breast has a rather pacifying effect on you, even with the shirt between you and her.
“All right.”
>You relent, shifting your head a little more to get comfortable.
>As the movie goes on, Dash wraps her other leg around you, using your upper body like a pillow, tensing and shuddering as the slasher’s rampage continues.
>On the other hand, her heartbeat is doing wonders for distracting you from the film, your eyes drooping as the clean scent of the girl fills your brain, her soft flesh massaging against your face and neck.

>Granted, you’ve got a boner that could shatter stone by this point, but you feel far too lethargic to do anything about it.
>At last, the movie comes to a close, an ominous warning of ‘The End?’ remaining on screen for several seconds before the television goes black and the DVD kicks back to the title screen.
>Rainbow finally gets her breathing under control, and you can feel her smile as she sighs.
>“Well, that was a rush, wouldn’t you say?”
>Giving a tired grunt, you nod.
“It sure was.”
>Several seconds pass, but Dash makes no move to release you.
>At last you clear your throat.
“Well, uh, I guess I’d better get going?”
>“W-what?”
>Pulling your head away from her chest, Rainbow fixes you with a frown.
>“There’s no way you’re going out after watching that!”
“Dash, it’s just a movie, it’s not like that happens in real life.”
>The athletic girl squirms a little and shakes her head.
>“Y-yeah, but…”
>She frowns and refuses to meet your eyes.
>Why is she so anxious?
>It’s not like you haven’t walked home in the middle of the night before.
>So why doesn’t she want you to leave?
>Oh…
>Oh.
>OH!
>Faking a shiver, you give the athlete an uncertain smile.
“You know what, you’re right, I really shouldn’t take a chance. Who knows what’s out there.”
>Her eyes brighten and she gives an affirmative nod.
>“That’s right! If something happened to you, I’d be really upset!”
>Despite your best efforts, you can’t help but smile a little.
“Really upset?”
>Rainbow’s face goes bright red again as she glances away.
>“R-Really, really, upset! But enough about that, it’s already decided that you’re staying here with me tonight, got it?”
>You give a grunt and nod, watching as a relieved smile slips across her face.
>“Good…”

>The two of you separate long enough for you to go through your nightly routines.
>After stripping down to your skivvies, you walk into the bedroom and find Dash already snug under the sheets.
>She glances over at you with a weak smile.
>“You, think you could hit the lights before coming to bed?”
>Holding back a smile you do as she asks and then slip under the blankets beside her.
>Laying face to face, you can see Dash smile in the darkness.
>“Hey, um, Squirt?”
“Mhmm?”
>“Th-thanks for sticking around tonight.”
>A grin splits your face.
“Well, you could always thank me with…”
>“No!”
>Rainbow all but squeals, shaking her head and pulling your face into her chest again.
>“Didn’t you see how many of them died having sex? That’s a major red flag!”
>You manage to hold back most of your laugh, feeling your mind begin to drift again as the steady thudding of Dash’s heart begins ringing in your ears again.
>Wrapping your arms around her, you pull her up against her and sigh.
“Okay. Then tonight just let me stay here.”
>The heat from Rainbow’s face works its way down to her chest, earning another small laugh from you as you nuzzle against her.
>“O-okay. Night, Squirt.”
“Night Dash.”
>You slur back at her, already feeling your eyes heavy with sleep again.
>While it wasn’t what you were expecting, you can’t be completely unsatisfied with the results.
>After all, if you were to die tonight, there’s no better place to be buried than right here.

[New Year Encounter]

