Hi, I'm TAW. I write terrible erotic my little pony fan fiction about cartoon horses having sex with each other, or vaguely defined human audience-inserts, for fun. Because... uh. I have no shame?
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The Wind Beneath Her Wings
Timeline: One day later
Rainbow Dash streaked across the open beach, leaving a widening cone of disturbed sand in her wake. The waves crashed against the cliffs some hundred meters away, and the sunlight glittered off both the vast ocean stretching out in front of the sunbathing Twilight Sparkle and the windows of their small cottage.
The speeding flightster pulled up, soaring into the almost cloud-free sky, and slowly came to a stop. She looked down, gazing over her domain, and grinned; there was nobody around. She and the purple bookworm reading so far below her were as alone as it was possible to be; even at her extreme height, the coastline of the Equestrian mainland barely crept over the horizon, underlining their seclusion.
She pulled her wings to her sides and let herself drop, reaching terminal velocity in only a few seconds of glorious freefall. A few feet from the water's surface, she spread her feathers and converted all that falling momentum into speed, zipping over the coastline fast enough to blur the land behind her in a haze of displaced sand. A minute—or less—later she landed back where she started, skidding to a halt a few feet after that.
She was completely alone; The beach stretched on around the entire island, and there wasn't another set of hooves on it.
Dash paused. There should be one other pony there, where had she gone? The sand dunes covered the landscape in front of her, blocking some areas from her view, and Dash was about to take to the skies once more in search of her lost lover when the tallest of those dunes began to vibrate and crumble. A faded but intense glow shone out from between the particles as they began to rise into the air, forming a large ball of floating sand.
The light flashed and the ball shot towards Dash. She let her body take over, flapping her wings and shooting several feet backwards, easily avoiding the granular assault. Where the dune had once stood sat an irritated looking mare who was still pulling grains of sand from her mane. "Ha!" Dash boasted, "Missed m-" Her ego-trip was cut short by the surprising—yet obvious in hindsight—lack of ground beneath her hooves. A few seconds later, she struggled back to the surface of the water, coughing and spluttering and trying to wipe her sodden mane away from her eyes.
"Serves you right for covering me in sand," Twilight said, turning her book upside down and shaking it until the steady flow of golden particles slowed to a stop. "Honestly, we have this entire island to ourselves for the week; surely you can find a flying spot that's a little more secluded?" Twilight closed her eyes in concentration, and a moment later the sand peppering her body moved a foot or so to the side, maintaining an equine shape for a split second before collapsing down onto the beach.
"Twilight put that book down! This is meant to be a honeymoon, not a studymoon!" Rainbow Dash took a moment to titter at her own joke. She slowly swam back to the shore, using her wings as makeshift paddles to propel herself. She didn't particularly like the ocean; it was cold, and wet, and once the water got all over her wings it was difficult to get back into the air, and there was nowhere to land in it.
Before long, she set hoof on the dry beach once more. The grains stuck to her damp body and her mane stuck to the sides of her face. Her entire coat looked ruffled and soaked, and her wings were sodden. Twilight failed to stop herself breaking into a smirk at the sight of her. "You look good when you're wet."
The soaked-through mare snorted and shook her wings dry. She then wasted no time darting forward to grab Twilight under her forelegs to carry her out a few feet into the ocean. "Say sorry!" Dash insisted.
Twilight laughed. "Nuh-uh, you say sorry! This is your fault anyway; you have the whole ocean for flying! I'll dry you off if you want, though."
"You look good when you're wet," Dash said, mirroring the prior pony's teasing.
"Huh? Oh no Dash do-" Twilight's protesting was cut off as the dripping pegasus let go, allowing her partner to drop. She quickly fell towards the ocean's surface, shielding her eyes with a hoof and holding her breath in preparation for an immediate and unwanted submerging.
"Ha!" Dash boasted an instant later. Twilight opened her eyes and found herself once more suspended above the water, though this time she was barely an inch higher than its surface. "You didn't think I'd actually do it, did you? C'mon, Twi, you know I'd never do that." Dash grinned, hoping her joking would be taken light-heartedly.
"Ugh, why did I marry you, again?"
"Because you love me," Dash replied, prodding Twilight in the side of her body with a free hoof. "And I don't need an ocean to get you wet."
Twilight cringed. "Okay, that's it. I'm banning you from euphemisms for the entire week."
Twilight sighed. "Remind me to shove a dictionary down your throat one day, Dash. Now, where were we? Something about you being wet?" Twilight closed her eyes and held her breath in preparation, and then began to concentrate. Her thoughts travelled along the edge of her body until she found the places where her and Dash met. Her mind's eye scrolled across her flying support's body, admiring the way her body and muscles gave lumps and firm flesh for the water droplets to rest over, or slowly drip down. She lingered for many instants as her mental gaze shifted over the pony's hindlegs, sensing every minutia of her emotions. Having Twilight held so closely and—so she thought—helplessly for so long hadn't not had an effect on her; that showed in everything from her heart rate to the depth of her breath. Eventually, Twilight found the two areas she'd been looking for: Dash's gorgeous pair of wings. Her concentration hardened, and their flapping stopped.
"Hey, that tickles! Wha-aah!" The moment Dash could no longer suspend herself, the duo fell the tiny distance down into the warm and clear ocean beneath them. Twilight relaxed for a few moments, enjoying the warm submersion and the few seconds of peaceful silence as she floated there quietly.
The peace was broken as Dash once more struggled and spluttered her way to the surface, returning a moment later to pull Twilight out with her. "I was joking! I wouldn't really have done it!"
"I would," Twilight replied, before sticking her tongue out defiantly. "It's lovely out here, don't you think?"
"Not really," Dash replied. "I hate the water."
"I thought you made Pinkie teach you how to swim after that last time you almost drowned?"
"Well, yeah, but I still don't like it. Eugh, give me a warm updraft over this any day. You don't know what you're missing, Twi. I wish you'd practise that wing spell some more so you could come out flying with me. Rarity had a great time, remember?"
Twilight rolled her eyes. She remembered. "Dash, she almost fell to her death. Anyway, I can't cast spells like that on myself. Too many stages, and doing it on me would break my concentration. I don't mind you carrying me!"
"It's not the same. What about one of those crystal things you keep making, could they do it?"
Twilight pondered, tilting her head to the side. "Maybe. I haven't made one so complicated yet, but that could be a good test. Okay, deal; when we get home I'll give it a try."
"Awesome! Ask nicely and I might even teach you a trick or two," Dash boasted. "I'm th-"
"The best flier in Equestria, I know," Twilight finished Dash's sentence, cutting her ego-trip off before it could properly begin. "Can't fly much right now though, can you?" she teased. The two of them were up to their necks in water, slowly paddling to keep afloat—Dash using her wings for stability, and Twilight completely cheating by holding herself in place magically—and absolutely not rising into the air.
"W- I- no, but that's your fault! I'll dry off pretty quick in this heat," Dash said, starting her paddling back to the coastline. After a few moments she realised she wasn't going anywhere, even given her poor swimming technique. "Uh, could you give me a hoof, Twi?" she asked, looking back at the far more competent—albeit illicitly—swimmer.
"Nuh-uh, I'm not done with you!" Twilight replied, slyly smiling at the drenched pegasus she was holding in place with an absent-minded thought. Lightly concentrating once more, Twilight began to shift the currents between her and her helplessly trapped prey, drawing her closer no matter how much she struggled. Dash began to swim more strongly, beating her heavy wings with all the strength she could muster, but to no avail. "You didn't think I'd let you get away with dumping me in here, did you? I was having a great time reading before you came along," Twilight said as threateningly as she could manage while trying to stifle the giggles from watching her partner's adorable attempts at swimming.
"W- What're you doing?" Dash asked, giving up any attempt to escape and letting the water flow bring her straight into the waiting forelegs of Twilight Sparkle. "You know I don't like the water!" Dash paddled and treaded water as she grew closer. She had to admit that Twilight had a point, not that she would admit it, and that the warm water was quite comfortable once she'd gotten used to it. The lack of flight was still highly problematic, but what was the worst that could happen when Twilight was there?
"Oh, Dash, you're so cute when you're wet," Twilight teased the instant the helpless mare was brought close enough for her to lean forward and whisper into her ear. "It's not often I get you when you can't fight back," she continued, nibbling on the tip of Dash's ear the tiniest bit stronger than she'd usually ever dare.
Dash winced slightly. "What's gotten into you, Twi? You're never this forceful!"
"It's our honeymoon, isn't this what we're meant to do?"
"Well, yeah, but I normally lead!" Dash complained, partially through honest indignation but mostly through the embarrassment of knowing that there was nothing she could do to stop Twilight—save for asking, of course, which she'd never do—and how excited that made her. "C'mon, let's go back to shore and I'll-"
Twilight cut Dash's whining off by plunging their mouths together, pulling her partner's head in with an irresistible magic grip and holding it there while she pushed her tongue around, fighting against Dash's until it gave in and let her explore in a fresh and exciting manner, going where she wanted to go and nowhere else. After a few moments—when Twilight decided—she pulled back and gazed into the floundering pegasus's eyes. "You have no idea how long I've wanted to do this," she whispered. "I've never gotten the chance before. The moment I so much as blush you'll be pinning me to the floor, or against the bed, or just taking charge. When I'm outside and you've just finished practising, you're the one that swoops down and takes me by surprise."