>December Thirty-First.
>You stand outside on the elevated porch, staring up at the cloudless sky.
>The stars twinkle with a vibrant, humming energy that seems to be magnified by the chilly winter air.
>Taking a deep breath though your nose, you shudder as it hits your lungs seems content to linger there for an eternity.
>But at last you breathe out, and the now warm air rumbles out from your chest.
>“If I didn’t know any better, I’d say that you’re sounding a little melancholy.”
>Your ears perk up a little at the voice.
>Turning, you offer a smile to the toughest girl in school.
“Hey Rainbow.”
>Your trainer-turned-girlfriend grins and hustles over beside you.
>Without any warning, she shoves a warm drink into your hands, a sparkle dancing in her eyes.
>“Here, drink up. It’s cold outside.”
>You manage a short nod and do as you’re told.
>The tang of apples and cinnamon lingers on your tongue long after you stop sipping.
>Dash bounces on the balls of her feet once or twice before taking up a position beside you.
>For a long while, the two of you stare up at the sky, occasionally sipping your drinks and making eye contact.
>While initially wary and somewhat embarrassed, the glances become looks, which gradually grow into stares.
>The stars are soon forgotten as the two of you lean against the railing.
>You can feel the butterflies in your chest and stomach as you catch a good long look at her in the dim light.
>Rainbow’s face lacks the roundness of some of the other girls, but what remains gives her cheeks and face a distinct character, especially when she smiles.
>Despite the pronounced muscles in her back, shoulders and neck, Dash’s profile remains slender by comparison, if slightly thick in some places.
>She’s skipped her last hair appointment and while her hair is a little unruly as a result, it frames her face in a softer way than you’re used to.
>It’s not bad, certainly, but it is a little off putting to see your normally somewhat butch girlfriend looking different.
>At last the anxious energy building up in your belly becomes too much as you look away, coughing nervously and scrambling for a conversation starter.
“S-so, are you ready for school?”
>You can feel Dash’s eyes bore into your cheek for several seconds before she snorts and smirks at you.
>“I guess so, but I’m honestly trying not to think about it.”
>She leans forward, her generous chest squishing up against the railing as she gives a long sigh.
>Rainbow unconsciously pushes her butt out in the process as she goes perpendicular to the railing.
>Your eyes drift down to her well-formed haunch, lingering for a long while before you tear your eyes away and look back to her face.
>After a few seconds, she notes the sidelong stare you’re giving her and offers up an honest, if incredibly weak, smile.
>“I mean, this is it for me, you know? Once I graduate I don’t really know what I’ll be doing.”
>Another sigh and she rests her cheek against her shoulder.
>“Floating in the wind, I guess.”
>She doesn’t bring up the other rather difficult question that’s on her mind.
>Then again she doesn’t have to because it’s on yours as well.
>What happens to the two of you when the semester’s over?
>You’ve still got years of high school ahead of you and Dash might not even be in the same town anymore.
>Neither of you like to bring it up, maybe because you both know that it’s always underneath the surface.
>Just waiting to boil over.
>Feeling like you need to relieve some of the pressure, you turn back to Rainbow and take a deep breath to steady yourself.
“None of that really matters right now.”
>Dash grunts shifts her weight around as her lips curl into a gentle smirk.
>Even through the thick layers of clothing you can see her muscles tighten and loosen in an easy rhythm.
>At last
>“Oh yeah?”
>You pause to consider what you’re saying, but only for a moment.
>Bobbing your head twice, you set your lips into a thin line and give her the most serious face you can manage.
“Yeah.”
>Rainbow grunts and shifts her body in a smooth and fluid motion until the small of her back is pressed against the railing.
>Her legs stretch out a good distance from her body as she leans heavily on the supporting beam.
>“Why doesn’t it matter, Squirt? I’d think if anyone would be getting torn up over the idea of me going off into the wild blue yonder, it would be you.”
>The thought of shooting her response back at her crosses your mind, but now doesn’t seem to be the appropriate time or place.
>Instead, you grin at her and shake your head.
“When we got together I told you that it didn’t matter, because you’re here now. That’s what really counts. The two of us, for whatever time that we have together, is the important part.”
>Dash’s cheeks color as you carry on, the athletic girl laughing a little and brushing at the side of her nose with the knuckle of her index finger.
>“Jeez, you’re so helpless Anon. Always shooting your mouth off about stuff like that.”
>You both lapse into silence, the thrum of the party on the other side of the door slowly beginning to die down.
>Checking the time, you see it is only two minutes to midnight.
>The must be getting ready to ring in the year.
>Your drink has cooled substantially by this point, so you leave it on the railing and instead reach for Rainbow’s hand.
>She visibly tenses as your fingers close around hers, but her warm palm eagerly soaks up your touch.
>Offering her a friendly smile, you give a gentle tug to try and pull her away from the railing.
“Come on, let’s go inside.”
>Dash nods once and allows herself to be brought to the center of the deck before she digs her heels into the wood.
>Stubborn girl.
>You turn to ask her what’s wrong when you notice a glint in her eye.
>Before you can brace yourself against something, Rainbow lunges and wraps you up in a bear hug.
>With a normal girl it would be cute, an attempt to show affection with meager ability.
>But with Rainbow Dash, you’re quickly hefted up off the ground, your feet brushing against the deck as your girlfriend crushes you against her chest.
>“You are such a sweetheart though!”
>She laughs and drops you back to the ground, though she refuses to release you from her vice-like grip.
>You can feel your face go flush as the two of you stare at one another again as the soft, feminine curves of Dash’s body press firmly up against you.
>Inside, you can hear the sound of excitement picking up again, but as you turn to look to the window, Rainbow clears her throat and draws your attention back to her.
>There’s a gentle red tinge to her cheeks that’s either from the cold or a delightful thought that crossed her mind, and considering how her grip tightens around you, you’re leaning towards the latter.
>“So, you know there’s a tradition on New Year’s, right?”
>You gulp and nod.
>Rainbow smiles and leans in towards your face.
>“That’s good; I can save my breath for more important things.”
“Dash, I-”
>Closing the distance in a snap, she silences you with her lips.
>You squirm against her, but you can feel Rainbow’s body tense as she clings that much tighter to you.
>Eventually you give up on trying to escape and let her have her way with you.
>Almost as soon as you give up the fight, Rainbow gives you a gentle shove which lands you in a chair.
>Inside you can hear the crowd begin to chant the countdown, but as the built young woman straddles your lap, you can’t manage to remember numbers well enough to tell how close it is.
>Dash leans in close and presses the tip of her nose against yours.
>The scant breathing space that the two of you share is incredibly hot and moist, but you can’t tear your eyes away from hers as she looks down at you with teasing delight.
>“Anonymous, I want to end this year and start next year the same way, together with you.”
>To your credit, you manage a weak grunt that brings a smile to Rainbow’s face.
>“Good. Take a breath.”
>You do as you’re told, and just in time too as Dash’s lips firmly press up against yours again.
>The gentle pressure of her tongue encourages you to open your mouth to her, and the two of you quickly enter into a deep kiss.
>Somewhere in the distance, you can hear the cheers of, somebody.
>It doesn’t really matter right now though.
>Your hands slide down Rainbow’s back before cupping her firm backside.
>She gives a small grunt of surprise, but the two of you continue to wrestle with your tongues as she slides a much cooler hand against the front of your stomach.
>You flinch and hold back a laugh as the two of you kiss under the starlight.
>It’s official.
>This is going to be the best year ever.
>Regardless of what the end of the school year brings, all that matters right now is that you have your Rainbow Dash.
>And nothing short of an act of divine providence is going to ruin this for you.