Twilight leant back in and kissed again, taking an uncharacteristic break from her monologue just to keep Dash on edge. She lightly bit down on Dash's lower lip, not hard enough to break the skin but hard enough that she could hear Dash gasp against her, even though all that air just went straight into Twilight's waiting mouth. "You, Rainbow Dash, are always so strong and commanding, and I think it's time you got some of your own medicine," Twilight whispered, before moving to the side and giving the side of Dash's neck a long, wet lick. "Because I love it."
Rainbow Dash was shocked into silence. This was not the passive, though passionate, lover she knew. Twilight's muzzle forcefully ran over her neck planting kisses and nibbles over its surface. Every few moments, the purple horn would brush against her coat and send a jolt of energy into her body, keeping her on edge and exciting her all the more. Though her rear was completely submerged in the warm ocean, Dash could still feel the heat building up and the telltale sensation of her tail twisting upwards and out of the way. Though Twilight wasn't restraining her in any traditional manner, any attempts she made to move were thwarted; Dash couldn't tell whether it was Twilight was doing that or her own lack of expertise. As Twilight laid a particularly adventurous bite on her collarbone, Dash instinctively gasped and prompted herself into action. "Twi... I didn't mean to smother you or-" She winced and quietly moaned as Twilight lightly sucked on the area of her last bite, soothing the pain but intensifying all the burning longing that was building up in her body. She usually dealt with that in her typical outgoing style—were they on the beach, Twilight would already be pushed half an inch into the sand and hopefully squirming.
"Yes, Dash?" Twilight asked, keeping her face so close to Dash's body that her breath flowed over the needy mare's sensitive skin. The small waves rising around them didn't even appear to register to Twilight, who could apparently keep herself completely aligned without any significant effort. That sort of stability was a skill Dash had taken years to acquire, and to have it used entirely for teasing her sent a flush through her cheeks.
"I should've let you have a turn," Dash managed to gasp out between heavy breaths and the occasional struggle to keep her head above the water. Though she felt sure enough Twilight would save her if anything went wrong, an interrupted sentence apparently didn't count as sufficiently wrong.
"No time like the present."
Dash took a deep breath and immediately clenched her teeth around her lower lip. Even when she took things slow, it had always been her taking things slow—it was slow because she'd made that choice. Not so here. "You know I like it a little faster than that, Twi, right?"
Twilight raised a hoof out of the water and stroked it down the side of the surprisingly straight, but completely sodden rainbow-shaded mane. "I know a lot about what you like," she whispered, "I have a list. Rainbow's Raunchy Reactions. I've been keeping it for a few months now and I think I've got another list of new things you might like."
Dash gulped. "Y- yeah? What like?" she breathlessly replied. Her body felt like it was on fire, and every inch of her skin yearned for something's touch, but no matter how much she tried, she was in no position to take it, as she usually would. She had no choice but to hope Twilight was right when she said she knew what she liked. The thought of putting every last shred of her pleasure into the hooves of another was surprisingly exciting, and not something she'd anticipated—she was Rainbow Dash, she didn't need anybody else to show her how to satisfy her wife, surely?
"This," Twilight replied, bringing her hoof to cradle the side of Dash's face, lingering on her cheek for just a moment before she pushed, sending Dash spinning helplessly in the water. After half a rotation, she grabbed back on and slowed her circling to a stop. She began to slowly massage both of Dash's cutie marks, tracing along their edges with slow and light movements. "Just tell me if I'm being too slow for you," Twilight soothingly said, though she felt certain in her statistics.
Dash's brain screamed at her to reply, "Yes, for Celestia's sake, get on with it!", but her body passionately disagreed. The lightest of Twilight's touches relieved the powerful yearning for just a moment, replacing it with an instant of pure bliss. She knew she couldn't lie to Twilight anyway, even a non-magical examination would show her cheeks flushed so red they threatened to remove her definition as cyan, and even full submersion couldn't hide how clearly her body was aroused. Between the tail that now rose out of the water and her puffy and parted nether lips, anybody could have seen that there was absolutely no reason for Twilight to hurry up.
Twilight grinned at Dash's lack of response. She had known her analysis would be successful—she should publish her techniques, she realised. Though her massage didn't get any harder or faster, a mare as magical as her had plenty of tools to work with.
"Mmngph-" Dash moaned, biting down on her lip in a failed attempt to stifle it, as Twilight encouraged the currents of water to flow against the blue mare's most needy areas. "Twilight, what are you-"
"Shh," Twilight interrupted, moving her massage higher, playing her hooves against Dash's lower back and across her spine. She had, through many hours of practise, achieved a high level of skill at magically inspecting Rainbow Dash's body, though not all of that practise had been strictly academic. Now she used those skills to peer a little below her skin and locate all the tiny pains and knots in her muscles, every scrap of stress and twinge of tension in her body so she could target them as efficiently as possible. Her hooves slowly pressed into Dash's firm and muscular body, prompting grunts, gasps from her completely helpless mouth as her desires were sated, and her body was relaxed.
"Oh, Twilight... why didn't you do this before?" she whispered, relaxing as completely as she possibly could. She hung in the water, floating partially on her own buoyancy and partially with assistance from the many currents Twilight had set flowing against her body. She could feel every one slithering and snaking against her—even given the sensual massage her upper body was receiving, her lower body still begged to be touched. The water was something, but it wasn't anywhere near enough. "You could easily overpower me with that horn of yours."
"You always seemed to be having so much fun I didn't want to interrupt. Not that I wasn't having fun too—oh Celestia are you fun—but I wanted this time to be special. For both of us." Twilight's massage moved up, teasing around the base of Dash's wings and pressing against all her major flight muscles; They felt exhausted—swimming with wings clearly wasn't very efficient—and Dash visibly shuddered with relief as Twilight's hooves began to press against them, pushing and massaging in all the right places to make all the strains go away.
She relaxed even more, letting her head droop down into the water until it submerged up to her nostrils and closing her eyes, and started to lose concentration. Before long, her thoughts were occupied entirely by all the things Twilight was doing to her; the massage that had moved onto her wings and the light currents flowing between her legs providing a low but constant level of stimulation that was just enough to keep her excited and ready without actually ruining it for either of them.
Dash's eyes flew open as a yelp bubbled out of her mouth. "Tw- Twilight, what are you doing?"
"Preening!" Twilight replied, pulling her lips away from the outstretched wing. "I read a book on it! Why, am I doing it wrong? Should I stop?"
"No! That felt great!" Dash exclaimed, "Nopony's done that in years. No offence, but your magic just doesn't feel the same."
Twilight playfully jabbed Dash in the side of the neck with her apparently inferior horn and went back to preening. There weren't many books on the subject, but she'd managed to piece together the basics. Inch by inch she travelled along Dash's wing pulling each misaligned feather back into place or massaging every strained tendon between her lips. It wasn't long before the pampered pegasus began to express her appreciation in the form of quiet moans and tiny shivers as she felt sensations streaming through her wings that she hadn't felt for many years.
It was slow work, however, and Twilight quickly found herself getting bored. That was not a difficult problem to solve when she had a relaxing, still impressively aroused Rainbow Dash floating complacently in front of her. Once more her thoughts travelled out of her body and along to her partner's, tracing over the curves of her rear and the ripples in her muscles, and the way the ocean water rose and fall along those contours. Most importantly, she felt the extra heat radiating out from just below Dash's tail, for though the water was quite mild Dash's passions were anything but.
"Gaah!" Dash exclaimed. She let her groan bubble out to the surface as Twilight's thoughts skimmed past her parted rear lips, sending a sudden gush of water into them. Twilight's head and hooves remained occupied with her wings, and the sensation from that alone was almost overwhelming to the poor pegasus. Twilight did want to make this special, though.
"Still think my magic doesn't feel as good?" Twilight teasingly whispered, running a translucent tendril over Dash's submerged slit. Before she even had a chance to assemble a response, the tendril returned, pushing a little inside as it stroked downwards once more. Twilight's assault became unending; every moment not filled with pleasure streaming in from her wings was saturated by the passion emanating from behind.
It took all of Dash's concentration to simply shake her head. Whether she wanted to or not—and she did—she had no choice but to submit to Twilight's will and desires. More groans bubbled out from her mouth as she let Twilight's attentions overwhelm her, alternately overcome by the two distinct sources of ecstasy currently ravaging her.
Far too quickly, Twilight finished one wing and slowly swam around to the next. As she paddled around, her magic finger went into overdrive to compensate for the lack of preening. Instead of merely stroking a centimetre or so deep, it began to slowly slide deeper, expanding all the time to fill Dash's hole. Dash's back arched in pleasure as the tool wormed its way inside, squirming from side to side as it delved yet another inch inside, and her eyes scrunched closed as the sudden intensification overwhelmed her.
Twilight couldn't resist taking a look as she paddled past the pleasured pegasus's beautiful face, marvelling at the depth of emotion visible. Her lips were kept a few centimetres apart, widening a little to let out a tiny groan or little moan every few seconds as the ghostly tentacle began to slide herself in another time. Her eyelids were kept shut, looking so peaceful she could have been sleeping, were it not for the heavy breathing. Her legs floated idly beneath her—she'd long since delegated all floatation matters to Twilight.
The unicorn stopped swimming. There were many things she thought impossible in the world, and it turned out that passing Dash by when she looked like that was one of them. In a single smooth motion, Twilight pushed herself closer and grasped Dash's cheeks between her hooves, pulling her head out of the water and kissing her.
Dash's eyes slid half open to stare back into Twilight's as she locked them into a long and slow embrace, even while speeding up her activities behind. She felt every thrust through the tiny twinges and spasms of Dash's tongue as she scraped against it with her own, and the sudden gasps or rushes of hot air as she pulled out or plunged in, respectively.
Twilight pulled back, lingering for an instant longer on Dash's lower lip, taking her time. "I love you," she whispered.
"I- I love... you," Dash spluttered out between forced groans. Twilight's ravaging of her rear had accelerated to the point she could barely think, never mind speak coherent sentences, and had the concept been anything less self-evident than her love for a Sparkle she wouldn't have managed it at all. "H- Harder?" she grunted.
Twilight grinned and paddled a foot or so further back. That wasn't the sort of request she could deny. The desperately pleasured pegasus found herself resting against a wall of magical energy that kept her in place even as the magical pounding behind increased in both speed and ferocity. She cried out as the semitransparent feeler plunged deep into her yet again, writhing and twisting inside of her and filling her up in ways no ordinary object ever could. The water currents shifted and changed, sending liquid flowing over her now very sensitive clitoris for constant and unending stimulation.
Dash's mind blanked out as the sensations began to mix inside her body. Her flesh's yearnings slowly began to be replaced by a slow surge of bliss spreading outwards from her well-tended to slit, overtaking her body and mind. Every thrust and stroke Twilight made sent a shiver of joy through every muscle she had, from the tips of her hooves to her very last feather. The pleasure spread through her like an unstoppable cold-front leaving storms in its wake, and far too quickly it slipped over the few remaining barriers of her mind, flooding her with boundless ecstasy. Her voice rang out across the ocean, likely travelling for miles before simply fading away with only one other soul around to hear it.
The sensation began to fade and the clouding of her mind started to simmer. Before it could vanish completely, however, her hind flared again and her body rocked with sensation once more, spiking through her mind even more powerfully than the first time. Dash's screams cried out as loudly as she was capable and her hooves struck helplessly against the water as she tried to distract herself from the overwhelming and mind-blowing orgasm that felt so good she didn't even know how to deal with it.
As that faded, yet another spread throughout her form, taking her to even higher planes. Her voice cracked mid-scream as she groaned herself raw, too lost in pleasure to even care. Twilight didn't stop, sending orgasm after orgasm through the cyan pony's body until she was finally completely exhausted and incapable of more.
She collapsed, letting every muscle in her body fall completely idle as Twilight held her just above the water, letting her recover of her own accord.
Twilight paddled over, leaned in, and kissed Dash lightly on the end of the nose. "That's what you do to me every day, Dash."
"Man," Dash breathlessly whispered, "I'm good." She then promptly fell unconscious.
An hour or so later—at least as far as Dash could tell from the changed position of the sun—the exhausted pegasus awoke, finding herself lying sprawled out on the beach not far from their cottage. Twilight lay a few meters away reading one of the many books Dash had tried convincing her not to bring with a cold drink hovering a few inches from her head. Her mane was still soaking wet, though the rest of her body was now dry. Staring at those engaged, excited, educated eyes set against a gorgeous face and fantastic body reminded Dash of exactly why she felt the need to marry that mare.
"Hey," she croaked. She coughed a few times. "Ugh, what's up with my throat, I feel like I just flew through a stormcloud."
"Here, drink some of this-" Twilight moved her drink over to Dash's lips and prompted her to take a few sips- "It'll help. The groaning does that to you, I think it's worth it." Twilight set her book down, noting the page number in her head, and walked over.
"You get this every time? Why didn't you say something, I could have gone easier on you!" Dash hoarsely whispered.
"Because," Twilight replied, leaning down to nuzzle the side of Dash's neck, "I don't want you to go easy on me. Besides, I'm used to it by now."
"Ugh, my everything hurts," Dash moaned—though unfortunately for her, not the kind of moaning that caused the problem. "How do you put up with me?"
Twilight sat down next to her and leaned, resting her body against the pained pegasus. Dash stretched a wing over her in return, hoping she could distract herself with a bit of Twilight. "You really aren't used to this, are you?" Twilight asked.
"No! I mean, I usually get off just fine, but nowhere near as hard as that. That was... so awesome."
"Like the ocean a bit more now?"
"No, but I like you."
"Pff. Come on, we should get out of this sun for a while. Celestia left us some board games I've been wanting to try."
"Are you serious? Board games? Me?"
"Think you're up to doing anything more exerting?"
"Good point. I uh... you're gonna have to carry me, I think."
"Earth pony three to D4!" Dash said, speaking aloud to the game board in front of them. The piece in question, a spectacularly detailed rendition of a hornless and wingless equine, slid a few tiles over as if by magic.
Twilight, providing complete contrast to her more outgoing other half as per usual, had her muzzle stuck in the rulebook. That the board wouldn't allow you to command an illegal move didn't seem to matter to her, she had to understand what made the game tick. She flicked through page after page, speed-reading sections from How to play to Winning conditions.
"You gonna move? My pieces are getting bored."
"Uh, one moment, Dash. I'm not sure whether I should make one of my pegasi start changing the weather or start to set up magic research," she absent mindedly said, still flicking through the various different ways she could score points.
"Uh, I don't think you're meant to give your strategy away, Twi. Put that book down, I'm banning you from reading."
Twilight lowered the book and stared. "You can't ban me from reading."
"Yeah I can-" Dash leaned forward and bit the top of the book, yanking it out of Twilight's grip and throwing it to the side- "It's unfair if you know all the rules and I don't!"
"Ugh, fine. Pegasus two to cloud layer. Who knew Ponies and Parties could be so complex? Maybe we should get Pinkie to start running some game nights."
"Unicorn five to the dance floor!" Dash exclaimed, pumping her hoof in the air victoriously. "Ah- ow! Shouldn't've done that," she grunted an instant later, having once more coerced her aching muscles into doing something they didn't want to do.
Twilight brushed a few strands of mane out of her eyes and inspected the board. "Well, looks like you won," she said, clearly disappointed. "I guess I shouldn't have underestimated you."
"Of course I won, I always win!" Dash boasted.
Twilight thought back to their scrabble night. Night, singular. It happened once. Never again. Between the misspellings and words that simply flat out did not exist, Rainbow Dash had proved she was not a good scrabble player. She chose not to mention it. "Congratulations. Having more things to do that aren't flying'll help when you're stuck at home looking after a foal," Twilight joked.
Dash coughed and spluttered for a few moments and ended up nearly falling off of her chair. "Wha- what? Twilight, where'd that come from?!"
"What? I was just joking, that's all!"
"You don't say things like that unless you've been thinking about them!"
"I guess!" Twilight replied, "The idea has crossed my mind, but it's ridiculous."
"Completely impossible," Dash agreed.
"It just couldn't work."
"We're both mares!"
"And we both work too hard."
"It couldn't ever work," Dash reiterated, shaking her head emphatically.
Twilight was silent for a few moments. "You've thought about it too, haven't you?" she eventually said, staring across the table at Dash, who was now visible flustered.
"I- Yeah," Dash admitted. She sighed and slumped forward against the table. "It couldn't ever work though, could it?" she said dejectedly.
Twilight sighed and joined her. "I dunno. Probably not; I don't think either of us have time."
"When do magic researchers retire?"
"Starswirl published his last spell on the day he died."
"Wonderbolts don't fly forever too, do they?" Twilight asked, walking around the table to sit next to her.
"Nah, but that won't be for... forever. That's a long time to wait."
Twilight nuzzled Dash in the side of her neck. "Worth it, though. They'll better get your eyes."
"Your brains, though, egghead—Celestia help them if they get mine. Gotta have wings, though!"
"Oh no, I've had enough of pegasus babies from sitting the Cakes' twins with Pinkie. They're even harder to control than you are. We're having a unicorn."
"Yeah yeah, we'll see," Dash replied, wrapping her wing around Twilight's body and squeezing tight. "You'll look good fatter."
Twilight nervously laughed. "No, you will. I'll have work to do. Think of it as an excuse to sleep in places people would usually shout at you for!"
"Ugh, fine," Dash jokingly replied. "So long as I get to hold her first!"
They sat there happy in each other's embrace, and the fantasy they'd created, for a few more moments before reality began to seep back in. "A long way off, though," Twilight whispered.
"Plenty of time for practise, then," Dash replied, lifting her wing and using it to twist Twilight's head up to her own for a kiss. Far from her usual forceful and dominant embrace, this was slower and more passive. Twilight took the hint and kissed back, no faster but with more focussed direction, leading the two of their tongues around in a passionate dance. Finally, she pulled away.
"It won't work like that," Twilight whispered, "We'll have to do it magically. Can't really practise that."
"Don't care. I won the game, you don't get to disagree with me now," Dash happily replied.
"Fine, let's practise," Twilight replied. There was no use arguing the point, especially if it was something standing between her and what Dash wanted to practise on her.
"Okay, so... what do you normally do?"
"Huh? Dash, we've done this enough times, you know what to do."
"Yeah, but... what you did out there—in the water—was something else. I guess I'm kinda in the mood to try it your way now. I know I always enjoy whatever it is you do even if I kinda... drift off."
"You are such an oaf." Twilight tapped her collarbone with a hoof. "Start here, work down. If something feels... natural, then do it."
"Gotcha!" Dash grinned and turned towards her, before lunging forward and pinning them both to the floor. She started to kiss the very point Twilight had prompted her to, and moved downwa-
"No, Dash! Get off!" Twilight's horn flared and the enthusiastically forward pegasus found herself suspended in mid-air.
"What? Did I do something wrong? Are you okay? Did you hit something when you fell?"
"No, yes, no," Twilight replied. "You did fine—your way. I don't pounce."
"Yeah, you do. Sometimes. I like it when you do."
Twilight's cheeks reddened as she realised Dash was right. She had occasionally, whether purposefully or accidentally, done something that could under certain lights be referred to as pouncing. "Okay fine, but I don't mean to! It's not like me."
The levitating pegasus shrugged. "You should do it more. I won't bite. Well, ma-" Twilight cut Dash's sentence off by letting her drop from her magical pedestal straight down onto her. Dash grunted as she picked herself up. "What was that for?"
Before Twilight could answer, Dash pounced—as herself, this time—and grabbed Twilight's ear between her teeth, biting down on it just hard enough for it to hurt a tiny bit.
"Ow!" Twilight squeaked. "I wouldn't do that!"
Dash bit again, moving a little further down each time as Twilight squirmed and flinched between her teeth. "Maybe you should," Dash replied a few seconds later. "Good day for trying something new." She leant down to Twilight's neckline and gave it a similar treatment, chomping down hard enough that Twilight would yelp with the sudden pain, but not hard enough that it would be more uncomfortable then pleasurable.
Rainbow Dash knew exactly what she was doing. She wasn't trying to get Twilight off, and she wasn't trying to sate any of her own desires. She was teasing, baiting, and nothing else. Her forehooves rubbed along Twilight's body, an inch or so away from any of her favourite spots. Close enough to get the unfortunately submissive mare excited, but far enough away that that excitement would end unfulfilled. Within a few minutes, Twilight's cheeks were flushed and she was biting her lower lip in anticipation. Her body was screaming at her for more so loudly that Dash could have sworn she heard it at the edge of her hearing, and she knew she could see all her favourite signs of arousal, from the closed eyes to the open slit.
Twilight eventually sighed and opened her eyes. "Dash, are you doing this on purpose? You're normally much better."
"Why don't you show me?" she shot back.
"You always lead!"
"Yeah, and what a great job I'm doing of it, huh?" Dash replied, biting down on the side of Twilight's foreleg much harder than before. Not arousing in the slightest, closer to painful.
"Ow! Well if that's how you want it..." Twilight warned, getting that glint in her eye that meant either "Run" or "Don't even bother running", depending on whether you were on her bad side or her very very good side. A fraction of a second later, Rainbow Dash was pinned against the floor and Twilight was standing up and unruffling her coat. "You didn't really think you could actually overpower me, did you?" Twilight giggled and sat down on Dash's stomach.
"I know you'd never do anything to hurt me," Dash replied. "Unless I asked for it."
Twilight leant down and nipped the tip of Dash's ear between her teeth, feeling the blue pegasus cringe at the pain. "Are you sure, Dash? This doesn't really seem like your style."
"Yeah, you really opened my eyes this morning, Twi. I still sorta ache from that, though, so uh... a bit lighter this time."
Twilight moved over and kissed Dash on the end of the nose. "Anything you say." The magical bonds released and Dash found herself rather more able to move.
"Hey, what gives? I thought you were-"
"Shh," Twilight whispered, cutting her off. "It's not really me leading if I'm just doing what you ask, is it?"
"Well, I guess, but-"
"Good! Okay then, from the start." Twilight tapped a familiar spot on her shoulder, prompting Dash to slither up to her and plant a rather more cautious kiss on her collarbone. She remembered Twilight's advice—if it feels natural, do it—and moved an inch along to give the next spot along her neck the same treatment. She continued moving around, letting Twilight's reactions—the gasps and noises escaping from between her lips, the shivers that ran through her body, the heat radiating off of her, and the longing, yearning look in her eyes—guide her motions. Though she'd done similar things before, they'd always been on her terms. This was different; Twilight was guiding her, even if it was subconsciously.
After a few cycles back and forth along Twilight's shoulders, Dash decided to start moving down; Twilight's reactions were starting to fade and her interest was beginning to wane. Her body's twinges immediately returned to full strength as her attentive partner's lips and tongue explored down her chest and stomach, leaving a thin trail of saliva behind that helped as a salve to her needs.
"Mmm... I'd do that bit more," Twilight moaned in response to Dash's lips flicking over the nipple of one of her teats. The mound of flesh burned with a cold desperation to be touched, and there was only one pony who could touch them.
"You've never done that before," Dash whispered back. "What if I do it wrong?"
"You don't like it, I do. You'll do fine, just follow what feels good."
Dash returned to Twilight's body, wrapping her lips around the stiff nipple and licking around it. Twilight's reactions gave her all the instruction she needed—if it made her squirm, do more of it. Twilight squirmed and fidgeted while Dash's attentions wreaked havoc over her body, sending sparks of bliss through her seemingly at her partner's whim. It built up in her body, adding to all the previous teasing and tempting and all the unspent arousal from their morning activities to overwhelm her, and before long at all Twilight didn't want any of the minor pleasures.
"D- Dash, enough. More... I need more."
The pegasus didn't wait for further instruction. She'd been able to smell Twilight's intense and increasing arousal ever since she reached her stomach, and the scent had been driving her wild all that time. The floor beneath them was already damp and sticky from Twilight's uncared-for emissions and Dash couldn't think of much better than burying her muzzle between Twilight's legs and slurping for all she was worth.
So she did.
"Y- yeah, that's it," Twilight moaned, letting Dash's tongue slaver over her while it scraped over her body, filling it with glee and brushing for just the tiniest moment against her clit. It was like opening the gates from the ocean outside, and soon Dash could have sworn she was underwater once more. The fluids flowed over her snout and into her mouth, but she kept licking, probing a little deeper every time she returned. "Oh, Celestia, I love you Dash!" Twilight gasped. Her body arched and shook as Dash's lips pressed against the most sensitive parts of her anatomy, and her tongue was squeezed between her thick, warm inner walls.
Twilight lifted her hindlegs and wrapped them around Dash's neck, squeezing them to push her further in. "More!" she gasped, feeling her partner's lips press against her sensitive button, filling her with a blissful sensation and a burning need to have more of this mare inside of her. Dash responded favourably, trying her best to delve deeper and wring every last drop of pleasure out of the purple folds not without considerable success.
Twilight gasped and groaned as the feelings overcame her, spreading out from her rear to cover her entire body in a blanket of ecstasy. She scrunched her eyes closed and squeezed her hindlegs as tight as she could, holding Dash in place while her body contracted around her and drenched the rest of her face in hot, sticky fluid. She screamed, knowing there was nobody else around to hear it, as she finally lost control of her body and fell to the side, releasing Dash's head as she went.
"Pretty sure that's what you do to me every time," Dash said.
"Man, I'm good," Twilight said, and promptly fell unconscious.
Rainbow Dash sat up and licked her lips. "Mmm," she moaned, approving of both taste and texture, and, after checking to make sure Twilight was completely under, returned to her inner thighs for a little cleanup.
Some time later, Twilight awoke. Dash had dragged her up onto one of the larger padded chairs immediately outside of the cottage so she could wake in the evening sun. Uncharacteristically, Dash had one of Twilight's books resting on the floor beneath her, which she was slowly reading. Twilight watched in awe as her partner's eyes slowly made their way across the page, finally culminating in an awkward struggle to turn the page with her nose.
"Do you understand a word of that?" Twilight asked, pointing to the copy of Advanced Horncraft: Mysterious Mixtures and Forging Fluids.
"Nope," Dash cheerfully replied, closing the book—without even bothering to note down her place—and putting it to the side. "But I like the pictures. This is where you got all that water stuff earlier from, isn't it?"
"Some of it," Twilight admitted. "The sex was my idea, though."
"Okay, you're unbanned from reading," Dash joked. "Don't make me regret it!"
Twilight rose and stumbled over to where Dash was sitting, bolstering her shaking legs with a little magical support until she could lie down alongside. "I think my legs have gone funny."
"Yeah, that happens most times. Why do you think I always fly afterwards?"
"You always fly anyway."
Dash paused. "Yeah, okay. You'll get used to it."
Twilight looked out across the island at the view Dash had chosen. "It's... beautiful," she whispered a moment later. The whole island stretched out before them, from the beaches at their side to the hills at the far end. The sun, though it was far from night, was already starting to slide beneath those hills, giving them an unexpected but not unappreciated sunset.
"I'll fly us to that mountain later so we can catch a bit more light," Dash promised.
"Thanks, Dash. You're so thoughtful these days."
"I've kinda had to be. I owe you so much, it just wouldn't be fair to not make every day special. I don't deserve you, Twi, but I do love you."
"I'm glad you've got me anyway, then," Twilight replied. "And I love you too."